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I have been running on empty for what feels like forever, buried under a mountain of work and deadlines that never seem to end. So, I made a decision – a week off to escape the suffocating grip of routine, to explore the sun-kissed beaches of Goa, and perhaps rediscover the spark that had faded in the monotony of daily life.

Mounted on my trusty bike a classic 350, I rode along the winding roads of Karnataka to reach Goa, the wind whipping through my hair and the scent of salt lingering in the air. The road stretched out before me like an open invitation, promising adventure and escape.

But it wasn’t until I stopped at a quaint little restaurant for lunch neat Vagator. The place was crowded, every table filled with chatter and laughter. Desperate for a moment of solitude, I scanned the room for an empty seat, but to no avail. And then, I saw her – a woman sitting alone at a table near the window, her gaze lost in thought. With a hesitant smile, I approached her.

“Mind if I share your table?” I asked, hoping my intrusion wouldn’t be unwelcome.

She looked up, her eyes meeting mine with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. “Not at all,” she replied, gesturing to the empty seat across from her.

As we sat in companionable silence, waiting for our food to arrive, we began to talk. She was a 35-year-old mom, with curves in all the right places. Her confidence and warmth radiated from her, and despite her slightly fuller figure, she exuded an undeniable attractiveness that drew me in. Our conversation flowed effortlessly like two old friends catching up after years apart. We spoke of our lives, our dreams, and the burdens we carried on our shoulders.

I learned that her name was Lakshmi, and she was also married, seeking solace from the pressures of family and a job. As the hours passed and the sun dipped low on the horizon, the conversation took a more intimate turn. We spoke of our desires, our regrets, and the forbidden fantasies that lingered in the depths of our minds.

Despite the taboo nature of our connection, we couldn’t deny the pull we felt towards each other. There was an undeniable chemistry between us, a spark that ignited with each shared confession and lingering touch.

And so, when the time came to part ways, neither of us wanted to say goodbye. With a silent understanding, we exchanged numbers, knowing full well the risks we were taking.

In the day that followed, we continued to talk, our conversations growing more intimate with each passing text. We shared our hopes and fears, our deepest secrets laid bare in the dim glow of our phone screens.

After our chance encounter in the restaurant, Lakshmi and I decided to extend our time together. We explored the hidden corners of Goa, hand in hand, our laughter echoing through the narrow streets and bustling markets.

With each passing moment, our bond grew stronger. We spoke of our hopes and dreams, our fears and insecurities, laying bare our souls.

But beneath the surface, there was a tension – a recognition of the forbidden nature of our courtship, and the risks we were taking by indulging in our desires. Yet, we couldn’t bring ourselves to care. In each other’s arms, we found solace from the pressures of our daily lives.

As the sun dipped low on the horizon, casting a warm golden glow over the landscape, we found ourselves drawn back to the beach where it all began. We sat side by side, watching as the waves crashed against the shore, lost in the beauty of the moment.

And as the last rays of sunlight disappeared beyond the horizon, we knew that our time together was drawing to a close. We came to my room to spend the night together. We both were very aware of our looks and undressing this felt very surreal to be with someone who we didn’t know. We were not able to look into each other’s eyes for a while the taboo was in the air.

Finally, we overcame it and started to get comfortable and undressed each other. Things changed from slow to wind and within no time, we were in the sheets. She slowly started giving me a blowjob and the monster in me woke up. I started forcing her head and fucking the married Indian woman’s mouth. She was gasping for air and was not comfortable. But I kept mouth fucking her until I cummed in and she drank half and spat half out.

We started to discuss our partners and their sexual likes and dislikes and what we have tried and not tried with our partners. This conversation made us horny for each other

Then I started to finger fuck and lick her married pussy. She was not able to take it as it was very rare for her to get foreplay and climax soon. Then I turned her to fuck. Since we dint had a condom, I had no choice but to fuck her ass.

So I pushed my dick into her ass forcefully and she was crying in pain. But I kept pushing mercilessly and after a few minutes, she settled. Later I was pumping her hard and after some time, I cummed inside her ass, which started leaking after a few minutes. We then rested for a few hours.

When I woke up, I looked at her sleeping. I held her hair and started mouth fucking her again. She was more comfortable this time after cumming hard. I gave her one more oral until she was done.

The next day, she had her train back home. With a heavy heart, we said our goodbyes, knowing that our own world and people awaited us.

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So, that’s my hot sexual experience in Goa. I am in Goa for a few days and if anyone wants to get in touch, mail me at [email protected]

Hi, this is Dhruv again with the continuation of the next part of ‘My Slutty Family.’

So in the previous part, you read how my wife played with mine and my son’s dick. This part continues how they tasted each other and fucked as lovers do for the first time. Rohan’s dream was fulfilled to fuck his hot sexy Mom.

Rohan started pressing her boobs at once with both his hands. Her nipples poked up when he brought her two boobs together. He licked her dark brown nipples. My wife moaned, “Aah, Rohan.”

It made Rohan get more aggressive. The licking in no time became biting her hard nipples. Ranjitha had her hand over Rohan’s head and moaned louder.

“Ah, eat, son, eat your Mom’s boobs. Be gentle while biting, son. Your Mom has never been bitten this hard. My nipples are so sensitive, son,” she said in a sexy husky tone.

Sheela was watching all of this from outside. She could see her brother’s semi-hard dick hanging over the top of her Mom’s pussy. It was shining with all her juices. She noticed his dick tip touching her Mom’s pussy while he bent to reach her boobs with his mouth.

Her Mom’s moaning was so sexy and making her horny too. Rohan after savouring his Mom’s boobs. He asked his Mom, “You have the most amazing boobs. I love to have them in my mouth all the time.”

My wife rubbed his hair and said, “They are all yours, son. Who doesn’t want someone who uses them very well.” Rohan licked the bottom of her boobs. He went down, licking her body with his tongue out till his tongue slipped into her navel hole.

He heard his Mom moaning as his tongue dug into her navel. He gripped his hand over her boobs while his tongue went all around in circles. He was satisfied licking and fucking his Mom’s navel with his tongue. It’s time for him to taste his Mom’s sweet pot.

He moved down and felt her soft, shaved abdomen over his nose. He ran his nose all over her abdomen, then moved it further down, and a hard, sweet smell hit his nose. It was his Mom’s sexy pussy smell. It was all wet and licking with the tension. What will her son do to it?

Rohan brought out his tongue and just licked the top of her pussy line. My wife arched her back as her son’s tongue played over her pussy. She moaned, “Aah, Rohan, eat it. Eat your Mom’s pussy like a good boy. I cannot wait.”

Rohan was waiting for her to beg him, and then he made sure his tongue pierced her pussy, digging the depth of it. My wife was moaning and getting the pleasure of her lifetime. Her son’s tongue hit her clit.

She couldn’t hold herself and squirted her juices. She remained like that for some time. Rohan did not stop drinking all her juices and licking her pussy till his Mom was back to her senses. Once Ranjitha came to her senses and saw her son still licking her, she pulled him up.

She kissed his lips and said, “You are the best among all the sexual partners that I had till now. You played with my pussy, and you are the best licker I have got.” She reached for his dick which was hanging and hard. She pushed herself lower to make her pussy touch his dick.

Rubbing his dick over her pussy she moaned, “Fuck me, son, fuck your Mom like no one ever fucked me. I will be the biggest slut for your dick.” They kissed, and Rohan made sure his dick was in her pussy while they were still kissing.

Once 3/4th of his dick was in, he could feel the tightness around his dick tip. He made his Mom sleep on the bed. He raised her two hands and placed them over her head. Now he could see her shaved underarms and her boobs clearly. He pulled his dick out a little and pushed it in completely.

Ranjitha screamed as his huge dick reached the place that no one had ever explored. Rohan was amazed to feel the tightness of his Mom’s pussy. He also liked the way her boobs bounced as he pushed his dick in. He started to fuck her with slow hard strokes listening to his Mom’s moans.

He was loving the way his Mom was moaning as he fucked her. He increased the force and now fucking her in quick movements. It made Ranjitha moan louder, and it made it so hot. Ranjitha had her legs around her son.

She made sure she raised her ass off the bed to meet the hard stroke of her son’s dick. She is also tightening her pussy to feel her son’s hardness in her. Sheela was watching everything that was going on in the room.

Being a naughty girl, she could not resist herself from pulling her pants down. She did it along with her panties. Placing her leg on the chair over there, she had her two fingers into her pussy.

It was a new feeling for her to watch live sex and fingering herself. Meanwhile, Ranjitha came again on her son’s dick, and it made Rohan’s dick more sloppy. He placed his Mom’s legs on his shoulders now and continued to drill her pussy harder.

He wanted to fuck her in all the positions. But again, there was a danger that someone could come home. So he started fucking with great speed. His Mom just laid there with the huge back-to-back orgasms.

As he was about to cum, Rohan pulled out his dick and sprayed his juices above her pussy and all over her boobs. Sheela cum when her Mom got the orgasm. She left to her room to wash herself.

Once done, Rohan left his Mom there on the bed nude. He started to walk to his room after collecting his wet shorts from the floor. Sheela was waiting near the stairs. She saw her brother coming out of the room nude with a hanging dick.

She smiled at him, knelt and took his dick. She licked all the juices clean and got up. She asked her brother, “So your dream got fulfilled?” Rohan nodded his head in happiness. Sheela asked him. “Who has got the best pussy among us?”

Rohan smiled and said, “You have the tightest pussy, sister.” They kissed and went back to their rooms.

Hope you liked how my son fucked my wife and daughter’s pussies. I hope you loved the experience. Keep waiting for the parts to come. Let me know if anything is missing at [email protected].

Friends next part lekar aaya hu, to start ho jao sab.

