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Hello, I am your erotic sex writer by the name of Dreamcatcher. I am well built, tall, dark and handsome. This story is about a girl born and raised in posh society in Delhi and a guy from a middle-class family like Tyagi/Sharma, who met on a dating app.

They managed to have an amazing sex life though having sky-high differences.

Girl profile in dating App:-
Tanya, 26 – Consultant in Deloitte
– 5 pics in sexy bodycon and backless saree in pubs, restaurants, and Mountains
– Interests – Badminton, Gardening and shopping
– Hometown – Delhi > In,Delhi

Boy’s profile in dating App:-
Varun, 27 – IT Engineer in IT Engineer
– 2 pic, one in formal attire and another of trekking in the mountains
– Interests – Painting, Shayari, travelling, and Cycling
– Hometown- Delhi > Cuttack, Odisha

Varun ends up swiping every possible girl in his preference range of minimum to maximum age every day. Tanya knew she had many desperate guys to swipe left into the garbage.

One day Varun ended up writing an inquisitive introduction message to Tanya. Fortunately, it caught her attention. Tanya scrolled through the profile and found nothing interesting. Even the guy was dark.

She thought her friends would laugh at her when they knew her dating standards were underground. She imagined ‘Slumdog Millionaire’ a million times. But what actually made her swipe right was a genuine intro message. Varun cracked a cheesy joke and asked for a moment to interact.

From that instant, Varun and Tanya started texting almost every day. They even shared their sexual preferences. One fine evening, Varun asked Tanya for a date, and as he knew what Tanya likings, he booked a nice corner for them in a pub in Hauz Khas.

Though Varun wanted to maintain high standards, he was haunted by the feeling of being broke that evening. But he assured himself by saying, “Aab karega toh karega.”

He took an auto, reached the entrance gate before time, and waited for her. He saw a white Creta swift to the parking bay and Tanya getting down from it and walking towards him.  He had a gradual smile and an instant boner with a mere look at her.

He hid his erection as Tanya was dressed in a white crop top, a black mini skater skirt, and white sneakers. They went to the pub and enjoyed the music. Varun tried out all his talent from Pandora’s box to impress Tanya. But Tanya was distracted by hot guys winking at her, and she was enjoying it.

Varun noticed this. He placed his hands over her crossed thighs under the table while Tanya was busy gulping her Vodka shots. Though she was high, it caught her off guard, and she turned toward Varun. They started having a nice, eye-to-eye, funny conversation for a while.

Varun knew she was now in the zone. But he wanted to show authority over all the men ogling her in the pub. He took her to the dance floor, grabbed her by her waist, and made sensual moves to the music. Tanya turned around and danced by rubbing her ass on Varun’s crotch.

Varun had an erection, and Tanya felt it. She grabbed his hands and wrapped them around her waist. She pushed herself further close and swayed in rhythm. She turned around and whispered in Varun’s ear to get out of there.

They sneaked out of there and went straight to her car. Both of them were not able to keep their hands off each other. They were kissing, and Varun slid his hand inside her skirt, to which she said not here. They went inside the car, and it was already dark by then.

Once they went inside, Tanya sat in the passenger side seat. She locked the door and swiftly lifted both her legs wide open, showing a sexy piece of black lingerie to Varun. She grabbed his head and directed him to get down. He slid her panty and found a creamy white pussy already oozing love juices.

He started to lick them slowly and gradually increased his intensity as Tanya’s moaning became much more evident. He then crawled one of his hands up towards his boob. Tanya slapped and said that was not permissible. Varun felt agonized, and he bit her pussy while licking.

Tanya moaned harder, slapped Varun, and pushed his head further to lick her. Varun inserted a finger and gradually increased his speed while he was licking her clitoris. He then inserted 2 fingers which felt tight.

He gradually felt her vibrating to an orgasm and crashing down in the seat with still her legs wide open on the dashboard. With bated breath, she said, “Let’s go to my place.” Varun drove to a nice bungalow and was amazed by its design.

Before he could catch a better glimpse of that, Tanya dragged him inside and went straight to her bedroom. She sat down in a recliner and asked Varun to strip completely in front of her. Varun stood naked. Tanya checked him as a chocolate candy from top to bottom while rubbing her pussy over her skirt.

She then took her panty and threw that on Varun. She asked him to wear that. Varun wore Tanya’s panty and tried to hide his dick inside the tiny triangular front covering. Varun was sexually dominating. So he went straight to Tanya, squeezed her cheeks, and said, “Now you taste my flavours too.”

He grabbed his hair, pushed his erect dick straight inside her, and asked her to suck it. However, amazed Tanya was a pro sucker. She was giving Varun a deep throat, and it felt amazing. He lifted her crop top, grabbed her boobs, and gently fondled them.

He then grabbed two of her headscarves and tied her hands behind her back. He blindfolded her with the other one. He lifted her up, went to the kitchen, got chocolate syrup, dipped his dick, and asked her to suck again. This time she sucked until Varun ushered his cum inside her mouth.

He then took some choco syrup and spread that on her nipples and pussy lips. He licked it until she again started oozing. Varun pushed her up the bed. Then he climbed her in missionary and pushed all his length at one go inside Tanya’s pink pussy.

Though blindfolded, Tanya moaned loudly and scratched Varun’s chest to bang her harder. He turned her into lazy, soggy style and spanked her ass, which was damn bouncy and fluffy. He pushed his dick inside and started banging her by clenching her hair from behind.

Varun continued doing so. Tanya got out of his blindfold, pushed Varun behind, and climbed over him in cowgirl style. She was now moaning in rhythm, and so was Varun, busy fondling her boobs and playing with her nipples. She was ramming hard, started clenching her hair, and started getting stiff.

Varun understood it and started ramming her while she was completely out of control. She then went down and started sucking Varun till he had his orgasm.  Later Varun explored Tanya’s house before her parents came back home.

So my dear readers, hope this story made you jerk your dicks and finger your wet pussies to your satisfaction. If you still feel unsatisfied, email or connect me in Hangout at [email protected].

“Fuck, Krish! My dad shouldn’t have accepted that transfer back then. I missed this a lot,” said Deepti adjusting her hair. She lay her head on my chest after our make-out session. While I lie on the bed, exhausted.

Looking straight into Deepti’s eyes, pushing the hair strands covering her face, I smile and say, “It’s never too late.” As those words came out, my gaze started to wander toward the ceiling. My brain started to circle back to how I got lucky with Deepti again.

Hello Everyone, and welcome to another adventure in my life. I, Krish, a 27-year-old guy from Hyderabad, India, am currently in the USA.

PS: All the conversations happened in my native language, Telugu. I’m just sticking to the English version of the conversation.

Flashback:
If you have read my previous story, ‘In The World Of Sex All It Takes Is To Ask,’ you might know that I have moved to a new place. Kiran, my roommate, had to leave. I posted an ad for a room on the internet to fill her position. Still, due to covid, I didn’t receive as much traction as anticipated.

A few weeks pass by with no response. Then I got a message on Sulekha. They messaged me saying they were new to the city and interested in the listing. I sent them the required information. I reconfirmed that they were OK to share the apartment with me. I received a positive response.

After they were satisfied with the price and other details, I asked about their details. That’s when I came to know that the person was a woman. Her name is Deepti, and she is 27 years old, moving to the city for a 3-month project as she was a lab scientist.

After asking about the move-in date, I shared my phone number and got busy with my life. On the decided move-in day, I received a text mentioning her arrival time. She was punctual, and that impressed me. I went to the front door to unlock it and welcome her. That’s when I saw her for the first time.

Blue jeans, a maroon jacket, and a black t-shirt with layered hair holding a tote bag. She was Deepti, the woman who transformed herself from a girl to a woman while making me a man. The same woman who left me without a trace seven years ago.

Seeing her, I was utterly surprised and taken aback. But she was smiling and calm as if she expected it, which confused the shit out of me. Waving at my statue-like appearance, she snapped me out, gave me a quick side hug, and moved forward, carrying her luggage upstairs.

I started helping her, and we were done in no time. Once we were in the comfort of our apartment, I wanted to know how this happened. Deepti seeing my face with so many mixed emotions came close. A cute smile created those dimples that made me like her in the first place.

I started to talk, revealing details after details like onion peels. The newer details not mentioned above are. She saw the list posted by my name. Well, I used my full name. Also, it had my phone number. When she checked my WhatsApp profile photo, she thought maybe it was me.

When I sent her photos, one of them had a mirror image of me. It confirmed even the rarest doubts. Thus she agreed to move in. That explanation lightened the tension between us. I was calm for the first time after her arrival. Not sure what got into me, I held her hand, pulled her close, and hugged her tight.

It even took her by surprise, but she didn’t resist. Just embraced me with the same force. Knowing what I did, I let go of her and awkwardly smiled in embarrassment. She smiled back, ruffled my hair, and left to unpack and set up her room.

For the next few hours, I relived those memorable moments we had together in the past. In the evening, we decided to have dinner together and ordered pizza. As we settled down to eat, I looked at Deepti properly after all these years. A lot has changed over these seven years.

Deepti is no longer this thin, skinny girl I knew. She has evolved into a woman radiating glow, knowing what she possesses and how to flaunt them. Her measurements have changed. For those who want a comparison of the growth, seven years ago.

When we were together, she measured 30C-28-30. Now she is a proud owner of 34D-30-36. For the next few weeks, we barely even greeted each other. Work kind of swamped us to that extent. Eventually, things slowed down, and we got to sit and chit-chat for old times’ sake.

All our naughty behaviours, friends, funny anecdotes, everything had their fair share of recollection except for our little intimate sessions. Though it did cross my mind, I never brought it up. I didn’t want to embarrass or make her uncomfortable.

We were happy to have each other’s company again. All this changed one Friday night. It started like any other weekend. I got done with work, had some virtual happy hours, went for a run, and returned for a nice warm shower. The warm water and a horny mind woke the devil inside me.

Enjoying the hot bath, I started masturbating in the shower. That’s when I heard Deepti knock on the door, asking me to come out ASAP. Cursing my luck, I wrap a towel around my waist and come out dripping water. As I’m out, Deepti pushes me aside and rushes in.

After a couple of minutes, she came out and apologized to me. I ignored her and walked in to resume what I had to pause because of her. As I unwrap my towel, I notice that my dick still holds its shape and is hard as a rock, which surprised me.

I was also concerned if Deepti saw my tent in the towel. But then I dismissed that thought as affecting my hard-on and moved on with the shower. Later that night, it was my turn to cook. I opened a cookbook to cook something new. I was cooking.

I accidentally dropped a can which caused the book to flip and make a mess and fool me. Seeing that, Deepti burst into laughter. When I looked at her, she controlled herself and said, “Looks like all these years, and you haven’t learned anything.”

I looked confused, and she continued, “Look at you, still can’t handle a book, can’t hide your dick.”

“Just like the day we did it for the first time, damn, today is a Deja Vu for me,” she continued getting up from the sofa and walking towards the kitchen.

In my mind, I was like, damn. She did notice my hard-on earlier.

Recovering, I say, “Had I known how to, I would have missed some of the best moments in my life.”

This sparked a conversation between us, which in a gist, went like this.

D – Oh, really!

Me – Yeah, why don’t you think so?

Awkward silence.

Me (again) – Come on, Deepti, I lost my virginity that day to you.

D – So did I.

Me – Yes, thank you for letting me be your first.

D – Thanks to you for the same.

Me (blushing) – TBH never thought it would be with you. No offence, we never had any spark, attraction, or anything, so….

D – None was taken. That’s true. We never, but destiny and fate had other plans.

Me – A plan I would not change a bit off.

D – Me too.

We ended our conversation with a hug, and I went back to cooking and then had dinner. During dinner, we watched a show. I don’t remember, but it had something like ‘let’s recreate the magic once again.’ that sparked an idea in me.

Immediately after dinner, I say to Deepti, “Hey, Deepu, I have an idea. Hear me out, and if you are comfortable and OK, let me know.”

It was nothing but a sex proposal presented in a much more sophisticated way. After I told her my proposal, she went radio silent for a couple of minutes and then gave me a nod and a smile. Seeing the positive sign, I asked her if she could dress up in a saree.

I gave her a detailed description of the attire that best suited her. Listening to my elaborate explanation, she started to mock me and moved to her room. When I asked what happened, she said,” I agreed, but I didn’t say I would do it immediately.”

Even I retreated to my room and was watching some porn and touching myself, and masturbating pretty intensely. It took me a while to cum that night, but after 45 minutes, I guess I came and came hard. Cleaning up and getting ready to sleep, I hear a knock on my door.

As I open the door, I see Deepti standing in her cute baby pink mickey mouse PJs. I don’t know what got into me. But I took a step towards her, grabbed her by her waist, pulled her closer, and locked her lips with mine.

A kiss that was due for 7 years had finally happened. Moving into my room with Deepti tightly held against my body and our lips locked in a battle of dominance. Sucking her lips. Biting them, taking the lower one into my mouth. All the old memories just rushed into my mind.

After a good minute or so of sucking on her beautiful juicy lips, we separated, looking at each other. I could sense the lust in her eyes, and so could she. With no hesitation or second thoughts, I started to strip down. Seeing me even as she began to do the same.

Wow, seeing the woman you lost your virginity to or the woman whose virginity you took always hits you differently. Within no time, we both were naked. My dick was hard again, oozing precum and saluting her gorgeous beauty.

