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Hello, my dear ISS Readers. I am Esha Shah, female, 36, married. Read my previous encounters to know more about me.

My hubby then took some tissue and cleaned my lubricated pussy. I removed his cummed condom and put them in a tissue paper. I asked him to throw them in a dustbin. My hubby wore his underwear and shorts. I, too, wore my panties. He then started kissing me.

It was then the lights came on for an interval. As soon as the lights came on, my hubby stopped mauling me. He got up from his seat and went to use the bathroom. The 2 guys in front of us also left outside, looking completely horny.

I was seated alone in the private cabin, waiting for my hubby to return. My hubby took some time to return. The movie started after the interval. I again started to get horny and wet by the music in the movie. My hubby returned with some more chips.

The other 2 guys were yet to return. My hubby came and made me glasses of vodka and soda. He made me drink 5 glasses of vodka mixed with soda. I got completely trippy.

My hubby then got kinkier. He put a blindfold on my eyes. He removed my black shirt and skirt. I was standing there in the cabin in my neon lingerie and skirt with stiletto. My lingerie was glowing in the cabin. Then he put handcuffs on both my wrists and made the scenario kinkier.

He then started mauling my boobs and kissing me. I was getting more and more hornier and wetter. I moved my hand towards his dick. It was fully erect. Just as we were enjoying our sexual moment, he got nature’s call, which he had to take. So, he made me sit and said he would be back very quickly.

But he forgot to remove my blindfold and handcuffs. He just lay me there. I heard the door open and close as he went out. I was trippy, horny, and wet, with my lingerie glowing in the dark. Just then, I heard the door open and close again. I thought it was my hubby. But it was the 2 other guys.

As I was trippy, I was in no position to oppose. The 2 saw an opportunity of a lifetime. As I was in a helpless situation, they could do anything to me. They both came and made me sit in between them. They started playing with my boobs.

Both held one boob of mine. They were squeezing my boob. Now they removed them out of my bra and were licking and sucking them. They were enjoying my boobs. One of them started smooching me, and the other guy was playing with my pussy by moving my panties.

It made me reach my sexual peak. Then, they made me kneel. I knew what they were going to do to me. So, I asked them to use condoms. I heard them pause and open the condom packets. They had put them on their respective dicks. One guy shoved his dick into my mouth and the other in my pussy.

They were grinding me from both ends. It was my first time taking 2 guys together. They were now ramming me at a great pace, and we all three were reaching our sexual peaks. Both came respectively and were happy. They made my lingerie proper, and both kissed me and left the room.

Wow, it was a great experience. I just fucked 2 guys that too together. Once they left, the door opened and closed again. I thought it was my hubby. But when the hands rubbed me on my thighs, I realized, fuck, it was someone else. He held me by my arms and made me stand up.

He then hugged me tightly, and that is when I guessed he must be the ticket counter guy. I knew he was bald. He was hurriedly squeezing my butt and was licking my shoulders. He then dropped back a bit, and by the sound, I think he stripped off his clothes. He got completely naked and wore a condom.

He came forward again. He then removed my bra and panty to make me almost completely naked, only with stilettos. He then gave his dick in my hand for a hand job. He got busy kissing me and mauling my boobs. He was doing me rigorously. After some time, he stopped my hands and took his dick back.

He then took my arms and put it around his neck. He pinned me to the wall and lifted my legs. He then just shoved his already hard dick deep into my pussy. He started ramming my pussy hard. His chest was rubbing rigorously over my boobs, and his lips were kissing my lips.

This went on for some time, and then he stopped and took out his dick. He again raised my hand and pinned them to the wall. He then turned me around with my hands pinned to the wall. He then grabbed my boobs and bent me over a little, and shoved back his dick back into my pussy.

Now he started mauling my boobs and ramming my pussy at a fast pace from behind. While doing so, he was kissing me over my shoulder and neck. My pussy was also giving his dick complete lubrication for smooth movement. He was truly enjoying fucking me like a slut.

He rammed me for some more time and finally came inside the condom. I thought he must be done and gone, as my husband could come at any moment. But to my surprise, he sat on the seat and made me sit on his lap. I think he poured some vodka on my nipples and sucked them one by one.

He enjoyed sucking my nipples, and then, when he was finally done. He arranged my clothes back to how they were and stood up and dressed up. He then kissed me on the lips, hugged me tightly, and left me on the seat. The door opened and closed.

Then, after a moment, the door opened and closed again. Someone came and sat in the front seat. I thought it must be those 2 guys who fucked me. After 5 minutes, my hubby arrived, very frustrated. Someone had jammed his toilet door.

He couldn’t open it, and after some time, the ticketing guy came and helped him out. I clearly understood the whole scene of what happened to me now. My husband got instantly horny by seeing me there with 2 guys in the front row. He turned me around and started fucking my pussy from behind.

He was doing it without a condom. Fuck, it was awesome to feel a raw dick after so many rounds of fucks. He rammed me for about 15 minutes and finally came on my bums. He sat on the seat and then cleaned my bums with a tissue.

He opened my handcuffs and blindfold. We both got dressed as the movie was about to end. As soon as we were dressed, the lights came on, and the movie was over. My hubby was really happy to fuck me like a whore. And I, on my end, enjoyed being a slut fucked by strangers.

While going out, my hubby went out first, with me behind him. While going out, one of the guys who fucked me squeezed my bum. I didn’t look behind to see who it was, but just left with my hubby. We booked a cab and reached home. Fuck this was a great experience for me and my hubby.

End of this part. I will come up with more sexiest things. Till then, enjoy this.

Hi, I am Madhan here. First, I want to thank all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback on my story, Ashwini’s Caring Boyfriend or Rugged Bestie?

Genuine Couples looking for fun like Swap/Group/Orgy/Cuckold/Lesbian can approach me.

I am from Bangalore. Horny, unsatisfied housewives and sexy young baby dolls can reach me on my hangout/mail [email protected] and Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.

Let me dive straight to the story. Priyanka Shetty was very clear in describing her fantasy. Priyanka is a married housewife who settled in Bangalore after marriage. Her fantasy was simple. She wanted a stranger to feast her pussy.

She had a meticulously detailed plan on how the feasting of her pussy to be. I agreed, seeing her picture. She was the fairest lady. A small pressure would leave red marks. I had my dick dancing seeing her picture. This story will be limited to explaining her fantasy alone.

It was a weekday. She had perfectly planned when her husband was away at work and her kid at school. I reached her apartment, which was at Whitefield. Matching her picture, she was indeed a very hot and fairest lady I have ever met.

Let me describe her in a few lines. She had a round, chubby-cheeked face, cajoled, big dark eyes, small nose with thick, juicy lips. She wore a red saree with a red sleeveless blouse. Just out of the bath, her free hair remained wet.

She was fleshy and chubby with massive boobs. I could make out heavy thighs with a cake-like shaved pussy between them. She smiled and gave me a small hug. I could smell a pleasant fragrance from the scent she had used on her body.

Her red lips were inviting to be kissed, wildly matching with her red saree. Any man will leak seeing such a hot lady in that provoking attire. The fantasy was on the sofa of the main hall. She did not waste any time.

She turned on the TV and increased the volume to muffle any moans out of the house. She didn’t make any eye contact. The sofa was a massive L-shaped 10-seater with leather skin. I understood her plan the moment she increased the volume of the TV with a song in the backdrop.

I moved closer to her. Her fantasy was to treat her pussy to a stranger’s mouth, that too on the sofa of the main hall. I wanted to kiss her juicy lips. Her body was so yummy. I wanted to lick her underarms, which I rarely do.

Oh god, She turned around, bending with her one hand clutching the top of the sofa and knees pressed on the sofa. Parading her saree draped big massive ass in front of me. “Oh, Priyanka. What an ass yaar? You want me to eat you.”

I dug my face into the saree-draped ass and drove my face pressing around her soft ass cheeks. She started moaning, “Ah, Ya. Please eat me, Madhan. Please eat me.” Her voice was mild and very luscious.

She was dying to treat her pussy. I spanked her heavy ass over the saree. She spoke, “Ah, Once again, please.” I spanked her ass cheek again but painlessly, “Shetty, What, yaar? Your ass cheeks are jiggling to my spank. Ah kya gaand hai yaar tera.”

I asked, “Doesn’t your husband eat your pussy.” She shushed me, “Don’t speak about my husband. For another 1 hour, I will all be yours. Eat me, Madhan.” As per her plan, I lifted the saree messily, freeing it from her knee and leaving the messy jumble of saree around her navel.

Heavy white bum, thick stem-like thighs hiding both of her pleasure holes. A sexy G-string thong hid her cake-like pussy. For a moment, I kept staring at the massive flesh in front of me, waiting to be eaten. “What do you want, Priyanka Shetty?”

“Do you want to be eaten long?” She replied, “Yes, Madhan. Don’t make me wait. Eat me.” Without announcing, I gave a loud and painful spank on her ass cheek. The spank generated a loud sound. Her white ass cheek turned slightly red momentarily before returning to the normal colour.

I grabbed the sides of her ass cheeks and spread them wider, unveiling the tightly sticking thread panty. I pressed my nose on the soft cushiony ass cheek feeling the soft flesh, and kissed slowly every bit of her soft milky ass cheeks.

Every kiss was gentle at first before turning wild, showing urgency. I expected she would ask me not to spank her ass, but she did not do. She instead gave a loud grunt, “Hmmmmm.” I enjoyed kissing her ass cheeks.

I pulled the string of her panty tightly from behind her ass to tighten the panty grip on her pussy. I wet the fingers of my other hand and adjusted the panty into a thread squeezed tightly on the pussy lips. She asked, “Ah, Madhan. Please. What are you doing?”

This act was not as per her meticulous plan. I started rubbing the sides of her pussy, continuing to tightly hold the panty tightened around her pussy. My fingers felt the cake like wet pussy. Her pussy was wet, very soft, and delicate. Her pussy was fair all around except for the darker pussy lips.

I lifted her ass cheeks, pinning her face onto the sofa. I pressed my face between her heavy thighs. My hungry long tongue grazed over the sides of her pussy on both the sides. She moaned, not worried about the surroundings, “Uff. Hey. What are you doing? Madhan. Oh, god, I like it.”

I continued to tempt her by moving the tip of my tongue around her pussy with her G-string panty tightened around her pussy. I stop and ask her, “Don’t your husband lick you?”

Every moment she was madder to get her pussy licked. She replies in a hurry, “Don’t talk about that chutiya. I am all yours now. Please lick me, Madhan.” I teased, “You are mine now. I don’t fucking care. I want to eat you now. I am eating you now.”

I pulled the panty string away from her hungry pussy. I dug my face between those heavy ass cheeks. I spread her pussy lips and pressed my thumb on the clitoral hood. I started licking her pussy from down to the clitoral hood very slowly.

She moans, “Ah. That feels so nice, Madhan.” I continued to lick her pussy, repeating the same movement of my tongue for longer than usual. I could taste her juices as her moans increased in volume.

I could make out her pleasure was on high. I increased the speed of my tongue, moving over a drenched, much wetter pussy. I locked my lips for the final act. With my lips locked over her pussy lips, I try to push my tongue inside her pussy.

I made a slow tongue movement with my lips locked tightly into her pussy. She is at the loudest, “Ya, Madhan, this is what I wanted. Please, Don’t stop. I am ready. Please continue. I am yours. Please don’t stop.”

I moved my face slightly left and right, rubbing on her ass cheeks, continuing to lock my lips and move my tongue in the tight pussy gently.

She shuddered to an orgasm. I moved away from the fountain of her orgasm. I quickly tilted her around, undoing her blouse and bra and eating her boobs. Her fantasy was just to get her pussy eaten by a stranger. But I ended fucking her in doggy style.

Please don’t ask for part 2 for this. This story ends here. Because after just one session, I had to leave because that’s what we agreed upon. This was her fantasy fulfilled. Thanks for the fun. I loved your pussy, damn.

Thank you, all ISS readers.

Ye us time ki baat hai jab meri behen Pankhuri ko nangi hokar sirf burkhe mein bahar ghumne ka shauk chadha tha. Waise toh mujhe bhi usse aise public mein sirf burkhe mein le jane mein bohut maza aa raha tha.

Ab usse maan tha ki park mein bhi woh sirf burkha pehen kar jaye. Maine iss baar uske liye ek white burkha kharida tha. Aur maine jaan bhuj kar dukandar se kaha tha ki kapda thoda patla hona chahiye. Main jaan kar size bhi ek kam kar liya tha taki behen par yeh thodi tight aye.

Fir kya tha! Hamne Budhwar ka din chuna. Uss din park mein bheed kaam hoti hai. Behen ne sirf woh white burkha pehna. Usne ander na panty pehni na bra. Woh ander puri tarah nangi thi.

