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Hello, my chellams. Let’s get started with a tale of lust and trust. A story about a 25-year-old guy and a 42-year-old woman. And the story goes like this.

I am Javed, a designer and the woman is Ananya (name changed) who is married and has 2 grown-up kids. She works in a very reputable MNC in Chennai and is quite demanding too. Her husband is a total wreck and doesn’t give a fuck to her needs.

We were accidentally connected through Facebook and that was where it all started. A random connection where I initiated the conversation with formal talks of business and stuff and it eventually grew to personal, priorities, and play.

We exchanged numbers and it all started to get heated up when the photos we exchanged back and forth. All the photos were semi-nude and they had the perfect amount of lust in them to make my dick and her nipple hard. The Tamil milf’s dusky neck, her warm cleavage with sweat drops, the silky hair, the perfectly maintained toes, everything was an add-on because both of us were hygiene freaks.

It slowly got over to a place where we wanted to catch up and start the real adventure. So, we decided to meet and I had a kinky idea. I told her, “Let’s catch up at your place. It should be a thrill and fun element.”

Her husband was out of town but her kids were home. But the milf had a plan of action – to put her kids in a room and let them play. She welcomed me to her house. As planned, I reached the place and even though it was planned, my heart was racing like fuck.

She came out and welcomed me in. She closed the door and gave me a tight hug for like 2 minutes where I started to touch her butt in a playful way. The south Indian milf let out a soft moan and smiled. She was wearing a crisp saree which was a perfect turn-on! All the things I imagined were happening. A hygiene freak with subtle body mist and a cute smile with a hot perfect dusky milf woman wearing a red saree with a semi-transparent blouse. It was the perfect combo to turn a 25-year-old guy into a hulk!

Ananya had biryani made for me and she told me to wait in the living room. But my evil mind went straight to the kitchen and hugged her from behind and started to dry hump her. I put her on the counter and things started to get heated up like the hot biryani!

We kissed passionately at first and we later turned out to be like mad animals, chewing the lips and touching every inch of the body. I took her in my hands and asked for the bedroom. She showed me the direction and off we went like a surprise unwrapping session.

The smell of her, her scent, the aroma of the room, properly made bed, dim lights – everything was set up beautifully by the sexy milf. She had no time but to eat me up.

We started undressing each other and I saw her freshly shaved pussy. She didn’t know I eat things well! I put her in bed and went down to taste those vertical lips and the room was filled with moans. I was eating her slowly and steadily. I put my fingers inside hers and was ramming the whole body.

The shivers started to increase and her legs started to tighten up. She gave a huge moan and let out her orgasm which filled my whole face with her cum and she had that fuck face and relief of letting it out after years.

She gasped, “Oh fuckkkkkkk..”

And that was the exact moment I put my dick in the Tamil milf and started playing with her boobs simultaneously. I had an idea not to bite her and started sucking and licking the boobs hard while fucking. She again started to shiver the fuck out.

After a few minutes, we changed positions where I tied her hands above her head and she could do nothing about it. After giving tight slaps on her butt and licking her all over the body, she couldn’t hold it anymore and shouted, “Ahhh…I might cum.”

I said, “Hold on and let’s do it together” and increased the pace. Both of us in a few minutes gasped the fuck out and let the cum explode. We took time to realize it was done and we needed to change as soon as possible.

But there came another scene. The milf saw my half-erect dick and went down. She kissed it and sucked my balls and I got hard. She said, “Deserves a treat, right?” And started sucking the hell out of it like a baby.

While she was sucking, I turned her upside down in 69 and started playing with her pussy as well. We both were in a peak situation to end the game and she held my dick firmly and started to go down like a professional, giving me all the chills. When I signaled her I was gonna cum, she was ready for it and took it all in her mouth and cleaned it as fresh as before. That was one of the blowjobs where the eyes of a man go to the brain and come back. And then..

Ananya: I definitely needed that protein shake.

Me: How about some biryani and another round?

She said yes.

But we looked at the time and it was already an hour. I had to leave the scene. We both got dressed up.

Oh well, the biriyani tasted good, but the Tamil milf was the best! I kissed her bye and left the scene. We still stay in touch but it was a one-time thing and she enjoyed it for sure.

I shall come back with another story soon. To all my dear readers, feel free to share your comments at [email protected]

See you, chellams.

Hello friends. This is the story of my friend, Nilesh, who shared it with me recently. I will narrate it in the first person.

I had just gotten off the train at Mumbai Central Railway Station when my phone rang. It was my friend, Raju.

Raju – Dude. How’s Mumbai?

Me – Bloody idiot. I just got off the train.

Raju – I know, bro. But you know what I am talking about. Are girls there really modern like we heard? Wearing sexy clothes and showing almost everything.

Me – Let me first get out of the station, you ass.

Raju – Ok, bro. Tell me when you get a place of your own. I want to see Mumbai myself. Bye.

Me – Bye.

I cut the call and dialled Ramesh bhaiyya (elder brother). He didn’t pick up the call the first time. I called him again, and he answered in a sleepy voice.

Ramesh – Hello?

Me – Good morning, bhaiyya. It’s me, Nilesh.

Ramesh – Oh, hi, Nilesh. Reached Mumbai? What time is it?

Me – Yes, bhaiyya. It’s 10’o clock.

Ramesh – Hmm. Where are you right now?

Me – I just got off the train at Mumbai Central.

Ramesh – Ok. Buy a local train ticket to Khandeshwar. Board at Mumbai Central, change the train at Dadar, and then at Kurla. Call me once you reach here.

Me – Ok, bhaiyya.

I was excited about Mumbai. I had just landed a job here, in the city of dreams. I belong to a small town, but I was finally here in Mumbai. I was glad that Ramesh bhaiyya was in Mumbai.

He is the star of our family, the only person settled in Mumbai. He was my idol. I always looked up to him and wanted to be as successful as he was.

I didn’t know anything about the local trains, so I asked people around me and boarded to Dadar. Then to Kurla. And finally, to Khandeshwar.

I saw a lot of girls in dresses revealing their cleavage. In skirts and shorts, displaying their long or short, perfect legs. It took me one and a half hours to reach my destination. But I was mesmerized by Mumbai.

Once I reached it, I called Ramesh bhaiyya, who came to pick me up on his brand-new bike.

Ramesh – How was the journey?

Me – It was good, bhaiyya.

Ramesh – Have you eaten anything?

Me – No, bhaiyya.

Ramesh – It’s ok. We will eat once we are at home.

Ramesh bhaiyya took us to his apartment complex. His flat was on the 10th floor. We reached his flat. We ate lunch and talked about things back home.

After a bit,
Ramesh – So Nilesh, when do you have to join?

Me – Tomorrow.

Ramesh – Good. Download the m-Indicator app on your phone. It’s a must in Mumbai. Now go on, you must be tired, have some rest, that room is yours.

I came to the room and closed the door behind me. Though I was tired, I didn’t want to rest. I imagined all the hot girls I saw on the way and got hard. I masturbated, thinking about how wonderful my life would be in the dream city.

3 months later.

Life in Mumbai sucks. Mumbai was expensive. I rented a 2 bedroom apartment with 3 other guys in my company. I commuted daily on a local train to and fro. The crowded trains felt like a battle. My salary was barely enough to sustain myself. And all the girls were with rich snobs.

Life was nothing as I had expected. It was a disaster. There were many hot girls in my office. But they were either committed or married. I learned about Tinder, downloaded it about a month back, and got 2 matches. The chats lasted 5 minutes.

Then one day, I got a call from Raju.

Raju – Hey, brother. How are things going?

Me – All good.

Raju – You have become a big shot now. Don’t even call your friends.

Me – It’s nothing like that. Life here is pretty hectic. Don’t get much time.

Raju – Yeah yeah. Made any girlfriend?

Me – Yes. I have 2.

I lied because I didn’t want to sound like a loser.

Raju – Wow. How are they? Have you done anything?

Me – They are awesome, and I have done everything.

Raju – With whom?

Me – Both.

Raju – Bro. I am jealous. When are you calling me there?

Me – Soon. You are always invited. Ok, I have to go. Talk to you later.

Raju – Bye.

I didn’t like lying to anyone, but I had to. I had to maintain my image among everyone who didn’t know the sad reality. I got sad and opened the pathetic app called Tinder again. I blindly started swiping right, and soon my limit was exhausted.

I woke up the next day to see the pleasant notification on my phone that I could start right swiping again. I opened the app and landed on a profile that grabbed my attention. I wanted to ‘super like’ it but had to wait another 2 hours till I could super like someone.

Those 2 hours felt like 2 years, but as soon I could, I super-liked the profile and waited. After 1 hour I got the match with Sandhya. I instantly messaged her.

Me – Hi.

Sandhya – Hi, Nilesh.

Me – How are you?

Sandhya – I am fine. How are you?

Me – Desperate. Mumbai sucks.

Sandhya – Why?

Me – I had so many dreams when I came to Mumbai, but I didn’t know the reality of life.

Sandhya – Yeah. It’s the city of dreams but kills more dreams than it fulfils.

Me – But today, I don’t think it’s that bad either.

Sandhya – Why?

Me – I met you here today. Shall we meet?

Sandhya – But I am scared.

Me – Don’t be. It is destiny that has brought us together.

Sandhya – Do you believe in destiny?

Me – I didn’t till today. But after matching with you, I do. You didn’t answer my question. Shall we meet?

