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This is the real story of one of my regular readers, Sneha. This will be narrated from the footsteps of the main lead, Sneha.

I (Sneha) was too early as I parked my car at 6 p.m. at the wedding hall. It was my best friend’s wedding reception. The hall was massive, with ample space for parking, which was a rare sight in a city like Bangalore.

I checked my makeup and combed my loose shoulder-length hair neatly, looking in the car mirror. I typed the text, “Hon, Where are you? I am at the hall. Come soon,” and sent it to my husband before deboarding the car.

I had to come alone because he had told me that he was caught up at work. He would come directly to the function hall. I dialled my friend Rachu to confirm that she was already in the hall. As Rachu confirmed her presence, as well as Lakshmi, I felt relieved.

I don’t like to walk in the crowd of strangers. Rachu waved as I stepped through the main door of the marvellously decorated reception hall. The hall was less crowded since the reception would start only after 7.

I happily walked into Rachu, Rachu’s husband, Lakshmi, Lakshmi’s husband, and Lakshmi’s 6-year-old son. We greeted each other. We three friends huddle to a side, sitting in a circle to start gossiping. I am seeing Lakshmi after a few years.

We three were best friends of the bride, so we planned to reach much earlier to the function hall. We decided to walk into the bride’s room. Lakshmi was talking about how she had to persuade her husband to come along with her away from her in-laws.

Both enquired about my husband’s whereabouts. I remembered and checked my phone, expecting a response from my husband. But there was no reply. We walked into the bride’s room filled with relatives, mostly cousins.

The bride was dressed to kill. We three started giggling and chitchatting around her for a while. The makeup uplifted her much more prettier and hotter than what she was. We three walked around and finally stood just outside the huge entry archway, continuing to chitchat and watching the guests enter.

Time ran swiftly as we gossiped with the huge hall getting populated. At 7, the hall was brimmed with people. At 15 minutes past seven, Bride and Groom, hand in hand, walked through the decorated lane to get seated on the stage.

Quickly crowd huddled, forming a huge line to walk onto the stage. The bride catches our group and smiles, acknowledging us. I check my watch and repeatedly glance at the entrance, waiting for my husband.

That’s when it happened.

Sitting around the end of the hall. I felt my heart skip a beat by the intensity with which this stranger looked or stared into my eyes. I got hooked with my eyes locked with his captivating eyes, spending more time than usual.

He held me with his stare, and I couldn’t take my eyes off him. I felt a shiver and a connection of some sort with this total stranger. I broke my glance to adjust my emerald green saree. I felt like a teenager with a fluttering stomach.

The stranger was much taller with a wider chest perfectly fit, dark, perfectly trimmed hair. His thick moustache looked more manly under his sharp, long nose. I felt a nudge on my shoulder to come back to reality.

Rachu nudged me to answer my phone, which was ringing. I checked my mobile. My racing heart calmed a bit upon seeing the call from my husband. I quickly answer and finally see him walking through the main door. I wave at him happily.

Once, my husband caught me waving. My eyes, in no time, started scanning the crowd, looking for the tall, handsome. I felt bad for doing that. Still, my heart and eyes searched for the stranger with my husband walking towards us.

My husband knew both Rachu and Lakshmi. He speaks to them as my eyes solely continue to search the tall stranger. I felt like a thief caught in the act. He was hidden from the view and watched my desperate search all along.

The moment my eyes met with his, he smiled smugly, staring at me. I control myself, looking away, shifting the focus to my husband, pushing my hand under his armpit and holding him tight. My loving husband apologizes, “Sorry babe, I got stuck up at the office and later this traffic.”

He showed me the gift he got for the bride, a gold bangle. I comb my husband’s messy hair with my fingers, “It’s ok, hon. You are here, and the time is right.” The love between me and my husband never lost any of its shine in our 3 years of married life.

From the day he fell in love to till date, he loved me crazy. I, too, love him for caring for me so much. I distract myself from looking at the stranger by thinking about my husband.

I met my husband at work as our offices were in the same building. After our first eye contact, my husband took 6 months to come forward to speak with me. After 1 year of friendship, he proposed for marriage.

Lakshmi interrupts my thoughts by asking, “Shall we go onstage?” I excuse myself to use the restroom. I walk down the steps around the hall towards the back of the hall to find the restroom.

My thoughts while I walked,
Who is this man?
I am married. Why should I get disturbed seeing him?
Did he notice me clutching my husband’s shoulder?
Isn’t this a kind of cheating, seeing a stranger with my husband next to me?

I pulled the small mirror from my handbag. I wiped the sweat drops from my forehead, corrected my hair, and adjusted my saree, revealing a part of the blouse covering my boobs. I grab brown lipstick and draw around my soft lips.

While I pressed my lips, spreading the lipstick even over my thick lips, I remembered his lips. His stare sent a lot of messages like, then and there only, he wanted to drag me to a dark corner. He wanted to lift me, pressing his lips hungrily onto my lips and lifting my saree and fuck me raw and pulp.

My pussy was wet imagining this. Scolding myself, “I am married. Chi. Thu,” I head back to the hall. As I was about to climb the steps, my heart stopped for a bit. I ran into the handsome man who towered tall in front of me. He spoke in a dominating voice, “Hey, beautiful.”

I was stunned. I could not form any words, and my mouth stuck mum. I was blushing for a second before controlling myself to a serious look. He was damn smart looking with razor-sharp eyes. I finally framed my first question, “Do I know you?”

Him: No.

He stood watching a long time before speaking the next sentence, “I just found you very attractive. Stopped to convey that you look very gorgeous.”

I reply, “I am sorry,” with a serious look. He continued to smile, scanning all around my face. Staring at my lips, “Your soft lips look glossy. Did you apply lipstick now?” I was startled by his audacity. My nipples poked erect out of my blouse.

No man had dared to comment on my lips other than my husband. I utter in a slurry tone, “Hey, mister. I am married.” He continues, “Does it matter? I liked your looks. Is it wrong to enjoy the beauty?”

I was nervous in his presence. I correct my hair and fizzle my legs, breaking eye contact as I stare at his feet. I realized something. I quickly looked all around to ensure none of my friends caught me talking to this handsome stranger.

I felt like tasting his lips. He notices everything, catching me looking around.

He spoke, “Nobody is here.”

Me: Sorry, what? Why?

He spoke, “The one you held onto. Was it your husband?”

Me: What for?

I was blabbering in his shadow. I don’t know what to say. I wanted to stand here looking at him. But I can’t. I say, “Excuse me. You misunderstood me.” He spoke in a romantic low tone, “I feel like kissing you here, tasting those soft brown lips.”

I stepped past him, which made my pussy sticky wet. I walked breathless, shivering, and wilder back to my group. All along, I controlled myself from turning around to look at him. I am in a different world as I walk into my husband. We three families stand in the line towards the stage.

I remembered at that instant that I had seen him before. He raced his bullet swiftly through the traffic near the function hall. I couldn’t stop myself from thinking about this stranger. My eyes wandered around the crowded hall, searching for him.

I couldn’t find him. I felt so dejected that I walked away from him since I couldn’t find him at all. We reached home at 11 midnight. My husband quickly changed and sat on the couch, watching highlights of a cricket match.

I slipped out of the saree into a nightie. I jump onto the bed, feeling desperate and horny. I realized that I was horny from the moment I saw this handsome stranger in the function hall. I couldn’t sleep. I headed to the hall and rested my head on my husband’s lap.

I kiss his lips. I kiss lips again, seducing him. He was easy to provoke. He asks, “What happened to you today?” I said, “Nothing,” and kissed his lips again. Leaving the TV blaring on, he lifts me to the bedroom.

He drops me on the bed with a thud and jumps over me. He busily runs his hand all over me. His lips hungrily kiss my lips, cheek and neck. I moan, uttering, “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” He lifts the nightie high, pulling away my drenched panty in seconds.

He had undone his clothes in no time and positioned his cock into me. I love him so much. He undid my nightie and sucked my boobs with his cock entering my moist pussy. I suddenly remember something and push him away.

I was on child control. We were not having sex without protection because I was heading for a position that needed me at work for another 2 years. He scratches his head and understands. He runs out and comes back with a condom slid over his cock.

He thrusts his cocks and fucks me in the usual missionary. I usually take much longer than usual to orgasm. My husband knows that. He tried multiple occasions with many different tricks like dildo/fingering but no success.

We understand each other. I am satisfied with him. In our 3 years of marriage with countless fucks, he has succeeded only twice in reaching my orgasm. He bites my shoulder as he shoots his cum.

In no time, he settles next to me to sleep. He likes to cuddle me after sex. He searches for my body in his sleep. I enter into his body as he snores to sleep. After some time, I release myself from his clasp.

I sleep staring at the roof with the fan. I could not get sleep. I felt bad sluttish that I remembered about the handsome stranger while my husband fucked me.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

Hey everyone, I am Diganth, 26 years old and from Bengaluru. I am an average-built guy 5’10” tall, with a good size dick that can satisfy any girl. I firstly thank all the readers who read my previous stories and enjoyed them.

To the new readers who have missed it, please read all the previous parts as they are real. And kindly spread your love and support to my previous stories also by liking them.

Quick info about the characters:

Heroine’s name: Usha.

Age: 26 (2 months younger than me).

Height: 5 feet 9 inches.

Stats: (34c-28-30)

Name: Manu

Height 5 feet 7 inches.

Age: 25 years old with an average body and medium-sized dick.

Continuation –

Then, after a few minutes, Manu arrived and went to another room with medicines to check Usha’s injury. Suddenly, we heard Usha scream and all the group members rushed to that room. Usha was accompanied by Priya and Nidhi in that room. As Priya was frequently getting calls from her parents, she had just closed the room door and was busy talking with her parents a few meters away from the door. Nidhi was relaxing on the bed and scrolling through her phone.

What happened was, Manu had went to the room and knocked on the door. It opened suddenly. Usha had just then finished her bath and was in her towel. She thought some stranger had broken the door and got scared and screamed.

So Usha again went inside the bathroom and quickly put on her inners, yellow t-shirt, and shorts. We, the rest of the group ran toward the other room to check what had happened and got to know the facts. But Usha and Nidhi were scolding Manu for not knocking on the room door.

Manu felt very bad and apologized to Nidhi and Usha. He handed over the medicine to Priya and left the room. Later Priya explained it was her fault as she could have told Nidhi to lock the door. Then Priya asked everyone to leave the room so that she could apply ointment to Usha’s injury and also convince Usha and Nidhi to apologize to Manu for scolding him so badly.

Then Usha and Nidhi both came to our room to apologize. But Manu had gone to take a bath. So, they both sat in our room waiting for him to convey their apology. Then we began discussing return plan to Bengaluru, departure timings, etc.

After discussing all those things, Usha’s parents called on her phone. So she went out to talk with her parents. All were hungry and everyone decided to have dinner in the temple premises. But still, Manu was taking a long time to bath. So, Nidhi asked us to leave for dinner as she and Usha would accompany Manu and bring him to dinner. We agreed and the rest of us went to the temple and had our dinner.

As we finished our dinner, the three of them arrived and sat to eat dinner. And we waited for them outside the temple dinner premises. After their dinner, Usha informed me that we needed to go to Goa. And the whole group was surprised about the sudden plans.

So, Usha explained that her father asked us to attend a function in Goa. But the group disagreed as they needed to return to their jobs the next day. Suddenly, my parents called me and asked me to accompany Usha to Goa with Manu. (Ashu, Manu, Usha and I had earlier only discussed a Goa trip as well as a trek, but Ashu missed it. So, we canceled the Goa trip. But as we needed a break, we joined this group of friends for a Trek).

Then I informed Usha and the rest of the group that I would accompany her to Goa as my parents had strictly ordered me. Then Manu handed my luggage bag to me and said our train was in the next few minutes. I was pissed about this sudden arrangement and bid goodbye to everyone.

And Priya informed Usha to apply ointment again before she slept as the pain would reduce. We three hired a car to Subramanya Swamy railway station. Manu went to collect the three sleeper class tickets. Meanwhile, I asked Usha why they suddenly planned to go to Goa and also take Manu with us.

