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Hello dear readers. This is a true story that I witnessed in my life about my traditional mother. My name is Pawan 21 years old, and was in my final year at university studying computer science. I am a tall guy, well built and dark in complexion.

My family consists of me, my dad and my mother. My father, Vijay, was a labourer who worked with a contractor. He was 50 years old back then. He was the only bread earner in our family as my mom was a housewife.

My dad was dark in complexion. He was tall and broad with broad shoulders and a big pouch belly. On the whole, my dad appeared as a very strong man. Everyone says I’m the photocopy of my dad.

My mom, Vinita, is the main character of the story. She was a simple, innocent, traditional housewife who always wore a saree at home and outside. She may be traditional, but she was a very beautiful lady.

With medium-sized boobs, nice round buttocks, and a flat belly with the right amount of fats, her saree fit her body perfectly. She was very fair as compared to my dad. She always wears her sindoor and mangalsutra all the time. She was 10 years younger than dad, so she was 40.

My parents were uneducated and wanted their only child to get a proper education. Unfortunately, I wasn’t that gifted of a child. I had to study hard day and night to score a bit above the pass mark. But never have I scored great marks. But even then, my parents were happy that I passed my exams.

I know all the hardships that my parents went through to educate me. That’s why I always did all I could to please them with minimal results. The more I climbed up the ladder of education, the more difficult the learning became. As I said before, I wasn’t gifted.

I was mentored by my cousin brother, who was only 19 years old and doing his junior college. I was 2 years older than him. But he was considered a computer geek and a good helping-natured boy. My mom would call my dad’s sister during my exams and ask her to send her son to help me with the revision.

To be honest, I owe him all my pass marks. He was the reason I was able to pass my exam. I was so dependent on him. My dad, mom and I were forever grateful to him. My cousin brother was named Akash. He was a sweet white-skinned boy. He was short and skinny.

Physically he never appeared powerful like my dad and me. But he was powerful cognitively. As I had a dissertation to submit for my last year, I asked mom to ask him to come for 2 months instead of one. Finally, his mom accepted, and he was at my home for 2 months.

My house wasn’t big. We had 2 bedrooms, 1 small kitchen and living room. Attached to the kitchen was the bathroom. My parents didn’t invest much in building a big house but focused more on my education. Both my mom and dad rarely buy new clothes.

My mom stills wear the same sarees she bought about 3 years ago. Due to this, the blouse sticks to her body. Even her petticoats are tight around her ass. But I never looked at mom that way because I greatly respected them.

Akash was an innocent and cheerful guy who always revolved around my mom whenever he came. He rarely passes free time with me. He spent most of his time talking or helping mom in the kitchen. They were like mom and son rather than compared to me.

Whenever he came, he used to sleep in my room. But this time, things changed. As I had a computer in my room, we bought an AC and fixed it in my room. Hence I was used to AC and could not sleep without it. But unfortunately, Akash was skinny and was often sick with a fever. He couldn’t sleep with AC.

Hence when he arrived, mom talked about this to dad. They decided that he would sleep in my parents’ room. While dad will sleep on the mat, both mom and he will occupy the bed.

The first week went by without any major developments. He helped me complete a major part of my dissertation. Then in the 2nd week, I started noticing a few actions from him that made me curious. As he used to spend most of the time with my mom, he was very free with her.

During the day, I was in university, and dad would be at work. So he spent most of the time helping mom with the house works. I was at home in the second week as we got 2 weeks for revision. I would be mostly in my room revising. Whenever I was confused, I would ask him to come and clear my confusion.

I was inside my room on the first day of the 2nd week until I needed his help. I went to the kitchen to look for him. As I went near the kitchen, I could hear his voice.

Akash: Vinita chachi, Pawan works hard every day. I don’t think he needs me anymore. I should return, don’t you think so?

Vinita: No, Akash. Pawan needs you to help him. You are a gifted boy. And Pawan isn’t like you.

Akash: Yes, Vinita chachi, but sometimes I get bored. There is no one to play with or have fun with. You are always busy doing your housework. At home, I play with my other cousins, who are very active, unlike Pawan.

My mom knew the importance of Akash. She had to do something to feel happy. As for my mom, her son’s education was primordial. Hearing Akash’s words, I was also stressed. I knew if he left, I would definitely fail my exams.

But being playful or active or playing games wasn’t my tea. I was just like my dad, always a serious and rarely talked type of guy. I was hoping my mom would think of something. But I interrupted their conversation by asking him to help me in my room.

Pawan: Hey Akash, I need your help in the room. Can you please come with me?

Akash: Of course, Pawan bhaiya.

He followed me into my room and explained the lesson to me. This scene made Vinita understand that by hook or crook, Akash must stay.

In the evening, I called mom into my room.

Pawan: Mom, I heard Akash in the morning complaining about getting bored. Mom, as you know my nature, I’m not the hyperactive type of guy. But please, mom, do anything for him to stay. You know that without him, I’ll fail.

Vinita: Yes, beta, I was also worried about this. I understand this, but what should I do? Maybe you can suggest some ideas.

Pawan: Mom, you are our family’s only cheerful and friendly person. Besides, he bonds well with you. Give him company. Playing with him makes him happy.

Vinita. Yes, I agree I’m the only cheerful person in this house. You and your dad are boring types. I agree with you that I should keep him happy, but how?

Pawan: As he said, mom, you are only doing household work and not giving him time. It’s only for 2 months, mom. Forget your housework. Play with him. Entertain him. Become a child with him. But importantly, make him happy.

Both mom and son agreed upon this. Later in the evening, Vinita related what happened in the day to her husband. The latter told the same thing as Pawan said. And ordered Vinita to forget the housework and make him happy.

The next day, Vinita woke up early and completed all her work before Akash was up. Vinita waited in the living room for Akash. After Akash had completed his breakfast, Vinita cheerfully questioned Akash.

Vinita: So, pretty boy, what are we playing today? I’m free today. Let’s play.

Akash: Ah, I’m so happy, Vinita chachi. I’ve brought some of my indoor games. Today let’s play indoor golf. Do you know how to play golf, chachi?

Vinita: Not really. But you can teach me like you teach Pawan?

Akash was so happy and went in and brought back his Complete set. He explains the game to her. Showed her how to hit the back. I just happened to see them playing from my room. I was happy mom was helping out.

While my mom was trying to shoot, her back was slightly bent. Oh, my god, what a view. Mom wore an old yellow transparent saree. The blouse was sleeveless, and it was tight on her body. While bending, her melons were visible.

She had a black bra inside, which was also visible. I always respected my mom but on seeing that I had a boner in my shorts. It was when I noticed Akash. That boy was fixing in between the boobs of my mom like a hungry fox. That made me curious.

I stopped reading and peeped at them. My mom was losing as she didn’t master how to shoot properly. But they were both happy playing.

Akash: Chachi, wait, I’ll teach you how to score.

He came behind my mom and grabbed mom’s both hands.

Akash: Firstly, you have to hold the shaft well. You should be the master. You do it well. Close your eyes and feel the shaft.

I was in doubt of whether this had a double meaning. My mom was innocent, so she closed her eyes and did as ordered.

Akash: Then you have pushed your buttock a bit backwards.

As mom did this, he enjoyed this. His crotch area pressed on mom’s buttocks. He leaned on my mom, holding her hands, acting as if showing her how to play. But his expression was clear enough. He was enjoying this closeness, and maybe he was grinding mom ass with his boner.

As mom’s eyes were closed, he enjoyed this position for some time until they continued to play normally. What shocked me just after he left mom was the boner on his shorts. It was indeed a bigger boner than mine. I was amazed and confused by this. I thought maybe it was short.

But to my dismay, mom was also stealthily eyeing in that direction. Mom’s eyes popped open as if shocked. But he continued as if nothing had happened. For the 2nd time, he again came behind mom to teach him to play. This time mom’s expression changed.

It was a mixed feeling expression. I could see shock, fear, amazed, enjoyment, lust and feel trapped. That night for the first time, I masturbated on my mom. Exactly from what I saw. I couldn’t explain why this so tempted me. The next day I purposely lied to my mom.

Pawan: Hey, mom. Akash was very happy that you played with him yesterday. He was telling me how much he enjoyed it. Thanks a lot, mom. Keep on making him happy.

Mom was puzzled a bit but then acted as if happy.

Mom: Yes, beta, I will do everything for him to be happy.

I cannot explain why I wanted to push mom more into this. But I know I had to do this. Akash woke up to see my mom in the kitchen. He went to take his bath. I was in the living room and drinking a cup of tea. I noticed that this bastard took only boxer shorts and a towel inside.

I realised I will be seeing more again today. I could easily see the kitchen and the bathroom room without them noticing me. It was as I had expected. He came out of the bathroom, drying his hair with the towel in his boxer shorts. It was white boxer shorts.

He was as skinny as a pigeon. But my god, this bulge in his boxer was enormous.

Akash: Vinita chachi, what are you cooking that smells so good?

He acted casually. As soon as my mom turned toward him, I noticed mom’s expression. The same pattern as yesterday. Shocked, fearful, amazed and trapped. Mom’s eyes were fixed on his bulge. Mom froze for some time but managed to answer back.

Vinita: I’m cooking fried rice.

Akash: I forgot to take my clothes while going to bathe. Can I take a look at the fried rice?

Mom, in an instant, just blurted out yes. He immediately came behind mom in his boxer. As the kitchen was small, as soon as he came behind mom, both bodies stuck together. But he acted innocently, praising mom for his food and food smell. I see him grinding his dick more onto the ass of my mom.

My mom knew she had to subdue him as his presence was important. Seeing her silence with this complete bold act of his, he mustered more courage.

Akash: Chachi, you work a lot. Let me help you with a shoulder massage.

He started pressing mom’s shoulders with both hands. And seeing mom’s facial expressions, I could understand that he is good at it.

Akash: Chachi, please lean back on me. I’ll hold you. Relax your body.

Vinita was lost with the big bulge grinding her ass and a heavenly shoulder massage. She could only obey the order of Akash. The more Vinita leaned back on him, the more he could feel this cock on her ass. She forgot for once that she is a married and traditional woman.

Akash was a perfect manipulator. He stopped at a time to keep Vinita wanting him for more and went inside to wear his clothes. As soon as he left, I could see mom closing her eyes as if trying to stop something inside her. She was in ecstasy and pain at the same time.

The woman inside her wanted more pleasure from this situation. At this time, the woman instinct forgot that she was a married and a traditional mom. She also forgot that he was a little boy. The pain inside made her remember that this was a sin and that she shouldn’t do this. She was confused.

Pawan could guess the confusion in her mom’s mind. He had to encourage his mom so that he could see more action, or else her mom may stop the game. About an hour later, Pawan came and again purposely lied to her mom.

Pawan: Hey, mom, what magic did you do to Akash suddenly? He is so happy with the relationship she has with you. And thanks me a lot for inviting him over. I don’t know what you are doing, mom, but seriously you are rocking.

Mom: I’m glad to hear that, Pawan. At least he can stay and help you a lot.

Pawan: Yeah, Mom, he is helping me at the double speed these days. It seems that the happiness you are giving him is making him happy. Work at double speed. Please, mom, I don’t know what magic you are feeding him, but please do not stop. Add a little more of it.

Mom: Oh, beta. Everything for my son.

After this conversation, I felt like a weight was lifted from her. Brightness could be seen on her face. Vinita was trying to face a reason to hide her guilt of wanting this young nephew so much. But as soon as her son spoke to her, she convinced herself she was doing it for her son.

But her woman instinct was wanting only pleasure from that young boy.

Hello guys, I am back with another part of my story. If you are a new reader, please read the first part to follow the storyline. So, without wasting more time, let’s get back to my horny encounter.

Like I said, I went to my room and started masturbating with my milf landlady Ankita’s panty wrapped around my big cock. I was so horny back then that I forgot that my room’s door lock was faulty. So, sometimes if someone pushes it hard, the door opens.

I was moaning Ankita’s name while I masturbated and then suddenly, my door gets opened. And believe me guys, I was not ready for that situation! Then Ankita entered my room and saw me sniffing her panties with one hand on my thick cock.

Ankita: Arre sorry-sorry main bhi bina knock kiye ghus gayi (she said while covering her eyes).

Me (searching for my pants): Arre, (no words were coming out of my mouth this was such an embarrassing incident).

Ankita’s husband (trying to enter the room): Arre kya ho gaya?

Ankita (pushing her husband out of the room): Arre kuch nahi, Siddharth so raha tha, maine galti se usko jaga diya.

I was totally shocked and relieved at the same time, since I was assuming that she might tell her husband and then they would kick me out of the house. Since she saved me, I thought to explain the situation so that I could re-gather her trust. So I decided to talk about that after dinner. After dinner, our conversation went like this.