Sandhya – Ok.

We decided to meet at her place as I was living with 3 other guys. The next morning I was standing outside her gate, nervous but full of excitement. I rang the doorbell. She opened the door, and I got inside. She was wearing a gorgeous blue saree.

Sandhya was visibly nervous, and so was I, but I didn’t want to show it.

Sandhya – Will you have something to drink or eat?

Me – No.

Sandhya – I will make you tea.

She was hesitant. It’s one thing to chat and make plans, but acting on that is completely different. She went to the kitchen and started preparing the tea. I knew she was hesitant and didn’t want to waste this chance. I went to the kitchen and hugged her from behind.

Sandhya – What are you doing?

Me – I don’t want to spend any second away from you.

I grabbed her tight.

Sandhya – Let me finish making tea, and then we can talk about it.

I switched off the stove and turned her towards me.

Me – I don’t want tea. I want you, and I know you want me, too.

Sandhya – I am scared.

Me – Don’t be.

I grabbed Sandhya by the waist and pulled her towards me. Her boobs smashed against my chest, and I got instantly hard. This was the first time I had a woman in my arms. Sandhya was feeling shy and had her head down. I lifted her chin and made her look towards me.

Her eyes were a mixture of lust, shame and fear in them. But I was consumed by lust.

Me – Don’t be scared.

I planted a kiss on her soft lips and started kissing her like a madman. She tried to resist me, but I didn’t listen and kept sucking her lips. After a while, Sandhya let go of her inhibitions and started kissing me back. I moved my hand over her ass and squeezed it gently. She didn’t resist and kept on kissing me.

Then I squeezed her bums with both hands, and she let out a slight moan…aaah. I stopped the kiss, removed the saree from her shoulders, held it, and started pulling it off her. Sandhya kept on turning at the spot until the saree was completely off. She was in her blouse and petticoat now.

I pulled her back to me, lifted her petticoat and moved my hand all over her legs and thighs. I felt her silky legs beneath her petticoat while in a continuous lip lock. Then I undid the nada (string) of her petticoat. It fell, revealing Sandhya’s beautiful shapely legs.

I hugged her tight and started moving my hands all over her back and ass. Then I grabbed both sides of her ass with my hands, moved my hands onto her thighs and lifted her. She wrapped her legs around me and held me tight. I took her to the bedroom and threw her on the bed.

I took off my t-shirt and jeans and came on top for her. Then I started kissing her again, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She was in her just bra and panty now. We explored each other’s bodies like that for some time. Then I made her lie on her stomach, unhooked her bra and took off her panty.

I made her turn around again and throw away her bra. I stared at her naked body for a few seconds and attacked her boobs like a hungry child. I kept licking and sucking her nipples. She was enjoying it, too evident with her moans. Sandhya then slid her hand inside my underwear, grabbed hold of my dick, and said.

Sandhya – Take off your underwear.

I did as she said, and now we were completely naked. I was kissing/licking her boobs with one hand rubbing her wet pussy. She was stroking my dick. This went on for a while.

Sandhya – I want you inside me. Put it in, Nilesh.

Me – Here you go.

I tried to enter her pussy but kept missing the spot as it was my first time. Sandhya understood this and placed my dick at her pussy entrance. I shoved it in. Sandhya cried in pain as half my dick went inside her. I got scared, but I didn’t think of anything and pushed again.

This time my dick was completely inside her pussy. She screamed again. But this was the first time I felt the warmth of a pussy around my dick. The pleasure I felt cannot be explained in words. I started moving my dick in and out. Sandhya started enjoying it, too and her moans encouraged me further.

“Aah, yes, Nilesh…fuck me.” These words were nothing but encouragement to me. I increased my pace, and Sandhya’s moans grew louder. I kept fucking her. Sandhya asked me to change position. But I didn’t want to take my dick out of the best place on earth, her wet pussy.

I kept fucking her, increasing my pace. Sandhya knew I wouldn’t stop and placed her hands on her hips, helping me pump her harder. I kept on fucking her, and soon we came together. I unloaded everything inside her pussy and lay on top of her. After we recovered our breaths, she said.

Sandhya – You released your cum inside me!

Me – Sorry.

To be continued.

Hey Readers, I hope you are doing well. I would love to see likes and comments if you like the story.

Mom ko hamesha se ek ladki aur papa ko ek ladka chahiye thi.

Aur fir mera janam hua. Main, Debjyot Kolkata ke ek gao mein mera janam hua.

Papa toh bohut khush the. Kehte hai na ke Kolkata ki beauty ek alag hi hai – Black Beauty. Apni mom ke beauty leke paida hua tha main.

Jaise jaise bada hota gaya, mom apne saare ‘ladki hoti toh’ wale shauk mujhpe pure karte rahe. Fir kya tha, waise waise mera body shape bhi change hota gaya. Bada toh ho gaya tha, lekin abs ki jagah flabs aa gaye the. Chest ki jagah, halke se breast ne le li. Gaand toh gol tamatar ho gaye.

Ab aisa shareer leke college jao, toh zaahir si baat log toh aapko chhedenge. Bilkul aisa hi hua. Seniors kabhi ched dete, kabhi professors ched dete. Kabhi kissi college program mein ladki ka kirdar bhi mil jata.

Inn sab ke beech papa yeh sab notice karte. Aur kabhi kabhi mom ko daante bhi “Ekdum ladki bana diye tum isko.”

Khair mujhe toh acha lagta hi tha.

Ek samay aaya jab mom ki haalat kharaab hone lagi aur unhone khatiya pakad liya. Ghar ki zimmedari papa aur mujhpe aa gayi. Papa aur paise kamaane mein jud gaye and maine ghar ko sambhal liya. Khaana banana, ghar ki saaf safai, idhar udhar ke kaam, etc.

Kyunki inn halaton ki wajah se Papa bhi kuch nahi kehte aur jaise chal raha tha waise chalne diya. Ab college jaane ki umr mein ghar bhi sambhalo. Mom ko kuch dino ke liye apne maike bheja gaya jisse ke hawa pani badle aur unhe acha bhi lage.

Bus fir kya tha! Yehi mauka chahiye tha. Ghar pe akele hone ki wajah se tarah tarah ke nakhre try kiye.

Kabhi college se aake, nange badan ghumna ghar pe.
Kabhi apni gaand ko dekhte rehna.
Kabhi apne boobs ko khud hi dabana.
Kabhi apni mom ke kapde try karna.
Kabhi make up try karna.

Waise baal thode lambe the. Kandho se halka upar tak aate the. Toh main unko hairband se baandh leta tha.

Ek dopahar, aisi hi aaya, college se thaka haara, ghar pahocha. Bahut neend se bhari hui aankhen. Par fir bhi ghar pahochte, seedha mom ke kapde pehen liye aur ghar kaam shuru kiya.

Itni thakaan mein neend kab lag gayi pata hi nahi chala. Ghar ki chaabi papa ke paas bhi thi aur ussi dopahar woh ghar aaye. Unhone mujhe aise kapdo mein dekh kar khub daanta.  Main ekdum chup tha.

Raat hui aur apne kamre mein baith ke khub ro raha tha. Papa ne dekha aur pucha, “Kyun pehente ho aise kapde?”

Maine kaha – Mummy ki yaad aati hai toh bus yunhi.

Papa – Yaad toh mujhe bhi aati hai uski.

Waise mere papa ekdum average looking hai. Par unki height and broad chest unko average se good looking banate hai.

Maine papa se request ki – Aap please mujhe yeh kapde pehen dijiye, mujhe acha lagta hai. Main sirf ghar pe hi aise rahunga.

Papa – Thik hai (kuch soch mein pad gaye)

Ghar ka maahol ekdum thik sa ho gaya. Papa office se aate aur main unko khaana parosta, unhi kapdo mein. Papa ko bhi yeh acha lagne laga tha, maa ki jhalak jo dikhti mujhe me.

Ek raat office ki party se daaru ke nashe mein papa ghar aaye. Mujhe unn kapdo mein dekh kar woh bole, “Sunita, tum kab aayi?”

Main – Papa main Debjyot hu.

Papa thode niraash hue. Aur apne kamre mein chale gaye. Khaana table pe laga kar main unko bulane gaya. Papa unhi office ke kapdo mein bistar pe lete hue the.

Main – Papa kapde badal lijiye khana lag chuka hai.

Koi jawaab nahi aaya. Main unke nazdeek gaya. Pehli baar maine papa ke lund ka ubhaar dekha aur mann mein ek ajeeb si hulchul hui.

Main – Papa uthiye.

Papa – Sunita, thodi der aaram karne do aur tum bhi mere paas aao.

Yeh bolke unhone mujhe apne paas kheench liya aur baahon mein jakad liya. Main iss ehsaas ko bayan nahi kar sakta. College mein toh bohut logo ne chheda hai, par yaha khud apne papa ki baahon mein hona. Ek alag hi ehsaas hai.

Papa ki garm saasien main apne gale pe mehsoos kar sakta tha. Unka bhaari shareer jaise ke mujhe kuchal na chahte ho. Halkse unke kaano mein

Main – Ji sunte ho, main aapse bohut pyaar karti hu.

Papa – Main jaanta hu Sunita. Main bhi sirf tumse pyaar karta hu. Tumhari jhalak Debjyot mein dekhta hu toh mann karta ussi ko apni baahon mein lelu.

