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Hello everyone, I am Raj and I am 19 years old and from Mumbai. I used to stay with my mom Kavita who is a housewife and is 45 years old. My dad used to run his business in Mumbai and used to leave from home daily around 10 am and would return only around 8 pm. Everything was going fine until one day.

I was trying to call my friend from my phone but my phone was having some issues so I was not able to call him from my number. So I took mom’s phone too call him and after calling him, I saw a WhatsApp message on her number. It was from an unknown number. When I opened the message, I was shocked to see all the past messages.

Unknown: Hey Kavita ji, has your husband gone to the office?

Mom: Yes, he has gone but my son Raj is home.

Unknown: Ohh, when will he go?

Mom: He should leave in some time.

Unknown: Let me know when he leaves, I can’t wait to meet you.

Mom: Me too.

Unknown: I am in Mumbai for a week, I hope we can meet finally.

Mom: Yes, I too want to meet you.

I was quite shocked and suspicious and hence I decided to check on her. I told her that I was leaving for college. I took a spare key to the house with me. As soon as I left, I saw a young guy. He must be in his early 20s and was entering our society. He rang our flat’s doorbell.

Mom opened the door. She was in a pink color suit and pyjami. She looked left and right and invited him inside. After a few minutes, I too got into my flat with the spare key.

As I entered, I heard them both talking in my mom’s room. Mom was holding his hand and they both were sitting very close to each other on the bed.

Stranger: Kavita ji, you are as beautiful like you looked in your Facebook picture.

Mom: Thanks.

Stranger: I never thought I will be meeting you.

Mom: I too never thought I will be sharing my personal life issues with a stranger.

Stranger: I can understand you are a woman and most importantly, you too have needs.

Mom: My husband doesn’t give me time or attention.

Stranger: Such an idiot he is, you are so beautiful even at this age.

Mom: Thanks, I was slightly not sure about this as you are so young and just 22.

Stranger: So what Kavita ji, I don’t like girls my age and I was attracted to you since the first day.

Mom: Thanks.

Stranger: Let’s not waste time, let me make love to you.

Mom: I am nervous.

Stranger: Don’t be, just relax.

He started kissing her on the lips and so did mom. They both were kissing very erotically. I was so shocked to see this side of my mom. I never knew she was sexually deprived. He was kissing her and at the same time, he was caressing her boobs over her pink suit. He could feel the nipples inside her bra getting hard with his touch.

Mom was enjoying the moment. He opened her hair by removing the clip. He started kissing her neck to arouse her more. Mom started touching down his pant and he whispered, “Darling, take out your suit.”

She stood up and removed her suit and also removed her pyjami. She was wearing a black color 36 DD bra and beige panty. He was hard watching mom in undergarments. He too stood up and now started kissing all over her hands, neck, and tummy and also started giving her love bites on her thighs.

Mom was moaning softly. He then unhooked her bra and pulled out her panty and threw it on the bed. Mom had big boobs and brown hard nipples. Her pussy was shaved. He whispered, “You have nice big boobs and perfectly shaved pussy the way I like.”

She unzipped his pant and pulled down his underwear and threw it away. His cock was partially hard and she started stroking it with her hands. He was playing with her boobs and sucking her nipples and she loved getting sucked.

He kept his one finger on her pussy lips and was trying to insert it inside to check how tight her pussy was. It was fine and his finger went inside her pussy and he started slowly moving his finger inside her pussy while his mouth still sucked her nipples.

He sat on the bed and asked mom to suck his cock. Mom was a bit shy but he convinced her. He grabbed her hair while she started sucking his cock. She was sucking it nicely and soon his cock had become hard.

After a few minutes, he laid mom on the bed and went down to lick her pussy. He was licking mom’s pussy nicely with his tongue. Mom was ecstatic and was moaning and I could see her juices trying to come out of her love hole.

After a lot of foreplay, he wanted to enter her love hole. He got her into doggy style. Mom asked him to wear a condom. He took out one and wore it on his cock. He also applied some lubricant on it and then kept his cock on her pussy entrance and was trying to enter her. Finally, he entered his cock and started fucking my mother’s pussy.

He was controlling his pace initially and then picked up his pace. I could see mom’s ass was getting red as he was spanking her ass while he was fucking her. I could hear thumping sounds of pussy and mom’s moaning got loud, “Aaaah ohhh honey.. I am about to cum..”

He pulled his cock out and as soon as his cock came out, she splashed her juices. He then got her in missionary and kept her legs on his shoulders and entered again into her pussy and started fucking her again. This time, he was sucking her boobs too while fucking. Then it was his turn and he blasted his cum.

Now both laid and cuddled with each other and started kissing. Mom looked happy so was he. After a few minutes, my housewife mom started sucking his cock and kissing his chest to arouse him again. Soon, he got hard again. They both got into 69 first and then after some foreplay, he got mom on top and mom started riding his cock.

After riding his cock hard for almost 5 minutes, my mom leaked for the second time. He was still hard and got mom into a standing cowgirl position and was fucking her so hard. Mom was pleading with him to go slow as I could feel she was in pain and pleasure both.

He then took out his cock, removed his condom and got mom in standing doggy style. He parted her legs and entered her asshole now. My mom had a tight ass and I could see him struggle initially. But finally, he entered mom’s ass and after fucking her for 5 more minutes, he took out his cock and splashed his cum on her face.

She cleaned herself and after a couple more rounds that day and fucking for around 4-5 hours, he left around 5 pm. Mom wore her clothes and when I came back, she looked normal but a bit tired.

I thought I would talk to her about it but then thought I won’t as it might ruin our mom-son relationship. I let it go this way. Guys, if you have anything to say mail at [email protected]

Just as Deepti was going to speak, the doorbell rang, and they both froze at the very instance.

They both rushed. Deepti, feeling shy, quickly fastened her blouse hooks and adjusted her saree. She then went to answer the door.

When she opened the door, there was nobody. The disappointment on her face could be seen. The doorbell ruined the wonderful moment she had been experiencing. I was also curious to know who pressed the bell button. Hence I went back in time through the recording to quench my curiosity.

I laughed within myself to realise it was none other than Vijay who rang the bell. I was sure he must have peeped at them and thus wanted to disturb them immediately. After checking through the video, I confirmed that he was checking at them from the window.

That night I wanted to fuck Deepti so much after being aroused by those acts from my father and my brother-in-law, Vijay. But I preferred to masturbate thinking about it rather than having sex. If I quench the sex thirst of Deepti, the fire within her will be extinguished, and it may ruin everything.

Hence I decided I wanted to lure her into getting fucked by both. I never realised that the woman I was thinking about was my wife and the mother of my kids. I never even realised that I loved the feeling of being a cuckold. I was only listening to my inner intuition.

The next day I witnessed an immediate change in attire of Deepti. It was clear to her. Excluding her husband, the other 2 men in the house desired her very much. She also reciprocated their actions, making it clear to them that she also wanted them. S he was dressed in a pale rose transparent saree.

She wore a thin white deep-cut blouse. The blouse had only strings at the back. The tight blouse pushed her boobs up. Half of it was visible through the deep cut. She wore a white petticoat which was tight around her ass, making her black panty visible. She had dressed to kill.

After doing all the house chores, she sat in the living room in front of her sewing machine. I observed her via the camera and noticed that she was waiting for something or someone. Then suddenly, Vijay was passing by. She quickly took a needle and tried inserting a thread into the hole.

Deepti: Viju bhaiya, can you help me put this thread in this needle? I’m trying a lot, but I can’t do it.

Vijay: Of course, Deepti. I’ll be honoured to assist you.

Vijay came behind her chair on which she was seated. He bent on her, took the needle and thread from her hands and tried. While he bent on her, his face was just next to her face. Instead of inserting the thread, I could see Vijay’s eyes were fixed on Deepti’s cleavage.

Obviously, from his top-view scene, he must be having a feast for himself.

Vijay: Deepti, the thread seems too big for this small hole. I’m finding it difficult.

Deepti: Viju bhaiya, this needle hasn’t been used for months. That is why the hole isn’t loose.

Vijay: Oh, I see. I think you should suck the big thread to make it wet. It will then be easier to push it inside the tight hole.

Deepti: Oh, I see. But Viju Bhaiya, I used to be able to put it without having to suck the thread.

Vijay: Deepti ji, Maybe the thread you used to take was small. But this one is bigger than what you used to have.

Deepti: Oh. Now I understand Viju bhaiya. Yes, the one that I am used to is very small. But this one is bigger. Are you sure after sucking, it will enter easily?

Vijay: Of course. Open your mouth. I’ll push it inside.

Deepti opens her mouth sexually. Vijay teases her by caressing her lips with the thread instead of putting it in her mouth.

Deepti: Hmmm, You naughty Viju bhaiya. Please put the big thread in my mouth and stop teasing me. I want to put the thread into the hole as soon as possible.

Vijay: I will tease you before inserting it inside the hole. The more I tease, the better the experience will be. Are you enjoying the teasing?

Deepti: Oh, Viju bhaiya, I am. But I’m always desperate to fill the hole with this big thread. I’m yearning for it to be pushed inside.

Vijay placed the thread inside Deepti’s mouth. Then she started to suck the thread like a sexy bitch. I’ve never thought my wife could behave like a bitch like this. Vijay let her suck for a while and then removed it and inserted it through the needle.

Vijay: You see, Deepti. After sucking it well, it easily slid inside the hole.

Deepti: Oh, Viju Bhaiya, you are an expert in pushing big things into tight holes.

Vijay: No, Deepti. You suck at this so well that it went in without effort. The merit is all in your sucking.

Deepti: I have never done it before, Viju Bhaiya. It’s all your guidance. I hope you will guide me more in the future.

Vijay: It will be my pleasure, Deepti. But what do I get for helping this time?

Deepti: Viju bhaiya, what can I give? Everything is already yours. It’s only waiting for you impatiently.

As soon as she said that, Vijay slid both hands from her neck into her blouse. His hand disappeared inside the blouse, and he gripped both perfectly rounded boobs of Deepti. The way he cupped it aroused Deeti so much that she let her head rest on Vijay.

Deepti: Hmm, Viju bhaiya, It feels so nice. You are an expert in groping my boobs. I was impatiently waiting for you.

Vijay: They are so soft and perfectly round, Deepti.

Vijay then, with his fingers, pinched her nipples which led Deepti to start moaning louder.

Deepti: Oh, Viju bhaiya, please crush my nipples, tear my clothes. I want you, Viju bhaiya. Please stop teasing me.

Just then, at that very moment, they heard a noise and a door opening.

Instinctively Vijay withdrew his hands from her blouse and stood straight in fear, knowing that someone was coming. Deepti also carefully adjusted her saree and acted as if using the sewing machine.

It was my sister Nishta, who came home earlier than expected. She crushed all hopes that Deepti was having of getting fucked by Vijay. Vijay was also devastated on seeing her wife as he knew she ruined his great chance.

As soon as Nishta arrives, she commands Vijay to follow her into the room. Vijay obeyed like a slave and disappeared. Deepti’s face expressed sadness. Her face sulked. She stood and walked away when my father, Aneerudh, entered the living room.

Aneerudh: Bahu, can you give me a cup of tea without milk but with sugar?

Deepti: Yes, Papa, I will do it immediately.

My father then went to sit on the living room sofa. Soon enough, Deepti came in with the tray containing the cup of tea, a small spoon and a sugar cup. Deepti, in a sexy way, bent in front of my father and kept the tray on the table. My father had the best view of his life.

When she bent, her saree pallu fell. Her boobs were visible from the deep cut of her blouse. It could be easily seen that she didn’t wear any bra. My father was enjoying the view. It seems that Deepti’s hope of getting fucked has rekindled as soon as she sees my father.

