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Hearing the words that Prateek uttered, Kishen’s senses abruptly came to a silencing halt.

“Did that guy just ask me if I enjoyed sniffing his mother’s panty?”

Kishen glanced at everyone around him – Neetu, her husband Prateek bhai, his mother Geeta (whom everyone called GeetaMa), Manoj sir, and his wife Deepti.

In the slow motion-like numbness, Kishen noticed Prateek and GeetaMa smiling at him and looking at each other. They were pranking him for his reaction. His eyes began to focus on GeetaMa, filtering out everything and everyone else.

She sat in front of him like a goddess personifying aged wine. It wasn’t until then that he got the chance to notice her appearance. Kishen hadn’t seen her that many times. Yet, images of how she looked about 4 years back—around the time of Prateek’s and Neetu’s marriage—flashed in his mind.

She was a slim elder who had to assume responsibility for heading her family. Her husband had become wheelchair-ridden. He remembered how she was conservatively clothed in thick and heavy cotton to amplify her maturity and boldness.

She barely gave importance to make-up and outward appearance of any sort. She looked driven yet corroded by visible signs of ageing as a result of stress. It was from years of single-handedly running and raising a household comprising two sons and a disabled husband.

In stark contrast, the GeetaMa sat smiling in front of Kishen—with one leg over the other-sported glossy lipstick, mascara, and pink cheeks. Her layered make-up paralleled that of women 30-40 years younger than her. Kishen then noticed the purple-coloured semi-transparent silk saree she wore.

A distinctly lined sleeve-less deep-cut blouse that left no room for any bra underneath amplified her sexiness. Did she appear to be too cosmetic? Absolutely not! GeetaMa had aptly grown into her avatar. Her appearance never concealed her ageing but rather exhibited it gorgeously.

Her wrinkles adorned her face in just the right amount. Her flesh sagged just right. Her skin and face sported a certain kind of glow. Her smile had a flavour of carefree wisdom that only an older age could unlock.

“What a transformation! This is another dimension of a sexy goddess. I’ll explode if she even touches me,” Kishen realized in awe. The Goddess was quick to recognize the new devotee in Kishen. She acknowledged his devotion with a subtly different all-knowing smile.

Kishen was tempted to rub his face onto the skin that her saree revealed—her arms, elbows, wrists, hands, navel, neck, chest, cleavage. Even her toes and the soles of her feet dangling in the air. He desperately wished he had in his hand her panty that he had taken from Deepti the other day.

The thought of her panty tugged Kishen back to his senses. He soon became aware that everyone was watching him with just as much interest as the Goddess. But from being embarrassed, his mind was jolted into another obvious realization.

“GeetaMa, too, is in their circle. How else did her panty end up in that box? How did she transform? I have a feeling Neetu played a big role in her transformation. Who else is in the circle? How is her son cool with it all? God! I have a lot of questions. I can’t take it any more.” Kishen was feeling totally lost.

Kishen felt like a little lad who’d been lost in a growing maze. Just hours before, he felt like James Bond—ready to raid into a secret meeting—with a false sense of control. The ensuing action sequence didn’t turn out as he’d expected.

The courage he thought he had drained out on more than one occasion. He’d opened the shutters to the reservoir of love-lust he had for Usha aunty, Neetu’s mom. He re-discovered his bestial sexual self as he mouth-fucked his mom like a maniac.

He used both hands to bounce her head across the length of his young and throbbing medium-sized cock. Later, as karma would have preferred to have it, he’d inconveniently enjoyed being at the bitter-sweet receiving end of feminine fury in all its sexual might.

And just as he’d thought he’d seen (and heard) it all, he’d been subject to yet another spicy revelation. It appeared to unbox more questions than answers.

Overwhelmed, Kishen began to feel dizzy. He began to sweat. They noticed. Deepti got up in a hurry to fetch him a glass of water. He saw Neetu look at him, rather concerned. She leaned forward, kept her hand on his thighs and asked if he was alright.

“Go and sit on the sofa, Kishen. Be the witness, not the judge. Settle your mind, son,” spoke GeetaMa. Her finger pointed to the space next to Manoj sir on the adjacent sofa where Deepti had been sitting.

“Sure! But only after I’ve had a chance to suck on that lovely finger…” Kishen thought.

Like a ‘tube-light’ robot, Kishen did as the Goddess instructed. Just as he went and sat next to Manoj sir, Deepti came with a glass of water.

“Drink, Kishen! Small sips, take it slow,” GeetaMa said, looking at him with a wise smile. Emptying the glass in slow but continuous gulps, Kishen relaxed on the sofa. Seeing GeetaMa’s lusty elegance, he was smitten and horny.

But his dick wasn’t hard. He had just cummed a while back and has been cumming many times. Even his young dick needed time off. Leaning back on the sofa, Kishen stared at the empty ceiling for a while before closing his eyes.

“Kishen? Are you all right?” asked a concerned Deepti aunty.

“I am fine. I need to rest and process things. I prefer to be left here idle and nap for a while, please.” Kishen spoke, eyes closed.

“You really need to rest, beta,” said Manoj sir, breaking a laugh and patting on his thigh.

“Let me know if you need anything, Kishen,” responded Deepti. Kishen could hear her walking away.

He wondered what she was going to do, but he didn’t bother asking. He just wanted to lay there on the sofa with his eyes closed. Kishen continues to hear the sounds and conversations around him and makes sense of what’s happening.

“Prateek, will Abhay (baby) be safe with his badi dadi?” Kishen heard Neetu ask.

“Of course, dear, she will take good care of him,” responded GeetaMa.

“Then come, my love. Let’s go to my room. I need you along and all to myself. Ever since I delivered our son, I’ve been made to wait soo damn fucking long to be fucked. I’ve had to reclaim what I’ve been denied. And it means nothing without you. That’s why I called you here. I couldn’t wait for you to come home. I didn’t think you’d bring ma (Geeta).” Neetu says to Prateek.

“Go on, my son. Don’t keep your wife waiting.” GeetaMa says. Kishen could hear the couple getting up. While heading to Neetu’s room, they saw Deepti cutting vegetables in the kitchen.

“You didn’t have to, Deepti aunty!”

“Arrey, it is fine, Neetu. I am a bit hungry, and I am sure everyone will be.”

“Shall I help?”

“What? I am not going to make you wait even one second longer to be with your husband. God will punish me,” Deepti jokingly responds.

Breaking a laugh, Neetu responds, “After you’re done with cooking and eating, come to my room. We can feast on him together…”

“Deepti, do you need any help?” Kishen hears GeetaMa calling out from the sofa.

“No GeetaMa, I will manage.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure GeetaMa. Besides, there is one man here who hasn’t fucked anyone yet.”

“That would be me…” Manoj sir interjects before GeetaMa can ask who it is.

“Is it, Manoj sir?” GeetaMa asks, turning to Manoj sir, who was sitting next to Kishen on the adjacent sofa.

“Yes, Geeta. I like to take my own time.”

Hearing Manoj sir address her as ‘Geeta’ and not GeetaMa makes Kishen realize he’s probably older than her.

“He can’t be elder to her by many years, max-to-max a few years.” Kishen thought to himself.

Kishen heard Manoj sir and Geeta talking. Their conversations morphed from initially being formal in tonality to being friendly to flirtatious. They conversed about each other’s sexual adventures and preferences.

Overhearing their conversations, Kishen was sure they hadn’t yet had the chance to indulge with each other or together. They couldn’t get the timings or occasion right. Both the adults formally acknowledged how the time, setting, and mood for sex—especially for group sex or even threesomes—can be hard to align.

GeetaMa talked highly of her DIL Neetu for introducing her to a ‘boundless world of sex.’ It was something she never imagined she’d ever get after her husband’s accident. Manoj sir, in response, shared how his family had been indulging with Neetu’s and Kishen’s for years. Kishen was the latest addition.

“What? Neetu took Kishen’s virginity? Hai Bhagwan! My DIL poaches everyone…” Kishen heard GeetaMa respond to Manoj sir.

“‘Everyone’? Who else?” Kishen wondered.

Manoj sir soon got up and headed to Usha’s room to fetch drinks. He surprised his wife—who was busy cooking in the kitchen with a drink. He then came back to the living room to GeetaMa. He thought Kishen was asleep, sitting on the couch.

Handing the drink to Geeta, Manoj sir took the opportunity to sit next to her. He continued sipping, talking, and flirting. There was something which surprised Kishen. Manoj sir’s demeanour.

There wasn’t even a trace of a ‘cuckold’ in the way he spoke and carried himself around GeetaMa. Neither were there any strict-man vibes that could be off-putting to any woman. Kishen could sense in Manoj sir the aura of a confident man who’s mastered the art of pleasing any woman.

It was as if the moment they began to speak, the man knew the woman would be begging him for more. The woman knew that with every word they exchanged, she was being drawn into his charm. It was a kind of charm that even his dad or Ramesh Uncle could not exhibit as well as Manoj sir did.

Manoj sir confessed to Geeta that ever since he got to sniff her panty through the circle’s mystery-panty-in-a-box game, he couldn’t wait to be with her. Through their conversations, Kishen came to know how the ladies had devised the game.

It was to give horny men a sense of variety while they masturbated or had one-on-one sexual indulgences. It was actually Savi’s (his mother’s) idea—a simple and erotically fun scheme. The ladies in the circle put their used panties in a box and passed it around.

But there was something else which Kishen wanted to know. The story behind how Neetu brought her hubby and his mother into the circle. With a beating heart, he longed for their flirtatious conversation to steer in that direction. The very idea and the possibilities in which it could have materialized aroused him.

Kishen heard GeetaMa laugh as if she suddenly noticed something funny. Manoj sir’s laugh followed. Kishen wondered what they were laughing at.

“Looks like somebody is sleeping with a throbbing bulge in their pants,” GeetaMa announced.

Kishen had unknowingly become hard, and his dick was pushing to be free. Caught red-handed eavesdropping on their conversation, Kishen had no choice but to break an embarrassed smile and look at them. That was when he saw how ‘different’ GeetaMa appeared.

She looked bloomed and smitten just by how Manoj sir flirted with her. As though talking with him made her blood rush to her face and skin, making her horny.

“I was not sleeping, just resting…”

“It’s ok, beta. No need to struggle to explain. So, you had a wild ride after beti (Neetu) poached you?”

“Ye…yes…GeetaMa, it was amazing.”

“He has a good dick and fucks vigorously,” Manoj sir chimed in.

“Is it, Manoj sir? I have to see it then. Kishen, beta, would you please show me?” GeetaMa says, leaning forward from the sofa.

“Remove your pants and come quick, Kishen,” Manoj sir said in an assertive by friendly way.

In seconds, Kishen had his dick presented before the Goddess’s face for her scrutiny and evaluation. Holding it gently with the tips of her thumb and fingers, she examined his cock. Her playfully exaggerated expression of admiration made Kishen proud.

“Young, throbbing dick, isn’t it, Manoj sir?”

“That’s what I told you, Geeta.”

“Beautiful. Today is my lucky day. Beti (Neetu) always manages to surprise me.”

Kishen begins to pant as GeetaMa continues with her teasing scrutiny of his cock. Kishen looks at Manoj sir, sitting next to her. Their eyes communicate.

“I’m sorry, Manoj sir, if I am being a cock blocker. I didn’t think I’d come this far so soon. She was supposed to fall for you,” Kishen’s eyes pleaded to Manoj sir.

“No worries, Kishen beta. No matter how hard the man may try, the choice is often the woman’s. The earlier you learn it and accept it, the better,” responds Manoj sir’s subtle facial expressions.

The sound of the pressure cooker whistle from the kitchen fills the intense silence in the room.

Kishen notices that Manoj sir, too, is very horny from flirting. He is now watching GeetaMa lift Kishen’s shaft and fondle the balls while playfully looking at him. She examines how far back his foreskin goes.

Even with the minimal pressure with which she’s holding Kishen’s shaft, a dew of pre-cum pops up at his cock hole.

Distracting everyone, Deepti comes from the kitchen with a bowl and spoon. In it is the curry she made just a while back (in the pressure cooker.)

“Ah, some people can’t wait to get fucked,” Deepti remarks sarcastically at the hornified-looking Manoj sir and Kishen. GeetaMa breaks a naughty laugh.

“You’re a lucky woman to have a very charming, very masculine husband like Manoj sir, Deepti,” GeetaMa compliments.

