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A warm welcome to all ISS readers. This is Kumar from Bangalore writing once again. Many readers have given me positive feedback and it encourages writers like me to come up with more stories while incorporating the suggestions to improve the storytelling.

The story I am sharing today involves a hot Bengali milf whom I met on a dating site. Her name was Mrs. Saha (first name cannot be revealed). Even though she was married, she was not getting attention from her husband.

She was a lovely, charming, and voluptuous woman. She had a son and a teenage daughter. She began talking to me about her personal problems, and that was when we got good, and more importantly, became close friends. Her spouse used to argue with her and was arrogant. She used to complain to me about not being laid for almost a whole year. She lost her kids’ attention as they would not listen to her and she made a wonderful friend in me.

I told the Bengali milf that I had befriended her because I thought she was kind, but that my intentions were not right. She said that she could understand young boys’ feelings for married women, indicating that she understood it. We soon began having sex conversations, during which she would tell me everything she missed having in bed.

I was eager to see this Bengali woman, but for some reason, I was unable to do so since she was very hesitant. Mrs. Saha was terrified since her husband was a vindictive man and would not be happy if she went out with a stranger like me. I persuaded her in some way. We chose to get together at a coffee shop.

The Bengali milf arrived at the coffee shop in the evening. She was dressed nicely, with a long black skirt and a white top. Her fair skin belied her maturity, as I could see from her large, lovely melons and her age of forty-one. Yes, she was your average MILF, and I wanted to fuck her somehow.

As she approached me, I could feel how busty and weighty her butts were. We struck up a conversation when I gave her a bouquet. She soon felt at ease with me.

I informed her that I just had a few hours, so if it was feasible, we should head to her house. After giving it some thought, she answered, “Okay, Kumar. I will have to sneak you in through the other door though, because my kids are home.”

After I gave my OK, and we arrived at her house. She entered first, then slipped me into her bedroom via the back door. Upon entering, I noticed that she had secured her door and that her children were viewing a movie in the hallway via her window.

Mrs. Saha: Kumar, please keep quiet. It will bother my kids to have a stranger in the house.

Kumar: Mrs. Saha, don’t worry.

Mrs. Saha: In the evening, my spouse will be at home. I wouldn’t have snuck you otherwise.

Kumar: I get it. How such an imbecile can act rudely toward you is beyond me. How lovely you are.

Mrs. Saha: I appreciate your understanding.

I pulled her in and gave her a strong hug. Her head was resting on my shoulder as well. I was really attracted to the desi milf’s bums and breasts caressing my chest. I took a step back and gave her a quick kiss on the shoulder. She thought it was good. I then found the bravery to give her a kiss on the lips. We exchanged passionate lips-kissing. I was horny, but she was emotional.

She fought against me lifting her top, saying, “Kumar, there are kids in the house!”

“Just once, please, Mrs. Saha,” I asked her, pulling a petulant look.

She finally gave me permission to take it off. She had on a 36 DD blue color bra. She gave me a little moan when I took her cups. I reached inside her skirt and then into her soggy underwear. I began to finger my Bengali milf’s pussy. She became quite lustful and was having a great time.

Then I unbuttoned my pants and exposed my cock. I twisted her around so that she would suck my cock. She threw herself at me, took hold of my cock, and began sucking it. I was having a great time getting her to massage my balls.

She was clearly having fun with my balls. After a few minutes of her sucking me, I sat up and we resumed our kissing. She muttered, “Kumar, do it fast! Someone could show up” as I removed her skirt and began to finger her milf pussy after we had briefly cuddled and kissed her neck.

Using the window as support, she took the doggie position and remarked, “Kumar, I will keep an eye on the outside.” Her skirt was swiftly lowered, and I immediately tugged her panty down to her knees. I teased her, stroking her pussy with my cock. “Kumar, please do it fast,” she pleaded.

I gave my cock a full shove and proceeded to fuck the hot Bengali milf in a doggy position. “Ohhh Kumar…” she moaned with pleasure. “Kumar, I love you. It is good to have this pleasure after so many months.”

Before I leaked for the first time, I spent a few minutes fucking the lustful married Bengali woman in this posture. She lowered her skirt and pulled up her panty. “Kumar, go lie down on the bed,” she said. “I will be back in a moment.”

I waited for her by lying down on the bed naked even though I had no idea where she was heading. After a minute, she returned and stated she had gone to see how her children were doing. She hurriedly took off her panty and top skirt after locking the door once again. Mrs. Saha came to the bed now.

“My husband won’t be back for another hour,” she said with a naughty smile.

I realized she wasn’t finished yet. We entered position 69. I was eating her milf pussy when she started sucking my cock. Her pussy was on my face, but soon she stopped sucking my cock. My face was becoming more and more pulled into her pussy by her.

The Bengali milf suddenly sprayed my face with her love fluids! She offered me some lubricant, which I put on my cock. I reached inside her tight ass for anal intercourse, fingered her butthole, and stretched her ass hard in a missionary manner. She was dying to shout with delight, but she was unable to do that.

Her butthole was tight, and my cock hurt too. As soon as we were both at ease, I gave her a brief missionary fuck. Then, as I continued to play with her enormous boobs, she flipped over onto me and began riding me. I felt all of my saliva on her boobs and nipples as I sucked them until the very finish. She experienced her climax first.

Then, in the standing cowgirl, I raised her in my arms and got back into her pussy. This time, I gave the married milf such a strong fuck that she started crying happily. I showered her pussy with a lot of juices. She wiped my cock and her pussy swiftly. We shared a few minutes of kissing and cuddling.

Then I dressed up, and she also dressed up. As we said our final goodbyes, she assured me that we can meet again.

That’s all for today and hope everyone enjoyed reading the story of my date with a hot Bengali married woman.

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Hello everyone, mera naam Ved hai. I am 24 years old, aur mera sex experience ab meri age se bahut zyada ho gaya hai. Mujhe auraton ko charamsukh dene mein bahut maza aane laga hai. Padhiye kaise Mumbai mein ek pados ki bhabhi ko scooty sikhate hue bhabhi ne mujhe seduce kiya, aur fir maine bhabhi ko over the time plan bana ke hardcore banging session diya.

Mere ghar se 4th bungalow mein ek aged couple rehta hai. Us ghar mein unka ek beta (35), bahu (31), aur unki 2 betiyan (25, 28) rehte hai. Hamara unke ghar se acha taal-mel hai. Aana-jana bana rehta hai

Is beech ek din uncle ne kaha: Beta teri bhabhi ko scooty sikhani hai. Tum sikha do.

Bhabhi mujhse badi thi age mein, to main mana kaise kar deta tha? Fir kuch dino baad bhabhi ne phone karke mujhe ghar bulaya aur bola-

Bhabhi: Surprise! Meri new scooty aa gayi hai. Aur devar ji, ab aap mujhe chalana sikhayenge.

Maine kabhi bhabhi ko us nazar se nahi dekha tha pehle. Lekin us din bhabhi ne bahut sexy si kurti pehan rakhi thi, aur uski fitting bahut tight thi. Unke bade-bade boobs suhane lag rahe the. Mann kar raha tha wahi daba du.

Bhabhi ka figure batana bhool gaya sorry. Bhabhi meri ek-dum busty Tamanna Bhatia type dikhti hai. Ek-dum fair skin and size 36-32-36 hai. Ek-dum bomb figure hai.

Fir bhabhi ne kaha: Chaliye, mujhe market le chaliye.

Main sankoch vash chala gaya. Jab bhabhi mere peeche baithi, Oh my god! Bhabhi ka right boob poora meri back pe feel ho raha tha, aur bhabhi ne apna right hand mere shoulder pe rakha tha. Main jab-jab break maarta, bhabhi apna right hand mere shoulder se nikaal ke mere lund ke saamne thodi se seat hai waha rakh deti.

Matlab mere lund se 1-2 cm door. Acha in actions mein 2-3 baar bhabhi ne mere lund ko touch karte hue apna hath peeche liya. I guess unko samajh aa gaya tha mera lund khada tha. Fir hum ghar aa gaye.

Bhabhi: Kal subha 5 baje aa jana. Subha-subha bheed nahi hoti hai. Kal se start karenge.

Me: Bhabhi, main subha 5 baje uth ke to sikha to du. Lekin mujhe return mein kya milega?

Bhabhi: Jo tum chaaho! (naughty smile deke chali gayi).

Next day, main 5 baje uth gaya aur taiyaar ho kar pahunch gaya. Bhabhi ne loose t-shirt aur tight shorts phena hua tha. Bhabhi ki gaand dekh ke to main pagla sa gaya tha. Mann kar raha tha shorts utaar kar wahi chod du.

Bhabhi: Kya dekh rahe ho?

Me: Kuch bhi to nahi bhabhi (mera lund tight hone laga tha).

Bhabhi: Pehle kabhi kisi ladki ko aise nahi dekha?

Me: Arre dekha hai bhabhi. Lekin aapke jitni hot nahi dekhi (smiling).

Bhabhi: Ab shuru kare?

Me: Haa-haa, aap chaalu kariye. Main peeche se pakadta hu.

Bhabhi: Nahi, aap mere peeche baith ke sikhao. Warna main gir jaungi.

Me: Arre bhabhi, main aapke peeche kaise baith sakta hu? Koi dekhega to thoda ajeeb lagega.

Bhabhi: Itni subha koi nahi dekh raha hai.

Me: Main aapko city ke baahar ek ground hai, waha le chalta hu. Wo size mein bada bhi hai, aur waha koi aata bhi nahi hai.

Bhabhi: Theek hai, chalo chale. Ek kaam karo, waha tak tum mujhe sikhate hue le chalo.

Me: Okay, bhabhi.

Mera lund to bas pant phaad kar baahar hi aana chaahta tha. Main bhabhi ke peeche baitha aur ek-dum se chipak ke baitha, aur unko samjhne laga acceleration, brake and stuff. Fir bhabhi ko handle pakda ke maine unke hath ke upar se pakad ke sikhane laga.

Kabhi bhabhi zyada break maar deti to mera lund unki gaand pe aur dab jata. Ek-do jagah bhabhi ne speed breaker pe accelerator badha diya, us dauraan mera lund bhabhi ki gaand ke neeche dab gaya, aur bhabhi ko mehsoos hua.

Bhabhi boli: Main shayad tere phone pe baithi hu. Nikaal le isko.

Me: Ground paas mein hi hai, fir nikaal loonga.

Main maze le raha tha. Bhabhi ki ass crack mein lund mera fass ke aur bada ho gaya tha. Waha pahunch ke bhabhi scooty se utri aur boli-

Bhabhi: Phone nikaal le.

Fir jaise hi wo utri to mera lund dekhi. Mera khada lund dekh ke wo dang reh gayi.

Bhabhi: Acha to ye chubh raha tha.

Me: Bhabhi, I am sorry. Isiliye main peeche baith ke nahi sikhana chaahta tha.

Bhabhi: Arre chill, it’s totally okay at your age. Just try to control it for a few days (naughty wink).

Me: Chalo, baitho, start kare.

Bhabhi ke baithne ke pehle maine fir mera lund neeche kar diya, aur firse bhabhi us par baith gayi. Lagbhag 1 ghante scooty sikhane ke baad hum waha se nikle aur ghar pahunche.

Bhabhi: Kal thoda aur jaldi chalenge, zyada time milega.

Me: Ek kaam karte hai na, late night chalte hai. Tab sahi rahega.

Bhabhi: Lekin raat mein bhaiya kya sochenge?

Me: Aap baat kar lo bhaiya se. Jaisa theek lage waise batana.

Bhabhi: Okay, bye!