Jaise ki last part mein bola ki maa ke sath touch hone se pehle hi mera khada ho chuka tha. Mujhe pata tha aaj fir sath soyenge, kyunki kambal to nikala nahi tha. Maine aaj patla lower pehna tha. Main chaahta tha aaj ache se maa ko mera lund feel ho.

Fir maine waise hi kiya. Maa ke sath chipak kar maine mera khada lund maa ki gaand mein laga diya. Maa kuch boli nahi. Main hath bhi boobs ke bilkul paas rakh ke so gaya.

Ab next day mera off tha, to main kaafi late utha. Uth kar chai peete hue tv on kara. Maine socha kyun na aaj kuch alag karu. Maine tv par hindi songs wala channel laga diya. Usme kaafi new songs aa rahe the. Jisme ladkiyan kaafi kam kapde pehne hue dance kar rahi thi.

Main ye sab dekh raha tha. Maa ne mujhe dekha par normal hi behave kiya. Main aaram se songs sunta raha thodi der. Fir kuch time baad maa bhi mere bagal mein aa kar baith gayi, aur tv dekhne lagi.

Mom: Beta koi achi movie nahi aa rahi kya?

Rohan: Nahi maa koi achi movie nahi aa rahi, sab bekaar hai.

Kuch der baad Sunny Leone ka song aaya baby doll wala.

Mom: Ye song to kaafi famous hua tha na?

Rohan: Haa maa wo to Sunny Leone ke naam se hi chal gaya. ( main thoda open hone ki koshish kar raha tha maa ke sath).

Mom: Haa pata hai mujhe. Log to jaise pagal ho chuke hai iske song par.

Rohan: Haa maa, sab pagal hai iske peeche.

Aise hi idhar-udhar ki baatein hone lagi, aur songs chalte rahe. Kuch der baad.

Mom: Rohan ye itne chhote kapde hi kyun pehan kar dance karti hai?

Rohan: Maa ab to sab aise hi chalta hai. Jo sab log dekhna pasand karte hai, sab movies mein waisa hi dikhate hai.

Maa inko to ache paise milte hai, ye sab karne aur chhote kapdon mein body dikhane ke.

Mom: Haa ye to hai ki ye sab paise ke liye hota. Apni izzat sab utaar deti hai.

Kuch time baad dopahar ko main so gaya thodi neend poori karne ke liye. Shaam ko utha to dekha maa tv dekh rahi thi crime petrol. Main maa ke paas jaa kar baith gaya.

Mom: Uth gaya beta, chai piyega kya?

Rohan: Haa maa bana lo.

Maa chai banane chali gayi, main tv dekhne laga crime petrol. Acha episode aa raha tha. Ab crime petrol waale bhi kaafi bold dikhane lage hai. Maine socha channel change karu, par fir maine socha ki ye to maa ne khud hi lagaya tha, to main kyun change karu. Maine wahi laga rehne diya.

Kuch hi der mein maa chai lekar aayi. Fir wo mere sath baith kar tv dekhne lagi. Usme kuch scenes aa rahe the, jisme koi married aurat kisi aur ke sath relation mein hoti hai. Hum dono tv dekhte hue chai pee rahe the. Maine socha maa ko kambal ka bol ke dekhta hu.

Rohan: Maa wo kambal nikaalna hai kya abhi?

Rohan: Nahi beta thodi der baad nikaal lete hai. Abhi kitchen mein kaam hai.

Rohan: Theek hai maa.

Shaam ko kuch der main baahar chala gaya friends se milne. Jab wapas aaya to 8 baj rahe the. Maa dinner bana rahi thi. Kareeb 9 baje hamne dinner kiya, aur fir chai ka mann hua.

Rohan: Maa thodi chai banao na, peene ka mann ho raha.

Mom: Theek hai beta, bana deti hu.

Maa kitchen mein gayi, aur maine tv pe songs chala diye. Chai peete hue songs chal rahe the. Itne mein 10:30 ho gaye. Maine room mein aa kar change kiya. Aaj maine firse patla sa lower pehan liya. Kitchen ka kaam khatam karke maa room mein aayi to maa boli-

Mom: Arre kambal ka to bhool hi gaye ab kya kare? Main to kaafi thak gayi hu.

Rohan: Maa koi baat nahi ab itne din nahi nikala to ek din aur aise hi so jaate hai.

Mom: Beta ab poora week tera office hai. Ab to next jab off hoga tera us din hi nikaal payege.

Rohan: Ye baat bhi hai.

Mom: Ab koi baat nahi Rohan. Tab tak main apne bete ke sath to so hi sakti hu na (aankh maar kar)?

Rohan: Haa maa, aap chaaho to kitne din chaaho so sakti ho. Mujhe koi pareshani nahi (Maine bhi aankh maar di).

Main to us time bahut hi khush ho gaya. Fir maa aur main chipak kar let gaye. Mera lund aaj fir maa ki gaand pe lag raha tha. Maine socha aaj kyun na hath ko kahi aur rakhu, aur maine apna hath uske boobs par rakh diya. Maa bhi shayad ab meri harkat ko notice karne lagi thi.

Maine socha ki ab next sunday tak ka time tha. Uske baad kambal nikaal lenge hum. To jo karna hai abhi karna hoga. Mujhe nahi pata tha main kya karna chaahta tha. Maa ke sath sex ka soch kar ajeeb lagta tha. Main itna bhi chaahta tha ki kuch aur zyada ho.

Ab next day jab main utha, maine socha aaj kuch aur alag karu. Maine aaj tv par youtube on kara, aur hindi romantic songs chala diye.

Songs aise lagaye jinme bikini scene aur kissing scene ho. Maa chai lekar aayi aur tv par aise scene dekh kar meri taraf gaur se dekhi.

Maa ne bina kuch bole mere sath baith kar chai pee aur songs dekhti rahi. Mera to soch-soch kar lund khada ho gaya ki maa aise gande scene dekh rahi thi. Par mujhe kuch bol nahi rahi hai.

Ab mera daily ka routine ban gaya tha yahi. Roz subha taiyaar hone ke sath-sath youtube par bold songs laga leta, aur shaam ko maa ke sath hi thodi der crime petrol dekhne laga. Main maa ke sath open hone ki koshish karne laga.

3 din nikal gaye, aur usi raat ki baat hai. Khaana khaa kar sone ke liye bed pe aaya.

Thodi der baad mom bhi kitchen ka kaam khatam karke sone ke liye aa gayi, aur bed par let gayi. Aaj maa kuch alag lag rahi thi.

Maa ne aaj patli si kurti pehni hui thi. Fir jab maa ke sath chipak kar maine apna hath unke boobs par rakha, to mujhe ehsaas hua ki wow, maa ne aaj bra nahi pehni thi.

Kuch der mera hath maa ke boobs par raha, to mujhe unke nipple mehsoos hue. Nipples halke hard lag rahe the. Mera to lund poora akad chuka tha, jo maa ko apni gaand par zaroor feel ho raha hoga. Magar maa kuch boli nahi.

Mujhe unke nipple kaafi hard feel ho rahe the. Mera lund to jaise maa ki gaand mein ghusne ko tayaar tha.

To be continued.

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As she was about to leave the bed, I pulled her and planted a kiss while squeezing her 34D cups. She pulled my ears with a smug face. She asked if I would like to smoke. I nodded yes.

Anjali – I think you need to eat something before you devour your next target.

Me – Yes, but who is she?

Anjali (with a beautiful smile) – She will be revealed gradually.

I stayed on the bed; my cock was not done yet. Due to the effect of Viagra, it was still maintaining its stiffness, though it was wearing down with time. I gulped a bit of the old monk to quench my thirst. I could hear the utensils banging in her kitchen.

She came back naked and pulled a gown from her wardrobe. I was still looking at the fleshy curve that gave me a pleasure I could never forget. She took her phone with her. I was sniffing her bra while giving her a naughty look.

Anjali- I made a chicken sandwich this morning. (before I came to her place) Would you like that?

Me- Ya-ya, definitely.

She went back and came with two hot chicken sandwiches. She handed me the delicious sandwich. I was munching on them without even caring about her.

5–6 minutes later, her phone rang. She was sitting beside me, picked up the call, and answered, “OK, he is gathering proteins to fill you up.”

I was still in doubt. Who is she? Have I met her before? Will she be as good as Anjali? Is she her friend? How old is she? I, out of curiosity, asked her, How old is she?

Anjali: She is a bit older than me, has breasts as big as coconuts, is taller than me, and has two kids.

Me: So, when will I get to see her?

Anjali: There’s a catch. You don’t get to see her; she has a fantasy of being fucked by strangers, who will also never know who they fucked.

Me- What? No way. I need to know who she is.

Anjali- You have to guess. One hint. You have seen her, and you know her.

Me – It is Dipti, but isn’t she out with the two kids?

Anjali- Keep guessing.

The doorbell rang. It was hers. Anjali left to open the door, but before that, she pulled a scarf out and tied it to my eyes. I held my posture on the bed and stayed put.

I could hear giggles coming from the other side of the bedroom door. I was naked. I just had a blanket to cover my privates.

In my head, I was looking very foolish. I waited like that for another 10 minutes. My mind kept guessing and wondering who it could be. I was anxious and happy at the same time to be able to fuck two vaginas.

I heard footsteps approaching, but it was different; it had a ringing sound, the sound of anklets. It was obviously not Anjali. The door opened, and I heard Anjali speaking, “Make sure you guys enjoy it to the fullest.”

The door closed. I asked, “I know you don’t want to disclose your identity. But won’t it ignite more passion in me if I could know your stats?”