Deepti gives her a you-have-seen-nothing smile. “Here, taste this curry I made while you two were flirting endlessly,” she says jokingly. “Tell me how it is. And Manoj sir, tell me if the salt is enough.”

“Aha, my husband is also my salt checker,” GeetaMa adds, smiling at Deepti and Manoj sir. Her face was just centimetres away from Kishen’s cock.

Blowing into the bowl, she pours a spoonful of curry into the palms of Kishen, GeetaMa and Manoj sir, which they taste.

“Mmm, very nice,” says GeetaMa. Kishen nods in agreement. Just as Manoj sir was going to speak, the sound of heavy humping and moaning emanated from Deepti’s room.

“They are about to reach their climax,” Kishen says.

“Thank you for the brilliant deduction Sherlock. That’s the cue for me to eat and join them soon. Tell me, Manoj sir, how is the curry?” says Deepti.

“My palm was already pretty salty,” says Manoj sir with a naughty smile. “Can you give me to taste in your hand?”

Deepti makes Kishen hold the bowl, takes a spoonful of curry, blows on onto it, pours it onto her palm, and extends it towards Manoj sir. He seductively pulls her hand to his mouth with both hands. He then proceeds to slowly and erotically scoop up the curry with his tongue while glancing at GeetaMa.

“Deepti, I’m officially jealous of you now,” GeetaMa says. “The man is still erotically naughty.”

“Come on, GeetaMa, you know he is doing this to seduce you and not me,” Deepti responds with an isn’t-it-obvious tonality. “But I agree, the man may be many years older than me, but he is my age in the heart, or even younger,” she adds, running her hand over his face in adoration.

“Because of our age difference, people gossip about how loveless our marriage may be and how unhappy she, in particular, may be. If only those conservative, sex-starved humans could see our love and, more importantly, see me fuck her brains out and how well she supports me in my kink,” adds Manoj sir.

“Aww, that’s sweet,” GeetaMa adds in, completely forgetting about Kishen’s cock.

“Hey, now, Manoj sir, shouldn’t you be trying to butter GeetaMa instead of me?” Deepti jokes.

“I think I already placed my horny self in the palm of her hands. The choice is hers,” responds Manoj sir as he takes Geeta’s hand and extends it palm-side-up towards Deepti.

“Deepti, my dear wife, please pour a spoon of curry.”

After Deepti does as requested, Manoj sir brings GeetaMa’s hands towards his face and slowly licks the curry off her palm. He playfully licks it a few more times. “That tastes better. No need to add salt, dear.”

“You sure know how to make a woman feel right, Manoj sir. I’m impressed,” GeetaMa says to Manoj sir, with a craving in her eyes, which Kishen notices.

“True,” Manoj sir responds. “But now, can you make this young man feel right?” he adds, looking at Kishen.

GeetaMa looks at Kishen, waiting with his dick out and then back to Manoj sir. “Is this a test? Or a tease?” she asks.

“Whatever you perceive it to be,” responds Manoj sir.

With a naughty smile, she turns her face towards Kishen’s cock. “Watch, Manoj sir,” she says. She begins stroking Kishen’s tool back to a throbbing erection. “Deepti, can you drip some curry onto this lovely cock?” she requests. “It’s hot but tolerable, Kishen beta.”

All Kishen could do was nod in anticipation. Deepti dripped a drop of the warming viscous curry onto his tool—like how one would put sauce over a hot dog sausage. Kishen’s cock registered the harmless burn of the curry and sensed the engulfing warmth and wetness of GeetaMa’s mouth.

Kishen, Deepti and Manoj sir were impressed by how GeetaMa could deep-throat his entire tool in one go. She stood still for a few seconds with her forehead stuck to Kishen’s lower abdomen. She then pulled his dick out of her mouth in one go while her lips wrapped around it tightly.

“How did I do?” she asks, turning to Manoj sir and smacking her lips.

They eagerly wait for Manoj sir to deliver yet another response. Then, the sound of Neetu’s rhythmic moans transforms into an orgasmic scream.

“Splendid, Geeta. I’ll reward you by making you scream louder than how your son just made your daughter-in-law scream,” says Manoj sir.

GeetaMa blushes and breaks an elegant laugh. Deepti and Kishen exchange with each other the “I’m impressed” facial expression.

Kishen begins to feel the afterburn of the curry on his dick. He noticed some remnants of the spicy curry in the crevice between the foreskin fold and the head of his dick.

Recognizing his concern, GeetaMa wastes no time in pulling back his foreskin. Licking clean his dick tip, letting go only after a thorough visual inspection.

“Deepti aunty! We’re ready for you,” Neetu calls out from her room.

“Coming!”Deepti responds. “I’ve eaten the three chapattis I made. The dough is ready. Just make and eat. I have to go now.”

“Thank you, Deepti,” GeetaMa responds.

Deepti leaves the living room with the bowl and spoon and joins Neetu.

“Thank you, beta. You have a nice manhood. You can put on your pants now.” GeetaMa tells him with a wide smile, looking straight into his eyes. Then focuses her attention on Manoj sir. Kishen saw in her the intent to indulge with him without any ‘distractions.’

It took a while for Kishen to realize he’d been sidelined. “You look tired. Go eat the chapati and curry.” Manoj sir added before giving all his smiling attention to GeetaMa.

Kishen put on his pants quickly and left the living room. He wasn’t sure where to head. Behind him were two mature souls who would, at any moment, start fucking. In the closed room were Neetu, her husband Prateek, and Deepti aunty in a threesome.

In the room at the end of the passage slept his mother, his dad, the busty Goddess and former tuition teacher Usha aunty, and her husband.

Feeling rather left out, Kishen decided to head to Usha’s room and pour himself a couple of drinks. He subconsciously felt that downing a couple of pegs would make him an adult on par with the rest of the adults.

Entering Usha’s room, he saw Savi (his mother) and Usha aunty had gotten up. They were sitting on the floor naked, and legs stretched with drinks and cigarettes in their hands. The sound of their husbands snoring sound asleep filled the room.

The ladies smiled at Kishen and signalled him to come over. Closing the door behind him and heading over to them, Kishen felt silly for feeling alone moments back. Kishen sat respectfully next to them, cross-legged.

“Who came?” asked Savi as she began pouring Kishen a drink.

“GeetaMa and Prateek Bhai”

“What are they doing?” asked Usha aunty.

“GeetaMa is talking with Manoj sir in the living room. And Prateek bhai is with Neetu and Deepti in Neetu’s room.”

“Ha ha, they are already at it?”

Kishen nods with a shy-naughty smile while simultaneously admiring their naked busty bodies.

“I must go and see GeetaMa. Kishen, can you get the maxi I wore from the adjacent room?” asks Usha.

“I think they still think you’re sleeping. So let it be. Let’s have some chit-chat with my son.” suggests Savi.

“Yes, I long to be alone with you two,” Kishen adds, taking a sip from his drink.

Smiling, Savi offers him her smoke, which he takes, pretending to be reluctant.

“We need to do this more often,” Kishen says.

“Easier said than done, son. We’re all busy adults,” responds Savi.

“It may be hard to bring everyone together at once, but you can have me anytime if your mom is too busy for you,” jokes Usha.

Kishen smiles and looks at his mother, who gives him an authoritative-yet-shy smile.

“Is the party over for today?” Kishen asks.

“Well, I guess so. I’m assuming you’re all flushed out, and so are your dad and Ramesh Uncle. I’m sure GeetaMa, Deepti, and Neetu will suck the last drop of cum from Prateek and Manoj sir. So, we’ll be wrapping up very soon,” says Savi.

Kishen wanted so much to convey that he’s been left hanging by GeetaMa. He’s got one or two more shots left in him. But he was hesitant to speak up. He felt the two ladies may have had enough. But then Usha says, “I wish we had more cocks.”

To be continued. Feedback: [email protected].

Hello friends, let me write my story in Hinglish. Main 34 years old male from Chandigarh. Story ki heroine Priyanka (name changed) 48 years old. Jab main Priyanka ko mila tab meri age 26 saal thi, aur uski 48 years.

Main Priyanka ko peddlers mein mila, jaha par main beer ki promotion karne aaya hua tha. Priyanka apni 3 aur friends ke sath bar mein drink karne aayi hui thi. Main normally Priyanka ke paas gaya aur usko beer ke baare mein bataya, aur then usse ek game play karwayi, jo ki company ki side se thi.

Game mein Priyanka kuch jeeti hi nahi, but maine apni taraf se usko gift provide kar diya. And after that maine Priyanka ka number le liya form fill karne ke bahane. Jaise hi mujhe number mila, maine wo page faad diya, taaki number kisi aur ko na mile. Fir raat ko maine Priyanka ko text kiya.

Thodi der baat-cheet hone ke baad mujhe pata chala ki she was married and uske 2 bachhe bhi the. Maine dheere-dheere uski life ke baare mein poocha. Then mujhe pata chala ki Priyanka M.A. english thi. And khud ki company chalati thi. Mera interest aur bana ki chalo apna luck try karte hai, agar wo sexy lady girlfriend ban jaye to.

Raat 2 baje tak maine uske sath baat ki, aur baaton-baaton mein mujhe pata chala ki uski uske husband se banti nahi thi. Is baat ko confirm karne ke liye maine sone se pehle usko kiss ke liye bola, and to my surprise, she sent me a kiss.

Bas fir mera loda uske naam ke liye 90° stand ho gaya, aur maine milne ke liye next day hi plan bana liya. Mujhe Priyanka ne sec-17 se pick kiya, jaha hamne milne ka plan kiya tha. After then main Priyanka ki car mein baitha, aur hum chal pade lake ki taraf.

Lake jaate-jaate maine raat ki kiss ke baare mein poocha. To wo thoda sharma gayi. Doston lady sharma gayi thi. Ab main kaha is laddu ko chhodhne wala tha. Bas fir maine bhi Priyanka ka hath pakda. Usne ispe koi objection nahi kiya. Just coz ki usko khud ko sex ki bhookh thi kaafi saalon se.

Fir lake side car park karwane ke baad maine thoda usko apni taraf kheencha, aur lip kiss karne lag gaya. Thodi der struggle ke baad Priyanka bhi mood mein aa gayi, aur mujhe bhookhi kutiya ke jaise choosne lag gayi.

Bas fir kya tha, maine Priyanka ke boobs press karne start kar diye, aur uske garam lips ko ache se choosna start kar diya. Nazar baahar bhi thi, kyunki police ki car kabhi bhi patrolling karne aa jati hai. To kiss and boobs press karne ke sath-sath maine Priyanka ki chut par hath ferna start kar diya.

Is wajah se Priyanka ka trouser chut ke paas se wet ho gaya, and Priyanka tadapna start ho gayi. Time ki shortage hone ki wajah se maine usko relief provide karne ke liye fatt se uski seat ko neeche ki taraf kiya. Fir uske trouser ke button and zip open ki, aur panty ke upar se hi chut choosna start ho gaya.

Priyanka aise tadapna start ho gayi jaise ki pata nahi maine kon si dukhti rag ko touch kar diya ho. Uske baad Priyanka ki chut mein andar tak apni jeebh ko le-jana start kar diya.

Wo pagal ho rahi thi, aur aah ahh karne lag gayi. Usne mere sar par apne hath rakh liya, aur usko apni chut mein dabane lagi. Uski chut ka rass bahut swaad tha. Ek-dum nadi ki tarah beh raha tha paani uski chut se, jisko main saara pee raha tha.

Main chut choosne ke sath-sath uski jaanghen bhi daba raha tha. Wo gaand utha-utha kar chut chuswane ka maza le rahi thi. Fir maine uski shirt ke button khol diye, aur bra ka hook khol kar boobs baahar nikaal liye.

Kya shandaar kasse hue boobs the uske, ek-dum zabardast. Main boobs dekhte hi unke nipples par toot pada. Uske nipples bilkul akde hue the. Maine nipples ko muh mein daal kar choosna shuru kar diye. Aur wo mujhe apni aagosh mein leke boobs mein dabane lagi.

Wo aurat bahut kamuk thi, aur usme chudai ki pyaas bhi bahut thi. Kuch der boobs choosne ke baad main apni seat par baith gaya, aur apni pant khol kar pant aur underwear dono utaar diye.

Underwear nikalte hi mera lund spring ki tarah uchal kar baahar aa gaya. Usne mera lund dekha, to mujhe uski aankhon mein ek chamak si nazar aayi. Fir wo meri taraf dekhne lagi. Maine usko aankhon se lund ko muh mein daalne ka ishara kiya. Uske baal khule hue the. Usne dashboard se ek hairband liya, aur apne baal baandh liye.