Main apne ghar chala aaya, aur bhabhi ko imagine karke hilane laga. Fir 10 minute hilane ke bada zabardast muth maar ke maal chhodh diya. Shaam ko bhabhi ka phone aaya aur wo boli-

Bhabhi: Bhaiya ne haa bol diya. Aaj raat 10:30 baje chalenge.

Me: Ok, subha waale ground pe hi chalenge. Aur koi bhi nahi hoga to chalane mein dikkat nahi hogi.

Bhabhi: Okay!

Maine socha aaj ka din to badhiya hi tha, raat to suhani ho jayegi bhabhi ki gaand mein lund ghis kar. Fir isi ko sochte hue main khush ho gaya aur nahane chala gaya. Wahi pe maine neeche ke baal bhi saaf kar diye, aur firse taiyaar ho gaya. Is baar firse loose shorts without underwear pehna.

Bhabhi ke yaha pahunch to bhabhi ko to dekhta hi reh gaya. Bhabhi ne ek loose frock type pehna tha. Maze ki baat ye hai unhone neeche panty nahi pehni thi, jo ki mujhe baad mein pata chala jab mera lund unki chut mein accidentally ghus gaya.

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Ye thi meri real life kahani hai doston. Aage ki kahani next part mein.

Meanwhile, Natasha and Lana arrived at Lana’s home. Natasha decided not to disclose her encounter with Leo to Lana. She opted instead to make an excuse about meeting an old friend. She headed into the shower, leaving Lana alone in the living room.

Lana was still dressed in her outfit from earlier. She occupied herself by scrolling through her phone, unaware of the plans unfolding around her. Natasha undressed. She could still feel the lingering wetness between her legs from her encounter with Leo earlier at the cafe.

Her pussy was swollen and inviting, with a small tuft of hair adorning the top. Applying soap liberally, she focused on her sensitive areas, especially her pussy and ample breasts. With a firm grip, she squeezed her breasts, eliciting moans of pleasure as water cascaded over her body.

Meanwhile, Lana, engrossed in her phone, was interrupted by the constant beeping of Natasha’s device. She discovered numerous Instagram notifications from an account named ‘Sugar Daddy.’ Curiosity piqued, Lana attempted to unlock Natasha’s phone using her familiar ATM pin.

Much to her surprise, she succeeded, gaining access to Natasha’s messages. While Natasha indulged in her shower, Lana delved into her Instagram account. Opening the message from ‘Sugar Daddy,’ she was met with explicit texts.

“Baby, I’m horny thinking about you. I can’t wait to put my dick deep inside you. Daddy wants to fuck you so bad.” The final message contained a photo: a throbbing, sizable penis adorned with a hint of grey hair at the top. Lana scrolled further, determined to identify the sender.

After a few swipes, she stumbled upon a familiar face—her professor from PHU. Shocked and dismayed, Lana realized the implications of Natasha’s correspondence. Lana delved into Natasha’s digital secrets. Natasha was already lost in her world of arousal.

With the memory of Leo’s touch igniting her desire, she didn’t waste a moment. Fingers slick with soap, she parted her swollen lips and plunged them deep into her throbbing pussy. Each thrust sent shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her thoughts were consumed by the image of Leo ravishing her relentlessly.

Meanwhile, Lana’s curiosity peaked as she uncovered Natasha’s explicit messages. The explicit content stirred a forbidden excitement within her. Her heart raced as she opened a lewd photo. The sight of the massive, throbbing member caused a surge of heat between her thighs.

It ignited a primal desire within her. With trembling hands, she scrolled through Natasha’s inbox. Her breath hitched as she discovered the sender’s identity — none other than their PHU professor. Lana mulled over her discovery. Natasha’s moans echoed through the bathroom door, signalling her impending release.

Lana felt a pang of jealousy mixed with arousal at the thought of Natasha finding satisfaction without her. Resolving to address the matter, Lana changed into her comfortable pyjamas, preparing herself for the conversation to come.

Professor Neil, a 45-year-old divorcee, was Lana’s professor at PHU. However, Natasha had also caught his eye during her occasional walks around the campus. Lana never suspected that Natasha would engage in such activities with Neil. Lana had a secret attraction to Neil’s rugged charm.

Natasha kept her encounters with him hidden from Lana. Natasha emerged from the shower, naked and unabashed. Lana remained silent, stewing in a mix of anger and arousal. Natasha’s attempts at conversation were ignored as Lana focused intently on her phone.

Her mind was consumed with thoughts of Natasha’s secret liaisons with Neil. Natasha, drying her hair, slipped into a sultry red bra. She applied a touch of makeup, attempting to engage Lana in conversation. However, Lana remained silent, her anger simmering beneath the surface.

Natasha persisted with her inquiries, desperate to break through Lana’s icy demeanour. Finally, Lana erupted in a fit of rage. “You hooked up with Professor Neil?” she screamed. Natasha’s hands trembled as she fumbled with the straps of her black dress. Her mind raced with guilt and apprehension.

Natasha froze. Her heart was sinking as Lana’s accusations pierced through her. She couldn’t find the words to defend herself, her guilt weighing heavily upon her. Abandoning the half-dressed state, she stood motionless, her mind racing with regret.

Lana’s tears intensified the pain of betrayal, each sob like a dagger to Natasha’s heart. “I thought you were my best friend,” Lana cried, her voice trembling with hurt and disbelief. “I feel like you’re making excuses again today.” Natasha’s silence spoke volumes, a silent acknowledgement of her wrongdoing.

As Lana wept, Natasha approached her, her tears mirroring Lana’s distress. She reached out, gently grasping Lana’s shoulder, her voice trembling with remorse. “I’m sorry,” she whispered, her heart heavy with guilt. Lana’s tears continued to flow as she questioned Natasha’s actions.

“Why didn’t you tell me about Professor Neil? You’re such a slut,” Lana cried. Her words were laced with hurt and anger. Natasha’s tears welled up anew as she struggled to explain. “Because Professor Neil asked me not to tell anyone,” she admitted. Her voice was choked with emotion.

Lana’s curiosity remained unabated. “How did it happen?” she pressed, her eyes searching Natasha’s for answers. Natasha began her explanation. Her voice was hesitant as she recounted the events. “You remember when you went to a party with your classmates and you returned late?” she started, her tone cautious.

“You hadn’t told me. So I went to your department looking for you, but I found Neil there,” she continued. Her words carried a mix of guilt and uncertainty. Natasha confessed to harbouring a secret crush on Neil. Her desire for him simmered beneath the surface.

“When I caught Neil staring at my boobs instead of my eyes, I knew I had to make a move,” she admitted, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “He was sitting there, oblivious, so I closed the door and approached him,” she explained. Her voice was tinged with a mixture of excitement and apprehension.

Natasha recounted her encounter with Neil. Lana felt a wave of arousal wash over her. “I touched his boner, and then we just got naked,” Natasha continued. Her voice was a mix of excitement and guilt. Lana’s arousal intensified as Natasha described the steamy encounter.

Her body tingled with desire. Unable to resist any longer, Lana silenced Natasha with a passionate kiss, their lips locking in a heated embrace. Lana straddled Natasha. Their bodies pressed together as they lost themselves in the moment. With practised ease, Natasha undressed Lana.

Her hands explored every curve and crevice of Lana’s body. Lana surrendered to the sensation. Natasha’s skilled tongue explored her wet pussy and tight asshole, sending her spiralling into a climax. Memories of Natasha sucking Neil’s cock and getting fucked added fuel to Lana’s fire.

After their passionate encounter, Lana and Natasha lay together. Catching their breath in the aftermath of their intimacy. Natasha was still reeling from their experience. She mustered the courage to reveal Leo’s invitation to meet. Lana’s initial reaction is one of frustration and jealousy.

But she quickly realizes the importance of honesty in their friendship. In an effort to mend their bond, Lana requests to accompany Natasha to the meeting with Leo. Natasha hesitates at first, grappling with guilt over her previous secrets. She ultimately agrees to get Lana’s forgiveness.

Meanwhile, Sergio has carefully selected a movie for his date with Violet. Ensuring that they have the theatre to themselves. He opts for a lesser-known film, guaranteeing privacy in the otherwise empty venue. Sergio dresses casually yet stylishly in a checkered red and brown shirt paired with blue jeans.

He finishes his ensemble with black and white Converse shoes, exuding a laid-back charm. After bidding farewell to Leo, Sergio contacts Violet and arranges to meet her at the theatre.

Violet, eager for their rendezvous, selects her attire with care. She chooses the same skirt she has shown to Sergio. Pairing it with a black full-length sweater and sheer black stockings. Tucking her sweater neatly into her skirt, she adds a touch of elegance with black heels before setting off for the theatre.

After Sergio left, Leo reached out to Natasha, inviting her to join him. Little did he know, Natasha had a surprise in store. She was bringing Lana along. Natasha donned a tight black dress accentuated by a vibrant red bra, opting to forgo panties.

Lana chose a pair of tight black leggings and a minuscule top that left her navel exposed. Both girls flaunted their assets, revealing tantalizing glimpses of their cleavage. They prepared for their evening out.

Meanwhile, Sergio and Violet are at the theatre. At first, they’re feeling a bit awkward. But as time ticks by, they start vibing with each other. They’re both checking each other out, feeling each other’s vibes. They stroll into the theatre. They are already imagining the steamy fun they’re going to get into.

That thought alone has Sergio sporting a massive hard-on. Violet’s thong is already soaked from the anticipation. Sergio guides Violet to the corner seat in the theatre. Just as they anticipated, it’s practically empty, with no one else around.

When the lights dim, Sergio decides to make his move. He slides his hand onto Violet’s thigh. She meets his gaze, biting her lip in anticipation. Without hesitation, she slips off her wet thong and places it in Sergio’s hand. He wastes no time, rubbing her dripping cunt, eliciting moans of pleasure from Violet.

Feeling bold, Violet drops to her knees, unzips Sergio’s pants, and frees his throbbing cock. She eagerly takes him into her mouth, giving Sergio an unforgettable blowjob. Then she climbs onto his lap. Sergio can hardly contain his excitement.

He feels his shaft penetrate Violet’s slick pussy. With controlled moans, she bounces on his cock. The thrill of the moment fueled their passion. The risk and excitement of their clandestine encounter heighten their pleasure.

Sergio explodes inside Violet, filling her pussy with his warm cum. The sensation pushes Violet over the edge. She shivers with pleasure as she climaxes, feeling the warmth of Sergio’s release deep inside her.

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Vidya was in two minds now. Everything was going according to her plan. She had the young man in her web. But his audacity to feel her body like he owned her was the problem. She knew that if she didn’t agree to his demands, he would leave and desert her when she was in her high state of arousal.

She needed to take a bold step, satisfy herself and also satisfy the young boy’s urges as he wished. Looking into his eyes, Vidya dropped her right hand down, caught his throbbing cock. The monster cock was too thick for her small hand, as her fingers couldn’t encircle it fully.

Rahul looked at Vidya with a triumph on his face. With her thumb on his piss hole, Vidya said, “I shouldn’t have let this go this far and stopped when you asked me to touch my breasts. I admit it’s my mistake and got you hard. I will jerk till you cum, repenting for my foolishness. Once you are flaccid, you will leave and not tell a soul about what happened here tonight. Agreed, Rahul?”

“Yes, Aunty, I will leave once my cock is flaccid,” Rahul said with a smile. He was prodding her to spread her legs wide so he could finger fuck her again. The horny woman didn’t know what was in store for her. She wanted to lift her petticoat and ask the young man to penetrate and pound her pussy.