Then Usha explained: As our fathers are busy, he asked three of us to attend the function in Goa, as the organizer’s family is very close to all of us. They informed us to attend the function which is tomorrow evening. I informed Manu about this, so he immediately checked for the easiest transport. And we had this last train at midnight, so we both decided and planned this transport as buses are expensive.

I agreed and asked her if she apologized to Manu for scolding him? Usha said ‘yes’ and told me that Manu cried for a few minutes and she felt bad.

Then the train started moving slowly and we three boarded inside. Usha went to the restroom to apply ointment to her injury. Manu was in the upper berth and I guess he was on a video call talking to someone. So I just peeped his phone to check and it suggested Nidhi.

And I could see her naked back in the video call. I was surprised and silently went back to my seat. I thought something was fishy. Then Usha returned to the seat. We chatted for a few minutes and slept on our respective seats as we were all tired of the trek.

(Apology incident in the room)

Nidhi was waiting for Manu in the room to apologize. And Usha was busy talking to her parents outside the room and everyone had left for the temple premises for dinner. Then after a few minutes, Nidhi came out of the room.

Nidhi: Usha, I have apologized to Manu and it’s your turn to apologize to him. I’ll go to another room for the restroom and also get my phone.

So Usha hung up the phone call and went inside the room to apologize. And Manu was standing in front of the mirror and combing his hair. He sensed Usha’s presence and came near her and checked the injured leg condition.

Manu: Usha, is it paining a lot and did you apply the ointment to it?

Usha felt happy about his concern for her and informed him it was just a mild pain and also thanked him for carrying her halfway through the trek and for bringing medicines.

Manu: I care for you more than anyone here. You are very special to me.

Usha felt happy about his words, but with a weird look asked him what that ‘special’ meant.

Manu: Don’t mistake me again. ‘Special’ meaning a bestie with whom I can share everything.

Usha (she felt bad and forgave his mistakes): Sorry Manu for scolding you so badly.

Suddenly, Manu began to cry loudly.

Manu: I didn’t mean to do anything wrong when I pushed the room door earlier. I knocked on the room door. But as it wasn’t locked, it opened completely. And you and Nidhi thought I barged inside intentionally and scolded me without allowing me to explain.

Manu: I felt very bad and embarrassed in front of everyone for no mistake of mine. (Manu was crying loudly. So Usha wiped his tears and hugged him, and consoled him.)

Manu: I complained to her that even though I am your cousin like Diganth, but you see and treat both of us differently.

And he asked her to promise him that she would respect and treat him like Diganth. Then she broke the hug and promised him.

Usha: Ok, I promise. But first, you have to delete all my private pics.

Manu opened the phone, showed the pics, and deleted the pics.

Usha: Where did you get these pics from?

Manu: As the pic are deleted, let’s forgive them and never talk about it.

Usha: Ok and don’t feel bad. Could you please massage my legs gently, it’s paining a bit.

Manu then stretched her legs on his lap.

Manu: Relax, there is nothing wrong with giving a leg massage to my bestie.

In the beginning, Manu was genuinely massaging her legs. But as she had worn shorts and in the name of massage, he was slowly running his hands toward her thighs and was rubbing them. She resisted his moves, but he kept on repeating.

After a few minutes, Nidhi arrived and said: Usha, go change your attire as we have to leave for dinner.

Then Usha went to the other room, changed her attire, and carried her luggage. As she joined them both Usha saw Manu carrying his luggage and flirting with Nidhi. She was blushing and Usha and Manu informed each other about their dad’s order.

Then they both discussed and arranged the easiest transport facility. They also carried Diganth’s luggage on their way to the temple premises for dinner.

(Present)

We reached Karmali railway station in Goa at 10 am. And hired a rental Mahindra Thar Car for our drive in Goa. Manu began driving the car and we began to plan the places to visit like beaches, casinos, pubs, and places to reside in Goa.

Manu’s friend was a rich guy residing in Goa and had their own 3 yachts. So his friend had arranged their yacht for us for a night’s stay. But we had a major opportunity to somehow finish attending the function in North Goa and reach the Yacht yard by 10 pm.

As we had fewer clothes, first we went shopping in Goa. We spent half a day in the shopping Mall for clothes and had our lunch in the mall. As the time was 5 pm, Usha called her mom and asked her if any particular costume was to be worn at the function. Her mom said she had to wear a saree as it was a traditional function. Usha asked her mom if she needed to buy a new one. Her mother said Thanu (the organizer’s family) had arranged the saree and would help her wear it.

Then we quickly drove the car to the function venue. At the entrance, we met Thanu and introduced ourselves to her. She was very happy and welcomed us in and she looked hot in a saree. Then Thanu informed her assistant to help Usha wear a saree that she kept for her in the room.

As Usha left to change her attire, Manu and I began looking at the girls present at the function. The Goan girls were looking damn hot and sexy in their sarees. And we were very excited watching them and our dicks were saluting the girls and ladies in that attire.

After a few minutes, Usha came wearing a black saree with a one-shoulder sleeveless black blouse. Usha looked smoking hot and sexy in the saree. In addition to that, the waist chain was tempting and everyone was looking at her with their jaws dropped.

Then Usha came near us and asked if she looked good. So we both replied ‘sexy’ and she blushed a bit. Manu continued further stating if she was not her cousin, he would have dated her. I felt a little uncomfortable and countered him, “You say this to all girls.”

We both were about to debate on that topic, but Usha asked us to stop and enjoy the function. At 9 pm, we bid goodbye to Thanu Aunty’s family to reach the yacht yard. Usha asked us to wait so she could remove the saree and return the saree. But aunty told Usha to keep the saree as she was looking extremely beautiful. Then we asked her to come in the same attire and change the clothes on the yacht. Usha agreed and we began driving the car to the yacht yard.

On the way, we purchased drinks and snacks. After a few minutes of the drive, we reached the yard. The yacht was excellent, but Manu’s friend called us and said he couldn’t arrange a captain for that entire night. So he informed us that the captain would halt the yacht midway into the sea. He also guided us on how to drive if there was any emergency. And in the morning, the captain would join us as the yacht had GPS locations. So, we agreed and the captain was about to start, but Manu asked him to wait.

Manu informed us that he would arrange some girls for fun. But Usha scolded Manu and said she would not allow anyone and asked the captain to start the yacht. After an hour, the captain halted the yacht in the middle of the sea and left us.

As the captain left the yacht in a small boat, Usha said she would change her attire. But I asked her not to change as she looked marvelous. So, she agreed and Manu brought the drinks and snacks and we began drinking. Manu and I began playing music on our phones and dancing. But Usha was watching us sipping her soft drink.

Then I dragged her and Manu and played the ‘Sheila ki jawani’ song on his phone. Usha started to dance in between us. Her moves and her attire were perfect for the song. Manu and I was frequently touching Usha’s private parts while she was dancing. Usha didn’t resist and was in the flow of dancing and enjoying. Then, as her glass was empty, she was going to refill it. But we both offered her to sip a peg from each drink and Usha sipped both of our drinks, but coughed a few seconds later. My drink was a black label and he was drinking an old monk.

Then Manu began tapping her head and I gently tapped her chest. She was normal then. Then Usha sat on the chair and asked for another sip of my drink. She liked my drink and began drinking and dancing with us to songs.

After a few minutes, I played Mass South Indian songs. Usha was killing with her dance moves and her saree’s pallu was falling off her body sometimes. Then “Oo Antava Oo Oo Antava and Basani ba” song played. Usha dropped her saree pallu and began dancing in between us. She was dancing the same steps as in the song.

Usha was teasing us by bringing her lips close to us and not kissing. I couldn’t resist, I pulled her lips, and locked her lips while dancing. Usha didn’t resist and went with the flow. Meanwhile, Manu was licking her back and squeezing her ass.

After a few minutes of vigorous liplock, I broke the kiss and she adjusted her saree pallu normally. But Manu also wanted to kiss her like me. So he pulled Usha and lip-locked her lips. Usha was high and didn’t resist, but again went with the flow.

I was stunned and was in shock looking at her from behind. Then Usha held my neck with her hands and I slid my hands around her waist and hugged her from back. I began sucking her earlobes and neck region from the back. Then Usha broke the liplock as I was sucking her a little aggressively.

Then I turned her towards me and continued sucking her earlobes and neck region. Manu also hugged her from the back and began sucking her earlobes and neck region from the other side. Usha was twisting her face sideways her breathing was increasing.

I held her chin in my left hand and wiped her light red lipstick from her lips with my index finger and licked it. Then I pulled her lower lips with my thumb and index finger and began sucking them. Manu was licking her back and he stretched her hands and began alternatively sucking her armpits.

I was eating Usha’s lips with french kisses. Then I broke the kiss. I removed her saree’s pallu from her left shoulder and squeezed her boobs over her blouse. Manu stopped sucking her armpits and held the saree pallu. He removed two rounds of saree cloth from her waist and also the pleats of the saree from her body. He couldn’t remove it further as there was a double knot at the right waist. So Usha untied the double knot of the saree from her right waist and the saree fell from her body.

Now Usha was standing outside on the yacht in her blue panties and black one-shoulder blouse. Then Manu removed his clothes completely and kept them aside. He hugged Usha from the back and continued sucking her armpits. I sat on my knees in front of her and began kissing and licking her navel region. I slid my hands inside her blouse and began to squeeze both her boobs. Usha moaned, “Ouch hahaha ah ah hmm shhh ahhh ouch ahhh..”

Then Manu turned her face from the side and began french kissing. I also removed my clothes completely and kept them aside. I moved my face on her boobs and began mauling them by biting them over her blouse. I was going harder and harder by squeezing, mauling, and biting Usha’s boobs.

The french kiss was getting more intense, but Manu wasn’t able to adjust to that intensity. So Manu broke the liplock and sipped a peg from his drink. Usha asked me to wait and loosened her blouse straps. I removed her blouse from her body. And Usha’s boobs hung freely in the air. Manu was delighted looking at Usha’s boobs.

I quickly kissed both her nipples and Usha said, “Wait baba.”

Then she sat on the chair and asked me to make a peg for both of us. I obliged her request and made a peg for us. Meanwhile, Manu began sucking Usha’s right boob. So I quickly handed her the glass and begin to suck Usha’s left boob. Usha was trying hard to drink the peg from her glass as we were sucking her boobs roughly. She used to tap on our heads when we were too rough on her boobs. We used to be gentle for a few minutes, but again go rough on her boobs.

Soon, Usha’s moans were at their peak. It was an open space away from land surrounded by the sea.

After a few minutes, I slid my hand on her pussy lips over her blue panties. Her panties were wet and filled with her juice as she had an orgasm and didn’t inform us.

Me: Usha you could have informed us that you were about to have an orgasm. We wouldn’t have wasted your juice.

Usha: I wasn’t able to inform you as Manu had french kissed me and I couldn’t speak.

Manu: Ok, next time inform us before you have an orgasm so that we can drink your juices.

Usha was laughing at our words and I slid her panties sideways. Then I gently began rubbing her pussy hairs and began fingering her pussy at a slow pace with my index and middle finger. Usha partially stood by keeping one leg on the chair and the other down. Usha slid her left hand on Manu’s dick and began giving him a handjob. Manu was sucking her right boobs and armpit alternatively. Usha was moving her hands fast on his dick into and fro motion.

She had thought Manu would cum early and easily, but that wasn’t possible. So I insisted Usha use her mouth and maintain the same speed so that he would cum fast. Usha hesitated a bit but continued trying handjob. But she was failing and had no choice but to give him a blowjob. Then Usha began sucking Manu’s dick at the same speed.

Manu couldn’t control so he began pushing her head more deeply into his dick. Usha was choking and was trying to push him away but couldn’t. After a few seconds, Manu loaded his cum in Usha’s mouth and sat beside her relaxing.

Then I guided my ring finger inside her pussy. Usha moaned, “Ouch ha ah ahah ha hmm ahhh..” and was asking me to remove my ring finger from her pussy. But I didn’t care and began fingering her pussy more deeply and vigorously.

Then Manu held Usha’s both hands with his right hand and slid his left-hand middle finger inside her pussy. As her pussy lip stretched a bit, Usha moaned, “Ouch ah ah haha ahhh it’s hurting I can’t I can’t please stop.”

