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Hi, this is Adhi again to narrate another experience of mine with my junior. For those of you who don’t know about me, just a small intro again. I am now 30 years old, married and working in a reputed organization.

Back in those times, I was slender, fair, handsome, and good in academics. But like most parents, I was brought up naïve with no scent of girls and had no idea of sex or masturbation even. No concept of good touch and bad touch. But there were so many girls who used to have a crush on me (My bad! I came to know about these only after I came to work).

This is about one such girl Abitha (name changed, obviously). She was one-year junior to me in college. We had done a lot of group activities together back then in college but I had no idea she had a thing for me.

Four years back, she befriended me on Facebook and we happened to live nearby. She was also studying in college. We used to chat as friends casually. One fine day, she just told me she liked me. I asked her how she likes me. She replied that I look good and she has been longing for a hug from me for so long. I replied that she can get it from me and I invited her to my house when my parents were not home.

The day came and she was having an exam in the afternoon. In the morning, she came to my house on the pretext of clearing some doubts. Both of our parents also allowed it since they knew each other. My parents were out of the house at that time and I was not expecting them until 2 pm.

We started conversing casually and we couldn’t see each other’s eyes for a while. She was wearing a churidar since she was on the way to college. She was looking beautiful. She would have stats of 34-30-32 roughly and any man would love to have her. She was not the slim type and there was so much flesh in her to be devoured.

For the exam, she had to leave by 12.30 or 1. It was around 12 pm and we were still shy since it was the first experience for her. Although I had already had sex before, it was not with a known woman. We both felt the sexual tension arising but we were afraid to make the first move.

Then my college junior girl even held my hands and rested her head on my shoulders. I could feel her hot breath. By 12 pm, she pretended to go to the college for exams and went to the room’s entrance. I could hold it no more. So I went behind her and asked her once if it was urgent. She replied that she has another half an hour.

Without waiting for her response, I lifted her and took her to the bed! We started giggling and started smooching passionately. We touched each other’s bodies and were moaning. We started removing each other’s clothes one by one and admiring each other’s assets.

Once we were completely nude, we lost all inhibitions and smothered each other with kisses and licked each other all over.

I guided her hand to my cock and while having a lip-lock, she started giving me a handjob. It felt so good. Slowly, Abitha kissed my chest, and my stomach and started kissing my cock. She pinched the tip of my cock a little as I let out a slight moan. I felt the sexy junior girl’s hungry eyes preying on my cock and she started to suck it slowly. My god! That was heaven. Her soft lips wrapped around my 6“ cock. I loved it as her tongue rolled on the tip of my cock as I was inside her mouth. I was shuddering all the while.

I started teasing her nipples and sucked on them for a while. I played with her back kissing and prodding every inch of her back. I pinched her hips and licked her navel. I teased her clitoris for a while and it was wet and slippery. I pinched it slightly as her eyes rolled back and let out a moan. I circled her pussy lips with my fingers and it was making her crazy as it teased her so much.

I kissed her thighs and bit there slightly. I kissed her toes and slowly moved upward toward her thigh. She became too sensitive and couldn’t hold it anymore.

After a while, I spanked the college girl’s ass a little bit and bit her nipples. Her breasts were covered with my love bites. I knew she was not a virgin as she had been operated for hernia or something. Hence I asked her once if I can enter her and she replied yes.

I slowly guided my cock into her vagina and it was already so lubricated. It felt soft and my cock was used to handjobs and masturbation only. This was a whole new experience altogether.

During the first few thrusts, I was too slow. I was trying to enjoy the friction between my cock and the inner walls of her vagina. I felt every bit of it. Then after that, I started pumping vigorously in the missionary position without break.

While fucking my college junior girl, she was moaning a lot. I kissed her lips and also teased her nipples and clitoris. She couldn’t control. Her boobs were bouncing up and down. She looked like an angel having the time of her life.

I then asked her to lift her legs and place them around my shoulders which squeezed her pussy a little bit more. This gave extra sensation to both of us. Also, my cock was slightly bent toward the right. This gave me a way to reach parts of her vagina that wouldn’t be reached by a normal cock.

I was oozing precum. We fucked for about 15 minutes and I was about to cum. I pulled out and stroked it on her belly to cum on her navel and belly. We both had a really great orgasm. But it was time for her to go to college for her exams and she left immediately.

We had a good time. Now both of us are married and both of us are stuck with traditional spouses who don’t allow us to see each other or anyone else. She even moved to Chennai after marriage. But whenever she comes to our city, we find time and escape to some place for 30 minutes.

Still, we continue our relationship and we would like more spice now. We now are into threesomes but I still have to convince her as she is also traditional. She now says she is open to doing threesomes with another girl but has to first know the guy before she can spread her legs.

I hope we have all kinds of sexperiences soon. Feedback is welcome to the story. Thanks, guys.

Hi all, Radhika here. Thank you for the amazing response to my previous series, ‘Office Manager Destroyed My Newly Married Pussy.’ It was an amazing experience with my manager and the lesbo with a colleague.

However, people asked me to share my previous experiences. So here I would like to share my first encounter with a dick in college.

I completed my intermediate and joined a degree at a college nearby. I was raised very strictly. My dad made me study only in girls’ school and college till then. I joined a co-edu college for my degree, and my happiness has no bounds.

I had a friend named Sandhya. She is a bitch like me as well. She is so hot and loves to explore. Now she got settled in the USA and experiencing big black cocks.

So the first week went very smoothly. The third-year students started to come. There are these two guys, Vinod and Akash. They are rich kids, and they have good looks as well. I instantly had a crush on Akash. He is around 5’8 in height and fair in colour. Vinod is a rough guy who is dark and around 6′ in height.

When they came to our class to welcome us, they had an eye on me. They even asked me to get up from my place and answer their nonsense questions. I was answering only for Akash, but Vinod had his eyes on me all the while.

So we had this freshers’ day on one weekend. As the program started in the afternoon, I informed my parents I would be late. I was so happy I left for the party in my best dress. It was a dress that I bought for my birthday.

At the party, seniors asked us to propose to one of the seniors for fun. When my turn came, I went directly to Akash and proposed to him as he was my crush. He took the rose, caught my hand, and kissed my hand in front of everyone. OMG, it gave me goosebumps, and everyone whooped for it.

At the end of the party, there was this DJ dance. I was dancing with Sandhya. Vinod came to me and asked me to dance with him. I rejected him, and when Akash came, I gave him my hand. So Vinod went to dance with Sandhya. But Vinod was jealous of me and Akash.

While dancing Akash held my waist as he slowly pushed my dress up and caught my waist directly. It sent goosebumps, and I was wet below. I asked Sandhya to join me in the washroom. I said I liked Akash and would love to be his girlfriend.

I also said that his touch was making me horny. I showed her my wet and soaking panty. She, too, showed hers. She said Vinod was pressing her everywhere, sticking his hard dick between her ass cheeks and rubbing it. We both giggled and went back to dance.

After the party, Akash introduced Vinod as his best friend and offered to drop me home. But as I was scared, I said no. Vinod offered Sandhya to drop her home, to which she said yes. While in auto, she called me and said if her parents call me, I should tell them she is with me.

I felt jealous of her and felt pity for myself. I could not sleep as I was eager to know what was happening between Vinod and Sandhya. After an hour-long pestering from me, I got an image from her. There was some long black, wooden type of thing in her mouth.

I didn’t know it was a dick. I had never seen a completely hard dick. I didn’t bother her that night. In the morning, I called her. She said she was not well and would not come to college today. I went to her home. As her parents were working, she was alone and in her night dress.

She looked so tired. I showed her the pic she had sent and asked her what she was sucking at night. She laughed so loud, catching her stomach. Then she said it would give us pleasure. She showed me a video where she is on her four, and Vinod is fucking her from behind, catching her hair.

The mobile was in her hand, and she was smiling, looking at it. Her boobs were jiggling, and she was moaning in a sexy tone. “Ah, Vinod, fuck me hard. I love your hard cock. Fuck me like a bitch.” Then she handed over the mobile to Vinod.

He started to zoom in and show how his dick entered her little pussy and stretched it. God! Looking at it, I started to leak below and showed it to her.  She smiled and said she had the best night, and Vinod fucked her three times that night.

I asked her whether she was a virgin. She replied yes until yesterday and got her cherry popped last night. I was listening to her moans. I wished I would moan for the pleasure I get when someone fucks me. I then decided to get my cherry popped by Akash.

So we started to chat and slowly started to do sex chat. We decided to meet one night. I asked Sandhya to cover me at my home, which she was happy to do and wished me all the best.

I shaved my underarms and pussy. I dressed sexily and left my home. Akash was ready with his car as he started the car and drove towards his home. He took my hand and placed it on his bulge. It was big, and the area was so hot. I felt that his dick was burning with lust. I smiled and kissed him on the cheek.

He asked me to unzip his pants and take his dick out. He didn’t wear any underwear, and he was in his tracks. I was holding his dick in my hands. I can’t tell you my feelings. It was the first time in my life that I was holding a solid hard cock which is hard. His dick was throbbing.

I played with it till we reached his home. He asked me not to get down and came to my side. He opened the door and carried me to his room. Every woman wants to be treated like a queen, and he treats me so. I was unable to control myself.

We started to kiss there and pushed the door closed as there was no one. We didn’t waste time. I was so eager to watch his dick closely I pulled his pant. His dick popped out like a spring as I pulled his tracks down. It was also a white dick like the one I saw in the porn videos that Aakash sent me while we chatted.

I knelt and went closer to it to watch it. It was moving up and down. I know he was also waiting for this moment. I smelled his dick. I saw a drop at the end of his dick which was white. I took it with my finger and licked it. It was the first time I tasted the precum.

He moaned loudly, calling my name, “Aah, Radhika, yes, suck my dick, please.” I looked at him and saw the desperation in his eyes. I started to take his dick inside my mouth. As I had no experience, my teeth were touching his dick. He asked me to stop after some time and then threw me on the bed.

He started to kiss me from the toe, coming up slowly. As he came over my pussy, he saw my flawless white clean, shaved pussy. As he could not control himself, he started to lick my pussy. Oh God! It was the first time someone touched my pussy.

I cannot define my feelings. I just loved the moment. He started to explore my pussy with his tongue. My hands reached to my boobs automatically. I started to press them and pinch my nipples, increasing my pleasure. I pushed him into my pussy as he started to fuck my pussy with his tongue.

I cum within seconds. He started to fuck me, and my pussy became so wet. I can see my pussy opening and closing. I remember how my pussy is reacting. He came on top of me and started to rub his dick at the entrance of my pussy. A moan escaped my mouth.

He started to suck my 30-sized boobs. He pulled my nipples with his teeth, making me go crazy and moan louder, “Aakash, yeah. fuck me, please.” he gave an evil grin as he pushed his dick in a single stroke. I shouted my lungs out, and I passed out.

After five minutes, I came back to my senses. Akash was fucking me, trying not to put his whole weight on me. His dick was going in and out. I got up to see if my pussy had taken his dick completely in. OMG, and yes, he was giving it to me as his dick completely in.

Pressure started to build within me. I started to moan, “Ah, yeah, fuck me and make me your slut. I will stick your dick everywhere when you ask me. I will be your bitch.” He got a new kick with my words. He turned me into doggy style and started to fuck me by pulling my hair and slapping my ass.

I started to enjoy his fucking and submitted myself to him. He started to bang me hard as I moaned louder with each stroke. A new pleasure started to form within my pussy. I thought I was going to pee. But he held me and fucked me hard and cum deep into my pussy. I got my orgasm and felt numb.

He laid on me as we slept. After a while, we woke up to a burst of big laughter. “Man, Akash, you nailed this bitch before me! Wow, what a cute pussy, man.” By the time I opened my eyes, Vinod was nude, holding his hard dick in his hand and stroking it.

I think you will like my first experience. I will let you know how Vinod used my holes. Even though I had a crush on Akash, I became Vinod’s bitch. He used me for one year as his slut.

Don’t forget to leave your feedback at [email protected]. Till then, bye.

“Come on, stud, here is your present. Enjoy yourself and give her satisfaction, which she misses in her marital life. Her husband will strangle you if you cause her any harm. So better be careful, boy.” Padma Aunty warned me.

