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Khidki pe baithe hue garma-garam chai ki chuski lete hue Sonali bhabhi ki nazar phone par hi thi. Sonali bhabhi ke pati ko Dubai jaake aaj 5 saal ho gaye. Unki ek 12 saal ki beti bhi thi.

Waise pehle-pehle to bhabhi ke pati roz phone karte aur ghanto tak phone pe baatein karte. Raat ko bhi phone par sex waali baat karte. Bhabhi apni chut mein ungliyan daal kar khud ko satisfy kar diya karti thi. Par ye silsila bhi kuch zyada der nahi tika.

Ab to bus Sonali bhabhi apne hubby ke phone ka wait hi karti rehti, aur pati jo maheene mein ek ya do baar phone karte the. Wo apne phone ko hi dekh rahi hoti hai, ki tabhi darwaze ki ghanti bajti hai. Wo darwaza kholti hai to dekhti hai ki unki beti Surya tuition jaake aayi thi.

Sonali bhabhi: Arre, aaj badi jaldi aa gayi?

Surya: Haa mummy, kal college students ka exam hai na, to Umang sir ne jaldi chutti de di.

Surya Umang sir ke Umang tutorials mein after school extra classes ke liye jaya karti thi. Umang sir ki classes wahi same building mein thi. Unki classes mein grade 1 se leke graduation tak ke saari umar ke students aate the. Umang sir bhi dikhne mein young the and unki ab tak shaadi nahi hui thi.

Sonali bhabhi: Maine jo tujhe tuition fees di thi, wo tumne bhari ki nahi?

Bag se books nikalte hue Surya boli –

Surya: Arre baap re! Main bhool gayi.

Aur apni pocket se 5000 rs nikaalte hue apni mummy ko de diye. Fir Sonali boli –

Sonali bhabhi: Hey bhagwan! Kya karu is ladki ka? Pichle 3 din se bhool hi rahi hai. De mujhe, ab to lagta hai ki mujhe hi jaana padega Umang ko ye fees deke aati hu.

Itna keh ke Sonali bhabhi ne dupatta liya aur chal padi. Umang sir ki classes same hi building mein thi, is wajah se Sonali bhabhi jaldi se hi waha pahunch gayi. Abhi bhi waha tuitions chal rahi thi. Par Sonali bhabhi ko Umang sir kahi bhi nazar nahi aa rahe the.

Unhone waha padh rahe students se poocha to students ne bataya ki wo apne kamre mein shower lene gaye the. Tuition mein students kaafi bhare hue the, college students the. Boys zyada the. Sonali bhabhi ko thoda uncomfortable bhi feel ho raha tha, isliye unhone socha ki wo Umang sir ke room mein jaake unka wait karengi.

Wo Umang sir ke room mein aa chuki thi. Waha unhone dekha ki Umang sir ke kapde bed pe rakhe hue the. Unke bathroom mein se shower ki awaaz bhi aa rahi thi. Bhabhi unke bed pe jaake baith gayi. Waise to bhabhi 42 years ki thi. Par looks mein wo kisi film ki heroine se kaam nahi thi.

Unka figure to ek-dum parfect tha. Deep neck wali kurti pehanti thi. Jab dupatta nikaalti thi, to poora cleavage dikh jata. Aur jab bhi jhuk jati, to bade raseele boobs ke darshan bhi ho jaate hai. Aisa koi bhi mard na hoga jisne Sonali bhabhi ke sath sex karne ki fantasy na rakhi ho, including Umang sir.

Sonali bhabhi ko garmi hone lagi, aur unhone fan ka button dhoondhne ki koshish ki. Par unko nahi mila. To unhone apna dupatta nikaal kar baju mein rakh diya. Unhone aaj black kurti deep neck wali pehni hui thi. Unki cleavage full visible bhi thi. Paseene ki boonde unki cleavage ki taraf aise jaa rahi thi, jaise do mountain ke beech se waterfall.

Umang sir bathroom se nikle, unhone sirf ek towel lapeta tha apne waist ke around. Unhone Sonali bhabhi ko dekha aur ek-dum se chaunk gaye.

Umang sir: Arre bhabhi, aap yaha?

Sonali bhabhi: Ji sir, bachho ne kaha ki aap shower le rahe ho. To main sochi ke aapke room mein hi aapka wait kar lu.

Umang sir: Arre no problem at all. Acha kiya yaha wait kar liya. Waha waise bhi shor bahut karte hai.

Sonali bhabhi: Wo main Surya ki fees dene aayi thi.

Umang sir ki nazar Sonali bhabhi ke cleavage se hatt hi nahi rahi thi. Sir ke towel mein hi unka lund khada ho gaya tha, aur waha bane tent se saaf pata chal raha tha. Umang sir ne apne room ka darwaza band kiya aur bhabhi ke bagal mein jaa kar baith gaye.

Umang sir: Acha bhabhi ek baat poochu?

Sonali bhabhi: Ji sir poochiye na.

Umang sir: Surya ko aap sirf maths ke liye kyun bhejti hai mere paas? Mera matlab hai ki baaki sare subjects bhi to hai. Wo kon karwayega?

Sonali bhabhi: Wo baaki sab main ghar se karwa leti hu.

Sonali bhabhi ne Umang sir ka tent dekh liya, aur wo gabra gayi. Wo jaldi se paise dene lagi, aur waha se jaana chaahti thi.

Umang sir: Bhabhi mere paas ek offer hai aapke liye.

Sonali bhabhi ghabrate hue: Kya offer?

Umang sir: Main aapki beti ko free mein padhaunga, aur ulta aapko 5000 doonga.

Sonali bhabhi (darte hue): Matlab?

Umang sir: Matlab ye ki main kayi dino se soch raha tha ki mujhe ek assistant teacher rakhni hai, aur maine bahut logon ke interview bhi liye, par koi pasand nahi aaya. Fir mujhe yaad aaya ki aap bhi Surya hui iske pehle home tutions leti thi na. To maine socha aap se pooch lu. If you have no problems.

Sonali bhabhi: Wo to kaafi saal ho gaye mujhe.

Umang sir: Koi baat nahi bhabhi. Mujhe aap soch kar jawab dijiye. 2-3 din ka time lijiye, chalega. Aur rahi baat skills ki, to mujhe aap pe poora bharosa hai. Surya aise hi nahi top aa rahi har exam mein.

Meanwhile baahar college ke students ke beech baatein. Age unki 21 se 23 ke beech thi.

Pradeep: Dekh raha hai Vinod, andar kya ho raha hai?

Vinod: Kya ho raha hai?

Pradeep: Sex!

Vinod: Kya?

Pradeep: Haa, aur nahi to kya?

Sanjana: Yaar chup kar yaar Pradeep, kuch bhi bolta rehta hai.

Pradeep: To tu hi bata, Sir aur Aunty itni der se andar band kamre mein kya kar rahe hai?

Vinod: Bhai baat to sahi hai.

Sanjana: Yaar tum boys ka na dimag sirf ek hi cheez mein chalta hai na.

Pradeep: Tum girls ka dimag usme nahi chalta kya?

Sanjana: Ji nahi, bilkul nahi. Mujhe to iska koi idea hi nahi.

Pradeep: Arre, wo to main abhi de deta hu.

Sab log ohh ohh ki awaaz karne lage. Utne mein Umang sir aur Sonali bhabhi baahar aa gaye. Sab students ek-dum se shant ho gaye, aur padhne ki acting karne lage. Umang sir ne Bhabhi ko apne darwaze tak jaake see off kiya. Aur fir jaldi se andar jaake apne bathroom mein chale gaye, aur darwaza band kar diya.

Pradeep: Tent dekha ki nahi kisi ne?

Sanjana: Chee yaar!

Bathroom mein Umang sir apna towel nikaalte hai. Apne bade se lund ko apne hath mein pakad kar sehlane lage. Unke muh se ek hi awaaz aa rahi thi “aah Sonali bhabhi”. Wo apne lund ko Sonali bhabhi ke naam se hilane lage. Wo imagine karne lage ki kaise wo bhabhi ki kurti faad rahe hai, aur unki boobs se nikla hua doodh pee rahe hai.

Fir kuch hi der mein Sir ka paani nikal jata hai. Wo firse shower on karte hai, aur naha lete hai.

Sonali bhabhi apne ghar pahunchti hai. Wo sochti hai ki paison ki zaroorat to thi use, aur agar wo bachho ko tuition padha legi to shayad uska akelapan bhi door ho jaye. Aur Surya ki tution fees bhi bachegi.

Surya: Mummy itni der kyun hui?

Sonali bhabhi: Kuch nahi beta, wo sir ne baaton mein ruka liya tha.

Surya: Mere baare mein kuch kaha kya?

Sonali bhabhi: Nahi, wo na main kal se tumhari tuition mein padhane aaungi.

Surya: Kya? (shocked)

Aage aane waale parts mein dekhiye ki kaise Sonali bhabhi na hi sirf Umang sir ke sath, but kaise college students ko bhi apna deewana banati hai, aur sex queen ka title apne naam karti hai.

I was dating a girl in 2014-15 named Tanvi (name changed). We were great together, with amazing sex and amazing chemistry. Our houses were nearby in Mumbai. She was living with her friend, and I was living with my flatmate.

We used to meet frequently. Either she would come to my place, or I’d visit her on the weekend. We used to fuck frequently, almost every weekend and often during weekdays after work. We have tried everything when it comes to sex. We were never tired of each other. Every time, it would be better than last time.

Sometimes, during the midweek, she would call me when she was fed with office chaos. She would usually tease me over a video call and ask me to come to fuck her at her place. Video calls were normal. I would make her remove her clothes and masturbate.

Those virtual masturbation sessions would convert to physical meetings and amazing sex. After 9 months into our relationship, everything changed. She got a job in Bangalore. I knew things were not going to be the same. She moved to Bangalore.

We discussed being together no matter how life is and trying to meet regularly. During the initial 2 months, she came to Mumbai to meet me more than 10 times. I also visited 2 times and had a blast together. We were so much indulged in sex that it was difficult for us to live without it.

Many of our meetings have been just about sex. We would just meet, get naked, fuck each other like dogs. Then go back to normal lives without talking much. After some time, she started getting pressure from her parents to get married. She talked to me about it, but I was not planning to get married.

We didn’t stop our sessions. She would come home, we’d have amazing sex, and then she would start talking about the same topic. One day, we were discussing sex.

Tanvi: I don’t think I can let this go. It would be best if we got married.

Me: But I don’t want to get married so early

Tanvi: I know, but what do you think about this that we have? Should we let it go? I can’t even think about one week without having sex with you. I crave it, and it gets better every time.

Me: Even I can’t imagine my life without fucking you at least 5 times a month.

Tanvi: It can’t go like that. We’ll have to take a decision. If I marry someone else, we must stop this right now.

The discussion got heated that day, and she went back. She was angry with me. We were not talking after that. One day, I messaged her and asked her to understand my situation. I told her that we were not in love with each other. We enjoy sex, which we can after she gets married.

I also tried explaining to her that sex would not be as good if we got married. After marriage, expectations change and life changes.

Days and weeks went by, and we didn’t talk. She would ignore my messages and calls. I learned from her social media that she’s getting married. She posted a few pictures with the new guy and was enjoying life. I got to know that she is getting married in two months.

I was getting restless. I would never get an opportunity to have sex with her again. Our beautiful fuck life will end. Before she moved to Bangalore, we would often talk about our future. We were clear that we wouldn’t get married. If we were married to different partners, we would not stop fucking each other.

She was in full agreement with this. I remember one day when we were fucking she asked me.

Tanvi: Promise me you’ll not deprive me of this pleasure ever.