Hum dono bike par beth kar park pahunch gaye. Jaisa socha tha park mein bohut kaam log the aursirf couples hi nazar aa rahe the. Sab ek dusre se chipak kar bethe the.

Maine jaan kar bike zoo se dur lagaya. Aur zoo ki taraf paidel hi jane lage. Dopahar ka waqt tha. Koi bench par apni girlfriend ki goad mein baitha tha. Toh koi ped ke kinare apni girlfriend ko kiss kar raha tha.

Ye dekh behen ka bhi maan karne laga. Usne mujhe zor se kiss kiya. Maine usko piche se padka aur usse hawa mein uthakar zor se gale lagakar usse lipat gaya. Behen puri tarah sakpaka gayi ki ye maine kya kiya. Par usse accha bhi laga.

Kuch couples ne hamen aisa karte dekh liya. Aur smile karne lage. Hum ab zoo ki aur jane lage. Aur ticket lekar zoo ke andar challe gaye. Zoo ke andar toh aur bhi kaam log the. Muskil se hi koi dikh raha tha.

Jaise hi hum agge badhe wahan par ek ladki apne boyfriend ke saath thi. Usne sirf ek sexy si sports bra aur ekdum tight si shorts pehen rakhi thi. Uske choot ka ubhar uske shorts se saaf dikh raha tha.

Usne bhi ander kuch nahi pehna tha. Kya mast lag rahi thi woh. Meri nazar uspe hi tikki thi aur Pankhuri ne mujhe usse dekhte dekh liya.

Pankhuri: Kya hua bhaiya? Woh ladki pasand aa gayi kya?

Main: Dekho na usne kaise sexy si gym dress pehen rakhi hai. Aur tumhari tarah usne bhi panty nahi pehni hai.

Pankhuri: Sab ladke ek jaise hote hai. Sexy si ladki dekhi ke bass lattu ho gaye.

Main: Ab isme hamara kya dosh? Aise kapde pehnoge toh. Humlog toh lar tapkayenge hi.

Fir achanak tez barish chalu ho jati hai. Aur isse pehle ki hum chup pate humdono puri tarah bheeg gaye. Meri nazar jab behen par padti hai toh main dang reh jaata hun. Pankhuri ka white burkha pura transparent ho gaya tha.

Gila hone ke karan woh uske badan se chipak raha tha. Jisse uski boobs aur nipple saaf dikhne laga tha. Uski choot ka ubhar bhi saaf dikh raha tha. Kuch der tak toh Pankhuri ko ye ahsas hi nahi tha ki uske nange jism ki numaish ho rahi hai.

Par samne khade kuch couples behen ki or isara kar hasne lage. Toh uska dhyan apne dress par gaya. Ab usse sharam aa rahi thi. Woh kabhi apne hath se apni choot ko chipati toh kabhi apni chuchiyon ko. Par woh kya kya chupati.

Behen ab wahan se bhagne lagti. Toh baarish mein uski dress aur jyada transparent ho jaati. Sab log bass usse hi dekh rahe the. Bhagte hue Pankhuri ki uchalti hui chuchiyan saaf dikh rahi thi.

Bass fir kuch anjan log behen ko chidhane lage aur sitti marne lagte hai. Behen ki jism ki sare aam numaish ho rahi thi. Woh kisi tarah ab ghar jaana chahti thi. Woh daud kar zoo se bahar nikal jaati hai.

Par wahan par bhi log usse ghur ghur kar dekh rahe the. Main bike lanne ka bahana bana wahan se chala jaata hun. Par dur chupkar sab dekhne lagta hun. Pankhuri kuch dur gayi hi thi ke 5-6 awara kisam ke ladke behen ko gher lete hai. Woh log bhi Pankhuri ko chidhane lagte hai.

Ek ladka kehta hai – Dekho, bhailog ye toh kaisi nangi hokar park mein aayi hai. Isne toh apni sharam haya sab bech khai hai.

Dusre ne kaha – Abe kya figure hai yaar iska. In uchalti hui chuchiyon ko dekho re.

Tisre kehta hai – Are madam iss burkhe ko pehna hi kyun hai. Isse bhi nikal do na maza a jayega.

Behen ko dar bhi lag raha tha. Par unki batte sun ander hi ander accha bhi lag raha tha. Aur woh smile karne lagti hai. Ye dekh un manchalon ki himaat bhadh jaati hai. Usme se ek behen ka hath pakad apni or kich leta hai.

Par behen bilkul virodh nahi karti. Woh bass upar se, ‘Nahi, jane do’ aise kehti hai. Par woh toh chahti hi thi ke woh sab milkar uske badan se uski ye dress utar phenken. Tez baarish mein uska badan aise hi jal raha tha.

Ab sab behen ke idhar udhar hath lagane lagte hai. Koi uski peeth ko sehla raha tha. Toh uski uski mast gand ko. Ek ne toh uski peeth par jaise hi kiss kiya. Behen puri betab ho uthi.

Ye dekh ek ne uske burkhe mein hath daal uski chuchiyon ko dabane laga. 5 log bhari baarish mein khuleaam behen ke jism se khel rahe the. Main chup kar sab dekh raha tha. Kya nazara tha woh. Main sab record kar raha tha.

Fir ek ne jhuk kar behen ki choot ko kiss kiya. Behen ab puri garam ho chuki thi. Usne uske sir ko pakad liya. Main samajh gaya tha ki ab toh pakka ye log Pankhuri ka burkha phad kar usse nange kar wahin road par hi chodenge.

Main jaldi se bike nikalne lagta hun. Itne mein jo ladka behen ki choot ko kiss kar raha tha. Woh behen ke burkhe mein hath daal kar uski choot ko sehlane lagta hai. Behen tadap uthti hai.

Usse toh bohut maza aa raha tha. Bass kya tha woh behen ke burkhe ko niche se phad dete hai. Behen ki choot ab unhe saaf dikne lagti hai.

Ek kehta hai – Dekh na sali randi ko. Isse bhi chudwane ka maan hai. Aajao na isse iske burkhe se azad kar dete hai. Chalo na phad dallo na iski ye dress.

Aur jo ladka uski boobs ko daba raha tha, woh upar se uski dress ko phadne lagta hai. Behen toh jaise satve asman mein thi. 5 anjan log usse road par hi nanga karne wale the.

Jaise hi woh uske burkhe ko uspar se phadte hai. Main bike lekar wahan pahunch jaat hun. Aur ye dekh woh darkar bhagne lagte hai. Behen ka burkha adhe se jyada phaat chuka tha.

Niche se uski choot aur jhanghon tak sab dikh raha tha. Aur uski dono chuchiyan bahar aa chuki thi. Kehne ko uske badan par bass naam ke liye hi kapde the.

Main uske burkhe ko jaise taise thik karta hun aur usse bike par bithata hun. Main tezi se wahan se bike bhagakar le jaata hun. Behen ki izzat kisi tarah bachi thi. Warna aaj toh woh log usse wahin par road kinare hi Pankhuri ki chudai kar lete.

Par behen kuch bol nahi rahi thi. Woh thodi udass lag rahi thi. Usse wahan baarish mein bhigte hue chudai ka bohut maan tha.

Pankhuri: Bhai, tum thoda let aate toh woh log mujhe wahin park mein nangi kar chuki hoti. Kitna maza atta na. Kaash tum late aate.

Main: Accha ji itna hi maan hai toh kuch din ruk jaao. Lockdown mein park bhi baand hone wala hai. Fir tumhe bina bhurkhe ke hi yahan le ayunga. Fir ghumte rehna park mein nangi hokar.

Pankhuri: Kab laggega ye lockdown? Meri toh fantasy hai ki park mein apni nude photoshoot karwayun.

Main: Lockdown lagte hi tumhe yahan le ayunga. Aur un macchalon ko bhi bula lunga. Jo kaam unhone aaj adhura choda hai woh bhi pura ho jayega. Woh log toh roz yahan atte honge.

Fir kya tha hum lockdown ka intezar karne lage. Kuch 1 saptah baad hi lockdown lag gaya. Sab public place ko band kar diya gaya tha. Park, mall, bus stand sab band tha.

Pankhuri toh ye sunn khushi se jhoom uthi.

Pankhuri: Bhai, news dekha ki nahi sab taraf lockdown lag gaya hai. Ab toh park le chaloge na?

Main: Accha ji kya betabi hai nangi hokar park mein ghumne ki. Mall mein nange hokar maan nahi bhara.

Pankhuri: Ye nasha lagaya bhi aap ne hai. Ab toh apko hi bhugatna hoga. Meri ye jawani mujhse shambhali nahi jaati.

Main: Park mein aise nahi ja sakte. Main pehle kuch roz dekht hun ki kitne guards rehte hai wahan. Ravi ke company ke hi guards wahan rehte hai. 2 din baad wahan jaate hai.

Main Ravi se baat karta hun. Woh batata hai ki park ko pura band kar diya hai. Wahan koi guard wagera nahi rehta hai. Meri ye baatein Pankhuri sun leti hai. Woh park le jane ki zid karne lagti hai.

Mera bhi maan tha ki Pankhuri ki nude photoshoot karun park mein le jakar. Ab toh dono ki khwaish puri hone wali thi.

Behen is bar bass ek white color ki 3 peice silky nighty ke ander ka ek chota sa hissa pehen ke jane ko ready hoti hai. Kya dikh rahi thi Pankhuri usme. Woh bohut hi choti si nighty thi.

Pankhuri ki adhi chuchiyan dikh rahi thi. Upar toh bass patli si dori hi thi. Woh Pankhuri ke jhanghon ko bhi thik se cover nahi kar rahi thi. Pankhuri ne na koi bra pehni aur na hi koi panty.

Uski ye nighty bhi bohut bade size ki thi. Upar se uski dori baar baar sarak kar gir rahi thi. Aisa ki agar Pankhuri zor se nachne lage toh uski ye chotti si nighty apne aap khul jaye.

Main: Tum sach mein ye pehenkar hi jaogi. Mana ki park pass mein hi hai. Par kisine dekha toh kya sochega.

Pankhuri: Jise dekhna hai dekhe. Waise bhi unhe tadpane mein maza aata hai.

Fir main usse park le gaya. Halki halki baarish bhi ho rahi thi. Maine jaise hi bike park ki woh turant utar kar park ke banne boundry wall par chadhkar jane lagi.

Jaise hi woh diwar par chadhi piche se uski mast gand aur uski choot dikhne lagi. Jaise hi usne ander jump kiya. Uski nighty upar tarron men hi phas kar niche se thodi phaat gayi.

Behen park ke ander thi. Aur uski nighty tarron par latak rahi thi. Behen puri nangi hokar park mein thi.

Main: Lo dekho, itni bhi kya jaldi hai nange hone ki. Bolo tumhari ye phati hui nighty utarun ki yahin rehne don.

Pankhuri: Rehne do na. Mujhe toh aise hi park men ghumna hai. Aaj mere badan par koi kapda nahi hoga.

Main: Dekhna kahin aaj woh manchalen aa gaye toh main nahi bacha payunga.

Pankhuri: Ane do na, main toh unhika intezar kar rahi ho. Bula lao na bhai unhe.

Main uski woh phati nighty tarron se nikal leta hun. Uski photoshoot jo karni thi usme. Main jaise hi uski nighty utarta hun. Toh dekhta hun ki behen waise hi nangi hokar park mein daud rahi hai.

Baarish halka tez ho gaya tha. Behen ka woh bheega nanga badan mujhe betab kar deta hai. Main behen ka pass daud kar jaata hun.

Main: Pankhuri, isse pehen lo na. Pehle tumhe apni photoshoot nahi karwani kya?

Pankhuri: Haan bhai karo meri photoshoot. Main toh kabse aise park mein photoshoot karwana chahti thi.

Fir kya behen nachti hui jaati hai. Aur park mein banne ek bench par let jaati hai. Uski left side se puri chuchiyan aur nipple dikh rahi thi. Aur woh aise pair pehlakar letti hai ki uski choot bhi dikne lagti hai.

Main uski photoshoot aur video banana chalu karta hun. Main usse ek hath se apni choot ko chupane ko kehta hun. Uske badan par nighty bass nam ke liye thi. Woh khushi se alag alag pose de rahi thi.

Main ab usse bench par pair phelakar bethne ko kehta hun. Uski nighty ab utarkar uske kamar par aagayi thi. Uski dono chuchiyan bahar thi.

Main usse niche se nighty ko apne danton se pakad kar ek sexy si smile dekene ko kehta hun. Behen ke boobs aur uski choot saaf dikh rahi thi. Kya pose diya tha Pankhuri ne.