I looked at the fair, delicate Mumtaz’s nude body lying before me. I touched her soft lips with my right hand. I inserted my finger in her mouth, which she sucked lightly. I pulled it out and brought my hand down to her bosom, caressing her cheeks and chin.

Cupping her breast, flicked her nipple with my thumb. Her nipple got hard due to my touch. Mumtaz moaned and opened her legs wide voluntarily. Her pussy lips opened like petals. I knew she wanted my hand on her throbbing pussy.

I placed my hand on her mound, middle finger dipping in her open slit and felt her wetness. Thumb started to play with her clit. Mumtaz lifting her ass off the bed, indirectly begged me to plunder her pussy with my finger. I pushed my middle finger into her hole and started finger fucking her.

“Oh, God!” Mumtaz screamed and thrashed her body all over the bed like a bitch in heat. I saw Padma Aunty kneeling behind Mumtaz’s head. Bending down to offer her friend her hanging breasts to suck. She took Mumtaz’s free breast and started to suck.

Seeing two ladies sucking each other’s breasts in the 69 position was amazing. 2 ladies gorged on each other’s breasts like no tomorrow. Mumtaz’s fair-coloured breasts turned red due to excessive sucking and love bites. While munching on her friend’s breast, Padma Aunty rolled her eyes and winked at me.

Her hands joined me at Mumtaz’s mound, feeling her wet pussy. Her other hand started jerking me gently. Her hair covered Mumtaz’s mid-section, covering her tummy. After a few minutes, Padma Aunty got up, taking her nipple away from her friend’s lips.

Both ladies were sweating, and Aunty signalled me to go between Mumtaz’s legs. I got between Mumtaz’s legs, nudging her to widen her legs laid on her body. Her C-cup breasts got crushed under my chest. I was not surprised to feel her body heat.

Holding her face in my palm, I kissed her tenderly. This time she responded positively by kissing me back. I took my own time savouring her soft lips and sweet saliva. She sucked my tongue. Our lips were messy with saliva, and we gorged on each other’s lips like animals.

My cock was aligned on her pussy, parting her lips. Mumtaz looked into my eyes as we kissed. She had tightly encircled her arms across my neck. I was least bothered to see her husband’s reaction.

“If both of you are done with kissing, start the main act…FUCKING,” I heard Padma Aunty saying loudly. Mumtaz pulled her lips from mine and blushed with shame. I raised my upper body, resting on my hands beside Mumtaz’s arms. I lifted my hips off her body.

My dangling cock was hovering above her pussy, trying to penetrate her. Until now, Mumtaz and I had not spoken with each other despite being so intimate in a few hours. Looking at her, I asked her, “Is this position comfortable for you, or do you want to come on top of me.”

Blushing, Mumtaz replied, “As you wish, Rajeshji.”

“Are you out of your mind, Mumtaz? He is younger than you by 10 years. Just call him Rajesh, baby or whatever if you like him so much. No Ji, please.” Padma Aunty scolded her friend.

Mumtaz caressing my lips, said, “No way, Padma. He is going to be the biological father of my child. I have to give him that respect. Farhan is my lawfully wedded husband. Rajesh ji will be like my second husband. I will try to keep both my husbands happy until I am alive.”

I saw a tear dripping from her eyes. I licked the teardrop off her cheek. Mumtaz brought her right hand down. Holding my cock, caressed the head over her lips, showing her intentions that she was ready.

Mumtaz softly said, “Thoda aaramse karo ji. Poora raat hai hamare paas. Koi jaldi nahi, mujhe aapka pyaar aur baccha chahiye bus. Enjoy yourself with my body, and let me enjoy too. From today my body and soul are all yours. Just give me a baby Rajeshji.”

“If you are done with your little speech, shall my boy start fucking you, Mumtaz?” Padma Aunty asked in anger. Mumtaz nodded meekly. Looking into Mumtaz’s eyes, I lowered my hips. My cockhead went in, opening her lips. But my thick cock was refused entry as her pussy was too tight for me.

I pressed harder, and another inch went in. I saw Mumtaz wincing in pain. “Shall I remove it if you are in pain?” I asked her in concern.

“No, Rajeshji, take me as you take Padma. I know initially it hurts, but I am ready to bear that pain for my baby,” Mumtaz said with a smile. But I knew she was bluffing. I knew the longer I took to penetrate her, the more pain she had to endure.

I knew she was well-lubricated. So using all my strength, I plunged into her pussy, and my head hit her cervix in one thrust.

“Aah, please do it slowly,” Mumtaz shouted, tears rolling down her cheeks. I felt very bad for her. Lodging my cock firmly in her pussy, lay on her body and started kissing her. Mumtaz kissed me back, and her face was messy with her tears.

“If you are comfortable now, shall I start …?” I stopped mid-sentence, not wanting to use the word ‘fuck’.

“Please do as you like, Rajeshji,” Mumtaz said softly.

I wondered why my Aunt had not yet scolded me for taking her friend so roughly. So I turned and saw Padma Aunty kneeling and sucking Raman Uncle’s cock. Her right hand was jerking Farhan’s tiny dick. Both Raman Uncle and Farhan were playing with Padma Aunt’s hanging breasts.

Mumtaz, too saw that and, encircling her arms across my neck, said,” They are busy. Let’s get busy too, Rajeshji.” Pulling half of my cock from her pussy, I thrust back in with full force. Mumtaz’s body trembled under mine. I got into a good rhythm and started fucking her tight pussy.

As she had orgasms again, it helped me. She was well lubricated due to her abundant juices dripping from her pussy. My cock was fully stained with her juices. It was moving freely in and out of her pussy. Our bodies were drenched with sweat.

It was lovely to watch her firm breasts swaying all over her chest as I was fucking her. Mumtaz was trying to lift her upper body to kiss me as I fucked her. Smiling and bending a bit kissed her on her lips, cheeks and chin. I kissed her earlobes and neck and brought my face down to her twin treasures.

I licked her areolas and nipples. Taking her sharp nipples in my mouth, I sucked her sensitive nipples. Her upper body was full of my saliva. She was licking all over my face drenching my face with her saliva. My cock was pistoning in and out of Mumtaz’s tight pussy.

I heard Padma Aunty saying, “Good, the newly wedded couple has finally bonded, and it looks like our bride is enjoying herself now.”

Mumtaz pulled Aunty and kissed her. Pulling her lips from her friend, Padma Aunty asked, “Do you want your mouth to be filled up?

I knew what Aunty meant, but Mumtaz couldn’t understand. I said, “Aunty is asking if you want to suck cock.”

“Cheee! I don’t like it,” Mumtaz said shyly.

“But your new husband likes to get his cock sucked, so get used to it, Mumtaz,” Padma Aunty said laughing, “Try Farhan’s cock, it’s small, and you will get used to cock’s taste too. Your Rajeshji’s is very thick and big. I had trouble sucking him for the first time.”

Farhan came and, kneeling beside her, placed his circumcised cock on his wife’s lips. Mumtaz hesitated for a moment and licked the head of her husband’s cock. She gave a few licks to the piss hole using her tongue. She sucked the entire two inches into her mouth.

Mumtaz was sucking her husband’s tiny dick passionately, trying to please and show him her love. Mumtaz’s holes were filled up by both her husband’s cocks. Her right hand was on Farhan’s ass. Her left hand had encircled my ass, indicating that I should pump her faster and harder.

She needn’t tell me as I was going on strong on her pussy. Her juices dripped down her ass cheeks.

My hands were getting weak as I was fucking for almost fifteen minutes. I was tired too. Mumtaz was happily slurping on her husband’s cock as she got used to the taste of a cock. Farhan was playing with his wife’s boobs, trying to keep them from swaying.

“Are you close, Rajesh?” I heard Aunty asking me.

“No, Aunty, I am feeling tired. I need a break,” I said.

Mumtaz was heartbroken on hearing me. Taking her husband’s cock out of her mouth, she asked, “Did I do something wrong, Rajeshji? Are you not satisfied with me, dear?”

“No, no, I need to go to the washroom,” I replied, taking my cock out of her pussy. My cock came from her well-drenched pussy with a ‘plop’ sound. I got up and turned to the washroom when Mumtaz called me, “Come here, Rajeshji.”

Wondering why she called me, I went near her. Mumtaz held my cum drenched cock in her tiny hands and started licking our combined juices of my cock. Her sudden gesture took me aback. She licked it clean, pulled back the foreskin and sucked my cock head into her mouth.

Everyone in the room was surprised when Mumtaz sucked my cock without inhibitions. For a first-time cock sucker, she was doing a great job. She was creating a vacuum and sucking my cock, and her cheeks were pulled in. Her tongue was playing on my piss hole.

Her husband Farhan was watching his naïve wife sucking my cock like a pro. Mumtaz’s fingers were playing with my balls fondly.

After a few minutes, Mumtaz took my cock out of her mouth and said, “Now go, Rajeshji, I have cleaned it. But please come back soon. We still have a lot of work to do.”

Padma Aunty winking at me, said, “Yes…yes….you both have lots of unfinished work. Come back quickly, stud. Your wife’s pussy is throbbing for you. Meanwhile, her first husband will try to satisfy your new wife.”

Shrugging my head, I ran to the bathroom. I felt guilty as Mumtaz saw and worshipped me as her husband. After relieving myself, I came back to the room. I found Raman Uncle lying beside Mumtaz and getting a blowjob from his wife, Padma.

Padma Aunty was kneeling between her husband’s legs and sucking her hubby’s cock somewhat lazily. I was surprised to see Farhan on top of his wife Mumtaz in a missionary position. He was fucking her. Mumtaz’s eyes lit up on seeing me, and waved to come over.

I wondered how Farhan could fuck a lady with his 2-inch dick. I sat beside Mumtaz. She caressed my face while her hubby was fucking her, watching us. Farhan asked, “Rajesh, do you want to take over?”

“No, you continue. Aunty is free. I will take her from behind,” I said halfheartedly.

“No, Rajeshji, you are only mine today. I won’t share you with anyone,” Mumtaz said, turning to her hubby, “Get up. Let Rajeshji take me now. You can have me in the morning or anytime. I want to spend the whole night with only Rajeshji.”

Padma Aunty got up hearing Mumtaz. She took a pillow, pushed Farhan away from his wife, and placed the pillow under Mumtaz’s ass. Looking at me said, “Come on, Bridegroom, fuck your bride. She was feeling restless when you went to the loo.” And smiled naughtily at me.

The story continues.

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Without answering her, I got between Mumtaz’s legs. Farhan made way for me and beamed an innocent smile at me. Leaning over, my cock grazing her pussy lips. I saw Padma Aunty mounting her hubby and taking his cock in her. Farhan was sitting and watching two couples, and I saw a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Tapping on my Aunt’s bum said, “Do you mind taking another dick in you, Aunty?”

Padma, turning, said, “You got a new wife with fresh to fuck. Why do you want your old Aunty, baby?”

“Not me but Farhan. He is feeling lonely,” I said.

Looking at her hubby, Padma Aunty asked him, “Do you mind if your friend takes me, darling?”

“It’s ok with me if you are comfortable,” Raman said.

Padma Aunty told Farhan, “Hop on and ride me from behind. You are a lucky guy because I have never fucked a guy apart from my hubby and my boy. You will be my third and first circumcised cock.”

Farhan got up, and went behind Padma Aunty, looking down at her buttocks, asked, “Is it ok if I fuck you in your ass, Bhabhi?”

“Oh fuck, it doesn’t make any difference to me. Fuck me in my asshole, or you can shove your dick in my pussy with my hubby’s. I want to feel two flaccid cocks stretching my pussy.”

I saw Farhan bending and trying to shove his two-inch cock into Aunt’s upturned pussy. But he could not, as Uncle’s cock was not allowing it. Then he tried to penetrate her wrinkled asshole. I think he succeeded as he gripped her hips and made to-and-fro motions.

I saw Mumtaz giggling like a little girl seeing her hubby struggling to penetrate Aunt’s asshole. Holding my cock, placing its head at her opening, penetrated her fully in one stroke. Mumtaz shouted at the top of her voice.

The threesome looked at Mumtaz worriedly. She had recovered and smiled at me, caressing my chest and face affectionately.