Me: Ankita, I am sorry for what you saw today.

Ankita: …

Me: Please maaf kar do, aage se aisa nahi karunga.

Ankita: Sid, aage se kiya naa, to tumhare mummy papa ko complaint kar doongi.

Me: Sorry, Ankita.

Ankita: Waise main isliye ghus gayi, kyunki tumne mera naam liya. Mujhe laga kuch kaam hoga par yaha to kisi aur kaam mein mera naam use ho raha tha. Aisa kyun?

Me (dtaring at her): Wo darasal…

Ankita: Siddharth, tumhe ab girlfriend ki zaroorat hai. Ye sab airi-gairi harkate band kar do.

Me: Mujhe aaj kal ki ladkiya pasand nahi aati.

Ankita: To kya mere jaisi middle-aged married moms pasand aati hai kya?

Me: Haa.

Ankita (her face turning red): Ufff, I was not expecting that. Why Siddharth, what’s wrong with you? Aur mere mein kya acha dikhta hai?

Me: Everything, aapki sundarta (in some occasions, the word ‘sundarta’ means ‘boobs’).

Ankita: Hatt pagal kahi ka. Sudhar jaa. Waise wo panty nikal ke rakho, main aati hu lene. Ya rakhne ka irada hai?

Me: Ji, Ankita madam (we both stared at each other as if we both were waiting for each other to go for the first move).

Then I went back to my room happily. Since then I got to know that my married landlady was open minded and was an attention seeker. This made my mind more eager to fuck her and by the thought of this, I again got a boner.

Then I started searching for the panty instead of wasting any more time. Just when I found her panty, Ankita entered my room!

Ankita: Lao do meri chaddi (she came forward, as I moved my hand forward to her).

Ankita (glancing at my boner): Siddharth, itna josh aata kaha se hai?

Me: Ankita, wo tumhari panty ko jab dekhta hu to apne aap jati hai.

Ankita: Aisa kyun? Ye to bas ek kapda hai.

Me: Kapde mein main tumhari smell aur ass imagine karta hu.

Ankita (her face getting red): Ye kaisi soch hai, aur room mein itni garmi achanak se kaise aa gayi?

Ankita: Aur wo kuch karo apne chhote chetan ka. Bahut bada ho raha hai.

Me: Haa sorry, fir ye dekhna pada aapko.

Ankita: Waise kya tum mujhe ek baar dikhaoge? Nahi chhodho, main bhi kya baate kar rahi hu. Senior hokar in cheezo ke liye motivate, chhodho.

Me (almost taking my cock out): Ab itna ho hi gaya hai to dekh lijiye. Well, here I was trying to make my first move while keeping my life at stakes.

Ankita was looking at my throbbing dick and big balls full of cum. I could hear as she gulped her own saliva. Then I stroked my uncut big cock slowly as my balls started swinging up and down.

Ankita (her voice was shivering): Siddharth..

Me: Kya hua, acha nahi hai? Main soch hi raha tha shave karne se acha dikhega ya nahi.

Ankita ran towards the door and closed it.

Ankita: Bahut saal ho gaye isko dekhe, warna tumhare uncle to meri pregnancy ke baad mushkil se ek-do baar, wo bhi andhere mein pakdaya karte the.

Me: Koi baat nahi ab dekh lijiye. Waise kya ye uncle se bada hai?

Ankita: Pata nahi (she stared down my cock as she said).

Me: Ankita, touch karogi to mujhe bhi acha lagega.

Ankita: Chee-chee, main nahi karungi.

Me: Arre one time. Touch karke feel kar lo.

Then Ankita came near me and was hesitating to touch my cock. I simply grabbed her hand and placed upon my big cock.

Ankita: Ye to garam hai.

And the milf slowly stroked my cock, giving me a sensuous handjob.

She was enjoying every bit of it. With every stroke, my balls were hitting her bangles which made as sweet jingling noise. Her heavy breaths were syncing with my breaths. The fan was off, so we were both drenched in sweat.

I removed my shirt and asked her to remove her nighty as well. She hesitated at first, but I told her that if she went back in sweat her husband might question her. She agreed to remover her nighty, only if I close my eyes. So, I pretended to close my eyes.

The milf landlady turned around from me and started removing her nighty. Slowly, I could see her thick legs and her fat ass. She was wearing a black panty which was little tight for her ass while on the upper part she was wearing a laced black bra.

She then turned around and again grabbed my cock. I then opened my eyes. She was little shy, but I made her feel comfortable.

Me: Dekho maine bola tha naa aap ki sundarta ka koi jawaab nahi.

Ankita: Kya tum bhi ab. Kitni der aur? Jaldi maal nikaalo, yaha aur der hui to uncle to bhi dikhana apna big lund.

Me: Ankita, aap chair par baitho legs upar karke, mera kaam ho jayega.

Ankita: Tum shakal se bhole ho, par buddhi in cheezo mein sabse aage.

Then she went back and sat on the chair spreading her legs. Her pussy was trying to peek from her tight panty which she was trying to hide as she felt little uncomfortable.

Me: Aap har jagah se sundar ho Ankita. Aap kuch matt chupao, agar chupana hi hai to hath rakh lo.

Ankita: Pata nahi, tumhe acha laga?

Me: Panty utaar deti to aur acha hota.

Ankita: Acha, theek hai.

I was surprised by how she obeyed me instantly. I knew that she also wanted to feel good. My sexy landlady removed her panty and her hairy pussy was out. It was of perfect shape. I assumed uncle didn’t fuck her good.

Then I went near her and started stroking faster. Her breaths got heavier and faster. Her boobs jiggled and the mangalsutra between those mountains was swinging forward and backward as she took long breaths. Just then, I busted my nut over her sweaty big tits and her bra! She was startled.

Me (moaning): Ankita ji…

Ankita: Oh, kitna garam hai ye. Upar se kahi aur nahi maar sakte the. Poori bra geeli kar di.

Me: Panty se poch lo.

Ankita: Main chalti hu, aur haa ye first aur last hona chahiye, warna dekhna.

Me (trying to be sarcastic): Is baar aap kya dikhaogi?

Ankita walked out of my room. I could see her face of satisfaction and greedy at the same time, as if she wanted something more out of this. But the real problem was her family.

The next morning, we had breakfast and uncle went down to handle the shop. Ankita was washing utensils on the basin. She was wearing a new nighty which she tucked around her waist exposing her legs to show.

I went behind her back and grabbed her ass. I felt that she wasn’t wearing a panty, since I almost touched my milf landlady’s sweaty hairy pussy. She got startled and tried to resist a little. Then she pushed me a little back.

Ankita: Kya kar rahe ho Siddhart, koi dekh lega?

Me: Koi nahi dekhega.

Ankita: Maine bola naa wo last tha. Ab aage kuch karoge to main pakka bol doongi. Aage se choona matt mujhe.

Me: Okay.

She thought I would go back and started washing again. But this time, I sat down and pushed my face in her ass and started licking her pussy. She resisted at first, but then her legs started shaking. I could feel her pushing herself down as if she wanted to sit on my face.

Ankita: S..ss..Sid… please matt karo.

I continued to play with her pussy. Sometimes, I licked her ass crack. I was so horny that I didn’t mind cleanliness. I just wanted to eat her fat ass. Then I started shaking. I assumed that she was going to cum and mostly will piss. So, I turned her around by grabbing her waist fast enough and just then she pissed on my t-shirt and fortunately my shirt absorbed all her juices. She was ashamed and she didn’t look at me.

Ankita turned around and started washing again.

Me: Ankita, aapne to poora nehla diya mujhe apni baarish mein.

Ankita: …

Then I tried to look at her face and saw a satisfying smile and some tears of satisfaction in her eyes. Her kajal was messed up her lips were shaking, as if she bit them hard.

Me: Main change kar leta hu.

Then I kissed her neck. As I went back, I was assuming that she would feel loved and not think as I was using her as an object. After that I heard a serious conversation,

Uncle: Ankita, ab kya kar sakta hu. Mere dost ke bete ki shaadi hai. Nahi jaunga to usko acha nahi lagega.

Ankita: Fir chhotu (her son) ke exams bhi aane waale hai. Iski tuitions sab miss ho jayenge.

Uncle: Siddharth ke paas chhodh dete hai.

Ankita: Wo bechara college jayega ya bachha sambhaalega? Aap jayiye, main nahi jaa rahi.

Uncle: Theek hai, tab raho yahi pe. Main bol doonga tumhari tabiyat theek nahi hai.

Ankita: Kab wapas aayenge aap?

Uncle: Pata nahi, ek hafta shayad.

Ankita: Ek hafta? Shop kon kholega fir?

Uncle: Uski zaroorat nahi padegi. Agar mann kare to khol lena.

Ankita: Theek hai.

After dinner, uncle called me and said to take care of her wife and child while he was gone away. Since I was the only male big enough to take actions if something goes wrong.

The next day uncle went away leaving me and Ankita all alone. I thought this was an excellent chance and I just had to seduce Ankita enough. So, I started my moves.

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Hello everyone, this is my first story and I will be writing it in parts, as it is a long story. This is a true story of my life. So, without wasting your time, I will start the story.

My name is Akriti aur main 29 saal ki hu. Mera rang dusky hai, aur mera figure 34C-30-36 hai. Main ek chhote se shehar ki ladki hu, aur meri arrange marriage hui hai. Mere husband ka naam Yash hai, aur wo ek journalist hai. Wo Noida mein job karte hai.

Main shadi ke baad unke hi sath Noida aa gayi thi. Hamari married life achi chal rahi thi. Yash kaafi caring hai, aur mera poora khayaal rakhte hai. Yash ka ek bahut acha dost bhi hai. Umang jo hamse milne aksar ghar aata rehta hai, jis wajah se meri bhi Umang se dosti ho gayi.

Uska ghar bhi paas mein hi tha, to main bhi kabhi-kabhi free time mein usse milne chali jati thi. Umang unmarried hai aur akela rehta hai.

Sab kuch sahi chal raha tha, aur meri shadi ko 2 saal ho chuke the. Fir ghar waale bachhe ki zid karne lage. Hamne bachhe ke liye 4 maheene try kiya, but kuch nahi hua. Fir jab maine doctor ko dikhaya, to sab normal nikla.

Uske baad maine Yash ko bola: Aap bhi check up karwa lo.

To unhone saaf mana kar diya ki unme koi problem nahi hai. Unhe apni mardangi par poora yakeen tha. Main ab poori tarah pareshaan ho chuki thi, kyunki ghar waale bahut pressure daal rahe the.

Tabhi ek din Umang aaya aur bola: Bhabhi, chai pila do. Us time Yash ghar par nahi the, aur mujhe ghar waale phone par taane de chuke the, jisse mera mood kharaab tha. Mujhe aise dekh kar Umang ne poocha –

Umang: Bhabhi, kya hua?

Aur main us time itni vulnerable thi, ki sab bata diya.

Fir Umang ne bola, ki wo help karega meri. Usne mujhe kuch fruits bataye aur bola –

Umang: Inka juice Yash ko pila do.

Maine wahi kiya, lekin result nahi aaya. Fir main depression mein jaane lagi. Bachhe ke liye desperate ho gayi thi main.

Umang ne bola: Bhabhi, surrogacy se karwa lo na.

Fir maine same cheez Yash ko batayi, to wo bole –

Yash: Natural way mein hi hoga, warna naa sahi.

Ye sun kar main depressed ho gayi.

Fir ek din Umang mujhe hospital le gaya aur bola-

Umang: Kaafi sperm donor hai, aap tension matt lo. Aap kisi aur ke sperm se surrogate ho jao.

Mujhe uska idea acha laga, but baat jab paperwork ki aayi, tab husband ka concent hona bhi zaroori tha usme. Mera dil ek baar fir toot gaya. Tabhi Umang ne mujhse bola –

Umang: Bhabhi, bura na maano to ek baat bolu?

Maine kaha: Haa.

Umang: Bhabhi, meri nazar mein ek aadmi hai. Kaafi strong hai. Agar aapko bachha chahiye, to usse sex karke ho sakta hai.

Mujhe is baat par bahut gussa aaya, aur maine Umang ko ek zordaar thappad maar diya.

Fir main boli –

Me: Tum pagal ho kya?

Uske baad na Umang kuch bola na main, aur main ghar aa gayi. But Umang ki baat mere dimaag mein ghoomti rahi. Fir maine Umang ko message kiya-

Me: Theek hai, I am ready. But Yash ko is baat ka pata nahi chalna chahiye. Aur agar bachha hota hai, to ye usi ka bachha hoga samjhe?