Main ab behen ko bench ke share jhuk kar pose dene ko kehta hun. Behen aisa hi karti hai. Uski mast nangi gaand kya dikh rahi thi. Uski gaand se niche pairon tak baarish ka pani beh raha tha. Aur age se uski nangi chuchiyan latak rahi thi.

Woh bass aise hi alag alag pose deti hai. Kabhi bench par jakar let jaati. Toh kabhi nigthy uthakar choot dikhati toh. Kubhi upar se adha khol apni chuchi dikhati.

Kuch der baad toh baarish mein nanchte hue woh nighty bhi utar phekti hai. Woh puri nangi ho nach rahi thi.

Main: Aao na Pankhuri tumhari kuch nangi photoshoot karte hai. Kya mast mausam hai.

Pankhuri: Haan bhai. Aap bass pose batao na.

Woh nangi hokar bench par let apni choot ko sehlate hue photoshoot karne ko kehti hai. Main ab fir se usse bench ke sahar jhuk kar khade hone ko kehta hun. Iss bar uske badan par kuch nahi tha.

Uski ye bheegi hui jism ki kya photo li thi maine. Ab usse aur maza anne lagta hai. Aur woh khushi ne nachne lagti hai. Uski nachte hue bhi bohut si photo nikalta hun.

Pankhuri: Bhaiya, ab apki baari.

Aur aisa kehte hue mere saar kapde utar deti hai. Humdono ab bilkul nange hokar baarish mein bheeg rahe the. Humdono fir se wahan photoshoot karte hai. Main camera ko auto mode mein daal deta hoo.

Main alag alag pose mein kabhi dono haathon se ussi boobs ko dabata hun. Toh kabhi uski choot ko kiss karta hua photo ke liye pose deta. Woh puri garam ho chuki thi.

Baarish mein uske badan par girta hua pani main uske baadan se chaat kar pinne lagta hun. Woh ab bhi bench par leti hui thi. Main wahin par ab uski choot par gire paani ko uski choot par se chaat chaat kar pinne laga.

Woh puri madhosh hokar moan karne lagi. Behen ki ab park mein hi chudai hone wali thi. Main ab usse apne upar betha leta hun. Mera khada lund ab uski choot mein hota hai. Woh zor zor se mere lund par uchalte hue chudwa rahi thi. Aur ye sab kuch camera mein record ho raha tha. Main dono haathon se uski chuchiyon ko daba raha tha. Aur woh mere lund par uchal rahi thi.

Kya nazara tha woh. Baarish mein bhigte hue behen ki chudai. Uff mujhe woh uski pehle baarish ki chudai ki yaad aa jaati hai. Main ab uske andar hi jhaad jaat hun. Kuch der tak wahin chudai karte hai.

Main: Pankhuri chalo na park nahi ghumna kya?

Pankhuri: Haan bhai chalo na. Main toh kabse aise nangi hokar park men ghumna chahti hun.

Main: Ye patta dekh rahi ho na isse pehen kar jaana hai. Woh bhi apne ghutno par ek kutiya ki tarah. Meri khwaish hai ki main apni behen ko kutiya ki tarah patta daalakr park mein nangi ghumayunga. Bolo jaogi na meri kutiya baan kar.

Pankhuri: Haan bhai main apki kutiya hi hun le challo na waise bohut accha lagega mujhe.

Fir kya tha main ab uske galle mein patta daal usse park mein ghumanne lagta hun. Woh mazze se kutiya baan ghoom rahi thi. Aaj meri barso ki tammah puri ho rahi thi.

Hum aise hi ghumte hue park mein banne phavare tak aa jaate hai. Fir kya behen turant phavare par jakar pani mein lotpot hone lagti hai. Main uske gaalle se woh paata nikal deta hun. Aur uski wahin par bohut si photo uthata hun.

Pankhuri ab mujhe bhi paani mein bulati hai. Humdono fir se wahin paani par chudai karte hai. Uff kya din tha aaj. Main park mein khuleaam behen ko chodd raha tha. Aur behen maze se apni choot mujhse chudva rahi thi.

Hamne hamare kapde wahin park ke gate ke pass bench par hi chod diya tha. Aur pure park mein nange hokar ghoom rahe the. Abhi dophar ka waqt tha. Abhi toh puri shaam baki thi.

Main abb uski ankhon par paati baandkar uske gale main wapas se woh patta bandh deta hun. Aur usse ek ped se bandh kar wahan se chala jaata hun. Behen waise hi ped se bandi tadap rahi hoti hai.

Main ab sochta hun ki challoon un manchalon ko dhundha jaye. Woh log pakka haar din yahan atte honge. Aur main behen ko waise hi chodkar apne kapde pehen kar unhe khojne lagta hun.

Kya nazara tha woh behen pure park mein akeli nangi hokar ek ped par bandi thi. Usse kaun dekh raha hai ye bi usse nahi pata. Koi bhi aakar usse chodkar jaye toh bhi usse pata nahi chalega.

Kuch adhe ghante tak behen aise hi akele nangi bandhi rahi. Mujhe woh manchale kahin nahi dikhe. Par main jaise hi Pankhuri ke pass wapas aya toh mujhe agge ka nazara dekh maza aa gaya.

Woh kuch 4-5 log Pankhuri ke pass khade the. Woh wohi manchale the jo uss din Pankhuri ke burkhe mein uske badan se khel rahe the. Waah kya nazara tha. Behen 5 anjan logon ke bich nangi apne ghutno ke baal thi.

Ek ladka kehta hai – Abe ye toh wohi hai us din woh burkhe wali. Yaar dekh na puri nangi hokar kaise bhandi hai yahan. Isse pakka uska boyfriend bandh kar gaya hoga.

Dusra ladka kehta hai – Sali puri randi hai. Kaise kutiya baan ped par bandhi hai.

Tesra kehta hai – Kabhi socha tha ki ye aise hamen mil jayega. Aaj toh isse nanga karne ki bhi jarurat hai hai. Kuch nahi hai yaar iske badan par. Iski jawani ki pyass sayad iska bf sant nahi kar pata iss liye isse yahan band gaya hai.

Tesra kehta hai – Aoo na aaaj iski ye jawani ki pyass hum sab milkar bhujha dete hai. Dekho na kaise chudwane ko tadap rahi hai.

Chotha kehta hai – Hamari toh lottery lag gayi. Aaj kaun bachayega tumhe. Ab toh hum tumhe iss baarish mei ji bhaar kar chodenge. Kya bolti ho chudwogi na humsabse?

Pankhuri kuch kehti usse pehle hi main aa jaata hun. Ye dekh woh dar kar bhagne lagete hai.

Main: Are nahi ruk jao bhailog. Bhaag kyun rahe ho? Jo kaam us din adhura reh gaya tha woh toh pura kardo.

Main: Ye meri behen Pankhuri hai. Jis din se tumlogon ne uske bhurke ko phadkar uski chuchiyon se khela hai. Woh tab se tumsabse chudwane ko tadap rahi hai. Aaj iski ye pyass bhuja do.

Main: Dekho na maine kaise isse kutiya banna kar yahan tumlogon ke liye bandh rakha hai. Bolo na Pankhuri inhe aaj khus karogi na.

Aur aise kehte hue main uske ankh se paati khol deta hun. Pankhuri un 5 logon ko dekh kar khush ho jati hai. Aur apne chuchiyon ko sehlate hue pair uthakar unhe apni choot dikhatai hai.

Pankhuri: Haan karungi. Sab karungi. Bhai inhe kaho ne mujhe road par lejakar choden. Main iss barish mein kutiya ki tarah road par chudwana chahti hun.

Pankhuri ki ye baaten sun sab wapas aa jaate hai. Aur kehte hai, “Waah kya kismat payi hai. Kass hamari bhi aisi behen hoti.”

Main: To isse apni behen hi samajho. Aaj tumlog jo bologe woh karegi. Woh toh kabase taras rahi thi iss din ke liye.

Fir woh uske patte ko ped se kholte hai aur behen haste hue road par jane lagti hai. Road par jaate hi woh log behen ko road ke biche bich leta dete hai. Aur ek second mein sab nange hokar behen ko gher lete hai. Sab Pankhuri ke apna lund dikhate hai.

Unsme se ek kehta hai: Dekh lo aaj iss lund ka swad tumhe chakhayege.

Fir kya 5 log behen ke nange jism par toot padte hai. Do log behen ki chuchiyon ko daba dabakar chus rahe the aur ek uski choot ko paglon ki tarah chaat raha tha. Behen zor zor se chillate hue kutiya ki tarah unse chudva rahi thi.

Adhe gante tak sab usse road par chodte hai. Baaarish mein road par kya chudai chal rahi thi. Main sab kuch record kar raha tha. Kya nazara tha woh. Aaj uski khule aam park mein samuhik chudai ho rahi thi.

Kuch dar aise chodne ke baad woh usse goad mein uthakar park mein ghumte hue chodte hai. Fir ek usse daud kar bhagne ko kehta hai. Taaki usse daudakar sab pakde aur fir se choden. Woh waisa hi karti hai.

Pankhuri nangi hokar park mein tez baarish mein daud rahi thi. Aur hum 6 log nange hokar usse pakad rahe the. Kya nazara tha woh. 6 jawan launde meri nangi behen ko chodne ke liye dauda rahe the.

Uski uchalti hui chuchiyan. Uski ye madmast jawan jism sabko pagal kar rahi thi. Pankhuri daudti hui fir se ussi phavare tak aa jaati hai. Aur hum usse wahin par pakad lete hai.

Fir kya tha behen ko sab pani mein lotpot hokar chodne lagte hai. Pankhuri ab baari baari se sabke lund par kud rahi thi. Sabne usse jee bharkar choda tha.

Main: Kyun, koi kasar baki toh nahi reh gayi. Batao na meri Pankhuri kaisi lagi tum sabko?

Sab Pankhuri ke jism ki tarif karte hai. Pankhuri bhi sabko thanks bolti hai aur kiss karti hai. Main unhe apna number de deta hun. Woh log toh Pankhuri ko ghar tak chhodna chate the. Par main mana kar deta hun.

Woh log behen ko goad mein uthakar hi bike tak le aate hai. Aur apne haathon se Pankhuri ko uski phati hui nighty pehna dete hai. Main jaldi se bike start karta hun. Tezi se bike bhagata hua wahan se ghar chala jaata hun.

Toh iss tarah behen ki ek aur fantasy puri hoti hai. Kya kabhi kisne park mein chudai ki hai? Aur apko ye story kaisi lagi comment mein jarur bateyen.

I was looking for a job and applied to a bunch of firms that were in the city. No calls came in and I was beginning to lose all hope. One day, my phone rang early in the morning. The person on the other end had the sweetest voice. She was calling to schedule an online interview. I didn’t hesitate to say yes.

The same woman was on my interview panel. She was sweet and petite. I was extremely distracted during the interview, and I still have no idea how I managed to stumble through it. Turns out this woman was going to be my supervisor.

Soon, we were pulling all-nighters together and we got really close. Her name was Meera. Meera had short, red hair. She was extremely fair and her skin was softer than the lushest silk in the world. Her lips were plump and delicate and I yearned to kiss her. We were deliberately spending an excess amount of time together, so I asked her out. She accepted and we decided to have dinner that night.

We went out and afterwards, headed back to her place. We drank wine and laughed about different office rumours until finally the room was silent from the tension that was building up.

Me: Listen, I think I should go.

Meera: Or you could stay…I like having you around.

Me: I want to stay…but what are we going to do?

Meera: I mean we are a bit tipsy, and the date was nice…we could make out…

Me: I guess we could…

Meera: Are you nervous or something?

Me: Pretty girl wants to kiss me…I don’t wanna fuck that up.

Meera: Let’s start slow and…see where it goes.

She inched closer to me and turned her head towards me. I kissed her neck gently. She leaned away exposing her neck to more of my tiny pecks and then finally she grabbed my face and kissed me. It was instant-chemistry. Our tongues swirled against one another and I grabbed her hip and pulled her in close. She sat on my lap and kissed me harder. I pulled up her dress and she sighed loudly as I grabbed her soft thighs.

I licked her neck and collarbone and her top fell off her shoulders. She pulled me in and buried my face in her drooping cleavage and I exhaled my warm breath across her soft neckline.

Meera (breathing heavily): Let’s move this to my room before my roommate wakes up. She’s caught me fucking before.

Me: Oh, shit!

Meera (kissing me intermittently): Wanna know something? I saw her watching, and it made me fuck him harder!

Me: That’s HOT!

Meera: She didn’t seem into it, so I have a better idea for us…if you’re interested.

I was definitely interested. She took me back to her room and fired up her laptop. She pulled up a website called ‘DscGirls.Live’

Meera: I like being watched. I use this site instead to get off.

