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It was a cold night, and I was shivering in my bed. I couldn’t sleep as I was too excited for tomorrow when my uncle, aunt, and their daughter would be coming to our place. We used to live in a joint family in one big house, but my uncle had to move to Kolkata on account of his work with his family.

My cousin Arnika was 18+ at that time. I still remember how when we were kids, we would kiss each other. It wasn’t one of those hot or raunchy things because we didn’t really know what we were doing. We just did it because we saw it in English movies. During those days, I felt a little weird because I didn’t understand what was so good about doing it. It was so long ago, and we seldom met after my uncle relocated.

We would try to steal a kiss whenever we got a chance, more because we wanted to continue our secret tradition and less because we felt anything about it for each other. It had been a while since we met and all this happened so long ago that now it was just a faint memory.

But today, lying awake in my bed I didn’t know why those memories had come flooding back. It wasn’t like I was in love or anything! Or was it? My right hand instinctively reached inside my underwear and took hold of my shriveled-from-cold dick.

From my left hand, I reached out and picked up my phone, unlocked it, and opened the photos of my cousin. She was very petite and had a pretty face. She was just the right amount of curvy. As I recalled all those memories of us lip-locking while watching her photos, my dick started to grow in my hand as I slowly and gently stroked it.

I was imagining it was my cousin’s hand that was on my dick, while my tongue was exploring her mouth. Then I moved my hand a little faster while my eyes were glued to that petite figure and juicy boobs of my cousin in her photo. I was now moving it faster, my foreskin was sliding rapidly from the tip of my penis to the base of the head.

I could feel the buildup while imagining my dick sliding within the wet walls of my cousin’s tight pussy. My fingers were parting her pussy lips. Then I released a good amount of sperm within the sheet and in a few minutes, I drifted off to sleep.

The next day my uncle arrived in the morning with my aunt and my cousin. I was feeling a little guilty about last night for thinking about my cousin in that way. Anyway, I picked up their luggage and welcomed them inside while avoiding looking at my cousin. I just said a simple and cold “hello” to my cousin and she nodded.

After talking about how their journey was and laughing reminiscing, it was time for breakfast. We had some hot samosas and jalebi with curd for breakfast and we decided to go out shopping later in the day. The topic moved on to my studies in 3rd year of engineering and my future career prospects and all the thoughts about previous nights vanished from my mind. My cousin would be giving JEE at the end of this year.

“Bhaiya, when does the placement start in your college?”, she asked with a smile.

“It will be starting pretty soon. There are a few companies that pick students for internships in their 3rd year. If their work is satisfactory and they show a good affinity for learning, then the same companies pick them in their final year and offer them the suitable package.”

“So how much package is offered on average?”

I could see she was really curious about what was awaiting her in the later years in terms of her career after she would enter college. Honestly, I too had been wondering about placements lately.

“Well, I am not in some IIT or NIT, but in a normal private college. So I wouldn’t expect anything more than 3-4 LPA at the start. But the average package goes to about 7 LPA and above.”

“Oh, don’t worry, I think you will surely get a good package. It is perfectly all right for us average students.” She winked at me and I laughed at her attempt at humor. I knew her parents must be pressuring her to get into IITs or NITs and she must be quite nervous for the entrance exams.

In the late afternoon, all of us went to the market which had a combination of showrooms, mini-malls, and normal shops and restaurants. After shopping and buying a few things, we decided to go to the nearby multiplex and watch a movie together for a perfect evening. It was a little crowded on the street and Arnika didn’t know where the multiplex was. So, without thinking anything, I took hold of her hand and we followed my parents and uncle and aunt.

It wasn’t until halfway to the multiplex that I became aware that I was holding my cousin’s hand and the thoughts of my previous night came flooding back in my mind. Oh! The things I wanted her hands to do last night!

We were near the multiplex and it wasn’t nearly as crowded. With the previous night’s guilt, I let go of my cousin’s hand. It wasn’t until a few steps ahead that my cousin was beside me holding my hand. I looked at her. She was looking toward the poster of the movie and smiling. Still feeling guilty, I brushed the thoughts of her having any similar thoughts aside. It most probably was innocent, I was after all her cousin brother.

We bought the tickets and waited outside the entry door with other people for the gates to open. I was standing back leaning on the wall, Arnika was standing beside me and everyone else was seated on a sofa kept there. I didn’t want those thoughts to resurface in my mind and create a misunderstanding. It was a tussle between my desire and lust and morality.

Without any intention, my hand brushed Arnika’s hand while I was involuntarily trying to get my hand in my pocket to take out my phone. I realized it a second later.

After a few seconds, I felt her hand brushing mine. Surprised, I glanced down and realized it was intentional. She just looked ahead and smiled. The gate opened and we went into the hall grabbing the 3D glasses being handed out in the lobby.

Our seats were at the back, and naturally, I was sitting beside my cousin, given the fact that we had been walking together from the market. We took a seat as some advertisements were playing out on the screen.

These were good seats where you can just remove the armrest. We had a bucket of popcorn delivered to us on our seats so that was the first thing we did. The bucket was resting partially on my left leg and her right. Then the movie began.

We were enjoying the movie. It wasn’t long before the popcorn was finished and our hands had brushed many times. Still neither she nor I made any attempt to throw away the bucket. And it was then I dared to make a move.

I slipped my hand in the gap between us, between my left and her right leg, under the bucket. I lightly touched her leg. She realized this as I saw her give a very quick glance downward. Then my cousin slipped her hand beneath the bucket. We held each other’s hand and our fingers intertwined. We knew it was wrong and we didn’t care.

After a few minutes of holding hands together, they were sweaty and I released my grip. Understanding that, she released hers too. Then I moved my hand and caressed her leg beneath the bucket. She moved her leg a little closer to mine so I had better access.

I kept caressing her leg. She was wearing a skirt that reached down to her knees. It was to my advantage that we were sitting in a chair that gave me access to reach under and cover my hand with her skirt. I was caressing her bare thighs.

Her thighs were smooth and silky to the touch of my rough hands. Slowly, I moved my hand to her inner thighs under her skirt. I could feel the heat her pussy was emanating. I was getting excited.

Suddenly, she turned left and asked her mother who was sitting beside her intent on watching the movie, for a shawl. She said she was feeling a little cold. Then she got the shawl and draped it around herself in such a way that some of it covered me as well. I understood her plan.

For a few seconds, I caressed her inner thighs. My hand felt the warmth that it was going to experience. Slowly, I moved my hand towards her pussy. The warmth was increasing.

Suddenly, I felt her hand in the way. I didn’t understand! Did she not want it? Am I being too forward?

I was already getting aroused. I had started to rub my dick with my right hand and it was getting hard under the shawl-covered pants like it had never been. Then I waited for a few seconds and felt her fingers on my hand.

I moved my hand toward her pussy. She had moved aside her panties with her fingers! She was holding the elastic so I had free access to feel her. Then I started to rub her pussy lips gently with my index finger. She was already wet. I could feel the warmth and the wetness inside. I was going mad! Only if it hadn’t been in the movie hall.

I felt her other hand reaching my pants and fumbling with my zipper. Then I unzipped it for her and her hand dived into my pants and fondled my dick over my underwear. She was groping and I realized she was searching for the flap. She didn’t need any help from me. Then she reached within the flap, held my dick, and freed it out of my underwear through the flap.

My cousin was slowly stroking it. I wanted to cum. I wanted to release my load right then and there in her hands. It took a lot of self-control to prevent that. Meanwhile, I was using two of my fingers to probe her pussy’s outer walls. I could feel her breath getting heavier, her boobs heaving up and down.

Then I inserted my index finger inside her. It was tight, wet, and hot. She fidgeted a little bit as I did it. She wasn’t a virgin but still, her pussy was tight, just the right amount. I started to move my finger deeper within her pussy. Her eyes were closed and her hand was tight over my dick. Her other hand held her panties open with even greater force.

I had increased my speed and I was moving my finger in and out of her pussy, taking wetness on my finger one stroke at a time. I kept increasing my speed and she came all over my hand. Meanwhile, she had started stroking my cock and was now stroking it faster.

I was going to cum! I looked at her with half-closed eyes, and she understood. She moved her head towards the head and kept stroking. I came right in her cupped hand. She didn’t let any of it get on the shawl! She took out her hand and wiped some of it on her skirt. Then she looked at me with even more lust holding up her hand and bringing it towards her mouth as if she was going to cough.

But just so I could see, she opened her lips just a little bit and allowed the tip of her tongue to lick her hand. I could have cum a second time. Then I zipped back my pants and we watched the rest of the movie together, holding hands under the shawl. The empty popcorn bucket lay discarded at our feet.

We would soon be home and there would soon be night. The story will continue.

Maine phone pe Alka aur Bina ka haal-chaal pata kiya to pata laga ki pita ji roz raat ko dono ko sath lekar hi sote the. Aur din mein ek ko aur raat mein doosri ko chodte the. Lekin raat bhar nangi hi karke sote the dono ko pakad ke.

Pita ji ne kaha phone pe: Beta in dono bahuon ki chinta naa kar. In dono ke liye main hu yaha par. Tu nayi bahu ke maze le, aur poori jaidaad ko samet ke hi aana.

Uncle ne office se jaldi hi mujhe bhej diya ki Anita ko zyada samay du. Main ghar aaya to Anita ne naukrani ko chutti de di, aur mere sath masti karne lagi. Chut mein abhi bhi soojan thi uski. Anita ka pehle pet masla, fir nabhi ke maze ungliyon se lete hue choosa, aur fir blouse khol ke boobs dabate hue choose.

Anita: Aapka to lund khada ho gaya hai. Ab kya hoga? Meri to chut mein dard hai, aur chudne ki bhi pyaas hai.

Main: Bina chudai ke hi pyaas bujh jayegi hum dono ki, agar tum chaaho to.

Anita: Wo kaise?

Tab maine samjhaya to naa nukur karte hue taiyaar hui. Fir hum dono nange ho kar 69 ki position mein aa gaye. Anita ne mera lund apne muh mein le liya tha, aur main Anita ki chut ke daane ko chooste hue chut ko bhi choosne laga. Anita mere lund ko buri tarah choosne lagi josh mein aa kar.

Lagbhag 15 minute mein hi Anita ne chut se rass chhodh diya, jisko main poora hi pee gaya. Anita mera lund choosti rahi. Tabhi achanak lund fadka aur Anita ke muh mein pichkari nikli, aur poora muh virya se bhara aur andar tak bhi gaya. Anita ne ghinn se turant lund ko baahar nikaal diya. Mera adhoora hi virya nikal ke reh gaya.

Maine narazgi jatayi aur uske muh mein bache hue virya ko thookne ke bajaye gatakne ko kaha. Naa chaahte hue bhi Anita ne gatak liya. Maine Anita ko samjhaya-

Main: Main bhi to piya hu.

Ye sun kar wo thoda aashwast hui, aur mera poora nahi hua, aur beech mein hi chhodh diya, iske liye maafi maangi. Ab main uttejit bhi tha, aur chudai bhi nahi kar sakta tha, chut ki soojan ke kaaran. Isliye Anita ke boobs, nabhi, pet ko choosta dabata raha kaafi der. Wo apne hatho se chai-naashta lekar aayi.

Anita se fir baatein hone lagi. Anita ki mutabik wo bahut hi gareeb parivar se aur gaon ki ladki hi thi. Prakash uncle ki biwi marr gayi thi accident se, aur koi bachha bhi nahi tha. Tab Prakash uncle ki age 45 ki thi aur Anita ki 20 ki.

Anita ke pita jinka dehant ho chuka tha, aur maa bahut beemar thi, Prakash uncle ne maa ka ilaaj karwane aur paise ki chamak dikha kar Anita ki maa ko raazi karke shaadi kar li.

Pehli hi raat mein Prakash uncle ne dubli-patli si naazuk Anita ko buri tarah choda. Anita gidgidati rahi, lekin bhari-bharkam Prakash uncle ne raat bhar mein 3 baar chudai ki, aur boobs ko jagah-jagah se kaata bhi. Anita kya karti bechari sehti rahi. Uski maa shaadi ke kuch hi din baad marr gayi.

Prakash uncle Anita se maar-peet bhi karte aur Anita ko chudai ke waqt torture bhi karte. Yaha tak ki Anita ke saamne hi office ki ladkiyon ko bhi ghar bula kar chudai kar dete. Anita kuch dino baad hi Prakash uncle ki chudai se khud ko adhoora mehsoos karne lagi. Isliye kheera ya baingan ka bhi sahara leti.

Uncle zyada drink ke chakkar mein sex power lagbhag kho chuke the. Wo jaldi hi jhad jaate the, aur Anita pyaasi hi rehti thi. Ek din to Prakash uncle ne Anita ko ek videshi Japani vyapari ke sath hi sula diya kyunki us Japani ki biwi Prakash uncle ke sath sone ko taiyaar thi. Pati ko naa karne ki koshish ki to jam kar pitayi hui thi.

Ye sab batate hue Anita rone lagi. Maine usko chup karwaya aur saantwana di ki jo hua so hua, ab bhool jao. Aage Anita ne bataya ki japani aadmi ka lund to Prakash uncle se bhi chhota tha. Lekin us japani ne Anita ke boobs lagbhag saari raat hi choose, aur chhote se lund se chudai ki, jiska koi farak nahi mahsoos hua Anita ko.

Iske baad Anita maafi maangte hue ek aur sachayi batane lagi. Usne bataya ki wo mujhe dhokhe mein nahi rakhna chaahti. Isliye usne bataya ki uski shaadi ke kareeb 15 saal baad, yani ki 5 saal pehle jab wo 35 ki thi. Tab ek naukar tha ghar pe kareeb 19 saal ka, jo dubla-patla ladka sa hi tha. Wo unke yaha 4 saal pehle se hi naukri kar raha tha.

Anita usko bachha hi samajhti thi, kyunki wo jab 15 saal ka tha, tab se hi naukri kar raha tha. Prakash uncle ke kehne par hi Anita usse kayi baar apne pair aur kamar mein oil ki maalish karwa leti thi. Wo naukar ab 19 saal ka ho chuka tha.

Ek din Anita bahut hi uttejit thi. Sex ki bhookh to rehti hi thi, jisko wo dabaye baithi thi. Us din naukar se maalish karwa rahi thi peeth ki, to bra ka hook khulwa ke bhi poori peeth ki maalish karwate-karwate neend ka sa nasha ho gaya. Aankhen band thi, aur naukar ne ulta hone kaha.

Anita ne kuch nahi kaha to naukar ne hi Anita ke bhaari shareer ko ulta kiya. Uske dono breast khule hi the, aur wo halki si neend mein hi thi. Naukar ne pet pe oil daala, aur masalte hue boobs ki bhi maalish shuru ki. Isse Anita ne hadbada ke aankhen kholi.