“Teach your bride some manners, Rajesh. She is screaming like someone is groping her. Keep your voice down, Mumtaz,” Padma Aunty scowled at us.

Mumtaz meekly said, “Sorry, Padma, Rajeshji took me by surprise,” Looking at me said, “Fuck me as you fuck Padma. I will show her if mutton Biriyani is stronger or veg pulao. Fuck me, Rajeshji.”

“Hhmm, my Muslim bitch in heat is challenging me. Fuck and tear her pussy apart, Rajesh,” Padma said, looking at me. I didn’t want to be part of cock fight between two ladies. Pulling my cock a bit out and started fucking Mumtaz. Her breasts were sawing all over her chest as I fucked her.

She was smiling and receiving my thrusts gracefully. Raman Uncle brought his right hand and cupped her right breast from swaying. His thumb was playing with the pointed nipple. Mumtaz, looking at Raman, pulled his head towards her bosom and offered her breast to suck.

Uncle latched onto the nipple and started sucking her nipple. Mumtaz pressed his head to her breast and encouraged him to suck harder. Uncle’s right hand had cupped her left breast and was gently pressing it. I was fucking Mumtaz’s pussy.

It was dripping cum, continuously lubricating my cock, making it easy. Mumtaz was caressing my face and dipping her finger in my mouth, which I sucked. I saw Farhan bending and holding Padma Aunt’s hanging breasts and thrusting his cock between her ass cheeks.

Everyone was enjoying themselves in the orgy. Raman Uncle had his cock in his wife’s pussy and sucking Mumtaz’s firm breasts. Farhan was fucking my Aunt in her ass and squeezing her breasts. Even though they were flaccid, Padma Aunty had both her holes filled up.

Maybe she was enjoying herself getting sandwiched between two bulky warm bodies. Of course, Mumtaz was having a field day getting fucked by me and getting her breasts fondled and sucked by Raman Uncle.

Babita was the only young girl I fucked. All others were mid-aged ladies but gorgeous ones. But Mumtaz was much better than Babita in looks, colour, body figure and pussy tightness. Who needed heaven when it was right in front of me?

Mumtaz’s pussy inners gripped my cock tightly, trying to milk me. I knew I was close. Looking at Mumtaz, I said, “I am going to cum. Should I fuck for some more time?”

Pushing Uncle off her breasts, Mumtaz quickly said, “I was waiting for this moment, Rajeshji. Please fill me with your seed.”

Hearing her, I pushed my cock to the hilt and started shooting into her. The first spurt of my cum was absorbed by her barren pussy. The next few spurts overflowed and dripped down her ass cheeks. Mumtaz happily received my warm cum in her. Bending down, I kissed her, still shooting in her pussy.

“Looks like someone is happy now. Are you satisfied, Mumtaz?” Padma Aunty said who had got disengaged from the threesome. Sitting beside us, Aunty was caressing Mumtaz and my face in affection.

Mumtaz took her lips from mine and said, “Thank you for sharing Rajeshji with me, Padma. I don’t have words to express myself.” Saying she pulled Aunty and kissed her lips. Both the ladies gorged on each other’s lips like lesbians in heat. I was lying on Mumtaz’s body.

My cock had stopped cumming and had lost some of its hardness. But Mumtaz’s pussy was still gripping my cock tightly despite her pussy being filled to the brim with our juices. I saw Farhan playing with Padma Aunt’s breasts while she was kissing his wife.

Raman was looking at us with his soft cock lying between his thighs. Raman Uncle showed me his wife, who was on her knees, busy kissing Mumtaz. Understanding his indications, I pulled my cock out of Mumtaz’s pussy. I got up and went behind Padma Aunty.

I saw her fleshy ass inviting me. I saw no cum stains in her pussy or her ass hole. I thought that both men had dry fucked her. Pointing my cockhead at her pussy hole, I pushed roughly inside her, showing her no mercy. Padma Aunty moaned into her friend’s mouth as I fucked her.

Mumtaz was shocked to see me fucking Aunty from behind and said angrily, “You could have fucked me again, Rajeshji. I wanted you to be mine the whole night.”

“Your pussy is filled up. How can I fuck it?” I said.

Mumtaz: You could have fucked me in my ass.

Me: Don’t joke. You had trouble taking me in your pussy. You will wake up the whole city if I fuck you in your ass.

Mumtaz: You could have fucked in my mouth as they do it in the porn.

Mumtaz was behaving like a small girl whose candy was being snatched. Padma Aunty came to my rescue and said, “Take it easy, Mumtaz. I am not going to steal your new husband from you. You can have him anytime you want. He won’t mind fucking four-five times in one night, and being young, he has the stamina.”

But Mumtaz was not happy. I fucked Padma Aunty for a few minutes lubricating her juices on my cock, and pulled out. My cock was stained with fresh juices and was glistening in the room light. I went and, kneeling at Mumtaz’s arms, resting my ass on her breasts, brought my cock to her lips.

I said, “Now suck as much as you like.” Mumtaz’s eyes sparkled on seeing my cock looming over her lips, holding it firmly at the base, stretching her tongue out, and licking my cockhead. Licking her lips, she asked, “It tastes funny now. When I sucked last time, it was different. Why Rajeshji?”

Again Padma Aunty came to my rescue and said, “Because it’s smeared with three secretions. Mine, yours and your Rajeshji’s cum. Now suck it like a good girl and clean it up thoroughly.”

Mumtaz licked my cock from the base to the top wetting it with her saliva. Her tongue was taking in our cum into her mouth. She licked all around my cock and sometimes my balls too, which were wet too. Mumtaz did not mind my ass crushing her breasts.

But she was eager to please me, showing how much she loved me. I didn’t know it was infatuation or real love she was showering on me. Anyways it was a win-win situation for me. I got another new fresh pussy to fuck whenever I wish to.

After cleaning my cock, her tongue was fiddling with my piss hole. It was dripping pre-cum again, and she was swallowing it into her mouth.

“Suck his head, Mumtaz. He loves it,” Padma Aunty said.

Mumtaz took my cock head in her mouth and sucked it hard like a little girl sucking candy. Farhan said, “Will you suck mine daily, Mumtaz?” Rolling her eyes at her, hubby nodded while sucking my cock like a real submissive slut.

“Lucky guy Farhan, you are in for a treat every night from your lovely wife. Mumtaz will suck your cock, and you can suck her pussy in the 69 position. You both can have an orgasm. If your wife wants a cock, my boy will always be here. I think your marital problem will be solved. She will have a baby and a good cock to fuck. You can get your satisfaction from blowjob every night,” Padma Aunty said, holding Farhan’s cock.

Farhan nodded shyly and said, “Yes, if you don’t mind can I suck your breasts, Bhabhi?”

“Yes, I mind if you don’t suck my breasts like a real man, not like a child,” Padma Aunty said, laughing. Holding her left breast in her right hand placed the nipple on Farhan’s lips, which he sucked into his mouth. Aunty was jerking his cock softly.

Farhan’s right hand was on Padma Aunt’s pussy and was fingering her. Mumtaz’s body was shivering, and she had closed her eyes. I turned back and saw Raman Uncle kneeling between Mumtaz’s legs and devouring her pussy. OMG, Uncle was eating our combined cum from her pussy.

His face was smeared with our juices. This was one horny orgy night. Everyone is getting their pound of flesh from someone. When I saw Mumtaz wincing, I asked,” Shall I ask Uncle to stop sucking?”

Mumtaz quickly took my cock out and replied, “No…No…No…It feels nice. Raman Bhaiya is showing me heaven. I thought sucking cock and choot was dirty, but I never thought it would be so wonderful. Fuck my mouth while Raman eats my pussy, Rajeshji.” And took my cock back in her mouth.

I knew she would choke if I pushed my 8-inch cock down her throat. So pushed half of my dick into her mouth and started fucking her mouth. Saliva poured out from her lips. Mumtaz sucked my cock like an obedient slut. Turning back, I saw her legs wrapped across Raman’s neck, urging him to suck her more.

Mumtaz had turned from a naïve wife into a whore in one night. This was all Padma Aunt’s doing. She will go to extreme lengths to make the fuck memorable. My cock was hardening in her mouth. Afraid she would gag, I pulled my cock from her mouth, got up and sat beside her.

Mumtaz’s left hand was caressing Raman’s hair. Her right hand holding my cock said, “You are hard again, Rajeshji. I don’t mind if you want to fuck me again. Raman Bhaiya has cleaned my pussy. You can fuck it or in my ass. I don’t mind.”

“I will wait. You get some rest. I know I was hard on you in the beginning. We have the whole night ahead of us,” I said.

“Yes, I want to use the loo. Will you come with me, Rajeshji?” Mumtaz asked, pushing Raman from her pussy to get up.

We both went to the bathroom without locking the door. Mumtaz sat on the commode seat and began to piss without any inhabitants. I saw golden yellow piss dripping down from her pussy into the commode.

Holding my cock Mumtaz asked, “Do you want to pee, Rajeshji?”

“Yes, clean yourself and get up,” I said.

“I will clean after you pee. Piss between my legs Rajeshji,” Mumtaz said, smiling and holding my cock toward the commode. As I wanted to piss urgently, piss spurted out and fell on her tummy. Mumtaz changed the direction, and it fell on her thighs, wetting her pussy.

“Gosh, it’s very warm. It feels like taking a hot shower,” Mumtaz said, allowing my piss to fall on her pussy. I thought she was getting kinky. When the piss flow subsided, bending, Mumtaz took my cock in her mouth and sucked it hard. I knew the last few drops were swallowed into her mouth.

Taking my cock out of her mouth, Mumtaz said, “Your piss didn’t taste as bad as I thought. Don’t think bad of me, Rajeshji. It was one of my fantasies to try out. I love you dearly and want to please you. Let’s see what your Aunty is doing with those two men.”

When we returned to the room, we saw Padma Aunty on her knees servicing Farhan’s cock. Her husband was drilling her pussy from behind.

Mumtaz hugging me, said,” Padma is one adventurous lady. I love her guts, and she goes to extreme lengths to complete her work. Be it in the office or the bed. She is one wild lady with lots of guts.”

This orgy ends here, but the story continues.

Readers can mail me at [email protected] with your comments. Ladies, please feel free to express your opinion and share your thoughts with me as a friend.

As we continued from the last part, I removed the bathrobe from the cupboard as usual and went inside the bathroom. My Bengali landlady bhabhi was cleaning herself under the shower just like the first time I saw her in the shower. But now there was no one to disturb us now.

She saw me but didn’t react. I went close to her and gave her a smooch on her lips. I grabbed her hips and she was a little surprised.

Me: Stay still, I will clean you.

Then I took the sponge and started to clean her sexy Bengali body, part by part. She was moving like a mermaid whenever I hit her sensitive body part with the sponge. So I used soap to make it a little smoother. I was behind her and the sponge was on her vagina. Slowly, I started to get closer and closer to her pussy and she was feeling good. Then I brought more up close to the lower side of her boobs. She was moving a little more, so I grinded her to me by her waist. My cock was still semi-hard which was directly pointing to her back.

Soon I increased the speed and continued to clean her using the sponge. I started to clean her neck and armpit which made her toe uplift her. This was one of her sensitive parts. Then I put my head on her shoulder to calm her down and she wrapped her hand backward on my head. It was like she wanted me to make love to her.

After a while, I stopped and moved her hand from my head, and started to clean the back of her. Then I bent down and go through her ass crack. I grabbed her ass cheek and roll her around me. The Bengali bhabhi was startled, but I grabbed her hips and licked the outer part of the vagina. She made a small moaning sound. I don’t know why but I wanted to smell the pussy. So I brought my nose close to her and rubbed my nose into her vagina. I could tell from the sound she was enjoying it.

I didn’t want to fuck her in the shower. The previous session took quite a toll, so I didn’t want to go all in now. So I got up and started to kiss her passionately.

Me: Now, go sit in the tub and wait for me. I am going to clean myself now.

Then I gave a tight spank on her ass and told her: You can touch yourself if you want.

She sat in the tub looking like a mermaid. I quickly started to clean with the same sponge. Mouni was looking at me and my half-hard cock. I also gave her eye contact now and then. Then I stopped the shower after cleaning and went near the tub and told her –

Me: Now, spread your legs and one leg on each side. I want to be in between you.