She was stark naked with a clean shaved pussy hiding. Her legs crossed in shyness. Once again, I move close to her squeezing my dick between us. Holding her face with both my hands and pulling it to engage in a beautiful and sensual kiss while slowly falling onto the bed and rolling over it.

In contrast, our hands roam around our back bodies. The kiss was sensual and took its own time while one of my hands explored her naked back. The other was caressing the butt cheeks, massaging them, squeezing and slapping them.

Moving my hand down from her butt to the inner thigh made her jump up. But I held her by the waist. The kiss was broken, a grin on my face and a surprised look on hers.

It was fun seeing her surprised, slowly pinning her down by holding both her hands. I got on top of her and continued kissing. This time the kiss was a bit wilder with sucking, pulling the lips, mainly the lower lip, and pushing my tongue into her mouth.

Moving away from her lips, I gathered her hands to lock them together above her head. I drove down, kissing her neck and chin to her chest region.

The exposed boobs moving up and down due to her heavy breathing made the nipples jiggle a bit, making it very hot to watch. Kissing and sucking on the top region of her boobs and making it red. I moved to my favourite part of a female body, the armpits.

Clean and fresh smelling, I thought to myself, damn, she remembers my fetish. I start licking and kissing the entire region on the left arm, making her smile and twist. While eating her armpit, I move my hand to the right boob and play with it. Circling the nipples and flicking them.

Pushing and pinching it and squeezing the entire boob, making her moan loud. Taking turns with both the armpits kissing, biting, and eating them while squeezing and playing with the opposite boob. I make my way to give the pair of boobs my undivided attention.

I start with the right boob, circle the nipple with my tongue, and bite it. Pull it out while trying to gulp the whole boob into my mouth. Squeezing the other one, pressing the nipple between my fingers as I try to embrace it, I prey on both the boobs alternating between them.

I see them shine with my saliva and red due to my act. Moving down slowly as I satisfy my boob thirst, I kiss her navel and belly button, making her laugh, and moan louder. I twist a lot more so that I lose grip on her hands. Deepti moved her hands into my hair and pressed my face closer to her body.

My journey continues even lower to her hips and the top of her pussy. I pause and move away from the body. I allow my hand to explore her clit and pussy lips by spreading her legs wide for more visual feed.

Slowly but steadily, I push her legs away, exposing her inner thigh and the pussy, which is oozing out wetness. Rubbing my fingers around the corner, I slowly inserted one and started moving in and out. Deepti’s moans matched my movement as I moved my finger, getting louder as I pushed in.

Her wetness was acting like a great lube for my finger. After a while, I tried another finger, making her jump and moan louder than usual. I had to muffle her moans with my other hand. As her pussy got used to my two fingers, I slowly increased the pace.

Rubbing the clit, and inserting deep into her vaginal walls. I was finger fucking her as she closed her eyes and was twisting, trying to control her moans. After a good 15-20 minutes, she had her orgasm with me sucking her nipples. Pressing her boob and fingering her simultaneously.

Her body shivered as she came. Her moans became a gasp for breath. Her eyes opened with a smile on her face, rubbing my fingers drenched in her juices on her navel. Once she gathered herself, she got up, pushed me down, headed straight to my dick, and caught hold of it.

Holding my dick in both hands, she pulled my foreskin down to see my pink mushroom tip shining. It was covered in the pre-cum that oozed out due to her moans and naked body. Starting from the base of the shaft, she started licking the entire length of it.

Once the whole dick was licked, she went to the balls and started kissing and sucking and biting them, making me shout in pain. Rolling her eyes to lock with mine, she gives a smile. Then takes my entire dick into her mouth and starts giving me a blow job.

Over the years, I had a lot of blowjobs. Still, Deepti was different and unique, maybe because she was my first or what I didn’t know. Still, it felt magical and distinct, taking the entire length in at once. She was giving me one of the best blowjobs I had ever had.

Moving her tongue all over it inside her mouth, saliva dripping from the side of her mouth. The slurping sounds of everything were making me go weak in my knees. I got close to cumming, and I asked her to stop. I told her I would like to fuck her, and she gave me a nod.

We both got up from the bed, and I searched for a condom in my closet. She positioned herself on the bed with a pillow under her hips and legs wide stretched. I got the condom and asked her to put it on. She smiled and took it and kissed my dick and licked the pre cum and put the condom on.

Once ready, I placed myself between her legs, bent and kissed the pussy, and licked it, making her moan and twist on the bed. After a good few minutes of licking and kissing the pussy, I got up and kissed both her inner thighs. I held the legs and placed my dick at the entrance of the pussy.

I started rubbing it but not entering inside her. The tease was making her mad, and she shouted to get in. I obliged and pushed my dick inside in a single go making her eyes pop wide and moan louder and hug me. Pulling me down onto her.

Pausing for her to adjust to my length, I slowly started moving my dick in and out of her. Increasing my pace, I held her, started fucking her, and rhythmically moved my dick. She slowly started matching my rhythm. Kissing her lips and trying to grab her boobs, I keep pounding her in a missionary position.

With my legs over my shoulder, I keep thrusting inward and hitting her vaginal walls. Making her shout and moan while her head moves in rhythm with her moans. Pushing myself away from her, I keep my thumping going on while I try and reach my hand over her clit to rub it with my dick fucking her pussy.

That way, I make her moan louder and have an orgasm while fucking her. As she has another orgasm, she hugs me tight, pulling me onto herself, and her body shivers. Kissing her gently, I pull myself out and ask her to come on top. She nods and positions herself squatting on top of me, holding her hips.

I lift myself, and she lowers herself for us to unite again. With the dick going deep inside her, hands over her head, and loud moans. Her boobs with erect nipples were swinging up and down in front of my face.

Grabbing the boobs, I start squeezing them and pressing the nipples between my fingers. Making her eyes pop wide open and her moans turn into shouts. I hug her and fuck her in the lotus position. I make her ride me as I keep pushing myself deeper and deeper into her.

Falling back and trying to hug her again, I thumped her deeper and faster. Laying on my back, I got hold of her ass cheeks and started pushing my hips towards the ceiling. With all my might, I made her moan louder and move her hips in sync with mine.

With her hair, boobs swinging with every thrust, her body jumping up and down on mine, and her moans stuttering, Deepti and I were in full motion. Sucking on her nipples, kissing her lips, biting her neck and boobs. I was having a blast, biting my neck, kissing, and biting my chest. I guess even she was.

Finally, after a while, I was close to cumming. She wanted me to cum inside her even though I was wearing a condom. Obliging to her request, I started going full force with her shivering and swinging. The semen built inside me shot into the tip of the condom with full force.

I let out a loud moan, hugged her, and fell onto the bed, panting and sweating. While she gasped and collected herself and pushed her hair back from falling onto her face, and smiled at me.

“Fuck Krish! My dad shouldn’t have accepted that transfer back then. I missed this a lot.” Deepti hugs me, and we slowly and gradually fall asleep, kissing each other while hugging tight.

That’s how folks I had in my past visit me, stay with me for 5 months. It makes me relive every moment again and enjoy Deepti one more time before we bid farewell appropriately this time.

Thanks for reading about this adventure in my life, and I hope to meet you all soon with a few more experiences. Until then, please be safe, and in the meanwhile, if anyone would like to know more, have a conversation, or just say hi, you can reach me at [email protected].

I didn’t quite explain about myself in the last story. So, to tell you about me, I am John, a football player with an athletic build. I am about 5’11 in height and I have an 8-inches long dick.

I have already told about my friend Zeeshan and his hot sister Zaira in my previous story, do check it out.

So, coming to this story. It took place about 4 months after I had banged my friend’s sister Zaira in her bedroom. After that incident, I couldn’t control myself whenever I see Zaira. So, mostly when I get the urge in Zeeshan’s house, I would go to the restroom and see the video I shot of fucking her and masturbate.

Zaira never spoke about that incident or indicated any signs that she wanted to do it again. It was becoming very uncomfortable and I started to avoid Zeeshan saying, “I have work” or would go when Zaira was not around.

After 4 months, it was Zaira’s birthday and Zeeshan forced me to come to it. I went there hesitantly and that was where I met this new girl. She was Zaira’s closest friend, Krithika. OMG, what a beauty! She had these big melons that you would usually see on MILF and a busty ass. She was a bit traditional and wore a light blue churidar which was a bit tight with leggings and without a dupatta.

As the celebrations began, my friend’s sister Zaira wore a corset-type dress that ended just above her knee and was clinging to her body highlighting her assets. As she bend down to blow out the candles, I got a good view of those mountains. It was 4 months and I wanted to tear Zaria clothes and fuck her in front of her parents, but I controlled myself. At this time, Krithika was serving snacks and she bend down to give me the plate and I saw those huge mountains. It was getting out of hand.

I went to the terrace to cool it off. Zeeshan found me with Krithika and another friend of hers named Melissa who was a bit dusky but great athletic build, medium-sized firm breasts and firm medium-sized buns after about an hour or so. Zeeshan wanted to drink but I know that he would be out of control if he gets too drunk.

So, we started with a beer. Krithika doesn’t drink. As the rounds started, Zeeshan started pricking on Krithika. Krithika started arguing back and then Zeeshan said that she doesn’t have the guts.

Krithika, to prove him wrong, gulped an entire bottle of beer. After a while, Zeeshan was sloshed and I along with Melissa went to put him to bed. As I saw from the terrace, the dance party was still going on downstairs.

When I went to the girls, Melissa was missing and Krithika was laying there. She was saying something and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. There she was, lying with her churidar above her navel. I was so horny.

I went near her and kissed her. She first resisted a little but then smiled after seeing me and complied. I went on to press her boobs as she let out a moan. I held on to the collar of the churidar and tore it to reveal her big melons. They were hanging inside her black push-up bra, waiting to be let out. I let them loose before I started sucking on them. She was moaning in pleasure.

As this was going on, I slid my hand into the hot girl’s pussy. It was dripping wet and I tasted it. I removed her leggings and buried my face in between her legs. She let out a huge moan and wrapped her legs around my head, locking it with her pussy.

I started sucking the sexy girl’s pussy and also started fingering her. I increased one finger at a time with a continuous rhythm. She squirted on my face and I loved it.

Then I removed my jeans and placed my cock in between her big breasts and started a boob-job. Oh! What a sight! An innocent face giving me a boob-job. I sat back as she got up and started to suck my dick. I took a photo with flash as it was dark.

She was on her knees and with her tongue, she started to lick my balls all the way to the tip before she gulped it in her mouth. She was deep-throating and I was so horny that I got hold of her long hair in a bundle and started face-fucking her. This went on for some time till she was gagged and out of breath.

After that, I made her lie down and entered her pussy in the missionary position. It was so tight that as my tip entered her, she shouted in pain. I pushed in with half of the length and she was in so much pain. She dug her nails into my arms. She was a virgin and I started to move my dick in and out.

In a few minutes, the pain turned into pleasure and Krithika was taking my cock in its full length. As she was reaching her orgasm, she curled her legs around me, enclosing me at my hips.

After that, I made her drop on all fours and started fucking her in doggy-style. I caught hold of her long hair and pulled it as I was pumping her up, She reached another orgasm. I let go of her for two minutes as her leg started shaking from the orgasm and then started again. I was about to cum when she said she wanted to ride me.

I got on the floor and she got on top of me. She held my cock and guided it into her pussy. As she was riding, I switched on the flashlight to see that beautiful sight I dreamed of. As soon as I saw it, WOW! The Bounce! Chanceless! She stopped riding and was grinding every 5 minutes.

After a while, I came while she was riding. As she was trying to get up, so I can pull out. I held her hips and forced her to sit on my dick while came. I came into her pussy.

As I let her go, she fell to the side and her pussy was overflowing with my cum. Beauty! I took my phone and took a photo to remember this. She was in tears as she was scared of getting pregnant.

I told her not to worry and that I would go and get an I-pill immediately. I put my finger inside the hot girl’s pussy and took some of my cum and gave it to her to taste. She was hesitant but I pinched her nipple nicely and she took it in her mouth.

I went to Zeeshan’s room and got her a t-shirt and shorts as I had torn her churidar. She wanted to clean herself, so we went to Zaira’s room. I made her walk naked with the chance that anyone could see her.

We went to Zaira’s room and was still dripping with cum and with cum on her legs. I made her spread her legs on the table and recorded a video asking her, “Who is cum it was?”, “How did she get it?” and made her say that she was a cum-loving slut who loves to have her pussy hole filled with cum.

I enjoyed the recording session and then she cleaned up and I went and got her an I-pill.

I took her to the guest bedroom and slept there. Early morning, we had another session which was recorded and I made her say, “I am cum-loving slut who will open her legs to anyone who wishes to fill my holes” and before anyone woke up, I dropped her back home so that no one knows that this happened!

Agle din subha ko maine hi Sushma aur Monika ko khulasa kar diya, ki maine Nilam ki mummy yani ki saas ki chudai ki. Sushma aur Monika dono ko maine hidayat di ki, ye baat kisi ko nahi batani thi.

Raat ko saas ne room mein jaate hi darwaza band karke besharmi se khud hi poore kapde utaar diye. Fir usne mujhe daboch liya, aur betahasha choomne lagi. Honth chooste hue wo meri jeebh choosne lagi. Mere dono hath naram-naram medium boobs pe the, jinko dabate hue chooste hue  maine halke se daant bhi gadaye.

