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Hello everyone, milflover is back with his story of “Nephew losing virginity to sexy widow aunt”.

If you haven’t read the story, please read the first part and then read this. Thank you for the response to the first part. More feedback on my stories would be appreciated. I have replied to one and all.

Every now and then we were having oral sex with each other, but still, there was no sign of penetrative sex.

Things started to get normal with the coronavirus and my family members started going out for their work. Everything was not open yet so my college started with online classes. So I got time to spend with my aunt alone in the house from 9 to 6 each day except on the weekends.

I would help my aunt with household chores, trying to touch her at every possible opportunity. I would take showers with her and blowjob was routine in showers. In return, I also rubbed her clitoris and licked her pussy.

I wanted to lose my virginity but was not getting the opportunity to get laid. It was not possible to have sex with her at home, so I thought of going somewhere out of town.

I wanted to see her in bikinis, so I thought let’s go to Goa. Then I discussed the plan with her.

Me: Darling let’s go for a trip to GOA, everything is opening up slowly now.

Aunt: But still there is a danger of getting infected by the virus.

Me: We are just going to GOA and going to relax at my friend’s resort. We will spend quality time with each other.

Aunt: I know what kind of quality time you want to spend with me. We can spend it here only. Why do you want to spend so much money on me?

Me: You are my darling aunt. You know na I am going to be with you whole my life?

Aunt: Why would you spend your life with an old lady? You should look out for young girls of your age.

Me: Look from my eyes, darling. It’s not just lust for you. I really love you. Just say YES to the trip and then we can go lingerie shopping.

Aunt: Okay, I know you will not agree if I say no, so let’s go for the trip.

Me: Thank you so much, darling aunt.

Then I kissed her lips and we smooched for a good time.

Me: My love, you will have the best experience on this trip which you didn’t have on your honeymoon.

The next day, I booked tickets to Goa and told my parents that Aunt and I were going on Goa’s trip so that she could feel fresh. And now when uncle was no more she could not go alone, so she had asked me to accompany her.

Then I told aunt that: Everyone is okay with us going for our honeymoon.

And she was happy. She knew what was going to happen there for one week and she had her plans which I got to know when we reached Goa. And you would come to know further by reading the story.

Aunt agreed to go lingerie shopping with me. We went to the mall and went to the most popular lingerie brand store. Every man around was staring at the beauty of my sexy aunt.

I was feeling very proud of myself that finally, I was my aunt’s partner. Then I went into the showroom and told the salesgirl to show her some sexy bridal lingerie and bikinis as well. I wanted everyone should be jealous of me seeing her with me at the resort.

The salesgirl was kind enough and showed her some sexiest stuff in their collection. Then my aunt selected a few pieces and I forced her to try them so that I would have sex with her in the trial room.

Then I waited outside for a few minutes and the before I could make a move she came out and showed me how she looked. She was looking stunning in that bikini. I was shocked when she took me inside the trial room. I tried to resist, but I gave in as I also wanted to make out Inside the trial room.

Me: Someone is in the mood today.

Aunt: It was my dream to make out in a trial room and cum on the floor, but your uncle was not that courageous and he didn’t care about my wishes.

Me: No worries, darling. I will do whatever you want me to do. But I will not penetrate you here in a trail room today.

Aunt: It’s okay, we can do it some other time then.

Me: Darling, don’t be sad. We can have oral sex for now and after I fuck you on honeymoon we can try it after that. Your bucket list is my bucket list baby.

Aunt looked happy and started to kiss me. I also started to kiss her. While kissing, I removed the Bra and started playing with her boobs. Then we broke the kiss and I started licking her neck and boobs while she removed my jeans.

My cock was really hard and she removed my underwear and started stroking my cock. Then I stopped her.

Me: Aahh, stop aunt please stop darling. Aahh please, if you don’t stop I will cum Aahh Aahh. I want to make you cum first aaahhh, stop.

Then aunt stopped and slapped me and I slapped her on her big boobs and kept slapping till they became red. I removed her panty and then started liking it.

While licking I kept biting it a bit in between and my aunt’s expressions were to die for. She was moaning very loudly, but because of the music playing, it might have not gone out otherwise someone would have come to stop us.

Aunt: Aahhh Ahh Ohhhh Ooohhhh. Keep doing it, I love you aahhh aahhh, do it faster my boy.

I started to finger her and was stroking her with two fingers. Precum was oozing out of her pussy and the smell of her love hole was intoxicating. I kept on fingering her and licking her.

After a few minutes, she held my head tightly and pushed me inside her legs. Then I made her cum and kept all the cum in my mouth and splashed everything on her face. I was out of my breath.

We kissed each other and then cleaned ourselves and went out. The salesgirl who was showing her the articles was smiling at us.

Salesgirl: Sir, I heard mam moaning. You have really made me horny sir.

Me: Really, were that moans that loud?

Salesgirl: Yes sir! Thank god that there is no male staff in our store otherwise you would have been in trouble.

Me: Thank god! You please pack everything mam has selected.

The salesgirl gave me a discount and I was thankful to her.

Me: Thank you for the discount, but why did you use your staff discount for us?

Salesgirl: Sir you have made me really horny sir. You need to satisfy me as well.

Me: But I am with her at this moment. I am going on a trip with her.

Salesgirl: No worries sir, take my number and contact me after your trip. I will be waiting.

Me: Okay, I will see.

After paying the bill I went to the car parking with my aunt and started the car to go back home.

Aunt: Someone is getting very lucky these days.

Me: It’s nothing like that darling.

Aunt: I heard your conversation with the salesgirl and you should go forward with her. She is young and sexy.

Me: Stop it, baby, you know I love you only and want to fuck you only darling.

Aunt: I am an old widow, but she was young.

Me: Aunt look from my eyes you are the sexiest girl. I will fuck you only.

Aunt was happy with me praising her and started to open my pants. I stopped the car on the side and asked her what happened.

Aunt: You made me cum, but you didn’t cum for me.

Me: I cum for you only baby.

Then aunt started stroking my cock and it became rock hard. I was moaning now.

Me: Come on baby aaahh ohhh your hands are so soft. Keep doing it oohh I love it aahhh.

Then aunt started to blow my cock. It was the best feeling for me. I was in seventh heaven. Her soft lips on my cock and the way she used her tongue were superb. Then aunt gave me a blowjob in such a way that I lasted very long.

After 20 minutes, I was about to cum, and again the monster inside me to control and I started to push my aunt’s mouth. I came in her mouth and she kept my cum in her mouth.

Then she forcefully kissed me and ordered me to swallow my cum. Though it wasn’t the best experience swallowing my cum, her saliva made it better. Then aunt asked-

Aunt: Didn’t you like it, baby?

Me: I loved the way you blew my cock. But the kiss was not good.

Aunt: You see what’s going to happen with you on the trip.

Then we went home and I didn’t take out the lingerie from the car. I took out the lingerie late at night when everyone slept.

After two days we had to take our flight, so I was very excited. I bought lots of condoms and lubricants. Goa trip was going to be the one, where I finally lose my virginity to my sexy aunt who I dreamt of fucking every day.

In the next part, the story will continue in Goa. Stay tuned to read what happened in Goa and did I make out with the salesgirl or not.

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Suman bhi dopahar ko ghar aa gayi thi, aur Suman ko Rajesh ne sab kuch bata diya tha, ki mera aur Rajesh ka bhi aapas mein sex ho chuka tha. Aur Rajesh ne chup ke apni biwi Suman ko mere sasur ke sath sex hote kaise-kaise dekha tha.

Vicky yani ki mera devar, hubby, main aur Suman chaaron ek sath hi khaana bhi khaaye. Suman bhi Vicky aur hubby ke sath khul gayi thi. Baat-cheet aur hassi-mazaak bhi ho raha tha. Vicky bahut shaant, sharmeela, seedha aur bhola nazar aa raha tha Suman ko. Suman bhi thodi chulbuli bani hui thi.

Hum chaaron hi baahar film dekh ke aur khaana khaa ke bhi aaye. Vicky ne meri aur Suman ki bahut khaatirdari bhi ki, chocolate, ice-cream chips etc se. Suman bahut hi khush thi khaas kar Vicky se. Vicky ne Suman pe paise achi tarah kharch kiye the.

Suman laalchi bhi thi aur gareeb bhi. Main hubby aur devar (Vicky) teeno hi ek room mein the, aur Suman ko doosre room mein sone ko kaha tha. Fir Suman ne bataya ki usko akeli ko darr lagta tha, isliye Vicky ko zor dekar manaya gaya ki wo Suman ke sath so jaye.

Khud Suman ne uske gale mein dono hath daal ke kaha: Ek taraf to bhabhi bhi kehte ho, aur itna khayaal bhi nahi kiya mera? Mujhe darr lag raha hai, aur to tumko parwaah nahi hai?

Vicky: Nahi bhabhi, aisi baat nahi hai, aap bhaiya bhabhi se pooch lo. Mujhe neend mein hath paon ungliya ghumane ki aadat hai. Bekaar mein aap gussa ho jaogi.

Ye bolte hue wo apne room mein chala gaya.

Fir maine Suman ko bataya: Darasal usko bachpan se hi aadat hai, teddy bear ke sath sone ki. Aur agar neend mein kisi ke paas soya ho, to usko bhi teddy bear ki tarah hi pakad leta hai. (Aur ek secret bhi bataya) jab neend mein rehta hai, to maine kayi baar nipple muh mein satta diye, to nipple bhi choose usne.

Saari baatein Vicky ne sun li chupke se. Thodi der baad maine aa kar Suman ko bataya-

Main: Vicky so gaya tha, aur ab uthne wala nahi hai. Jaa kar uske palang pe so jaa.

Fir Suman room mein gayi. Palang to single bed hi tha, isliye Suman ne dheere se teddy bear hataya, aur Vicky se satt kar sone lagi. Main chhup kar hubby ke sath dekhne lagi.

Hubby room mein taak bhi raha tha, aur mere boobs bhi daba bhi raha tha. Lekin mera poora dhyan room mein hi tha. Kyunki Vicky ko maine hi bataya tha, ki Suman ki chudai kar dena, main sab sambhal loongi.

Suman ko yakeen tha, ki Vicky ko neend aa chuki thi. Wo bagal mein leti aur khud hi Vicky ka hath apni kamar par rakh liya, taaki Vicky ko ye ehsaas naa ho ki teddy bear uske paas nahi tha.

Vicky ka hath pet pe thoda bahut ruk-ruk ke harkat bhi kar raha tha, aur Vicky ka muh Suman ke ubharon se sata hua tha. Fir Suman ne dheere se apna blouse aur khiska ke ek nipple Vicky ke hontho se satta diya.

