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Mummy bahut thaki thi ab, aur sex nahi chaahti thi. Par Rakesh uncle ko chodna tha. Unhone mummy ko manaya aur ek baar chudai ke liye. Uncle lund chut ke paas le gaye, aur jungle jaise badhe baalon ko beech lund chut mein daal diya.

Mummy: Aah maa maar daala uhhh.

Uncle mummy ko chodne lage. Unka lund chut mein poora andar jata, fir baahar aata. Mummy ki awaaz nikal rahi thi-

Mummy: Ahh, nahi, ahh ohh nikalo please. Bas karo ab. Marr gayi main.

Par uncle par iska koi asar nahi ho raha tha. Thodi der mein maa jhad gayi, aur wo shant ho gayi. Ab wo sirf aaaah hmm aaaah ohhh ki awaaze kar rahi thi. Uncle ne apni speed badha di. Main samajh gaya wo ab jhadne waale the. Mummy wo kahi andar na virya gira de, is darr unhe apne upar se hatta rahi thi. Par uncle hatne ka naam nahi le rahe the.

Aakhirkaar chut ke andar hi virya chhodh diya uncle ne, aur shant ho gaye. Lekin lund chut mein hi tha. Wo waise hi maa ke upar pade rahe. Thodi der baad lund chhota ho gaya, aur apne aap chut ke baahar aa gaya. Uncle maa ke upar se hatte, aur baju mein so gaye.

Mummy: Ye tumne kyun kiya? Maine virya baahar chhodhne bola tha, tumne andar hi daal diya.

Uncle (mummy ke baal aur gaalon ko sehlate hue): Andar chhodhne mein hi sex ka maza aata hai.

Mummy: Agar kuch ho gaya, main pregnant hui to?

Uncle: Kuch nahi hoga. Main hu na. Waise tumne bachhe-dani ka operation kiya hoga na (mummy kuch nahi boli). Tumhare periods bhi band hue honge. To kaise pregnant hogi tum?

Mummy: Tumhara lund itna andar tak jaa raha tha, ki meri bachhe-dani ko choo raha tha. Shayad mujhe darr hai ki.

Uncle: Darro mat, kuch nahi hoga.

Thodi der aise pade rehne ke baad uncle fir apna lund mummy ke hath mein dene lage.

Mummy: Please nahi, main tumhare aage hath jodti hu. Mujh par reham karo, meri yoni aur boobs sab sooj gaye hai. Aur nahi hoga mujhse. Kal jitna karna hai utna karo. Par aaj chhodh do. Maa ki haalat dekh kar mujhe bhi unpe daya aa rahi thi, par uncle ko kuch nahi padi thi. Unko sirf chudai karni thi.

Uncle: Ek baar.

Mummy: Nahi, baksh do mujhe. Maaf kar do. Kal le lena meri, main kuch nahi bolungi. Par aaj nahi.

Lekin Rakesh uncle to maano aaj mummy ko raat bhar chod kar unki chut ko bhonsda banane ko lage the.

Uncle: Chut nahi to gaand sahi.

Ye bol ke unhone maa ko ulta karke ghodi banaya.

Mummy: Mat karo aisa, tumhare paon padti hu. Aaj tak maine gaand mein nahi liya.

Uncle: To kya mere liye gaand rakhi thi. Aaj is kuwari gaand ki seal tod deta hu.

Maa mana kar rahi thi, par uncle par chudai ka bhoot savaar tha. Wo gaand ko faila ke ungli daalne laga.

Mummy: Aah uhh nahi, chhodho mujhe.

Fir uncle ne apna lund gaand ke chhed par rakh kar ek dhakka maara. Lund mota tha, aur gaand ka chhed bahut chhota, to andar nahi gaya. Fir dhakka maara, lekin nahi gaya.

Uncle bole: Yaar is gaand ki to main!

Fir wo bed se utar kar saamne wali khidki par rakhi tel ki bottle le aaye. Mummy ghodi se seedhi ho kar baithi thi. Mummy nahi ghoom rahi thi. Uncle ne maa ko firse ghodi banaya, aur apne lund par tel lagaya. Fir maa ki gaand mein tel daala aur ungli andar-baahar ki jisse thoda chhed loose ho gaya.

Uncle ne lund maa ki gaand mein ghusaya to thoda gaya. Mummy aise chillayi ki main darr gaya. Socho meri maa ko kitna dard hua hoga.

Mummy: Marr gayi aaaa ohhh aaa.

Fir ek dhakka maara, aur lund poora gaand mein ghus gaya. Uncle ab aaram se mummy ki gaand maar rahe the. Lund andar-baahar ho raha tha, aur bol rahe the-

Uncle: Mere liye rakhi thi kya ye tight chut aur gaand? Ab har roz pelunga tujhe, aur tu aise hi chillayegi.

Udhar maa ka bura haal tha. Unki aankhon se aansu nikal aaye, aur muh se aa ohhh bas karo huhhhh ki awaaze aa rahi thi. Kuch der baad uncle ne lund gaand se nikala, aur maa ke muh mein de diya. Naa chaahte hue bhi maa ko lund ka saara paani peena pada. Fir usne towel se apna shareer saaf kiya, aur kapde pehan kar chala gaya. Mummy waise hi bed par padi rahi, aur main sone chala gaya.

Subha jab meri aankh khuli to dekha mummy kitchen mein khaana bana rahi thi, aur bahut khush thi.

Wo mujhe boli: Beta brush kar lo, main breakfast ready karti hu.

Jab main bathroom jaane laga, Rakesh uncle aa gaye. Wo seedha kitchen chale gaye. Mujhe laga raat mein maa ko  chodne baad maa gussa karegi, par waha alag hi nazara dekhne ko mila. Maine dekha uncle ne kitchen mein jaa kar maa ki gaand par hath fera.

Tabhi maa boli: Ruko zara, beta ghar mein hai.

Uncle: Raat mein maza aaya tha naa?

Mummy: Haa.

Uncle: Fir nakhre kyun kar rahi thi?

Mummy: Nakhre kiye tabhi to tumne zor se pela. Warna gair mard se pehli chudai marzi se hoti, to kaise maza aata?

Aur dono hass diye. Main samajh chuka tha ki mummy ab lund ki pyaasi ban gayi thi. Aage unki jo baat suni, usse mere pairon tale se zameen khich gayi.

Mummy: Tum jab mere pati se baatein karne hamare ghar aate the, to maine dekha tha tumhara lund khada rehta tha. Tabhi main samajh chuki thi, ki tum mujhe chodna chaahte the. Magar tum to aage bade hi nahi.

Uncle: Darta tha tumhari pativrata-pann dekh kar, isliye kabhi himmat nahi ki.

Mummy: Mere pati to har din sharaab ke nashe dhut rehte the. Maheene mein 1-2 baar hi chudai karte the. Bahut pyaasi hu main.

Uncle: Ab main tujhe har din chodunga.

Fir uncle maa ki saree aur petticoat ko upar utha kar panty ke upar se hi chut ko masalne lage.

Mummy: Aah, thoda aaram se aah. Ohh, raat ka dard hai thoda abhi ohh, dheere dabao.

Tabhi mujhe kitchen aate dekh dono normal ho gaye. Iske baad Rakesh uncle har raat mummy ki chudai karte the. Fir ek din mummy ne dopahar mein uncle ko call kiya.

Mummy: Tum abhi ke abhi ghar aa jao.

Uncle udhar se kuch bole

to mummy boli-

Mummy: Kaam chhodho aur aa jao.