Anita ne aitraaz jataya to naukar ne maafi maangte hue kaha: Malkin aap meri to maa ki umar ki ho. Aapke boobs pe kaate hue daag aur ghaav dekh kar hi oil lagaya hai. Nahi to ye daag reh jaayenge.

Ye sun kar Anita uski baaton mein aa gayi, aur naukar ne boobs ki maalish ki to Anita ko acha bhi laga. Fir to ye silsila roz ka hi shuru ho gaya, aur naukar ne to boobs ko choos bhi liya ek din. Usne Anita ko maa samaan keh-keh kar baaton mein fassa liya tha. Anita uske bhole-pann mein aa gayi.

Ek din Anita ko usne chut mein kheera ghusate dekha to saamne aa gaya. Fir chikni chupdi baaton mein fuslaya, ki wo naukar Anita ka beta to tha, nahi, aur bachha hi tha. Lekin Anita chaahe to wo Anita ki pyaas kheere se bujha dega. Anita maan gayi aur naukar ne seedhi leti hui Anita ki chut mein kheera ghusa ke bahut aage-peeche kiya. Anita ki chut ka rass pichkari ki tarah nikla, jisse usko bahut shanti mili.

Ye silsila bhi kuch din chalta raha. Tab naukar ki himmat bhi badh gayi, aur Anita bhi beparwah ho gayi. Ek din naukar ne kaha-

Naukar: Malkin aap bura naa maano to ek salah deta hu. Aap mujhe apne shareer pe beta maan kar lita lo, to aapko uttejana hogi, aur aapki chut ka rass aur bhi zyada niklega.

Anita ne baat maan li to naukar chut mein kheera ghusane se pehle apni baniyan khol kar Anita ke nange gadraye shareer pe let jata, aur Anita uske shareer ko bheench leti. Isse Anita zyada uttejit ho jati, aur kheera dalwane se aur bhi zyada maza aane laga.

Fir ek din naukar ne dheere se kab pant utaar li pata hi nahi chala Anita ko. Anita ke upar leta hue tha wo. Fir Anita ne jaise hi bheencha, uska lund Anita ki chut mein jaa ghusa. Anita ek baar to naraaz si hui, lekin naukar ke maafi maangne pe boli-

Anita: Ab daal hi diya hai to thoda ragad de. Lekin andar virya ko nahi udhelna hai.

Naukar 19 saal ka hi tha, aur Anita 35 ki. Naukar ka lund patla sa aur Prakash uncle jitna hi bada tha. Lekin zyada der tak chala. Isliye acha laga. Fir kheera bhi ghusaya. Is tarah se naukar se roz hi chudai hone lagi 10 dono tak.

Tabhi ek din achanak Prakash uncle ne range hatho pakad liya dono ko hi chudai karte hue. Prakash uncle bahut hi gussa hue. Lekin shant rahe aur naukar ko kaha-

Prakash uncle: Jab chudai kar hi raha hai to poori karke hi utar. Fir baat karunga. Aur dekhta hu kaise ek chhota sa londa is moti bhains ki chudai karta hai (unhone daant ke zor se bola).

Fir darte-darte naukar firse Anita ke upar let gaya. Anita bhi darr gayi thi. Naukar ka lund darr ke kaaran lulli ban chuka tha. Lekin Prakash uncle paas hi kursi pe baith ke bole-

Prakash uncle: Ghabra mat, main keh raha hu chod isko. Tu to chhota hai. Is kutiya ne hi tujhko majboor kiya hoga.

Aur ek patla sa danda lekar Anita ke boobs pe maara. Naukar ne suna ki usko galat nahi thehraya jaa raha, to usko himmat aa gayi, aur malik ka aadesh maante hue Anita ke boobs ko aam ki tarah pakad ke choosne laga. Prakash uncle usko uksawa dete rahe. Naukar ne chudai shuru kar di, aur virya bhi Anita ke andar hi udhel diya.

Prakash uncle ne naukar aur Anita ko saaf karke aane ko kaha nange hi. Aur wapas dono ke aate hi Anita ko bister pe letne kaha. Fir unhone naukar ke hath mein belt de kar kaha-

Prakash uncle: Is randi ki pitayi kar poori taakat se warna teri pitayi hogi.

Naukar ne belt se tada-tad Anita ki pitayi shuru ki. Anita ki peeth, pet, jaangh, gaand aur boobs pe belt ke daag ban gaye. Wo hasti rahi, aur usko maza aa raha tha. Prakash uncle ye dekh kar hairaan the.

Fir Prakash uncle ne palti maarte hue naukar ko bistar pe letne kaha, aur Anita ke hath mein danda dekar pitayi karne kaha. Anita ne bhi jam kar naukar ki pitayi ki. Prakash uncle ne naukar ko uske hisab ke paise aur kuch extra de kar kaha-

Prakash uncle: Madarchod, ab bhaag jaa is shehar se, warna jail mein dalwa doonga.

Aur unhone naukar ko bhaga diya. Anita hairan thi is behaviour se. Prakash uncle ne naukar jaane baad Anita ko khada kiya apne saamne, aur patle se dande (chhadi) ko Anita ke shareer pe firate hue nipple ko dande se hilane lage, aur baatein karte hue achanak se boobs pe chhadi se maara.

Anita ye sab mujhe batate hue ro bhi rahi aur hass bhi rahi thi. Main uske aansu bhi ponch raha tha, aur boobs pe hi muh tikaye hue, nipple ko chooste hue, doosre hath se nipple masalte hue uski kahani sun raha tha.

Anita ne bataya ki uncle ne jab pitayi poori kar li tab kaha ki dhar se baahar niklo. Anita ne maafi maangi to Anita ko kaha ki pehle to wo dance kare, aur khud sharab peene lag gaye. Ab Anita reh-reh kar dance karne lagi.

Uncle usko paas aane ka ishara karte, aur boobs chooste hue kaat-te rahe paas mein lita kar. Pet pe aur boobs pe choosna aur daanto se kaatna bhi jaari raha. Fir chudai ke liye shareer pe sawar ho kar chudai ki, aur so gaye.

Agle din Anita ke shareer pe daag kaale pad gaye the. Prakash uncle ne taane bhi maare 2-3 din. 15 din baad Prakash uncle ko bank se ek loan lena tha to ek officer jo ki lagbhag 35 saal ka hi tha, usko ghar pe dinner ke liye bulaya. Fir dono ne sharab bhi pee.

Uncle ne officer ki lalchayi aankhon mein hawas dekh kar Anita ko compell kiya ki Anita officer ke sath soye. Anita ne chup-chaap haami bhar di. Fir officer ne Anita ko kamre mein le-jaa kar chudai ki. Uska Lund bhi Prakash uncle jitna hi bada tha. Lekin raat bhar mein 4 baar Anita ki chudai ki, jisme Anita ko bhi maza aaya tha.

Lekin Prakash uncle ke taano aur pitayi se Anita bahut hi dukhi aur naraz thi. Fir kuch waqt baad Prakash uncle ki tabiyat kharaab rehne lagi. Doctor aate dawayi likhte, lekin uska koi asar nahi hota. Shayad ye unke karmo ka fal tha. Finally Prakash uncle marr gaye.

Anita ne khud ki zubani bata diya sab kuch. Tab maine Anita ke pet ko sehlate hue nabhi ke andar hi ungli ghusedhte hue jhooth kaha ki-

Main: Prakash uncle pe to bahut karza hai bank ka. Jaidaad ke naam pe kuch bhi nahi hai.

Ye sun kar Anita ki gaand fatt gayi.

Maine Anita ko darra diya: Tum hi uski biwi ho, to tumko jail jaana padega.

Ye sun kar Anita darr gayi, padhi likhi to thi nahi. Maine santwana di usko ye bol kar-

Main: Ab tum meri biwi ho, to main dekh loonga.

Aur Anita ko bewakoof bana kar uncle ke insurance ka claim bhi joint account mein lekar sab kuch apne naam kar liya. Saari jaidaad bhi. Uncle ne naatak ke mutabik ghar aa kar kaha-

Uncle: Prakash to diwaliya nikla. Uspe to bahut karza hai. Kaise hoga? Main to kal hi chala jaunga. Mujhe is pachde mein nahi padna hai.

Main aur Anita gidgidaye uncle ke saamne. Fir raat ko maine Anita ko samjhaya ki jaise bhi uncle ko khush rakhna the. Kyunki unki guarantee rahi to asaani ne karze se mukti ho jayegi. Anita ne haami bhari, aur raat ko maine Anita ki chut ki soojan ko dekhte hue chodne ke bajay firse Anita se lund hi chuswaya.

Anita naa chaahte hue bhi mere lund ki pichkari ko malayi samajh kar poora gatak gayi. 3-4 din baad Anita ko maine apni di hui ek saree pehanne kaha jo ki bahut hi patli si thi, aur sath ka blouse bahut hi deep to tha hi, neeche side se bhi boobs ko poora nahi dhak sakta tha. Aise hi design ka tha blouse, aur saree to nabhi se neeche hi pehni thi.

Uncle ko jab chai dene unke kamre mein gayi to uncle ne paas bitha liya. Fir pyar se baat karte hue wo Anita ki peeth pe hath ferne lage, aur kaha-

Uncle: Maatha dukh raha hai.

Anita ne maatha dabana shuru kiya to uski god mein hi sar rakh liya. Anita sar dabate hue baat bhi karti rahi. Tabhi uncle ne dheere se pet pe hath lagaya, aur kaha-

Uncle: Bahut moti ho rahi ho bahu.

Aur is tarah se pet ka jaiza lete hue nabhi mein ungli daal diye. Anita chaah kar bhi kuch nahi bol payi. Itne mein andar aa gaya main bhi. Uncle ki ungliyan Anita ki nabhi mein hi dhassi hui thi, aur uncle ka doosra hath Anita ke pet pe ghoom raha tha. Baatein hum teeno hi kar rahe the, aur chinta kar rahe the karz ki.

Tabhi uncle ne dheere se apni ungliyon se Anita ke blouse ke neeche se nikle ubhaar ko touch karte aur tareef karte hue kaha-

Uncle: Ye blouse ka neeche se ubhar dikhta hua fashion to mast hai.

Aur angoothe aur ek ungli ke sahare ubhar ke nichle hisse ko pakad ke dheere se kheencha aur masla bhi. Meri taraf Anita ne dekha to maine shant rehne ka ishara kiya. Uncle kuch der tak Anita ke boobs ki nichle hisse ko ungliyon se masalte rahe, aur pet pe hath lagate hue nabhi mein bhi ungli gol-gol ghumate rahe.

Waha se nikal kar Anita ne mujhse kaha to maine samjhaya: Uncle ka to waise bhi khada hi nahi hota hoga. Agar hua bhi to turant fuss hoga. Aur abhi apni majboori hai to buddha mauke ka faida utha raha hai. Utha lene do, warna zindgi jail mein jayegi.

Ye sun kar Anita ne sehmati jatayi. Shaam ko uncle, main aur Anita baithe the. Sharab bhi teeno hi pee rahe the. 1-1 peg hi liya tha hamne. Fir uncle ne Anita ko paas bitha liya tha, aur uske pet pe hath rakh kar hi baatein karne lage.

Wo hum dono par ehsan bhi jata rahe the. Main bhi uncle ka sath dete hue Anita ki kamar ko ek side se sehla raha tha. Uncle ne Anita ke gudgude pet mein mere saamne hi muh ghusa diya, aur pet ko chooste hue nabhi ko hi choosne lage. Unka ek hath baar-baar blouse ke neeche se boobs ki skin ko kheench raha tha, jiske kaaran Anita ko dard ho raha tha.

Fir mera ishara paa kar khud hi Anita ne neeche ki side se blouse ke button khol diye, aur uncle ne boobs ko hi baahar nikaal liya. Mere saamne hi Anita ko bed pe lita ke blouse poora utaar ke dono boobs ko buri tarah poori taakat se nichodhte hue choosne lage, aur Anita ko poora nanga karke chudai shuru kar di mere saamne hi. Anita sharam se aankhen band kiye hue thi.

Hi, this is my fourth story.

The heroines in the story are:

Daughter (Preethi): 19 years old, with stats of 34-26-34.
Wife’s Younger Sister (Bharthi): 32 years and stats of 36- 28-36.
Wife (Simran): 40 Years old with stats of 34-30-36.
MIL (Usha): 57 Years and stats of 38-34-40.

The story’s villain is me with an 8.25 inches dick and a circumference of about 3 inches in thickness.

This is the continuation of my previous story. You will need to read it to understand the context. Let’s begin.

Me: Saali Randi, abhi aisa chodunga na teri maa yaad aajayegi. (Bitch, I will fuck you such that you remember your mom.)

Usha: Talk after you do something.

I undressed, grabbed her by her sari and pulled it open. I then tore her blouse and opened her petticoat. I pushed her onto her knees and said, “Open your mouth, bitch.”

Usha started sucking me like a dog in heat.

Me: Saali, mast choos rahi hai. (You are sucking very well.)

Saying that I held her hair and started gagging her mouth. Usha was making that sloppy sound with all the saliva drooling through the side of her mouth. After 7 to 8 minutes of vigorous gagging, I held her mouth deep onto my dick. After 15 to 20 seconds, she started to push me slowly.

I didn’t let her head go, and after about 30 seconds, she struggled. I still held her tight for around 35 seconds. I thought she would pass out, and that’s when I let her gasp some air.

Usha: Madarchod, maar dega kya? (Mother fucker, you want to kill me?)

Me: This is how I treat my bitch, and you are no exception. Now stay here. I will be back in a minute.

I went and grabbed my bag of toys.

Usha: What is a bag doing here?

Me: You will know soon bitch, patience.

I first opened a latex gag mask and blindfold and put it on my sasuma.

Usha: I don’t like to be blindfolded. I want to see how you fuck me

Me: You will surely see that, my love. This is only for some time

Usha: Ok, but let me see what all you have first.

Me: If you see, there is no fun. So just shut your mouth and use it for what it’s good for.

Usha: Hmm, ok, but be careful about what you put inside, as this is new for me.

Me: Shut up and wear it.

I put the gag mask where only her eyes, nose and mouth have an opening. Once that was on, I took the blindfold and put it on top of the mask so she could not see anything.

Usha: I am getting scared, beta. Please make this quick.

Me: Chup randi (quite bitch).

I then took an electro toy and put it on her nipples and her pussy. I also put a gag on her mouth.

Usha: What is it that you are sticking to me?

It sounded funny as she was gagged.

Me: It’s a surprise. Hold on to your seat bitch.

I gave a mild shock (level 2 out of 12). Usha jumped out of surprise, mumbling, “Please, no.” I gave another shock (level 2 out of 12) and kept it for 2 seconds. Usha was shivering slightly and started mumbling.

Before she could mumble, I increased the level to 5 and gave another shock for 4 seconds. Usha started crying and said she couldn’t handle this anymore and asked me to let her go.

Me: Saali randi (bloody bitch), you will satisfy my thirst for sex from the last 2 days.