But..

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Hello guys, this is Rajesh, a 27 years bisexual guy from Hyderabad living in Melbourne. After living abroad for a couple of years now, I started missing living with my family. When I talked about it with my family back home, they suggested living with my aunt, who is also in Melbourne.

But I have got used to the privacy and freedom of living in a shared accommodation. I said I’ll think about it. After a week, I got a call from my aunt. She asked me to come and live at her place as they, too, have a spare bedroom. I agreed to it and finally moved to their place.

By the second week, I already got the feeling of losing my freedom and privacy. But I adjusted, as I have a separate bedroom with an attached toilet. On a fine Friday, I took sick leave from work and stayed home. When I stayed alone, I used to bring someone to my room and have fun.

I decided to pleasure myself. So, I took off all the clothes on my body and jumped into bed, scrolling through the internet for some porn. Finally, selected one video and played it, and I was completely lost in it.

My aunt was walking outside my room and heard some moaning sounds. I usually lock my door from the inside. She slightly opened the door and was shocked, looking at me naked and stroking my dick.

Aunt: What the fuck are you doing, Raj? Is this why you stayed in sharing all these years? You want me to tell this to your uncle and your parents?

Me: Sorry, aunty, I forgot to lock my door. You should have at least knocked on the door.

Aunt: What do you mean by knock on the door? This is my house. I was coming here to put your blankets for laundry. OK, I understand you are an adult. You have feelings, especially at this age. But now I want you to put your clothes on. I want to clean this room. WTF! Is that coconut oil on the sheets?

Me: Oh no, I just got it in to massage my hair.

Aunt: Looks like you are massaging something else.

Me: Sorry, aunty, you relax. I will clean this room.

Aunt: What, relax? How can you even clean it? It has too many stains on it.

She put oil on me and said, “Now you relax, go and clean yourself. Do you like to put oil on it? Now I put oil on your body. Go ahead and continue what you were doing. You know what? I don’t get enough time to keep the house clean. My body gets the pleasure very rarely. Maybe I should get a little. You here are jerking off to porn with coconut oil.

Me: OK, what does that mean? What are you trying to say? I don’t get it.

Aunt: When you sit here and pleasure yourself. Why don’t I get some pleasure?

Me: What?

Aunt: Why don’t you get that cock hard again (she puts some more oil on my dick), and you are going to pleasure me. (while saying this, she starts to undress herself.)

Me: What? No, no, no.

Aunt: Yes, yes, yes. (she straight away jumped on me and took my cock in her hand, and started rubbing it) You are going to give me what I want. You are going to give me what I fucking need. I am taking care of you every day. Now it’s time you take care of my needs. Don’t you think I deserve it?

Me: I don’t know. I can’t do this with my aunt. You are really scaring me.

Aunt: Yeah, you look really scared with your hard cock between my boobs.

Me: Oh, yeah.

Aunt: I know you are enjoying it. Now listen, If you are to make fucking mess, at least make it worth it for me to clean it.

Me: OK

Aunt: Now, will you please stop acting as if you are a virgin and hold my boobs with your hands and fuck your cock between them.

Me: OK (I placed my hands on her boobs and fucked them) OMG!

Aunt: Yeah, I know.

Me: What?

Aunt: It feels good, right?

Me: Yeah

Aunt: OK, good. So, you are getting ready for my pussy, and you are going to fuck me. You are going to make me cum, and you are going to make me feel better about cleaning up your fucking messy bed. Now squeeze my boobs tight.

Me: OK, I’ll do whatever you want.

Aunt: OMG, you don’t even know how to fuck my boobs? Have you ever been with a woman, or you jerk off to porn? Have you got your dick sucked before?

Saying this, she took my cock into her mouth. After looking at my reaction, she said, “I guess you didn’t get sucked before.” She sucked my cock well and also took my balls into her mouth. She asked me to keep quiet while she was cleaning my dick. “You like it when I lick your balls clean?

Me: Yeah, aunty, that feels good.

I just laid back and let her do the work and enjoyed the action.

Aunt: You know what? I think that I should teach you a lesson. I think that you should know what it’s like to clean something.

Me: OK (she moved back and took off her pants and inners), what are you doing?

Aunt: I think you should clean my pussy and ass.

Me: What?

Aunt: I think that you should clean my pussy and my asshole.

Me: Oh no, I’ve never done anything like that before.

Aunt: Guess what? You never cleaned your room, either. So, now you’ll learn to clean from my pussy and ass hole. Get over here and lick my pussy and ass hole. NOW

Me: OK. (she got into doggy, and I went behind her and started to lick her ass hole) Like that? Am I doing it correctly?

Aunt: Yeah. See, it’s not that hard to clean. It’s a good start, push your tongue deep in my ass and clean it properly.

I just followed her orders. When I tried to lick her pussy, she ordered me to lick her ass hole clean first. So I can learn how it feels to clean something really dirty. I again just followed her words. She spread her ass cheeks wide so I can lick it deep.

She held my neck and pressed my face deep into her ass. After a while, she stopped me and turned onto her back.

Aunt: I want to see if you are doing a good job or not. So, let me watch you.

She pulled my hair and took my mouth onto her pussy. I switched between her ass and pussy and licked both the holes. While licking, I played with her nipples. I can see in her eyes that she liked it.

Aunt: now I need that cock inside me. I need you to fuck me. Get up here and fuck me.

I got up and rubbed my cock on her pussy. I also rammed my cock hard on her pussy. She let a loud moan and pushed my dick into her pussy. Soon I got inside her pussy. I started with medium strokes, to which my bed started making noise. My aunt was moaning, “Yeah, fuck it, go deep.”

After listening to that, I increased my speed, and her moans, too, became louder. While fucking deep in her pussy I bent forward and gave a kiss on her lips. Now, I held both her legs on one side and continued fucking her pussy for another 2 minutes.

She ordered me to lick her pussy again. I licked her pussy and made it wet with my saliva. Now she goes on top of me and rides my dick for a while. I then put her into the doggy position. While I was fucking her in the doggy, the dominant in me was coming out slowly.

I held her hair tight and pressed her face into the pillow. I fucked deep in her pussy. I pulled her head towards me with one hand, and with the other, I squeezed her boobs hard and spanked her ass. By the sounds she was making, I guessed that she was completely into it and enjoyed it fully.

After we fucked for about 20 to 30 minutes, I said I’m going to cum. She asked me to release all of it on her boobs. She licked and swallowed the last lucky drop of my cum, and also she took the cum from her boobs and took it into her mouth.

Aunt: You know what? This is the only kind of mess I like. Now you need to clean my ass hole again. Stick your tongue deep in there.

I again followed her order and licked her ass and pussy, and she cum in my mouth.

Now, here comes the real surprise. When we were almost finished, my cousin sister (aunt’s daughter) was at the door watching us. What happened next will be in part 2

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Rakesh ka hath mere shareer par charo taraf chal raha tha. Kabhi wo mere boobs ko sehlata, to kabhi mere hips ko sehlata hua meri pussy tak pahunch jata. Maine bhi shower ko ek hath se on kar diya, aur doosre hath se uske fauladi hatiyar ko sehla rahi thi.

Shower ki boonde shareer ki aag ko aur bhadka rahi thi. Ab sehlate-sehlate wo mere peeche aa gaya. Uska hathiyar meri ass ki dararo mein yaha-waha takra raha tha. Wahi doosri taraf mere boobs ko apne dono hatho se press kar raha tha. Kabhi-kabhi wo mere nipples ko beech mein squeeze kar deta, jisse meri siskari nikal jati.

Wo upar meri peeth ko apni chhaati se chipkaye hue, zor se mere boobs dabate hue mujhe apne andar bheench raha tha. Aur uska nichla bhaag kisi bhi tarah mere peeche se andar ghus jana chaah raha tha. Main bhi apna poora dabav peeche ki taraf kiye jaa rahi thi.

Par is baat ka dhyan rakh rahi thi, ki uska hatiyar kahi mere g-hole mein na ghus jaye. Kyunki maine aisa pehle kabhi karwaya nahi tha, aur karwana bhi nahi chaahti thi. Main thoda sa aage ki taraf jhuki, to Rakesh ne khud se apna hathiyar meri pussy ke muh par set kiya, aur zor ka dhakka maara.

Usne josh mein itni zor se dhakka maara, ki agar maine saamne ki deewar aur tap ko na pakda hota, to mera sar deewar se takra jata. Shower ka paani ab meri peeth par gir raha tha. Rakesh ne meri kamar ko apne hatho se zor se pakda, aur zor-zor se dhakke maarne laga. Uska har dhakka mere andar ragadta hua deep mere andar jaa kar meri bachhe-dani se takra raha tha.

In zordaar dhakko se main bhi ab saatve aasman par thi. Kabhi wo meri kamar ko pakad kar dhakke maarta, to kabhi mere dono tanne hue boobs ko pakad kar dhakke se poora mere andar sama jaane ki koshish karta. Uska har stroke paani mein bheegi hui thap ke sath mujhe aanandit kar raha tha.

Pehli baar to wo jaldi hi jhad gaya tha. Uske sath main bhi discharge ho gayi thi. Par is bar wo zyada samay le raha tha. Lagbhag 8-10 minute tak wo usi position mein mujhe aise hi zor-zor se shot maarta raha. Fir wo apna hathiyar nikaal kar mere saamne aa gaya, aur aage se daalne ki koshish karne laga.

Par us position mein bathroom mein kar paana mushkil tha, to maine use bed par chalne ke liye kaha. Usne mujhe apni god mein utha liya. Ab mere boobs uske chehre ke aas-paas the, to usne mere nipples ko apne lips mein daba liya, aur mujhe kisi khilone ki tarah utha kar bed ki taraf chal diya.

Main gir na jau isliye maine bhi use zor se pakda hua tha. Wo apne hontho se zor-zor se mere nipples daba raha tha. Ye karte hue hum bed par gaye the. Usne mujhe bed par seedha karke lita diya, aur mere boobs par toot pada. Mere 34″ size ke boobs ko wo aam ki tarah daba-daba kar nichodh raha tha, aur apni jeebh aur hontho se mere nipples se khel raha tha.

Jeebh se mere bheege badan ko chaat-te-chaat-te wo neeche aane laga, aur apni jeebh ko meri nabhi ke aas-paas ghumane laga. Main aapko shabdon mein nahi bata sakti, ki mujhe is sab mein kitna maza aa raha tha. Is sab ka andaza sirf is baat se pata lagaya jaa sakta tha, ki meri pussy is wajah se behne lagi thi.

Meri uttejana apne charam par thi. Rakesh ab meri dono taango ke beech baith gaya, aur meri pussy ke aas-paas apni jeebh ferne laga. Meri pussy kisi jwalamukhi ki tarah dehak rahi thi, aur reh-reh kar usse laawa beh raha tha.

(aapki jankari ke liye bata du, ki mere poore shareer par baal nahi hai. Is wajah se meri pussy par bhi koi baal nahi hai.)

Rakesh ne aas-paas jeebh ferte hue apni jeebh ka agla hissa jaise hi meri pussy par lagaya, mere poore shareer mein current sa daud gaya, aur maine kasa kar uske chahre ko apni pussy par daba diya. Wo muh khol kar jeebh ko pussy mein yaha-waha ghumane laga. Uski khurdari jeebh ne jaise hi meri g-spot ko 3-4 baar chhua, usse mere shareer mein zor ka kampan hua, aur main discharge ho gayi.

Rakesh ne khud ko mujhse alag kiya aur paas pade kapde se meri pussy ko saaf kiya. Ab usne meri dono taango ko utha kar apne kandho par rakh liya, aur jhuka kar mere boobs ko kass kar maslane laga. 3-4 minute ki ragdayi se main firse taiyaar hone lagi thi. Uska tight pad chuka fauladi musal meri tango ke beech meri pussy ke paas takra raha tha.

Usne jhuk kar apne musal ko meri pussy par set kiya, aur poore zor se dhakka maar diya. Meri geeli pussy mein deewaro ko cheerta hua uska musal jaa kar meri bachhe-dani se takraya. Bathroom se lekar ab tak sex mein wo abhi tak discharge nahi hua tha.