Fir wo aage jhuki, aur mere lund ko apne hath mein liya. Usne lund ko thoda hilaya, jisse precum ki boond tope se baahar aa gayi. Fir usne mere lund ke tope par kiss kiya, aur precum chaat liya. Uske baad wo apni jeebh ko neeche ki taraf le-jaane lagi.

Wo upar se neeche mere lund ko chaat rahi thi. Mujhe uski jeebh ka ye sparsh acha lag raha tha, aur thodi gudgudi bhi ho rahi thi. Fir usne mere tope ki chuski bhari, aur dheere-dheere poora lund apne muh mein daal liya.

Wo itni ache se ye sab kar rahi thi, jaise koi professional randi ho. Jo bhi ho mujhe usse lund chuswane mein maza aa raha tha. Uske muh ki garmahat mere lund ko sukoon de rahi thi. Ab mera lund uske muh mein andar-baahar ho raha tha.

Main “ahh ahh” karne laga, aur usne lund choosne ki speed badha di. Wo poora gale tak lund leke jaa rahi thi. Ab wo zor-zor se lund choos rahi thi, aur mujhe lagne laga tha ki mera nikal jayega. Tabhi maine usko roka, kyunki abhi to mujhe usko chodna tha.

Lund uske muh se nikaal kar maine usko lund ko chut mein lene ke liye bola. Wo usi waqt apni seat se uth kar meri god mein aa gayi. Fir usne lund apni chut ke muh par set kiya, aur dheere-dheere ahh ahh karte hue us par baith gayi.

Aahh kya garmi thi uski chut mein. Chut tight bhi kaafi thi. Aisa lag hi nahi raha tha, ki wo chut kisi 2 bachho ki maa ki chut thi. Jab chut ko achi service nahi milti, to wo wapas se tight hone lagti hai.

Ab hum dono us sexy moment ko poori tarah enjoy kar rahe the. Hame police ke aane ki bhi tension nahi thi. Maine uske boobs choosne shuru kiye, aur wo mere lund par upar-neeche hone lagi. Bada maza aa raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha ki main car mein nahi balki jannat mein tha.

Dheere-dheere usne apni speed tez ki. Maine apne dono hath uske chootadon par rakh liye, aur usko upar-neeche hone mein help karne laga. Kuch hi der mein wo zor-zor se mere lund par uchal rahi thi. Wo upar hoti, aur fir zor se neeche baithti. Isse mera lund uski bachhe-dani ko touch ho raha tha.

Is process mein hum dono ko bada maza aa raha tha. Tabhi wo aah ahh karne lagi. Main samajh gaya tha ki wo jhadne wali thi. Lekin maine usko wait karne ke liye bola. Fir maine usko baahon mein kass liya, aur neeche se dhakke maarne laga.

Wo ahh ahh kar rahi thi. Ab ek sailaab aaya, aur hum dono ka paani nikal gaya. Dheere-dheere fir mera lund tight se soft ho gaya, aur uski chut mein se padup ki awaaz karte hue baahar aa gaya.

Ab uski chut mein se mera aur uska maal mix hokar baahar aa raha tha. Maine dashboard se tissue nikala, aur usko diya. Usne apni chut saaf ki, aur hum dono ne apne kapde theek kiye.

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Hi, this is Pratap. I am here with another story after Sirisha Reddy’s seduction. Let’s get into the story directly without wasting time.

On the morning of a beautiful day, I got a call from my friend Sam. I received his call, and he said, “Pratap, today my wife is coming to your company for an interview.”

“What! Sirisha is coming here?” I said with joy.

“Oh, wait for a little. I know that you have your eye on my wife,” he said with his intense voice.

Yes, what he said is right. My dick stands to salute her beauty. I love fucking her.

“Hello, hello…” Sam is shouting in the call

“Yes, yes,” I said

“Pratap, I want you to play with her and I want to watch that whole play. By the way, she doesn’t know that you have eyes on her assets. She doesn’t know that you are the boss there,” Sam said firmly.

“OK, Sam, while playing, if you feel anything uncomfortable. Please let me know, OK?” I said. “Sure, Pratap!” he replied.

Our HR Nisha already conducted a written test for them. I freshened up and went to my company in time. I checked all the details about the interviews. And I found Sirisha’s name on my personal assistant candidate’s list. So, I wanted to test her sluttiness.

She is very good at written tests. And she passed the test. I said, “Nisha! Keep Sirisha as the last name to come for the interview.” She nodded yes with her head.

I did the interviews with all the remaining candidates. Then I called Nisha and said, “The interview for this woman must be dick-hardening. I want to watch her live.”

Nisha went to Sirisha and said, “Sirisha, you are the final one to attend the interview. You have already passed the written test, so you need to hear and remember the instructions carefully. Now we will blindfold you, and some of us will remove your dress and make you nude.”

“What?” Sirisha shouted. Nasha caressed her and said, “All of the remaining members also went through the same tests. Personnel assistant is an asset for a company as well as your boss. So, they will check all the aspects before recruiting you.”

Test 2

“You will enter a room in which many people will be there nude as you. Some of them are male, and some are not. But everyone is blindfolded, roaming around. They may do anything to you, like they may touch you, kiss you and even fuck you. But you have to participate like a slut. And you can do anything to them. You will be blindfolded with a VR headset. The only thing is you should not do anything that will hurt them physically or cause bleeding.” Are you ready?” Nisha asked Sirisha.

Sirisha nodded his head in OK. Meanwhile, I prepared a video call for Sam. “Now, some of our people will come to you and undress you. Wear this headset now.” Nisha informed Sirisha.

Nisha wore a headset and stood in front of the room door. Nisha signalled me to take charge. I opened the room doors and switched on her headset as she could see many people sitting there nude (VR video). I pushed her from behind to move and closed the door.

In actuality, there is no one inside the room. But I want to make her feel like she is getting undressed in front of many people. Sam is looking at us in excitement. I started undressing her, kissing her shoulder. Firstly, she moved away, but I feel like she is trying to be normal.

So I pulled her again onto me and kissed her neck. I slid my hands into her pallu and started squeezing her tits. I started sucking her ear lobes, and Nisha removed her earrings. I came sucking her shoulder, and I unpinned her pallu. Her pallu fell, disclosing her 36c-sized fleshy cleavage.

That made my dick so hard. She turned herself towards me and tried to kiss me. But the headset made her fail to take my lips. Then I sat on my knees and started kissing her belly and her navel area. Then she is pulling me onto her navel by sliding her fingers into my hair.

I kissed her navel and pulled her saree folds. At once, her whole saree fell on the floor. I started kissing her navel area, holding her petticoat by sliding both my hands into the petticoat. They went directly into her panty. “Aah, ooh,” were the moans coming out of her mouth with a loud noise.

Sam took his dick out and was rubbing it with his own hands. I turned her around towards the camera through which her hubby was looking at her. And pulled her petticoat nada. Her petticoat fell on the floor. Then I made her sit on her knees and placed my dick at her lips.

She immediately took my dick into her mouth and started sucking. Sam started stroking his dick as she was moving her lips over my dick. I slid my fingers into her hair and started moving it, looking at Sam’s eyes. His eyes are asking me to choke her breath.

I pushed my dick to her throat and started choking her breath. She got choked and taped over my thigh. I release her to get some breath and push her. I made her suck my dick.

Meanwhile, Nisha came behind her and slid her finger into Sirisha’s panty and started fingering her pussy. “Uff, aah,” Sirisha is screaming like hell. Sam is stroking his dick more and more hard, looking at his slutty wife sucking my dick.

I held her by her hair and made her stand. Nisha pulled Sirisha’s panty and started fingering with her two fingers. I was pressing Sirisha’s tits over her blouse. I turned her towards the camera and was unhooking every hook, pressing her tits. Sirisha is moaning like hell.

“Have you ever tasted your pussy?” I asked Sirisha. She replied with “No.” I signalled Nisha to make her taste. Nisha got some of Sirisha’s pussy juice with her fingers and placed them on Sirisha’s lips. She sucked them as well.

Then she started saying, “Fuck me. I don’t know who you are, but fuck me!” I pulled her blouse off and made her sit over my dick, holding her in my hands and started fucking. It’s hard to push my dick fully into her pussy in one go, as it is just right enough.

I started pushing slowly in one go, then a second. After about 8 times, my unsuccessful pushing went in. Every time I push it in, she jumps up as a jerk because she couldn’t take that whole black dick in.

After the 10th push of my dick into her pussy Sam sprayed a layer of cum over his cam. We could not see his face. I started with the slow phase and increased after every push of my dick. Her sounds also. She started like moans, and they slowly became screams.

The whole room was filled with her moans. I fucked her holding in that position for about 15 mins. Meanwhile, Nisha unhooked Sirisha’s bra. Then I made her lie on the couch as a bitch. I pushed my dick again into her pussy to fuck her in a doggy position.

First, I started fucking holding her hair, then her navel. Her ass looks like an inverted love symbol. That made my dick more and harder. Then, I started controlling her by holding her pointed nipples. I love them. As I said earlier, she has a handful of melons.

And those are bouncing like hell. After fucking her for about 7 minutes in doggy. She cum over my dick. And then she stopped enjoying it. Nisha came there and started sucking my dick. After about 3 minutes, she made me enter Sirisha again and fuck her.

I lifted her onto me and sat on a stool just in front of a mirror. I made her up and down over my dick. For about 5 minutes, I cum in her pussy. I left her there nude and informed Nisha to make her available over the lunch table as a guest was coming. She smiled at me and said OK.

Test 3

Nisha said, “You will be served as food to your boss and his guest.”

“Oh god, now? Sirisha replied. “Yes,” Nisha said.

Nisha made Sirisha lie over the dining table and placed all varieties of food over Sirisha’s bare body. Like her pussy filled with chocolate and her navel with ice cream. Her tits were covered with vada filled with coconut chutney over her nipples.

She invited me as well as my guest. My guest is none other than Sam. Sam and I came into the dining hall, where we had Sirisha over the dining table. Sam was surprised, looking at her wife nude with food over her body. Then Nisha slowly removed Sirisha’s VR headset.

Then I held her by her shoulders and pulled her towards me. I said, “Sam if you suck that chocolate fully out of her pussy, I will appoint her as my PA. And after that, she will be my asset.”

After listening to the word Sam, she opened her eyes and tried to see who it was. But to her surprise, my hardened dick readily went into her mouth. My mouth was eating these wadas over her tits, sucking and biting.

Sam started sucking all the chocolate along with my cum in her pussy. I must say he is not a pro at sucking, but he tried his best. He just made her moan a little. I placed Nisha to eat ice cream over her body. After about 15 minutes of eating, the items were fully empty.

Nisha made Sirisha sit and said to get cleaned. Sirisha was looking at her hubby. She felt fear and anger. Nisha helped her to clean Sirisha herself. I handed over her clothes and made her wear them in front of us. I welcomed my PA with a long kiss.

Sirisha looked confused. “Your hubby is my friend. Would you like to join?” She accepted my offer by kissing me in return.

“Buddy, she is your slut from today onwards,” Sam said. Looking at his wife.

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Hello friends, my name is Ritu. This is a fictional story where a well-behaved girl turns into a slave of a loan shark due to her brother’s large debts. So now, without wasting time, let’s get to the story.

I am 23 years old, and my brother is 26 years old. I live with my brother in a flat which is on rent. Our father and mother passed away in an accident a few years back.

My brother’s name is Yash. He had tried a few businesses in the past, but they also failed this time. But this time, he took a loan of 5 lakh rupees from a loan shark.

Now, he was threatening my brother for the money he owed to a loan shark. We were tense about the whole situation and were thinking now what to do. The next day, Ramesh (a loan shark) came to our house asking for money.

My brother and I pleaded with him to give us some more time. Then my brother sent me to another room. Ramesh and their brother were discussing something about loans. After some time, Ramesh left, and I asked my brother what happened. But he was not looking well.

After some time, he called me and asked me to sit and listen calmly. I was getting a little nervous about the situation. Then he said to me that Ramesh had proposed to him something by which we could pay the whole loan. He would also give us the rent for the house.

I was very happy. But it was very short-lived, as my brother told me about the proposal that Ramesh made to him. I was in shock. The proposal was that I had to become his slave for a month. I was very angry at my brother. I was shouting at him about how he was even considering this.