I gave a break of silence for 2 minutes and clamped her nipples and cunt and attached it to her mouth gag. So if she moves her head, it will pull her nipples and pussy. I started whipping her with the whip. Usha was screaming, but no one could hear her due to the gag.

I could see tears pile up through the blindfold. I started pulling her nipples and cunt so that it stretched even more. I gave her another few minutes of silence and slapped her face 10 times. (hard slaps, thap thap thap thap).

Later I spat inside her mouth. Then I opened her gag/blindfold and started kissing her wildly. Her lips were shivering.

Usha: Beta, mere se ye nahi ho raha hai, please jane do. (Son, I can’t do this, please let me go). This is too much for me.

Me: Arre sasuma, abhi to shuru hua hai. (Oh, MIL, it has just started). You need to handle a lot more than this.

I could see the fear in her eyes. She cryingly said, “Please, I can’t handle this rough. I am not used to it, beta.”

Me: Don’t worry bitch. I will train you. It would be amazing to fuck you and your daughter together and see you both lick each other tears of joy. (laughing cunningly)

Usha: Ok, beta. I will talk with my daughter. Can you please let me go now? My body is hurting a lot.

Me: Shut up bitch. Another word on letting you go I will punish you more.

Usha suddenly closes her mouth.

Me: Use your mouth to lick and suck and drink, not anything else, understand?

Usha: Yes, beta.

And tears started flowing down. I licked her tears off her eyes and slapped her face 6 more times. Right after the hard slaps, I pulled her nipples so hard she screamed, and I closed her mouth suddenly with my hand. I said, “If you scream, it will be a gangbang, and you don’t want that.”

With fear in her eyes, she nodded yes and closed her mouth with both her hands.

Me: I love you, sasuma, jitna hot tumhari beti hai tum usse jyada ho. (I love you, MIL, you are hotter than your daughter)

Usha: Thank you, beta.

Me: Now, you can see what I do with you, but make sure you don’t scream.

Usha nodded yes.

Me: That’s a good bitch. Now you know how I treat my bitch.

Usha nodded yes. I went down and started eating her pussy vigorously with 2 fingers inside her pussy for 15 minutes.

Usha: I love it, beta. I am cumming.

Me: Cum whenever you want, sasuma.

Grunting and shivering, she cum and squirted all over my face. She kicked me off the bed and held her stomach tightly (bringing her knees to her head sideways).

Usha: Oh, oh, this is amazing. I had never cum like this before.

I was enjoying the sight. I let her relax for a few minutes and started eating her pussy again. Usha cum and squirted the 2nd time and looked tired.

Usha: This is the best day of my sex life. Your FIL has never fucked me like this before.

Me: Thank you, sasuma. My pleasure and pain are always extreme.

Usha: Thank you, beta. I need some break. Can we continue later in the day? I feel exhausted after over an hour of sex.

Me: Sorry bitch, now it’s my time to find pleasure in you.

Usha: I don’t think I can take it. I feel very weak.

Me: Don’t worry, you will find the energy.

Usha: Please, beta!

Me: Chup randi (shut up bitch), I will gag you and blindfold you if you talk.

Usha, again, keeps both hands on her mouth.

Me: That’s more like my bitch. Come and blow my dick. Use your mouth for something useful.

Usha started giving me a blowjob, but not deep. I held her hair and started pushing it deep. I could see the saliva creating strings. I started gagging her. I loved the sound (thap thap thap) that was created from her mouth.

Usha: You like it, beta?

Me: Yes, I love it.

Usha bit the tip of my dick slightly and started sucking my balls.

Me: Wow, sasuma, you are amazing.

Usha: Thank you, beta. I am returning a favour. (winked)

Me: Ok, let me fuck you now. I have been waiting for a very long time.

Usha: Please, beta, me too.

I spread her legs and started entering her pussy. It was burning hot. (It felt like I put my dick in a sauna). I said, “Randi tumhari chut bohut garam hai.” (Bitch, your pussy is hot.)

Usha: All thanks to your beta. My daughter is one lucky bitch to have this pleasure all this time.

Me: I started pounding her fast and vigorously. She was enjoying this fuck. We continued this missionary position for some time, and I asked her to sit beside me.

Usha: Kya stamina hai beta tumhara! (What stamina you have, son.)

Me: You have not seen anything, wait and watch.

Usha: Oh wow.

Me: She kept bouncing, sitting on top of me. I held her nipples and pulled them hard. She screamed again, suddenly realising it, and kept both hands on her mouth.

I said, good and slapped her face hard a few more times. Tears again started flowing. I carried her in both hands and started banging her with long strokes.

Usha: I am cumming again. Oh my god, I will pass out if you keep fucking me like this. I can take it, beta.

Me: I didn’t listen to her and kept pounding and felt warm liquid on my dick inside (very hot).

Usha was shivering and started to push me.

Me: Not so soon, bitch. I am not done. I held her tightly and started pounding. After 5 more minutes of pounding, I made her go doggy style.

Usha: (getting scared) Not my ass, please, at least not today. I am already tired.

Without mercy, I stretched her ass cheeks and kept my dick on her ass hole. I gave a slight push (no help) and pushed harder (went inside slightly). Usha kept both hands on her mouth and started screaming.

I gave a hard push, and all my dick went all inside. Usha fell on her breast, which raised her ass. I started fucking her tight old ass mercilessly. After a few minutes, her screams went low. After 10 minutes, it was not a scream but pleasurable moans.

Usha: Beta, it feels different now. Thank you. I like it.

Me: I told you, sasuma. I held her tits from the back and started pulling them sideways.

Usha: Ouch, that hurts.

I stopped fucking her ass and pushed her down her knees. I gagged her mouth before she knew what was going on. Usha coughed as she could not take the different taste of the dick. I didn’t want to force her as she had taken enough for the day. I again made her go doggy style and entered my dick into her ass.

Usha: Oye maa, dard ho raha hai madarchod. Kutte ki aulad, jaake apni maa ko chod harami. Mera gaand phat gaya hai, dheere kar randi ki aulad. (She started crying.) (Ouch, it’s hurting motherfucker, son of a bitch. Go fuck your mom, bastard. My ass is torn. Please fuck slowly, son of a bitch.)

Me: Kya sasuma, mast gaali de rahi ho. (What MIL? You are cursing me.) Now see what happens when you curse.

I removed my dick from the ass and made her sleep in a missionary position. I started pounding her pussy and biting her nipple with my teeth.

Usha started screaming, “Madarchod (motherfucker), leave me. I am a human. I should have listened to my daughter. I have not seen any beast like you.”

I suddenly kept both hands on her mouth and gave a tight slap on her tits and then to her face. Next, I bit her lips so hard it started bleeding. With all the rough action, I cum in her pussy. Usha started crying, and she cum another time.

Me: Sasuma. I felt very nice after a long time.

Usha: (still crying) I should have listened to my daughter.

Me: Didn’t you enjoy it?

Usha: I enjoyed some time, but there is a limit beta. You crossed it a long time back. I didn’t enjoy it from then.

Me: Who cares if you enjoyed it or not? I am selfish regarding sex, and I enjoyed it fucking an old randi (bitch) like you.

Usha: See what you did. What should I tell people when they ask me about these marks?

Me: You tell them you slept with your beta. (laughing)

Usha: Shameless, madarchod. (motherfucker)

Me: Thank you, sasuma.

Usha: Get out of here.

Me: This is my room. Before I throw you out naked, I will give you 2 minutes to wear the dress and leave my room.

Usha silently dressed up quickly and opened the door. She headed out of the room, and to her surprise, she saw someone.

Please clean your dick/pussy and be ready to shake it again in the next part.

Hi readers. I’m Sarfaraz Khan bringing you another exciting encounter that happened with me. Everyone must know about me by now. I’m a 24-year male from a South Indian city belonging to a Muslim family.

I’ve penned down many sex incidents in my previous stories involving women from various walks of life and varied cultural backgrounds. I believe that sex should always be consensual, enjoyed and honest.

This happened during independence day celebrations in my college. The heroine of the story is none other than my college teacher Jyoti Ma’am. Those who don’t know her can read about fucking my nerdy, bespectacled professor.

Now coming straight to the incident. To tell about Jyoti Ma’am briefly, she was a 40-year-old nerdy cutie. She would look like a typical nerdy spectacled teacher from the outside. But she was a wildfire inside her saree. I had already utilised her pussy and even asshole.

Her husband was useless and fought with her over multiple issues. So we were regularly making out at her home. Her husband started staying in her house for a few days, putting a brake on our relationship. But she said he hadn’t undressed her even once in so many days. He is always busy on his phone or computer.

So this happened when there was an Independence Day celebration at our college. There was flag hoisting, some small cultural program, and sweet distribution. Our college was no exception. So it was mandatory to attend the function. It was on open ground, and we were seated in chairs.

My eyes were only searching for Jyoti Ma’am. Bingo! I found her in the front row among a few other staff. I was watching her from behind. My chair was in the aisle, and a gap was there after that. She looked spectacular in a pure white glittering saree, open hair, spectacles and some jewellery.

I was already in a dream of making love to her. She didn’t notice me behind and was busy talking to staff. Her smiles and gestures were making me hornier by the minute. I controlled my erection in public but deeply wanted her under me.

Luck smiled at me when she excused herself and started going towards the college building. Since the toilets were in the main building, she had to walk past me. When she came near me, I looked around me. Everyone was busy in the program, so I gently squeezed her hand.

She looked angry and shocked and about to scold. Seeing that it was me, her expression changed to a naughty and shy smile. She didn’t tell anything, but I was talking with eyes. As she went a bit far, I excused myself for a pee. I quickly walked behind her to cover the distance.

She was entering the college building’s back door when I called her name.

Me: Jyoti ma’am!

She turned around, surprised.

Jyo: Sarfaraz! You? What are you doing here? What’s on your mind?

Speaking to me, she was continually looking here and there to see if anyone noticed us. But nobody is inside the building. Even the workers and sentry are busy attending the function.

I signalled to her let’s get inside and talk. She shyly and quickly went, and I followed. The classrooms and all other rooms were locked and dark.

Me: Ma’am, do you need to pee badly?

She nodded sheepishly. I told, “Let me help, Ma’am.”

Jyo: What do you mean, Sarfaraz?

Me: You know very well, Ma’am. (I winked)

Jyo: This can be so risky.

Me: That’s only the fun. Come on, Ma’am! You already told me how you are feeling every night. It’s the same situation for me.

Jyo: It’s true, Sarfaraz. Do you know what my husband did yesterday?

Me: What, Ma’am?

I was just inches away from her. She hugged me tightly and said, “He hit me for asking for sex, Sarfaraz.” Her voice was shaky and emotional.

I hugged her tightly and whispered, “No, dear, don’t worry and don’t cry! I’m always there for you. Your pathetic and useless husband must be impotent now. Don’t ever ask him for that when I’m there to take care.”

She relaxed in my arms. We forgot where we were for a few minutes. Suddenly she realised and pulled away. I wiped a tiny tear at her eye corner.

Me: Ma’am, let’s give a fuck to your impotent husband. Now come on. Ma’am, when I saw you this morning in this white saree and jewellery, I was dreaming of you as my queen!

Jyo: Really, Sarfaraz?

She said with dreamy eyes and pecked my lips lightly, saying, “I love you.”

Me: I desperately need you, Ma’am.

I told, keeping her one hand on my crotch, letting her feel my already pulsating dick. She became shy and gave a press. I moaned out her name.

Me: Ma’am! Let’s make out. I can’t hold it anymore

Jyo: Me too, Sarfaraz. In the loo?

Me: Sounds perfect, Ma’am! Those are pretty clean too.

Both were smiling naughtily as we walked towards the dark corner of the building. It was almost like nighttime there.

Jyo: Careful about the saree, Sarfaraz. It’s white. Anyone may notice.

Me: Don’t worry, my queen.

She entered the female toilet, and I followed her. We closed the main door of the toilet complex. In case anyone came knocking, she would open the door, and I’d enter one of the separate cubicles and lock it from inside.

Jyo: So my love is having a hard time without ma’am?

I nodded and held her by the shoulder. I brought my lips to hers to take her delicate pink lips and started kissing. She became mad and pushed her tongue inside my mouth to suck. I obeyed and started sucking on her sweet nectar tongue. My hand was running over her hair and back.

She smelled sweet too. My tongue and lips rubbed her lips, and I finally bit her lips lightly with my upper teeth. She left a soft moan. Her other hand was wandering on my belly and crotch area. We were entangled in the kiss for about 5 minutes.

I moved from her lips to her cheeks and then her neck and her earlobes. Taking it between my lips and blowing hot air on her neck. She was ecstatic, closed her eyes and moaned my name. Next, I put one hand inside her saree pallu and pressed her right boob over the blouse.

Her chest automatically rose with the press. She started breathing hard. I pressed her boobs one by one, now a little harder. I felt her nipples getting erect, even over the blouse. I asked her to remove the pallu only. She neatly tucked her pallu on the waist inside her petticoat elastic.

Her upper body was devoid of her white saree now. I looked at her perfect-sized boobs over her blouse. I started pressing them hard, and she became mad. She started opening my pant zip and entered her right hand inside. I gasped and jumped. Her soft hand held my 7 inch circumcised dick and started pressing it.

I began unhooking her blouse, and she helped me, smiling. She wore a pink satin bra underneath, adding beauty to her milky white complexion. She looked like a real beauty at that moment.

I just lifted her bra, as we didn’t want a mess. I started kneading the naked skin of her boobs vigorously. She started making light sounds of ecstasy now. “Hmm, yes, Sarfaraz. Feels so good. Yes, ahhhh.” She had stopped playing with my dick due to pleasure.

I reminded her by holding her hand and guiding her to move it. She obeyed and started playing with my dick. It was inflating more and more in her palm. I now started sucking her nipples, bending forward. Her nipples were so hard, like pebbles, and she had goosebumps around her breasts.

I took one nipple alternatively between my lips and started chewing it like gum. She was shaking in pleasure now. Her left hand went inside her petticoat elastic to soothe her aching pussy. I followed my left hand, and our palms met at her pussy mound. I gave a gentle push, and she jumped up.

We started playing with her pussy over the panty, and she was spreading her legs wider. I used my thumb for more pressure. She was pushing my hand more firmly on her pussy and screaming lightly, “Mmm, Sarfaraz.” She was sweating already.

I increased the speed and vigour of pressing, and within minutes, she had her orgasm. I felt her relax in my arms, panting heavily. I felt some moisture on her panty as well. We hugged like that for some time, and again she was okay. Now she started looking me in the eyes.

Without warning, she took my 7 inch circumcised dick inside her mouth. Oh god! I was about to shoot the load inside her immediately. “Ah, Ma’am slowly!” I moaned as she hungrily devoured my Muslim dick inside her mouth.

