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Disclaimer: The story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to characters is merely coincidental.

Kamini, still down on the floor, raised her arms towards Punit. Punit bent down towards her, letting her cross her arms behind his head, and he picked her up. Her legs crossed around his waist tightly. She started kissing him fiercely, biting onto his lips while she rubbed herself against his abdomen.

He grabbed onto her buttocks and held them firmly as he made his way to the bedroom. Upon reaching it, he undid her leg hold and dropped her onto the bed.  Her slender figure bounced once as she fell onto the thick mattress in the middle of the bed.

Her legs swayed wide open as she tapped on her pussy and played with her clitoral area while biting on her lips. It was a tempting trap, and Punit fell for it. As soon as he was between her legs, she locked them behind his waist and pulled him in.

Her nails dug into his wide back, pulling him towards her. She bit on his collarbone to hold him down.  Punit knew what he was getting himself into, but he did not care. The adrenaline coursing in his veins was already dampening the pain from her nails and bites.

He grabbed onto his erect and pulsing cock and shoved it in her. Her pussy was already soaked, and she took it in easily without any obstruction.  His hands were around her head, his face an inch away from hers, his lips aching for hers. He could feel her warm breath on his face.

He started to rock his hips back and forth, pushing in by thrusting his hips in. She was squished under him, her nipples pushed in by his chest.  She started to notice his deep hazel eyes. A drop of sweat formed on his temple and rolled down to his eyebrows.

His nose flared, his luscious lips a bit apart as he exhaled. The warm breath she felt with each exhale, his back muscles, which she sunk her nails into.  Her clitoral area was smushed each time he thrust into her. Her inside felt like being stretched.

The jolt she felt every time he reached deep into her, the cramp in her toes as she curled them in. She could feel his heart beating over her breasts.  Their breathing synced as both of them started exhaling with each thrust. Her lips curled inward.

She stifled her moans, but he locked lips with her, making her moan out while they locked lips. His thrusts were slow, deep, and hard. As his pelvis smashed into hers, her nails dug deeper, pulling him closer.  Punit, stirred by the pain and pleasure, increased his pace, speeding and smashing into her.

Her pussy lips, sore from the pounding, started to send jolts to her, making her scream in pain and pleasure. “Harder, harder, fuck me harder, Punit,” she screamed.  Putting his hand in behind her knee, she pushed her leg out, undoing the leg lock.

Pinning both of her legs to his shoulder, he folded her and started to take full swings to thrust into her. He pulled his waist back until only his glans were inside and pressed down on her with full force.  As his glans hit her cervix, Kamini screamed, “Aaaa.”

Her voice stuck to her throat as she took a deep breath. The second stroke hit, and the pain inside her, mixed with her peaked adrenaline, turned to pleasure. She bit down on the bedsheet, her teeth grinding the cloth.  She wasn’t the only one who was in pain.

Slamming the glans hard came with pain, but it was nothing compared to the waves of pleasure. The strokes got faster and faster as they neared their ends. Punit was the first one to give in. His dick grew in size, stretching her inside as the twitching and pulsating continued.

The cum came out with force, spraying everywhere inside her. The hot, thick fluid filling her up pushed her over the edge. She fell into a state of spasms as she twisted and turned. Fluids start to fill her up, reaching everywhere. Finally, they have nowhere to go but out of there.

Punit continued to rock in slow motion as his dick went limp but maintained its shape. The pressure from his dick pushed some of his cum out of her pants. She pulled him in and locked her legs behind his back as she hugged him tightly.  The exhaustion caught up to them as strength left their bodies.

They passed out, embracing each other.  The morning came with a surprise. The sensation of something heavy pushing on him and a sensation of pain broke his sleep. His vision was hazy. He saw a silhouette of someone rocking back and forth.

Rubbing his eyes, he found Kamini riding on top of him. His cock was in her; the whole wild and steamy sex flashed before his eyes. Greeted by her smile, she sat up and pulled her towards him to go in for a kiss.  Both had body pain; their organs were still stinging.

Yet the slow rocking of her body was arousing him. She held tight to him as she thrust herself into him. Both are exhausted yet horny. Their act ended with Punit shooting into her. There was barely any cum, yet Kamini dutifully cleaned his limp cock with her mouth.

“Yesterday was wild,” Punit uttered, and they fell to the bed laughing. Kamini climbed over him, laying her head on him and blushing. She started reminiscing about the night. She explained to him how she and Anika planned everything. The idea was all hers.

“So she’s the culprit!” He reverted in shock and continued, “Well, I cannot complain about it.”. His hands started caressing her butt, and as his fingers moved, he noticed the bumps in her skin. He remembered how he spanked her and grabbed her cheeks tight.

She was shocked and screamed, “Aah”. In revenge, she bit on his chest, making him scream as well.  He crossed his hands around her and held her tight. The sweet moment of them embracing each other was broken as the alarm rang. It was 8 a.m.

Punit, a bit saddened by the interruption, extended his hand and switched off the alarm. “I have to go to the office; I have to give the boss the report for the trip,” he said with a sad tone. “Can you not go today?” Kamini questioned him as she looked at him with puppy eyes.

Taking a deep breath, he sighed, “Sadly, I have to.” Her face dropped with sadness. Looking at her expression, he added. “But I’m going to take a half day.” Her expression lightened as she got up from his chest.

“You get ready. I’ll make breakfast,” she said as she got out of bed and cleaned herself up. Her walk was different; her pussy was still sore as she walked towards the bathroom. She heard him chuckle and looked back at him. “Shut up, this is all because of you,” she said as she slid the black satin nightie over her.

Punit got ready for the office. As he got out of the shower, she was standing at the entrance of the room. His back was riddled with scratches and nail marks. His neck had multiple hickeys and bites that were visible even over his shirt collar. Changing into his work attire, they had breakfast together.

Kamini came to the door along with him to say goodbye. As they kissed, Punit grabbed her ass tight and squeezed both of her cheeks over her nightie. She squirmed with pain, grabbed his cock over his pants, and squeezed it. He jolted back as his cock was still hurting, and he smiled back at her in pain.

Revenge was served. She closed the door behind her as he left. She freshened up and called Anika, telling her every detail about what happened.

A few months later.

Ding…ding. Punit’s phone chimed. A new message from Kamini. The day was special. It was Punit’s birthday, yet he was occupied with work.

The message read, “Waiting for you!” and the attached video just loaded. He opened the video to find Anika and Kamini biting onto two ends of the chocolate. The same chocolate that they had tried. His thoughts were flooded by the memories of that night as his cock started filling up with blood.

The video continued. Kamini and Anika both chewed on the chocolate and started making out with each other. They looked at the camera and pushed their tongues out, and it had morsels of molten chocolate. They gulped the chocolate down and showed their tongue again; the chocolate was gone.

It was not a question of whether he should leave work. It was rather how fast he reached home.

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Ye kahani meri office colleague Pooja ki hai. Pooja ki office mein nangi hokar raat bitane ki khwaish thi. Pat isse gaurd aur office boy ke haathon gangbang karwane ke liye majboor kar diya. Bichari Pooja ko unhone kutiya bana pure office mein ghumaya.

Pooja sidiyon par bandhi apne hi hostel ke kuch trainees ke haathon chudwa chuki thi. Aur ankhon mein patti bandhi hone ke karan woh ye bhi nahi janti thi ki woh kaun log the.

Ab aisi baaten bhala kahan chupne wali thi. Pooja ki ye office mein nangi chudai ki khabar pure hostel mein fail gayi thi. Aur ab toh baki sabhi log bhi Pooja ki kisi tarah chudai karna chahte the.

Senior hone ke kaaran meri hostel mein bahut jaan pehchan thi. Akhir maine bhi kai saal wahin rehkar bitaye the. Wahan ki swimming pool, gym aur baki khelne ki jagah kafi achchi thi. Mere pass wahan ki membership abhi bhi thi.

Hostel mein kisine party rakhi thi. Aur mujhe bhi party mein bulaya tha. Party kafi der tak challi thi. Maine bahut daru pi rakhi thi. Raat ke 1 baj rahe the. Shanivar ka din tha. Agle din chutti hone ke karan sab der raat tak pi rahe the.

Maine jaise hi ghar jaane ko nikla Pooja balcony par mera intezar kar rahi thi. Pooja ka room hostel ke 3rd floor par tha. Jaise hi usne mujhe dekha toh mujhe bulane lagi. Woh mujhe aaj raat uske room mein ruk janne ko kehti hai.

Main toh kabse aise hostel mein uske saath rukna chahta tha. Fir main Pooja ke saath hostel mein hi rook gaya.

Pooja – Mere saath party nahi karoge Rajeev?

Main – Kyun nahi Pooja. Tum kuch kaho aur main na manu?

Fir hum dono aab Pooja ke room mein hi daru pine lage. Pooja mere goad mein bethkar daru pi rahi hi. Aur main uski makhmali badan se khel raha tha.

Pooja abhi kuch der pehle hi hostel ke gym se ayi thi. Usne ab bhi wohi dress pehen rakha tha. Usne ek blue color ki sports bra aur dark blue color ki shorts pehen rakha tha.

Main – Tum kya raat ko gym mein jaati ho? Abhi ye dress kyun pehen rakha hai.

Pooja – Haan Rajeev. Main toh abhi ayi hun gym mein. Raat ko 12 baje hi gym karti hun. Tab gym khali rehta hai. Din mein toh sab aise laar tapkate hai jaise mujhe gym mein hi kha jayenge.

Main – Ab bicharon kya kya dosh. Tum in gym dress mein jo keher dha rahi ho. Tumhara ye badan kisko deewana na banna de. Pooja chalo na wapas gym jaate hai. Main bhi toh dekhun tum gym kaise karti ho.

Pooja – Abhi raat ke 1:30 baj raha hai.

Main – Toh kaun sa gym band hai. Chalo toh main bhi tumhare saath gym karunga.

Pooja mere irade samaj jaati hai. Aur smile karti hui kehti hai.

Pooja – Lagta hai gym mein bahut mehnat karni padegi. Par chalo apki baat main kaise talu.

Fir kya hum beer ki ek ek bottle lete hai aur gym mein aa jaate hai. Pooja mujhe gym ka tour karwati hai. Jaise main pehli baar aya hun hostel ke gym mein.

Pooja ab trademill par thoda running karti hai. Aur maine waise hi daudte hue uski video banata hun. Gym dress mein uska badan aur uski daudte hue uchalti hui chuchiyon ko main kaise miss kar sakta tha.

Usse aise dekh mera lund pura khadata ho jaata hai. Pooja ki nazar mere lund par padti hai. Aur woh smile karti hui mere pass aa jaati hai. Aur mere lund ko aise sehlati hai.

Pooja – Kya hua Rajeev sir. Ye gym dress apko pareshaan kar raha hai kya? Bolo toh inhe utar do kya?

Pooja ki ye baate sun main aur betab ho uthta hun. Ab toh Pooja bhi wahin gym mein apni chudai karwana chahti thi. Itni raat ko aise bhi koi nahi anne wala tha.

Pooja – Toh chalo ye shart rahi ki agar app ye bear ki bottle mujhse pehle khatam kar lete ho. Toh main apni ye gym dress apko mere badan se utarne dungi.

Pooja to mere haan kehne ka bhi wait nahi karti. Hum dono ab beer pinne lagte hai. Pooja jaan kar haar jaati hai. Main bhi nashe mein tha. Jaise hi main beer ki bottle khatam karta hun.

Khushi se Pooja ko goad mein utha letta hun. Jisse uski beer ki bottle hum dono ke upar gir jaati hai. Beer girne se gym ki zameen par paani paani ho jaata hai.

Main – Pooja, main jeet gaya. Yeah! Ab mujhe mera inam dedo.

Pooja ab gym mein hi idhar udhar bhagne lagti hai aur main usse pakadne ki koshish karne lagta hun.

Main Pooja ko pakad leta hun. Ab kya tha. Mere dono haath uski sports bra ke upar se uski chuchiyon ko daba rahe the. Aur main Pooja ke hooton ko kiss kar raha tha.

Main – Ab toh main tumhari ye sports bra utar sakta hun na, Pooja? Ab tumhare badan par is gym dress ka kya kaam.

Pooja – Haan Rajeev utar pheko na meri ye gym dress. Kitni tight hai ye. Chalo na aaj puri tarah nude hokar yahan par gym karte hai.

Pooja ki ye kehne ki hi der thi. Fir kya main agge se uski sports bra ki chain khol deta hun. Aur dono tarah se uski bra ko pakad uske badan se nikal phekta hun. Uski dono nangi chuchiyon mere haathon mein sama nahi rahe the.

Main – Pooja, tumhari boobs toh bahut bade ho gaye hai.

Pooja – Haan apke in jadui haaton ka aur in hooton ka kamal hai.

Pooja ki ye baaten mujhe aur betab kar deti hai. Main ab uske badan se uski woh shorts utarne lagta hun. Uski woh tight shorts Pooja ke badan se main jaise kharoch kar nikalta hun.

Pooja ab puri tarah nangi hokar gym ke bicho bich khadi thi.

Pooja – Ab apki baari.

Aur aisa kehkar mere bhi sare kapde utar phekti hai. Fir kya hum dono ab aise hi nange hokar gym karne lagte hai. Kuch der woh waise hi nangi hokar alag alag cheeze try karti hai.

Fir main ek bech par akar beth jaata hun. Aur Pooja mere upar akar beth jaati hai. Agle hi paal mera lund Pooja ki choot ki gehrai naap raha tha. Aur uski dono chuchiyon ko main chuss chuss kar kha raha tha.

Kya nazara tha woh. Kuch der tak main waise hi bench par uski chudai karta hun.