Saas ne bhi mere nipples chooste hue lund ko hath se dabaya. Fir lund ki tareef karte hue usko muh mein hi le liya, aur aage-peeche karke jeebh se chaat-te hue choosne lagi. Fir maine chudai shuru ki. 2 baar paani nikal gaya uska, aur uske baad hi mera nikla.

Fir saas ne kaha: Tera bahut hi bada hai, pet tak hila deta hai. Ek biwi hoti teri to tu to faad hi daalta. Isliye tujhe kismat ne 3 biwiyan dekar sahi kiya hai.

Maine kaha: Abhi to ek round aur karunga.

To  wo  jhidakte hue boli: Biwii samjha hai kya mujhe? Main dobara nahi loongi. Jaake apni us moti Sushma ya Monika ko kar. Aur haa, Nilam se abhi door hi rehna. Wo to bechari bachhi hai. (Aur wo karwat lekar sone lagi)

Fir main utha, aur chupke se jhaanka to dekha Sushma neend ke naatak mein padi thi. Aur Amit ne uske pet ko sehlate hue nabhi mein ungli daal ke hilaya. Pet pe hi sar rakh ke wo chori-chori se boobs ke ubharon ko neeche side se sehlate hue baahar ki taraf kheench raha tha. Nipples baahar aane pe usne choose bhi.

Ye sab dekh kar mera to firse khada ho gaya, aur maine jaa kar Monika ki chudai ki. 7 din tak saas aur sala raha. Saas ki roz hi chudai ki maine. Saas jaane ke baad firse hum chaaro ne masti ki. Tabhi 5-6 dino baad pata chala, ki maa ko doctor se dikhane pita ji aa rahe the. Yaani ki firse chudai ki azaadi chinn-ne wali thi.

Lekin Monu aur Sushma ki baatein yaad thi, ki pita ji ki neeyat kharab thi Sushma aur Monika pe.  Fir maa aur pita ji aa gaye. Maa to bistar pe hi thi. Pita ji ko naashta khaana sab Sushma, Nilam, Monika hi laa kar deti rahi. Pita ji ne kami nikaal-nikaal ke Sushma aur Monika ko hadkana shuru to kar diya. Wo Monika aur Sushma ko manhoos aur daayan, apne patiyon ko khaa gayi, jaise katu shabd bolte hue un dono ko hadkaate rahe.

Nilam ko to unhone peeth pe hath ferte hue paas bithaya, aur fir kamar mein hath daal ke apne paas kheenchte hue maathe pe kiss kiya. Nilam ke duble-pann pe chinta bhi jatayi unhone.

Kuch der baad Sushma aayi, to pita ji ne uske motaape pe ulta-palta bolte hue pet ko ungli se dabaya aur patla hone ki naseehat di. Sushma kapde dho rahi thi handpump ke paas baith kar. Usko nahana bhi tha, isliye sirf petticoat aur blouse mein hi thi.

Fir pita ji pahunch gaye achanak hi, aur baatein karne lage. Unhone uski peeth pe hath rakha. Sushma sehmi hui si unki baaton ka jawaab deti rahi.

Sushma ke bade-bade tarbooz jaise boobs ki ghaatiya bhi gehrayi tak dikh rahi thi, kyunki blouse ka upar ka button khula tha. Usne socha bhi nahi tha, ki pita ji aa jayenge. Pita ji ki nazre wahi pad bhi rahi thi.

Fir pita ji ne Nilam, Sushma aur Monika se ghuma-fira ke poocha bhi, ki main kaha sota hu, aur un teeno ko touch karta hu ya nahi, baatein kaise karta hu. Fir teeno ne hi bataya, ki main unse  door-door rehta hu. Un teeno se sun kar pita ji ko tasalli hui, ki main kisi ki taraf bhi aakarshit nahi tha, aur naa hi chudai karta tha.

Raat ko pita ji aur maa ek room mein, Nilam Sushma aur Monika doosre mein, aur mujhe hall mein sone ki hi adjustment hui. Neend aa bhi nahi rahi thi, isliye main laptop khol ke adult films dekhne laga. Pita ji uthe, aur dekha ki beta padh raha tha. To unhone mere sar pe hath fera, aur chale gaye. Wo check karne aaye the, ki hum log kar kya rahe the.

Fir kuch der baad mummy ko neend ki goli khaane se neend aa gayi. Tab khud hi unhone khaansi ke bahane se Sushma ko bula liya, aur kaha-

Papa ji: Teri saas ke paas hi so jaa. Nahi to khaansi zor se aayi to ultiyan bhi hongi. Isliye yahi so jaa. Sushma kya karti, baat maan-ni hi thi unki.

Fir papa ji ne mujhe kaha: Bete tu jaa kar so jaa, subha padh lena.

Main chala gaya, aur jaa ke chupke se pita ji ke room mein jhaankne laga, ki pita ji so jaye to main chudai karu Monika aur Nilam ki. Lekin pita ji ke room ka nazara to kuch aur hi tha. Pita ji Sushma se baatein kar rahe the zameen pe biche gadde pe baith kar.

Unhone Sushma ko uske bachhe aur pati ki yaad dila ke ruwansa kar diya tha usko. Fir wo puchkaarte hue pyar se peeth aur gaal sehla rahe the uski. Sushma bhi pita ji ke is dulaar se aashswast thi. Fir pita ji ne Sushma ka sar god mein rakh liya, aur sar ke baalon mein hath ferte hue gadrayi mulayam peeth pe hath ferne lage.

Fir Sushma ka muh apni taraf kiya to Sushma leti hi rahi, aur uska sar ab pita ji ki god mein tha. Uska chehra pita ji ki taraf tha. Pita ji ne jhuk kar pyar se uske maathe pe kiss kiya, aur fir gaal pe kiss kiya. Fir yaha-waha ki baat karte hue Sushma ke motaape ki chinta jatate hue pet pe hath rakh ke sehlana aur dabana shuru kiya.

Uske baad wo dheere se ungli ko nabhi mein ghusa ke ruk gaye. Wo baatein karte hue nabhi ko ungli se hila rahe the. Wo nabhi gehraiyon tak naapte hue nabhi ki tareef karne lage.

Sushma sakpaka si gayi thi, aur laaj ke kaaran bas itna hi boli-

Sushma: Chhodhiye na pita ji gudgudi ho rahi hai.

Pita ji ne ansuna kar diya, aur bagal mein hi let gaye Sushma ke. Nabhi mein ungli hilate hue unhone pet se muh sata liya. Fir nabhi ke andar jeebh ghusa ke chaatne lage. Sushma bas darte hue se itna hi bol rahi thi-

Sushma: Chhodhiye na.

Fir Pita ji ne gudgudi si mulayam aur gehri nabhi ko choosna shuru kar diya, aur 2 minute tak chooste hi rahe. Unhone daant gada diye to Sushma ki halki cheekh nikli. Fir pita ji ne muh pet se hata liya, aur bole-

Pita ji: Bahu tum bahut seedhi ho. Itna khayaal karti ho, isliye maine tum par jo gussa kiya, uske liye afsos karte hue pyar udhel raha tha. Kya main tumse apnapan nahi rakh sakta?

Sushma: Nahi pita ji, aapka gussa bhi hum logon ke liye aashirwad hi to hai.

Fir pita ji ne kaha ki unko doodh ke sath dawayi leni thi. Jabki pita ji ko ache se pata tha, ki raat ko bache hue doodh ka dahi jamaya jaa chuka tha.

Sushma: Pita ji doodh to khatam ho chuka hai. Ab kaise hoga? Itni raat bhi ho gayi hai.

Pita ji: Dawayi to leni hi hogi, nahi to mera dawayi ka itne dino se hua asar bekaar ho jayega. Ek kaam kar, tere to boobs mein doodh aata hoga. Uske sath hi le loonga.

Sushma: Magar pita ji?

Pita ji: Magar-wagar kya bahu? Zinda rehne ke liye insan ko to jaanwaro ka pata nahi kya-kya dawayi mein mila ke khaana padta hai, aur tum ho ki. Chhodho ye buddha mare ya jiye, tumko kya ?

Sushma: Nahi-nahi pita ji, aisa matt boliye. Aap jaisa kahenge wahi karungi.

Pita ji: Chhodho, duniya bahut dekhi hai maine. Rehne do dekhi jaayegi. Marru ya jiyu.

Sushma darr si gayi, aur usne maafi maangte hue guhaar ki.  Pita ji ne uski maafi ko maante hue ek pudiya nikali, aur kaha-

Pita jo: Blouse kholo.

Hichkichate hue se dheere-dheere karke Sushma ne blouse poora hi khol diya. Tarbooz jaise bade-bade gore doodhiya rang ke boobs aur pink colour ke nipple the uske. Aur uske paas ka pink ghera dekh kar to kisi ka bhi mann dol hi jaye.

Fir pita ji ne boobs pe bade aahiste se hath fera aur kaha-

Pita ji: Ye bahut hi bade aur sundar hai bahu.

Aur ye kehye hue unhone boobs ko halke se dabaya. Fir jab nipple ko dabaya, to thoda sa doodh baahar gir gaya. Fir wo muh mein dawayi ki pudiya daal ke dono boobs ko baari-baari aam ki tarah dabate hue pilpilate hue chooste rahe.

Boobs chooste hue pita ji ne Sushma ko baahon mein bhar kar peeth ko hatho se dabaya, aur honth bhi choosne lage. Sushma ki darr ki awaaz mein dheere se kiye aitraaz ko pita ji ne ansuna kar diya. Fir Sushma ke pet aur nabhi ko chooste hue unhone saree kholni shuru ki.

Sushma: Ye theek nahi hai pita ji, bahu hu  main aapki.

Pita ji: Chup reh, doodh pilata hai koi sasur ko? Doodh pilana theek tha kya?

Fir pita ji ne jabran hi saree aur petticoat khol diya. Sushma khud ko bachaane ki koshish karne lagi. Is tarah se, pita ji aur Sushma mein gutham-guthi ho kar ek doosre pe haavi hone ki ladayi hoti rahi. Pita ji bahut hi taaqatwar the, aur Sushma bhi gadraye hue shareer ki maalkin thi.

Pita ji ne Sushma ko jakad liya, aur ek baar mein hi apna 11 inch ka lund jo ki mere jitna hi bada tha, ghused diya. Sushma ne aisa naatak karte hue awaaz nikali, ki maano pehli baar itna bada lund ghusa ho. Pita ji lund ghusa ke ruke, aur pooche-

Pita ji: Kya hua?

Sushma: Pita ji ye kya kiya aapne? Apne hi bete ki biwi ki nahi chhodha. Aur itni bedardi se ghusedha hai aapne, pet ki nabhi tak dhakka mehsoos hua. Bahut hi bada hai aapka. Mujhe chhodh dijiye, marr jaungi main.

Pita ji: Ab ghus hi gaya hai, to poori chudai hone de. Tujhe dekh kar raha nahi gaya mujhse. Tu bhi to pyasi rahi hogi?

Sushma: Pyasi to thi babu ji, lekin pyas dabi hui thi. Aapne to aaj aag laga di, aur faad bhi dala. Ab aap ne hadd paar kar hi di, to poora kar lijiye.

Pita ji: Kuch der bhool jaa, aur soch main tera pati hu. Aur tu agar sath de, to maza doguna ho jayega.

Sushma ne haami jatayi, aur pita ji ko jakad liya, aur kaha-

Sushma:: Theek hai, maze hi lene hai to aap ek baar lund ko baahar nikalo.

Fir pita ji ne 2-3 jhatke dekar lund ko nikaal liya.

Sushma ne lund ko saaf kiya kapde se aur chut ko bhi. Fir pita ji ko lita kar unke kaan, honth, gardan, nipple chooste hue nabhi ko choosne lagi. Pita ji moan karne lage “aahh bahu maza aa gaya”.

Pita ji ko ulta karke gaand ki darar ko jeebh se chaat-te hue gaand ke chedh ko choosa Sushma ne. Fir gotiyon tak jeebh fer kar pita ji ko apne upar lita ke wo boli-

Sushma: Pita ji ab chodiye apni bahu ko, lekin naazukta se.

Fir pita ji ne chudai shuru ki, aur dono hath se boobs ko zor-zor se poori taaqat se nichoda. Unhone boobs pe daant gada ke daag kiye, aur 11 inch ke lund se Sushma ki chudai karte hue do baar paani nikaal diya. Sushma bhi jhad gayi thi.

Ab dono hi paseene se lathpath the. Ye dekh kar mera bhi khada ho gaya. Main chup-chaap jaa kar bistar pe leta, kyunki maloom tha abhi pita ji toilet jaa ke saaf karenge khud ko aur Sushma bhi.

Un dono ke toilet jaa kar aane ke baad darwaza fir lock hua, to maine dekha pita ji ne firse poore kapde utaar liye aur Sushma ke bhi utaar diye.

Ab wo Sushma ke pet pe hi sar rakh ke sone lage. Mere liye ab maidaan saaf tha. Main seedhe Monika aur Nilam ke kamre mein gaya, aur Monika ke boobs ko choos ke doodh piya, aur Monika ki chudai ki. Fir jan main apne kamre mein jaane laga, to mann hua ek baar fir dekhu to sahi kya ho raha tha

Pita ji aur Sushma firse taiyaari karne mein lage the. Pita ji god mein lete hue the, aur Sushma ka doodh pee rahe the. Sushma bhi jhuk ke pita ji ke nipple chooste hue hath se lund ko aage-peeche kar rahi thi. Kuch der baad dono hi 69 ki postion mein aa gaye, aur pita ji ke lund ke upar baith kar Sushma uchalti rahi.