She acted like a pure slut, and forgot to cover her head with her pallu. Instead, let her saree pallu fall. She was smiling at her father-in-law by showing her beautiful cleavage to him. My father knew that she was now directly asking for it. He also smiled at her naughtily.

Deepti: How many spoons of sugar do you want, Papa?

Aneerudh: Bahu, the spoon seems to be small. Why do you use a small spoon?

Deepti: Papa, It is Sanjay’s, no. His spoon is very small. What can I do? It is my bad luck to use his small spoon.

Aneerudh: Oh, but your Papa is here, Bahu. You can also ask your Papa. In my time, Spoons were thicker and stronger. Small spoons were not even used.

Deepti: But you are also teasing me, Papa. You are not giving me your thick spoon. You are making me desperately use Sanju’s small spoon.

Aneerudh: Bahu, the sweetness is already here. Please do not add any sugar with the small spoon. Just give it like this, sit on Papa’s lap and serve me the tea.

Already on fire, Deepti took the cup of tea and sat on my father’s left leg. I was amazed by her boldness. I always knew she was shy and conservative. But today, she was completely someone else.

While sitting on my father’s lap, her deep-cut blouse view was right in front of my father’s eye. Immediately my father extended his hand and placed it over her hip.

Deepti: Oh, Papa, your hand are making me feel something.

She then brought the cup of tea near the mouth of my father. My father took a sip.

Aneerudh: I must grab my beautiful Bahu well if she falls from my lap. Bahu, the tea lacks milk.

Deepti: Papa, I love the way you are holding me. Should I bring you milk?

Aneerudh: No, Bahu, you already have milk in your boobs.

Deepti was so excited to hear that. My father took one hand and started to caress his exposed tummy of Deepti. She started moaning.

Deepti: Ahh, Papa, I’m melting in your hand. Please stop teasing me. I want your big spoon. I want to use your thick spoon.

He then slowly inserted in hand from below that blouse and grabbed her boob. As soon as he grabbed her boob, Deepti hissed with pleasure.

Deepti: Ahhh, Papa, grab my boobs, crush them. Your hands are stronger than your son’s. I want your big spoon.

Deepti started to rub her knees on the crotch area of my father. A big tent was visible over his shorts. My father then removed one of her boobs and started sucking on it.

Deepti: Ahh, Papa, suck my nipples. Drink your milk. Oh, Papa, you are making me crazy.

I could see my father sucking on the boobs like an expert. He was rotating his tongue over Deepti’s nipple. Her nipples had become so hard.

Aneerudh: Bahu, look how erect your nipples have become with my sucking.

Deepti: Oh, Papa, you are making me horny. You are doing it far better than your son. It’s only my nipples that are erect. My pussy is so wet and leaking down there.

Aneerudh: Oh Bahu, then Papa needs to please your wet pussy.

At that moment, Nishta, my sister, opened her room door. Deepti could only jump from the lap to the space on the sofa. She pushed in her boobs and adjusted her saree well. My father adjusted, took the cup from Deepti, and started sipping. Nishta walked to them and sat on an empty sofa seat.

Nishta: Why are both tensed like this? What happened to you both?

They both stuttered to give a straight answer. But then my father, with his maturity, managed to talk.

Aneerudh: It’s nothing, beti. I’m just bored inside my room. And Bahu served me a cup of tea. Poor her. She is tired from the whole day serving us all.

Nishta: Ah, ok. Deepti, I know you must be very tired doing all the house chores. But doesn’t Vijay help you?

Deepti: Yes, Nishta didi. Viju Bhaiya helps me a lot.

Nishta: Deepti, I know you are tired, but you know the tea made with your hand is so good. Can you make one cup for me, please?

Deepti desperately stood and walked to make tea for her sister-in-law.

That night I masturbated twice thinking of all of this.

On the next day, my sister had to attend an important business meeting and hence had to travel outside town and will be back only after 2 days. As I had given her the reins during my vacation, I chose not to accompany her. Instead wanted to continue my cuckold adventures at home.

When she left, I could see a ray of light on both my father’s and Vijay’s faces. But to the contrary, Deepti’s face was still gloomy. She stopped believing she could get a full sex session with either one of them. She even started to dress back as she used to, conservatively with no cleavage etc.

It was a sunny day. Deepti washed all clothes and then went on the roof to hang them for drying. She had the habit of washing her inner wears with her hands. Her clothes were soaked. She even took the liberty of removing her bra and panty and washing them at the same time.

Hence while she was on the roof soaked in water, her boobs and ass could be seen as there was no inner-wear. She paid no attention to this as there were only 3 men in the house. She knew her husband was a work maniac and would be stuck on his laptop.

If anyone among the other 2 came on the roof, her current state would be a feast for them. She may finally get what she so long desired. But still, she stopped focusing on that, as her hopes were destroyed by disturbance each time.

While hanging the clothes, she noticed Vijay on the roof walking towards her. She was so happy. She smiled at Vijay. The latter came behind her and hugged her from behind. Both his hands caressed her tummy. Vijay started to kiss her neck from behind. She closed her eyes in pleasure and started moaning heavily.

Deepti: Oh, Viju Bhaiya, I’ve been waiting impatiently for you. Please, let’s not waste time. Someone might disturb us like always. I want you to fuck me immediately.

Vijay also realised that, indeed, her words had sense. Hence he slid his hand inside the petticoat of Deepti. He found her pussy easily as there was no panty. Her pussy was already wet. He started to rub over her clitoris with his fingers. Deepti was moaning as she was experiencing extreme pleasure.

Deepti: Ah. Keep doing that. It feels great.

It didn’t take long for her to feel that she would release her water. She was on the verge of squirting when suddenly my father came on the roof. Vijay immediately separated himself from Deepti.

Deepti was furious and aroused to the maximum level. She forgot about shame or humiliation, as both had already attempted to fuck her. My father approached Vijay and started yelling at him.

Aneerudh: Vijay, you bastard! How could you cheat on Nishta? Where did you get the guts to do this with my Bahu?

Vijay: Oh, stop your sermons! Don’t you think that I don’t know about your acts? I saw you well through the window last time. You were massaging your own Bahu! You dirty old pervert!

My father was speechless. He staggered. Both of them were red with anger. Deepti stepped in between them. With her hands, she softly grabbed both cocks simultaneously. They were both shocked at seeing Deepti’s bold act.

Deepti: Why are you both arguing? I’m the reason for your discussion. But you are both my man. I want both cocks.

Deepti’s palms moved swiftly, slowly and sensually over their cocks. This started to calm both of them, and they started grunting in pleasure.

Aneerudh: Oh, Bahu, your hand on my cock feels so good.

Vijay: Ah, Deepti, caress my cock. It’s all yours.

Deepti: It’s both my cocks as of now. It feels so big compared to Sanjay. I want to see it.

Deepti knelt before both and kissed them over their shorts on their cocks. They both moaned when she did that. Both men pulled down their shorts along with their undies simultaneously. Deepti’s face changed instantly.

She was shocked. She caressed both cocks and felt they were bigger than Sanjay’s. But she never expected them to be that big. She placed both hands over her mouth in shock.

Deepti: My god! They are so thick and long. I’ve never seen big meat like this. Sanjay is only the size of my index finger.

Both of them laugh heavily at hearing that. I was also amazed to see their cock. My dad’s cock was about 3.5 inches thick and 7 inches long. Vijay’s cock was about 3 inches thick and 7.5 inches long. I was only 4 inches long and 2.5 inches thick.

But yet the scene of their cock made me hornier. I wanted them to fuck my wife. Deepti grabbed both cock and started peeling their skin up and down. Her hands appeared small compared to their heavy cocks. She started giving handjobs vigorously. They both were moaning with pleasure.

Aneerudh: Bahu, your little hand feels good on my big cock.

Vijay: Deepti, feels so good.

Precum oozed on the tip of their cock while Deepti kept on vigorously jerking them. They then raise her. Vijay started eating her lips like a madman. It was the wildest and horniest kiss I have seen, as even Deepti reciprocated.

Meanwhile, my father started eating her navel by inserting his tongue inside. Deepti was exploding with a pleasurable sensation. My father then started eating her breast over the blouse itself. It was mixed with kisses, bites, and pinches.

But all I could see was Deepti moving haphazardly in extreme pleasure. Vijay kissed her neck and then started kissing one side of her boobs. She unhooked her blouse hurriedly, freeing her perfectly rounded boobs. They have turned red during too much pressing and sucking. Her nipples were small but were erected.

Aneerudh: Wow, Bahu. They are so beautiful. Sanjay is a fool for not giving you the desired pleasure.

Vijay: Deepti, your breasts are indeed so beautiful. I can’t contain myself anymore.

They both plunged their faces and started devoting her petite boobs. They kissed and sucked her boobs. They bit and sucked on her nipples. Deepti was moaning heavily.

Deepti: Oh, my two Kings, you are giving me lots of pleasure.

After lots of sucking and biting, Vijay took a bed sheet from the drying clothes, spread it on the roof floor, and laid Deepti on it. They all removed their clothes and were completely naked. Their monster cock was pointed toward Deepti. Vijay went straight to her pussy and started lapping it like a dog.

I always felt disgusted to do this to her. She was completely in another world when Vijay started lapping on her clitoris. While she was moaning, my father pushed his heavy cock into the mouth of Deepti. I never did try this with her. I thought she would not do it.

But to my amazement, she started sucking my father’s big cock like a lollipop. She also played with the tip of his cock with her tongue.

Aneerudh: Oh, Bahu, suck my cock well.

Suddenly Deepti pushed strongly on the head of Vijay and cried loudly. She squirted for the first time in her life. She gasped for air. But those two perverts didn’t let her breathe.

They exchanged positions. Vijay inserted his rod in her mouth and started mouth fucking her, while my father inserted his cock in the pussy of Deepti. It was so tight that Deepti was moaning.

Deepti and: Ahhh Papa, it’s too big, tearing my pussy.

Once his cock fully penetrated, he let it deep inside for some time. He went started fucking her in slow motion. Deepti kept moaning heavily. He then increased his pace and started ramming her heavily.

Deepti: Ah papa, fuck me. Tear me. My king.

After vigorously pumping her for a full 10 minutes, Deepti moaned loudly. She squirted again over the cock of my father. Without giving her any time, Vijay and my father exchanged places. Vijay pushed his lengthy cock inside her and continued at the same pace as my father.

My father inserted his cocked mixed with Deepti’s juice inside her mouth. Amazingly, she sucked it without complaining. Vijay was giving her a long thrust. Each time she was moaning heavily. Vijay rammed up for another 10 minutes until she again squirted heavily. She almost passed out.

They both masturbated over her face and ejaculated heavy, sticky sperms on her face and boobs. She gulped down a few drops that fell into her mouth. They both lay down next to her on the bed sheet.

Deepti was satisfied like never before. She knew that she had the 2 strongest cock ever in her life. She felt proud. She held both limp cock tightly.

Deepti: They are both mine now!

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Day 2

In the morning, both of us were naked in bed. I woke when I sensed Nikhil’s tongue on my pussy. “Good morning,” I said with a smile.

He raised his head and said, “Good morning.” I positioned his head again where it was before and started enjoying it.

“Bring the dildo,” I told him as I wanted to fuck at that time, and I knew he couldn’t fuck me for longer. Nikhil switched on the dildo vibrator and started rubbing it on my pussy.

“Mmmm, fuck me,” I said.

Nikhil inserted the dildo inside my pussy. I crossed my legs so that it got locked where it was. I pull Nikhil up and put his face on my nipple. He got the signal and started licking my nipples one by one. I was feeling tickling on my nipples, and that vibrating dildo was giving me immense pleasure.