Pooja – Thanks Rajeev sir. Aaj apki wajah se meri ye sex fantasy puri ho gayi.

Main – Aur kaun si fantasy hai Pooja. Main toh expert ho gaya hun sabki fantasy puri karne mein.

Aur aisa kehte hue main Pooja ko goad mein uthakar zameen par leta deta hun. Wahan pehle hi beer zameen par giri thi. Pooja ko jaise hi main zameen par letata hun. Woh beer mein lotpot hokar machalne lagti hai.

Main ab tel lekar aata hun. Aur Pooja ko dhikhata hun.

Pooja – Kya hai ye Rajeev?

Main – Aaj isse lagakar hi yahan par tumhare badan ki malish karunga. Main kabse tumhe aise gym mein nanga kar maalish karna chahta tha. Aaj meri ye tamanah puri hogi.

Fir kya main poora tel Pooja ke nange badan par daal deta hun. Aur ukse pure badan par usse masalkar lagane lagta hun. Pooja moan karne lagti hai. Main uski chuchiyon ki maalish karta hun.

Toh kabhi uski choot par woh tel lagata hun. Pooja ka pura badan jaise chamak raha tha. Ab Pooja apne badan par lagge tel ko lekar mere lund par lagane lagti hai. Fir kya humdono waise hi beer mein lotpot hokar chudai karne lagte hai.

Tel ki wajah se mera lund Pooja ki choot mein bade mazze se ja raha tha. Main Pooja ki tel mein sani chuchiyon ko dabata hua uski chudai karne laga. Pooja bhi ankhen baand kar jor jor se moan karti hui apni chudai karwa rahi thi.

Hum dono apni chudai mein itne khoye hue the ki hamen kuch hosh nahi tha. Main jhad gaya. Aur Pooja ki choot mein apna sara paani nikal diya. Pooja ke chehre par gym mein chudwane ki khushi saaf dikh rahi thi.

Maine usse apni goad mein uthaya hi tha ki achanak bahar bahut joor ki awaz aati hai. Humdono bilkul daar jaate hai. Aur jaldi se apne kapde pehen lete hai. Main Pooja ko apne haathon se uski woh sports bra pehnaya.

Par uski shorts adhi phat chuki thi. Woh waise hi pathi hui shorts mein bahar aati hai. Humlog jaise hi bahar atte hai, 5-6 log hamein sidhiyon se niche bhagte hue dhikhai dete hai. Main samaj gaya ki ye woh hi log honge jinhone office ki sidiyon par Pooja ki chudai kari thi.

Main – Pooja, lagta hai unlogon ne hamen aise gym mein chudai karte dekh liya. Ab kya hoga Pooja.

Pooja – Dekh liya toh kya ho gaya Rajeev. Waise bhi saare hostel mein halla hai ki main office mein guard ke haathon apni gangbang karwa rahi thi. Toh ek aur chiz sahi. Ab mujhe koi daar nahi.

Pooja – Yeh meri life hai main jaise chahen jiyon. Kuch logon ko toh mere daru pinne par bhi taklif hai. Dil toh karta hai ki ek din hostel mein puri nangi hokar hi ghummun fir dekhti hun kaun kya kehta hai.

Main – Baap re Pooja tum toh bahut gusse mein lag rahi ho. Aise kaun kehta hai.

Daru ke nashe mein Pooja kuch bhi bol rahi thi. Humdono aise hi baaten karte hue room ki aur jaa hi rahe the. Tabhi Pooja ke mobile par ek unknown number se ek video aata hai.

Video dekh kar toh meri saans hi atak jaati hai. Kisi ne meri aur Pooja ki gym mein chudai karte hue video bana liya tha. Video ke baad ek message bhi tha. Agar unki baat maan aaj raat unki shart puri nahi ki toh woh log sabko woh video dikha denge.

Pooja – Waah. Toh main bina kapdo ke nangi aise dikhti hun. Achi video banayi hai. Par achi quality mein nahi hai. Maza nahi aya. Unhe kehna padega ki agli baar HD mein record karen.

Pooja ki baaten meri samaj ke bahar thi. Raat bahut ho chuki thi. Kuch raat ke 2:30 baaj rahe the. Main ab Pooja ke saath uske room mein hi so jaata hun. Jaise hi main room ka darwaza baand karta hun.

Pooja wapas se meri dress utar deti hai. Fir kya tha. Main bhi uski pathi hui shorts utar phekta hun. Main ab Pooja ki uske hostel ki room mein hi chood raha tha. Humdono waise hi chudai karte hue kaab so jaate hai pata hi nahi chalta.

Subah ke 9 baje jakar humdono ki neend khulti haa. Main jaise hi uthata hun toh dekhta hun Pooja puri nangi hokar meri bahon mein thi. Main jaise hi apna mobile nikalta hun toh usme kuch miss call thi aur boss ka ek message tha.

Mujhe kuch kaam se office jana tha. Main Pooja ko uthata hun. Aur office jaane ki baat karta hun. Pooja bhi mere saath office janne ki zid karne lagti hai. Fir humdono office jaate hai.

Jaise hi hum office pahuncte hai, wahan hamare siva koi nahi tha. Itefak se wahan par wohi guard tha jisne Pooja ki gangbang ki thi. Guard jaise hi humdono ko dekhta hai, uske chehre par smile aa jaati hai.

Pooja bhi usse smile deti hai. Usse toh yehi lag raha tha ki aaj bhi hum yahan office mein masti karne ayen hai. Abhi 12 baaj raha tah. Boss ne jo kaam diya tha woh khatam hote hote shaam ho gayi.

Agle din Pooja ka birthday tha. Maine specialy Pooja ke birthday ke din chutti le rakhi thi. Shaam ko dhamal jo machne wala tha. Office se nikalte waqt guard bhi hamare piche aata hai. Aur Pooja ko ‘Happy birthday’ bolta hai.

Pooja ye sun khush ho jaati hai. Fir pata nahi usse kya hota hai. Agle hi pal woh apni dress apne kandhe se sarka deti hai. Pooja ne undar kuch nahi pehta tha. Woh guard ke samne bilkul nangi khadhi thi.

Woh guard ke badan se lipat jaati hai. Guard ne toh socha bhi tha ki Pooja ko wapas kabhi aise nangi hotte dekh payega. Woh ab Pooja ki nange gaand ko piche se pakadta hai aur usse goad mein utha leta hai.

Main – Pooja, ye kya kar rahi ho? Lagta hai kaal ka nasha utra nahi hai. Ab jaldi se chalo na birthday party ki tyari nahi karni kya.

Main car lekar office ki gate par intezar kar raha tha. Pooja ne guard ko kiss kiya aur uske samne hi nangi catwalk karti hui mere car mein akar beth jaati hai.

Main – Yeh kya hai Pooja? Apne kapde toh pehen lo

Pooja – Nahi Rajeev sir. Aaj toh aise hi nangi hokar hostel tak jane ka man hai.

Main – Pooja, bahar road par log honge.

Pooja – Toh kya? Main aaj aise hi jayungi. Jisse dekhna hai dekhe.

Pooja ne pata nahi kaun sa nasha kiya tha. Mujhe uski baat manni hi padti hai. Fir kya Pooja waise hi nangi hokar road par thi. Main usse waise hi hostel tak drive kar le jaata hun. Itefakan road par ek do admi hi the aur. Raat hone ke karan kisine hamen dekha nahi.

Pooja – Kyun Rajeev sir. Maza aya ki nahi wapas se aise mujhe nangi car mein ghumane mein.

Main – Haan Pooja. Maza toh aya par aaj tumhare irade kuch acche nahi lag rahe hai. Kaun sa nasha kiya hai tumne. Chalo ab toh kapde pehen lo. Ya aise hi nangi hokar hostel jaane ka irada hai.

Pooja – Maan toh kar raha hai ki aise hi jayun. Agar app chaloge toh.

Main ab Pooja ko uski dress pehna deta hun. Pooja ki dress bahut tight thi. Uske dress mein uska nange badan ka ubhar ache se dikh raha tha. Pooja car se utarkar hostel ki room ki aur jaane lagti hai.

Toh hostel ke guard ki nazar uspar padti hai. Woh Pooja ke badan ko ghoor ghoor ka dekh raha tha. Pooja ki nipple uske dress se saaf dikh rahi thi. Aisa figure upar se bin bra panty ke bichare guard ka kya doss.

Pooja bhi guard ko aisa karte dekh leti hai. Fir kya woh guard ke pass aa jaati hai

Pooja – Kya hua bhaiya? Kya dekh rahe the?

Guard – Kuch nahi, didi. Aise hi.

Pooja – Jhoot maat bolo. Main dekhti hun tum roj mujhe atte jaate ghoorte rehte ho. Kuch chahiye kya tumhen?

Office ka jo guard tha woh bahut hi kaam age ka tha. Sayad Pooja se bhi choota ho age main. Waise to uska behaviour accha tha aur Pooja bhi ye baat jaanti thi. Pooja bhi usse aksar baat kiya karti thi.

Guard – Nahi kuch nahi didi.

Pooja – kya kuch nahi. Mast sexy figure hai na meri?

Aur aise bol Pooja usse seduce karne lagti hai. Bichare guard ki halat kharap ho rahi thi. Main car se sab dekh raha tah.

Pooja – Kuch toh chahiye. Aao lelo na jo chahiye. Dekho main ankhen baand kar leti hun. Jo chahiye lelo. Main kuch nahi kahungi.

Guard – Sorry didi mujhe maaf kardo ab aur apko aise nahi dekhunga.

Pooja – Main kahun tab bhi nahi dekhoge. Aaj mera birthday hai kya gift doge bolo toh.

Guard – Mere pass kya hai didi. Sab kuch toh aap log dete ho.

Pooja – Kuch toh hai jo mujhe chahiye.

Aur aise kehkar woh guard ko kaaskar gale laga leti hai.

Pooja – Aao na Amit apni didi ke badan se in kapdon ko utar pheko na. Main bhi toh dekho tumme kitna daam hai.

Pooja jaise ladki ke agge kaun bhala khud ko rok sakta tha. Guard ne Pooja ko kiss kiya aur wahan hostel ke parking mein hi Pooja ke badan se uski top aur fir uski leggings phar kar phek diya. Guard ne usse khulema aise parking mein nanga kar diya.

Mujhe toh apni ankhon par yakeen nahi ho raha tha. Pooja ab guard ke samne puri nangi thi. Woh Pooja ke badan ko charo taraf kiss karne laga. Kabhi uski boobs ko toh kabhi uski hooton ko kiss kar raha tha.

Pooja – Chalo na Amit mujhe aise hi mere room tak le chalo na. Yahan koi dekh lega.

Guard – Haan didi jaisa aap kaho.

Fir kya Pooja nangi hokar uske goad mein thi. Aur Pooja ko sidhiyon se hote hue 3rd floor tak uske room mein le jaane lagta hai. Main bhi unke piche jaane lagta hun.

Guard usse aise hi nangi halat mein goad mein utha uski room tak le jaata hai. Main bhi guard ke saath room mein aa jaata hun. Main jaise hi Pooja ki room par jaata hun. Toh wahan zameen par kuch dawayion ki sisi padi thi.

Woh ek kamotejna badhane wali goliyan thi. Ab mujhe samaj anne laga tha ki Pooja aise chudwane ko itni utawli kyun thi. Fir humdono milkar Pooja ke room mein hi uski chudai karte hai. Pooja apne hostel ke guard se hi chudwa rahi thi.

Guard ki toh lottery lag gayi thi. Woh toh paglon ki tarah Pooja ke jism ko chaat chaat kar usse chod raha tha. Pooja ki kya madmast chudai ho rahi thi. Maine sab record kar liya tha.

Guard uski chudai kar jhaad chukka tha. Main usse ab bhar jaane ko kehta hun. Aur apni dress pehen wapas se chala jaata hai. Pooja bhi wahan so jaati hai. Main uski dawayi ki sisi wahin table par rakh deta hon.

Usme ab bhi adhi goliyan bachi thi. Main wahan se chala jaata hun. Akhir Pooja ki hostel mein birthday party ki tyari karni thi. Pooja waise hi nangi hokar bed par so rahi thi.

Maine ab mere dost Ravi ko call kiya. Usse woh dawayi magwayi jisse khakar meri behen Pankhuri nangi hokar road par hi anjan logon se chudne ke liye bhi tyaar ho gayi thi. Aaj toh Pooja ko bhi woh dawayi ka swad chakhana tha.

Maine Ravi se 3-4 packet mangwaya aur Pooja ki uss sisi mein uski dawayon ki jagah usse rakh diya. Ab toh bass ye dekhna tha ki iss dawayi ka Pooja par kya asar hota hai.

Abhi raat ke 8:30 baaj raha tha. Main ab Pooja ki party ki tyari dekhne lagta hun. Hostel mein jab hi party hoti toh bahut maza atta tha. Isliye sara hostel hi kisi ki bhi party ho badde jor shor se celebrate karte the.

Hamne hostel ke parking ko pura party ke theme mein saja diya tha.

Dj aur lighting ki sajawat dekhne layak tha. Ab toh baas birthday girl Pooja ka intezar tha. Abhi raat ke 11:30 baaj raha tha. Main wapas se Pooja ki room mein jaat hun. Pooja ab bhi nangi hokar waise hi so rahi thi. Main uske badan par paani daal usse utha hun.

Woh sakpaka kar uth jaati hai. Aur apne ko aise haalat mein dekhti hai.

Main – Pooja, chalo yaar jaldi se ready hokar niche aa jao 11:30 baaj chuke hai.

Maine Pooja ke liye ek green color ki silk gown birthday gift mein diya tha. Main usse wohi gown pehen kar party mein anne ko kehta hun. Maine uske mobile par office mein sidiyon par hui gangbang ki video bhi usse dikhata hun.