But she restrained herself. Vidya began to jack his cock slowly, and her tiny breasts swayed sideways to her hand movements. She spread her legs wide, making it easy for Rahul to finger fuck her horny pussy. She was lost in lust, as was Rahul.

Juices were dripping from Vidya’s pussy in abundance wetting his fingers and palm. Rahul placed his head on her right shoulder, breathing hard near her ear as she jacked him. This was the first time someone was holding his cock. He felt like he was in heaven.

His lips were close to her ear lobes. He took it inside his mouth and sucked it. Vidya squirmed in delight. He sucked her earlobes and turned her face so that his mouth was on her cheeks. Rahul kissed her cheeks, nose and chin. Rahul noticed that Vidya was breathing hard and saw her full red lips.

He looked up. Saw her staring at him with drowsy eyes. He stretched his tongue out and roamed it on her soft lips. Vidya, who was still jerking his monster, couldn’t resist herself, took his tongue inside her mouth and sucked it. Rahul was taken aback by this sudden gesture.

He shouted, “Aunty, I am…I am cumming.”

Sensing that he was about to cum, Vidya kissed him and jerked his cock, feeling it throbbing. His finger was pushed deep inside her pussy as he began to shoot his cum in her hand. Vidya held his cock, directing it to her petticoat, not wanting to stain the floor.

When Rahul stopped shivering, Vidya pulled her lips from his and took her hand away from his cock. Rahul looked at Vidya and said, “Thanks Aunty. This was the first time I got jacked by someone rather than my hand.”

“I have honoured my word. Now leave Rahul,” Vidya said.

“You have not yet shown me your pussy, Aunty. Moreover, I said I will leave after my cock is softened and flaccid,” Rahul said.

“What are you going to do seeing my pussy, boy? You just came,” Vidya said, trying to move away.

Rahul holding the petticoat knot and pulling it, said,” You have to keep your word and show me your pussy. Aunty.”

The petticoat fell at her feet, and Vidya stood in just her panties before the young man. Rahul saw the pubic hair poking out of the panty edges, and the front was moist with her juices. Without giving any time for her to recover, Rahul pulled the panties down, holding the waistband to her knees level.

Vidya quickly closed her thighs and tried to cover her modesty with her right hand.

“What the hell are you doing?” Vidya said in a raised tone.

“You were taking your time to show me your pussy. So I helped myself. Too bad I can’t see it properly as it’s covered with hair,” Rahul said, staring at her hand-covered crotch.

“You have seen my pussy, so now leave. Don’t speak about this to anyone,” Vidya said, bending down to pick up her clothes.

“I said that I will go after my cock is flaccid. It’s still hard, see,” Rahul said, pushing her panties to her feet with his toes.

“How can you be so hard? You cum just now,” Saying Vidya tried to get up. Rahul’s still erect cock hit the back of her head. She got up and saw the monster still jumping up and down as he eyed her naked pussy.

“So what do you want from me now,” Vidya asked, staring at his enlarged cock.

“I want to do many things with you, Aunty, but with your permission,” Rahul said, cupping her breasts.

“What many things? You want to fuck me, isn’t it, Rahul,” Vidya asked the young man, and he nodded, beaming. Vidya stared at him for a long time. She was getting what she desired. But could she trust this boy to keep his mouth shut?

She was in a fix. She badly needed a cock in her pussy as it was burning hot with desire, and she knew she was in for a real fuck feast from this young lad. Determined, Vidya, holding his cock again, said, “Ok, let me see how much of a man you are.”

Vidya knew that if she allowed Rahul to fuck her on the bed in a missionary position, he might go in her deep. Moreover, his cock was too thick, thought it might tear her pussy. So to test the waters first, Vidya pulled his cock towards her mound. She rubbed the head all along her slit, making it slick with her cum.

Rahul was pressing her soft breasts. It felt good when she rubbed his cock on her pussy. He was trying to penetrate her in a standing position, but Vidya was pointing it in the wrong direction. He was like a dog in heat, eager to mount a bitch.

“Easy stud. Take it easy. Push only when I say,” Vidya said, staring at him and continuing, “I am your Mom’s friend and almost her age, too. Do you find me more attractive than your Mom? Tell me honestly, Rahul.” Trying to divert his attention.

Rahul was in a dilemma. He was about to experience the first fuck of his virgin life. And Vidya was teasing him, asking about his Mom holding his cock at the door to the heaven. Grinning childishly, Rahul said, “You have a more sexy body than my Mom, Aunty.”

“Stop calling me Aunty, or else I will kick you out. We are about to have sex like lovers, and you are making me feel guilty by calling me Aunty. Call me Vidya and answer my question properly,” Vidya said, holding his cock at her pussy hole.

Rahul kneading her small, spongy boobs roughly, said, “You have a slim body, and my Mom has a curvy body. Her boobs are much bigger than yours.”

“Hmmm, so your Mom has big breasts. Have you seen Mamta’s breasts, Rahul?” Vidya asked with a kinky smile.

Rahul was in a fix. He had seen his Mom’s cleavage and masturbated many times, visualizing her tits. But how can he disclose his fantasies about his Mom? He shrugged and said,” I have seen her tits once or twice when she is bending, and that’s it.”

“Don’t you want to hold and press your Mom’s breasts like you are holding mine?” Vidya said, pushing his head in her orifice.

Rahul body shivered when his cock head got lodged in wet pussy. Trying to push his cock in her, he said, “Yes, I want to press her big breasts and suck them too. Please, Vidya, take me inside you,” he was begging her. She held his cock tightly, not allowing him to penetrate her.

“Easy, dear. We have all night and nobody to disturb us. Tell me, will you fuck your Mom if you get the chance,” Saying Vidya pushed her hips forward, taking 2 inches of his cock in her. Her pussy lips were stretched to their limit, and she wondered if she could take this monster fully in her.

But she wanted to try it and not want to miss this golden opportunity. “Aah, yes, I want to fuck my Mom,” Rahul blurted out his confession. Vidya didn’t want to tease the young boy any more.

She removed her hand from his cock and said, “That’s my boy. Fuck your Aunty first, and I will see that you will get to fuck your Mom too.” Rahul was not thinking of his Mom now but about Vidya’s pussy.

Without wasting a moment, Rahul pushed his cock towards her crotch. It went in her in one stroke. Vidya gasped as Rahul’s thick cock entered her splitting her pussy lips. Her inner trying to grip him, not allowing him to pull back.

Vidya said, “My goodness, you took me by surprise. That was intense. Are you sure you have never fucked before, dear?”

“I swear. You are my first woman, Aunty,” Rahul said, trying to go deep into her. It was not possible in that standing position as 6 inches of his cock was fully in, and only 3 inches was left more.

“Ok, now pull out a bit and enter me again slowly, very slowly,” Vidya said, gripping his ass cheeks. Rahul holding her hips, pulled out and thrust his cock in her with full force. Vidya was not ready for this sudden onslaught. She lost her balance and fell back.

Rahul’s cock was dislodged from the warm confines. He looked at the tiny lady struggling to stand and keep her balance. Vidya, regaining her composure, wriggled her panties off from her feet and cupped his buttocks for support.

Vidya said, “Are you trying to stab me with your monster? Nowadays, boys have no patience. You have to think of giving pleasure to a lady, not think about only yours. Do you want to see Mamta naked like you are seeing me, Rahul?”

Rahul, instead of answering, removed his dress and stood nude with his cock jumping in anticipation of fuck. He went close to Vidya and hugged her, crushing her tiny tits on his chest. Vidya knew he was eager to plunge in her. She, wanting to tease him more, moved back.

She stopped when her naked back hit the wall. As she was a few inches shorter than Rahul, her face close to his neck and his cock stabbing her tummy.

Kissing his chin, Vidya said, “Are you so eager to lose your virginity with me, Rahul?”

Rahul: Yes, Vidya, very much.

Vidya: Why not with your Mom, baby?

Rahul: Why are you talking about my Mom? If she agrees, I will do her. Let me fuck you now, Vidya.

Vidya: Mamta won’t open her legs like me and ask you to fuck her. It may take time, but I will see that you get to suck your Mom’s breasts first. Now, take me.

Vidya held his cock in her fist, standing on her toes, and raised her body so that her pussy was in line with his crotch. Pointing the head at her hole, she said, “Now enter me slowly, Rahul.”

Rahul gripping her ass gave a hard push, and half of his cock went in her like a knife in butter. Vidya’s eyes widened, and keeping her balance nodded at him to push in her more. Rahul thrust in her more, another 2 inches and moaned mildly.

He saw teardrops in her eyes but didn’t care, dug in more pushing her back to the wall.

“This is sufficient. Now fuck me slowly, pulling your cock out a bit,” Vidya said, wrapping her arms across his neck for support. Knowing that he was in control, Rahul took his hands off her ass, caught her tits, pulled his cock out a bit and stabbed into her again.

“Yes, slowly, baby. Take your time, enjoy yourself and give me pleasure too. Ahhh, don’t hit hard, yes, like that. OMG, how much I missed cock in me,” Vidya was blabbering. Rahul fucked her in slow, gentle strokes. She had cum twice by now.

Moistening his cock with her cum making the boy easy to penetrate her. Her small breasts were getting crushed under his big palm as he ploughed into her again and again.

The house was silent except for the moans of the widow and the young man. Rahul was grunting and fucking his first pussy like this was the last pussy he was going to fuck. Five minutes and Rahul was going strong. He knew he was close but wanted to last as much as possible.

Vidya was tired of standing on her toes, and her cum was dripping down her thighs. Holding his neck tightly, Vidya lifted her feet off the floor and wrapped her legs across his back. Now, she was clinging onto Rahul like a baby monkey hugging the mother monkey.

Rahul’s’ cock was still inside her pussy, but his fucking movement had stopped. Now, her face was in line with Rahul’s. Giving a peck on his lips, she said, “Now fuck me as you like, baby. But don’t drop me down.” She saw sweat on his face.

Wiping his face with the back of her hand, she said, “If you are tired, we can continue later. Take a break, Rahul.” Dropping his hands down to catch her ass, Rahul said, “No, Vidya. I am ok.” He knew he was close but didn’t say it. Now, he was not able to penetrate her easily as she was clingingly to him.

Rahul started fucking her in shallow strokes. Vidya, being experienced, knew that lifting her body, dropped it down, taking all of his 9 inches in her effortlessly. Holding his neck, began humping on his cock fucking him. This was too much for the inexperienced lad.

Rahul shrieked,” Aunty, I am cumming.” Vidya was not prepared for this early finish from the young man. She pushed her hips down, taking his cock fully inside her and stayed still. She felt the warm cum shooting deep inside her, overflooding her pussy.

Vidya’s thighs were drenched with Rahul’s abundant cum. Both stood still, experiencing the orgasm. No words are spoken. Only heavy breathing fills the silent room. Vidya felt his cock still hard and throbbing as it shot the last spurts in her.

The time had stopped for the lovers. After ejaculating in her, Rahul looked shyly at Vidya. She asked, smiling,” How was your first fuck, darling?”

Rahul, dropping his head, said, “Wonderful, Vidya. I have no words to describe it.”

“Is it? I have fulfilled your desires, now take me to my bedroom. I am tired, baby,” Vidya said, hugging him tight.

Rahul carried her to her room and laid her gently on the bed, taking his spent cock from her flooded pussy. He turned to go, and Vidya asked him,” Where are you going.”

“To clean, Vidya,” Rahul said, showing his cum smeared cock.

Vidya looked at his cock and was not amused. It was still erect like a flag pole shining with her cum. Her eyes sparkled, seeing the cock still hard after ejaculating her a few minutes before.