But then my brother said, “We had no other way. We don’t even have money left to pay the rent of the house. If we don’t pay Ramesh back by the end of this week, he will sue us, and I can go to jail.”

I was almost crying. My brother said, “It is only a month, and it will pass by. Please accept this time. We have no option left.” I accepted that I would be a slave of Ramesh for one month. I was preparing myself for what was coming now.

I will have sex with Ramesh for one month now. But who knew that it could be worse?

My brother informed Ramesh that we have accepted the proposal. He informed me to pack my bags for one month and come to the given address the next morning. I reached the address with my bag. I knocked on the door, and Ramesh’s wife opened the door.

I was a bit surprised that she also knew about the slave proposal. Her name was Jiya. Jiya showed me my room. She seriously asked me that am I was okay with being a slave for one month.

She added, “It would not be as easy as you are thinking it could be painful at several times. You will also have to drink piss as a substitute for water for a day and many more such things.”

I was shocked after hearing all this. But as for my situation, I know that I cannot reject it. I said to Jiya that I was okay with that. She asked me a final time if I wanted to leave. “This time, you can still leave. After this, you will not be able to leave for one month and will have to obey their every order.”

I agreed, and she told me to get changed and then come to the hall. I changed and came to the hall, where both Ramesh and Jiya were sitting on the sofa discussing something. They saw me.

Ramesh said, “From now on, for one month, we will be your masters. You have to obey everything that we say. If you don’t obey our commands, then we will punish you or increase the duration.”

Then, immediately, as a first command, Jiya told me to undress. I knew it was coming. I removed all my clothes, tops, jeans, bra, and panties. I was covering my pussy with one hand and my boobs with the other. She told me to stand straight as they wanted to see me properly.

Ramesh, after looking at my boobs and pussy said, “So the slut is not a virgin Someone has already enjoyed her.” Jiya stood up and came near me, and started pressing my boobs. She inserted one of her fingers in my pussy and said to Ramesh, “The slut has not had sex for a long time.”

Then Jiya told me to unbutton Ramesh’s pants and start sucking his dick. I hesitated a bit, and then she shouted fast. So I unbuttoned the pants and removed his dick from his underwear, and started licking it a bit. Ramesh was enjoying it.

I started sucking his dick, some of it, not the whole. Suddenly Jiya grabbed my hair and pushed his whole dick in my mouth. For a moment, I was not able to breathe. Then she made me suck the whole dick until Ramesh came in my mouth.

I was about to spit it out, but then Ramesh said not to spit it out and swallow it. So I drank it all. Jiya gave me a collar and said to wear it around the neck. I knew it was for the dog, but I had to wear it.

She told me to go and have some rest in the room. I started to pick up my clothes and wear them. But Jiya said, “Who permitted you to wear clothes? You have to wear only that collar until we tell you to wear something.” I took my clothes and had some rest in my room.

Jiya called me for lunch. We had lunch together, then Jiya asked me to wash dishes and then come to her in the hall. I did the dishes and then went to the hall where Jiya was watching TV. She told me to be on my knees and start licking her pussy.

She was wearing pyjamas, so I pulled them, and she was not wearing any panties. She had a clean-shaven pussy, not a single hair on her pussy. Even I, who is younger than her, didn’t have that clean pussy. I started licking it, and I did it for some time.

Then Ramesh came into the hall, saw me licking Jiya’s pussy, and smiled. Ramesh pulled down his pants, and his dick was out now. He started to rub his dick around my pussy. I was getting more and more horny because it was after a long time I would be having sex.

Then he pushed his dick into my pussy in one go, and I cried, “Aah.” Jiya grabbed my hair and pushed my head into her pussy.

Ramesh was about to cum, so he pulled his dick out of my pussy and cum on the floor Jiya also came earlier. Now Jiya ordered me to lick cum of Ramesh and clear the floor. I started licking the floor, and it was clean in 3-4 minutes.

Then Ramesh told me to come to the bathroom. In the bathroom, Ramesh told me to sit down, so I sat down. Then he said, “You should take a shower.” I agreed with him, but then he started pissing on me. He pissed all over me. This was the reason he told me to come to the bathroom.

I was feeling gross since I was pissed all over. Jiya, who saw all of this, laughed and said, “This is just the beginning, darling.” She told me to have a bath and have some rest since it was new for me. Later on, there will be no time for resting.

After a while, Jiya came to my room with a dildo in her hand and immediately asked me to spread my legs. I did as she said. She inserted it in my pussy, pulling the dildo in and out very roughly. I asked her to please be gentle. Instead, she slapped me on my ass until it was red.

I came in a few minutes, and my ass was red and hurting. Then she left. I rested, and then Jiya called me to help for preparation for dinner. Then I helped her in the kitchen for dinner. We talked. She was friendly, and she also told me that I should enjoy this instead of resisting. Otherwise, it would be painful.

After having dinner, all of was were naked and watching TV. Jiya’s boobs were bigger than mine. Then Ramesh started fucking Jiya. I was so horny even watching it that I started fingering myself. Then Ramesh switched from Jiya to me and started fucking me.

I was enjoying this very much Jiya slapped me a few times on my ass. Ramesh cum on my body. Then Jiya started to lick the cum which was on my body, and then we kissed. For the first time, I kissed a girl. I responded, and then we sat down since everyone was exhausted after this session.

Then we headed to our rooms and slept. This was the end of the first day, and I was enjoying it.

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Sharon. She was fire, she was hell and heaven, she was the feeling of achievement, she was sexy, she was intelligent, she was bright, she was dark. Winning her was impossible and losing her was death.

When I first saw her in 2018, I was mind-dead. People skip heart beat but I skipped my heart!

She joined our office and the next moment, people started talking about her. Her boobs, her ass, her thighs, her eyes, her hair, her legs, her walk, her talk – everything was a topic. She was adored by every girl and shagged by every guy in the office. I remember, whenever I saw her, I just closed my eyes and felt her. She was not a Barbie nor a princess, she was queen, queen of love and lust and she knew her worth. She knew she was ruling the Lust land. Men were drooling and women were jealous and she was enjoying it.

My sex life was at its peak, I was fucking new girl every week.

I was fat, double chin, beer belly but highly active in bed. No big dick to brag about but I knew how to fuck. I fucked nicely.

I played football and did cardio, ate healthy and hence my testosterone levels were high. I was always ready for Old Monk and a good fuck.

It was September 2020. I was busy with football and I got a message.

Sharon: Hi. Please call me.

Without wasting a second, I immediately called her. It was regarding some official pending work. Later, we decided to meet for a cup of coffee near her home in West Pune. I had no intention to even touch her and meeting her itself was bingo for me.

At 8 pm, I was waiting near my hot colleague Sharon’s building gate to pick her up and that was when I saw her coming from my rear mirror. I could not believe my luck that I was going to drink with an angel. She was wearing a black top and blue jeans. Her hair was open, her eyes were big with kajal craved perfectly. Her lips were stiff. The way she walked made me stoned. I was not even out of my mesmerizing moment. She was inside the car and said, “Hello! Let’s go.”

I was shivering, but I acted very normal. I just wanted to impress her so that I could at least touch her once.

We went to Lonavla, shared a few thoughts, and had a few drinks. When she was talking, I was only admiring every inch of her. Sharon was so delicate yet so strong. With her words, she made me a lifetime fan of hers.

We were back and we were high on Old Monk. I dropped her and while dropping her, I just hugged her. I was embraced in delight. I felt my soul leaving my body in joy. That was when I kissed her neck and I was blessed by Eros, the lust god.

I turned horny and my dick turned into stone. The blood was building pressure near my crotch. I could feel my dick growing big and bigger.

One thing I was sure the moment I dropped her was that I wanted to take out my dick and shag, shag till I was dead!

And then the magic words came out.

Sharon: Do you want to come upstairs?

I was lost. I was killed alive. I was rejuvenated.

We went upstairs. My hot colleague gave me a glass of water which I badly wanted. My throat was dry. My feet were cold. Now I was not high on Old Monk, but high on her intoxication. I knew I will kiss her neck. But what happened next was once in a lifetime moment.

I stepped into her bathroom. I was sure something crazy will happen, but the anticipation was making us more horny and erotic. Even after a fucking session of 45 minutes, none of us were tired. Sharon turned in the shower with warm water and then when I saw my angel under the shower, that was a million-dollar view. The water falling was on her body and sprinkling out. I was amazed to see such a thing with my naked eye. I was seeing something that 99% of the world will not see.

My beautiful colleague girl’s boobs were stiff. Her hair was wet and her waist was shining. I was feeling blessed and started caressing my dick. To my surprise, she bent down and started stroking my dick slowly. Then she took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it with her sexy lips.

I could not control anymore. We both lied down on the wet floor and were sucking and licking each other like there was no tomorrow. She had turned into a wild lioness. My hot colleague sat on my dick and started riding on me. It was the most memorable thing to see in a lifetime. She was riding me, her boobs were bouncing and her expressions were killing. She was biting her lips too. I was moaning loudly.

Forgetting that we were in the washroom, we both were moaning loudly. The pleasure was at its peak. Her pussy was rubbing my dick from the inside. It was vibrant, it was dominant. Her pussy was dark pink. Now I pounced on her. I was biting her pussy and eating it raw. I just wanted to eat that whole sexy thing.

I was so engrossed with it that I had to pull my face off to breathe. It was as smooth as butter and as fine as wine.

I fingered and licked while lying there in the washroom. Then Sharon took me inside again. We were drenched in the water and we again started with a missionary pose. It was 4 am. She whispered in my ear, “Hope you enjoyed” and I whispered back, “Yes..Can I cum inside you?”

She said, “Ahhhhh hmmmm..”

I increased my speed and density. I could feel the movements in her pussy, it was holding back my dick. I could feel my colleague was discharging a lot. She was silent, dead silent and smiling and the next second, I cummed.

I wished that the night never ended. Still, I could not believe my luck that I actually fucked Sharon, my dream woman. She was really happy with my fucking skills. We lied down for a few hours and smooched in between during the whole night. In the morning again, we had a quickie and left.

After a month, I got a call from her asking if I was free again. She left me speechless when I got to know why she was calling me. This time, she had different plans!

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Deepa said, her voice breaking with hard pounding by Sunil, her father-in-law, “My brother is just a boy.”

Vani, who came into the room to remind them about lunch and to complete fucking quickly, laughed and said, “Rohit is in the final year of B.Tech. Is he a boy? What about Divya and you, Deepa? You are only a couple of years older. He must be already fucking or masturbating a lot.”

Suddenly a few images flashed in Deepa’s mind, all women bending, naked, and her brother Rohit fucking all the cunts one by one. Deepa was quite excited and whispered in Sunil’s ear, “Uncle, I want to ride you.”

Sunil said, “Sure,” and they turned upside down. Deepa fucked with such force and intensity that Rahul and Pratyusha stopped fucking and watched in awe.

Deepa milked her FIL’s cum from cock and collapsed on him, panting. Deepa shrank in shame as everyone clapped and appreciated.

Later, as all were having tea, Sushma said, “Now, since Deepa is also enthusiastic about her brother Rohit’s inclusion, let us plan.”

Deepa said hurriedly, “No, I never said yes.”

Divya laughed and said, “No, Akka. Your cunt voted for you.”

All laughed, and Vani said, “How to induct Rohit? He is in a hostel in a different town. He has college also.”

Deepa said, “Yes, so let us drop it for the time being. He is in his final year. We should not disturb him.”

Anita said, ” Nonsense, once he starts fucking, his grades will improve. He won’t waste time in the bathroom masturbating.”

Vani said, “Yes, Anita is right. I had a friend in college, a Gold medallist. She used to have 3 cocks fucking her when she prepared for exams. She said her brain worked best when a cock was pounding her cunt.”

Deepa thought of a way to avoid her bro joining the group and said, “OK, but none from our house should initiate the seduction. I can’t face my brother.” She looked at them triumphantly.

Pratyusha said thoughtfully, “She has a point.”

Anita said, “Then, Raj is our option. But he may not agree.”

Sushma asked, “Why?”

Anita said, “Raj doesn’t like to chat with men. He says men talk cheaply about women who enjoy fucking, and he can’t stand it.”

Vani asked, “Anita, why don’t you just ask him and see?”

Anita pinged Raj.

Anita: Hi, Raj.

Raj: Hi, darling. Deepa is enjoying with all?

Anita: Yes, she is in great demand. Men are very excited to fuck a tight cunt.