Fir achanak pita ji ne usko neeche kiya, aur chudai shuru kar di. Sushma ka paani to nikal gaya, lekin pita ji lagataar ghapa-ghap dete rahe. Sushma ki aahhh nikal gayi. Chudai ke baad pita ji ne kaha-

Pita ji:  Tu jaa kar Rakesh ke kamre mein so ja. Wo seedha hai, aur gehri neend mein hai. Kisi ko pata bhi nahi lagega. Teri saas ne subha uth ke dekh liya to hungama kar degi.

Fir main chup-chaap apne room mein jaa kar neend ki acting ki. Sushma mere kamre mein aa gayi kapde pehan kar, aur room ko lock kiya. Wo mere bagal mein let gayi sone ke liye. Main jaan hi gaya tha, ki ab aur nahi chudwa sakegi Sushma. Isliye uska blouse khol ke boobs chooste aur dabate hue aur pet ko kayi jagah se chooste hue so gaya.

Hello dosto mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh. Aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le ki main apki hot bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar ap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

Main 34 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekhke pant se bahar aane lagta hai woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah pel sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani.

Ab main shuru karti hu apni ‘Complaint Karne Jaane Se Leke, Chudai Ki Class Tak’ ka agla part. Is part ka maza lene ke liye pichle parts zaroor padhe.

Pichle part main aapne padha tha, ki jab Amit mujhe bina chode chala gaya, to main Heena ke sath hotel se nikal rahi thi. Lekin tabhi meri nazar hotel ke cleaner par padi.

Us cleaner ki nazro mein mere liye wahi hawas thi, jo har aurat ek mard mein dekhna chaahti hai. Fir main uske sath gayi, aur woh mujhe ek sweet room mein le gaya. Waha jaake usne poora maza leke meri chut aur gaand ko choda.

Mujhe bhi uski chudai se badi santushti mili. Fir main waha se wapas ghar aa gayi. Ab aage badhte hai.

Agle din Heena mujhe class mein mili. Woh mujhe dekh kar muskura rahi thi. Tabhi usne water break ke liye mujhse poocha, aur maine usko allow kar diya. Jab woh class se bahar jaa rahi thi, to mera dhyan uski chaal par gaya.

Woh thoda alag tareeke se chal rahi thi. Uski chaal se aisa lag raha tha, jaise usko pain ho rahi ho. Maine socha ki pichli raat to uski sirf chut hi chudi thi, to is tarah se chalne ka kya reason ho sakta tha.

Fir maine class khatam ki, aur staffroom mein chali gayi. Uske baad maine recess mein Heena ko mere paas aane ka message bheja. Tab mujhe pata chala, ki woh jaa chuki thi. Fir maine socha, ki shaam ko usse phone par baat karungi.

Shaam ko maine usko call ki.

Main: Kaisi ho Heena?

Heena: Main theek hu mam, aap batao kaise ho?

Main: Main bilkul theek hu. Kal tere jaane ke baad maine waha bahut maza kiya. Mujhe koi mil gaya tha, jisse maine apni chut aur gaand marwayi.

Heena: Madam mere sath bhi aisa hi kuch hua tha. Main waha se nikli to seal-packed gaand leke nikli thi. Lekin ghar pahunchne se pehle meri gaand faad di gayi thi.

Main: Sach mein!? Tabhi aaj tumhari chaal badli-badli thi.

Heena: Aap ne notice kar liya?

Main: Itni chudai ke baad bhi agar main ye na notice kar paayi. To iska matlab zindagi mein maine kuch nahi seekha. Chal bata ab ki kya hua tha?

Fir Heena ne apni kahani shuru ki. Ab aage ki kahani Heena ki zubaan se.

Aapke jaane ke baad 2-3 minute mein cab aa gayi. Main cab mein baith gayi, aur driver ko chalne ko kaha.

Cab ka driver ek jawaan ladka tha. Woh koi 25-26 saal ka hoga. Uski height 5’9” thi, aur woh smart lag raha tha. Jab main car mein baithi thi, to woh rear view mirror se meri jaangho ko taak raha tha.

Pehle maine usko notice nahi kiya, lekin jab maine usko notice kiya, to usne apni aankhen meri jaangho se hata li. Mere andar to pehle se chudai ki aag lagi hui thi. To maine socha kyu na uske sath thoda khel lu.

Ye soch kar maine jaan-boojh kar apni taange khol di. Kyuki maine skirt pehni hui thi, to meri taango ke beech mein se panty dikh rahi thi. Ab uska dhyan road par kam, aur mujh par zyada tha.

Fir maie side se uske lund ki taraf dekha, jo khada ho chuka tha. Usko aur tadpane ke liye main aage ki taraf jhuk gayi, taaki usko meri cleavage ka nazara dikh sake. Ab woh rare view mirror mein mujhe dekhte hue apne honth kaat raha tha.

Aisa lag raha tha, jaise woh mujhe khaa jana chaahta ho. Woh bhi samajh chuka tha, ki main ye sab jaan-boojh ke kar rahi thi. Jab usse bardaasht nahi hua, to woh bol pada-

Driver: Madam agar itni aag hai, to main bujha du kya?

Main: Tere paas itna paani hai, jo meri aag ko bujha sake?

Driver: Madam paani to itna hai, ki tujhe nehlaa du.

Main: Acha?

Driver: Nahi yakeen aata, to aazma kar dekh lo.

Main: Aur agar paani kam pad gaya to?

Driver: Fir jo tum bologi, woh karunga.

Main: Ok.

Driver: Lekin agar maine tumhari aag shaant kar di, to kya?

Main: Jo tum kaho.

Driver: Pakka naa? Baad mein mukar mat jana.

Main: Bilkul nahi.

Fir driver ne gaadi ek sunsaan jagah ki taraf mod li. Waha jungle jaisa kuch area tha. Fir usne mujhe gaadi se utarne ko kaha, aur main bhi utar gayi. Woh mere paas aaya, aur usne mujhe apni baahon mein bhar liya. Fir woh mere hontho par jhapat pada, aur paaglo ki tarag kiss karne lag gaya.

Maine bhi uska sath dena shuru kar diya. Usne jaldi se meri skirt neeche utaar di, aur panty ke upar se meri gaand masalne lag gaya. Fir usne mujhe ghuma liya, aur apne ghutno par baith gaya.

Usne apna muh meri gaand par laga liya, aur usko soonghne aur choomne lag gaya. Fir usne meri panty neeche ki, aur meri gaand ke cheer mein apni jeebh ghumane lag gaya. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha.

Kuch der woh aise hi meri gaand chaat-ta raha. Usko dekh kar mujhe aisa lag raha tha, jaise meri gaand nahi koi chocolate chaat raha ho. Fir usne mujhe ghuma liya, aur meri chut par apni jeebh ragadne lag gaya.

Meri chut to pehle se paani chodh rahi thi. Woh meri chut ke ched mein jeebh daalne laga, aur chut ki faanko ko choosne laga. Mujhe bada maza aa raha tha.

Fir usne mujhe ghutno ke bal baithne ko bola, aur khud khada ho gaya. Fir usne apni pant aur underwear ek sath utaar diye. Underwear utarte hi uska lamba aur mota lund mere saamne aa gaya. Uska lund kam se kam 10 inch ka hoga.

Uske lund ko dekh kar to main khush hi ho gayi. Main ab bas itni dua kar rahi thi, ki jitna tagda uska lund tha, utna tagda hi uska stamina bhi ho. Fir usne apne lund ko hath mein liya, aur mere hontho par ragadne lag gaya.

Main samajh gayi thi, ki mujhe kya karna tha. Fir maine apne muh se jeebh baahar nikali, aur uske lund par firane lag gayi. Woh meri taraf khush hoke dekh raha tha. Jab maine uske lund ko apne muh mein dala, to usne mere baal pakad liye.

Uske baad woh mere muh mein taabad-tod dhakke dene laga. Mere muh se uske lund ka precum, aur meri thook mix hoke baahar aa rahi thi. Woh lund poora mere gale mein daal deta, aur wahi ruk jata. Fir jab meri saans band hone lagti, tab woh lund baahar nikaal leta.

Isi tarah usne 15 minute mera lund choosa. Fir usne mujhe khada kiya, aur meri top aur bra utaar di. Bra utarte hi mere stann uchal kar baahar aa gaye. Fir woh mere stanno par jhapat pada. Woh paaglo ki tarah mere stann choosne lag gaya.

Usne mujhe ghuma liya, aur peeche se mere stanno ko masalne laga. Ab uska bada sa lund meri gaand par touch ho raha tha. Fir usne meri gardan ko peeche se pakda, aur mujhe gaadi ke bonnet par jhuka diya.

Maine apne hath bonnet par rakh liye, aur apni gaand baahar ki taraf nikaal li. Badi hi utsuk thi main apni gaand marwane ke liye. Fir usne dobara se meri gaand chaatni shuru kar di.

Bada maza aa raha tha mujhe. Main soch rahi thi, ki jab gaand chatwane mein itna maza hai, to chudwane mein kitna hoga. Fir usne apna lund meri gaand par set kiya. Tabhi maine usse poocha-

Main: Chut nahi maaroge kya?

Driver: Mujhe seal todne mein zyada maza aata hai. Chut to teri pehle se fatti hui hogi.

Ye bol kar usne apna lund meri gaand ke ched par set kar liya. Isse main kuch soch paati, usne ek zor ka dhakka lagaya. Uske lund ka topa meri gaand mein chala gaya, aur meri jaan nikal gayi.

Itne mein hi mujhe pata chal gaya ki isme bahut dard hone wala tha, aur main side hatne lagi. Lekin us ladke ne mujhe kass ke pakad liya, aur lund ko push karne laga. Main uski pakad se chhoot nahi paa rahi thi.

Woh lund push karta raha, aur meri zor ki cheekhen nikalti rahi. Door-door tak koi nahi tha, aur bas meri cheekhen goonj rahi thi. 2-3 minute mein uska poora lund meri gaand mein jaa chuka tha.

Dheere-dheere mujhe maza aane lag gaya. Maine peeche dekha, to meri gaand se khoon bhi nikla hua tha. Fir usne mere baal pakde, aur tez-tez dhakke dene laga. Meri taange kaamp rahi thi, aur meri gaand chud rahi thi.

Ab mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Thap-thap ki awaaze aa rahi thi, aur woh mujhe kisi kutiya ki tarah chod raha tha. Ab main usko bol rahi thi-

Main: Aahh ahh zor se karo, aur zor se. Poora dum lagao.

Fir unse apna ek hath meri chut par rakha, aur fingering karne laga. Main maze ki charam seema par thi. Ek taraf meri gaand chud rahi thi, aur doosri taraf meri chut ko bhi maza mil raha tha.

15 minute usne mujhe aise hi choda. Meri chut ne paani chhodh diya tha. Fir uske dhakke zor ke ho gaye, aur agle kuch hi dhakko mein usne meri gaand ko apne paani se bhar diya.

Ab main poori tarah se santusht ho chuki thi. Mujhse chala bhi nahi jaa raha tha. Fir usne mujhe cab mein bithaya, aur mere ghar ki taraf chal pada. Raaste mein woh bola-

Driver: Kyu, maza aaya?

Main: Haa bohut.

Driver: Shart yaad hai naa?

Main: Haa bolo, mujhe kya karna hoga?

Iske aage kya hua, woh aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Hello, my fellow readers of ISS. I have seen many people share the most amazing and arousing sexual experiences of their life here. I loved reading and fantasizing about them all. So it only made sense that I should share mine.

My name is Rajeev, and I am a simple middle-class married man. Mostly I live a normal life with my loving wife and a cute daughter. I love my 9-to-5 job, although it can sometimes get stressful. I usually don’t keep any secrets from my wife.

A few months back, our company hired new interns. Among them was a young girl who frequently flirted with me. There was an incident where, while we were discussing something in the conference room. She dropped her pen to the ground.

Then as she went down to look, she opened a couple of buttons of her shirt to seduce me with her cleavage. I’m not proud of saying this, but it worked. Seeing my erection, she cheered, saying, “I found it,” and quickly grabbed my dick.

At one point, the situation was so uncomfortable that I had to end her monthly review early. Then I went to the office bathroom to jerk off. I felt so guilty that I told everything to my wife. Then one day, I asked the intern for a lunch date where my wife joined us. We talked and settled the matter then and there.

I made it very clear, “I belong to my wife only.”

Having said all this, there is one secret that I couldn’t dare reveal to my wife. I have just gone too far along with it. If I talk about this with my wife, it could even end our marriage. The guilt of this shameful act kills me every day, especially around Raksha Bandhan.

So I have finally decided to share it with you guys, anonymously, of course.

Let’s call her Swara. Why Swara? Because she looks like the actress Swara Bhaskar but hotter and fairer. Just like me, Swara is also married and has two children. Even then, we have maintained this secret tradition. Every year on Raksha Bandhan, I go to her place.

She ties a rakhi around my wrist. We eat food cooked by her, we chat, and while being surrounded by her family relatives, we find a way for a quick fuck. The sex we have is purely for pleasure. Just a way to keep our bond strong despite living in different cities. I live in Mumbai while she lives in Pune.

Nothing more. Although, she often jokes that if our spouses die in the future, we promise to get married to each other. I know she does not mean it. She loves her husband, and I love my wife.