She came very near my cheeks and whispered, “The thing is, you have never heard me, but you have seen me. Keep guessing, and once you guess, then only you will be allowed to remove the scarf.”

Me- Sure, that’s a game I want to participate in. She pulled my blanket down. At that moment, Anjali came inside and asked us if we needed that half bottle of Old Monk.

The milf immediately replied, “Yes, please. I would like to have it before I fuck him.”

Anjali took a few sips while the milf started to kiss my chest. She had wet lips. She placed her hands on my shoulder and started to lick my neck and chest. It was sensual; I was getting aroused.

Anjali lit a cigarette and gave us a puff. Then Anjali kissed my cheeks and said, “I am arranging a full night for us. Don’t use all your energy on her.”

Anjali left the room, and I heard the door getting shut. While leaving, she said, “You have an hour; after that, he is mine.”

The milf started kissing me on the lips. She was sucking my lips. I reciprocated by kissing her thick lips. I had urges to bite her lips, though I controlled them.

After about 5–7 minutes, we broke the kiss. She sat on my lap. She was wearing bangles. Now, she took my hand and placed them on her hips. She was thick. She was heavy.

Me: Tell me your stats…

Milf—I don’t know. I wear a big bra to hold my jugs.

I thought about which one of Anjali’s friends or neighbours I had seen with big tits.

She continued – I have a big ass, a big virgin ass. I was last fucked about 2 years ago. I have two kids.

I started to pinch her hips. My palm rolled over her belly; her navel was deep, and she was moaning a bit. She had an aroma—a sweet one.

I asked her, What are you wearing?

Milf – Saree, blouse, and panty.

Me—No bra?

Milf—no, I came prepared. Anjali told me you can get aggressive in bed.

I laughed and nodded. My palms were reaching the base of the boobs. She didn’t resist. I asked her to remove the saree and sit on my lap. She immediately did. Now, I pulled the blouse down from the left shoulder and started to plant some kisses.

Her hair was not tied. I grabbed her hair with my right palm and pulled to assert my dominance. She placed her left hand on my hip and her right hand on my shoulder.

I was licking her neck and shoulder bone up to the sternum, where I felt her mighty cleavage pressing my tongue. I let go of her hair and put my right palm on my huge, big tits.

I gave her a squeeze, and she moaned. Both hands started to unhook her blouse from the front. She gasped, and I was kissing and licking her tits. I was searching for the areola, and I found it. It was pointy.

I started to suck on those. In the meantime, I pushed her on her back. I got on top of her. Her pointy areolas were being pinched, sucked, and flicked.

In this action, my blindfold scarf came a bit loose. I noticed she is not fair-skinned. She understood and readjusted my blindfold by saying, “No cheating, ok.” I just guessed she might be 36 D The bigger, the better.

I told her to open her pants and give them to me. She started blowing me with her sweet, honey-tasting mouth. My cock was throbbing inside her mouth’s warmth. Her pussy was filled with her aromas. She doesn’t seem to be good at giving blowjobs. So I held her head and adjusted my pace with her thrust.

After 10 minutes, I was ready to cum. She wanted to have a taste. I unloaded inside her mouth. I pulled her onto me. I rested my back on the bed frame, and she sat on my lap. She was grinding my cock as she was moving up and down.
She was dripping on me.

I held her tightly. She adjusted the tip of my cock. I pushed slightly by sitting. It was not going in. Her pussy was tight; she hadn’t used it for 2 years.

I touched the tip of my cock on her pussy and started rubbing. She remembered and put a condom on my cock. I asked her to kiss me. She leaned, her hair tinkled my chest, and I started to suck her tongue. As we were in this act, I pushed the tip of my cock.

She screamed but was contained due to my kissing. She was panting and gasping for air. I pushed the rest inside her. She pressed on my chest and let out a scream. I waited and asked her to remove the blindfold. She was hesitant. So I said, “You are the maid; your anklets, I know, game over.”

She removed the blindfold, tears of pain in her eyes. I was looking at her for the first time, totally naked. She was dusky, had a bit of oily hair, and had dark areolas and dark-shaved pussy. She was startled at the fact that I recognized her from the anklet.

Later, I got to know she was 36DD-32-34. She was fuck-worthy. She was starved for fuck. She looked mesmerizing. She had vermillions on her forehead, which means she was cheating on her husband with me. Or there was something devious cooking between her and Anjali.

I had always had a thing for busty maids; I wanted to have this kind of figure in my bed.

I asked her, “Where is Anjali?”

“She left, saying she would be back within an hour, and if we were done, she asked me to leave.”

Me: That’s fine. Why did you want to have sex with me?

“I always wanted you for myself, but she also had her eyes on you. I knew in front of her I would never have a chance. So I asked her permission. She said she would get it done.”

I felt a bit tricked, but I enjoyed it thoroughly. I wanted more. It was thrilling. Without saying much, I kept my cock inside her tight pussy and leaned onto her. I made her lay on her back, positioned myself between her knees, and started to slow fuck her.

I asked her, “Did you and Anjali share a sexual partner before?”

She: No, but she is very frank with me. So, we talk about guys and their manhood. She had also gifted me a vibrator for my pleasure.

It was something very new to me. I never knew the owner of a lavish apartment and her maid could be this close. Among all these clustered thoughts, I was still going on with my rhythm. Unknowingly or knowingly, she had matched the slow rhythm. She was moving her palms over my bare back.

She was enjoying it. She was holding on to me. I asked her if she had a husband, then why me?

She said, “My husband goes to prostitutes because, for him, sex is just his pleasure. No, after knowing this, I don’t let him have sex with me. He doesn’t abuse me or anything. He doesn’t love me anymore, but I have my needs.”

I kept talking and slow-fucking her in missionary style. We were breathing on each other’s shoulders while talking. I told her that it was my biggest fetish to fuck a maid at my place. She asked whether I had a girlfriend or not.

I didn’t have it then, so I told her, No, I don’t.

She said, “Keep this pace; push more but slowly. I need it.”

I pushed more of my penis in; her pussy was deep. Her pussy muscles were squeezing my cock. It was hot and wet.

We kept on having slow sex for about 20 minutes. Then, I increased my speed. She started moaning. I pinned both her hands to the bed, and I started ramming her hot, wet pussy.

I wanted to fuck her in doggy style, so I made her positioned on the bed. I was now standing and ramming her. After 5 minutes, she couldn’t hold on to her knees, so she cummed and fell.

I wanted her more than ever. I unwrapped another piece of condom and rolled on my cock. This would decrease my sensitivity and keep me for a long time.

She (gasping): Did the first one tear?

Me: Not yet. I want to have you for a long time. Do you have a problem with that?

She: No, sir, make me yours. Stamp your authority on me.

Hearing this made me unravel my inner monster. I jumped on her back and kept ramming. She was tired, and I was not stopping, nor did she want me to stop.

All of a sudden, my phone buzzed. There was a photo text on my phone from Anjali. She was shopping for lingerie. Her lingerie was satin brown with the caption, “Want to seal the deal tonight? I am also bringing chocolates and condoms.”

I replied, “Sure, babe.”

As I had my phone in my hand, I took a few pictures of the bare back of the maid. She didn’t object. I showed her and asked, “Can I get a front view?”

She: No, please. You can see me from now on whenever you want. Don’t click on my front-side picture.

I obliged to her request and increased the pace of fucking her. She was gasping for air, panting, and so was I. I was tired, too. My legs were feeling weak. My cock was about to give up the love potion. I grunted and cum in the condom inside her pussy.

I fell on the bed on her right side and cuddled her. She turned towards me, my eyes were closed, she kissed my closed eyelids, and I smiled.

She said, “I need to leave. When will I get you again, Rounak?”

Me: My house is not far from here. You can come over.

She stood up and started to wrap herself up in her saree. I stood up, got close to her, and started to move my palm around her ass. She had her blouse still untied.

I took a pen from the penstand and wrote my phone number on the cleavage of the maid. (till this time, I didn’t know her name). She was tired, though she had to leave. Apparently, that was the order from her Anjali didi.

I told her to call me. If she is interested, I don’t mind even paying her if she has to skip work to have me in bed.

The maid will return. Till then, stay tuned, keep fingering, keep masturbating, and keep having safe sex.

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If you have been following this story, you know that my HR Radhika and I have been fucking non-stop in our office while being involved with a sexy girl online named Rumi. It was fun sneaking around in the office after hours, but it was starting to feel really safe now. We were both craving a little danger. Finally, after many evenings of fucking…we decided to get risky with our friskiness!

The company had booked a conference for all the senior managers and they were all out of town. Only poor, junior idiots like me, were left behind, which was good for us. Everyone was chilling during the office hours, except me. My workload continued to mount.😓But I was also relaxed…Guess why?😉

Because the HR who was supposed to be looking out for inappropriate workplace behavior, was between my legs, sloppily sucking on my raging hard cock! I reached down and pushed her throat down on my cock, and choked her. Radhika exhaled heavily, struggling to breathe in fresh air. Her lips suctioned gently against the tip of my cock. Luckily, everyone else in my department had gone for the retreat. Also, my firm wasn’t that big on cybersecurity.

Then I opened up Dscgirls.live website as my slutty HR sucked me off. I exhaled sharply and pushed Radhika’s head down on it once more. She choked like a slut and moaned!

HR (breathing hard): Are you calling Rumi?

Me: Obviously. I wanna fuck and I like it when she fingers her slutty pussy while watching bang.

HR: You use her so much. Remember that she was mine first! (slurp, slurp)

I reached down and grabbed Radhika by her juicy pussy. She gasped and opened her mouth. Her gaze was a mix of shock and awe. Her eyes beckoned me forward and I kissed her deeply.

Me: She may have been yours at the beginning…but now, you are both mine.