Aur tab jakar usse pata chalta hai woh kaun log the. Woh sabko pehchan jaati hai.

Pooja – hey bhagwan. Toh ye log the. Iss liye mujhe dekhkar hans rahe the. Yeh log toh bahut bekar kisam ke log hai. Mujhe toh inse baat karne ka bhi maan nahi karta. Aur dekho kaise mere badan ko chaat kha rahe haan. Inki toh akkad aur bhadh gayi hoggi. Par jo ho gaya so ho gaya.

Tabhi usse ek message aata hai. Woh unhi logon ka hoota hai unhone shart rakhi thi ki aaj party ke baad woh unke saath sex party karne ko aajaye warne woh log uski gym mein chudai ki video hostel aur office mein viral kar denge.

Main Pooja ki woh message padh leta hun. Pooja unhe wapas message karti hai ki jo karna hai karlo. Aur woh message delete kar deti hai. Pata nahi aage kya hone wala tha.

Main – Kya hua Pooja sab thik toh hai? Jaldi karo na. Hum wait kar rahen hai niche.

Pooja – Kuch nahi Rajeev. Ab jao bhi tab na main ready hokar ayungi.

Jiase hi 12 bajta hai. Pooja meri woh green color ki sexy si silky gown pehen kar aa jati hai. Kya kyamat dha rahi thi Pooja us dess mein. Sabki nazren bass Pooja par hi tikki thi.

Pooja ki adhi chuchiyan us gown se bahar thi. Aur niche se uski uski gown uski jhanghon tak ek taraf se khuli thi. Jise ek tarf se jhanghon tak uske pair dikh rahe the.

Fir kya sab Pooja ko happy birthday wish karte hai. Hum cake katte hai aur party suru ho jaati hai. Main jaise hi champenge ki bottle khole jaata hun toh Pooja rok deti hai.

Pooja – Isse rehne do Rajeev. Isse baad mein stage par use karenge. Ek surprise hai.

Mujhe uski surprise ki baad sun kaar daar lag raha tha pata nahi woh kya karne wali thi. Thand ka mausam tha aur bonfire ka maza aa raha tha. Party mein sab jaam kar daru pi rahe the.

Wahan 3-4 ladkiyan aur thi. Woh log bhi pure nashe mein thi. Saab nashe mein dhuth ho dj ki dhun par nach rahe the. Pooja ne bhi bahut sarab pi rakhi thi. Woh uss goan mein hi nachne lagti hai.

Tabhi uski nazar un 5-6 logon par padti hai jinhone usse office mein gangabang kiya tha. Woh Pooja ko ek cd dikhate hai aur stage par banne projector ki or badhne lagte hai.

Pooja samajh jaati hai ki woh log uski chudai ki video projector par lagane wale the. Fir kya Pooja duad kar jaati hai aur mike lekar announcement karne ki baat kar stage par aa jaati hai. Yeh dekh unlogon ko rukna padta hai.

Pooja ne kisi tarah unhe video dikhane se kuch der ke liye rok liya tha. Par woh jaanti thi jaise hi woh stage se hatagi. Woh log uski video sabko dikha denge.

Na jaane age kya hone wala tha. Abhi toh party suru hui thi. Aur ye log party kharab karne aa gaye the. Abhi toh raat baaki thi. Aur Pooja ki ye story bhi.

Hi all readers, this is my first and real story. I am a regular reader of ISS. So, first main apne baare mein bata du. Mera naam Aarush hai, aur main Kanpur se hu. Age 25 hai, and I love to workout. So, athletic body hai with 6 inches tool and great stamina. Maine apni life mein bahut sex enjoy kiya hai aur ye meri chachi ke baare mein hai.

Everyone says main Hrithik Roshan jaisa dikhta hu, and the heroine of this story is my chachi jo 24 ki hai. Uska naam Aisha hai, wo bahut gori aur slim hai, jisko dekh ke kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Her stats are 34-32-34. Chacha ek government officer hai, aur unki age 32 hai. Ye mere sabse chhote chacha hai.

To kahani shuru karne se pehle main poora bata du, jisse aapko thodi detail mein pata chal jaye. Chacha ki shaadi fix hone ke baad chacha ne meri baat karayi thi Aisha se. Tab tak mere mann mein kuch galat nahi tha. Maine bhi casually baat kar li.

Shaadi ke baad first morning thi chachi ki hamare yaha, aur wo bahut shy thi tab.

Maine pehli baar dhyan se dekha use. Guys wo dikhne mein same ‘Sunanda Sharma’ jaisi hi thi. Milky, white, aur gol-gol gaal, medium size doodh bilkul straight the. 4-5 din mein hamari achi dosti ho gayi. Usne meri Gf relationship ke baare mein poocha aur age poochi to shocked reh gayi. Wo thoda sad bhi thi apne aur mere chacha ke age gap ko leke.

To shuru tab hua hamara rishta, jab chacha ne Punjab ghoomne ka plan banaya aur chachi ne request ki main bhi chalu. To main, chachi Aisha, chacha, aur chachi ki behan train se jaa rahe the. Chachi ki behan Parul bhi hot thi. Baad mein maine usko bhi choda. Wo main next story mein batata hu.

To hum train mein baith gaye. Main side window pe, Parul middle, aur chacha upar let gaye. Parul ki shaadi fix thi, to wo apne phone pe lagi thi. Chacha thake hone ki wajah se jaate hi let gaye. Aisha neeche ki seat pe leti thi.

8 baje raat ke sab ne khaana khaaya aur chacha upar jaake so gaye. Parul bhi let gayi. Main apni seat pe baith ke phone mein movie dekhne laga.

Tabhi Aisha ne mujhe awaaz di, aur bola, ki wo bore ho rahi thi, to thodi to baat karna chaahti thi. Main bhi uth ke chala gaya.  Middle seat khuli hone ki wajah se hum thoda jhuk ke baithe the.

Aisha: Aap phone mein kya kar rahe the?

Me: Kuch nahi bas movie dekh raha tha.

Aisha: Sath mein dekhe? Main bhi bore ho rahi, aur mujhe train mein neend bhi nahi aati.

Me: Par Hollywood movie hai, aur isme kabhi bhi adult scene aa jaate hai.

Aisha thoda smile ki aur boli: Main married hu, ab to dekh hi sakti hu. Maine bhi kaan mein ek earphone uske lagaya, aur ek apne, aur games of thrones series laga di. Kuch der dekhne ke baad ek hot scene aaya, aur wo thoda blush karne lagi sharam se. Thodi der baad Aisha ne kaha-

Aisha: Ek bat poochu? Sach batayenge na?

Me: Haa boliye.

Aisha: Aapne apni gf ko kiss kiya hai kabhi?

Main socha ye kahi chacha ko na bol de, to maine kaha: Nahi gf to hai hi nahi meri.

Aisha: Jhoothe, aisa ho hi nahi sakta ki itne smart ladke ki gf na ho.

Me: Arre sach mein.

Thodi der hum movie dekhte rahe. Ab mera bhi khada ho chuka tha, bas darr lag raha tha.

Thodi der baad Aisha ne kaha: Ek baat batau?

Me: Haa boliye.

Aisha: Ap jab upar se excercise karke aaye to aapko pehli baar shirtless dekha tha. Aap bahut hot lagte ho, bas soch rahi thi kash shaadi na hui hoti to propose kar deti.

Ye sunte hi mera loda poora khada ho gaya. Par main wait kar raha tha signal ka.

Main fir silent hoke movie dekhne laga. Raat ke 1 baj rahe the. Lights off thi, par sab so chuke the hamari line ke.

Aisha fir chup rahi. Fir maine try maarne ka socha, aur kaha-

Me: Gussa nahi hogi to ek baat bolu?

Aisha: Haa bolo.

Me: Maine kabhi kiya nahi, par mujhe ek baar experience karne ka bahut mann hota hai, ki kiss feel kaisa karta hai. (Maine enjoy to bahut kiya tha, par mujhe uska reaction dekhna tha).

Wo thodi der chup rahi. Fir dheere se boli-

Aisha: Aap abhi bhi kar sakte ho experience.

Mujhe to jaise green signal mil gaya.

Maine poocha: Wo kaise?

Usne idhar-udhar dekha, aur ankh band karke boli: Mere lips pe.

Maine bhi time waste na karte hue uske soft se lips pe ek kiss kar di. Mere to turant paani aa gaya aur lund poora khada ho gaya.

Maine Aisha se kaha: Ek baar firse kar sakta hu?

Usne kuch kaha nahi, bas aankhen band kar li. Is baar maine uske lips choos liye, aur halka sa doodh daba diya. Kya soft doodh the uske main bata nahi sakta. Tab tak ek station aa gaya aur hum alag ho gaye.

Toilet bhi saaf ho rahe the, to main baahar nikal gaya thodi coffee peene ke liye. 15-20 minute baad train ka signal hua, to main Coffee pee ke andar aaya, toilet use kiya, aur andar gaya. Aisha apni seat pe let chuki thi. Usne kurti jaisa denim mein pehan rakha tha, jisme saamne se button the, aur neeche leggings daal rakha tha.

Wo kapde thode fitting waale pehanti hai, jisme uski body ke curve saaf dikhte hai, jo kisi ka bhi khada karne ke liye kaafi hai.

Mujhe dekh ke Aisha thoda side hui aur boli-

Aisha: Aaiye baithiye na.

Main uski kamar ke paas baith gaya, aur wo blanket mein thi.

Usne mujhse kaha: Aapke liye ek surprise hai.

Me: Acha, kaha hai surprise?

Usne kaha: Apna hath dijiye.

Aur usne mera hath blanket ke andar dala. Usne button khol ke apne doodha baahar nikaale hue the. Aur mere hath mein seedhe usne apne doodh pakda diye. Mujhe to mann hua abhi chod du usko. Par majboor tha, aur araam se uske doodh daba raha tha.

Uske baad maine kaise uski chut ke maze liye, next part mein batata hu. Please mujhe comments kare aur review de meri story ke baare mein.

Mrs. Patel was frustrated. Her husband had been working late every night, leaving her alone in bed without any sexual satisfaction. She missed the intimacy they once shared.

One day, she noticed something different about her teenage son. He had grown taller. His muscles were toned, and he carried himself with confidence. Mrs. Patel couldn’t deny the attraction she felt towards him anymore. As she watched him walk away, she fantasized about having sex with her son.

“Mom”, her son called as he walked into their bedroom one evening. “Can we talk?”

She looked at him, trying not to betray her desire, and said, “Sure, what do you want to talk about?”

He sat down on the edge of their bed, looking nervous. “Mom, I think I need to move out.”

Her heart sank. “What? Why??”

He hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I just can’t live here anymore. You and dad don’t seem happy together, and I feel like I am intruding on your problems.”

Mrs. Patel wanted to argue, but she knew he was right. They hadn’t been themselves lately, and it was affecting everyone in the house. She nodded her head in agreement and said, “Okay, if that’s what you really want.”

He stood up, smiled at her, and said, “Thanks mom, I’ll start looking for my own place tomorrow.”

As he left the room, Mrs. Patel couldn’t stop thinking about how much her son had grown. He was no longer the little boy who used to follow her around the house. He was now a man, and she found herself attracted to him in ways she never thought possible.

That night, as she lay in bed alone, she started to fantasize about her son. She imagined his strong arms wrapping around her body, and his soft lips kissing hers. Before she knew it, she was masturbating, dreaming of the forbidden love between mother and son.

The next day, when her husband came home from work, she confronted him about everything – about the lack of intimacy in their marriage, the distance they had created between each other and her desires for their son.

Her husband listened, and was shocked by what he was hearing. But instead of getting angry or upset, he seemed relieved. He told her that he had been feeling the same way, that they both needed something more than just a loveless marriage. They should explore their options, including exploring their taboo desires.

From then on, things changed between them. They began to open up, to communicate, and most importantly, to have sex again. It wasn’t always easy, but they tried to find a balance that worked for both of them. And as they did, they found themselves growing closer than ever before.

In the end, Mrs. Patel realized that sometimes, the answers are right in front of us, we just have to be willing to see them.

Mrs. Patel walked into her son’s room, her hips swaying seductively as she approached him. His eyes widened in surprise but he didn’t hesitate to welcome her advances.

“Mrs. Patel,” he stammered, “What are you doing here?”

She leaned in close to him, her breasts pressing against his chest. “I came to see you,” she whispered, her voice low and husky.

He could smell her perfume, sweet and intoxicating. “Why?”, he asked, his voice barely above a whisper.

She grabbed hold of her son’s shirt, pulled him towards her, and said, “Because..I want you”. She said her words hot against his skin.

He gulped, unable to look away from his mom. “But, mom, this isn’t right,” he stuttered.

She shook her head, her hair falling over her shoulders. “It doesn’t have to be right,” she said, her voice firm. “It just has to feel good.”

And with that, she pressed her lips against his, her tongue sliding along his teeth. He groaned, his hands reaching for her waist. She pulled away, grinning at him.

“Are you sure about this?” he asked, his voice barely audible.

She nodded her head, her eyes burning with passion. “Yes”, she said, “I want you. I need you.”

Without another word, she pushed him back onto the bed, her hand diving beneath his shorts. He gasped, his breath catching in his throat as she touched him. She laughed softly, her fingers curling around his length.

“Oh god”, he moaned, his hips bucking involuntarily.

She leaned forward, taking him into her mouth, her tongue flicking across the tip. He cried out, his whole body trembling as pleasure coursed through him. For hours, they explored each other’s bodies, discovering new sensations, and new desires. They talked and laughed, moaned and cried, lost in a world of passion and intensity until they finally fell apart. Exhausted and satiated, they collapsed into each other’s arms, already missing the warmth of their joint flesh.