Me: Of course not. We’ll be like this no matter where we are. I’ll make sure that I’ll see you regularly.

Remembering this conversation gave me some confidence that it is just a phase. I’ll get a chance to meet my ex again.

A month passed. I was scrolling through her pictures on Facebook late at night and saw her online. I decided to message her there with no hope of getting any response. But to my surprise, she replied.

Me: Hi!

Tanvi: Hello.

Me: You’re up so late?

Tanvi: I need to complete some work.

Me: OK. Got to know that you’re getting married.

Tanvi: Yes, I am. Any problem with that?

Me: No problem. I know you’ll be happy.

Tanvi: Maybe.

Me: Listen, I’m in Bangalore for the next two days. Do you want to catch up?

Tanvi: Are you mad? I’m getting married in a month. I have so much to do before I leave for home.

Me: When are you leaving for Delhi?

Tanvi: This weekend

Me: That means you’re in Bangalore for 3 more days? Can we catch up tomorrow? I’m here for two days only.

Tanvi: What do you think you’ll get with this?

Me: Nothing want to say goodbye to you before you leave for home.

Tanvi: I don’t know, don’t make it complicated.

Me: Chill, it’s just a meeting

Tanvi: OK, we can quickly catch up after office tomorrow.

I was so happy. I immediately booked my tickets and reached Bangalore the next morning. I took the day off from work. I booked a nice hotel and explored the city. In the afternoon, I messaged her again to check the plan.

Me: What time you’re free?

Tanvi: I’ll get free by 6:30. Where are you?

Me: I’m staying in Koramangala.

Tanvi: OK, that’s not too far. I’ll come there. There are many good places nearby.

Me: Done. See you sometime.

I got ready on time and was extremely excited to meet her. We decided on a place. It was a nice rooftop restaurant. I reached the place by 7, waited for her, and she arrived in 5-7 minutes.

It had been long since I saw her. She was looking gorgeous. She wore black formal trousers and a formal shirt. Her hair was done quite well. We have met after office many times. She would occasionally come to my flat directly from the office when we were in Mumbai.

We would tear each other’s clothes apart and mate like dogs. All those moments ran across my mind. I was quite familiar with what she was wearing. I have unhooked the same pants and made her naked many times. She pinched me while I was lost in those thoughts.

Tanvi: Can we proceed, or do you plan to keep staring at me?

Me: How can I take my eyes off you?

Tanvi: Don’t be a flirt.

We hugged like friends and proceeded towards the tables. I selected a table towards the end of the terrace in the corner. She sat with her back facing the wall. I decided to sit next to her to be close to her.

We occasionally looked at each other, and there was less distance between us. She seemed a little worried but didn’t stop exchanging stares. We were talking normally and decided on what to order. In the process, I touched my hands with hers a couple of times.

Me: It’s been so long since we’ve met.

Tanvi: Yes, of course, long time.

Me: Don’t you miss me?

Tanvi: I don’t know

Me: But I did miss you a lot

Tanvi: What did you miss about me?

Me: Do I need to tell you what I miss? I missed everything, especially these eyes.

I looked into her eyes deeply, and she also stayed with me.

Tanvi: Would you stop doing that?

Me: I’m not doing anything, Tanvi, just looking at you.

Tanvi: I’m getting married.

Me: I know.

Tanvi kept looking at me while talking, and it was an intense look. Her eyes did say something. Her left hand was on her thigh, and I placed my hand on it. She took a deep breath and removed her hand. I kept my hand on her thigh and moved it on her beautiful thighs while looking at her.

We were talking while I was running my hand on her thigh. I made sure I was within decent limits. After some time, I moved my hands a little up on her thigh, a little above the decent limit. She immediately closed her thighs and her eyes.

Tanvi: Have you gone mad?

Me: A little.

Tanvi: Don’t do this here, please.

I didn’t listen to her and moved my hand a little up, just a couple of inches below her crotch and gasped.

Tanvi: Hmmm, fuck.

She didn’t realise what she uttered and immediately came to her senses.

Tanvi: Remove your hand

Me: Sorry!

I removed my hand from there and her left hand with my right hand. She didn’t deny it, crossed her fingers with mine, and looked relaxed.

Tanvi: You don’t know how to behave in public, Sameer.

Me: Sorry for this. I got carried away. I shouldn’t have done this in public.

Tanvi: You shouldn’t have done this at all.

I again kept my hand on her thigh and moved up. She didn’t deny it and kept looking into my eyes. I moved it up while rubbing her thigh. Before reaching her crotch, I moved my hand to her tummy under her shirt. She gasped heavily while I was running my hand on her navel.

To my surprise, she didn’t stop me. I moved my hand again on her thigh and, this time moved it up and placed it right on her pussy. She let out a big moan, let me enjoy for a couple of seconds, and then threw my hand away.

Tanvi: I think we should go.

Me: Where?

Tanvi: I’ll go to my flat, you also go home.

Me: You must be tired. You can come down to my hotel. It’s nearby.

Tanvi: Have you gone mad, Sameer?

Her eye contact didn’t seem to be in line with her words. Her eyes said she didn’t want me to stop, but she said something different.

Me: Let’s go there and chill for a while.

Tanvi: Promise me you’ll not do anything.

Me: I can’t promise, but I’ll not do anything you don’t want me to do.

Tanvi: I shouldn’t have met you at all.

Me: Now that you’re here, let’s go. Trust me.

We went to the hotel and moved to our room.

Tanvi: Nice room, better than your Mumbai one.

Me: Yeah, but the Mumbai one has more memories attached to it. So I like that one more.

She smiled at what I said, and I moved closer to her. I placed my left hand around her waist and my right hand on her thigh, moving up between her legs. She closed her thighs. I made my way up to her pussy and placed my hand there.

Tanvi: Sameer, please…

Tanvi held me close and placed her lips on mine, and we kissed like lovers once again. We kissed for 2 minutes while I unbuttoned her shirt and unbuckled her bra. I immediately threw both of them away and sucked her nipples.

Tanvi: Sameer, this is the last time we’re doing it. Please make sure it’s worth it.

I kept sucking her perfectly shaped, perky boobs. She had amazing light brown nipples, and I sucked them till they turned red. She then removed my pants and boxers and placed them with my tool. She also unbuttoned her pants. I pulled her down to her ankles, and we hugged tightly.

I placed my hands on her pussy, and it was so wet. Tanvi told me that she hasn’t had sex since long. I threw her on the bed and licked her pussy with passion.

Tanvi: Please fuck me, Sameer. Don’t waste time.

I came on top of her as she said that and entered her, and we fucked like dogs and slept naked. After an hour or so, we came to our senses and became lovers. I asked her to stop, but she had to go.

Tanvi: I need to go, or else I would have stopped. Need to pack my stuff and do other preparations.

Me: When are we meeting next?

Tanvi: I don’t know if we’re meeting. You won’t realise that I’m getting married. I won’t meet you like this after I’m married.

We fucked again that night before she went. She messaged me after reaching home that it was one of the best sex.

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This incident relates to the time when I was 19. We were a family of three brothers, three sisters, Mother and Father. All the sisters were married and were at their respective homes. The three brothers, mother and father, lived in a 5 bedroom 2nd floor flat in Mumbai.

My mother was a well-endowed woman with a good height and was the family’s tower. I had the opportunity to see her pussy when she climbed the kitchen platform to arrange or clean the shelves. She had one corner of her saree and petticoat raised and tucked in.

It was a huge pussy, very bushy, which always made me feel like eating it. This happened often. Then, there were times when she was bathing in the kitchen area. It did not have a door but a curtain, and I sometimes saw her bathing naked.

What a mighty body my mother possessed. One day, it so happened that my mother and I were alone at home. My younger brother had gone to his friend’s place. My elder brother and father had gone for a day-long visit to Lonavala. I was alone in my room.

As with all teenagers, I, too, had erections, night leaks, etc. That day too, I felt very horny and began fusing with my lund. I started to get an erection. I was massaging my lund. My mother was lying in her room, probably sleeping as it was afternoon time.

I slowly walked into my mother’s room with my lund in my hand and went near her bed. She was facing the wall with the window whose curtains were slightly drawn, and I started to massage my lund. All of a sudden, she turned around and saw me. I pelted to my room and stood on the balcony.

My heart was thumping, thinking I would get a dressing down from my mother. After some time, she entered my room and stood beside me on the balcony. After some time, she asked me what I was doing and why I had come to her room that way. I was dumbfounded.

She took my hand, took me inside my room, and closed the balcony door. She sat on my bed, making me sit beside her. She repeated the questions, still clutching my hand. I was shivering. She gauged the situation and took me in her arms, which she rarely did.

She caressed me and very gently put my head on her lap. That eased me a lot. I had closed my eyes. She then pressed my head to her breast. I could feel the warmth, the softness and the sweet smell of her boobs. She warmly told me she knew why I had come to her room.

But she wanted to hear from me. Having been soothed, I took some courage and told her I would tell her why if she did not scold me. She took my face in her hands and assured me that she would not scold me. So, I ventured and said that I was very horny.

I started massaging my lund in my room and went to her room to ejaculate, viewing her massive body. She did not scold me but kissed my forehead, and I hugged her as hard as possible. She then asked me whether I wanted to see and suckle her boobs.

I was astonished by the question but nodded in the affirmative. She opened the 2 lower buttons of her front-buttoned blouse, raised her bra, and ‘plump’ came out a huge boob right in front of my face. I was overwhelmed by its sight. If my assessment is correct, I think it must have been a size 40D.

My mother was more on the fairer side of a wheatish complexion. And her boob was fairer, with a big darkish brown areola and a big and thick dark brown nipple. She asked me whether I knew what was a woman’s boobs for. I told her very meekly, “Yes, for milk.”

“Yes,” she said. And continued, “The boobs are to feed a small child. That was the only nourishment the child could get. In most women, when a child is born, milk starts to ooze from the mother’s nipples, and the child is a born sucker.” Having so said, she held her open boob in her hand and put it near my mouth.

Instantly I started sucking it. First, slowly, enjoying the thick nipple and then biting into it. She made a sound and asked me not to bite it so hard. I reduced the pressure. I kept on sucking and sucking until she asked me whether it was not enough.

She moved my mouth away from her boob and made me change my side in her lap. She extracted the other boob out and put my mouth to that too. I sucked hard. I then waved her hand away, held it in both hands and sucked and sucked. I must have sucked for 20 minutes when she removed my mouth.

I then held both the open beautiful boobs in my hands. I felt very good about them and kissed my mother’s soft lips. She responded by holding my head in her hands and putting her tongue in my mouth. It was a sensual feeling. She then asked me to put my tongue in her mouth and suck hard at it.

After this practical training by my mother for her horny young son, it was time for her next step. She asked me whether I had fucked any girl before. I replied in a firm negative. She then asked me whether I had ever seen a woman’s pussy. Very coyly, I told her I had seen hers.

“And how was that?” she asked. I told her the time she would climb up on the kitchen platform to clean the shelves above. She had a corner of her saree and petticoat tucked up. She pondered and then, recollecting, ventured to ask whether I wanted to see her pussy from close quarters.

I nodded in the affirmative. She raised her saree and petticoat, and what I saw was mind-blowing. A huge, bushy pussy. My heart started pounding. Again sensing my situation, she took my hand and put it on her pussy. My heart started to beat faster.

I had never touched, leave aside seen from so close, a woman’s pussy. She asked me to insert my finger inside her pussy. O, God, it was great to feel the inside of that big pussy. It was so soft and wet. She asked me whether I hand-fingered any girl. I replied in the negative.