HR: Oh, I am dripping (moan)!

Me: I will finger and fuck this pussy as I see fit!

HR: Oh yesss! Own me!

Radhika jumped up off the floor and lifted her sundress. She wasn’t wearing any panties. She licked her fingers and rubbed her clit as she gave me a very exposed NSFW view of her shaved pussy. I watched and stroked my cock while keeping an eye on the laptop. Just then, the sexy Indian girl Rumi joined the video call. She could see Radhika rubbing herself as I stroked off.

Rumi: Awww, you guys are so naughty!😳Were you waiting for me?

Rumi smiled as she let the straps of her tank top fall off her shoulders. She pulled her tits out and started twirling her nipples and purring softly as she watched us. The HR turned towards her and offered her the same view. She stuck her fingers deep inside her pussy and dug in deep. Her pussy glistened in the camera and Rumi loved it. Rumi laid back on her bed and pulled her shorts off. Her pussy was also wet and she was raring to go.

Rumi also dug into her pussy and moaned as the two women touched themselves. I stopped stroking and approached my HR from behind. She reached around and grabbed my neck, exhaling sharply as she felt my pants drop behind her. Her leg went up instinctively on my desk as she spread her ass cheeks and waited for my cock to enter her. I didn’t give a fuck.

I bent down between her open cheeks and licked her asshole with my drooling tongue. She gasped in surprise and let out a sultry moan into the camera. I was fully inside her sundress as she let it drop on my face.

HR: Ohhh myyy Godddd, Rumiiii! He’s eating my ass under this dress! Fuckkkk! He is so naughty! (moan, moan, moan)

Rumi (rubbing furiously) Fuck! Oh yeaaa! Lick her ass, baby! So HOT! I’m gonna cum soon!

I stopped eating her ass and my HR looked down at me with a disappointed gaze as she continued to stuff her fingers inside herself. Rumi also looked about as she twirled two fingers around her glistening clit…just waiting for me to make a move.

I got up and pulled Radhika’s dress up. Her pubes glistened with her juices as she fingered herself. I picked up her leg and put it on my desk. She moaned as she continued to touch herself as I manipulated her sexy, tight body. Rumi also watched and moaned as I took charge.

Me: Rumi, turn around and shove something in that pussy of yours. Let it drip…💦

HR: Ohhh fuckkk! And then what?…

Rumi: Yea! Tell us! (She turned and stuck her ass in the air as she grabbed a dildo and teased her pussy.)

I grabbed Radhika by the hips and opened her up. She gasped and fell over on my desk as I took my cock and railed her insides. She grabbed onto the desk and bit down on the hem of her dirty dress as I pounded her. Her hair came undone and she looked wild as I fucked her. She looked at Rumi, and Rumi began fucking herself at the same rhythm as I fucked this bitchy HR.

I turned the HR to kiss me and she sucked my tongue down her throat. I held her down and fucked her, pounding her roughly into my desk. The glass panels on my cubicle shook as I nailed her and she moaned along with the shaking glass. Her eyes rolled half-way into her head as she bit her lip.

HR (wincing from pleasure): Oh fuc- Rumi do you- see what he- Oh fuccckk!

Rumi (moaning like a slut): Mmmm yea! Fuck her like that, baby!

I was getting closer and their moans were making me go crazy. I had a naughty idea. I felt my cock twitch, and I knew I was close. She grabbed my cock and stuffed it in her, but I choked her as she looked at me with aggressive lust. She grabbed onto the desk and pounded and grinded her naughty hips into me. I didn’t care. I choked her again as she moaned and pulled my cock out.

She looked in awe as I rubbed my cock and she rubbed her pussy. I shot my load 💦💦 all over my HR’s floral sundress. Radhika looked down at her ruined dress and her sweaty body and scooped up all the cum. She gulped it down and slapped me gently on the cheek.

HR: You’re so naughty, you know.

Me: What will you do now?

She grabbed my cock and stroked it gently. Rumi was also rubbing her pussy gently and smiling at us as she tasted herself.

Rumi: You guys always have something fun going on! I have another client though, so I gotta go.

We giggled and said goodbye.👋🏻

HR: We should call her again in a few hours. (whispering in my ear) When everyone is gone!

Me: You gonna walk around in that cum-stained dress all day?

Radhika took it off and threw it at me. I slammed her against the wall and fucked her against my glass panels. I came inside her this time and she looked at me and smiled. Then she walked over to the side and pulled out some tissues and a fresh new sundress. Then Radhika walked over to me and kissed me one last time and dressed herself.

HR: I came prepared. I was hoping you would drop your load all over me.

Me: I want to do it inside you and all over you…again.

HR (kissing me): Wait a few hours and put it in my ass also.

I love this virtual threesome setup I have going on. It’s been an amazing ride!

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Friends next part start karte hai. Main maa ke nipple feel kar raha tha. Unko bhi mera lund ache se chubh raha hoga unki gaand pe. Maine kuch der baad apna hath halka sa hilaya, jisse maa ke nipple ache se feel hue, jo ki kaafi hard the.

Mera to mann kar raha tha hath unki kurti mein ghusa du. Par darr bhi lag raha tha. Kuch time baad main so gaya. Subha meri neend khuli to maa mere sath hi leti hui thi. Ehsaas hote hi mera lund firse tann gaya.

Main bina hile leta raha. Maa bhi leti hui thi. Mere uthne ka time ho raha tha, par mera mann nahi kar raha tha uthne ka. Main ye sab soch hi raha tha ki achanak maa uth gayi aur boli-

Mom: Rohan, uth jaa tera office ka time ho raha hai.

Main uth kar baahar aaya, aur tv pe youtube par hot songs chala diye. Aaj thode zyada bold song chala diye, jisme kissing scene kaafi ho, aur bikini scenes bhi. Kuch time tv dekhne ke baad main nahane chala gaya.

Baahar aaya to dekha maa tv mein songs dekh rahi thi. Wajah tum ho song chal raha tha. Usme ladki ladke ke upar chadh kar acting kar rahi thi, jaise wo sex kar rahe ho.

Main chup-chaap baith gaya aur dekhne laga. Fir song khatam hua to maa chai dekar kitchen mein chali gayi. Main sofe par baith kar chai peene laga, aur sochne laga maa to kaafi maze se dekh rahi thi ye sab.

Maine nashta kiya aur apne office ke liye chal diya. Poora din office mein nikala. Main shaam ko wapas aaya to kaafi late tha. Jaise hi main ghar me ghusa, to dekha tv par subha jaise songs chal rahe the. Main sochne laga aaj kya ho gaya mom ko, jo ye dekh rahi thi. Maa meri taraf dekh kar boli-

Mom: Aaj kuch acha aa nahi raha tha tv pe. To maine songs laga diye.

Rohan: Haa maa, ache hai songs isiliye main subha lagata hu.

Mom: Chal ab tu hath muh dho le. Fir khaana khaate hai.

Main hath muh dho kar aaya. Hamne khaana khaaya, aur tv mein songs dekhne lage. Kaafi bold songs chal rahe the, aur poora mood ban raha tha. Fir maine tv band kiya aur sone chala gaya. Main bed par let gaya. Kuch der mein maa bhi aa gayi.

Maine kya dekha ki maa aaj lower t-shirt pehni thi, jo ki kaafi patli lag rahi thi. Main to khush ho gaya aur socha aaj to ache se feel hoga unko mera lund. Maa jab let gayi to maine socha kyun na aaj kuch ache se unko lund feel karwau. Aur main uth ke washroom gaya.

Maine waha apna underwear nikaal kar bas lower pehan liya, jisse unko mera tanna hua lund ache se feel ho.

Baahar aa kar main unke paas let gaya. Main thoda wait karne laga. Kuch 20-25 minute baad maa ne karwat li, aur unki back meri taraf kar di. Maine mauka dekh kar unko peeche se hug kar liya.

Hug karte hi mera lund poora tann gaya. Mera lund maa ki gaand mein takra gaya. Mera underwear naa hone ki wajah se mujhe lund pe unki poori gaand ache feel ho rahi thi. Maa ne jo lower pehna tha, wo bhi patla tha. Jiski wajah se unki gaand ki daraar mein maine apna khada lund laga diya.

Maa leti rahi, aur main bhi leta raha. Mera hath maine unke boobs pe rakh diya. Mujhe unke nipple hard feel ho rahe the. Mujhe bahut acha feel ho raha tha. Maine socha aaj kuch aur aage badha jaye.

Maine thoda sa neeche zor laga ke lund ko aur ache se daba diya. Ab mera lund ache se maa ki gaand ke beech mein tha. Mere lund ko dabane ki wajah se maa thodi si hili, par kuch boli nahi. Ab main samajh gaya isme maa ko bhi acha lag raha tha.

Main poori raat ache se unki gaand mein lund dabata raha, aur apna hath unke boobs par rakhe hue so gaya. Subha jab main utha to seedha washroom gaya. Maine apna underwear pehna aur baahar sofe pe baith gaya.

Maa pehle se kitchen mein thi, to maine songs laga diye the aur maze se dekh raha tha. Ab baaki ke kuch din yahi chala. Maa lower t-shirt mein soti aur main bina underwear ke lower mein.

Main poori raat unko apna lund touch karwata, aur unke boobs par hath rakh kar maze leta. Hamari is baare mein na koi baat hoti, aur na hi maa mujhe mana karti ye sab karne se. Kuch dino baad sunday aa gaya, us din main der se utha. Maine dekha maa ne tv par bold songs chala rakhe the. Main maa ke pass jaake baith gaya, aur maa boli-

Mom: Aaj mama ke yaha jana hai, tu taiyaar hoja (friends mere mama 20km door hi rehte hai).

Rohan: Theek hai maa, chal denge.