To ab usne zor-zor se dhakke dena chaalu kar diya. Har dhakke ke sath main firse charge hui jaa rahi thi. Aur ab neeche se maine bhi upar ki taraf dhakke maarna shuru kar diya tha. Maine notice Rakesh bhi aankhen band kiye ab zor-zor se shot par shot maare jaa raha tha.

Ab hum dono hi zor-zor se dhakke maar kar ek-doosre ko aanandit kar rahe the. Achanak Rakesh ke dhakko ne zor pakad liya. Iske sath hi Rakesh apne charam par pahunch gaya, aur uska jwalamukhi bhi phoot pada. Uske garam laave se main bhi ek baar firse apne charam par pahunch gayi, aur sath hi discharge ho gayi.

Ab hum dono hi apni saanse samet-te hue ek taraf nidhal pad gaye, aur aise hi pade-pade so gaye.

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I was quite mesmerised by the magnificent cock of my kid brother in my hands. He also conveyed that he rather liked the touch of my hands. “Your hands feel damn good. You were intending to conduct some research on it.”

“Both hands are not enough to accommodate this huge cock. It feels rather good in my hands. I was wondering whether it will make only my hands feel good or other appropriate places, too?”

“Didi, you can speak so raw! You can keep fondling my cock. What kind of appropriate places do you plan to use it on?”

“Can’t wait to use it, it seems. Now come clean, how come your cock was an oak tree even before y head or hands touched it. Whom were you thinking about, that Avantika?”

“No, no, not her,” he protested strongly.

“Then who was it? You’ve no shortage of sluts around you.”

“You want the truth?”

“Yes, and nothing but the truth.”

“Promise me you won’t get angry.”

“See, your cock is in my hands. I swear on this marvellous cock that I won’t get angry. Tell me, who is this hot sexy siren who turned my kid brother’s big cock so damn hard.”

“That hot, sexy siren is you, Didi.”

He spoke with conviction with his eyes on mine. There was also a sense of relief that he could tell me that. It pleased me immensely that I was the real object of his desire and not a replacement for some slut. It was later on I came to know how long he had been lusting for me.

“Me! A hot, sexy siren? How come you look at your sister that way? You must be saying this just because your cock is in my hands, and you want me to pleasure you more?” Actually, I was curious to know for how long he was lusting after me.

“Didi, don’t get angry or get me wrong. For me, you’ve always been an ideal woman- beautiful, intelligent, well-dressed, professionally and financially successful, and I never sexually looked up to you. I’ll explain later in detail. Around a month back, some circumstances changed my outlook towards you. I tried to fight those feelings initially. But eventually, you emerged as the sexiest, hottest and most desirable woman in my mind. Come on, Didi, every time you come to my college, the guys go wild. You’re the ultimate fantasy for any man.” He felt so relieved after he came out with the truth.

As promised, I kept cool as there was nothing to get angry about now. I asked, “So what got you so excited today?”

“You’re looking at your sexiest best today. Your boobs are threatening to rip apart your sleeveless blouse, that heavenly cleavage! That creamy, smooth abdomen with that deep navel. Any other man would have pounced on you long back. I’ve restrained since I can never think of forcing upon you. Even this restrain is being tested hard. If you hadn’t taken this step, I would have definitely made a move. Oh God, what’s that unbearable circular movement of your hands? You’ll drive me insane.”

Midway between his disclosure, I had initiated applying my signature circular hand motion over his cock. Like most men, he was thrilled and ecstatic. My heart glowed with pride as my scheme had worked to perfection. Now, I was going to relish the rewards of my labours and patience.

With his magnificent cock and solid body, he was going to be entirely mine. That cock is for me only. “Like your elder sister’s handiworks or the bitches around it do it better?” I was driven by the intention to make him forget all the sluts he had ever been with.

I will pleasure him so much that he will only seek me.

“Just your hands are much more pleasurable than in my imagination. No body gave me these sensations with their hands.”

“So you’ve fucked a number of bitches! Maybe their handjobs are not as good as mine. Being younger, they might excel in other departments with exposure to new techniques.”

“Yes, I have. Whether they’re better than you in other departments can be confirmed after a thorough evaluation. Maybe you’re more experienced than them.”

“You want to evaluate me thoroughly? How do you intend to proceed?”

“Come in my arms. Let me see you real close.”

“Then remove all your clothes. Let me have a good look at you, too.”

Hrik’s pyjamas were already undone. As requested, he removed his kurta to reveal his gymed body. It’s not that I was seeing him topless for the first time. Today, I was a lusty woman and not merely his elder sister.

Ah, the prominent abs, strong chiselled chest, flowing arm muscles and broad shoulders did make him irresistible. I really couldn’t blame the herd of sluts that swarmed around him. Now I realised why my office senior saw ‘nothing little’ about him.

Any girl would swoon over his torso and love to be engulfed in those strong arms. My heartbeat was loud, and my cunt churned whimsically as I let my scantily clad boobs press firmly over his rippling abs and moved up. My skin sizzled as my solar plexus ground on his hot, hard man sausage.

I let out an exhilarated moan, which mingled with his deep groan of excitement.

“Oh, Didi, this must be a dream that your boobs are pressing upon my abs and chest.” He further gasped, “I can’t believe that your skin is sprawled over my cock.”

“So these are the things you dreamt about your elder sister?”

Our conversation carried on with ease, comfort and thick innuendos laced with wit and humour.

He replied, “Not only this much, but definitely much more.”

“Seems many of your dreams might come true today. Let me fulfil your first wish to see me close.”

I moved up, keeping my boobs pressed well on his body. I got my face close to his with my boobs crushed upon his strong hairy chest. He looked at my face with immense admiration and held it gently in his strong palms.

His eyes scrutinised every cell of my face, from the roots of my hair to the chin, with particular attention on my lips. It was as if he was in a trance. I deliberately broke it.

“You’re looking at me as if hypnotised.”

“Yes, Didi, I’m hypnotised by your beauty. The arched forehead.” He kissed my forehead. The masculine lips scorched my skin with a sweet heat that made me shiver. He continued.

“Your eyebrows, so beautifully arched like the crescent moon.” His lips felt the length of my eyebrows, making me press harder against him.

“Such effervescent lustrous eyes. Close them, Didi.” I obeyed, and he gasped. “Oh, the most beautiful eyelids and lashes.” He kissed them, sending shivers down my spine. “You can’t even imagine the number of men who went weak in the knees when you fluttered your eyes with these natural eyelashes.”

“The way you’re going, you might end up writing a sonnet in my praise!”

Though I spoke with mock astonishment, my heart glowed at his earnest compliments. We women are big-time suckers for compliments.

“Sonnet won’t suffice. If I were a poet, I would have composed an entire epic on your heavenly beauty. Your cheeks are so soft, your lips so alluring. Wish I had the insight of a poet to appreciate your beauty truly.”

“You can appreciate it with action, too. After all, action speaks louder than words.”

“Oh, Didi.” He pulled my face closer and sank his hungry lips into mine. Our bodies shook involuntarily as our lips met for the first time. The initial nibbling graduated to a frenzied mouth-feeding spree as we launched into an endless exploration.

My hands grabbed his hair with passion. Generally, kissing a sibling is supposed to be asexual. In our case, it was a raw passion from the commencement. Deep moans emitted from our throats, and his hands ruffled my hair and caressed my back in a frenzied manner.

His cock was throbbing and pressing hard against my abdomen. It seemed like a sweet eternity. The first kiss between brother and sister continued. When we parted, I noticed his eyes dripping with lust. He pulled me up and made me sit on his lap.

His engorged cock poked at my crotch through the flimsy saree and the black satin petticoat. I adjusted to let my cloth-clad crotch grind upon his cock. He kept showering kisses on my throat, bare shoulders and collarbones. He kept showering with passionate compliments.

“You’re more beautiful than all the celestial nymphs, Rambha, Urvarshi, and Menaka put together. I have only heard about them. Today, I’m seeing them. Kissing someone as beautiful as you have made my life worthwhile.”

“What a deluge of compliments. Will your thirst be quenched with only kisses, or do you want something more? It’s not that I’m going to stop you from kissing more.”

“Of course, I have elaborate plans. These are mere twigs that have been ignited. The forest fire will rage later on.”

“Show me the raging forest fire.”

He removed the saree from my shoulders, revealing the front-notted sleeveless blouse, which barely covered my ripe jugs. He could barely conceal his excitement.

“Oh God, your boobs are so firm and tight like tender cabbages. It’s a tall order for your blouse to confine them. They should be set free without further delay.”

“Set them free with your own hands.”

I was yearning to feel his strong hands, fingers, mouth and tongue all over my boobs. Like most women, my boobs are highly erogenous zones.

“They will be set free, but before that, I would like to have a good look at your open stomach.” He pulled me up on my knee to bring my stomach near his face. Dollops of raw lust dribbled from his eyes and face.

With a graceful move, he pulled out my saree, leaving me only in my black blouse and black satin petticoat. I could not help but admire his skill at undoing a saree.

“Wow, your lecherous hands must have undone the sarees of a number of bitches to attain this level of proficiency.”

He smiled widely. “Yes, sis. On Saraswati puja days, most of my lovers looked so hot I was compelled to remove their sarees. Well, that practice has come in handy today.”

For those who are not aware of Bengali culture, it’s imperative for a Bengali girl to wear a traditional saree on Saraswati puja day. Long before the advent of Valentine’s Day, Bengalis have been celebrating Saraswati pujo day as their Valentine’s Day.

Due to its auspicious nature, they choose this day to propose or profess their love on this day. However, his confession and scenes of him undoing the sarees of other sluts did induce a pang of unreasonable jealousy in me.

“Then go and undo their sarees. Go and observe those tender bellies. What will you get from observing mine?” My words hardly camouflaged my jealousy. He was quick to make amends.

“There can be no comparison between them and you. Oh God, what a lovely stomach, even much better than Tammana Bhatia. It’s so soft, creamy, smooth and seems tastier than that of Chitol fish. I got to taste it.”

He planted innumerable kisses on my stomach, abdomen and the base of my cunt, making me shudder and moan exasperately. Deep moans of satisfaction emitted from the depth of his throat. When he sank his slithery tongue into my deep navel, I shrieked in ecstasy.

“Damn, are you going to drive me mad by probing my navel with your eel-like tongue?”

He kept wriggling his tongue in my navel, driving me wilder and sparing me after two minutes. He spoke with extreme passion and pure lust in his voice. “What a regret that I had never laid my eyes on this treasure for so many years. Ah, so soft, so smooth.”

“You’ve been eying my tummy and navel since this morning. Is this what turned your dick into a mace?”

“Yes, sis, right from the moment I bent down to touch your feet. Were you intentionally heating me?”

“Of course, dear.”

“That means you were also lusting after me. When and how did you start doing that?”

“I will narrate the long story later. Now enjoy me to your heart’s content. The gist is that I have been yearning for your body and cock for some weeks.”

He pulled me down, and I sat over his hardness. With an upward movement of his strong thighs, he brought up my scantily clad boobs in front of his eyes and mouth. He undid the front knot leisurely, raised my arms to slide away the blouse and threw it away like a piece of unwanted garbage.

My 36C boobs were bare except for the lacy bra, which could hardly hold them.

“Finally, the golden globes are released from the prison of your blouse. It seems your bra is finding it hard to hold your globes.”
“Then let me spare it from this arduous labour.” I flicked the hook, and my melons sprang out like caged lions before his popping eyes and dropping jaws.

“Do you like your sister’s boobs? Maybe you’ve seen bigger and better?”

“I swear, I’ve never seen bigger and more beautiful boobs like these. Ah, the nipples are so pronounced and light pink. Those are so fair. Got to feel them with my hands.”

He encircled my boobs with his strong hands and pressed firmly. The palms and fingers sank into my fleshy globes like a hot knife into butter. Aah, the touch of a man’s hands on the boobs is a sensation which only a woman can empathise with.

We both shook, and a loud gasp escaped my mouth. I hadn’t expected my kid brother’s hands to be so exciting, as many men had felt me before that. Hrik’s face filled up with immense satisfaction, which intensified at my gasp. He started squeezing my boobs and spoke fervently.