“Now,” she said, “Move your finger in and out and in circular motions.” This, she said, was done to arouse a woman. She then lay on her back on my bed and asked me to put my mouth to her pussy. The smell was exciting. She asked me to start licking her pussy from the lower end and slowly move to the top.

I could feel the heat of it. When I reached the topmost end, she asked me to move my tongue in circular motions. I could feel her raising her hips and moving with my circular motions. After some time, she asked me to lick and suck her pussy from bottom to top repeatedly and in circular motions.

“This,” she said, “was done to arouse a woman further.” Her hip movements started to pick up speed, and ultimately, a hot fluid burst on my face. She asked me to lick it and drink it. It was really hot and juicy. After doing so, I raised my head. I asked her what was the flow and what would happen to me as I drank it.

She replied that they were the juices of a woman’s orgasm, just like a man has. They were harmless to drink. She asked me whether I had ever ‘muth maroed’ (masturbated). I replied in the affirmative. She asked me when I peaked if some thick, white, sticky juice came out of my lund.

I again answered in the affirmative. “Well,” she continued, “that is a man’s juice or maal (cum). So the same way when a woman peaks her juice or maal comes out from her pussy.” After this was my next lesson, she asked me whether any girl had held, shaken or sucked my lund.

I replied in the negative.  She said she would give me the joy of a man having his lund held, shaken and sucked. She sat on my bed and made me stand in front of her. She took hold of my lund in her hands, shook it, massaged it in her palms, pressed and released it. It became big and thick.

She peeled back the skin of my lund and put her tongue to the tip of it. I started to get horny. Slowly, she inserted my lund inside her mouth and licked it. It was exhilarating. She increased the speed gradually while licking it with her tongue, too. I got so horny.

When I was about to ejaculate, I told her so. She signalled with her hand to let go. There were tremendous jerks from my lund, and all the maal was nicely drunk by my mother. After having licked my lund clean, she removed her mouth and kissed my lips.

I then asked her whether drinking my maal would not make her pregnant. She said drinking the maal of a man never made a woman pregnant. “Now,” she said, “Shall we proceed to the next lesson?”

“Sure, dear mommy,” I replied, “And what would that be?”

“It will be the ultimate that one wishes for, that is chudai (fucking),” she replied. “I’m ready for it, ma,” I said. She removed her blouse, bra, saree and petticoat. That wonderful body was completely naked in front of me. She asked me to remove my clothes too.

I, too, became completely naked in front of my wonderful mother. She lay on my bed on her back. I sat between her thighs to slowly rub my lund on her pussy from bottom to top, to arouse her. After some time, she made me lie on my bed.

She mounted herself on top of me, taking care not to put all her weight on me. She took my lund in her hands, made it big and fat and inserted it inside her pussy and started jerking me. It was a wonderful feeling. I asked her whether this was the correct way to fuck.

She said that this was one of the ways, but not the ideal one. “This woman over a man was a position just to have more fun,” she elaborated. “Now, I will show you another way to have fun.” She went into a doggy position and asked me to insert my lund inside her chuttad (ass) and fuck her there.

“You see, you are young and do not have a full grown lund yet. That is why it was easy to insert it in my asshole. It is not very stretchable, unlike a woman’s pussy, from where a child is born. So, when you have a full-grown lund, you should put some spit or oil on it and in the woman’s ass to ease the entry.”

She then lay on her back on my bed. She asked me to come over to her and sit between her legs. I raised her legs a little and held them in my arms. With her hands, she put my lund inside her pussy. “This is the most common and ideal way for a man to fuck a woman.”

She asked me to slowly increase the speed and thrusts of my lund in her pussy. “After some time, just like when you masturbate, you will peak inside my pussy also. So release all your maal inside my pussy.”

“Will that not make you pregnant?” I asked. She said that I need not worry about that count. She had got operated on to have her tubes cut so that she would not get pregnant whenever she got fucked and the maal released in her pussy.

I was waiting for such a situation. I gradually increased the speed and the thrusts. My mother started moving her hips, too, in sync with my thrusts. She further encouraged me, “Come on, beta, faster, fuck your mother, faster, faster. I’m enjoying it too, very good. Release your maal now. That was wonderful.”

It was such a heavenly experience to fuck the woman of my dreams. I sat still with my lund in her pussy for quite some time. She asked me to fuck her more so she, too, can peak. After some more fucking, I felt the hot juices of my beloved mother burst on my lund, which was still inside her pussy.

She then asked me to raise her and take her in my lap, with my lund still inside her pussy. We kissed and hugged each other passionately. I told her, “Ma, you are the best. I have enjoyed it so much. Thanks for your initiative. I wish I could carry on like this forever. Thank you very much indeed.”

“It was my pleasure, too, beta. I hope you will remember everything I have taught you and have a wonderful time with your future wife,” she replied. I replied, “Ma, I don’t want to marry. I want you only. You are too good.”

“But, beta, you have to get married someday. I promise I will help you whenever you want anything from me, even after you are married,” she exclaimed. She then asked me to get hold of her blouse and wiped her pussy and my lund clean.

She took me to the bathroom, washed her blouse, herself and me with water and wiped with a towel. We came back to my room naked, and she asked me to dress her up. She then dressed me up. Dressing up with each other was also a wonderful experience.

I went up to her and touched her feet. She blessed me, hugged me and kissed me. I asked her if she would tell my father about it today. She replied that she would never mention today to anybody, nor should I. With sweet memories in my mind, my wonderful mother went to her room.

Well, this, our affair did continue later on. One day, when nobody was around, I asked her whether I could once again see her pussy. I wanted to see whether it stretched like she had said. She immediately raised her saree and petticoat to reveal her pussy.

But she explained that the pussy does not stretch just like that at any time. The woman must be aroused extensively or when she is about to deliver a child. Nevertheless, I kissed her pussy, inserted one finger, then two, three. Gradually my entire hand was inside her pussy.

I exclaimed that it stretched as it took my entire hand in. She replied that it was so as she had had seven deliveries (one of my brothers had died when very young). It was bound to stretch her pussy somewhat.

Then, on another occasion, when we were alone. I told her I wanted to suck her beautiful boobs, and she obliged. On yet another occasion, again, when we two were alone, I told her that I wanted to fuck her. Yet again, she obliged.

On some pretext, I would kiss her, suck her boobs, lick and suck her pussy. I make her suck my lund and also fuck her. And she never refused as she had promised to help me whenever I wanted anything from her.

After I was married, I separated with my wife and three kids. But I kept up the affair with my mother. Once, she called me on the phone and asked whether I could come to her place. She had something to discuss with me. She would prepare my favourite baingan for lunch.

She also mentioned that she was alone that day. I told my wife about it and was at my mother’s door at noon. She opened the door, and I touched her feet. She blessed me, closed the door, and gave me a huge, passionate hug. She kissed me for a long time on my lips. I responded equally.

We sat down on her bed in her room. She asked me whether I was enjoying with my wife or not. I told her, “Ma, you have given me the best woman I could have after you.” She wanted to know her bahu’s physical attributes, and I related them to her.

“Ma, you are missing me, na?” I politely asked her. She called me to her, took me in her lap and said, “Beta, yes, I am missing you. That is why I called you today, as I was alone too.” We then made love, had sex, and I fucked my lovely, lovely mother once again.

On another occasion, my wife had gone to her mother’s place with the kids. I called my mother, told her I wanted to talk to her and was coming to fetch her. She said she would come. She came, and I was waiting for her. I took her to my house, closed the door, hugged her tightly, and kissed her hard.

She told me she knew why I had called her, especially when alone. So, without wasting any more time, we made love, had sex and enjoyed each other. My mother and I never missed any opportunity to be in each other’s arms.

It was only her sad demise that separated us. But her lingering memories are as fresh as ever in my mind. My mother was indeed exceptional. I will forever remember her and love her. May her soul be at peace. “Love you, Maa.”

Intha katha naan engineering college first year la nadanth unmai kathai. En peru Karthik, vayasu 18+ college ku puthusu Tamil medium paiyan english suthama varathu. Enclass la iruntha paathi peru tamil medium than.

First day English class ku evano sir vara poran nu nenachom ana oru 28 vaysula 52 kg la figure 36-30-38 la oru kaama devathai class kula enter agum pothu ava potu iruntha perfume last bench la iruka enaku oru mood ah create pannuchu.

Pasanga ellam bothai agura alavu ava molai irunthuchu. Ava English la pesa start pana ava lips ah kadichu thinganum pola irunthuchu. En friend machan enaku kanchi leak agidichu nu solra alavuku ava avlo sexy ah iruntha. Ava board la eluthum pothu ava soothu rendum kaathula dance aaduchu.

Ava soothu dance ah paathu en inoru friend kai adika aarambichutan. First bench la iruntha pasanga ellam ava molaiya side view la nalla pathu rasichaanga naanga last bench la irunthathaala antha kodupana engaluku kedaiakala.

Machan nalaiku first bench la iruka pasanga adichu thorathi vitu naama anga ukaaralam nu sonnan.

Next day naan first bench la corner la ukanthutan. En pakthula en friends 3 peru ukanthu irukanga. English teacher ulla varum pothe ava front view la ava mangoes thulli kuthichitu varuthu ana ava saree kati irunthalum thulrathu nalla theriyuthu.

Attendance eduka aaramicha ellarum present sonnanga naan matum elunthu chumma ninnan.

Ava pakathula vanthu why are you standing? Any problem? Apdi nu keta naaan onnum puriyala miss nu sonnan. Athuku ava sirichitu naan miss ila mam nu koopdanum nu sollitu ukara sonna.

Inaiku first bench la athum corner la ukanthathala ava side mango va nalla paka mudinchuthu. Ava thopul matum oru time tha paka mudinchuthu.

En friend ava ena colour bra potu iruka nu enkita ketan. Naan oothu ava muthuga pathan ana ena colour nu theriyala.

Ava kita doubt miss nu sonnan ava kita varum pothu en note book ah kati ithuku meaning ena nu ketan ava kuninchu note ah pakum pothu naan avan shoulder la iruka bra strap ah pathu sudden ah red nu sollitan.

Ava udanae what red? Apdinu keta. Ila miss ready ah nu solla vanthan athukula vikkala vanthuduchu apdi nu solli lusu mathiri samalichan.

Ava doubt clear pannitu irukum pothe en friend mobile la ava side mango va video eduka aarambichutan. Anaiku evening hostel ku poi antha video va paathu ellam mathi mathi kai adichom.

Naanga tamil medium students oru 5 peru matum poi ava kita mam engaluku extra class vainga elllame English la iruku engaluku puriyala romba kastama iruku nu sonnom. First avanga athuku othukala aparam kenji koothadi othukitanga.

Evening 4 to 5 engaluku matum staff room la class eduka start pannanga. Anaiku ava blue color saree, yellow color transparent blouse and pink color bra potu thala kulichi iruntha.

En friend sudden ah inaiku than mangoes yellow colour la iruku nu sonnan athu avanga kaathula vilunthutu.

Avanga mango epayum yellow va thane irukum nu sirichite ketanga athuku avan unga mango inaiku than yellow va iruku nu sollitan.

Engaluku ellam orey bayam ivan ipdi sollitan nu udane ila madam neenga eduthu vara mango epayum green colour la than irukum inaiku unga table iruka mango yellow colour la iruku nu solran nu solli samalichom ana avaluku light ah doubt vanthudchu.

Oru naal symbosium work kaaga college la ellarum vela pathutu irunthom night late aiduchu ava chair la paduthute thoongite. En friends ellam ava pakthula ninnu suthi ninnu photo eduthutanga.