Every year when we fuck, I fear being caught and our lives being ruined because of that. Hence whenever the Raksha Bandhan festival approaches, my blood pressure shoots up. Hence today, I have decided to get this burden off my chest by telling you the story of how it all began.

This happened over a decade ago when we both were in college. Swara was a beautiful girl in our society. She is two years older than me. But in seventh grade, she had to repeat her year, so she ended up in my class. Since then, I have been in love with her.

Despite being in the same society, then in the same class in school, and then in college, I never dared to talk to her. I was too intimidated by her beauty and sexiness. Even our friend circles were different.

Whenever there was a social function, I stared at her like a creep. Swara is proud of her appearance, so she never hesitates to show off. Even then, she used to wear deep-neck dresses that displayed some cleavage, decent enough to be accepted by our society.

I never dared to talk to her. I feared I wouldn’t be able to take my eyes off her beautiful cleavage.

For years we lived together and studied together, but we never interacted. Then one day, this happened. Swara was, as usual, beautiful, chatting with her friends outside the college. She wore a cute tight green T-shirt with a deep neck and jeans.

I, too, was there but far standing with my friends. My nerdy friends used to motivate me, saying that I should make a move. “Make a move, idiot! If any one of us is capable of making her girlfriend, then it is you.”

While they continued to tease me, I kept my eyes on Swara. She smiled, laughed, gasped, and jumped with excitement. Her every reaction and every motion made her boobs squeeze as if they had a language of their own. I was in awe of her beautiful cleavage. Sadly I was not alone.

A handsome hunk boldly approached her. He confidently talked to her. Then when the moment felt right, he went for it. In public, in front of her friends and other college students, he grabbed her right boob shaking it.

Swara felt embarrassed. She gave a tight slap across his bony cheek, but it only made her hand hurt. She pulled up her dress as much as possible and covered her chest with her hands. It was a very awkward position, and whoever was watching it didn’t know how to react.

“Now is the time for you to shine,” said my friend, showing me his bike’s key. He did not expect what would happen next.

“Damn right, it’s time,” I said, taking the key from him.

Before he would stop me, I was gone. I started the bike and drove next to where Swara was. Gathering all my anger and confidence, I said, “Swara, come with me.”

She knew me, but we had never talked before. Still, when I called her, she came. Sitting behind me, I took her home. On the way, she hugged me tightly from behind while resting her chin on my shoulder. I could feel that she was crying.

Also, her tight grip around my waist told me that she was happy I made this move. Just before reaching our locality, I stopped the bike on an empty highway.

“Why did you stop here?” she asked.

“You might want to wipe your tears before going home,” I said, giving her my handkerchief.

She smiled, wiped her tears, and asked, “Who are you?”

What she meant was, why didn’t I show this confident side of mine before? One reason we could have a proper conversation on the highway and not before was because she had pulled up her top and her ample cleavage was no longer visible.

I took her to our society. She held my hand and took me to her home. There Swara told everyone how I courageously stood up to the bully, protected her, and brought her home safely. She might have added a few details that never happened but made me sound like a hero.

Her family and relatives there, for some reason, cheered hearing that. They thanked me, patted my back, and expressed their gratitude. Swara’s mother brought a lot of snacks, sweets and other tasty items to make me eat. She fed me a couple of items herself.

I was sitting and chatting with her cousins when Swara emerged from her bedroom in a beautiful traditional purple sari. I was mesmerized by her beauty. She was not looking sexy as usual. Still, I was in awe of her beauty.

She came, applied tilak on my forehead, fed me sweets, and waved the aarti thali in front of my face. Meanwhile, I continued to look at her. Before realising and reacting to what was happening, Swara lifted my right hand and tied a rakhi around my wrist.

I didn’t realize until her grandmother mischievously hit one of Swara’s cousins on his head, saying, “Learn something from him. This is how a brother should behave.”

Hearing people call me Swara’s brother made me feel uneasy. My sight got blurry while my hearing faded. I just felt numb. In the conversations that followed, the smile on my face and the answers I gave weren’t genuine.

By the time I reached home, the news of me being a real brother to Swara had spread everywhere in society. Everyone celebrated my act. Meanwhile, I cursed my bad luck.

“Stupid me. I did not do anything for years, and when I finally made my move, I did it on the day of Raksha Bandha. I’m a fucking idiot. What will I tell my friends?”

That evening our society members organized a Raksha Bandhan celebration. Because of what I did, that asshole society secretary came up with a brilliant idea of celebrating me. He announced that all the single girls in society would tie a rakhi on my wrist.

“Rajeev is a brother you want to have,” he cheered.

Look, I didn’t mind making all the women of the society my sisters. But why Swara?

“Why God? Why Swara? Couldn’t you reserve her to be my wife?” I cried while praying to god before going downstairs for the celebration.

By the time I reached the society ground, the function had begun, and everyone had started munching on evening snacks. Wherever I went, they praised me. My father proudly introduced me to all the outsiders. Meanwhile, I kept on looking for Swara.

That’s because whenever they asked me about the incident, they also asked, “Where is Swara?” As if I knew. Swara’s family members were there eating but not her. My friend who had come to take his bike burst out into laughter, hearing the news that I was Swara’s new brother.

This was very embarrassing. I had to do something to fix it. While chatting with my friend, Swara’s mother came to talk to me.

“Beta, did you see Swara come down?”

“No.”

“Oh… maybe she is still upstairs. Can you go check on her?”

“Me?!”

“Yes, you. After all, you are Swara’s brother now. She will listen to you if you tell her to come down fast,” said her mother.

While we had this conversation, my friend struggled to contain his laughter. Once she was gone, he placed his arm on my shoulder and said, “Swara’s bhaiya, jaiye aur apni behen ko laiye. (Swara’s brother. Go get your sister).”

I was hesitant, but I went anyway. I knocked on the door, but she did not answer. I waited until she partially opened the door, saying,

“I’m not dressed yet. Oh, it’s you. Please come in.”

She opened the door and let me in. She was wearing a pretty shiny blue one-piece dress with a long skirt. The dress had a zipper on the back, stuck in between. Actually, it was a tight dress, so her bra strap prevented the zipper close completely.

It was surprising that Swara’s back was exposed in front of me, yet she didn’t bother covering it. Perhaps sisters are casual about these things around their brothers. I wouldn’t know because I am a single child.

“Rajeev. Can you please help me with the zipper?” she spoke while standing in front of a full-length mirror.

She displayed a cute smile to persuade me to do it. It was weird. My hands were shaking. I stood very close to her bare back. Looking down, I tried to pull the zipper up. In order to get the momentum, I pulled the zipper down to starting point a couple of times. When I did that, I could see a subtly visible butt crack.

I was getting excited. I prayed that Swara does not notice my erection. After moving the zipper over a dozen times, I gave up.

“What is the problem?” she asked, “Is it the bra? It’s the strap right that is preventing it from closing.”

“Yes, it’s the… the… thing….”

I just couldn’t say the word ‘bra’ in front of her.

“In that case, help me remove it.”

Things were progressing very fast. My heart was racing. I was sweating excessively. While I stood behind her, Swara slightly removed the dress and lowered it while covering her chest with her hands. She had moved her long silky hair to cover her front.

As I looked to unhook the bra, her butt crack was more visible than before. I even noticed her pink underwear. My hands shook and shivered as I unhooked the bra. Swara carefully held the dress with one hand and prevented her bra from falling with another.

She didn’t mind me looking at her chest through the mirror. She swiftly removed her bra and pulled up her dress in place. She did it so efficiently that I failed to catch a glimpse of her nipples. If it were any other girl making me do this, I would have made a move.

I would not have stopped until my dick penetrated her pussy. But, just this morning, Swara declared me her brother. I understood that this relationship came with boundaries and restrictions.

“There are certain things you should not do with your sister,” I heard a woman say in one incest porno I had watched.

When Swara re-positioned her dress, she patiently waited for me to pull up the zipper. I held the zipper but didn’t want to pull it up. I just wanted a few minutes to memories her beautiful, fair-skinned bareback. When our eyes met via the mirror, I saw a faint smile on her face. She was blushing.

I struggled to speak out but knew it was now or never.

“You are so beautiful,” I said while scanning her top to bottom, front and back. Her smile widened. Then moving my hand up, I gently pressed it against her back. I watched her reaction as I gently ran my fingers over her back from top to bottom.

Swara simply shut her eyes and accepted my touch. I leaned forward and breathed on her neck, saying, “I don’t know if you know this. I have a crush on you.”

I spoke and then gave a gentle kiss on her neck. She gave out a sudden shiver. Then looking at me, she asked, “Why didn’t you tell me sooner?”

“I was intimidated by your beauty,” I said while sliding my hands over her shoulder and onto her chest. I lowered my hand inside the dress until I felt her cleavage.

“You were always so confident about showing off your beauty. Meanwhile I…”

As I located her left nipple, I gave it a gentle pinch. She reacted. She was enjoying the way I continued to play with her breasts. Her eyes were almost always shut. She opened them partially when she wanted to say something.

“You should have told me sooner. I liked you too, but you never came to talk to me.”

These words caught my attention. All this time, we stood facing the mirror, me behind her as I conversed with her reflection.

“What’s the point in me expressing my feelings? Anyway, you would have made me your brother.”

“No.” she said, getting my hand out, “It was not my decision.”

“Although we have not announced it yet, my parents have agreed to a proposal for me to marry my father’s friend’s son. My fiancee belongs to a rich family. We are already engaged. Since then, my parents have become very protective of me. If they ever feel that I am getting attracted to a guy, they pull me away from him or make him my brother.”

She then turned sideways as we made direct eye contact. At that moment, my lips were just an inch away from hers. It felt very natural for me to move forward and press my lips against hers. We kissed very passionately.

I don’t know about her, but this was my first kiss. Our lips detached. When I opened my eyes, I had fallen in love with her yet again. She saw that in my eyes, so she said, “I cannot promise you any marriage commitment. All I can offer you is….”

She went silent and gently removed her dress. The beautiful silky fabric brushed her soft, flawless skin and fell to the ground. At that moment, she was standing topless with just her soft baby-pink underwear on. She had placed her arm over her breasts for modesty.

“We don’t have much time,” she whispered.

I quickly lowered my pyjama and my underwear. For the first time, my cock was erect and exposed in front of a woman. She was witnessing a virgin dick in its full glory. Strangely it was harder than it usually was when I used to masturbate.

I slipped my cock inside her underwear from behind. She then used her hands to guide it and penetrate her asshole. It was warm and tight as I stuck my dick in one quick thrust. She gave out a loud moan bending her back in an arc. She rested her head on my shoulders while I fucked her from behind.

Swara had removed her hands covering her breasts and let me see them in their full glory. Perhaps she was embarrassed because her areolas were smaller than average. It didn’t bother me. I played with her tits while pounding her ass from behind.

As a virgin dick, it didn’t take me long to reach the point of climax. But before I could spray my jizz inside her, there was repeated knocking on the door.

“Quick, hide!” she said, instantly pulling her dress to wear it. I also pulled up my pants, although I struggled to shove my erection inside.

“Hide in the bathroom.” she said, pointing at the door, “And take this with you,” she said, giving me her bra. There was only one reason she gave it to me. I pressed her soft, fragrant brazier against my face while I got rid of my erection.

I was disappointed because I couldn’t finish inside Swara. But you, don’t be disappointed. Since that day, we fucked every opportunity we got until her marriage. Although she was already committed to another man, she never let me penetrate her vagina.

On the night before her wedding, we lay naked on the rooftop in each other’s arms. That’s when we made a ‘Raksha Bandhan pact’. Basically, it was about me visiting her every year during Raksha Bandhan when we would find a way for a quick fuck.

I didn’t take this seriously initially, but Swara was dead serious. Since then, I have visited Swara at her husband’s place every Raksha Bandhan. Despite the odds of living in a huge joint family, she always found creative ways for us to fuck.

Since she was married, we always did anal, but there was one time when she got careless. One Raksha Bandhan, she came to my place along with her husband. That night all three of us slept on the floor.

In the middle of the night, I don’t know what got into her. She not only let me fuck her pussy but also forced me to cum inside her.

This is the part where I fear. Swara’s younger child is a daughter. She looks a lot like me, acts like me, and we are a great team. Also, based on little Sakshi’s age and birthday, her conception would fall right around the night we fucked. Whenever I asked Swara, she always denied it.

“It was dark that night in the room. Did she think she was having sex with her husband? That is why she forced me to cum inside her vagina?” I wonder, even today.

I don’t know the truth. I don’t care. I love my wife, and I also love Swara. Despite Swara being a married woman and a mother of two, even this year, she is looking forward to our meeting for a quick fuck.

Thank you, guys, for reading. After sharing my story with you, I feel a slight relief. Me fucking Swara, every year in her sasural, is an interesting story by itself.

So please tell me via email at [email protected] if you are interested in reading about my other sexual adventures when I fucked my sister Swara’s ass. And, of course, you can read my other storieshere.

It was around 11 in the morning. After completing the household chores of the morning, bhabhi Sushma, her sister-in-law (nanad) Neelima sat in the hall in front of the TV.

They both sat on the carpet spread in the hall. Bhabhi was sitting opposite the TV, whereas her sister-in-law sat at the side.

Sushma bhabhi is a tall lady of 24 years with a fair complexion, sharp nose, and pink lips. She is married to Dayakar, Neelima’s elder brother 3 years back. She is a mother of a 9-month-old baby. Neelima is also a tall lady like her bhabhi with sharp features. She is 22 now.