Umang meri is baat par ready ho gaya, aur bola –

Umang: Theek hai. Main us aadmi se baat karke aapko batata hu.

Maine kaha: Okay.

Umang ne fir reply kiya: Bhabhi, aap date bata do apne periods ki, jiske hisaab se hum decide kare, ki sex kab karna hai. Taaki conceive ho sake. Aur ek baar mein conceive ho jayega, iski guarantee nahi hai. Isliye aapko lagbhag 10 din karna padega sex.

Iska jawab maine okay diya, kyunki mujhe aisi baatein karne mein sharam aa rahi thi. Fir maine Umang ko apne periods ki date batayi, aur fir usne saari calculation karke mujhe bataya-

Umang: Abhi best time hai. Maine gynecologist se bhi pooch liya hai. Kal subha aapko baaki cheeze batata hu.

Fir umang ka agle din message aaya: Bhabhi aap parlour wagaira chali jao. Meri baat ho gayi hai. Parso mere flat par wo aa jayega.

Ye sun kar meri heartbeat bahut tez ho gayi. Lekin main itni desperate thi ki peeche nahi hatt sakti thi.

Fir main parlour gayi. Waha maine bleach, facial full body wax karwaya, jiske baad main bala ki khoobsurat lag rahi thi.

Yash ke poochne par maine bola: Main itne din se sad thi, isliye self care karke khud ko khush mehsoos karane ki koshish kar rahi hu.

Maine apni pussy hair bhi wax kiye, jisse meri pussy makhmal jaisi smooth ho gayi thi. Yash ke office jaane ke baad maine sabse achi wali black saree pehni, jisme main bomb lag rahi thi. Fir main Umang ke flat ki taraf chal di. Umang bhi office jaane ke liye ready ho raha tha, aur bola-

Umang: Bhabhi, aap baitho, wo aadmi aata hi hoga. Main office jaa raha hu.

Ye sun kar main darr gayi, ki main akele kaise rahungi ek anjaan aadmi ke sath. Fir  Umang bola –

Umang: Tension nahi lo bhabhi, wo acha aadmi hai. Kuch nahi hoga.

Ye bol kar Umang mujhe apne flat par akela chhodh gaya.

Main ab flat par akeli thi, aur mera dil zoro se dhadak raha tha, yahi soch-soch ke ki wo aadmi kaise hoga. Maine socha, ki kahi main galat to nahi kar rahi thi. Main ye sab soch hi rahi thi, ki tabhi bell baji. Maine uth kar gate khola, to ek 6 foot 2 inch ka aadmi tha.

Us aadmi ke saamne main 5’2″ ki bahut naati lag rahi thi. Usne stubble beard maintain kar rakhi thi. Aur uska colour saawla tha, mujhse thoda sa zyada dark.

Fir usne bola: Ji, wo mujhe Umang ne bheja hai. Mera naam Hemant hai, aur main 27 saal ka hu.

Maine usko andar bulaya, aur bedroom mein bithaya. Fir maine usse poocha –

Main: Paani-waani kuch lenge.

Usne bola: Paani bhi lenge, aur aapki bhi lenge.

Ye sun kar main kuch nahi bol payi, aur andar paani lene chali gayi. Main Umang ke ghar aksar aati rehti hu, to mujhe pata hai konsa samaan kaha rakha hai.

Main uske liye paani layi, aur usko paani diya. Fir usne mujhe ek report di, aur bola –

Hemant: Ye meri HIV negative report hai. Umang ne bola tha aapko dikha du.

Maine report dekhi, aur boli: Theek hai.

Usne bola: Aise door khade rehne se kuch nahi hoga. Aapko paas aana hoga.

Fir main darte hue uske paas jaa kar baith gayi. Usne bag mein se ek goli nikali, aur paani ke sath wo goli khaa li. Fir usne mujhe bhi ek-doosri goli di, aur bola –

Hemant: Aap ye khaa lo, isse aapka darr khatam ho jayega.

Maine usse paani liya. Mere hath kaamp rahe the, aur kaampte hue hatho se wo goli khaa li. Maine bina soche ki wo kis cheez ki goli thi, usko khaa liya.

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My beautiful, loving aunt Anupama. After my mother, she has been the most important woman in my life. She is my mother’s twin. They looked so alike that I had confusion telling them apart till I turned nineteen.

There were times when my mother had to go out. So she would call Anupama to come to spend the afternoon. I would spend hours playing with her, eating the food she cooked, and watching TV.

I wouldn’t realize the woman on the couch with me was not my mother until my actual mother returned home. She was that identical. Not just the face and body but also mannerisms.

During our family functions, when something bad happened, I would accidentally hug Anupama instead. She would gladly accept my embrace. Many times, I shared my feelings without knowing whether the woman I was talking to was my aunt or my mother.

Actually, it didn’t matter because Anupama was as caring as my mother. She would give me all the right advice. There was one time when I asked something. But my mother had no answer for it, so she switched places with Anupama to give me my answer.

It was something related to girls. Since I hit puberty, I have felt a strange attraction toward girls. While my mother felt uncomfortable, Anupama was open to answering all my questions.

As a child, I was too naive to know what to share and what not to share. But when I turned nineteen, I had matured. I still remember that evening. I told my parents, “I don’t want any celebration. If you believe that I am an adult now, you will leave me home alone. Go for Rajiv’s engagement. I’ll be okay here.”

I sent them away because a girl was going to come over. She was my classmate who turned nineteen three months back. She had promised that once I turned nineteen, we would lose virginity together. I waited for her in our apartment. She didn’t come.

She just gave some lame excuse that she was having some lady problems. I was so heartbroken that I cried while eating the chocolate chip ice cream I bought for us after sex. I was very vulnerable when she saw me sitting on my bed crying.

By she, I mean my aunt Anupama. She had come with a birthday gift for me despite no party. Seeing me, she immediately dropped the present and came to hug me.

She tried calming me down while asking, “What is it? Why are you crying?”

I couldn’t tell. Although I had previously shared everything with her, I couldn’t speak at that moment when I saw her face.

“I can’t tell you this.”

“Why?”

“There are some things I can’t share with you.”

“Why is that?”

“Because you look like my mother.”

“But I’m not your mother.” she realized what could be the problem without me saying, “Is it a girl-related problem?”

I quietly wept as she continued with her deduction, “A girl was going to come over to celebrate your birthday with you. Perhaps you two were planning to make love. But last moment, her plans changed, and she didn’t come.”

“Yes,” I got angry, “And she gave some lame excuse, that bitch!”

She was a bit offended seeing my curse. She wiped my tears, saying, “Gaurav, you are a nice guy. If she didn’t come, that must be because she has a valid reason. Believe me. You have this strange cuteness that will make any woman fall in love with you.”

I smiled hearing that. It was exactly what I wanted to hear after my self-confidence was shattered. Still, that was not enough to bring me back to normal. She realized that.

“Gaurav, I was not supposed to say this. Your parents have planned a surprise birthday party for you. They’ll be here in an hour. So I want you to be your regular happy self before they come.”

I knew it. My parents would never leave me alone on my birthday. But I wanted something else that day. The gift of adulthood. The gift of losing my virginity. Sadly that was not going to happen anymore. She continued to speak,

“Gaurav, I can’t give you what you want. How about a kiss….”

“I’m not a child. I don’t thi-“

“…on the lips,” she spoke with complete seriousness.

Our eyes were locked as there was complete silence at that moment. She slowly moved her face close to mine. But then, I stopped her.

“This feels wrong. You are my aunt. You look exactly like my mother. It just feels weird.”

“I am your aunt, but we are not related by blood. Also, your mother and I don’t look the same. There are many differences that you haven’t noticed. Let me show you one,” she said while grabbing my hand and gently placing it on her neck.

She guided my fingers until I touched a black spot pimple underneath her right ear.

“If you look carefully, you won’t see your mother in me.”

While my hand was still feeling her neck, she placed her hands on mine and pulled me close for a gentle kiss. It was my first kiss, but she was an expert. We kissed for five long minutes, and she got me thoroughly excited. Not just our lips, our tongues touched and wrestled. There was a lot of exchange of saliva.

She forced herself on me, making me lean back on the bed. She got on top and continued to kiss. My eyes were shut as I took in all the pleasure through the warmth and wetness of her mouth. While we kissed, I had this sudden desire to cup her boob.

My right hand was shivering as I prepared it. After gathering some courage, I gently pressed my palm on her tit. The moment I touched her breast, the doorbell rang, so our lips had to detach.

For a moment, I felt that this kiss meant more to her than me. I was right. Invading my mouth was her way to celebrate her bachelorette party as she was to wed the next month. Since that kiss, I never saw her as my mother’s duplicate.

That moment was permanently imprinted on my memory. I used to remember the exact feeling even years after it happened. Whenever I thought of it, I used to get a huge erection, irrespective of where I was.

I am telling you all this because I went on a trip down memory lane when I was seated on the train heading to Delhi. It had been four years since that kiss. In that period, I did my engineering. Aunt Anupama got married and moved to Delhi.

We didn’t see her since her wedding. That is until I had to go to the capital city for a month-long internship before graduation. She had insisted on me coming to stay with her and her husband.

It was past midnight on the train. Remembering that beautiful moment gave me a massive erection. I wore my night shorts, so my dick was poking through the thin fabric. Fortunately, everyone on the train was asleep. I was in the middle berth trying to sleep while remembering my Anupama aunty.

Suddenly I felt a tight slap on my cheek. Unfortunately, not everyone was asleep. The female T.C., who was passing by, saw my erection. Coincidentally, opposite me was sleeping a Rajasthani bhabhi. Unlike me, she was facing away from the window, so the strong wind blew her sari up, exposing her bare thighs.

For some inexplicable reason, she was not wearing any underwear. When I opened my eyes, I saw lady T.C. fix that sleeping woman’s sari. She was a fair heavy chubby woman with big boobs. She was wearing a suit. She was very angry.

Her eyes were red with rage as she came close to my face and said, “Come with me.”

I followed her to the toilet space between two compartments. The train was racing in the middle of the night. There was complete darkness inside and outside except for dim guiding light for us to walk.

Do you remember how aunt Anupama said I have strange cuteness that would make any woman fall in love with me? That was one such moment. You wouldn’t believe what happened next. People were sleeping on the floor, but that woman didn’t care.

“I am hungry,” said the demoness and went on her knees. Then taking my dick out, she started sucking on it. She was being very aggressive about it. I could tell she was desperate. Her mouth kept sucking while she unbuttoned her coat and then her shirt.

Her massive breasts were exposed to me. She wasn’t wearing a bra. She played with her tits while sucking my cock. But whenever I tried touching them, she slapped my hand. She continued to give me a blowjob until the next station was near.

I masturbate a lot, so it took her a while to milk my cock. When the train was close, as the surrounding was getting brighter, she squeezed my balls hard. At that instant, my dick exploded inside her mouth. She swallowed it all. She then pulled up my shorts and then buttoned her shirt.

I didn’t realize this before. Despite being as tall as I am, this woman was taller than me. After we were done, the beastly woman looked down at me. I could see her mouth stained with my cum. For a moment, I felt as if she had the urge to kiss my lips. I didn’t want her to. Fortunately, she didn’t.

She warned me, saying, “I’ll return after this station. Don’t you dare touch that woman’s sari again. Or next time, I’ll put ‘my rod’ inside your ass.”

She then walked away, and I returned to my seat. Having recently ejaculated, I slept like a baby. These were just two of the many incidents I had experienced in my life when a mature older woman got sexual with me.

Let’s just say there were enough incidents for me to develop an attraction toward mature women more than girls my age. One downside of being a mature-chick magnet is that I was still a virgin after all these sexual experiences.

That was going to change. I would stay with aunt Anupama in her house during my month-long internship.

To be cunt-i-nude.

This is part one of the story about my beautiful aunt and me. Please tell me what you think about my story via email at [email protected]. Also, please share this story as much as possible so that it reaches Anupama aunty to let her know how I feel about her.

That night Vinita got the strength and became bold after her son’s encouraging words. At the dining table in front of her husband and son, she says she has neck and back pain.

She knew her husband would drink 2 to 3 pegs every night after dinner and sleep. This has been a daily routine for about 5 to 6 years now. Sex life was as if non-existent these days. Akash immediately jumped on the opportunity.

Akash: chachi, I’m used to massaging my mom and dad in my house. I’m an expert at it. You will be amazed. I know a few special techniques.

Vinita: Okay, beta, please, if you know, do it for me before sleeping. I don’t know what I would have done without you in this house.

Upon hearing this, I needed to find a way to peep into the room. After drinking 3 to 4 pegs, my dad spread his mat and slept. As both my mom and Akash used to sleep on the same bed, mom stayed in her saree itself while going to bed. But today, things were going to change.