Chai-nashta karne ke baad hum 11 baje unke ghar ke liye nikal gaye metro se. Kuch 1:30 ghante mein hum unke ghar pahunch gaye. Mama ke ghar bas idhar-udhar ki baatein hui. Hamne lunch kiya aur bas kuch der time spend kiya.

Shaam ko hum mama ke yaha se 7 baje nikle aur 8:30 baj gaye. Ghar aaye to hamne thodi der rest kiya. Jab hum uthe, to 10 baj rahe the. Halki bhookh bhi lag rahi thi, kyunki dinner hum karke nahi aaye the. Maine socha maa ko bolu ab khaana mat banao baahar se manga lete hai.

Rohan: Maa ab is time kuch banana kyun? Main zomato par order kar deta hu.

Mom: Theek hai beta, kuch halka sa mangwa le. Zyada bhookh to hai nahi.

Maine zomato par halka khaane ka order kara. Khaana aane mein 30 minutes dikha raha tha. Hum wait karne lage aur tv par crime petrol dekhne lage. Tv par crime petrol mein aapko pata hi hai ab kya story aati hai. Hum dono tv dekh rahe the.

Rohan: Maa ye jo dikhate hai ye real incident hote hai kya?

Mom: Haa beta, suna to hai ki ye sacchi story hoti hai.

Rohan: Maa itna to nahi hota hoga. I mean jaise ye dikha dete ki najayaz sambandh bante hai. Thoda mirch-masala to laga kar dikhate honge.

Mom: Ho sakta hai beta. Ab logon ko interesting lage isliye aise scene daal dete hai. Aur log pasand bhi to karte hai yahi kuch.

Kuch der baad khaana aa gaya. Hamne mil kar khaana khaaya aur 11 baj gaye.

Mom: Rohan ab kambal to nikal nahi payenge. Waise bhi hum theek se so hi jaate hai, to aise hi so jaate hai ab.

Rohan: Haa maa kyun nahi. Mujhe bhi koi problam nahi hai (andar hi andar khush hote hue ki ab poora week maa ke sath hi sounga).

Mom: To theek hai beta, so jaate hai roz ke jaise.

Maa change karne washroom chali gayi, aur maine bhi lower aur t-shirt pehan liya bina underwear ke. Kuch der baad maa aayi to hum idhar-udhar ki baatein karne lage.

Mom: Aaj to poora din tere mama ke yaha hi nikal gaya.

Rohan: Haa maa.

Mom: Kaafi dino se wo log phone kar rahe the, ki aaye nahi aap kitne dino se.

Rohan: Maa mujhe bhi acha laga waha sab se mil kar.

Kuch der aur hamne idhar-udhar ki baatein ki. Kuch 30 minutes baad maa ne karwat li, aur main firse unke sath chipak gaya.

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After my Aunt convinced me to fuck her for making MMSes (please read Chachiji MMS!), I went to my college. I had an important submission. I had not completed it and needed more time to finish. I was 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 very angry at me and asked me to meet her personally after the lecture.

Lalita Ma’am was my economics professor. She was a dark-skinned, chubby, curly-haired, somewhat ugly woman in her 40s. Lalita was known to be very strict. I entered her cabin and was welcomed by her angry face.

She said, “I know you were dreaming about sex and looking at your boner, you still are. So I will give you a simple punishment. Are you ready?”

“Yes, Ma’am, please give me some more time. I am ready to do anything.”

“Hmm, my husband never gets down on me. Come under my table and start licking my pussy.”

“But Ma’am…”

“NOW!”

I had no other option but to do what she had instructed. Looking at her face, she would have killed me if I had chosen not to. I went under her table and lifted her saree and undie to expose her hairy pussy. I looked at her hairy pussy with some confusion.

It was hairy, flappy, big and wet. I thought this was not a pussy but a ‘bhosda’.

“Beta, need any help finding the place to lick?”

“No, Ma’am.”

“Then do fast re, baba…” With a big question mark on my face, I looked up. My teacher had a big smile and gave me a flying kiss.

I hesitated in the beginning but then started making my way through the bushes and sucking her pussy. She was enjoying it a lot. I started licking and sucking her pussy. This was my first time, and probably hers too. On my first lick, I tasted some piss.

But I decided to continue still as a pussy is a pussy. With time, I started liking it, and Lalita Ma’am, too, started moaning louder and louder. I made her cum and drank her love juice. As we finished, she grabbed me and started kissing me.

Her kisses made me forget that Lalita Ma’am was ugly. But it made me want to get deeper into her body. I sat on the chair opposite her’s as we discussed my assignment when a peon entered the cabin.

“Madam, is everything all right? I heard some loud noises!”

“Ghanshyam, everything is alright. We were having some orals. You leave us alone right now!”

“Okay, madam, I’ll leave.”

Lalita smiled at me and said, “Son, we are not safe here. Let me give you extra tuition at my home.”

“But, Ma’am, what about my assignment submission? Can I give it tomorrow?”

“Why tomorrow? I will take it from you when we meet at my home.”

“But, Ma’am, I need some more time, please, Ma’am.”

“Beta, what a chutiya you are! Come to my home at 5 in the evening. I will take your practical exam in my bedroom. I will grow your interest rate and control my inflation. Your economics teacher will teach you biology! And if you don’t come to my home, I will fail you. Now leave. I have some lectures.”

After what Lalita Ma’am had said, I had no option but to visit her home for the ‘sex’ she craved. After finishing the MMS with my Aunt, I straight away headed to Lalita Ma’am’s house. I reached there ten minutes past 5.

She was waiting for me at the door wearing a white nighty. She gave me a seducing look and said, “Beta, you like coming late? I like it. Come inside, and I have made some idlis for you.”

She took me inside and fed me some idlis with her hands. It seemed as if she was feeding me well so that I could perform better in my ‘exams’ that were to happen inside her. We both smiled at each other. She took me to her bedroom like a tigress, taking her hunt to the cave.

With folded hands, I pleaded, “Ma’am, please spare me. You are like my mother. We can’t sleep together.”

“Achha beta, you are like my son, but still, I am gonna fuck you and fuck you really hard. Don’t you want to pass this semester?”

“Yes, Ma’am!”

“Then do as I say and cooperate with me.”

She was very quick in removing her nighty, and had not worn any undies. Her huge boobs were hanging loose. I was shit scared just looking at her. Maybe it was the magic of her angry, strict face that started turning me on.

Lalita looked at my hard dick and said, “Baby, I knew you were as excited to fuck me as I am to fuck you.”

“No, Ma’am, I still beg your mercy.”

“No way! I am fucking you by hook or by crook.”

Lalita quickly removed my clothes and threw them on the floor. After a few slaps, she started kissing me. Her soft kisses started making my dick harder and bigger. I don’t know why, but I could not control it no matter what I tried. She lay on the bed and asked to fuck her from the top.

But I was still adamant about not fucking her. After a lot of back and forth between me and Lalita Ma’am, she slapped me really hard. It made me unconscious for a few seconds. In those few seconds, she managed to tie me down on her bed.

I decided to enjoy every bit of sex I had with my teacher without complaining.

“I am ready, Lalita Ma’am. Do whatever you want and show me the best moments of my life.”

“Now that’s my boy. I promise you will enjoy it, too.”

Lalita came and sat on me. She bent over gently and started kissing me. Our kisses grew more intense. My eyes went to her boobs which were hanging and touching my neck. With my hands tied, I had to move my lips to get a touch of her boobs.

“Oh, you naughty boy!” She put her boob in my mouth and let me suck whatever was left of it. It might be an old woman’s boob, but it was pleasant sucking on it. It was also my first time putting a woman’s boob in my mouth (Not considering my mother’s, lol!).

I got a little impatient and said, “Lalita Ma’am, please fuck me already!”

“Yes, baba, on it.” Lalita stood up and adjusted herself on me, and she gradually slid her pussy on my dick. Aah, up and down, she went on me. As time went by, she started riding my dick more rigorously. Both of us were enjoying it and moaning loudly. Aah, and finally, I cum inside her.

“You fucker, you did not make me cum. You cum inside me!”

“Lalita Ma’am, if you untie me, I will make you cum.”

“Okay baby, fuck me hard, fuck me doggy style.”

She came closer to me and started kissing me. I was feeling ashamed of actually enjoying being physical with my ugly teacher. She finally untied me setting me free to fuck her anyhow I wanted. I hugged my teacher hard for letting me get closer to her.

She, too, reciprocated the same feelings. As Lalita bent over, I started to insert my hard dick into my teacher’s ass. It felt much tighter than earlier. “It’s the wrong hole, teacher fucker!” she shouted.

“Can I try that hole, Ma’am?”

“Not today, baby! Complete your assignment before my husband comes.”

I fingered her pussy and slid my dick into it. I started pulling her braided hair and rode my teacher like she was my bitch. I knew I had not to cum this time and give my teacher a happy ending.

Controlling my urge to cum, I stroked my dick in and out of my teacher.  Her moans started getting louder and louder until she finally cum. I, too, pulled out and came on her ass.

With a big smile on her face, she said, “That was a happy ending. You pass your economics exams. But look at the mess you have made. My husband will be here anytime, let’s have a shower together before you leave.”

Lalita took me to her bathroom and we started having a shower together. “Beta, please don’t talk about what happened between us.”

“Sure, Ma’am, you too don’t tell anyone.”

“Thank you for obeying me. I tried getting a few guys from college for fuck, but only you were successful.”

“Maybe because we meant to be the perfect teacher-student couple.”

“Your sexy talks are making me horny. Let’s do a quickie.”

As Lalita Ma’am came closer and hugged me, I lifted her using my arm strength. I inserted my hard dick into her while she held me tightly. With increasing thrust, our love grew, and so did our moans.