Only thing is that Neelu is a bit lean than her bhabhi. She looks very slim. They both have C-cup boobs, but Shusma’s boobs appear bigger because of milk.

Both bhabhi and nanad sat and started the conversation. Neelima was married around 8 months back and now she came to her brother’s house during the month of Ashadh.

It is a custom in their community that during the first Ashadh month after the marriage, DIL and in-laws must not stay under one roof. Because of this, newlywed brides during the month of Ashadh generally go to their parent’s house. Here, Neelu had come to her brother’s house, which is in another corner of the same city. She came a week back.

Sushma was asking her her sister-in-law about her marriage life, how her husband was, whether he was taking good care of her or not and how her in-laws were, etc. While they were talking like this, Sushma’s baby cried.

She took the child in her lap, opened the blouse’s hooks and started feeding the babu. Neelu who was giving answers to her bhabhi saw this and was mesmerized to see her bhabhi’s big fair boobs full of milk! She could even see the bluish veins of her lactating bhabhi’s boobs. Unknowingly, there came a lot of saliva in her mouth which she swallowed.

Neelima was engrossed in seeing her bhabhi’s voluptuous boobs and didn’t hear what her bhabhi had asked her. When Neelima didn’t give any answer, Sushma, who was looking at the TV turned her head to see her nanad. Then she found Neelima’s gaze and she followed her looks to find that Neelima was very intently watching her breasts.

Then Sushma asked Neelima –

Sushma: Hey silly girl, what are you looking at?

“Um…voon… not… noth… nothing bhabhi,” Neelima stammered.

By then. the baby had slept. Then Sushma put her child at a distance and looking at her nanad said –

Sushma: You silly girl, want to drink bhabhi’s dudu? Come.

And she lifted her right breast and showed it to Neelu. Neelu nodded her head. Then bhabhi asked her to come nearer to her.

As if waiting for an opportunity, Neelu crawled on her knees and palms to her bhabhi. Then Sushma took this 22 years old girl on her left thigh and took her head on it. Sushma bhabhi then pushed her boob into her sister-in-law’s lips. In anxiety, the nanad pressed her lips to bhabhi’s nipple. The moment she pressed her lips, milk fountained in her mouth.

Then Neelima tasted her bhabhi’s sweet milk in her mouth and sucked hard to have more milk. She sucked so hard that it hurt Sushma. Then Sushma said –

Sushma: Ssss… hhhaaaa… naughty girl, why so hurry? It hurts! (Sushma moaned and pinched Neelima’s cheek.)

Neelima: Your milk is so sweet, bhabhi. I could not contain myself. Your boobs are so cute.

Saying this, she again took the nipple in her mouth and pressed her other boob with her left palm.

Sushma: My nanad’s tits are also cute and see how firm and tight they are.

And Sushma took Neelu’s one boob under her palm and pressed. Neelima was enjoying her bhabhi’s actions on her choochi and pressed bhabhi’s palm with hers. Though before her marriage, Neelu was with her bhabhi and bhaiya for almost six months and had a good rapport with bhabhi Sushma, she never had this type of game with her early.

Neelima moaned with joy: Aaahhh…. Bhabhi…What are you doing? Mmm…

Sushma: Admiring the beauty of my sister-in-law’s boobs. (Bhabhi said this pinching her nanad’s stiffened nipple.)

Then she started opening Neelu’s blouse hooks.

Neelima: Oh Bhabhi! What are you doing? Shh… no… no… don’t open the hooks.

Sushma asked: Why?

Neelima: No..I feel shy.

Sushma: You silly girl, I am also a lady like you, so why shy?

And she pulled her nanad’s nose. Don’t know what took over Sushma, she bent her head, kissed her nanad’s cheeks giving a light bite, and said –

Sushma: Neelu, you are so cute.

Neelima: Bhabhi, you are talking as if you are seeing me today only. I was here with you for almost six months. (She said while enjoying her bhabhi’s kiss.)

Sushma: Yes, that is true. But I didn’t notice your charm then, Otherwise…

And she pulled the saree frills of her husband’s sister.

Neelu was enjoying such a game.

Neelima: Voon…What you would have done?

Though she noticed her bhabhi pulling her saree frills, she didn’t say anything. Bhabhi pinching Neelu’s nipple, whispered in Neelu’s ear –

Sushma: I would have fucked you.

Now she took Neelu’s full boob under her palm and pressed it hard.

Neelima: Mmm… Bhabhi… sss… (She moaned sweetly.)

Then she said to her bhabhi: Chee bhabhi, how vulgar you are. Don’t you have shame to talk like this to your nanad? (husband’s sister.)

Sushma: Oh my dear nanad, this type of tease and play are common in our families. Such a tease increases the bond between the bhabhi and nanad. Devar/bhabhi and nanad/bhabhi relation is the sweetest relation ever.

Saying this, she pinched the taut nipple of her nanad. Neelu was new to all these things. She was enjoying and also feeling shy about bhabhi’s talk. Then she said –

Neelima: Bhabhi, what is that relation, which makes this sweet? What happens between them? (Neelu asked showing interest.)

Sushma: Do you want the truth?

Saying this, Sushma pulled Neelu’s petticoat string and pulled it downwards. Unknowingly Neelu raised her buttocks for her bhabhi to pull the garment. With a flash, it was at Neelu’s ankles. Now she was only with panty below her waist.

Immediately, Sushma pushed her hand between Neelu’s thighs and she opened it like a book. Then she grabbed Neelu’s swollen mound under her palm and pressing it took her mouth to nanad’s ear and said-

Sushma: Between bhabhi and nanad or bhabhi and devar, the love game takes place.

Then Neelima almost screamed: What!?

Sushma: Yes my dear, the relationship between devar/bhabhi or nanad/bhabhi and jija/sali is like that. If a chance comes no one wanted to miss such an opportunity to enjoy. Neelu, I think you have a devar, isn’t it?

Neelima: Yes, bhabhi. (She said raising her waist for bhabhi’s finger in her thighs.)

Then Sushma pulled Neelu’s panty aside and pushed her forefinger in Neelu’s Pussy. She found it is already oozing the preliminaries. Her finger was coated with her love juice. It was almost 15 days that Neelu didn’t have a fuck with her husband, and her cunt was itching.

Now when bhabhi was fingering her, she was overjoyed. She started rotating her butt according to bhabhi’s finger.

Sushma: Neelu, how is it?

Neelima: Don’t ask bhabhi, I am in heaven. It had been almost a fortnight that I had a fuck. Now your finger is reminding me of his finger.

Suddenly, as if she came out of trance, she said: Bhabhi, you are very selfish.

Bhabhi: Arre meri pyari nanad rani, (my dear sweet SIL) what did I do?

Neelkma: Look at yourself bhabhi, how I am and how you are? (She was pointing to bhabhi’s dress said.)

Bhabhi: Oh… lo… I am removing my saree and blouse.

Sushma then pulled her saree and petticoat at a time. Both fell at her feet. Her blouse was already unhooked. She was stretching her hands back and removed them. As she stretched her hands back, her boobs jetted forward. Seeing her bhabhi’s body Neelu said –

Neelima: Oh, bhabhi! How voluptuous your body is.

Then she ran her palms on bhabhi’s body. Her hands came to her bhabhi’s panty after a few seconds of hesitation. She was inserting her forefingers on either side and she pulled it also down.

Now Neelu’s bhabhi was also fully naked as she was. Well, tapered healthy thighs, in between is her mount of venus covered with a week’s growth. Just below the mound, her succulent vertical lips slightly opened as if inviting.

Neelima: Oh bhabhi, mmm…What a lovely cunt you have..Mmmm…

Saying this, she buried her face in bhabhi’s thighs. Neelu’s lips clasped to her bhabhi’s pussy and started slurping the juices that are flowing.

Sushma murmured: Aaah… Neelu… do kiss bhabhi’s chut. Good, shove your tongue deep in.

Getting the encouragement, Neelu put her palms on bhabhi’s fleshy ass cheeks and pressed them and tongue-fucking her.

Sushma: Neelu, wait. One side is not acceptable. Let me also do the same for you.

And she pulled her sister-in-law away from her. Both were looking at each other with lust. Their eyes turned red; boobs heaving.

Then Sushma pushed nanad on her back and jumped over her. Knowing what bhabhi was going to do Neelu widened her thighs to adjust bhabhi.

Now they were in 69 poses. Bhabhi’s head was in nanad’s thighs and nanad’s in bhabhi’s.

After this for 15 minutes, they were both involved in licking, sucking, slurping, lapping, and fingering each other’s pussies. Finally, they both reached their climax and fell side by side panting for breath.

What happened next, you’ll get to know in the next part. Did you enjoy the game? Give you your comments at [email protected]

Thank you for reading.

Pnabhiram

Hi, all Indian sex story readers. This is Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my stories. I am a story writer with many stories published.

About Me: I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, south Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with skills of tasting a body erotically. I belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru, but currently working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties).

Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and want to have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my Hangout and mail [email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed. Telegram @msarsstr.

Coming to the story, Yamini is the heroine of this story. Yamini was born and brought up in a village near Mysore. She started practising law passionately after her graduation. She achieved fame and name after winning a case for her village.

She was in the headlines of all major news channels and papers. A public figure overnight. Yamini transformed this fame into a business by establishing a law firm in Bangalore. The firm gained huge success within a few years.

To maintain her success, she had to face huge challenges day in and day out. At the age of 30, Yamini was a very prominent and triumphant lawyer. Suddenly, she longed for a partner to hang on to and missed the family bondings.

She married Kiran, who was a very famous lawyer. Yamini happened to be Kiran’s second wife, aged 39. Yamini continued to climb up high levels of achievement in her career with money/luxury/happiness in her life.

Yamini and her husband Kiran had love-filled life. The love, unfortunately, lasted for only a few years. Kiran gradually lost sexual interest after a few years of marriage. Yamini never missed the unfulfilled bodily pleasures because of her completely occupied work life (lots of challenging and unattended cases).

Yamini and Kiran were unsuccessful in conceiving a kid. With his first wife’s permission, Kiran brought one of his kids, and they started parenting.

At the age of 37, Yamini started realizing the life she had missed all along and dreaded thinking about the years passed. The next day, she started to actively participate in more physical activities like swimming, tennis, jogging, dancing, etc.

After a few months of physical exercises, she began longing for bodily physical satisfaction. But Kiran was in no mood to fulfil her bodily needs. Yamini being self-reliable all along her life, decided to satisfy her bodily pleasures.

One of her friends referred my story to her. She messaged me through telegram. She introduced herself and told her the need for NSA and anonymous sexual pleasure. I agreed instantly after seeing her picture.

She told me to meet on the next day at 18:00 and shared her house location. The next day, I reached her house at 18:15. She lived in a posh locality. A massive independent house at what looked like a 40*60 site.

I parked my bike and messaged her about my arrival. She told me to walk into the house. Oh heavens! The house was enormous, with a lush garden in the front and with hanging wooden swing. A separate teapoy with three chairs was on the other side of the lawn.

A high-raised entrance with an underground immense parking facility. I walked into the designer-carved teak main door into the huge hall with white marble flooring. She was seated on the L-shaped sofa set. Let me describe Yamini, the lusty angel.

At 37, she looked much younger with an oily, fair, inviting face. She was around 5.5 in height with body stats of around 40-36-38. Her assets resembled the famous south actress Namitha. Yamini’s thick juicy lips were shining with the glossy red lipstick.

She wore a small stone stud on her nose. She looked like a healthy white Arabian horse. She wore a transparent red saree with her exposed fleshy wavy navel and pumped-up balloon-like cleavage popping out.

I had a huge bulge inside my pants, seeing her huge cups hidden in the cage of her red blouse. Her cleavage was prominent because she intentionally left the top hook of her blouse open. She wore the saree exposing an almost complete red blouse which was hiding her huge tankard boobs.

The firm boobs in the tight blouse were a sight for my eyes. She sported two white pearl necklaces dangling around her neck. A white loop earring in her ears. She wore high heel sandals and red glass bangles. Yamini, a milf hottie waiting to be loved.

Yamini had her eyes transfixed with my eyes. I noticed her increased breathing rate with her chest moving up and down. Without wasting any more time, I hurried toward her. Yamini stood up from the sofa. Our faces were very close that I could feel the warm breath of Yamini.

She was milky white fair, but she had intentionally applied slight oil over her face to create the mood. I appreciate her effort to make this moment wilder and unforgettable. We kept staring into the blank eyes of each other for a long time. I made the first move by grabbing her wavy fleshy navel and pulling her close.

I pulled her over me and hugged her with a tight embrace feeling the huge soft boobs crushed against my chest. I could smell the intense fragrance of the perfume from her shoulder. I smelled the aroma of the soap, also. I noticed wet hair and understood she was out of the bath minutes ago.

I hugged her for a long time, and my hands travelled feeling all around her soft navel. I was itching for her huge 40-sized milky soft boobs. She broke the hug, cupped my face with her hands, and reached for my lips.

All this was happening with the main door wide open. I stopped her before her lips contacted my lips. I walked to close the main door. I steered back to Yamini, pushed her over the sofa, and climbed over her. I cupped her cute face. My lips hungrily caught her thick red lips.

She grabbed my hair and started sucking my lower lip. She moved to suck my upper lip with her eyes closed. I could feel her warm breath over my face. She sucked my lower and upper lip impatiently and interchangeably.