30-40 second tak kuch bhi nahi hua to Suman ne dheere se nipple ko Vicky ke muh mein ghusane ka dabaw banaya. Vicky ne muh mein nipple le liya, aur choosne laga. Jab-jab wo choosna chhodhta tab-tab Suman nipple firse hila deti aur Vicky shuru ho jata.

Suman ne ek side ka apna medium size ka boob poora hi baahar nikaal bhi liya tha. Tabhi Vicky ne jaagne ka naatak kiya, aur ek tarah se Suman ko range hath pakad liya apna boob pilaane ke liye.

Suman sakpaka si gayi, lekin Vicky ke chehre pe muskurahat dekh kar thodi sharma gayi aur apne boobs ko dhakne lagi. Usko Vicky ne rok diya, aur dono hath se boobs daba ke chooste hue Suman ke mana karne ke bawjood jabran uska blouse kheench diya. Button toot gaye, aur dono boobs baahar aa gaye.

Suman ghabra ke chhodhe ke liye bolne lagi. Vicky ne apna hath seedhe saree ke andar ghusaya to Suman ne khud ko chhudhaya. Vicky ne dobara pakda aur saree kholne ki koshish ki. Suman darri hui thi, aur khud ko chhudhwa ke petticoat mein hi daud kar mere room ki taraf bhaagi.

Main bhi jaa kar turant apne bistar pe topless baithi thi, sirf panty mein, aur pati god mein let ke boobs choosne laga. Badhawas si Suman mere kamre mein mere bilkul paas aa gayi. Wo bhi topless thi, sirf petticoat mein, aur boli-

Suman: Bhabhi mere peeche Vicky pad gaya hai chudai ke liye.

Wo mujhe topless dekh kar sakpakayi bhi. Pati ne bhi Suman ko topless dekha, to Suman ne dono hatho se apne boobs ko dhak liya, aur uski aankhon mein aansu the. Peeche-peeche devar Vicky bhi aa gaya sirf half pant mein, aur mujhe bola-

Vicky: Dekho naa bhabhi, Suman ne mujhe jabran apna boob chuswaya neend mein. To badmashi to isne hi ki, to main kyun naa karu?

Maine paas mein baithte hue shaant karte hue hass ke kaha-

Main: Tumko boobs hi pakadne hai naa uska hath pakad ke? Le mere pakad ke choos le, kya farak padega.

Vicky ne boobs pakad liye, tabhi hubby ne bagal mein baithi hui Suman ke hath hataate hue boobs pakad liye. Suman ko samajh aa gaya ki sab mile hue the. Fir Suman ne khud ko chhudhane ki koshish ki to hubby ne usko jakad ke bistar pe lita diya aur boobs choosne laga.

Suman hath-paon maar rahi thi bebasi se. Tabhi devar Vicky ne aage badh ke uska petticoat neeche kheench diya, aur panty utaar di. Suman cheekhne lagi chhodh dene ke liye meri taraf dekhti hui.

Main: Behanchod, itna chillayegi to maar khayegi. Aur bata kisse chudwani hai, hubby ya devar se? Ek se to karwana hi padega.

Suman ghabra bhi gayi thi, aur ek shart pe taiyaar hui ki sirf ek se hi chudwayegi, wo bhi devar se. Kyunki usko laga ki devar hubby ke muqaable shareer mein kamzor tha, to uska hathiyaar bhi kamzor hi hoga.

Hubby ne Suman ko chhodh diya, aur mere upar nanga hi let gaya. Vicky ne Suman ko peeche se jaa kar pakad liya, aur uski nabhi main ungli ghusa ke hilate hue boobs ko choosne laga.

Usne Suman ko lita kar uski nabhi ko choosa, fir clit ko. Suman ne jaise hi dekha ki Vicky nanga ho gaya tha, to wo uska lamba sa lund leke ghabra gayi aur Vicky ki bajay mere hubby se chudwane ko taiyaar hui. Jabki hubby meri sawari pe laga hua tha.

Maine kaha: Theek hai, chudwana matt. Lekin Vicky ko maze to lene do.

Suman ke paas doosra koi upay bhi nahi tha. Darri aur sehmi hui Suman ko Vicky jagah-jagah se choose jaa raha tha, aur chudai ka bol kar apna lund bhi chuswa diya.

Vicky uttejit ho chuka tha poori tarah se, aur wo Suman ko bistar pe lita ke sawaar ho gaya. Dono mein jhadap hone lagi, aur Suman bachane ki guhaar lagane lagi. Mera aur husband ka to chudai karyakram poora ho chuka tha. Hum dono dekh ke maze lene lage.

Vicky ko uksaya bhi, Vicky ne 3-4 kisses kiye usko aur boobs pe daant gada diye. Aur Suman surrender ho gayi. Fir Vicky ne ek hi jhatke mein 11 inch ke lund ko ghusedh diya. Suman ki aankh mein dard se paani aa gaya aur uski cheekh nikli.

Vicky ne taabad-tod chudai jaari rakhi, aur Suman ki cheekhon se kamra goonjta raha. Suman ka pehla paani nikalte hi, maine hi Vicky ko rok diya aur hubby sawaar ho gaya uspe.

Hubby ki sawaari se Suman ko kuch bhi farak nahi pad raha tha. Aur Suman ke bagal mein hi mujhe lita kar Vicky meri chudai karne laga. Meri bhi khushi se awaazein nikalne lagi, kyunki Vicky ke lambe lund se maza bahut aa raha tha.

Dono hi bhaiyon ne chudai karyakram poora kar liya.

Fir Suman ne kaha: Dard to bahut hua, lekin maza bhi aaya, aisi chudai aaj tak nahi hui thi meri.

Vicky ne Suman ko dard ke liye sorry bola aur dono ne ek-doosre ko kiss kiya. Fir Suman aur Vicky dono doosre room mein sone chale gaye. Mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi, isliye main tv dekhne lagi.

Thodi der baad kaano mein kuch awaaz aayi, to maine chup-chaap jaa kar dekha Vicky ke room mein. Vicky Suman ki nabhi choos raha tha, aur Suman ka petticoat kholne ke liye ladayi ho rahi thi. Suman firse chudwane ko taiyaar nahi thi, isliye Vicky ne kaha-

Vicky: Chudwana nahi hai, to wo boobs, clit, nabhi etc ko choosega.

Iske liye Suman ne haa kar di. Vicky ne Suman ke honth, jeebh, pet, nabhi, gardan, boobs chooste hue clit ko choosa, aur achanak hi Suman ko shikari ki bhaanti jakad liya.

Fir bhi Suman andar nahi daalne de rahi thi. Vicky ne bed pe leti hui Suman ko lagataar kiss kiya, aur uski chut par kapdon ke upar se zor-zor se lund ragadne laga. Fir usne Suman ko ulta kiya, aur lund gaand mein ghusa diya.

Suman dard se cheekh rahi thi. Uski gaand mein 4-5 minute tak chudai karne ke baad usne chut mein lund ghusedh diya, aur bina ruke chudai karta hi raha. Main bhi room mein chali gayi, aur paas baith kar Suman ki chudai dekhne lagi.

Itne mein hubby bhi aa gaya. Vicky ki chudai poori hone par Suman ki himmat jawaab de gayi thi.

Hubby ne kaha: Vicky to isko firse chod daalega, isliye Vicky ko main apne sath room mein le jata hu.

Hubby khud hi Suman ke paas sone laga. Suman bhi taiyaar thi hubby ke sath hi sone ko, kyunki Suman ko hubby se darr nahi tha. Kyunki hubby ka lund to bahut hi chhota tha.

Hubby aur Suman dono ek sath soye the. Fir hubby ne pyar se cream etc lagayi Suman ko, aur ek round poora karke sath mein so gaya. Aur Vicky mere paas so gaya. Subha-subha 6 baje Vicky ko maine hi uksaya aur apni chudai karwayi.

8 baje tak chaaron hi uth chuke the, aur naashta bhi kiya tha. Suman ki chut mein dard ke kaaran uski chaal hi badli hui thi. Vicky usko dekh-dekh kar muskura raha tha. Suman ke pet pe kaatne ke daag bhi dikh rahe the.

Tabhi mauka dekh kar Vicky ne mere aur hubby ke saamne hi Suman ke boobs baahar nikaal ke choosne shuru kiye, aur kaha-

Vicky: Iski chudai abhi nahi karunga. Lekin boobs bahut hi mulayam hai, inko to choosunga hi.

Suman chup-chaap baithi rahi. Vicky boobs aur nabhi choosta raha. Fir dono ko maine hi alag kiya aur Vicky ko kaha-

Main: Iski jaan lega kya. Ab raat se pehle ye tujhko nahi milegi. Chaahe to tu meri maar lena.

Vicky ko bhi kaam se baahar jana tha, to wo chala gaya. Hubby darr bhi raha tha ki kahi mujhe bura naa lage, aur Suman ke maze bhi lena chaahta tha. Maine hubby ko akele mein bata diya ki jo karna hai kare, main chup rahungi.

Hubby mere saamne hi Suman ko, jo ki dubli-patli gudiya si thi, aur hubby hatta-katta sa tha, usko nanga karke apni god mein lekar baith kar tv pe film dekhne laga. Wo uske boobs se, aur chut ki jhilliyon se khelta raha 2 ghante tak. Last mein maine hi hubby ko daant ke alag kiya. Baaki agle bhaag mein.

Sometimes I wonder what is wrong with me. What are these dark impulses which are on the edge of consuming me? But now I realize that it is not just me. It’s everyone around me. The only difference is they have suppressed their dark impulses, and I cannot.

My name is Lucky Khurana. Fancy name, right? Well, even though my name is Lucky, life was a bitch to me. I lost my mom at a young age, so I don’t know what a mother’s love is.

Soon after my mom passed away, my father got remarried. Soon after that, they were blessed with a baby girl. My new stepmom didn’t like me much, so my dad asked me if I could move out.

My father was heavily loaded, so money was never an issue for our family. My father purchased a 4.5 BHK duplex for me and asked me to move there. Every month he will send me a huge amount as pocket money. I also inherited all my mother’s assets after she passed away.

I was pretty young when I moved to my new apartment. My dad hired a caretaker for me. Her name was Muskan. She was responsible for cleaning, cooking, and all the other house chores. She was a student at a government college. She had financial issues.

Her father, Amir, was my father’s driver, who passed away in an accident. My father decided to help Amir’s family by placing me under Muskan’s care so that she could support her family.

Muskan had a sick mother. She used to come early in the morning and leave late at night. As her place was nearby, it was never a problem for her.