She did as I said. Now she totally stopped resisting and fully complied with my needs. I got inside the bathtub and got between her legs with my back. With my two hands, I held her legs and leaned my head back. It was now resting on her boob’s big cleavage. Then I brought her legs down from the side and inside the tub wrapped around me. My upper body weight was on her now. I grabbed her hand, kissed her and then I told her –

Me: Come, Mouni, what are you waiting for? Massage my head with your lovely hands? It was a hard day at work.

My Bengali landlady started to massage my head and I leaned more inside her. In the meantime, I gave a kiss to each of her boobs. My hands were tightly holding her thighs. Our bodies were like joined together. There was just silence, but it was like a silent movie with jazz music playing in the background.

A short time later, I asked her –

Me: It’s felt like we are in a James Bond movie and I am James Bond and you are my woman.

She didn’t respond.

Me: Come on, say something (took her hand and gently kissed her). Does your husband take baths like this with you?

After some time:-

Mouni: No.

Me: Hmm, sad. He does not appreciate you as I do. Have you done something similar with Ashok?

She was silent, the answer was yes. The bastard got her first. I was a little mad but the time with Mouni was so good that it didn’t matter.

Me: Hmm, guess that’s a yes.

Mouni: Well, we just used to take showers sometimes, but never this.

Me: Well, I am very different than any men you have been with.

I held her hand with mine.

Me: All men you have been with have never used you to the fullest. They were all unable to see through you. I can see you clearly and I will bring that person out no matter what.

Then I let go of her hand and suddenly grabbed her head and told her –

(I know it ruined the moment, but I needed to control her.)

Me: Well, I hope you know who is in charge.

Then we kissed while our heads were upside-down. I felt different but amazing as it was Mouni’s mouth after all. After making out for some time, I let her go.

Me: Did anyone have done that to you, my love?

She didn’t answer because she was taking a breath. So, I pinched one of her legs.

Mouni: No, never, this is the first time.

Me: Good, well we are going all of the first timers this day.

Then I pinched both of her legs and they were wrapped around me tighter. I got more comfortable with Mouni’s body. Without saying anything, she started to massage my head again. I enjoyed it like a king. My cock was hard as a rock, but I didn’t want to fuck her in the tub. After a while, I stopped her and got up.

She could clearly see my hard cock pointing at her. I picked her up and got out of the tub. Then I took the towel and told her to stand still. I dried her body towel and gave her the towel to dry my body. She was about to cover herself with the towel, but I stopped her.

I put on the bathrobe and grabbed my married landlady by the ass cheeks. She learned now what to do and wrapped herself around me. I carried us to the room. After entering the room, I dropped Mouni near the bed, but still groping her ass cheeks from behind. Her head was on my chest. I looked at her and said –

Me: It’s not over yet. Don’t think I am like others. I am going to the kitchen to drink a glass of rum. What I want you to do is wait for me in the exact center of the bed. Wear thin lingerie, not big, but tight also. I am going to tear it apart. So, bring a good one.

Then I kissed her on the neck and the forehead as I let go off her ass cheeks.

Me: Good girl, I know you will listen to me.

As I said that, I left the room for the kitchen. It wasn’t just rum, I wanted to take a viagra, but not in front of her. As usual, the bathrobe was open, so my long cock was just swinging like a jig.

When I reached the main hall, I was about to go to the kitchen, but then I saw some messages coming from my phone. So I looked at my phone first. Her husband had called a few times. I opened the messages and her husband wanted to know how was his wife and other things at the house.

Well, I wanted to send him the picture of the Mouni getting fucked by me like my slut. But I just ignored the messages and was just about to leave. But then I got an idea in my mind.

I took my phone and just left the pill on the table. Then I messaged the husband that everything was fine and that if he wanted to talk to bhabhi, he could call me in 5 minutes. Then I came back to the main room.

When I entered the room, my eyes went berserk and my mouth open filled with saliva. I saw Mouni in red baby doll lingerie without any bra or panty just the thing for me to rip it open. I could have just started it, but I needed things to play out exactly. I put my phone on the table near the bed and then sat on the bed. Mouni was constantly looking at me.

Then I got inside the bed and got near her legs and started to fondle the legs. She knew what I wanted. Shortly, she spread her legs for me and I got in between her legs. Then I started by licking her thighs and going upwards. She was already feeling it and sewing on her fingers.

My tongue reached the vagina part and I started licking it like a child licking ice cream. She was moaning more and more but suddenly there was a ring on my phone. I could see the shock on her face.

I kissed her vagina hard and took a long smooch to it.

Me: Calm down.

I kissed her on the cheek and took the phone. It was indeed her husband. Then I took the phone while Mouni was still worried. I picked up the husband’s call and answered it.

Me: Hello, yes. Is everything there ok?

Husband: Yes, pretty ok. Is everything at home good? How is your bhabhi? I guess the phone is still not working. I tried to call her but it didn’t work.

Me: Yes bhaiya, everything is fine. Bhabhi is also good, I am taking very good care of her.

Hearing this, she almost panicked. But I put my hand on her mouth to prevent her from screaming and I continue to call.

Me: Bhaiya, would you like to talk to her? I can give it to her.

Husband: Sure, that would be very grateful of you.

Me: Haa bhaiya, hold on, I will go to bhabhi’s room and give her the phone.

Then I muted the call, but Mouni didn’t know that. So I put the phone down and told her while her mouth was still shut by me. I told her slowly near her ear –

Me: Looks like your husband wants to talk to you. Stop panicking. I am here. Just act normal. Nothing will happen.

She looked calm down. Then I removed my hand and gave her a head kiss. Now the fun was about to start. I unmuted the call and told the husband that I was giving the call to bhabhi. Then before giving it to Mouni, I put the call on the speaker and then handed the phone to her.

Her husband started to ask her how she was and if she was doing good. Surprisingly, Mouni answered all of them without hesitation. But I could see she was still worried which made me hornier for some reason. They were talking about general things, but I got up and went between her legs like before.

She was still talking to her husband, but without any warning, I grabbed her both legs and spread them. She was surprised but I put my finger on my lips and “shhh” her.

As before, I continued to lick her pussy slowly. I could hear in her voice that she was trying to hide her moans. I started looking at her and each time she spoke, I took a big lick into her pussy. I penetrated my tongue a little into her pussy and that cracked up. Her husband asked her but she made some excuses. I was sucking his wife’s pussy while she was on call talking to him.

She was still taking and I got up from her vaginal area and climbed up. Now my mouth was on her boobs and I started licking them. Her nipple area was full of my saliva. She started moaning more. Her husband didn’t get that. This vision made my cock super hard. It was now aching for a good hard fuck with which I intended to end the night with.

My cock was just below her pussy and with a straight shot, I got up and my full cock went inside her pussy. She screamed with pleasure and dropped the phone. Then I quickly grabbed the phone with my hand.

Husband: What happened, Mouni?!

Me: It’s me, bhaiya Suraj, bhabhi dropped the phone because she was stalled by a big rat.

Husband: Is there a rat in the room?

When her husband asked this, I partially removed my cock and rammed it again with full force, and Mouni screamed more.

Me: Yes bhaiya, there seems like a big rat which just got on bhabhi.

(Another shot and louder moan.)

The phone was on speaker, so she could hear all the things, and using rat as my big cock made both of us horny. I could feel her pussy getting tighter due to this.

Me: Bhaiya, let me help bhabhi from the big rat on Bhabhi.

I threw the phone on the bed and pinned Mouni down on the bed and gave her another tight shot. I got to her right boob and gave the nipple a hard bite.

Then I gave another tight shot. But this time, I fully removed and inserted it. The moans were so loud that they probably reached outside.

Husband: What happened? What was that sound?

Me: Nothing bhaiya, the rat jumped on the bhabhi. The rat is very resilient and not leaving bhabhi, so she got more scared.

Her pussy was squishing me tight. Now, time for the ending position. I was still half up, so I lifted her by the belly and now she was in a cowgirl in the bed.

She was still shocked by all this, but I gave her another shot by using her hips. But this time, I shoved my mouth inside hers. Her husband was still asking about what was happening which made this kiss even more, hotter with a tight pussy. Then I broke the kiss and told her husband –

Me: Bhaiya, the rat is now going inside. I mean inside the house. Bhabhi went to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Then I talked to Mouni in a slow voice.

Me: I am about to start hard now. This will be today’s end while the husband talks to me on the phone. Nothing will make this hotter. Your pussy is tighter.

Then I gave her a soft shot which made her moan a little.

Me (in a soft voice): Look at your worthless husband. Who doesn’t even know the sound of his wife’s moans? He is pathetic and can’t even protect you. But don’t worry, I make sure nothing happens to you and you get to make plenty of these sounds.

Then I pointed her mouth to my neck. She knew I wanted the hickey. Then I picked up the dropped phone, and told my husband-

Me: Yes bhaiya, looks like bhabhi will take some time. Why don’t we talk till then?

After speaking those words, she knew I was about to ravage her fully while her husband could fully hear her. So, she quickly got to my neck and hold her mouth on my neck. Then I uplifted her by her ass, so I could fire faster and stronger.

Now, everything was set. She was ready and her dumb husband was telling me about his village while I was enjoying his wife in his bed. I used all my strength and fired shots with power. Now she was biting my neck as hard as possible, so her moaning voice did not get out.

This made me hornier and I started to fuck her with more speed. Her pussy was still getting tighter and tighter, as her husband in the call.

Eventually, I fucked her in that for quite some time. Now I wanted to end with her moans all over the house. So I told the husband.

Me: Bhaiya, looks like bhabhi is taking a while. I need to do some work, so do you mind?

Husband: Ohh sorry, good night.

Me: Sure, I will make an amazing night.

Then he cut the call. She was still making a hickey so I stopped and with one hand I removed it from my neck and kissed her.

Me: Let’s end this, be ready.

Now with everything, I started to fuck her and her moans reach everywhere. In just a couple of minutes, I came all inside my Bengali bhabhi’s pussy and so did she. Then I removed my cock and both our CUM were hot.

I let her go and she fell on the bed. Then I went near her and kissed her. She gladly responded like a lover. I didn’t have energy in me, but there was still one thing that needed to be done.

With both hands, I picked both sides of the lingerie and tore it apart. Mouni was so tired that she didn’t even care. Just after that, I fell on her. She wrapped her hands around my head and we slept just like that.

Next Morning To be continued.

Hi sexy ladies and horny men. I’m back with the continuation of this story. A bit about me for a recap. I am Siddarth. I am 29, 5’10, brown-skinned, with a 6.5-inch dick.

In the last 4 parts, you can read about how I fucked a colleague’s wife with his consent and cuckolded him. Please read the first four parts before you read this.

Divya is a 29-year-old housewife of my colleague Mayank, 32 years old. They have a three-year-old daughter. Divya is in very good shape with 32C boobs, 30 inches waist, and 36 inches ass.

Let’s go back in time to the restaurant. That night after I finished my dessert between Divya’s legs, I wiped my face with the panty on the table. But I’m still horny. I wanted to fuck Divya right there. But it’s not a possibility without getting kicked out of the resort.

I asked Mayank does he want to see Divya fucked only with me or with the waiter too? He said he didn’t want that because he might be unsafe. I asked how about a blowjob to the waiter while I fuck her in doggy. He said it’s okay with him if Divya is okay with it.

I looked at Divya. I kept my hands between her thighs while teasing her clitoris and asked, “Do you want to get spit-roasted, Divya?” She couldn’t answer, but her pussy got very wet. I got my answer.

After a while, the waiter came with the bill. I settled the bill. I asked the waiter when his shift ended, and he said in 15 minutes. I told the waiter he needed to bring some drinks to my room in 30 minutes. I also gave him another 500 rupees tip. We walked to our rooms.

I told Divya to wear the next costume and be in my room in 10 minutes. The costume is a red string bra and thong with a white shirt and 4-inch red heels. She knocked on the door in 15 minutes.

I asked her to do a catwalk in the lobby area. She’s looking just perfect. She has redone her makeup and applied very dark red lipstick. Her shirt ends just one inch above her ass. I hugged her, lifted her shirt, spanked her ass in the hallway, and pulled her in but didn’t lock the door.