I pushed my tongue into her mouth with our noses collided with each other. She sucked my tongue like a lolly pop. I sucked her juicy lips with a long breathless kiss. I pulled away the saree away from her shoulder.

I dug my face into her armpits and rubbed my face feeling the huge soft cushiony boobs towards other armpits. Oh god! I relished her boobs madly. I moved my face towards her fleshy tummy. She started giggling loudly when I started rubbing my nose over her belly button.

I squeezed my face over her spongy tummy. I locked my lips into her belly button and sucked them with my saliva drenching wet. She giggled loudly with a lot of sensation and pushed my head away. I pushed her hands away, locked my tongue into her belly button, and sucked again.

Yamini abruptly thrust me away from her, and I fell over the floor carpet. She started playing catch me if you want game by running all around the house. She made me chase her by circling all around the sofa. While chasing, she teased me by removing away her saree.

Yamini is running with her huge boobs bouncing in the tight blouse cage. She ran all around the hall. While chasing, I broke the porcelain model and kept on the teapoy to pieces. The speaker was playing a piece of light music with slow English songs.

After the sweaty chase, I grabbed her finally with her our racing breath. I clamped both of her hands to the wall. Her chest was rising and falling continuously, huge red tank blouse (“Ufffffffffffff”).

I pulled out my pointy tongue and drove below her neck, travelling down to the exposed cleavage (feeling the bare exposed skin of her boobs). She started moaning in rhythm to my movement of the tongue. I bent towards her belly button to tease with my pointy tongue.

She giggled, pushed my grip away and ran again. She ran into the vast kitchen. I chased her and locked her again near the slab of the kitchen. She started pushing me. I pushed all the utensils which were kept over the kitchen slab next to the gas stove with the sweep of my hand.

I grabbed Yamini by the navel and lifted her to be seated over the kitchen slab next to the gas stove. I pulled her closer and encircled my navel with her legs into a cuff. I inserted my hand inside her saree from between her legs.

She was not wearing any petticoat, and my hands travelled along the heavy soft thighs to her drenched thongs. I moved my fingers over the thongs feeling her pussy. I caught the erect clitoral hood and started rubbing with my thumb.

Yamini tilted her head backwards and started moaning. She spread her legs much wider as I continued massaging her clitoral hood. The dick inside my pants was fully tensed by the moment. After some rubbing over the thongs, I removed the thongs from her legs.

I removed my pant and underwear. I pulled her to the edge of the kitchen slab. I pulled the saree to the navel and rubbed her pussy with my saliva. I wore the dotted condom. I rubbed my dick head over the pussy. I positioned my cock and pushed harder into her pussy.

I grabbed her boobs with both hands and started squeezing them over the blouse. I pulled out my cock very slowly. I drove harder into her warm wet pussy again. I then moved my cock in and out of her in a very slow rhythm.

After some warm-up, I banged her harder and harder with heavy thrusts. She was moaning louder with dirty mouthful shouts. She cummed, and while cumming, she left a mark with her sharp nail. She gave a relieved breath. I continued banging till I relieved my shot into her.

Hope you remember me, Yamini. I loved eating your milky white boobs and Your mouth over my cock. Thank you, all ISS readers.

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“This bitch is finally getting her dues, I guess,” Amy continued as she rested her hand on Sarah’s head.

Amy petted Sarah and cupped her cheeks as if she belonged to her. She rubbed Sarah’s cheek with her soft hand and gave one light slap.

“Do you mind if I play with this slut?” Amy asked me in a seductive tone. It was awkward at first as I had never seen my sister erotically.

“Go ahead,” I said after a long pause.

Amy grabbed Sarah’s hand in her fist and pulled her up. Sarah was now standing in front of my baby sister. With her other hand, Amy grabbed her face, and in the next second, she waived to give a loud slap on my EX’s right cheek.

Sarah was surprised by this, but I could see in her eyes that she enjoyed that one.

“You slut,” Amy screamed on Sarah’s face, “how dare you cheat on my brother?” Amy continued as she gave another slap on the same cheek.

Sarah’s right cheek now had turned red.

“I’m sorry, Ma’am,” Sarah apologised, “I’m deeply ashamed for what I had done. I realise that now and as a token of apology, I have now completely submitted to my Master, Alex,” Sarah said like a true submissive whore that she was.

“That’s good because, from now on, I will be your Mistress too, and together, Alex and I will show you your true place in our life,” Amy said and pushed Sarah down on her knees.

I looked at all this happening right in front of my eyes. Those were the shocking 5 minutes of my life. I had never sexually thought of my baby sister, but all of this gave me a hard-on. I was attracted to how my sister dominated my submissive slut, Sarah. I went and sat on the sofa to enjoy the show.

Sarah somehow regained her balance and sat on her knees in her submissive position. Amy pulled her skirt up the next second to reveal her naked pussy. This was the first time I looked at my sister’s vagina. My god, it was a turn-on.

“Have you ever eaten a pussy, Whore?” Amy asked.

“No, Mistress,” Sarah answered almost immediately.

“Good, then let me be your first,” Amy said and grabbed the back of Sarah’s head, pulling her closer towards her crotch.

Sarah instinctively stuck her tongue out and started licking my sister’s pink pussy slit. I could see my sister’s wetness glistening all over her crotch.

As Sarah was rolling her tongue on my sister’s pussy, I saw an object coming out of Amy’s fuckhole. I immediately realised what it was.

As Amy gave a push, I saw what only looked like a dildo glistening in my sister’s juices, poking out of her pussy.

“Grab it with your teeth and pull it out, you bitch,” my sister moaned

Like a good pet, Sarah immediately grabbed the dildo in her mouth and pulled it out. As it came out, I realised my sister had around 9 inches of rubber cock buried deep inside her womb for god knows how long. This was the first time I saw this side of my sister, and I was now unable to control my erection.

“Oh god!” Amy moaned as the dildo popped right out of her pussy.

Sarah looked at her with 9 inches of dildo in her mouth.

“Good pet,” Amy exclaimed and adjusted her dress to cover her pussy.

“Now stay here until I tell you otherwise,” Amy exclaimed and came walking toward me

“Enjoyed the show, big brother?” Amy asked me

“Sis, that was amazing. When did you become like this?” I asked curiously

“It is a long story, I’ll tell you some other day, but now, I want that big dick of yours fucking my pussy,” Amy replied as she grabbed my hard-on from the top of my jeans.

I was taken aback as I didn’t expect this to happen, at least not so soon. My sister was making all the moves. I was still in two minds, whether to break all the barriers and fuck my baby sister or to take the big brother stand and step back.

“Come on, brother, if you can fuck that whore, then you can fuck your baby sister as I too want to be a part of this debauchery,” Amy insisted as she now unbuckled my jeans.

I looked at my sister, all seductive, with her puppy eyes. This had all gone to another level now. I wanted to take advantage of this. I grabbed my sister’s face and pulled her closer to kiss her deeply. We both kiss each other, not like siblings but like lovers.

“You are a really good kisser,” my sister complimented as we broke our long sloppy kiss.

It didn’t feel awkward as I thought it would. It made me even hornier now. My sister went down on her knees and pulled down my jeans. As she did, my 8’’ cock, smacked right on her tiny face. It was as long as the dildo she fit inside her pussy but thicker in width.

Amy’s eyes lit up as she started massaging my dick with her 2 baby hands.

“My god, brother! I never knew you had such a monster hidden in your pants,” Amy said as she rubbed the tip

“If you would’ve known, then this would’ve happened earlier?” I asked as I cupped her face with my hand

“I guess so. I always felt for you but never got the courage to take another step, so I fucked around other guys your age. But today, looking at this bitch serving you made me feel a bit jealous that she gets to have you even after doing so many terrible things to you.

So I decided, it’s time I give myself to you,” Amy said as she looked straight into my eyes the entire time.

I sensed a spark of submission inside Amy, and I was right, but I decided to confirm it before moving further. I cupped her face in my palm and grabbed her chin like a dominant. Not too rough but enough to make her realise where this was going.

“Are you saying that you are willing to submit to your brother?” I said, firmly but cautiously

“Yes…” Amy paused, “Master,” she said and continued massaging my dick with her hand as her face was still cupped in my hand.

I went blank at that moment. This was the baby sister I was looking at. ‘How can I do this?’ ‘Where will our relationship go after this?’ ‘Will I be able to handle both Sarah and Amy?’ These were the questions that popped into my head at that moment.

“Don’t worry, brother. I will be a good slave to you and a dominant Mistress with Pet Sarah. Together we will humiliate the shit out of her, and you can humiliate the shit out of me during our private time,” Amy said and winked.

Amy then leaned forward and took my entire dick inside her mouth as if she was going to swallow my cock. I could feel the back of her throat hitting on my tip as she motioned her head back and forth on my dick. She was swirling her tongue on my dick to give me the best feeling.

She was a pro at this and was using all her expertise at sucking my 8’’ monster. Sarah was looking at us in awe. She was as surprised as I was looking at the incest happening right in front of her eye. I knew my secret was safe.

Amy’s lips were stretched completely, and one hand was pumping my balls. It was a different feeling I had never gotten from Sarah in the last few weeks. I was almost going to explode when I decided to pull out of my sister’s vacuum mouth. She looked at me with disappointment.

“You are so good, sister,” I said, still adjusting to the fact that my baby sister had just given me a blowjob.

“Better than that whore?” Amy asked

“There is no comparison. As you said, she is a whore, and you are going to be my slut,” I said affectionately.

“Aww, that is the sweetest thing. I always wanted to be your private slut. You can’t imagine what all things I have in mind, but first, let’s play with this whore,” Amy said as she walked toward Sarah

“So, bitch, tell me, what do you want us to do with you?” Amy asked her.

“I am ready to do anything that my Master and Mistress commands,” Sarah said

“Master, please come here,” Amy called me. Hearing her call me Master for the first time felt good to my ears.

I walked towards them, bottomless, with my dick erect and glistening in my sister’s saliva.

“Show me how you fuck this cunt,” Amy said, kneeling next to Sarah

Before she could finish her sentence, I shoved my dick straight into Sarah’s mouth, grabbed her head and started fucking her face like I did the first day. Sarah was choking on my dick and gasping for air, but now she knew how to control her breath.

I continued pumping her mouth for the next 5 minutes. Her saliva was dripping out of her mouth, all over her boobs. Once I was done, I pulled out my dick completely, and Sarah took a long breath of fresh air. Her face was smothered with saliva and my precum. There was some drooling down her chin as well.

I picked her up and tore open her skimpy dress, exposing her entire body to Amy, who was looking at me go evil on this whore. I cupped Sarah’s face and slapped her right across her face.

“Slap me, Master, slap me more,” Sarah begged, and Amy’s eyes widened as she saw me slap Sarah even harder this time.

“More, Master, slap this whore more,” Sarah begged.

I pulled back and gave her the hardest slap of the evening. Sarah lost her balance and fell right into my sister’s lap.

“How are you able to bear this?” Amy asked her

“My love for my Master is more than anything. I don’t want my Master to hold back with me. I want you and my Master to use my as to my extent,” Sarah said as tears rolled down her eyes

“I see,” Amy said, and involuntarily she kissed Sarah on her lips. They both shared a kiss for a minute. She broke the kiss. She gave a hard slap between Sarah’s legs, on top of her pussy.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Sarah said instantly

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

Amy gave 5 loud smacks on her pussy to make it completely red.

“Thank you, Mistress,” Sarah said, “Slap me more if you want to,” Sarah continued.

I was astonished looking at my sister’s dominating side. A few minutes ago, she was on her knees, submitting herself to me, and she was now slapping the shit out of Sarah.

THWACK! THWACK! Amy slapped twice and pushed a finger inside her pussy, only to see what I had stuffed inside Sarah.

Amy’s finger hit the back of a 9’’ dildo I had stuffed inside Sarah. Amy grabbed it and pulled it out completely. She gave it a good lick and threw it aside.

“You taste good, slut,” Amy complimented

“Thank You, Mistress.”

“Go ahead, Master. How do you want to stuff this slut?” Amy said, looking at me.

I grabbed Sarah’s hair in my fist and pulled her up. I turned her around and made her go down in a doggy-style position. Her head was now in front of Amy, sitting on the floor.

I lined my dick and poked Sarah’s ass. Sarah knew I would penetrate her shit-hole. So she poked her ass out to give me easier access and bent down between my sister’s legs. Amy, too, widened her legs for Sarah giving her complete access to her juicy cunt.

I pushed my dick inside Sarah’s asshole until all of it was buried deep in her. Sarah moaned in pleasure as I grabbed her ass. I started giving her deep thrusts in her asshole, and Sarah’s moan grew louder every time I went in. Amy grabbed her head and buried her face between her legs.

Sarah started licking my sister’s pussy. I could see the way Amy started reacting. Amy removed her dress, revealing her perfect boobs to me. She had two perfect spheres on her chest topped with 2 pink nipples. They were so hard that they could cut glass.

Amy started rubbing her nipples as Sarah licked her cunt, and I continued fucking Sarah in her ass. I was spanking her ass in between and slowly started increasing my pace. I spanked her ass without showing mercy and could hear Sarah’s moan from between my sister’s legs.

“Oh brother, whatever you are doing, keep doing it. This bitch is licking my pussy like a pro,” Amy moaned as she increased the intensity of rubbing her nipples.

“Oh, I’m gonna cum,” Amy moaned, “I’m cumming,” Amy announced, squirting all over my ex-girlfriend’s face.