As soon as my mom lay on the bed, Akash brought a bottle of oil and sat on the bed. While my father wasn’t asleep and the lights were still on, I was peeping through the door’s keyhole.

Akash: Vinita Chachi, it would be preferable if you could remove your saree and stay with your blouse and petticoat. I used to do it for my mom. She used to remove her saree so it didn’t get spoiled with oil.

Vinita: Okay, beta, as you say.

Vinita stood up and removed her saree. While Akash watched Vinita’s body shape through her tight blouse and petticoat. It was also the sexiest Indian milf body I saw for the first time. While observing my mom’s body, I removed my junior and started shagging.

As soon as mom lay on her belly, Akash climbed on her by kneeling on both sides of mom’s hips. He poured oil on mom’s back and started massaging her like a pro. He was doing a wonderful job.

Vinita: Beta, your hands are doing magic. All my pains feel better suddenly. Please don’t stop.

He continued for some time until he noticed that my dad had dozed off.

Akash: Chachi. Your blouse is getting in the way. I’m removing the hook.

Without waiting for an answer, he removed the hook without any struggle. Vinita was left speechless. But she thought nothing was wrong with that as he is like his son, and she is like his mother. And besides, she was enjoying this massage.

I was astonished to see how easily he removed those hooks. A small boy 3 years younger than me is enjoying the body of mature milf. And here I am, never even touched a woman. Damn, he is a very lucky boy. He kept massaging me while my mom kept moaning silently with pleasure.

Vinita: Ah, Akash, don’t stop.

The sound of moaning gave more courage to Akash. Without even asking, he removed the bra clip and continued massaging. Vinita was shocked, but the pleasure was beyond her expectations. He kept applying pressure on the back using his thumb and moving it in a circular motion.

He did that everywhere on the back, and it was so relaxing. The technique he was using with his thumbs was building a great pleasure inside Vinita. It was as if she was near to squirting. Vinita closed her eyes and kept enjoying this young boy’s expertise.

I was enjoying this scene and shagging off. I could hold any longer and had to run to the toilet to discharge a hell load of cum. I returned to see that he had gotten out of bed. Just when I thought maybe it was over.

Akash: Chachi, please keep staying in the same position. I’m removing my shirt and shorts in case oil spoils my clothes. I will stay with my boxer. It’s better like this.

Vinita was shocked. But she knew she was in heaven right now. And maybe it’s her overthinking. She cursed those evil thoughts and thought positively. She convinced herself that her nephew was a sweet, innocent boy helping her. I was amazed to see this small boy bulge in his boxer as I watched.

Even though I was bigger and older than him, his bulge was way bigger than my little weenie. You realise that height, age, and face affect the cock. He was short, skinny, a baby face boy with a massive bulge. This time he positioned himself with his knees on both sides of mom’s hips.

But he cunningly pressed his crotch area on mom’s buttocks. Without losing time, he continued his circular motion massage. He then massages both sides of my mom’s hips and moves upwards slowly, massaging simultaneously. He kept his fingers on the side boobs of my mom.

He would occasionally brush his fingers on the side boobs. I could no longer hold myself back from watching this. I again removed my cock and started masturbating. I was looking at my young cousin enjoying the body of my traditional innocent mom with just his hands and fingers.

Vinita was feeling the fingers on Akash brushing her boobs. She should have been angry in a normal situation. But thinking that it must be normal for a massage and thinking he is an innocent boy. She thought maybe this boy was doing that.

But this was building very strong erotic emotions inside. It’s been years that she has been touched there. So she thought it was better she enjoyed it without Akash knowing. Her nipples were already erected and were pressing on her bra fabrics. But luckily, Akash will not know this.

Her pussy was leaking down there. This was not a sex session. But compared to her sex life, nothing was as pleasurable as this experience. I knew that my mom must have felt his fingers there. But suddenly, that image of the traditional mother I had for my mom changed into a slut.

I thought how slutty she could be to enjoy the touches of a teenage boy while my dad was snoring in the same room. Very soon, Vinita sensed something pressing between her ass cracks. She immediately knew it was his boner. But she realised that based on his position, it would be a normal thing.

But she started to feel the shape of this pressure growing multi-fold. That was something very big and long pressing on her butt cracks. She then remembered she was amazed by the size of the bulge in his boxer those previous days.

Shockingly for herself, a traditional mother like her felt good while her nephew pressed his cock on her ass crack. He enjoyed that position for some time, and so did Vinita.

Akash: Is it okay a bit now, chachi? Can I stop?

Vinita was so engrossed in those body pleasures that she was lost, but then she gained consciousness.

Vinita: Oh, I’m sorry, beta. It was such a soothing massage that I got lost. Thanks, beta. You can stop now, but please hook my bra and blouse.

Akash hooked her bra and blouse. With a grin, he knew he had already made her chachi into a ‘thirsty for more’ bitch. He mischievously stepped out of bed to come and stood next to Vinita’s head. When Vinita turned to thank him, she was stunned to see the biggest pole erection in a boxer.

That is indeed massive. She could neither say thanks nor utter any word. Akash climbed back on the bed, bid good night, and dozed off. Vinita’s mind was only visioning that erection. She thought he was an innocent boy helping out. But can a small boy like him have such a big boner like this?

Vinita waited to see in reality how long and big was his cock. He is an innocent bot. He will not understand why Vinita wants to see that. Maybe she should devise a plan to see his cock. Vinita’s mind was already corrupted. Now it was her that would plot a plan to see this cock in real life.

The day after, Akash noticed positive changes in Vinita while she served breakfast. Her blouse was of deeper cut, and her cleavage was more visible than before. Her sexy navel was a feast for him as she used to wear her saree above her navel.

Akash understood that his massage must have made his chachi crave his touch more. So he was sure he would be fucking her holes in a few days. Vinita was in the heat after so many years. She long forgot the touch of a man. Sex was just a formality for both her and her husband.

She was living normally as any other woman without sex for so many years without even craving for any touch. But today, obeying her son and husband, she tried to keep his nephew happy. Suddenly without realising, she was now only seeking her selfish happiness and craved this sweet young boy’s touch.

She was confused. She never thought that she could change her personality like this. Did she become a slut? Is it a sin? Why is this happening? Despite all these questions, I’m her mind. Her woman instinct kept avoiding these questions. She kept presenting as a bitch in front of his young nephew.

Akash mischievously enjoyed her slutty showoff. But ignored her for the next few days by helping me more in my room. This created more and more desperation in Vinita. She craved him more and more. She thought it would have been easier to lure him into her plan of seduction, but he ignored her.

She wanted at all costs to try something else. In the evening, as usual, Akash walked toward the bathroom with his towel and boxers. He used to come out with only a boxer and towel. But he didn’t know what Vinita had planned for him.

But damned bad luck. Just when Akash was walking, Vinita’s husband, Vijay, returned from work early.

Vijay: Hey, everyone. I’m home early. Hey, Akash, are you going for a bath?

Akash: Yes, chacha, I’m going to take my evening bath.

Vijay: Beta, please let me bathe first and then your bath after. I’m so tired. I’ll take this bath and will take a nap.

Akash. Okay, chacha, please go ahead.

Vijay: Vinita, please bring me a towel and my clothes. I’m going for a bath.

As soon as Vijay entered the bathroom, Vinita was worried. She remembered that she purposely placed yesterday’s panty and bra in the bathroom for Akash to enjoy. She wanted to see what would be Akash’s reaction while peeping through the back window.

Vinita was discouraged that her plan was going to waste again. She took the clothes and towel with a sad face and entered the bathroom. She hung up her clothes and the towel, but then Vijay called her.

Vijay: Vinita, how can you be careless like this? You left your inner wear itself. Luckily I came to bathe before Akash. Else what would he have thought?

Vinita acted as if she wasn’t aware. But she was cursing her husband inside her heart for ruining her plan.

Vinita: I must have forgotten this while bathing. God, thank you for coming early.

Just as she was leaving with her inner wear, Vijay asked for her service.

Vijay: Vinita, as you are here, please wash my back with the body scrub pad.

Vinita took the scrub pad and scrubbed her husband back vigorously, cleaning all the dirt. Through the bathroom mirror, she was observing the cock of his husband. It was like a thumb with the bushes longer than the cock itself.

She tried to compare it with the normal bulge of Akash and the erected bulge. She realised that maybe her nephew’s normal bulge would be bigger than her husband’s erect cock.

Vijay: Hey, where are you lost?

Vinita: Oh, nothing.

Vijay: It’s been ages since you washed my back. Feels so good, Vinita. Thanks a lot.

Just at the moment, Vinita got an idea.

Vinita: Yes, I scrubbed it well. There was so much dirt. I should scrub your back more often. I must scrub the back of those young boys also.

Vijay: Yes, you are right. They are young. They will be careless about these things. But we are elders and should take good care of them.

Vinita: Yes. I’ll take care of them.

Vinita came out smiling, knowing that unknowingly her husband opened the gateway to heaven for her. However, the plans she made back those days all flopped. But today, her husband’s idea ignited inside her hope and fire. Soon enough, her husband came out of the bathroom.

Vijay: I’m so tired. I’m going to take a nap.

When Akash was going to enter the bathroom, Vinita purposely gave an order with a wicked thought.

Vinita: Akash, once you are inside, just put your boxer in the dirty clothes basket. I will be washing all the dirty clothes today.

Akash nodded in agreement without knowing what was being planned. Vinita approached the bathroom door and placed her ear on the door in wait for the sound of water. Just at this moment, I noticed my mom with this weird action. I kept observing her until she stealthily opened the bathroom door like a thief.

Immediately I smelled something horny was going to take place in there. I rushed to the back of the house and climbed on an old chair found at the back. Vinita stealthily walked inside the bathroom corridor. The bathroom had a plastic curtain.

Vinita checked to see if he had placed his boxers in the basket. Vinita smiled as she saw the boxer. She knew she was seconds away from fulfilling her desire to check out this cock. But at the same time, she didn’t want to appear as a slut. So she adjusted, took a deep breath, and pulled the curtain open.

Akash was shocked and afraid when Vinita pulled the curtain.

Akash: Chachi!

Before Vinita could answer anything, she was shocked, amazed, and happy. Her eyes were fixed on Akash’s sleeping cobra. It wasn’t like a thumb, just like her husband’s.

Even though it wasn’t erect, it was thick as 3 fingers together. It was long. Her mouth opened automatically in shock. But she quickly got a hold of herself.

Vinita: I’m here to scrub your back, beta. Chacha asked me to scrub for his just now. I realised how much dirt there was. Then I thought I should wash yours and for Pawan also. Boys should be hygienic.

Akasha realised her intention. He faced her without shame or fear. He studied that shock in her face. He knew she liked the view of his cock.

Akash: Oh, so nice thought from you, chachi. I was getting lazy to take my bath. Why don’t you give me a full body scrub, chachi? I’ll repay you with a whole body massage tonight.

This was nectar in the ear of Vinita. A full body scrub means washing his cock, holding it, shagging it, and more. Vinita felt juice flowing down her leg.

Vinita: Okay, beta. Wait, I’ll remove this saree, so it doesn’t get wet.

Vinita removed her saree hurriedly. Soon she was in her rose blouse and petticoat. It was stuck to her body. Her black inner wears were visible. Her upper boobs were visible through the small, tight blouse. Her ass was stretching the petticoat. Akash kept enjoying her body while she removed her saree.

Soon she entered the bathroom and started to soap Akash’s body. She scrubbed his back not vigorously but with love, sensually. She was walking sensual circular motion with the soap. She slid her hand further, getting hold of his skinny buttocks.

She washed it well and sat down on her legs to scrub both feet. She sensually washed his legs, moving from the bottom to the top. Akash was feeling pleased with the fingers and hands of his chachi. She then scrubbed her chest by purposely brushing her fingers on his chest nipples.

Akash was having the sensation of his life. She moved slowly to his belly until it was the area she most wanted to explore. It was a clean-shaven cock. With all this female sensual touch, it has grown into a semi-erect cock. The semi-erect cock was itself a monster for Vinita.

She slowly caught his balls. It was big and heavy. She played with it, acting as if she was washing it. As soon as she caressed his balls, the cock of Akash grew to its full length. Vinita tried to hide her astonishment. It was 9 inches long and 3 inches wide. Almost 3 times bigger than her husband’s.

She immediately gripped his cock. She couldn’t hold back her desire to hold this monster cock. Such a small boy had such a big cock while his husband, with a big tall body, had such a small cock.

I was by the upper window, shocked and horny, seeing all this scene. I saw the biggest cock of my life. I was tall and muscular. My cock was only 3.5 inches in length and very thin. How could a small boy like him possess such a monster? I was feeling jealous that my mom was holding his cock.