Yeh sunkar main ekdum dang reh gaya. Papa ko main inn kapdo mein acha lagta hu yeh aaj tak kabhi nahi kaha unhone.

Main ekdum khush ho gaya aur unke hoonto par ek kiss kardi. Yeh pehli kiss thi meri. Papa ka lund tanaa hua tha aur usko mehsoos mein gaand kar rahi thi.

Papa – Sunita, bohut dino ke baad tumhare shareer ko chhu raha hu, aaj behadd pyaar karne do.

Main – Ji kar lijiye na, kisne roka hai. Main bhi toh aapko bohut pyaar karti hu.

Yeh sunkar papa seedha mujhpe chad gaye. Andhera aur nashe mein papa ko dhundhli si shakal dikh rahi thi jo meri mom jaisi thi.

Papa ne mujhe har jagah kiss karna shuru kiya. Woh paglo ki tarah mere jism ko choom rahe the. Kabhi kaant rahe the. Unhone meri saari halki si utaari aur kamar pe kaanta.

Main thoda chillaya, “Ouch, papa dheere”

Ekdum se unhe mehsoos hua ke main Debjyot hu. Aur woh ruk gaye.

Papa – Debjyot, mujhe maaf karde, main sharaab ke nashe mein hu. Tu chala ja apne kamre mein.

Main – Papa main chahta hu ke aap mujhe apni biwi samjhe. Main chahta hu ke aap mujhse pyaar kare. Main aapko bohut pyaar dunga aur aapka khayaal bhi rakhunga. Aur meri aankhon se aansu aane lage.

Papa – Shh shh shh.

Aur meri aankhon se aansu ponchhe.

Papa – Debjyot tu nahi jaanta ke main yeh sunne ke liye kabse taras raha tha. Aaj tune mujhe saari khushiyan dedi. Main kabse tujhe apna banana chahta tha. Kya tu meri biwi Banega?

Papa ko gale lagate hue.

Main – Haa papa. Aaj se main aapki “Debjyoti” hu. Aapki dusri biwi.

Papa ekdum se mujhe gale lagaye aur mere hoonth chusne lage. Maine papa ki shirt nikali aur unka baalon se bhare shareer ko chumne lagi.

Papa – Debjyoti, yeh hamari pehli suhaagraat hai aur aaj main tujhe hamesha ke liya apna banauga. Banogi na meri?

Main – Ji. Main toh aapke liye hi hu. Jo chahe karlo, par apna bana lo.

Papa mere kapdo ko utar hue, meri aankhon mein dekh rahe the. Main bistar pe sirf ek bra aur panty mein thi. Mujhe aise dekh kar papa ekdum wild ho gaye. Unhone meri bra utari aur mere boobs ko chusne lage.

Papa – Debjyoti, tere boobs toh bohut ache hai. Mujhe apna doodh pilao.

Yeh kehkar woh boobs ko zor zor dabane lage aur kaatne lage.

Main – Haa Ravi, chuso inhe yeh sirf tumhare liye bane hai.

Fir papa ne meri panty utari aur mera chota sa nunu usko kiss kiya. Unhone mujhe palat diya aur meri gaand ko sunghne lage. Kyun ki main ghar pe rehta tha, hamesha apni gaand ko saaf rakhta tha.

Papa – Debjyoti, kya mast gaand hai teri. Aaj toh isse mujhse koi nahi bacha sakta.

Main thoda darr gaya. Papa meri gaand ko chaatne lage.

Main – Aaah!

Meri siskariyan nikalne lagi.

Main – Aah Ravi, I love you

Papa – I love you too, Debojyoti.

Papa ne ek cream nikali aur meri gaand mein ungli karna shuru kiya. Main ekdum se bistar pe uchli. Dard hua.

Papa – Meri jaan thoda bardaasht karle. Ekdum halke karunga. Tujhe takleef nahi dunga.

Papa pe bharosa karte hue. Dheere dheere unhone meri gaand ko smooth kiya aur apna lund daalne ki koshish ki.

Main – Ravi, aaah, ruko…

Papa – Debojyoti kuch nahi hoga meri jaan.

Dheere dheere dhakke dete hue. Dard Kum hua. Maze badhne lage. Papa ne meri halki si muskaan dekhi.

Papa – Maine kaha tha na jaan, tumhe dard nahi dunga.

Papa ka lund itna lamba nahi tha but kaafi mota tha, jisse meri gaand ka ched aur khulne laga

Main – Ravi, mein tumhare bache ki maa ban na chahti hu. Mere andar hi jhadd jao.

Papa yeh sunkar bohut khush hue

Papa – Meri Debojyoti main tumhara zindagi bhar khayal rakhunga aur jee bhar ke teri gaand bhi lunga.

Yeh kehte hue papa jhad gaye aur meri baahon mein gir pade.

Isi tarah se yunhi chalta raha silsila. Maa ke aane ke baad bhi hamara pyaar kum nahi hua.

Papa ne kaha – Tum toh meri Pari ho!

Hey readers, this is the very first story that I am submitting here in Indian Sex Stories. I have always been a keen reader of this site and have been intrigued by the stories and the creativity of many writers here. So I am gonna try to be as good as them. Please comment and let me know what you guys all think about the story. I hope you all like it.

So, this is the story of the girl I have known for a long time, I had a huge crush on her. I used to imagine all kinds of scenarios with her when I used to go to sleep. The stories I am going to tell you will likely have 60 percent truth to them and the rest is my creative imagination (sorry, I am not bragging).

Adina has been a quiet and innocent girl all her life in school in a small town. She was the only daughter of her mother, and her father had divorced her mother and she had no contact with her father throughout her life. She was the teacher’s pet and the most beautiful girl in the school and maybe in her entire town. Many of her classmates would just die to get a chance to talk to her.

Many of her seniors had proposed to her but for the good girl she is, she just rejected every one of them. She was a great volleyball player and whenever there used to be an interschool competition people would flock to see her play. But she was the honest Christian girl who would visit the church every Sunday.

Adina completed high school and after a couple of years, she had to move to another town to study for the entrance exam to get into a great engineering college. She was 19 years old at that time. She took the best coaching center and was enrolled in a hostel. But the hostel soon turned into a nightmare for her.

Many of the girls there were too jealous of her including her seniors because of all the attention she got from the boys and even some girls in her coaching institute. So the seniors bothered Adina regularly more than the other girls.

Adina couldn’t take it so she tried to convince her single mom to rent her a separate room in the city. But her mother, who earned very little from her job as a nurse couldn’t afford a nice room for her to stay in, and neither could she leave her job to stay with her. So she did what she could. She asked a male colleague of hers to find her a place to stay in the huge city.

The guy came to the city to meet her and find her a room. When he met Adina for the first time, he was awestruck by her beauty. He couldn’t take his eyes off her. He hadn’t seen such a beauty in his entire life.

Adina was a fair girl with hair till her shoulder. She was about 45 kg in weight and 5’1 in height. She was a petite girl who had a nice asset of 30B-26-28 for her age. She always wore short dresses as she didn’t like to wear a huge amount of clothes on her (and sometimes, she even used to skip wearing bras as she used to find them uncomfortable).

He helped her pack all of her stuff and in the process, he didn’t miss out on any chance to touch her. He had some information about the places she could live with the budget they had from a friend of his.

When they went there, it was less of a nice place and more of a slum. The houses were really small and most of them were meat butchers, garage men, and many other odd jobs. The area had many multiple-storied buildings to rent but the buildings were as good as the neighborhood.

Most of the rental rooms in that area were occupied by the boys who come there to study engineering and industrial training degrees. None were rented by a girl. She was the first and the only girl that had come in that street for a room.

At first, the guy was skeptical about leaving a girl in such an area, but inside of him was a burning flame. When they were going through the streets, he loved how men used to ogle at Adina. Being the pervert he was, he loved the idea of beautiful Adina in such cheap streets surrounded by hunky men and horny college boys.

He asked Adina if she was okay. Given the situation of her mom and the budget, she had no other option but to take it.

So, everything was set. The room was not so nice but it was bearable. It had a room and a kitchen. It didn’t have a personal bathroom but common bathrooms for all the students who rented the rooms. She was uncomfortable with that but she had no option, did she?

Then she made her bed and slept. It was difficult falling asleep in a new place but she did fall asleep eventually.

She woke up the next morning, took her towel and brush, soap and toothpaste, wore her flipflops and headed toward the common bathrooms. She was wearing a white slip and black dolphin shorts. And when she went to the bathrooms, it was a horror for her. At least, a dozen boys were waiting outside in baniyans and shorts, a few in just their boxers and some just with towels wrapped to their bottoms, and a few more already in bathrooms.

But, for the boys, it was a heavenly sight. For the first time in their life, they were seeing such a beautiful girl in such short clothes. They could barely believe the reality. Many of them started having a boner just by looking at her.

Adina couldn’t believe what she had run into. She thought of coming later but when she checked the time, she was already running late for coaching. She had to stand there with the other boys.

She stood with her head facing down. She checked the clock and now she was really running late and had to use the bathroom now itself. She had to ask them to let her in before them.

Adina was too shy of a girl. But she gathered the guts to ask them to let her in first. When she was asking them, everyone was looking at her. Looking at her chest go up and down with nipples poking through her slip. A few of them started rubbing their dicks over their boxers itself. They eventually let her go in.