I was rubbing my body on the bed in excitement. Then I got an orgasm. I opened my legs, and the dildo came out automatically like a bullet. I hugged Nikhil tightly. Then after gaining some air, I asked Nikhil, “Hand or mouth?” For which replied mouth.

I sat on Nikhil in the 69 position. My pussy was in his mouth, I was licking his dick, and he was licking my pussy. Then I took his penis in my mouth and started stroking. After 7-8 strokes, Nikhil said, “I am cumming.” I immediately pulled his penis out of my mouth and grabbed it with my boobs.

Then he released onto my boobs. I remain in bed for some time. Spreading Nikhil’s cum all over my breast using my finger and licking my finger. I was still in the mood. I could go for the second round right now. But Nikhil went to the bathroom and could not do another round.

After a bath, I wore a long skirt with no panty underneath and a push-up bra without any top. I kept a top handy in case any guests came. When I came out of the room, Nikhil was working on his laptop. As soon as he looked at me, he left his laptop and came to me.

He buried his face in my cleavage and kissed me all over my boobs. He squeezed my boobs in his hands. Then he kissed my shoulder and came to my back. He was kissing my shoulder and then back. He was moving down by continuously kissing and licking my body.

His hands were squeezing and messaging my boobs over my bra. I have been feeling the sensation I have wanted to feel since morning. I immediately pulled up my skirt when he reached to the skirt belt while kissing and licking. My naked ass was in front of his face.

He buried his face in my butt crack and started licking there. I was going mad. He slowly moved down, and his tongue reached my asshole. He licked my asshole and dug his tongue there. My legs started trembling, and I was losing control of my legs.

Now I dropped my skirt and pressed my boobs with my hands. Nikhil was still in my skirt, licking my asshole. Then I started feeling an orgasm. I moved a little, and Nikhil also moved with me. I bent forward and held the dining table tightly. I was feeling to pee, but I knew it was not pee.

I was getting a wet orgasm this time. And then, with a blast, I squirt on Nikhil’s face. I was unable to stand anymore. My full body was trembling. I collapsed on Nikhil. He held me and carefully laid me down on the floor. I was still trembling, lying on my love juices.

Then Nikhil kissed my forehead and sat over there for some time.

Then after 15-20 minutes, I stood and removed my skirt as it was wet. Now I was naked. I walked to the mop cabinet. I made sure that my ass looked like a pendulum to Nikhil. I brought the mop. Nikhil was also naked now. He removed his clothes because his clothes were also wet.

I reached close to Nikhil and bent to sit on the floor, keeping my ass toward Nikhil. I cleared the mess. While cleaning the floor, I was moving my ass to tease Nikhil.

“Looks like you still want more,” Nikhil said with surprise.

I said nothing. But I don’t know why that day I wanted to remain naked. I enjoyed walking naked around the house. I went to bathe again and kept the door ajar. Nikhil walked in he applied soap on my body, back, hips, boobs, nipples, and pussy.

I also applied soap to him. His dick was still tight. Then we both wash off each other’s soap under the shower. We didn’t do much in the bathroom. Then I came out and wrapped the towel around. My son was still sleeping.

I went to the kitchen and started preparing breakfast. Then Nikhil came without anything on him. He pulled my towel, and I was naked again. I didn’t react as if nothing had happened. I was expecting that. We did nothing there, just behaving like it was normal.

I arranged breakfast on the dining table, and Nikhil helped me. We sit on chairs. It felt different, touching the chair with bare hips. After breakfast, we sat there for some time. My head was on his chest, and my hand was on his hairy chest. Then after that, we dressed up and started our daily chores.

Nikhil remained busy with his official meetings, and I was busy with our son.

After dinner, we played with our son, and soon he felt sleepy. After making his bed, I went to the bathroom. When I came out, Nikhil was standing in front of the TV and changing the channel.

I quietly went to him and immediately down his pyjamas and underwear in one go. Nikhil didn’t react much. He calmly removed his t-shirt as well and started changing the channel again.

“I thought you would remove my clothes,” I said disappointedly.

“I will,” Nikhil said and switched off the TV. I guess today you wanna remain naked,” he asked with suspicion.

“Yes, today I don’t want clothes. I want to roam around the house naked without any worry or shame,” I replied excitedly. Nikhil came to me, kissed my lips, and squeezed my boobs while kissing. Then he undressed me. Now both of us were naked.

“You shameless, you want to walk around naked? Wait here,” Nikhil said and went to our room. He brought the baby monitor from there.

“Come with me,” he said and grabbed my hand.

“Where?” I questioned him.

“To the terrace,” he replied.

“Naked,” I asked with surprise.

“You want to be shameless,” he replied.

When he said that, I felt butterflies in my stomach and pussy. I start walking up the stairs ahead of Nikhil. My ass was at his eye level.

“Your ass is inviting me like it is saying fuck me here,” he said with excitement.

I bent a little moving my ass toward his face, and started again as soon as he tried to touch it.

Finally, I reached the top. But before opening the terrace door, my heart pumped hard. My hands were shaking. I didn’t know if our neighbour would see us naked. Anyhow, I opened the door and got my breath back. I realised it was a new moon night, so there was dark on the terrace.

We came out on the terrace, and both of us were naked.

“I want to fuck you under the open sky,” Nikhil expressed his desire.

“You thought that I came here naked just for a night walk. I want the same,” I said in slutty voice.

We sat on the floor so that the boundary wall would cover us. First, Nikhil sat then I sat on his lap. His penis was touching my pussy. It was fully erected and could easily go in with a little adjustment. But I knew Nikhil couldn’t hold it long.

Nikhil put his lips on mine. His hand was squeezing my boobs while the other was holding me from my back. I was caressing his back while rubbing my pussy over his penis. Then he broke the kiss and started sucking my nipples. I pushed his head towards my boobs.

Then suddenly, his penis entered my pussy. He immediately reacted and laid me down on the floor. Then he comes on me in the 69 position. He was licking my stomach, then around my pussy. I was feeling the sensation in my pussy. So I was moving a lot.

Then he positioned himself so that his penis was just near my mouth. Now he licked my pussy. I grabbed his hips and pushed him down on me. He was licking my pussy like a dog. I was becoming restless. I started licking his scrotum.

I pushed him down further and started licking his asshole. He was now licking my clitoris. I was making sounds, but I didn’t want to attract neighbours. So I kept my mouth shut. “Fuck me now,” I ordered him when I knew I couldn’t keep my mouth shut for long.

Nikhil immediately set his penis on my pussy. As it was already wet with his saliva, his penis slid in smoothly. I knew Nikhil would not remain there for long. I wrapped my legs around his waist and hugged him tightly. He started fucking me after some time. He released inside me.

We both lay there for some time, panting, looking at the sky.  After a few minutes of rest, we went to our room and slept naked.

Day 3

It was Saturday, and Nikhil had off. We planned for a shopping and amusement park visit. It took the whole day. We had dinner in a restaurant while returning home. When we reached home, my son was almost asleep. I slept with him in his bed, and after that, I came to my bed. I don’t remember when I slept.

Day 4

On Sunday, we woke up late. After the bath and breakfast, Nikhil started watching TV. My son was sleepy, so I made him sleep and came to Nikhil after that.

When I reached Nikhil, I saw he was watching our Jaisalmer video, basically my porn. “Do you want to watch porn today,” Nikhil asked.

Sometimes at night, we watch porn to set up the mood. But today, he was asking in the daytime, which means he wants to make a mood. But it clicked me an idea.

“Do you remember you suggested I write about my sexperience? I wrote it and posted it online,” I told him.

Nikhil suggested I write about my bed experience with him after a few months of marriage. But I never mentioned my writing. He never talks about it again. So he never read any of my posts.

“Instead of watching porn, why don’t you read my posts on Indian sex stories,” I suggested to him. “You did?” he was surprised.

I opened the website and showed him my post. He read, “My first intimate relationship,” Part 1 and 2. While reading, his dick was hard. I can see the tent. Then, he read, “For the baby.” Day and night, he was reading out so I could listen.

While he was reading, I removed his pyjamas and underwear. I was playing with his dick. I was licking it, stroking it with my hands, sucking it, and brushing it with my nipples. He was aroused by reading those posts. He told me to keep doing it, and he kept on reading.

Then he ejaculated when I was jerking him. His semen was on my hand. I cleaned his dick and my hand with his underwear. Nikhil was still reading. After finishing ‘For the baby,’ we hugged each other and slept on the couch.

We woke up when my son woke me. It was evening, so I started preparing dinner after tea. Nikhil played with our son. After my son slept, I went to the living room, where Nikhil was watching TV.

“Have you completed, “A helping dick?’” I asked Nikhil.

“No, I thought we would read it together,” Nikhil denied and added, “naked.”

“I can’t be naked. My shield is up,” I informed him that my period had started.

“But I can make you naked,” I added.

Nikhil read the post, and while reading, he was playing with my nipples. After completing it, he asked me, “Do you love me? Did you like when I let you enjoy with someone else?”

“I will always love you. About the guy, I imagined you all the time. I enjoyed it, and I respect you for letting me enjoy it.” I replied to him while hugging him tightly.

“Do you want to do it again,” Nikhil asked.

“Hmm, I don’t know, maybe, not very frequently. But it can be done occasionally, but if you don’t want it, I am also happy.” I answered his question.

After that, we went to our room to sleep.

“I think you should write in Hindi as well. It will give more depth,” Nikhil said while we were in bed.

“It sounds slutty and cheap, like, “Nikhil mere mumme daba raha tha, ya, woh apne lund ko meri choot par ragad raha tha,” I think it will kill my writing,” I defended my English writing.

“I don’t know about your writing, but how you said it already aroused me,” Nikhil replied with fun. That night, we cuddled a little, and as I didn’t want to move a lot, I slept.

Day 5-9

We cuddle sometimes, and Nikhil plays with my boobs. But I don’t do much for Nikhil. I know if I see him naked, I will need sex which we can’t do right now.

Pehle parts ko padhe. Usse aapko sequence aur samajhne mein asani hogi. Nahi to kuch samajh nahi ayega. Aur aap bhatak jayenge.

Agar aap yeh series dhyan se aur gehrai se padh rahe ho to aap jarur chouke honge. Maine aapko koi lesson and practicality ki baat nahi bataya. Uska reason yeh tha ki main aapko yeh practically dikhana chahta tha.

Jab insaan dara hua yani stress mein hota hai tab sex ka maza dugna ho jata hai. Isliye main, Karan yeh occult ka scene dala tha jisse aapko dar lage. Agar aap dare honge tab aapko kahani ke last mein woh sex wala scene bohut hi jada maza diya hoga.

Yaha psychologically Karan aapko iss story ke madhyam se kath putlio ke jaise nacha raha hai aur aap naach rahe ho. Maza dono ko aa raha hai. Par koi naachke maza le raha hai to koi nachake maza le raha hai.

Isko hi manipulation kaha jata hai. Ise aap black magic bhi keh sakte ho. Kyuki jitne bhi tantrik aap pe black magic karte hai woh aapke andar aisi hi koi dar bithayega. Aur aap dheere dheere uss darka shikar ho jayenge.

Kyuki aapne tabse hi dar ko dabana suru kar diya tha. Jitna dabaoge utna hi woh tumare saamne ubhar kar aayega. Yeh society tumhe sex ko dabana seekhaya tha na? To kya hua usse? Sex to aur bhi jada ubhar kar aaya na?

Koi janwar apni sex ko nahi dabata. Aare tum log to janwaro se bhi battar ban gaye ho. Socho thoda. Charo taraf jitni prostitutes dikhengi woh iss society ka hi kartut ka fal hai. Pehle male prostitutes nahi hote the par aab woh bhi ban gaye na?