Holding his cock Vidya got off the bed and said, “Come, we will bathe together. Even my body is stinking of sweat and cum.” She led the young man to the attached bathroom. Vidya brought Rahul to the bathroom holding his cock, and turned the shower on.

Pushing Rahul under the shower, Vidya stood behind his back, pressing her chest to his back and holding his tool. She pulled the foreskin back and cleaned it with water. Vidya wanted to suck the cock clean with her mouth and taste his cum.

But restrained herself, as she didn’t want Rahul to think of her as a cheap slut in the first encounter. She knew this wouldn’t be the last one, and she could have the young lad whenever she wished.

Vidya didn’t apply soap as she was tired. But rinsed his body well with shower hot water. Standing before Rahul, Vidya said, “Now it’s your turn, baby.” Rahul pressing his body to her back, wiped her body with his big palms, taking good care of her small boobies.

Vidya had spread her legs wide, anticipating his hands on her crotch. But no, he was busy cleaning her tummy and breasts. “Oh God, how I tell this boy?” she wondered. Holding the tiled wall, Vidya bent her body, raising her ass at him.

“Baby, will you clean me between my legs?” Vidya said, turning to him.

Rahul looked down at her upturned hairy pussy. This was the first time he was seeing her womanhood clearly for the first time. Bending a bit, he placed his right hand and rubbed her pussy lips. Vidya’s body shuddered as he did that, but he kept on rubbing her pussy.

“Duffer, open the lips, remove your cum and clean it properly,” Vidya said, turning and hissing at him. Not wanting to antagonize her, Rahul opened her pussy petals using one hand and wiped them using the free hand. His fingers felt juice dripping from her lips.

Knowing she was horny again, he inserted his middle finger and began to finger fuck her. Vidya was uncontrollable now as he fucked her with his finger. But she wanted more.

“Are you still hard, Rahul?” Vidya asked him without turning back.

Rubbing her pussy Rahul said,” Yes, Aunty.”

“Then what are you waiting for? Fuck your Aunty like a bitch, idiot!” Vidya begged him shamelessly.

Rahul was confused as she was saying that she was tired a few minutes before. Now she was asking him to take her to doggy style in the bathroom. He wanted to fuck her leisurely on the bed. He had seen a woman fucked in doggy style in porn and knew how to take her.

Holding her hips, he pushed his cock on her mound but missed the target. He was not able to locate her hole in the hairy bush. He tried again and again, but the result was the same. He was missing the target. Vidya knew she had to do something till he got perfect in the art of sex.

Dropping her right hand between her legs, holding his cock to her pussy door, shouted, “Now push and enter me. Fuck me hard till I say. Don’t stop if I scream. Just fuck me like a bitch.”

Rahul pushed his cock and entered her wet pussy in one stroke, his abdomen hitting her fleshy buttocks. Vidya’s body lunged forward as he entered her. But kept her body still for the young man to ride her, muffling her moans and screams.

Rahul began to fuck her in slow rhythm but increased his pace as he got the hang of it. Her big buttocks were giving good cushion as he ploughed into her. Vidya’s small breasts were swaying across her chest as he hammered her hapless pussy.

Rahul fucked Vidya in doggy style for 5 minutes, but Vidya was tired, knees getting weak.  She couldn’t take any more of his pounding and collapsed on the wet floor. Rahul looked shocked as his cock was pulled out from the moist warm pussy.

He tried to lift her, holding her hips, but Vidya wriggled and said, “It’s enough, Rahul. I need to rest.” Getting up, Vidya walked out and got laid on the bed. Rahul, too came out and wiped his body with a towel which was on the bed and slept beside her.

Vidya’s back was towards him, her buttocks close to his crotch. Rahul pressed his still-erect cock to her fleshy ass, put his left hand across her arm and hugged her. His palm was close to her left tit, cupping it. He drifted to sleep. Vidya woke up at midnight when she felt Rahul’s cock stabbing her ass cheeks.

Turning towards him, she saw Rahul sleeping soundly. She felt bad for him as she had stopped him midway while he was fucking her in the bathroom. She brought her left hand to her crotch and found it wet. Her fingers grazed Rahul’s cock and found it still hard.

Oh, my poor baby, she thought and held his cock and jerked him slowly. His mushroom head was dangerously close to her opening. She thought of giving him a handjob and relieving him. His hand was cupping her breast while she jacked him in the silent darkroom.

Vidya froze when her tit was squeezed hard, and the cock was trying to stab her from behind. She knew Rahul was awake. Turning back at him, asked, “Are you awake, baby?” And he nodded.

“Do you want to fuck Mamta or me, dear?” Vidya asked him, trying to remind him of his Mom.

Rahul woke up from his slumber when he heard his Mom’s name, squeezing her tits hard. Rahul said, “Why do you keep talking about my Mom, Aunty?”

“Because I want to see you holding your Mom’s big breasts like this and entering her sacred hole, the very same place where you came from,” Vidya said, turning and kissing his forehead.

“But is it possible, Aunty? I don’t think my Mom will agree,” Rahul said, tweaking her nipples.

“You leave that to me. Now fuck me thinking that I am your Mom. Call me Mamta and not Aunty or Vidya while you are fucking me,” Vidya said, lifting her left leg high in the air and giving free access to her pussy for the young man to plunder her.

The next second, Rahul’s cock was embedded in her wet pussy. She wondered at his stamina, taking her effortlessly into a spooning position. It is difficult even for experienced lovers. Rahul fucked Vidya in slow strokes, feeling her soft ass cheeks, his hand still gripping her tit.

Vidya was pushing her hips back, trying to fuck Rahul back. It was like a slow-motion fuck going on in the dark room. The two new lovers had forgotten about having dinner and were getting their appetites filled through their sexual organs.

Vidya had another orgasm. She drifted back to sleep while her lover fucked her gently on her marital bed. Rahul knew that Vidya was sleeping, gave a few short thrusts and came in her, wetting the blanket. He, too, dozed off, hugging her tiny body.

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Thank you, guys, for the appreciation. Before continuing with the eighth part, let me give a brief background. This story is about a male-dominated country. A girl studying at a college makes the mistake of stealing the exam paper and is punished and humiliated by the Dean of the college.

She is stripped naked and punished. She had a very humiliating session in the anatomy class. Then she had a pee compilation punishment, and later she had a blowjob compilation. Later, she is exposed to body shaming, and her nipples are pierced.

She was subjected to body painting, and her rights to walk were revoked. Fellow students pee on her, and her virginity is taken by professors. Silicon is inserted in her breasts, and she is given a new dress of wax.

She was to drink her pee and eat rice cooked in it. The story continues with the next part.

It was my birthday, the most special day for me but it looked like it would be the worst day for me, the day which I won’t be able to forget. I thought my punishment would be over, but it looked like a dream now. The Dean was the cruellest person I had seen in my life.

I had been the most humiliated person on earth. All these thoughts were going through my mind, and I heard Dean’s voice. “Miss Juhi, time for assembly to crawl to the stage.”

I came back to my senses and started to crawl. I reached the stage and took my position. Dean came, and assembly started. After the usual things, towards the end, I was asked to pee in the bowl, lifting my one leg. Dean further announced that today was Miss Juhi’s birthday, and we would be celebrating it especially.

This gave me goosebumps and what I was thinking was turning out to be true. “We will be celebrating the birthday after the classes in the ground. Today, every student can especially wish her birthday. You can twist her nipple, and Miss Juhi had to shout out loud, making a sound of horn.”

Any student wishing her has to associate a word at the end with it, like ‘Happy birthday slut/bitch/pig’ etc, and she needs to say thank you. A student can do this only one time and cannot do it in class. Miss Juhi needs to maintain the count of her birthday wishes.

Meanwhile, hearing all these made me so nervous. I knew what would happen to my nipples if more than 500 people twisted it. Making a sound of horn was so humiliating, but this has been my journey up till now. Dean then dispersed the assembly, and everyone started to walk back to their classes.

Students walking stopped me in between and started to twist my nipples. Unfortunately, I had to make the horn sound, and as students heard, they used to clap and laugh. It was so humiliating for me. My nipples were already pierced made it more difficult.

Before I reached the class, they were already twisted more than 100 times. The most difficult part was I had to make that horn sound. Classes were over, and everyone was eager for my birthday celebration. While I was crawling to the ground, my legs were trembling.

Slowly, I crawled up to the ground, praying that today was not my worst day. The crowd had gathered on the ground along with Dean, professors and teachers. I crawled to the centre of the ground. There was a stage set up so that everyone could easily watch me being humiliated.

Dean commanded me to come to the centre and stand. He ordered one female teacher and she came with a thick brush and a few colors in a tray. I had no clue what was going to be done to me. Dean tied my hands above my head with a rope and tied it to a hanging clamp.

My hands were almost completely stretched above, and my nipples and full body were on display to the whole audience. Dean commanded the teacher to start, and she started to paint my body in circles. She was using different colours and going in rounds. By the end, she finished.

I had big circles of different colours, probably seven to eight and was looking like an archery board. I started to think on what is the purpose of it. Dean announced that today, we will be playing a game of darts. Every student will be given two darts to hit on Miss Juhi.

All the circles have different points, and the top 10 people scoring the highest points will be given a special reward. Nipples and clit have the highest points, as you can see, so aim for hitting there. The darts are special ones. They don’t have a pointed needle at the end.

But, it has a small powder, which will have a small blast once it strikes any surface. Generally, that you see in poppers. Hearing this my mind was blown out now. There were around 200 students, which means I would have to bear the pain around 400 times of those darts and they certainly are going to pain.

I started to think about whether it was my birthday today. When I came to my senses, I could see a queue of students standing with darts in their hands, ready to give me pain. Dean commanded the first student to take position, and one professor was ready to note the scores.

The student hit the dart with full force, and it hit my body. I was not able to guess properly where it hit, but it was somewhere near my navel. As it struck, it pained like hell and gave a burning sensation. He then aimed the second one, and again, for a second, it pained.

His points were noted down, and then the second student came. This continued till every student had his or her chance, and my body had a lot of spots. I was lucky with some students whose darts didn’t hit me but it was very few of them. The top 10 students were announced. 7 were boys, and 3 were girls.

I was not thinking of the perks that these 10 students would get. Dean announced that Miss Juhi would be giving oral sex to the winners in front of everyone. Winner students who are susceptible to getting oral pleasure in front of everyone can pass it if they don’t wish to have it. It’s their choice.

I was happy to hear this. I thought that girls wouldn’t be comfortable exposing their pussy in front of everyone. It leaves me with only 7, and wished that few boys would feel shy as well. Dean asked winners who wished to pass. Girls went near Dean and asked something, which I wasn’t able to make out.

Dean nodded his head. He asked again if anyone was willing to drop. I was sure that girls would move forward, but to my dismay, no one did. Now, I had to pleasure all ten of them. Dean ordered that the boys would be the first ones to go. Miss Juhi would need to suck them till they release and drink their cum.

My hands tied above were unhooked and tied at the back. I was not allowed to use my hands. I was asked to kneel. The first boy, who was my junior, moved towards me. He completely moved his pants down. Now I could smell his dick odour. It was just a few centimetres from my lips.

I was not able to move forward, thinking that I would now be sucking a dick in front of a whole crowd. All the thoughts were going through my mind, and I heard Dean’s Voice start now. I had no option but to take his dick between my upper lips and start licking it.

I rolled my tongue on his cock, and it started to grow. In a few seconds, it was at his full size, somewhere maybe around 6-7 inches. He now held my head and inserted it in my mouth and started to mouth fuck it. Noises of cock sucking started to come out.

Dean seeing this placed a mike near my mouth. Now the voice which only a few people could listen to was going in every ear. What I was doing in itself was so humiliating, and this added more toppings to my humiliation. He fucked my mouth quite hard.