She was rushing toward one of the bathrooms when she slipped and fell. She was looking embarrassed at them who were surrounding her. She tried to get up but she couldn’t because of the slippery floor.

All of them rushed to help her get up, many of them took it as an advantage and started touching her shoulder and arms and even her waist. Some went as far as touching her thighs. She just dodged a bullet there, she could sense the horniness among them.

She went in, took her clothes off, brushed and started showering. But the catch was that all the doors had tiny slivers of a gap and holes in them. But nobody bothered to fix them because why would a guy look at another guy naked taking a bath?

But now the situation was different. A petite girl with hot looks taking bath. Many just rushed near the door to get whatever sight they could get. She noticed but she couldn’t do anything. So she moved as far as she could from the gaps in the door.

Now a new challenge was ahead of her. She hadn’t taken any clothes with her as she used to just come out with a wrapped towel in her hostel. She was angry at herself, but couldn’t do anything.

Adina just wrapped a towel around her chest and came out. For boys, it was heaven on earth. They could see her cleavage of her and at the bottom, it was barely covering her ass.

She rushed out of the bathroom in a hurry. But she had left her clothes there itself. When a boy entered the bathroom, he saw the slip and the shorts and when he looked in, there was no panty. It just turned him hornier and he let his friends know.

The slip and the shorts were going around, with boys passing them around to smell the scent and the aroma.

Adina went inside her room and wore a bra and panty. She wore a beautiful sleeveless kurti and packed her bag and rushed out.

The word had spread about the beautiful, fair, petite girl in their area. When she came down, every man in that area just stood their looking at her, jaw dropped. Everyone was looking at her and commenting at her, some even eve-teasing.

But Adina just went and stood near the bus stop. And surprise surprise, all the boys were there, not only of just one building but many. She was the only girl standing among the dozens of boys.

The bus came and everyone rushed in. She was stuck in the middle of the aisle on the bus. Every guy with a fully functioning eye was looking at her and the guys surrounding her started to come near, smelling her hair and shoulder.

BUT you know what was the most surprising thing, Adina wasn’t afraid of those things. In fact, she was liking it. The attention of dozens of boys admiring her beauty gave her butterflies in her stomach. She let the worrying away and just enjoyed the attention given to her.

She could ask for a favor and everyone would just fall in line to help her. Everyone wanted her attention and she liked it.

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That’s it for this part, guys. I have many things to tell, and I will continue if you guys like it. Do comment and give some ideas, eh?

Hello ISS readers, this is Aravind back with another experience of mine again. After the event with my college friend Vidya, I was eager for more but she was not ready to cooperate. I started getting really horny and my eyes always hunted for a sexy body. I started checking out many girls, aunties, and my teachers and started to jerk off at home with pictures porn, and imagination.

I had my semester holidays and my parents left for their hometown as they had some work over there for a week. I stayed back due to some reasons and told them I will manage at home.

Rupa was our Kannada maid and she used to wash the vessels and clean the house daily. Since I would not be cooking for the whole week, my parents asked the maid Rupa to just clean the house every day for the next week and they left.

Describing Rupa, she was 34 years of age, had 2 kids and was married off at a very young age. She had a wheatish complexion and was 5’4 in height. She had 34C boobs, a flat belly with an amazing waist a huge ass. Her lips were pale pink. Rupa had sweaty armpits because she used to work in 2 houses before reaching my house and had that sweaty odor in her body. She had a mole in between her left ear and cheek, one on her shoulder and a very attractive one on her waist which was clearly seen when she was in her saree revealing her hip.

I had an eye on the maid recently after my experiences and I felt maybe it was a good time to enjoy with her. I was always nice to Rupa and used to call her ‘Rupa aunty’ since she joined us way back when I was very young.

It was a Thursday morning and Rupa knocked on the door of my house. I had just freshened up after finishing my bath. I wore a t-shirt and a towel underneath and opened the door.

Rupa came in and started with her work. She was cleaning the hall when I went to grab my track pant in my room. I was wearing my pant and was talking with the maid. I came to the hall to have a view of my beautiful maid. She was bent down and I could see her hip folds, her bulging ass, her hanging boobs from the side and a small glimpse of her juicy navel from her falling saree which was tucked. Rupa was conscious of it and always pulled her saree up and corrected it many times.

Rupa then told me she had body pain and a headache. I started being very kind to her and asked her if she wanted a tablet. But she asked me for a balm instead. I asked her to be seated on the sofa while I fetch it. The servant refused it (usually, my parents never let her sit on the sofa or the bed). I told it was fine and took the broom from her hand and made her sit on the sofa.

I got her the balm and she applied it on her forehead. I asked her if she needed water and got her water in a glass. The Kannada maid was trying to reach out to her neck for applying the balm and I asked her if she needed any help. Rupa hesitated and told me no at first but later, I took some balm in my hand and asked her to have the water.

Rupa had a sexy long neck too. I asked to tie up her hair. She wore a bun and lifted her hands. The sexy mangos peeped up her blouse. The housemaid’s sweat-soaked armpit was seen in her red blouse.

I asked her to bend. I touched her back and applied the balm on her back and slowly massaged her. I peeked through her blouse at the back and could not find a strap which meant she did not wear a bra. She gave out noises of moans and my bulge started! But I controlled my feelings and asked her if she was ok to which she told me she was better and continued with her work and left for the day.

I leaked for my sexy Kannada maid that day and decided to have her on the bed at any cost!

The next day was a Friday. Rupa was usually late on Fridays as she visited a temple every Friday. At around noon, Rupa knocked on my house door. Damn, she looked amazing like a beautiful angel in a green saree, green blouse, and with jasmine flowers around her bun, clinging bangles and a nose pin. It was absolute bliss to watch her.

I welcomed her inside and started chatting and flirting with her. She told me she used to go to the temple so that her husband would stop drinking, her kids would get good health, etc. I agreed to everything that she said.

She told me she was very happy with the way I treated her yesterday and never liked the way my parents asked her not to touch the sofa or bed. She told me I was being really nice to her and I asked her if she would have a juice today with me. Rupa agreed and I got her juice.

The south Indian maid was cleaning my room. I asked her to sit on the bed and she sat with a bit of hesitation. I sat next to her and the conversation continued for some time.

Rupa asked me if she could get a loan of 1000 Rs as she needed it for buying clothes for herself. Immediately, I nodded yes and gave her 1k. She was very happy and started to break down. Tears rolled down her cheeks. When I asked her why, she told me that no one had been so nice to her in the recent past.

I wanted to console her, so I got closer and hugged her slightly and told her it was ok by putting my arm on her shoulder and holding her.

The jasmine fragrance was alluring. I wiped her tears off her cheek and there was a moment of silence. Slowly, I lifted her head and turned her toward me. Rupa was breathing heavily and I told her in Kannada, “Aunty, neevu ivattu tumba chenagi kaantideera” (Aunty, you look really beautiful today).

She blushed and I took it as a yes and slowly hugged her. I placed my face over her shoulder and planted a kiss on the mole next to her shoulder bone. Slowly, I started kissing her neck, and collar bone. The married maid did not resist, she let me do what I did.

I gently moved her further into the bed and made her lie down on the bed. She smiled at me and I planted a kiss on her cheek mole and started chewing it up. The Kannada maid was giggling.

I turned her face and sucked her lower lip with mine. I was on cloud nine! We smooched each other for around 10 minutes and the servant’s boobs were popping out from her blouse. I got up and removed my t-shirt and pant. I grabbed her pallu and fully removed her saree. Slowly, I unhooked her blouse. She was not wearing a bra and two fully erect black nipples with a mango-shaped boobs popped out of her blouse.

I buried my face in between the housemaid’s boobs and started to suck and bite her nipples with my tooth. Rupa screamed in pain. Her armpits had sweated enough and they were hairy. I sniffed them and licked the maid’s armpits while my other arm was deep-dwelling inside her petticoat.

Rupa started kissing me on my lips, chest, and cheeks and she pulled my underwear down and saw my rock-hard cock. She started stroking it with her hand. I asked her to take it in her mouth. She gave me a wonderful blowjob and after that, I splashed my load of thick warm cum in the Kannada maid’s mouth.

She got up and went to the washroom to clean up. Her jasmine flowers were fully scattered around the pillow. She came back and I removed her chain and her mangalsutra, I untied her petticoat, pulled down her underwear and saw a black pussy with some hair on it. It smelled a lot. I took it and licked it and the maid continued to moan.

I asked Rupa to sit on my dick. She obeyed and we tightly hugged each other. I entered the maid’s pussy. The moans were mesmerizing and she was telling me in Kannada, “Ahh mettige, olagge beda, ahh ahhh..” (Ahh slowly, I don’t want it inside..ahh ahh).

I made the maid lie on the bed backward, spread her legs and put my fingers inside her ass. “Ahahhaam” came out a loud gasp from her and this time, I put my dick instead of my finger and started to fuck the married Kannada maid. She enjoyed it like an 18-year-old teen.

I was kissing her, biting her neck, lips, chin, and shoulder. I felt not to let her go with this. So I turned her around and started fucking her married pussy. This time, I was wild and went really hard on her. Rupa moaned so loudly and I increased the speed. I hit her g-spot and shot a load of thick cum inside her mature black pussy.

I had creampied the Kannada maid. Rupa couldn’t believe it. I slowly got up and started wearing my clothes. Rupa had enjoyed it but she was worried too. I told her not to and tied back her mangalsutra and kissed her forehead and lips. I asked her to dress up and waved goodbye to her at 3.30 pm.