I pulled out the feather whip, blindfold and velcro handcuffs. I sat on the bed and told her to lie on the bed with ass up in the air. I first blindfolded her and then tied her hand in the handcuffs. Now I lifted her shirt and spanked her ass with a feather whip.

I also took a leather whip, but I don’t want to use it on her now. Then I made her pose in the doggy style and got behind her. I rubbed my dick on her pussy. It was very wet, and she shivered. I pushed it in one inch and pulled out. She hissed and asked me to push in deeper.

Me: I’ll do that, but only if you suck the waiter.

Divya didn’t speak anything. I pushed my dick again and then pulled it out. She’s begging me for my dick now.

Me: Will you suck the waiter? I’ll give you my dick all night just like this. (I pushed my dick inside her)

She: Aah, yes, that feels so good. I will suck him.

I spanked her ass twice with the whip.

Me: Good, I know you’re a horny slut, now bend like the good bitch you are and get railed by my dick.

Saying this, I pushed my whole dick into her pussy and started fucking her. While our session was going on, we heard a calling bell. I stopped fucking her and asked who is it. It’s the waiter. I told him to come in. He came in and stopped at the entrance of the room.

I spanked Divya twice and said: Madam couldn’t wait, so we started.

Waiter: Okay, sir, have fun.

Saying this, he was about to leave. I spanked Divya again, and he stopped to look at us.

Me: You can join if you like, but ma’am will only suck your dick. No sex.

He got a spark in his eyes and immediately agreed. He removed his pants and came towards Divya’s face. He has a nice 5-inch dick curved to the right. I spanked Divya again and asked her to suck him. She took his dick, pulled the foreskin down and kissed him.

She said it was smelly. I then picked up the leather whip and spanked her ass. She screamed and moaned. Her pussy got wetter. I know she enjoyed it. Now I pulled my dick out and said if you want to get fucked, you better suck him good.

She started sucking him. He’s just in heaven. At the same moment, Mayank entered our room and saw what was happening. He got rock hard seeing his beautiful wife gets spit roasted by two men. He came to Divya and made her hair into a bunch.

I picked up the bunch of hair and pulled her back. I started fucking harder by holding her hair. As I left the hair, water held it and started fucking her throat. She came in 2 minutes of fucking her throat. I told him to keep it a secret and leave. Once he left, Mayank took the place of the waiter.

He held her hair and started fucking her throat. His speed was so much that my dick almost slipped out of her. I held her ass and started fucked harder. I came after 5 minutes in her pussy. I watched him fucking her throat a bit longer. Then, he asked for her pussy.

He made her doggy style and fucked her like he was fucking a whore without mercy. I’m pretty sure Divya enjoyed it from her moans. After all, every woman wants to be treated like a queen in public and whore in private. Seems like her dream came true.

After he came, we were exhausted, smoking a cigarette and sleeping in my bed with Divya in the middle of Mayank and me. I woke up in the middle of the night. I saw Mayank face fucking her, and I slept again.

The next morning, we woke up. I saw Divya feeling very sore and tired. Mayank carried her into the shower and fucked her there too. After breakfast, we checked out and came back. In the car, Divya first sat with me and sucked my dick.

After a while, she sat in the front seat as per Mayank’s request. As soon as she sat, he pulled her towards his groin and fucked her mouth. It seems Mayank found his horny trigger and can fuck Divya without any other guy to make it kinky.

Once they dropped me home, before leaving. I told them I’d be moving to Bangalore next week, probably the last time we met. Both hugged me and asked me to call whenever I returned to Pune.

So that’s the story of how I cuckolded my colleague’s wife. How he found the trigger to arouse himself to fuck her whenever he wanted.

Do mail me your reviews at [email protected] (triple O’s). I’ll soon be starting my adventures since I moved to Bangalore in 2019. Signing off – Sid.

I am a 24-year-old Malayali guy from God’s own country. Let my name be Ashish Vasudev (name changed). I am now in a prestigious post, and I would like to invite my readers into my life of love, lust, and friendship drama. This story will be published in parts.

It has been in the later stages of life I realized I lacked a good friend. One with whom I can share all my dreams and fantasies too. It isn’t as easy as it sounds. He/she should be a listener but also should reciprocate his/her feelings, or it would only sound like a help to me.

It is that balance between the tug of war, which would make none lose, nor win over anything. And to celebrate that, it’s magical, moreover, it’s addictive. And that’s how I describe my mallu best friend Shweta, who is the only person in the world I share this type of bond with. If that’s with so many, Shweta wouldn’t have been special. Fortunately or unfortunately, she is very much special. I hope she can feel it in some way too.

When you respect a person so much rather than the friendship, you don’t have intentions to feel his/her bed. That was our case too.

I’m not sure how it started, but I will try to elaborate. So, we both are 24 years old now, still unsettled, waiting for our time. It should be noted that we both are hardworking, and I know she is more than I ever am.

We have been sharing every little thing from our teenage years, all up to this brim of embracing adulthood. We went to the movies and we talked late at night. We occasionally gave gifts to each other, and we laughed at the same jokes (and cried for the same). We both were serious about our partners – mine Anju, and her Akash. It was all chill.

I was sexually active with my partner Anju, and Shweta was satisfied too, in herpartner Akash. We discussed ourselves openly, even before Anju and Akash came into our lives. So it wasn’t a big deal sharing about “stuff.” But more often, there was an enigma, which pulled us both close together.

Whenever we had an issue, rather than contacting our partners for venting out we used to talk to each other. And that’s the best and worst thing about destiny – however far it is and wherever further it goes, it shall come to one place, and pieces will begin sticking together as if they are part of that one. Dispersed by a nuclear reactor, but united by a blackhole wave.

It all started in the Indian spring. Shweta and I, as usual, were busy with our exam lives. We studied together, we were exhausted together. I was occasionally meeting my girlfriend and was mesmerized by her blowjob skills. She was cute, though not the hottest. I reaffirmed that real men don’t just go behind hotness.

She was aware of my friendship with Shweta, and the impact we have on each other’s life. Though she acted cool most of the time, there were instances she spurted out her possessiveness. She wasn’t particularly interested in us spending our time together. I was sure about that, at least. If not for her course, in which we don’t have anything mutual, she would have come with us to secure a government job.

Akash was not different. He didn’t value studies, as far as I knew. He began working on his own, doing good as an assistant manager in his team’s startup. A group of college dropouts inspired by the story of Microsoft.

Shweta was horny. She and Akash used to make out at least once a month, and she liked to be exhausted that day. However, I knew her hornier side more than Akash as she was only comfortable sharing it with me. We would do our coaching, and mock tests were often a commitment. A commitment in the sense we weren’t allowed to go out and have fun until we score our “threshold” in mocks.

I remember one fine month when we were sidelining in our percentages chapter of mathematics. We promised ourselves that we weren’t going to meet our partners until we scored in mock.

We tried our best, day and night until our scores began rising again, to 21/25 questions getting accurate within the time. She would sometimes tell me that she was itching down below, to feel his meat. And I was supposed to discourage her.

I knew my best friend was horny. I was too, to get inside somewhere. When finally it paid off, we booked expensive cottages and invited our mates, and that was fantastic sex. It was like a reward for suppressed cravings and supreme hard work.

We agreed that we were going to continue like this. Though our partners were dissatisfied, we didn’t tell them that it was some agreed plan. We acted casually like we were busy. We raced through mathematics that way, we reduced our time flirting with others, and ended up just in each other’s company every free time.

The good news was we were feeling like one – just two bodies and one soul with the same aim and the same suppressed feelings. The bad news was our relationships felt kind of non-romantic, just partners to have sex. But we both knew, that our career was more important than sticking on emotionally, and sex, we both needed it badly.

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Interview:-

Main: Please tell me something about yourself.

Rosy: My name is Rosy, age 21, height 5 foot 6 inches, vital stats 36-28-36, education matriculate, family status married, children none, work experience none.

Main: Aapne apni padhayi matriculation ke aage kyun nahi ki?

Rosy: Family emergency. Mere father kaafi beemar pad gaye the. Kaafi ilaaj karwaya, magar unki jaan nahi bacha paye. Teen saal pehle unki death ho gayi.

Main: Oh! I am sorry to know that. Kya aapke koi bhai-behan bhi hai?

Rosy: No sir, meri shaadi ke baad meri mom bhi hamare hi ghar mein reh rahi hai.

Main: Aapke husband kya karte hai?

Rosy: Sir, wo real estate developer hai.

Main: Aapki shaadi ko kitne saal hue?

Rosy: Teen saal, sir.

Main: I am sure ki aapke husband ki income achi hogi. Aapko shaadi ke baad apni padhayi poori kar leni chahiye thi. Teen saal mein to aap apni graduation poori kar chuke hote. Delhi jaise shehar mein aapko as an undergraduate job milna kaafi mushkil hai.

Rosy: You are right, sir. Magar mere husband ki koi regular income nahi hai. Unke paas jab hamari shaadi hui thi, tab kaafi ache project the. Magar meri aur meri mom ki responsibilities ki wajah se unka kaam par se focus hatt gaya, aur kaam kaafi ghat gaya.

Rosy: Ab main apne aap ko aur apni mom ko unpe aur bojh nahi banana chaahti. Koi bhi job ho, bas main apna aur apni mom ka kharcha utha saku, aur apni household income mein kuch contribute kar saku, to mujhe khushi hogi.

Ye sun kar mujhe taras aa gaya. Maine Rosy ko apne office mein apni secretary bana liya.

Main: I can give you a job only on one condition. Aap immediately distance ya open graduation course mein enroll karoge. Aapki education ka kharcha company expenses se diya jayega, aur ye aapki salary se alag hoga. Kya aapko ten thousand rupees monthly salary manzoor hai?

Rosy: Yes sir, I am ok with ten thousand rupees monthly salary. Thank you very much for sponsoring my graduation.

Main: Aap ek tareekh ko apne sabhi certificates aur aapki graduation ki admission ka duly filled form leke aayiyega. Aapki admission fee ka draft aapko hamare accounts officer denge. Aap same day apna admission form submit karwa dijiyega.

Main: Main apne driver ko bol doonga. Wo aapko university office meri car mein le jayega, aur wapas office le aayega. Aapki joining formalities hum aapke university se lautne ke baad kar lenge.

Rosy: Thank you very much, sir

Main: OK Rosy, see you on first.

Rosy jaldi hi mere kaam karne ke tareeke se familiar ho gayi, aur kaafi efficiently kaam karne lagi. Office mein baaki log bhi uske kaam se kaafi khush the. Usko har saal company se bonus bhi milta aur highest rating pe increment bhi milta tha.

Agar zaroorat padti to main bhi uski paise de kar help kar deta. Samay-samay par wo chuttiya lekar apni graduation ke exams bhi deti rahi. Uski fees aur baaki kharche to office se usko mil hi jaate the.

Mujhe uski taraf koi khaas attraction nahi tha. Waise bhi office mein sabhi formals mein without any makeup aur jewellery ke hote hai.

Rosy ki graduation complete hone par maine office colleagues ke sath ek hotel mein party rakhi. Us party mein Rosy ko maine pehli baar us tarah se dekha.

Dekhta bhi kaise nahi, tight kapdo mein uski figure ubhar kar nazar aa rahi thi. Usko dekhte hi mere sipaahi ne khade ho kar usko salami de dali, aur hum dono ne formally hug kiya aur maine usko congratulate kiya.

Party mein sharaab wo pee rahi thi, aur nasha mujhe ho raha tha. Party khatam hote-hote raat ka ek baj gaya tha. Mera to usko dekh-dekh ke hi bura haal tha. DJ pe thirakti uski kamar ne mujhe poori tarah madhosh kar diya tha.

Maine usko kaha ki mera driver usko ghar pahuncha dega, par usne kaha ki usne apne husband ko call kar di thi, aur thodi hi der mein uska husband usko lene aa gaya aur mera KLPD ho gaya.

Ab mera mann Rosy pe poori tarah aa gaya tha. Main ye bhool gaya tha ki main ek shaadi-shuda do bachho ka baap hu. Mera lund to ab shayad meri biwi ke liye kabhi khada nahi hoga. Ab mera lund sirf Rosy ko chaahta tha. Mere mann mein ek sawaal baar-baar uth raha tha, ki itni hot aur sexy biwi ko abhi tak uske pati ne pregnant kaise nahi kiya.