I took over on the laptop and scrolled. She asked me to pick any model that I thought was cute enough to watch us fuck, and I chose a sexy model by the name of ‘Pooja’. Meera chatted with Pooja and purchased credits instantly via UPI to pay her while I licked her neck from behind. She moaned as she typed and the call was set.

Pooja came online and Meera asked her to turn around, to get a good look at her. I was so turned on, with her in charge, that I sat back and watched. Pooja took off her saree pallu and exposed her huge cleavage. Meera sat against my chest and put my arms around her. Pooja touched herself seductively and I grabbed Meera’s tits and gently pulled one bra cup down to expose her breast. I twirled her nipple in my hand as I licked her neck.

Meera (gasps): Oh, fuck! That is good! Pooja, you like what you see?

Pooja (rubbing her hand down her neck): Oh, yes! He knows what he is doing, doesn’t he?

Meera: I guess we will find out!

My supervisor grabbed my other hand and guided it downward. I obeyed and gently traced her ribs, her belly and before I knew it my fingers inched themselves inside her panties. My palm ran over her trimmed pubes and I squeezed her breast harder as my other hand discovered her wet slit. Meera grinded into my palm as she watched Pooja bite her lip, enjoying every moment of what we were doing.

Meera’s pussy dripped down my finger as I found her clit and rubbed it. My cock pressed into the back of her spine and she moaned with pleasure. She grinded into my hand again as she looked at the screen at Pooja.

Me: Like what you see, Pooja?

Pooja (to me): Your date is super naughty, isn’t she? (taking off her blouse and bra)

Meera: Fuck! BOTH of you are so hot!

Me: I think it will be hotter if I did this!

She looked up at me. I snaked two of my fingers inside her dripping pussy and she let out a louder gasp of shock mixed with pleasure. Her ass raised off the mattress as she thumped her pussy firmly against my fingers. Her panties were getting drenched and Pooja moaned in approval.

Pooja: Damn! Look how wet you are. Show us that pussy!

Meera pulled off her panties and showed her pussy to the cam. Pooja took her panties off in response. Her pussy was glistening wet as she watched me finger Meera. She wanted us to do more.

Pooja: You guys should really fuck. I wanna shove a dildo in me and watch you.

Meera seemed to like that idea. She knelt in front of the screen. I took my pants off and she looked into my eyes and licked the tip of my throbbing cock. My dick twitched as my supervisor licked my cock. I looked at Pooja and she was moaning and gently rubbing her clit. She was wet and it dripped down her juicy thighs as Meera slobbered on my cock.

Meera looked so hot with her mouth full, and I turned her around to fuck her in doggy.

Meera: Finally! I get that cock in me! Like what you see, Pooja?

Pooja: I wanna see those juicy tits swing (moan, rub) as he fucks you!

Me: Say no more.

I smacked Meera’s ass and put my cock inside her. Meera groaned as I pounded into her. We looked good in the webcam footage and so did Pooja. Pooja got on all fours and thrust a huge dildo inside her.

Pooja: You guys are so hot!

Meera: You like watching (gasp) us fuck?

Pooja: Fuck yeah! (moans)

I could feel my load building at the sounds of these women moaning at each other. I grabbed onto my supervisor’s ass and squeezed it tight as I bust my load inside her warm pussy. Cum seeped out of Meera’s wet pussy as she rubbed it and watched Pooja. I reached around and squeezed her tits and put my other hand inside her. I sloshed my cum around inside Meera’s dripping cunt as she screamed louder with each stroke.

Pooja: Oh yea! I’m cumming you guys!

Meera: Fuck! Me too! Oh my god!

Meera’s body convulsed and she loosened herself and fell into the pillow in front of her. Her hips twitched as I rubbed her clit gently, making shivers go up and down her spine. Pooja’s pussy was dripping milky-white cum as she also fell back and breathed heavily.

I made out with Meera and she hopped on top of me. We bid farewell to the model Pooja. Meera paid her off and hopped on top of me and rode me all night. This has now become our regular thing and it has been fucking awesome!

I think everyone should experience it at least once in their life. It’s like a threesome, but with none of the pressure.

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Chapter 1: The College Life

It was somewhere around 7 pm that day. Her bus would be in the station any minute now. I got to rush. I looked at my car for a while. Then I took the bike and started so that I could reach the bus station in time. Now don’t ask me why only the bike, you’ll know soon.

We first met at our university. Back then, I used to be so dumb, man! It’s not like I’m some kind of an idiot or something. I just can’t interact with people. No matter how many times I try, I fail miserably.

And Girls? Just simply talking to them and starting a conversation is one of my biggest fears of mine. Until Neha came into my life. Neha used to be a fucking magnet in the college. She’s got perfect round tits and an hourglass figure. And her ass, no wonder why guys in our college always walk behind her.

She first messaged me on Instagram. A few days after that, my friends told me that she had a crush on me. I was shocked and convinced myself that it was a prank until, one day, she confessed her feelings.

What would you do in a situation like this? The hottest girl on the entire fucking campus had a crush on you. I mean, who would ever choose not to fuck her. But guess what? I did. I felt there was no emotional connection between us and chose to be friends. I still regret that decision, man.

Later, we became best friends, and I developed feelings for her. But it was too late. We graduated from university, and we flew apart in our ways. We were in touch, but online. She told me she’s got some work to do in Hyderabad.

She asked if she could stay at my place until she received a hotel booking confirmation from her company. Okay. Enough of my flashback.

That evening, I was waiting at the bus stop, and her bus arrived. As always, she was still the same old magnet. She was wearing a white T-shirt, jeans and of course a ponytail too. She waved me hi, walked towards me, and hugged me tight.

I was so surprised. I could feel her boobs pressing against my chest. I couldn’t control myself and got a boner in my shorts. She noticed it and blushed a bit. “Arjun, can we leave?”

“Uh y-yeah.”

She got on the bike, and we reached home. I expected a lot to happen when we were on the bike. But things always don’t happen how we imagined them to happen, right?

Chapter 2: The Truth or Dare

So we entered the room. As I’m a bachelor, there was only one bedroom and no kitchen. So we ordered food, and while eating, we talked about the things that happened in our college life. We laughed a lot, talking about those things.

Bro, looking at her pink lips, I wished that I’d get a chance to kiss them passionately tonight. A few moments later, she suggested that we play the ‘Truth or Dare’ we played in our college days. I quickly agreed. We tossed a coin. It was her turn first.

Arjun: Truth or Dare?

Neha: Truth.

I decided to ask it no matter what happens. I gathered all my confidence together.

Arjun: Do you still have a crush on me?

Neha: (giggling) Uh, No?

Arjun: Neha, Yes or No?

Neha: (blushing) Okay, okay, Yes.

I felt so happy listening to that one single word. Anyways, here goes the coin, her turn again.

Neha: Truth.

Arjun: Uh, are you a virgin?

Neha: What kind of question- Okay, No.

Arjun: What? Who was it?

Neha: Haha, One question at a time.

Turned out it was a dude from our college, Vinay. The only thing I remember is his cousin, Aditi. She was so fucking hot. I’ve never seen her in real life, only her pics. A lot of my friends used to jerk off to her Instagram posts. Lucky dude, right? Okay, coin again, finally my turn.

Arjun: Truth.

Neha: If you get a chance to kiss any girl in real life, who would it be?

‘Come on, Arjun, tell her! Tell her!’

Arjun: It’s you.

Neha: Awww. Really?

Arjun: Y-Yeah.

It’s my turn again.

Arjun: Dare.

Neha: Uhm, can it be anything? I mean, there were no restrictions, right?

Arjun: (shockingly) Yeah, no.

Neha: I would like to see that thing again.

Arjun: What thing are you talking about?

Neha: That one, I’ve seen it in your shorts when I hugged you.

Oh My God. Yes. It’s Really Happening. I’m going to f-

Arjun: Uh, It needs some external help.

Neha: You want me to hug you again?

Arjun: Uh, yes, b-but with no T-shirt, if you don’t mind.

She blushed a bit and removed her shirt, seductively looking into my eyes. Biting her lips. She’s wearing a thin pink bra. Her tits were so fucking perfect. She stood and hugged me. I’m so hard again. She gently touched it and rubbed it a little bit.

Looking into my eyes with pure lust, she whispered in my ear, “These shorts should let him free,” and giggled. “Get rid of that fabric too. Tit for Tat.” I whispered back. She removed her bra, revealing her boobs, pink erected nipples. They were so beautiful. I can’t wait to suck on them.

I, too, removed my shorts. She looked at my cock and jerked it a few times, and we continued playing again.

Arjun: Fuck that toss! Dare again!

Neha: Haha! You were so eager, weren’t you!? I dare you to kiss me passionately!

Chapter 3: The Love Making

I quickly pushed her on the bed and kissed her lips. Then, with exchanged our tongues. Then, I kissed her neck. She was moaning in pleasure. I licked at the back of her ear. I went onto her stomach and kissed her while removing her jeans. I grabbed one of her boobs and kissed it slowly. Her nipples got so erect.

I gently licked her nipples as she was begging for more. A few minutes passed, and I went down to her thighs. I kissed her thighs. I gently removed her panties aside and started touching her pussy with my fingers slowly. Her pussy was so pink and cute. She was moaning and shaking in pleasure.

I pulled her panties completely and kissed her pussy. She became so wet I started licking her pussy. “Argh! Uh oh ah!” she was shouting like hell. A few minutes later, I gently inserted my fingers and started penetrating her. She was shouting, moaning, and begging me to fuck her.

A few minutes later, she had the best orgasm of her life. It took her a few moments to catch her breath, and then she furiously started kissing me again and said, “It’s my turn now!” She kissed the tip of my penis, licked it. She started sucking it slowly and kissing it.

Soon, she picked up pace and sucked it so hard. She was gagging but didn’t care and continued sucking it deep into her throat. I came in her mouth. She swallowed some and let the other drip out of her mouth onto her sexy boobs. Then, we both rested for a while and kissed each other again.

She was so wet. She was dripping her juices onto my skin. She let it fall on my dick and then started jerking it off so fast. “Arjun, I can’t hold it anymore, fuck me! fuck me!” she shouted. I bent her and started fucking her. She was crying, moaning. “ARGHH! Fuck me! Arjun Fuck me harder!”

We tried different positions, and finally, I was close. I put on a condom, and after a few hard, fast thrusts, we came together. We were both gasping, trembling in pleasure. We slept there for a while, sorting out what the fuck just happened.

Arjun: I love you, Neha.

Neha: Oh My God! Really!? I love you too, baby!

I kissed her lips slowly, and we cuddled and, at last, slept together.

Yo, thanks for checking this out! If you’re new here, I’d recommend diving into my debut story called “Our Hidden Secret.”

You can find it in my profile or among the Top 10 Stories of September. Big shoutout to everyone for the incredible support and for helping me pull off this milestone with my very first story!

My name is Viraj. I am 19 years old. Talking about my physique, I am a good-looking, lean guy with a big enough dick. I have been excellent in academics, and have passed all the exams I faced with flying colors. I live in Chhattisgarh. My family is as simple as any other Indian family. As we live in a semi-urban area, like a small town, you will find all our relatives reside in nearby towns or villages.

Talking about my family, I am the only child of my parents. However, I have not been treated specially. I have been brought up in a very typical environment. That is why, I am an introvert, even in my home, I don’t talk to people much.

Coming to the story, I am feeling ashamed and excited at the same time, to narrate to you the beautiful relationship I shared with my cousin sister Rani. I don’t have my own sister from my parents. But since childhood, my cousin sister was my best sister, best companion, and the girl I loved the most. Like, I really love her so much that I can write this line all through this story.

Talking of how she is: Rani is the girl every man would want. I am not saying every boy would want, it because boys have no sense of real women. They only need busty boobs and hanging asses to ejaculate on. But a mature man, who knows what life is, will only love a girl, who has content in her heart. And my cousin sister was exactly like that.

She was not like any surreal actresses or models that you see in cinema. She was a normal girl of the same age as me, with decent assets, for some people, even smaller assets, if you set your expectations to some unrealistic size. Her skin color was the same as the sky of the setting sun, the color of dusk. She was not black, but her color was adequately smoky and sufficient to tempt you to the maximum. Her hair was curly like the cloud lines decorating the sky.

Talking about her personality, she was a woman of her kind. She knew how to heal. From my childhood, I have been invested in her company so much that whenever she visits my house, I forget everyone and chat with her day and night. She laughs at my lame jokes to make me feel good. She is of my age, so she understands me in and out, and the same with me. I think I need to stop explaining about her or else I would spoil this story!

So I am talking about the previous year’s summer. Usually, during summer, my cousin sister’s family visits mine. She was the only daughter of my aunt. This time, my aunt and she came to our house. I remember that day when she rang our doorbell and I ran out of excitement to open the door just to see her. I greeted my aunt and then looked at Rani’s eyes and smiled. She smiled back. We entered the house.