She was biting the strawberry-shaped tip with her lips giving me another type of sensation out of this world. I adjusted to her mouth tightness and warmth and relaxed to enjoy the blowjob. She increased the speed gradually. I was mouth fucking her holding her open hair.

It felt so good that I was moving my hips like having sex. At the peak of my pleasure, I cum my load inside her mouth. I was shocked and panting as her mouth worked like magic. She smiled and swallowed everything in her mouth. I again held her and brought her up.

I made her sit on the washing sink counter and began kissing and cuddling. Her hand was again on my flabby dick, massaging it to regain glory. Soon I was again erected fully. She got down and again nearly untucked the pallu from her petticoat and wore it back after hooking her blouse.

She slowly lifted her saree and petticoat to the waist and bent over. I went mad seeing her thunder thighs which were so white and hairless. I spanked her ass, and she moaned my name. I now smelt her panty from behind and smelled her juices strongly.

I slid my hand inside the elastic and pulled it out. I kept it aside, and it had a small patch in front. She was searching for my dick from the front. I smelled and gave some licks around her clit from behind. She widened her legs more and bent, taking support of the counter.

Jyo: Sarfaraz! Fuck me now!

She told, holding the counter and tightly closing her eyes. I obeyed and came behind her, and holding her soft buns started rubbing my dick on her shaved clit. She was pushing herself back. I now positioned my 7 inch circumcised dick into her pussy hole and gave a push. She screeched in pleasure.

I pulled a bit and again ploughed it until almost half my dick was in. Her pussy was burning since it had been long before it was used. I started making love to her, standing behind her. She bent, giving me more and more depth to dive into her pussy. I was gripped by her pussy walls and soaked in pleasure.

I started gyrating my hips at full pace holding her waist for support. “Ah, fuck me,” she moaned as we made love. I had to position myself slightly lower to match her height and began fucking vigorously now. I felt close to orgasm after about 10 minutes of fucking.

I bent and kissed her neck, hair and earlobes while pounding her pussy. She was moving her hips in sync with tightly closed eyes. She was looking gorgeous in that position. I was close to orgasm now. I now felt she, too, releasing a large amount of juices.

I reached the zenith of pleasure and shot my cum load inside her. My dick left so much cum. I hugged her lightly from behind. Both were panting. After a while, she neatly dressed herself up. She couldn’t use her wet panty, so I offered to keep it as a gift. I kept it in my pocket.

We had a final kiss and cuddle before exiting the toilet safely. Thankfully nobody knocked on the door, and nobody was present there.

So girls and boys hope you enjoyed reading it and fingering/shagging. Do tell me how you felt about the story in the comments below. Alternatively, you can mail me your suggestions, comments and feedback. Lonely females of any age interested in online cam fun can mail me at [email protected].

Goodbye. Love you all!

Hello ISS readers, I am a 30-year-old guy from a South Indian coastal village. I read a lot of stories here. This is just an Omegle chat in which I played a role-playing game that leads to humiliation and sex on a bus. The story is imaginary, but the characters are played by real people. Not wasting time, let’s enjoy it.

Omegle

You: Hi.

Stranger: Hi.

You: I am from India. What about you?

Stranger: Mexico.

You: Wow. Name?

Stranger: Alice.

Stranger: Yours?

You: Girish.

Stranger: Nice.

You: I am 28.

Stranger: I am 22.

You: Your name is like in games.

Stranger: Haha.

Stranger: Is it? It’s quite a common name here.

You: What brings you here?

Stranger: Just bored.

Stranger: You?

You: Do you like to play roleplay?

You: Only if you like.

Stranger: Yeah.

You: Have you ever played before?

Stranger: No.

You: Okay, no issues.

Stranger: Have you?

You: In real life? No, not real at all. It will be just imaginary characters. Just for fun.

Stranger: Yeah I understand.

You: I have played 4-5 times.

Stranger: Oh.

Stranger: So experienced.

You: It’s like a conversation type.

Stranger: Right.

Stranger: Okay, I’ll try.

You: I will be your neighbor.

Stranger: Okay.

You: You are traveling on a bus.

Stranger: Oh, I see.

You: I am just standing near you.

Stranger: Oh.

You: You get a text from someone.

Stranger: I can imagine this.

You: It says you have to get to the last stop and flash your tits to the driver.

Stranger: What?! That’s so embarrassing.

You: You look blushed.

You: I ask you what is the matter. So, now you need to talk to me.

You: Hi.

You: What happened?

Stranger: Nothing.

Stranger: I just got a text.

You: What did it say?

You: Is there anything wrong?

Stranger: Um… it’s just that I have to do something.

You: What should you do?

Stranger: I have to flash my tits to the driver when I get to the last stop.

You: Omg!

Stranger: Yeah.

You: But would you be able to do it?

Stranger: No, I don’t think so.

Stranger: But when I think about it, it’s exciting!

You: But why do you need to do it?

You: You can just get down, right?

Stranger: Oh because, I am playing a game.

You: Oh, that’s interesting.

Stranger: Yeah, and I did consent to it, but the tasks get more risky.

You: Oh.

You: Are you wearing a bra today?

Stranger: No, I’m not.

You: Was it also a task?

Stranger: Yes, it was. I’m also not wearing anything down there as well.

You: Oh, my god! So hot you are.

You: I can smell your wetness.

Stranger: It excites me.

Stranger: That I could find out any second.

You: Can I see? (put my hand under the skirt)

You: It’s all so wet. So crazy you are.

Stranger: I was just a little bored.

You: I think you should flash him and give him his reward for his driving.

You: He would be a happy man.

Stranger: Take out your hand, someone will see!

You: You have a great body.

Stranger: I think you’re right. I should.

You: Okay.

You (removing my hand): Can I just come to the last stop with you?

Stranger: If the game permits.

Stranger: Why? Do you want to see it? Well, the game doesn’t specify any rules regarding an accomplice.

Stranger: Ya… If you are okay with it.

You: So, it should be fine.

Stranger: Okay… I will see what you can do.

Stranger: I’m actually so wet, it’s starting to drip.

You: Is your text friend on the bus?

Stranger: I don’t know, but he’s always watching. He must be, right?

You: I think so.

You: But it’s so great you are taking this challenge. So daring you are!

Stranger: Oh, thank you.

You: Only two stops are there now.

Stranger: Oh, we’re nearly there.

You: Your tits are poking your t-shirt. They really need attention.

Stranger: You’re right, they’re getting harder.

Stranger: Can you give them attention?

You: Why not.

You: Can I just pinch them?

Stranger: Yes, do as you please

You: (slowly groping both tits from behind)

You: (pinching right nipple softly)

Stranger: Oh, that feels good!

Stranger: I’m starting to pant already.

You (pulling it a little bit): You are so beautiful. And you should be so proud of your tits.

You: Just one more stop to go!

Stranger: Ya.

Stranger: Thank you.

You: Everyone is getting down.

Stranger: That’s good, phew.

You: Only 2-3 children are there.

Stranger: I can’t do it in front of kids.

You: Give me the left one. They are in front.

Stranger: Oh ok.

You: (slowly putting a hand under the t-shirt.

Stranger: Your hands feel so nice.

You: (holding left boob in left hand).

You: (Just squeezing it). (Right-hand goes underskirt).

You: Do you like it, my girl?

Stranger: Aahhh, yesss..I like it (biting my lip).

You: (slowly lifting the t-shirt).

You: (taking the nipple in my mouth).

Stranger: Oh no, they’ll see.

You: (sucking on it).

Stranger: Mm, feels good.

You: Sorry, I can’t help it now.

You: (Sucking both one by one). The Last stop came.

You: Go, go!

Stranger: Okay.

You: (Taking my mobile and starts recording the show of a lifetime).

Stranger: I walk towards the driver, face blushed and red.

You: Go.

You: You are bold.

Stranger: And I lifted my t-shirt completely, flashing the driver.

You: Omg!

You: You did it. I can’t believe you!

You: Come on, let’s run.

Stranger: Yes, let’s get away from here.

Stranger: Hahah.

You: I can’t believe I did that. It’s good that he was new.

You: You are so amazing.

Stranger: Never getting on that bus again.

You: You should do this more often.

You: It’s really hot.

Stranger: Haha, I don’t know.

You: My mobile is burning.

Stranger: Haha.

You: Haha. What happened with the text guy?

You: You tell him that the task is complete.

Stranger: Oh well, I’ll have to wait until I get another text.

You: Oh.

Stranger: But it might not be for a while. Don’t know when.

Stranger has disconnected.

(Thanks for reading. If you like it, please comment and you can contact me at [email protected])

A very happy welcome to the ISS readers! This true story is about how I landed a sugar mommy in Chennai. There will be some differences in how I narrate the action to add some drama. But the base story is real. Read and enjoy.

If you haven’t read the first part, please read it first. It would be much better for you to follow.

I nodded. She bent down and took my dick in hand, and slowly brought her lips near the tip. There was some precum. She thought for a second and licked the precum of my tip. I was shocked. But did not say anything. She took my entire dick in her mouth and gave a smooth up-and-down motion with her mouth.

The saliva from her mouth and her eyes looking at me while she did everything took me to heaven. Just when I was about to cum, she stopped and asked me to cum soon. I thought of an idea. This should not end here. Let’s try our luck.

I called her.

Keerthana: Enna aachu? (What happened?)

Me: Illa, aunty. Neenga nalla panreenga. But mood avarthoda, Vali thaan jaasthi ya irukku. (Nothing, aunty. Actually, you are doing very well. But more than making me horny, it’s painful.)

Keerthana: Seri ippo enna pannalaam nu solra? (What shall we do now?)

Me: Naan onnu solluven. Neenga thappa eduthukka koodathu! (I will tell you one thing. You should not take it the wrong way.)

She gave a look saying, “You first tell, then I will decide.”

Me: Neenga ivalo panreenga. Konjam expose panneenga na, naan easy ah mood aaven. (You are doing this much. If you expose it, it will help me cum faster.)

She stared at me with anger. I didn’t know what to do. So, I had to do some act. I started screaming in pain. She saw that I was getting agonised.

Keerthana: Seri iru. Panren. I still can’t believe I am doing this. (Okay, wait. I will do that. I still can’t believe I am doing this.)

I was on cloud nine. She slowly removed the tuck of her pallu from her hip. Her bubbly hip with curves was a sight to behold. She removed the pin from her saree near the shoulder and slowly slid the pallu.

Her melons, OMG! I was lost in it. Those were huge. The blouse could not hold it. I was awestruck at the sight.

Keerthana: Ithu pothuma (Is this enough?)

I want to see more of her. I assumed she would not have gotten any action since her husband was not here. I thought I would push as much as possible and see my luck.

Me: Wow, aunty! Evalo perusu. Cha. Evalo azhagu! (It’s so big… ahem. It is so beautiful.)

She slightly blushed, realised she shouldn’t have, and kept a serious face.

Keerthana: Appo very good. Nee seekirama mudichuduva la? (Then very good. You will cum soon, right?)

Me: Aunty. Serious ah semma sexy ah irukeenga. (Aunty, seriously, you are so sexy!)

She started blushing again.

Me: Unga hubby semma lucky. Epdi ungala vitutu thalli irukaru. (Your husband is so lucky. How is he staying away from you?)

Her face started to turn sad. Tears started to roll up in her eyes. She buried her face in her hands and started weeping. I didn’t understand what was happening. I was getting worried.

Me: Aunty. Enna aachu? (Aunty, what happened?)

Her weeping started to become intense. I held her by the shoulders. Because of the sleeveless blouse, I could feel her arms. I asked her what was happening. She could not control herself and started crying like a baby. I held her arms and made her sit beside me in the bed.

We both were sitting on the edge of the bed. I was nude with my cock hard. She was in a sleeveless saree without the pallu to the right side of me. I wrapped my arms around her, held her face with the other hand, and turned her head towards me. She was still covering her face with her hands.

I slowly removed the hands and asked her what was happening. She told a very sad story.

Keerthana: En husband business tour la irukaru nu sonne la. Athu poi. (I said my husband is on a business tour, right? That’s a lie.)

Me: What?

Keerthana: Aama da. Avan enna vitutu poitan. (Yes. He left me.)

This is the first time she used da to address me. For people who don’t know, da is a friendly way of calling someone.

She started crying even more while saying this. I started consoling her while hugging her. Her beautiful milk tankers were getting crushed against me. I could feel her bare back. I tried to ask what happened and why he left her.

Keerthana: Antha kezhatu paiyan solran, naan azhaga illayaam. Avan vera oru azhagana ponnu paathutana. (That old bastard is saying that I am not beautiful. And he has found a more beautiful girl than me.)

I was shocked to hear this. She looked way more beautiful than anyone of her age. I didn’t understand what that guy was thinking. She continued.

Keerthana: En pasangalukku kooda ithu theriyathu. Avanaga vera etho sanda naala naanga pirinchu irukkom nu nenachukitu irukaanga. (Even my children don’t know this. They are thinking that we are separated for some other fight.)

Keerthana: Adutha maasam divorce confirm aayidum. Papers laam sign panniyaachu (Next month, divorce will be confirmed. Papers have been signed.)

She couldn’t even look me in the eye and say this. All this time, my cock was getting confused. Hugging her tightly makes me horny, and this story makes me sad. Finally, I broke the hug. Held her face in my arms and lifted her head.

Me: Aunty, Inga paarunga. Naan paathathulaye neenga romba azhagana woman. Unga ex seriyana loose punda. Avanukku azhagu na enna ne therla. Ithu Avan loss thaan. Neenga feel pannatheenga.

(Aunty, look at me. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Your ex is a dickhead. He doesn’t know what beauty means. This is his loss. You don’t worry.)

I said it with a soothing tone. This calmed her a little bit. Then I hugged her once again. She also responded to the hug. Then I placed my right hand on her bare hip. She did not react at all. She was still hugging me tightly. Then I broke the hug, held her face and kissed her forehead.

Me: Neenga thaan manitha piravilaye romba azhagana ponnu. (You are the most beautiful woman known to mankind.)

I said that and wiped her tears. She smiled and hugged me again and was like that for a long time.

Keerthana: Unakku epdi nandri solrathu nu therla da. Intha vishayam en mind kulla romba naal ah torture pannikitu irukku. Inikku thaan athu seri aachu (I don’t know how to thank you. This thing was torturing me for a long time. Today, only I felt relieved.)

She said all this while hugging me. And I started caressing her back. The feeling was so good. With her pallu down and melons crushing my chest, I was increasingly horny. She also had stopped weeping, and then I thought this would be the right time to progress. Else I would lose the chance.

I slowly lowered my hand to her hip and started caressing it. I moved my hand right and left around the hip. I could feel she was enjoying it. I gave a press to her hips. She strengthened the hug. This is the push I needed to continue further. My dick grew harder and harder.

It was paining so much, but still, I wanted to continue. Then I released the hug and looked her in the eye while holding her shoulders. I could see in her eyes that she hadn’t had a man touch her in a long time. She looked down at my hard dick, and the lust grew more and more in her.