I made my teacher cum again. We washed ourselves and dried off each other. Lalita wore her nighty, and I wore my clothes.

“Oh, shit, baby! My husband can come anytime now. You will have to leave now!”

“Sure, It was my pleasure being fucked by you, Lalita Ma’am.”

“Nikal lavde, my husband is very strict. He will beat the shit out of you.”

I grabbed my stuff and ran out of her apartment. On my way downstairs, I saw her husband, a 6 ft tall, muscular man. He would have definitely beat the shit out of me if he caught me fucking his wife.

Later at night, I get a message from Lalita Ma’am, thanking me for giving her a pleasant time. I slept thinking about how the feeling for a person changes after seeing them naked and fucking them.

Arjun and I were once again petrified by what we saw and were completely speechless. We were looking at the live stream. Dad and Mom started to walk towards the camera. They waved at us and said, “Why don’t you two come down to our room and join us?”

We both hurried to the ground floor, halting directly in front of the room. We exchanged glances, silently debating who would be the one to knock. After about 10 minutes of mustering the courage, we decided to resolve the stalemate with a game of rock, paper, scissors.

I emerged victorious, and Arjun reluctantly knocked. There was no response, so I urged him to knock a bit harder. Annoyed, he stepped away from the door and gestured for me to do it. I whispered “Fucking Pussy” in his ear and turned the doorknob.

To our surprise, the door was unlocked. I cautiously called out, “Mom? Dad? Are you there?” but received no response. The faint scent of sex still lingered in the air as we peered into the darkened room. I was aware that either Mom or Dad might be lurking behind the door, ready to grab me or frighten me.

Yet this knowledge did little to quell my unease. I withdrew my head from the room and suggested to Arjun that we enter together. Arjun pushed the door open forcefully, half-expecting Mom or Dad to be standing there, blocking our path and bringing an end to this childish game.

To our astonishment, there was nobody there. We flipped the switch, illuminating the empty room. Both of us turned our attention to the slightly ajar bathroom door and approached it. I instructed Arjun to remain by the door as I cautiously entered the bathroom.

The glass partition door was closed, and the mist shower was running. The glass slider and the vanity mirror were fogged up from the steam, and soft moans could be heard echoing from the bath. As I stood there, grappling with the paradox of choice, Arjun barged in and exclaimed loudly, “Wow!”

The shower and moans ceased, causing my heart to skip a beat. I glared at Arjun, questioning whether there was anyone else on Earth as foolish as him. Mom slid the bath partition. She stood there looking like a Greek goddess with that sublime, welcoming smile.

My knees gave out as my brain stopped functioning. Arjun immediately responded to Mom’s smile with, “Can I join you guys?” to which Mom replied, “Of course, son!” I wanted to follow Arjun, but my legs were not in sync with my heart and mind. Mom then looked at me and invited me to join them.

I don’t know how to explain what I was going through. I wanted to join the three of them. But just a few hours ago, Arjun and Paul had ravaged my holes. I could still sense the lingering smell of my shit and piss on me. My body was exhausted, and the drinks at Paul’s place started to do their job.

With the steam from the hot water and the suffocating feeling in the bathroom with four people, my mind felt sleepy. This overwhelming desire to have sex with family was the final nail in the coffin. What I experienced was nothing short of nirvana.

I took my first step and entered the bath area. Dad was sitting on the ledge of the bathtub, and Mom was on his lap. Arjun was standing on the stool right in front of Mom as she sucked his dick savagely. It was surreal. The only space I could find was in the bathtub.

I undressed and quietly settled in the bubbly water. It was probably filled with Dad’s cum and Mom’s piss. Moments later, I saw Dad standing with his thick Cock. I immediately got onto the Indian style and first sniffed his Cock. It smelled of Mom’s pussy.

I held his dick and started to lick his balls. Dad had begun to show restlessness. He grabbed my hair and pushed my face towards his dick. I deep-throated Daddy’s dick. It was suffocating me. I patted his legs to release me. Snot came out of my nose as I tried to breathe.

Mom interjected and pulled Dad back, asking if I was doing okay. Tears rolled down my eyes. Not because I was upset with him being rough but because I was disappointed with myself. It was a mixed feeling. Watching a role-play and doing the real thing were two different things.

I thought I was mentally prepared, but I was not! Mom wanted to check if I was still in the game. She licked my tears, and the watery snot and French kissed me. This felt so natural. When I was enjoying this, she asked me to sit on the bed outside.

I saw Arjun wrapping his hands around Mom’s boobs from behind. I was leaving the bath. I silently wrapped myself in the bedsheet and lay on my parents’ bed. I could hear the moans coming from the bath. I imagined Mom sucking Dad and being fucked by Arjun.

I was disappointed with my behaviour. I did not live up to the occasion when it mattered the most. My head was messed up, and I was upset with myself. I started feeling jealous that stupid Arjun was enjoying himself, and I, the Great Priya, was reduced to a crying girl.

I tucked myself inside the blanket. It was around 3 in the morning, and without thinking, I called Simran.

Simran: Ki ho I a , kuṛi teri sabha ṭhika hai? (What happened? Is everything okay with you, girl?)

And I just cried without uttering a word. Simran continued to ask. But words were not coming out of my mouth. All I did was cry.

Simran: Mein aari hu tere ghar abhi! (On my way to your house!) Call disconnects.

The three of them came out of the bath. Dad sat next to me, running his hand on my head like he used to when I was a kid. Mom and Arjun started making out on the bed beside me.

Dad: I’m sorry, beta! I didn’t mean to hurt you. This was a mistake. You should go back to your room now.

I told Dad that I was alright and just needed some time. I got off the bed and sat on the recliner in the room. Mom was in the centre, and Arjun was on one side. Dad was on the other, sucking on Mum’s tits. Arjun had his finger in Mom’s ass, and Dad was rubbing her clit.

Mom was looking at me with a lusty smile. Arjun then fucked Mom in missionary position while Dad had his dick in her mouth, they both exchanged positions and tried for a double penetration, but Dad’s dick failed him, and he came and sat next to me.

An hour passed, and the doorbell rang. All three of them had confused faces, wondering who would come at 4:00 am. With the ring of the bell, a shiver ran down my spine. I recalled my call to Simran. I told everyone that I was upset and had called Simran as soon as I came out of the bath.

The expressions of lust on their faces transformed into expressions of concern, worry, and fear. I told them to lock the door and turn off the lights while I went to send Simran off. Wrapping the bedsheet around me, I verified that the lights were off and the door was closed.

I opened the main door, and there she was with a Baseball bat, huffing and puffing.

Simran: Who is it that made you cry? Was it Arjun? Maiṁ usa di’aṁ gendāṁ nū toṛangi (I will bust his balls)

Me: Tu jaa Simi, kuch nai hua, Bus aise hi call kiye maine. (You go home, Simran, I just had a moment and called you, nothing happened)

Simran Barges in and shouts out loud, “Oye Arjuna, Neechay aa Bhaiṇa-bharā.” (Hey Arjun, come down, you sister fucker)

I kept signalling to Simran to keep her voice down and leave. But she started getting more worked up and went to the first floor to search for Arjun. When she did not find him, she came back down and got comfortable on the couch.

Simran: Bastard must have gone to Paul’s place. Let me call Paul.

I snatched her phone and said, “Simran, Tu thodi der chup reh aur meri baat sun yaar.” (Bitch, shut the fuck up and listen to me for a minute)

Simran: Bol Ki Hoia (Say what happened?)

Then I narrated to Simran the events of the day, including the sex with Paul, and explained the current situation. I thought Simran would be mad that I had sex with Paul, but she smiled and said, “It’s okay, I understand. Let’s focus on the present.”

Simran: You fucked Paul. Now, how do you intend to compensate for this betrayal?

Me: With Arjun?

Simran: Fuck you! Not that sissy bastard.

Me: Then what?

Simran: Your dad wants a daughter. Let me fulfil your role tonight, and let’s call that even.

Me: Pagal ho gayi hai tu? (Have you gone mental!)

Simran stood up. Despite my attempts to stop her, she blazed towards the room on the ground floor, with me following closely behind. All three of them were tucked inside a comforter with their heads poking out as we switched on the lights (Yes! they kept the door open!).

Dad: Kaisi ho, Simran beta?

Mom: Suno beta, we are not like this…

Amidst the confusion and intensity of the moment, my foolish brother Arjun chose to pretend he was asleep. It was quite amusing, given that he had always been intimidated by Simran. I’m certain that her screams only added to his fear.

Simran ignored my parents’ greetings and justifications and started to undress. She pulled the comforter, exposing all three of them. Even after that, Arjun was so terrified that he covered his dick with one hand and continued pretending to sleep.

Simran grabbed his dick tightly and squeezed it, sitting down immediately. Even though we were in a compromised situation, my mom did not like how Arjun was being treated. She asked Simran to stop teasing him.

Mom: Simran mat sata usko, please. (Don’t tease him, please)

Simran: Kaun Simran? Mummy mein Priya hoon! (Who Simran? I’m Priya.)

She looked at Dad and said, “Papa kya aap apni randi beti ko nahi pehchante” (Daddy, don’t you recognize your slutty daughter?)

My eyes popped out with how she managed the awkwardness and took control of the situation.

Dad: Ah Priya, teri mummy ki aankh theek nahi. Tu aaja apne papa ke goad mein. (Your mum is getting old, ignore her and sit on daddy’s lap)

By this time, my body had processed all the alcohol and guilt, and the only lingering emotion was envy. Seeing how Simran took my place, I dropped the bedsheet that I was wrapping. I got comfortable on the recliner with my legs wide open and fingers in my mouth.