Aur maze ki baat yeh hai ki sex to stress se paida hota hi hai. Par sex ke baad to stress aur bhi jada ho jata hai. Jisse tumari neend gayab ho jata hai. Isliye tum log raat raat bhar jage rehte ho. Aur kar bhi kya sakte ho? Neend aayegi nahi to soge kaise?

Society mein sex jitna badega utna hi stress badta jayega. Aur neend kam hota jayega. Dekho apne charo taraf, tumhe khud hi pata chal jayega. Tum log to chale the stress dur karne, isliye to masturbation karte the na!

Ulta hasi aata hai mujhe yeh dekhke ki ulta tum aur bhi jada stressed ho gaye. Kaisi nadani hai yeh!

Aaj western countries mein log neend ko bhi kharidne ke liye taiyar hai. Woh log aab sex nahi chahte kyuki usse unka maan ubb chuka hai. Bas koi unko sula de shanti se. Aab neend bhi gayab hone wala hai.

Fir aisa bhi samay aayega jab tum yeh sunoge ki pehle ke jamane ke log let te hi so jaate the. Tumko yeh kahani lagega. Tum kahoge ki kaisa majak hai yeh! Tum dar ke wajah se bhagwan ko maante ho.

Aur jab bhi tum darte ho tabhi bhagwan ko bulate ho na. Yeh saara dimag ka khel hai. Agar tum meri kahani se itna nachte ho. To soch ke dekhna jab tum mere saamne hoge tab main tumhe kaise kaise hypnotize kar sakta hu.

Isliye main to kisike saamne jata hi nahi kyuki mere sirf dekhne se hi log pagal hone lagte hai. Baat karna to dur ki baat.

Main, Karan chahta hu ki tumari aankhe khul jaye. Nahi to andhe to the hi sathme behre, lule, langde sab ban jaoge. Pehchano apneko babu! Tum koun ho. Tumhi ho jo sab kar sakte ho, aur tum dusre bhagwan ke bharose baithe hue ho.

Agli subah maine pucha-

Main: Yeh kis tarah ka shadi tha?

Maa/ patni: Ise tum pisach vivah keh sakte ho.

Main: Hum dono pisach kabse baan gaye?

Maa: Kal raat tujhe sex karte vakt khudka hosh tha? Mujhe to nahi tha.

Main: Na, mujhe bhi nahi tha, bandook bas dhadadhar chalye jaa raha tha.

Maa: Yo main hum dono ko kya kahe, pisach hi to hue na?

Main: To saare log bhi to behoshi mein sex karte hai. To kya sab pisach hai?

Maa: Bilkul, saare pisach hai. Lund se to bohut masturbation kar liya. Aaj main tumhe cosmic masturbation sikhati. Par nahi ho payega kyuki teri saari energy flow ho gayi. 1-week tak energy saving karo and wada yaad rakhna ki lund ko haath bhi nahi lagana. Kyuki woh sirf meri amanat hai. Uuse chhuna mat.

Maine apni lund ko unke hoth ke saamne pakda aur unhone sirf thoda sa chusa aur smell kiya. Fir chhor diya.

Maa/patni: Tum apne lund ko haath nahi laga sakte par meri chut sirf tumari amanat hai. Isko tum haath laga sakta jab chaho tab.

Maine unke chut pe jor se thappad lagaya aur kaha

Main: Sachme?

Maa/ patni: Ufff! Aap bhi kya karte ho. Bohut dard hota hai. Aise na maro.

Main: Ok meri jaan!

Uske baad wohi fir dono uthe and kaam kar liya apna. Haa ghar mein ek khushi tha. Aise hi 4 din beett gaye. Aab mujhe hone laga tha problem. Maine 4 din se masturbation nahi kiya and upar se meri rani sahiba ka order tha ki yeh property unki hai.

Kaisi gulaamo wali jindagi hai meri. Uff apna body apna na raha! Shayad isliye biwi ko panouti bhi kehte hai log. Yeh mujhe aaj pata chal raha tha. Aare biwi to hai hi, saath mein maa bhi hai. Aab to aur bhi jada problem.

Biwi ko to fir bhi mana liya jata hai jor jabardasti se. Par maa ko kaise manaoge. Jo keh diya so keh diya. Upar se dhamki bhi aisi ki kya bolu. Koi gala kaatne wala dhamki deta hai vala! Ek hoshiyar maa hi de sakti hai.

Kyuki unhe pata hai agar janam se sakti hai to maar bhi sakti hai, pura right hai. Aur upar se kaha ki jab bhi man kare unke chut ke saath khel lena. Aab jata bhi hu. Par desire maano jwalamukhi banke bahar aane lagta hai par nikal nahi pata.

Na khud meri lund ko haath lagati hai aur na mujhe lagane deti hai. Sabke liye mera sujhaw yahi hai ki biwi aur maa dono praniyo se bachke rehna chahiye. Kyuki dono ek hi chudail ke do naam hai.

6th day pe aur sehen na hua. Main jaake unko pagalo ke jaisi chumne laga. Sab jagah, literally sab jagah. Maine haath se unke chut ko chhuya tha waha tak sab sahi tha. Par jab main lund ko ghusane gaya woh uthke chali gayi.

Ladkiya jab tease karti hai woh bohut khatar nak hota hai. Shayad yeh teasing cheez hi ladkiyo ke liye banaya gaya hai. Aab jab wapas aayi saathme chaku le aayi.

Maa: Yeh chaku dekha na! Yaad to hoga hi ki kyu yeh chaku hai. Tune uss din sirf maa se nahi patni, beti aur jitne bhi rishte hai sabse tune wada kiya. Aur uss samay main teri maa, behen, beti aur jitne bhi rishte hai woh sab tha. Woh saare rishte tere se ek sath wada liya tha.

Maa: To tu yeh na samajhna ki tune sirf ek wada kiya hai. Hum dono ke bich mein hajaro, lakho karoro, infinite wade kiye gaye the. Isko main tutne nahi dungi, chahe kuch bhi ho jaye. Maine to kaha tha ki main apna gala cheer dungi, par pehle tera gala cheerungi fir apna. So maine sach bola tha.

Maa: Kyuki ek napunshak jo apne semen ko sambhal nahi sakta. Woh meri jaisi level ki ladki ka beta to kya pati banne ka bhi layak nahi. Isliye khudko proof karo yaa fir maro. Mujhme koi daya hai nahi. Jo chahiye to bas chahiye.

Main: Tum maa nahi chudail ho.

Maa: Haa woh rishta bhi hai, bola tha na ki saare rishte hai, jise bhi main manna chahu. Bas ek din bacha hai tab tak mujhe jitna chhuna chaho pura pyar se chhuyo. Par tumara lund mera hai. Uspe mere order ke bina koi haat nahi lagana.

Maa: Tum chhuyo na mujhe, chahe mere gaand mein hi pura haath- pair ghusa do main seh lungi. Par woh lund sirf mera hai. Kyuki jitna mujhe chhuyoge utna hi tumhare andar desire badega. Wohi to main chahti hu.

Kehke sachme jor jor se rakshasi jaise hasne lagi. Yaar pehli baar mujhe ghutan ho raha tha. Yeh kaisa contract tha jisme main bina soche samjhe kud pada. Ek machhli jaise pani ke bina tadap ta hai waise hi main tadap raha tha.

Par ek baat jarur kehna padega. Itne din khana bohut sahi level ka kha raha tha. Especially fatty food, kyuki fat se testosterone boost hota hai. Dry fruits, aur bohut kuch, par veg le raha tha. Kyuki woh jaldi hajam ho jata hai.

Aisa nahi ki hum non-veg nahi khate, hum Bengalis sab khate hai. Koi rok tok nahi. Main to yahi salah dunga ki kabhi pi kisi tantrik ke chakkar mein na fasna. Bohot bura fasoge.

Shayad tumne yeh suna hoga ki tantrik ne insaan ko chuha, billi etc janwaar mein badal dete hai. Haa yeh sach hai. Kyuki body ko to nahi badala jaa sakta par tumari memory ko jarur badla jaa sakta hai.

Koi agar tumhe hypnotize karke tume kahe ki tum billi ho, to tum mew mew karte rahoge. Aise hi badle jaate hai insaan ko janwar mein. Tantrik log sirf tumhe hypnotize karne ki kousis karenge. Sabdhan rehna.

Jab bhi koi naye insaan se miloge tab usko jara gour se dekhna, jo sadhak log hote hai woh hamesha chupchap rahenge, unki palak jaldi nahi jhapakti. Aise pehchan sakte ho sadhak ko dekhkar.

Kyuki jaruri nahi ki har sadhak tantrik ho yaa fir har tantrik laal kapde pehne ghumte rahe. By the way next day meri partner mujhe cosmic orgasm seekhane wali thi. Maine socha.

Main: Chalo kuch to rahat milega. Kahi se to energy release hoga, kahi se to rahat milega!

Par mujhe yeh nahi pata tha ki mujhe infinite satisfaction milne jaa raha tha. Jiske saamne yeh sab masturbation chote chote tukde jaise lagte hai. Satisfaction ka pura sagar mujhe milne wala tha.

Abhi jab sochta hu unke baare mein tab yahi lagta hai.

Main: Chudail hai! Par meri pyari chudail hai! Sirf meri chudail!

To be continued. Agar kahani pasand aaye to feedback de [email protected] pe.

hi readers, today i am going to share my real life experience that happened recently. so, without wasting time let me start the story.

So i am 23 yrs old software developer working from home. I am 5’11 with strong physique and i have a 6.5 inch thick dick. So the story begins when one day my friend aman(name changed) told me that he is going on a trip to shimla with his elder sister Akanksha ( name changed) as she had some work there. she is 25 yrs old and had a perfect figure 34b-30-36 with a perfectly shaped butt and thick thighs. so he asked me whether i could company them as he can’t drive too much alone. so i agreed.

The day before leaving my friend girlfriend also joined us and she is also coming with us. her name is harleen( name changed). She is quite chubby and have big boobs and ass. It was a 3 days and 2 night trip. So in the morning we head towards shimla and we reached their by 2 in the afternoon. then my friend elder sister finished her work and we move towards our hotel around 6.

We had booked 2 rooms. one for Akanksha and harleen . other one for me and my friend aman. then after resting for around 2 hrs we all came inside one room and started drinking and partying.

We all were very drunk till 9 pm and my friend elder sister akanksha was hitting on me and we all danced together. bit i didn’t do any thing because my friend aman was there.

Then suddenly my friend aman and his girlfriend harleen went to another room and locked it from inside. Now, akanksha and i were alone in the room. Then i lightened a ciggeratte then suddenly akanksha came and asked
akanksha – can you share your ciggeratte with me?

me – ohh do you smoke?

akanksha – yaa, sometimes but my brother doesn’t know about it and i cannot smoke in front of him as he will tell this to their parents.

me – no problem, you can smoke with me i will not tell him about this.

akanksha – thankyou very much

Then while smoking we talked to each other about normal things then she suddenly asked me will you like to dance with me as i think my brother and his girlfriend will not come out before 3-4 hrs and we should not ruin our night. I agreed.

She was wearing a denim jeans and a long top above it and i was wearing shorts and a t-shirt. then we started dancing and we locked the door from inside.

While dancing she put her hands on my chest and told me that your muscles are very tight to which i reply that you are very hot too.
Then she asked me that do you have a girlfriend??

Then i told her that no i am single right now. then she told me that she is single too. Then i put my hand on her waist and we were very close to each other and continuously looking into each other eyes.

Then we locked our lips and kissed each other and exchaned our saliva. we kept kissing for 10 mins then i step back and said – What if your brother caught us??

Then she replied don’t worry he is not coming soon.
Then she pushed me on to the sofa next to the bed and show her seductive moves and gave me a lap dance. I was on cloud 9. Then she came and sit on my lap facing me and she was kissing me madly.