Kareeb 6 saal ho chuke the Rosi ki shaadi hue, aur koi bachha nahi hua tha. Kya uski family usko nahi kehti family badhane ko? Agle hi din maine mauka milte hi Rosy se pooch hi liya.

Main: Rosy, tumhari shaadi ko kitne saal ho gaye?

Rosy: 6 years, sir.

Main: Aur tumhare bachhe kitne hai?

Rosy: Mera koi bachha nahi hai.

Ye kehte hue Rosy ke chehre par jo muskurahat hamesha rehti thi, wo gayab ho gayi. Main samajh gaya ki ye issue tha, aur shayad Rosy ki ek pareshani thi, jo mujhe ab tak nahi pata thi.

Main: Please don’t mind me asking, kya tum apni graduation tak family plan kar rahe ho?

Ye sun kar Rosy ke aankhon se aansu aa gaye. Maine turant usko gale se laga liya. Uske aansu ponche.

Main: Fikar mat karo, tum company ki kaafi honhaar employee ho. Agar koi medical issue hai, kisi tarah ke treatment ki zaroorat hai, to company insurance mein aap karwa lo. Agar chutti ki zaroorat ho to main aapke liye paid leave approve kar doonga. You have all rights to be a mother and be happy in your life.

Rosy: Sir, problem kaafi complicated hai. Mere husband ka sperm count bahut low hai. Medicines se koi faida nahi hua abhi tak. Doctors suggest kar rahe hai ki hame Sperm Donation IVF se hi bachha ho sakta hai. Is tarah ke treatments kaafi expensive hai, aur hamari company insurance mein covered bhi nahi hai.

Main: Kitna kharcha hai isme?

Rosy: Sir, dus laakh rupay to sirf donor ki fees hai. Baaki procedure ke dhayi lakh lagenge. Iske baad bhi conception se delivery tak kareeb teen se saadhe teen lakh ka kharcha hoga.

Main: Ye to bahut hi zyada hai. Itne paise to main company expense mein bhi nahi daal sakta. Ye jo donor hai, sabse zyada to yahi paise le raha hai. Kya tum isko jaanti ho?

Rosy: Nahi Sir, ye sab arrangement doctor karenge. Anonymity zaroori hai, nahi to kal ko koi mere bachhe ka baap hone ka dawa kare to?

Main: Agar donor ko society ka darr ho to wo kabhi aisa nahi karega. Koi aisa jiski social standing achi ho, wo kabhi aapko iss tarah se pareshan nahi karega.

Rosy: Sir, kaun aisa karega?

Main: Agar tum theek samjho to main personally isme tumhari madad karna chaahunga. Mujhe khushi hogi agar main aapko ek bachhe ka sukh de sakunga.

Rosy: Ye aap kya keh rahe ho Sir?

Rosy ne jhatka ke mujhe door kar diya. Idhar mere lund ne bhi salami leni shuru kar di thi. Mujhe laga ki shayad maine galti kar di. Agar isne kisi ko bata diya to.

Rosy: Sir, waise aap sahi keh rahe hai. Agar main aapke bachhe ki maa banti hu to na aap, na hi main kisi ko batayenge, aur mujhe itne kharche ki bhi zaroorat nahi padegi.

Rosy: Agar hum dono natural tareeke se baby paida kar le, to artificial insemination aur IVF process ke to paise bachenge hi, meri pregnancy mein delivery tak aane waale kharche bhi office aur insurance mein cover ho jayenge.

Maine bina waqt gawaye aage badh kar Rosy ke dono hath apne hath mein le liye, aur unko choom liya. Rosy ne apni aankhen band kar li, aur maine uske hontho ko choom liya.

Rosy: Sir, kya hum sab kuch yahi aapke cabin mein hi karenge?

Main: Nahi, main kisi hotel mein room book kar deta hu.

Rosy: Theek hai Sir, please share the details of the room and I will be there. How should I dress?

Main: Something Sexy.

Rosy: How about a Saree?

Main: Good choice.

Maine ek five star hotel mein room book karwaya Rosy ki details se, aur room ki booking details Rosy ko phone pe mil gayi. Shaam ko office ke baad main jab uske desk pe gaya, to pata chala ki wo ek ghanta pehle hi jaa chuki thi.

Main jaise hi gaadi mein baitha, to mujhe Rosy ka message aaya-

Rosy: Main pahunch gayi hu, aur main tumhare liye taiyaar hu. I am waiting for you.

Maine reply kar diya: I am cumming.

To Rosy ka jawaab aaya: Oh no, please don’t, please save that for me.

Main khush ho gaya. Maine driver ko ghar bhej diya aur khud gaadi lekar hotel pahunch gaya. Room mein gaya to Rosy ne poora room aroma candles se roshan kiya hua tha. Khud wo ek red saree mein gazab lag rahi thi.

Usne mujhe apne paas bistar par aane ka ishara kiya. Maine apna coat utaar kar hanger pe taang diya, aur tie dheeli karta hua uske paas pahuncha to usne meri tie pakad li, aur mujhe apni taraf kheench ke mere hontho pe apne honth laga diye. Ab hum dono French kiss karne lage.

Kiss karte hue mere hath uske mammo par chale gaye. Kya mast gol-gol ball jaise mamme the uske. Maine uska blouse khol diya aur usne meri shirt utaar di. Ab hum dono apni chest mila kar ek-doosre se lipat kar ek-doosre ko pyar kar rahe the. Tabhi usne meri belt utaar kar meri pant ke hooks khol diye, aur maine apni pant ke sath mein underwear bhi utaar diya.

Fir Rosy ne turant mera tanna hua lund apne dono hatho mein pakad ke masalna shuru kar diya.

Rosy: Sir, aapka to kaafi lamba aur mota hai. Mere pati ka to bahut hi chhota hai, aur itna hard bhi nahi khada hota.

Main: My dear, main isko poori tarah se tumhari chut mein daal kar tumhe poore maze bhi doonga, aur tumhe apne bachhe ki maa bhi banaunga.

Rosy: Sir, aapke mujh par kayi ehsaan hai. Mujhe itni achi naukari di, meri padhayi poori karwayi, aur ab main ek asli mard ke mote aur lambe lund se chud ke pregnant hone wali hu.

Rosy: Sir, main aapki personality se tab se hi impressed hu. Jab maine aapko pehli baar apna interview lete hue dekha tha. Sach, agar koi majboori na bhi hoti, to bhi main aapse chudne se kabhi mana nahi karti. Agar aap kehte to main office mein bhi aap se chud jati. I really love you Sir.

Main: I love you too Rosy. Mera lund bhi tumhari chut ki gehraiya naapne ko bekaraar hai.

Rosy: To der kis baat ki hai Sir? Lijiye, ghusa dijiye apne lund ko meri chut mein, aur kar dijiye mujhe pregnant.

Ye keh kar Rosy ne apni taange faila di, aur main iski clean shaved chut aur taange dekh kar deewana ho gaya. Maine apne aap par kaabu paya, aur uski saree poori khol di. Ab wo mere saamne poori nangi thi.

Maine apni ek ungli uski geeli chut mein ghusayi, aur doosre hath ko uske ek boob pe rakh kar dabane laga aur doosre boob ko choomne aur choosne laga. Wo kasmasane lagi, aur siskariyan lene lagi.

Rosy: Ahh ohhh yeah aahh.

Aur Rosy akadne lagi aur uski chut se paani nikalna shuru ho gaya.

Rosy: Sir, please, ab aap aur der mat kijiye, aapka lauda bahut hard ho gaya hai. Ab aap isko meri chut mein poora ghusa do. Please don’t make me wait, fuck me, fuck me now Sir.

Maine apne laude ko Rosy ki chut pe set kiya, usne apni chut ko poori tarah khol ke mere lund ka swaagat kiya. Fir ek hi jhatke mein aadha andar ghusa diya.

Rosy: Sir, isse aage shayad meri chut ne lund nahi liya. Meri is aadhi sealed chut ko aaj aap khol dijiye. Lagaiye ek aur dumdaar jhatka, aur faad daaliye isko.

Main: My darling, Ok, main tumhari chut faad daalunga.

Kon keh sakta tha ki is ladki ki shaadi ho chuki thi. Ye to kuwari hi thi. Itni chut to ladkiyan apni galti se bhi khol baithti hai. Yahi sochte hue maine ek aur jhatka lagaya, aur mera poora lund Rosy ki chut mein tha.

Rosy dard se tadap rahi thi, magar usne muh se koi awaaz nahi nikali. But aankhen band karke dard kam hone ka intezaar karne lagi. Aur main bhi usko pyar se choomte hue uske mamme sehlaane laga.

Thodi der baad jab uska dard kam hua, to usne apni aankhen kholi aur apne nichle hontho ko daanto ke neeche dabaate hue kaha-

Rosy: Thank you meri chut ko poora kholne ke liye Sir. Aapka lund to shayad meri bachhe-daani tak pahunch gaya hai. Ab aap meri bachhe-daani mein apne paani ki pichkari maar ke kar dijiye mujhe pregnant.

Main: Oh! Rosy, I love you my darling.

Maine Rosy ke mammo ko pakad ke daba diya aur kass ke pakad liya. Usne bhi mere hips ko pakad ke apni taraf kheench liya, aur apni taango ko meri peeth pe lapet diya. Hum dono dheere-dheere apni kamar hilaane lage. Maine apne honth uske hontho se jod diye. Main uski garam saanse mehsoos kar sakta tha. Wo band aankhon se is pal ka poora maza le rahi thi.

Thodi hi der mein hum dono ek-doosre ki baahon mein lipte hue the, lip locked, lund in chut with slow passionate movements. Rosy ne mujhe achi tarah baahon aur taango se jakad liya tha, aur mera lund uski chut mein poora andar-baahar ho raha tha.

Tabhi Rosy ne apni baahon mein pakad kar mujh par kass liya. Uske mamme patthar ki tarah sakht meri chaati se lage dab rahe the. Usne apni kamar ko kuch zordaar jhatke lagaye, aur wo jhadne lagi. Main thodi der ke liye ruk gaya.

Rosy: Sir, I have a confession to make. Mujhe itni jaldi shaadi nahi karni chahiye thi. Aaj meri sahi maayeno mein chudai hui hai. Mere pati to apne chhote se lund ko meri chut mein kuch hi minto mein khaali karke faarigh ho jaate hai.

Rosy: Mera to shaadi ke in 6 saalon mein kabhi paani nahi nikla. Aaj main poori tarah se chud ke tript ho gayi hu, aur aapka jhadna abhi baaki hai. Sir, main apni galti ke liye aapse maafi maangti hu. Mujhe shaadi karne ki jaldi nahi karni chahiye thi.

Rosy: Aap please meri galti sudhaar do. Mujhe apni patni sweekaar karo aur apna paani mere andar chhodh ke meri sooni kokh bhar do. Sir, main aapke ek nahi aur bhi bachho ki maa banna chaahungi. Main aaj se aapko apna pati maanti hu. Oh! I love you Sir.

Main: Rosy, my darling, main bhi shaadi-shuda hu. Mere do bachhe bhi hai. Main khush hu ki main tumhe pregnant hone mein madad kar raha hu. Magar main tumse shaadi nahi kar sakta, aur na hi tumhe apni shaadi ko todne ki salaah doonga.

Main: Mujhe khushi hogi agar tum mere se chud kar garbhwati ho jao, aur agar chaahti ho to tumhe main aur bachho ka sukh bhi doonga. Magar ye baat hum secret rakhenge.

Rosy: Ok Sir, you are right sir. Ye hamara ek secret rahega. Main apne pati se usi tarah chudti rahungi, magar garbhwati aap se houngi.

Aur maine uski chut mein firse dhakke lagane shuru kar diye. Is baar maine uske mammo ko pakad ke full speed se usko chodna shuru kar diya. Wo bhi kamar utha-utha kar mera sath de rahi thi. Uske hard mamme ek-dum tennis ball ki tarah mere hath mein feel ho rahe the, aur mera lund bilkul ek iron rod ki tarah tann gaya tha.