Rishi is my childhood friend. I met him when I first visited Muskan’s place to see her mother. Muskan’s mother had poor health conditions. Rishi and Muskan were neighbors. We became best friends instantly. Rishi started to visit me with Muskan on weekends.

But that was not enough for me. I didn’t have any friends, so I wanted to spend more time with Rishi. I decided to ask him to attend the same school as me. Muskan had a word with Rishi’s family, and she convinced them to send Rishi to my school.

Of course, I was taking care of the financial expenses. My father didn’t care what I was doing with my life, so he never interfered. It’s been 10 years, we are 21 now, and we are both in our third year of college. During these last 10 years, a lot has happened.

Muskan was staying at my duplex with me. Rishi and his family think of me as their own. Rishi’s father had cancer, and the treatment expense was too much for his family to bear. So I supported them financially, and soon he was able to recover. But he was still too weak to support his family.

Rishi’s elder sister Ritu got married. She is 2 years older than me, and her husband is a normal serviceman. Rishi also got married soon after Ritu’s marriage. Rishi’s younger sister Pari who is 1.5 years younger than me, is currently in the first year of college.

I was always there to support Rishi’s whole family. They loved me and cared for me like their own. I didn’t have a family. So I decided to make one for myself, and now I have one. Rishi’s family was my family, and Muskan was my family too. Muskan was like a mother to me, as she was always there for me.

But everything changed when the dark impulses inside me finally started to take over me. Starting with the downfall of Muskan, the mother.

As you may already know, Muskan was from a simple family. The first time I saw her was when she visited my house with her father. She was much older than me and always treated me like a younger brother. She was 19 when she became my caretaker.

After paying her salary for a few years, my father asked me to take care of her salary. I didn’t mind that. Muskan was an honest woman who always said she would repay me one day. She decided to get married to fulfill the last wish of her mother. Soon after which, her mother passed away.

Muskan was married for hardly 2 years. During this time, she was still working as my caretaker. She could have secured a good job as she had a degree, but she did not want to leave by my side.

Muskan was childless. Muskan and her husband had been trying to have a baby for some time. They finally decided to seek medical help. The medical report stated that Muskan might never be a mother. Then her husband started to abuse her, due to which they separated.

Muskan is 30 and divorced. She is staying with me now. Her height is 5.3, and her figure is 34-28-34. She has a very beautiful face. She looked like the Indian actress Kajol. For me, she is like an older sister, a mother. For her, I am like a little brother she never had and like a son, she may never have.

It all started when I first caught Rishi and Muskan making out. Rishi was married. But he was still attending college with me. He was doing some part-time work to support his family.

Rishi’s wife, Neha, was the same age as his younger sister. She is very beautiful. Her figure was 34-26-34. Her height is almost the same as mine. I am 6.1, and she is 5.10. She is taller than Rishi, who is 5.7. She looked like Indian Actress Kirti Sanon.

It was Sunday afternoon. Muskan was at home busy with her daily chores, or so I thought. I went out to one of the small-scale textile companies my mother owned but now owned by me. While studying, I also learned about the business I would take over one day.

There was a sales meeting, and I was supposed to return late evening that day. But the meeting got canceled, so I decided to return home early.

When I reached home, I noticed Rishi’s shoes outside. Rishi also had keys to my duplex. So it was nothing new if Rishi was hanging out at my place. I opened the door and went inside, and it was too quiet. I went to the first floor near Muskan’s bedroom, where the door was not completely closed.

What I saw next snapped something inside me. Rishi was sucking on Muskan’s juicy lips. I never considered Rishi a guy who may cheat on his wife, but he was furiously sucking on Muskan’s lips.

He slowly started to slip his hands under Muskan’s dress. I did not like what Rishi was about to do with Muskan. I quickly took a few photos of them. After that, I silently went outside. I got inside my car and drove to the nearest cigarette shop.

I called Muskan on her mobile. After a few rings, just before the call was about to get disconnected, Muskan picked up the call.

I could see the building I live in and everyone moving in and out.
Muskan: Hello, Lucky. (With heavy breathing)

Me: Hello Di (I used to call her di, short for didi)

Muskan: Is everything okay? You called me in the afternoon.

Me: Yes, everything is fine. But what about you? Why are you breathing so heavily?

Muskan: Oh,, it’s nothing. I was shifting some heavy boxes.

Me: I called to inform you that my meeting is canceled, and I will reach home in 5 minutes. Let’s go to a movie today. What do you say?

It was very common for us to hang out sometimes.

Muskan: Oh, my Beta wants to spend time with his Di? How can I say no? (she used to call me Beta)

Me: Hehehe, okay, I’ll be there in 5 minutes. Be ready.

Muskan: Okay

All this time, my eyes were fixed on the entrance of my building. I noticed Rishi leaving my house. I never lusted after Muskan. I loved her like my own family. But seeing Rishi and Muskan together, I was not sure what I felt.

There is sadness, confusion, jealousy, and anger all mixed within me. But for the moment, I had to keep my cool. After Rishi left, I went back to my home.

Me: Di, where are you?

Muskan: I am in the bedroom. Give me 5 minutes. I will be ready.

Me: Okay.

After 10 minutes, Muskan was back. She was wearing a green suit. This was the first time I noticed that she was so sexy. Her figure was perfect, and her milky white skin could drive any man crazy.

Muskan: What happened, Beta? Something wrong? You are staring at me so intensely.

Me: Nah, nothing. I was thinking about something from work. Let me check if Rishi would like to join us.

When I mentioned Rishi’s name, Muskan was a little uncomfortable. I can see her cheeks turning pink.

Me: You know what, how about we go alone? Just you and me. Like a date, what do you say?

Muskan: Oh my god! Do you want to go on a date with an old lady like myself?

Me: Old lady? Are you kidding me? You are beautiful, Di. I will choose you over anyone. You are my Di, after all.

Muskan got a little emotional. For a moment, there was something else on her face. She gave me a tight hug full of motherly love. But right now, all I can feel is her ample breast on me. All I can think about is RIshi and herself making out.

After that, we left for our date. I took her to the mall for some shopping, then we went to the movies, followed by a late-night dinner, after which we returned home.

Once we were back, I asked Di if she wanted something to drink.

Muskan: No, you tell me what you want to drink? I will prepare.

Me: No, Di, I will have some scotch. I will prepare it myself. How about you get yourself some green tea and give me some company?

Muskan: Okay, Beta, I will be right back.

Di knew I smoke and drink sometimes, and she was not bothered by that. She asked me to promise her that I would not overdo it.

Di was back within a few minutes. I sat on the sofa with a bottle of Black Label and a whiskey glass. We chatted for almost an hour. I was 3 pegs down, and I could feel the scotch kicking in. Di said that was a lot of alcohol. But she had no idea about my capacity to drink.

From now on, I will refer to Muskan as Muskan Di

Muskan Di: That’s enough. You had a lot of drinks.

Me: No, Di, you forgot it’s a date, and we are supposed to have fun. Don’t be a buzz killer.

Muskan Di: The date is over, big boy. It’s time for you to go to sleep.

I didn’t respond and had one more peg. This time, it was a 90 ml neat. Di was shocked, and she tried to stop me. But before she could say anything, I spoke,

Me: You betrayed me.

Muskan Di was surprised she was not sure what I was talking about.

Muskan Di: Beta, what are you talking about? I can never do that. I can never betray you.

Me: So you were not making out with Rishi?

Di’s face got pale. She was now scared. She was not sure how to respond. She finally gathered the courage to speak up.

Muskan Di: Beta how do you.? I can explain Beta. I was…

But I cut her off before she could complete it.

Me: Don’t call me BETA! (I shouted) How can you call me Beta after you were doing such shameful things with my friend?

Muskan Di: I am sorry, beta.. Please listen to me. I was helping him.

Me: What kind of help was that? He could have asked me if he wanted to fuck women other than his wife. I would get him 100 prostitutes.

Muskan Di: We didn’t have sex. We just kissed…

But once again, I cut her off before she could complete it.

Me: STOP IT! JUST SHUT UP! (I shouted at her)

After a moment of silence.

Muskan Di: You hate me. I got it. I will leave first thing tomorrow.

She was crying, and both her cheeks were soaked with tears. I didn’t respond and just sat there quietly. She cried for some time, and then she left for her room.

I was not able to sleep till midnight. I finally came to my senses and wanted to apologize to her. So I went back to her room. I knocked a few times, but there was no response. I opened the door and saw her sleeping. She was wearing a nightie, and her cheeks were all red. She must have cried a lot.

I went to her and slowly caressed her face. I was feeling a little guilty that I shouted at her. This was the first time I got angry with her. I was looking at her face in the little dim light.

Looking at her, a sense of darkness started to take over me. I realized she would be taken by some other man one day. If that’s the case, I will not let her go. I slowly placed my lips on her and started to kiss her. I slowly sucked on her lower lips and then her upper lips. This sudden kiss woke Di up.

She was once again confused about how to respond. I was passionately kissing her lips. After some time, I broke the kiss. Di was staring right into my eyes. I placed my hands on her face and said in a low voice.

Me: I can not lose you again to some other man. I lost to your husband once, but now I will not let any other man take you away. You are mine. Your body is mine. Your soul is mine. Everything about you is mine. If someone else touches you, I will make them regret it.

Muskan Di: Beta…

I started kissing her once again. She tried to resist her best, but I held her hands tightly. After a passionate kiss for another 5 minutes, I parted my lips from hers. She was breathing heavily.

Muskan Di: Aah, Beta don’t. If we cross the line, we can never go back. Please stop… Haah… We can pretend like it never happened.

While speaking, I slowly pulled her night dress up to her waist, exposing her sexy navel, thick thigh, and black panty. Her smooth milky skin can make any sane man go insane. I slowly slide my hands in between her legs.

Me: Your mouth is asking me to stop but look down here. Your pussy is telling me a different story. Your panties are soaking wet.

Muskan Di: Ahhh. No, don’t. Mmm.

Me: I cannot leave you like this. You will go to someone else if I do not satisfy your needs. I cannot let that happen, Di.

Saying that, I slide my hands inside her panties. She had a bush down there, as it must have been years since she had used this place. I slowly started to play with her clitoris. Her whole body was trembling, and she let out an erotic moan.

While using my thumb to play with her clitoris, I slide my index finger inside her pussy. She was trying her best to control her moans. There was an extremely erotic expression on her face. I once again put my lips on hers and started to kiss her.

This time things were different, and she was not resisting me anymore. I sucked on her upper and lower lips while playing with her pussy. I could feel her pussy gripping my index finger like it was trying to suck me whole.