Raj: Great, congrats.

Anita: Thanks. Now, we want her brother Rohit to join us.

Raj: Wow, it is just a cakewalk for you. You can seduce him like you seduced Rahul.

Anita: Yes, the problem is Deepa doesn’t want anyone from our house to initiate it.

Raj: Then, how do you plan to do it?

Anita: You. You are going to be his chat friend and inspire him.

Raj: I am sorry, you know I can’t do it. First, I don’t chat with men. Second, I respond to fan mail, and so far, I have not sent friend requests to any man.

Anita: Raj, there is a first time for everything. I am giving Rohit’s ID. You chat with him and get him excited.

Raj: Hey, this is not fair. How can I do it?

Anita: I love you, dear. Get going. All the best.

Rohit sighed after he ejaculated in the bathroom after pumping fast. He washed, came out and sat at his table in his room to resume reading. He thought desperately, “How can I get her out of my mind?”

Rohit’s sister Deepa was married recently. All the women on her brother-in-law Rahul’s side were very beautiful and sexy. But Rahul’s cousin sister Anita was drop-dead sexy, and she resembled Deepa. She talked and walked like Deepa.
A few days before marriage, one day.

Rohit hugged Deepa from behind, kissed her neck and said, “Akka, how can we manage without you? I will miss your slaps when you wake me up.”

When Deepa laughed, Rohit jumped in shock. He realized he had hugged Anita and not Deepa. Anita wore Deepa’s saree since coffee spilt on her saree. Rohit panicked and begged Anita not to tell Deepa or his parents. Anita teased him and laughed.

The next day, Rohit’s mom, Renu, went shopping with Anita and dragged Rohit. Rohit’s clothes shopping was planned. Anita parked her car in a side street and told them that an auto would be better for shopping since parking was a big problem.

Renu first entered, and then Rohit. Just before Anita stepped into the auto, her car keys slipped and fell. As Anita bent to pick up, her pallu slipped. Rohit’s eyes were glued to her splendid cleavage. Anita took a little more time to cover her boobs and sat next to Rohit.

Rohit had a massive, painful hard-on and had no way to cover it up. Anita acted as if she didn’t notice. Renu missed this since she was on a video call with Sushma on mobile. She was looking at her screen. The auto ride was a sweet torture for Rohit.

Anita turned to Renu and was talking. Whenever auto drove over a speed breaker or suddenly braked or speeded up, Anita’s soft yet hard and warm tit pressed on Rohit’s arm. This was the first experience for Rohit, and his entire body and cock were on fire.

He stopped breathing and tried to keep his face expressionless. But Anita was her usual, energetic self, joking and talking normally. Rohit’s mom was also enjoying Anita’s company. When the auto ride ended, Rohit was relieved and disappointed at the same time.

When they got down, while paying the auto driver, again Anita’s pallu slipped. The auto driver stared at her cleavage unabashedly. Rohit enjoyed the view, acting as if he didn’t observe. Renu was unaware of Anita’s flirting since Anita’s timing was good. During shopping, Anita teased Rohit a lot.

She would whisper in Rohit’s war, “Shall I tell your mom that you hugged and kissed me?” Rohit would panic and plead,” Akka, please don’t. Amma will kill me.”
Anita would shout, “Aunty, you know what Rohit did?” sending Rohit into panic mode. When Renu asked what it was, Anita gave her chocolate bars and said, “Rohit bought chocolates for us. Isn’t it so sweet of him?” He met Anita many times until marriage was over, but never alone.

Still, Anita managed to flash cleavage, boob side profile and deep, sexy navel.
So, masturbation imagining Anita had become a daily routine for Rohit. He imagined Anita when he read sex stories. His favourite was the Ishika series.

When he switched on his laptop, a new message popped up: a mail from Raj.
He opened it and read, “Hi, I think you are an Ishika fan. I am attaching her latest story. Please ignore and delete if you are not an Ishika fan. Regards, Raj.”

Rohit stared in disbelief. He sent a few emails to Ishika, but she never replied. It didn’t occur to him that he could have sent fan mail to Raj. He sent a reply, thanking him for sending a new story.

He asked if he would chat with him. Raj said sure, only if Rohit would not ask him to recommend him to Ishika.

Raj: Hi, how are you? Did you like Ishika’s stories?

Rohit: Yes, Thanks very much. She is everyman’s dream.

Raj: Are you married?

Rohit: No, I am in my final year of B.E.

Raj: Oh, OK

Rohit: Ishika and other stories are all fiction?

Raj: No, if it is fiction, I will mention it. Ishika made me re-write when I added some spice to one story.

Rohit: Oh, I thought such women existed in men’s dreams and imaginations.

Raj: Shall I tell you a secret? There is Ishika in every woman. The problem is a woman has to experience the real thrill and joy of fucking to unlock her.

Rohit: I don’t believe it. Do you mean all orthodox aunties and akkas can fuck like Ishika?

Raj: Yes. But they live entire lives without experiencing the joy of fucking and hate sex. Are you a virgin?

Rohit: Yes. I want to remain one until I settle into a good job.

Raj: Same mistake many people make, postponing pleasure. By the time you marry when you are in your 30s. You would have missed all the fun. Anyway, do you have any GF?

Rohit: No. I had GF for a short period, but now no one.

Raj: Did you like Ishika’s stories?

Rohit: Yes, awesome.

Raj: The problem with men is that women send many signs to convey they are interested. But men are either scared or do not understand the signals. My advice is, if any woman or girl shows interest, grab the opportunity. Don’t let it pass.

Rohit: No, for me, my career comes first. Also, I want to be a virgin at the time of marriage.

Raj: Hmm. Suppose today a gorgeous girl or woman seduces you. Will you resist?

Rohit: Haha. Fat chance.

Raj: Come on, you are not living in a jungle. Your classmate, neighbour, aunty or a relation must be showing interest in you subtly, like dropping pallu, smiling seductively.

Rohit: My sister got married recently. My brother-in-law’s cousin sister’s pallu slipped a few times accidentally. I don’t think she did it purposely.

Raj: Women are very careful. They pin pallu to the saree with safety pins. They drop it only when they want.

Rohit: I am your fan. I like your stories, but I don’t like the way you talk about my Akka. I respect her a lot. Good night.

Raj: Good night, hypocrite. Sleep and have wet dreams about your Akka. If she flirts, it doesn’t make her a bad person.

Raj pinged Anita.

Anita: Hi. Did you chat with Rohit?

Raj: You little devil, you have already flirted with him, flashed boobs?

Anita: Haha. Harmless flirting.

Raj: I laid the foundation. Where does Rohit go at weekends?

Anita: To his parents’ house, they stay in the same town as Sushma’s.

Raj: Ask Rahul to invite Rohit to spend time with his sister and him this weekend and come over. Rahul, Deepa and Sachin will go out shopping or to the movies, leaving you both alone.

Anita: Good idea, I have a better idea. I will take Rohit for shopping and movies and flirt with him. This week I won’t fuck him.

Raj: Good. Plan accordingly.

Rohit was surprised when Rahul and Deepa called him and asked him to spend a weekend with them. Rohit said that he didn’t want to disturb the newly married couple, and his parents would not agree.

Deepa laughed and said, “I already talked to Appa and Amma, and they said OK, so come over to Anita Akka’s house.”

When he heard Anita Akka’s name, he felt his cock become hard, recalling the feeling of her boobs on his arms and the sight of her voluptuous boobs. A stab of guilt feeling followed this feeling. He pinged Raj.

Rohit: Hi. This weekend, I am going to visit my sister and BIL.

Raj: Great, any chance of meeting your Akka? BIL’s cousin?

Rohit: Yes, I am going to Akka’s house only. Sis and BIL are staying with them.

Raj: Wow. But Akka’s hubby will be there? She has a son also?

Rohit: Akkas’s hubby’s dad passed away, so he is at native to be with her and look after properties. Why do you say, ‘Wow’? Akka is very orthodox. Nothing will happen. I am just going to visit.

Raj: Hmm, in case something happens, grab the opportunity. I am sending you Ankita’s stories. Hope you will enjoy during your travel. Good night.

The next day, Rohit’s feelings were all mixed when he travelled to Akka’s city by train. The ride was 3 hours. Excitement, anxiety, and joy all were mixed up. How wonderful would it be to fuck Anita Akka! To pump cum in her cunt rather than pump with his hand and cum in the bathroom?

His cock became hard at the thought, and again, guilt feeling brought it down. His sister Deepa was recently married. Her marriage could run into a storm if Anita Akka complains or if it backfires.

He remembered Raj sent him a story. He started reading. It was the story of Ankita, a sexy girl who enjoys fucking many cocks. Her brother and his friend look at her through a restaurant glass.

The friend comments that bitch fucks anything that moves. Brother is angry and about to shout at him. The friend says let us follow her and see how she fucks. They follow her to a building under construction and see her fucking. The story goes on: Ankita seduces her brother and parents.

Rohit was so horny that he was tempted to masturbate in the washroom. But train toilets are not very clean. His heart was hammering when he rang the doorbell.  Anita opened the door and smiled broadly, welcoming him with a tight, very tight hug.

He felt her warm, plush tits press hard on his chest, and he was sure Anita must have felt the kick of his cock. Deepa and Rahul welcomed him warmly. Sachin was a friendly kid. He jumped onto Rohit’s lap and told his school stories as if he had known Rohit for a long time.

They had lunch and played carroms and watched cricket for a while. Anita told Deepa that she would take Rohit shopping and to the movies. Rahul assured them that they would look after Sachin and told them to enjoy.

Anita said, “Rohit, Let us go by scooter. We won’t have trouble parking.” Rohit did not answer. He was admiring Anita’s curves. Her lemon-yellow colour saree was trying to hide, and she blushed when everyone laughed.

Deepa joked, “Anita Akka, be careful and bring my bro back safely.”

As Anita drove the scooter, Rohit sat behind her, carefully avoiding touching her. After some time, Anita stopped and asked,” Rohit, do you have a driving license?”

Rohit said, “Yes, Akka, I always carry it in my wallet.”

Anita said, “Good, you drive. I will enjoy the ride.”

Rohit gasped as Anita’s boobs pressed on his back. He slowed down when the scooter went over a ditch or speedbreaker. Anita encircled an arm around Ronit’s waist for support. A few times, her hand slipped and rubbed on his hard-on.

When they arrived at a shopping mall, Anita bought a couple of T-shirts for Rohit and a night dress for Deepa. She asked him,” Do you like it? I think it will fit Deepa. We are of the same size.”

Rohit stared at the sleeveless short nightgown. It was very transparent and would hardly cover the cunt or buttocks.

Rohit said, horrified, “My sister will never wear this.”

Anita laughed and said,” Come on, your sister wears nothing at night, this is better than nothing,”

Then, they went to a movie. Anita booked corner seats in the last row. After half an hour, Anita quietly held his hand in hers and kept it on her thigh. Rohit’s body was on fire. His mouth ran dry as her warm thigh heat was passing through his hand.

With superhuman restraint, he sat quietly and talked to her normally. When they returned, they had dinner, watched a movie on TV and went to sleep. Rohit masturbated in the bathroom and slept fitfully.

The next morning, Anita again tormented him with tight hugs, flashes of cleavage, boob side profiles and navel show. Deepa laughed at Rohit’s embarrassment and said, “Bro, Akka is fun-loving and joyful and plays pranks all the time. She hugs my hubby, too. Relax.”

In the evening, after tea, Rohit left for his hostel, and all gave him a warm send-off. Anita again gave a warm hug and whispered in his ear,” I added you in WhatsApp. Chat with me when you are free.” Rohit felt he was flying in clouds.

Rohit pinged Raj when he went back to the hostel. He told Raj what happened and concluded, “Don’t tell me Anita Akka is sending signals.”

Raj: Are you nuts? What else was doing, hugging, holding hands, pressing boobs on your back on the scooter?

Rohit: She is fun-loving, and she hugs Deepa’s hubby, too.

Raj: OK, will you do one thing to decide if she is sending signals or not?

Rohit: What?

Raj: Ask her, “Akka, can I ask something?” She will say, “What?” You say, ” Akka, recently, my friend gave me erotic stories. I enjoyed reading. Is it wrong?”

Rohit: My God, you are mad. She will kill me.

Raj: That is the point. How will she react? If she gives you a lecture on morals, say sorry. Don’t talk on the phone. Send a WhatsApp message. Are you chatting with her? Do it now.