But at the same time, I was so horny that I removed my cock and started to masturbate. With all this pleasure, Akash closed his eyes and enjoyed the touch of his chachi on his cock. Vinita was, in fact shagging his cock but was acting as if soaping it.

Vinita bit her lips with pleasure and was so wet inside her. Suddenly Akash opened his eyes. He decided to fucked Vinita chachi there itself. He grinned mischievously.

Akash: Chachi, you have bath me well. Why don’t you also remove your clothes and I’ll scrub your body with soap.

Vinita thought this was just what she wanted to do. She wanted to get nude before him without acting like a slut. She wanted to tear her clothes immediately without acting like a bitch.

Vinita: Okay, beta. Sounds like a good idea.

Just at that moment, there was a knock on the bathroom door.

Vijay: Vinita! Are you in there?

Ab chacha ji peeche se mummy ji ki chudai kar rahe the. Aur mummy ji ki chuchiya hawa mein latak rahi thi. Chacha ji ke tej dhakko ki wajah se mummy ji ki chuchiya aapas mein takra rahi thi.

Aur chacha ji mummy ji ki moti gaand pakde dhana dhan dhakke laga rahe the. Mummy ji ka badan kaamp sa raha tha. Dekhne se lag raha tha ki woh charamsukh ke kafi nazdik hai.

Mummy ji – Rukna mat, Kishore, rukna mat.

Mummy ji ke muh se ye shabd sunke. Chacha ji aur tej dhakke lagane lage. Aur fir kuch hi der mein mummy ji jannat ki sair kar rahi thi. Aur kuch der baad hi chacha ji ne aapna sara pani mummy ji ki gaand par nikal diya.

Mummy ji aur chacha ji dono haaf rahe the. Fir mummy ji ne khud ko saaf kar liya. Aur woh dono bed par let gaye.

Chacha ji – Bhabhi, aaj bhi tumme utni hi garmi hai. Jitni pehle thi. Kam se kam meri thandi biwi se to jayada hi maza aata hai.

Mummy – Kishore, teri hi wajah se main bhi aapni garmi nikal pati hu. Warna to meri zindgi bhi bat se batar ho jati. Waise bhi mardo ko dusri ki biwi jayada pasand hoti hai. Chal ab main chalti hu. Kahi bahu na aa jaye.

Main jaldi se waha se nikal gayi. Aur sidha aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Maine jaldi se aapne kapde nikal diye. Aur chacha ji ke bare mein hi sochne lagi.

Main yahi soch rahi thi ki main kitni badi bewakoof hu. Mere hi ghar mein itne time se chudai ka khel chal raha hai. Aur main aapne kamre mein ghusi rehti thi.

Mujhe kaise bhi karke. Aaj chacha ji se aapni chudai karwani thi. Kyuki kal mere pati aane wale the. Maine aaj raat ka hi plan banaya tha. Jisse main chudai karwa saku.

Shaam ko main jab chacha ji ko chai ke liye bolne gayi. Tab bhi woh so rahe the. Aur soye bhi kyu na, ek aachi chudai jo mili thi. Meri nazar unke lund par gayi. Jo pajame ke ander saaf dikh raha tha.

Main puri tarah se besharam ho gayi thi. Main chacha ji ke bed par beth gayi. Aur aapna hath sidha chacha ji ke lund par rakh diya. Chacha ji ka lund chune mein maza aa raha tha.

Maine pajame ke upar se hi use pakad liya. Aur use thoda sa daba diya. Mere dabate hi chacha ji ka lund khada hone laga. Aur tabhi chacha ji ne bhi aapni aankhe khol li.

Maine unki taraf dekha. Aur fir aapna hath hata liya.

Main – Chacha ji woh mummy ji chai ke liye bula rahi hai. Aap bahar aa jaye.

Maine chacha ji taraf dekha. To woh bhi mujhe hi ghur rahe the.

Is bar maine chacha ji ka lund pakad ke unhe samne se ha bola tha. Main bahar aa gayi. Aur kitchen mein jaake chai nikalne lagi. Mummy ji bahar hi bethi thi. Tabhi kisi ne peeche se meri gaand ko daba diya.

Maine peeche dekha to chacha ji khade the. Aur unka hath abhi bhi meri gaand par tha. Unke chere par ek smile aa gayi. Aur fir maine chacha ji ka hath hata diya.

Chacha ji ne fir se meri gaand ko daba diya. Jisse mein thodi uchal gayi. Aur chacha ji hasne lage. Fir woh paani peeke bahar chale gaye. Aur fir hum sabne sath mein chai pe.

Chacha ji mujhe hi ghure ja rahe the. Aur main bhi chupi nazar se unhe hi dekh rahi thi. Chai ke baad mummy ji aise hi tehalne chhat par chali gayi. Aur main aapne kamre mein aa gayi.

Main bed par leti leti mobile chala rahi thi. Tabhi mere kamre ka darwaja khula. Aur chacha ji ander aa gaye. Isse pehle main uth pati. woh mere upar aa gaye. Ab main unke neeche dabi hui thi.

Unhone der kiye bina aapne honton ko mere honton se laga diya. Aur woh mere honton ko chusne lage. Main aapna muh idhar udhar karne lagi. Magar chacha ji mere honton ko aapne muh mein daba rahe the.

Main chacha ji ko theek se kiss nahi karne de rahi thi. Tabhi chacha ji bol pade.

Chacha ji – Tum aurto ka bhi azeeb drama hai. Pehle mardo ko behlati ho. Aur jab mard tumhare pass aate hai. To sati savitri banne ka natak karti ho.

Chacha ji ye baat bolke mere upar se uthne lage. Magar tabhi maine unka hath pakad ke aapne upar kheech liya. Aur aapne honton se chacha ji ke honton ko daba liya.

Chacha ji mere honton ko chusne lage. Aur maine bhi chacha ji ke honton ka swagat kiya. Hum dono ek dusre ke hont chusne lage.

Main chacha ji ke baalo mein hath firate hue. Unke honton ko chus rahi thi. Aur chacha ji ka hath meri Chuchiyo ko masal raha tha. Chacha ji ke chune bhar se meri chut mein pani aa gaya tha.

Chacha ji bohut aachi tarah se mujhe kiss kar rahe the. Hum log lagbhag 5-minute tak ek dusre ke honton ko chuste rahe. Fir chacha ji alag ho gaye.

Chacha ji – Mujhe nahi malum tha ki meri bahu mere sparsh ke liye itna tadap rahi hai. Waise main samaj sakta hu. Jab pati bahar rahe. To biwiyon ko kisi ka sahara lena hi padta hai.

Main – Ha chacha ji aapne sahi kaha. Isiliye to aap bhi mummy ji ki garmi nikaalte rehte hai.

Mere muh se baat sunke chacha ji chock gaye. woh jaan gaye the ki main sab jaan chuki hu.

Chacha ji – Aachi ji tabhi main kahu ki bahu ke ander itna badlaav kaise aa gaya. Jisne mujhe pehle kabhi dekha tha nahi, woh mujh pe itna meharbaan kyu ho rahi hai?

Maine chacha ji ka lund pakad liya.

Main – Hairan to main ho gayi thi chacha ji. Jab mummy ji ko aapke is ghode ki sawari karte dekha tha. Tab mujhe pata chala tha ki mere hi ghar mein itna bada kaand chal raha hai.

Chacha ji – Bhabhi, to is ghode ki sawari bohut pehle se kar rahi hai. Unki bhi halat tumhari tarah thi bahu. Mera bhai bhabhi ke upar jyada dhayan nahi deta tha. Aur Vijay ke paida hone ke baad se hamara rishta chal raha hai.

Main – Aapka bhatija bhi mere sath wahi kar raha hai. Isiliye jab maine aapko aur mummy ji ko dekha. To aapke is ghode ko dekhkar. Mujhe bhi iski swari karne ka mood ho gaya.

Chacha ji bed se uth ke khade ho gaye. Aur unhone aapna lower neeche kar diya. Chacha ji ka lund uchal ke bahar aa gaya. Aur maine use turant pakad liya. Kya mast mota lund tha.

Maine turant use aapni naak se laga liya. Chacha ji ke lund ki mardana gandh sungh ke main ander tak machal uthi. Maine turant use aapne muh mein le liya. Aur main chacha ji ka lund chusne lagi.

Chacha ji bhi aankhe band kiye. Meri lund chusai ka maza lene lage. Main aapni jeebh chacha ji ke lund ke supade par fira rahi thi. Aur chacha ji ko maza aa raha tha.

Chacha ji – Wahh bahu tum bhi bilkul bhabhi jaisa hi chus rahi ho. Lagta hai bhabhi ne hi tumhe sab sikhaya hai.

Main – Are chacha ji main kaha mummy ji ki brabari karungi. Unhe dekhkar to lag raha tha ki woh meri bhi guru hai. Ab aap bhi der mat kijiyega. Aaj raat meri bhi garmi nikal dijiye.

Chacha ji – Chinta mat kar bahu. Aaj raat bhabhi ke baad tera hi number laga dunga.

Main – Kyu chacha ji saas aur bahu ko ek sath sambhal nahi paoge kya?

Chacha ji – Ye kya keh rahi hai bahu? Tu aapni saas ke samne mere sath chudai karna chahti hai.

Main – Waise chacha ji ismein galat kya hai? Ab mere samne sab aa hi chuka hai. Aur ab main chahti hu ki hamare beech koi bhi parda na rahe. Taaki mummy ji aur main khul ke maze kar sake.

Chacha ji – Bahu waise idea bura nahi hai. Bhabhi thodi na nukar jarur karegi. Magar main janta hu. Unke ander bhi bohut aag hai. woh jarur maan jayegi.

Main – To fir aaj raat main aur mummy ji aapko jannat ki sair karwa denge.

Chacha ji – Wahh bahu sunne mein aacha lag raha hai. Ab main chalta hu bhabhi kabhi bhi aa sakti hai. Magar jaane se pehle mujhe aapni jannat to dikha de.

Main – Chacha ji thoda sabar kar lijiye. Aaj raat 2 darwaje aapko jannat le jane ke liye khulenge. Jismein marzi ho ghus jana.

Uske baad chacha ji kamre se chale gaye. Aur main neeche aake khana banane lagi. Khana banane ke baad main aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aur aaj raat ke bare mein sochne lagi.

Kuch der baad mere pati ka call aa gaya. Main unse kafi der tak baat karti rahi. Fir raat 9 baje hum sabne khana khaya. Aur fir main sare kaam karke aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Main bas leti leti time bitne ka intezar kar rahi thi.

Main sirf nighty pehne hue thi. Aur chacha ji ka intezar kar rahi thi. Lagbhag 11.45 par mere kamre ka darwaja khula. Aur mere samne chacha ji khade hue the.

Unhone sirf kaccha pehna hua tha. Aur mujhe dekhte hi woh khus ho gaye. Chacha ji ne darwaja pura band nahi kiya. Aur woh sidha mere pass aa gaye. Main bhi unhe dekhkar khadi ho gayi.

Chacha ji ne aate hi mujhe baaho mein bhar liya. Unke hath sidha meri gaand par gaye. Aur woh meri gaand ko dabane lage. Aur main unke honton ko chusne lagi. Chacha ji kabhi meri gaand dabate.

To kabhi meri chuchiyo ko masal dete. Hum logo ko chuma chaati karte hue. 10 minute ho chuke the. Fir chacha ji ne meri nighty nikal di. Aur ab main sirf bra penty mein khadi thi.

Chacha ji meri laal bra penty dekhkar khus ho gaye. Aur unhone aapna muh sidha meri chuchiyo mein ghusa diya. Chacha ji ne meri bra ko eeche kiya. Jisse meri dono chuchiya bahar aa gayi.

Ab chacha ji bari bari se meri dono chuchiya chus rahe the. Aur mujhe bohut maza aa raha tha. Kuch der chacha ji meri chuchiya chuste rahe. Fir unhone khud meri bra ko nikal diya.

Aur bra nikalte hi chacha ji meri chuchiya masalne lage. Aur maine unka lund pakad liya. Chacha ji ka lund pura khada ho chuka tha. Maine chacha ji ka kaccha utaar diya.

Chacha ji ka lund bohut tight ho chuka tha. Aur fir maine chacha ji ko bed par dhakka de diya. Chacha ji aaram se bed par let gaye. Aur main palang ke dusri taraf chali gayi.

Bed ke dusri taraf jaate hi main chacha ka lund chusne lagi. Main chacha ji ka lund gapa gap chus rahi thi.

Aur chacha ji bhi meri gaand ko daba rahe
the. Fir chacha ji ne meri penty ko nikal diya.
Aur mujhe sidha lita diya. Fir maine aapni taange faila di. Aur ab chacha ji ke samne ek nayi chut thi.