***

One evening, when Mr. Patel was still at work, Mrs. Patel decided to take matters into her own hands. She went upstairs and found her son watching TV in his room. Without saying a word, she straddled him on the couch and began kissing him passionately. He responded eagerly, wrapping his arms around her waist.

They soon moved to the bedroom where they explored each other’s bodies. Mrs. Patel discovered that her son’s penis was larger than her husband’s, which only fueled her desire further.

“Mom”, he whispered, his voice shaking with excitement, “This feels so wrong.”

She smiled, her eyes burning with lust. “Doesn’t it feel good though?”

He nodded his head, his face flushed with heat. “Yeah, but shouldn’t we stop?”

She shook her head, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. “No, we shouldn’t”, she said, her voice firm. “This is what we both want, what we both need.”

And with that, she lowered herself onto her son’s erection, moaning as it filled her. He gasped, his hands grasping her hips as he began to move inside her. She arched her back, her nails digging into his skin.

“Faster”, she panted, “Fuck me harder.”

He obliged, his pace quickening until they were moving together at a breakneck speed. She cried out, her orgasm building rapidly until it finally burst forth, consuming her entire being.

Afterward, they lay together in silence, their hearts racing and their bodies covered in sweat. Mrs. Patel couldn’t believe what had just happened, nor could she imagine ever wanting it to end.

At that moment, she knew that her life would never be the same again. And she couldn’t wait to see where this newfound connection would take them next.

Hello doston, mera naam hai Nikita Ghosh aur main wapas aa gayi hu apni agli kahani ke sath. Jo log mujhe nahi jaante, woh ye jaan le, ki main aapki hot Bhabhi hu jiske baare mein soch kar aap dil khol ke apna lund hila sakte hai.

Main 35 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade stann aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati ‘Ghosh Babu’ meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardo ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere stanno ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni kahani ka agla part.

Pichle part mein aap sab ne padha tha, ki kaise maine Manoj aur Varsha ko chudai karte pakda tha. Fir maine unko cabin mein bulaya, aur Varsha ko baahar bhej diya. Uske baad maine Manoj ko jab daraya, to woh kisi bhi saza ke liye ready ho gaya.

Fir maine saza ke roop mein usse apni chut chatwayi. Usne bhi bakhoobi apni saza poori ki, aur maine apni chut ke paani ki pichkari uske muh par chhodh di. Woh mera saara paani aise pee gaya jaise chocolate syrup ho. Ab aage badhte hai.

Manoj ab apni gaand rakh kar mere saamne baith gaya, aur apne muh par lage meri chut ke paani ko apni ungliyon se utaar-utaar kar chaat raha tha. Sath mein woh hawas bhari nazar se mujhe dekh raha tha. Main bhi apni chut ko chair par baithi masal rahi thi.

Fir woh khada hua, aur usne apni belt kholi. Fir pant ka hook khol pant neeche ki, aur uske baad underwear bhi neeche kar diya. Underwear neeche hote hi uska saand jaisa lund spring jaise uchal kar baahar aa gaya.

Aise bade lund to mere favourite hai. To lund dekhte hi meri aankhon mein chamak aa gayi. Fir usne apne lund ko hath mein liya, aur mere muh ke saamne karke mujhse kaha-

Manoj: Madam, aur saza nahi dengi.

Main uska ishara samajh gayi, aur muskura kar maine uske lund ko apne hath mein le liya. Fir maine usko kaha.

Main: Abhi to tumhari saza shuru hui hai. Abhi to bahut saza baaki hai.

Ye bol kar maine uske lund par ek kiss kar diya. Mere kiss karte hi usne mere muh ko gaalon se pakda, aur apna muh mere muh ke kareeb le aaya. Fir usne mere hontho se apne honth jod diye, aur hum dono ne ek vaasna bhari kiss ki.

Jab hamari kiss tooti, aur woh muh peeche leke jaane laga, to usne mere muh mein thook diya. Main samajh gayi thi ki woh kya kehna chaah raha tha. Fir wahi thook maine uske lund par thooki, aur usko hath se malne lagi.

Uska lund chikna hone laga tha. Fir maine apna muh khola, aur uske lund ko apne muh mein daal liya. Ab main maze se uske lund ko muh aage-peeche karke choos rahi thi. Uska lund kafi bada tha, to mere gale tak jaa raha tha. Mujhe aise bade lund choosne mein bahut maza aata hai.

Fir Manoj ne mere sar par hath rakha, aur mere muh mein tez-tez dhakke dene laga. Woh zor ke dhakke deke mere muh ko chodne laga jisse mujhe saans lene mein dikkat ho rahi thi. Lekin mujhe maza aa raha tha. Kuch der aise hi poora zor laga kar usne mera muh choda.

Usko lag raha hoga ki woh mujhe dard de raha tha, lekin usko nahi pata tha ki Nikita kon hai. Fir usne apna lund mere muh se baahar nikala, aur mujhe baalon se kheench kar khada kiya. Uske baad usne mere hontho se honth laga diye, aur hum dono paaglon ki tarah kiss karne lag gaye.

Kiss karte hue usne meri saree khol di. Ab main blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Fir usne mere honth chhodhe, aur meri gardan ko choomne-chaatne laga. Woh meri gardan par love-bites de raha tha, jisse mujhe aur maza aa raha tha.

Uske baad woh meri cleavage choomne laga. Fir usne mujhe ghumaya, aur meri peeth se baal aage karke meri peeth choomne laga. Usne mera blouse khol kar nikaal diya, aur ab upar sirf bra reh gayi thi. Fir woh meri peeth choomne laga, aur choomte-choomte neeche chala gaya.

Usne mere petticoat ko kheench kar pairon par kar diya. Panty to main pehle se utaar chuki thi, to ab uske saamne meri nangi gaand thi. Gaand dekhte hi usne apna muh mere chootadon mein daal liya. Meri gaand ke chhed ko jeebh se chaatne laga.

Main hath table par rakh kar jhuk gayi, aur gaand baahar ki taraf nikaal li, taaki usko chut ka raasta bhi mil jaye. Ab woh meri gaand aur chut dono chhedo ko chaat-choos raha tha. Kuch der tak usne aisa hi kiya, aur fir khada ho gaya.

Usne meri bra ka hook khola, aur mujhe apni taraf ghuma liya. Fir usne meri bra ko mere boobs se alag kar diya. Usne mujhe boobs se pakad kar table par bithaya, aur apne baaki ke kapde utaar diye.

Fir woh mere boobs par toot pada. Woh zor-zor se mere boobs choos raha tha. Mujhe bada maza aa raha tha, aur ye meri uttejna ko badha raha tha. Fir usne meri chut par lund set kiya, aur zor ke dhakke se poora lund meri chut mein ghusa diya.

Uska bada lund apni chut mein paa kar meri maze bhari siski nikal aayi. Fir woh dheemi gati mein lund meri chut mein andar-baahar karne laga. Hum dono ki chudai shuru ho chuki thi, aur hum dono ko hi bada maza aa raha tha.

Usne apni speed badhayi, aur tezi se lund meri chut mein andar-baahar karna shuru kar diya. Chut aur lund ke paani se chap-chap ki awaaze aa rahi thi, aur jaanghon se jaanghen takrane se thap-thap ki awaaze aa rahi thi.

Uska ek hath meri gardan par aur doosra mere boob pe tha. Meri chut ki garmi ka woh poora maza le raha tha. Kuch der aise hi chodne ke baad usne lund meri chut se baahar nikaal liya.

Fir usne mujhe ghumaya, aur table par ulta lita diya. Uske baad usne mere chootad failaye aur bola

Manoj: Kya gaand hai saali teri.

Fir usne meri gaand ke chhed par thooka, aur apna lund uspe set kiya. Uske baad zor ka dhakka maar kar usne ek hi baar mein lund poora andar ghusa diya. Gaand ka chhed ache se geela nahi tha, to lund ragad khaata hua andar gaya.

Mujhe kaafi dard hua, aur meri zor ki ‘ahh’ nikli. Fir usne dhakka pel meri gaand chodni shuru kar di. Uske dhakke itni zor ke the, ki poori table hil rahi thi. Lund gaand ki haddi tak takra raha tha, aur mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha.

Thap-thap ki madhur awaaze aa rahi thi. 20-minute ki dhua-daar chudai ke baad woh ahh ahh karne lag gaya. Main samajh gayi ki woh ab jhadne wala tha. Fir mujhe apni gaand mein uska bahut saara garam-garam maal mehsoos hua.

Poora maal khaali karne ke baad usne lund baahar nikala, aur haanfta hua meri kursi par baith gaya.

Iske aage kya hua, ye aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye 📲mujhe call kijiye.

Hi, people of ISS! My name is Ryan, and I’m a resident of Guwahati, Assam. So, quick intro about myself. I’m working for a marketing firm here in Guwahati. 25 years old, 5’7 height, with a very average-sized dick. I’m a bit overweight right now, trying to lose some weight.

I’m crazy for big and large boobs! I’m attracted to women having large tits regardless of face.

So, the heroine of my story is Bhanu. She is a very average-looking woman with average-length hair, a height of about 5’3, with a very voluptuous figure. Her stats were like 38D-32-38. Her tits were HUGE! So the way we met was back in 2020, I think. The lockdown had just unlocked, I believe. I

had a Guest House, which was non-operational, so I had put it out for rent for short-term occupancy monthly basis. Bhanu had seen my ad and had contacted me for the same. We spoke a bit via WhatsApp, me sharing photos and minor details. She wanted to see the place and had come over the next day.

Along with her came her roommate and roommate’s sister. We had a conversation about the rates and all. It did not sound like a good deal to me. I rejected their offer and moved on. As Bhanu had my number, she tried to convince me of the place, but I was not budging.

Some days passed, and I was scrolling through my WhatsApp when I stumbled upon her inbox. She had changed her DP, and that caught my attention. Her boobs were looking tempting and amazing. I couldn’t stop myself and messaged her instantly. Our conversation goes as follows.

Me: Found your place?

Her: Not yet. We need something like yours, but you are not giving.

Me: I’m sorry, but your budget is too low.

Her: Please! I know you can come up with something.

Me: You can take one room, but I’m not giving you two rooms!

It was a 2BHK house.

Her: Nah, three people can’t stay in one room.

Me: It’s the bigger and more spacious one, up to 4 can stay easily!

Her: Nah! There are some issues so I don’t want to share my room.

Me: Oh, so your boyfriend is coming to visit you, is that it?

She was blushing.

Me: Then you would need another property! But you can book my property anytime for both of you. I’ll give you a discount!

Her: I need the king one!

Me: OK, Cool. Tell me more about you.

So we exchanged some personal information and chatted for quite a while. She said that she worked as a receptionist at a clinic and was enjoying life. So I had to end the chat with her cause I had some work. During my errand at around 5 pm, she calls me, and our conversation is as follows:

Her: Hey, where are you?

Me: I’m at Fancy Bazar, you?

Her: At the clinic, today will leave early as our boss has some work.

Me: Cool! Good for you. What is your plan today, as you have some extra time?

Her: I was wondering if we could meet.

Me: Really? I’m almost done, where shall we meet?

Her: Come to Ulubari Opp KFC, my office is nearby. I’ll come out once you reach

After about 10-15 minutes, I reached the spot. There she was with her melons. I opened the door, and she entered the car and sat down. What a view it was. I realized I would be lost in her boobs, so I controlled myself. We re-greeted and re-introduced each other.

She looked so delicious. I would maul onto her boobs then and there. I asked her where she wanted to go. She said, “Let’s go get momos.” So we went to Chandmari to get momos. After I bought them, we went to a secluded place and had our momos nicely.

I actually did that cause I wanted to have a good look at her. She was enjoying her momos and me the view. Imagine 38D boobs juggling in front of you with a bonus Coke bottle figure. After having momos, we went for a short drive through the city.

She became comfortable we started talking about our relationship and stuff. I was on a break at that time, and she was having a strained relationship. I started complimenting her like why would someone cheat on her. She was so hot and desirable.

She laughed and said, “No, that’s not true. Just having big boobs and a BBW-type figure doesn’t make you desirable.” I was like, “YES IT DOES!” I mean, I wanted to grab and play with her boobs for the entire time, but I kept my calm. I complimented her boobs, and she laughed.

When going back to drop her to her room we made a plan on the coming Saturday to meet and spend a day together partying. She only made the plan. I was excited. I had no idea what was going got happen. We met and planned this on a Wednesday.

The days passed, and we chatted. I even asked her if she could stay the night on Saturday. But she couldn’t cause of her guy. So Saturday came. I got ready by 10 am and left home to pick her up. Picked her up by 10:15. The outfit she wore, she definitely decided herself that we would have sex.

It was a sleeveless top with a short dupatta and jeggings. That time I also saw what an amazing ass she had. Full fuckable figure. So asked if we could score some weed, so we went on to do that. After scoring weed bought a couple of things to eat, which was enough for the entire day.

We reached our Guesthouse. She immediately ran to the room she liked the most. Made herself comfortable. She was admiring the place and was asking me the prices and all.

After a quick tour of the property, we sat down to crush our weed. I taught her the basics of making the joint. She picked up very quickly as she was a regular smoker. After we rolled our joints, it was time to smoke the first one. We made about 4-5 rolls, all with minimal ciggy mix.

She was a pro at smoking joints and lit the first one. We had some random chat while smoking, passing the joint to each other. After finishing it, she felt relaxed and lay facedown on the bed. Our small conversation goes as follows:

Me: Hey, are you OK?

Her: Ummmm, feeling good.

I was controlling myself.

Her: Listen, gimme a massage no.

Me: OK, tell me where.

Her: Start from the neck.