Ava mango pakathula vai vaikura mathiri aparam ava pakthula ninnu kai adikura mathiri apdi photo edukum pothu sudden ah mulipu varum pothu en friend ava mango la vai vaikura post la irunthu apdiye mayakam potu ulura mathri ava mola mela vilunthutan.

Aparam thanniya eduthu vanthu ava moonchu la thelichu avanulu low bp madam ipdi than adikadi aidum nu solli manage pannitom. Avankita epdi da irunthuchu mango nu ketan romba soft ah irunthuchu nu sollite kai adika start pannitan.

Naanga ellam plan pannom epdiyathu ava molaya ellarum touch panni pathudanum nu. Epdi touch panrathu ava yaarkitayum complain pannavum koodathu ana touch pannanum. Apo tha oru naal college la culturals kaga veliya poitu night 11 o clock college bus la vanthutu irukom.

Apo than en friend sonnan naama ellam sanda podra mathiri sand potu ovvoruthara ava mela ulunthu ava molaya kasakidalam apdi nu. Yaarathu oruthar viluntha than doubt varathu ellam pana maatipom nu naan sonnan.

Enga 5 peru la oruthan already molaya thotu pathutan. Intha time enaku chance koduthanga rendu peru sand potanga naan thaduka ponaan ena thalli vitathula naan madam oda rendu mola mela rendu kai crct ah vaikura mathiri poi viluthan avanaga bayanthutaanga.

Naan udane sorry sollitu again poi sandaya thaduthan.

Innum 3 peru ava molaya thadava chance theditu irunthanga apo the dance competion la engaluku dance solli kodukum pothu step podum pothu idupa pudikarthuku pathila en friend molaya pudichitan avanga azhuthute veliya poitanga.

Inum 2 peruku ena panrathanu theriyala inum ethachum pana matipom nu solli naanga ethum try pannama vitutom.. Ana 4 years ah avala daily collge la paathu rasichu night kai adipom.

Ava steps la erum pothu opposite la erangi ava molai thulratha rasipom. Sometime ava steps erum pothu pinnadi vanthu ava soothu dance ah papom.

Last ah farewell vanthuchu apo naanga poi madam naanga poitu varom inimae unga tharisanam engaluku kedaikathu ila nu sonnom. Athuku avanga ena da olaringa nu ketanga.

En friend ila madam saami tharisanam maathiri ungala paka mudiyathu ila athuku than apdi solran nu sonnom.

Apo than engaluku oru inba athirchi enoda mobile number eduthukonga whatsapp la epo venum oh apo video call pannunga en tharisanam kidaikum nu sonnnanga.

Naan avunga number vangitu veetuku kushiyaga ponnen. En manathil vitha vithamana feelings ellam vanthathu. Phone number mattum thaan vanginen aanal avalai epadiyalam okalam endra alavuku sinthaiyanai eduthu sendren.

Avunga manago mulai kambugalai parthu aadikadi kaiyadithu inbam adithu irukiren.

Avunga kuda video call matrum epadiyalam sex panalam endru yosikumpothu enoda suni muruku eritu thuki nikuthu. Andru iravu phone eduthu kaiyil vaithu kondu epadiyalam mam kita paesalam endru irunthen.

Oru kattathil ennal onum thanga mudila, avunga photo parthu kondu bathroomil kaiyadithu vitu veliyil verthu viruviruthu vanthen. Athanpin engaluku nadantha ella vishaiyamum solukiren.

Next part la solra ena pannom nu avala.

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This story is about me and my cousin. So, let me tell you about her. She is a beauty queen and 2 years older than me. She has big boobs and a big round ass worth dying for. She has also got beautiful lips. In short, she is a woman worth fucking and I am the first lucky man who got the chance to break her virginity.

We were very close since childhood as we grew up together, used to play together, eat together. But as we grew up, the gap between us started increasing. We moved to different places to live and she used to come to our place or I used to visit them.

I used to watch her doing the house chores. She used to bend I used to stare at white milky boobs. Ahh, what a sight that used to be!

My cousin never noticed that but as time went on, my lust for her started growing. I used to masturbate imagining her boobs and ass. Sometimes, I used to touch her assets jokingly. But I always had the gut feeling that I would get my hands on her for sure because she was that kind of girl.

Last month, I had a flight to Mumbai from Chandigarh (she studies in Chandigarh). I had to reach the airport on time, so I called her and told her that I will stay at her flat for the night. She replied, “I am missing you all (family), please come for 2 days.” I said okay and started packing.

I reached Chandigarh, she came to receive me. We met each other. She hugged me straightaway and her big boobs collided with my chest! I got an instant hard-on, so I also tightened the grip. Then we broke the hug and booked a cab to her flat. On our way, I kept staring at my cousin’s big boobs which she noticed. But I had already made up my mind to go for it this time.

We reached her place. I was feeling so horny that I went to the washroom straight away. To my surprise, I found her pinkish bra and panty there. I was on cloud nine. I started smelling them. Oh, man!! What a hypnotizing smell! That was the best thing I had smelled!! My dick got so hard that I put her bra in my mouth and started throbbing my dick with her panty.

I was imagining her boobs and ass and in no time, I started cumming. Trust me, I had never in my life cummed this much. It was like I literally had sex with her. Her panty was dipped in cum. I rubbed it a bit and put it in the same place where it was and took a shower. I was so much into her that my dick was still semi-hard and the bulge was visible.

I sat on the sofa and my cousin came with a glass of water. She was wearing a kurta and tight slacks. As she bent, I got the view of her boobs properly and they were like begging to get freed!

I got an instant hard-on which she noticed this time. But she ignored and continued her work. After dinner, she changed to a V-shaped t-shirt and shorts. We sat together and started talking about family, childhood, etc. She asked me about my girlfriends.

She: Do I have any bhabhi?

Me: Lol, no! Don’t have time for all this.

She: Haha! Don’t lie, you are so handsome, you must have 2-3 gfs.

Me: I swear I don’t have any.

She: Then how do you fulfill your needs?

I got her point, but I pretended like I didn’t get it.

Me: What needs?

She: Nothing. Let’s watch some series or movies.

Me: I have ‘Game of Thrones’ and ‘Money Heist’ on my laptop (I had other series also but they didn’t have many sex scenes).

She: Let’s watch ‘GOT’.

We started playing ‘GOT’.

We got closer and suddenly, a sex scene came. I tried to forward it, but she stopped me and said, “We are no strangers, let it be.” I was getting more and more horny by all this and my dick wanted to tear my shorts and come out.

I controlled it somehow because now I knew that my cousin sister also wanted to get banged. Suddenly, she started to rub my thighs. I was getting mad and in no time, she got hold of my hard-on. I removed her hand and said, “WTF are you doing?!”

She replied boldly, “Don’t pretend. I am noticing you from the bus stand and I know what you did with my undergarments in the washroom.”

That was all I needed to hear. I jumped on her, started kissing her wildly, and pressed her big boobs. She was responding more wildly. I started kissing her neck and she was moaning like hell. The whole room was filled with her moans.

She was saying, “Ahhhh fuck meee.. I am loving this.. Treat me like a sluttttt.. I am your bitch.. Oh daddy, please fuck mee.”

I was getting turned on by all these words and we started to undress each other. I removed her t-shirt and started to suck her boobs. Oh, what a time I was having! Let me tell you. From young to old, I have banged many women, but my cousin had the best boobs. I just started eating them wildly and gave her bites. She was literally crying out of pleasure.

Now I removed her shorts. Oh man!! She just had shaved her pussy and it was shining. I slapped her boobs and kissed her wet pussy gently. Then I brought some ice cream from her fridge. I told her to just lie down and enjoy the show. I poured the ice cream on her boobs and pussy. She started getting chills but I was enjoying this.

Now I started licking my cousin’s pussy and she got mad and started to wrap her legs around me, burying my head in her pussy. My tongue was getting inside her pussy and trust me guys, it was so tasty. I was licking her pussy while fingering her belly button. She was like, “You are the best, babeee! I am your bitch. Daddy, fuck me like a whore.. Ohhh yeaah, dadddyyyyy..”

In no time, her legs started shivering. She was cumming. I increased my tongue speed and she came into my mouth. I spat her cum on her big milky boobs and started sucking them. She was hugging me, pressing my head on her boobs.

Now, it was her turn. She took my dick in her hands and started slapping herself. I was on cloud nine. She rubbed my dick on her white boobs and licked my precum.

Now she got on her knees and poured some ice cream on my dick and started giving me a blowjob. She was sucking like a pro slut. I also couldn’t control and started fucking her mouth like a monster and got so wild that I was fucking it like it was her pussy.

She was choking. Her knees were paining on the floor and finally, after 5 minutes I shot my fluid in my cousin’s mouth.

She was breathing heavily and she couldn’t even speak but she had satisfaction in her eyes. I took her in my arms and threw her on the bed.

That’s it from the first part. I will be back with the second part soon where I will tell you how I fucked her every hole. I hope you liked it. Please give me your feedback on my email [email protected]

Any girl, bhabhi wants to share their fantasies or want to have virtual and real fun. Please mail and I assure you that everything will be kept secret.

Shipra’s thoughts are interrupted by the doorbell. She looked at Chadha with curiosity. She is anxious if anyone would see her with him in this position.

“Don’t worry. I have asked the hotel staff to bring some medicines and water.”

Shipra hastily hid her face and bare body inside the blanket to avoid embarrassment. Chadha then pushed open the door. A young boy was carrying a tray with a kettle, medications, and water.

“Please let me in, sir.”

“Yes, young man. Please come in.”

“The room service manager gave me instructions to replace the kettle in your room as well because the first one was having some problems. I am sorry for the trouble.”

“I like the service; however, I haven’t had any complaints about the kettle.”

“I see. Can I check it to eliminate any ambiguity?”

“Yes, please complete your duty, young man.”

The room service guy set the water and medications on the table and began to check the kettle.

“Yeah, the kettle has a problem. It’s a good thing that it was replaced, sir.” After saying this, he removed the old kettle and replaced it. He asked Chadha if he needed something else while looking around the room as if trying to find something.

His eyes got stuck on the bed. He could see someone sleeping. But he could not figure out who it was, as the person lying was inside the blanket. He wanted to allow himself some more time inside the room.

“Sir, is there anything else I can do?”

“No, it’s OK.”

As he exited the room, Chadha gave him a tip. Shipra lifted the cover as she listened to the door closing. She observed Chadha rapidly downing two pills and a sip of water.

She asked, “Boss, are you all right?”

Chadha fumbled and stammered, “Yes, only regular BP medications.” He quickly wrapped the medicines.

“OK,” she said as she got out of bed and tied a knot in her hair. Without wasting any more time, she walked over to the couch and knelt. She begins kissing his dick from his pyjamas. She was taken aback by his age-defying firmness.

She stripped down his underwear and pyjamas, making him bottom naked. Chadha could see the hunger in her eyes. He removed his shirt and sat completely naked, anticipating the next pleasure.

However, Chadha was not the only one witnessing her lewd advances. Though unknowingly, she is also enticing another man. She had no idea how desperate Raju, the housekeeping guy, was after unintentionally seeing her naked in the shower.

He volunteered to go to Chadha’s room when his manager informed him that some medicine orders would be delivered to his room. He inquired about the medicines Chadha ordered from the nearby pharmacy salesman.

The salesman grinned and said,  “Bahut shaukeen log aate hain apke hotel ke guest. Ye Viagra hai, ise budhe tharki log lete hain kisi jawan aurat ko pelne se pehle. Isse lund khada rehta hai aur time bhi badh jata hai.”

(This is Viagra. Old men eat this before fucking young babes. This makes the dick erect and also increases the time of fucking.)