Simran: Papa, please meri gand chodo, mujhe aapka lund andar tak chahiiye. (Dad, take my ass tonight, I want it deep inside)

Dad: Oh Priya! My sweet little whore (Looking at me while inserting the dick in Simran’ ass)

Simran: Ahhh! Papa aur andar (Ah! Daddy deeper!)

Meanwhile, Mom, who was right next to Simran, inserted her fingers deep in her pussy and rubbed her pussy fluids on her tits, then looked at Arjun and said:

Mom: Arjun beta aao mummy ke chuchay chooso (Son, come here, suck my tits.)

Arjun: Mumma aapke boobs best hein, Lekin mujhe aapki gand chaatna hai please (I love your boobs mom, can I lick your ass too?)

Mom: Beta, Aaj mummy nahi bulana, Aaj mein tumari randi hoon. (Sure, son, I’m not your mom tonight. I’m you whore)

Mom got on her fours as Arjun started sniffing her ass and trash-talked her. Simran changed her position to get under Mom’s boobs to suck on them while Dad lifted her legs and fucked her ass.

My envy had reached its limit, and the exclusion from the events bothered me too much. I got up and joined the group. I went behind Arjun and wrapped my hands around his chest, squeezing my boobs on his back while pinching his nipples.

I then guided his dick in Mom’s pussy and licked his neck while he fucked Mom. He started buckling and came in minutes. Arjun’s cum was oozing out of Mom’s pussy along with her juices. I sucked and licked Mom clean and swallowed half of what was in my mouth.

Dad then took his dick out of Simran. Mom, Simran and I swapped the Jizz from each other’s mouths spitting some on our boobs.

Mom: Simran beta, Aunty ko apni choot aur gand nahi taste karwaogi? (Simran, won’t you allow your aunty to taste your pussy and ass?)

Simran: Sure, Aunty!

And Simran did her classic face sit on Mom, rubbing her pussy and asshole, suffocating her, but Mom seemed to enjoy it a lot and kept pulling Simran towards her.

I sat next to Dad and said, “Dad, let me fix this. I want you to treat me like a real whore. I want you to be strict and be punished for how I behaved.”

Dad: Are you sure, kiddo?

Me: Yes, Daddy.

Dad then pulled my hair and slapped me hard. I looked at Dad and said, “You slap like a Pussy.”

Dad: Kutiya! Chinar! Chal aaj mein tuje dikhata hoon (Bitch, Whore, let me show you today)

He ordered me to get on my fours and spread my ass. Daddy spanked me and spat on my asshole. With no warning, he inserted his middle finger and started to push it deep inside, twisting it around. He then slid another finger up my tight hole and slapped my ass hard.

When he saw the look on my face and that I was enjoying this, he removed his fingers and made me suck them. He then flipped me over and started to suck on my tits real roughly, occasionally giving small, sharp bites now and then. Dad then ordered Arjun to put his dick in my mouth.

Simran and Mom sucked my tits while Dad fucked my pussy real hard. His dick slipped out of my pussy. This time, he aimed at my ass. Arjun now became Simran’s toy, Mom was exhausted, and Dad continued to fuck my ass slapping and pinching my boobs until they turned red.

Daddy choked me as he fucked my holes. Arjun came into my mouth. Daddy unloaded his Jizz in my ass. I shot a huge orgasm rubbing my clit all at the same time. As morning approached, I struggled to make my way back to my room. Every muscle in my body ached.

But I managed to collapse onto the bed, completely exhausted. I have no recollection of what happened next. Simran later informed me that Arjun had revealed everything that took place at Paul’s. The four of them had attempted to replicate some of our experiences with Simran taking on my role.

I slept like a cow for 11 hours and woke up at 5 pm. I came down to the living room and saw my parents sitting and watching TV like a happy, normal family. I asked Mom what was for lunch. She replied that they ordered pizza, and mine was in the fridge.

I didn’t like reheated pizza, so I opened a cup of noodles and squeezed myself between Mom and Dad. They both started fondling my boobs, and then Dad guided me to his room again.

Mom sat on the bed and spread her legs. Dad undressed and asked me to get on my fours and suck Mom’s pussy. He got his face close to my ass and put his nose, and just kept sniffing. Then he licked me over and over from my asshole up to my pussy.

We shifted our positions. Mom decided to sit at the corner of the bed and finger herself. Dad got on his knees over my face and directed his cock in my mouth. I sucked it like a slut. He pulled his cock out and got by my side. He slowly stuck his finger in my pussy and pulled it out.

But put his finger in my mouth as I sucked it. He then stuck his finger in my ass and stuck it in my mouth; he did this over and over and finally sucked his finger after he pulled it out of my ass. Then Dad stood up and guided his cock in my asshole. He pushed very slowly until it went all the way in.

He fucked my ass really slowly, pulling his cock almost all the way out before he buried it all the way in again. I was moaning loudly, and Daddy was rubbing my clit as he kept pumping his dick in and out of my ass.

Dad then pulled the dick out of my ass and shoved it in my pussy. Over the next several minutes, he would very slowly stick his cock deep in my pussy. Then pull it out and put it in my ass. Back and forth over and over, my ass, then my pussy.

He then deep fucked my ass and held his dick there for a minute without moving. I smiled with my eyes closed as he slowly pulled it out. Mom then stood behind Dad and watched as he pulled my cheeks apart, and my asshole opened wide.

Mom stared at my gaping asshole. He stuck his tongue in my open hole and circled it tasting the walls of his little whore daughter’s asshole. Daddy then pushed his cock in my ass again. It made a farting sound. He started fucking my hole real fast.

Finally, Daddy removed his dick and shot his cum on my asshole. Mom was smiling at my cum filled gaping asshole. Then she got on her knees and put her mouth on my asshole and sucked all of Daddy’s cum out. Then she came towards me smiling and kissed me, letting all his Daddy’s cum drip into my mouth.

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As you read in the previous part, I played Holi with Mrs Sharma, and we ended up having sex. As we were naked on the bed following the sex, we heard a voice coming from the living room.

“What do we have here?”

It was Mrs Sharma’s sister-in-law. To our horror and disbelief, she had recorded us on the phone. She was grinning mischievously. Mrs Sharma tried to convince her sister-in-law.

Mrs Sharma: What are you doing here, Priya? (Her sister-in-law)

Priya: Don’t worry about that. Tell me what you’re doing with Akash.

Mrs Sharma: Nothing, we were playing Holi.

Priya: Yeah right, You were playing Holi with Akash in your bedroom naked. Do I look like a fool to you?

Mrs Sharma: No, Priya, It’s not what it looks like.

Priya: Okay, I’ll show this video to your husband. Let him decide what it looks like.

Mrs Sharma: Please don’t do that. He’ll kill us both. Please, Priya, there must be something we can do to make this right.

Priya: I suppose I could keep this between us if you follow all of my orders.

Mrs Sharma: Of course, I’ll do whatever you ask.

Priya: Alright, That’s more like it. Go to my place and clean it first. With all the colours of Holi, it’s really dirty. And when everybody is asleep at night, the two of you meet me on your balcony.

Saying this, Priya left. Mrs Sharma felt a little more at ease now that Priya had agreed to keep it a secret. She got dressed, said she had to clean Priya’s house, and requested me to go. She asked me to return at 1:00 AM. Her husband was sleeping at that time, according to our arrangement with Priya.

The door was open when I arrived at her residence at 1:00 AM. I could see her husband sleeping from the living room as her bedroom door was open. I moved silently to her balcony and saw Priya and Mrs Sharma there.

Once on the balcony, Priya asked me and Mrs Sharma to undress. We were shocked to hear this as the balcony’s glass railing was entirely transparent, allowing anyone to see everything from their apartments if they were to look at us.

Also, Mrs Sharma’s husband was sleeping just a few feet away in the bedroom. Unfortunately for us, there was plenty of light because it was a full moon night.

Mrs Sharma pleaded with Priya to do this inside the home in the morning after Mr Sharma leaves for work rather than on the balcony. But Priya did not listen to her and said.

Priya: No, Bhabhi (Sister-in-law), We are doing it now.

Mrs Sharma: No, what if we’re spotted by someone from their apartment? The balcony is wide open, or worse, what if my hubby catches us?

Priya: Don’t worry, Bhabhi. Everyone is tired after playing Holi in the morning. It’s midnight. All the neighbours are asleep. And your hubby is snoring like a pig, so don’t worry about him either.

Mrs Sharma: But …

Priya: No, but, you said you will obey my every command. I can show your hubby the footage from this morning if that’s what you would like.

Upon hearing this, Mrs Sharma stared at me and asked that I undress. We both were frightened. We undressed together. Then Priya told me to lie on my back on the ground, and I did what she said.

After that, Priya told Mrs Sharma to sit on my crotch. Mrs Sharma hesitated but did as she was told. Priya then positioned herself between my knees and sat behind Mrs Sharma’s back. She pushed Mrs Sharma forward, causing her to fall on me.

Mrs Sharma and I found ourselves in the cowgirl position. Priya urged me to suck on Mrs Sharma’s boobs, and I gladly obliged. Priya then began to lick my dick. My dick and Mrs Sharma’s pussy were so near that Priya occasionally slurped both of them.

This went on for a few minutes. Then suddenly, Priya pushed my dick inside Mrs Sharma’s pussy and ordered me to fuck her. I started thrusting into Mrs Sharma’s pussy, just like she instructed. I was now fucking Mrs Sharma in her balcony in cowgirl position. Mrs Sharma started moaning softly.

I could feel the cool night air on my naked skin. I thrust into Mrs Sharma’s wet, welcoming pussy. The full moon cast a glow over her body, illuminating her beautiful curves and the way she moved with each of my thrusts. Her moans grew louder, mixing with the sounds of our bodies slapping together.