That afternoon, as usual, we were having a beautiful chat with each other. Elders were in the kitchen, and we were in the bedroom, just two of us. Our family members allowed us to spend time alone because they also knew how much we loved talking to each other in privacy. And also, most of our topics they did not understand. So they avoid listening to it.

We were laughing and having a great time together. Suddenly, I felt an ache on my back and decided to rest my head on my cousin sister’s lap. It was not planned, but spontaneous, because we do share that much affection.

Out of nowhere, she started caressing my head with her fingers while looking into my eyes. That smoky dreamy moment was still as ice, melting between both of us. I never had any sexual desires for her, nor did I believe in anything like planning when it comes to love and intimacy. Because these things are enjoyable only when they come out of heart, out of luck. Also, these things can never be one-sided. If you are feeling something for the other person, the other person is bound to feel the same way. That’s simple.

Slowly, Rani also felt sleepy and tired. Then she put a pillow under my head and slept beside me. I could hear her heartbeat. After some time, she turned her back to me and faced the other side. She was wearing a normal kurta (I don’t know if it is called a kurta or not, but it was like a churidar kurta).

I was staring at her her bare neck, wet with drops of sweat, making the curls of her hair stick to it. My cousin was trying hard to sleep but was unable to, and so was I. Soon, I slid myself close to her and turned my back to her. Our backs were touching each other. I believe that if it is something special, it should take time. We both should get more time to work on it.

I didn’t want to make things complicated. Out of a sudden, she sat up. I didn’t want to hurt her. At that moment, I was just happy spending time with her. And trust me, I thought for a moment that this awkwardness might spoil our relationship. So, to cover up the mess, I pretended to sleep and Rani also went out of the room to the kitchen.

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I am deliberately keeping the pace simple, because I guarantee you, as slow as the story is currently, in coming parts, it will be more and more tempting as we get closer to each other. In the coming parts, I will explain how I got my cousin sister in my arms and gave her everything from my soul through bodily intimacy. But for that, read the coming parts of this series, with patience. Believe me, you will love this!

Hi everyone! My name is Abheri (loved ones call me Abhi). I belong to Kerala, but I live in Mumbai. The story happened back in 2008 when I was a bored and horny teenager.

I had come to Kerala for my eldest Uncle’s daughter’s wedding. After all the main events, there is a customary visit to the newlywed couple’s house. The events in this story happened in the week after the wedding.

Okay, so now comes the main character of the story, Uncle V. He is our neighbour in Kerala and almost like a family member. He is a carpenter and has a workshop near his home. He has a way with ladies.

My cousin Ria was my youngest mama’s daughter, my best friend there, and two years older than me. She told me that although he flirtatiously talked to every lady he met, he preferred young girls like us. She also told me a secret- that one of our cousins (the bride’s sister) was, in fact, his daughter.

My Uncle came home only once a week as he worked far away. His wife had cheated on him with Uncle V. Ria stayed with that aunty as her parents lived abroad. Ria once found out about their affair and started secretly watching them have sex.

One day, Uncle V caught her. He was initially angry, but then he had a plan. He knew that the young girl must have wanted to do sexual activities after watching them. He took her to a corner and put his hand inside her skirt, and found that her pussy was wet.

He asked her to come to his workshop in the afternoon. Ria was scared and knew why he had called her. But she still decided to go. When Ria reached his workshop, he took her inside and locked the door. He made her lie down on the mat in the backroom.

Ria was shivering from excitement and fear. She told him that she was afraid of getting pregnant. Uncle V assured her that nothing like that would happen. He lifted her top and gently bit her nipple. Ria felt a jolt of electricity throughout her body.

He began to suck her boobs and played with her nipples while rubbing his crotch on hers. He went down and removed her panty. He licked her aching young pink pussy from the bottom to the top. Ria let out a moan at this, and hearing it, Uncle V went ahead to kiss her pussy.

He sucked her clit gently and put his tongue into her love hole. Ria was mad with pleasure. Uncle inserted his middle finger inside her hole and fingerfucked her while licking her clit. Ria began to moan loudly, and she cum hard on his face.

Uncle V got up and took out his cock. Ria’s eyes nearly popped out when she saw it. It was so huge! He asked Ria to suck it. Ria instantly obeyed him and took his cock in her mouth. She had seen her aunt do it, so she knew how to please him.

Uncle closed his eyes in pleasure, enjoying his cock in a young mouth after ages. He then made Ria lie down and rubbed the shaft of his cock on her pussy. Ria wanted it inside and moaned, “Uncle, please put it inside, fuck me like aunty.”

“No, Ria, your pussy is still very tight. If I put it inside now, you’ll get hurt. Let me loosen it a bit with my fingers.” Saying so, Uncle began rubbing his cock on her pussy. He increased his speed, and soon, Ria had her second orgasm. He promised that he would fuck her soon.

Ria started visiting his workshop every afternoon when his assistant went out for lunch. He would lick her pussy and boobs while she sucked his cock as a return favour.

All these stories were told to an adoring ‘me’ by an experienced ‘her’ at night when we were alone in our room. That night Ria told me about their first fuck.

“Then one day,”  Ria started, “He told me to come a bit early. I knew that he had planned something. When I reached there, he told me that his assistant was on leave for 3 days. He gave me a pack that had a pic of a naked woman lying on the floor and a guy sucking her boobs and fingering her.

“It is a condom, ” he said, winking. “How long can we go just sucking your pussy? Don’t you want a man’s cock deep inside you?” He said, stroking my nipples, which were now hard under my clothes. “I like young pussy. I’ll show you heaven,” he said while reaching down my pussy beneath my skirt.

My pussy was flowing like never before, and my underwear was thoroughly soaked. He traced the outline of my pussy through my wet underwear. My pussy was on fire, Abhi. I badly wanted something inside.”

“What happened next? ” I asked eagerly. “Watch it yourself.” Ria pulled out a phone, winking. ” You recorded it?!” I asked her, shocked. “Yeah, the first fuck is always special, go ahead, watch it.” She passed me her phone. I played the video.

Ria and Uncle V were in the room behind the workshop, the place where Uncle V took a nap in the afternoon. The video was from a top angle. Uncle V was talking to Ria while pressing her boobs. It was raining heavily that day, so the audio wasn’t very clear.

I saw Uncle V giving the condom box to Ria. He made her lay on the mat on the floor and slowly kissed her from top to bottom. I could see that Ria was enjoying it with her eyes closed. Uncle then removed her top, skirt and bra. She was now only wearing her panties.

I could see Ria’s boobs now. They were much smaller than now. I wondered about the amount of sucking and pressing it must have taken to make her boobs the size they are now. Ria meanwhile lifted my top and began to suck my nipples. My pussy was getting wet now. I focussed on the video.

Uncle was sucking Ria’s tits now. He went on sucking her tits for some time and then slowly moved down tp remove her panty. The video wasn’t very clear (the old sliding phone), but I could see that Ria’s pussy was wet now.

Uncle spread her legs and bent to lick her pussy. Ria had rolled her eyes in ecstasy, enjoying it immensely. I felt instantly jealous of Ria that she had a grown-up, experienced man to do such things to her. She grabbed his head and opened her legs wide.

Uncle played with her nipples as he ate her pussy. After licking her pussy for some time, he got up and removed his underwear. They were talking about something. I asked Ria what they were talking about. Ria said that she asked him to suck his cock.

But he refused and told her that she deserved a hot hard uncovered cock in her pussy, since it was her first fuck. Also he said that he loved the feel of a warm young pussy. He then squatted down, put Ria’s legs on his shoulder and slowly put his cock into her aching, wet virgin hole.

Ria was now writhing with pleasure, her eyes were half closed. He slowly increased his speed and laid on her top. Suddenly, Ria jerked and wrapped her legs around his waist, screaming in joy. She had her first orgasm from a man’s cock.

But Uncle wasn’t done. He got up and put on a condom. He now made Ria stand up and bent her down. He then put his cock in her pussy from behind and fucked her. After some time, he held Ria against a wall and fucked her. I saw Ria ready to cum again.

He stopped suddenly and lay on the mat. Ria rode his cock while he pinched and sucked her nipples. And then he sat up with his cock still in her pussy. He slightly lifted her and rammed into her. Both of them came hard, and they lay there tired in each other’s arms.

Uncle got up and licked Ria’s pussy until she came a third time. The video ended soon after that. My nipples were now perked up from Ria’s sucking. We both removed our underwear and sat on the bed facing each other with our legs open for scissoring.

We moved our hips forward and rubbed our pussies together. “Ria,” I moaned, “I need Uncle’s cock. I need Uncle’s cock.” I cum hard, and Ria soon followed me.

As we lay on the bed, Ria told me that she would tell Uncle V about my wish to be fucked by him. I slept happily, knowing that I was soon going to get Uncle’s big cock in my pussy.

To be continued.

Please read the previous story to get to know Kanchan and her hungry cunt.

Coming to the second part now.

After that night’s incident in the corridor, all I could think was Kanchan and her slutty sexual innuendos. I told Radha, my fuck-buddy, about my intentions to get between Kanchan’s legs and soak my dick in her juices.

Radha said, “In your dreams, you sucker!”

But I was determined to let my cock taste that next-door whore. So, I started planning ways to get into her notice.

What did I know about her?

1. Kanchan drained two boys in her cunt in the open corridor.
2. She drove a BMW.
3. Her husband was a drunkard.
4. She was a homoeopathic doctor.
5. She was a nymphomaniac.

So I had to let her know somehow that I was a horny hound who would fuck her all night. I had a plan. I told Radha to be ready for a steamy fuck session in the corridor at night. She was clueless.

I planned to make her scream so much that Kanchan would not just hear but wet her panties as well.

At around 10 pm, I took Radha to the corridor near Kanchan’s apartment. I asked her to place her hands on Kanchan’s door and bend. She was drunk on whiskey.

I bent Radha so that her face was on the keyhole. I took her panties down to her heel. Radha was now only wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt. I parted her legs and spat on her butt. I rubbed my hand and lubed my fingers. And spanked her really hard. It was a sloppy slap.

She screamed hard, “Oh babe, what’s gotten into you?”

Me: Radha, I want you to scream your heart out today

Radha: Meow, haha.

She shrieked like a maniac. I spat again on my cock and lubed it well. I purposely did not get my condom. I had a mission. With full force, I thrust my cock deep inside her asshole. I cupped her tight ass hard. She writhed in pain and let out a loud, ecstatic moan, “Ah, Mandar.”

I pulled it back out of her ass. And pushed it right back again. She was in pain.

Radha: Ah, what’s gotten into you today? It hurts. But don’t stop.

Me: I want you to feel every pulse

Radha: Aah, fuck my ass good. Make me crawl with pain

She shouted very loudly. I am sure the street dogs must have heard it, too. And I am sure Kanchan heard it, too. I started thumping Radha with heavy strokes. She was constantly moaning.

My cock is just 5.3 inches. But that’s enough to convey my message loud and clear to Kanchan. I wanted Kanchan to listen to Radha’s every shriek. I wanted her to fantasize about herself against the same door. Calling out my name.

Radha’s back was arched, and her boobs were crushed against the door. I held her hair and pounded her ass. I spank harderon her butt. My palm prints couldn’t have been clearer on her pale round ass.

Radha: Mandar, fuck me like this daily, and I will blow you every hour.

I slid my index finger into her ass along with my cock. She convulsed like a snake and shouted louder. With that last scream, I think my job was done. I made Radha sit on her knees. Her cleavage was visible and ass red. I shoved my cock in her mouth.

I cum hard. My juices were oozing out of her. I grabbed her mouth and kissed her hard and long. She grabbed my cock and tingled my balls.

Radha: I am sure that bitch Kanchan masturbated her pussy out

Mandar: That was the plan, babe.

I spanked her, and we walked back to my place. Radha yelled, “Meow!” for one last time.

That night, I asked Radha to give me 4-5 hickeys on my face and neck. She pounced at me like a hyena and sucked the juice out of me. Radha kept sucking my cock till I slept.

The next morning, I woke up with 8 red hickeys on my neck and my cheek. I spanked Radha, who was sleeping with my limp cock in her mouth.

Me: Hey, time for your college, babe

Radha woke up with cum stains on her t-shirt. She wrapped her things and left limping. Walk of shame! I ushered her out. Still half asleep, I went to pee. The bathroom floor had 3-4 condoms lying.

I left for work after that. The whole day, I was thinking of Kanchan, and my face buried deep in her cleavage. I returned home back at 7 pm. I parked my bike in the basement. My eyes fell on the gorgeous BMW that Kanchan drove.