We continued to fuck for the next 3 days (it will be narrated in the next part) until my parents returned. After a month, Rupa informed me that she won’t be able to come to work as she was pregnant. I knew it was me who had impregnated her fertile pussy by filling her womb.

I hope you guys liked it. I would love to hear your feedback. Any married women, aunties, or girls who just want to discuss hot stuff or meet up from Bangalore feel free to reach me out in Google chat or at [email protected]

This story is based on Savita Bhabhi comics which you can read in Savita Bhabhi Episode #145.

Savita Bhabhi lay on the couch with her hands bound as she looked up at her captor. He was leering down at her intensely as he questioned her.

Captor: Where is the gold?

Savita: I don’t know what you’re talking about. My husband and I were driving by and just stopped to admire this house.

Captor: (chuckles) Listen, lady. Lie all you want, but there are only 2 ways you can get out of this. One…you can try and escape, but that is not likely. The other…you can tell me what I want to know.

Savita looked around in a panic and spotted something in the distance.

Savita: I think there is something behind that mantle.

Her captor looked behind the mantle and found a safe.

Captor: I thought you had never been here.

Savita: It was just a guess.

Captor: Tell me the code for this.

Savita: Maybe…the street address?

Savita wiggled about silently and loosened her restraints. She kept giving her captor bogus safe codes to try and stall for time. She wormed her way out of her loose sari and got off the couch to search for her husband.

She managed to stand silently. But as soon as she took a step, a floorboard squeaked, and the man turned around.

Captor: Where do you think you’re going?

Savita: I was going to check on my husband, I swear!

Captor: Your husband is busy dealing with my associate. Come back here.

He checked her out as she stood there in her underwear and sat on the couch. The captor knelt and tied her legs tighter, but his gaze lingered on her boobs. His lips were close enough to Savita that he could practically taste her tits.

Captor: I wonder what your husband would think of this if he walked in here right now…

He pulled out his cock and stood inches from Savita’s face. She looked at it in surprise, but her mind was still focused on survival. The captor pulled out a knife and threatened her with it.

Captor: Tell me where the gold is!

Savita: But I don’t know…

Captor: I can keep you here like this, or I can loosen your restraints. That is if you allow me to see your breasts.

He stuck the blade under her bra, right between her tits and cut it. Her bra fell off in two pieces. She gasped audibly, helpless to fight back. He ran his cold blade over her hard nipples, and she breathed heavily.

The man kneeled and slurped on her nipples and squeezed her tits roughly, enjoying how ripe and juicy they felt in his perverted mouth.

Captor: You have amazing tits!

Savita: Alright, enough. Shouldn’t we get back to the gold?

Captor: Fuck, your tits are so perfect.

He stuck his cock between her tits. He rubbed his cock back and forth while grunting. Savita looked up in disbelief as his veiny cock rubbed against her soft breasts. She rolled her eyes.

Savita regretted agreeing to this stupid charade at that moment. To understand that, we have to go back in time.

A few days ago, Savita was in bed when Ashok suggested they spice things up with a fun adventure. He told her about an escape room that his coworkers had tried. Savita wasn’t interested, but Ashok had raised a challenge.

Ashok: If you win, I will do the household chores for 6 months.

Savita: Really?! That would be so helpful!

Ashok: If I win, you have to keep doing the chores. And you have to fuck me, however, whenever and wherever I want to do it.

That is how the couple ended up in this abandoned mansion-themed escape room. The game was supposed to be easy. Yet, Savita was sitting on a couch tied up with a hard cock throbbing between her tits.

Savita: Careful, you’re going too fast! You might cum!

Captor (stops): You’re right. Don’t want to make a mess. Where were we?

Savita: Gold?

Captor: Right! Tell me today’s stock value of gold.

Savita: I need my phone for that. You have to untie me.

Captor: Well, I can’t do that. You tried to escape.

He put his cock on her tits and ran it back and forth slowly. Savita eyed his cock cautiously.

Captor: I think I can bend the rules…for a price…

Savita: What price?

Captor: Maybe if you kissed my dick, I could loosen your restraints.

Savita scoffed as her captor brought his cock closer to her face. She gave a tip a soft peck and pulled back. He was not pleased with that.

Captor: That’s how I kiss my grandma. You can do better than that.

Savita knew exactly where this was headed. She opened her mouth and swallowed his humongous cock. She slurped and slobbered as his cock dove deep inside her velvet throat. It was worth it to avoid 6 months of chores.

Captor: Oh fuck! Your husband is a lucky guy…

Savita slurped his cock deeper into her throat, and a slow moan escaped her lips. She was starting to enjoy the feeling of his warm, throbbing cock in her mouth.

Captor: Ah fuck! I can’t hold it!

He pulled his cock out, and it exploded hot, sticky cum all over Savita’s busty chest. Savita breathed hard as she stared at her cum-stained tits. The warm, stickiness of the cum drying on her tits made her moist.

She looked into her captor’s eyes. He wanted more. He saw the dampness building on her silk panties and pulled them down slowly. Savita gasped.

Savita: What are you doing?

Captor: I want to smell your pussy. I bet it smells amazing!

He stuck his nose deep in her pussy and inhaled her alluring scent. As he pulled his nose out of her moist cunt, he licked her wet clit gently.

Savita: Hey! I didn’t say you could taste it!

The captor pushed her down on the couch as she raised her voice. He took his hard cock and teased her clit with it. She was dripping with lust now, and he could tell. Savita bit her lip as her legs opened on their own, as he pushed gently against her clit again.

Captor: I would do anything to make love to you…

Savita: Anything?

She opened her legs and teased him gently with her glistening pussy.

Captor: I would even break company policy for you…

Savita: Hmmm, and I would do anything to win this bet against Ashok.

The pair didn’t speak any more words. He came in close and kissed her. She made no effort to resist him as she moaned into his hungry mouth.

Savita laid on her back and opened her legs. Her captor teased her clit with his cock and pushed inside her slowly. Her moist pussy opened up and swallowed his thick cock.

Savita: Won’t you untie me?

The captor thrust into her and made her head rock against the couch. Savita bhabhi moaned as she writhed against his warm cock inside her. Her nipples hardened as she felt his mad, young cock thrust into her helpless body. He stuck his thumb in her mouth, and she moaned as she sucked on it softly.

Savita: Oh fuck! They should make escape rooms like this!

Captor: I talked to my boss about it…(thrust, thrust)

Savita: Oh fuck! What did he say? (moan)

Captor: (licks her back and bites it) It’s illegal, apparently.

Savita: Mmm! Fuck! That’s too bad. (moan).

Her captor bent her over. Savita’s hands were still tied up behind her as she felt him enter her wet cunt from behind. She felt his thick cock drill deep inside her. Her loud moans echoed through the abandoned house. Her captor pushed her face into a pillow as he fucked her wildly from behind.

Savita enjoyed the sounds of his cock drilling into her wet cunt as her hands stayed bound behind her tight frame. He undid her restraints and lay behind her on the couch. She opened her legs for him and grabbed onto her tits. She squeezed herself as she looked back at him and moaned.

He brought his sweaty face close and tongued her as his cock thrust deep into her pussy and stayed there. Savita’s pussy walls tightened around his hungry cock as she felt her body twitch. She was close.

Captor: You should mention the sex room when you fill out your feedback. (grunt, thrust).

Savita: Oh fuck! Sure, if you want me to tell your boss that (loud moan), you’re good at making me cum!

Her pussy closed tight around his hard cock. Her captor felt her body convulse and fucked her harder. He grunted into her ear and bit it softly. Savita moaned loudly as she felt his breath on her ear, and it drove the man wild. He stuck his cock deep inside her dripping pussy and came hard.

Savita: Don’t cum inside-

Captor (interrupting): Too late (grunt, explode). Oh fuck, that was nice.

Savita: You better give me a big clue for that!

Captor: Sorry about that. The gold is in the piano.

Savita grabbed the gold and headed next door to boast over Ashok. When she burst into the other room, her captor’s female accomplice was perched on Ashok’s face with her pussy out of his reach. Ashok’s zip was undone, and his hands were bound as she taunted him.

Ashok: Please! I will give you the biggest tip if you let me fu-

Savita (bursting in): Ashok! I got the gold! Wait! Why is your fly undone?!

Ashok (speechless): She started it!

To watch and enjoy this sex-packed episode in comics, click here ➡️ Savita bhabhi Episode 145. The Great Escape.

Gogi ko ek school project ke liya kuch important file aur document internet se download karna tha. Lekin uske pass apna computer nahi tha. Gokuldham mein Gogi ke sirf do doston ke pass hi computer tha. Tapu aur Sonu.

Gogi ne socha ki kyun na Tapu ke pass jaya jaye? Udhar aacha khane ko bhi milega aur Tapu se project bhi karwa lunga. Gogi Tapu ke ghar jane bahar nikalta hai.

Udhar dekhta hai Tapu aur Bapuji kahan bahar ja rahe hai auto mein.

Gogi- Oye, Tapu kahan ja raha hai?

Tapu- Aare Gogi, mein Bapuji ko woh side wala garden dikhane jaa raha hu.

Gogi- woh jidhar mast fountain hai.

Tapu- Han. Tu bhi chal hamare saath.