“Damn, Didi. Your boobs are surprisingly soft, creamy and yet so firm. It is so big that one hand can’t encompass it entirely. I want to squeeze them more. The first time I saw and felt such boobs. My hands are really blessed.”

“This is size 36C, you fool. These are not the dry boobs of your skinny sluts. This is the real juice ripe deal. If you want to squeeze, do it harder. Which bastard is going to stop you?”

My filthy words encouraged him to continue with more energy. He started rolling my pointed nipples between his index and thumb, making me squirm and setting off sparks throughout my body. Expectedly, my mouth spewed out raw, filthy explicit.

“I’ve been captured by a merciless dacoit who is plundering what I got. Damn, what are you doing with my nipples? Seems you have handled a lot of boobs. Now, pour all your experience over me. Ah, tweak my nipples harder. How does it feel to handle your dream boobs? Ahh, your sister is going mad with pleasure, you brother of a slut.”

“Oh, my hot, sexy siren sister. If you let open such a treasure cove, even the most pious of saints will become robbers. I swear your boobs are incomparable to the boobs I have played with. Watch my hands sink in yours like into bags of tender cottage cheese. Oh, God, your exquisitely trembling nipples are sending electric shocks through my fingers. Oh, sister, my mouth is severely watering to gobble these golden globes.

“Keep looting all you can, as you can, you fucker. Why won’t my nipples tremble like that, you son of a slut? The way you are tweaking them, any other girl would have flooded the sofa with her cunt juices by now. Oh dear, your mouth is watering to gobble my boobs? So start eating them, you brother of a fucking sister.”

“Rightly said. Once, in a cinema, I tweaked a girl’s nipples. She came a lot within half a minute. It made an utter mess of her panties. It feels like a dream that these heavenly boobs are going to enter my mouth.”

“Stop dreaming and just put them in your mouth, you fool fucker.”

He squeezed my boobs hard and pulled the close to his wide-open mouth. And with a grunt of ecstasy, he gobbled the right one to accommodate as much as he could in his mouth. A loud shriek of pleasure escaped my mouth, which startled my brother. He took his mouth away and questioned, “Did I hurt you?”

I assured him, “On the contrary, it was rather pleasurable. Get back to what you started. Till now, you’ve tasted underdeveloped dry boobs of skinny sluts. Now relish these ripe, juicy melons.”

He immediately embarked upon my instructions with renewed vigour and started to gorge on them alternatively. He also administered circular flicks over the nipples with his skilled tongue. In addition, he applied gentle nibbles on my nipples with his teeth.

This three-pronged assault made me throw back my head and grab his head. I groaned, moaned and expressed my verbal pleasure.

“Oh, you bloody boob eater, where did you learn all these tricks? Yes, yes, keep rolling our tongues over the nipples. Knead my jugs as hard as you can. Take your sister’s boobs up to your throat, you fucker. Oh God, this tyrant is plundering all my treasures. Oh, Mom, watch your plunderer son eating away at your daughter’s boobs.”

He sucked with more speed and intensity, with his drool smearing my boobs, which made it more pleasurable. He took a brief break to express his satisfaction.

“How can I stop nudging at these large, smooth and soft udders? You are a productive Jersey cow. I am a hungry calf nuzzling your udders.”

The allusion to a milk-yielding cow tickled my funny bones. “So I am a milk-yielding giant uddered cow? Ok, listen to the cow.” I let out a long mow, imitating a cow to perfection.

He could not help laughing even as he sucked, creating a unique squelchy, wheezy, dirty, yet ear-pleasing sound. His right hand hovered over my satin petticoat-clad thighs and brushed the fleshy cunt mound.

I asked provocatively, “It seems you can’t tolerate the petticoat anymore. You want to see me fully naked?”

“Yes, Didi, you’ve laid your eyes and hands on mine. It’s only fair that I return the honours.”

“Do it with your filthy hands.” I hissed out.

His fingers promptly moved to my petticoat knot. His efforts to untie it seemed clumsy. I challenged his experience. “Haven’t you undone a petticoat before? You and your tall tales about Saraswati puja incidents!”

He confessed sheepishly. “You’re right, Didi. I have done many a sarees, but the petticoats were undone by the girls only.”

I guided him. “It’s the same as your pyjama chord. Go ahead.”

His fingers gained confidence. There was an audible “Gnat” sound as the knot was pulled, and my black, satin petticoat fell to my ankles with an airy, rustling sound. My cunt mound laid unravelled for my kid brother’s eyes. Expectedly, he was awestruck and mesmerised by it.

“Wow, Didi, that’s the loveliest thing I’ve ever seen. Ah, so clean-shaven and fluffy like a premium English bun. My eyes are blessed to behold such a divine sight.”

Though I glowed from within at his honest admiration, I chose to taunt him a bit. “No need to sing praises. You must have said these very words to every other cunt you’ve laid your eyes upon.”

“I agree that this isn’t the first time I’m seeing a pussy. I swear this is the most pleasant, alluring and definitely the fluffiest of all. Can I touch it to ascertain whether it’s the softest?”

I take your word. Why stop at touching only? You can do whatever else you want to.” I encouraged him. “Oh, Didi.” He shivered all over as his palm sank inside my fleshy mound. Sparks of lust balls ran through my veins. My cunt wriggled. He stood up, massaging my mound, and guided my left hand over his stiff pole, which I grabbed eagerly.

We engaged in a deep kiss as we massaged each other. He parted his lips from mine, looked into my eyes and spoke in a dominating yet gentlemanly manner.

“Didi, I want to see this exquisite English bun close and explore it.”

I didn’t need to provide verbal approval as my eyes said it all. He held my waist, picked me up, and put me down on the sofa. He sat down between my legs with his mouth close to my cunt. He spoke with the same dominating tone.

“Now give me the show of my life. Bless my eyes by revealing your bower of bliss.” I liked this tone. A woman, however successful, rich, established and competent, might not tolerate male domination in the profession, society or the house. But she wants to be dominated and owned by a man during sex.

I obeyed him by parting my legs to the farthest, revealing my naked cunt for his hungry eyes. The expression of amazement, admiration, glee and unadulterated lust on his face made me glow from within. There was something unique about my cunt which had captivated him. I had to bring him out of his trance.

“What is so mesmerising? Surely this is not the first cunt you’ve laid your lustful eyes on. Are you evaluating which one is the better?”

“No doubts that yours is the very best. Wow, look at that light pink texture, the elongated labia. Damn, your clitoris is so prominent! I have to touch it.”

He touched my cunt lips with his finger and ran it around it. He moistened his finger with his saliva. He probed my cunt lips and clit with expert feather touches and flicks, making me cry out loud and shake all over.

“You bloody cunt messing bastard. What are these tricks you’re applying to my cunt. Son of a bitch, God knows how many cunts you have messed up to attain these skills. My God, I never imagined that so much pleasure was designed for me. Why didn’t I get you earlier.”

His fingers were magical. No other man had pleasured me like him. He licked his lips rather obscenely and spoke confidently. “If my fingers feel so good, check out my oral skills. What a juicy and wet pussy you have, Didi. I’m sure it will taste rather palatable.”

“Seems you’ve eaten a lot of pussies to attain this degree. Now decide whether I taste better than your sluts. I could never imagine myself spread out before my pussy eater kid brother!”

“You can tell that the rice is done by pressing one grain. Whose lips, stomach and boobs are so delicious, her cunt will be tastier. Oh sister, I can’t hold back anymore.”

With a deep moan of pleasure, he planted a deep kiss on the entrance of my pussy. My whole body shuddered badly, and an elongated animalistic howl escaped my mouth.

My hands grasped his head and hair. “Oh my God, bhai, your kiss scorched my cunt. Don’t hold back. Savour the taste of my cunt as much as you can.”

Hriitika and Hrittik will be back to complete their very first fuck gloriously.

Hi guys. My name is Shuhaib. I am 23 years old, and this is my first story on Indian Sex Stories. Your feedback is appreciated. Please mail me at [email protected]. I know English, Malayalam, Kannada, Tamil and Hindi. Feel free to get in touch.

Characters:

Shuhaib (me): 23 years old. Working in the mechanical industry and has a good 6 inches cock. Broad shoulders, 5 feet 5 height. Brown-coloured skin and a ripped athletic body from playing years of cricket.

Akshitha: 22 years old. Working in a regional telephone office. She has a B cup, 32 size boobs, 30 waist and 34 hips. She has a fair, milky white body, which she inherited from her beautiful mother.

Kamala aunty: Akshitha’s mother

Aisha: my mother

The story is set in the 1990s when there was no television and landline in many of the households. One of the main sources of information was through the radio.

Let’s begin the story.

Once, I was travelling to Chennai to meet a client. While the journey started from Hyderabad, there was no trace of rain. Hours passed by, and after nearly 8 hours of travel, the train reached Bangalore. Three hours before reaching Bangalore, the rain started pouring down.

I reached Bangalore railway station. After entering the railway station, the train stopped for 30 minutes. Then, an announcement came from the speakers.

“Bangalore is flooded due to rains, and there is water over the railway tracks. Therefore, the train will not be moving and is halting at the railway station.”

Everyone on the train started to panic without knowing what to do. But there were lodges near the railway station, so I thought everything would be fine. I kept my bag over my head to stop my hair from getting wet.

I went near a lodge and asked the receptionist if there was any room available, and he said there was none. Then I went to nearby 3 or 4 lodges, but due to ill luck, I couldn’t find rooms. There were 1000s of stranded passengers, and only some got the room.

I was shivering from cold due to wetness. I started to think about what to do, and then it flashed to me. One of my mother’s closest friends, Kamala aunty, lives in KR Puram. I went to a nearby landline store, and luckily, there was still a connection despite the rain.

I called my mother and told her about the situation, and she gave me the address of Kamala Aunty’s home. I took an auto and started my ride. My shirt was completely drenched, and my pants were completely soaked. I was shivering. It took around 1 and a half hours to reach the place as the roads were flooded.

The driver stopped the auto and pointed out a road which was shown in the address. I needed to walk as the auto wouldn’t go any further.

I got out of the rickshaw and moved to the shelter provided by a small coffee shop. I asked the owner of the shop the address, which my mom had told me. I looked into the lane. There was no one around. All the houses had their doors and windows firmly shut. People were sensible, and they were staying indoors.

I saw the address and started walking around. I searched for the name ‘Vigraha Nilaya’ and started walking. Finally, I found the house. The house was on the second floor of the building. I found the staircase to my left. Climbed the stairs and reached the upstairs portion.

I knocked on the wooden door. There was no answer, and I knocked harder and longer. The door didn’t open, but a small window to the right of the door opened.

“Who is it?” a female voice inquired.

“Is Kamala aunty there?” I enquired

“No. She is not here. Who wants her?” she asked.

As the rain was pouring down heavily, I couldn’t hear what she said properly. All that could be heard was, “Who are you?” The trees were dancing due to heavy winds. There were lightning strikes every other minute.

Shuhaib (me): My name is Shuhaib. I am Aisha Aunty’s son from Hyderabad. My mother gave me the address to this place.

I yelled this as loudly as I could. Due to the winds, I thought she couldn’t hear my voice. The small window door closed, and the main door opened. I could see inside of the house. The house was well-lit by candles as there was no power due to rain.

Akshitha: I am Akshitha. Kamala Aunty’s daughter. Please come in.

I had heard from my mother that Kamala Aunty’s daughter was a beautiful lady. She had a good educational background. But I didn’t think in my wildest dreams that she could be this beautiful.

She had worn a red kameez and had bangles on both of her hands. She was wearing a red bindi on her forehead that matched her fair skin and the red kameez.

Seeing my totally drenched condition, she went inside and returned with a fresh towel and an ironed lungi. I opened my bag. Took out my small toilette kit and also a T-shirt.

Akshitha: Dry yourself before you catch a cold.

She said with a smile on her face. She gestured for me to follow her. One of the doors in the next large room had a door that opened to the attached bathroom with a toilet. The bathroom had another door that probably opened to the bedroom.

I went into the bathroom and changed. There was a small mirror in the bathroom. My face was looking like a person who was going to die from exhaustion. I came out of the bathroom and rubbed my feet on the doormat.