In a few minutes, I got my first drink and had to swallow it, unfortunately. I didn’t link swallowing the cum but didn’t have any option. He moaned heavily and then left my mouth, dressed up and left. I was still recovering. Then the second boy came forward, and he fucked my mouth.

This continued till all 7 have used my mouth as cum dump. There were roars and various abusive words which the audience was shouting, like slut, bitch, whore etc. Now, it was the turn of girls. I wasn’t sure whether they would drop their skirts. They would be brave if they did.

I saw some students bringing the bench, and I had no clue about it. The bench was placed in front of me. The first girl lay on top of the bench. Dean announced to maintain the dignity of the girls, they won’t be removing their skirts.

Miss Juhi had to place her head in their skirt and then lick their pussy until they orgasm. Dean was conscious of their dignity, but what about me? I was asked to start now. I crawled near the end of the bench where the first girl was lying and placed my head inside the skirt. She was wearing panties.

I pulled my head out and said to Dean that her panty needed to be removed. Dean ordered me to remove the panty from my mouth and get on. With no choice, I used my teeth to remove her panty. It was so difficult, but in the end made it.

She had a hairy pussy, so it was so difficult for me to reach my tongue to her pussy. With great difficulty, I carried on, and after around 8-10 minutes, she had an orgasm and released her juices. I had to lick all of her juices. Some of it was on my face as well.

This continued till I had given oral sex to all three girls. My mouth was now filled with all 10 different tastes and was disgusting. I was ordered to stand now and say thank you to all 10 winners for using me as cum dump. Next Dean announced me to crawl behind him.

He led me to a place in the centre of the ground, which had a pit, approx. The 4-foot depth was in the circle. Dean asked me to go in the pit and kneel. I had no clue what he was trying to do with it. I crawled and took my position. I just hoped that he wouldn’t create a grave for me.

But I knew that he couldn’t go to that level, and he couldn’t lose me even. Dean announced that since today was Miss Juhi’s birthday and that day, as a ritual, we give a bath with rose petals and milk. Let’s not leave our ritual and carry it out. I was surprised to hear this.

Did I hear it correctly, bath with rose petals and milk? This can’t be true. Dean asked students to come near me and stand in a line. My eyes were searching for a container, but I couldn’t find it. Dean then dropped the bomb. We will have the ritual but with a twist.

Instead of rose petals and milk, we will be using piss to give a bath to Miss Juhi. As soon as I heard this, I came to reality and wanted to slap myself. How could I think Dean would be so kind to me? Dean told the boys to make a circle around the dig.

There were almost 20 students in the circle, and Dean asked to start peeing on me. Everyone took out their dick, and most of them had an erect one, such shameless creatures. Dean gave the green signal, and all started to pee on me. My body started to get drenched in all different colours.

I closed my eyes. Once everyone was done, the next set of students was called. They started to do the same, and this continued till every boy had flowered his love on me. This was very disgusting and humiliating, and it was very smelly. The dig was filled with a lot of pee, and my hair and body were drenched.

Dean asked students to go back and me to come out of the dig. Once I was out, Dean announced that Miss Juhi would be hungry. Since it’s her birthday, we shouldn’t keep her hungry. Dean asked one student to bring something. He came with a bowl and handed it over to Dean.

Dean put the bowl on the floor in the centre and asked me to crawl there. He placed some biscuits in the bowl and announced. Since Miss Juhi is crawling like a dog, what is the best food we can give her apart from the dog’s favourite biscuit? He put some biscuits in it.

This is the height. Now, I am being fed dog food. I wondered why I had my birthday falling in these days. He said to start and ordered me to eat like a dog only with no hands and only mouth. Dean also ordered that I would be spanked on my ass till the time I was eating.

I need to finish early. The more time I took, the more spankings I would receive. He ordered one girl student to take a flogger and start spanking my ass. With no choice, I had to eat those biscuits which were very bad in taste and fast as well. There was continuous spanking at the back.

I somehow finished whatever was there in the bowl, but the dean refilled it again, and I had to eat those as well. My ass was red by now. Dean then announced that we all know about Miss Juhi. So it won’t make a difference if we have something permanent on her body.

It will remind her of her place and what mistake she had made. Today, being her birthday, I propose to create a permanent tattoo on her body. Listening to this, my mind blew up. I confronted Dean that this is a permanent mark and will impact my life after this, my married life as well.

Dean said that now everyone knows about you. You would be married to any person from this college only as they are of your age group and they all knew about you. So, it’s not a problem if we get tattoos on our bodies. I am still confronted that I am not ready for it.

Dean then thought and said, let’s democratically take this. We will have voting and let all the students and teachers decide whether we should have it or not. Dean got the arrangements done, and soon, everyone was voting for this rubbish idea. The voting was completed, and the dean started the counting.

He was counting every vote and with that, a loud cheer was there. I almost lost by 90%, which meant that my body would now be exposed to tattoos. Tattoos which will never let me forgive what happened to me, what all the pain and humiliation I had to undergo throughout my life.

It will never help me to regain my confidence but I have now accepted my fate. The Tattoo artist was called, and I was waiting, cursing the dean. I was getting anxious, thinking about what would be inked on my body. I was sure that it would be purely something that would be humiliating.

These thoughts were going through my mind, and suddenly, I heard the cheer from the crowd. It was for the tattoo artist who had arrived. Dean ordered a few students, and they came up with a bench, chair and table. Dean talked to the tattoo artist in private, and he came near me.

He scanned my body, and then again, they discussed it in private. Dean then posts the discussion and announces that Miss Juhi will be inked at four places – both the boobs, above her pussy, inner thighs and at her bumps. These all will be private tattoos so that if you wear clothes these will be partially visible.

I was clueless after hearing this. All these places are so sensitive that it’s very hard even to take a single prick, and I would be getting countless of them. The bench was kept in the centre of the ground, a little high from the ground, so that everyone could view it.

My hands and legs were tied to the bench to freeze my movements. The tattoo artist started with my left boob first. Since my head was down, I was not able to see what it was being inked. My boob started to pain as the needle started to prick my skin.

I couldn’t guess what was being written, but certainly, it would have been humiliating. After almost half an hour, the tattoo on my left boob was completed, but I couldn’t see it. The tattoo artist now moved to the right boob and started his work. It was quite painful, but I was bound and helpless.

My skin was getting pricked, and more importantly, this would be lifelong on my skin. It took some more time to complete the right one, so probably a few more words were written.

Next was the turn of my area above pussy and pussy as well. This was the most sensitive area, and every prick was paining like hell. The needle started with the area above pussy and slowly glided to the pussy. It looked like my pussy was also getting inked. It took almost 2 hours to get that completed.

I was blindfolded, and then my restraints were opened and asked to lay down on my stomach, probably so that my bums could be inked. My hands and legs were tied again, and it started to ink from my left to right. The pain was not so much in this area.

But I was thinking about what was going to be written and which would be so humiliating. Almost after 2-3 hours, the tattoo artist completed his work. In the meantime, and crowd was on and off. But at any point in time, almost half of them were there.

As soon as the tattoos were completed, the dean announced that Miss Juhi’s tattoos had been completed and were up for display. My eyes were wet imagining the humiliation which I would have to go through. My restraints were opened, but I was blindfolded again.

As the dean announced this, the crowd started to gather. I could hear footsteps and cheers and roars from the crowd. I was also getting anxious about what had been inked on my body now. Dean made me stand up and removed my blindfold.

There was a mirror in front of me, and I could see my inked body now. Everyone could see my body now. The crowd had moved forward a little to see what was being written. They were enjoying it and clapping and cheering.

My left boob was inked with ‘Slave for Life.’ A small girl on her knees with her head down was drawn just beside it. My right boob was tattooed with ‘Punish me, Use me, Cock sucker.’ My area above pussy was inked with ‘Fuck for free, cum dump.’

A down arrow was created, which was pointing to my pussy. Two pics on both sides of the arrow were drawn. One was a girl on her knees, hands cuffed behind and having a cock in her mouth. On the right side, a girl tied and being spanked was drawn.

This was more than enough to wet my eyes. Dean then brought 2 more mirrors and arranged them in such a way that I could see my back as well. On my left bump, various BDSM toys and tools were pictured, like cuffs, butt plugs, whips, floggers, nipple clamps, rope, dog collars, chains, dildos, cane etc.

A text was written. Please use it on me. On the right bump, a girl was pictured with her mouth open and a man peeing in her mouth, and the text ‘Toilet slave for life’ was written.

My legs were trembling, and it just couldn’t bear the weight of my body. I just collapsed. Next, I could hear Dean’s Voice stand up. I was then taken to the centre of the stage and was asked to rotate in one place so that everyone could see my tattoos perfectly.

My tears were not able to stop, just thinking that this would be with me for life long.

So, guys, I will end the 09 part here and continue the humiliation of Juhi in the next part. Her birthday is still not over, and all she goes through will be coming in the next and last part of this series. Please provide your valuable feedback, as this story is on a different track.

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This is my story of how a 42-year-old milf got aroused while getting treated for neck pain and had steamy sex with me on her bed.

This is my first story, so kindly bear with me.

Coming to the story, I am a physiotherapist and had to go to a home visit for a female who was suffering from neck pain. She had contacted me through her friend who was my patient previously and had the same neck pain and she got better within 3 sessions.

Introducing my patient Jyoti Saini (name changed). She was a 42-year-old busty female living in a posh society in Mumbai. She had a figure of 36D-34-36, firm boobs and a soft ass that would sway when she walked making everyone loom behind and ogle them and give a hard-on to anyone who saw them.

She contacted me saying that she got the number from my old patient who was suffering from the same pain and that she had got the reference from her. She introduced herself as Jyoti and sent me her location. She gave me her address and asked me to come in the afternoon as she would be done with all her chores and can have a dedicated slot for her treatment.

As decided, I went to her house and it was a nicely decorated house with simple and basic texture and contrast and had a nice waterfall on the balcony and a view of the city to die for.

She welcomed me and I was awestruck as she had silky hair and tied to a braid (my weakness), white milk body with boobs firm and hard. I followed her into her house and my eyes saw her ass sway and inviting me to spank her ass there itself.

I went inside the house. She was in her casual low-cut top and shorts. She greeted me and offered me a cup of coffee and she had another cup for herself. We sat on the couch and she sat across me and her cleavage was nicely visible. However, I maintained my composure and inquired about how and when the pain started and got a comprehensive history of her.

Then I asked the milf to sit on the stool bed so that I could perform some tests to know the root cause of the pain after which I was sure that her muscles were tight and had taut bands that needed to be released.

I explained to her the condition and how my approach would be for the treatment and she understood it and asked me to proceed with it.

I asked her to sit on the stool and started releasing her muscles with my thumb. As I started releasing her muscles of the neck, to my surprise, she started moaning. Now, this was pretty common for us to hear as it was a good feeling when the tight muscles were released and it was soothing. But with increasing repetition and pressure, her moans began louder. I asked her if she was alright and comfortable and she said yes, she was and that I should continue with the release.

After 5 minutes, the milf said that she was not able to sit comfortably on the stool and would it be okay if she lay on the bed. I said. “Okay, lie down on your stomach and keep your hands below the forehead.”

So, we went inside her bedroom and she lay on her stomach and hands below her forehead. I continued with the release. I took some paraffin oil and started releasing her muscle and again, her moans started. With each release, she moaned, “Ummm.. umm..aahhh.. ummm..” (Now, this is common as the taut bands when being released give you pain as well as a soothing effect).