Gogi- Nahi yaar, Tapu. Mera bhi mann hai lekin mujhe ek project banana hai. Isliye mein tere pass aa raha tha. Par tu ta jaa raha hai ab main kahan jau internet ke liye?

Tapu – Jaa na ghar ko. Mummy hai tu download karna aaram se.

Uppar balqoni se Daya, “Han Gogi, aaja, main tumhare liya nasta banati hun.”

Ye sunkar Gogi bagh kar uppar chala gaya aur Tapu bhi Bapuji ke sath chala gaya.

Gogi Tapu ke room mein:

Gogi- Agar Tapu hota hai easily kar leta. Mujhe to mil hi nahi raha hai kuch bhi.

Fir kuch kamm karne ke bad woh room mein idhar udhar dekhta hai. Tab woh pura akela hota hai. Tab uska mann hota hai porn videos dekhne ka. Woh har din dekhta hai aur hilata hai.

Woh jaise hi search karta hai usee malum padta hai ki Tapu bhi porn video dekhta hai. Usne subscription le rakha hai

Gogi (man mein) – Tapu tu to bada kamal ka hai re.

Fir usee suggestions mein indian aunty aur mom ka video aata hai. Usee dekh kar woh hilane lagta hai.

Woh shock ho jata hai jab Daya Gogi ko naste ke liya bulati hai. Uska darr ke mare nikal jata hai. Fir woh saff karne ke bad jata hai.

Udhar dekhta hai Daya niche pocha marr rahi thi. Uski sexy kamar golgappa jaise rasile boobs dekh kar woh soch mein pad gaya tha. Usne same ek porn video dekha tha

Fir Daya bolti hai kahan kho gaye.

Gogi- Kuch nahi aunty. Bohut bhook lagi hai, nasta do na.

Daya – Table pe hai dikka.

Fir woh usse lekar Tapu re room mein rakhne jati hai. Gogi galti se porn videos ko pause karke chala aaya tha. Pura band nahi kiya tha.

Daya- Hey maa mata ji! Ye Gogi kya dekh raha hai?

Fir piche se Gogi aata hai. Usse nahi malum tha. Daya video ko ignore karti hue khana deti hai aur chali jati hai.

Gogi- Tapu ki mummy kitni sexy randi lag rahi thi. Yaar, kash muje usee chodne ka mauka miljaye.

Fir woh aapna lund nikal ke video chalu kar ke Daya ke namm lekar hilane lagta hai. Ye sab Daya darwaze se sun rahi thi. Usse ye dekh kar bohut ghusa aa raha tha.

Par woh Gogi la lund dekhar kar mann hi mann use chudwana chahti thi.  Woh dhire dhire aapna boobs ko sehelane lagi Par usee bohut bura laga aur ussne socha ki ye bat Roshan bhabhi ko batna hai. Nahi ta bohut galat ho jayega

Aur ye soch kar bohut khus hoti hai Tapu aesa sab nahi karta hai. Par Daya ko kya malum tha ki Tapu Gogi se 10 guna jada chodu tha. Woh Gokuldham ke har ek aunties ka photo dekh kar hilata tha

Usske favourite Madhavi aur Babita thi jisse woh hamesha se chodna chahata tha.

Aagle din subah:

Gogi Tapu ko aapne ghar khana khane bulata hai. Tapu Gogi ke ghar jane lagta hai. Compound mein woh Madhavi ko dekhta hai aur uska lund khada ho jata hai. Tapu Madhavi ko chupke se dekh kar aapna lund sehelane lagta hai.

Fir usse yad aata hai woh fir Gogi ke ghar jata hai. Uska lund pura tann gaya tha par woh kaise bhi karke adjust karta hai aur bell bajata hai.

Gogi- Tapu, aaja jaldi. Mummy ne maggie banai hai.

Tapu- Chal chal jaldi

Tapu ko bathroom jana tha aapna lund ka settings karne. Jab ghar ko aate hai, Tapu ke jane se pahele Gogi bathroom mein chala jata hai. Fir Tapu ka mood pura chodne wala tha. Woh uske lund ko sambhal nahi pa raha tha

Roshan- Tapu bete betho table mein nasta laga deti hu.

Tapu- Han, aunty.

Jab woh nasta lagati hai to uska boobs ka line Tapu dekh leta hai aur usko hi dekhte raheta hai. Roshan galti se kuch soup niche gira deti hai. Woh niche beth ti hai saf karne ke liye.

Tapu uska gand ko dekh kar dinning table se aapna lund nikal ke hilane lagta hai. Roshan half skirt mein this aur uska panty pura dikh raha tha. Tapu apna lund dhire dhire hilane lagta hai Roshan ko imagine karte karte

Roshan ka najar mirror pe pad jata hai aur ye sab woh dekh leti hai.

Roshan (man mein) – Wah baba. Tapa ye kya kar raha hai? Mujhe dekh kar hila raha hai?

Roshan Tapu ka lund dekh kar woh bhi hil jati hai. Uska bhi mann hone lagta hai usse chodne ka. Rohan aapna skirt aur upar kardeti hai. Bathroom se Gogi jab aata hai woh ye sab dekh leta hai.

Gogi (man mein) – Tapu madarchod ye meri mummy ko dekh kar hila raha hai.

Par use yad aata hai ki woh bhi kaise Daya ko dekh ke hila raha tha. Woh ek photo khich leta hai aur bathroom se aawaz karta hai. Jisse Tapu aur Roshan sab imagination se bahar aate hai.

Tapu apna lund pant ke aandar bharta hai aur khane lagta hai. Khate samaya Daya Roshan ke ghar aati hai.

Daya- Roshan bhabhi kahan ho?

Roshan-Kya hua Daya bhabhi?

Daya-Aapse kam hai chaliya na hamare ghar.

Daya ka najar Gogi par padti hai usko uska lund ka yad ata hai. Gogi ka bhi khada ho jata hai

Roshan – Chalo Daya bhabhi aapke ghar chalte hai. Tapu Gogi tum ghar ka khayal rakhna.

Gada house:

Bapuji pravachan sunne ke liya mandir gaya tha.

Daya- Bhabhi, mujhe aapse ek bat batana hai app yaken nahi karoge.

Roshan- Kon si bat Daya bhabhi?

Daya-kal jab Gogi hamare ghar aaya tha. Tab woh nanga Tapu ke room mein mera naam lekar aapna lund hila raha tha.

Roshan- Ye kya bol rahi ho Daya bhabhi?

Daya- Han, bhabhi. Woh bar bar mera nam lekhar aapna lund hila raha tha.

Roshan- Main bhi ek bat batati hun, Daya bhabhi. Aapke ke aane se pahele Tapu bhi mere jhukne par aapna lund pant se nikal kar mere piche hila raha tha. Maine bhi usee dikhaya aur mujhe bohut maja aaya dikhane mein bhabhi.

Daya- Hai ma mata ji! Ye apne kya kiya, bhabhi? Mera Tapu bhi aase kar sakta hai maine bhi nahi socha tha.

Roshan Daya ke pass jati hai aur uska paallu niche gira deti hai aur uska doodh pakad leti hai. Daya bhi garam ho jati hai. “Ye kya kar rahi ho, Roshan bhabhi?”

Roshan- Kyun na ham aaesa kare ki ham aapne bacho ke sath woh kare jo woh chahate hai?

Daya- Ye kya bol rahi ho? Main ye sab nahi karsakti.

Roshan- Nahi Daya bhabhi, Main Tapu ke sath aap Gogi ke sath karna bohut maja aayega.

Ye bolkar woh Daya ka chut mein hath de deti hai aur woh bhi mann jati hai. Fir woh Tapu ko phone karti hai aur ghar aane ko bolti hai.

Tapu on call- Kya hua aunty?

Roshan-Tapu tum aur Gogi tumjare ghar mein aao jaldi se. Tumko kuch gift dena hai.

Tapu ko lag chuka tha ki Roshan ne uuse hilate time dekh liya tha. Jab ghar jane ki bat Gogi ko bolta hai, Gogi ko bhi lagta hai ki Daya bhabhi kuch mera dekhto nahi liya tha na.

Fir woh dono Tap uke ghar ki or nikalte hai.

Hi, I am Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my last story about the Bangalore wife, Yamuna.

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Coming to the story, Gagana is the heroine of this story. Gagana was born, studied, and is currently working for a software firm at Mysore. Gagana was from an extremely traditional family with no freedom.  Her family had too many restrictions.

Roaming around with a guy before marriage was treated as a crime. Gagana was too horny inside but bound by family. She remained single till her 28th birthday. Losing her self-control, she entered a fling with her college boyfriend.

Gagana was too desperate for physical satisfaction, but her boyfriend was only into chats and love. Gagana is a very horny and bold girl inside. Her boyfriend was an immature idiot in not understand her body’s needs. She convinced him to go to a hotel and forced him to get fucked.

Even after losing her virginity, she was still feeling dry and hungry. The dissatisfaction with sexual pleasure from her boyfriend leads to the slow burn of the relationship. Which finally ended in a breakup.

On the home front, her parents searched for the right match for her marriage. Her unfulfilled sexual urge was still haunting her. Her all-time self-pleasure was reading ISS sex stories. She decided to meet a guy through ISS and get fucked anonymously before the finalization of her marriage.

Gagana came in contact with me through telegram. We had an instant connection since my native was Mysore. She expressed her thirst to get pleasured. She desired to stay all day and all night with a horny guy. Gagana was so restless that she planned to travel to Bangalore.