She had a cup of hot filtered coffee ready, and I really loved drinking that coffee. I needed it!

Akshitha: My mother has gone to Salem to visit my aunt, who’s in hospital.

Me: Whether you like it or not, you are struck with me in this storm.

I said jokingly to lighten the mood with a smile. I saw her saddened face when she mentioned her aunt.

Akshitha: Ok Shuhaib. I will prepare you dinner. You go and sit on the sofa. In 10 minutes, dinner will be ready.

I went to the sofa and sat there. This house is small, but it has ample space. There’s a landline and radio.

After 10 minutes, dinner was served. The food was delicious. It was rice and sambar. Akshitha and I spoke about our respective jobs and hobbies throughout dinner. After dinner, Akshitha told me to sleep on the sofa, which could be folded backwards. I slept in there, and I immediately dosed off as I was tired.

The next morning, I woke up to a delicious smell. How could I not recognise it? It was the smell of upma, my favourite cuisine. I started walking towards the kitchen.

Akshitha was standing with her back turned towards me. She was wearing an olive green kameez today. If I had to say, that lovely ass was 34 size. Yesterday, due to my tiredness, I didn’t have sexual thoughts towards her, but today I had my morning wood.

Me: Good morning, Akshitha. (with a sleepy tone)

Akshitha was startled and turned back.

Akshitha: Good morning, Shuhaib. How was your sleep?

Me: I had a good sleep. (with a cheerful voice)

Akshitha: (smiling) I know you were snoring the whole night. Now go and freshen up. Then I will serve you breakfast.

I embarrassingly walked towards the bathroom and finished up with my morning routine. When I returned, morning breakfast was served on the hall table. We both sat and continued to talk about what was best in our cities.

While she spoke, I could see how beautiful her pink lips and smile were. The olive green enhanced her beauty. In this dress, her cleavage can be seen. There was a pause in the conversation.

I thought she caught me staring at her cleavage, but then she continued to talk again. The main thing about her cleavage was that there was a mole on her right breast. I am weirdly attracted to moles over the cleavage.

After we finished breakfast, I tried the radio. The power supply was off. Akshitha brought a small battery-operated transistor radio and gave it to me.

“You can get the local stations and weather updates on this,” she went back to clean up.

I heard the local news bulletin, and it was depressing news. The storm was lashing the coast, and all forms of transportation had come to a halt.  Akshitha joined me in the room. Sat on the chair opposite mine and listened to the news with rapt attention.

When the bulletin concluded, I switched off. She had a worried look on her face. Even though I didn’t show my feelings, I was worried too.

Akshita: I am worried, Shuhaib. They say it is going to cross close to us and do a lot of damage. I hope we are safe here.

Me: I think I should forget about going to my client meeting. I only hope that they all will be safe.

Akshita: You can’t think of going anywhere now. Forget about going to that meeting.

I heard a loud sound from the outside. I opened the window and saw a huge tree had fallen on the road. Akshitha was struck with fear, and me too. We didn’t know what was going to happen.

We shut the window and bolted it. It was just past three, but the light outside dimmed considerably. The house turned dark, and Akshitha lit a candle.

“Do we have enough candles and matches?” I asked her.

So we went and checked. There were about ten candles and two matchboxes in stock. We picked them up and placed them on the top shelf of the open rack there, dry. Safe and accessible place.

Me: We must use them carefully and not waste any.

We both then sat on the sofa. Now, Akshitha was sitting very close to me. I could hear her breathing. Her breast was going up and down in a motion.

Akshitha: Shuhaib, I am afraid. (with tears dropping from her eyes)

I wiped her tears from her face and put my hand around her shoulders. Now, her face was sleeping on my chest. Her chest had a natural rhythm to it, going up and down. Her breathing voice was like a music symphony.

Shuhaib: You are beautiful, Akshitha.

I am amazed that these words passed my mouth.

Akshitha: Thank you, Shuhaib.

I got bold, and my hand started its journey down. Now, I rested my hand over her waist. She didn’t object nor remove my hand. I started to rub my hand over her waist and got adventurous. With my other hand, I held her face and raised and looked into her beautiful blue eyes.

She also looked deep into my eyes. She was searching for something in my eyes, and then immediately, thunder and lightning shook. Within a fraction of a second, my lips were over her pink lips. Devouring it, I pushed my tongue into her mouth.

Our tounges danced in each other’s mouths, and my hand was tracing up inside her salwar. I removed my lips from her, and while looking into her eyes, I signalled her to raise her hands. She raised, and within a go, her green kameez was off her body.

Now I could see the beautiful breasts. My animalistic instinct took over. I grabbed her bra and tore it in one pull. Her fair boobs spilt out with nipples poking like an eraser.

Akshitha was shocked and dumbfounded by what I had done. She was in pain due to the pulling. She squealed, and there were red marks all over the backside and shoulders from where I had pulled the bra.

I made her sleep on the sofa. I grabbed the boobs and started sucking each one by one. She screamed, “Ah.” Due to my sucking and biting the boobs all over, the fair white boobs now turned into red

“Take me slowly, please! Do not rush. There is no hurry,” the way she said, she was literally pleading. I didn’t know anything about her sex life. Nor did we discuss it.

I saw two shawls, one of the shawls lying over the table and one over the door and signalled Akshitha to get up. I took the two shawls and walked towards her naked upper body.

Akshitha: What are the shawls for?

There was a loud sound in the room. No, that sound was not from thunder. It was the sound of a slap that resonated the room. Akshitha’s blank and couldn’t recover for seconds.

Akshitha: Why did you slap me, you monster?

Her voice contained various emotions. This was not the man she met. This is a monster.

Me: Akshitha, from now on, you will speak only when spoken to. From this moment on, you are just a fucktoy. A filthy fucking whore.

In a calm voice, I told her. My voice has authority and command to it, and it would invoke the inner submissive of a girl. She went blank after hearing these words. I moved towards her. With one shawl, I blindfolded her, and with another one, I tied her hands in the backside. I was good with my handiwork.

Now, there she was, looking like a goddess with a blindfold. Tears roll down the blindfold hand was tied in the back with red boobs due to biting and sucking. Ah, the sight to witness. I would give anything in the world to witness this again.

I made her sleep on the sofa again, kissed her neck, and bit it, leaving a mark. Akshitha started to scream while I bit her. She was squirming under me, but what could she do other than that? Her hands were tied, and screaming was the only option that was left to her.

I started going down and kissed and licked her navel. Now Akshitha was getting excited in pleasure. The only words that left her mouth was “Aah.” I put my fingers inside her pant waist and removed her pants and blue panties in one go.

Akshitha helped me by raising her waist. There was it. The secret treasure. The pink pussy that was dripping nectar from inside. Her wetness had drenched till her thigh. I collected it with my finger and tasted it. It had a taste of saltiness and a deep lingering smell.

I collected some of it again with my finger

Me: Open your mouth, Akshitha. (I commanded)

Akshitha: Why?

Another ferocious slap passed her face.

Me: What did I tell you, Akshitha? Do not speak a word. Open your mouth, you filthy pig! (I growled at her.)

She opened her mouth, and I let my finger drenched in her cum inside her mouth. She started sucking my finger and pushed it even inside. She started to choke. Her saliva was coming outside her mouth. Her tears rolled out uncontrollably due to choking her kajal had come out.

Her face has black fluid due to kajal. Her face was a mess. But it was my mess. I smiled, looking at her helpless body. While choking her, I got an idea by seeing the candles and the table in the hall. This was one devilish idea. She would be shedding more tears now.

Me: Akshitha, now get up from the sofa.

She got up from the sofa. Tears still rolling down

I removed the shawl that I had tied to her hands and made her sit above the dining table. The table was clean. I shook the table to see if it was strong enough. Yes, the table was strong as it was made of wood

I left Akshitha there and went into Akshitha’s bedroom. There, I found another 4 shawls. I bought it for the hall. In the hall, Akshitha was lying helplessly, but she didn’t make any sound. The slaps had taught her the lesson.

Me: “Akshitha. Spread your hands and legs.

She complied immediately. I tied her hands and legs with the 4 shawls and tied them to the 4 legs of the table. Now, she was in the spread eagle position with a blindfold. This beauty doesn’t know what I have planned for her and her beauty. I was sure of one thing. She would scream a lot.

After tying her. I came near her cunt. I smelled her pussy. That fragrance made me mad with lust. I was like a flesh-devouring animal. I started to lick her pussy. I inserted my tongue and tasted the pussy. I licked ferociously.

Akshitha arched her back and cried with pleasure. I bit her pussy and pulled it with my teeth. Her labia and clit popped out. I spanked her pussy roughly. For each spank, Akshitha arched her pussy with pleasure and cried loudly.

With a tenth slap on her pussy she cum all over my mouth, pantingly.

“Ahh!” She cried

Akshitha was panting and searching for air. Her breathing stopped at one point, and she gushed out due to pleasure from cumming.

Akshitha: I haven’t cum so much in life! (She cried with pleasure)

Me: The game has only begun, baby girl.

I smiled. This time, I didn’t slap her while she spoke as she had earned it with a hard cumming on my face. My face smelled like her pussy.

Akshitha: I am up for anything. Punish me. Give me everything you have. I am up for everything.

She blurted out. I was amazed. Thrilled, and once again, my animalistic behaviour took up on me

Me: Akshitha! Remember, you asked for it.

I screamed at her.

Let me introduce myself first. I am Kartik, 5.10 in height and have a good body. Currently, I am working in a reputed MNC in Pune. And about my friend, let’s call her ‘P’. She was my junior in my college. She has a petite figure of 32b-24-32.

Let’s begin the story. As I mentioned, she was my junior at my engineering college. We had to do a few internships during college, so fortunately we landed in the same organization and from there, our friendship started. We exchanged our numbers and started talking over text.

In a few days, our friendship grew and we started talking in a little naughty way. We shared our encounters with other people and fantasies. One of her fantasies was to make out at a beach. I playfully told her that I wouldn’t stop at just making out and then she said, “Who is stopping you.”

Then I graduated from that college and got busy with my work. One day, suddenly her text popped up asking about my whereabouts. Then she informed me that nothing was happening in her life and she wanted to have a trip or a gateway. I suggested her to go to the beach and fulfill her fantasy. As soon as I told her this, she replied, “Will you join me?”

I was stunned by her immediate reply and waited for a few hours and then texted back that I was ready for the trip! Then we planned our trip accordingly. We left Pune on a Thursday night and reached Goa on Friday morning. Then we got freshened up and went for an outing. We roamed in Goa for the entire day. At night, we went to a club.

When we reached our hotel room, we were tired and drunk, She just removed the one-piece she was wearing and got into only a bra and panty and threw herself on the bed. We were so tired that day. I did the same and slept till the morning.

The next day when we woke up, we decided to go to the private beach which only a very few people knew. We went there and my friend removed her outer clothes to reveal her red bikini. She was looking absolutely gorgeous. When I saw her, my dick got into full attention mode and it was about to tear my pants!

We got into the water and played there for a while. While playing, I did touch her ass a few times and she also reciprocated it by touching my dick. She even slid her hand inside my pants to get hold of it for just a moment.

After some time, we came out of the ocean. There was a small broken structure and we went near it and nobody was there. We got into it and I started to kiss her. I grabbed her boobs with my hand and started pressing them while I was kissing her.

Then I put my hand inside her bikini top and started to squeeze her boobies very hard. And after some time, I slid my one hand inside her panty. She was moving like a fish craving water. But suddenly, we heard some noises and came to our senses.

Then we got out. My friend grabbed her clothes and went directly to the hotel. I knew these things would happen, so I had already purchased a big packet of condoms. As soon as we went into the room, we again started to make out.

Then I stopped and said to her that I wanted to see her strip. She agreed and we started a very romantic music. She first removed her shirt while dancing and threw it on the bed. She turned around and bent in front of me and slid her pants a little and stopped. She did this a couple of times.

I was eager to see her pants removed. So I went ahead and spanked on her both ass cheeks. She smiled at me and removed her pants. Now she was in a bikini like she was wearing it on the beach. Then she again started dancing in that bikini only.