Rohit: You are going to get me killed. I know. OK. I will ask.

Raj: OK. I will wait.

After ten minutes, Rohit pinged Raj. Raj knew what had transpired, became he was in touch with Anita also.

Rohit: Raj, I can’t believe it. You know what Akka said, “It is natural. It is abnormal if you don’t enjoy it. Everyone reads.”

Raj: See? Now, proceed without any fear. Send her Ishika stories.

Rohit: Hmm, OK. Thanks.

Anita was an expert in seduction. She led Rohit slowly and brought him out of his shell. She has to ensure that he does not think cheaply about her and, at the same time, arouse him.

Anita had already read the stories and talked about the plot. By the time the next weekend arrived, Rohit was fully charged. They were exchanging hugs, kisses, and I love you.

When Rohit was on the train, he remembered Raj and felt guilty for not updating him and pinged.

Rohit: Raj, I am sorry, I was busy.

Raj: No problem. I know how excited you are.

Rohit: Yes, she loved all the stories I sent and asked me more.

Raj: Now, you send her Ankita’s stories and Anita’s story. First part.

Rohit: No way, she will think I am perverted.

Raj: Trust me, send her and ask her to read before you reach.

Rohit: Hmm, I don’t know how she will react.

Rohit started in the afternoon after submitting assignments. It was evening by the time he arrived. When Rohit pressed Buzzer, he heard Anita ask, “Who is it?”

Rohit replied, “It is I, Akka. Rohit.”

Anita asked, “Are you alone?”

He said yes. Anita opened the door. When Rohit entered, Anita quickly closed the door. Rohit’s jaw dropped as his eyes feasted on her awesome cleavage through a transparent layer of light blue saree. She was drop-dead gorgeous.

As she hugged him tight, this time, he did not hesitate and hugged her back and rubbed his cock on her crotch. Suddenly, he remembered about his sister and moved away, “My god. Where is Akka? She will kill me.”

Anita laughed and said, “I sent them to stay with my hubby’s sister’s family along with Sachin. They will come tomorrow evening.” Rohit hugged her tight again and said, “Akka, I love you so much.”

They fooled around for a while, and she said she would change over into something comfortable. Rohit pinged Raj.

Rohit: Hi. Raj, an amazing thing happened. Akka and I are alone.

Raj: Great, I told you. Now you can enjoy it without any doubts.

Rohit: I am nervous. My heart is beating so loudly, I think it will be heard in the next street.

Raj: Relax, praise her beauty, how much you love her and kiss her on the cheeks.

Rohit: She may slap me.

Raj: She won’t. She led you this far. Now you have to take charge.

Rohit: My God, Raj, you know what she is wearing? That short night dress she bought for my sister. Wow, she is almost naked. The dress is so transparent, and only her bra and panty are there. I have not seen so much naked flesh in my life so close.

Raj: Now, enjoy.

Anita came near him, turned around, raised her hands above her head, struck a sexy pose and asked, “Do you like my dress?” Rohit was speechless, quickly recovered, hugged and praised her beauty. Anita felt shy and said thanks and made him sit at the dining table and fed him.

Rohit got bolder by the minute. At dinner, she fed him, standing very close to him. He also fed her. Rohit got bolder by the minute. She stood so close to him. Her boobs were in front of his face. He ran his hands on her legs, thighs, waist, and buttocks.

He was hesitating to touch boobs, though Anita was lightly pressing boobs on his face. He kept repeating, like a parrot, how beautiful and sexy she was and how much he loved her. He also fed her, and when both were feeding ice cream to the other, ice cream was smeared on her lower lip.

Rohit licked and kissed her and said, “Sorry.” Anita smiled and purposely smeared ice cream on his lips, licked, kissed and said, “Sorry.” They played for a while, then stopped all pretences and kissed hard. Anita placed Rohit’s hands on her tits and pressed.

Rohit needed no further encouragement. He removed her dress, and Anita pulled off his shorts and underwear. They went to the bedroom naked without breaking the kiss. Rohit was too excited and was in a hurry to do everything at the same time, sucking, licking and kissing.

Anita understood his confusion, and Rohit ejaculated after a few strokes and spilt cum on her boobs. Rohit was depressed and said, “Sorry, Akka.” Anita hugged, kissed him, gave him confidence and guided him.

Next fuck, he was better, and by morning, he was fucking with confidence, and Anita also was enjoying a lot. The next day morning, Rohit fucked Anita again two times and left before Deepa, Rahul and Sachin returned. Rohit was scared to face his sister.

In the night, Rahul was fucking Deepa and Anita. Anita was sucking Deepa’s boobs as Rahul was pounding Deepa when he said, “I am imagining Rohit fucking you, darling.”

Deepa slapped him and shouted, “How shameless you can be? I won’t allow my brother to touch me.”

Anita laughed and said, “Wait until you see how great your brother fucks. You will spread your legs for him.”

To be continued.

All the relatives had our dinner, and we were chit-chatting about all the things in the family. It was then Akash who signalled me to come to the side. Once I went there, he had his hand over my waist and started to press it.

He said, “Haritha, I am unable to control myself. I want to feel and know if your pussy is still warm as it used to be.”

His words were turning me on so much that I moaned. “Ah, yes, Akash, it is still the warm pussy that you fucked years back. But it is scared of the huge snake that you have got. It begs you to use it hard, but please be gentle as it’s scared.”

Listening to my words made him hot as well. He placed his hand over my pussy from above the saree and pressed it. I moaned, and he said, “I could feel its warmth, Haritha.” I replied, “Make it cool, Akash, drill it with your huge dick and cool it down. I am waiting for your hard dick.”

Akash was horny due to my words, and I was getting horny as he was pressing and rubbing my pussy. We could no longer hold on, and we kissed each other. We sucked each other’s lips alternatively, and we opened each other’s mouths to explore them. Our tongues played with each other till we were short of breath.

We moved apart to take a breath. We heard someone coming, so we just walked away from there normally as if nothing had happened. We were looking at each other and teasing each other throughout the discussions there. While we spoke only, we understood that we were talking to each other indirectly.

It was around 10, and we resumed our rooms. Akash handed me a packet, and when I opened it, it was a baby doll dress. It was a sky blue colour see-through. I wore it in the bathroom, and it was amazing to me as it matched my skin tone. My nipples are clearly visible through it, and also the little bush over my pussy.

When I came out from the washroom, my son was there on the bed, and one look at me, he had his mouth open wide. As the dress was showing most of my boobs and ended up just below my pussy. He asked, “Wow, mom, you look stunning. Who gave you this dress?” I asked him, “Guess who it might be?”

“I get it, it’s the fucker Akash. Where are you going? If someone sees you like this, they will not leave without drilling your holes for sure.” I told him that Akash asked me to come to the terrace, so I was going. My son said, “Mom, I also will join and watch everything he does to you, please.”

I told him, “No, Shyam. Are you slowly turning into a cuckold, or what? The other day, too, you watched your friends fucking me, and you masturbated. So no!”

But Shyam again said, “Mom, the terrace is a risky place. I will be at the entrance watching. Mind if someone catches you guys there, it would be a problem.”

I thought for a while and said, “Okay, but maintain distance from me till I go to the terrace.” I wore my nighty over the dress and went to the terrace. Akash was already there, and he was smoking. I knocked on the terrace door to let him know that I was there.

He turned towards me, and his face dropped as I was wearing the nighty. A mischievous smile appeared on my face. I slowly raised my nighty, taking it off. Now I stood in the baby doll dress, and his eyes lit up. There was a cool breeze, and I loved the climate. He came near me and pulled me towards him.

My boobs were touching him, and he pulled me closer. We hugged, and he kissed my neck slowly. It was a gentle kiss, and it aroused me a lot. Even though I liked and loved the rough handling, his gentle touches were turning me on more and more.

I moaned as he licked my neck and moved down to my cleavage. His beard tickled me, and I was enjoying it. He gently placed his right hand over my pussy and played with the hair above it. I started to get wet, enjoying the things he was doing with me.

He took me to a corner where there was already a mattress placed. He made me sleep on that while he started to kiss my legs and licked them slowly coming up. It was so cool on the terrace. As Akash licked my legs, starting from the toe made me moan with chills running over my body.

I was in a pleasure that I cannot describe. He came over to my thighs, kissed them and licked them. He said, “Your thighs became fat, but still, they are in shape.” Saying he bit my right thigh.

He came near my pussy and smelled it. The thong I wore was already wet near my pussy. He pulled it aside and saw my wet pussy. He said, “Even your pussy had gained some weight. How many fucked you till now apart from me and your husband?” I was in shock hearing that, and the pleasure came out.

I said, “No one, only you two fucked me till now.” Phat, a strong slap on my pussy and I screamed. Then, the second one. Akash turned violent and pulled me by my hair, making me sit. He caught my cheeks and asked the same again. I nodded as no one, and this time, he slapped me on my face.

Tears came to my eyes, and I was looking at him with a sad face. Akash then said, “Look, Haritha, I knew you were a slut. I was so young and not aware of how to do sex then. But you used me. I love to use sluts well. So tell me, how many dicks did you ride till now.”

I thought there was nothing to hide and confessed, “Quite a few I rode till now.” Akash was horny listening to that and asked me again, “So tell me, whose dick did you like the most and who treated you like a whore that you truly are?”

It’s time to recall for myself whom I enjoyed the most. Upon thinking, I realised it was my son’s dick I enjoyed the most and the rough fuck he always gives me. So I lowered my head and said, “Shyam.” Akash was shocked, and his dick was rock hard. He stuffed his dick in my mouth and started to fuck my mouth.

He was moaning, “I knew you were a bitch like my mom. You always like the young dicks. Lucky bastard Shyam got to fuck the hottest ones in the family and his mom. Even my mom is the same as you, bitch. She loves the young cocks.” I was in shock hearing that and still gagging over his dick.

He pulled his dick and slapped me with it. He said, “Didn’t understand?” I nodded my head, and he said, “Yes, even my mom slept with my friends when I was away from home. She got gangbanged many times till I knew, and once I knew, I filled her holes on a regular basis.”

I was really shocked. My sister Shailaja has always been a traditional and innocent woman. I was still thinking while he tore my dress and made me come in doggy style. Without any intimation, he pushed his dry dick into my ass hole. I screamed my lungs out in pain.

He was laughing and pulling my hair back and pushing again. His dick was completely in, and he waited for a few minutes. He lay over me and caught my boobs which were hanging below. He began to fuck my ass which was so rough and painful at the start.

But slowly, I started to moan with one hand on his head, playing with his hair. I looked behind us and saw my son watching us. He pulled out his dick and played with it. I called him, and once he reached us, Akash shouted, “Ah, here comes the mother fucker.”

I caught my son Shyam’s dick and took it in my mouth while Akash fucked my ass. They both were fucking me so good.

Akash asked Shyam, “Bro, you know I was the first one to fuck your mom after your father? She got really good holes, bro. Her ass was so hot and tight, like a virgin pussy.” Shyam replied, “I only opened its seal, bro, and since then, I fuck this bitch as my slut whenever and where ever I want.”

They were talking about me while I sucked my son, and Akash fucked my ass. Akash placed his hand over my pussy and felt the juices leaking. He said to my son, “Bro, see this bitch. She is leaking a lot as her sons are fucking her.” Shyam replied, “Let’s fuck her together, bro.”

Akash was shocked and asked, “Will she be able to handle two dicks at once?” My son Shyam smiled and said, “Bro, she handles 5 at a time, so it’s not a problem.” But deep down, I was scared as they both have really fat dicks. Akash didn’t want to get off my ass.

So I sat on his dick in my ass, and my son came in front and entered my pussy. It was like reverse cowgirl double penetration. I was screaming, shouting and moaning loudly. My son slapped my boobs and made me scream more. Akash said no one would hear me scream.

They changed their position. Now I am riding Akash’s dick while my son fucked my ass. They fucked me that whole night and pissed on me at the end. I went back to my room around 5 am, completely stinking of piss. I took a hot shower.

Let me know how you felt reading it at [email protected]. Bye.

Choco is 19, returning from tuitions during Durga Puja. And what he sees next is what changed his sexual life forever. Find out how a simple friendship turned into the most unholy act in his life, for now.

Greetings, ISS readers! I am HazardousChocoate, but you can mention me as Choco. I am proficient in scriptwriting, and I decided to give this a try. All of my works are fictional. Let’s begin with an introduction to myself.