While going back to the hotel, Raju was connecting the dots. He could sense that the aged man in that room would fuck the young lady he had seen bathing. That is the reason he ordered Viagra. She also was cleaning her pussy hair clean and entered his room like thieves.

He got an erection immediately, imagining both together. His desire for Shipra grew more intense. He yearned to take part in the action somehow. He knew the rich woman would not permit a poor waiter like him. If he made any desperate mistake, his job would be in jeopardy.

But now that he knows Shipra will be fucked by someone else, he, too, wants a piece of the rich slut. Wondering how to consume that beautiful, rich lady, he thought of a plan. He instantly rushed to his friend’s nearby electronics business, where he worked part-time as a repair mechanic.

The late hours of the evening posed no issues for him because he always had the shop’s alternative keys. He quickly collected four spy cameras that had come for repair two days back and closed the shop. He then rushed to the hotel, fixed the cameras in the kettle and connected them to his phone.

Now, he could see and record the live feed. Raju quickly hides in the staff washroom on the same floor as Chadha’s room. He swiftly started the live feed. Shipra was about to start the action without realizing she was being monitored.

The first view he had on his screen was Shipra on her knees, sucking Chadha’s dick. She has her back towards him. As Shipra played with his dick, Chadha closed her eyes in pleasure. She has always had great sucking skills. She took a lick at the penis-tip of his.

She then presses her lips and nose against his foreskin, taking her tongue to his balls. With the wine glass in his hand, Chadha lighted another cigar. It’s wonderful to have a great smoke with wine while admiring a stunning young woman sucking him.

Shipra then rose from her knees and began playing with his long moustache while stroking his fingers across her face. She then turned around and released her bra hooks, setting her boobs free. She gave Chadha a seductive smile as she cocked her head back and stared at him.

She then removes her panty, leaving her completely naked. As she was becoming more fun and self-assured, the idea of seducing a man of her father’s age brought out her slutty side. While teasing Chadha with the full view of her naked bums and curvy back.

She was unaware that she was also exposing her naked body to Raju. He was peeping her through the cameras fixed on the kettle. Raju was amazed by her audacity. Although he had already seen her naked while bathing, watching her naked teasing Chadha was a different pleasure.

She then takes off her panty, making herself fully naked. She turned to face Chadha and positioned one leg on the sofa’s sidestand. She then stoops down and angles her breasts toward Chadha’s face. She decided to make it dirtier.

She closed her eyes to gather the courage and said, “Boss, I am your daughter’s age. You are like my father. Please love me like a daughter. Can I call you Papa while having sex?”

Her yearning for incest astonished Chadha. She understood why Shoaib had such high regard for her. “Yes, beta, your Papa will love you,” was the reply.
She got turned on after listening beta word from Chadha. She instantly stuffed his mouth with her left breast.
While he held onto her waist and drew her in, Chadha began sucking her boob. Shipra closed her eyes in delight. He began squeezing her areola with his tongue, circling her waist and bums with his palm.

Chadha now begins stroking and pinching her nipples between her boobs. He saw a white liquid pouring from her nipples as he did it, though. After pausing for a moment, he asked, “Is it milk, Shipra beta?”

“Yes, Papa. A year since my son stopped nursing, I still produce milk.”

Chadha felt both joy and excitement. The possibility of being able to milk a young lady ignites the animal in him. His calm demeanour was overridden by his cravings for her milk. “Let me dry all your milk, beta. Your hubby is such an idiot who has still left all this to me.”

He quickly got up from the sofa and lifted Shipra in his arms. He hurriedly tossed her onto the bed and sat on her breast. He clenches her boobs together and begins nipping at both of them quickly. Shipra was initially apprehensive about this unexpected turn of events.

But after seeing Chadha’s desperation for her milk, she began to enjoy the harsh handling of her breasts. Her milk squirted all over his face as Chadha desperately devoured her boobs. She held her penis and started stroking it in the meanwhile.

Chadha took half of her breast Inside her mouth and bit her nipples excitedly. She increased the speed of stroking his penis. Meanwhile, watching them on the phone, Raju could not understand the circumstances that led to abrupt events.

The milk dripping from her nipples was not visible since the camera was too far away. He, nevertheless, like the way the elderly man is treating the lovely woman. With Chadha’s desperate licking on Shipra’s tits, his desire for Shipra grows.

Shipra digs her nails into his penis as he eats her boobs. As Chadha realized he was about to burst, he stood up and squatted above her breast. He then stroked his dick and ejaculated all over her boobs. “Beta, this sperm necklace is your father’s gift to his sleazy daughter.”

Shipra, however, is not content to accept this gift alone. “Papa, you’ve consumed all my milk. Please eat your sperm now.”

Chadha was amazed by her boldness. This is something new for him. A renowned army officer eating his sperm is not common. However, Shipra has mesmerized him, and her charm spellbinds him. He licked her breast with his tongue and tasted his cum.

He kissed Shipra’s lips while his mouth was full of sperm, spilling half into her mouth. Shipra feels aroused by this strange behaviour. Shipra could feel his dick’s hardness sliding across her thighs.

She let out a faint groan as he pushed her dick within her pussy, wondering how the old man could suddenly get hard again. She felt a chill imagining how this iron rod would smash her pussy tonight.

Raju was observing everything through a camera. He was aware that the effects of Viagra were causing this old horse’s aggressive behaviour.

As every good story starts, my story started with the same line – I had too much to drink. It was a night of double celebration: my birthday and my newfound status as a Doctor.

The atmosphere was electric at the SoBo lounge, where I had gathered with nearly 25 of my closest friends. We’d secured a private section for the party, and the festivities were in full swing.

Around 10.30 pm, my phone rang, an expected interruption amid the revelry. As it was my birthday, people were calling to wish. Drunk but eager to take the call, I stumbled out of the noisy club, feeling unsteady. The cold January air hit my face like a slap, instantly raising my levels of intoxication.

The call was brief, no more than five minutes. But the chill had seeped into my bones by the time it ended. My legs wobbled dangerously as I struggled to regain my balance. The lethal combination of alcohol and the cold night air had me teetering on the edge of a fall.

A saviour appeared when it seemed I might succumb to gravity’s pull. Something very soft encircled my waist, anchoring me in place. In my drunken stupor, I instinctively latched onto this unknown presence. My left hand found a perch on a shoulder.  My senses began to sharpen.

I realized that my hand had landed on the velvety fabric of a woman’s blouse. Her skin was as fair as moonlight, and I was instantly captivated. Before I could identify my saviour, another hand materialized, pressing firmly against my chest, preventing my descent into the cold floor.

The warmth of her body seeped into mine, igniting an unfamiliar but intensely arousing sensation. With a sultry smile that sent shivers down my spine, she whispered, “Easy there, Doctor. It appears you’ve had quite the celebration tonight.”

Even though her voice carried a sensual allure, a familiarity washed over me as recognition dawned. It was Pooja, my colleague of the past six years and, more notably, a recently single Pooja. They say a woman is at her hottest and horniest right after a breakup.

And here stood Pooja, freshly single and undeniably enticing. In the six years I had known her, she had always been the quintessential girl next door. However, in the mere three months since her breakup, she had undergone a transformation that was impossible to ignore.

Pooja had shed weight, sculpting her body into something that begged exploration. Her skin, fair as moonlight, appeared even more radiant against the backdrop of the night. Her breasts, a delightful 34B, were the perfect balance between ample and perky, drawing my gaze with their irresistible allure.

Yet, it was her tight, sculpted ass that truly caught my attention. It was as if she had taken her newfound freedom as an opportunity to hone her body to perfection. As our eyes locked in that moonlit moment, Pooja’s captivating smile mirrored the radiance of her shining hair.

My gaze, however, was drawn irresistibly downward, fixating on her delicate neck, white as ivory. The allure of her milky white neck was irresistible, and I couldn’t resist the temptation in my drunk state. I had to make a move. Despite the alcohol coursing through my veins, I suddenly became clear-headed.

I was intensely aware of the magnetic pull between us. I faked a stumble, a ruse that she promptly fell for. As she reached out to rescue me, I seized the opportunity, burying my face into her ivory neck, my arms wrapping around her tightly.

The stumble had taken an unexpected turn, and in an instant, my weight pushed her backwards, pinning her against a dark corner of the wall. The night, my wingman concealed our actions, granting us a blend of secrecy and desire.

With a deliberate motion, I withdrew from the embrace, my gaze locked onto her eyes. In that unspoken connection, I saw the same ‘Havas’ mirrored in her eyes, a yearning that needed no words. Without hesitation, I pulled her closer, our lips locking in a deep kiss that left us both breathless.

Our tongues started sparring with each other, an exploration of each other’s mouth that would have put Columbus to shame. Simultaneously, our hands started discovering the landscape of each other’s bodies. My fingertips traced the curves of her waist with a rather rough touch.

My physical memory was admiring the perfection of her body. One of my hands, rather brave, ventured further, slipping beneath the velvety fabric of her blouse, discovering the even softer boobs beneath. The encounter had escalated beyond the boundaries of friendship and into the cradles of lust.

As soon as my eager fingers began to unbutton her blouse, Pooja withdrew, her voice filled with a mix of desire but restraint. “Kabir! Not here, please,” she whispered. Her words carried a cultured and composed tone. Her actions reflected the depths of her sensibility, even amid our passionate connection.

With a graceful movement, she adjusted her blouse. Her eyes locked onto mine as if to convey that our moment of intimacy deserved a more private setting. She reached for my hand and held it firmly, her fingers entangled with mine. Her touch conveyed both caution and a promise of what lay ahead.

Without a word, she guided me back into the club. I couldn’t help but feel a pang of confusion and disappointment. It seemed our tantalizing encounter had come to an abrupt halt. But then, as if she had read my thoughts, Pooja’s demeanour changed.

She led me purposefully toward a less conspicuous area of the lounge. This place had a few co-gendered bathrooms. She led me into one that, though a bit small for two, was about to become our clandestine sanctuary.

If things sounded like a love story till now, things were about to take a lustful yet ugly turn. The confines of this overused nightclub washroom smelt like a mixture of air freshener and dried vomit or maybe even urine. For the first time, I stared at Pooja’s full silhouette.

My eyes followed every inch of her body, from her beautiful face to her shrivelled velvet blouse. Her skirt ended a few inches above her thighs. Pooja’s entire image yelled, “Meri lelo, magar shiddat se.” (Fuck me!) I had different plans for her.

Losing all shreds of patience, I pounced on Pooja. She welcomed me with open arms. Unlike before, my hands didn’t wait around exploring her body. Instead, one had slid inside her skirt and pulled her panty down. Just as her panty fell along her ankles, my hands started lifting up her blouse.

Her hands lifted to allow my eyes the pleasure of staring at her black bra covering her milky white boobs. Before she could respond, I turned her around. I made a V out of her very flexible body, her face in between the toilet seat and her ass curved upwards.

Pooja, in her black bra and skirt, suddenly transformed from a woman of culture to a porn star wanting more. In no time, my dick was out. The only shred of modesty that remained with Pooja was her skimpy skirt. I held it up and shoved my dick in as hard as possible.

Normally, I would have been soft, starting with fingers, waiting for her to self-lubricate. But this wasn’t the time for it. She yelled with all her might, and all her yells were drowned by the even louder club music. I slid my hand down her back to unhook the bra but couldn’t.

The intoxication with those difficult bra hooks made me slide my hand in front and pull at her bra. I was successful but only halfway. I could see one of her boobs bouncing in all directions wildly at every pump of my dick in her pussy. While her other boob was softly nestled in her bra.