She lowered her hand to touch my dick. I held her hand while looking at her eyes. After I knew she hadn’t touched a man or been touched by a man in so many days, I didn’t want to give it to her so easily. But also, I want us both to enjoy this moment passionately.

While holding her right hand with my left hand, I ran a finger from her forehead to her lips through the nose. She was in full pleasure mode. I played with her lips. I ran my fingers through the lips, circling them. She could not hold, and she took my finger in her mouth. She licked my finger hard.

I removed the finger from her lips and sucked it, looking at her. Then again, I slowly ran my finger from her chin to her cleave. She struck her eyes to the top and was in full-blast mode. She gave a very slight moan. All this while her left hand struggled to get released from my grip and hold the cock.

But I did not give her a chance. I want to do things more sensually. I grabbed both her hands and started kissing her forehead. I kissed her forehead and nose and went near her lips. She moved forward to give me easy access. But I again lowered, skipped the lips, and kissed her neck from the side.

Then slowly, her centre neck and then her cleavage. She was dying to be kissed and enjoyed. I let loose her arms, and she immediately held my face and kissed my lips. I also responded. I slowly sucked her upper lips like an orange slice and then her lower lips.

I was sucking it for a long time. Then I started playing with the tongue. I sucked her tongue as much as I could. She pushed her tongue more and more inside me. I slowly released the kiss and started removing her saree. Now she was in her blouse and petticoat. I made her lie on the bed.

She was so gorgeous. She was curvy in her ass but did not have a big belly. It was the right size. Being a navel fan, I did the first thing any navel fan would do. I lowered the petticoat to reveal the deep and round navel. I couldn’t control the moment I saw it.

I buried my face in her navel and started kissing it and sucking it like there was nothing else to do. She gave a big moan, “Aah.” She stuck her hands in my hair, held my head tight and started pushing it. I swerved my tongue into the deep navel hole, licked it and sucked it as if my world was about to end.

Then I slowly went on top of her and removed her blouse to reveal the milk tankers in the bra. I sucked on the top part of the boobs and kissed the nipples over the bra. The nipples, already perky, tried to push out of the bra. I pinched the nipples over the bra, and she gave out a very loud moan.

Once I removed the bra, the boobs jumped at me. I was playing with it like a baby. Pressing it, squishing it, and finally, I started sucking on them. I was sucking on the boobs while my left hand played with her navel. All the pain I had just vanished.

Keerthana: Aah, Akash Apdi thaan da. (Oh yeah, Akash. Just like that.)

Then I went down and lifted the petticoat to reveal her beautiful thighs. I started kissing from her toes to her inner thigh. I kissed her on the thighs, biting it slightly, and gave a sensual moan. Then I removed the petticoat fully to reveal the white panty, which was already drenched from her pussy juices.

I was kissing her thighs while my hands were playing with her boobs. I kissed everywhere except the pussy. I teased her a lot. She couldn’t control me teasing like that. She held my head and placed it on her pussy. The pussy juices over her panty was something that cannot be described.

The warm feel, the aroma and the taste. OMG! I was lost. I kept kissing the pussy and her thighs. Her moans became louder and louder.

Keerthana: Dei Akash.Nakku da. Nakku da (Akash. Lick it. Lick it.)

Me: Iru di chellam. Slow and steady ah pannuvom. Enna avasaram unakku (Wait, baby. We will take it slow and steady. What is the hurry?)

I started calling her in a friendly way. (Like in Hindi, instead of aap, I used tu.) I moved her panty a little bit to the side. It revealed the region between the pussy and the thigh but not revealing the pussy. I started licking there. This teasing was making her more and more horny.

I could feel her body shivering. She badly wanted me to finish it fast as she could not hold it. I did this on both sides of her pussy. I wanted the prize in the best way possible. Then I slowly lifted her up and gently slid the panty down her. The view.

OMG! The clean-shaven pinky pussy! A very rare sight in a South Indian woman, I presume. I went near it, smelled it, to let all the aroma drown in me. Then I was teasing her again by kissing her everywhere near the pussy except it. She was losing it. She held my head and pushed it against her pussy hard!

It was the best moment of my life. I caressed her pussy with my tongue and licked it from left to right, top to bottom. Inserted my tongue in her pussy and rolled everywhere. Then I caught her clit like a lollipop and sucked it to the fullest. She was going up and down.

I knew she was going to cum soon. I didn’t stop. I inserted my two fingers in it while sucking it and going deep. Then within a couple of minutes, she orgasmed with the loudest moan. Her pussy juices were flowing, and I took it in my mouth.

The taste was OMG! I didn’t stop there. I continued to do the same thing with much more speed and control. She was going crazy again.

Keerthana: Niruthatha da. Naan marubadiyum… (Don’t stop. I am again…)

She orgasmed again. Took my face out of it and looked at her. The satisfaction on her face and the happiness with it was amazing.

Keerthana: This is the best day of my life.

Me: Apdiya Keerthu? (Is it Keerthu? I called with a pet name.)

Keerthana: Serious ah. Intha maathiri ennaku aanathey illa. Un gf romba lucky. (Seriously. I have never felt anything like this before. Your gf is very lucky.)

Me: Enakku gf illa, irunthathum illa. Ithaan first time (I don’t have gf, never had one. This is the first time.)

She was shocked.

Keerthana: First time ah? Epdi da. Experienced maathiri panra. (First time? How? You did it like you were experienced.)

I just gave a whatever look.

Keerthana: Appo nee virgin ah? (Are you a virgin?)

Gave a wink with a smile.

Keerthana: Appo un virginity ah ippo naan edukka poren. (Then I am going to take away your virginity.)

Me: Enakkum athaan venum. Aana ippo enakku romba valikuthu. Plus un kooda first time panrathu normal ah irukka koodathu. First night setup la irukanom.

(That’s what I also want. But it’s paining so much for me. Plus, the first time I do it with you should not be normal. It should be like a first-night setup.)

She became sad. After some hugging and consoling her, she understood.

Keerthana: Okay then next week namma panrom un Vali seri aana odaney. (Okay, we will plan it next week once your pain is gone.)

Then she made me lie on the bed. Saw my erect but paining cock. Gave a kiss on the tip and licked the precum of it. And gave one hell of a blowjob. She told me to take it out before I cum. But with pain and orgasm in my mind, I didn’t know what was happening.

I cum in her mouth. Half load in her mouth and some dripping out, she looked at me. Then gave a kinky look and swallowed it.

Keerthana: Actually taste nalla irukku da. (Actually it tastes good.)

Saying that she gave me a wink and kiss on my cock. That is the most I have cum to date and the best orgasm ever. Then she bathed me, and I played with her the whole time, not allowing her to bathe me. Finally, after everything was done, I had breakfast with her, and we shared phone numbers.

Keerthana: Vaa hospital polam. (Come, let us go to the hospital.)

Me: Illa baby, nee Vara vendam. Unakku probelm aayidum. Naan en parents ta beach la vizhunthen nu sollu hospital poikaren. (No, baby. It will become a problem for you. I will tell my parents that I fell on the beach and will go to hospital.)

She was arguing as to why she should not come to the hospital. Finally, I convinced her to stay. Then she gave me her credit card.

Keerthana: Itha vechuko, atleast. First hospital poi itha paaru. Apram, intha card ah ethukku venum naalum use panniko. (Have this atleast. First, go to the hospital. And use this card for anything and everything you need.)

I again hugged her and kissed her. She then called her chauffeur to come as the rain had stopped. He said he would be coming in 5 minutes.

Keerthana: Innoru mukkiyamana vishayam. Next week namma first night ku, naan enna dress podanum nu mudivu panni, enakku vaangi kodu. (One more important thing. Next week for our first night, decide on a dress for me and buy it.)

Suddenly there was a small noise. We both turned to look where it came from. It was gone. We turned back and,

Me: Naan decide pannalama? (Can I decide?)

Keerthana: Who else?

She gave a naughty wink!

Keerthana: Call panni sollu doctor enna sonnanga nu. (Call and tell me what the doctor said.)

I smiled and left. The chauffeur dropped me at my home.

Meanwhile, in the US:

Her daughter couldn’t come out of the shock of what she heard and saw. She had bought her mom an Alexa Echo Show to talk to her on a video call. It was placed in the living room. Every time she usually calls her mom and asks to talk to her.

It had been more than a week since she talked to her mom. She directly started the video call without information to surprise her mom. (This is actually a feature.). When she started the call before she could say hi, she saw Akash with her mom hugging and kissing.

She heard her mom say about the first night and him picking a dress for her. She was dumbstruck by that and gave a small shocking sound. She knew that they heard it. She didn’t want to confront them now.

She immediately turned off the video call before they could see. She thought she would wait for it to happen and confront her with evidence.

To be continued.

Please let me know how you feel about the story and the writing. This is the first time I am writing a story. Your feedback would be appreciated. You can also mail me at [email protected].

As per me, I am bull in Chennai and Bangalore. Any ladies or cuckold couples can contact me in the same mail.

Hello doston mera naam Abhishek hai. Main 30 saal ka working professional hun aur Kanpur mein rehta hu.

Main pehle thoda motu ho gaya tha. Par pichhle 6 mahine se roz workout karne ke baad. Ab main ekdum fit ho gaya hun. Thodi si toh abs bhi dikhni lagi hain aur arms bade ho gaye hain.

Isse ab mujhe female attention bhi milne laga hai, aur mera confidence pehle se kafi badh gaya hai. Same cheez agar koi mota ladka kisi ladki ko kahe. Jaise ki “Hey aaj tumhari dress sexy lag rahi hai.” Toh ladki kafi gussa ho jayegi.

Par ab main ye kisi ladki ko kahun, toh ladkiyan wapis flirt karti hai. Bas inhi sab reasons ki wajah se main aajkal thoda overconfident rehta hu. Ye kahani abhi kuch din pehle ki hi hai.

Meri badi bhabhi ne apne ghar mujhe khaane pe bulaya tha, aur mere overconfidence se meri duniya hi badal gayi. Bhabhi aur bhaiya ka ek chhota beta hai 2 saal ka. Bhaiya businessman hain, aksar sheher se bahar travel karte hain.

Meri aur bhabhi ki kafi achi banti hai, aur ek hi tarah ki films dekhte hain hum dono. Bhabhi ne mujhe phone kar ke kaha, “Abhishek, nayi film aayi hai Netflix pe ‘Tu Jhooti Main Makkar.’ Aa jao film dekhte hain saath mein.”

Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, lagta hai ye toh mere aur aap be based hai. Kyonki aap jhooti aur main makkar toh hun hi.” Bhabhi hass di aur bola ki jaldi aa.

Meri bhabhi mujhse 5 saal badi hain par aaj bhi 25 se uupar ki nahi dikhti hain. Gori skin, patli kamar, ache bade boobs. Aur gaand jo ki baccha paida hone ke baad aur badh gayi hai.

Main unke ghar pohocha toh unhone TV ke saamne hi baithne ko bola, sofa pe. Tab tak woh Munnu ka doodh garam karne lagi. Ghar pe thi toh ek halke pink colour ki sleeveless baniyaan t-shirt aur white pyjama pehena hua tha unhone.

Haye! Kya mast ass ka shape aa raha tha uss pyjame mein unka. Woh jaise hi mudi main ghoor ghoor ke unke peeche dekhne laga. Mujhe hamesha se hi unhi ke jaisi ek biwi chahiye thi.

Aur hasi mazaak mein maine kayi baar ye baat unko kahi thi. “Bhabhi koi aapki jaan pehchaan mein ho jo aapke jaisi dikhti ho toh please batana mujhe.” Woh hamesha hass ke keh deti ki, “Mere jaisi toh sirf main hu.” Aur friends wakai unke jaisi toh sirf woh hi thi.

Khair Munnu ke sone ke baad, hum log film dekhne baithe. Screen pe thodi hi der mein Ranbir aur Shraddha ki chumma chaati shuru ho gayi. Main thoda muh tedha karke bhabhi ka reaction dekhne ke liye muda.

Par bhabhi ne turant mujhe pakad liya. Kehti, “Kya dekh rahe ho idhar mud ke? Ye sab toh normal hai aaj kal.”

Maine kaha, “Bhabhi ye sab kehne ki cheezen hai. Aaj bhi India mein ladkiyan itni free nahi hain, ki pehli baar mein aisa affair kar le. Time lagta hai thoda.”

Bhabhi boli, “Tujhe bada pata hai? Kyon try kiya hai kya kisi pe?”

Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, Try toh nahi kiya par karne ka mann bohut hai.”

Bhabhi ne pucha, “Kispe?” Toh main turant hadbada ke bol pada, “Bhabhi, ek baar kya main aapko chhu sakta hu?” Bhabhi ekdum se hass di.

Kehti mujhse, “Kabse chal raha hai tere dimaag mein ye sab?”

Maine kaha, “Woh chhodo, mujhe thodi si feel leni hai bas aapki Bhabhi. Aap chaaho toh aankhen band kar lunga, aap bhi mera chhoo lo agar mann kare.”

Maine bhi haste hue bola. Itna keh ke maine wait nahin kiya. Turant unke paas sofa pe khiska ke unko kass ke pakad liya.

Unse pucha ki, “Bhabhi aaj itni himmat kar hi li hai. Please bhaiya ko mat batana, par kya karun mujhse raha hi nahi jata ekdum ab. Aap please thoda sa karne do mujhe.”

Bhabhi ne mujhe peeche kiya aur muskurayi thoda. Boli, “Devar ji lagta hai aaj le ke hi maanoge. Chalo hato peeche ho thoda. Main bhi toh dekhu kya leke aaye ho?”

Ye kehte hi unhone mere pant ke upar se mera lund pakad liya. Jo ki ab tak poora khada ho chuka tha. Aur thoda sa pre-cum jaisa drip bhi ho raha tha.

Maine fatafat apni jeans, apni underwear ke saath hi neeche kar di aur bhabhi ka haath us pe rakh diya. Bhabhi, zyada time waste na kar ke, mere saamne ghutne pe baith gayi. Aur halka sa lund apne muh mein rakh liya.

Ab woh apni jeebh se saara pre-cum chaatne lagi aur dheeme dheeme lund andar bahar karne lagi. Mere hosh udd chuke the ab tak. Jis cheez ka sapna maine pichhle kayi saal se dekha tha woh aaj poora ho chuka tha.

Meri bhabhi toh poori desi randi nikli. Unhone apni t-shirt apne boobs ke upar tak kar di. Baap re unke boobs, ekdum pink nipples, kafi bade bade. Boobs yahi kuch 34 size ke rahe honge.

Maine left haath se unka ek boob pakda aur right hand se unke sar ke baal. Dono ko kass ke daba ke, unka sar aur tezi se aage peeche karne laga. Bhabhi ne ekdum se thoda daant ka istemaal kiya lund pe.