I started massaging her neck and shoulders. I slowly went down to her upper back and lower back gradually, hips, and now was massaging her ass. I went down to the feet and then came back up to the neck again. She requested to massage her ass again.

I started massaging vigorously. She was getting a bit turned on, so she was requesting massages on various parts, and I was obliging. Finally, I asked if I could massage her boobs, she blushed and said Yes. I started massaging slowly. She was breathing heavily, and I started massaging and pressing slowly.

Her bra was a bit unique, with some wireframes in the bottom part. I asked her if her bra could be removed. She removed it from below her top. It was red in colour and shiny. I started pressing her boobs vigorously. After about 30 seconds, she lay down and was lying adjacent to her, still fondling her melons.

She suddenly initiated a kiss, and I, too, kissed her back. We looked into each other’s eyes for about 2 seconds and then started kissing wildly. I was still pressing her boobs with my right hand and balancing my left with my left. While kissing, she grabbed my right hand and placed it on her crotch.

I started to feel it, and she was wet. I said, “Ummm, you’re wet.” She said, “Yes, I need you to finger fuck me.” I started rubbing her pussy from above her jeggings. She was moaning and twitching. Then I slid down her jeggings slowly. She was not wearing any panties!

As I mentioned above, she had decided to have sex. I inserted my finger into her pussy, and she was so so wet. She stopped kissing me and started moaning. Her moans were really hot. I, too, was getting turned on hearing her. She subconsciously pulled up her top, revealing those massive boobs.

My eyes shined like an anime character! And without wasting time, I immediately started vacuuming her melons. I was in heaven, my mouth filled with her boobs and my fingers inside her pussy. She started to go, “Oh! Ah! Um! Shit!”

I continued for about 10 minutes and then stopped fingering her. I came on top of her and started devouring her melons like a hungry wolf. Then I stopped sucking and started planting kisses on her boobs. Going down slowly, I was planting kisses all the way to her mesmerizing pussy. It was a pretty one, non-hairy, a bit pink and swollen.

I smelled it and said warm, planted a kiss. She shivered! And I started licking her pussy. She was shouting, “Oh Shit! Oh Yeah!” I started giving her a tongue tornado, and she grabbed my hair and pushed my head more into her crotch. I was giving her deep licks, playing with her clit.

I started fingering her at the same time. She had an orgasm and blacked out for like a couple of seconds. After about 10-20 seconds, while I was catching my breath as I was out of air eating her out. She gave a “Wow! That was Amazing!” We kissed, and she wanted to light another joint.

We smoked the second one. She was naked, and I was wearing my pants. I was playing with her boobs, rubbing my face on them, biting them and taking puffs. After we were done with the second joint, she grabbed the bulge on my pants and started pressing.

“I want to see that,” she said. “Go ahead, all yours,” I said. She slid down my pants and passed a comment, “You’re longer than my boyfriend.” I smiled, and she started giving me a blowjob. She was sloppy, I guess, so I didn’t let her continue much.

So now I asked, “Shall we?” she smiled and nodded. I positioned my wee wee in front of hers. Took up the missionary position and started to slide it in. It went inside in one go cause she was wet! She gasped, and I gave out a sign! I guess I was too much excited, so I had a reflex ejaculation!

I pulled out at the right time. I  said sorry to her she said it was OK. I took about a couple of seconds to catch my breath and entered her again. This time it was fine. Slowly started pumping her. We were having sex! She was moaning, “Oh, Oh Shit, hmm.” I was pumping, grabbed her by the neck and sucking her boobs.

We started sweating. We fucked in missionary for about 4-5 minutes. I kissed her and asked, “What’s your favourite position?”

“Doggy style,” she said.

We changed positions. She came on all fours, and I first tried kneeling between her legs, entered her and started pumping. But the position seemed uncomfortable, so I chose to stand instead. She repositioned herself to the edge of the bed.
I entered her again and, this time, spanked her ass a couple of times. I grabbed her by her hips and started pumping. The room was vibrating with her voice and moans. I was enjoying the fuck along with the ‘clop-clop’ sound. I bend forward to crush her boobs and grab her by the neck.

She couldn’t believe what was happening to her. She gave a huge moan and collapsed face-first on the bed. I thought of continuing with reverse missionary. But my tool was not big enough, so I failed. Then I just lay on top of her, she breathing heavily.

I planted a kiss on her neck and whispered in her ear, “Which position now?”
She took a moment to signal me to lie down on my back. She came on top of me and said, “I want to ride you now.” She grabbed my dick and gave me a quick handjob, and inserted it herself.

Damn, she was heavy! My hips were taking a lot of weight at that moment. She started rocking her hips slowly, and we started having sex again. She bent forward and rubbed her boobs on my face. I was on cloud nine. I pressed bite and sucked her melons while she rocked her hips.

After about 2-3 minutes, she grabbed both my hands and started jumping. I wanted to grab her bouncing boobs, but I couldn’t. She was going, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!” I was feeling like cumming. I was not wearing a condom, so I told her I was about to cum.

She said just 1 more minute she’s also almost there. I started taking deep breaths as it tends to slow down my orgasm for like 5-10 seconds. She again gave out, “Oh Fuck,” and collapsed on me, suffocating me with her boobs. I immediately changed positions as I was on the verge, but somehow, the sensation dropped.

So I grabbed her hips and started pumping her again in a type of hinge position with her hips crossed. She was saying stop, but I didn’t listen. Finally, I cum on top of her left hip, pulling out. I crashed on her, grabbed her face, and kissed her.

I asked, “What was that?” She replied, “Whatever it was, Amazing!” We grabbed something to eat from our stash and ate. Smoked and lying down. I fed her lunch, and we fucked 2 more times till nightfall. She was there till 8 pm and I dropped her to her room.

After this, we used to meet occasionally to cuddle and have physical sessions. I wanted to make her my girlfriend but couldn’t understand her mind. And then, on her birthday, we had a small tussle and stopped talking. I miss our sessions and her boobs!  I hope to see her someday.

Thanks for reading. Let me know what you think about it at [email protected]. I’m also on the lookout for big-boobed ladies to be friends.

Folks, if you have been reading the earlier stories that Shraddha and I have posted, then welcome back! If you haven’t read the previous ones, then I humbly request that you do before reading this one.

All these stories are a narration of our ongoing love affair. We have tried to maintain the continuity from one episode to another. While most of it is true, we have taken some liberty to spice it up a bit.

Immediately after Tanya and Bhavesh left for India, our routine of going over to Shraddha’s house during lunch hours resumed. We started making love almost on a daily basis. But we hardly used to get time to relish each other.

On Thursdays, I try to spend time with her in the evening after work. But the thought of catching the last train home was always in the background. She had met my wife Anjali (or Anju for short) when we invited her along with Bhavesh and Tanya for dinner.

Anju had given an open invitation to her to come over anytime to stay whenever she felt lonely. So, after a few weeks, I decided to ask Anju if we could invite Shraddha over the weekend. The reason was quite simple. Anju works full day in a supermarket over the weekends.

So, she wouldn’t be around most of the time during the day, giving us ample time to pleasure each other. I discussed this with Shraddha over lunch after another quickie session. She could not hide her excitement. Throughout that day, we kept texting each other about her possible visit.

In the evening, I casually brought up Shraddha’s name in some conversation with Anju. “So, how is she doing since her husband and daughter left for India?” she asked when the name cropped up.

“I don’t know. I guess she must be doing ok,” I said without looking into her eyes and pretending to be checking my mobile for messages. “Though she did say that she is missing her daughter,” I added just to elicit the response I wanted from Anju.

As expected, Anju said, “Yes, it must be tough for her. To be away this far from her child. Why don’t you call her this weekend to stay.” She said after a brief pause. “She can come on Friday and leave on Monday for work with you.”

“And how am I supposed to entertain her while you will be away most of the day?” I asked, feigning helplessness. But at the same time, ensuring that she knew that we would be on our own.

“Don’t be silly. She is not a small child to be looked after in my absence. If she does get bored, you can show her our town and have lunch together,” she said.

“Ok,” I said, this time pretending to be reluctant. “Why don’t you talk to her yourself?” I said. Before she could say anything, I had dialled Shraddha’s number and shoved the phone in her hand. I had already told Shraddha to expect Anju’s call to invite her over.

The moment her phone rang, she answered it. I guess she must have been eagerly waiting for this call all evening. After exchanging pleasantries and small talk, Anju invited her over to our house over the weekend. I had instructed Shraddha not to accept the invitation immediately, and she played her part well.

After a couple of ‘Nos,’ she finally accepted the invitation. Can you imagine the kind of excitement I was going through upon knowing that we would be having loads of time for ourselves. I was already visualising her naked and in various positions all over the house.

As soon as the invitation was accepted, Anju handed over the phone. I excused myself and sent kisses to Shraddha on WhatsApp. She responded almost immediately with her kisses.

The next day was Thursday, and as usual, we ended up in her house after work. As soon as we shut the door behind us, we went for each other. Within no time, there wasn’t a single piece of clothing left on our bodies. Shraddha pulled me over her and wrapped her smooth, pale thighs around me.

She guided me inside her, and my cock went in like a hot knife through a slab of butter. Our lips clamped over each other. I sucked her tongue in my mouth. I rammed my cock deep inside her. Her gasp exploded in my mouth, and tears welled up in her eyes.

But she didn’t let go of my mouth, and we started fucking like crazy. Our moans could be heard through our clamped mouths, and we sounded like animals. She had dug her nails inside my shoulder blades. She desperately clung to me while I kept ramming her wildly.

Just when I felt that I would cum, I quickly put on a condom and continued ramming her. No sooner had I put on the condom than I exploded inside her. As my cock spewed the cum, I slumped over her. She held my head against her heaving chest.

As we relaxed in each other’s arms, we discussed about our weekend stay together. The challenge was to act as if we were good colleagues and nothing more than that. The bigger challenge was to keep our hands off each other while Anju was nearby.

It sounded simple. But imagine being close but not able to even touch each other for 12-14 hours a day! But the fruits of exercising patience were going to be far sweeter. I left her that evening for home. The next day was the much-awaited Friday, and after work, we boarded the train to my place.

We sat next to each other with our hands clasped under our bags and excitement in our hearts. We kept pressing our thighs against each other. The train seemed to arrive almost instantly at our destination station. As usual, Anju had come to pick us up from the station.

“Hello Shraddha, how are you?” enquired Anju with a smile.

“I am fine Anju di, thanks! How are you?” Shraddha replied while hugging Anju warmly.

Once we reached home, Anju went about to prepare tea for us. I took that opportunity to take Shraddha to her bedroom. “Welcome home, sweetheart!” I whispered in her ears and took her in my arms. We had a quick round of kisses. I then showed her the bathroom.

She wanted to take a shower before joining us for tea downstairs. Before Anju realised that I was taking longer time than usual, I was back downstairs. I offered to help Anju in the kitchen. As she declined my offer, I told her that I would go upstairs to take a shower soon after I had my coffee.

I was having the last sip of the coffee. I heard Shraddha come out of the bathroom and go inside her bedroom. I calmly went about rinsing my cup and pretended to do some other chores. I quietly headed upstairs, hoping to grab her for one last time before we joined Anju.

She was stepping out of the bedroom, smelling fresh as one would after taking a shower. She had changed into a cotton pyjama with floral patterns all over the two-piece dress. For my trained eyesight, it was quite obvious that she wasn’t wearing anything under her top. Her nipples protruded through the fabric.

I pulled her near me gently. I then tugged her top downwards so that it tightly hugged her braless tits. The nipples became more prominent. With my other hand, I pinched them lightly. She let out a small gasp as if she was taken by surprise and smiled sheepishly as she looked into my eyes.

As our eyes fixed on each other, I gently placed my lips over hers. We could hear Anju working in the kitchen, which meant she was nowhere nearby. Shraddha, with her eyes, gestured towards her mounds as if asking whether I wanted to taste them.

I nodded, and as she saw my expression she had a smile on her face. She lifted her top to give me a close-up view of her two smooth-as-marble-taut globes. As I bent forward, I passed my hands behind her and cupped her buttocks to support myself.

I started sucking the cherry of her lovely breasts. With her fingers, she started combing my hair. I soon moved to the other one and sucked it lovingly and delicately. As expected, both the nipples had now become rock hard. The whole thing must not have lasted for more than a minute.

She gently pushed me away and lowered her top. When I looked up at her questioningly, she had a serene smile on her face. She cupped my face and planted a light kiss on my cheeks. She pointed me in the direction of the bathroom as if asking me to get my shower.

With that, she left me and went downstairs to join Anju. As I was getting ready to get into the shower, I could hear the ladies talking and laughing at some joke. Without knowing what they were laughing about, I, too, had a smile on my face. I got into the shower.

“Look what Di has got for me!” Shraddha exclaimed excitedly as soon as I came downstairs. She showed me the designer purse Anju gave her. Both of them had made themselves comfortable in the sofas and had started watching some serials.

I soon came to know that they both were fans of the serial and its hero and were sharing notes. I was very happy to watch them quite comfortable with each other. As it was Friday, I brought out the whiskey bottle and offered a glass to Shraddha, who gladly accepted it.

As Anju was a teetotaller, I made a mocktail for her. We started chatting. I soon realised that Anju and Shraddha were doing most of the talking while I was observing them both. For a moment, I wondered how it would be to have a threesome.

The thought made the blood rush in my groin, and I felt my cock grow. But the thought was just momentary. Anju had lost interest in sex many years back, and since then, we hardly slept together. But this had never caused any friction between us and we always cared for each other.
After a couple of drinks and loads of chatting, we had dinner, which Anju had prepared.

“Di, can I make dinner for all of us tomorrow?” Shraddha asked.