After about 5 minutes and increased intensity, I could hear Pooja (over the club music) moan and cum loudly. I pulled out from her. My dick at all its height, veins throbbing around it, wanting to cum. Pooja, on the other hand, was now sitting on the toilet seat.

Her face and hair were wet from what seemed like toilet water. Her one boob still hung out from her bra while her skirt covered her modesty. She looked spent and a bit disgusted, probably because I shoved her face in the toilet. But I wasn’t done with her yet.

I picked her up and threw her on the wet toilet floor. I lifted her skirt, lay flat on her, and started pounding her again. This time, I could see her face. Her eyes rolled up with each push from me. She tried to reach out to kiss me, but I looked away. Her face was in the toilet. I wouldn’t kiss her now.

Again, within 5 minutes, she cum. But I was still going on. She tried to come out, but I wouldn’t. Even in my inebriated state, I had the sense to pull out just in time. I moved a few inches ahead and spit my cum on her dirty face.

The alcohol was out of my system by now. I could think clearly and remembered that I had my birthday party to enjoy. Pooja was still in the same state, one boob out and her skirt wet and ridden up. She was wiping my cum using toilet paper.

I left her just as she was and walked out of the toilet. A man was standing outside. He gave me a disgusted look and said, “Oh! Finally, you are out. I am waiting here for an eternity.”

I nodded at him and thought, ‘Don’t worry, you will thank me later.’ As I walked out of the washroom area, I could hear a distinct shriek from the toilet over the loud music.

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Maine mom ko kaha –

Me: Ruko meri jaan, aaj ki raat ko thoda special banate hai.

Main bed se utha aur viagra ki goliya maine apni kit se nikaal li.

Mom: Ye kya hai?

Me: Ye sex ki goli hai. Aise main tumhe lambe time tak chodunga.

Maine 3 goliyan nikali, ek mom ko di, aur 2 khud li, aur kaha-

Me: Mom, ise khaa lo.

Mom: Nahi Ravi, main ye sab nahi khaati. Kahi kuch ho gaya to?

Me: Kuch nahi hoga, mom aap khaa lo.

Mom: Nahi Ravi, mujhe sahi nahi lag raha.

Fir maine 2 goliyan khayi, aur paani pee liya.

Me: Meri pyari randi maa, khalo ise, kuch nahi hota. Meri baat maano.

Mom ne fir wo goli khaa li, aur kaha: Aap kehte ho to khaa leti hu ji.

Mom mujhe dad ki tarah treat kar rahi thi. Main aur khush ho gaya. Maine mom se kaha-

Me: Ab se akele mein tum mujhse aise hi baat karogi. Main tumhe Preeti, mom, randi kuch bhi bolunga, aur baaki logon ke saamne hum maa-beta hi rahenge.

Mom: Jaisa aap kaho ji.

Fir hum dono hasne lage. Itne mein mera lund poora tann chuka tha, aur chudai ke liye taiyaar tha. Maine mom ko bed pe dhakka diya, aur khud unke upar aa gaya. Mom ne apni taange khol ke hawa mein faila di. Wo mera swagat kar rahi thi. Maine mom ko kiss kiya, aur fir apna lund unki chut pe ragadne laga.

Mom kaampne lagi, aur main kiss kar raha tha, aur ek hath se unke boobs daba raha tha, aur ek hath mein apna lund pakad kar unki chut ke upar ragad raha tha. Mom apni kamar uchaal rahi thi lund andar lene ke liye. Maine kiss roki aur apne lund ko mom ki chut ke kinare pe rakha, aur andar daalne laga. Mom ki chut tight thi, aur lund andar nahi jaa raha tha.

Mom: Thoda aaram se. Maine pichle ek saal se apni chut mein lund nahi liya. Tere papa maheene mein sirf ek aadh baar sex karte hai, aur wo sirf meri gaand hi maarte hai.

Maine mom ki bina sune hi zor ka jhatka maara aur aadha lund mom ke andar chala gaya. Mom ki cheek nikal gayi. Wo zor se chillayi aahh karke. Cheekh ki awaaz baahar tak gayi thi. Shayad kisi ne sun bhi li ho. Lekin us samay mere saamne sirf meri maa thi, aur mujhe use saari raat chodna tha.

Maine mom ke muh pe hath rakh liya, aur ruk gaya. Fir mom ko lip kiss karne laga taaki wo chilla na paye. Fir kuch der baad mom thoda normal hui. Maine mom se kaha-

Mom: Preeti meri jaan bas thoda aur dard hoga. Fir to maze hi maze hai.

Mom ne apni taango se meri kamar ko aur jakad liya, aur apne hath meri peeth par rakh liye, aur mere gardan pe kiss karne lagi. Tabhi maine ek aur zor ka jhatka maara, aur aadhe se zyada lund andar chala gaya.

Maa dard ke maare kaamp gayi. Unhone mujhe zor se kass ke pakad liya. Meri gardan par mom ne bite kar liya tha, aur peeth par bhi nakhun mujhe mehsoos ho rahe the.

Lekin abki baar mom cheekhi nahi. Maine mauka dekhte hi ek zor ka jhatka aur maara, aur takreeban saara lund mom ki chut ke andar tha. Mom ne pakad aur mazboot kar li. Unki aankhon se aansu nikal kar bedsheet par gire. Unhone mujhe poore zor se pakda hua tha. Meri peeth aur gardan pe pain hone laga tha. Meri back pe mom ke nails ke nishan the, aur neck par daanto ke.

Main thodi der aise hi ruka raha mom ke upar. Fir jab mom ne mujhe thoda dheela chodha, to maine lund dheere-dheere andar baahar karna shuru kiya. Mere chehre par ek badi si muskan thi. Main apni maa ki chut maar raha tha. Sach mein jis scene ko soch kar maine itne saal hilaya tha, aaj wo sach ho gaya tha.

Log sahi kehte hai ki agar kisi cheez ko poori shiddat se chaaho to saari kayenaat tumhe usse milane mein lag jati hai. Chaahe wo cheez tumhari maa ki chut hi kyun na ho. Maine mom ke face ki taraf dekha. Wo meri taraf hi dekh rahi thi. Maine speed thodi badha di, aur mom ko kiss karne laga, aur unke boobs ko masalne laga. Poora kamra pach-pach ki awaaz se goonj raha the.

Luckily mera room first floor pe tha, aur dono taraf ke doosre gharon ki beech kaafi faansla tha. To koi hame sun nahi sakta tha. Agar koi sun bhi leta to kya, yaha hame koi nahi jaanta tha. And aaj-kal incest koi nayi cheez nahi rahi. Mera maanna hai ki India ki har gali mein ek na ek to aisa ladka hoga, jisne apni sagi maa, behan, beti ya kisi rishtedaar ko choda hai. Bas log batate nahi hai.

Ab mom ki chut thodi dheeli ho gayi thi. Mera lund aaram se andar-baahar ho paa raha tha. Abhi bhi mom ki chut unki umar ke hisab se bahut tight thi. Main apna poora lund supade tak baahar laata, aur fir andar le jata tha. Takreeban 15 minute isi position mein sex karne ke baad, maine lund baahar nikaal liya.

Hum dono haanf rahe the. Ac chal raha tha, fir bhi garmi lag rahi thi. Ab baari thi meri doosri fantasy ki. Maine mom se bola-

Me: Preeti, ab teri chudai peeche se karunga. Chal saali rand kutiya ban jaa.

Mom jhat se doggy style mein aa gayi. Mom ki gaand ko mom ne upar ki taraf kar rakha tha, aur pet bilkul neeche laga rakha tha, jisse unki gaand aur chut seedhe mere saamne thi. Wo sach mein bahut experienced thi.

Mom aise hi mere saamne ghodi bani hui thi. Tabhi mujhe yaad aaya ye scene to bilkul porn filmo mein hota hai. English mein black girl ki category ko ebony kehte hai. Mom same ek female African lag rahi thi.

Unka rang halka saawla tha, aur andhere mein wo aur kaala lag raha tha. Mom ki gaand baaki aurato se kaafi badi aur baahar ko thi. Unke boobs bhi kaafi bade hai, aur unka pet bilkul patla hai. Wo poori ebony pornstar lag rahi thi, aur upar se wo behave bhi ab ek pornstar ki tarah hi kar rahi thi. Pata nahi kyun par mujhe proud feel ho raha tha, ki main itni sundar maal ko pel raha tha.

Maine apna lund peeche se mom ki chut mein lagaya, aur dhakke dene laga. Bahut maza aa raha tha. Mom bhi awaaze nikaal rahi thi ahh ummm ahh ki. Unki awaaz mera josh aur badha rahi thi. Main aur zor se jhatke dene laga. Mom ka face bed se ghis raha tha. Wo har jhatke ke hath thoda aage ho rahi thi. Goli ki wajah se mera nikal bhi nahi raha tha.

Isi pose mein maine maa ko 15 minute aur choda. Ab tak mom deewar se jaake takra chuki thi, aur main fir bhi aur zor se jhatke laga raha tha. Meri speed ab itni nahi thi, par har jhatke se mom ki poori body hil rahi thi. Maine mom ki gardan pe peeche se hath lagaya, aur unhe neeche dabaya, aur fir gardan mein hath daal kar unhe gardan se pakad kar upar utha liya.

Kaine mom ko kheench kar deewar se sata diya, aur tez-tez jhatke maarne laga. Mom ko ab pain ho rahi thi, aur wo ahhhh ahhhh ahhhh ki awaaze nikaal rahi thi. Main unhe kisi raand ki tarah treat kar raha tha, aur wo ise pasand kar rahi thi. Takreeban 5 minute baad maine apna lund mom ki chut se nikala, aur bed pe khade ho kar unke muh mein daal diya.

Wo ghutno pe baith kar mera lund choos rahi thi. Maine unke sir ko pakda, aur deewar se laga kar tezi se unka face fuck karne laga. Unko saans lene mein bhi pareshani ho rahi thi. Fir maine mom se kaha-

Me: Kuch aur try karte hai.

Aur main unhe kiss karne laga. Ab maine mom ko pillow ke upar lita diya. Yaha pehle main leta tha. Maine unki taango ko apne sholder par rakh liya, aur lund chut mein daal diya. Maine unki body ko poora bend kar diya tha. Unki taange mere shoulders par thi, aur main mom ke upar jhuk kar unke lips pe kiss kar raha tha.

Is pose mein mujhe bahut maza a raha tha. Mom bilkul bhi hil nahi paa rahi thi. Main zor-zor se chodne laga. Maine speed badha di. 5 minute baad meri saans tez hone lagi, aur mom ki body bhi akadne lagi thi. Ab maine kiss karna band kar diya, aur unki neck par jaake apne daant gada diye jaise Vampire movies mein karte hai. Main unhe tezi se chod raha tha, aur mom zor-zor se awaaze nikaal rahi thi.

Mom: Yes yes yes fuck Ravi, aur zor-zor se chod apni maa ko, apni randi Preeti ko. Madarchod ji. Bana lo aap mujhe apni ahh, sunte ho ji, fuck me.

Mere kaano mein mom ki awaaz sangeet ka kaam kar rahi thi. Maine speed aur tez kar di. Maine pehle kabhi itni tez sex nahi kiya tha. Pata nahi kya hua tha mujhe. Main pehli baar kisi ladki ko itni speed se chod raha tha.

Mom: Aur zor se, marr gayi, rukna mat, aise hi phaad do meri chut.

Mom ki body kasne lagi thi. Idhar mera bhi jama hone wala tha. Maine kaha-

Me  Maa mera hone wala hai.

Mom: Jaha aapka mann kare nikaal do. Ab main aapki hu.