After a couple of moves, she untied her bikini top from behind. But it was stuck on her boobs. Then she held her top by her one hand in front of boobs. She slid her shoulder strap and started to have some more dance moves. Then she took off her bra and threw it on my face.

My college friend was only in a red panty and she was covering her boobs with her hand. She was dancing like a pro in that position also. She came near me so close that her boobs were directly in front of me. She removed her hand. She was topless in front of me now.

Then she sat on my lap and started giving me a lap dance. Whenever she was facing me, I tried to grab her boobs with my mouth. I succeeded a couple of times in that. Then she stood up in front of me so that her panty was near my mouth. I could feel the smell of her vagina now.

She asked me to remove her panties but on one condition – I cannot use my hand to remove it. I grabbed her panty line with my teeth and tried to lower it. While doing this, I brushed my nose and mouth on my friend’s vagina a couple of times. It was a tingling sensation for her. Finally, I was successful in removing it.

The smell of her vagina was too intoxicating and I totally fell for it. I grabbed her tiny ass and pulled her near me. I started to kiss her pussy and then I threw her on the bed lying on her back.

I came between her legs and grabbed her legs and put my tongue on her pussy opening. She had quit a few boyfriends till then but her pussy was looking fresh. I started to lick it like an ice cream. She liked it very much. I put one finger inside her vagina and started to move it.

I was fingering her while kissing her clit. I reached out for her boobs by then and started pressing them to give her great pleasure. Then I entered my second finger and increased the speed. After a few minutes, she contracted and let out a loud moan and came on my fingers.

A lot of things happened on that trip, I will tell you in the next part. Till then, give me feedback for this story at [email protected]

I am waiting for your reply.

And if any girl/lady is from Pune, feel free to drop a mail to me.

Savita’s school friend, Hetal, was getting married in Surat. Savita was excited to go for the wedding but Ashok had a conference in Delhi. So Savita decided to go alone. Hetal and Savita caught up with old times and went to sleep in the same room. Savita woke in the middle of the night as someone was groping her! Who was it and why were they doing this?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 54 – The Wedding Gift.

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Deepa ki chut mein dard tha, aur Deepa ki galat-fehmi door hui thi, ki wo ladka nahi ladki thi. Aur wo jisko lund samajh rahi thi, wo lund nahi balki badi si clit thi. Wo kahi na kahi khud ko thaga sa bhi mehsoos kar rahi thi. Khud ko itne din tak ladka samjhe hue thi, lekin ladki nikli isliye.

Deepa darri hui bhi thi. Kyunki chut ke andar lund ghusa tha, to bahut dard hua isliye. Aur ab Deepa ko pata tha ki main wapas kabhi bhi firse uski chudai karunga. Deepa mere lund ka size 11 inch dekh kar darri hui thi, aur Anju, Bina ki chudai dekh kar aur bhi ghabrayi hui thi. Uski aankhen bhi fatti hui thi.

Raat ko maine Deepa ko alag kamre mein hi bhej diya Bina ke sath. Fir Anju ke nange gudgude gadraye shareer se lipat ke so gaya. Agle din subha nangi ho kar hi Bina aur Anju ne mere nange shareer ki maalish ki, aur maine Anju ka aur Bina ka baari-baari dudh piya. Tabhi Deepa bachho ke sath waha aa gayi. Maine Deepa ko wahi rukne ko kaha. Wo meri maalish dekhne lagi.

Bachhe chhote hi the dono, 2 aur 3 saal ke. Isliye koi sochne ki baat nahi thi. Dono bachhe apni-apni mummy se lipat bhi rahe the. Maalish poori hui to Anju bachho ko doosre kamre mein le gayi, aur maine dubli patli si Deepa ko paas bula kar god mein bitha liya. Deepa darri hui thi.

Maine uski t-shirt utaar di, aur dono hatho se Deepa ke lagbhag naa ke barabar naram boobs ke nipples ko masalte hue Deepa ke honth choose. Fir Deepa ko kaha to Deepa mere nipple choosne lagi, aur mere kahe mutabik meri nabhi mein patli si ungli ko ghumane lagi.

Wo darri aur ghabrayi hui to thi hi, aur khud ko ladki bhi poori tarah se sweekar nahi kar payi thi. Isliye mere shareer pe majburan pyar udhel rahi thi be-mann se.

Maine oil lagi hui nabhi ko choosne ko kaha, to be-mann se hi choosne lagi. Tab maine nipple ko zor se masal diya. Dard se Deepa ki cheekh nikli, aur maine Deepa ko hadka diya. Deepa ne darte hue mera kaha maante hue, sheersh-aasan ki mudra ke style mein muh ko mere dono ke taango ke beech rakha. Fir usne apni taange upar kar li.

Maine Deepa ke virodh ke bawjood uska pajama aur ladkon wala underwear utaar diya. Deepa ghabra bhi gayi, lekin mera lund choosne lagi, aur gotiyon pe jeebh ferne lagi. Main bhi Deepa ki chut ki clit ko chooste hue chut ke andar ungli daal ke hilane laga. Deepa uttejit ho kar awaaze bhi nikaalne lagi.

Fir maine Deepa ko seedha kiya, aur kaha ki bister pe let, chudai karunga. Sunte hi Deepa ghabra gayi, aur khud ko chhudhwa ke nangi hi bhaagne lagi doosre kamre mein. Main bhi tezi se Deepa ke peeche bhaaga, aur palang ki aadh mein Deepa mujhe chakane lagi.

Mujhe bhi khel mein maza aa raha tha. Ek kone mein khadi ho kar Anju, Bina aur dono bachhe dekhne lage. Maine gidgida ke bhaagti hui Deepa ko daboch liya, peeth ke peeche se jaa kar. Fir pet pe ghera bana kar utha liya, aur pehle kamre mein laa kar bistar pe litaya.

Deepa jhatpata rahi thi. Maine fir Deepa ko kaabu kiya aur nipple choosne laga. Wo lagatar virodh kar rahi thi. Deepa ki chut pe lund set kiya, aur ek jhatke mein lund poora hi andar kiya 11 inch ka.

Deepa ki cheekh nikli. Aur main ruk gaya. Deepa bhi chup ho gayi. Fir dheere-dheere lund hilate hue chudai shuru ki. Is beech side se Anju aur Bina bhi aa gayi. Anju aur Bina meri peeth sehlane lagi, aur main lagataar Deepa ko chodta raha, uski cheekhon ki parwah kiye Bina.

Deepa ki aankhen baahar nikal aayi. Uska paani to pehle hi nikal chuka tha. Deepa ki haalat dekhte hue, maine chudai beech mein hi rok di. Isse Deepa ne raahat ki saans li. Lekin Anju aur Bina meri adhoori chudai dekh kar taiyaar thi chudne ke liye.

Main bhi paseene-paseene ho chuka tha. Maalish ke kaaran badan chikna bhi tha. Main chup-chap let gaya. Anju aur Bina ne bhi bagal mein baith kar mera paseena saaf kiya. Main gehri saanse le raha tha, aur lund khada hua tha. Anju ne mere nipple chooste hue meri nabhi ko komal ungliyon se halke se kuredna shuru kiya.

Bina ne lund pe jeebh firana shuru kiya, aur mera hath Anju ke bade-bade boobs pe harkate kar rahe the. Anju ka beta Anju ka ek boob choosne laga, aur Bina ka beta bhi Bina ke boob ko choosne laga.

Deepa sab dekh rahi thi, aur maine khud ko Bina aur Anju se alag kiya. Fir maine Anju ka dudh piya boobs ko zor se dabate hue. Fir Bina ka dudh piya aur kaha-

Main: Aaj chutti ka din hai. Din bhar lund khada rakhunga, aur poori chudai nahi karunga.

Deepa nashta ready karne chali gayi, aur main Anju aur Bina ki nabhi ke andar toffee daal-daal kar choosne laga. Dono bachhe bhi toffee ke laalach mein nabhi choos rahe the Bina aur Anju ki. Anju ke pet pe sar rakh kar Bina ke boobs dabate hue nipple masal raha tha. Tabhi Deepa chay aur samose aur jalebi lekar aa gayi.

Anju ke pet pe hi samose aur jalebi aur chatni ko nabhi ke andar rakh ke khaane lage.  Maine Bina ko lita kar takiye ke sahare chut ko uncha kiya, aur dono taango ko maathe ki taraf karwa ke, chut ke andar chatni bhar ke, chut ko choosa. Lund tanna hua tha. Iccha to chudai ki thi, lekin mujhe to chodne ke bajaye kamuk khel zyada pasand aa raha tha.

Koi bhi baahar wala aa sakta tha. Din ka samay tha, isliye Anju aur Deepa nahane chali gayi. Uske baad Bina aur main sath mein nahane gaye. Bina ke sath nahate hue, boobs dabaye, choose, aur nabhi ke sath-sath chut ko bhi choosa, aur apna lund bina ke muh mein daal ke chuswaya.

Dono fir kapde pehan ke baahar aa gaye. Maine chudai poori nahi ki thi, isliye lund fadfadaya hua hi tha. Isliye reh-reh kar Anju Bina ya Deepa ke pet, boobs se chedh-chaadh chalti rahi. Bina aur Anju ne saree hi pehni hui thi. Jab ki Deepa ne ladkon ki tarah se t-shirt aur half pants.

Kuch der baad phone pe pata chala ki 2 ghante baad hi Deepa ka bhai Niraj jo ki 19 saal ka hi tha, wo 6-7 din ke liye aane wala tha ghar pe. Niraj ko aage ki padhayi ke admission ke liye kaam tha.

Tab mujhe laga ki, mujhe apna lund dheela kar lena chahiye. Warna Niraj aane ke baad, raat ko hi mauka milega ya dopahar ko. Ye soch kar phone rakha maine. Fir Deepa ko paas bula kar firse god mein bithaya, aur Anju aur Bina ko kaha ki dono apne-apne boobs ko blouse se baahar nikaal le. Taaki Niraj ke aane se pehle maze kar le.

Anju aur Bina bhi pareshan thi. Subha se dono ke boobs, nabhi, pet, chut ko choos kar, aur ungli aur hatho se lagataar chedh-chaadh karne se jalan bhi thi. Unhe acha bhi nahi lag raha tha, aur mujhe mana bhi nahi kar sakti thi.

Anju boobs dabwate hue mera nipple choosi, aur pyar se pooch liya, ki kisko chodoge? Maine kaha ki Deepa ko hi chodna hai mujhe. Sunte hi Deepa ghabra gayi aur boli-

Deepa: Aaj subha itna to chod diya. Abhi to mat kijiye. Raat ko kar lijiyega, chut andar tak fatti hui hai.

Anju aur Bina ne bhi kaha: Deepa nayi-nayi hai. Aur waise bhi tumhara lund bahut hi bada aur der tak chalta hai. Bechari ko takleef hogi.

Lekin main add gaya. Deepa ke mana karne aur pratirodh ke bawjood Deepa ki t-shirt utari, aur pant bhi, aur Deepa ke naa ke barabar ke boobs ko poora hi muh mein bhar kar choosne laga. Chhoti si lekin gehri si nabhi ke andar ungli fassa ke hilate hue Deepa ko bister pe daala. Deepa darri hui thi, aur chhodh dene ko bol rahi thi.

Lekin maine lund andar ghusedha aur lagataar 20 minute tak tight chut ko chodta hua poora maal andar daal diya. Lekin abki baar Deepa cheekhi nahi thi. Bas last mein thode dard ki awaaz zaroor nikli, aur itna boli-

Deepa: Ab to bas karo. Pet ki nabhi tak dhakke lag rahe hai.

Lund ka poora maal Deepa ki chut ke andar daal ke uthne laga, to khud Deepa ne mujhe jakad liya, aur mere hontho pe kiss kar diya. Mujhe aascharya hua, aur khushi bhi. Deepa ne mere honth ko halke se daant se kaat-te hue kaha-

Deepa: Bahut zalim aur kameene ho. Chut ko faad hi diya, aur maza bhi diya dard dekar.