Fir waha se uncle kuch bole.

Mummy: Phone pe nahi bata sakti, bas aa jao.

Aur ye bol kar mummy ne phone rakh diya. Aadhe ghante baad uncle aaye.

Uncle: Kya hua, itni urgency mein kyun bulaya?

Mummy: Main pregnant hu!

Uncle: Kya? Ye kaise ho gaya?

Mummy: Kaise matlab? Kitni baar bola tha andar virya mat girao, par tum to maane nahi. Bolte the chut mein virya chhodhne se hi sex ka maza aata hai. Condom bola, wo bhi tum use nahi karte the.

Uncle (kuch der sochne ke baad): Tum ye bachha gira do.

Mummy: Nahi! main kyun bachha gira du?

Uncle: Ye nahi ho sakta. Hum dono pati-patni nahi hai.

Mummy: Hum shaadi karte hai. Fir doosri city chale jayenge.

Uncle: Main shaadi nahi kar sakta, mera ek beta hai.

Mummy: Mera bhi to beta hai.

Uncle: Samajhne ki koshish karo Lumina, tumhe ye bachha girana hi hoga.

Mummy: Main ye nahi karungi. Ye hamare pyar ki nishani hai. Tumhe jo karna hai wo karo. Main bachhe ko is duniya mein laungi.

Uncle gusse mein: Pyar pyar pya, bachha bachha, tum chalo mere sath doctor ke paas.

Mummy: Main nahi aaungi.

Uncle ko bahut gussa aaya, aur wo kheench kar mummy ko doctor ke paas le gaye. Kareeban 2 ghante baad mummy aur uncle ghar aaye. Maa ro rahi thi. Us din maa din bhar royi.

Mummy: Tumne ye acha nahi kiya. Meri kokh mein pal rahe bachhe ko maar diya.

Uncle: Ab tum mujhe bhool jao. Mera beta Mumbai se aane wala hai. Main usi ke sath ab Mumbai rehne jaa raha hu.

Mummy (Gusse mein/rote hue): Tumne mujhe pyar ke jaal mein fassa kar dhokha diya agar…

Magar uncle maa ki poori baat sune bagair waha se chale gaye. Aur fir kabhi wapas nahi aaye. Is baat ko ab 1 saal jo gaya hai. Wo dobara kabhi Haji nahi aaye. Mummy ki pyaas wapas adhoori reh gayi. Maine dekha hai wo kayi baar ungli chut mein daal kar apni aag ko shant karti hai.

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Heavily decked up, Kavya was stepping into the bedroom. She’s aware of the fact that Rohan is waiting for her in the room. And she’s also aware of what’s going to happen next. He would undress her and have his way with her body. The very thought of it makes her tremble and feel disgusted.

This is the first night of her married life. As the rituals would have it, this was the first night of many more such nights that she’d have. It would be filled with disgusting acts that the world calls sex.

Her mind instantly revisits the sequence of events from the time Rohan’s family approached her parents for the alliance. Her dad didn’t even bother to check if she was ok with the marriage. He agreed to their proposal, and in 15 days, their marriage was solemnised.

There wasn’t even a single conversation between them. However, she hates sex. She never had it, but she had inadvertently seen it once. Unfortunately, it was between her parents. All she could see was her dad forcing himself onto her mom even though she was saying she didn’t want it.

Added to that, she faced men ‘accidentally touching’ her in an inappropriate way, passing lewd comments on her. In one instance, one man tried to force himself onto her. She was indeed lucky to escape. All these made her withdraw from the human touch.

She always felt men only exploited women. She even felt that it was a curse to be born a lady. With all these thoughts, she entered the room. She wasn’t aware of how to escape from her ‘so-called’ husband. And even if she managed to escape today, what about the rest of her life?

As she entered the bedroom, she saw Rohan sitting on the bed, checking his phone. He sees her and says, “Hi, Kavya.” She doesn’t respond but takes a step into the room. He gets up and walks towards her. She’s scared and worried at the same time.

He walks past Kavya and latches the door. Turns towards her. Gently holds her by her shoulders and walks her towards the bed. Surprisingly, she finds the touch more assuring and comforting than the numerous touches she experienced previously.

She walks with him to the bed. He makes her sit on the bed as he settles down next to her. Her mind begins to warn her of the eventuality. She’d be undressed, and he’d have sex with her. Unfortunately, she can’t say no, and that’s what her mom instructed her.

“Kavya,” Rohan interrupts her thoughts and continues, “I want to say something, and I don’t want you to misunderstand me for that.” He pauses as she looks into his eyes for the first time – wondering what he has got to say.

“Our marriage happened in a hurry, and we had no time to talk to each other. You don’t even know me. Under these circumstances, it’s unfair on my part to expect you to make love to me wilfully. So, I suggest that we spend time talking to each other to understand better before we take it further. I want you to mentally and emotionally accept me before we get close physically,” he stops and looks at her.

She can’t believe what she just heard. A man tells her that he will not touch her till she accepts him.

Is that even possible?

Is it true?

Without her knowledge, her eyes get moist, and a tear rolls down her eyes. Rohan gets a bit worried seeing her cry.

“Please don’t get me wrong. You’re very pretty, and I have no medical problem. I just wanted us to be more compatible and comfortable with each other. We have a whole life to spend with each other. So I want us to start our relationship with understanding and trust,” he says.

“No, no. I’m actually very happy that you’re thinking this way. I’m sorry for giving you that impression,” she responds.

This is the first time Kavya has spoken to Rohan. And she feels good about it. They chat for a while. They share details about their education, their friends, their thoughts and their likes.

After an hour of casual talk, they go into the balcony and stand there watching the sleeping locality.

Kavya then says, “I’ve got to say something to you. Don’t know how you’d take it. All through my life, I had men touching me inappropriately – in college, on public transport and at work. I never saw my dad treat my mom with respect. Once, I even saw him forcefully having sex with her. All this made me feel repulsive towards men. I just hated them. However, you’re the first man to make me feel comfortable.”

As she finishes, tears are rolling down her eyes, and she’s crying. She felt Rohan would judge her. But she also felt she should share this. Rohan gently wipes her tears and says, “Don’t worry. I’m here for you. Whatever it is, share it with me, and I’ll never misunderstand you.”

She swiftly moves forward and hugs him tightly. He doesn’t know whether to hug her back or not. He stands still. On the other hand, Kavya feels so comfortable being close to Rohan and expects that he’ll hug her back. When she doesn’t find Rohan moving, she coyly says, “Hold me.”

Rohan hugs her back and holds her gently. She moves further into him and tightens her grip around him. His hands are around her back and he hugs her back tight. She gently holds one of his palms and places it on her waist.

Although this is the first time she’s feeling a man so close, her body intuitively tells her that his hands should be on her waist. The moment his palm touches her waist, she feels she is right. He moves his other palm as well onto her waist and hugs her even tighter.

The cool midnight breeze, the warmth of Kavya’s body and the softness of her breasts pressing against his chest make it uncontrollable for Rohan. His dick gets harder with each passing moment. They are so close to each other that Kavya feels this change in Rohana.

She tightly holds his shirt and flirtatiously says, “Someone said that we would understand each other and then have sex. I guess that he’s fighting a losing battle.”

She can’t believe she said it. Rohan immediately separates from her, apologises to her and walks into the bedroom embarrassed. She follows him into the bedroom and sits next to him on the bed. She looks at him, but he isn’t making eye contact.