Initially, Anju politely refused. But Shraddha kept pleading like a younger sister, and eventually, Anju relented. After dinner, the ladies went back to the living room to watch the movie they had shortlisted for the evening. I got busy doing the dishes and cleaning the kitchen.

This was a normal practice, as abroad we have to do the household chores ourselves. The concept of a maid is almost non-existent, and the cleaning ladies (as they are called here) are quite expensive.

After I was done, I filled two glasses of red wine. I made green tea for Anju, who always had one before going to sleep. I handed over the green tea to Anju and the glass of wine to Shraddha. I made myself comfortable on a sofa, which was farther from the tele. I started browsing my WhatsApp messages.

As expected, Anju started nodding off halfway through the movie. She would doze off and wake up with a startle when the volume went up abruptly. We both watched her quietly but didn’t make any effort to coax her to go to bed. Eventually, she realised that it was time for her to go to bed.

Moreover, the next day, she had to go to work (something we were desperately looking forward to). She bade us Good Night and asked Shraddha to tell her the story the next day. Shraddha assured her of that. As soon as we heard her reach upstairs and close our bedroom door, I beckoned Shraddha near me.

She got up and tiptoed towards the stairs, to my amusement. I knew Anju would not wake up till morning. Upon convincing herself that the coast was clear, she came back more confidently towards me and sat astride on my lap. With my head buried in her soft chest, we hugged each other.

After a few moments, I raised my face while she lowered hers, and her tongue slithered between my lips. We kept sucking at each other’s lips at a very relaxed pace, and our tongues played quietly between themselves, going from one mouth to another.

My hand had gone up her top and was gently fondling her breasts. By brushing my palm against her nipples, I had managed to make them rock hard. Everything was going on at a very slow pace, and we were relishing each drop of our saliva.

By now, I had pushed her pyjama bottom down, and the round soft mounds of her ass sat comfortably in my palms. I was taking in the sensation of her soft flesh by gently massaging those globes. Eventually, my index finger slid back and forth between the crack and started massaging the anus.

As it ventured further towards her main opening, Shraddha whispered, “Sonu (the nickname she had given me) I want you!” And with that, she raised herself just enough for me to push my shorts down to my knees. As soon as my hard dick stood erect, she sat on it gently and lowered herself slowly.

As she did, she let out a muffled gasp. Once it was in as much as possible, she began riding it up and down. We were now oblivious to everything around us. While she rode my cock, I was trying desperately to cling to her bouncing tits and suck those nipples.

Eventually, when I was on the verge of cumming, I signalled her. She quickened her movement. The moment I pushed her ass upwards, she came off me just before my sperm shot out. Most of my cum got sprayed over her chest and tummy, and some fell over on my thighs.

She brought her chest and tummy closer to my mouth, and I licked her clean. She then did the same for me by licking all the sperm which had fallen over my thighs and groin. She also licked my cock clean. After we were done cleaning each other, I pulled her once again towards me to kiss her.

She held my face and, with a seductive smile, whispered, “After Di goes to work, you can have me as much as you want.”

“And in whatever way I want?” I asked, just like a child trying to bargain with its parents.

She just smiled, and our mouths met once again briefly as I pulled her pyjama over her bums. With this, our warm-up session was over. We quietly climbed the stairs, blew good night kisses and retired to our respective bedrooms.

The next two days were going to be filled with lust. I hope you will join us again while we take you through that journey in our next stories.

Friends, do you and your partner indulge in foreplay and postplay? If so, do write in the comments section or write to us at [email protected] as to what you do.

If we haven’t tried that already, we would love to give it a go. Shraddha and I are both great fans of these sessions. So much so that we both agree that the more you are able to delay the actual act of sex, the more satisfying it is. And post play session allows us to love each other in a far more relaxed manner.

Hello readers, pichle part mein aapne padha ki maine kaise Sonali ko charmsukh diya. Uske cabin mein uski chut ke rass ka paan kiya. Is part mein main aap logon ke liye aage ki kahani lekar aaya hu.

Jab uske senses dobara laut aaye, to wo table se uthi, aur mere paas aa kar mere hontho par ek kiss kiya, aur mere kaan mein kaha, “Mujhe itna maza zindagi mein kabhi nahi aaya Raghav”.

Wo abhi bhi nangi thi, aur main uske jism ke ek-ek part ko nihaar raha tha. Mujhe abhi bhi yakeen nahi ho raha tha ki meri fantasy is tarah se poori ho rahi thi. Fir Sonali meri chair ke aage ghutno par baith gayi, aur meri pant ki zip aur button khol kar mere lund ko baahar nikaal liya.

Mere lund ko dekh kar uski aankhen chaundhiya gayi. Wo boli, “Raghav ye to bahut bada hai”. Fir maine usse kaha, “Abhi to ye poora khada hi nahi hai. Thoda pyaar karo fir dekho”. Usne mere lund ko apni zuban se neeche se upar tak lick kiya. Mere muh se aah nikal gayi.

Mujhe anand mehsoos ho raha tha. Fir usne mere foreskin ko kheench kar mere supare ko lick karna chaalu kiya. Main saatve aasmaan par tha. Mujhe bahut zyada horny feeling aa rahi thi.

Aisa mann kar raha tha Sonali ko isi table par patak kar chod du. Main ye sab soch hi raha tha itne mein Sonali ne mera lund poora gale tak muh mein le liya, “Ohhhhh Sonali, tum to ek-dum lajawab ho. Mera lund itne ache se aaj tak kisi ne nahi choosa ohh ahh. I love it”. Usne zor-zor se mere lund ko choosna shuru kar diya. Maine use meri aankhon mein dekh kar lund choosne ko kaha.

Waah kya nazara tha. Main chair par baitha tha, aur meri teacher mere lund ko apne gale tak choos rahi thi, aur meri aankhon mein aankhen daal kar mujhe dikha rahi thi. Mujhe uski gaand bhi saaf dikh rahi thi. Main thoda aage hua aur uski gaand thodi aur upar karke uske chut mein ungli ragadne laga.

Uske muh se siskariyan nikalne lagi, par wo mera lund andar tak choos rahi thi. Isliye uske muh se zyada awaaz nahi nikal rahi thi. Par main apne lund par mehsoos kar paa raha tha, ki uski siskariyan nikal rahi thi, mere hatho ki uski chut par harkato ki wajah se.

Fir maine dekha ki uski chut bahut geeli ho rahi thi. To ek ungli dheere se uski chut mein daal di. Jaise hi maine uski chut mein ungli daali, usne zor se mere lund ko itna andar le liya ki mera lund uske gale mein poora utar gaya, aur mera paani ek-dum nikal gaya.

Uske paas mere paani ko gale mein utaarne ke alawa koi raasta nahi tha. Isliye usne mera saara paani peeliya, aur fir mera lund murjha kar uske muh se nikal gaya. Main nidhal ho kar kursi par hi pada raha, aur wo nangi hi meri god mein aake mere murjhaye hue lund par baith gayi.

Fir jab mujhme thodi energy aayi, to usne mujhe uth kar table par baithne ko kaha. Maine waisa hi kiya. Main apne pairon ko faila kar table par baith gaya. Wo uthi, aur mere upar aake baith gayi, jisse hum lock position mein aa gaye. Uski chut mere lund ke ek-dum upar aa gayi. Usne mujhe paaglon ki tarah kiss karna shuru kar diya.

Hum ek-doosre ki zuban se aise khel rahe the jaise isse tasty koi cheez kabhi nahi choosi ho. Fir mera lund dheere-dheere dobara ufaan par aane laga, aur uski chut ko neeche se dhakelne laga. Usne ye mehsoos kar liya, aur hamare gehre chumban ko tod ke meri taraf dekh kar ek naughty smile karte hue mujhe kaha, “Raghav ab main jannat ki sair karne ke liye taiyaar hu”.

Maine uski ye baat sun kar use dheere se upar uthaya, aur mera kadak lund apni position mein aa gaya. Usne peeche se mere lund ko pakad kar apni geeli chut ke opening par rakha, aur uspe baithne lagi. Uski chut bahut tight thi, isliye jaise hi mere lund ka supara uski chut mein gaya, usne kass ke mujhe gale laga liya, aur uske bade-bade boobs aur kadak nipple mere seene mein gadh gaye. Main dheere-dheere neeche se thoda-thoda lund andar daalne ki koshish karne laga.

Jab bhi main neeche se lund andar dhakelta, uske badan mein sirhan hoti, jo mujhe mere badan mein feel ho rahi thi. Kyubki wo mujhse chipki hui thi. Fir maine ek zordaar jhatka maara, aur mera poora lund uski chut mein utar gaya. Uske muh se itni zor se cheekh nikli, ki agar koi us block mein bhi hota to samajh jata cabin mein kya ho raha tha.

Use zor se dard hua aur usne mujh par apni pakad bilkul dheeli nahi ki. Balki usne meri peeth mein zor se apne naakhun gaad diye, jisse uske muh se dard ke maare zor se aawaaz na nikle. Main 5 minute aise hi baitha raha. Fir usne khud hi lund par upar-neeche hona shuru kar diya.

Main samajh gaya ki uske badan ki aag ab uske dard ko peeche chhodh chuki thi, aur wo meri ban ke jannat ki sair karne ke liye taiyaar thi. Maine dheere-dheere rhythm mein dhakke lagana shuru kiya. Dheere-dheere uske muh se kamuk awaaze zor pakadne lagi.

Main jab bhi apni position thodi badalta, mera lund uske andar kisi nayi jagah jaa kar lagta, aur uske muh se har baar ek alag siskari nikalti “Aahhhhh Raghav tum bahut andar ho”. Ahhhh main tumhe apne andar mehsoos kar rahi hu. Ohhh haa, ye jagah, yahi pe ohhhh”.

Maine ab apne dhakko ki speed badha di, aur wo bhi zor-zor se mere upar hil rahi thi. Fir maine use kaha position change karne ke liye. Wo mere upar se uth ke table se neeche utar ke dono hath table par rakh ke jhuk ke khadi ho gayi. Maine uske peeche aake uski gaand par hath ferte hue apna lund uski chut mein ek bar mein poora andar utaar diya. “Ssssss” usne siskari li.

Maine dheere-dheere use peeche se dhakke lagana shuru kiya. Is baar uski awaaze aur bhi zyada kaamuk thi. “Ohhh aaahhhh is position mein to tum bahut andar tak jaa rahe ho aaaahhhhh. Main to marr gayi aaj ahh. Mujhe samajh nahi aa raha hai ki ye sach hai aahh ya sapna ohhhh isssssss”.

Uski kaamuk awaaze sun kar mera josh aur badh gaya, aur maine apni speed badha di. Uski cheekhne ki awaaz bahut tez ho gayi thi. Ab wo shayad ye bhool gayi thi ki hum college mein uske cabin mein chudai kar rahe the. Usne besharam ho kar zor-zor se kamuk awaaze nikalni shuru kar di.

Uski awaaze sun kar maine apne dhakke tez kar diye. Fir usne mujhse kaha ki uske badan mein kuch ajeeb ho raha tha. Main samajh gaya ki uski chut apna paani chhodhne wali thi. Maine bhi apne dhakko ki speed aur badha di, taaki hum dono ko sath mein charamsukh mile. Jaise hi uske badan mein akdan mehsoos ki, maine bhi zordaar jhatka laga ke apna paani uski chut ki gehrayi mein chhodh diya.

Usne zor se kaamuk awaaz nikal kar apna paani mere lund par chhodh diya, aur hum dono charamsukh ki nadi mein gote lagane lage. Wo table par nidhal ho gayi, aur main uske upar. Hum 5 minute tak aise hi table par pade rahe. Fir main uske upar se uth kar chair par baith gaya.

Hum dono bahut thak chuke the, aur chutti ka time bhi ho raha tha. Isliye hamne sab saaf karke kapde pehan liye. Jab hum cabin se baahar nikle, to usne mere kaan mein kaha, “Ab mujhe jab bhi jannat ki sair karni hogi, main tumhe yaad kar loongi”. Aur ye keh kar usne mujhe aankh maari. Maine use kaha, “Ji ma’am”. Fir hum dono bus mein baith kar apne-apne ghar aa gaye.

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Ye kahani meri office colleague Pooja ki hai. Pooja ki birthday party chalu thi. Aur sab nashe mein chur hokar DJ ki dhun par nach rahe the.

Ek baat toh tay thi aaj sabko Pooja ke nangi chudai dekhne ko milne wali thi. Pooja mike lekar stage par chup chap khadi thi.

Main – Pooja kuch toh bolo. Kya surprise hai?

Ye sun sab ‘Pooja Pooja’ kar cheer karne lagte hai.

Pooja – Haan surprise toh hai. Aur woh bhi aisa ki tum sabke hosh udne wali hai.

Pooja thodi der chup rehti hai. Aur sabka excitement badhta ja raha tha.

Pooja – Tum logo ne jo bhi baate mere baare mein suni hai na woh sab sach hai. Ye baaten jinhone yahan hostel main pehlaya hai woh bhi yahin hai. Woh log mujhe blackmail karna chahte hai. Woh log mujhe apne rooom mein sex party ke liye bula rahe hai.

Aur aisa kehkar woh un 5-6 ke pass jaati hai. Aur unse apni CD le leti hai.

Pooja – Unhone meri ek video bhi banayi hai. Jo is CD mein hai. Ye log abhi ye video yahan dikhanne wale hai. Kyunki maine inhe mana kar diya tha. Maine jo kiya apni marzi se kiya. Main inke age haar nahi manne wali.

Pooja – Main aur iss daar mein nahi jee sakti ki koi meri ye video dekh lega. Iss liye aaj iss party mein sabko apna sab kuch dikhana chahti hun. Tum sab log mujhe nangi dekhna chahte ho na. Toh main aaj sabko invite karti hun.