Aise hi karte-karte hum dono sath mein hi jhad gaye. Maine saara maal maa ki chut ki gehraiyon mein chhodh diya. Main mom ke upar hi let gaya. Mom ke boobs aur mere beech hawa nikalne ki bhi jagah nahi thi. Tabhi main mom ko pakadte hue hi side ko karwat le gaya. Ab mom mere upar leti hui thi, aur mera lund abhi bhi unki chut mein hi tha. Maine mobile pe dekha, 1:30 baj rahe the.

Mom ne time dekha aur kaha: Ab aap so jao, kal aapko kaam par bhi jana hai.

Maine mom ki taraf dekha aur kaha: Preeti tum tension mat lo, main tumhe chhodh kar kahi nahi jaunga. Main subha ki chhuti le loonga. Aur abhi to main tumhe saari raat chodunga.

Mom: Jaisa aap kahe ji.

Aur unhone mere seene pe sar rakh kar aankhen band kar li. Maine apna hath mom ki peeth pe chalana shuru kiya. Mera lund abhi bhi mom ki chut mein hi tha. Aur abhi wo dheela pad gaya tha. Ac on tha, aur ab jab hum lete hue the, to thand lag rahi thi.

Maine kaha: Mom aap ko kaisa laga?

Mom: Mujhe bahut maza aaya. Aap mujhe Preeti hi kaho.

Me: Ok Preeti darling, to tumhe kuch ajeeb to nahi laga ki tumhara saga beta tumhari chut maar raha hai.

Mom: Shuru mein mujhe laga tha sach. Lekin maine internet pe dekha hai videos mein log ye sab karte hai.

Me: Preeti tum porn dekhti ho?

Mom: Aapke father saab ko bahut shaunk tha pehle alag-alag tareeke se sex karne ka. To wo video dikha kar mujhse sex karte the. Isliye aap bhi itne shaitan ho. Jaisa baap waisa beta.

Me: Iska matlab tumne jawani mein bahut sex kiya hai. Kya tumne kabhi dad ke alawa bhi kisi ke sath sex kiya hai?

Mom: Nahi-nahi baba, maine zindagi mein sirf do logon ke sath hi sex kiya hai. Ek mere husband, aur ek aap. Abhi tum mere bete bhi ho, to ye baat kabhi kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalegi. Isliye main ab se aapko ji keh ke bulaungi.

Mom ab bilkul meri wife ki tarah baat kar rahi thi.

Me: To kya tum pehle se mujhse sex karna chaahti thi?

Mom: Nahi maine kabhi ye socha bhi nahi. Tumhare chhote bhai ke school mein lagne ke baad hamne sex karna kam kar diya tha. Maheene mein kabhi-kabhi karte the. Fir tum log bade ho gaye, aur kabhi time hi nahi milta tha. Tere papa to baahar rehte hai. Uski wajah se bhi. Mera mann to bahut tha, par izzat ki baat bhi thi. Mera bhi mann tha ki koi jawan ladka meri bhi chudai kare, mujhe pyar kare, meri pyaas thandi kare.

Me: Mom!

Mom: Preeti.

Me: Preeti tumhe pata hai, ki agar tum chaaho to kisi ko bhi apna deewana bana sakti thi? Tum itni sundar ho, koi bhi mard tumhe chodna chaahega.

Mom: Acha mere mein aisa kya khaas hai?

Me: Preeti tum sar se pair tak poori apsara ho. Tumhara ye bhola sa chehra, laal honth, lambi gardan, aur pahadon jaise ye do mulayam boobs, aur sab se badi baat hai tumhari bhari hui sundar gaand, aur moti taange. Tum to itni sexy ho ki tumhara apna beta tumhe chodna chaahta hai.

Mom: Acha main aapko itni achi lagti hu? Aur kab se ye sab chal raha hai?

Me: Mom bahut pehle se.

Maine mom ko saari baat batayi. To mom ne mujhe baba se hui saari baat batayi aur kaha-

Mom: Main tumse sex karne ke liya sirf baba ke kehne par raazi huu thi. Taaki tumhari jaan bach sake.

Mujhe laga ab main gaya. Ab meri maa mere se dobara sex nahi karegi. Maine khushi-khushi mein kuch zyada hi bata diya tha. Lekin mom ka response dekh kar ke dang reh gaya.

Mom: Isse to ek teer se do kaam ho gaye. Aapke dil ki baat bhi mujhe pata chal gayi, aur aapke upar se bura saaya bhi tal gaya. Aur mujhe ek jawaan lund bhi mil gaya.

Main bahut khush hua, aur mom ko kiss karne laga.

Me: Love you mom, I mean Preeti. Ghar pe jaane ke baad to hame mauka kam milega. To jab tak tum yaha ho, hum khoob chudai karenge, aur tum yaha meri maa nahi meri girlfriend ban kar reh sakti ho. Aur jo chaahe wo pehan sakti ho, aur kar sakti ho. Ye hafta hum boyfriend-girlfriend ki tarah rahenge.

Mom: Ok, I’m so happy Ravi.

Fir maine apna phone liya, aur mom ko meri side mein bitha liya. Fir chaadar upar leke hum deewar ki ot mein baith gaye. Uske baad maine apne phone pe sex site open kar li, aur waha pe main mom-son ki videos, images and pics mom ko dikhane laga. Mom bade dhyan se dekh rahi thi.

Maine mom se kaha: Main inhe dekh kar aapko yaad karke muth maarta tha.

Saari videshi videos hi thi.

Mom: Haa baahar ke desho mein to ye sab aam baatein

hai.

Me: Nahi Preeti, aaj kal ye India mein bhi aam baat hai.

Fir maine use Indian sex stories aur videos dikhayi. Mom shock lag rahi thi. Main mom ko hi dekh raha tha. Mom ne upar face kiya, aur meri taraf dekh kar smile kiya, aur mera lund hath mein leke aage-peeche karne lagi.

Mera lund ab tak poora tann chuka tha. Maine mom ko kiss kiya, aur unke boobs ko dabane laga. Ab next round ki taiyaari thi. Mom mere se peeche hatti, aur mere lund ko muh mein leke choosne lagi. Maine mom ke thigh mein hath daala, aur use apni taraf kheencha. Mom ke muh mein mera lund tha, aur wo lund ke upar hi gir padi, aur maine kheench kar unki chut ko apne muh ke upar kar liya, aur chaatne lage.

Hum dono 69 position mein the. Bahut maza aa raha tha. Lagbhag 10 minute tak hum is position mein rahe. Abhi mera lund poora tight ho gaya tha, aur mom ne mera lund chhodh diya, aur mere muh pe aake baith gayi. Ab main unki chut aur gaand dono chaat raha tha. Mom pagal ho rahi thi. Maine lete hue hi mom ke chut mein fingering karni shuru kar di.

Mom ne kaha: Ab aur mat tadpao.

Aur wo khud hi doggy style mein aa gayi. Maine lund unki chut pe rakha, aur dhakka diya, aur poora lund ek hi baar mein unke andar chala gaya. Mom ne sirf ek halki si awaaz nikaali hummmm. Main unko ab poore josh se chod raha tha, aur mom bhi bade pyar se gaand hila rahi thi. Tabhi maine apni maa ki gaand par pehli baar chaanta maara.

Mom ne react nahi kiya. Maine ek aur zor ka chaanta maara, aur mom ke muh se ohhhhh nikal gaya. Fir kya tha, main har 3 jhatke ke sath unki gaand ko maare jaa raha tha. 10 minute ke baad unki gaand dono taraf se laal ho chuki thi. Maine apna lund baahar nikala, aur dekha room mein to andhera tha. Aur abhi to mummy mujhse chudai karwa rahi thi. Abhi to koi shikayat nahi thi.

Tabhi main utha, aur nagna hi room ke baahar gaya, aur baahar se jaali wali khidki bhi band kari. Fir andar aaya aur gate band karke saare parde band kar diye, aur light on kar di. Pehli baar maine mom ko light mein nangi dekha tha. Mera dimag aur kharaab hone laga. Mom mere lund ki taraf hi dekh rahi thi, aur wo bed se uthi, aur mere paas aayi. Fir lund ko apne hath mein liya aur kaha-

Mom: I can’t beleive ye itna bada lund mere andar tha. (maine aapko bataya nahi ki mom padhi likhi hai, aur thodi bahut English bhi aati hai unhe).

Mom ne meri taraf muh kiya, aur ek hath se mere sar ko pakad kar mere ko thoda neeche kiya. Fir khud apni ediya utha kar mujhe ek kiss ki, aur mere kaan mein kaha-

Mom: I am waiting.

Aur wo gaand matkati hui bed pe jaake let gayi, aur taange faila kar mujhe tease karne lagi. Main bhaag ke unke upar chadh gaya, aur unki taango ko apne shoulder par rakh kar unki chudai karne lag bilkul pehle ki tarah hi. Mom ab zor se awaaz nikaal rahi thi ahhhhhh aaayi hmmmm ki.

10 minute aise hi chodne ke baad maine mom se kaha: Ab tumhari gaand ki baari hai jaan.

Mom: Nahi, peeche nahi. Usme bahut dard hoga. Maine bahut samay se peeche nahi liya hai. Aur tumhara to bada bhi hai.

Me: Kuch nahi hoga Preeti.

Mom: Nahi aaj nahi, fir kabhi sahi. Please aap zid mat karo.

Maine unke face ki taraf dekha aur kaha: Theek hai.

Aur fir use bed pe lita ke chodne laga, aur kiss karne laga. Kuch der baad maine mom ko kaha-

Me: Ab tum karo.

Main bed pe let gaya. Mom mere upar aa gayi, aur mere lund ke upar baith gayi. Unhone hath meri chest pe rakhe the, aur bilkul seedhe ho kar baithi thi, aur apni gaand ko hila kar aage-peeche kar rahi thi. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Maine mom ko gardan se pakda hua tha. Mom ne mere hath ko gardan se nikala, aur meri badi ungli ko blowjob dene lagi.

Wo is sab mein bahut maahir thi. Mera bura haal ho raha tha. Fir wo zor-zor se upar-neeche hone lagi. Unke weight se poora bed hil raha tha, unki gaand thi hi itni tagdi. Mere poora lund mom ke andar tak jaa raha tha, aur mom ke boobs mere saamne uchal rahe the.

I felt like meri zindagi ka maksad hi poora ho gaya ho. Mom aise hi takreeban 15 minute tak lagi rahi. Mera bhi ab nazdeek hi tha. Main mom ke boobs ko zor-zor se daba raha tha. Wo bhi chilla rahi thi, aur upar-neeche ho rahi thi. Maine mom ko pakad kar apne upar kheencha. Wo mere upar gir padi.

Maine unhe rukne ko kaha. Wo knee ke sahare aur bed pe apne hath ke sahare khud ko sambhaal rahi thi. Maine mom ko zor se pakda hua tha. Unka ek boob mere muh mein tha, aur main neeche se tezi se jhatke de raha tha. Mom ka shareer akadne laga, aur kuch hi der baad wo firse jhad gayi.

Mera abhi nahi hua tha, to main aur zor-zor se karke mom ki chut se paani baahar nikaal raha tha, aur uski wajah se awaaz aur aa rahi thi. 1 minute ke baad mera bhi climax hi tha. Maine mom ko zor se pakda, aur saara maal unki chut ke gehrayi mein daal diya.

Mom mere upar hi gir gayi. Hum dono haanf rahe the. Maine time dekha 3 baj rahe the. Maine lete hue hi light band ki, aur chaadar ko hum dono ke upar odh liya. Mom aankhen band karke meri chest pe sar rakh kar padi thi. Mera lund abhi bhi andar hi tha.