He’s like a kid caught red-handed while stealing a toffee. She finds it so cute that she bends over and places a gentle kiss on his lips. He’s surprised at this and doesn’t know how to react. She understands his situation. She holds his shirt and pulls him closer.

Before he realises, she kisses him—this time, the kiss is deeper, wetter and longer. They’re totally lost in each other. After what seemed like an eternity, they break the kiss. Rohan says, “Let’s stop before things go further. Let’s change and sleep.”

Kavya looks at him, holds his palm, places it on her bosom and says, “I want you, Rohan. I want you now. I love you, and I feel so lucky to have found you. Every moment that I spend away from you will make me feel that it’s a wasted moment of my life. I don’t want to waste more time now. Please take me.”

She finds it incredibly unbelievable that she’s saying that to a man whom she met a few hours back. But she’s so contended and so happy that she doesn’t want this moment to pass. She wants more of it.

“I love you, too,” Rohan says before he proceeds to kiss her passionately. As he does it, his hand wanders over her boobs, trying to grab them and squeeze them. While continuing to kiss her, he starts to remove her saree. And in no time, her saree, her blouse and her petticoat are all on the floor in a lump.

His hands now go behind her and try to unhook her bra. He makes a mess out of it. Kavya laughs out loud and says, “It looks like it’s the first time.” She unhooks it for him while he removes her panty. He makes her lie on the bed and occupies her.

As he kisses her neck and shoulders, Kavya begins to feel goosebumps all over her body. She never knew it would feel so good. She could also feel a tingling sensation in her pussy. He slowly moves to her shapely boobs. One of his hands is busy squeezing and pinching the nipple of her left boob.

His mouth is busy licking and kissing her right one. This gets her so aroused that she has the first orgasm of her life. Her fingers dig into his back while she lets out a loud moan. He watches her body tremble and quiver. Such an amazing sight, he says to himself.

As she catches her breath, she kisses him passionately and begins to undress him in a hurry. She’s eager to see him nude and kiss him all over his body. Her love for him is so much that she doesn’t even want to waste a moment. He’s nude in no time, and she’s kissing him all over.

As she reaches his lower abdomen, she finds his rock-hard member. She lovingly holds his cock, moves the foreskin back and places a kiss on its tip. That’s the first time a female touched and kissed his cock. His cock throbs in her hand.

She finds it incredibly irresistible and proceeds to take his cock into her mouth. Though it’s the first time for her with a man, the love she has for Rohan is so powerful that she doesn’t find anything taboo. On the other hand, for Rohan, this whole situation is so overwhelming that he cums instantly.

It happens so suddenly that he doesn’t even expect it. His warm and sticky fluid is all over her mouth and lips. Though the taste is very strong, she doesn’t stop and continues to suck him till he is fully spent. He turns her around and proceeds to return her the favour.

Given it’s his first time, he’s quite amazed with the female anatomy. He never imagined that a lady’s pussy was such a complex creation. The shape, the layers and the texture make him go clueless, and it’s making his cock get hard in no time. He still proceeds to kiss her pussy and licks her passionately.

Though it’s a clumsy and inexperienced effort, it still makes her cum the second time. She pulls him up and says, “I want you inside me.”

He obeys her and places himself between her legs. As he’s struggling to enter, she holds his cock and guides him into her wet pussy. She could feel piercing pain as the tip went in.

“Aah,” she shouts out loud.

“Is it hurting? Let me take it out.” Rohan is more worried about Kavya.

“No. Don’t stop,” Kavya says, “I’ll be ok, keep going.” He follows her instructions and enters her fully, and begins to fuck her. Kavya holds him tight, pulls him closer to her and kisses him while he’s busy fucking her. Her body starts to tremble.

Her pussy starts to tighten as her body is preparing for its third orgasm. While Kavya was expecting an orgasm, she didn’t expect that it would be so intense. She was gasping for breath and felt that she was going to die. At the same time, her pussy gets so tight that Rohan begins to cum.

As she was having an orgasm, she could feel his warm cum dripping in her pussy. This sensation accentuates her experience. He collapses on her as she holds him tight.

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I could feel her boobs bouncing as Rohan was fucking her harder. I pressed her boobs hard and squeezed her nipples.

Priya began to moan like a slut. “Yes, guys fuck me, fuck me like a slut. It is been so long that I was fucked by two guys at once. Use me like the cheap slut who wants her holes filled with hard cocks.”

He kissed me harder after moaning those words. She grabbed my dick and started to stroke it. I was kissing her and sucking her boobs while she stroked me. Rohan fucked her from behind. Rohan called me, “Dad, can we move to the bed?”

I replied, “No, son, sluts like her should be fucked in standing. Their pussy and legs should shiver as we fuck them. They should beg us to show mercy. Only then should we take bitches like her to the bed.” Rohan replied, “You are right, Dad, and this bitch seems to be hard to tame.”

He pulled Priya’s hair and whispered in her ear, “Bend slut.” Priya left my dick as Rohan made her bend forward. He spread her ass cheeks and kissed her pussy from behind. He started to lick Priya’s pussy.

He looked at her ass hole and said, “Dad, this bitch has got some well-used asshole too. We can drill her at once together.”

“Sure, son. Why don’t you make it wider before I get this bitch to blow me for some more time,” I replied. Now I caught Priya’s hair and pushed my dick into her mouth. Rohan started to lick her pussy and ass hole together. He soon started to finger her ass hole.

Priya started to gag on my dick as I was deep-throating her. She was also moaning for the pleasure that my son was giving her with his tongue. Rohan soon positioned his dick at the entrance of her asshole. He spread her legs and her ass cheeks wider.

In one hard shot, he sent half of his huge dick into Priya’s ass. “Fuck Priya!” I screamed, pulling my dick out of her pussy. Her face was all red, and saliva drooling over her lips sideways. I still caught her hair and slapped her face.

I asked her, “How do you feel bitch? Are you loving getting fucked by dad and son together?”

Priya nodded her head in confirmation. I squeezed her left nipple and pulled it hard. I asked her again, “Say it slut. Are you loving getting fucked by dad and son together?”

Priya moaned, “Ah, yes, I wish I had a brother like Rohan. I would always be over his dick without letting it come out of my slut pussy. I would invite my dad to join us once he is home and get my holes filled.”

I loved every word that Priys said. I hoped that Sheela would say them when I and Rohan fuck her together. I stopped my son and made Priya stand with Rohan’s dick still in her ass. I then raised her left leg and entered her pussy.

Now the pussy seems to be tighter rather the one when I fucked a few hours back. Maybe the dick in her asshole made her pussy tighter. I started to fuck, and Rohan stopped for a few minutes. Then he, too, picked up the pace. We started to fuck Priya in a rhythm when my dick is in, Rohans is out.

When Rohan pushed in, I pulled out. It was so amazing to fuck a girl along with my son. Now Rohan is holding her from behind. Raised both her legs and made her lock them around my waist. I held her ass while still fucking her. Priya held my shoulders and was moaning so loud while we fucked her in the position.

After a good 15 minutes, Rohan asked me, “Dad, can we switch the holes?”

“Good idea, son,” I dropped Priya down. Rohan pulled her by the hair and made her sit over his dick. She started to ride Rohan. They kissed each other like lovers, and she asked for more when he slapped her ass hard.

While they were still kissing, I slapped her ass hard, making it more red as it was already red. I then saw her red cherry ass hole. Positioning my dick at the entrance pushed my dick slowly in. A huge moan escaped Priya. I caught her hands and pulled her back by catching her arms.