I lost myself in the pleasure of fucking my hot neighbour. I glanced over at Priya, who was positioned behind Mrs Sharma. She had a mischievous smile on her face as she watched us, and I wondered what she had in store next.

Just when I thought things couldn’t get any hotter, Priya reached over to a nearby table and grabbed a strap-on dildo. My eyes widened with surprise as I realized what she had planned. She looked at me and winked before turning her attention back to Mrs Sharma.

Priya teased Mrs Sharma’s ass with the tip of the dildo, causing her to gasp in anticipation. Then, slowly but surely, she began to push it inside. Mrs Sharma moaned loudly as the dildo filled her tight hole, adding another layer of stimulation to our already intense threesome.

I continued to thrust into Mrs Sharma’s pussy while Priya worked the dildo in and out of her ass. The balcony was filled with the sounds of our combined moans and the wet squelching noises of our fucking.

Feeling adventurous under the moonlight, I decided to take things up a notch. With one hand on Mrs Sharma’s hip to steady her, I reached forward and grabbed one of her nipples between my fingers.

Twisting and pulling on it gently at first, I increased the pressure until she let out a loud cry of pleasure. Her body shuddered against mine as she succumbed to an intense orgasm brought on by our combined efforts.

Not wanting to be left out, Priya also brought herself to the edge. She leaned forward, bracing herself on the railing of the balcony, and began to fuck Mrs Sharma’s ass with the strap-on at a faster pace.

Each thrust sent waves of pleasure coursing through Priya’s body, and I could tell she was close to climax. Her moans filled the night air as she gave in to the overwhelming sensation of fucking her Bhabhi from behind.

Unable to hold back any longer, I felt my orgasm building. With one final deep thrust, I emptied myself into Mrs Sharma’s pussy, filling her with my hot cum. The feeling of my release, combined with Priya’s continued thrusts on the strap-on, brought Mrs Sharma over the edge once again.

Her whole body trembled as she rode out her orgasm, overwhelmed by the dual sensations of being fucked in both holes. We all collapsed in a sweaty, satisfied heap on the balcony floor, panting heavily as we came down from our highs.

As we caught our breath, I couldn’t help but feel like this was a dream come true. Never in a million years would I have imagined that I’d be having a threesome with my sexy neighbour and her sister-in-law on a moonlit balcony.

But here we were, covered in sweat and cum, basking in the afterglow of an incredible sexual experience. Little did I know that this was just the beginning of my naughty sex adventures with Mrs Sharma and Priya.

Hi guys, main Rahul wapas se hazir hu next part lekar. Story thodi long hai I know, but mazedaar hai. Please read karte rahiye.

Last part mein aapne padha hamne poora din mama ke yaha nikala, aur fir hum ghar aa kar sath so gaye. Jaise ki aapko bataya maa ne lower t-shirt pehna tha bina bra ke.

Maine lower pehna tha bina underwear ke. Main unke sath chipak gaya tha peeche se. Mera lund itna tann chuka tha, ki maa ki gaand mein ghuse jaa raha tha. Main leta hua tha, aur lund chubha raha tha. Kuch der baad maa boli-

Maa: Aaj hug nahi karega kya?

Maine bina kuch bole apna hath maa ke pet par rakh diya. Maine hath unke boobs par isliye nahi rakha, kyunki maa jaag rahi thi.

Kuch 10-15 minutes baad maa ne apna hath mere hath par rakha. Mera to dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha. Kuch der baad maa ne apne hath se mera hath utha kar khud boobs par rakh diya.

Mera lund lower faad ke gaand mein ghusne ki koshish kar raha tha. Kuch der mein maine mehsoos kiya maa ke nipples tight ho rakhe the.

Maa ne apna hath mere hath se hata liya. Ab main araam se unke nipple feel kar raha tha. Mera lund maa ki gaand ki daraar mein set ho chuka tha. Maa kuch nahi bol rahi thi. Kuch 1 hour baad mujhe laga maa so gayi hongi. Fir maine apna hath thoda hilana shuru kiya.

Main apni finger maa ke nipples ke round-round ghuma raha tha, jo ki kaafi hard the. Ab mujhe itna to tha ki maa poore maze lene ke mood mein thi. Main raat 2 baje tak maa ke sath maze leta raha. Mujhe subha office bhi jana tha, to socha so jata hu.

Subha meri neend 7 baje khuli. Maa pehle se kitchen mein thi. Main utha aur fresh ho kar nahane chala gaya.

Naha kar underwear baniyan mein main apne kapde le kar hall mein aaya. Hall mein aa kar maine dekha tv par bold songs chal rahe the, jo ki maa ne lagaye the.

Main underwear baniyan mein sofe par baith kar tv dekhne laga. Tv par bold scene dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya. Mera khada lund underwear se dikh raha tha. Kuch hi der mein maa chai aur nashta le aayi. Maine bina lund chhupaye nashta kiya. Maa ki nazar mere lund par zaroor padi hogi. Mera lund underwear se dikh raha tha.

Maa mere paas baith gayi aur tv dekhte hue chai peene lagi. Main nashta karne ke baad ready hua, aur office chala gaya. Poora din mera mann nahi laga office mein.

Main shaam hone ki wait karta raha. Shaam hui to main ghar ke liye nikal gaya. Poore raaste main yahi sochta aaya ki kaise mera lund unki gaand pe lag raha tha. Maa mera lund ache se mehsoos kar rahi hongi, par kuch boli kyun nahi. Yahi soch-soch kar mera lund khada ho gaya.

Main jab ghar pahuncha to dekha tv par kya mast bold scene waale songs chal rahe the. Main wahi baith kar dekhne laga. Maa paani lekar aayi, aur boli-

Mom: Rohan kya hua? Thak gaya kya? Aaj yahi baith gaya. jaa change kar le, fir relax ho kar baithna.

Rohan: Maa bas 5 minute ye song sun kar jata hu.

Mom (smile ke sath): Beta song to waha bhi sun jayega, jaa change kar le.

Rohan (smile karte hue): Arre maa sun to jayega, par ye video nahi dikhegi na waha.

Mom: Beta tu bhi na, badmash.

Rohan: Maa kyun, acha nahi hai kya video?

Mom: Maine kab kaha achi nahi hai. Achi hai tabhi to lagayi hai (Maa ne aankh maar di).

Rohan: Maa aapko bhi ye sab acha lagta hai? Aise bold scenes?

Mom: Beta ye sab to aaj kal aam baat hai. Songs to ache hai na, video to sab ki ek jaisi hi hoti hai.

Rohan: Haa maa, scene to sab ke same hi hai. Kissing to sab mein dikhate hai, bikini wali girls bhi.

Mom: Haa beta, dekhne mein kya problem? Wo itne paise kharch karke public ke liye banate hai, nahi dekhenge to unke paise waste ho jayenge (Maa hasne lagi).

Rohan: Maa aise to bahut kuch banta hai. Aapko shayad itna nahi pata hoga.

Mom: Kyun beta, mujhe kyun nahi pata hoga. Main aab jaanti hu kya kuch banta hai. Par sab kuch tv par nahi dekh sakte.

Rohan: Haa maa, songs to theek hai. Sab kuch to I know hum nahi dekh sakte.

Mom: Chal ab change kar le, main khaana laati hu.

Main utha aur change karne chala gaya. Change karke aaya to khaana khaane lag gaye. Tv par abhi bhi romantic songs chal rahe the.

Main aur maa khaana khaate hue tv dekh rahe the. Usme “Baatein ye kabhi na tu bhoolna” song chal raha tha.

Agar aapne wo song dekha hai to pata hoga, usme ladka-ladki kitne wild kissing karte hai, aur sath-sath ek-doosre ke kapde kholte hai.

Mera to lund khada ho chuka tha ye sab dekh kar. Hamne khaana khaaya, aur sofe par wahi baith gaye. Hamne kuch der tv dekha, aur main bola-

Rohan: Maa ab aapne crime petrol dekhna band kar diya kya?

Mom: Nahi beta, aaj songs sunne ka mann tha to ye laga diye.

Kuch 15-20 minutes baad hamne tv band kiya, aur sone ke liye chale gaye. Room mein jaa kar maine underwear nikaal kar bas lower pehan liya. Maa kitchen ka kaam khatam karke room mein aayi. Fir maa almirah se kapde nikaal kar washroom mein chali gayi.

Maa 10 minute baad baahar aayi. Main to maa ko dekhta reh gaya. Aaj maa ne kaafi loose t-shirt pehni thi. Main maa ki taraf dekh raha tha. Maa ke jhoolte hue boobs mujhe dikh rahe the. Maa ne shayad ye notice kiya tha ki main unke boobs ki taraf dekh raha tha.

Main bed par leta hua tha. Maa mere paas aa kar let gayi, aur kambal upar le liya. Maa ne aaj jaldi hi side mein karwat le li. Maine bhi turant unki taraf karwat li, aur unse chipak gaya. Mera lund pehle se hi khada tha. Mera lund maa ki gaand pe laga aur maine hath unke pet par rakh diya.

Kuch der hamne idhar-udhar ki baatein ki. Fir baat movie par aayi.

Rohan: Maa next sunday koi movie dekhe kya?

Mom: Kon si movie dekhni hai? Dekh lenge.

Rohan: Maa koi bhi, jin movies ke hum songs sunte hai, unme se koi movie.

Mom: Theek hai beta, nahi to Sunday ko bore ho jayege.

Rohan: Haa maa nashta karne ke baad dekhege.

Maine dhyan diya mera lund maa ki gaand par hi tha. Naa maa mana kar rahi thi aur naa hi main ruka.

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