Now, hearing her continuous moan, my little soldier started to rise! I tried my best to not think about it, but the moans wouldn’t stop and so did not stop my dick from making a tent under my pants, dying to come out and salute my patient.

Soon I moved to the other side to release her neck and meanwhile, she raised her head and saw the bulge in my pants and again kept her head down. I was embarrassed but since she didn’t say anything, I thought she must have not seen the bulge.

Then I went to the other side and started to release the muscle gently as it was too tight and taut, so I had to proceed gently.

As soon as I started releasing the muscle, the Mumbai milf started with a muffed moan and she had dug her face on the bed. I slowly started increasing the pressure to go deep inside the muscle and she turned to the opposite side to breathe and started moaning loudly.

With each slide, she would moan, “Ummmm, ahhhhhh.. ahhhh, ummmm mmmm..”

Now she started moaning and held the bedsheet tightly as if she was in trance. I asked her if she was comfortable or should I stop. She said in a pleasureful tone, “Ahhhhhhh..please don’t stop.. I am feeling sooo good..”

I understood that the milf was getting aroused and that probably she was wet down under as she was pressing her abdomen and twitching her body.

I asked her to get up and check the movement of the neck to see if the pain had reduced. She moved and said, “Ufff, that feels so much better than before.”

Then, as planned, I asked her to sit as I would be stretching her neck muscles. She obliged and sat on the side sofa which was without the backrest. I got behind her and asked her to sit erect. I went behind her with a pillow where I would place it between us (to avoid contact of my dick with her abdomen for the comfort and safety of my patient).

Soon I started stretching her and I could see her deep cleavage from the bottom. The loose top gave me a good view of her melons. I wanted to dig my head in between the deep creak. Soon my dick started to rise and this time, I could not do anything as the pillow between us fell down and my dick poked her back! Immediately, I adjusted myself and moved back a little. She looked back and gave a sly smile and it puzzled me.

Then she again adjusted her top to a little and slid it down to give me a better look at her assets. Then I asked her to lay on the bed on her back as I had to mobilize her neck, after which we would end the session.

The milf got up by purposely bending a little back and pushing back her ass. She brushed her ass over my dick and went and laid on her back with her head at the foot-end of the bed and neck out of the bed till her shoulders were at the edge of the bed. I asked her to relax her head completely on my hand and that she should let her body loose.

Now I was squatting as the bed was of low height and holding her head with both my palms. I was way near her head and I started by gently pulling her head and moving it in all directions one by one. When I pulled her head and moved it down (movement when we looked up), her eyes were over my crotch area and my eyes were at her cleavage.

After 3-4 reps, while doing the 5th repetition, she moved and little up and kissed my crotch. A current ran through my body and I lost my balance and fell on her, my head directly landed on her cleavage and my dick was directly pressed over her mouth.

As soon as this happened, my horny patient grabbed me by my buttocks as if pressing my dick inside her mouth. I was frozen for a second and as soon as I regained and apprehended what had happened, she immediately rolled over me and got on top of me and started kissing me. I could not comprehend what was happening but the milf got on top of me and was dry grinding her pussy over my dick and kissing me vigorously. At last, I gave in and held her head and started kissing her and matching her rhythm.

We both started to suck each other’s lips and she started eating my lips as a hungry sex starved female. We opened our mouths and our tongues met and were fighting with each other’s. We smooched and kissed like mad for nearly 10 minutes.

Then she started removing my shirt and inners and I quickly removed her top. I paused for a minute to adore her beautiful boobies which were caved in her bra and with one shift move, I unhooked her bra and set those melons free.

The milf pounced on me, threw my clothes away and started kissing my neck and licking my ears and neck. Then she came down to my nipple and started licking and biting them. This was enough to unleash the animal inside me. I tried to roll her over but she pushed me to the bed and continued licking and biting my nipples and pushed her one hand inside my pants and squeezed my dick and balls. She would shift between my nipples and would lick and kiss my torso, making it wet.

I was on cloud 9 and pressed her head more as she licked and played with my chest and in between, came up and started kissing me wildly.

To be continued.

In the next part, I will describe in detail how we had passionate and wild sex and how we satisfied each other and continue to do so.

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Thank you for reading.

There is fierce competition between Savita and Smita to win the elections. Smita takes nude photos of Savita and runs off with her clothes as well. A naked Savita hides behind some bushes and calls Alex for help. Alex was about to get into a threesome with Annie and her yoga teacher, Archita. He rushes to Savita to help her, expecting to fuck her as well.

But Savita has other plans that involve stealing Smita’s phone and getting Alex to fuck Smita. Do Savita and Alex succeed in their plans?

Watch this video and find out: Episode 64 – Solidifying Support

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Doston mera naam Harish hai (name changed). Aaj main aapko ek sacchi ghatna ke baare mein batane jaa raha hu, ki kaise maine apni sabse chhoti mausi jiska naam Anuradha hai (name changed), usko choda aur seal todi.

Pehle main aapko apne baare mein bata deta hu. Main Bhopal, MP se belong karta hu, aur abhi Ahmedabad mein apni wife ke sath rehta hu. Meri age 30 years hai aur body athletic hai. Height 5’6’’ feet aur lund ka size 6 Inch hai, jo kisi bhi female ko satisfy karne mein kisi se kam nahi hai. To zyada bore na karte hue story pe aata hu.

Baat tab ki hai jab maine 12th ke exam diye hue the, aur result ki wait kar raha tha. Main 19 saal ka tha. Mere ghar mein 5 log rehte hai, papa, mom, main, mera chhota bhai, aur dadi. Meri mummy meri sauteli mummy hai. Unki chhoti behan hai jo ki mere se sirf 2 saal badi hai.

Meri aur meri mausi ki starting se hi bahut jamti thi. Ek-dum friends ki tarah rehte the. Mera kabhi bhi galat intention nahi tha unko lekar. Ek din main apni sauteli nani ke ghar gaya hua tha. Tab tak maine sex ke baare mein sab jaan liya tha apne college ke seniors aur cousin brothers se, ki sex kya hota hai aur kaise hota. Maine 12th class se hi blue film dekhna start kar diya tha CD’s se. Aur lund hilane ki aadat bhi lag gayi thi.

To hua aisa ki main sauteli nani ke ghar gaya hua tha kuch dino ke liye ghoomne. Waha mujhe dekh kar sab bahut khush hue. Maine sab ke pair pade, aur ghar mein fresh hoke khaana khaane baith gaya. Fir main aur meri mausi baatein karne lage idhar-udhar ki. Mausi ne sab ka haal-chaal poocha aur aise hi baatein karte hue shaam ho gayi. Fir hum dinner kiye aur so gaye.

Next day subha main utha, aur naha-dho ke nashta karne baith gaya. Main sofe pe baith kar nashta kar raha tha. Usi waqt meri mausi ghar mein pocha laga rahi thi. Pocha lagate hue wo mere sofe ke paas aayi, aur kehne lagi-

Mausi: Pair upar karke baith, mere ko yaha se pocha lagana hai.

Usne jaise hi pocha lagane ke liye apni kamar jhukayi aur baith gayi, tab maine uske boobs dekh liye. Ek-dum chhote-chhote boobs the, bilkul lemon ki tarah. Us din subha mausi ne loose t-shirt pehni thi, jisse mujhe uske boobs clearly dikh rahe, aur usne andar sirf kameez pehni thi, bra nahi thi. Mere to hosh hi udd gaye uske boobs dekh kar. Aur main baar-baar uske boobs dekh raha tha.

Idhar mera lund bhi khada hone laga tha ye sab dekh kar, aur main chai nashte pe concentrate nahi kar paa raha tha. Fir achanak meri mausi ne mujhe uske boobs ko ghoorte hue dekh liya, aur wo apni t-shirt theek karke andar chali gayi. Meri to fatt gayi thi, ye soch kar ki wo nani ko ye baat na bata de. Par mausi ne aisa nahi kiya. Uske baad din bhar hamari koi baat nahi hui, aur main 2 din baad wapas ghar aa gaya.

Ab mere college exams the, aur main padhayi mein lag gaya tha. Par mujhe baar-baar mausi ke boobs yaad aa rahe the. Main hamesha uske baare mein soch kar lund hilata rehta tha. Yahi sochta tha ki kaise usko chodu. Ek saal aise hi chala gaya, aur exams ke baad vacations start ho gayi.

Summer vacation mein meri bua ki beti ki shaadi fix ho gayi thi, aur mere nani ke ghar waale bhi aaye the shaadi mein. Sath mein meri mausi bhi aayi hui thi. Meri to maano lottery hi lag gayi. Is baar maine soch liya tha ki chaahe kuch bhi ho, mausi ko to chodna hi tha.

Shaadi ke baad nani log wapas chale gaye, par mausi hamare yaha hi ruk gayi. Kyunki garmi ki chuttiya thi aur unke college ke admission ko abhi time tha. Fir main ghar mein plan banane laga ki kaise mausi ko choda jaye. Kyunki garmi mein sab ghar mein hi hote the, aur mujhe mauka hi nahi milta tha unse zyada baat karne ka, ya akele mein baithne ka.

Din mein bhale hi sab ghar mein rehte ho, par raat mein hum sab terrace par hi sote the. Kyunki raat mein garmi ke dino mein hamare yaha light zyadatar band rehti thi. Par raat mein bhi mujhe mauka nahi mil paa raha tha, kyunki mausi mummy ke paas soti thi, aur main dadi ke paas.

2-3 din aise hi nikal gaye par kuch hua hi nahi. Fir maine dimag lagaya aur ek raat dono beds ko joint kar diye, ye keh kar ki hamare taraf raat mein thandi hawa nahi chalti hai. Isliye ye dono palang maine joint kar diye hai.

Ab isse ye hua ki mummy of dadi ek sath nahi so sakte the, isliye mujhe aur mausi ko un dono ke beech mein sona pada. Main ab bas sab ke sone ka intezaar kar raha tha. Jaise hi dekha ki sab so gaye the, to sabse pehle main washroom gaya toilet karne aur uske baad wapas aake bed par so gaya.

Meri dadi aur mummy gehri neend mein so gaye the, jo unke kharraton se pata chal raha tha. Ab maine thodi himmat karke pehle apni mausi ko hila ke dekha ki kahi wo jaag to nahi rahi thi. jab sure ho gaya ki mausi so rahi thi to main dheere us unke taraf khisak se so gaya.

Fir dheere se unki blanket ke andar maine apna hath dala. Mausi normal jeans aur top pehan ke so rahi thi. Maine blanket ke andar hath le-jaa kar seedhe unki kamar pe dheere se rakha. Unka top sote hue shayad kamar ke upar chala gaya tha, isliye mera hath seedhe unki kamar ko touch hua.

Ye pehli baar tha jab main kisi ki kamar ko touch kar raha tha. Jaise hi kamar se hath touch hua, to meri body mein current sa daud gaya. Meri mausi ki kamar ek-dum chikni-chikni thi. Main dheere-dheere unki kamar pe hath ferta raha, aur unki nabhi se khelta raha. Wo abhi bhi so rahi thi. To main himmat karke apna hath unki kamar se upar le gaya aur bra ki strip pe touch hua. Main halke hath se unke boobs ko bra ke upar se hi dabane laga.

Bas itne hi pressure se dabaya ki wo jaag na sake. Fir main apna hath dobara unki kamar ke paas legaya, aur jeans ke andar daalne ki koshish kari. Par jeans tight thi, isliye hath andar nahi gaya, aur maine zyada zor se koshish bhi nahi ki. Warna mausi jaag jati.