I started drilling her ass hole now. It is my first anal experience, and I am fucking loving it. Priya began to moan and asked for more. Which, of course we gave to her. We started to fuck her in long hard strokes, and Priya squirted twice by now. First time when I fucked her carrying, and now again.

She fell on Rohan as we continued our drilling. We can still hear soft moans, and they are turning us a lot. We were about to cum, so we made Priya kneel on the floor and stroking our dicks came all over her face. “What the fuck is going on?” a scream we heard.

When we looked at the door it was Sheela. She was seeing her father and brother cumming over Priya’s face with their erect dicks pointing in her direction. I noticed Sheela looking at our dicks and gulping down her throat. Priya looked back with cum filled face.

Sheela was surprised and said, “Priya, is it you? Fucking bitch.” Priya winked at Sheela. I said, “Sheela, we can explain what’s happening here.” Sheela said, “Sure, Dad, you can explain. I will be waiting in your room.” She left after saying the words.

Priya moved to the washroom where Rohan followed behind her. I took my towel, wrapped it around my waist and went to our bedroom. I saw Sheela sitting on our bed in her school skirt. Her well-shaped thighs are very tempting. I started to get hard on again.

That’s when Sheela spoke, “Why are you covering yourself, Dad? I already saw your dick and blew it once. Take the towel off.”

I removed the towel, and my dick is saluting my daughter. She asked me to come closer. I went near her, and my dick is at her lips now. I was nervous, not knowing what was going to happen.

That’s when Sheela, looking into my eyes, opened her mouth and took my dick into her mouth. I moaned, closing my eyes and feeling my daughter’s warm mouth around my dick.

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Continued from Part 4.

We both were exhausted by the end of it but managed to pull her to the bed and I lay on top of her. I cuddled her fondly and kissed her forehead.

Then I said: Rini, you were the best fuck so far.

She replied: I know, even my dad has been telling me the same thing for the last 12 years.

I couldn’t gather it the first time when she said this.

Then I asked: Sorry, what? Can you come again?

She understood my position, and she said: 12 years Rahul, you heard that right.

Then she kissed my lips, her leg was over me, my limp cock was still rubbing through her crotch and she continued –

Rini: You heard it correctly the first time. I never told you even though you were my best friend. But my old widower dad had been filling my womb even before we met.

This sent a shiver down my spine reaching my dick which started to gain strength.

Rini: Wow, looks like someone is getting hard again hearing this.

I was getting hard again, I rubbed my dick on her crotch while cuddling her even more closely.

Then I said: I want to know more.

She hugged me more intensely resting her head on my chest. I kissed her forehead and adjusted her thigh for my dick to feel her cunt lips. I could feel the warmth of her pussy. Then I asked her again –

Me: So, 12 years you said. Did he force upon you?

She instantly refused saying: No, he is a kind man. He never forced me into it. But as you know, we both were devastated when we lost my mom.

I asked her again: Then, how did it begin?

She continued from the beginning: After mom passed away, it took both of us to settle down with our lives. Even though I was getting along with my life, but could feel the sadness in my father’s life. I was in my early 20s and I knew how he must be feeling with her mom emotionally as well as sexually. I held her boobs and started rubbing my thumb on her nipples. It wasn’t erect like earlier, but her skin was feeling good.

Then I asked: What did you do about it then?

She continued: Initially, I was confused. I wanted to help him but didn’t want to break the relationship barrier between us. Many times I woke up thinking I should maybe give him a hand job or maybe a blowjob, so he did not stray around. But that time, I met a girl from my college. She was of my age, very beautiful, sexy, and very outspoken as well. We became good friends and I would call her home on weekends very regularly.

Rini: On many occasions, I would notice my dad staring at her boobs or watching her wiggling booty very fondly. I knew he was feeling empty from inside. One day when she was at my place, we started talking about boys and the topic of sex came up.

Rini: She was very open about it and revealed she was not a virgin. She told me that, for her, sex was her choice and she never actually masturbated after she turned 19. She would find someone or the other to fulfill her sexual desires. Proudly she boasted how easy it is for girls to have sex with whoever they wish and be in control of the situation.

Rini: I asked her more if she did it for money or something. But she refused saying she just needed sex if she was horny as she didn’t need money as it was in abundance. I asked her inquisitively, what if she felt horny then, would she fuck anyone without giving it a thought.

Rini: Her reply was, “Why not? Girl as sexy as me can get any dick hard, it’s just a matter of opening my legs”. After she left, I started thinking if she could be the one to fuck my dad. She was a free soul and might have fucked many boys or men in her so far, adding one more would not make a difference. So I called her again next weekend.

In the meantime, I was getting hard again and my dick was piercing her cunt lips. Then I dragged her closer and the dick head penetrated her and entered just by an inch. I didn’t want to fuck her yet as the story was building up.

She smiled and kissed me and said: Why do all men get hard listening to the other’s sexual incidents? Even my dad gets wild while fucking me when I narrate how someone fucked me.

I smiled and she continued.

Rini: After initial chit-chat, I asked her directly holding her hand if she could fuck my dad. She was surprised and said, “Why didn’t I fuck him myself.” I told her my dilemma was that I did not wish to cross the barrier. She said, if she fucked my dad, she would want me to follow whatever she say.

Rini: Maybe she was trying to plot it against me. But she smiled and assured me that this would make my and my dad’s bonding even stronger. I readily agreed to that and she asked me to follow her instructions next week. On Saturday, she asked me to leave the house and come back at 5 pm and enter the house with the key without ringing the bell. I did as she told me and I entered the house. I knew she was there as I could see her handbag on the couch.

Rini: Then I slowly moved towards dad’s room. I could start hearing her moans and dad’s grunting. I continued and stopped outside his room and peeped inside. Now I could see, they were in a 69 position where she was holding my dad’s dick and he was hungrily eating her pussy.

Listening to her narration, I gave a slight push and my dick entered her again making her moan.

Rini continued: She looked at me and smiled while engulfing my dad’s dick down her throat. He grunted again, and this time, his face was visible. He had a blindfold and could not see me. She signaled me to come inside and I entered. I was getting horny myself seeing my dad’s 9-inch dick.

Rini: I was wearing a floral frock and I could feel my thong getting wet. Then I tiptoed closer to her face and my dad’s dick.

I gave a push, the narration was working wonders. I was very hard again. Then I chewed her nipples making her squirm with my dick getting hard inside her cunt.

Rini continued: I was standing inches away from her, and she signaled me to kneel. She was holding his dick and was jerking in between. She asked me to come closer next to his dick and asked me to open my mouth. I was hell-horny myself. With one hand, she held my dad’s dick and with the other guided my mouth on his dick.

Rini: It was my first blowjob and I was still a virgin. She made me take the whole length as far as I could. My dad left another grunt without knowing that it was his own seed who was sucking his dick. We were in a rhythm now. I started enjoying myself going up and down on his dick.

Hearing this sent shivers down to my dick and I pushed my dick even deeper. I wasn’t really fucking her continuously but was giving jerks in between, enough to keep my dick hard and also to enjoy the moment.

Rini continued: After a few minutes, my dad announced he was about to come and so did my friend. He clutched her ass so tight to suck the life of her pussy. In reaction, she held my head deeper. This made my dad’s dick hit my throat and in seconds, he started shooting jets after jets of his come. Some fell inside my mouth as it was overflowing. I was drinking my dad’s come, and for the first time, I tasted the cum that too of my own father.