Her clitoris was all swollen up. She had given up on controlling her moans. She was moaning while I was sucking on her lips.

Finally, she gripped me tightly with her hands and raised her hips. Her pussy was now gripping my finger so hard that it was trying to break it. I synchronized my movements with hers, and she had her first orgasm in a very long time.

Looking at her expression, I may not be surprised if it was her first orgasm in her life. In India, people are still not so open about sex. Men don’t care much about their wife’s orgasms, and women feel too shy to ask them about it. So it’s very common that most women may not have experienced a good orgasm.

Di tried hiding her face in the pillow to hide her embarrassment. Never a man had ever made her feel something like this. I slowly moved near her ears and whispered.

Me: You don’t want me to cross the line, right? Okay, I will not. Not until you shave your pussy and ask me to fuck your pussy senseless.

Muskan Di slowly turned her face toward me and looked at me. Her eyes were sparkling with tears. Her breath was heavy. There was a super erotic expression on her face, and the sweet scent of her love juice was all over the room.

But it seemed like she was also relieved as all this was over, at least for today. But to her surprise, the next words which came out of my mouth were something she had never expected.

Me: Don’t think it is over yet. I am just getting started. Today I am going to play with your pussy till you pass out. I will make it so that your pussy will only remember my touch.

She was taken aback by those words. But before she could respond, I again placed my lips on hers and started playing with her pussy. This time it was wet, and it was much easier to slide my index and middle finger inside.

Lewd sounds of her wet pussy getting played had filled the whole room. Di was also enjoying this sensation as she was kissing me back. I was pretty sure she had lost her senses to think clearly. I played with her pussy for hours, and she must have had almost 14 orgasms.

When I finished, her bed sheet was soaked with her love juice. Her pussy was twitching like crazy, and she passed out from the intense orgasm she had. She was naked from her waist down. I had already removed her panties after her 4th orgasm.

She was naked from her waist down. I placed a thick dry cloth above the wet area of the bedsheet. I pulled her nightie down, covered her with a blanket, and left the room.

It was just starting. The real fun will begin now.

This dark eroticawill be continued,

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Hi, I am Sourav. This is a true story about the transformation of my soft-spoken, timid wife into a dominatrix specialized in fetish wrestling.

Now coming to the introduction. I am 5’8, an average-built guy working as a government bank clerk in Mumbai. I live in my flat (bought by my father) with my newly married wife, Supriti.

Now Supriti is a very polite lady, 5’3 height but heavily built with huge melons. She belonged to a conservative Bengali family, so she always wore sarees. But I insisted she wears sleeveless blouses to show off her hugely shaped arms. She had sharp features and long hair but was a bit fat.

Supriti was from Kolkata but shifted with me to Mumbai after marriage. Within a couple of months, she started becoming more outspoken and open-minded. She started wearing Western dresses, shorts, and crop tops more and more.

One day when I returned from work, I was shocked to see her. She wore a top along with a pair of blue denim shorts. I wasn’t able to control myself and immediately started kissing her. She responded well and grabbed my dick.

She started giving me a handjob. But right when I was about to cum she stopped. I was in agony. She used to tease me like this by denial at the time of cumming. All of a sudden, she smiled and grabbed my balls playfully.

I screamed out, “Ahh, babe? What did I do?”

Supriti: Hey babe, do you think I am fat?

Me: Yeah, a bit. But how does it matter? You are hot.

Supriti: (while still grabbing my balls) Yeah, that I am. But I wish to join a gym. I want to get fit and strong. I think I am well-built. I think with a proper diet and workout, I might grow more muscles than you.

I started laughing and said.

Me: You are a girl. How can you possibly get stronger than me? The only way you can beat me is by grabbing my balls.

Supriti: (Released my balls) Okay, we will talk after a few months. I will make you beg for mercy. Mark my words.

My last statement hurt her ego. She was hell-bent on getting stronger than me and teaching me a lesson not to underestimate a girl, ever.

There was a nearby gym where MMA and judo classes were also taught to women. She enrolled herself in both and started her training. She used to go for morning jogs and gym classes and changed her diet completely. She even started watching UFC and WWE.

After 6-8 months, I started to notice amazing changes. She started losing fat and gained muscles rapidly. Her muscles were becoming visible through her more revealing and sexy dresses.

During our sex at night, I felt she was becoming a monster. I noticed that she could lift me at will now.

One day when I got back from work, I saw that she was in a hot tank top and gym shorts, stretching her legs out on a mat. I asked her,

Me: Hey, what is going on?

Supriti: Today, I will show you a couple of moves I learned. If you get out of them, I will give you a steamy blowjob and let you fuck me right away.

There was an evil grin on her face.

Me: If I cannot get out?

Supriti: Your balls are mine, babe.

This scared me a bit. But I thought, what the heck? She is a girl. I will beat her in no time. I was semi-naked and wore only underpants.

Supriti: Only undies? Nice, good for me

We began wrestling, and she was lightning-quick. Suddenly she spun behind me and tripped me with a spinning kick. I fell to the ground on my chin. She quickly locked my arms with her legs crossed above my shoulders in a pro-style MMA. With her spare hand, she reached out and grabbed my dick.

Supriti: This is called a lotus lock in a lying position used in pro wrestling. You will love it, babe.

Me: Aghhh, babe, you are hurting me!

Supriti: I thought you were a man. I have your dick in my hand even. Oh my God, you are hard, babe. I think you are loving it. Get out of it and earn a blowjob instantly.

I started struggling in pain but did get a hard-on. At this point, I was completely at her mercy. I felt humiliated at the hands of my newly transformed, strong, dominatrix wife. Getting dominated by a strong wife physically is quite kinky.

I tapped out!

Me: I can’t, babe. Please let me go.

Supriti: Oops, I am so sorry, but that wasn’t the deal, baby. You agreed to this, and now you are stuck.

She didn’t hold back and went right after my balls. My arms were numb, locked by her legs, and my balls were in her hand. She started squeezing them gradually. The pain was unbearable. I almost cried, and she started laughing.

Supriti: Hahaha! Aren’t you supposed to be a man? How pathetic are you! Getting manhandled by your wife. Now Listen carefully!

(SQUEEZE)

From now on, you are my slave.

(SQUEEZE)

I am stronger than you and have also become my gym’s personal head trainer. So I would perhaps earn more than you as well.

(SQUEEZE)

Me: Aagh, please, no more. I give up!

Supriti: I am letting you go now. But before that, let me frame some rules for my new slave. You will obey them.

1)You are to call me Goddess and be naked in front of me all the time.

2) All household chores are yours, including cooking.

3) Daily massage my full body after my post-workout.

4) I will practice new wrestling/MMA moves on you to master them perfectly. If you cannot get out of them, I will SQUEEZE your balls.

Disobey any of the said rules, and you know what will happen. From now on, I have you by the balls!!

She smiled and said, “Haha, literally, like even now.”

From that day onwards, I was a slave to my hot, sexy, physically strong dominating wife who was inspired into femdom BDSM. She learned judo and MMA holds.

This is the first part. I will continue this story if you like it, guys. Let me know in the comments.

What is Attraction? “The action or power of evoking interest in or liking someone or something.” As the statement says, the ‘power of evoking.’ That same power took me back to her place again and again for the experience I had the last time.

I was starving for that. I needed it more and more. I experience it each time. We used to sit sticking each other on her bed while watching TV. We keep our heads on each other’s shoulders for some time, one by one. We used to wrap our hands together, trying to pull each other closer and enjoy each other’s company.

That’s all we used to do. But we never talked about it with each other. It was just like I used to come and sit. She would come through and sit beside me. Just do some ‘Hi,’ switch on the TV and get onto our positions. After spending a few hours, I used to return to my home and return after a few days.

Almost a month passed following the same routine. I always thought to speak to her about this. But never knew where to start and how to start, and she didn’t do it either. I used to think of what she would be feeling about this and me. As she was married, she must have her mind divided into two halves.

On one side, she must be thinking about me. On the other side, she must think about her husband if she is doing something wrong with him. I know she was loyal to her husband. But doing all this with me on his back is not legal and is a sign of loyalty.

There’s only one reason she must be doing this. She is not so well satisfied with my brother and spends almost all day alone at home. My brother is a kind of humble guy. But the dark side of him is that he is old fashion. He might not be interested in having some interesting role-play and fantasized sexual romance.

I am not sure I just had a thought. I can’t say it might be true because we are just holding hands for hours, and nothing has gone so far. But I am damn sure that she needed a friend. A close friend with whom she could share her thoughts and feelings.

I gave her that. So she might have found some love and care in me and got somewhat attracted. My brother gets home from his work and rests. Then dinner and then sleeps. He might have some boring sex some days. There’s no one with her with whom she could spend her quality time.

‘But I promise you, bhabhiji, I’ll always be there with you sharing good and bad days.’

One day one of my cousins came up with an idea to plan a family trip to some hill station. We all were ready for it. The trip was planned, tickets were booked, bags were packed, and excitement was at its peak.

On the day of departure, we all reached the railway station together. The train was at 8:05 pm. We booked the night running train to reach there the next morning. So we were all in night dresses and ready to sleep on the train.

We reached there at 6:00 am, had tea nearby and booked a hotel for all to rest, get fresh and get ready for trekking. I was thinking about how she would look today, how we’ll get a chance to spend our time together and many more thoughts.

When we met yesterday at the station, she was happy and charming like she always is. She smiled at me and asked me if I was excited. I wish I could get that same pretty smile today. Also, I was starving for that smile.

After getting fresh, we all gathered at the hotel’s front gate. We were about to start walking towards the trekking point. I looked at her. She was taking a look at the surrounding. I was waiting for her to look at me, make eye contact, and smile.

Suddenly, she looked at me and now. ‘Ye! she is going to smile now.’ I just wanted that look but OMG she didn’t. She just made an eye contact for a few seconds and cut it away without smiling. ‘What happened to her?’ I was shocked because it had never happened, she didn’t smile ‘why?’

Now I was out of my mind and spent my whole trekking session just thinking about her. I tried to catch her attention in every possible way, but she didn’t give me a single sight. This was strange and was getting more intense second by second.

My thoughts were racing and forming many stories about what could have happened to her. The whole day went by with nothing. Now it was around 7 pm and time to have dinner. We all went to our hotel, where our rooms were booked with our luggage.

We went to one restaurant nearby. We went there seeking chairs to sit on. I took a move and sat on the chair near bhabhiji to get more info about what could have happened. She might be shy to talk to me in front of the family. I want a smile to confirm that it’s not so serious.