She told me that she would lie about an interview in Bangalore with her parents. She was not finding an idea to stay the night in Bangalore. I suggested Gagana on telling her parents that the interview starts late in the evening and the office location is far from the railway station.

She convinced her parents to stay with her school friend in Bangalore. We decided not to exchange pictures and a blind date to maintain the excitement. Gagana is a horny and wild girl. Her explanation of her expectation of pleasure was very romantic and horny.

I love to spend time with horny girls. They increase the pleasure factor to new heights. Gagana became my hot, cute, and dirty secret friend with our secrets. She demanded a neatly shaved cock. She informed me of the erotic lingerie she planned to buy for our meeting.

She crazily pleaded to share a picture of my cock. I shared a glimpse of my dick head. In return, she shared her cropped picture with a hand inside her red pant with her delicate belly button. A picture of a sneak of her cleavage.

This happened while I was in the office. I became wild and had an instant bulge in my pants. I had to hide my bulge till it relaxed. I asked her to call me. She immediately called. We spoke with our husky tone, lustily thinking of each other. I love these romantic moments.

That instant, I messaged her, “I can’t wait any further. Come to Bangalore tomorrow itself.” Unfortunately, her delayed periods played the spoilsport. I was disappointed with her wrongly timed periods.

She suddenly stopped responding after this chat. I was left hanging in confusion about her sudden disappearance. Gagana remembered this disappearance.

Jumping the story to our meet:

On a sunny Friday morning, I drove my bullet to the railway station with a spare helmet. Gagana had left Mysore by train, which started at half past five in the morning. She continually texted me about the latest location of the train.

I booked a platform ticket through mobile and reached platform 8 for Vishwamanava express train. I waited restlessly on the platform with my eyes regularly checking messages from Gagana.

She expressed her shivery restlessness, increasing as the train moved closer to Bangalore. Ten minutes before the arrival of the train, I asked for her bogie number and texted her to delay deboarding the train.

She asked, “Why? What happened?”

I told her, “Just do as I say.”

She replied, “Hey Madhan, I am breathless and tensed, kano.”

The train halted to a stop. I sprinted to the bogie of Gagana. I waved my hands through the window and signalled her to read my text message. Gagana was looking blank. I had texted her, “Baby Mirchi, I want to kiss you dirtily in the train bathroom. Just walk into the bathroom and leave the door latch open.”

I ran to the other side of the platform and boarded the train. I waited while Gagana slowly walked into the bathroom. She had latched the bathroom door close. Passengers were still deboarding the train. I knocked on the bathroom door.

She unlatched the door. I pushed the door and hurried inside the cramped western toilet. I latched the door closed behind me. She froze, gazing at me. I quickly grabbed her pretty face, and my lips jumped over her dry lips.

I moistened her lips with my tongue and started sucking her tongue and lips. I kissed wildly with her hands hugging my body tightly. She had to control her pleasureful sounds of moan. I could feel her frail body, fast heartbeat, and quick breaths.

I kissed longer, sucking her full lips and tongue with our noses pressed. She sucked my lips hungrily. I could taste and smell her. After the brief kiss, I told her to walk out first. She unlatched the door. Her eyes saw me naughtily before walking out.

I walked out after a small gap into the desolated train. Gagana was waiting for me outside the train. She slapped me on the shoulder with a naughty laugh and wiped her lips. I carried her bag, and we walked out of the station with our hands tightly clasped into each other.

She laughed excitedly with no sense of people around, “Hey, yenadhu naanu idella maadiddini andre nange namboke aagthilla. yaradru bandiddre? neenu first ye yaake hel lilla?” (Hey, I don’t believe what we did. If someone had caught us, why didn’t you tell me your plan before?)

She spoke excitedly while we walked into the parking lot at the back gate of the station. I drove to MTR in the breezy weather with slim Gagana hugging me tight from behind. We sat opposite, eating roasted Masala dosa and Rava idli.

My legs played with her bare legs under the table while sipping filtered coffee. I undid my shoes and brushed my big toe through her bare legs. She giggled. The cashier observed when I caught both her legs with my legs. I ignored him and continued playing with her legs until we finished breakfast.

After breakfast, I drove her to a sexy lingerie shop. While driving, Gagana hugged me tight with her head resting on my back and her small boobs crushed. She was fascinated by my sudden decision to take her to the lingerie shop.

The store was desolated since it was early morning and we were only the second customer. I chose a deep red coloured mesh bra and a transparent maroon coloured thong. I handed them to her and told her, “Try this.”

She walked to the trial room, which was on the first floor. I followed behind her. I waited outside the trial room with dirty ideas running through my head. After some time, she unlatched the door. She was standing in a red bra, tightly clasping her small melons boobs and brown thong.

I was wild seeing her milky fatless sleek body in sexy lingerie with a shy blushing smile. My cock inside my pants grew hard. I quickly scanned the store. Finding no one, I walked into the cramped trial room and latched the door.

Gagana became nervous and started breathing heavily. I told her, “Shhh,” to keep her voice low. Her boobs were moving up and down anxiously with pumped-up blood. She controlled the noise of her breath.

Without wasting time, I grabbed her miniature face and started kissing her juicy thick lips. I started sucking her lower lips, and my hands travelled, feeling the small tender melons over the red mesh bra.

I kissed her wildly and squeezed her tender small boobs harder and harder. She grabbed my navel tightly into a cuddle. My hands explored and found her small erect nipples over the mesh bra. I broke the kiss and stared at her eyes with my thumb and forefinger rubbing her nipples.

My lips moved to suck her nipples over the bra. I swapped my lips and hands, sucking and massaging both her nipples simultaneously. I knew the shortage of time. I pulled her panty low to her knees and placed my hand over her pussy.

I started massaging her pussy with my fingers, and my lips moved to kiss her belly button. She gave a loud breath out, “Ahhhhh.” I pushed my lips to the yummy, tender, neatly shaved pussy.

I parted the dark pussy lips apart with my fingers and dug my tongue into her pinkish pussy inside. She gave a loud breath out, “Ouch.” I removed my tongue and told her, “Shhh.” One of my hands grabbed her small, firm ass cheek and the other hand parted her pussy lips.

I juiced and sucked the inner of her pussy lips. I then moved my tongue to suck her small bean clitoral hood. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the pleasure with controlled moans. Anytime the store owner may get a doubt. So, I sneaked outside once. On finding no one, I entered again.

I pushed her to the wall again. I applied saliva over my hands and rubbed her pussy vigorously with my other hand clasping her mouth shut. I pushed my middle finger inside her pussy. I rubbed her pussy fast and stopped, then again rub-stop. She bit my hand with cum flowing through my other hand.

I wiped the floor, cleaning the cum with the inner of Gagana. She was sweating and breathing profusely. I walked out.

Until the next part. Thank you, all ISS readers.

I was scrolling through a ton of porn one lonely afternoon when I saw a bunch of ADs for cam girls. They just kept popping up, and at one point it made me so curious that I finally clicked on one. It led me to dscgirls.live website.

This website had so many hot desi Indian models of all shapes and sizes and it blew my mind. I scrolled through the list of models and clicked on a few that I liked. The one that stood out the most was a model named Mallika. She was fucking hot. Her face wasn’t visible, so I made a basic account and texted her.

I wanted to see her whole body. She was super sweet. She flirted with me for a while and told me that she would show it to me on video chat if I really wanted to see it. And that was all I needed to hear!

I purchased some credits through my Google Pay and texted her. She came on a private xxx call with me. Her body was so tight enough, and her smile was so cute. She was wearing a bright red shade of lipstick on her plump lips. She had on a black tank top which was tight enough for her juicy tits to squeeze firmly into. She had on a red and black flannel shirt on top of her tight tank top as she smiled at me and waved.

Mallika blew me a kiss as we began chatting.

Me: Goddamn, you’re way more gorgeous than I expected!

Mallika: Aww, you’re sweet. What do you like about me?

Me: I like that smile of yours.

Mallika: That’s all?

Me: Your body looks good too.

Mallika: What about my body?

Me: Stand up and let me look at you.

Mallika (chuckling): Ok, handsome.

As she stood up her tits jiggled. Mallika was sitting with no shorts on. She just had on a pair of lacey black lingerie panties and they made me lick my lips with lustful hunger.

Me: Nice panties you got there…

Mallika: They don’t have to stay on, you know.

Me: Then peel them off and lay down for me.

Mallika (whispering): I will…if you pull off those shorts for me.

I pulled off my shorts and my cock popped up into frame and she chuckled.

Mallika: Good boy. I like boys that listen.

She peeled off her panties real slow as I watched. Her pussy was bushy but trimmed. She kept a tiny patch of pubes that made her pussy look hot. I wanted to bury my face in it. She saw me lick my lips and opened her pussy lips for me. I stroked my cock slowly as she chuckled.

Me: Take off that tank top but leave the flannel shirt on baby.

Mallika: Fuck, you’re naughty. I love it.

She took off her tank top off camera and came back into frame. She had on nothing but the flannel shirt. Her skin looked silky-soft as she stood there with no panties or bra on. She smiled at me with her plump red lips and leaned into the camera.

I started stroking again as she let the shirt fall off one of her shoulders. She sat on the bed like that and rubbed her clit gently.

Mallika: You like that?

Me: I wanna see how wet you are.

Mallika: Oh really? Here you go.