Rini: My mouth was overflowing with the amount of cum he released. I reached my own orgasm for the first time and started shivering. Neither I could moan, nor I could shout. But the feeling was immensely pleasurable. Everyone was breathing heavily. Luckily, my dad never removed his blindfold.

This made me even more wild. My stroking rhythmically increased and I started chewing her mouth and was on top of her. I started humping her fast and asked her if her father fucked her today before she came to see me.

She said: Yes he did, but today, he didn’t fill my cunt to keep me horny for you.

Hearing this, I started ramming her pussy like hell. She asked me –

Rini: Do you think I am a slut?

To which I responded: You are your dad’s slut.

And filled her pussy this time in a rush. She kissed me and asked if it was too dirty for me to hear about her escapades. To which I told her that her narration made me fuck her again within an interval of 30 minutes.

She smiled and said: After that incident, many more followed but maybe I will tell you later.

We kissed again and dozed off to sleep with my dick inside her feeling the warmth of her skin.

This is Rahul Roy, your very own investment banker from London currently put up in Stratford E20/. Feel free to leave me a note at [email protected]

Signing off for now.

It was a pleasant evening with a crimson sky. I sat on a recliner in the garden area, feeling the warm air on my skin. I could hear my son Rohan huffing and puffing as he walked towards me. I chose to ignore him and continued to enjoy my tea, taking in the beautiful view of our farmhouse.

Rohan started to shout. I could see him pointing his finger at me. He was probably cursing and disappointed in me. I closed my eyes, and his voice began to fade away as noise that my brain decided was irrelevant.

‘Forty-five years of existence with a million experiences, a heart full of regret, and a lingering flame of desire in my gut. This is the summary of my life,’ I said to myself.

Feeling the pain of your secrets coming out can be strangely comforting. You realize that what you’ve been afraid of for so long isn’t as frightening as you thought. Tears streamed down my face, but I smiled.

I felt Rohan shaking me and heard him clearly, “Mom! Are you OK?” I opened my eyes and said, “Yes, sorry you saw me like that, but I’m not sorry for what I did.”

“Do you want to explain yourself?” said Ro.

I looked at him and said, “You are 22, an adult. Have I ever inquired about your personal life? Did I not give you your space? Then why do I need to explain myself for things I did when I was a young adult? I’m sure I raised you to be better than a judgmental prick. It’s a bit sad, but I’m disappointed in you, my son.”

Ro looked at me, confused and speechless, with a pinch of guilt on his face from my response. I enjoyed the wordplay and the logical dominance in my head. He quietly sat on the chair. I could see so many questions on his face, and not a word came out after my response to him.

Then he looked at me and said, “Sorry, Maa. I didn’t mean it like that. But what I saw disturbed me. Anyway, are you OK? It looked like you were crying.”

“Who, me? No, it’s just that video sparked some old stupid memories, that’s it,” I replied. Ro then said, “Maa! I know it’s been hard since the divorce. If there’s something you’d like to talk about, I want you to know I’m here.”

“Aww! Look at you, the little insensitive emotional prick consoling me,” I said laughingly.

“Maa! Come on, I’m serious. You always discount me like that. You just said I’m 22, an adult, and then started treating me like a kid.”

Me: OK! OK! I will lean on you more often going forward. It is dark already. Don’t you have college tomorrow?

Rohan: Yeah, but the night is still young. Tell me what memory made you cry and smile simultaneously.

Me: Let’s say I had a very colourful life. I know I said I’ll lean on you. But there are some things every woman would want to take to their grave.

Ro is a gentle lad. He knows prying is rude, and he understands. Ro and I live alone in Bangalore, and I have enough in my savings and stocks. The divorce settlement was the cherry on top. I had asked Ro to start a business, and I’d invest. But he inherited his Dad’s genes and wants to be a corporate dog.

We own a farmhouse about a 90-minute drive from the city where we spend weekends. We went into the house, and I asked Ro what he wanted for dinner. He said, “Anything’s fine.” I don’t like it when people aren’t clear about what they want. It makes it hard to decide.

I didn’t feel like cooking much, so I decided to make something easy and fast. I chose to make a simple meal with steak and potatoes. I put the steak on the grill and put some potatoes in the cooker on low heat. Then, I sat down next to my son.

Rohan: Maa, why did you do stuff like that in the past? Was it money?

Me: Silly boy, it wasn’t money.

Rohan: Then what?

Me: Do you seriously want to have this conversation with me now?

Rohan: I mean, yeah, that is if you are comfortable. I’m your son, and I feel like I don’t know you sometimes.

Me: Haha, well, that is by design, my boy. If I wanted you to know, then you would.

Rohan: So, do you want me to know? I mean, I would, and if there is anything you want to know, I’m willing to be completely honest with you. Ask what you want I’ll tell you the truth.

Me: Oh, now this is getting interesting.

Me: So, tell me, did you like what you saw in the video?

Rohan: Mom!

Me: Well, come on, tell me how you felt when you saw that video. Didn’t you say, “Ask what you want, and I’ll tell you the truth?”?

Rohan: Yeah, but what does that have to do with me knowing you better? I think your question is a bit off, Maa. Honestly, I don’t know what to say.

Ro gets restless with my little inquiry about the video. He starts avoiding eye contact and his nervousness is screaming from his body language. With a serious face, I looked at Ro and said, “Everything! Your answer has everything to do with you knowing me better.”

Rohan: Well, I think it was gross. It made me angry, and I’m annoyed right now.

Me: OK, I don’t think you are being honest. Your answer is not in sync with your expressions. Let’s end this conversation now.

I stood up to walk towards the kitchen. Just when I turned, I heard a low murmuring.

Me: What was that? I couldn’t hear you.

Rohan: I masturbated watching you. There I said it! That’s not just it. When I was jacking off, I imagined the current you, not the younger version of you in the video. Maa, I Love you! I admit I was expecting a compliment from my son on how hot I was in my glory days.

But hearing him say all that ignited a fire in my belly. I froze, and suddenly, the cooker whistle brought me back to reality. I nervously turned around and saw Rohan had his eyes tightly closed. He was scared, awaiting my response. I then slowly walked to him and whispered, “Me too.”

His eyes were wide open. I kissed his forehead and went towards to kitchen to sort the dinner. There was absolute silence in the house, and it was the most awkward dinner for both of us. As we settled down in the living room, I broke the ice and said, “It’s your now as me what you want, no holds bar.”

Rohan was quiet again maybe he was expecting the conversation to continue from what I whispered in his ear. Seconds later, he murmured something again, then coughed and spoke.

Rohan: So that video looked like it was homemade?

Me: Aye! Is that all you wanted to ask?

Rohan: Maa, I’m a porn addict, and I visit that site too often. There is something strange.

Me: Strange? How so?

Rohan: The video was posted yesterday, but it’s an old video. Do you think Dad did that?

Me: Nope! I uploaded it for you.

Rohan: WTF! Are you insane? What if my friends see it? I thought that was Dad in the video, as his face was blurred out. Who was that bloke in the video fucking you?

Me: Lol! Let them have a wank looking at your Mom’s cunt and butt hole. (I winked at him, smiling) and that guy in the video is your uncle Arjun, not Dad.

Rohan: Fuck, woman! Who are you? Holy shit! Please Don’t tell me I’ve got bad genes because my uncle is Dad. That would explain why I’ve never been good at math. My friends tease me as a retard when I don’t get their jokes,

Me: Haha, very funny. No, Arjun is not your Dad, and you are bad at math because you are lazy. Don’t blame the genes for your incompetence.