Toh maine turant baalo se haath hata ke unke muh pe ek thappad lagaya. Main bola, “Dekho bhabhi aaj aap meri randi ho, jaisa mujhe pasand hai waisa hi hoga, samjhi?”

Bhabhi ke muh mein ab bhi aadha lund ghusa hua tha. Aur maathe pe baal bikhre the, unhone apna sar haan mein hilaya. Ab maine unke baal pakad ke apna lund halke halke andar bahar karna shuru kiya.

Fir maine dono haath se unka sar pakad ke zor zor se andar bahar shuru kiya. Aur ek minute ke baad jaise hi mujhe laga mera ejaculation hone wala hai, main apna poora 7-inch ka lund bahar nikala.

Aur ek dahaad laga ke saara ka saara unke face pe utaar diya. Thoda cum unke muh, aankh, baal aur thoda boobs pe bhi ja gira. Jo bhi lund pe reh gaya tha woh maine wapis unke muh mein ghused ke poora chatwaya.

Main aur bhabhi, dono hi thak ke wahi sofa pe baith gaye. Maine haste hue bhabhi ki or dekha. Unki aankhen band par hothon pe muskaan thi.

Hi friends, ye shuruaat hai kayi stories aur aane ki. Finally maine honsla ikattha kiya hai aap sab ke sath share karne ka. My name is Rinku and there are several characters who will be joining this thread. But for now let’s start with my wonderful wife Ritu.

Jab maine use first time dekha tha, uski khoobsurti ka deewana ban chuka tha. Mere hi shehar mein rehne wali mujhse 3 saal badi ek seedhi-saadi ladki, thodi gussel, thoda kam dimag jo ki ek behad khoobsurat ladki ke hi characteristics hai.

Ek Brahmin family ki ladki jo pooja path karti, aur Brahmin logon se hi dosti karti. Jo har din salwar pehanti aur ache bachho ki tarah school aur baad mein college attend karti. Wo well maintained ladki thi, jiske baal kamar tak aate the.

Uske chehre ka rang dusky sa tha, jo ki bahut zyada sexy tha. Par andar se poori safed, aur har jagah se bhari hui thi. Aisi ladkiyon ki salwar se hi unki gaand ki shape samajh aa jati hai. Unke love handles aur lower stomach bhi curvy dikhte hai.

Hamesha dupatte mein dhaki hui uske 34″ ki choochiyan mujhe leke aur najane kitne hi mardon ko deewana bana chuki thi. Ritu girls college ki ladki hone ke kaaran uska boys se saamna nahi hua ho aisa nahi tha. Uski colony mein paan thele pe kayi ladkon ki line lagi hoti thi, jo usko follow kiya karte the college tak.

Family relation hone ke kaaran main use bachpan se hi jaanta tha. Fir aaya daur facebook ka jab naye-naye smartphones ka craze badha, aur maine use friend request bheji.

Accept hone ke baad baatein badhne lagi aur main jo ki already uspe crush khaye baitha tha, maine usse us way mein baatein karni shuru ki.

Maine poocha: Aapki shaadi ka koi plan chal raha hai maine suna hai.

Wo kehne lagi uska mann nahi hai kyunki ladkon ke ache rishte nahi aa rahe, aur uski expectations zyada thi. Jab raat hone lagi to andar ki baatein baahar aane lagi, ki wo kitni utawali thi sex karne ke liye. Kyunki ladkiyan itni baatein karti thi, aur ab uspe sex ka bhoot sawaar tha, ki use sex karna tha.

Doston ki baaton se wo samajh gayi thi ki har mard satisfy nahi kar pata. Isliye wo pehle sex karna chaahti thi, fir shaadi. Par ek bahut hi conservative Brahmin family se aane ke kaaran aisa hona possible nahi tha.

Uska mann hamesha hi ek fauladi lund par tika hota tha, jo uske chudasi chut ko faad de aur use wo ladke pasand the jo use dominate kare aur use daba kar chode. Shayad tab maine bhi ek chudasi ladki ke sath maze leke rafa dafa ho jau ye soch kar in baaton ko aur badhawa dene laga. Main jo hi ek brahmin family se belong karta hu aur papa ka multiple business hone ke kaaran bahut zyada rich family se aata hu.

Jaise papa ki kaafi saari hotel chains hai, jewellery shops, aur kaafi kuch hai. Aur uske papa hamesha hamari har pooja mein pandit hua karte the. Shayad isliye usne mujhe bhaav dena shuru kiya. Ye baat hai May maheene ki, jab wo ghar par akeli thi, aur hamari khoob saari sex chats ke baad hamne tai kiya ki hum milenge usi ke ghar mein.

Par unlucky main, jo us din exam ke chakkar mein doosri city chala gaya. Subha jab exam khatam hua, to whatsapp pe dekha uska message tha ki “Aaja aaj ghar mein koi nahi hai. Raat bhar akeli hi hu.” Aur main chodu jaise exam ki tension mein tha, ye check karne ki kon sa question sahi tha aur kon sa galat hua.

Jab maine use bataya ki main nahi aa sakta, to wo bahut udaas hui. Fir uski behti chut ka photo dekh kar main aur utawala ho gaya, aur regret karne laga ki kyun main doosre shehar chala aaya. Maine ek tarkeeb nikali ki kyun na video call kiya jaye. Usne bhi haami bhar di aur shuru hua silsila video call ka. Call pe wo dining table pe baithi hui thi aur salwar kameez pehne hui thi.

Main 6 feet ka ladka hu jiska 6 inch ka lund hai jo ki lambayi mein bhale kam ho, par bahut mota hai. Dikhne mein dusky aur gym karne wala ladka hu, shayad isliye usne khud se 3 saal chhote ladke ko bhi chance de diya.

Maine dheere-dheere apni t-shirt utari, aur wo bhi dining table par phone rakh ke dheere-dheere apni gol-gol 38″ ki gaand matkate hue mujhe tadpa-tadpa ke kapde nikaal rahi thi.

Jab usne apni kameez utari, to pehli baar maine uska gol-gol aur bahut deep navel dekha. Meri aankhen wahi atak gayi uffffffff. Mann kar raha tha phone se nikal ke uski nabhi mein jeebh ghusa ke use poori tarah se chaat lu.

Uska itna gora gatheela badan dekh ke main chaunk gaya, kyunki face se wo itni gori nahi thi. Uska itna chamchamata pet dekh mere laude mein alag si jaan aa gayi, aur wo aur kadak ho gaya. Itna mulayam pet dekh kar main aur tadap raha tha aur use choona chaahta tha.

Jab usne poori tarah se kameez nikali, tab pata chala uske 34″ ke chooche uske safed bra mein nahi sama rahe the. Wo upar se aur side se baahar nikal ke aa rahe the. Uske dono hath uthane par uske armpits ki garmi mujhe mehsoos karni thi, aur uski sugandh mujhe chahiye thi.

Jab wo bra mein saamne aayi jhuk ke usne smile kiya, jaise mujhe wo show de rahi ho. Wo ache se jaanti thi jiska lund use chahiye use kaise rijhaya jaye. Wo dheere-dheere apne lambe khule baalon ko ek side se doosri side karke apni bra ke stripes ko neeche karke gehri lambi cleavage dikha rahi thi, aur main yaha poori tarah nanga ho kar apna lund hila raha tha use dikha ke.

Use mera lund dekh ke itna maza aane laga ki usne jaldi se bra hata di, aur zor-zor se choochiyon ko dabane lagi. Ufffffff, uske itni badi gori-gori tight choochiya jo bina bra ke bhi straight khadi thi, wo use itni buri tarah masal rahi thi. Aur uski awaaze nikalni shuru hui.

Ritu: Ohh huh ahh, Rinku kaisa lag raha hai tujhe bata. Maslega ise? Aise hi bol na kaise dabayega isko ahhh. Choos le inko, ye bahut tadap rahe hai. Aa Rinku choos le inhe apne muh mein leke.

Aur main yaha chodu jaise bas hila raha tha use dekh ke. Uska lamba gala, usse neeche uske itne bade-bade chooche jab dabaye jaa rahe the, meri jaan nikal rahi thi, aur kabhi-kabhi wo apne pet par hath ferti. Fir wo apne nabhi mein ungli ghusa ke use gol-gol ghumati. Wo jaanti thi kaise mardon ko kaabu kiya jaa sakta hai, aur poori tarah enjoy kar rahi thi.

Boobs ke sath-sath apne pet ko bhi masal rahi thi, aur gaand matkate hue wo poori tarah apne hi touch ka maza le rahi thi. Par kisi mard ke touch ki zaroorat use ab bhi thi. Fir doorbell bajne ki awaaz aayi. Mere sath wo bhi shock ho gayi, ki abhi kaun aaya tha jab ki kisi ke aane ki koi information nahi thi.

Jaldi se bina bra ke kameez daal kar wo gayi darwaze pe. Abhi tak uski shakal mein bas chudai ka bhoot tha. Uski aankhon mein nasha tha ki use ek lund to kam se kam chahiye, aur is beech kisi ne uska flow bigaad diya. Awaaz mujhe aa rahi thi darwaze par.

Cooler sudharne wala koi mechanic tha, jise uske papa ne kal aane ko kaha tha, aur wo aaj ek din baad aaya tha. Ritu ne phone disconnect karke pehle papa se confirm kiya, aur fir use andar layi cooler ko repair karne ke liye.

Jab wo repair karne mein busy ho gaya, to Ritu ne fir mujhe video call ki, aur bataya ki mechanic aaya tha. Maine yu hi masti mein keh diya-

Main: Waah, aaj to tumhari lottery hai. Chudai ke liye khoobsurat husn ke sath ek garam chut bina mehnat ke milne wali hai use.

Ye sun ke Ritu ne kuch react nahi kiya. Mujhe laga use bura laga kyunki use bade-bade mard pasand the stylish aur paise waale jinka rutba hai. Aur ye tha to ek mechanic. Maine jaise hi usse maafi mangi usne kaha-

Ritu: Kya sach mein aisa ho sakta hai?

Thode der ke liye maano current sa daud gaya mere badan mein, ki ye ladki jisko main bachpan se chodna chaahta tha, jisko nichodh ke uska rass peena chaahta tha, wo mere saamne kisi mechanic ke liye aisa soch rahi thi. Sach hai, chudai ka nasha kisi ko bhi kahi bhi sula deta hai.

Maine haami bhar di: Kyun nahi.

Tab usne kaha: Nahi, ye to bahut ganda dikhta hai. Kaala sa hai. Face pe oil, aur patla uncle type hai.

Maine fir masti mein kaha: Acha hai, experience lund milega tujhe. Try to kar le aise kon sa kisi ko pata chalega. Ye tumhare ghar wapas aane ki himmat nahi karega agar tu use darayegi ki police complain kar sakti hu. Waise bhi gareebo ko kya hi samajh kanoon ki tum darra dena.

Uske mann mein bahut saare thoughts chal rahe the, par maine dekha wo dheere-dheere kameez ke upar se choochiyon ko masal rahi thi. Aur honth bhi chaba rahi thi thodi-thodi der mein. Jaise hi maine aur convince kiya ki kar le, aur mujhe video call pe rakh mujhe dekhna hai tujhe chudte hue, to wo hasne lagi aur boli-

Ritu: Tu bahut madarchod hai. Apni biwi ko bhi aise logon se chudwana. Tab main dekhungi.

Fir hum plan bana rahe the, aur plan banate-banate usne kameez upar kar li, apni choochiyon ke upar, aur masalni shuru kar di. Is beech mechanic aaya aur bola-

Machanic: Madam theek ho gaya hai. Aap check kar lijiye.

Wo sakpaka gayi aur jaldi se kameez neeche karke check karne gayi. Yaha main behaal ho raha tha, ki ab kya hoga. Usne ise masalte hue dekh liya. Thodi der mein wo aayi bilkul phone ke saamne aur khadi reh ke baat kar rahi thi-

Ritu:  Theek hai, paise aapko papa de denge.

Usne kaha: Mujhe zaroorat hai paise ki, to please kahi se jugaad karke dedo.

Tab Ritu ne kaha: Thodi der mein aap aa sakte ho? Tab tak main jamati hu kahi se.

Ek aur surprise mil gaya ki Ritu ne koi pehal nahi ki, na hi mechanic ne. Mechanic poori conversation mein bas Ritu ke chooche dekhe jaa raha tha. Kyunki uske uske nipples poori tarah baahar dikh rahe the. Par usne ek bhi kadam aisa nahi uthaya jisse Ritu ko ya mujhe lage ki wo kuch karna chaahta tha.

Wo chup-chaap chala gaya, aur Ritu jaldi se aayi mere paas bahut hi excited hoke, ki najane kya ho jata, meri himmat nahi hui, ye wo.

Maine kaha: Kya yaar, itna acha chance tha. Wo to tere aam hi dekh raha tha.

Usne bhi kaha ki use laga shayad wo aage badhega, par pata nahi wo kaise uska touch sehan kar paati. Usne kaha usse nahi hoga lekin uski chut poori tarah geeli ho chuki thi.

Wo boli: Madarchod, tu kyun itni door hai. Kyun nahi aa raha. Upar se pyaas mitane ki jagah aur badha di.

Isse mujhe samajh aaya ki wo bhi lund lena chaahti thi. Maine bhi hope chhodh ke kaha-

Main: Chal jaane de, soch ki main waha hota aur tere muh pe apna lund deta to tu kya karti?

Ritu: Main tere lund ko poora nigal jaati, aur tere aand tak ko nahi chhodhti, use bhi chaba jati.

Main: Aur agar aise mein wo mechanic tujhe dekh leta to?

Ritu: Main use kehti tu bhi aake muh mein dede mujhe kyunki meri chut ab nahi seh payegi. Kuch kar na Rinku mujhse nahi raha ja raha.

Main: Jab chance tha tab to nahi kiya toone. Ab bata kya tu do lund ek sath le leti?

Ritu: Mujhe nahi pata shayad le bhi leti. Main kaisi baatein kar rahi hu, nahi mujhe tu chahiye. Pata nahi par tu acha lagne laga hai mujhe.

Main: Pehle khud par dhyan de. Jaldi se kuch le aa, warna ungli ghusa ke mujhe dikha kitni geeli hai teri chut.

Jaise hi wo salwar ka naada khol rahi thi ghanti baji. Aur wo fir se bikhre hue baalon ke sath salwar theek karke baahar gayi. Dekha to wahi mechanic paison ke liye aaya tha. Usne use andar bulaya aur dining table pe bithaya.

Ritu: Paani piyoge? Waise bhi bahut garmi hai baahar. Aapka naam kya hai?

Mechanic: Mera naam Junaid hai. Aapke valid se bahut achi pehchan hai meri, kaafi baar wo dukaan aate hai.

Ye sun ke Ritu aur main dono chaunk gaye ki yaar ye to papa ko jaanta tha. Maine socha lo ho gaya beda gark. Ab to is chutiye ki lottery lagne wali thi, wo bhi isne gawa di apne hi hatho se. Par Ritu andar gayi paani laane, aur tray mein ek glass paani le aayi, haalaki use aane mein bahut time laga.