We ordered our dishes and waited for them to come. All were talking to each other and making jokes, talking about politics. I was peeking at her continuously, but I didn’t get any reply. Now I thought to talk to her directly.

“Kaisa tha aaj ka din bhabhi?” (How was the day, bhabhi?) I asked. “Mast tha bohut maza aaya.” (It was great, I enjoyed it a lot.)” she replied. It was a good start. I thought she would continue now. But she didn’t say a single word after that. It was like she just replied to me and ignored me.

It was getting too hard for me to take her ignorance. I need to make a second move now. I noticed that she was not interacting with anyone else. She was lost in some thoughts staring straight at the same place. ‘Is she thinking about me? Or has something else happened?’

Sitting beside her, I shifted my leg bit by bit till I touched hers. I was peeking at her at the same time. As my knee touched her, I noticed she got interrupted and cut her thoughts. Her head shook, and she returned to her senses, ‘What was she lost in?’

When we realized that our legs were touching, she moved her leg away. She must be thought that it happened unknowingly. I did it again. This time, it was like crashing my legs harder into hers to make her notice that I did it knowingly. I thought it would work, but it didn’t.

She stood up in frustration and went to the washroom. Now I understood that whatever was happening was serious and needed to be sought out quickly. We then went to our rooms, fetched our bags, and checked out of the hotel.

Suddenly my brother and bhabhi started to quarrel about one of their bags.  They found out it was left in the hotel room. We were standing at the bus stop waiting for a bus to the railway station. My brother and bhabhi said, “Hum aate hai kuch der mein.” (We’ll be back in a few minutes.)

I saw it as a good opportunity to talk to her, “Ruk bhai, main jata hun.” (Wait, brother, I’ll go.) We went, and finally, I got some time alone with her. I started talking, “Hey, kaisi rahi trip? (How was the trip?)

“Acchi,” (Good) she replied. She answered my questions boringly like she was not interested in talking. I was losing my temper and shouted, “Kya hua yar? Kyu aise ajib behave kar rahe ho?” (What happened? Why are you acting so weird?) “Nothing!” She said.

I asked her the reason for such ignorance, and she was not ready to answer. By the time we reached the hotel and asked the receptionist to fetch our bag for us. But he handed us the key and asked to get it by ourselves. God was helping me now. I got some more time now.

We headed towards the lift and hit the 6th-floor button. I started talking to her again. “Please batao kya hua to, mujhe bilkul accha nahi lag raha hai.” (Please tell me what happened? I am not feeling good now) I requested. But she didn’t reply. Now we crossed the 1st floor

“Kuch to bolo yarr, bhabhi.” (Please say something.) I requested again, and no reply.  Now we crossed the 2nd floor “Main nahi reh sakta yar aap se bat kiye bina, please bat karo.” (I can’t live without talking to you, please talk to me)” I did it again and no reply.

Now we crossed the 3rd floor. I was out of words and tricks now. I stood still without saying anything, and so did she. An awkward silence till we crossed the 4th floor.

I then finally thought that ‘Let it go. Let her do what she wants now. I am not going to ask her again. If she ever wants to talk to me, she will come alone.’ With that frustration, I yelled, “Thik hai main ab kabhi aap se bat nahi karunga.” (Ok, I will never talk to you again.)

As I said that, she suddenly grabbed my hand and said, “No!” And she started crying a little. I could see the crystals dropping out of her eyes. She looked at me like I had said something that she never wanted to happen. I was shocked to see her tears.

I adjusted my hand to her palms and wrapped her fingers with mine. Now we crossed the 5th floor and were about to reach the 6th. She wiped her tears with her other hand but cut our eye contact and looked forward. The door opened, and we walked out with still our hands wrapped around each other.

I wanted to talk, and so did she. But we both were waiting for us to get in our room. I opened the door with my other hand and pushed the door. We got inside and shut the door. She exploded with cries and tears, tightening her fingers more and more with each breath.

I was losing my emotions now. The teardrops started falling out of my eyes, too. I can’t see her hurt and cry like this. I pulled her towards the bed, and we sat there. I wiped her tears with my other hand and asked her to stop crying.

“Kya hua, bhabhi? Maine konsi galti kar di?” (What happened bhabhi, what mistake did I make?) I asked.

“Aapne kuch nahi kiya, main hi the jo ye sab chahti thi,” (You didn’t do anything, It’s me who wanted it.) she replied.

“Aap mujhe sab batao ki kya hua hai, bhai ne kuch kaha hai kya?” (Tell me everything, did brother said anything?) I asked.

“Nahi app k bhaiya ne kuch nahi kaha aur unko apne bich ka kuch nahi pata.” (No, your brother didn’t know anything about whatever was going on between us.) she replied.

“Accha, to ye, sab us bare mein hai. Mujhe maaf kar do jo kuch bhi apne bich hua hai woh mere karan tha.” (So it’s all about that. Please pardon me for whatever happened between us. It was all my fault.) I apologized.

“Nahi, aisa mat bolo. Jo kuch bhi hua maine apni marzi se kiya aur mujhe woh bohut accha laga. Main chahti hu ki ye aise hi chalta rehe hamesha hamesha ke liye, par….” (No! Don’t say that. Whatever happened I did it with my will and I like it so much. I want it further and forever, but…) she replied.

“Par kya?” (But what?) I asked.

“Mera ek pati hai, aur unke piche se ye sab karna galat hai. Mujhe aap ke sath wakt bitana bohut accha lagta hai, Kyuki aap mujhe waise treat karte ho jaisa main chahti hu. Aap waise ho jaisa pati main chahti thi. Par mujhe woh sab nahi mila aapke bhai se. Main hamesha ek dost chahti thi jiske sath main apni puri life spend karu. Par mujhe bass ek strict husband mila. Mujhe woh sab aapne diya jo main chahti thi, ek bestie aur meri care karne wala. Isliye jo kuch bhi apne bich hua maine use kabhi na nahi bola. Main woh khud chahti thi. Par kabhi kabhi sochti hu ki main apne husband ko cheat kar rahi hu. Ye sab galat hai. Isliye aap se duri bana rahi thi.”

(I have a husband, and doing all this behind him, is not right. I like spending time with you because you treat me like I always wanted. But I didn’t get any of it from your brother. I always wanted a friend with whom I’ll spend my life, but I just got a strict husband. You gave me all of that, a best friend and all care. That’s why, whatever happened between us, I didn’t say no to it. I wanted it. But sometimes, I think I am cheating on my husband, and it’s not good. So I was trying to stay away from you.)

I didn’t want to lose her. I loved what happened between us. I am much more confident that I’ve started loving her. She got a corner in my heart, and now that corner was paining like hell. But I can’t make her feel like she is cheating on her husband and doing wrong with him.

She did it all just because he could not keep her happy. He doesn’t deserve her at all. I need her to be happy. If I am the reason she is not, I’ll take myself out of her life forever. I didn’t want to lose her at any cost. But it’s important for her happiness, or she will spend her whole life thinking she cheated on her husband.

“I love you so much, bhabhi. I can’t live without you. I want to spend my whole life with you.” Just kidding. I didn’t say that.

“Main aap ko samaj sakta hu bhabhi. Mujhe bhi accha lagta hai aapke sath rehna aur main kabhi nahi chahunga ki aap mujhse dur ho jao. Aap mere life ka ek bohut important hissa ban gaye ho. Par aap apne jagha pe sahi ho. To aap abhi apne man ki suno aur aapko jo sahi lage woh karo. Main aap ke har decision mein aapke sath hu.”

(I can feel you, bhabhi. I, too, like to spend time with you, and I’ll never wish you to go away from me. You became an important part of my life. But you are all right at your place. Now I want you to listen to your heart and do whatever you feel is right. I’ll always stand with any decision you take.) I explained broad-heartedly.

“Mujhe lagta main abhi apan ne waise rehna chaiye jaise ek bhabhi aur devar rehte hai.” (I think now we should return to the actual relations we have, bhabhi and brother-in-law) she asked. “Ok,” I replied.

To be continued…

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Naan thaan rithish college civil dept niyabagam ilaiya endru ketathum? Udane amam hey neiya epadi irukiraai endru ellam ketal? Neenda naal kazhithu iruvarum nandraaga pesinom. Ungal idam solvatharku ena naan avalai oothathu than kadaisi murai athodu enaku ooka entha penum kidaikave ilai athanaal nan oru kama veri pidithu thaan irunthen.

Eppozhuthu yaar kidaipaargal avargalai ookalam endru verikondu kathukondu irunthen. Intha nilaimaiyil thirumanam aagiya en muthal kathaliyai paarkum pozhuthu enaku avalai mendum oru murai ooka vendum endru oru ennam manathil vara aarambithathu. Naan devi idam sirithu pesikonde irukum pozhuthu aval kanavan phone pesa sendru vitan.

Antha tharunathil hey unoda mobile number irunthaal kodu endru keten? Aval oru nimidam ennai paarthu sirithaal yosithaal pinbu sari endru number koduthaal. Naanum number vangikonden, oru missed call koduthu enathu numberai save seithukola solinen. Pinbu aval kanavan vanthu deviyai azhaithu sendru vitan.

Aval selum pozhuthu aval soothai paarthen, munbu irunthathai  vida aunty aanga piragu thaan soothu vatamaaga sexiayaga irunthathu. Vatamaana soothu irukum pengalai paarthaale naan moodu aagi viduven, pengal mulaiyai kuda nan athigam paarka maten soothu sexiyaaga irunthaal pothum apadiye naan vizhunthu viduven.

Devi soothu naan aasai paduvathu polave sexiayaga irunthathu, aval soothai paarthu pine nadanthu sendren. Ennai thirumbi thirumbi paarthukonde sendral, en manathil mendum kathal malara aarambithathu. Yaruku irunthaalum munbu ootha oru pen mendum kidaithaal avargalai ooka thaan aasai varum.

Oru kama padathai paarthu vitu neenda nal kazhithu mendum antha kama padathai paarkum pozhuthu namaku mendum oru moodu vara aarambikum. Antha kama padathai manathirku migavum pidithu paarka aarambipom. Athu pola thaan munbu ootha pennai mendum paarkum pozhuthu aval udan iruntha santhoshamaana ennangal ellam mendum vara thudangum.

Andru iravu message seithaal kandipaaga aval kanavan ethavathu ketpan endru muthal naal message ethum seiya vilai. Adutha nal avaluku pagalil hi message seithen, devi message paartha udane call seithaal. Enaku ena da ival namai vida fastaaga irukiraale endru ninaithen, piragu aval idam pesa thudanginen.