Fir maine unki jeans ki chain kholi, aur waha se ungli unki chut ke paas legaya. Par unhone panty pehni hui thi, isliye panty ke upar se hi unki chut pe ungli se sehlata raha. Aisa karte hue bahut hi maza aa raha tha. Doston kya batau, life mein pehli baar ye sab kar raha tha. Chut mein ungli karte hue maine thodi se ungli adjust kari, aur panty ke andar daalne ki koshish ki, aur usme safal bhi hua.

Unki chut ke baal bahut soft the aur meri ungli un baalon ke beech fass gayi thi. Fir maine ungli unki chut mein se baahar nikali, aur wapas unki kamar pe hath ferne laga. Lekin is baar wo thodi hili aur seedhi ho kar sone lagi. Main thoda darr gaya aur hath baahar nikaal liya.

Thodi wait karne ke baad dobara unki kamar pe hath ferne laga. Is baar unki saanse thodi tez chalne lagi. Shayad wo jaag gayi thi, aur mere hatho ke sparsh ka maza le rahi thi. Main apna hath unke boobs tak le gaya, aur bra ke upar se hi is baar zor-zor se dabane laga. Wo umm umm moan karne lagi.

Shayad mausi ko bhi maza aane laga tha. Mausi ko ab maza aane laga tha. Usne mujhe apni taraf kheencha aur hontho pe kiss karne lag gayi. Mausi shayad bahut garam ho gayi thi, isliye itna wild kiss kar rahi thi. Maine bhi unka bada sath diya.

Unke honth itne pyaare aur soft the ki kya batau. Unke hontho ko poora nichodh liya tha maine. 10 minute tak hum aise hi kiss karte rahe. Fir main top ke andar bra ko hata kar unke boobs dabane laga aur kiss bhi karte raha. Unke soft-soft boobs ko dabate hue unke boobs ko khaane ka mann karne laga. Itna karne ke baad hum so gaye, kyunki ek hi raat mein sab karna possible nahi tha

Baaki story part 2 mein.

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Ahmedabad Gujarat mein koi bhi ladki lady ya unsatisfied woman mujhse contact kar sakti hai. Main unhe satisfy kar sakta hu.

Vidya woke up when the morning sun rays hit her face through the open window. Seeing the windows and drapes open, Vidya got up from Rahul’s embrace. He was still sleeping like a baby. Walking to the windows, she pulled the drapes.

She wondered if any of her neighbours had seen them having sex in the night. She knew that the room was dark and the light was not switched on last night and felt glad. Allowing the boy to sleep, she went to the bathroom and had a good bath.

Vidya wore a saree and came down to the hall. She saw her last night’s clothes on the floor, along with her son’s, which Rahul was wearing. Dropping them in the laundry basket, she went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for her new lover.

She, too, was famished. They had skipped dinner as both were hungry for sex. Lighting the stove, she placed a vessel on it and stood humming a song. She was really in a good mood after a long time as she got what she wanted. Vidya heard footsteps behind her back.

Before she could turn back, strong arms embraced her, cupping her small breasts. She knew it was Rahul when she felt his hard cock poking in her ass.

“What does my baby want now? Does he want his mummy or Aunty now?” Vidya said without turning back.

“I want Mamta now, not Vidya Aunty. I want to fuck my mother now,” Rahul said, keeping his chin on her shoulder, one hand lifting her saree along with the petticoat.

“Mamta won’t come till Monday, baby. What will you do till then?” Vidya said, holding his hand, which was cupping her breast.

“No, I want Mamta only. You will be my Mamta till she comes back,” Rahul said, lifting her saree to her waist and feeling her bare ass cheeks. He was still nude, and his cock was grazing her naked buttocks.

“I don’t have big breasts like your mother. You will have to satisfy yourself with my tiny ones,” Vidya said, laughing.

Pressing his cock between her ass cheeks, gripping the blouse flaps at the top, and pulled it forcefully. Vidya’s blouse came apart, and her small breasts popped out from her blouse as she was not wearing a bra.

“Till Mamta comes back, I will munch on these tiny sweet grapes,” Rahul said, playing with her nipples.

“Are you mocking my breasts, Rahul? Yesterday, you were begging me to show these same tiny grapes. Mine are not grape sized but of an apple and that too ripe ones. Your mom has big mangoes, that too ripe ones, I know,” Vidya said in mock anger.

“Ok, I will eat apple till I get to suck my mom’s mangoes. Even Doc says that apples are good for health. Isn’t it Mamta,” Rahul said, pushing his cock on her ass.

“So my baby wants me to be Mamta till she comes back,” Vidya said, turning back.

Instead of answering her, Rahul pushed her upper body down to the cooking platform. Holding his cock, aimed it at her pussy and penetrated her easily. Vidya observed how effortlessly he entered her. Last night, he was struggling to locate her pussy.

She admired the boy’s guts to take her in her kitchen like he owned her. Spreading her legs wide, making it easy for the novice boy to plunder her pussy. Vidya stood and got ready for the attack on her pussy for the early morning fuck.

Rahul started hammering her pussy and moaned, “Take it, Mamta, take it. Come soon so I can suck and eat your mangoes while I fuck you. Oh, Mamata. Vidya, I love you.”

“Yes, baby. Fuck your mummy, beta,” Vidya screamed while he ploughed her.

Rahul gripped her small breasts firmly. He was going strong on her hapless pussy. He fucked her a few minutes and began shooting in her without giving her any warning. Vidya felt him come in her. She pushed her hips back at him taking his full cock and cum inside her.

Cum was dripping down her legs, and the time stood still, watching the lovers enjoying themselves in the early morning. After ejaculating in her, Rahul pulled his cock and stepped back. Vidya stood up, saree fell back covering her modesty and turned to face her lover.

Holding his cum smeared cock, Vidya kissed his tiny nipples and sucked it. She found that Rahul’s cock was still erect despite cumming in her just now. She wondered at the boy’s agility to stay hard so often. Her friend Mamta will have a good time with her son.

Seeing his tent in his shorts. She had ignited the fire in him talking about his mom’s body. Sucking both his nipples, Vidya kneeled till her face was in line with his cock. She couldn’t resist herself seeing the glistening cock. Vidya licked the piss hole, tasting her lover’s cum for the first time.

She found it tasty, looked up saw Rahul staring down at her with a confused look in his eyes. Opening her mouth wide, she took the head in her mouth and sucked it hard, still looking at the boy. Rahul looked at Vidya in disbelief as she sucked him like a wanton slut.

He wanted to ask her yesterday to give him a blowjob but resisted thinking she won’t oblige and kick him out. Now she was voluntarily sucking his cock like a lollipop. He knew he had hit a jackpot. He could use her body for his pleasures whenever he wished to.

Moreover, he can get his crush, Rajini, if possible. Vidya’s daughter, who was 2 years junior to him.

Placing his hand on her head, Rahul said, ‘Yes, Mamta, suck it. Suck your son’s cock, and allow me to suck your mangoes.” Taking her mouth off the cock Vidya said laughing,” You will get only apples now, beta. You will get mangoes after 2 days only if I persuade your mom.”

“I don’t mind waiting, Vidya. Convince my mom and I will get to eat both apples and mangoes every day,” Rahul said, trying to push his cock back in her mouth.

Biting the head, Vidya said, “What every day? No, I can’t. My kids will be back by Sunday evening. We can’t have sex freely like now. I don’t want to get caught by my kids having sex with you. We will have to be discreet. You will come whenever I call you, understood Rahul.”

“Yes, I know. Now suck my cock like a bitch,” Rahul said, pushing his cock further into her mouth.

Vidya, not knowing what the after-effects of her adultery were, sucked the boy’s cock cupping his hanging balls. After cleaning his cock thoroughly, Vidya stood up and, pushing Rahul, said, “Now go take a bath. I will prepare breakfast. We will eat together. You should be hungry.”

“Yes, I am hungry for my Mamta,” said Rahul, trying to grab her.

“Naughty boy, you will get your Mamta after breakfast only. Now be a good boy and listen to your mummy,” Vidya said, pushing him out of the kitchen.

Grumbling, Rahul went to the bathroom and took a shower while Vidya prepared breakfast. When Rahul came out of the bathroom, he saw a towel and a lungi on the bed. He couldn’t see any underwear. Wrapping lungi across his tummy, he came to the dining hall.

Rahul saw hot idlis served on the table. Vidya was coming from the kitchen with a glass of water. Rahul tried to hug Vidya, who scolded him and said, “Leave me and have breakfast. I already told you whatever you want will be only after breakfast. I am really hungry after taking your poundings last night and in the morning again. Have breakfast, or else I will kick you out.”

Vidya sat on the chair and began to have breakfast quietly without looking at Rahul. Understanding that Vidya was not in a good mood, Rahul, too started eating. Vidya rolled her eyes at Rahul, saw him eating quietly and thought if she was too harsh on him. But he should be controlled, or else he will start dominating her like her husband, she thought.

After a few minutes, both had finished their breakfast. Vidya asked Rahul to wash his hands on the plate, which he did. He was afraid to talk to her, thinking she might get angry. Vidya washed her hand and wiped it using the edge of her saree pallo. She stood up and saw Rahul trying to wipe his hand on the lungi.

Vidya took her pallo off her shoulder and offered it to Rahul to wipe his hands. Taking the pallo, Rahul, wiping his hands, stared at Vidya’s blouse. She had tied her blouse with a safety pin. He had torn the hooks in the kitchen while trying to mount her from behind.

He saw her cleavage and fair skin chest, sides of her boobs trying to pop out from the blouse flaps. His cock, which was sleeping after taking a bath, woke up, making a tent on the lungi.

Holding the top of her blouse, pulling Vidya towards him, he said, “Breakfast is over. Shall we go to your bedroom or do it here like last night, Vidya.”

“Nowadays, boys have no patience. All they think is about sex always. Go to the room and wait for me. I will clean the kitchen, prepare lunch and come. We need to eat in the afternoon. I don’t think you will give me time to cook lunch once I come to the bedroom,” Vidya said, trying to get his hand off her blouse.

“How long will you take to come, Vidya?” Rahul said, gripping her breast and pressing it.

“Just 30 minutes baby. I will cook rice and sambhar. I know you are impatient to fuck your mummy, not your Aunty Vidya. Wait for your mummy like a good boy,” Vidya said, pulling her pallo from his hand.

“Give me some incentive, and I will wait for you, Darling,” Rahul said, tweaking her nipple inside her blouse with his fingers.

“Hmm, darling. Ok, ask what you want, my horny devil,” Vidya said, roaming her hand on his hairy chest and playing with his nipples.

“Kiss me like my lover, not as my Aunt darling. Yesterday, we didn’t kiss properly,” Rahul said, taking his face close to hers.

“Is that all? Come, I will kiss you like your mom. You are so tall, my toes were hurting trying to reach your lips when we kissed last night,” Vidya said, standing on her toes to reach his mouth.

Rahul looked at her, struggling to reach him, and released her blouse. Holding her hips, Rahul lifted Vidya off the floor and placed her on the edge of the table. Her pallo was on the floor, cupping her face in his palms. Rahul took his lips close to hers and waited for her to make the first contact.

Vidya’s lips were shivering when she saw Rahul’s lips close to hers and his breath on her face. Sweat beads were formed on her upper lip. Closing her eyes, Vidya pressed her soft lips on Rahul’s. She pulled him towards her, holding his neck.

Rahul, feeling her soft lips, opened his mouth and prodded her to open her lips with his tongue. Getting the cue, Vidya parted her lips and sucked his tongue in her mouth, saliva getting exchanged. Rahul cupped her face, sucked her upper lip, tasting her sweat.

Both started kissing like there was no tomorrow. Both their lips were crushed, tongues fighting each other, trying to outdo each other. Both were breathing heavily through their nose. Rahul was trying to chew her soft, tender lips. Vidya pushed her tongue into Rahul’s mouth, which he sucked greedily.