Chacha ji ne der kiye bina aapna muh meri chut mein laga diya. Aur woh meri chut ke daane ko chaatne lage. Mere muh se bhi aahh aah ki awaaj aane lagi. Aaj mujhe kisi ka darr nahi tha.

Main aapni aankhe band kiye. Chut chatwane ka maza le rahi thi. Aur chacha ji bhi meri chut chaatne mein koi kasar nahi chhod rahe the. Tabhi ek dum se darwaja jor se takraya.

Maine aapni aankhe khol ke dekha. To samne mummy ji khadi thi. Aur woh mujhe aankhe faade dekh rahi thi. Mummy ji jor se boli.

Mummy ji – Ye sab kya chal raha hai mere ghar mein? Bahu tujhe sharam nahi aayi ye sab karte hue.

Mummy ji ki awaaj se chacha ji bhi khade ho gaye. Aur unka lund hawa mein lehrane laga.

Main – Mummy ji ismein sharam ki kya baat hai? Main bhi to wahi kar rahi hu. Jo aap chacha ji ke sath itne dino se kar rahi hai.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy ji ke chere par darr aa gaya. Unke chere ka rang udh gaya.

Main – Mummy ji main to itne dino se anjaan thi ki aap roj raat chacha ji ke sath chudai ka khel khel rahi thi. Agar main aapni aankho se nahi dekhti. To mujhe to yakin hi nahi hota.

Chacha ji mummy ji ki taraf dekh rahe the. Magar jayada gaand mummy ji ki fat rahi thi. Main bhi bed se uth gayi. Aur sidha jaake chacha ji ka lund pakad liya. Mummy ji mujhe ghur ke dekhne lagi.

Main – Waise mummy ji chacha ka lund hai hi aise ki koi bhi aurat iski sawari karna chahegi. Waise bhi aap aur main ek hi aag mein jal rahe hai. Aapki zindagi mein papa ji nahi hai.

Aur meri zindagi mein Vijay hote hue bhi nahi hai. Aap to janti hi hai. Vijay kaam ki wajah se bahar rehte hai. To kyu na hum dono hi chacha ji ke lund ki sawari kare.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy ji bol padi.

Mummy ji – Tera dimag kharab ho gaya bahu. Mana mera beta aapne kaam ki wajah se bahar rehta hai. Magar iska matlab ye nahi hai ki tu bahar se aapni garmi shaant kare.

Main – Mummy ji main bahar kaha gayi hu. Jaise aapne apne dever ko hi aapna yaar bana liya. Waise hi maine bhi chacha sasur ko aapna yaar bana liya. Ab hum dono ka raaz ek dusre ke pass hai. Isiliye main keh rahi hu. Hum dono hi is ghode ki sawari karte hai.

Mummy ji meri baat sunte hi neeche chali gayi. Aur main aur chacha ji unhe dekhte rahe.

Chacha ji – Bahu lagta hai bhabhi nahi manegi.

Main – Are chacha ji abhi abhi unhe itna bada raaz pata chala hai. Ab aap unke kamre mein jaye. Aur unhe wahi samjhaye.

Fir chacha ji aur main nange hi neeche chale gaye. Main mummy ji ke kamre ke bahar hi khadi ho gayi. Aur chacha ji ander chale gaye. Chacha ji ne darwaja band nahi kiya. Taaki main sab sun saku.

Jaise hi chacha ji kamre mein ghuse. Mummy ji bol padi.

Mummy ji – Ab yaha kya lene aaya hai? Ja meri bahu ki gaand mein hi ghusa rahe. Tune hi bahu ko sab bataya hai.

Chacha ji – Are bhabhi meri baat to sun lo. Maine bahu ko kuch nahi bataya. Ulta usne mujhe sab bataya ki usne hum dono ko sex karte hue dekh liya. Uske baad se hi woh mujhe rejhane lagi.

Mummy ji – To tune mujhe pehle kyu nahi bataya?

Chacha ji – Are bhabhi usne mujhe khud ye baat aaj hi batayi hai ki usne aapko aur mujhe chudai karte dekha hai. Waise sach kahu bhabhi aaj aapki bahu ko dekhkar. Mujhe aap yaad aa gayi.

Aapko yaad hai kaise aap mujhe rejhati thi. Kyuki bhaiya aapke upar dhayan nahi dete the. Bahu ki bhi yahi samasya hai. Nayi nahi shaadi hui hai. Aur is samay to use bharpur chudai milni chahiye thi. Magar Vijay kaam se bahar hi rehta hai.

Mummy ji ab thodi shaant ho gayi thi. Aur ab woh chacha ji ki baate dhayan se sun rahi thi. Chacha ji bhi mummy ji ke bilkul pass beth gaye the. Aur woh dono ek dusre ko ek premi ki tarah dekh rahe the.

Chacha ji ne mummy ke honton ko chusna shuru kar diya. Aur mummy ji bhi chacha ji ke hont chusne lagi. Kuch der woh ek dusre ke hont chuste rahe.

Chacha ji – Waise bhabhi bahu ab sab jaan hi gayi hai. Aur ab to woh bhi aapne hi sath hai. Isse hum dono ko hi faida hai. Ab hum dono bilkul pehle jaise reh sakte hai.

Chacha ji ki baat sunke mummy ji hasne lagi. Aur unki is hasi ka matlab ha hi tha.

Mummy ji – Matlab ab tu ek hi ghar mein saas aur bahu dono ko chodega.

Chacha ji – Ha bhabhi ab to is ghar mein koi tok nahi rahegi.

Chacha ji mummy ji ke kapde nikalne lage. Aur mummy ji bhi chacha ji ka pura sath de rahi thi. Mummy ji ki mexi nikalte hi woh nangi ho gayi. Kyuki unhone ander kuch nahi pehna tha. Mummy ji ka badan dekhkar meri bhi chut gili hone lagi.

Ab chacha ji aur mummy ji bed par nange the. Aur woh ek dusre ko sehla rahe the. Tabhi main bhi nangi hi kamre mein jati hu. Aur mummy ji ki nazar mujhpe padti hai. Magar is bar woh aaram se bethi hui thi.

Aur main bhi nangi hi jaake bed par beth jati hu.

Mummy ji – Dekho bahu jo kuch bhi is ghar mein ho raha hai. Uski khabar bahar kisi ko nahi honi chahiye. Warna sab kuch barbaad ho jayega. Aur khaskar mere bete ko kuch bhi malum nahi chalna chaiye.

Main – Mummy ji jab ek aurat hoke. Mujhe ye sab jaanne mein itna time lag gaya. To Vijay to ghar mein rehte hi nahi hai. Unhe to pata chalne ka sawal hi paida nahi hota. Ab main aur aap chacha ji ke is ghode ki sawari karenge.

Meri baat sunke mummy ji bhi smile karne lagi. Aur chacha unki chuchiya dabane lage.

Chacha ji – Hey bhagwaan lagta hai. Pechle janam mein maine kuch aache karam kiye the. Isiliye is janam mein tu mujhe itna sukh de raha hai. Aaj 2 haseen aurte mere lund ke liye lad rahi hai.

Chacha ji ki baat sunke main aur mummy ji hasne lage. Chacha ji ne mummy ji ke honton ko muh mein bhar liya. Aur unke honton ko chus ke fir mere honton ko chusne lage.

Mujhe mummy ji ke muh ka swaad milne laga. Aur fir main kaha peeche rehne wali thi. Chacha ji mummy ji ke honton ko chus rahe the. Aur main mummy ji ki chuchiyo ko masalne lagi.

Mummy ji ki chuchiya wakai bohut badi thi. Maine der kiye bina use muh mein bhar liya. Chacha ji aur mummy ji mujhe hi ghur rahe the. Magar woh dono bhi maze le rahe the.

Fir mummy ji bed par let gayi. Aur chacha ji unke muh mein aapna lund dene lage. Mummy ji ne bhi chacha ji ka lund muh mein bhar liya. Aur woh use chusne lagi. Aur main sidha mummy ji ke pairo ke pass aa gayi.

Maine mummy ji ke pair pakad ke faila diye. Aur mummy ji ki chut ka muh khul gaya. Aur maine der kiye bina aapna muh mummy ji ki chut mein laga diya. Ab main mummy ji ki chut chaat rahi thi.

Chacha ji – Dekho bhabhi aapki bahu aapko khus karne ke liye kitni mehnat kar rahi hai.

Main pehle bhi lesbian sex kar chuki hu. Aur mummy ji ko dekhkar lag raha tha ki woh bhi aapne ander kai raaz dabaye bethi hai. Warna agar ye unka pehli bar hota. To woh jarur mana karti ya chock jati.

Mummy ji ka hath mere sir par aa gaya. Aur woh mera sir aapni chut par dabane lagi. Mummy ji sirf dekhne mein sidhi lagti hai. Magar ander se to woh puri kaam devi hai. Chacha ji ka lund kya gapa gap le rahi thi.

Kuch der chut chatwane ke baad mummy ji uth gayi. Aur ab chacha ji mummy ji ki jagah let gaye. Mummy ji aur main chacha ji ke lund ke pass aa gaye. Ab main chacha ji ka lund chus rahi thi.

To mummy ji unki gotiya chus rahi thi. Hum dono hi chacha ji ke lund ki seva kar rahi thi. Tabhi eka ek aisa hua ki mummy ji gotiya chuste chuste lund ki taraf aa gayi. Aur pehli bar mera aur mummy ji ka muh aapas mein mil gaya.

Hum dono ke honton ke beech chacha ji ka lund tha. Aur mummy ji aur meri jeebh aapas mein takra rahi thi. Fir ek bar chacha ji ka lund mummy ji muh mein leti.

To dusri bar main unka lund muh mein leti. Mummy ji ke sath aise khul ke maze lene mein bohut aacha lag raha tha. Aur fir mummy ji ne mera hath pakad ke mujhe lund par bethne ke liye kaha.

Main – Mummy ji pehle aap hi is ghode ki sawari kar lijiye. Mera number to aapke baad hi aayega.

Aur fir mummy ji chacha ji ke lund par beth gayi. Mummy ji chut mein aaram se lund chala gaya. Aur chacha ji ne bhi mujhe aapne muh par betha liya.

Idhar mummy ji aapni kamar chala rahi thi. To udhar chacha ji meri chut ko chaat rahe the. Aisa maza mujhe pehle kabhi nahi mila tha. Mummy ji mujhe hi dekh rahi thi. Aur main fir se unki chuchiyo ko chusne lagi.

Mummy ji bhi meri chuchiya dabane aur masalne lagi. Chacha ji ka muh meri chut mein laga hua tha. Aur unka lund mummy ji ki chut mein tha. Aisa maza shayad hi kisi bahu ko mila ho.

Aur main is duniya ki sabse bhagy shaali bahu thi. Jo aapni saas aur chacha sasur ke sath chudai ka maza le rahi thi. Kuch der baad mummy ji chacha ke lund se uth gayi. Aur chacha ji ka mota lund mummy ji ki chut ke paani se gila hoke chamak raha tha.

Maine bhi turant use muh mein le liya. Aur chacha ji ka lund chaat chaat ke saaf kar diya.

Chacha ji – Dekha bhabhi kitni garmi hai aapki bahu mein, ise dekhkar mujhe aapki jawani ki yaad aa gayi.

Mummy ji – Tum theek keh rahe ho Kishore. Sach mein ye bilkul mera hi roop hai. Jaise main aapne pati ke liye tadapti thi. Waise hi ye bhi tadapti hai. Ab tum iski garmi shaant kar do.

Chacha ji – Bhabhi, neki aur puch puch abhi lo.

Main bed par hi ghodi ban gayi. Aur chacha ji mere peeche aa gaye. Aur fir meri gaand aur chut par aapna lund ragadne lage. Fir unhone aapna lund meri chut par laga diya.

Aur halke halke meri chut ko chirte hue. Unhone aapna lund mere chut mein daal diya. Chacha ji ka lund ander jaate hi nere muh se aahhh ki awaaj nikal gayi. Chacha ji ka lund wakai mazedar tha.

Aur fir chacha ji ne meri gaand pakad ke aapna lund ander bahar karna shuru kar diya. Chacha ji ka lund ander ragad maar raha tha. Aur mere muh se aahhh ahhh umm ki awaaj nikal rahi thi.

Mummy ji chacha ji ke pass khadi hoke. Unhe kiss kar rahi thi. Aur bar bar meri gaand ko sehla rahi thi.

Main – Mummy ji aap bhi ahh aage aahh aake let jaye.