Devi epadi irukiraai endru ellam ketal? Naan nandraga irukiren it sector work seigiren. Ithu pondru work seiyum pozhuthu matravargaluku nam meethu oru mariyathai vara aarambikum. Devi idam nee ena di paarka aunty pola aagi vitai ethavathu kuzhanthai irukiratha endru keten? Hey chi kalaikathe da inum baby form aaga vilai endraal.

Udane naan ethavathu help seiyava endru keten? Ithai ketathum aval sirithuvitu enaku nee eppadi help panuvai endru enaku theriyum endru solinaal. Ipadiye naangal jollyaga pesi pazhaginom, ipadiye pogum pozhuthu oru naal hey enaku un udan irukanum endru solinen. Devi udane puriyala da endru ketal? Hey ila di enaku munbu un udan irunthathu pola irukanum di endren.

Hey ena da ithu thapunu unake theriyatha enaku ippozhuthu thirumanam aagi oru kanavan irukirar athanal ennal onum seiya mudiyathu da endru solinaal. Sari di enakaaga oru murai matum nee en udan veliyil vaa endru solinen. Udane devi ila da veliyil elam vanthaal prachanai nee en veetirke vanthu vidu endru solinaal.

Munbu siru vayathil epadi ennai ooka azhithalo athu polave thaan enani ipozhuthum ooka veetirku azhaithaal. Naan manathil adi thevidiya endru ninaithu sirithu vitu sari di naan eppozhuthu vara vendum endru keten? Aval nalai en kanavan veli ooruku selugiraar athu matum ilamal naangal thaniyaaga thaan irukirom nee veetirku vaa onum prachanai aagathu endru solinaal.

Sari di endru soli vitu nalai aval veetirku sendren, aval veetu perithaaga irunthathu aval veedu enbathai vida aval kanavan veedu endre solalam. Nan veetirku sendru calling bell adithen, devi kathavai thiranthaal sexy nighty aninthukondu irunthaal. Naan sirithum ethir paarka vilai saree aninthukondu irupaal endru thaan ninaithukondu irunthen.

Aanal nighty aninthukondu irunthaal, ulle sendrathum enaku ena vendum endru ketal? Enaku paal ok endru solinen. Udane kitchen sendraal, naan aval pine sendru avalai pin puramaaga kati pidithu i love you di endru solinen. Pinbu en sunni viraika aarambithathu, aval soothil en sunniyai vaithu theithu vitu aval mulai meethu kai vaithu pisaiya aarambithen.

Munbu irunthathai vida mulai miga perithaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, iru mulaiyaiyum pidithu pisainthu vitu iruvarum padukai araiku sendru dress muzhuvathum kayati vitu iruvarum munbu kiss seithathu polave kiss seithu lip lock seithom. Pinbu naan aval mulaiyai azhagaga sappi vitu aval kuthiku sendren, devi pundai perithaaga irunthathu athil vaai vaithu naaku poten.

Kuthiyai nakum pozhuthu devi munbu munaruvathu pola munramal pazhagiya vizhayam pola irunthaal. Sexiyaaga sunniyai eduthu aval vaiyil viten, munbu oombiyathai vida nala experience ullaval pola azhagaga oombi vital. Pinbu avalin kuthiyil sunniayi vitu aval meethu paduthu oothen. Piragu enaku doggy nilaiyil ooka aasai vanthathu.

Doggy nilaiyil ooka aasai vanthathaal sexiyaaga avalai doggy nilaiyil vaithu aval soothai paarthen. Soothu sexiyaaga vatamaaga velaiyaaga irunthathu, athai pidithu kuthiyil sunniyai sorugi matter poten. Intha nilaiyil ooka jollyaga sema moodaga irunthathu. Doggy nilaiyil oothu vitu mendum padutha nilaiku vanthu oothen.

Devi vegamaaga sei da endru solinaal, naan ithai soliyathum vega vegamaaga oothu aval pundaiyil kanju vara vaithen. Pinbu sirithu neram mendum aval vaaiyil sunniyai vitu oomba vaithu vitu kanjai adithu aval mugam meethu ootrinen. Pinbu angu irunthu naan kilambi viten, ena etho theriya vilai athan pinbu adikadi aval veetirku sendru aval kuthiyil oothen.

Oru naal apadi ookum pozhuthu aval pundaikul kanju sendru vitathu, yaruku theriyum aval kanavanin kuzhanthaiyai pepala ilai en kuzhanthaiyai pepala endru. En tamil kama kathaiyai padithu raithatharku nandri vanakam.

Hello friends, my name is Arman, and I am 24 years old. I am 5’7″ with a 6″ cock and a bubble butt. I am a high school student. I would like to tell you my experience of how my neighbor uncle seduced me and then fucked me.

I am living in the USA, and my neighbor uncle’s name is Shawn Paul. He is between 35 to 40 years old muscular, 6’7, and widowed with an 8″ big black cock.

This happened when I was starting high school. I have recently started to wear skin-tight jeans at that time. Those jeans are so tight that anyone can see my ass with them.

I always saw Mr.Paul staring at me whenever I was leaving for school. I thought that he was looking for someone. But after a few days, I realized he was looking at me, particularly my ass. Then one day I wore trousers.

So he came near me and said, “How are you today, Arman?” I said, “I am fine.” He nodded and asked, “Why are you wearing trousers today and not jeans?” I said, “I put them for laundry.”

Then he said, “You look good in jeans. Try to wear them daily.” I asked him a little mischievously, “Do you like to see me in jeans?” I got surprised when he nodded and said Yes. At that moment, my bus arrived, and I left.

From that day onwards, I tried to avoid meeting him. But one day I was studying for my exam in the library near my house. After some time, I saw someone sitting near my chair. I kept studying.

Then after a few minutes, I heard someone say, “So you decided to follow my advice.” I looked up it was Mr.Paul. I didn’t answer him and kept studying. After a few moments, he got up and came close to me.

He put one hand on the table and another on my thigh and pretended like he was looking at my book. He stayed like that for a few minutes. Then he started to move his hand on my thigh near my cock.

I looked at him and asked, “What are you doing?” in a low volume. He said, “You need some relaxation, and I think this can help so try to relax.” He then put his hand on my cock and started to rub it through my jeans.

After a few minutes, I started to moan. Hearing that, he stopped and said, “I think if you come with me to my home, then I can help you better there.”

Because of his earlier ministration, I was hard and horny enough. So I agreed and packed my bag and started to go with him. As his house is beside mine, I need to sneak into his house quietly. Otherwise, if anyone in my family saw me entering his house, they would ask questions.

As he is widowed, no one is at his home. So with his little help, I sneak into his house with him. The moment we entered his house, he closed the door, locked it and told me to come. He opened his bedroom door and entered it.

The moment I entered it, he grabbed my head and kissed me. At first, I was surprised, but due to my horniness, I kissed him back. After a few minutes, we were into a french kiss.

After a few more minutes, he stopped and told me to strip. I started to strip myself. He also stripped up to his underwear. He told me to be on my knees and remove his underwear. I got on my knees and removed his underwear.

At that moment, I saw my first BBC. He stroked it a few times and told me to give it a blowjob. I then hold it and rub it a few times. Then took it in my mouth and started to suck it. He has his eyes closed and moaning. Then he told me to lick also.

I licked it a few times and again took him in my mouth. He held my head there and dragged me near his bed. He sat on it and started to skull fuck me. After a few moments, my saliva and his precum flowed from my mouth to my chin to the floor.

After 15 minutes, he told me, “I can see you are not totally relaxed. So let me help you get more relaxed.” He lifted my head, kissed me a few times, then lifted me and turned on the bed. I was bareback on the bed.

Then he licked my asshole for a few minutes, and after some fingering, he put his cock in it. I started to cry because it was huge. He stopped and stroked my cock and said relax. Then he again started to enter me.

After a few seconds, he completely entered me and started to move in and out. First, he started slowly. But after hearing my moan, he speeded up and started to really fuck me. He was saying, “You are so tight, Arman. Just the way I like.”

He stopped and told me to be on my four like doggy style. Then he came behind, held my waist, lined up his cock, and entered me with one big push. Then the stroke was so hard that I fell on my elbow.

He held my waist and started to fuck me in that position for the next 10 minutes. After 10 minutes, he took out his cock from my ass and cum on my back and ass.  After the next few minutes, we stay like that.

Then he said, “You are now completely relaxed, Arman. Do you like my relaxation method?” I said, “Yes, I like it.”

He then said the day he saw my ass, he every night fantasized about fucking it. Now that he fucked it, he hopes to repeat it sometime if I agree. I told him I would think about it and answer him a few days later.

Then I came home and thought about my gay experience with Mr. Paul for the next few days.

So guys, do you like this story? And do you want to know what my answer was? And if we fucked more or not? If yes, then with which kink?

If you want to answer, mail me at [email protected]. Also, let me know if I should continue this story or not.

I told my bhabhi about this story yesterday and told her that I had not revealed our names in the story. She got mad at me. But when she read it, she just went into our flashback and started imagining those days. She started smiling and started recalling all those pretty moments we had.

She liked this story and asked me to reveal the names (just first names). So, guys, I am here with our real names. My name is Pratik, and my bhabhi’s name is Tanuja. Everyone calls her Tanu, and I call her Tanu bhabhi.

Let’s get back to the story.

What is Affection? Affection or fondness is a ‘disposition or state of mind or body often associated with a feeling or type of love.’

As the statement says, ‘state of mind or body that is often associated with a feeling or type of love.’ That same love made me say “Ok!” at first. But I didn’t know I would regret that.

It was a month now. We hadn’t talked to each other like we always used to. Wherever we got a chance to talk, it was just a kind of formality. Everything was ruined between us. It was hard to get her out of my head and heart. I knew that it wouldn’t happen.

I accepted my fate that I’d have to live my whole life regretting what happened between us. Finally, it ended like this. She might be regretting it, too. I know her very well. She is a kind of sensitive woman and an over-thinker. She, too, might be thinking about me and trying to let my thoughts out of her head.

She knew, too, that it was never going to happen. Our bond was god gifted, and we could never get rid of each other in any condition. But now, this gift was turning into hell. The gift we thought was the beautiful thing of our life was breaking us into pieces.

One day I was busy with some programming stuff. I got a call from my brother. He asked me to come to his home for some work. I had no mood to go there because I knew I would see her face. I was going to start thinking about her again. I just threw myself on my bed and stayed.

It was for a while until I got another call from him complaining that I hadn’t reached him. He said he was in a hurry and had to attend an urgent meeting. But he had some work before that. I reached his place and knocked on his door. As the door opened, I was really happy to see her opening the door for me.