I am 19, and my stats of 5’7” height and a lean + muscular physique, a fat penis of 6” with a girth of 4.” Combined with the charms of a sigma male and skills of a king of sexting, are my most attractive features since I hit puberty.

I do attract females intentionally and unintentionally. I even had my size and skills floating around my college as rumours. Still, I never had any relationship. I always wanted FWBs and NSAs but never got any.

Now, for the main story.

This was during the Panchami of 2019. I was invited to my tuition for a Durga Puja celebration at my teacher’s house. I was returning home at around 6 p.m. after the event, passing by my college. The traffic was at an all-time high. I could see literal models going past me in buses, rickshaws, or auto-rickshaws.

I stood in front of my college, near the bus stand for a bus. But I couldn’t find any boardable one. Upon deciding to move ahead towards the 2nd bus stop, I started walking past my college. A small alley is attached to my college’s boundary wall, and no street lights are available there.

While walking through the sidewalk, I heard waves of laughter and some moans of girls. The latter caught my attention. I pressed hard onto my intuition when a familiar voice called me from the dark alley.

Unknown (Him): Oi! Choco! Where are you going, buddy?

Unknown (Her): It’s Choco! (moans) He-hey! Aaaaaah!

I was dumbstruck. It was like a gangster calling me, yet I recognised the voice. A sudden dilemma surrounded me, “What if it’s him whom I am anticipating and approach?” and “What if that voice is similar to one of my friends, and they are doing something shady? Should I move on?”

I turned back whole-heartedly, thinking of the best. And what I saw after that was something I had never seen till I hit my legal age. My childhood friend, Arnav, was calling me while smoking and behind him was another old classmate, Jiya.

It was too dark, and I could still make out that she was bent over and getting banged by another hunk. Not only that, the traffic’s noise was slowly fading out, and more of the moans were heard. Along with what I could understand, there are more smokers.

I approached the alleyway in horror and found out that it was an orgy. 3 guys, and 7 girls. I knew 5 of them, all of the guys and 2 girls. They were all my friends from my old college. They studied with me for the longest time throughout high college.

Looking at them like that almost made me throw up. Arnav brought me back to my senses, “Come here, little boy. Join in the fun! Here, take a joint.” I refused to take the joint but looked at my classmate girls. They were looking like prostitutes.

I remember when all of those guys and girls used to go out on trips across Kolkata. We used to hang out most of the time, the fun we had together as normal students. But then, that scene was the most disturbing one: one of the girls was Ayesha, who was blowing Kushal.

The other girl was Minari, and she was being pounded by Arithra on the road. Two girls were blowing Arnav while drinking some beer. One of the remaining three was standing at the roadside with a joint, fully clothed, while the other two approached me.

They were clothed as well, and they looked as if they had been drugged. One of them took my right arm and pressed it against her chest. The other girl went behind me and climbed on me from behind. The one who grabbed my arm pulled me further into the alley, and her hands went straight to my crotch.

Both were giggling and slightly swaying. At this stage, I could either run and not speak about it or let it flow. I decided to run on my very first instinct. But the girl smoking at the side of the road told me, “Choco, you have no way to run and hide. If you do, you’ll be caught by the police.” I was stuck at this point.

My morals were bursting out, and I didn’t want to initiate any wrongful act. But the other girl had already unzipped me. Suddenly, I had an idea. I grabbed the neck of the girl who had unzipped me and kissed her straight onto her lips. She was taken by a shock.

The other girl climbed down and started kissing my cheekbone since she was much shorter than me. Then, I grabbed both of them by their hair and pushed them onto the nearby wall. I zipped up my pants and asked them, “Are you fucking bitches even legal? Huh?” T

The smoking girl answered my question, “One of them is Riya from Science B, and the other one is Tani from another college. All of them are legal. Hahaha.” I realised that I must do something that stop them from approaching me for some time. I lifted the tops of both of the girls and started noticing their stats.

One of them, who was much shorter than me, had a short brunette, bob-cut hair, a thin body with perky breasts, a wider waist, and a small butt. I smacked her tight butt while opening her jeans, and she moaned in a drowsy manner. The other girl took off her top and revealed her mid-size melons.

She was fit, with a little fat at her belly, a relatively wider waist from the shorter girl, and a perfect meaty butt. I pulled both of them closer, facing away from me, and made them stand with their hands on the wall in a wall push-up position. Then, I grabbed both of the girl’s breasts from behind.

My right on the right girl’s right perky yet soft breast. My left hand was on the soft melon of the left girl, and I started pressing them. The left girl was extremely turned on, and she straightaway unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down.

While pulling the jeans down, I grabbed her tight and pulled her close to my body. I started sucking her right earlobe. My hot breaths were making her rub her hand over my crotch. She said, “Please fuck me, I want your cum. Please.” She played with her hair.

I inserted two of my right-hand fingers into the petite girl’s mouth. She sucked them like a good girl, and then I inserted them into her already leaking love hole. She moaned loudly out of ecstasy. I made sure that the first girl in my arms got better treatment since I like fit girls with the meaty butt.

Pushing the fit one against the wall, she turned back at me and gave me a wicked look. If she wasn’t in that position, I could have definitely made her my new friend for future hangouts. But the Panchami was neither well-sorted out for her nor me, especially in that position.

I went down near her butt, and surprisingly, her butt had a soft rose fragrance to it. It turned me, and I started licking her butt-hole. She started humming.

Fit girl: Mmmmmmm, Riya, you are getting finger-fucked, huh?

Riya (Petite girl): Aaah, I’m cumming.

And Riya came into my hands. She turned around, bent forward, pulled my right hand and sucked her juices from my fingers. While giggling, she dressed herself up and went out of the alley, fixing her hair as if nothing had happened. Tani, however, shoved her butt harder onto my face.

Tani: I want you to finger fuck me harder, please!

I was turned on at a terrific level, so I stood up behind her and choked her by putting my left hand around her neck. She was laughing and moaning at the same time.

Tani: Yes, I like it rough, ba-

Before she could finish her sentence, I put three of my right-hand fingers in her drooling mouth, flipped around, leaned on the college’s boundary wall, and pulled her hard against my body. I crushed her right breast this time. She spread her legs and choked on my fingers, shoved down her throat.

She didn’t resist a bit, so I pulled them out while she grabbed my thighs from the side. Then, pulling out my fingers with a jerk, I pushed those three fingers inside her leaking pussy, letting out a strong “Augh!” from her mouth and continuous moans. I finger fucked her till she begged me to stop.

Tani: Stop, please, I am cumming. Please, stop.

I let out my finger, and what I saw was a waterfall of squirt bursting out of her pussy. It was swollen by then as I kneaded Tani’s breasts and kissed her neck. I put my soaked fingers in her mouth, and she sucked them dry. She then turned around and hugged me.

She kissed me on my cheeks, whispering “Thank you” before letting me go. She seemed sober by then, which confused me. My friends were also picking up their clothes and dressing up. I said, “Thank you, guys and girls,” and left that alley.

I took a bus from the second bus stop at around 8 p.m. I was accompanied by a now sober Tani. She sat beside me while the bus raced through the many vehicles, people, and, most importantly, the pandals. I kept looking at the beautiful small pandals, the dhaak and the aarti.

When I turned and looked at her from the side, she didn’t speak to me. Instead, turned and looked at me. Her eyes were filled with innocence, not a wicked look at all. It was as if she was forced into such a dirty act. She was looking gorgeous, without any makeup.

Deep inside, I could feel that she wasn’t like this. Then she came close to my ear and whispered, “I am a virgin.” I could then understand why she thanked me. She got down at the previous stop and bid me bye.

Thank you very much, kind and beautiful reader! I hope you enjoyed my first story. If you have any suggestions, please write to me at [email protected].

Hello guys Sergio here. Main wapas aa gaya hu apni ek aur kahani ke sath. Is kahani mein aapko bataunga ki kaise maine apni mom ko hamare gym trainer Mukesh ke sath intimate hote dekha.

Agar aapne meri pichli stories padhi hai, to aap jaante honge ki mere ghar mein main, mom, aur dad hi hai. Mere dad 44 saal ke hai, aur ek businessman hai. To wo zyadatar ghar ke baahar hi rehte hai lambe time tak.

Main 19 saal ka ek college student hu. Meri mom ka naam Shweta hai, aur wo ek housewife hai. Unki umar 42 saal hai, aur unka figure 38-36-42 hai. Unka ye sexy figure unko proper milf banata hai. To chaliye ab kahani ki taraf chalte hai.

Kyunki mere college ki holidays chal rahi thi, to main ghar mein mom ke sath rehta tha, jabki dad business ke liye ghar se baahar the.

Hamara ghar Mumbai ke ek posh area mein hai. To main aur mummy hamari building ke gym jaate hai roz. Main around 10 baje jata hu, aur mummy thoda kaam karke 12-1 baje gym jati hai. Hamare gym mein ek trainer hai, jiska naam hai Mukesh. Wo around 28 saal ka hai, aur uski bahut achi body hai.

Meri mummy gym jaane ke liye ek Sports Bra pehanti hai, aur uske upar ek patli white color ki T-Shirt, aur neeche thongs pehan ke black leggings pehanti hai.

To ek din jab main gym se aake nahane ke baad ready hua, to meri mummy gym jaa rahi thi. Mummy ne as usual same kapde pehne the, aur aage se unke boobs aur peeche se gaand ek-dum tight kapde mein saaf saaf dikh rahi thi.

Hamare gym mein ek taraf poora glass laga hua hai, aur uske aage trees hai. Isliye baahar se gym ke andar to sab dikhta hai, lekin andar se baahar ka kam dikhta hai. Us din mummy ko gym jaate time un kapdo mein unka figure dekh main bahut horny ho gaya tha. Fir maine socha main jaake gym main mummy ko workout karte dekhta hu.

Main waha gaya, aur gym mein sirf mummy hi thi, aur door ek corner mein trainer baitha hua tha, aur phone mein kuch-kuch kar raha tha.

Main to sirf mummy ko dekh raha tha. Pehle wo treadmill pe bhaag rahi thi, aur har kadam ke sath unke boobs aur gaand zor-zor se upar-neeche hil rahe the. Mujhe to ye dekh ke maza hi aa gaya tha.

Around 10-15 minutes tak mummy treadmill par thi, aur fir unhone machine stop karke utar ke paani peene ke liye break liya. Treadmill mein bhaagne ki wajah se wo poora paseene se bheeg gayi thi, aur unki white shirt thodi-thodi transparent ho kar unki pink bra ke thode nazare dikha rahi thi.

Fir mummy ne baith ke thodi exercises ki kuch aadhe ghante tak. Uske baad wo apna samaan utha ke gym ke baahar chali gayi. Tab jaise hi mummy baahar gayi, Mukesh apni jagah se utha, aur wo us machine pe chala gaya jaha se abhi mummy exercise karke uthi thi. Wo zor-zor se bench ko chaatne aur soonghne laga, aur mujhe dikh raha tha kaise uska lund tight ho raha tha uski pant mein.

Maine kuch kiya nahi us samay. Par main samajh gaya tha ki Mukesh ko Shweta bahut pasand thi. Aur wo ye sab harkate bahut pehle se kar raha tha.

Agle din firse jab mummy gym gayi, to main bhi baahar se dekh raha tha, ki aaj wo kya karega. Mummy ne ek Black Sports Bra, Grey T-Shirt, Pink Thongs aur Black Leggings pehni thi. Apne baalon ko unhone ponytail jaise peeche set kiya tha.

Aaj bhi mummy ne same exercise ki, aur wo gym trainer thoda-thoda mummy ko ghoor raha tha. Fir around 1 ghante baad mummy  firse apna samaan utha ke wapas ghar ke liye nikal gayi.

Trainer ne bhi firse mummy ki bench ko chaatna shuru kar diya, aur wo apni shorts se apna lund nikaal ke hilane laga. Uska lund bahut bada tha around 7 inch lamba aur 3 inch mota ek-dum gora lund tha. Tabhi ek minute baad gym ka darwaza khula aur wo meri mummy thi.

Wo apni bottle lena bhool gayi thi, isliye wapas aayi thi. Aur darwaza kholte hi Mukesh ko us haal mein dekh ke unhone darwaza band kar diya. Mukesh bahut darr gaya, aur jaldi se apni shorts pehan ke baahar aaya.

Mukesh: Madam mujhe maaf kar dijiye. Ye baat please kisi ko mat bolna. Meri naukari chali jayegi.