I had a sudden urge to do something. I walked to her car and started masturbating. I shot my load on the BMW logo. I cum a lot. I called the elevator. The door opened. I was shocked to see what was inside – Kanchan and those two boys from the earlier night.

She was grabbing one of their butt cheeks. The boys rushed out of the lift while Kanchan walked out slowly. Kanchan was wearing a white saree with golden embroidery. She had a very Indian cleavage visible. Deep and tight. Her jugs were tightly hugging each other. The blouse must have been really tight.

She rolled her eyes and smiled at me. I adjusted my shirt collar to show off my hickeys. Kanchan definitely noticed them.

Kanchan: Hey neighbour!

Me: Going somewhere?

Kanchan: Yeah, I’ve got to pick something from the car.

I bet she was planning to bounce up and down those boys in her car. The thought made me really hard.

Kanchan: See you around.

She smirked. I acted like I didn’t care. However, my cock was telling an entirely different story. I entered the elevator and saw her walking away from me. Gosh, that ass. It was like two perfectly formed watermelons hugging each other.

I went to my floor. But I was hell-bent on knowing what was going on in that car. So I took the stairs and went to the basement. I sneaked slowly near her parking spot. I couldn’t see anyone. But something I noticed. My cum stain had been sloppily wiped. Like someone used a hand instead of a cloth.

I tiptoed towards the car and tried peeping inside. There was no one in it. So I looked around.

Kanchan: Looking for me, sweety?

I was dumbstruck. So I turned and tried to make a poker face. Kanchan stood leaning on a pillar with an evil smile.

Me: Oh no, I was looking for my bike keys. I think I left them somewhere.

As I was talking, Kanchan ran a finger through her cleavage and started fidgeting with her necklace. And shockingly, her fingers were mildly cum soaked. Did she wipe my semen off the car?

Kanchan (smirked): Are you sure?

Me: Yeah, yeah, totally… haha… just the keys.

And I started to leave.

Kanchan: Can you call the elevator for me?

Me: Yeah, yeah sure

I got in the elevator. And she was coming towards me. She took her phone and dialled someone. She whispered something and entered the lift. I pressed 4. But the lift just thudded and shut down. The light was off, and the door was shut.

Before I could get my phone, Kanchan pounced on me and started biting my chest. Her hands were already inside my pants, caressing my butt. She was twisting like a hooker and pushing herself on my cock

Kanchan: Is this what you wanted, Mandar?

She was exploring my body passionately. I could feel her ecstasy on my skin. Her hands were going lower on my butt. She was squeezing me. Kanchan was rubbing her crotch on mine. Her silky saree was perfectly wrapped on her ass.

My hands couldn’t wait to smack those smooth bums. I was finally going to pound the busty neighbour. I couldn’t wait to devour every part of her slutty body.

Me: Oh, Kanchan, I have dreamed 1000 ways to make you sore.

Kanchan: Uff, I can’t wait to taste you, baby.

Kanchan unzipped me and forced her cold hand into my underwear. She squeezed my cock hard.

Me: Ah, you bitch

Kanchan: Then treat me like one, hahaha.

That was my cue. Everything my cock had been waiting for. I took control. I pushed her away. And grabbed her by her tits. Really hard. And pinned her against her back.

Me: What if the elevator starts, and people come in?

Kanchan: Remember, I just made a call before entering. That was to the security person. A hundred rupee note did the charm and locked me here with your dick.

Me: I am going to do things to you that no one ever did.

I snatched her saree pallu in one stroke. She was panting heavily. Her deep, dark cleavage was popping. She was standing only in a blouse and a half-worn saree.

I was breathing very close to her. My bulge was against her pussy over her saree.

Kanchan: What are you waiting for, Mandar? Just do me like you did that slut last night.

Me: Oh, so you did hear that!

Kanchan: Yes, and so did my husband. His cock drained just by hearing her scream.

I caressed her shoulders with my hand and moved them down to her curvy waist. She let out a moan. In my mind, I had already shot my cum load in her cleavage.

Me: How good is your ass with my cock?

Kanchan shrewdly turned around and pinned herself to the elevator wall.

Kanchan: Why don’t you find out, honey?

She slowly and seductively bent down and pushed her ass back, almost touching my rock-hard cock. I couldn’t hold. There was no time or patience for foreplay. We had already ravaged each other in our minds.

I just spanked her left butt cheek with all my might. Two times. Ten times. I couldn’t get enough of it. I unbuckled my jeans, lifted her saree all the way up, and held it with my teeth.

She was wearing a satin golden panty. Shining with silk. I could see it was wet. I pulled it down forcefully. It tore a bit.

Kanchan: Quick, hon, we don’t have the whole day. My husband would come to the parking lot anytime.

Me: Shut up, bitch. I will make him a cuckold.

Kanchan: Uff, Mandar, talk dirty to me. I will worship your cock with my tongue.

I spat on cock. I lubed my fingers with her oozes and stroked my cock wet.

Me: Kanchan, I want you to scream my name as loud as you can. All your holes are my property now.

Kanchan: Shove it in, hon. I can wait.

I stretched her asshole with my fingers and stuffed my cock inside without any warning. Her back arched, and she quenched her teeth hard.

Kanchan: Ah, Mandar, sweety. I have wanted this for a while now. Fuck me now.

Me: I will spare no bone in your body

I pulled her neck from behind. Pushed her back and hauled her ass back. She was in a perfect C shape. I started plunging her asshole with all my might. Relentless thumping sounds took over the elevator.

I spread her hands to touch either side of the lift. Pinned her boobs to the wall. Pulled her ass on my dick and started ramming her in a violent rhythm.

Kanchan: Aah, uff, Mandar, it is so hard. Aah, fuck me.

Me: Ahh ahh, I own you from today bitch. I want to drain my first cum of the day in your holes daily.

My words made her go mad. She started twerking her ass.

Kanchan: Mandar, you rascal.

She was in her late 30s and had a milf body. A perfect hourglass figure with a little fat on her hips. Just enough to hold her while humping her.

Kanchan: Mandar, my hon, I want your cum.

I focused on cumming hard. I sensed a gush in my cock. I withdrew my cock and turned Kanchan over in a powerful haul. I pushed her down and aimed my cock on her mouth.

She opened her mouth wide. Her mascara was all over her cheeks, like a cheap local whore.

Kanchan moaned: Aah, give it to me.

With a huge sigh, I sprayed my seed on her tongue. And shut her mouth with my hand.

Me: Eat it, babe. You are not wasting my seeds

She gulped it down and winked at me.

Kanchan: Oh, Mandar, I want you every day. We are going to have sex everywhere in this building. I am going to bottle up your sperm.

I pushed her mouth on my cock hard and gave her a hard mouth fuck. After I was limp again, I pushed her away. She dressed up. There was a cum stain on her golden blouse.

She called the security guy and got the elevator on. We reached our floor. I walked her to her apartment. She was about to enter her apartment when I spanked her hard.

Kanchan: Ouch! Or should I say “Meow,” haha?

Me: I see you heard Radha, hahaha.

She came near me. I could feel her breath. She grabbed my balls. It hurt.

Kanchan: That skinny bitch ain’t going to get your squirt from now on. I own your juice from now on.

She let me go and slammed the door. I was still processing the steam. So I jerked off on her door and left.

Over the next few months, my cum was in every corner of her apartment. We did it in her husband’s car as well. Stay tuned for the next story.

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Hello readers, ye story ek imagination ke upar based hai. Asal zindagi mein story ke characters exist nahi karte. Ye story meri pehli story ka continuation hai. Maine isme apne writing ko aur thoda improve karne ki koshish ki hai. To ab story pe aate hai.

Par sone jaane se pehle maine didi di kuch pics nikali, aur sone chala gaya. Fir agle din main didi ko chodne ka plan banane laga. To kuch din baad maine apni ek doosre email id se didi ke email mein unki nude photos send kiye, taaki main unhe blackmail kar saku.

Didi apni nude pic dekh ke buri tarah se darr gayi. Tab didi ne wapas mujhe messege kiya-

Didi: Dekho tum jo koi bhi ho, please ye pics kisi ko nahi dikhana.

Main bola: Main teri baat kyun sunu?

Didi:  Please, to main kya karu ki tum ye nudes kisi ko nahi dikhaoge?

Maine wapas messege kiya:  Tujhe meri saari baatein maanni padengi, samjhi?

Didi: Aur kya option hai mere paas? Bolo kya karna padega, meri photos delete karne ke liye?

Tab maine firse messege mein kaha ki, agar wo meri har baat maanegi to main photos delete kar doonga. Ab mera 1st step complete ho gaya tha. Par pehle kuch din tak to main didi ko random kaam aur paise bhejne bolta tha. Taaki unhe mere upar shak na ho. Par ab kuch din baad maine apna asli plan shuru kiya.

Tab maine message kiya didi ko, ki wo ghar mein bra aur panty na pehne aur jitna ho sake utne kam aur sexy kapde pehne. To wo message mein boli ki-

Didi: Suno, ye kuch zyada ho gaya. Mere ghar mein mera bhai aaya hua hai. Main ye nahi kar sakti.

Tab reply mein maine bola: Sun randi, ghar mein koi bhi ho. Agar toone meri baat nahi maani, to main photos ko net mein publish kar doonga. Tab sab log tera nanga badan dekhenge.

Tabhi ghar ki doorbell baji aur didi uth ke darwaza kholne ke liye gayi. Par main to pehle se hi jaanta tha ki darwaze pe delivery boy mera pre-ordered short, booty shorts jo ki bahut hi chhoti thi, aur ek string cropped camisole ordered leke aaya hua tha. Tab maine firse messege kiya ki-

Main: Ye jo kapde aaye hai, ab se ghar mein in hi kapdon ko pehanna, aur kuch nahi. Ja jaldi se change kar le.

Didi aur kuch bol nahi payi, aur dukhi mann se wo change karne chali gayi. Didi jab change karke baahar aayi, to is dress mein poori randi lag rahi thi. Jo shorts thi, wo bas unki half gaand ko hi cover kar rahi thi. Saamne se wo shorts kamar se start hoke bas chut ke zara sa neeche tak hi thi, jisse unki chut ke halke-halke darshan bhi ho jaa rahe the.

Wo shorts itni chhoti aur tight thi, ki didi ki camel toe usme se dikh rahi thi. Unhone upper body mein string wali camisole pehni thi, jo ki bahut short thi. Unki nangi peeth aur pet ki sexy navel dikh rahi thi.

Upper dress ki length bas unke boobs tak hi thi, aur bra na pehanne ke kaaran, unke nipples, jo ab khade ho gaye the, wo bhi is dress se jhaank rahe the. Didi ne meri taraf apna sar ghumaya, par jab dekhi main bhi unhe taad raha tha wo sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi thi. Par fir bhi wo apni bachi-kuchi himmat juta ke boli-

Didi: Aaj bahut garmi hai na, isliye maine ye pehni. Hope you don’t mind?

Main: Arre didi sahi kiya aapne. Kaash main bhi apne kapde utaar sakta. Bahut garmi hai yaha. Waise aap bahut beautiful lag rahi hai.

Maine ye kaha taaki wo thodi relax ho. Tab wo thanks bol ke apna ghar ka kaam karne lag gayi.

In kapdo mein didi jitni baar neeche jhukti thi, unke bra nahi pehne hone ke kaaran, unke boobs aur clevage ke darshan ho jate. Aur jab bhi wo peeche ki taraf se jhukti, to unki gol gaand, jisme se unki halki-halki chut baahar jhaank rahi thi, uske darsan ho jaa rahe the. Aur isi tarah kuch din beet gaye. Iske kuch dino baad maine fir message kiya-

Main: Sun, ab tere liye ek aur kaam hai. Apne bhai ko ghar mein bina kapdo mein ghoomne ke liye mana.

Wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Aur waise bhi wo nahi maanega.

Tab main bola: Sun, mujhe nahi pata tu kaise karegi. Tere jaisi maal kuch bhi bhi kar sakti hai. Agar fir bhi nahi maanta hai, to bolna ki agar wo teri baat maanega, to tu use teri body ke sath khelne ka mauka degi

Tab wo boli: Main ye nahi kar sakti. Please ya mat karwao mere se

Fir maine thoda frustrated hoke messege kiya-

Main: Randi tu karegi, ya main apna kaam karu?

Ye message dekh ke didi buri tarah ghabra gayi, aur fir messege kiya ki-

Didi: Sorry, main karti hu. Please kuch ulta-seedha nahi karna. Par thoda time do mere ko, itni jaldi main nahi kar paungi.

Tab maine message mein theek hai bol ke phone rakh diya.  Kuch dino mein maine didi ko message mein ghar ke andar g-string panties aur ek short loose camisole pehanne ke liye mana liya tha. Ek din didi mere saamne aayi aur boli-

Didi: Tumhe kya garmi nahi lag rahi hai?