Aur fir mummy ji turant mere aage aake let gayi. Aur maine aapna muh mummy ji ki chut mein laga diya. Mummy ji aankhe band karke chut chatwane ka maza lene lagi.

Aur chacha ji peeche se meri chut mein tej tej dhakke lagane lage. Fir kuch der baad chacha ji ne aapna lund nikal liya. Aur sidha mummy ji ke pass aake unki chut mein lund daal diya.

Mummy ji ka jism kaamp ne laga tha. Kyuki meri chut chatai se aur chacha ji ki chudai se woh charamsukh bhogne wali thi. Chacha ji mummy ji ki taange kandhe par rakh kar chudai kar rahe the.

As I said in part 1, my friend Kshitij and Pooja fucking became a common affair. Kshitij had by now fucked Pooja in every possible place in the house and every position.

I can tell you the thrill of watching your wife getting banged by someone else is another level of thrill. Every time Kshitij banged her, it gave me another level of satisfaction. He would smack her butt, make her suck his penis, or bang her ass. I never got this excitement while fucking my wife Pooja, that I got by watching her getting fucked.

Now the time had come to move this to another level. I discussed with Kshitij if we could get someone else to also join in the fuck session with Pooja. After some discussion, we zeroed on Tanveer, Kshitij’s roommate. He had recently moved in with Kshitij.

Tanveer is a 23-year-old boy from Bihar. He is of average built but more boyish looking as compared to Kshitij. How Kshitij convinced Tanveer to join the fuck is another story that I will not explain here.

Kshitij just told him that he was banging a bhabhi and wanted the bhabhi to experience a threesome.

The stage was set now. We decided the threesome will happen at Kshitij’s apartment on a weekday. Most of the folks in his building work in IT companies and the building was relatively empty during the daytime. No one will hear any of the moans or fucking noises that time.

Kshitij asked Pooja to come to his flat saying he was tired of fucking Pooja at our house and would like to fuck her in a new place. He told Tanveer to stay in his room and come out naked when he gets a signal from him. Kshitij then set up the mobile phone cameras in concealed places. They were all set to record from different angles.

On the day, while I left for the office, my wife reached my friend’s place around 11 in the morning. He opened the door and welcomed her in. She had gone dressed in a yellow salwar suit. While all other cameras were recording, one of the cameras was in WhatsApp video call mode and I could see everything happening in Kshitij’s bedroom.

He then got Pooja inside his bedroom. As he made Pooja sit on the bed, she asked if there was anyone else in the apartment. Kshitij pointed to Tanveer’s room and said his door was locked and he was in the office. As expected, Kshitij immediately removed Pooja’s clothes. As he was removing her bra, he suggested she blindfold her eyes.

Kshitij: Bhabhi, aap aaj apni aankhon par patti baandh lo. Hum blind sex karenge.

Pooja: Arre usse kya hoga Kshitij? Sab kuch to hum dono ek-doosre ka dekh aur chaat chuke hai.

Kshitij: Please bhabhi, mera ye sapna hai.

Then Kshitij put a blindfold on her and then laid her on the bed. He started his usual by licking her boobs and pussy. It made Pooja’s pussy totally wet and she was rubbing her vagina.

Kshitij: Bhabhi, doggy pose mein aa jao. Aaj peeche se shuru karenge.

As Pooja turned to kneel in a doggy pose, Kshitij quietly opened Tanveer’s door and asked him to come out. Tanveer came out and Pooja’s asshole delighted him completely. Right in front of him was a beautiful chubby woman showing her asshole and pussy to him.

Tanveer’s penis was already erect at this sight. Kshitij indicated to him to bang Pooja from behind, but without making any noise. Then Tanveer grabbed her waist and thrust his cock into Pooja’s pussy.

Pooja screamed: Kshitij, aaram se karo. Aaj itni jaldi kyun daal diya?

Kshitij only kept smiling while Tanveer continued to bang her.

Pooja: Kshitij, aaj tumhara lund thoda alag lag raha hai. Kuch to aaj different hai.

Kshitij: Nahi bhabhi, aisa kuch nahi hai. Aap chudai ka maza uthao bas.

After 10 minutes of banging, Kshitij went and removed the blindfold. As Pooja saw Kshitij standing in front of her, she realized she was still being fucked from behind. She immediately turned behind and saw Tanveer was banging her. It scared her and she tried to get away, but Tanveer kept holding her tightly.

Pooja pleaded with Kshitij and Tanveer to stop saying, “This is not right.”

Kshitij told her, “Both of them fucking is also not right, but after so many times of fucking, she was a randi now, and should not care of who or how many fuck her.”

Pooja realized that since Tanveer was already fucking her, she might as well enjoy it. Then Pooja caught Kshitij’s cock in her hand and started giving him a blowjob. After a few minutes, Tanveer made Pooja lay down and banged her in a missionary position while sucking her nipples.

He also gave her a long french kiss to Pooja and tried biting her tongue. Pooja was now enjoying this and she tightly held Tanveer when he was fucking her.

Now came the crucial part I was waiting for. Kshitij asked Tanveer to lay down and Pooja to get into a cowgirl position on his cock. Once Pooja sat on his cock, Kshitij then thrust his cock into her asshole.

Finally, my wife was getting double penetrated. As the 2 of them kept ramming her, she was moaning loudly now. Kshitij was slapping her butts while Tanveer was licking her mouth and biting her tongue.

In some time, she had an orgasm and her whole body shivered. Soon Kshitij and Tanveer also ejected into the ass and pussy respectively. When Pooja got up, cum was flowing from her pussy and asshole.

After this, Kshitij took her to the bathroom for his favorite part. He and Tanveer pissed on her face and made her drink Tanveer’s piss. Pooja was a complete randi now and this opened my chances to use her directly now.

In the next episode, I will talk about how I confronted Pooja and took her to different sex sessions with strangers.

Hello dosto, kaise hai aap sab? Aur chut waliyo, kaisi ho aap? Sab ummeed hai, ki sab maze mein honge. Aap sab ne meri kahani ”Sasural Mein Group Chudai” padhi aur aap sab ne bahut pyar bhi diya. Pehle is story ke 3 parts release ho chuke hai, aur ye is series ki aakhri story hai.

Ummeed hai ki ye bhi aap sab ko utni hi pasand aayegi jitni pichli kahaniya. Jinhone pichli kahaniya nahi padhi hai, wo pehle un teeno kahaniyo ko padhe. Bahut maza aayega aapko.

Jaise ki pichli story mein aapne padhha tha, ki main apne sasural walo ke sath Sofiya ki b’day party mein gaya. Waha ek zordaar group sex party hui, aur waha maine  Sofiya ke bhai ki mangetar Tabbu ki zordaar chudai ki. Aur wo bhi bahut khush hui mujhse.

Fir morning mein hum sab apne ghar aa gaye, aur Khushi ko wahi Imran ke paas chhodh diya aur badle mein Tabbu ko sath le liya.

Ab aage ki kahani-

Raaste mein maine  usko apni god mein bitha liya. Usne skirt pehni thi, to maine  uski panty neeche kari, aur fir apna lund zip se baahar nikala aur usko baithne ko kaha.

Wo bhi bade aaram se lund par baith gayi aur lund ka maza lene lagi. Wo cowgirl style mein chud rahi thi, aur jab raaste mein gadhdha ya breaker aata, to aur bhi maza aa jata dono ko. Main uske boobs press kar raha tha, aur lips ko choos raha tha.

Paas hi meri saas baithi thi, jo hame dekh ke muskura rahi thi. Isi tarah hum sab apne ghar pahunche. Fir waha pahunchte hi maine  ek baar firse Sofiya ki zordaar chudai ki, aur apna sara maal uske boobs par daal ke maalish karne laga. Fir thodi der mein meri saas aayi aur boli-

Saas: Aaj suhagraat hai, to apne lund ko thoda aaram do. Nahi to fir kuwari chut ka maza nahi le paoge.

Main uski baat maan kar bed par nanga let gaya aur Tabbu ko bola ki poori body ki massage kar de.

Usne massage karna start kar diya. Uski mulayam-mulayam ungaliya mujhe bekaabu karne lagi. Mera lund fir tann gaya, but maine kisi tarah se control kiya aur is tarah se pata nahi kab mujhe neend aa gayi.

Lagbhag 3 baje mujhe meri saas ne jagaya, aur baahar aane ko kaha. Fir main baahar chala gaya. Jab baahar aaya, to main surprised tha. Hall mein ek bahut hi bada sa bed lagaya gaya tha, aur bahut hi shandaar gadde the. Bed ko bahut hi achi tarah se sajaya gaya tha taaze-taaze phoolon se.

Un phoolon ki khushbu poore room mein jaa rahi thi. Main bahut khush hua, aur saas ko hontho par ek kiss de kar thank you kaha. Ab mujhe bhookh lag rahi thi, to maine  khaana dene ko kaha. Fir khaana khaa ke main apne kamre mein gaya, aur tv dekhne laga.

Shaam ke lagbhag 5 baje meri saas Pallavi ko lekar parlour jaane lagi. To maine  kaha-

Main: Ache se taiyaar karna, aur chut poori saaf karwana, aur undergarments poore sexy waale dilana.

Usne muskurate hue haa mein sir hilaya, aur chali gayi. Tab tak meri wife Imran ke sath aa gayi thi, aur sath mein Sofiya bhi thi.

Teeno ne mil ke khaana banaya, aur main idhar Tabbu ke sath nahane chala gaya.

Waha hamne ek-doosre ko bahut lick kiya, kiss kiya, but chudai nahi kari. Kyunki main Pallavi ko chodna chaahta tha. Kareeb 1 ghante tak hum sab nahaate rahe. Is dauraan maine uska 2 baar discharge kar diya. Wo poori tarah shant lag rahi thi, aur maine ek-dum josh mein.

Shaam ke lagbhag 7:30 baje Pallavi aur meri saas aa gayi. Pallavi aaj sach mein bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi. Deep neck aur cut blouse uske boobs ko chhupa kam aur dikha zyada rahe the. Bas nipples hi dhake the, baaki sab dikh raha tha.

Uska transparent dupatta kisi kaam ka nahi tha. Lipstick bhi ek-dum surkh laal rang ki thi. Maano parlour wali bhi meri pasand na-pasand jaanti thi. Usko dekhte hi mera lund farfara utha.

Fir thodi der mein hum sab khaane baithe. Hum khaana khaa hi rahe the, ki Sofiya ke abbu aur ammi bhi aa gaye. Unhone bhi hame join kiya. Fir sab ne dinner khatam kiya. Thodi der baad mere sasur ne sab ko sambodhit karte hue kaha-

Sasur: Jaisa ki aap sab log jaante hai, ki hum sab yaha kyun hai. Fir bhi main kuch kehna chaahta hu. Jeewan mein sab ki icha hoti hai, ki shadi ke baad usko ek kuwaari chut mile chodne ke liye. Lekin kuch ko milti hai aur kuch ko nahi. Aisa hi hamare damad ji ke sath hua, jiska zimmedar main aur mera beta hai.

Sasur: Isliye hamne fainsla kiya hai, ki unka jo hak hai wo unhe zaroor milna chahiye. Iske liye main aaj apni sabse chhoti beti Pallavi ki chut unhe samarpit karta hu.

Ye keh kar wo baith gaye. Fir main utha, aur unka shukriya ada kiya. Uske baad maine  apni saas se kaha-

Main: Ab mujhse ruka nahi jaa raha. Aap Pallavi ko bed par bithao dulhan ki tarah. Tab tak main dulha ban ke aata hu.

Aur fir main chala gaya. Itne mein mere saale ne camras sahi angle mein adjust kiye. Main jab baahar aaya to maine  saas se kaha-

Main: Mujhe iski maang bharni hai.

Wo boli: Bhar do.

Fir maine  Khushi ki maang se hi halki si sindoor li, aur Pallavi ki maang ko bhar diya.  Maine apne gale ka chain uske gale mein daal di. Sab taali baja rahe the.

Fir maine  usko pakad ke dheere se bed par litaya, aur main uske pairon par aa gaya. Maine uske pair ka angootha apne mun mein liya, aur dheere-dheere choosne laga. Uski bhi siskari nikal rahi thi. Fir maine  dheere-dheere uske lehange ko upar sarkana jaari rakha. Uske baad main ek-ek karke uske dono pairon ko chaatte hue upar badhne laga.

Jab main uski jaangho tak pahucha, to maine  apna hath upar karke uske lehange ki dori khol di aur usko kamar uthane ko kaha. Fir maine dheere se lehange ko utaar ke apni biwi ki taraf fenk diya. Usne lipstick ke matching colour ki panty pehan rakhi thi. Jo ki mujhe bahut bhaa rahi thi.