I grabbed her butt and squeezed them hard. she left out a soft moan and said – you are aggressive. i said – and you are a bitch.
Then she took my t-shirt off and start licking my upper body.

I also removed her top and unhooked her bra. her boobs were so soft. I squeezed them hard and gave love bites on it . She was going crazy and rubbing her pussy over my dick. Then i pushed her down and told her to suck my dick.

She took out my shorts and start squeezing my dick over my underwear. Then she took out my underwear and said – you have a big and thick dick i had seen till now.

I said this is all your now my bitch. then she started stroking my dick and then started sucking it. She was a pro at sucking . She was not able to take it deep so i hold her hair and pushed it inside her mouth untill she tap my thighs with her hands to leave her. Then she licked my balls and suddenly from balls she started moving towards my ass.

Me – you are very nasty and horny akanksha.

Akanksha – i always had a fantasy to get dominated and give a rim job to someone.

Me – i will let you know how dominant i am.

akanskha – i am your slave daddy, use me as you want to. no questions will be asked.

I got very horny after listening this.
I put her head and pushed it towards my asshole. She licked it all over and start pushing her tongue inside my asshole and stroking my dick with her one hand.

Then i pushed her with my leg slowly and stood up. Then i kissed her hard and removed her jeans and panty.

She was all naked now. her big ass and thighs we looking very hot. I spanked her hard and pushed her on to the bed and got on top of her. I put my dick between her boobs and start giving thrusts.

Akanksha – please fuck me daddy, i cant control.

me – wait let me please you my bitch.

I started licking her boobs and then her stomach and then i was licking the surrounding of her pussy. She was clean shaved. she was already very wet . I started rubbing her clit and pushed 2 finger inside her pussy she started moaning

Akanksha – aah, yess, keep doing this daddy, i will be your slave for rest of my life aaahhhh.

Then she hold my head and put it on her pussy and i licked her for 15 mins and she had an orgasm and her juices came out of her pussy. I licked it all and kissed her and gave all her juices to her.

Then we switched to 69 and she was aucking my dick deep then i put my one leg on her neck and pusher her down on my dick for 10 seconds. She was coughing and my dick was all in saliva. I was licking my best friend sister pussy and i inserted 2 fingers in her ass hole. She liked it.

Then i spank her hard and put my finger prints on her big ass.
Then i told her i want to fuck you bitch . I made her into doggy style and omg the view of her ass was amazing then i pushed my dick in her pussy by holding her butt cheeks.

She was in pain so i put my underwear in her mouth so that no one listens. I told her to spread her ass cheeks with both her hands while i fuck her. she did that i simultaneously started finger fucking her asshole. The i removed my underwear and she took a deep breath and started saying

akanksha- yes yes yes fuck me hard, i never felt this feeling before, you are too good daddy. aaahh harder, don’t stop.

I put my toes in front of her mouth while fucking my best friend sister and she licked it. I fucked her continously for 10 mins then i hold her hairs and mouth fucked her. I slapped her on her face and she came on top me and put my dick in her pussy and started riding me.

She came forward and i started squeezing and licking her boobs.the she had her second orgasm and started shivering as i didn’t stopped. I spanked her hard in that position and grab her big butt. Then after 15 mins i was about to cum then i told her to give me a blowjob. She did that and i came in her mouth .

She swallowed it all and cleaned my dick. It was a great sex for both of us and we both enjoyed . Then we both hugged each other on the bed for 10 mins while kissing each other. After that we smoked a ciggeratte together naked. Then as we wore our cloths suddenly someone knock the door and we both got frightened.

to be continued….
what happened after that will tell you in the next part. you will be shocked after listening it. girls looking for hookup can mail me on [email protected].

Karan was a talented engineer fresh out of IIT Bombay. He had always dreamed of starting his own company. After a few years of working for a large firm in Mumbai, he decided to take the plunge. He set his sights on Kolkata, a city he had always loved for its rich culture and history.

He spent months preparing for the move, networking and trying to drum up support for his fledgling company. Finally, the day arrived, and he packed his bags, ready to embark on this exciting new chapter in his life.

Upon arriving in Kolkata, Karan immediately set up his company. It wasn’t easy, as he had to navigate the city’s complex bureaucracy and deal with a host of other challenges. But he was determined to succeed, and he refused to let any obstacle stand in his way.

As his company began to grow and thrive, Karan realised that he needed to hire some help. That’s when he met Pallavi, a recently graduated college trainee. Karan was impressed by Pallavi’s intelligence and drive, and he offered her a job on the spot.

Over the next few years, Karan became a mentor to Pallavi, helping her develop the skills and knowledge she needed to succeed in the business world. He was proud of the progress she made, and he enjoyed watching her grow and thrive. As the years passed, Karan and Pallavi lost touch.

They both became busy with their careers and lives and rarely had the chance to catch up. But then, one day, out of the blue, Pallavi contacted Karan. She was now a hotshot executive at a major corporation in Delhi. She wanted to meet up and catch up on old times whenever Karan was in Delhi next.

Karan made a mental note but forgot all about it. He did go to Delhi often. One day, while at the Resident’s lounge at the Taj Palace, he was intensely negotiating with a client. He thought he saw a tall, shapely figure huddled over some laptops.

Pallavi was a tall, curvy woman. In her teens, she may have been called a few extra pounds. However, she had now blossomed into a stunning, attractive woman. Stately, elegant, and shapely, Pallavi was kind, courteous and had a gentle soul

He hollered, “Is that you, Pallavi?” She turned, and she came running towards him and hugged him. “Great to see you. Let me wrap up my meeting, and then let’s properly catch up,” she said.

Karan lost all focus on his intense negotiation by then and mutually decided to reschedule for the next day.

Delighted at the opportunity to see Pallavi again, Karan tried to brainlessly finish his emails and schedule. He realised it was impossible. Finally, she got free. They decided to head to the lounge for Happy Hour.

They sat down with a refreshing beverage. Karan couldn’t help but feel a sense of nostalgia wash over him. He remembered the early days of his company when Pallavi was just a bright-eyed trainee eager to learn.

As they chatted and reminisced about the past, Karan realised that he had developed feelings for Pallavi. She was no longer the young trainee he had once mentored. She was a successful, confident woman who had come into her own.

As they sat there in the warm glow of the lounge, Karan couldn’t resist the urge to be close to her.

“You’ve lost a lot of weight,” Karan remarked. “Is that why you are constantly checking me out now?” Pallavi remarked.

“I am just trying to imagine when did you become such an attractive woman?” he commented. “While your nose was inside your laptop, this last 10 years,” she said.

Both smiled. “Time for your 3rd Gin,” he asked. “You want me to be drunk?” she commented.

“Madam and Sir, the lounge will close soon,” the Waitress came and remarked.

“Well, I guess we will have to go to my room now,” Karan commented. “Aren’t you being too forward?” Pallavi shyly commented.

“I am being practical. That’s the easiest place to go, and I have a nice bottle of gin in the room.”

“As long as you don’t tell anyone and ensure I make it to my early morning breakfast meeting. Let’s go,” she said.

Both of them stumbled quickly into the room. Before the door shut, they grabbed each other into a warm embrace. While hugging each other, their comfort grew.

Karan slowly moved his head from her shoulder to her lips, and they locked into a deep passionate kiss. Running his hands over her, he brought them down to her soft back. Pallavi was wearing a Sari, which she often did for critical meetings.

Karan was unable to resist. He brought his hands down to her back and then to her ass, softly squeezing and clutching it. He continued kissing her passionately. He started unravelling her Sari while she started unbuttoning his shirt.

He pulled his vest out while he lay her on the bed and tried to open her blouse. The blouse had clips in the front. He was like, “Wow. This is fun and difficult at the same time.”

He softly grabbed her ample assets. He passionately opened her blouse and unhooked her bra. Lo and behold, they were soon stark naked. Pallavi was stunning. 5”7 and measuring 38-34-38.

She was shapely and voluptuous. Like a hot and tall actress. With large light brown areolas and erect nipples. Without waiting, she intertwined with each other, kissing passionately. She muttered, “I am already wet.”

Karan decided to enter. In missionary, he pulled her closer and slowly but firmly went in. Deep and with thrusting movements, trying to arouse her. Grabbing her palms, he kept thrusting on her wonderful breasts.

“Wow!” He remarked.

After about 10 minutes of fucking, while continuing to suck and kiss her lips. Every corner of her breasts, Pallavi turned around for Doggy.

Seeing her beautiful ass in all her glory was a sight to behold. Karan continued pulling her closer and thrusting deep inside her. Pallavi’s lightly coloured and shapely bum was driving him mad.

“What if I cum?” he asked, “It’s ok, I’ll take a pill,” she said, “don’t you fucking stop,” she said.

Then she climbed on top of him. He started squeezing her boobs with his left hand while she continued fucking him. “This is insane and amazing,” he said.

Sweaty and going mad with ecstasy, he resumed missionary, fucking her with even more passion. Then finally, both came in peace, climaxing in their full glory.

In the morning, as they lay tangled in the sheets, Karan knew that he had found something special with Pallavi. He vowed never to let her go again and to always be there for her as she continued to thrive and succeed in her career.

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It was a great erotic journey till now. I and Pranati both sat on the sofa, discussing how to evoke them. I got a great idea. It is easy to generate new ideas to seduce anyone. She was busy cutting her nails while listening to my plan.

Me: Mom, is Keshavi fucked by dad?

Pranati: I told you already she does not want to hang out with men. She is a lesbian. Better leave her.

Chaap! I slapped my bitch mom. She threw the nail cutter aside.

Me: I did not ask for your suggestion, mom. You told me your husband and another child are bisexual, right?

Pranati: Please call me by my name.

Me: Ok, Pranati. Answer me.

Pranati: Yeah, they are.

Me: How come your other son has not fucked you till now?

Pranati: Oh, actually, he tried. I did not want to make over with him.

Me: Why?

Pranati: Because he is not having a dick like yours (she chuckled).

Me: Then come and sit on your master’s dick, bitch.

I held her by the boobs and pulled her towards me. She came fast and hit me with her milky boobs. My mom sat on my lap, facing me. One of my hands automatically searched for the boobs. I put my left hand back on her and held her left boob through her left shoulder. I kept on squeezing my slave’s boobs.

Pranati: Aaahh. Squeeze them firmly. Those are yours.

Me: Then open your blouse. I want your bloody boobs in my mouth.

What choice does she have? She took her pallu off her with her right hand and put both her hands on her blouse buttons. She intentionally wants to lag in this situation. She held her blouse and covered her boobs. She wants to play with this situation.

Me: Please, mom, I can not wait to suck your bloody nipples. It is better to open it yourself. Or else you may need to buy a new blouse.

Pranati: Is it? What are you going to do?

And she took the hands on her blouse and looked at me hungrily.

Pranati: Your mom bitch needs you to tear the bloody blouse.

I held her by the hands and locked her in my grip. I took both her hands back of her and held them with my left hand. I took the nail cutter beside us on the sofa. I opened one of the sharpest nail files and placed it on my mom’s blouse.

Me: (while making a circular motion with nail cutter around her areola) Bloody nipples. Look how big they got.

Pranati: What to do, son? Your presence is making me feel horny. Tear it soon.

I put the edge on her top button and pulled aside, the top pin was cut. I can barely see my mom’s big boobs. I put the nail cutter on her second button.

Me: What the heaven you covered with your blouse, mom?

Pranati: The heaven awaits you. Bury yourself in that heaven.

I held her hands very tightly from the back. I am getting a heavenly feeling opening her blouse. For a second I put the nail cutter down and put my right hand on her neck under her hair.