Main: Didi lag to rahi hai. Par kya karu didi, jhelni to padegi ye garmi.

Didi: Jhelni kyun padegi? Main bhi to comfortable kapde pehni hui hu. To tum bhi comfortable kapde pehan lo. Warna mujhe bahut bura lagega, ki main itne aaram se hu, par mere ghar ka mehman itni dikkat mein hai. Waise ghar mein tum kaise rehte ho?

Main: Didi ghar mein to main itni garmi mein bina kapdon ke rehta hu. Par yaha to main waise nahi reh sakta na.

Didi: Kyun nahi reh sakte? Mujhe koi problem nahi.

Main: Didi, par mujhe thodi problem hai (thoda hichkichate hue). Didi aap itni sexy ho ki main agar nanga raha to, shayad main khud ko control nahi kar paunga.

Isi tarah, kuch der aise hi debate karne ke baad, didi boli-

Didi: Theek hai, main tumhari problem samjhi. To tumhari problem ko door karne ke liye agar tum bina kapdo ke rehte ho, to tum meri body ko touch kar sakte ho. Main ise normal samjhungi, par sex nahi kar sakte ho mere sath. Par agar sex kiya to mere se bura koi nahi hoga

Main: Sach didi? Main aapki body ke sath kuch bhi kar satka hu, bina sex kiye?

Didi: Haa!

Main: To main aapko kabhi bhi, kahi par bhi touch kar sakta hu?

Didi: Haa bhai haa.

Tab maine didi ko dekha, didi ek white colour ki pearl lace g-string panty aur ek white loose top, jo ki unki kamar tak cover kar rahi thi, pehne hue thi. Bina deri karte hue, maine didi ki baat maan ke jaldi se apne kapde utaar diye. Jab didi mera lund dekhi to didi sharma ki apna sar doosri taraf mod li.

Main ye dekh ke halka sa muskuraya, aur didi ke gaal ko apne dono hatho se pakda, aur unka sar apni taraf mod liya.

Main: Didi, sharmao mat. Ab se hum dono ek-doosre ke badan ke parts ko bahut baar dekhenge. Aur ek-doosre ke sath bahut khelenge. To mera lund ko touch kariye aur feel karke dekhiye didi.

Didi kuch nahi boli, aur sharam ke maare apni aankhen band kar li. Par fir didi bhi apne hath se mere lund ko pakdi.

Aaaaaa! Halki sa moan mere muh se nikal gaya, jab unka soft hath meri garam rod se lipta. Saamne itni sexy ladki, upar se halki si sharmahat chehre pe. Uffff kya scene tha. Main kuch zyada hi exited ho gaya tha, aur aisa lag raha tha  ki main apna muth unke hath mein hi chhodh du.

Par main is feeling ko itni jaldi khatam nahi karna chaahta tha. Isliye maine apne aapko control kiya. Par tabhi jab main bolne hi wala tha, jaise didi ne mere mann ki baat jaan li. Wo halki-halki apne hath ko aage-peeche hilane lagi. Ab didi apni aankh khol chuki thi, aur unki aankh meri aankh se jaa mili. Pehle ki sharmahat ab unke chehre se hatt gayi thi, aur ek determined look unke chehre pe jhalak rahi thi.

Wo ek hath se mera lund ko halka-halka hila rahi thi, aur doosre hath ki ungliyon se mere lund ke tip ko sehla rahi thi, jisse mera thoda-thoda pre-cum bhi nikalne laga tha. Wo kabhi meri balls ke sath khel rathi thi. 2-3 minute aise hi mera lund hilane ke baad, didi meri chehre ki taraf dekhi.

Meri aankhen almost band hone lagi thi. Mera eyeball upar ki taraf jaane laga tha is pleasure ke maare, jo didi ki handjob se mujhe mil raha tha. Main instinctively apni kamar bhi halki-halki upar-neeche move karne laga tha. Fir jaise hi mera muth nikalne wala tha, didi apne hath mere lund se hata li, aur mere and kosh ke upar portion ko tightly 2 ungliyon se pakad liya.

Fir mere lund ki tip ko bhi apne doosre hath ke thumb se daba diya. Isse mera muth chhodhne ka pressure ek-dum ikattha ho gaya.

Main: Didi please, aisa mat karo.

Didi apni jagah se uthi, aur apni kamar par hath karke ek serious expression ke sath boli-

Didi: Abhi agar tumhara wo nikal jata, to mujhe hi saaf karna padta, jo ki main abhi nahi kar sakti. Mujhe abhi bahut kaam hai. Tumhe mauka milega wo cheez nikaalne ke liye, par tab tak patience rakho.

Main didi ke baat sun ke, unhe tease karke bola: Wo kya cheez didi?

Didi: Tumhe pata hai wo kya hai. (Sharmate hue boli)

Main: Didi, main aapki itni baat maan raha hu. Aapko meri baat ka jawab to dena padega.

Didi ya sun ke, sharam ke maare poori laal ho gayi. Par fir bhi wo boli ek-dum halki awaaz mein boli-

Didi: Muth.

Main: Sunayi nahi diya didi. Kya?

Didi frustrated hote hue: Muth hai muth, aur kuch.

Main didi ko smile diya, aur turant Didi sharma ke kitchen mein chali gayi. Main bhi didi ke peeche-peeche kitchen ke door tak gaya, aur waha khada hoke didi ko kaam karte hue dekhne laga. Didi bartan dho rahi thi basin ke saamne khadi hoke. Peeche se unki gaand poori display mein thi.

Uff, kya gaand thi unki. Unki gaand naa bahut zyada badi thi, naa hi bahut zyada chhoti thi. Exercise ke kaaran bubble butt ki shape mein thi. Wo ek sexy loose tank top, jo ki sleeveless thi, par side se unki armpit se kamar tak hollow thi, jisme se side se bina bra pehanne ke kaaran unke halke-halke boobs dikh rahe the.

Ye scene dekh ke mere se aur control nahi hua, aur main didi ke peeche jaake khada ho gaya. Fir main didi ki gaand ko halke-halke touch karne laga.  Didi mera hath feel karte hi turant meri taraf apni sar modi.

Didi: Ya kya kar rahe ho? Main kaam kar rahi hu.

Maine didi ke sar ko pakda, aur fir saamne kar diya, aur firse didi ki inner thigh ko apni ungliyon se sehlane laga.

Main: Didi aap apne kaam mein focus karo, aur mujhe aapke badan pe karne do. Mere se control nahi ho raha hai didi. Aapne jo kiya mere sath pehle, uske baad to aur bhi control nahi ho raha.

Didi: Theek hai, jo karna hai karo. Par meri bhi ek shart hai.

Main: Kya?

Didi: Tum mere ko kahi par bhi touch kar sakte ho. Par tumhare lund se jab main chaahungi tabhi niklega. Didi ki baat kat rahi thi, aur wo halki-halki moan bhi kar rahi thi.

Main: Theek hai.

Ab maine unki dono thighs ko pakda, aur unke pairon ko thoda sa faila diya. Didi ne bhi mere liye apne pairon ko thoda faila ke adjust kiya. Maine ab apni body ko didi ki peeth ke upar jhukaya, aur apne sar ko didi ke kandhe par rakh diya. Mera lund jo ki poora tann chuka tha, didi ki gaand ke crack ko touch kar raha tha.

Didi bhi mere lund ko feel kar paa rahi thi, isliye didi aage ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Taaki mera lund unse na touch ho. Par main ye kaise hone deta. Turant maine didi ki kamar ko apne dono hatho se hug kiya, aur apne taraf kheench liya. Fir didi ki dono gaand ko pakda, aur faila ke apne lund ko didi ki gaand ke beech mein set kar diya. Uske baad didi se isi tarah lipta raha kuch dek tak.

Is sab mein mazedaar baat ye thi, ki didi apna kaam kar rahi thi, aur main jo chaahe wo kar raha tha unke badan ke sath. Tab main apna ek hath, jo ki didi ki kamar se lipta hua tha, use didi ki chut ke paas le gaya. Fir main unki chut ko dheere-dheere sehlane laga.

Main apne doosre hath ko didi ki loose tank top ke andar le jaake, didi ke nipple ko halka-halka pinch dene laga. Main kabhi unke nipple ko pinch karta, to kabhi unke nipple ko dheere-dheere kheenchta. In sab se Didi ke pair kaamp rahe the.

Aur maine notice kiya ki didi ki chut ki pankhudi jo ki g-string ki peal se dhaki hui thi, wo halki-halki geeli ho rahi thi. Par iske baad bhi wo apna kaam kar rahi thi, jaise ki didi ko koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Par fir bhi beech-beech mein wo halki-halki moan nikaal rahi thi.

Didi ki ye attitude dekh kar mera lund aur lamba aur hard ho gaya. Main didi ki gaand ke crack mein apne lund ko aur zyada press karne laga. Abhi bhi mera sar unke kandhe pe hi tha, aur beech-beech main main unke kaan aur unki gardan ko halki-halki kiss karta, aur kabhi-kabhi bite bhi kar raha tha. Main ab unke kan ke paas jaake bola-

Main: Didi kya baat hai, aapki ye pyari si chut (tabhi maine apne ek hath ki madad se didi ke chut ke upar se pear string ko hataya, aur didi ki chut ke chhed ki jo lining thi, uske upar-upar apni middle finger ko sehlane laga) itni geeli kyun hai? Shayad aapki is pyari si chut ko ek sakht lund ki zaroorat hai, jo ki aapki gaand ke beech mein hai.

Aur same time mein main unke boobs ko bhi halki-halki massage de raha tha. Ye sun ke didi ki chut aur bhi paani chhodhne lagi, aur wo meri grip ko apne hath se chhudhane ki koshish karne lagi. Par unki ye koshish na-kamyab sabit hui aur maine turant apni 2 ungliyan unki geeli chut mein daal di. Fir main apne thumb aur index finger se unki clitoris to pinch karne laga.

Main apni ungli, unki chut mein se halki-halki pace mein andar-baahar karke move kar raha tha. Squish squish ki awaaz aa rahi thi didi ki chut se, jab main fingering de raha tha unhe. Unki chut andar se bahut hi soft, geeli, aur beech-beech mein contract aur relax bhi kar rahi thi.

Chut mein ungli ghuste hi didi ne apni is kismat ko poori tarah se apna chuki thi. Aur ab wo apne badan ko poori tarah mere support mein chhodh di thi.

Didi: Ahah ahh please lund nahi please aahh.

Uski ye sexy awaaz sun ke main aur zyada excited ho gaya, aur fingering ki raftaar badha di.

Didi: Haye, itni fast nahi! Kuch nikal raha hai meri chut se.

Didi ki jeebh baahar aa chuki thi, aur unki aakhon ki eyeball pleasure ke maare upar ki taraf jaa rahi thi. Ab didi apni kamar ko aage le jaake, apna poora upper body meri body ke support mein chhodh di. Aur isi position mein didi apna juice chodh di, aur thak ke zameen par baith gayi mere support ke sath.

Main: Didi aap bahut naughty ho rahi ho. To naughty bachho ko kya diya jata hai?

Didi: Naughty matlab?

Didi is position mein itni sexy lag rahi thi, ki mere se aur control nahi hua. Fir maine didi ko pakda, aur mere saamne khada kar diya, aur didi se poocha-

Main: Didi aapne bola ki main aapke sath sex nahi kar sakta. Par baaki sab kar sakta hu, right?

Didi: Haa kyun?

Main: Aapne bola ki agar mera muth nikla, to aapko hi saaf karna padega. Bol ke aapne mere muth ko rok diya. Par aapne to apna juice nikaal diya. Aur main to abhi bhi aise hi hu didi (maine apni tanni hui rod ki taraf ishara karte hua bola).

Tabhi didi ek guilt waale expression ke sath apna hath mere lund ki taraf badhate hue boli-

Didi: Sorry, main abhi tumhe help kar deti hu.

Main didi ko rokte hue bola-

Main: Aise nahi didi! Aap bahut naughty ho, to naughty bachho ko to punishment to milni hi chahiye na, boliye?

Didi: Hmm, theek hai, bolo mujhe kya karna padega?

Main ye sunte hi bahut khush ho gaya, aur ek kaala kapda laake didi ki aakh mein baandh diya, aur didi ki thighs ko thoda separate kiya, aur apna lund unki thigh ke beech mein ghusa diya. Fir maine didi ko saamne se tightly hug kiya.

Mera hard aur garam lund unki chut ke bilkul neeche tha, aur side se unki dono thighs mere lund ko tighty pakde hue thi. Unki chut ki pankhudiya mere lund ko touch kar rahi thi. Didi bhi in sab ko feel kar paa rahi thi, aur beech-beech mein unki body bhi kaamp rahi thi. Tab Didi thodi tension wali voice mein boli-

Didi: Ye kya kar rahe ho?