She finger-fucked herself and moaned into the camera as I watched her. She brought her fingers close to the camera and they were stuck together from the juices of her wet pussy. She split her fingers and the juices made a glowing web between them.

Me: Fuck I wanna taste those fingers.

Mallika: Like this, baby? (Lick, suck, suck).

She moaned as she fingered her clit and laid back again. I watched her tits jiggle as her shirt fell off both shoulders. She laid there bare and arched her back as she touched herself. She groaned softly as her voice struggled to hold back moans. She looked at her door and checked if anyone heard her. Then she went back to rubbing her clit.

Me: Who’s gonna fuck your ass if you’re busy fucking your clit? (Stroke, stroke, stroke)

Mallika: Oh fuck! Both holes?! You’re dirty! I want that too! (moan)

She reached around and fingered her asshole with her other hand and opened her legs wider. She moaned like a common slut as her pussy dripped down her thick thighs. She took off the flannel shirt and came closer to the camera.

Mallika: Suck on my titties, baby! I really need it (squeeze, squeeze).

She moaned as she squeezed them into the camera. She rubbed her pussy to the rhythm at which I stroked and groaned restlessly. I wanted to see her pussy up close, and she didn’t hesitate to make it happen. She grabbed the camera off the table and put it on the bed. She brought her wet pussy close to the camera and rubbed it. I listened closely to the sloppy sounds of her soft pussy being rubbed madly with her wet fingers and went mad.

Mallika: Oh fuck! I’m dripping so much!

Me: Fuck, yes! Yes! That pussy sounds so good.

Mallika: Fuck me! Please fuck me, baby!

She was getting restless but I wanted more of her, so I told her to stop and lay there with her legs open. Her pussy throbbed as it dripped gently. I watched her juices dry on her thighs as she waited for my command. Her pubes looked like a bush about to erupt into flames as they silently waited for her fingers again.

Her legs glistened as she pulled her pussy lips apart for me. She brought the camera closer to her face and looked into it.

Mallika: Fuck. You’re making me so restless. I think I should finger myself.

Me: No. I want to look at you.

Mallika: Fine. Look at my face and watch me moan, but I have to finger myself. I’m getting way too restless!

Mallika’s eyes closed as she breathed heavily. Her expressions dripped with lust as the sounds of her sloppy pussy leaked through the sensitive mic of her camera. She groaned as her tits rose into frame. She was rubbing herself more ferociously now and I loved it.

Mallika: Put your cock in the camera! I wanna see it baby!

I put my cock in the camera and I stroked harder as she moaned and groaned. She tilted the camera and I watched as she fucked her pussy with her wet middle finger. Her legs opened and squirmed from the pleasure.

Mallika: I just want that cock buried deep inside me- I need- Fuck! I can’t think straight! (Moan, moan, moan).

Her moans were coming more regularly as she fucked herself. I watched as Mallika’s body tightened and convulsed. I stroked faster as I watched her.

Mallika: Cum with me! Pour that cum all over me!

I groaned as my body tightened and cum shot straight out of my slender cock onto the floor. Mallika moaned as it shot out and fingered herself harder. I heard her let out a sultry moan as her body shook from the orgasm. She pulled out her fingers and brought them towards the camera. They glistened, coated in her tasty cum.

Me: Damn…I wish I could taste that! You look so hot when you cum.

Mallika (chuckle): Come back anytime with that tasty cock of yours, baby. This was too much fun.

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Hey guys, this is a continuation of my previous asstr story. So, do check it out, guys. This is the event that took place after the badminton court.

My best friend Kalpana and I took a shower in different bathrooms. I wrapped a towel and sat on my bed. Kalpana came out wearing a towel and her hair was still dripping wet and it was just so beautiful.

I moved my towel a little bit and started stroking my dick as she was drying herself. She saw me and turned away as she was shy.

I went near her and kissed her neck. I moved my hands down to my best friend’s hairy pussy. I started rubbing her clit in a circular motion and she was in the mood instantly! She turned around and started kissing me. I removed her towel and slid my hand from her neck into her hair and squeezed her boob as well.

We started madly kissing. I wanted to have sex in the hall but she was scared. I suggested we play a movie in the background so no one can hear us. She said fine. I switched on the TV and selected a random movie. I sat on the sofa, and she came crawling on all fours and started sucking my dick.

I sat relaxed on the sofa. My best friend was still a bit sloppy. I went into my hard disk which was already connected to my TV and into the hidden folders and played a porn video. Kalpana was stunned and argued about why I put on a porn video.

I told her that it would help her correct her technique of giving a blowjob. It was an anal porn video. I played it on purpose just so that I can get a chance to fuck my best friend’s arsehole. She was watching it and tried replicating it.

The video also had the porn star rimming. Kalpana was hesitant and I told her if she was uncomfortable, then there was no need. She started getting a hang of a blowjob and she was sucking my balls as well. All of a sudden, my best friend’s tongue started to circle my arsehole. I was getting excited when she started rimming.

I couldn’t comprehend that Kalpana, a really studious and innocent girl was a horny little slut! I picked her up and threw her on the sofa and we lip-locked. I ran my hand over her inner thigh before I touched her pussy. I circled around her clit and she caught hold of my hair. She was in intense heat.

I went down and started eating her pussy. She was on cloud nine and moaned like crazy. She was shouting, “Yes, right there” before she squirted all over me.

Then I inserted two fingers into my horny bestie’s pussy and started fingering her. She was squealing. I got a hold of her hair with one hand and she had an intense orgasm.

She then got on top of me and guided my dick into her pussy. Her eyes rolled back as my manhood just spread open her hairy pussy lips and entered inside her. She started riding me, and the sounds of her ass hitting my crotch were so loud it echoed in the hall.

I said I wanted to see that fat ass. She gave a cheekish smile and started riding me in reverse cowgirl. She was in ecstasy when she saw the TV. The pornstar was taking a huge black cock into her small white arsehole.

As she was riding, I started rubbing her clit and she was excited that she wanted to try anal. Her decision was spontaneous as she was in the mood.

I was waiting for this moment. I got up and went to get some oil. When I came back, Kalpana was masturbating watching the anal porn video. I turned her on the sofa in the doggy style. I poured the oil on her ass and started massaging it.

Then I poured some oil in the middle of her ass crack and let it flow to her arsehole. I inserted my middle finger into her arsehole. She started to moan like crazy. I started with slow to and fro motions before I increased the no. of fingers so that her arsehole can take my manhood.

After fingering her with four fingers, I got up and inserted my manhood slowly. She was in pain but she didn’t want me to stop as she was horny as well. I started increasing my speed. Within a few minutes, she started enjoying it. I was pouring oil on my dick as I was fucking my best friend’s ass. When I pulled my dick out, she pushed the excess oil out of her arsehole. We shifted to missionary on the floor

Both of us were covered in oil. She was rubbing her clit and screaming, ” Oh god, Yes. Yes, right there!”

She then got on top of me in cowgirl position and we continued. Her boobs were just flying and her arse cheeks were creating some serious pressure on my dick. Suddenly, she got off my dick and started sucking it. There was a lot of saliva and oil when she spat.

She got on top of me as I sat on the sofa. After a few minutes, I was so excited I want to piledrive her arsehole. I put a pillow on the ground and started to piledrive her.

She was in ecstasy that her tongue was out like a mad dog getting fucked. Seeing this made me too excited that I came into her arsehole.

I pushed her aside on the ground and sat on the sofa. I was gasping for air. Kalpana came near and sucked the cum out of my dick. I got up and spread my slutty best friend’s ass cheeks and cum was flowing from the arsehole down the sides of her pussy.

I took a few snaps and she wasn’t shy to pose with cum leaking out of her arsehole. We got up and cleaned the hall naked before my parents got home. After half an hour, Kalpana went to take a shower and she locked my room door but not the bathroom door.

I opened my room door with the key. I sneaked behind and caught hold of her boobs. Kalpana gave a cheekish smile. I started to pinch her nipples and my cock was rubbing against her ass crack. I caught hold of her wet hair and turned her face and lip-locked her from behind while I was pinching her nipples. She started to grind her ass against my cock. She got down on the bathroom floor and started to suck my dick.

Kalpana was getting better with each blowjob. The water from the shower was hitting my chest and running down my crotch and she was slurping as she was sucking my dick under the shower.

I sat down on the bathroom floor and spread my legs, she came in between on all fours and continued the blowjob. While it was happening, I slapped her ass and spread her ass cheeks. I came in her mouth.

I wrapped a towel and sat on the bed. Kalpana came out wet without covering herself and it was just so beautiful sight. I removed my towel and started wiping her body. I got my trimmer and trimmed her hairy bush.

I shaved the hairs off on the side of her pussy and arsehole. I shaped the remaining bush above her pussy in the shape of a heart. She loved it.

We left my parent’s house and we went to my apartment. On the way to my apartment, we stopped for some lace lingerie and clothes for her as I tore her clothes in the badminton court. I got her a pair of tight leggings that highlighted her ass very well and a normal top with pants.

We went to my apartment. She tried on the lace lingerie and posed for a photoshoot. I dropped her off at around 9:30 pm. Her parents had gone somewhere and this was the perfect chance to escape from her parents as to why she was wearing new clothes.

It was a delight to have had the chance to not only fuck my best friend but fuck her arsehole as well. If you think this was the end, it is not. A new beginning arises as a consequence of our actions!

Stay tuned for the next part, guys.