I pulled my mom’s bitch toward my lips. I was kissing my bitch till my heart desires. She wants to free herself and grab my head while kissing. I did not give her that chance. She broke the kiss and told

Pranati: Bloody fucking mother fucker, free me.

Me: let me enjoy you, mom. Anyway, I should leave in three days. My HR has kept on calling me since last night. They want me in the office.

Pranati: (she came close to my lips) Then take me with you. I will come anywhere with you.

Me: Oh, is it? I need to poo. Clean my ass after it. Let’s go.

Then both of us went to the bathroom. I sat on the commode. I was about to poo, and my mom came on top of me. She sat facing me by laying both of her legs beside me. She was in a riding position, and my dick rose to its fullest. My black cock was touching her saree under her buttocks.

Pranati: This is my first sex in the bathroom.

Me: Then I am going to make it memorable.

Pranati: You want me to undress, sir?

Me: Only after I tear your blouse.

I put both my hands on my mom bitch’s blouse. With a smooth motion, I tore the bloody blouse for which her blouse pins hit the glass mirror beside us. Now she is free of her blouse. Chap! I slapped my mom bitch very hard on her right cheek and told

Me: Fucking bitch. Why do you want to wear your bra at home? From now on you should be free from the blouse also. That is your punishment.

Pranati: Ok, sir. (she put her hands on her big boobs and bitting her lips looking at me) How are you going to punish me tonight sir?

I put my right hand on her right bra strip and pulled her toward me. And I let it loose. Thip! was the sound after hitting her shoulder. I held her hands holding with my hands along with her bra

Me: By fucking you in front of your husband. And I will make sure you cry in front of him. He needs to know how his offspring got developed to this stage.

And I tore her bra too. As soon as I did, her big boobs stretched out vigorously. Now my slave is free.

Me: Undress, mommy.

She did. Now both of us are naked. Like the day we were born. My stomach wants to poo, but my dick wants to fuck. I thought how about doing both at a time, meanwhile I told my mom to get a candle and a matchbox along with my cigarette. She did exactly like a servant.

Me: Ride me, fatty.

As soon as I told her she came on top of me and guided my dirty black cock into her vagina. She put her left hand on my right shoulder and kept on moaning while guiding my cock into her clit. Her fluffy boobs were touching my bare chest while she was guiding me.

It was our first bathroom sex. She did. One-third of my cock went into her pussy. Still, 5 inches left. I need to poo very badly at the same time.

Me: Get ready to scream.

I put my hands on the bitch’s waist. I rammed my dick straight into her tight wet pussy over her soft boobs touching my chest, at the same time stool left my ass and water droplets in the commode fell on my balls. She moaned, “Aaaahh.”

Pranati: Oh my god. I feel your dick got increased this time.

Me: Thanks to you, mom. It is because of your bloody sucking. I think I can satisfy my future wife.

She held my head and rode me while my stool left my ass and fell in the commode.

Pranati: I won’t let you marry. I am your wife. And this black dick is mine. Aahh.

I put my right hand on her head and pulled her toward me.

Me: Ok. I will fucking marry you. That is my fantasy from now on. I want my fantasy becomes a reality.

I took one cigarette and lit it. I was smoking, fucking, pooing, and squeezing her boobs at the same time. While I was multi-tasking, my bloody bitch mom kept on moaning.

Me: (she kept on thumping me) How ( kept my hands in her hair) is it, bitch?

Pranati: (while riding me) Fucking awesome (aaah) dip-shit.

I took a deep drag and let it out on bitch’s boobs. In the meantime, I took one of her nipples and kept sucking. I smoked at the same time I sucked her nipple. My cigarette is about to get to finish. I was about to throw it and my mom told me.

Pranati: Pass me, put the cigarette in my mouth. My hands are busy.

I did. She took and deep drag and passed the smoke into my lungs while kissing me roughly.

Me: Suck my dick, bitch (I flushed the commode).

As soon as I told her, she got down on her knees and knelt lowering her bloody pink lips mouth towards my dirty black dick. She put my dick in her mouth. I felt her uvula touching my black dick head stretching her throat and entering deep down in her throat.

I held her head tight and rammed my dick forcedly into her fucking mouth, as I did that, the last waste from my ass fell in the commode and water droplets hit her chin. I pinned my bitch towards my dick while draping her soft and silky hair.

I kept on face fucking my slave pushing her hair deep down towards the commode. The best feeling in the world is a mom giving a blowjob to her son. Bloody bitches.

Me: I love you, mom. Please be my mother in the next lives also. (pushed her head) So that I can fuck you in every life.

She spat my black dick and told me.

Pranati: I wish god to wish me the same. I want you in every life. Except I can not wait till you are born. Instead, I will wish you to my husband. I can fuck you on the first night itself.

Chap! I slapped the bitch hard.

Me: I want you as my mom only. Because a man can feel more pleasure when he fuck his mom. And so do now. All mothers are gold diggers.

I took the water gun and cleaned my ass. I flushed the commode and looked at my slave. She wants torture, she wants pain, I can see it in her lustful eyes. I took the candle and lit it. I waited for a minute and told

Me: Sleep on the floor.

Pranati: What?

I demonstrated to her, what I am going to do. I tilted the candle aside and kept my hand under it. The hot wax fell on my hands. My mother rose and checked my hand.

Pranati: Are you nuts?

Me:(I showed her the dried wax) It is nothing. I want to put this wax on your breast. What do you say?

Pranati: I asked you for pain. But not this. I do not want this.

Me: it is up to you, mom. If you do not like it, neither am I.

Pranati: (she kissed me) Thank you.

Me: First, let me fuck you, I stopped in between.

I threw the candle aside, held my mom’s fluffy boobs, and pulled her onto me. I hugged her very tightly and kissed the bitch on her big pink lips. I took her lower lip and yanked it aside. Wild sex with the mom. I was damm horny.

Me: Mom, turn.

She did. And her back was facing me. I pushed her upper body down holding her hair wrapped around my right hand. I took her near the commode and put her head in the commode. Then slowly I inserted my dirty cock into her clit.

I held her waist with my left hand. I pulled her hair with my right hand and rammed the wet pussy in and out roughly. She kept on moaning in the commode. I slapped her ass cheeks, they turned red.

Me: Fuck you, bitch.

I flushed the commode again. Her face was hit by the water over which I was fucking her badly. With a jolt in my balls, I came into her pussy. She turned and cleaned my dirty black dick.

In the meantime, we heard the doorbell sound. My mom shivered and rushed to wear some clothes. I held her by the hair and threw her on the floor.

Pranati: What the hell do you want now?

Me: I want to pee in your mouth.

She knows that she can not convince her master. She held my dick with her right hand and aimed my dick straight at her mouth.

Pranati: Please do not pee on me. I should open the door. I know you won’t open it anyway. Please pee in my mouth only.

Me: Of course (one more doorbell ring), you should open the door.

Pranati: As you order, master, start peeing.

I slowly opened my piss portal and started peeing in my mom’s mouth. She happily took it and drank. I held my dick and turned its direction. It directly fell on her breast, face, thighs, and hair. She was smelling pee.

Pranati: What the hell did you do?

Me: It is my wish. You are mine. Only mine. Now go and open the door naked. And convince your daughter and husband, and son.

Pranati: What the fuck?

Me: They do not have a chance anyway. They will accept it. Because it is easy for them.

She turned and went to open the door. She did. And my beloved family members were shocked to see her like that. She somehow convinced all my family members and especially my lesbian bitch sister. Then later, I fucked her in front of my dad and brother. I had a threesome with my mom and sister too.

And in front of my fucking father, I fucked his wife’s pussy and throat. She kept on moaning while I fuck her in front of her husband. What can she do? Finally, my fantasy became reality.

Now my brother joined me and fucked his crush, my sister, and his sister too. My father was happy, I was happy, and my mother was happy too.

The end

I saw all these in my mother’s diary and wrote this story. Yes, this was my Mother’s Diaries. Hope you guys like it. See you with a new different story.

Hi guys, this is Manish back to share with you my next real episode. In the first part, I told you about the intense oral sex in 69 position of mom and me. I then masturbated seeing and rubbing her pussy with my penis. My cum spread all over her pussy to her breast. I was exhausted and we started getting dressed.

I was tired and sat on the chair and saw mom dressing. She cleaned the sperm on her breast and then she started wrapping her breast back in the bra. It was a wonderful sight to watch.

My mom then took some tissue paper and cleaned her pussy partly. She was back in the sari, I just said thank you to her. She ignored me and went out of the room.

Then the situation between my mom and me was a bit hard. I was still hesitant to talk to her freely. But frankly, I was enjoying it too.

Days passed, and I was waiting for an opportunity to have it again. I.E., eating mom’s pussy. She was quite normal these days with me. I was taking more care of my dad, taking him to the hospital, getting his medicines on time, and so on.

It was a Saturday, a holiday for me and I was in full mood to fuck my mom. But I was not getting a chance to interact with her. I was trying to touch her boobs but could not complete it fully because my wife was in the house only.

As my wife had gone to the bathroom that morning, I quickly entered the kitchen where my mom was cooking. I then grabbed her boobs and fondled them. Mom was a bit shocked and pushed me and warned me not to do anything wrong as my wife was still at home.

I was waiting for my wife to go to her job as she joined the boutique of her friend last month. It was around 9:30 am, she asked me to drop her at her job. I then quickly took my bike and dropped her at her boutique which was 5 km from my house.

I came back to my house, I was feeling the heat in my body. I looked for my mom in the kitchen, but she was not there. I then spotted her in dad’s room. She was talking to dad. I too talked to daddy and asked my mom to serve tiffin.

I was waiting at the dining table, and mom came and started serving food.

Me: Mom, I want once again today.

Mom: What?

Me: I want to taste your pussy juices.

Mom (after a small pause): Ok, but don’t misuse the chance.

Me: I will promise you that I won’t enter the pussy.

Mom: I will serve tiffin to dad and then I will come.

Me: I want to touch your boobs.

Mom: No, eat the tiffin.

I then got up and held mom’s boobs with my hand and started pressing them. I slipped my hand into jacked and touched her nipples.

It has gone for the next few minutes. I then started touching her pussy over her sari. I started feeling her pussy shape. Then I lifted her sari and touched pussy directly and started fingering. I could feel some moisture over my fingers.

She then quickly got away from there, and I sucked my fingers which got dipped in her honey pussy. I completed my breakfast and was waiting in my bedroom. Mom too completed her work and I could sense that she is free now.

She entered my room. I quickly hugged her and pushed myself over her body against the wall. I started fondling her boobs over her jacket. She quickly gripped my penis and touched my tip. I opened her jacket, I could see her cleavage. I took her right breast in my hand and started sucking her nipple. She moaned and we both were enjoying each other’s bodies.

Mom opened her bra and both boobs came out of the cage like roaring lions. I pushed my face between her boobs. I slowly whispered in her ear, “How are your boobs still stiff at this age?”

She told me with a naughty smile that it was unused for a long time and it had become stiff. I then took her sari. She was on her petticoat now. I took off my pants and I too was in my innerwear. I pushed my penis over her petticoat deeply. Then I sat in front of her and opened her petticoat.

Now my mother was fully nude in front of me. I spread her legs as her pussy opened in front of me. I started sucking her and this went on for the next 10-12 minutes. She then took the same position and took my penis in her mouth. She sucked it like a vacuum sucker.

At that time, my mom was very aggressive than before. She did for the next 15 months. I then made myself nude taking all my clothes off. I pushed my mom onto the bed and slept on her.

Two nude bodies were colliding against each other and a lot of heat was generated between them. I took time to suck her both boobs as if no one was going to come now.

We had 69 position and my mom was moaning a lot while in that position. I then got up and spread her legs and inserted my finger.