Fir maine  panty ke upar se hi uski chut ko chooma to wo sihaar uthi. Uske baad main upar ki taraf badha, aur uski nabhi ko choomne laga, aur apni jeebh us par ferne laga. Wo machal uthi. Uski siskariya tez ho rahi thi, aur uski bechaini badh rahi thi.

Fir maine  apna hath uske peeche le-jaa kar uske blouse ke hooks khol diye, aur blouse ko bhi utaar kar khushi ko de diya. Ab wo sirf red colour ki bra aur panty mein thi, aur dulhan ki tarah gehne pehne hue thi saare ke saare.

Sach mein dosto wo us roop mein bahut kaamuk lag rahi thi. Maine  ek baar apne sasur ki taraf dekha. Wo ek hath se Tabbu ki chut sehla rahe the, aur hame dekh kar muskura rahe the. Fir maine  uski bra ka hook khol diya, aur soonghne laga.

Fir maine bra bhi Khushi ki taraf badha di. Ab uske nange nipples mere saamne aazad the. Maine apne hatho se unhe pakad liya aur sehlane laga. Main ek nipple ko apne muh mein lekar choosne laga, aur kabhi kabhi apna daant maar deta.

Isse wo sihaar uthti. Isi tarah main kareeb 10 minute tak uske nipples ke sath khelta raha. Fir maine  uski panty utaar ke fenk di, aur chut ki khushbu soonghne laga. Uski chut ki khushbu mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Uski chut ek-dum saaf thi, aur uspe ek bhi baal nahi tha.

Fir main apni jeebh uski chut par ferne laga, aur firse uski siskiya tez hone lagi. Uske baad main dheere-dheere apni jeebh uski chut mein daalne laga. Fir jeebh ke sath ek ungli bhi daal di, jisse wo ek-dum pagal ho gayi.

Ab wo mera sir apni chut mein daba ke zor se moan karne lagi. Kareeb 5 minute aise hi chut chaatne ke baad wo jhadne lagi, aur main uska sara kaam-rass pee gaya. Fir maine usko uth kar baithne ko kaha.

Jab uska badan hilta, to uski choodiya aur baaki gehne awaaz karte the, jo ki bahut manmohak lag raha tha. Aur upar se bed mein lage phool bhi apni sugandh bikher rahe the.

Fir main let gaya aur usne ab mere kapde utaarna chaalu kiya. 1 hi minute mein usne mujhe poora nanga kar diya. Mera lund ek-dum poori taaqat se khada tha. Fir usne apne honth mere lund ke tope par rakh diye. Isse mera poora badan sihaar utha.

Aisa feel pehli baar hua tha mujhe. Fir dheere-dheere wo mere lund ko muh mein andar-baahar karne lagi, aur moan bhi kar rahi thi. Idhar main bhi pagal ho raha tha, aur jaldi hi maine  apna sara maal uske muh mein chhodh diya.

Wo mere maal ki ek-ek boond chaat ke pee gayi. Fir usne mere lund ko khada karne ke liye firse choosna chaalu kiya, aur kareeb 3-4 minute choosne ke baad fir mera lund poori tarah se khada tha. Ab mera lund chudai karne ke liye taiyaar tha.

Fir main seedha let gaya, aur usko apne upar aane ka ishara kiya. Wo mere lund ke upar aa gayi, aur lund ko chut ke muhane par rakh ke baithne lagi. Lekin uski chut bahut tight thi, to lund andar nahi gaya. Aur usko dard bhi ho raha tha.

Fir maine  apni saas ko help karne ke liye kaha, aur wo aayi. Wo uski chut ko chaatne lagi, aur uski chut ko geela kar diya. Fir usne apne hath se mera lund pakad ke apni beti ki chut ke muh par rakha, aur mujhe zor ka jhatka maarne ke liye kaha.

Usne upar se apni beti ke kandhe par hath rakh kar neeche daba ke rakha, aur maine  zor se ek jhatka uski chut par diya. Isse lagbhag aadha lund uski chut ke andar chala gaya, aur wo zor se cheekh uthi aur rone lagi. Fir main uske boobs ko sehlane laga, aur uski maa uski chut ko. Fir bhi wo roye jaa rahi thi.

Dheere-dheere uska dard karm hua, aur jab dekha ki wo relax ho gayi thi, to fir maine  apna lund thoda peeche kheencha, aur fir ek zor ka jhatka diya. Is baar poora lund uski chut ke andar chala gaya. Is baar wo fir rone lagi, aur gaaliya bhi dene lagi.

Fir main uske boobs sehlane laga. Thodi der mein jab uska dard kam hua, to usne dheere-dheere mere lund par upar-neeche hona chaalu kar diya. Aur idhar maine  bhi neeche se dhakke lagana start kar diya.

Main apne dono hatho se uske boobs ko sehlane laga, aur wo jhuk ke mujhe kiss bhi kar rahi thi. Sach mein doston, bahut maza aa raha tha.

Lagbhag 10 minute hum isi pose mein chudai karte rahe. Fir wo bolne lagi, ki ab wo aur upar baith kar nahi kar payegi. Fir maine  apna lund uski chut se nikala, aur usko kutiya banne ke liye bola.

Main uske peeche aa gaya, aur apne muh se thook uski chut par laga di. Fir isse pehle ki wo kuch bolti, ek zordaar dhakke se maine  poora lund uski chut mein ek hi baar mein daal diya. Wo fir chilla uthi, but pehle jitna dard nahi hua.

Fir main dheere-dheere uski chut mein dhakke lagane laga, aur uske baal kheench ke maze mein gaaliya dene laga. Idhar chudai dekh rahe baaki log bhi apna-apna partner dhoondh ke apne program mein lag gaye hall mein hi.

Bahut hi masti ka mahaul tha. Fir is pose mein kareeb 20 minute ki chudai ke baad maine usko apni god mein utha liya. Maine usko apni baahon se mujhe pakadne ko bola.

Fir maine  apna lund uski chut mein set kiya, aur fir usko neeche baithne ko bola. Ab fir ek baar mera lund uski chut mein tha. Is baar wo bina dard ke maze se upar-neeche ho rahi thi.

Kareeb 15 minute isi tarah se chudne ke baad mera nikalne wala tha. To maine  apni saas aur Khushi se poocha-

Main: Main Pallavi ko apne bachhe ki maa banana chaahta hu. Agar aapko koi dikkat na ho.

To sab ne sehmati dedi. Fir maine  Pallavi ko bed par patak diya, aur machinary pose mein chudai chaalu kar di. Kareeb 5 minute mein hi main uski chut mein jhad gaya. Mere lund ka ek-ek boond paani uski chut mein sama gaya.

Main kareeb 10 minute tak bina hile dule apna lund uski chut mein daale pada raha, aur hum dono paaglon ki tarah kiss kiye jaa rahe the. Uske baad us raat hamne partner badal ke 5 round aur chudai kari. Aur fir 3 baje ke kareeb hum so gaye.

Is tarah Pallavi ki chudai ab main jab chaahu tab karne laga. Lagbhag 7 dino tak lagataar bina protection ke main usko chodta raha. Fir main aur Khushi apne ghar aa gaye. Kuch dino ke baad meri saas ne bataya ki Pallavi apna period miss kar gayi, jiska matlab tha, ki wo mere bachhe ki maa banne wali thi.

Ye baat maine  Khushi ko bhi batayi, aur wo bahut khush thi. Fir hamne decide kiya, ki hum Pallavi ko apne paas le aayenge, kyunki waha usko bahut saare log pehchaante the to badnaami ho jati. Fir jab bachha ho jata to pahuncha dete.

Ab wo hum dono ke sath hi thi, aur abhi bhi wo kabhi-kabhi hamare sath sex kar leti hai, aur daily ek baar mera maal muh se girati hai, aur pee jaati hai. Aisa sasural sab ko mile.

To ye thi mere sasural mein chudai ki kahani. Aap log apne khayaal zaroor share kare. Meri mail id hai: [email protected]

Ummeed hai jaldi hi milenge ek nayi kahani ke sath. Tab tak ke liye bye-bye.

Ever since she turned 21, I was supposed to treat my hot saalilike an adult. She visited us frequently in Delhi. Now that our kids were going to school, we had more time to spend with Ramola.

She had a new boyfriend in Chandigarh. Ramola had regular sex with him except when she came to our place. Ramola had become hot property since she returned from abroad. I wanted to sleep with her but didn’t get a chance.

She hugged me openly in front of her sister (my wife). I loved her thick wavy hair with blue streaks and her permanent makeup. What attracted me most was her slutty smile. I wanted to keep her for months, if not years. She was so cute that properly looking at her naked body would take weeks.

Those bow-like lips were naturally sexy. Her big hazel eyes shone like precious stones. It was difficult to stay focused with her batting eyelids in sight. She was hairless, except where it mattered, viz., eyebrows, lashes, crotch, etc. It was a pleasure to touch her.

She was of average height, at five and a half feet. Though, I guessed that she got a breast enhancement (34C cups) when she was outside the country. But the oval face was natural because I’d seen her since she was a teenager.

That evening, she was a bit high and confided in me that she’d broken up recently. I imagined that if this were an arranged marriage, Ramola would be divorced already. This was the second time in 3 years that this had happened.

No boy was good enough for her. She wanted a perfect man. So I ended up consoling her. She looked hot in a miniskirt and a frilly top. I didn’t realize I was looking at her cleavage till she told me.

Ramola held my face with her delicate hands and kissed my cheeks. When she let me go, I rested my head on her boobs and got smothered, trying to trace her cleavage with my nose. During our canoodling session, my cock became hard and ready for sex.

By this time, Ramola was asleep on the sofa. I caught my wife and pulled her urgently into the bedroom for a quickie. She was impressed by my performance, which was apparent from her suppressed smile.

The next day my wife and Ramola had an appointment for a spa treatment. When I went to pick them up, my wife was finished, but her sister had not yet started. It was rush hour, so my wife decided to cab it while I waited for my Saali.

The hairdresser suggested changing her hair colour to spice up things. He left us alone to decide.

Ramola: Baby, give me a hand job, quick!
Me: Ya, darling.

This was new. She always called me ‘jiju’. Without wasting time, I pinched her cunt lips lightly. She squirmed and became wet in no time. Just to reconfirm, I inserted my middle finger into her vagina.

In excitement, she opened her mouth in an o shape and caught my elbow. Hearing footsteps, I stopped fingering and stood near the hand sink.

After the makeover, Ramola walked out looking gorgeous, with parts of her hair coloured bronze. She looked sexy even in regular jeans and a t-shirt.

Me: When I heard ‘colour’, I didn’t think of highlights.

Ramola: Me too, but it suits me.

My cock did all the talking for me. It was up at 90 degrees. Ramola put her soft hand in my briefs and squeezed my shaft to check its hardness. I held her small ears and kissed her vehemently. She came back with equal energy, using her tongue.

Reaching home, I was surprised that the wife was not there. She’d stopped on the way to get paneer. I caught Ramola just when she was about to go for a bath. With difficulty, I had to stop myself from jizzing my pants.

She got on top and inserted my cock into her tight pussy. Before I got a chance to kiss her, she said.

Ramola: Baby, do me fast!

I had to hold myself from cumming then and there. She was also impatient. We finished a quickie before the wife came home.

The next day Ramola went back to the hairdresser for a touch-up. She came after losing almost 4 inches. The new style was past her nipples and gradually changed from jet black to pink.

My dick went up when I saw her, so I asked her to mount me again. Like the day before, she took my cock inside and gyrated like a pro. The ombré curls brushed my chest as she went back and forth.

It took her only a few minutes to climax and flop on my chest. I had cum inside the condom but didn’t say anything because I was still hard. She looked lovey-dovey with pink ombré hair and middle eastern makeup.

Dark lipstick suited her golden skin. She had exercised day and night to get a toned body. Ramola was a trophy wife/girlfriend/mistress, whatever she wanted to be.

She was so fine. I wanted to fuck her a few times, at least. I saw contraceptive pills in her room and assumed that sex was ‘safe’ with her. After a couple of weeks, she told me her periods had not started. I didn’t think much of it till I saw her using a pregnancy test kit.

Me: But you were using oral contraceptives.

Ramola: Those were for pimples, baby!

We decided to remain calm. Ramola wanted to keep the love child. She said she’ll go back to the States. We had a couple of months before the baby bump appeared. After completing the full tests, we made out in a hospital parking lot.

It was easier than I’d expected. I was lucky enough to avoid a complicated divorce, let alone have a love child.

Two months were over in the blink of an eye. At the airport entrance, it was my turn to surprise Ramola.

Ramola: Baby, you can’t come inside.

Me: I can because I got a project in NYC.

Ramola: Seriously?

Me: Seriously!