Shweta: Main to ye baat bataungi sab ko. Aisi harkate karte ho, sharam nahi aati tumhe?

Mukesh: Madam please maaf kar dijiye. Main aapko roz exercise karte hue dekhta hu. Aap yaha aane wali sabse sundar aurat ho. Aapko dekh ke pata nahi mujhe kya ho jata hai.

( Fir wo dheere se mummy ke hath apne hath mein leta hai)

Shweta: Ye tum kya kar rahe ho? Koi dekh lega hame. Mera beta bhi yaha aa sakta hai.

Mukesh: Nahi, wo to abhi yaha se gaya hai, aur mujhe pata hai aapke pati bhi ghar par nahi rehte hai. Aakhir aap jaisi aurat kitna akelapan mehsoos karti hogi.

Shweta (Sharmate Hue): Nahi aisa nahi hai, main khush hu.

(Mukesh ab Dheere se apna ek hath mummy ki kamar par rakh deta hai)

Mukesh: Madam please mujhe ek mauka dijiye. Aur waise bhi main gym lock kar deta hu. Lunch time hai, to koi nahi aayega abhi.

Main ye sab sun ke aur dekh ke bahut hairan tha, ki ab mummy kya bolegi usko. Lekin mummy ne usko kuch bola nahi, aur apna sar hila diya uski baaton pe. Mukesh to jaise khushi se uchal pada tha. Usne mummy ko gym ke andar jaane ko bol diya, jab tak wo darwaza lock karta hai.

Mukesh ne clubhouse ka door band kar diya, par usne gym ka door nahi lock kiya. Lekin main clubhouse mein hi tha, to mujhe sab kuch saaf dikhayi aur sunayi de raha tha.

Mukesh: Waise madam aapka naam kya hai?

Shweta: Mera naam Shweta hai. Tumhara kya naam hai?

Mukesh: Mera naam Mukesh hai. Main 28 saal ka hu.

Shweta: Waise maine abhi jo dekha tha. Dekh ke to tum bahut bade lag rahe the (haste hue).

Mukesh: Abhi dikhaunga aapko kon kitna bada hai.

Ye bol ke Mukesh ne apni shirt utaar di, aur Shweta ko bola apni shirt utaarne ko. Shweta ne apni T-Shirt utari, aur ab wo sirf apne Black sports bra and leggings mein khadi thi.

Mukesh ne jaldi se mummy ke honth se honth laga diye, aur dono ek lambi kiss mein chale gaye. Mukesh kiss ke time mummy ki gaand masal raha tha, aur mummy bhi Mukesh ki chest ko sehla rahi thi.

Fir dono ne kiss todi, aur ab Mukesh ne mummy ki bra khol di. Mummy ke bade-bade boobs ab hawa mein latak rahe the. Usne ek boob ko dabaya, aur doosre ko kiss karne aur chaatne laga.

Shweta bhi bahut maze le rahi thi, aur uske baalon ke sath khel rahi thi.

Fir Mukesh ne Shweta ki leggings utari, aur fir uski thongs aur khud bhi apni shorts aur underwear utaar di. Fir Mukesh ne mummy ko bench par bithaya, aur khud apna lund mummy ke muh ke saamne latka diya.

Shweta: Waah, itna bada lund. Bahut maza aayega isko lene mein to.

Ye bol ke mummy ne ek hath se uska lund pakda, aur doosre hath se apne muh se thook laga ke uske lund ko hilana shuru kiya. Dekhte hi dekhte uska lund poori tarah khada ho kar mummy ko salaami de raha tha.

Mummy ne jaldi se uska lund apne muh mein liya, aur zor-zor se choosne lagi. Mukesh mummy ke sar ko pakad ke apne lund pe dhakka de raha tha.

Mukesh: Ahh behanchod, kya choos rahi hai randi. Isse pehle kisi ne aise nahi choosa mera. Ahh tere pati ke to maze hai.

Aise hi 5 minute tak mummy usko blowjob deti rahi, aur wo mummy ke boobs ko halka halka masalta raha.

Mukesh: Chal ab tujhe dikhata hu jannat kaisi hoti hai.

Ye bol ke usne mummy ko bench pe lita diya, aur khud zameen pe baith ke mummy ke pairon ko alag kiya, aur unki bina baal ki safed chut ko chaatna shuru kar diya.

Shweta: Ahhhh uffff yes, aise hi karo, aur karo, wow. Bahut maza aa raha hai Mukesh.

Around 10 minutes tak chut chatwane ke baad mummy ne Mukesh ke muh par hi squirt kar diya.

Mukesh: Dekha kaise paani nikaal diya tera. Abhi tak to andar bhi nahi daala hai maine. Khoob maza doonga tujhe Shweta.

Ye bol kar ab Mukesh neeche se utha, aur ek kone mein jaake mummy ko wo gym waale bade ball mein letne ko bola.

Mukesh ne fir mummy ke pairon ko door kiya, aur apne lund pe thook laga ke mummy ki chut mein apna lund daalna shuru kiya.

Shweta: Ahhhh madarchod, aaram se kar. Bahut din se nahi liya hai maine.

Mukesh ne fir dheere se mummy ko chodna shuru kiya, aur mummy bhi maze leke awaaze nikaal rahi thi.

Mukesh: Chal randi, ab mere lode pe koodegi tu, aur main maza loonga.

Shweta fir ball ke upar se uthi, aur Mukesh fir neeche zameen pe let gaya, aur fir mummy dheere se uske lund pe baith gayi. Fir mummy ne koodna start kiya Mukesh ke lund pe. Mummy ke kudne se unke bade boobs dono hawa mein upar-neeche ho rahe the. Wo nazara dekh ke kisi ka bhi khada ho jata.

Around 10-15 minutes tak dono ne is position mein continue kiya, aur mummy ka ek baar aur nikal gaya. Tabhi Mukesh ne bola, ki uska bhi nikalne wala tha. To mummy jaldi se uthi, aur ghutno par baith gayi. Fir Mukesh ne saara maal mummy ke muh aur boobs par daal diya.

Iske baad dono 5 minutes tak ek-doosre ki baahon mein lete hue the, aur tab dono ne kapde pehanne shuru kiye. Jaane se pehle mummy ne usko apna number diya, aur message karne ko bola.

So guys this was Part-1. Isme aapne padha ki mom ne kaise gym trainer ke sath enjoy kiya. Unhone iske aage bhi bahut kuch kiya, jo aapko aage pata chalega. To agar aapko story achi lagi ho, to comment karke bataye. Aur part 2 ki wait kare.

I am a Chef who has spent countless hours in the kitchen. However, despite my culinary expertise, there was one thing that had always eluded me – women.

On a fateful evening, a beautiful girl entered the premises. Her smile instantly caught my attention. She was seated at my table, and I felt a surge of excitement as I got the chance to talk to her while I cooked for her.

Our conversation flowed effortlessly, filled with laughter and shared interests. With each passing moment, the chemistry between us grew stronger. She looked me up and down and winked suggestively, and I almost burnt my hand.

After dinner, the girl excused herself from the table. She motioned for me to follow her. I followed her towards the side door, unsure of what awaited me. We climbed a set of abandoned stairs, and the echo of our footsteps filled the air.

Finally, we reached a secluded spot. The world around us ceased to exist, leaving only the two of us. In the dim light, I could see her eyes glisten. Without uttering a single word, our bodies gravitated towards each other and our hands intertwined. The touch of her skin against mine sent shivers down my spine.

Our lips met, and we explored each other. Her chest pushed in on mine leaving me breathless. Her hot breath brushed across my face and I bit her lips. She moaned as I pulled her close and our tongues entwined in a fiery dance. Her palm rubbed gently down my chest and down my waist. She loosened my belt and whispered in my ear.

Her (whispering softly): Your food was almost orgasmic…Allow me to return the favor.

She knelt between my legs and looked into my eyes, turning me on. She then grabbed the bottom of my shaft and pulled on it gently and exhaled sharply. Her tongue snaked out of her drooling mouth and she slobbered on the tip of my dick.

I leaned against the terrace door and moaned as I grabbed the back of her head and fucked her face. She seemed to like that. She smiled up at me and stood back up. Our lips touched again and she turned around. She lifted her sleek black dress and I grabbed her hips. She guided my wet dick to her panties and I parted them to feel her wet pussy. She licked her fingers and rubbed them on her pussy and I felt my cock slowly get sucked into it.

Her pussy was dripping as I slid inside her softly. She moaned again. We could get caught at any moment, and I couldn’t risk it. I put one hand in her mouth and she licked and sucked on it as I pounded into her wet cunt roughly. I went faster as I felt her breathing get heavier. My balls tightened and I leaned in to whisper into her soft earlobes.

Me: Fuck! I think I’m about to cum!

Her: Cum on my ASS! I wanna feel your sticky cum (gasp) all over my ass (moan) as I walk home smelling like (gasp) sex!

I pulled my dick out and exploded on her cute little panties. It dripped down her leg and she stroked my cock fondly. She turned around and pulled her tits out for me to lick as I grabbed them with my cum stained hands. She licked my dirty hands and kissed me roughly then walked away into the darkness. I stayed up there for a moment and then went back to my shift.

I never saw her again. One night, I decided to search online for her. Soon I found myself on porn sites looking for any hot chick. As I was searching, an ad for a website named “Delhi Sex Chat” popped up. I got curious and clicked on it. It led me to this really hot cam site. I scrolled down the list of hot models and found a hot looking Punjabi girl named Preet. She looked similar to the girl I had fucked. I wanted her!

I signed up and made an account on DSC. I used UPI to buy some credits in less than a minute and sent Preet some private messages about what I wanted. I promised her extra credits if she was willing to accept my naughty little assignment. After a few minutes, she finally responded.

Preet: You are naughty aren’t you?

Me: What if I am?

Preet: I can be bad too…if you have those extra credits you promised.

Me: (excitedly) Oh I’ve got the credits…and I wanna spend them!

Preet showed up on call wearing black lingerie. Her lace panties gleamed softly from the light reflecting off of it as she swayed her hips to the music playing in the background. Her hair covered half of her face and her cherry-red lips made me want to beg to taste them. She was even hotter than my mystery girl and I wanted her.

Preet bit her lip as she worked on unhooking her lace bra. She looked into the camera and smiled as her bra straps fell off. Her dark nipples excited me. I pulled my cock out and stroked it.

Me: I like how hard your nipples are

Preet: (looking down at her nipples) Oh these? Do you like them?

Me: You would look so hot bent over my bed all sweaty.

Preet: Oh, fuckkk yess (squeezes nipples harder). I like to have sweaty, sticky sex in the heat.

She moaned as one of her palms travelled down her body and touched her pussy. That made me want to plough her hard and rough.

Me: I want to stuff you with this cock so bad!

Preet grabbed a squirt bottle from the table beside her laptop and sprayed it on herself. Her hair was drenched and water dripped down her curvy body making me stroke faster. She moaned and stuck two fingers inside her wet pussy and rubbed furiously as I talked to her.

Me: You want my dirty cock inside you…don’t you?

Preet: Fuck! I’m so wet! Yes! Please!

Me: Open those legs wide and fuck yourself for me!

Preet (spreading her legs and lying back): Oh my God! Yes! (Moan. Moan. hard moan)

Her eyes shut tight and she grabbed the sheets grunting at a high pitch as she let herself get carried away.

Me: Look at how hard you’re making me, Preet!

Preet(opening her eyes to look): Oh, fuck! Put that in me! Please?

She rubbed herself harder as she watched my inked arms move rapidly up and down my cock at the same pace she was going.

Me: I’m gonna spread those legs wide apart and stuff my cock inside you so hard!

Preet: Oh yes, daddy! Hit me deep!

Her wet pussy sloshed as her fingers delved deep inside her wet cunt. She moaned and her eyes shut tight again. I stopped to watch her body twitch as she got swept away by a huge orgasm.

She leaned into the screen and rubbed her body and licked her lips as she talked to me.

Preet: Yes, Daddy! Stroke that hard dick just like that!

Me: Oh fuck! Keep touching yourself. Those tits and that wet pussy!

She rubbed her pussy and squished her tits and my cock exploded hard. I sat back exhausted from my hard orgasm. I smiled at her and she smiled back and chuckled.

Me: Wow! That was fun!

Preet: Glad you had a good time, daddy. I have another client soon…so bye!!

She blew me a kiss before leaving the stream abruptly. I already knew I was gonna spend way more money on DSC after this!

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