Mom’s pussy was now fully oozing liquids. I took my penis in my hand and rubbed over her pussy cleavage. I could sense mom was at the next level. She spread her legs more wide and wide. I slowly tried to enter her pussy, my penis tip just entered her pussy. My body was shivering and mom felt it too.

She was saying something to me in a low voice because of joy. I was unable to hear her. I went to her mouth and she pleaded and said not to enter pussy. As I bent, my penis already slipped inside her.

I then slowly started moving. She tried to resist a bit but later, she too entered the battlefield. I started stroking her more vigorously.

Mom’s boobs were floating on her body, and she was moaning. I increased my speed and in between, I even inserted my finger too in the pussy hole along with my penis. I was enjoying the fuck. I was fondling and sucking her breast. She was kissing me and told me in my ears to complete satisfying pussy.

With these words, I got an energy boost. My mom got an orgasm as I could feel it and I too cummed in no time. I took off my penis out from her pussy and I could see my sperm oozing out from the hole.

I gave her tissue papers and she wiped her pussy. She smiled and told me that she enjoyed it a lot. I then helped her to wear her bra, jacket, and petticoat.

In my next story, I will explain our adventures in the house.

Hi everyone again, I am back with the second part of the story! Thank you all for a good overwhelming response to my first story. Coming back to the second part of it. Do read the last part to know the back story.

Just to catch you all up with the story till now, Rahul and Anju went on a cruise where they entered their cabin and had steamy sex in their balcony. Anju went for a safety drill demo without a bra and only in a gown and then was back to the room to change and hit the bar. Now ahead..

Rahul saw Anju and was very excited. She was wearing a purple translucent shirt which revealed her black bra inside and denim shorts that finished just above her knees. She had a high ponytail and was looking ravishing. Rahul sees her and says, “Let’s go to the bar.” And they both close their cabin door behind and hit the bar on the 6th floor where there was a live music performance going on.

The bartender offers Anju and Rahul drinks and they both start with Teachers on the rocks. With 4 drinks down, Anju gets excited and asks Rahul to dance to the romantic hit which was being played by the musician. Rahul joins her and Anju forgets all and was deep in song and dance.

After a while, they leave the club and go for dinner. Rahul notices everyone on the side was clicking photos and making videos of their dance.

After dinner, Anju wanted to hit the deck on the 9th floor for some cool breeze. They then go to the deck and spend some time there. Rahul notices that the drinks they had was now hitting hard. Anju was going crazy in the cool breeze.

Before Rahul could just gather his thoughts, he sees his wife opens her shirt and jumps in the pool in her bra and shorts. He rushes to her and sees that she was enjoying in the water. She opens her ponytail and starts to put her face in the pool and swim. Rahul was in some sense and was watching his wife in the pool.

After two minutes, she starts to come out of the pool. The pool lights were shining on her wet body. Anju was in a bra and putting her hair behind. She was looking damn sexy. It gave a hard-on to Rahul who was her husband, so god knows what other people on the deck would have got. She was still drunk and comes and sits on a chair beside Rahul. Rahul stands up to fetch a towel for her.

When Rahul comes back, he sees that his wife was at the pool bar sitting and having drinks. Rahul rushes to the bar and asks the bartender, “How much has madam drunk?”

The bartender with a wicked smile replies, “3 large teachers.” Rahul then wraps Anju and takes her to the room. When they reached their deck room, Rahul sees that the room was arranged and a champagne bottle in the middle of the bed, and a note, “Welcome aboard, lovely couple.”

Rahul takes off all the wet clothes of Anju and makes her sit on the chair. He then keeps wet clothes in the bathroom and comes back to clear the bed. He sees his wife sitting on the balcony on the chair. He then starts to clear his bed. He too being drunk keeps stuff here and there and just clears the bed to fuck and sleep.

It was already 12:30 am and was the first of the five nights of the cruise. Rahul then looks in the balcony to find his wife standing all naked on the balcony and looking at the sea. He again gets an immediate hard-on. He removes his clothes and catches Anju and throws her on the bed.

Anju being totally out on drinks and horny acts to call him onto the bed. Rahul jumps onto the bed and pulls Anju by her legs wide open. He goes up licking from her thighs and starts to rub and lick Anju’s pussy. Within seconds, she was all filled with water in her pussy.

He continues to lick her pussy and Anju holds his hair and pushes his head hard inside her pussy. She starts to moan, “Fuck!! Fuckk!! Don’t stop!! Ahhh ahh yeahhhh!!!” the sound of her moan filled the room.

“Come on, my husband. It’s time for you to get the devil inside me. I am dining for it!!” saying this, Anju pulls Rahul holding his 7-inch erect dick and puts it in her pussy. Rahul then fucks her hard for 15 minutes in all possible positions. Anju had orgasms twice and then she was tired.

She says, “Now the real party starts. Many more fucks to come,” to which Rahul with his kinky smile says with a wink, “World-class experience is planned for you.”

Anju kisses Rahul in happiness and sleeps holding Rahul.

At night Anju feels a hand on her naked tummy. She in love and drunk mode holds the hand and kisses it. She feels the hand going up to her boobs and grabs it. He pinches her nipples and makes them erect. She could feel an erect dick on her bum.

She says, “Baby, you are again exciting me. I will eat you.” Saying this, she holds his dick and starts to stroke. Now the hand goes down to her pussy and finds that it was wet. He starts to rub it smoothly. The second hand comes from below her head to hold her boob and pinch her nipples. Anju starts to stroke his dick hard. Anju realizes the dick is a bit smaller than usual. But then she thinks it’s her drunk mode which is making her feel this. And she continues stroking the dick!!

Excited to read what will happen next? Want to know whose dick was that? Wait for the next part. But don’t forget to give your love to this part of the story!

And to my readers, all boys stay erect and all girls keep getting wet! See you all soon!

Hello, dear readers of ISS. This is part 1 of the 5th part of Kishen’s life-changing discovery series. It entails mild elements of cuckold and BDSM.

The time had finally come for Kishen to safely swap Neetu’s and Usha’s panties for new ones. Under the pretext of feeding Usha’s fish as she had gone to her native, Kishen entered her empty home. He sifted through Usha’s pile of dirty laundry.

To his surprise, he noticed a comparatively bigger pantie in a pile. It smelt different too. Realizing that it wasn’t Usha aunty’s or Neetu’s, he didn’t give it much thought and placed it aside.

For several minutes, he hugged and embraced the pile. It preserved the sweet smell of his Usha aunty’s sweat and perfume. He had all the time he wanted.

Kishen wasn’t keen on taking Neetu’s panties as he’s already hit the jackpot as far as fucking her was concerned. He even got a heavenly blowjob from Neetu earlier in the day before he left for his PU college.

“I could have just asked her for one of her panties. She would have given me. Why didn’t I think of it?” Kishen wondered.

Kishen took one of Usha’s pantie from the heap and left the house, fully content. Locking Usha’s main door behind him, he looked at the door opposite—the door to Manoj sir’s house.

“How would the fierce old man react to the news of Neetu and me? He sure would be red with anger,” Kishen thought and giggled.

In front of him stood the door to the house of the man who, years back, caught him and Neetu ‘exploring’ each other’s privates as children. Kishen and Neetu had even talked about that incident earlier that day in their conversations after she blew him.

Kishen looked cautiously to either side of the veranda to see if anyone was around. Seeing that the corridor was empty, some confidence and a sense of victory consumed Kishen. You know, the kind of ‘I’m an adult’ feeling after losing virginity.

Kishen stepped towards Manoj sir’s door. He took out Usha’s pantie and sniffed it while giving a challenging look at the nameplate titled “Manoj Mohan, Retd. Head Master.”

To Kishen’s utter shock, the door stood open, and there stood Manoj sir. He had been watching Kishen through the peephole of his door. Seeing Manoj sir’s inquiring demeanour, Kishen peed in his shorts out of fear. He barely had time to stuff Usha’s pantie back into his pocket.

Manoj sir stepped out, grabbed Kishen by the collar, dragged him into his house, and closed the door behind him, all in a few seconds. He pushed Kishen to the sofa in his living room.

Hearing the commotion, Deepti (Manoj sir’s obedient wifey) came out of her bedroom.

“Take that thing out of your pocket…” ordered Manoj sir, pointing at Usha’s panties sticking out of Kishen’s pocket.

“I don’t have anything, sir….” uttered Kishen, trying to cover the panties with his hands.

“How dare you lie to me!” said Manoj sir, reaching out to Kishen’s pocket. Even though the man was around 60 years old, he was as strong as a UFC fighter. Kishen’s grip on the pantie didn’t even have a chance.

“Hmm…what have we here?” said Manoj sir, holding the pantie and stretching it with both hands. He sniffed them, “So you’re lusting after Usha, huh?”

Deepti giggled, further embarrassing Kishen.

“If you don’t want the world to know about this, tell your mom that you’re in my house helping me with the PC and that you’d be here for a few hours. You have exactly 3 minutes. Now GO!” shouted Manoj sir.

Kishen ran out and did as he was told. He soon returned with Savitri. Upon hearing Savitri approach, Manoj sir quickly tossed the pantie to a corner.

“Sir, Kishen says you needed some help with the computer. He looks a little worried, is everything alright? Did he come up to some mischief?” asked Savi.

“No, Savi, everything is fine. The young man has always been scared of me. We will be good friends by the end of it,” replied Manoj sir.

“And if it gets too late, he is more than welcome to stay here, Savi,” added Deepti.

Savi nodded with a smile, leaving Kishen with Deepti and Manoj sir.

“Lock the door and take a seat,” said Manoj sir pointing to the sofa after regaining composure from laughing.

Kishen frantically did as ordered.

Despite a moderately big pot belly and grey hair, Manoj sir looked fit for a 60-year-old man. Kishen also noticed Deepti looking at him and smiling in an ‘I-wanna-sex-you’ manner. He felt awkward as he knew her as a chubby, soft-spoken and husband-worshipping woman.

Manoj sir took a chair, put it right in front of Kishen and sat on it with a forward-leaning posture. To Kishen’s eyes, he looked like a detective getting ready to interrogate. His face was inches away from Kishen’s.

“Remove your pee-soaked shorts. I don’t want you stinking up my couch,” ordered Manoj sir, rather sternly. Kishen was hesitant or rather processing what he had just heard.

“Now!” shouted Manoj sir. He began pulling down Kishen’s shorts from his legs just as Kishen’s trembling hands untied them. He tossed the piss-soaked shorts to the side, which Deepti picked up. Covering his bare groin with his hands, Kishen watched Deepti.

She disappeared into their house’s dark corridor, connecting the living room to their bedroom. He wondered what she was going to do with his pee shorts. Manoj sir looked at Kishen’s fearful eyes for a few moments and, of all things, smiled!

Kishen was utterly surprised by the sudden change in Manoj sir’s demeanour.

“Beta, I know you were scared of me when you were a boy. You are a grown man now. And we are adults…so please don’t be alarmed,” said Manoj sir.

Just then, Deepti came in with a towel and offered it to Kishen. She then picked Usha’s pantie from the corner of the room and handed it over to her husband. Leaning back, Manoj sir watched smilingly. Kishen embarrassingly stood up from the sofa to tie the towel around his waist.

“You are a very good young man! Neetu beti told me,” Manoj sir added as Kishen sat on the sofa. Deepti also sat on the sofa at a leg-length distance next to Kishen.

“Uh…Th…thank you, sir. I am sorry,” said Kishen, wondering how and when Neetu and Manoj sir started to get along.

“She also told me how much she found you to be respectful of me despite being weary of my strictness,” added Manoj sir.

Kishen was taken aback. He realized what Manoj sir was referring to in the conversation that Neetu and Kishen had earlier in the day. In the conversation, Neetu badmouthed Manoj sir for scolding them years back. Kishen was, however, annoyed and surprised at Neetu’s behaviour.