Rahul had taken both her lips along with her tongue and sucked like he was sucking it like a mango. Vidya was not able to breathe, placing her hands pushed him away, taking her swollen lips off his. Rahul stepped back and looked at her reddened lips.

Vidya got down from the dining table and said, “You had your wish; now go to my room and wait.” Picking up the plates from the table, she went to the kitchen.

Rahul went to her bedroom and threw the lungi. He slept on the bed naked with his cock pointing towards the ceiling. Ten minutes later, he drifted to sleep as he was tired and was feeling good after having a good breakfast. Meanwhile, Vidya prepared lunch and cleaned the vessels.

Locking the main door, she came to her bedroom. She saw Rahul sleeping on the bed with his head towards the room door. Sitting on the bed beside him, saw his cock lying on his thighs, which was flaccid now. Finally, I got to see his soft cock, Vidya thought.

So she has to get him hard if she wants to get fucked. Removing the safety pin from the blouse and baring her breasts, Vidya bent her body. She brought her hanging breasts over his face, sharp nipples poking on his face. She rubbed her soft breasts on his face, trying to wake him up, but he was still sleeping.

Hovering over his face, she placed her right nipple between his open mouth. Still, there was no response from him. Keeping her nipple on his lips, Vidya stretched her left hand and caught his cock. Suddenly her nipple was sucked into Rahul’s warm mouth.

He was pulling it down, stretching her breasts flesh. She felt his cock hardening in her hand and knew Rahul was awake. Trying to pull her nipple from his mouth, which was being mauled badly. She said,” Naughty boy. You are awake. Stop pulling my nipple, baby. Do you want to fuck or just suck my breasts?”

Still holding her nipple in his mouth, Rahul mumbled, “Fuck me while I suck your tits, Vidya.”

“Don’t chew my breasts. Suck it gently like a baby. Let me remove my saree, and mummy will ride and fuck you,” Vidya said, trying to remove her saree knot near her navel.

Rahul stopped her, holding the saree bottom. He lifted it along with the petticoat, baring her pussy along with her legs and thighs. Bunching the dress near her midriff, Rahul mumbled again, “Now fuck me, mummy.”

Grumbling, Vidya sat on his thighs, straddling him, with her upper body bending down. Rahul was still sucking her nipple. Raising her ass off his thighs, Vidya was still holding his erect cock pointed at her pussy hole.

Looking into his eyes, Vidya said,” Mummy is going to take you inside her, baby.” She lowered her body, taking his cock in her inch by inch. The penetration was easy as she was well lubricated. Her pussy swallowed all his 9 inches effortlessly.

This was the first time she had taken him fully inside her. She felt being filled up completely with his thick and long cock. Rahul placed his hands on her ass and tried pushing her down to enter more in her. He didn’t know that he had hit her cervix, spreading her pussy wide open.

The 40-year-old widow felt like she had accomplished the major desire of her spice-less sex life. Without moving her hips, Vidya kissed Rahul’s forehead in affection and said, “Are you satisfied fucking mummy baby? Look, you have entered your mummy’s sacred hole and filled her.”

Taking his lips off her breasts, Rahul said, beaming, “Thank you, mummy, for allowing your son inside you.”

Holding his cheeks, Vidya said, “So you got your wish. Shall I go now, beta?”

Pressing her fleshy buttocks down onto his cock, Rahul said, “You are not allowed to take my cock from your pussy till evening, mummy. I want you to fuck me all day long.”

“OMG, you want mummy to fuck you all day. You will split my pussy apart today, then. Let me see how long you are going to stay hard and erect inside, mummy,” said Vidya. She looked up and got the shock of her life.

Vidya’s 19-year-old son, Rishi, was standing at the foot of the bed watching the lovers talking dirty and fucking like newly wedded.

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I live in a joint family consisting of myself, my parents, my uncle, my aunt, my grandma and my cousin sister. This incident happened when I was 19 years old.

My father had a stable job and thus could afford some luxuries like a car, outings, a vacation home and so on. My uncle, on the other hand, has his own business of garments. Unfortunately, it was not doing well. He had taken multiple loans, and they were due for payment.

My uncle’s Honda City car got taken away by the bank as he could not pay the EMIs. But somehow, he got it back from the bank within two weeks by paying off the loan and interest.

I got suspicious of how they could repay the loan within two weeks. His business had not been doing great lately. I confirmed with my parents if they paid it off, but they had not.

One day, when I was casually surfing the internet, I saw that my Chachi’s MMS video was on sale on a website. I got curious and purchased the video for Rs. 1500. The video contained my uncle and aunt having sex. I got furious. How could my uncle record sex with my aunt and sell it online?

Angry, I went straight to my aunt to confront her about my uncle’s actions taken to repay the loans. I barged into my aunt’s room, where she was alone and yelled, “Chachi, do you know how Chachu is repaying the loans? He is leaking your sex MMS videos. Here, take a look…”

I showed the video to my aunt, and she was shocked (or so I thought). Before she could say anything, my uncle entered the room and said, “Beta, why are you shouting? What happened?”

“Chachaji, I have something to show you…” I was about to give him my mobile phone to show the MMS video. But my aunt snatched the phone and said, “He does not want to show you anything. Aren’t you getting late for your meeting?”

“Yes, I am, but what was he showing?”

“Nothing, something private between Chachi and Bhatija. You go for your meeting and take your time to come back. I will deal with him.”

My uncle left soon for his meeting, leaving me and my aunt alone in the room. She quickly closed the door and shouted at me, “What was the need to show that video to your uncle?”

“But I needed to confront him for selling your sex videos…”

“I made those videos and sold them for lakhs!”

“But why Chachiji?”

“We need to repay the loans badly, and money does not grow on trees.”

“What if Chachu finds out?”

“He won’t unless you bark in front of him.”

“Chachiji, I wish I could help you out of this. But you know I am studying, and I am not earning so…”

My aunt got closer towards me, putting her hands on my hands and said, “Beta, you can be of help.”

“I am ready to help you, Chachiji. How can I help you?”

“Let’s make some MMSs together.”

“I don’t understand!”

“Chutiye, don’t be so naive. Let’s fuck and make more videos.”

“Eww! No. Chachiji, that’s disgusting! Why don’t you continue making videos with Chachu if you want?”

“Lavde, I can only make one or two videos with him in a week. But with you, imagine how many MMS videos I can make and sell! I can easily clear all the loans.”

“But still no Chachiji. This is bad.”

“What bad, bhosdike? If I make videos with someone from the family, is it not better than making videos with a stranger? Will you not fuck me to save your family’s reputation.”

My aunt came closer to me and gave me a big kiss and said, “See! I kissed you, and nothing bad happened. Sex between an aunt and nephew is not bad, darling. We are doing it for some money, for your Chachu. I will buy you the latest iPhone with the money that we earn.”

I was still confused, but my aunt’s kiss and watery eyes sealed the deal. I wanted her to get the money and not lose respect in the society. “Fine, Chachiji, I will sleep with you to make the MMS videos. But this ends as soon as you pay off the loans.”

“Oh, sure, baby. But what if we fall in love?”

My aunt came closer to me and gave me a big hug. Her melons were rubbing against my body. I so wished I could hit the record button and start fucking her right on her bed. But I had to go to college. There was an important submission which I had almost forgotten about.

My aunt kissed me goodbye and said, “Baby, you finish off with your college. We will make the video in the afternoon on your return. Don’t worry. This Chachi will be gentle with her bhatija.”

Unknown to us, my cousin (& my aunt’s daughter) Priya was standing outside. Priya is 23 years old. Priya looked at her Mom and said, “What video, Mom?”

“Nothing, Priya, I was just asking him to make my video for Instagram reels.”

“Hmm, I smell some khichdi cooking up between this Chachi and bhatija!”

“No, there’s nothing between us…”

“Mom, I just saw you kiss him, and that was a big kiss.”

“What do you want to keep quiet, Priya?”

“So there is indeed something happening! Let me see.”

All of a sudden came closer to me and started locking her lips on mine. I was enjoying it, and our kiss grew stronger.

Priya said, “Mom, now I get it. He’s a good kisser. I want to spend more time with him but I have to go to the hill station with my boyfriend. I will be back on Monday morning. Mom, you give me 10k bucks to keep quiet.”

My aunt had no option but to pay her 10 thousand rupees, and Priya left us. I was glad Priya did not react badly to my physical relationship with her mother and accepted it.

I went to my college, thinking about what it would be like fucking my aunt and possibly Priya. My teacher caught me daydreaming and asked me about my submission. Unfortunately, I could not complete the assignment and asked the teacher for some more time.

She was angry and called me to her cabin. Whatever happened in the cabin and after that is covered in another story

I gladly returned home, thinking how lucky I had become in one day. My aunt welcomed me at the door. She was wearing a pink salwar kameez and holding a glass of chocolate milk. She made me drink the chocolate milk from her own hands.

With a little bit of anger on her face, she said, “Beta, where have you been? Chal, let’s do it first. I am too excited.” She grabbed my hand and started taking me to her room. It felt like a fairy taking me to heaven. But we were stopped by my Mom, who saw us.

She asked with a confused face, “Where are you taking my son, Swati Bhabhi? And why?”

“Offo Maya Bhabhi, I was getting bored, so I wanted to play some games with my nephew, like chor-police, doggy-monkey, cowgirl/boy, etc.”

“I’d love to join you guys, but I have to go to my Mom’s place for a week. Maybe sometime later. Why don’t you play it in the living room?”

“Oh, Bhabhi, it can only be played in bed and it is two players only.”

“Beta, learn the games from Chachi, and we will play it when I return.”

My Mom left the house. My aunt and I started laughing out loud. “Chachiji, what was this? Chor-police, doggy-monkey, cowgirl/boy? What am I supposed to do when my Mom returns and demands to play these games with me?”

“We will see it then. Come with me now and enjoy the moment.”

We entered her room, and she locked the door. There was no going back, and my heart was pumping hard. My aunt relaxed me with her warm hugs. She had already set up the camera on the tripod for recording.

I asked, “Chachiji, are you sure you want to do this? There is no going back later.”

“Yes, baba! I am hitting the record button, and you do as I say.”

“Okay, Chachi.”

She hit the record button and started undressing herself. When she threw her pink salwar kameez on the floor, I realised what a bomb my aunt was. Her melons were soft and big and round. Her silky golden hair was all open and flying in the air.

She then proceeded to remove my clothes and kissed me gently. She was my guru, and I was going to obey her orders. With her calm hand, she laid me on the bed and gave a few strokes to my dick to make it hard. She lubricated it with her saliva and positioned herself onto me.

Within a moment, we were connected, and the transfer of love started happening between us. As she rode up and down like a cowgirl riding a unicorn, I started sensing butterflies inside me. She was looking at me and smiling the whole time. I could not believe that I would get so close to my aunt.

She held my hands and started going up and down more vigorously. Both of us were moaning loudly. I finally cum inside her. It was our unprotected sex. My aunt assured me that it wasn’t a problem as she had hit menopause.

As we were lying on the bed, I said, “I enjoyed it, Chachi. What about you?”

“I, too, had fun playing with you. 20 minutes is not bad for the first time. I am sure with practice, you will fuck me for hours. Let me grab the camera and share the video with my guy.”

She shared our sex video and, within a few minutes, received fifty thousand. We dressed up quickly and came out of the room together smiling to be shocked to see my grandma standing outside. Maybe she listened to our loud moans and came to know of our affair!

What happens next will be shared in the sequel to this story. Please give your suggestions in the comments below.