Mom: Aaj main bahut khush hu. Mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aaya, aur maine itna bada lund kabhi nahi liya. Thank you very much baby.

Me: Haa mom, main bhi bahut khush hu. Ab se mujhe kisi aur rand ke peeche nahi jaana padega. Ab mere paas meri maa hai, jo ki kisi bhi rand se kam nahi hai.

Mom: Yes master.

Me: Preeti main ek baat poochu?

Mom: Ji poocho?

Me: Kya tumne pehle kabhi notice nahi kiya ki main tumhe dekhta rehta hu, aur tumhari body ko taadta rehta hu?

Mom: Mujhe to saare log hi taadte hai. Mohalle ke saare mard meri taraf gandi nigaah se dekhte hai. Mere liye ye aam si baat thi. To maine zyada kabhi dhyan nahi diya.

Aise hi baatein karte hue hum so gaye. Uske baad chudai hamare beech aam baat ho gayi thi. Mom mere sath 15 din tak ruki. Hum 15 din girlfriend-boyfriend ki tarah rahe. Maine mom ko Chandigarh ghumaya apni gf bana kar, aur unko alag-alag jagah par choda.

Maine unko raat ke time sukhna lake pe choda, cinema mein blowjob aur hamne is Safar ko record bhi kiya. Ab mom wapas home chali gayi hai. Aur ab main frequently ghar jata hu jab bhi dad out of town hote hai, aur mujhe chhuti hoti hai. Nahi to mom khud hi mere paas aa jati hai, aur hum khoob sex karte hai.

So this was my story. Mujhe is I’d par apna feedback zaroor de [email protected] and any female want something contact me. Agar aap logon ko ye kahani achi lagi, to main agle parts bhi zaroor leke aaunga. Thanks for reading.

Hi, I am Madhan here. First, thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my story about the college cutie Nishvika.

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I am a Bengalurean of 28 years of age, 6″ tall. Horny unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail [email protected] and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.

Amulya usually takes a long time to orgasm. He stopped his finger fucking halfway, making her angry. He clumsily hurried to push his jack cock into her. Amulya widens her thighs apart. She holds her Boss’s hair firmly, “Hey, lick my pussy clean.”

She goes viral, calling him in singular, ordering him to suck her pussy. She drags his head with his hair between her milky, hefty thigh. “Lick me. Lick me clean.” The moment his face moved closer with his warm breath hitting her pussy. She tilts her head backwards, enjoying the moment.

In the flow of the temptation, he obeys her orders. He parts her flared pussy lips with his index and thumb very slowly. He licks with his tongue, driving to her clitoral hood, cleaning the salty wetness with a single lick. Like a dog, he hungrily sucked her pussy longer.

Her pussy had this sensation for the first time because her husband had never given her this thrill with his tongue. She moaned louder in pleasure, massaging the hairs of her Boss. Her Boss licked quicker with her louder moans. Amulya was nearing the peak of her pleasure.

Her mind now craved his cock and harder bangs to shoot her orgasm. She was hornier and badly needed his cock into her now. She hurriedly pushes him onto the floor and climbs on top of him. She carefully positions his thick dark cock into her pussy and sits, driving his cock deep into her, “Ahh, Boss.”

In her wild, Amulya humps, slowly moving her pussy in and out of his cock. Boss grabs her soft boobs and squeezes them, “Ah, Amulya, these boobs.” He tries to rub his face on her hefty boobs, which shoot as she rides his cock. Her Boss sweating profusely, releases cum into her much before her orgasm.

His dick loses the erection. She is on the verge of her climax. To tempt his cock, She runs her soft hands over his cock and balls. She even sucks his balls. Both sweating. She sleeps beside him, hugging tightly with her hefty boobs pressed onto his body.

She sleeps, waiting for his cock to get ready for that hard fuck she was desperate off. She felt neglected and fooled when he started dressing up. She even asks him, “We can stay some more time.” He shakes his head and continues to wear his clothes.

She leaves disappointed when he never shows interest in banging her again for her climax. She never reveals her dissatisfaction. She smiled, showing she was satisfied with the bitterness in her mind. She denies her Boss’s offer for a ride home. She reaches home thirsty.

That night, she successfully seduces her husband to fuck her. The moment her husband pushes his cock in a missionary, her mind remembers her Boss. Closing her eyes, she calls for the first time, “Harder. Harder. Please.” Her husband couldn’t go beyond her Boss, leaving her frustrated.

With continued disappointment, She sleeps with her desires awake and incomplete. Amulya was on the edge of the seat to get a proper fuck from a man, which couldn’t be fulfilled by neither her husband nor her Boss.

The next day, Amulya roams wild in search of that good fuck. Monday morning, she wears a tight T-shirt with her sexy spongy boobs on display. She wears tight jeans with her ass sticking.

Amulya applies some red lipstick and sprays perfume. She steps out of the house with the routine stare from her husband with no appreciation. She uses public transport, boarding the bus. Her eyes scan for lusty men.

She could notice some lusty eyes scanning her assets. Happily, she tries to make eye contact with a particular man. Damn, he got pissed off when she gave hints. She walks into the office with a dead stare from the watchman.

She walks right into her cabin with no interest in impressing her Boss. She hated him for leaving her raw. Hungry eyes of a few young boys eyed her in her office. But no one dared to make eye contact with her eyes.

She annoyedly scrambles through the files and emails in her display. After a while, her Boss walks into her cabin wide-mouthed. She smiles and ignores his attention. She pushed his hand away, which tried to brush her navel.

Her mind is corrupted. Her thoughts are running the sequence of activities she did from the morning. She shakes her head, thinking how naive she was. She decided she needed something anonymous with no strings. That is where I come in.

Amulya scrolled through the chat and informed me of the meeting. After the initial chats, I had to ignore her. She was wasting my time with no plans of meeting. It’s been 2 weeks since we stopped chatting.

I checked the message in the evening. The reply to my. “Hi” message from her was, “Madhan, Can you fuck me hard?” She then said, “I want this to be anonymous and one time only.” I replied, “I am dying to fuck you from the moment I saw your picture.”

After seeing her picture, I wanted to taste her. She was very pretty. Fair skin, Shapely assets, heavy boobs, and protruding eye-provoking ass cheeks. She had cat eyes, which were prominent with bubbly cheeks.

Her structure can be compared with the actress Nivedha Pethuraj. Her sweet voice while she audio-messaged me was sweet. Her voice messages, calling my name, and kissing nonstop were seductive. (Madhan, this is for you. Muah Muah Muah. Hope you like them.)

Hearing that voice message always made my cock upright. Amulya told, “You got to follow my plan if you are serious to fuck me.” We spoke, and she explained all the events leading to that point (my lucky point).

She told with her sweet voice, “I want my pussy to get drenched and shoot every drop of the juice while I orgasm. I need this at a particular place. The place where I was left dry. The place where these sleepless desires awoke. my Boss’s cabin.” I asked, “How is that possible?”

She explained the plan. That same weekend, Friday. I dressed up in all formal attire with formal shoes. I stepped into the reception to get an entry pass into the office. Her office was at Koramangala in a multi-floor commercial space.

Her company occupied 3 floors starting from floor 4. Amulya’s working space was on the 5th floor. Amulya convinced her Boss that she wanted a one-day internship for a student who is her distant relative.

Hope my lovely readers are enjoying this plot. Until next time.

Hi all, this is Surya. So I witnessed my daughter fucking a Muslim guy who was her friend from the college. But she loved him taking her rough and hard. I loved that about her.

Her 34-sized boobs were turned red with all the hitting, biting and pressing from Syed. I watched their sex video in the office and masturbated.

Exactly two days later, I bought a new sim and linked it to WhatsApp. I texted her that I knew about her sexual adventures. She thought I was bluffing. But I sent her a clip where she was asking Syed to hit her ass harder.

She was scared and replied, “What do I want?” I said the same thing that Syed had, I want to fuck her. She initially said no. But as I continued to scare her that I would post it online and send it to your parents, she came under my control.

She asked me the details about my age and then my cock size. Once she asked my cock size, I knew I would fuck my daughter so soon. So we chatted and sexted for a few days.

We planned to meet in the same Oyo room where she was fucked by Syed. But the terms and conditions would be mine. She should be only in a red bra and panties. She should be blindfolded and her hands tied to her front.

Once she agreed, when I entered the Oyo, I ensured the recording was off and sent the boy to give her the blindfold and handcuffs. Once, she put them on and stood in a bra and panties at the door. I entered the room and locked the door.

She asked me about the blindfold and the handcuffs. I used google voice and replied that she did not want to know who was fucking her. I moved near her and placed my hand over her ass. It was so fair and smooth.

I pulled her panty that was covering her ass cheeks from both sides and stuffed it in the centre. Now, her panty has become a thong. I moved to the front side of her and moved her panty to hear her pussy. She shaved her pussy, and it was very fair.

I could see there was a little wetness as well. So fucking a stranger is arousing her a lot. I went back and knelt and rubbed my face on her ass. A moan came from her. I dip my finger in her pussy and move it in and out.

My bitchy daughter was moaning like a slut. I made her bend forwards and slapped her ass tight. She screamed, and I slapped her again. I slapped up to ten times and then tore her panties.

I also pulled her bra, raised her hands, and sniffed her armpits. They smelled amazing. I couldn’t stop myself from licking them. She was moaning like anything. I made her kneel while I sat on the bed nude and rubbed my dick over her face.

I didn’t shave, and it was all hairy. I caught her face and rubbed it all over my hairy abdomen and balls. I pressed her cheeks, made her open her mouth, and stuffed my balls into her mouth. To my surprise, she was not resisting and sucking them.

I inserted my dick, and my daughter sucked it so good. It was a hell of a task to stop myself from moaning. I came in her mouth, and that bitch drank it all. I threw her on the bed and started to treat how a slut has to be treated.

I sat at her legs and started to lick her feet while my toe finger was rubbing her cunt. It was so wet that my finger went into her cunt, and the bitch moaned in pleasure. I, too, fucked my daughter’s pussy and hit it a few times with my legs.

It only intensified when I sat on her stomach and slapped her boobs. I took a few clips with me, and I had them to her nipples and pulled them. My daughter loved it and asked me to treat her more rough.

I lifted her and slapped her face till tears rolled down. I sat on the bed with my dick fully raised and made her sit on my dick. It went in easily, and I caught her boobs and fucked her in a sitting position. He started to moan and begged me to fuck her hard.

I again used Google and told her to call me Daddy. Listening to it, she pushed me and started to ride my dick calling me daddy. I kept on hitting her ass and boobs while she rode. He couldn’t hold it any longer, and she cum.

I removed my dick which was wet with her juices. They were stuck to my hair on the balls. I rubbed the juices from my balls all over her face. Turned her to doggy and pricked her ass hole. It didn’t take much time to insert my finger in it.

Priya was moaning, I wanted that bitch to cry, so I inserted another finger as well. The other hand was not free; it hit her ass and rubbed her cunt very roughly. I know it’s time to fuck her ass.

I didn’t use lube or anything, just pushed my dick raw. It caused pain for her, but I didn’t want to show mercy. I pulled her hair back and began to fuck her with long strokes. The bitch started to moan, “Fuck me, Daddy fuck me hard, Daddy.”

Those moans made me crazy as I hit her and fucked her till I came in her ass. Once done, we slept beside each other, and she reached for my dick. She kissed it and said she loved the roughness with which I fucked her.

I kissed her lips, put on my dress and left. At the door, I gave the key for the handcuffs and left. I went to the camera room and switched it on. She took the cum and licked it.

That was how I started to fuck my daughter. But this is not the end. Will keep you posted more soon. Thanks, and send your thoughts on the story to [email protected].