Maine dekha usne light pink color ki salwar kameez mein koi dupatta nahi daala tha aur wo khushi se Junaid ko laa kar diya. Jaise hi wo jhuki uske aam poori tarah us 50 saal ke buddhe ke saamne the jo ki bas tod ke khaane baaki the. Aur yahi waqt tha jab Junaid ki neeyat dagmaga gayi.

Jo maine socha nahi tha, wo ho raha tha. Ye ladki jise buddhe kaale log pasand nahi the, aaj wo poori tarah apna jism kisi ko dene ke liye taiyaar thi, aur smile kar rahi thi. Jab tak Junaid ne paani ka glass uthaya aur piya, tab tak Ritu muskura kar jhuki hi thi, aur waha se hili bhi nahi.

Neeyat bigadne par Junaid bhi paani dheere-dheere pee raha tha aur poori tarah se is nazare ka maza utha raha tha.

Jaise usne glass rakha tray par. Ritu palat kar kitchen mein jaane lagi aur uske 38″ ki gaand matak-matak ke jaa rahi thi.

Use dekh mera aur Junaid dono ke lund toofan macha rahe the. Gaur ki baat ye hai ki jab Ritu jhuki tab uski tight salwar uski gaand ke dararo mein ghus gayi aur chalte samay poori tarah se uske badi gaand ke darshan hue.

Maine Junaid ko dekha wo asamanjas mein tha, ki kya karu kya nahi. Dost ki beti ke sath kuch galat na ho jaye, uske beti ki umar ki ladki jo use itna tarsa rahi thi, kya uski chudai ki jaye ya nahi.

Jaise hi Ritu wapas aayi Junaid khada ho gaya, aur maine dekha uski pant mein bana tambu bilkul mere saamne tha. Uski dheeli-dhaali shirt lag raha tha jaise hanger mein latkayi hui thi, par uska tambu acha khaasa baahar aaya hua dikh raha tha. Ye cheez Ritu ne bhi gaur ki aur usne poocha-

Ritu: Ye kya ho gaya? Aap theek to hai?

Mechanic: Kuch nahi beta, main chalta hu.

Ritu: Arre rukiye naa.

Keh ke usne mechanic ka lund uski pant ke upar se pakad liya, aur main yaha pagal ho gaya ki main kya dekh raha tha. Jaise hi Ritu ne lund pakda Junaid ke hath seedhe Ritu ki kamar par pade, jo ki side se kameez mein cut hone ke kaaran dhaki nahi hui thi.

Ye pehli dafa Junaid ne Ritu ke nange badan ko chhua. Ritu ne fauran apne ghutne pe aa kar uski pant utari, aur dekha ek-dum kaala sa 8 inch ka lund.

Use dekh ke Ritu ki aankhen fatti ki fatti reh gayi, aur mujhe sharam aane lagi. Usne bina kisi deri ke mechanic ke lund ko upar-neeche karna shuru kiya. Mechanic ne shayad aisa kabhi sapne mein bhi socha nahi hoga ki itni khoobsurat ladki kabhi uska lund hilayegi. Uski awaaze nikalni shuru ho  gayi.

Ritu: Ye bahut bada hai maine aaj tak itna bada nahi dekha.

Mechanic: Isliye mere koi bachhe nahi hai, kyunki meri biwi ne dekhte hi sex karne se mana kar diya.

Ritu: Main koshish kar sakti hu.

Aur smile karke wo ek mechanic uncle ke lund ko choom kar dheere-dheere muh mein lene lagi. Yaha mechanic saatve asmaan par tha.

Mechanic: Ahh, ye kya kar rahi hai tu. Bahut acha lag raha hai. Maine kabhi aisa mehsoos nahi kiya.

Aur Junaid ka hath khud ba khud Ritu ke sar ke peeche jaa kar use aur apne lund par dhakelne laga. Ritu ki saanse fool rahi thi. Uska gala choke ho gaya tha, par fir bhi wo choose jaa rahi thi. Mm mm mmm aisi awaaze nikal rahi thi uske muh se, aur usne jaise-taise poori tarah uska lund apne muh mein le liya.

Ye dekh mujhe bahut jalan hui. Achanak lagne laga ki main isse pyar karta hu, aur ise hi gair aur ghinone mard se chudwa raha hu? Mujhe bura lag raha tha, par usse zyada maza aa raha tha. Ritu, jisko main hamesha apne neeche chudte hue dekhna chaahta tha, use aaj chudte hue dekhunga par kisi aur se.

Ritu ne uski balls muh mein li, aur usse khel rahi thi. Kabhi laude ke tope se neeche tak, to kabhi uske ball ko chaba kar wo bahut maze se choos rahi thi. Pata nahi uska lund itna kaala tha, aur kitna badbudaar hoga. Usne kabhi sahi se use dhoya bhi hoga ya nahi. Kyunki uski jhaant bahut zyada badi thi, jaise jungle ho.

Par Ritu ko koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Wo to bas apni pyaas bujhana chaahti thi.

Junaid ne use kheench kar upar uthaya, kyunki Ritu uska lund chhodhne ko ready hi nahi thi.

Usne Ritu ko lip kiss karna chaaha, par Ritu ne muh hata liya. Jaise wo kiss nahi karna chaahti. Junaid ne use nazar andaaz karke uske gaalon ko, gale ko, kaan ko poori tarah se choomna aur chaatna shuru kiya. Is beech uska kameez utaara aur paaya koi bra nahi thi.

Uske gale ko apni jeebh se chaat-te hue wo neeche aa raha tha. Usne dekha Ritu ke tight aur bade-bade raseele aam aur Ritu bhi poori tarah apni chaati ko aage karte hue peechhe ki taraf ho gayi. Junaid ne choochiyon par hamla bola apne daanto se, aur Ritu ki cheekh nikal gayi.

Ritu: Aaaahhh, kya kar rahe ho? Kabhi dudh nahi piya kya kisi aurat ka?

Mechanic: Pata nahi mujhse raha nahi gaya.

Aur bolte hi usne apna chehra Ritu ki choochiyon mein ghusa diya. Usne 15-20 minute tak bas ek choochi se doosri choochi ka swaad chakha. Ek hath se nichodh raha tha wo, aur doosra uske muh ke andar tha. Kabhi jeebh baahar nikaal ke, wo Ritu ke nipples ke aas-paas gol-gol ghumata, aur poori taaqat se use choosta. Isse Ritu ki aahh nikal jati.

Ritu bhi poori tarah apne dudh ko is buddhe mechanic ke hawale kar chuki thi, jaise wo apne hi kisi aashiq ko dudh pila rahi ho. Usne choos-choos ke Ritu ke boobs laal kar diye. Jaise wo sach mein waha se dudh nikaalna chaahta ho. Par iska poora maza Ritu utha rahi thi, apna sar peeche karke, aur apni chaati aage karke.

Ritu: Ahh ahh karte raho, tumhare karne se maine neeche se geeli ho rahi hu. Ouch! Ye kaatna kab chhodhoge? Nahi karte raho, mujhe acha lag raha hai ahhh. Maa ahhh bahut maza aa raha hai. Bahut acha chooste ho.

Mujhe nahi pata tha uncle mein itni uttejana hogi. Uske baal neeche floor ko touch ho rahe the aur Junaid dheere-dheere uske boobs se khisak kar neeche uski nabhi par jeebh ferne laga. Najane 5 minute mein aisa kya hua. Ritu ne Junaid ko alag kar diya aur use ghar jaane ko kaha, ye keh ke ki-

Ritu: Paise abhi laa kar deti hu.

Hadbadi mein usne kapde pehanne shuru kiye, aur andar jaake wo paise leke aayi. Jo ki uske pocket money ke the. Junaid iss baat par bahut gussa hua ek aisi ladki jisne uska khaulta hua lund muh mein liya use nichodhne tak choos rahi thi, wo achanak se kaise sab rokna chaahti thi.

Jaise hi Ritu ne usse paise dene ke liye hath badhaya usne paise liye aur Ritu ko kamar se pakad ke khud se poori tarah chipka liya. Aur zordaar kiss karne laga. Ritu muh hatane ki koshish kar rahi thi, par wo kar nahi payi, aur aakhirkaar Junaid ne uske honthon ko hi nahi choosa balki apni jeebh se Ritu ke muh ke saare kone naap liye.

Ritu ke aansu nikal aaye, par wo usko rok na payi, aur ab Junaid use kass ke pakad ke uske poori tarah muh ke andar ghus gaya tha. Shayad ab main apne saamne ek chudasi ladki ko thanda  hote hue dekhne wala tha.

Par sawaal ye hai ki achanak Ritu ko kya hua. Aur ab ek ajnabi  mechanic jo ki shareef dikh raha tha, kya usme Ritu ko chodne ki himmat jaag gayi thi?

Almost a year passed by after that brutal night of intense torture. My hot sister-in-law, Shreya, had settled in with us. She was permanently absorbed into the Mumbai-based MNC. Both sisters were busy with their respective jobs. I handled the household work of daily chores along with groceries and cooking.

At weekends they used to dominate me all day, putting me in all kinds of excruciating holds, squeezing my balls. They even used sex toys like gags, cuffs and dildos (to fuck my ass hard), whips, and spatula for light BDSM.

Post domination, I used to get hogtied with all my limbs tied up in a single tight knot, lying immobile and helpless on the ground. They used to go for late-night rave parties and left me there for hours. My wife was dating Aman while Mistress Shreya did casual hookups with hunks.

I was mostly naked all the time unless we had visitors. A frequent visitor was my wife’s client, Prapti, who also happened to be Shreya’s colleague. She was an IT Analyst, born and brought up in Mumbai. She loved dancing and was a passionate rock climber as well.

She was in her early thirties, had fair skin, straightened hair, height upwards of 5’3, sharp features, and notably big boobs. She posed a sexy figure of 34C-32-36. She knew about my sex slavery but was always kind to me. She never mistreated me.

I still remember the day we met for the first time, about 6 months earlier. My wife had invited her to our house, and I was introduced as her slave hubby. She looked so cute in a yellow sleeveless kurti and a matching dupatta. Both my Mistress wife and her sister asked her to wrestle with me.

She reluctantly faced me. She was fit and athletic but hardly knew any wrestling moves. She still outwrestled me somehow and put my head between her thunderous thighs in standing head scissors. She immediately asked me to tap out and said she did not want to hurt me.

I knew it was game over, as a dancer’s legs are deadly, but I refused to give up. Then she squeezed harder and made me tap out. Later that day, she even apologised to me in private for hurting and humiliating me. This was ages ago. Prapti was a badass chick now, thanks to both my Mistresses.

She had pierced brows, a cute nose ring and tattoos inked in several parts of her body. She was bold as fuck now and always wore sleeveless clothing to flaunt her strong tattooed arms. She even started riding motorbikes. She smoked, boozed, and partied hard during weekends but also worked out like a beast.

She hit the gym regularly and took PT in MMA from my wife. She was fascinated by femdom wrestling to dominate her boyfriend in bed. So Mistress Shreya used to wrestle with her and teach her all kinds of wrestling holds. They were equally hot and strong, but I found Prapti sexier.

Mistress Shreya and Prapti became close friends and used to go trekking along with my Mistress’ wife and Aman. Very soon, they became a close-knit group.

One Sunday evening, my wife had gone out with Aman, and Mistress Shreya had invited Prapti for a hangout. She came very late. I opened the door to greet her and was immediately blown away by her. Tonight she was in a black, sleeveless T-back tank top, layering a red bra, visible from its straps.

She was flaunting her hot-toned back and huge lats from the deep armhole of her tank. She was barely covering her huge ass with low waist micro shorts, displaying her hot as fuck strong legs. She was rocking a Western look.

She looked like a Goddess with an enormous rack, muscular, round shoulders, visible biceps and sexy toned legs. She hugged me tight, lifting me off the floor with ease for a few seconds and said, “Hey Sourav, How are you?”

Me: I’m good. What took you so long?

Prapti: I had a run-in with a punk kid. You won’t believe what happened.

Shreya came out, hugged her and said, “Any trouble, dear?”

Prapti: Yeah, a smart ass tried eve-teasing meI taught him a lesson he will never forget.

Shreya: What exactly happened?

Prapti’s story:

I was in a pub waiting for my boyfriend. But he called to inform me that he wouldn’t make it because he had some urgent work. I fought with him over the call, so I was pissed. I ordered a couple of drinks.

Meanwhile, I saw a group of punk kids stalking me from the next table. I presumed them to be collegegoers. One made sick remarks regarding me revealing too much skin through my shorts, like a typical Indian male. I got up and told him to ‘Fuck off.’

I also warned him I would kick his ass if he spoke another word regarding my dressing. It somehow bruised his male ego. He came towards me, called me a ‘Bitch’ and was about to put his hands on me.

I blocked his slap and immediately caught his arm and twisted it. I pinned him to the ground and secured his arm by his wrists behind his back. The whole pub came to a standstill and watched the show. Youngsters started recording the whole scene.

Shreya: A very well-executed hammerlock. Good that you taught him a lesson. I would have done the same.

Prapti: Yeah.

He was writhing in intense pain and started moaning. I was already in a bad mood. I decided to punish him severely and publicly shame him for his crimes against a woman. I planned to question him and make him confess his guilt through pain.

I told him, “You messed with the wrong girl and that too on the wrong day. I will teach you a lesson you will never forget.”

He said, “Let me go! Don’t you know who you are messing with?”

I lost it my temper now. I sat on his back, took hold of his other arm by his wrists, and twisted it behind his back. Now, with both arms secured behind his back, he was completely trapped at my mercy. I started questioning him and kept twisting his wrists upwards after each question little by little.

“Nope, I said. I will make you pay. How dare you judge me, and who gave you the audacity to put your hands on a woman?” I asked (twist)

“Ah! Ah! Please forgive me, Ma’am!” he cried.

“Answer my question, or I will break your arms!” I threatened him.

He said in a shaking voice, “Your shorts are too revealing, Ma’am, and you have good legs. I couldn’t control myself. I was trying to flirt. It will not happen again, Ma’am. I promise.”

Flirt? Really? “You ain’t even half my size. I could snap you in half right now,” I said

“No, Ma’am, I beg you. Please don’t,” he pleaded.

“You couldn’t control your lust, and whose fault is that?” I asked him. (twist)

He screamed: Aagh! Aagh! My fault! My fault!

I asked him, “And what did you call me?” (twist again)

“Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” he cried.

He refused to answer and kept on screaming. I yanked his arm to almost breaking point and shouted, “Answer me!”

He cried and screamed again, “Aagh! Aagh! Aagh! Bitch. I called you a Bitch!” he confessed.

“So, who’s the bitch now?” I asked. (another twist)

“I am, I am, he screamed. Please let me go, Ma’am! My arms will break,” he pleaded.