He took Manoj sir’s side by reasoning that what he had done was right as an adult. He also told her that it was bad to cuss at one of the most respected persons in the building. Manoj sir was also the leader of their residents’ association.

“Why did Neetu have to tell all that to Manoj, sir? Did he hear us and confront her? Is he planning something? Was Neetu trying to save my ass? Does he know that we are having sex?” Kishen wondered, looking confused.

“It’s a mark of your honesty and integrity, Kishen,” commented Deepti.

“…and after hearing that, I was looking to commend you myself. But doing it while catching you sneaking Usha’s underwear was not the way I wanted it,” added Manoj sir, as he played with Usha’s panties.

Kishen didn’t know what to say. He just looked down, embarrassed.

“I am sorry, sir,” he begged.

Kishen heard Deepti giggling again. He noticed she was looking at him as though they were playing a prank on him. And just as Kishen turned back to Manoj sir’s direction, he was shocked to see him fully immersed in sniffing the pantie.

Opening his eyes and seeing Kishen look at him surprised, Manoj sir leaned forward and asked him, “Tell me honestly, Kishen, as a friend, what do you do with these panties?”

“I…uh… I smell them and…” Kishen responded hesitantly, turning a couple of times towards Deepti. She was looking at him and smiling as though she was watching a reaction video.

“You masturbate…. I know. But be more specific, what else? Telling the truth will bring you great benefits,” responded Manoj sir.

“Well, I just…um…do the deed and go back to sleep,” responded Kishen.

“Ok, let me make this easier for you. Just answer with a yes or no. Don’t be shy. Ok?” asked Manoj sir.

Kishen nodded.

“While sniffing at the pantie and masturbating, do you see yourself being scolded by Usha aunty?”

“No,” Kishen responded, frowning a little.

“Do you see yourself being tied, humiliated, or even hurt by Usha or whoever you fantasize about?”

“No sir…” Kishen replied with a weirded-out expression, which Deepti noticed.

“Can I count on your honesty?” asked Manoj sir.

“Yes, sir, I am telling the truth. I don’t have such BDSM fantasies,” responded Kishen.

“Ok, I believe you. If you do such fetishes as I suspected from your pantie cravings, I need to tell you how to be cautious while practising it. It is, after all, sexuality, and one should embrace it. But one should also be careful of exhibiting it to people they only truly trust.”

“Otherwise, it can cause damage to the reputation. So, I need to once again confirm with you. Do you have such fetishes? Let me know honestly, and I can help you out,” added Manoj sir.

“No sir, that is not like me,” replied Kishen.

“How would you see me if I had such fetishes?” asked Manoj sir.

Drawing from the sexo-philosophical-cum-psychological insights that Tariq gave him, Kishen replied, “Well, no one should be embarrassed about their sexuality and sexual preferences, as long as the people involved are open to it.”

“Beautifully answered, Kishen,” said Deepti. “Glad to know you are aware of BDSM. Probably from porn, right?”

She then moved to sit cross-legged on the sofa, pulling up her nightie above her knees. Kishen couldn’t help but steal glimpses of her bare foot, dusky calves, toned darker knees, and fleshy thighs. His tool began tenting the towel he wore.

“Ah, somebody is horny for your legs, Deepti,” said Manoj sir, smiling.

Kishen looked down and covered his tent in embarrassment.

“C’mon now, don’t pretend to be shy. We know you did it with Neetu,” replied Deepti, surprising Kishen.

Sitting on the sofa, Deepti turned her body towards Kishen. She placed her legs on his lap and comfortably rested her head on the sofa’s armrest. She began to playfully push away his hands, covering his groin with her feet. She then started circling his tent with the sole of her feet.

Aroused, Kishen placed his hands on her chubby legs and watched her smiling seductively at him.

“To be sure, let me test and measure how far you can go with your pantie kink,” said Deepti.

Upon hearing Deepti, Kishen looked at Manoj sir. Sitting in utter silence of arousal, Manoj sir appeared to enjoy what he saw. There was a smile of approval on Manoj sir’s face. It allowed Kishen to rid of any inhibitions.

Deepti lifted one of her feet to Kishen’s face level and asked him to kiss it. Lovingly and romantically, Kishen began kissing, sniffing and rubbing his face all over Deepti’s feet. Watching him, Manoj sir did the same with Usha’s panties.

Deepti made Kishen turn to her side and placed her feet on his shoulder. He ran his hand through the length of her legs like they were brand new veenas. He could hear Manoj sir’s heavy and aroused breathing right next to him.

Sniffing Usha’s panties Manoj sir was observing them without batting an eyelid.  He was also rubbing his dick from outside his lungi.

“Lick it,” Deepti ordered in a rather loud and authoritative tone. But she noticed that Kishen became instantly hesitant. “Probably because of my dominating tone,” she wondered. However, Manoj sir leaned forward to lick it.

Wack! Deepti kicked Manoj sir’s face so hard that he fell on the floor. Kishen was taken aback and lost all his arousal.

“Not you! You old bastard,” Deepti shouted at Manoj sir with a fierce look.

Not saying a word, Manoj sir knelt on the floor, looking down at the floor like a slave. Kishen knew at that instance that he was getting into some BDSM and cuckold action and had to play along.

“Not my kink,” he thought. He, however, wasn’t any less excited. He only wished he watched more BDSM porn to get along better.

“Kishen, my newfound young and lively love don’t pay heed to how I treat this horny bastard. He deserves it. And tonight, you, my dear, deserve all my love and affection,” said Deepti in the polar opposite friendly and loving manner from how she just treated Manoj sir.

“Come, love, bring my feet together and lift them.” As Deepti asked, Kishen saw her nightie fall to her hip level, which she pulled further up. She revealed a plain light blue pantie tucked smoothly between her chubby thighs and tummy.

Folding her legs, she removed the panties and tossed them to him, which he caught with both his hands. It looked bigger in his hands, and he noticed a wet patch, which he sniffed with deep inhalations and closed his eyes.

And much to a delight, upon opening his eyes, Deepti spread her legs and started fingering herself. The whole of her hand appeared to slide into her fleshy pussy.

“If my pantie has served you well, Kishen, please throw it at the face of my useless old husband kneeling before you,” requested Deepti. Kishen was hesitant out of his respect for Manoj sir. But looking at Manoj sir’s eyes, he could tell that he wanted it and that it aroused him.

Kishen threw the pantie right at Manoj sir’s face. I watched him grab it and stuff it in his mouth. After a few moments, he laid it down on the flow next to Usha’s pantie and began sniffing them on all fours, like a dog. Kishen was amused to see that Manoj sir even panted like a dog.

“I am sorry, Kishen, that he snatched Usha’s panties from you,” consoled Deepti. “Continue sniffing on those, you dirty dog!” she ordered Manoj sir.

Deepti got up from the sofa and got rid of her nightie and bra. Looking at Kishen lustfully and playfully, Deepti revealed her heavy-hanging assets. Seeing Manoj sir engrossed in sniffing the panties, she kicked his buttocks hard so that he fell over on the floor, squealing.

She ordered him to strip while being on all fours. She asked him to cover his face with her panties and to wear Usha’s panties. Like a strict warden standing tall, Deepti observed Manoj sir do as directed. She placed a chair behind Manoj sir’s buttocks and tenderly directed Kishen to stand on it.

She then made Kishen deliver a painful wedgie to Manoj sir. She simultaneously suffocated Manoj sir by pulling hard the portion of her panties that covered the back of his head as though it were the string of a bow. She then vigorously stroked the stretched elastic and fabric up and down.

Manoj sir’s semi-muffled gurgle filled the room. Kishen was aroused watching the merciless dominance of the nude, chubby woman who was tender towards him. He couldn’t fully involve, though. It was all new to him, and he wasn’t particularly into the fetish.

Or so he thought. He was also mildly concerned about how Manoj sir would treat him after the session. Nonetheless, Kishen continued to wedge for a good while, hoping that Manoj sir was enjoying everything.

“Come here, you dirty dog!” Deepti ordered to a panting Manoj sir as she stepped to a corner. Manoj sir followed her on all fours. She then positioned her pussy to his face level and asked him to lick it. “Like a good dog.”

Kishen was surprised to see Manoj sir do it the same way a dog would. Panting with the tongue out, flapping it between his lips in a slurpy manner, and sloppily licking and sniffing Deepti’s pussy.

“Just like that. Good boy!” Deepti encouraged Manoj sir. The sight of Deepti semi-squatting and moaning at the oral from her submissive role-playing hubby made Kishen all the more aroused and equally curious. He stood there like an ardent observer who got to witness acrobatics up close for the first time.

“Freeze,” she said to the “doggo.” It stood still like a well-trained one.

“Kishen, grab that trophy from there,” she ordered Kishen, pointing at a near dildo-like trophy from their showcase. She encouraged Kishen to ‘do the deed.’ But seeing that he was scared to do it, she grabbed it from him and thrust it mercilessly inside Manoj sir’s asshole.

Seeing Manoj sir shriek and tremble in pain, Kishen was startled. Deepti momentarily broke her dominant character. She approached Kishen and whispered, “It’s ok, Kishen, he is enjoying it. Even I was fearful at first. We don’t cross the limits, and we have a safe word.”

“I’ll be right back,” Deepti said, snapping back to her dominant character as she walked to the room.

Kishen was left alone with the doggo. With the trophy sticking out of its ass, it turned to Kishen. It started coming near his leg, and began to sniff them. It playfully followed Kishen around as much as he tried to move away from it awkwardly.

Hoping to ‘help’ the doggo, Kishen pulled out the trophy in the process. Sadly, the doggo shrieked again in pain. Deepti returned just then, holding a ball gag, collar and leash, and a flogger.

Fitting them on the doggo, Deepti made it jump onto the sofa. Having it sit back, she pinched and squeezed its nipple, penis and balls. Much to the amusement of Kishen, not one sound that came from Manoj’s sir mouth resembled that of a human.

Kishen was far from being aroused from all that Deepti was engaged in. He noticed how, through each successive pain infliction, Manoj sir was staying erect and oozing cum. It was a sign that he was enjoying it all. In turn, it got Kishen more involved in watching Deepti inflicting pain on Manoj sir.

He watched her flog Manoj sir mercilessly. She pushed down the trophy up his ass and mouth several times. She farted on his face a couple of times and made him lick her asshole.

“Just like that… ooh yeah… Good doggo,” Deepti moaned as she looked at Kishen with a ‘do-you-like-what-you-see’ look. Standing watch with his hands mildly stroking his dick, Kishen stared back with curiosity.

He was more fixated on how she looked, bending forward for the doggo to lick her clean. With her legs apart and hands supported on either knee. The smoothness of her hanging melons beamed innocence, contrasting her dominating character.

For the first time, Kishen was also experiencing a special kind of erection. One that arises from helping others indulge in their sexual fetishes. Deepti was also charging Kishen up in another manner. The tendency to push himself in and ‘take charge’ of her was building up in him.

Deep inside, he began craving to be the master to the mistress and ‘rescue’ the doggo, or perhaps ‘own’ it. Uncertain of how he would perform or how it may turn out, Kishen suppressed his urges. He chose to watch Deepti taking the time to pleasure Manoj sir with pain.

Deepti and Manoj sir, on the other hand, was expecting so much that Kishen would go dominant. Deepti hoped that at some point, he would play along and attempt to do to her what she was doing to Manoj sir. Unfortunately, they mistook Kishen’s curiosity for indifference.

Deepti decided to ‘normalize’ things for Kishen.

“It doesn’t seem to go as expected. But he is a lovely young man. After I’ve satisfied Manoj, let me give him my all in the way he is most comfortable,” Deepti thought.