Pooja – Aajao sab issi stage par. Meri ye gown dekh rahe ho na? Isse phad dalo sab milkar. Mujhe iss gown se azad kardo. Aur mere iss daar se bhi mujhe azad karo.

Main – Ye kya keh rahi ho, Pooja? Hosh mein toh ho?

Pooja – Haan Rajeev sir. Yehi mera surprise gift hai sabke liye. Ap bhi toh yehi chahte ho na. Toh lo apki bhi khwaish puri hone wali hai.

Mere samne woh saari dawayi kha leti hai. Aur aisa kehkar meri aur woh dawayi ki khali sisi phekti hai. Sab chup chap wahan khade the. Kisi ko Pooja ki baaton par yakin nahi ho raha tha.

Pooja – Ab kiska intezar hai sabko. Aoo na mujhe is gown se azzad kardo na. Aaj jiska jo maan hai woh mere saath kar sakta hai. Main kisko nahi rokungi. Aaj mera birthday hai sab milkar mujhe ye gift nahi doge kya?

Aur aisa kehkar woh hamari gym mein chudai ki CD laga deti hai. Pooja ki ye baaten sun sab dang reh jaate hai. Main Pooja ko rokne ki kosis karta hun aur projector band kar deta hun.

Main kisi tarah usse wahan se haatana chahta tha kyunki ek toh daru ka nasha aur upar se un dawayion ka asar. Pooja ko hosh nahi tha ki woh kya karne wali hai Main Pooja ko zabardasti stage se niche lanne lagta hun.

Main jaise hi Pooja ko stage se niche lekar atta hun. Woh gusse ne mujhe ek thapad marti hai. Aur wapas stage par aa jaati hai.

Pooja – Meri marzi main jo karon. App kaun hotte ho mujhe rokne wale?

Pooja ki ye baat sun mujhe bahut gussa atta hai.

Main – Thik kaha Pooja. Jo karna hai karo. Age jo hoga tum khud jimedar hogi.

Aur aisa kehkar main wahan se jaane lagta hun. Toh sab mujhe rok lete hai. Ab toh un 5-6 logon ki himaat aur bhadh jaati hai. Ab toh Pooja ne usse nanga karne ka khula invitation de diya tha. Woh 5-6 log usse gher lete hai.

Aur Pooja apne haath uthakar apni ankhen band kar stage pe khadhi thi. Daru ke nashe mein aise bhi sabko kahan hosh tha. Pooja ki in baaton se aag mein ghee ka kaam kiya tha. Main sabko ek ek champagne ki bottle deta hun.

Fir kya tha sab champagne khol Pooja par udane lagte hai. Pooja ka woh gown pura bheeg chuka tha. Piche Pooja ki gym ki chudai ki video chal rahi thi. Jaise hi video mein Pooja ki sports bra main nikalta hun, dono taraf se uski sexy gown ke pacho log pakde hai.

Pooja ke badan se phad kar uske gown ke tukde tukde kar deta hai. Pooja ne ander kuch nahi pehna tha. Piche projector mein jaise Pooja nangi khadi thi. Aur yahan Pooja live hostel mein sabke samne nangi khadi thi. Aur ham sab milkar usse champagne se nehla rahe the. Kya nazara tha woh!

Pooja – Haan! Yehi chahti hun main. Dekho na sab meri badan par kuch nahi hai.

Pooja stage par nangi khadi sabko bula rahi thi. Ab toh ye birthday party nahi sex party hi baane wala tha. Hum sab uske nange badan par charo taraf se champagne uda rahe the. Aur woh madmast hokar stage par nach rahi thi.

Dawayi ka assar bi aab Pooja par hone laga tha.

Ye dekh sab khushi se jhoom uthe. Aur sab Pooja ke liye cheers karte hai. Fir kya Pooja ke nange jism ko chunne ke liye sab mein race lag jaati hai. Wahan par jo 3-4 ladkiyan thi woh toh Pooja ko aise nangi dekh sharm se paani paani hone lagti hai.

Par woh log wahan se jaati nahi hai. Woh log bhi nashe mein dhuth Pooja ki iss party ka maza utha rahe the. Kuch 50-60 log the wahan party mein the. Pooja unke beech nangi hokar nach rahi thi.

Fir uske jism par toot pade. Koi uski mast gand ko chutta toh koi Pooja ki chuchiyon ko dabata. Toh koi usse kiss karta. Koi uski choot ko sehlara tha. Toh koi usse piche se pakad ka apni goad mein uth raha tha.

Ye dekh baki ladkiyan ki bhi halat kharab ho rahi thi. Woh bhi apni choot ko shlate hue Pooja ko is halat mein dekh mazze le rahe the. Saare log ab stage par aa chukke the. Kuch log to Pooja par daru dalne lage.

Ek ki dekha dekhi bahut se log Pooja ko daru se nehlane lage. Kya nazara tha woh! Ek Pooja ke badan par daru dalta aur baki uske badan se daru ko pitte ja rahe the. Koi uski chuchiyon par se toh koi uski choot par se daru pi raha tha.

Mujhe toh resort mein Pooja ki chudai yaad aa gayi. Hamne bhi usse issi tarah daru se nehlakar resort mein choda tha. Sab Pooja ke badan se baari baari se daru pinne lage the. Pooja sabke saar ko pakad kar apni choot chatwa rahi thi.

Baki 3-4 ladkiyan uski video banna rahi thi. Ek ne toh instagram pe hi galti se Pooja ki video live streaming kardi kuch 5-minute ke liye. Maine jaise hi ye dekha toh kisi tarah usse band kiya.

Ab toh na jaane kiss kiss ko pata chal chuka tha ki Pooja hostel mein nangi party kar rahi thi. Pooja ab ek ki shirt phad deti hai jo uski choot ko chaat raha hota hai. Aur jaise hi woh uthta hai. Woh uski pant bhi nikalne lagti hai.

Woh usse rokne ki kosish karta hai. Par Pooja kahan manne wali thi. Ye dekh baki sab bhi ek dusre ko nanga karne mein lag jaate hai. Pehle toh sab bhagne lagte hai. Par jaise hi ek do log nange hokar Pooja ke saath dance karte hue dikhte hai, toh woh log bhi apne kapade utar phekte hai.

Ab toh parking main sab nange hokar hi Pooja ke saath nach rahe the. Un 4 ladkiyan ke alawa kisike badan par kapda nahi tha. Fir kya Pooja ko bench par sab milkar leta dete hai.

Pooja – Ab daar kyun kar rahe sab mikar meri iss choot ki pyas bhujha do ab. Dekho na kaise tadap rahi hai.

Main – Abhi itni kya jaldi hai. Abhi toh cake khayenge pehle fir tumhe khayenge sab.

Fir kya Pooja ke badan par main cake laga deta hun. Sab uske badan se cake khanne laggte hai. Pooja ki tadap dekhne layak thi. Sab uske badan se cake chaat chaat kar kha rahe the.

Ab bass ek usse apne goad mein utha leta hai. Uska lund ek jhatke mein Pooja ki choot mein tha. Sab usse gheer kar khade ho jaate hai. Aur woh Pooja ko sabke samne goad mein apne lund par kuda kuda kar chodne lagta hai.

Sab tali bajja kar uska hosla bhadate hai. Pooja toh jor jor se siskiyan leti hui uske lund par khud rahi thi. Asi chudai toh sayad hi kiski hui hoge. Pooja apne hi hostel mein nangi hokar parking mein itne logon ke samne chudwa rahi thi.

Bahut se log uski chudai ki recording kar rahe the. Udhar projector par bhi uski gym mein chudai ki video chal rahi thi.

Kuch der tak aise hi baari baari se Pooja ko ek ek kaar sab chodte hai. Koi usse car ki bonnet par letakar chodta hai. Toh koi usse stage par le jakar. Jisko jaise maan kar raha tha woh Pooja ko waise hi chod raha tha.

Pooja bhi khushi khushi sabko apni choot de rahi thi. Dawayi ka asaar uske badan par saaf dekh sakte the. Uski choot mein toh aag lagi thi. Uski ye chudai dekh baki 4 ladiyon ka bhi maan Pooja ki tarah chudwane ka karne lagta hai.

Ab tak un charo par kisiki nazar nahi padi thi. Woh ek konne mein chup kar Pooja ki ye madmast chudai ka nazara dekh rahe the. Aur uski video record kar rahe the. Woh log ab Pooja ko waise hi hostel mein ghumane lagte hai.

Kya din tha maine toh sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki Pooja log log kabhi aise nangi hokar hostel mein ghumayenge. Jaise hi log Pooja ko wapas parking mein laate hai. Unki nazar baki 4 ladiyon par padti hai. Aur sab unhe bhi gher lete hai.

Pooja – Au na Neha, Shreya, Pallavi sab aa jao na sab tumlog bhi iss gangbang mein samil ho jayo na. Dekho na mujhe kaise sab milkar kha rahe hai. Tumlogon ka maan nahi kar rah hai kya. Apne ye kapde utar pheko na aisa mauka dobara nahi milega.

Pallavi – Mujhe sharam aati hai.

Pooja – Meri halat dekh rahe ho na yahan kiske badan par kapde hai. Aoo na sab aaj raat is sharam ka kya kaam. Aur aisa kehkar woh Pallavi ka dupata kichne lagti hai.

Pallavi bilkul bhi virod nahi karti un sabka maan bhi aaj apni choot ki tadap mitalne ko kar raha tha. Itne saare ladko ko aise nange dekh unki halat kharab ho rahi thi. Upar daru ka nasha unhe aur madhosh kar raha tha.

Fir kya tha charon chair se uthte hai aur ladko ke bech aa jaate hai. Ladkon ko toh ab koi sharam nahi thi. Pooja ki aise chudai ke baad bhi sab bhuke laar tapkate ladkiyon ke badan ko ghoor rahe the.

Kuch ne toh apne kuch doston ko bhi bula liya tha. Main dekhta hun. Kuch 8-10 bike hostel mein aur aa jaati hai. 20-25 aur log ab party mein aa chukke the. Parking hostel ke thoda ander tha.

Toh bahar road se toh kuch dhikhai nahi de raha tha. Main unhe daru aur bear deta hun. Kuch log idhar Pooja ki chudai karne lagte hai aur baki un ladkiyon ke pass ajate hai.

Main Pooja ko unlogon ke hawale kar idhar baki ladkiyan ke pass aa jata hun. Shreya ab Pallavi ke pass atti hai aur piche se uski top ek taraf se pakad kar phad deti hai. Pallavi ki purple bra uski nangi peth ab dhikne lagti hai.

Fir kya Pallavi ki baari thi. Woh Shreya ki gown ko niche se pakadti hai aur aise kichtih hai ki gown path kar uske badan se puri alag ho jaati hai. Pallavi ne itne jor se uski gown kicha ki uski bra bhi saath mein hi khul gayi.

Shreya ki bra jaise hi ek tarah se khuli. Usne apne haathon se apni bara pakad li. Pallavi ki top bhi ab puri khul chuki thi. Ab kya tha ye dekh Neha aur Ragini se bhi raha nahi gaya. Aur baki ladke bhi ab charo ladkiyon par toot pade.

Sab ne milkar Shreya, Pallavi, Neha aur Ragini sabke badan se ek ek kapda phad dala. Kya nazara tha woh. 4 ladiyon itne sare ladkon ke bhich puri tarah nangi hokar khadi thi.

Udhar Pooja table par akeli padi machalti hui apni choot ko shehla rahi thi. Maine ye dekha hi nahi ki sab uski chudai chod baki ladkiyon ke kapde utarne mein lagg gaye the.

Hostel mein aaj toh ladko ki lotterry lagi thi. Jin ladkiyon ki ek jhalak panne ko taraste the. Woh sab ladkiyan aaj nangi unke samne khaddi unse hi chudane ke liye tadap rahi thi.

Pallavi – Ab kiska intezar hai dekho na 4 jawan choot ap sabka intezar kar rahi hai. Aao na hame aur na tadapao.

Bass Pallavi ke ye bolna chalu hi kiya tha ki sab usse goad mein uttha stage par le jaate hai. Sab Pallavi ki aise chudai karte hai ki baas uske chikne ki awaz atti hai.

Shreya, Neha aur Ragini bhi nacch kar sabko gale lagane lagte hai. Fir kya sab baari baari 5 ladiyon ki chudai karne laggte hai. Aisi samuhik chudai maine kabhi porn site par bhi nahi dekhi thi.

Hostel ki parking main chaaro taraf bass sabki siskiyon ki aur choot se lund takrane ki aaawz aa rahi thi. Kabhi Shreya ki chillane ki awaz aati toh kabhi Pallavi ki.

Kuch der sab aise hi bari bari kabhi Shreya ki toh kabhi Pallavi ki. Toh kabhi Pooja ki chudai karte hai. Sabne ek hi din mein in 5 ladkiyon ki choot ka swad chaakh liya tha.

Wahan sayad hi koi hoga jisne phancho ko choda nahi hoga. Itni chudai ke baad sab thak jaate hai. Abhi raat ke kuch 3 baaz raha tha. Sab ab aur daru pinne lagte hai. Phacho ladiyan aisi hi nangi koi stage par toh koi parking ki zameen par. Toh koi cake ki becnh par aise hi nangi leti hui thi.

Jab jiska maan karta woh jisse chahe chod aata. Aise hi karte hue 4 baaj jaata hai.

Itni chudai ke baad baki charon toh wahin aise nangi hokar so jaate hai paar Pooja par toh dawayi ka asaar tha woh kahan itni chudai se shaant hone wali thi. Sab ladke thak chukke the.

Pooja – Aao na sab kahan gaye? Meri choot ab bhi pyasi hai iski pyas bujha do na please.