Rohan: How did it all begin? I want to know the real you, Maa.

Me: Alright, this is going to be a long night. Are you game? If yes, then grab the beer from the fridge.

Confession #1- The Virgin

I was raised in a very conservative ecosystem. While my friends partied and had fun, I was asked to return home before 9 pm. Papa is now old and kind, but he was a terror when we were young.

One day, I had a beer at a friend’s place and returned late. This led to an argument, and he slapped me. This was the attitude era, and the rebel in me wanted to get back at him. I wanted to lose my virginity to prove to him that I was not in his control.

I was in college back then, and there was this boy a year younger than me. I think his name was Jatin. We often exchanged glances at the bus stop, and that day, we were alone waiting for the bus. I moved closer and introduced myself. “Hi, I’m Priya,” I said. “Duh! Everyone knows,” he replied.

“OK, how so?” I inquired. He looked at me and said, “You are the hottest girl in college. Everyone knows you,” he said. I got bold and asked him if he thought that I was hot. He immediately said yes, I then took it a notch up and asked which part of my body he liked the most.

Jatin hesitated and said, “Your ass, I guess.” Just then, the bus arrived. I looked at Jatin and said, “How about we skip college today. We go someplace quiet, I’ll show you my ass, and in return, you show me your dick,” deal he exclaimed.

20 years ago, North Bangalore was a very unpopulated place. We walked for about a mile and found ourselves a safe spot under a tree. I pulled down my skirt and exposed my ass for a few seconds, then pulled it back. “Your turn now,” I said.

Jatin unzipped and flung his huge boner. Unlike me, he had it out long enough for me to escalate. I asked if I could touch it. Jatin said, “Not until you let me touch your boobs.” I could feel the tingling in my pussy. Without any hesitation, I lifted my tees and unhooked my bra.

Jatin ran his fingers on my breasts and started squeezing them. I pushed him back and said, “My turn.” Once again, Jatin’s dick was out. I pressed it hard, and his pre cum was all over my hand. I bent down to take a closer look, and he pushed my head towards his cock.

At first, I licked it and then started sucking it. Moments later, we both were semi-naked. We then heard a motorbike passing by and got scared and started walking towards the town. While walking, I asked Jatin if he was a virgin, and he said no.

His answer made me feel like shit because people younger than me were getting laid while I was still a virgin. I inquired how many girls he fucked, and he said just one. I was now super curious to know who the bitch was, so I asked him he became quiet.

“Come on, tell me I’m not jealous. I want to know,” I said.

“OK, I’ll tell you, but this could ruin my life. I trust you, so please don’t disappoint me,” he said. I crossed my heart and promised. “It’s my sister, Anju!” I stopped walking. Jatin was scared by my reaction. He immediately tried to change his response by saying it was a joke.

But it was too late. I somehow knew he was telling the truth. Jatin’s words haunted me, and I could not sleep the whole night. I had a huge orgasm fingering myself. The next morning, we met at the bus stop again. He was trying to avoid me.

I approached him and said, “Should we walk a bit further today and continue from where we stopped?” We found a building that was under construction. It was empty no workers, not a soul. To be extra careful, we went up to the third floor and started undressing in what seemed like a Master bedroom.

There was a pile of sand in the room, and it was dark. Jatin and I were both naked. I started sucking his dick. He then sucked and licked my cunt while I was standing. It was a bit uncomfortable, so we found a few bricks and a wooden mat in the building.

Jatin first laid the mat, piled the bricks in it, and made me sit on it. I spread my legs, and he licked my pussy like a dog. I then lay on the mat. Jatin squatted on my stomach and placed his dick in between my boobs. I had my left hand under Jatin’s ass to ensure he did not put his weight on me.

I slowly slid my left index finger into Jatin’s asshole. I sucked on it with my eyes closed while he tit-fucked me. I then got on my fours, and he started fucking me real hard. Jatin ensured he pulled before he came. He then sniffed my asshole. I turned around and asked him if it smelled nice.

He smiled and said he loved it and wanted to fuck my butthole. I was horny as hell and agreed. With a little spit and a couple of failed attempts, he managed to insert it and slowly got deep inside me. After a few pushes, I asked Jatin to withdraw. He noticed I was not enjoying it.

“Did I hurt you? I’m sorry, Priya,” he said. I told Jatin that it was not his fault, and I enjoyed it. He kept apologizing, so I told Jatin that inserting his dick in my shit hole made me want to take a crap. I was so embarrassed. I asked Jatin to go out of the room so I could take a dump on the pile of sand that was in the room.

Jatin’s eyes were lit he asked if he could watch while I did my business. I was a bit hesitant and agreed. He dug a hole in the sand, and I sat Indian style. I was so ashamed that I covered my face and applied pressure. A long smooth turd fell in the hole.

The next one was about to come, and just when my ass was twitching and opening, I could feel Jatin inserting his finger in my butthole. It was too late for me to take it in, and Jatin had his palm full of steaming shit. He wiped his hand on the sand and asked me if he could fuck my shitty ass.

I immediately got in the doggy position and spread my ass cheek with one hand. I told, “I want you first to sniff my dirty ass lick my shit and fuck me hard.” Jatin wasted no time he followed my instructions and came inside my asshole.

Me: And that’s how I lost my virginity!

Rohan: Fuck Maa, Fuck! That’s the craziest and kinkiest stuff I’ve ever heard.

“Oh, there’s lots more, but first, let me take care of that boner of yours,” I said, smiling.

To be continued.

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Hello friends, meri pehli story ko itna pyar dene ke liye aap sabhi ka bahut-bahut shukriya.

Pichli story mein maine aap logon ko bataya tha ki kaise maine Sejal ke sath bus mein makeout kiya. Ye story usi ki continuation mein likh raha hu. Hope aap log ise bhi utna hi pyar denge.

Us din jab main ghar pahuncha tab main saatve aasmaan par tha. Mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi aaya tha. Us samay hum logon ke paas smartphone nahi hua karte the, aur internet/Facebook chalane ke liye cyber cafe jana padta tha.

To main change karke fresh hoke shaam mein cyber cafe chala gaya. Maine waha jaake Facebook login kiya. Tab maine dekha ki Sejal ne mujhe friend request bheji thi. Maine request accept kar li aur kuch songs download karne laga. Tabhi mujhe Facebook par Sejal ka message aaya.

Sejal: Hello Raghav, tumne to aaj meri duniya hi badal di.

Raghav: Mere liye bhi ye ek naya aur bahut hi acha experience tha.

Sejal: Mujhe to abhi tak tumhare touch ki feeling aa rahi hai apne jism par.

Raghav: Tumhe pehle kisi ne chua nahi hai?

Sejal: Nahi, main apne aap ko kabhi-kabhi choo leti hu, jab kabhi mann hota hai. Par kisi ladke ne kabhi nahi.

Raghav: Kya, tumhe jo bhi kuch hamne kiya sab acha laga?

Sejal: Acha? Bahut-bahut acha laga. Jab se ghar aayi hu, mere dimag mein wahi chal raha hai. Aisa lag raha hai badan mein abhi bhi aag lagi hui hai. Jo sirf tum hi bujha sakte ho.

Sejal ki ye baatein sun ke mere raungte khade ho gaye. Wo to mujhse bhi zyada excited thi. Fir maine usse uska number maanga. Usne number deke bola-

Sejal: Direct call na karna, pehle message karna, fir main reply kar doongi. Jab akele rahungi, tab call karungi.