She was too beautiful to admire. Her dense black hair, wet pink lips, pretty fair hands, and red sari (Indian traditional wear). Her bangles create a pure Indian traditional bangles sound. It gives a romantic wife kind of feeling. I can see the rose petals floating around me.

I can feel the cold breeze playing around, hitting my face, and tickling my hair. I could see the warm glow coming from her back. She was smiling at me while being shy at the same moment. I was lost in that heaven until I noticed her sad and disappointed face.

WTF! All rose petals vanished, the cold breeze was gone, the glow disappeared, and her smile? There was no smile. I got my senses back when I learned that I was dreaming.

“Kya hua? Neend puri nahi hui kya? Andar aao jaldi bhai kab se wait kar rahe hai.” (What happened? Are you still sleeping? Come in fast. Your brother has been waiting for you so long.) bhabhi said and made her way to the kitchen.

She asked me, ‘What happened and are you still sleeping?’ But I know that she knows the answer. She knows me very well. She knows I was lost in her and was also lost in me. At least for a second, ‘But I know you, Tanu, you are too struggling like how I am.’

I went to my brother and stood by the wall. I asked how I could help him. He said he had an urgent meeting today and needed to be there. But Tanu needs to go to her doctor for her treatment. I was worried about her or what might be happened to her.

I asked my brother, “Kya hua bhabhi ko?” (What happened to bhabhi?) He replied that she was not well for a few days. They took the doctor’s treatment and did some tests. Tests showed that she was 3 months pregnant and going to have a baby.

OMG! It was just an OMG moment for me. My happiness fell off my face. I had no words to explain, but I was very happy for my brother and my bhabhi. It was great news I got.

“Aaj subha se ise 3 bar ulti hui, to humne doctor ko call kiya. Unhone bulaya hai unke clinic mein.” (Today morning, she vomited 3 times, so we called the doctor, and she asked to show up to her clinic.)” he said.

“Mubarak ho bhai, main bohut khush hu. Itna khush ki bata nahi sakta.” (Congratulations, bro, I am so happy for you, I can’t explain it in words.) I said.

“Haan bhai pata hai, shukriya.” (I know, my brother, thank you.)

I wanted to congratulate her too, but I was unsure about her reply and reactions. I knew she would not be so welcoming. So I decided to say nothing to her.

“Main hamare pados wale didi ko bol raha tha ki ise le jao doctor ke pass. Par ye boli ki mujhe kisi pe bharosa nahi hai. Main Pratikji ke sath hi jaungi, isliye maine tujhe call kar liya.”

(I asked one of my neighbors to take her to her doctor. But she said I don’t trust anyone else, so I’ll go with Pratik. So I called you.) bhai said.

I was shocked to hear that. I didn’t expect this from her. I felt so grateful to know that she trusted me the most. That was the second great thing that happened to me today. I know my brother will be busy with his daily work, and there is no one to take care of her.

I just made up my mind that I will take care of her until her delivery. Tanu bhabhi came out to the hall and said, “I am ready.”

“Ok then, let’s go,” I said. We all went out. My brother left for his meeting, and bhabhi sat on my bike. We made our way to the hospital. After reaching the hospital, we sat on a bench in a waiting hallway. We sat quietly, staring at the front doctor’s cabin door.

I was trying to look at her face to know her expressions. She was blank. I then finally decided to talk to her. “Kya bolte, kaise ho?” (Whatsup? How are you?)

She turned her face towards me and said, “Mast hu.” (I am good) I was about to speak further, but she started speaking again, “Abhi yad aai aapko ki bat karna chahiye karke?” (You remembered now that you should talk?)

“Mujhe laga aap mere pregnancy ki news sun ke muje badhai donge aur mujhe hal chal puchonge. Mujhe laga aap meri care karte ho par aap to bass apne ego mein rehte ho.”

(I thought you’d congratulate me for my pregnancy and ask me how I am doing. I thought you cared about me, but you are just in your ego.) said bhabhi again.

I was happy for her; the baby was a good way to forget everything and move on. It could be a new start for her.

“Nahi bhabhi main to bohut khush hu. Baby hone ke bad to aapke yaha bohut sari khushiya aa jaingi. Uși bahane aap pahle jo kuch bhi hua sab bhul jaingi.” (No bhabhi, actually I am happy. After you have a baby, you’ll get much happiness in your life. It will be easy for you to forget everything that happened in the past.) I explained.

“Main bass dara hua tha, ki aap mujhse bat karonge ya nahi. Main aaj bhi aap ki utni hi care karta hu jitni pahle kiya karta tha.” (I was just scared tha you’ll not talk to me, I still care for you the way I used to.) I confessed.

She looked at me again, but this time the expressions were different. She was about to cry, and she finally did. Tears started falling from her eyes. I was confused about the reason for the tears.

“Kya hua bhabhi, kyu ro rahe ho?” (What happened bhabhi, why are you crying?) I asked. She started explaining to me in a crying tone

“Maine aapko bohut miss kiya, bohut jyada. Aap ke siva mera koi dost nahi hai. Main din bhar akeli hoti hu, koi mere se bat karne wala nahi hota. Aapke bhai subha se bahar hote hai ghar aa kar thak ke so jate hai. Bass aap hi the jo meri care karte the, aap hi the jo mere life me khushiya late the. Ab koi nahi hai.”

(I missed you so much. I have no friends except you. I live alone all day. There’s no one to talk to, and your brother stays out for work all day and goes to sleep after coming home. Only you were the one who used to take care of me, my friend who used to bring happiness to my life. And now you’re not.) she explained.

Yes, I know that she was the one who set everything apart. But now I can’t blame her because she was not in a condition to quarrel. She needed some care right now, so I decided to apologize.

“Mujhe maaf kar do bhabhi. Maine bhi aap ko bohut miss kiya. Main bhi aap ke bina nahi reh sakta. Main vada karta hu ki iske bad kabhi aap se dur nahi jaunga. Hamesha aap ki care karunga aur aap ka dost ban ke rahunga.”

(I am sorry, bhabhi. I, too, missed you so much. I, too, can’t live without you. I promise I’ll never leave you again and always care for you. I’ll always be your friend.) I said.

I was paralyzed when I felt her hand on mine. She grabbed my hand tight and said, “Thank you, Thank you so much, Pratikji.” She was still crying, looking at me. She might be waiting for me to wipe her tears like I always used to. My right hand was held tightly by her.

So I slowly moved my left hand to her face and touched it to wipe her tears. Don’t know what, but this time the feeling was different. My hand was shaking a little. My legs were getting heavy. I could feel my breath. I could hear my heartbeat. Everything was changing.

The world around me was changing. I was again entering into my world of imagination. And you know, guys? This time I felt one more thing that was like heaven for me. It was my dick getting harder and harder. “Please let me out. I want to grow like hell.” My dick yelled from inside.

I was sure that my hardness was just for my Tanu bhabhi. My dick was calling her like there was no one else in this world. My dick was starving to see that beauty sitting in front of me, holding my hand like nothing was living in this world. We were lost in each other. Our eye contact was unbreakable this time.

I said, “Bhabhi, I’ll always be with you. You can trust this friend more than anyone.” She took a heavy breath, tightened her grip on my hand, closed her eyes and said, “I already trust you more than anyone else.”  She opened her eyes, and we smiled and adjusted our positions.

Our hands were still holding each other, tightening it as much as we could. I again tried to look at her face to see her expression. They were very charming and full of joy this time. Finally, I was satisfied, which brought a huge smile of joy. My dick was still hard and not in the mood to calm down today.

I just wanted to touch my dick once to feel it more. I was dying to grab and jerk it off like hell. I was enjoying my boner. It was a jackpot for me. Her smile, beauty, lips and hand grabbing mine and my hard boner were like I was in heaven.

But guys, not everything stays forever. The doctor called her. She left my hand, stood up and went to the doctor’s cabin. Damn! I was enjoying that, and might she was enjoying it too, who knows?

Later we went home. I dropped her off and went to mine. I again took my laptop and started working. After a few minutes, I got one text message from bhabhi.

“Pratikji, meri peeth bohut pain kar rahi hai, please wapas aa ke daba do n!” (Pratik, my back is paining so much, please come back and get me a massage!)

I replied her, “Haanji Bhabiji!” (Sure Bhabiji!)

To be continued.

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Hi friends, this is Rajesh. I am writing my sex experiences with ISS after long 4 years. I am 52 years old, a software engineer working for a company as a senior analyst and residing in Bangalore with my wife and son. After completing his B E graduation, my son flew to the US to do his M S.

So my wife and I are presently residing in our flat near New Airport road. This incident happened when my wife went to her native to see her ailing father a few months back.

It was Saturday evening around 7 pm. I was having a beer and watching some nonsense on TV and heard the doorbell ring. I was wearing a T-shirt and a lungi. I opened the door, thinking it must be the paper boy collecting the monthly dues.

I was surprised to see my neighbor Roshni at the door. Roshni gave me a wide smile on seeing me and said, “Good evening, Uncle.” I, too, wished her. Thinking that she had come to see my wife, I said, “Suma has gone to her native Roshni.” Suma is my wife’s name.

Roshni Mathews and her husband, Paul Mathews, were my immediate neighbors on the 4th top floor of our apartment. Both were software professionals and were in their late twenties.

“I know, Uncle, that Suma Aunty is not in town. I came to give you company as I was also bored. Paul flew to Mumbai today morning and will be back only Sunday,” Saying Roshni came in.

Seeing the beer glass on the teapoy, said, “Looks like you have already started your evening drinks. Get me a bottle and a mug too, Uncle.” Roshni sat on the sofa. I went to the fridge and pulled out another beer and mug. I came to the living room and saw Roshni keenly watching the western flick.

She was wearing a loose white T-shirt and white shorts. She was an ultra-modern girl, wearing skirts, pants and salwars too. Roshni didn’t have a figure like a model, with wheatish skin color, height 5ft 5 inch round, 36-28-38 figure. Her breasts were neither small nor big, moderate ones, maybe C cup.

I poured beer into the mug, gave it to Roshni, came and sat on the sofa, keeping 2 ft distance like a gentleman. Roshni took a sip, sliding next to me, placing her right hand on my left thigh said, “How do you watch these boring westerns, Uncle?”

Her warm hand on my thigh and cold beer sent the wrong signals to my brain, and my cock stirred inside my briefs. Without answering her, I took another sip of beer and tried to remove the ugly thoughts from my mind. Her feminine fragrance and right shoulder rubbing my left was not helping me much.