Pooja sabke pass jaati aur kabhi kisika lund hilati toh kabhi kiske goad mein bethjati. Itni chudai ke baad ab kisi mein himat nahi bachi thi. Pooja ab un logon ke pass bhi jaati hai jo usse sex party ke liye blackmail kar rahe the. Woh log bhi usse manna kar dete hai. Unme se ek kehta hai.

Ravi – Saali tu itni badi randi hai ye nahi paata tha. Ja itni chudai ka shok hai toh road par jakar kisi se apni chudai ki bheek mang.

Pooja ye baaten soon ulta khush ho jaati hai. Aur bhaag kar road par jaane lagti hai. Yeh dekh sab daar jaate hai aur kuch log uske piche piche road par aa jaate hai.

Pooja – Hai koi. Dheko na meri ye pyasi choot kitni tadap rahi hai.

Aur aisa kehkar jor jor se road par chilate hue daudne lagti hai. Hum sab hi aise hi nange hokar uske piche daudte hai. Aur usse pakad kar kissi tarah hostel ki gate tak latee hai.

Pooja – Rajeev sir, sabko kaho na aise sab milkar mujhe yahin road par choden. Mera bahut maan hai ki aise koi road par meri chudai kare.

Fir kya tha. Sab Pooja ki baat maan jaate hai. Ab toh Pooja khuleam road par 8-10 ladkon se apni gangbang karwa rahi thi. Main toh sabkuch record kar raha tha.

Pooja aise road par chuda hi rahi thi ki kuch gadiyan anne lagti hai. Hum sab dar kar ander aa jaate hai. Par Pooja wahin road par nangi padi thi. Hum sab usse under bulate hai par woh nahi maanti.

Ulta woh khadi hoti hai aur tabhi achnak ek car uske pass akar rookti hai. Driver car se bahar akar Pooja ko aise nange dekh sakpaka jaata hai. Woh jaise hi Pooja ko chhutta hai, Pooja tadap uthti hai aur us admi ka lund pakad leti hai.

Ab woh uski bhi shirt utar deti hai. Bhala woh bhi kaab tak khud ko rok pataa. Woh bhi ab Pooja ki chuchiyon ko daba dabakar chusne laga hai. Pooja ek anjan admi se usi ke car ke bonnet par chadkar khuleam road par chuda rahi thi.

Pooja ek se aise chud hi rahi thi ki wahan 2-3 car aur bike aur aa jaati hai. Pooja ek ke baad ek sabi car rok kaar apni choot dhika kar unhe chudai ke liye bulati hai. Kuch toh usse randi samaj dar kar wahan se bhag jaate hai.

Par kuch mauke ke fayad utha wahin road par hi Pooja ki madmast chudai karte hai. Hum usse bula hi rahe the ki tabhi wahan police ki petrol van aa jaati hai. Ab toh Pooja buri phasne wali thi.

Police walon ne usse aise nange hokar road par chudwate dekh liya. Wahan 3 police wale the. Pooja ki aisi harkat dekh woh teeno dang the. Woh log kafi naye lag rahe the. Lagta tha ki naye hi bharti hue hai.

Police – Are yaar issne toh apni saari sharam bech khayi hai. Ab toh janana police bulalo koi.

Pooja – Uski kya jarurat hai? Aap log ho na. Aao na sir. Meri ye choot toh dekho.

Pooja ko koi hosh nahi tha. Usse toh bass chudai chahiye thi. Pure hostel milkar Pooja ko chod chukka tha. Par usse abhi aur chudai chahiye thi. Woh log usse park mein le jakar chodte hai.

Thodi der tak uski aisi chudai karne ke baad woh wapas Pooja ko hostel le atte hai. Aur utar kar jaise janne lagte hai. Pooja unki jeep ke samne aa jaati hai. Woh ab police station janne ki jeed karne lagti hai.

Police ab usse kisi tarah samjha bhujakar hostel ke andar le aati hai. Wahan hum sab Pooja ko aise dekhte hai. Woh parking tak bhi aaa jaate hai aur wahan Pooja ki phaati hui gown aur baki kapde dekh samaj jaati hai ki yahan kya hua tha.

Woh hamen samjhati hai aur Pooja ko ander le jaane ko kehti hai. Par Pooja kahan manne wali thi. Woh zid kar thanne le janne ko kehti hai. Police wale haar maan lete hai. Woh mujhe bhi saath anne ko kehte hai.

Main jaise hi jeep mein baitha, Pooja akar waise hi nangi mere upar beth gayi aur apne haath le apni chuchiyon par rakh deti hai. Main police ke samne hi uski chuchiyon ko daba raha tha. Woh aise hi Pooja ko station le atta hai.

Main Pooja ko waise hi goad mein uthakar ander le jaata hun. Wahan par saare senior police wale the. Woh Pooja ko aise nange dekh dang reh jaate hai. Ab kya tha woh log mujhe Pooja ko aise hi chod kar ghar jaane ko kehte hai.

Par main wahan rukne ki binti karta hun. Toh woh maan jaate hai. Par mujhe kuch bhi record karne se manna karte hai. Main waise toh haan bolta hun par chup chup kar Pooja ki chudai ki video banane lagta hun.

Pooja ko sab police wale mil ab police station par hi chod rahe the. Wahan bahut se kaidi bhi the. Police wale unke samne hi Pooja ki jaam kar chudai karte hai. Pooja bhi sabko apni choot chaatwati hai.

Police wale uski chudai kar thak jaate hai. Par Pooja itni jaldi kahan thakne wali thi. Ab woh police walon se kaidiyon ko azzad karne ko bolti hai taaki woh bhi unki chudai karen. Main bhi Pooja ka saath deta hun.

Mujhe toh apni thapad ka badla lena tha. Wahan kuch 100 kaidi the. Main andar jakar kaidiyon se baat karta hun. Aur Pooja unke samne aise nangi ho nachne lagti hai. Pooja ka aisa nanga nach dekh sab kaidi pagal ho rahe the uski chudai karne ko.

Par main pehle Pooja ki rate fix karta hun. Sab kaidiyon toh Pooja ko chodne ko 500 ruppee kar de rahe the. Par main unhe Pooja ki rate 2 rupees hi dene ko kehta hun. Main bahar Pooja ke pass aata hun.

Aur usse kehte hun, “Woh log toh bass 2-rupee mein tumhe chodna chahate hai.”

Pooja – 2 ruppee kyun? Main toh free main sabko apni choot chaatwana chahti hun. Rajeev sir sabko bolo na meri iss choot ki tadap ko milkar mitta den.

Woh aisa bolte hue samne pade table par let kar apni pair pehlakar sabko apni choot choodne ko invite karti hai. Pooja toh ek din mein hi randiyon ki tarah sabko bula rahi thi. Dawayi khakar aisa haal hoga Pooja ka ye toh maine socha hi nahi tha.

Fir kya ek ek kaar saare kaidi Pooja ke jism ko chaat khate hai. Sab milkar Pooja ki chudai kar rahe the. Aur Pooja ki jism se khel rahe the. Pooja ki ye chudai subah tak chalti hai.

Pooja shaam se lagbhag 200 logon se chud chukki thi. Uski choot bhi ab bahar aa gayi thi. Par abtak uski chudai ki bhook shant nahi hui thi. Police ab usse le jaane ko kehti hai. Aur kaidiyon wale kapde deti hai.

Pooja bhi ab thakne lagi thi woh waise hi nangi sojati hai police station mein. Police wale ab usse waise hi nangi hostel tak chodne atte hai. Main usse goad mein utha room mein le jaata hun. Woh subah se shaam tak sotti hai.

Main bhi uske pass hi so gaya tha. Jab woh uthti hai toh kehti hai.

Pooja – Ye mera badan itna dark kyun kar raha hai Rajeev? Aur meri choot mein bhi bahut dard hai. Mujhse toh chala bhi nahi ja raha hai.

Main – Jara kapde pehen bahar jakar dekho toh.

Jiase hi woh bahar parking mein dekhti hai toh usse kuch kuch yaad atta hai. Jaab main kaal raat ki uski parking mein chudai ki video dikhata hun to woh rone lagti hai.

Pooja – Yeh maine kya kiya Rajeev sir. Na janne kitne logon ne meri izzat se khela hai kaal. Mujhe toh yaad bhi nahi.

Main – Haan Pooja maine toh kitna rooka par tum hi nahi manni. Tumhe toh chudai ka bhoot savar tha. 200 se bhi jyada logon se chud kar bhi tumhari bhook shant nahi ho rahi thi.

Pooja – Nahi Rajeev sir ye main kya se kya ban gayi. Mujhe toh ab sab log randi kehkar bulayenge.

Main – Haan Pooja tumne kaam hi aisa kiya hai ab sochne se kya labb. Accha toh ye hoga ki tum ye sheher chodkar chali jao.

Woh waisa hi karti hai. Par mera badla abhi kaha pura hua tha. Main uski video porn site par daal deta hun. Pooja ab ek pornstar ban chukki thi.

Pooja ki ye samuhik chudai ki kahani apko kaisi laggi comment mein jarur batayen.

“It’s definitely the most entertaining thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I will always vividly remember this!” smiled Prits.

“Yes! And the level of satisfaction I feel from this is enormous! The justice and the karma play are huge! I will be watching this video, along with millions of others, on a regular basis!” declared a smiling Devika.

Prits and Devika were the masterminds of a pay-back scheme that worked perfectly against James Kinney. James is the ex-boyfriend of Prits and Devika. He cheated on both of them and lied to both of them.

Both of the dominant vixens determined that his cheating and lying deserved some special humiliation. They created the pay-back plot and carried it out with precision. It was possibly the greatest moment in Girl Power’s history.

James was tricked into meeting with Prits and when he showed up, she was able to capture him with the assistance of a few guy friends of hers. They stripped James down to his underwear.

As fate would have it, that day, James had chosen to wear an effeminate floral print thong panty. So James and his little girly panties were on display. James was tied up and bent over a spanking bench.

Then Prits, in dominant fashion, took a large wooden sorority paddle in her hands and swung it with power and authority. James’ sweet little butt cheeks were pounded until they glowed with warmth.

Prits and Devika set up a camera to record the whole thing. The spanking of cheater James was being live-streamed to a website. Hundreds of thousands of people in India watched him get his just dessert. They also took many pictures with their phones.

Pathetic James whimpered and whined as his butt cheeks were lit on fire by a Girl Power paddle. Prits and Devika not only spanked James. But they also teased him about his tiny floral print thong panties that were pooched into the air.

They started calling him ‘panty-boy James’ as they giggled and spanked him. The girls had brought 34 Indian guys with them to help them accomplish their revenge plot. Panty-boy James whined and hooted because his butt was so very sore. He would never forget this proper panty pounding.

The people watching the spanking online sent in comments:

“Spank him hard!”

“I love to see justice done!”

“This is epic!”

“HILARIOUS! SIMPLY HILARIOUS!”

James whimpered and stammered about how embarrassed he was. Both Prits and Devika laughed at his embarrassment. It felt so gratifying and so empowering to put panty-boy James in his place.

After 30 minutes of butt-spanking comeuppance, the girls switched to a new phase in the revenge plot. The 34 Indian guys then took an active role. While a couple of the guys continued spanking pathetic panty-boy James, the other guys lined up in front of James.

Prits and Devika got to sit and watch justice unfold before their eyes. Each Indian guy in line pulled out his cock and made James suck it. Those cocks rocked back and forth in James’ mouth.

James’ face blushed with total embarrassment, and his eyes watered hard. Those Indian cocks slammed his tonsils and plunged deep into his throat. It was such a brutal face-fucking that James’ pathetic brain sizzled with humiliation.

Each Indian guy that stuffed his cock into James’ slutty mouth also emptied his cum down James’ throat. He guzzled mouthful after mouthful of Indian cum until he was dizzy and stunned with cumdrunk embarrassment.

Prits and Devika laughed so hard that they had to catch their breath. They had James on video gobbling 34 Indian cocks and guzzling every drop of cum. It was the evidence that they needed to keep James obedient to them. The video was also a source of non-stop embarrassment for James.

James was stunned and staggered with profound humiliation. He could not formulate clear thoughts in his mind. He watched Prits and Devika give each other high fives and then march triumphantly out of the room arm in arm. Their laughter echoed in the room.

A small whimper of complete defeat escaped James’ trembling cum-drenched lips. It was a whimper of surrender and resignation. Girl Power had defeated James and put him in his rightful place of humble embarrassment.

James sat on the floor, wearing only his tiny thong panties. He suddenly began to bounce up and down on his butt. His butt cheeks firmly slapped the hard floor over and over and over.

He bounced and clenched his teeth as he grunted in embarrassment. After 15 minutes of butt-bouncing, James stopped and panted to catch his breath. His butt cheeks throbbed with aching.

Prits and Devika had watched James’ butt bounce from a remote location on their phones. They laughed so hard that they were not able to stand up. They whooped and laughed for several minutes. This recording was on a website and could be viewed repeatedly by the entire world.

James Kinney was the laughingstock of the world. His life was completely changed. No girl would ever date him. Everyone called him panty-boy. He accepted that role and sucked several Indian cocks every day. He also bounced on his butt daily. Prits and Devika smirked with satisfaction.

“I am famous! Everywhere I go, girls comment about my Girl Power victory over James. They congratulate me on my grand success and giggle about it with me!” smiled Prits.

“I periodically go to the website to see James slobber and slurp on those cocks and watch him bounce on his butt in embarrassed defeat! It brings a smile to my face!” giggled Devika.

When James was asked about the revenge, he could only blush and roll his eyes and murmur, “I am so very, very embarrassed! They win!”

Aw, such a blushing panty-boy!