Aise pyar se gaali aur mere shareer pe daant gadane ki harkat to Anju aur Bina ne kabhi ki bhi nahi. Aur Deepa ki ye himmat aur style pe to main fida hi ho gaya. Anju aur Bina bhi Deepa ki is himmat pe achambhit thi.

Deepa: Tum jitna dard do, mujhe ab khushi hi hogi. Bas mujhe kabhi apne se door nahi karna.

Main: Tum hi to meri original biwi ho. Mere dil ki malkin ho. Bina, Anju, aur Chaya to meri second hand biwiyan hai.

Anju aur Bina ki taraf dheere se aankh maar di, taaki unko bura naa lage.

Anju: Hai to biwi hi, tum hi hamare pati ho. Tumhari khushi mein hi hamari khushi hai.

Ye kehte hue Anju ne mujhe apne bade boobs se satta ke kiss kiya, aur sabhi ne apne-apne kapde pehan liye. Thodi der baad Niraj bhi aa gaya. Uski khatirdari bhi hui. Jab room mein koi nahi tha, to maine dekha ki wo tv pe bhojpuri gaane dekh raha tha. Advertisement aane se South film ke gaane dekhne laga, aur jab main andar aaya to normal film chala di.

Mujhe samajh aa gaya ki Niraj ko auraton ki nabhi pasand thi meri tarah hi. Isliye mere dimag mein khurafaat aa gayi. Anju aur Bina ko akele mein Niraj ki ye baat batayi, aur kuch naya maza karne ke liye taiyaar kiya. Dono hi meri khushi dekhte hue, naa-nukur ke baad taiyaar ho gayi.

Yojna ke mutabik, Anju aur Bina ne saree ko jaan-boojh kar nabhi se kuch zyada hi neeche pehna. Aur pallu se is tarah dhaka, ki reh-reh kar pallu sarakta, aur nabhi dikh jati. Blouse bhi deep cut aur upar-neeche ke ek-ek button khole, aur Bina bra ke hi the. Blouse bhi patle kapde ke the, jisse boobs ke kaale gheron ka, aur nipples ka halka sa ehsas bhi ho raha tha.

Anju aur Bina waise to 32 saal aur 29 saal ki thi, isliye Niraj un dono ke saamne chhota hi tha 19 saal ka. Lekin dono ka shareer gadraya hua aur gora-chitta tha, aur boobs bhi bade-bade the. Pet bhi gora sa chamakta hua tha, jo uttejna laa deta tha. Niraj ki aankhon ki chamak se bhi yahi mehsoos hua.

Niraj chori-chori se Anju aur Bina ki nabhi aur boobs ki ghatiyon ko ghoor raha tha, jisko hum teeno ne hi notice bhi kiya. Anju ne jaan-boojh kar hi apne nipple pe peppermint lagaya 3 saal ke bete ke saamne, aur Niraj ke saamne hi baith kar sabzi kaatne baithi tv dekhte hue. Anju ka beta peppermint ke laalach mein dudh peene ki zid kiya. To Anju ne blouse ek side se dheela karke ek boob baahar nikaal ke jhidakte hue kaha-

Anju: Itna bada ho gaya, fir bhi dudh peena hai.

Anju ke dono hath paalak todne mein vyast the, aur pallu bhi neeche gira hua tha. To boobs to dikh hi raha tha, nabhi bhi pet ki silwaton mein dabi hui alag hi type ki nazar aa rahi thi. Anju ke ek boob ka peppermint khatam hote hi bete ne doosra boob khud hi nikaal liya, aur choosne laga.

Niraj ye sab chor nazron se ghoor raha tha. Ye dekh kar mera bhi lund tight hua, aur Niraj ki aankhon mein chamak dekh kar maza bhi aa raha tha. Niraj bas itna hi jaanta tha, ki Anju aur Bina meri vidhwa bhabhiyan hi thi. Bas kehne ko hi biwiyan thi.

Niraj ne bhi mehsoos kiya ki main Anju ke boobs ko ghoor raha tha. Jab Anju ka beta waha se chala gaya, aur Anju ke hath gande hue the, to maine hi boobs dhakne ke bahane, blouse ke andar boobs daal diye. Niraj ki nazron mein irshya dikh rahi thi.

Is tarah se hi dopahar ko khaane baithe sabhi ek sath, to jagah chhoti hone ke kaaran Bina bilkul satt kar hi baithi Niraj se. Niraj ki kuhni Bina ki gadrayi aur mulayam kamar mein gadi hui thi. Niraj thoda sa hichkichaya, aur uth ke doosri side hona chaaha.

To Anju ne keh diya: Baithe raho, tum to hum dono ke bachhe jaise hi ho. Sharmao mat (Aur khilkhila ke hass di). Baaki ke devar to chedhne ka mauka khojte hai, aur ye sharma raha hai.

Kehte hue Bina ne Niraj ko ek baar ke liye bheench sa diya apne shareer se. Niraj bhi ab hichkichahat se door ho raha tha. Hassi mazaak mein hum log sabhi, kabhi ek-doosre ko choonti kaat dete dheere se. Kabhi gudgudi, aur kabhi pakad ke bheench lete. Khaane ke waqt to zabardasti karte hue muh mein bhi thoos rahe the ruk-ruk kar. Hassi ke fawware hi nikal rahe the. Niraj poori tarah se khul chuka tha.

Anju ke muh mein jabran maine mithayi dali uska hath pakad ke. To Anju ne bhi yahi kiya. Us dauran mera hath daal aur chaawal se sana hua tha, jo ki Anju ke pet pe lag gaya.

Anju ne shikayat ki: Devar ji ye kya kiya? Mujhe ganda kar diya.

To sorry bolte hue maine Anju ke gudgude pet pe muh satta ke jeebh se chaat-te hue choos liya. Anju ke sath-sath Deepa aur Bina bhi hass padi.

Hello guys, this is Rajesh, a 27 years bisexual guy from Hyderabad living in Melbourne. This is the continuation of my previous story.

After my sister saw us (me and my aunt) fucking, she went into her room and closed the door. My aunt and I helped each other get dressed. We went out to talk to my sister so she wouldn’t tell anyone. But she did not open the door.

After a couple of hours, she texted me, saying, “You guys don’t have to worry. I’ll not tell it to anyone.” I showed it to my aunt, and we both got relaxed.

The next morning, she was very casual, as if nothing happened. She came into my room, woke me up and gave me a coffee in my hand. She ran her fingers from my shoulder to my fingers. By the way, I forgot to tell you about her. She’s about 5’7, around my age.

I took my coffee and said thanks. I had my coffee and took a shower. Then, my sister again came into my room and asked me to come for breakfast. We three (me, my aunt, and my sister) had breakfast, and everyone went into their room.

After a while, my aunt came into my room. We were feeling relieved as my sister was not going to tell anyone about what happened between me and my aunt. We were sitting next to each other on the bed and watching a movie on my laptop.

As we were very close, our breathing became heavy. We could smell each other, and we kissed. In 10 minutes, my sister came in and said, “Oh, that’s my favourite movie. Can I join you guys to watch it?” My aunt said okay. She came and sat next to me. I’m in the middle.

As we were watching the movie, my sister rubbed her thigh with mine. She moved her hand on my thigh, and my cock got growing. She continued playing till we finished the movie, and all three went into the kitchen for lunch. After lunch, I went back to my room.

My aunt went out for some work. Now it’s just me and my sister at home. After half an hour, my sister walked into my room (naked) by calling out my name. She saw me and said, “Oh, there you are.” She locked the door from inside and came next to me.

She held my hair and whispered in my ear, “You fucked my mom, and I know she enjoyed it a lot. I heard all of it from outside.”. I pulled her close and said, “So you want the same to happen to you?”

Sister: Yes, that’s exactly what I want (I kissed her). Oh, you are finally going to give it to me. I was wondering how much longer you are going to make me beg.

After hearing that, I straight away pushed her onto the bed, spread her legs and licked her pussy. She moans heavily.

Sister: I guess now it’s time for me to call you Daddy.

Me: Absolutely.

I grabbed her right boob hard.

Sister: Eat that pussy, Daddy (I kept licking her pussy). Oh, yes, I’ve been waiting so long for this. Oh, yeah, that feels so good. Lick that tight little pussy good.

Me: Taste your pussy from my tongue. (I went up to kiss her.)

Sister: Oh yeah, I can’t wait to taste you (I tap hard on her thigh). I like it when you go hard on me, Daddy (I continued licking and tapping her thigh again). OMG, you eat my pussy so good, oh yes, lick that clit (I go up to kiss her and put my middle finger in her pussy and fingered it.)

Sister: Can I taste you now? Please, Daddy (I kissed her and pointed her head to my dick). Please, Daddy, I’ve waited long enough for this. (I pulled my shorts down, my cock stood up and hard in front of her mouth). I know you want to feel my mouth on this cock.

She spat on my cock and took it in her mouth. While she was sucking, I grabbed her boobs and face fucked her.

Me: Suck my cock good, and let me spank that little ass

Sister: Yes, spank me. I like that.

While she was sucking, I pulled her up, kissed her and spat my saliva in her mouth. I let her continue to suck. She stroked and sucked my dick at the same time. I gave her a few more hard spanks. I made her spit in my hand and used it as a lube to finger her asshole.

Sister: Oh, that feels so good. I’ll take care of this cock so much better than my mom.

Me: You’ll take care of my dick? Is that what you want?

Sister: Yes, Daddy, I’ll do anything to make you happy.

Me: You want to fuck me? Is that what you want?

Sister: You know very well what I want (I made her sleep with both legs on one side to enter her pussy). I was just wondering when you were going to give it to me (I again made her spit on my hand and rubbed it over my dick and pushed it into her pussy.)

Sister: Oh yeah, baby, yes, Daddy, keep it going. Do you like my tight little pussy? I know you do, fuck it like you own it.

Her words aroused me more. I spanked her ass and boobs and also choked her.

Me: You want to be my slut? This is how you want to get fucked every day?

Sister: Yes, Daddy, I am your whore. I am your slut. You really know how to take care of this little pussy. Oh, Daddy, yes fuck me.

I fucked her in that position for around 5 minutes. Then I made her suck my dick. While we were completely lost in fucking, my aunt returned home. After she heard our moans, she some to knock on my door.

Sister: Go away, Mom. Yesterday you had fun. Now it is my turn.

Aunt: What do you mean?

Sister: I told you to go away. He’s mine today.

Aunt: Open the fucking door, or I’ll break it.

We didn’t pay any attention to it and continued fucking. Now my sister got on top of me and rode my dick. While she was riding my dick, I played with her little boobs and nipples and spanked her ass.

Aunt: I don’t fucking believe it. My daughter is fucking my nephew.

Sister: You like this little pussy? Will you make me your little slut? Yes, Daddy, fuck, go deep in it.

While my dick was still in her pussy I got up and licked and bit her nipples and tapped on her boobs.

Me: Is this what you want?

Sister: Yeah.

Me: Taste your pussy.

She took my dick in her mouth and said, “This pussy tastes so good.” She again rode me in reverse cowgirl. After 2 minutes, I made her doggy style and went deep in her. I made her play with her nipples.

Sister: Anything for you, Daddy. Fuck me whenever you want and however you want.

Me: You know what I’m going to do now?

Sister: What are you going to do, Daddy?

Me: Daddy is going to cum all over the pretty little face and the dirty little mouth.

Sister: Oh, I would love Daddy to cover my face in your sweet cum.

I spank her ass hard and said, “Look me when you say it.”

She turns towards me.

Sister:  I want Daddy’s cum all over my face. (I pulled my dick out of her pussy and stroked it on her face). Can I have it, Daddy? Are you going to give me your cum? You’re going to make me a good little cum slut for you? Please. My mouth has been waiting so long for it. Yes, Daddy, give it in my mouth.

I released all over her face and mouth and made her clean every drop of my cum.

Aunt: (knocks on door) Raj!

Sister: Oh god, that woman won’t leave us alone. Little does she know you are my Daddy now. Come, let’s go (she opens the door). Thanks for finding me a good man, Mom. He’s a lot of fun. Good luck finding another, or else I’ll let you share him.

I’ll keep you posted if there’s another incident between us.

Anybody from Melbourne who wants to get in touch can ping my email. Please leave your feedback at [email protected].