But instead, my cock was full hard-on by now as I was missing sex from the past week. Roshni leaned across me to fetch the remote on the right side of the sofa. Her breasts swayed inside her loose T-shirt and were almost dangerously grazing my thighs.

I panicked on seeing her shirt top opening due to her breast weight and showing her white bra-clad tits dangling in front of my roving eyes. Her right forearm was grazing my crotch. I knew that she would come to know that I was aroused.

A 52-year-old man was aroused by a 28-year-old woman who was almost my daughter’s age if I had any. Roshni took the remote. While moving back, her hand touched my beer mug. The beer spilled over, wetting my T-shirt and, damn, my lungi too.

Roshni kept her mug and remote on the teapoy. She started to wipe the beer stains from my shirt, saying sorry again and again. I told her ok but was petrified on seeing her hands moving towards my crotch. She tried to rub the beer on my lungi.

My cock was forming a tent even though I tried to control it. Her shirt displayed her ample breasts and was jiggling inside her tight bra. I could see her white breasts and flesh spilling out her tiny bra cups. Her cleavage was a feast to my hungry eyes.

Due to Roshni’s constant rubbing, my cock slid out of my briefs and stood out like a flag pole. Embarrassed, I tried to tuck it back inside. But she observed and looked up at me with a surprised look on her face. I wanted to cover my face and cock in embarrassment.

Roshni, gently touching and holding my cock at the base, looked at me and asked, “My goodness, are you aroused, Uncle?”

“Sorry, Roshni, it should be the effect of beer. I think you should leave now.” I said and tried to get up. But Roshni pulled me down, gripping my steel-like cock firmly asked, ” What made me so horny, Uncle? Please be frank with me.”

I took another sip from the mug and said, “Nothing.” But my eyes were fixed on her cleavage and swaying breasts. Roshni fumbled with my lungi, took out my cock in the open and, holding it said, “My goodness, you have a monster penis, Uncle. It is much bigger and thicker than Paul’s. What is its size?”

Roshni saw the pre-cum oozing out from the tip. She rubbed her palm over my cockhead, smearing her hands with my cum and started jerking my cock. She looked up and asked again, “What is your penis size, Uncle?” I muttered, “Maybe 8 or 9 inches.”

Roshni looked shocked and said,” My lousy husband Paul’s gun is only 6 inches, and that too it’s thinner than yours. You didn’t tell me what made you horny, Uncle.” Instead of replying, I still looked at her gorgeous bra-clad breasts dancing inside her T-shirt.

Roshni got her answer. She pulled her shirt top down to expose her bra, smiling mischievously, asked, “Is it sufficient, or do you want to see them naked, Uncle?”

I was shocked by her frankness and bold request. I tried to get her hand off my cock, and pleaded with her, “Roshni, please go now.”

But Roshni, instead of getting up, started jerking my cock harder and said, “Tell me, how are you going to cool your cock down? Masturbate, right? That’s what I am doing now. Let us make a deal. I will help you cum, and in turn, you help me get off. What do you say, Uncle?”

Things were getting out of hand. I tried to push her away. But Roshni lowered her head, stretching her tongue out and licked the pre-cum off my piss hole.

Licking her lips, she said, “You taste good, unlike Paul. I don’t mind sucking your cock and drinking your whole cum. What do you say, Uncle? Shall I jerk you off or give you a blowjob?” I surrendered meekly to this sexy siren and said, “Your wish, Roshni.”

Roshni grinned, gave me a peck on my lips, and said, “Thanks, Uncle, now I will use my hands, and you use your fingers to help me cum.” Saying she released my cock, and sat properly resting against the sofa. She unhooked her shorts, pulled them to her knees and asked, “Should I remove panties too?”

I was really scared of this bold girl, “No, don’t remove it or else I may get crazy ideas.”

“I don’t mind if you get such crazy ideas. Anyway, as you wish, Uncle, my pussy is sore from masturbating with my fingers. Today I want a real man’s fingers inside me,” said Roshni. She took hold of my cock again in her right hand, jerking it to signal me towards her crotch.

“Please, Uncle, my pussy is leaking and waiting for your fingers,” She pleaded. I looked at Roshni. She had slid a bit, her ass at the edge of the sofa. The T-shirt moved up, exposing her flat tummy. Her navel and stubble pubic hair were seen just above her panty waistband.

I moved my left hand towards her stomach, feeling her soft skin tummy. I moved my hand lower, dipping my finger in her navel. She moaned when I did that. I lowered my hand further down, sliding inside her panty waistband, and felt her stubble hair.

Still lower, my middle finger grazed her throbbing clit. Further down, my middle finger parted her pussy lips, and I cupped her mound with my palm. Roshni moaned out loudly, raising her hips. She screamed, “Yes, Yes, uncle.”

The girl was not lying. She was already soaking wet. I pushed my middle inside her pussy, swirled my finger inside her moist canal, found her G- spot and flicked her there. My thumb was gently rubbing her clit, which was already hard. I started finger fucking her slowly.

Roshni had closed her eyes and was lazily jerking my cock now. I saw her left hand inside her shirt and pressing her left breast. I knew she had an orgasm already once and started moving my finger fast to give her another one. Roshni was shivering with excitement.

Her shirt was above her bra. She lifted her left bra cup, exposing her firm breast. Her areola was pinkish and one inch in diameter. Her nipple was hard and pointed like a pencil tip.

OMG, how badly I wanted to suck those cute nipples. My middle finger was moving in and out of her moist pussy fastly. Roshni had raised her hips and was trying to finger fuck herself. She was squeezing her breasts hard.

After 2 minutes of my finger fucking, I saw Roshni trembling and sweat dripping on her cute face. She screamed aloud, “I am coming, Uncle. Please don’t stop. I am cumming.” I could feel her orgasm, and my hand was soaked with her juices.

I didn’t want her to scream so our neighbors could hear her. I quickly closed her lips with mine and finger fucked her while she had her orgasm. Roshni had forgotten about my cock and was idly holding it, enjoying herself. Roshni finally slumped on the sofa.

I quickly removed my mouth and my hand from her panties. She opened her eyes, gave me a sexy smile said, “Thanks, that was good. After so many days, I had a good release. I don’t get this type of orgasm even when my husband fucks me. Thanks again, Uncle.”

I smiled back and said, “You are welcome. Dear, glad I was able to help you have your release.”

To be continued.

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Hi all, this is a continuation of my previous story.

I always feel a pussy needs a dick irrespective of relation and having sex between relations is quite safe. So I love family sex.

Starting from where we left off. The next day morning as I and only chachi were at home, we both were roaming nude and I was sucking her boobs and ass whenever I was getting chance.

She was cooking naked. Then I inserted my dick in her ass and was fucking her and pressing those juicy boobs.

After lunch, I said to chachi: Let’s have some dessert.

She said: Yes.

And then we ordered ice cream online.

I said: Why should we have the ice cream the normal way?

She just winked and understood my plan and lay in bed. I applied ice cream to her boobs, ass, and pussy and started licking the entire body.

Once I was done, my chachi applied ice cream on my dick and my dick looked like cone ice cream. Then the way she licked my dick was just awesome and after that, I inserted my dick in her ass and kept fucking.

She asked me: Do you have anyone else in your mind to fuck rather than me?

Without a second thought, I said: Your daughter.

Let me describe my chachi first. She has huge ass and huge boobs above 40″, and I remember Shakeela while staring at her assets. My chachi’s name is Pavitra quite opposite to her name (LOL).

Now, let’s come to her daughter. She was 20 years old, doing her B.Com from a college nearby. She had a high sex drive reason being since childhood she saw her parents fucked a lot. And she had always fantasized about men. And irrespective of her relationship she used to come and sit close to men in the family, showing her cleavage. For her age, she had good boobs, though I loved her ass. I am an ass person. I love aunties and their asses.

Coming back to my cousin, one day there was a courier guy with a parcel. She opened the door only wearing a t-shirt and no bra panty. The delivery guy gave the ordered product and he was standing there and was writing details about the order.

She just turned with the parcel and that parcel accidentally fell. The moment she bent down, her ass was completely visible to that delivery person. His dick would have jumped out of his pants and fucked her for sure.

My cousin used to visit the washroom with his mobile and make nude calls to boys. She was that a big slut and me being the ass fucker, I wanted to fuck her.

My chacha is not less than anyone. Whenever we see him at any functions he used to stare at other family persons’ boobs. He was a huge boob lover. Just give him a chance and he would fuck any lady. And he is also my inspiration when it comes to fucking anyone. The reason was one day when my chachi was not there I went to their place to give some curry which my mom used to make.

As usual, the door was not locked and I went inside and saw my chacha’s maid was on top of him. He was pressing her boobs and she was riding her ass on him. He had fucked many women and even my chachi knows this.

If he would have fucked two women in a day, also he would still fuck my chachi except on periods and that first two days. Otherwise, he used to fuck her daily.

She just looked at me and said: My daughter is a bigger slut than me.

I said: I want to make it a foursome, your husband, daughter, you, and me. But before that, I want to see your daughter and husband fuck.

So, we made a plan. Later that night, her family came back and while her husband was fucking her she said that –

Chachi: I have seen our daughter masturbating in the washroom.

Then my chacha said: I have also seen her masturbating. And while seeing her masturbating I could not control it and that night, I fucked you as if I was fucking her.

My chachi understood her husband’s intention and asked –

Chachi: You want to fuck your daughter?

To which he replied: Yes, I just want to fuck that pussy.

Then my chachi called me and told me what happened last night. So I told her the plan later that night when her son was not at home. I asked my chachi to fuck her husband with the bedroom open, and she did the same.

They were fucking with the bedroom door open. Then their daughter came. She saw them for two minutes and started masturbating there. Looking at her, my chacha increased pace and fucking my chachi and their daughter had a huge orgasm. Then my chacha also cummed on my chachi heavily, and his dick was still dripping with cum.

Then he got up and went to his daughter and made her suck his dick. Once done, she got on top of him and started riding his dick for 20 minutes. His sperm was all over her pussy and let me tell you that my cousin has a high sex drive. She had fucked many guys and even had a gangbang many times.

My chachi recorded everything and sent me a video. Then I went into the washroom and masturbated. But still, I could not get over that, so I called my chachi to come to the terrace of her building just wearing a maxi, as her husband and daughter were busy. Then we had our own time.

By the time she came on the terrace, I was already nude. My dick got so hard at that moment. Then she came and I turned her towards the wall, lifted her maxi, inserted my dick, and started fucking her like crazy.

She was holding the wall so tight. My dick was pounding her ass and I was eating her boobs. Now I just could not control it. We fucked there for 15 to 20 minutes and she went downstairs to cook dinner and I went to my place.

To be continued.