Sarah took all the juices inside her mouth and gulped them as my sister recovered from her orgasm. I increased my pace and was now fucking Sarah like an animal. I was humping her so hard that her entire body was falling ahead. I grabbed her abdomen and started fucking her like a piston.

“Fuck me, Master,” Sarah moaned.

Amy crawled below Sarah until her head was near her pussy. She pulled up and started licking Sarah’s pussy as I continued fucking her. My balls were slapping on my sister’s face as I was fucking another whore. This was getting too intense for me, and I was on the verge of orgasm.

I gave a few more thrusts and pulled out my dick. I pushed Sarah away and pointed my dick on my sister’s lips. Amy opened her mouth as I started shooting spurts after spurts of white semen right inside her mouth.

I sprayed a few shots on my sister’s face as I fell next to her, recovering from the best orgasm of my life. Amy got up and took Sarah near her. They both started kissing each other, exchanging my cum in their mouth.

Then Amy came near me and started cleaning my dick with her mouth. She licked the dick inside Sarah’s ass and made it spot-clean. I was in literal heaven.

“I love you, sis,” I moaned, catching my breath

“I love you, big brother, my Master,” Amy said as she swallowed the remaining cum.

We lay there on the floor, all three of us completely exhausted for a few minutes. Sarah had not cum yet, and I was aware of that. I woke up after 15 minutes and started walking toward the bathroom.

“Come, slut,” I ordered Sarah

She started crawling on her fours behind me like a bitch. To my surprise, even Amy began crawling and followed me into the bathroom.

Sarah knelt beside me near the toilet, and Amy took position beside Sarah. Sarah knew what was coming next. It held my dick and, within a few seconds, began pissing.

A stream of my piss flew from my dick and landed on the whore’s face. Sarah graceful took it all and opened her mouth. By now, she had developed a love for my piss. I moved my aim at my sister, who stared at Sarah the entire time. Amy was taken by surprise when my hot piss touched her skin.

I was cautious and aimed at her boobs first, then began moving upwards. To my surprise, Amy voluntarily opened her mouth and took my piss in her mouth as well. She gargled it and swallowed it all with a smile on her face. I emptied my bladder on both sluts and gave my dick to Amy.

Like a good little slut, she started sucking my dick. She was making all the slurping sounds and licking my dick with passion.

I didn’t want to cum again, so I pulled out and moved backwards. I brought two vibrator dildos, about 4’’ and stuff in both the slut’s fuck hole.

“Clean yourselves,” I ordered and sat in the bathroom corner. I turned on the vibrator to its lowest setting.

Amy got up and started the shower. My piss was dripping down her body. She turned around and grabbed Sarah’s head. She moved it between her legs, and Sarah started licking Mistress’s pussy mixed with her Master’s piss.

“Yes bitch, lick me. You are so good at this,” Amy moaned as she stared at me the entire time with her seductive look.

Amy then sat down on the floor and spread her legs, giving Sarah access to her asshole.

“Like my shit-hole, you piece of shit,” Amy commanded

Like a good little slut, Sarah started slurping on my sister’s ass. She licked her ass while Amy fingered herself. I increased the level of vibrator in Amy’s pussy to the max now. Amy was moaning so hard, and her bottom was shaking even harder.

It was as if the spirit possessed her. Amy continued moaning and rubbing her pussy as she came while Sarah continued licking my sister’s asshole.

“Master, please stop. I’m going to cum again,” Amy moaned, and within a second, she came. I still didn’t have any plans of stopping. I got up and stood above Amy. I knelt with her face between my legs, so my asshole was in her mouth.

Amy stuck out her tongue and started licking my asshole. I leaned forward, and THWACK! I gave a hard slap on my sister’s cunt. Amy moaned at the top of her voice while licking my asshole.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! I slapped her continuously, and Amy shed. She came so hard this time that the vibrator popped right out of her pussy.

“Oh, god!” Amy screamed.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

I continued slapping her harder each time as my sister’s orgasm ended. Sarah stopped licking her and knelt in front of me. I knew from her face that she had cum as well. I had increased her vibrator intensity too.

“Oh, Master, I came without anyone touching my pussy. This was so intense,” Sarah said, catching her breath.

“I know whore, I will punish you later for cumming without permission,” I said with a fierce voice and got up.

I looked at Amy, lying there like a piece of meat. Her face was covered in tears of joy. Her mascara spread across, her lipstick wiped. She looked like a fucked up whore. I clicked some pictures and smiled at her.

“This was the best orgasm of my life,” Amy said weakly as she looked at me with happiness.

“Thank You, Master. I love you,” she continued.

“I love you, sister, my slut-sister,” I complimented her.

We all took a shower for 30 minutes and came out. All three of us crashed on the bed. My sister cuddled with me, and Sarah slept alone in the corner. It was one intense evening.

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Hello dosto swagat hai apka mere pehle story par. Mera naam Ritisha hai aur main ek transgender hu. Ji ha dosto main ek ladka paida hui thi aur surgery karke ladki ban gayi. Ya yoon kahu ladki bana diya gayi.

Ye baat 5 saal pehle ki hai jab main Bangalore mein ek restaurant mein kaam karta tha. Meri un dino arthik stiti bohut hi kharab thi. Iske karan main 19 saal ki umar mein hi Bangalore aa gaya aur kaam karne lag gaya.

Mera us jagah kam karte hue bas mahina din hi hua tha ki ek din mere malik ka ladka (jo ki abhi mera pati hai) woh restaurant mein aya hua tha. Usne pine ke liye kuch cold drinks mangaya tha. Jisko serve karne ke liye main jaa hi raha tha.

Par glass mere hath se fisalkar unki shirt par gir gaya. Jiske karan chote malik ne mujhe bohut bura bhala kaha. Aur woh washroom ki taraf chale gaye. Washroom se laut te wakt woh mujhe aise dekh rahe the mano mujhe aaj woh maar hi dalenge.

Itne mein humere bade malik aa gaye aur mujhe ek pal ke liye sukoon mila. Kyuki malik bohut hi acche personality ke the aur sabse haske baate karte the. Itne mein chote malik jaa kar apne pitaji se mujhe ishara karte hue kuch bolne lage aur waha se chale gaye.

Mujhe bohut dar lag raha tha. Lekin bade sahab ne mujhe us din kuch nahi kaha. Aise hi kuch din baad resturant ka manager ne mujhse kaha ki, “Malik tumse baat karna chahte hai. Tumhe unke ghar mein bulaya hai.”

Main soch mein pad gaya ki mujhe sahab ne kyu bulaya hai. Yahi sochte hue main unke ghr pohunch gaya. Unhone pehle mujhse mera haal chaal puche aur pani pine ko puche. Maine mera hal chal bataya aur ek glass pani piya.

Fir woh mujhse puche ki, “Kamal tumhe paiso ki kami toh nahi hai na? Matlab jo tankha main tumhe de raha hu usse tum khush toh ho na?”

Main: Ji saheb lekin aap yeh sab kyu puch rahe ho?

Saheb: Dekho main tumhe 1 lakh mahine ki salary de sakta hu. Salary chodo tum meri sari daulat ki rani ban skate ho.

Main yeh sab sun ke soch mein pad gaya ki aaj malik ko kya ho gaya hai? Kyu aisi baat kar rahe hai. Maine kaha, “Saheb ye kya bol rahe ho aap?”

Saheb: Bilkul sach bol raha hu, lekin uske liye tumhe meri ek baat manna padega.

Main: Kya bat saheb?

Saheb: Tumhe mere bete se shadi karni padegi.

Yeh baat sun ke mere hosh hi ud gaye. Saheb ki baat mere sar ke upar jaa rahi thi.

Main: Saheb yeh kya bol rahe ho? Ek ladka ladke se kaise shadi kar sakta hai? Aur main chhi…

Saheb: Tumhe woh sab chinta karne ki jarurat nahi hai. Tum bas kaho kya tumhe meri baat manjur hai?

Main soch mein pad gaya ki yeh aaj kya ho raha hai. Utne mein hi saheb fir bol pade.

Saheb: Dekho mera beta gay hai aur woh ladka se hi shadi karna chahta hai. Lekin badnami ke dar se main uski shadi ladke se nahi kara sakta. Isliye maine tumhe chuna hai, pehle hum tumhari surgery karake ladki banayenge. Fir mere bete se shadi.

Saheb: Isse mera beta bhi khush rahega ki usne ladke se shadi ki hai. Aur woh tumhare sath sex bhi kar payega. Aur toh aur biradari mein humari badnami bhi nahi hogi kyuki duniya ko lagega tum ladki ho.

Yeh sab sun ke main shock ho gayi aur kaha, “Yeh kya bol rahe ho saheb, main aisa kabhi nahi karunga. Meri family hai main ghar walon ko kya jawab dunga. Yeh sab nahi ho sakta.

Saheb: Dekho main iske liye tumhe khub paisa dunga aur tumhare ghar waloon ko bhi. Aur toh aur iss baat ko koi jaan nahi payega ki tum ladka se ladki ho gayi ho. Kyuki main tumhara accident ho kar marne ki khabar faila dunga. Aur company ki taraf se 10 lakh tumhare ghar bhijwa dunga. Aur meri 30% property mein meri bahu ke nam kar dunga jo ki tum banogi. Kya khayal hai bolo?

Main kuch nahi boli aur waha se chali aayi. Main raat bhar sochti rahi ki main kya karu? Ek taraf tha paisa aur ek taraf ek bohut bada sacrifice. Mere pariwar ne 10 lakh kabhi nahi dekhe the. Ye paisa unke bohut kam lagne wala tha.

Khaskar meri ma ke elaaj ke liye. Aur main toh bas paiso mein jhulne wali thi agar offer accept karti hu toh. Dosto mujhe humesa se amir banna tha. Lekin ye amiri ke liye ye sab karna padega yeh socha nahi tha.

Aise toh main straight tha lekin main us wakt mein sirf paiso ke bare mein soch raha tha. Maine 2/3 din sochne ke baad decide kiya ki ladki banke hi sahi main araam ki jindagi jiungi. Main malik ke paas gayi aur offer accept kar li.

Fir malik ne mujhe andar bhej diya apne bete ke bedroom mein aur kaha, “Jao apne pati ko batado.”

Main dhire se unke (Prakash) ke kamre mein gayi aur unse kaha, “Ji woh maine malik ka offer accept kar liya. Malik ne mujhe apke paas bheja hai.” Yeh sun kar Prakash ki aankhe khul uthi thi.

Woh sidha meri taraf aya aur mujhe kis karne laga. Main pehle resist karta raha lekin fir maine chod diya. Waise bhi shadi ke baad woh mujhe kaha chodne wala tha. Woh pagalo ki tarah mujhe chum raha tha aur mera muh chus raha tha.

Woh chumte hue dono hath mere gand mein rakhkar daba raha tha. Main bejaan si wesi hi khada tha. Waise hi 15 min kiss karne ke baad woh mere kapde utarne laga. Pehle mera shirt khola fir pant. Aur mere man boobs dabane laga.

Thodi der dabane ke baad woh mera nipples chusne laga. Fir dhire dhire karke meri panty utar diya. Us wakt tak mera lund shikure hua tha. Fir usne mere lund masalne laga. Woh itne pyar se masal raha tha ki jaise koi ladki masal rahi ho.

Mera lund ab thoda thoda khada hone lag gaya. Yeh dekh kar Prakash bhi samajh gaya ki mujhe maza ane laga hai. Woh fir mujhe ghuma diya aur mere piche aakar gand mein lund ragadne laga.

Ek hath age ki aur se meri lund masal raha tha. Mujhe ab maza aane laga tha. Woh thodi der lund mere gand mein ghiste raha. Thodi der ghisne ke baad woh gand ke chuttaron par jhad gaya.

Woh bola, “Aaj ke liye itna hi kal tumhara gand ka utghatan hoga.” Fir main cum saaf karne bathroom ki taraf jane laga.

Prakash ne mujhe rok liya aur kaha ki, “Saf krne ki koi jarurat nahi hai, tumhare pati ka hi toh sperm hai. Aise hi pant pehno aur jaao aur kal main tumhe pick up karne gadi bhej dunga. Aaj jo karna hai ladka banke sab kuch kar lo aur kal se tum bas meri biwi ban ke rahoge. Aur suno yeh dress hai aaj yeh pehn ke sona raat ko.”

Fir woh mujhe dress ka ek packet diya aur main mere room mein chali aayi. Main room mein akele hi rehta tha. Toh ghar aake main bistar pe let kar sochne laga Thodi der baad maine man bana liya aur Prakash ko man se apna pati maan liya.

Fir maine woh dress ka packet khola toh waha ek lady’s nighty bra aur ladies panty tha. Bra, panty bohut hi stylish the aur chote the. Aur nighty transparent tha. Maine apne kapde utare aur panty bhi utara.

Toh khayal aya ki panty mein toh Prakash ka cum laga hua hoga jo mere gand mein se lagkar sukh gaya hoga. Maine panty uthaya aur sunghne laga. Usme se Prakash ki cum ka smell aa raha tha.

Main thodi der sunghta raha aur fir maine apne gand par hath firaya jaha Prakash ne apna cum ghiraya tha. Waha par thoda gadhapan tha jo cum sukhne se hua tha. Fir maine Prakash ke diye hue kapde pehan liya.

Main khudko ab ladki samajh ne lag gaya tha. Fir maine Prakash ka sperm laga hua panty liya aur naak ke pass rakhkar sunghte hue so gayi. Ye mera pehla gay experience tha.