Mujhe yaad nahi meri biwi ko chodne mein mujhe kabhi itna maza aaya ho. Kareeb aadhe ghante tak dhakke lagane ke baad Rosy ki chut tight hone lagi. Maine bhi apni speed badha di. Rosy ne apni taange poori tarah se faila li, aur mere lund ko poori tarah se andar jaane dene lagi.

Rosy: Sir, I want to get pregnant with your baby. Please cum at the deepest in my pussy. Meri chut ke bilkul andar lund daal kar apne paani ko chhodhiye. Please mujhe pregnant kar dijiye, aur apne pyar ka proof dijiye.

Ye sun kar mujhe aur josh aa gaya, aur maine kuch hi jhatko mein apne paani ki pichkari Rosy ki chut mein chhodh di. Meri pichkari choot-te hi Rosy ne mujhe kass ke baahon aur taango se jakad liya, aur thank you kehti-kehti choomne lagi. Uski chut mere paani se poori tarah se bhar gayi thi.

Kareeb pandrah minute baad hum dono alag hue aur hamne sath mein shower liya. Rosy bahut khush thi, aur shower mein mujhe baar-baar kiss kar rahi thi. Kyunki hame kaafi der ho gayi thi, isliye hamne mood hote hue bhi dobara sex nahi kiya.

Hum taiyaar hue, aur apne-apne ghar nikal gaye. Hamne decide kiya ki pregnancy confirm hone tak hum isi tarah roz mil kar chudai karenge. Us maheene jab Rosy ka period nahi hua to wo office mein heart shape ki pastries le kar aayi, aur usne mujhe ek baby shape ki chocolate di.

Main samajh gaya ki main ab Rosy ke bachhe ka baap banne wala tha. Bachha hone ke baad Rosy aur maine fainsla kiya, ki hum apni chudai jaari rakhenge magar bachha nahi ho uske liye Rosy ne birth control implant lagwa liya. Hum roz secretly ek apartment pe milte aur maze se chudai karte.

Main befikar Rosy ki chut mein hi jhadta, aur Rosy bhi meri chudai se do se teen baar jhadti. Kuch saal baad Rosy ne mujhe bata ke apna birth control implant hata diya. Us din usne mujhe chudai se pehle wahi baby shaped chocolate di, aur mere seene se lag gayi.

Aaj Rosy ka ghar mere 2 beto se abaad hai.

On Friday, I came back from college at 3 pm. Padma Aunty, who was in the kitchen, called me and said, smiling, “Your new wife and her husband invited you to their house, Rajesh.”

I knew she was talking about Farhan, his wife Mumtaz, with whom we had an orgy last Friday night. I said, “But Aunty, they will be in their community clustered area. What will happen if someone comes to know about us?”

“Do you think they reside in the Shivajinagar area? Their house is in Jayanagar 4th Block. They are filthy rich. Farhan is a nice guy who will take care of you very well. He said his parents have gone to Ajmer Dargah, and his sister has gone for an educational tour. So enjoy your weekend with your bride, boy.”

Blushing, I went to my room, took a bath and sat down to study. On Saturday at 6 pm, I stood before the house address Padma Aunty had given. It was not a middle-class house but a huge bungalow. Seeing the house, I guessed Farhan was a rich guy. Who wanted his money when I had his gorgeous wife?

I rang the doorbell. The door opened, and Mumtaz stood before me with a huge smile. “Thanks, Rajeshji, for coming. I can’t express how much I am happy to see you again. I was thinking about you the whole week. Please do come in.”

Mumtaz led me in. I observed her dress. She was wearing a blue nylon saree and a matching blouse. She looked elegant and gorgeous and looked like she had taken bath just now. I saw Farhan sitting on the sofa. Seeing me, he got, giving me a firm handshake.

He said, “Glad you came, Rajesh or-else Mumtaz would have thrown me out today to search for you. Have a seat.” Mumtaz quickly went to the kitchen and returned with a cool drink. She was behaving like a little girl and blushing like a bride. Giving the glass, she sat beside me.

I was sandwiched between husband and wife. While drinking juice, Mumtaz asked me about college, stroking my face in affection. I was mumbling. I was slightly afraid as I was in a new place.

“Do you want to take some time, or do you want to start right now, Rajesh? Mumtaz is very eager, you know, she is mad about you. I want her to have a good time. Please take care of her and satisfy her,” Farhan came right to the point.

Mumtaz stood up as I kept the glass on the centre table. Pulling me up, she said, “Come, Rajeshji, you can relax in our bedroom.” She led me to their room. I was shocked to see the bedroom, which was almost 500 sq feet. A big cot in the centre, with a sofa on one side and a study table in one corner.

Two walls were full of decorated wardrobes. As I was observing the room, Mumtaz tried to unzip my pant. She said,” I know that you like to get your penis sucked. Shall I suck it, Rajeshji?”

“Do what you like, Mumthazji,” I said.

“No, Ji, please. Just call me Mumtaz,” Mumtaz said and pulled out my cock from my pants. Seeing it hard, she said, “You are ready like me. We can enjoy ourselves the whole nightFarhanji won’t disturb us. Last time it was a crowd with Padma and Ramanji. I want you to show your love only to me and me to you.”

Mumtaz made me sit on the edge of the bed and knelt on the floor before me. Holding my cock at the base, Mumtaz licked the pre-cum of the tip lapping up my juice. She started licking my cock from the base to the top, stretching her tongue out. She was looking with worshipful eyes.

Due to upper body movement, Mumtaz’s saree pallo fell to her lap, revealing her blouse and fair bosom. She was not wearing a bra as her nipples were trying to poke out her thin blouse material.

Seeing me looking at her cleavage, Mumtaz said, “Sorry, I was being selfish. I know how much you like my breasts. One sec, I will remove the blouse, and you can feel and play with them as you like, Rajeshji.” She began unhooking her blouse hooks with one hand, not stopping sucking my cock.

Mumtaz removed the blouse hooks with one hand with ease. Parting the blouse flaps revealing her twin treasure said, “They were waiting for your touch from last week. They are all yours now.” Saying she took my cock again in her mouth and started sucking without getting teeth on the skin.

Dropping my hands down, I caught her perfect C cup firm breasts in each hand and wasn’t surprised to feel the body heat through her breasts. I tapped her hard nipples when Farhan entered the room carrying a laptop. His upper body was bare, and he was wearing only shorts.

He sat in the centre of the bed and said, “Don’t bother about me, Rajesh. You both enjoy yourself. I have some work to finish and will be just a spectator today. Mumtaz has pleasured me by giving me blowjobs daily, which she refused to do earlier. Thanks to you and Padma Bhabhi.”

Mumtaz was unhooking my pant and nudged me to get up. She had removed her blouse by now from her shoulders. I got up and pulled my pants down, along with briefs. I lifted my leg, and she removed it, neatly folding it on the bed.

She stood up facing me. Holding my cock in her right hand, raising on her toes, brought her lips close to mine and kissed me on the lips. Her soft, tender sweet lips were crushed to my lips, pushing her tongue into my mouth. I sucked her tender tongue, sucking her saliva into my mouth.

Mumtaz’s breasts were getting crushed on my chest. I embraced her across her back, feeling the heat of her flesh. Today Mumtaz was very aggressive in kissing. Hugging her tightly. I kissed her back with passion. I saw Farhan jerking his small cock. He was nude now and was watching us.

Still kissing, embracing Mumtaz firmly, lifting her off the floor. She embraced by neck tightly. I carried her to the bed and laid her on the bed gently beside her husband. Mumtaz was blushing, looking at her husband. I sat near her legs. She folded her legs with knees up and feet on the bed.

Her saree, which was at her knees, fell to her midriff, exposing her creamy thighs and legs. My eyes fell on her crotch. It was covered by panties and soiled in the front with her juices. I roamed my hand on her mound, feeling her wetness.

I pressed the panties, which dipped in her slit showing the wet slit line. Holding the waistband, I was about to pull her panties but stopped. Looking at Farhan, I asked, “Shall I?”

“Go ahead, boy. You needn’t ask my permission. She is all yours,” Farhan said.

Mumtaz had already lifted her ass off the bed and looked at me. I peeled the sticky panties from my legs and threw them on the floor. Widening her legs, pussy lips parting, she asked, “I am ready for you, my love.” Without answering, I removed my shirt, getting fully nude.

I knelt between her legs and mouthed her pussy. Mumtaz was surprised to see me eating her pussy. She lifted her ass, thrusting her mound to my face. She just had an orgasm as her pussy leaked non-stop, smearing my face with her juices. I was licking her lips and lapping her dripping juices.

Mumtaz had opened her lips with both hands, indicating I pushed my tongue inside. I dipped my tongue in her slit and tongue fucked her. She was thrashing her body on the bed. My one hand were on her tummy, trying to pin her down. I inserted my right hand middle finger into her love hole and finger fucked her.

“Yes…Yes… You are doing good, Rajeshji. Keep fucking me. I am close again,” Mumtaz groaned.

Finger fucking her, I moved my tongue to her clit and began licking it. Mumtaz was moaning at the top of her voice, showing how much she loved my finger and mouth on her pussy.

“God! I am cumming, Rajeshji!” Mumtaz shouted and pressed my head to her pussy, not allowing me to breathe.

Then I heard a female voice screaming, “WHAT IS GOING ON HERE, BHAIYA?”

I couldn’t turn back as Mumtaz held my head. I looked at Farhan, who looked shocked and covered his crotch with a pillow. Pulling Mumtaz’s hands off my head, I turned back. I saw a lady dressed in jeans standing near the door. Her face flushed with anger and shock.

I got up and covered my manhood with a pillow, like Farhan. I saw Mumtaz enjoying her orgasm, unaware of the stranger in the room. Her pussy was wide open. Bending, I pulled her saree over her legs and covered her thighs and pussy from the stranger lady. I covered her chest with her saree pallo.

“I will explain, Ayesha,” Farhan was pleading with the lady with a meek tone.

“What is there to explain, bhaiya? Some boy is eating your wife’s… chee…that too in front of you. Don’t you feel ashamed to allow Bhabhi to get so intimate with a boy in our house? He looks younger than me. Who is this boy, by the way?” The lady shouted.

“This is Rajesh, my friend Raman’s nephew. Rajesh, this is my sister, Ayesha,” Farhan introduced us.

So this lady was Farhan’s younger sister Ayesha. I observed her. She was around 25, wearing jeans and a shirt. I was amused to see her flat chest, skinny legs and arms. But she had a cute baby-like face and was very fair. What she lacked in her body made up with her face.

She resembled 90’s cinema actress Mamata Kulkarni.

Seeing me studying her, Ayesha asked me, “How old are you, and what are you doing?”

“I am 20 and studying 2nd Engineering,” I replied confidently.

Hearing the commotion, Mumtaz got up. Seeing her sister-in-law Ayesha, her face turned white as if she had seen a ghost. She looked at her husband, me and then at Ayesha. Wrapping her pallo across her breasts, Mumtaz asked meekly, “When did you come, Ayesha?”

“I came when you were getting your pussy eaten by this boy,” Ayesha screamed at her Bhabhi.

Hearing the word pussy, Mumtaz cringed and asked, “You were supposed to come tomorrow evening. How did you come in? I had locked the main door.”

“Have you forgotten that I have keys, and this is my house too? I don’t need your nor your cuckold husband’s permission,” Ayesha said, and her tone was a bit softer now.

“I can understand your view Ayesha, but what to do? I have my desires too. As a woman, I hope you can understand me,” Mumtaz said, seeing Ayesha mellowed down.

“What is there to understand, Bhabhi? Is my brother not a man enough to satisfy your urges?” Ayesha said.

Removing the pillow from his crotch, revealing his two-inch dick, Farhan said, “Tell me, how can I satisfy my wife with this? Moreover, my sperm count is less. That’s why Mumtaz couldn’t bear my child for five years.”

“If it is for the baby, you could have undergone IVF. Why are you allowing this boy to fuck your wife?” Ayesha said, looking at her brother’s cock.

“As my sperm count is less, we must depend on strangers’ sperm. We won’t know what type of person he is. Moreover, all our relatives and friends will come to know about my weakness. Rajesh is a known boy, and I trust him completely,” Farhan gave a long speech.

“I agree, you want a good sperm. You could have given the doctor his semen, and Bhabhi could have born his baby. Why are you allowing this boy to fuck your wife?” Ayesha said.