Maine wahi kiya jo Sejal ne kaha tha. Maine use message karke rakh diya. Usne 2 ghante baad mujhe reply kiya. Fir maine use call ki. Usne mujhe bataya ki Shrishti bhi mujhe pasand karti thi. Hum zyada baat nahi kar paye. Usne last mein mujhe ye kaha, ki kal main subah bus se utarne ke baad top floor ke girls bathroom mein milu.

Hamari bus sabse pehle college pahuch jati thi. Uske kareeb 20-30 minute baad hi baaki buses aati thi. To top floor par us samay zyadatar koi bhi nahi hota tha.

Maine kaha: Theek hai, main pahunch jaunga.

Agle din jab main waha pahuncha, to Sejal mera wahi intezaar kar rahi thi. Mere washroom ke andar aate hi usne mujhe zor se pakad liya. Ab mera lund uski chut ke upar touch ho raha tha, aur uske boobs mere seene mein gade jaa rahe the.

Fir usne upar meri taraf dekha aur apne honth mere hontho par rakh diye. Hum dono ke badan mein current daudne laga. Hum ek-doosre ko paaglon ki tarah kiss karne lage. Main apni tongue baahar nikaal ke use french kiss karne laga.

Usne bhi mera bharpoor sath diya, aur hamari tongue ek-doosre ke sath khelne lagi. Kiss karte-karte usne meri pant ke button ko khol kar kab mera lund apne hath mein le liya mujhe pata hi nahi chala.

Wo mere lund ko pakad ke hila rahi thi, aur mujhe paaglon ki tarah kiss kar rahi thi.

Mera lund uske touch se fanfanane laga. Hum dono ek-doosre se alag hue, aur maine uske kaan mein kaha ki aaj meri baari thi uske badan ka rass-paan karne ki.

Wo boli: Kya matlab hai tumhara?

Main use ek washroom ke andar lekar gaya aur seat par bitha diya. Fir maine uski skirt ke andar hath daal kar uski jaanghon ko pyar se sehlaya. Uske muh se aah nikal gayi. Fir dheere-dheere main uske underwear tak pahuncha, uske badan mein jaise sursuri si daud rahi thi.

Usne apni aankhen band kar li aur enjoy karne lagi. Maine lage hatho uske underwear ko utaar ke apni jeb mein rakh liya, aur uski chut ko apne hath se sehlane laga. Uske muh se zor-zor se siskariyan nikal rahi thi-

Sejal: Ohh Raghav..ahhh.. ouch..Waha mat karo, waha bahut kuch feel ho raha hai..

Wo jab bhi mujhe kehti ki yaha hath mat lagao, main samajh jata ki wahi mujhe sabse zyada hath lagana tha. Ab main taiyaar tha uski jawani ka rass peene ke liye. Maine apna hath hata ke use seat par aage kheencha, aur apni zubaan uski chut ke upar lagayi.

Uske shareer mein zordaar current laga aur uske muh se zor se aahhhh nikli. Usne zor se mere sir ko apni chut pe dhakel diya. Isse meri zuban uski chut mein andar utar gayi. Uski feeling saatve aasman par thi. Meri zubaan ka sparsh apni chut ki gehrayi mein mehsoos karke wo pagal hui jaa rahi thi.

Sejal: Aaahhh Raghav, bahut maza aa raha hai. Haa isi jagah, ohhhh aaaahh.

Kuch der maine apni zubaan se use tadpaya. Uske baad mujhe mehsoos hua ki uske shareer mein akdan ho rahi thi. Aur kuch hi der mein uski chut ne apna rass mere muh mein chhodh diya. Wo bahut zor ki siskari le kar nidhaal ho gayi. Main uske rass ki ek-ek boond chaat ke pee liya. Wo mere upar sir rakh kar aise hi nidhaal padi rahi.

Kuch der baad jab use hosh aaya to usne mujhe kaha ki wo firse us din ki tarah mere lund ka swaad chakhna chaahti thi. Usne mera lund apne hatho mein lekar apne muh mein le liya. Uske ek-dum aisa karne se meri aahhhh nikal gayi. Maine uska sir apne hath se peeche se pakad liya, aur uske face ko fuck karne laga. Usne bhi poora lund apne muh mein andar-baahar karna shuru kar diya.

Uske muh ka feel mujhe pagal kiye jaa raha tha. Mujhe lag raha tha ki main jaldi hi chhoot jaunga. Maine uska sir zor se apne lund par dabana shuru kar diya, aur jaise hi mujhe laga ki mera paani nikalne wala tha, maine uske sir ko zor se apne lund par dabaya, aur uske gale tak lund ko andar utaar kar apna maal uske gale mein chhodh diya.

Usne ek aagyakari randi ki tarah mere maal ki ek-ek boond ko gale utaar liya, aur fir apne honth apni zuban se aise chaate, jaise tasty breakfast ke baad chaate jaate hai.

Fir wo uthi, aur mere muh ko apne hatho mein leke mujhe ek zordaar kiss kiya. Fir usne mujhe itne maze ke liye thanks bola aur kaha-

Sejal: Ab jaldi chalo, aur buses aane wali hongi. Koi dekh lega to problem ho jayegi. Maine apne kapde theek kiye, aur usne bhi. Fir hum alag-alag raaste se apni class mein pahunch gaye.

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Continued from previous.

I was petrified to talk to Mahesh about asking for an intimate encounter. I needed to learn how to start. But one day, he really liked the biryani I brought for lunch, which gave me an idea. I invited him over for a special biryani lunch at my home.

It took me a while to gather the courage. But eventually, I asked him, and he agreed, though he seemed hesitant.

Wait, there was a problem because I live in a flat with a friend. Luckily, one day, she told me she was going out of town for the weekend, so I asked him to come over.

When the day arrived, I rose with eager anticipation. Today was the day I would prepare a feast for him. Despite my rationality, a flicker of superstition crossed my mind. I cooked with words that he should reciprocate my feelings and feel the warmth in every bite.

I invited him over with everything ready, and he promised to be there before lunch. I then moved to get ready. I went to take a bath and came back to look at myself in the mirror, nude. I applied lotion all over my body to look good, then selected a dress that might attract him.

Finally, I chose the bra and panties I mostly reserve for rare occasions. I felt a mix of excitement and nerves as he arrived. We ate lunch and then sat down on the couch to talk. I gathered my courage and asked him if he was still a virgin. He paused for a moment, then said no.

He asked me the same question, and I admitted that I wasn’t either. He said he lost his virginity in college to a neighbour girl. Then we talked about sex before marriage, and we both agreed it’s good if it’s okay with mutual concern.

Even though it was a bit scary to talk about, I felt having a conversation with him may lead to my plans. He caught me gazing at him as if he was waiting for a signal from me to start something. There was a spark of keen interest creeping in his eyes.

“I wanted to tell you about this hidden desire,” I say with a slight wave of excitement, remaining calm. “I’ve had partners my age, but I’ve always been hoping to be with somebody at the age like you.”

“I mean… you… like to be intimate together?” I asked, my cheeks reddening in this blend of nervousness and excitement.

There was silence between us for a second. I was waiting to hear his response. Later, he said he was ready and asked if I was sure about it, and I replied yes. As he slid on the couch near me, my heart skipped a beat when I saw how his eyes kept on me.

Could not help but look at how his eyes caught onto the low-key bar in my V-neck. A small peep of my cleavage could be seen. His eyes had slowly travelled down the dress, resting for a fleeting moment at the slit along the side of the dress, revealing a compelling glimpse of my thighs.