Maine bina unki koi baat sune unki soft gol gaand ko pakda, aur unhe massage dete hue aage-peeche move karne laga.  Jitni baar main move karta, didi ki chut mere lund se jaa lagti, aur halka sa andar jake baahar aa jata. Unki chut bhi continuously paani chhodh rahi thi, jisse mere lund ko lubrication mil raha tha, aur smoothly main move kar paa raha tha. Mere lund ka bas upar ka part hi didi ki chut ke andar jata, aur fir baahar aa jata.

Fir maine position change ki, aur ab didi ko ghuma diya. Is position mein didi ki back meri taraf thi, aur unka face saamne tha. Main didi ki dono hatho ko peeche le aaya, aur apne ek hath se lock kar diya, jisse unki body arch kar gayi. Ye scene itna sexy tha, ki maine apni pace badha di, aur zyada force se move karne laga.

Mera ek hath jo ki free tha, usse main didi ke soft boobs ko massage dene laga. Main didi ke nipples ko apne hath se kheench raha tha, jisse ki unke badan mein ek current daud gaya.

Fir didi apni sexy awaaz mein boli- Please ye mat karo aahh. Galat hai ye.

Main: Didi ye kuch galat nahi hai. Ye aapki punishment hai. Aaj aapki is pyari chut ke upar main mere muth se apna nishan chhodhunga.

Didi pleasure ke kaaran apni jeebh baahar nikaal chuki thi, aur didi ki aankhen bas aadhi khuli hui thi.

Didi: Ahh mat karo!

Isi tarah kuch minute tak chodne ka baad, jab mera muth nikalne hi wala tha, main turant didi se alag hua, aur didi ke sar ko pakad ke unhe neeche bitha diya. Fir apna mota lund jo didi ki chut ke juice se bheega hua tha, use unke muh mein ghusa ke apna juice unke gale mein chhodh diya. Wo jo feeling thi, main bata nahi sakta.

Maine ab didi ki aankh se unki patti hata di thi, aur dekha ki unki aakhon mein mera lund jo ki unke gale ko chod raha tha, uski wajah se aansu aa gaye the.

Main: Didi ye aapki punishment hai. Ek-dum ise waste mat karna, nigal lo ise.

Didi aur bina kuch bole, chup-chaap, gusse waale expression ke sath mere muth ko nigal li.

Main view ka maza lene laga. Maine didi ki g-string panty ko side kiya, aur didi ki chut ko dekha. Fir main dheere-dheere didi ki chut ko touch kar raha tha.

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My cousin, Seema, is almost 10 years older than me. She has always been pretty as long as I can remember. I can’t tell you her exact measurements, but she is incredibly hot.

Growing up, I used to spend a lot of time at her place. I used to sleep in bed with her as I was still a teenager and no one suspected me of wanting to fuck my older cousin sister.

Seema had always been hot. Whenever we would be sleeping in bed together, I would make sure I was touching her when she was asleep. I used to rub her ass and boobs while she was sleeping next to me. I am sure she knew what I was doing.

Fast forward to now, she is married with 2 kids. She comes by our house sometimes since she lives close by. I can tell she flirts with me a little bit and I always respond. Despite having 2 kids, she is still hot and doesn’t look a day older than 25.

Now, coming to the story. Seema was facing some problems at home with her in-laws while her husband was away due to his business. He is usually away for months at a time. Her in-laws went to live with their daughter for some time leaving Seema and her 2 kids alone at home. Since I lived close by, my parents asked me if I could keep her company and sleep at her house for a few days since they might get scared being alone at night. I was happy to oblige.

I wasn’t thinking about fucking her or even having those thoughts about her now since we had grown up and I had a girlfriend. I was just going to get there to make sure they felt safe and do any work needed from me like running errands. But all that was about to change.

There were some things I didn’t know about her marriage before. She was very unhappy since her husband was away most of the time and she had to deal with her in-laws. She had grown resentful of her husband during this time and wanted to get back at him somehow. Her plan was to just flirt with me, but things escalated quickly to the point of no return.

I went to her house and lounged around till it was time to go to bed. All this time, she was asking me about my girlfriend (I hadn’t told anyone about her). I told her I didn’t have one since I didn’t want my family to know about it. She kept asking me what I was looking for and what kind of girl attracted me. After this, she told me to take her somewhere the next day.

Seema: Can you take me somewhere on your bike tomorrow?

Me: No, I can’t. I can take you in a car but not on my bike. (I can’t drive a bike very well, so I don’t drive with a pillion.)

Seema: Is it because people might see me on your bike and think I am your girlfriend? Would that ruin your chances with other girls who would see us?

Me (laughing): You do look young enough to be my girlfriend, so I am worried about that.

Seema (laughing): So, are you gonna risk being seen with me?

Me: Sure, but only if you hold me tight like a girlfriend would.

Seema (laughing): Don’t worry, I’ll do everything a girlfriend would.

At this point, I could sense she wanted me, and I wasn’t going to back down. I asked her where I should sleep.

Seema (smiling): You could sleep in my bed like the old times.

Me: I wouldn’t mind that at all. But, what about your children?

Seema: Oh, they have their own room, you don’t have to worry about them.

This was starting to get out of hand. I knew if I slept in the same bed with my married cousin, I wouldn’t be able to control myself. And she would most likely try to fuck me as well. But I couldn’t cheat on my girlfriend. So I called up my girlfriend.

Me: Babe, I think my cousin is trying to sleep with me.

GF: I am sure you are just overthinking it, maybe she is just being friendly.

Me: But she asked me to sleep in her bed.

GF: That doesn’t mean she wants to sleep with you. Stop thinking like everyone wants to sleep with you.

Me (annoyed): I will tell you when it happens and it will be too late.

GF (laughing): Sure.

Then I cut the call. I was annoyed that she didn’t take it seriously and was dismissing my concerns. At this point, I had to know whether Seema actually wanted to fuck me. So I went ahead with it anyway.

Seema and I went to bed and started pillow talking about random things. She told me how she was worried about being alone and thanked me for coming over. I told her how great it was to spend time with her. She asked me to get closer to her.

Seema: Come closer, it’s cold today.

I moved closer, she opened my arm and used it as a pillow. We were properly cuddling at this point. My other hand went over my cousin’s waist, but I wasn’t touching her waist. She held my hand, interlocking our fingers. She asked me if I was comfortable. I said I was and she turned away from me to sleep.

Her ass was sticking out toward my crotch. My heart was beating faster and faster and my dick was getting hard. If she moved her ass back just a little bit, my dick would’ve poked her.

My cousin fell asleep but I couldn’t as my heart was still beating fast. In her sleep, she moved her ass a little back and it touched my dick! It sent shivers through my body. I didn’t know if she was sleeping or just pretending to be asleep. I readjusted my dick so it aligned perfectly with her ass and she could feel my whole length when pushing up against me.

I fell asleep like this and woke up to her getting up from bed. It was still night. And she went into her children’s room to check on them. Apparently, her daughter had a nightmare and was crying. She went to put her to bed again.

While she was gone, I kept thinking about my cousin’s ass being pressed against my dick and I got hard again thinking about it. At this point, I was feeling guilty since I had a girlfriend and she wouldn’t like me doing this with someone else. But I had to know whether Seema actually wanted to fuck.

Seema came back into the room and got into bed thinking I was asleep as I was in the same position as before. She slid into bed cuddling up against me like before and moved her ass right up against my hard cock. I wasn’t expecting that and kept pretending to be asleep. She let out an, “Oh.”

To my surprise, she pressed her ass harder against my dick. And slowly, she started grinding it a little. It was clear my married cousin wanted to fuck but it was too late to stop. I couldn’t think about anything else, let alone my girlfriend. I had to fuck Seema. No words were spoken. There was too much sexual tension.

Seema kept grinding her ass slowly on my dick and was breathing heavily. I moved my hand to her waist and slowly was moving my hand up to her boobs. She didn’t seem to object to it, so I kept going. I pressed her boobs above her nighty and she start moaning slightly.

Her hand started going down toward my dick and she was rubbing it over my shorts. We both were moaning a little while rubbing each other’s bodies. This was the point of no return! I was going to fuck my married cousin sister’s brains out. There was no love, no concern, I just wanted to fuck Seema as hard and as fast as possible and Seema just wanted to get fucked. She didn’t care who it was. All the pent-up horniness toward her since I was a teenager was about to come out.

She turned toward me, our eyes met for a second in the dimmed room and we went to town on each other’s lips. I was kissing her like my life depended on it. She was sticking her tongue in my mouth and I was sucking on it. Meanwhile, I was trying to get her nighty off. But it was too much hassle. So I just raised it above her boobs and started ravaging them over her bra.

All this time, she was rubbing my dick over my shorts. I didn’t bother taking her bra off, just pushed it up so that her boobs would fall out and I started sucking on her nipples. My married cousin started moaning loudly. I was biting her, licking her, kissing her, anything I could. She was going crazy.

I got up on my knees and she followed, we started kissing again. Her hands went toward the waistband of my shorts and she pulled them down tracking my hard cock. She stopped kissing me and looked down, putting her hand on my cock and stroking it slowly. She kissed me and started moving down while kissing my neck then my chest moving down toward my dicks.

Before putting her mouth on it, she looked up and stared at me while her mouth moved closer to my dick. She held my dick in her hand and kissed the head of my dick while staring up at me. I don’t think I have felt that before, electricity moving all over my body. It was the hottest thing I had seen someone do.

Seema kept kissing my dick and started licking it. She moved her tongue through the length of my dick, from the base to the top, and then put the head in her mouth. I was losing control at this point. My cousin definitely knew what she was doing and she was good at it. She sucked my dick, making it wet, and then moved her head back up to kiss me. After kissing me, she whispered in my ear.

Seema: Put it in me.

“PUT IT IN ME.” Those were the only words said that night. And the only words that were needed.

I threw her on the bed, reaching for her panty. She lifted her hips and I slid them right off. I lifted her legs wide, positioning my dick next to her pussy. I hadn’t seen my hot cousin’s pussy before this. I didn’t even stop to look at it, smell it or lick it. The only thing going through my mind was putting my wet, hard dick inside Seema’s unsatisfied married pussy.

She held my dick and positioned it right on the entry to her heavenly pussy. I slowly thrust forward, sliding my dick inside her warm, needy pussy. This is what heaven must feel like!

I started slowly thrusting in and out till my dick was fully inside my cousin. She was whimpering, moaning and biting her lips. You could tell she hadn’t gotten fucked in a long time.

I was holding her legs up wide and moving my dick in and out slowly. Once I felt that her pussy was wet enough and finding the rhythm, I went to fuck her hard. I put my hands on the bed like I was doing push-ups and started pumping her pussy like there was no tomorrow. She was moaning loudly, but we didn’t care. Seema didn’t care if her neighbors or her children heard her getting fucked by someone other than her husband! It was hot, just the thought of fucking my married cousin while her husband was longing for her. Poor guy. His wife was getting fucked while he was making money to make her life better. He didn’t know that all she needed was a dick.

I kept thinking about these things while ramming her pussy which made it even hotter. Then I remember my own girlfriend, how she told me I was just imagining things. Now, I was fucking Seema and she had no idea. In one night, we had cucked 2 people.

You could tell that Seema was not used to this kind of fucking because she didn’t know what to do. She kept moaning, biting her lips, whimpering, her hand was on my chest trying to push me, but she wasn’t really pushing me, she liked it and she didn’t know what to do.

I kept ramming her, we didn’t even bother changing positions or stopping. This wasn’t about pleasure for me, this wasn’t about making her cum or making love to her. It was pure lust and getting to fuck Seema after such a long time. I was going to stop no matter what. So I kept thrusting hard and fast inside her.

I moved her legs up even further till they were on my shoulders, and quite literally mounted her pussy. I was fucking my cousin with all the weight of my body behind me and ramming hard inside her. She had nowhere to go even if she wanted to. But she didn’t want to. She wanted to stay right there, getting fucked.

After some time, I could feel my cum building up, but I kept going. Nothing was going to stop me. I wasn’t wearing a condom but I wasn’t going to cum outside. I didn’t even think about that. I just kept going. Seema’s moans were filling the room, and it was too hot to stop. I kept pumping and came inside my married cousin’s pussy.

We both stopped slowly, moans died down. I slid out of her pussy and laid down next to her. She was panting heavily, and so was I. We didn’t bother cleaning up. I pulled her close and buried my face in her boobs and we both went to sleep. Her pussy still dripping with my cum onto the sheets. We didn’t speak at all, except those 4 words.

“PUT IT IN ME.”