“Don’t you want your Bhabhi to enjoy the sexual desires I cannot provide her? Rajesh will come only when we ask him. It will be discreet. We did it in our home as you and our parents were not here. This won’t happen in this house again. I will book a room in a hotel from now on,” Farhan said, looking at his wife and sister.

“How come you came early, Ayesha? Did Imran not satisfy you properly?” Mumtaz said to Ayesha with a naughty smile.

Ayesha’s face turned red on hearing the name Imran. She mumbled and said meekly,  “Who…which Imran are you talking about, Bhabhi?”

“The mechanic guy Imran, Ayesha. Do you think that I don’t know that you have been fucking him for 2 years? I didn’t tell your brother or your parents. I know you are a grown-up girl and know your responsibilities. I won’t interfere in your life. I expect you to do the same.” Mumtaz said with an authoritative tone.

Everyone in the room was stunned, including me. I was surprised to see the other side of Mumtaz, who I thought was a naïve housewife. I wanted to hug her and show my appreciation. But I didn’t, as the family saga was still on.

“Yes Bhabhi, I am sorry bhaiya,” Ayesha was about to cry.

“Relax, Ayesha. I knew you had booked a room at Ramanasree Resorts for today and tomorrow. I don’t like that guy, but I kept quiet as I knew you were wiser than me.” Mumtaz said.

“That bastard wanted me to sleep with his friends in the resort. I slapped him and came back,” Ayesha said, controlling her tears.

“You did a good thing. Now if your argument is over, will you please leave? Rajesh ji has ignited the fire in me, as you saw. I need him to douse the fire. No hard feelings Ayesha. You are still my cute sister-in-law and my best friend,” Mumtaz said, trying to make Ayesha leave the room.

“I have to stay in the house in my room, instead why don’t I stay here and watch the live show? If you and Bhai don’t mind,” Ayesha said with a kinky smile.

Mumtaz nervously looked at her hubby and me. Farhan shrugging his shoulders, said, “If you and Rajesh are ok with having Ayesha here, I don’t mind. This is your room, Mumtaz. You take a call.”

Mumtaz looked at me, and I nodded yes. She thought for a moment and said, “Fine, you can stay, Ayesha. But this is our room, and whatever happens in this room stays in this room. My rules, and you will respect your Bhai and me like before. If you agree, I don’t mind. Moreover, I will be happy.”

The story continues.

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Parichay:

Sab logon ko mera namaskar. Yeh meri pehli kahani hai. Main Mumbai mein hi pala badha hu. Meri wife se separate hone ke baad, main apne maa baap ke sath apne western suburb ke ghar mein rehta hu.

Aapko kahani ke mukhya stree patra ke bare mein kuch baate bata deta hu. Aur yeh ghatna kab hui uske bare mein bhi. Lockdown ke chalte safety ko dhyaan mein rakhte hue humari society ne security aur housekeeping staff ko building mein khali pade rooms mein rehne ka bandobast kiya.

Housekeeping staff group mein ek aurat thi. Uska naam Chandrika tha, sab usko Chanda bai bulate the. Chanda bai ki umar 38 se 40 ke beech ki hogi. Usko ek 18 saal ki beti thi. Dikhne mein Chanda bai theek thak thi.

Gehua rang par naak nakshi ekdum sahi. Mast kasa hua bhara pura badan tha uska. Uske mamme zyada bade nahi the, andazan 34 ke honge. Par mast kase hue the, aur uski kamar 32 ke kareeb. Sabse aakarshak thi uski gaand mast chaudhi aur bhari hui 38 ya 40 ka size hoga uska.

Woh zyadatar slawar kameez aur sareee pehenti thi. Par dono mein uski chaudhi gaand mast ubahrkar dikhti thi. Jab woh saree pehenke kaam karti, to usse thoda upar utha kar apni kamar mein kos deti.

Jis wajahse uski mast masal tango ka ghutno tak deedar hota. Aate jate jo bhi mard Chanda bai ko kaam karte dekhta, woh apne lund pe zaroor haat ferta. Jab woh salwar kameez pehenti to duppata apne kamar mein bandh deti.

Jissey uski figure aur mast dikhti thi. Salwar kameez mein kaam karte hue jab bhi woh uth baith karti to kameez ka kapda uski badi gaand ki darrar mein faske reh jata. Jissey woh kameez ki side ko pakad ke bahar kheech leti. Woh drushya dekhte banta tha.

Chanda bai thode kadak mijaas ki aurat thi. Agar usne kisi mard ko usse gandi nazar se tadte hue pakad liya to usse woh khup gali deti aur bakheda khada karti. Isliye log usse chup chup kar tadte, koi sidhe dekhne ki himmat nahi karta.

Lockdown ke chalte usse building mein hi rehne ke liye kaha gaya. To usne apne pati aur beti ko bhi saath bula liya. Unhe society ne ek khali pada 1bhk mein rehne de diya.

Uska pati koi khaas kaam nahi karta tha. Isliye Chanda bai ke minnat karne par society walo ne uske pati ko maali ka kaam de diya. Uska pati tha to hatta kata par ek no ka piyakkad tha. Apni sari kamai woh daru mein hi uda deta.

Meri aur Chanda bai ki koi khaas pehchan nahi thi. Jaise building ke baki sab log jante the ki ye housekeeping staff hai main bhi usse waise janta tha. Meri aadat hai ki main har mehnat karne wale insaan se bade izzat se pesh aata hu.

Fir chahe uska kaam kitna hi chote darze ka kyo na ho. Mera koi personal saaf safai ka kaam ho to housekeeping staff ko uske alag se paise deta. Holi aur Diwali ke tyohar mein sab security aur housekeeping staff ko mithayi aur nagad baksheesh deta.

Meri issi aadat ke chalte building ke saare security aur housekeeping staff meri bohut izzat karte. Mere kisi kaam ke liye bulane par turant hazir ho jate.

Shurwaat: –

Lockdown ke chalte sabhi housekeeping staff building mein hi rehne lage. Unki shift (8 se 5) khatam hone par woh apne diye hue rooms mei jakar aaram aur khana pina karte. Aate jate lift mein kabhi koi housekeeping staff mil jata mujhe to mein unse dua salam karta aur unka haal chaal bhi puchta.

Covid-19 ke chalte sabke liye mushkil ki ghadi thi aur sab ek dusre ki madad kar rahe the. Aise hi aate jate kai baar lift mein meri mulakaat Chanda bai se bhi hojati. Main unse bhi dua salam kar leta aur unka haal chaal puch leta.

Woh bohut muskurate hue thodi sharmate hue, ‘Ji saheb, ji saheb’ keh kar mere sawalon ka jawab deti. Main pehle kabhi bhi Chanda bai ko kamuk nazariye se nahi dekhta tha. Mere liye woh sirf ek achhi housekeeping staff thi.

Chanda bai ko unki shift khatam hone ke baad mila lift mein to woh dheeli maxi pehne hue hoti thi. Usse maxi mein samne se dekhne par uski figure ka koi andaza nahi lagta. Par jaise usse peeche se dekho to uski bhari hui gaand apna mast ubhaar zahir karti.

Aur gaur se dekhne par uski gaand ke beech ki darrar bhi dikhai deti. Aisa lagta ki woh kapdo ke neeche panty nahi pehnti thi. Shayad isiliye kaam karte hue kai baar uski kameez bhi uski gaand ki darrar mein fass jati.

Chanda bai hi apne pati aur beti ke sath alag room mei thi aur apne liye khana khud banati thi. Lockdown ke chalte khane ki mannchahi cheeze nahi milti thi. Kabhi order ki hui cheezon mein koi aisi cheez aaye jo mere ghar mein pasand nahi aati to usse Chanda bai ko de deta.

Usse meri di hui achhi quality ki cheezei milne par achha lagta. Aur iss baat ki bhi khushi hoti ki uske saman kharidne ke paise bach gaye. Kabhi mere ghar extra sabzi bhi aati to usmei se thodi sabzi Chanda bai ko de deta.

Chanda bai ab jab bhi aate jate mujhse milti to thoda khulke baat karti. Pehle jaise sharmati nahi. Mere dil mei abhi bhi uske liye koi kamuk khayaal nahi aaya tha. Mujhe uske swabhav mein kuch badlav sa laga.

Usse milne par aisa lagta ke jaise woh mera dhyan pana chahati thi. Woh seedhe meri aankh se aankh milakar bohut muskurate hue baat karti. Mujhse baat karte hue uske haat bhi ek jagah nahi rehte. Aur bhi bohut se nakhre karte hue baat karti.

Lockdown ko ek mahina hone aagaya tha. Ek din subah chai nashta karke main ghar ka kuch saaman lane ke liye nikla. Lift ke agle manzil pe Chanda bai apne pure saafsafai ke samman ke saath ruki thi.

Usne mujhe dekha aur smile bhi di. Fir woh palatkar apne safai ke saamn ki trolly ko kheechte hue ulte paau lift ke andar aane lagi. Main peeche sarakte hue lift ke pichle hisse se sattkar ekdum beechmein khada hogaya.

Mujhe laga usse utni jagah kafi ho jayegi apne trolly ko leke khade hone mein. Chanda bai apni trolly lift ke andar kheechte hue piiche tak aagayi. Qoh thoda jhuk kar trolly kheech rahi thi.

Jiski wajahse uski mast chaudhi bhari hui gaand bahar ki aur nikli hui thi. Uski woh mast chaudhi bhari hui gaand dham se mere lund ke hisse se takra gayi. Kya mast ahesas tha uski naram gaand ka.

Mere pure badan mein jaise koi bijli si daud gayi uski gaand mere lund pe takrane se. Mera lund bhi aisa tez current lagne se fatse jaag utha. Ab usne aisa jaanbuch kar kiya tha ya anjane mein, ye mujhe pata nahi.

Chanda bai apni gaand mere lund ko takrate hi seham ke seedhe khadi hogayi. Par abhi bhi uski gaand mere halke se khade lund ko chu rahi thi. Aur mera lund ab jyaada tight hone laga tha.

Chanda bai mujhe dekhkar muskurati hui boli, “Sorry saheb, trolly kheechte hue mujhe andaza nahi raha ki main zyaada peechu ko aagayi.”

Main – Koi baat nahi Chanda bai.

Aisa kehte hue thoda side mein sarakne laga. Par iss chakkar mein mera adkhada lund Chanda bai ki gaand pe ragadta gaya. Chanda bai ko mere adkhade lund ka uski naram badi gaand pe ragadne ka aehsas ho raha tha.

Par woh kuch bole bina mujhe dekhte hue muskurati rahi. Jab main side mein hua to woh mujhe dekh kar ab bhi muskura rahi thi. Par uski muskurahat mein ek nathkhat pan tha. Mera lund kafi tan chukka tha.

Aur itna sab hote hue lift teen manzil neeche aagai thi jaha usse jana tha. Lift ka darwaza khula aur Chanda bai bahar nikalne ko hui. Main ekdum achambit ho gaya. Chanda bai seedhe samne ki or jhukne ki bajaye, meri taraf thodi tedhi hoke jhuki.

Jissey uski gaand fir se mere khade hue tight lund se takra gayi. Mera lund barabar uske gaand ki darrar mein tha. Chanda bai aise hi jhukte hue meri or dekh ke firse ek nathkhat muskaan di.

Woh Marathi mein boli, “Chala saheb nantar bhetu.” (Sahab fir milenge hum). Usne jab trolly ko dhakelne ke liye jor lagaya to apni gaand ko mere lund pe zor se dabaya. Woh aage ki aur badh gayi.

Par iss pure waqt woh aage dekhne ke bajaye meri or dekh ke nathkhat muskaan de rahi thi.  Chanda bai bahar nikli aur ussi jhuki hui pose mein apni gaand ko bahar ki or nikale khadi rahi.

Mujhe dekh ke nathkhat muskaan deti rahi aur lift ka darwaza band hota gaya. Main kisi bewakoof ki tarha hakka bakka hoke bas usse dekhta raha. Lift ka darwaza band hua par main ab bhi sadmei mein tha.

Ye sab kya hua, mere track pant mein tambu ban chukka tha. Uss waqt pehli baar mere mann mei Chanda bai ke liye kamuk vaasna jagi.

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