I said, “Shut up! This is the problem with you guys. Grow up. This isn’t a patriarchial society anymore. Women are equally strong and talented in every sphere of life. So-called men like you consider us to be weak and careless. It’s your thought that needs changing, not our wardrobe.”

The manager rushed to the scene and said, “Please let him go, Ma’am. We will see to it that he is detained.”

I was so angry that I refused to let go and said, “Please call the cops. He is going nowhere. What he did was an act of sexual harassment and an attempt to assault. I am well within my rights to act in self-defence and restrain him.”

He kept on apologising, and I kept on twisting more and more. He started crying and pissed his pants involuntarily. I stopped twisting now but didn’t release his arm.

I asked him, “Is a girl making you piss your pants? Where is all that male ego now?”

He couldn’t reply. I realised he was in excruciating pain. I was torturing him for 15 whole minutes. Finally, the cops arrived, and I released his arms after warning him to remember this incident as a lesson before mistreating any woman.

I felt pity for him as he couldn’t lift his arms. They were numb with pain. I told the cops to let him go and didn’t press charges. All his friends were on their knees and apologised on behalf of their friend.

There was a round of applause from everyone present there towards me for taking a stand. I bowed and took my leave.

“Bravo, my friend,” said Mistress Shreya, exchanging fist bumps with Prapti.

Prapti lifted her hand, gesturing a squeeze and said, “I would have castrated his balls if it wasn’t a public place.”

Shreya: What a jerk! You could squeeze a pair right now to satiate your wants. (winks)

Prapti: Haha. Do I squeeze your balls, Sourav? You wouldn’t mind, would you?

I was shocked to hear this from her. Punishing that punk kid elevated her self-confidence to take on an average man. She swooped in to squeeze my balls but made an air squeeze instead near my balls. She was teasing me. I was so scared that I nearly slipped.

Then she hugged me and whispered, “Relax, dear, I was only kidding. I like you. Why would I ever hurt you, silly.” She then kissed my left cheek, and I turned red.

I felt such warmth after a long time. She could have easily dominated me with my weak body and balls like my Mistress wife and her cruel sister. But she was kind. I almost cried but held back my tears.

Shreya: Come on, Prap, show him who’s the boss. Try some wrestling holds on him.

But Prapti tactfully avoided her request and said, “Maybe later. I’m so hungry. Let’s eat and drink!”

Shreya was a little confused and asked me to get Chinese on Swiggy. I did that, but her stay was short-lived. Her Tinder date called her and asked her out on a date. She left us quickly, changed into a knee-length dress, and rushed out.

Before moving out, she said, “Hey, Prap, my date is nearby. I’m sorry to leave you all alone with my slave, jiju. I’ll be back in a while. Till then, chill and make yourself at home.”

Prapti: No worries, babe, I’ll be fine. You enjoy.

Prapti and I had the whole house to ourselves. We ate Chinese and had a few bottles of beer. We started chatting.

I asked her, “How is your boyfriend? How are things going on with him?”

She sadly replied, “He is busy in his world, no time for me. Moreover, he is moving abroad for his postdoc.”

Me: Only a dumbass would ignore someone so special as you.

Prapti: Really? You think I am special

Me: You’re bold, beautiful, smart and tough as a nail.

Prapti: Awww! Thanks.

She now had her arm around my neck. Her arm was so strong that I leaned towards her. I noticed her soft side boobs touching my elbow. Her lemons seemed to sprout out of her sleeveless tank.

His sexy bare legs were twice as big and long as mine. I imagined my fate if she were ever angry with me and started squeezing my body. I was starved of sex for so long that I wanted to fuck her.

I said, “You have such a great body Mistress Prapti.”

Prapti: Just Prapti should be fine, and thanks for the compliment. You are too cute, Sourav and also chivalrous. A proper gentleman. By the way, how do you like my tattoo?

She lifted her top to reveal an intertwined floral tattoo beneath her boobs. Only then I noticed her red 34C bra and cannon ball-sized huge breasts. I felt like squeezing the life out of them. She had hot abs as well.

Me: Wow, your abs are so sexy.

Prapti: Touch them if you want to. You have my consent.

I touched her sexy abs, and a stream current passed through my body. I was so turned on that my penis was rock-hard and ripped through my pants. She was glued to them. The sexual tension was so high that I started shaking a bit.

She said, “Fuck it. Come here.”

She grabbed my hair, pulled me towards her and started kissing me. I was kissing her like a desperate man starved of sex for a long time. She took her tongue out, and I took it in my mouth, sucking each other. It was like bliss. I got my hands in the front and started cupping her big boobs.

I was squeezing them intensely. We kept kissing and rolling on the floor. We didn’t give a shit to the world. We were kissing each other wildly. I took off my tees and pants and got on top of her. I started kissing her on her neck and biting lightly. She was moaning a lot.

She was making all the noises a man wanted to hear while making love. I took her sleeveless racerback tank off. She was wearing a red bra. Her boobs were looking so inviting. My lips went straight to her breasts. I was kissing them, biting her boobs.

I took down her bra, and her nipples were open. Her 34C breast size looked huge, and her pierced nipples were light brown. I took her nipples and metal rings and started sucking them like a baby. I would use my tongue to lick them and then again take them in my mouth.

She got a lot of pleasure when I tongue-played with her nipples. She had her first orgasm with me while I played with her nipples. This went on for 10 minutes, and she was super turned on. She removed my pants, and while kissing me, she started pinching my nipples. It was a brilliant feeling.

Then she removed my boxers, and my cock sprang out, and she started stroking it. She took my cock in her mouth and started licking its head with her tongue. She squeezed my balls with her hands lightly. She was playing with my balls while sucking my cock. My hands were on her head, stroking her hair.

I was in ecstasy. She sucked me for 10 minutes. Watching my face, she realised I was close to cumming in her mouth. She increased her speed.

Suddenly I heard a car honking near the garage. It was my Mistress wife. She would kill me if she found me this way with her client. I tried to push Prapti aside, but she kept blowing me. She was in beast mode, too strong for me.

Then I screamed at her, “STOP! STOP PRAPTI! IT’S MY WIFE!”

She came back to her senses and released my cock from her mouth, and quickly wore her tank top. She hid her bra in her bag, but I was too slow to react.

“Get dressed, Hurry! Hurry, you moron!” she screamed.

Scared of the degree of painful punishment and torture I would be subjected to made me freeze. I was numb, unable to react in time. When my Mistress wife was about to enter the hall, Prapti did the unthinkable.

My mistress wife came inside and was shocked. I was screaming in pain, “Aagh. Stop! Stop! Let me go! I give! I give!”

Supriti: OMG, Prapti, is that you? Such a brutal wrestling hold!

Prapti: Thanks, Ma’am. Shreya left an hour back. I was practising some wrestling holds. I wanted to try out some illegal holds on slave jiju, so I asked him to strip naked. You don’t mind, do you?

Supriti: No, dear, not at all. He is all yours. Very interesting move, though. He is completely immobilised, at your mercy. You have his leg locked firmly in your armpits while also putting pressure on his back and squeezing balls all at the same time. Shreya taught you well.

Prapti: Yes, Ma’am, she did, but this is all me. I invented this combo right at this instance. (smirks)

Prapti had managed to improvise the situation by putting me brutally painful single-leg Boston crab/groin grab combo. Now let me describe this innovative wrestling hold. I was lying flat on my stomach while she locked my left ankle in her left armpit and sat deep on my back, facing away from me.

She started pulling my leg backwards, putting intense pressure on my back, and with her right. She squeezed my exposed naked balls. This was my fault. I froze and failed to get dressed in time. So she made it look like she was applying an illegal wrestling hold on me.

This would cover that I was naked, all alone with Prapti. A genius move by her to save our skin.

Supriti: That’s a sexy hold, alright. You continue practising. I’ll freshen up and join you in a while.

Prapti: Sure thing, Ma’am.

To make it look real, she was squeezing my balls tightly at an interval of 2 to 3 seconds. I kept moaning loudly after each squeeze.

“Aagh!” I kept screaming.

Supriti: Shreya texted me. She will be here soon. Keep him locked in that hold till then. I’m sure she would love this creative, new wrestling hold of yours.

Prapti: Yeah, sure. Don’t worry, Ma’am. He is going nowhere.

My Mistress wife gestured a thumbs up and went upstairs to freshen up.

I pleaded with Prapti, “Hey babe, Stop it, Please. Give me a break. You are hurting me. She is gone now. Let me go!”

Prapti squeezed my balls tight and said, “Shut up, you piece of shit. You fucked up! Call me Mistress Prapti from now on. It’s out of my hands now. I have no choice but to put you in painful holds.”

I started crying, “Aagh. Ok, but stop squeezing so hard. My balls hurt. You have a hell of a grip. My back is paining as well!”

Prapti: I can’t. I am sorry. Please forgive me and take it like a man.

She was scared of getting caught. She sat on my back in the half-Boston crab hold, stretching my left leg and squeezing my naked balls mercilessly. This was her cruel side which I got to see the first time.

“This was the pain that punk kid must have gone through,” I thought while screaming and begging for mercy.

There I was again, in yet another devastating wrestling hold, getting dominated and humiliated. This time at the hands of my newfound love.

To be continued. Happy Reading.

Hi, my name is Haritha. Thank you for responding to the ‘Incest Saga – Part 1.’ Many asked me for further details, and I realized some are missing too. I am sorry, hehe. It’s the first time I tried to write, so it was a mistake.

As you all know, my son Shyam and Sneha are into incest. Let me describe more of us now. I am Haritha, 40 years old. Yeah, it’s an early marriage during those days. But I maintain myself very well with 36-30-36 stats. I wrap them perfectly in the saree and protect them.

My son Shyam has a 6.5-inch dick, and my daughter Sneha is 34-28-32 stats.  It was exactly after 3 days from the day I witnessed my son and daughter fucking each other. Shyam said he was going to the birthday party of one of his friends and would be back late in the evening. I said okay.

At night after dinner, I was sitting on the sofa reading a book. It was already 10 PM.  Sneha came out from her room and said, “Mom, I will wait for Shyam. You go and rest.” This made me suspicious, but I said okay and left for my room.

I could not sleep as curiosity kept on awakening me from falling asleep. At last, I heard a faint knock on the door. Also, I could hear my daughter’s mobile ringing.  So I got the message as well that Shyam is back. I waited patiently for 15 more minutes.

I checked whether my husband was asleep, then slowly sneaked out of our room. When I opened our bedroom door and peeped into the hall, I could see no one there.  So I came out, closed our room and locked it from outside.

Our house is in circular shape, an old construction with 3 rooms in 3 different corners. With a big hall in the centre, kitchen between the first two rooms and dining place between the next two. I crossed the kitchen and reached my son’s room.

It was empty, so I am sure these naughty kids are up to something naughty. I crossed the dining area opposite our bedroom and reached my daughter’s room. The bed light was on, and the scene I saw skipped my heartbeat again.

My daughter was lying down on the floor. My son was completely nude and sat on my daughter’s face. His balls were hanging down, which my daughter was licking with her tongue. Oh my God! Is it real? I thought, but I couldn’t stop noticing my son’s balls.

They were huge and hairless. My daughter had her tongue out of her mouth. My son was swinging his balls over it while catching his big dick with his left hand. He did it 5-6 times and then had his huge balls in my daughter’s mouth. She was sucking them like chocolate.

He pulled out, and they were glistening with her saliva, and he moved a little forward. He sat on her mouth with his ass on it, and his balls were on her nose. He started to stroke his dick with his hand. My daughter slapped his ass a few times, but he didn’t move.

I think she gave in and started to lick his ass hole. Shyam was moaning and stroking his dick faster and faster. His stroking increased to the highest as his moment with his hand was so fast. He cum all over my daughter’s face and rubbed it all over her face, and fell to his side.

They stayed like that, and Sneha meanwhile licked her brother’s cum off her face by taking it with her hand. Some of it got dried off in the meantime. Shyam pulled Sneha’s nighty to her waist and began to play with her clean-shaven pussy, which was already wet.

When he inserted his forefinger into it, it went in very easily. He was fingering her and had his mouth over it. He was licking all the juices that were coming out due to his fingering. Sneha closed her eyes and enjoyed her left hand over her brother’s limp dick pressing it.

Her right over her right boob, squeezing it. She pulled her night from the top, and now both my children are nude. She rubbed her brother’s limp dick over her boobs and pressed it hard. In no time, Shyam was hard again, and she rubbed the tip of the dick to her erect nipples.

She rubbed and smelled his dick and began to suck. Soon my son was on my daughter. He started to fuck her mouth while licking and fingering her wet pussy with two fingers. In no time, my daughter squirted, and it went a few feet away and fell on the floor.

She removed his dick from her mouth and took a gasp. She smiled with bliss as she had an amazing orgasm from her brother.  She rolled and got on top of him and rubbed her pussy over his dick, and moved up, rubbing the wet juices from her pussy over his stomach, chest and neck.

She stopped once she reached his face and sat on his forehead, rubbed her juices there and came down slowly over his nose.  Shyam smelled her pussy, making her more horny. She made a face and sat on his mouth. Shyam started to use his tongue skill over her pussy and licked her for 2 minutes.

She moved back and took her brother’s cock into her hands, and made it straight.  She sat on it slowly, and her pussy swallowed his huge dick. Sneha was riding him with her hands over her head, showing him her cleanly shaved armpits. Her boobs were bouncing up and down freely.

Shyam had his hands over her ass and squeezed it tight.  The sounds were produced when she sat and hit his balls with her ass. I had my nighty parted between my legs with the buttons out. I spat on my hand and started to finger myself, watching how dick was going in and disappearing into her pussy.

I wondered how it would feel to sit on my son’s dick and ride him. I was pressing my boobs with one hand, licking my fingers and sucking them, imagining his dick. Three fingers were in my pussy, stimulating me more and more.

Sneha continued riding him and began to moan, “You, mother fucker, do you like to fuck your little sister?” Shyam nodded his head as yes. She slapped him and asked again, “Do you like to fuck my holes every day?”

Shyam was furious he pulled her hair and shouted, “Yes bitch, I love to destroy your holes and make you my dick-craving slut.” She slapped him tighter and said, “Show me how it is done.”

I was watching them in shock, listening to the words that came out of their mouths. I was like. These are really into hardcore sex. They are teasing each other and fucking to the fullest.  Shyam turned her and entered her from behind. This time she was bending with her head pinned to the bed.

I was getting a side view and could see his dick going in and out at a huge speed. My fingers were drilling me the same way here. Shyam was grunting as Sneha asked for more and more. Shyam fucked in that position for 10 minutes and pressed his dick deep, and cum.

I could see Sneha cum, too, and I cum on my hand too. I sneaked back to my bedroom and slept peacefully.

The next day Sneha came early from college. So I joined my husband for a function at our relatives’ place. Will staying alone with my son spark something between us? Wait to read more, and don’t forget to share your views at [email protected].