He came nearer, and our legs, being pressed, nodded gently. It was a one-word promise of future intimacy between us. His lustful eyes followed me, and his heat met mine before his grin melted to a mischievous curve of his lips.

He was so close to where I sat on the couch and brushed his fingers down my knee. He put his arm around me, and my cheeks were flushed. I felt his heat as he brought his face nearer to mine. In a whisper, he uttered words.

“You look blissful in that dress,” he said, wearing a look that showed his sexual arousal.

I skipped a beat when I saw how he gently caressed my hair with his arm around me.

And when he whispered in my ear, “Oh my gosh, it is so hot.”

He then touched my arms gently, which felt really lovely and intimate. I shifted closer to him on the couch, our shoulders now tightly together. His lips found their way to my earlobe. I felt a surge of heat pooling low in my belly. His kiss was gentle yet insistent.

He took my earlobe between his lips, his breath warm against my ears. With tenderness, he gave a gentle nibble with his teeth. A soft gasp escaped my lips as a rush of sensation flooded my body. His lips continued their journey, tracing a path of the sensitive curve of my neck.

With a soft sigh, I leaned into him, my body aching for more of his intoxicating touch. I hold his head steady, locking eyes with him. I lean in, my hand gently guiding the back of his head, pulling him closer to me. His hand finds its way to my bosom.

Our lips meet in a fervent kiss. I lose myself in the sensation of his mouth against mine. His kiss is deep and passionate. As we kiss, his hand on my bosom, the weight of his palm against the soft curve of my bosom. Meanwhile, my hand rests on the back of his head, fingers entwined in his hair.

I pull him closer, urging him to deepen the kiss. Then his knees sank into the cushions of the couch, and I was between his knees. Our eyes locked, and without a word, he reached out. His hands cradled my face as he drew me nearer. The scent of his skin mingled with mine.

Gently, he pressed his lips against mine. I melted into his embrace, my fingers tangling in his hair. I felt him suck gently on my lips, drawing them into his mouth with a delicious urgency. In response, I reciprocated, tasting the sweetness of his mouth with a fervour that matched his own.

With a hunger that seemed insatiable, our mouths opened to each other, eager to taste and explore every inch. Our tongues danced in a heated dance, exploring, tasting the tease of biryani, and claiming each other with an unspoken hunger. As our lips finally parted, his gaze bore into mine with a depth of desire.

His lips brushed against mine lips with a feather-light touch, “Can we go to the bedroom?” And with a silent nod, I took his hand in mine and led him to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, his arms wrapped around me in a tender embrace from back. He leaned in to kiss the nape of my neck. His lips pressed against the nape of my neck. His hands gently cupped my bosom under my dress. His fingers traced delicate patterns that made my breath catch in my throat.

His kisses were intimate, each one sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. I leaned into his touch, my hands finding their way to his, fingers intertwining. I surrendered myself to the intoxicating dance of desire. As he played with me, his touch sent ripples of pleasure radiating through me.

My body responds eagerly to his every caress. With each gentle squeeze of his hands, I felt myself drawing closer to the edge of ecstasy. His lips move from left to right on the back of my neck, trailing a path of fire along my skin. It’s not just a kiss.

It’s like he’s swallowing me, just like how we swallow a cone of ice cream with our mouths, tasting every inch of me with hunger. I can feel the beat of his heart against my back, matching the rhythm of my own. His warm breath tickles my ear, sending shivers down my spine and causing a soft giggle to escape my lips.

I couldn’t suppress the giggle, the sensation of his affectionate nibbles sending delightful shivers down my spine. I wriggled in his grasp, attempting to break free, but his hold remained firm, his laughter mingling with mine. With each tender touch, he held me tighter, his embrace a playful desire of mischief.

I giggled, squirming even more, determined to keep the playful banter going. Later, he released his embrace and turned to face him. He reached for his t-shirt, pulling it over his head in one fluid motion. The sight of his bare chest sent a thrill racing through me.

Unlike the guys I had met before, who were usually shaved, he had hair. As he looked at me, I followed his lead. I reached for my top, pulling it over my head to reveal the bra underneath, matching panties peeking out. My heart was pounding.

I watched him remove his pants, leaving him standing before me in nothing but his boxers. With a soft gasp, I took a step closer to him. I felt the heat of his body as I touched his chest. His hand trailed close to the curve of my bosom. With a gentle touch, I placed my hand on his chest, halting his advance.

“I want…” My voice caught in my throat, and I continued, “I want to ride you. I want you to lie down on the bed, and I’ll be on top.”

His lips curled into a blazing smile. Without a word, he nodded. As he lay on the bed, I climbed onto the bed. I lowered myself onto him, feeling the delicious pressure of his body beneath mine. A rush of desire flooded through me, urging me to explore every inch of his body.

Leaning down, I pressed my lips against his lips, a soft yet passionate kiss. In turn, he takes my lower lip between his own, gently sucking and teasing. I reciprocate his movements, capturing his lower lip between my own. We were in perfect harmony.

I parted my lips, and I was sitting in position on his waist; he made a move to get up. I pushed him back, my hands finding their way to his chest as I gazed into his eyes. My hands wandered lower, fingers dancing over his nipples. I teased and tantalised him with each caress.

Moving with a slow, deliberate grace, I lower my lips to his chest. I feel the rise and fall of his breath beneath me, matching my own. As my lips reach his nipples, I pause, my tongue flicking out to tease the sensitive flesh.

But I don’t stop there. Oh no, I’m just getting started. My tongue dances with his, exploring every crack and tasting every nuance of his chest. I watch his reaction. A soft gasp escaping his lips urges me on.

With playful ease, I alternate between gentle nips and swirling circles with my tongue, each movement designed to elicit a response from him. His breath becomes ragged, his chest heaving with desire as I continue to tease and tease him.

I pull back slightly to nip it with my teeth. Teasing him mercilessly before easing the sting with a gentle sweep of my tongue. His hands grip the sheets, his breath coming in short gasps as I continue to play with him. I shifted to the side and moved a little down, my hands tracing the outlines of his boxers.

I could feel the heat of his arousal through the fabric, and I couldn’t resist the urge to explore. Rubbing my hands over the fabric stimulated a low moan from him. Feeling his guidance, I eagerly complied, removing his boxers with a sense of anticipation.

As his erection jumped free, I couldn’t help but admire the sight before me. Now, My hands were between his waist, my knees between his legs. With a sense of curiosity and longing, I leaned in closer. My tongue darted out to taste him, to explore his hardness with a hunger that touched on despair.

I used my tongue to taste it, starting from the bottom and moving all the way to the top. I felt bigger than anyone I’d been with before, and it excited me. This was just the start of something exciting and special for me. Then, I held it with one hand and with each flick of my tongue for every gentle lick.

And with a sudden surge of boldness, I took him into my mouth, sucking gently on the tip as I explored every inch of it. I could feel him growing harder in my mouth. It was just sucking, like how I tasted my strawberry ice candy. I continued to pleasure him with my mouth.

I felt the need for more lubrication to enhance the experience. I let my saliva flow, coating him in a slick layer of moisture. It made each movement smoother and more sensual. I enjoyed every moment of sucking him, savouring the sensation of his hardness against my tongue.

With each gentle motion, I tilted my head and turned his cock, exploring every angle and curve. He raised his legs slightly, and his hands found purchase in my hair. His moans only fuel my desire. As he moans, I respond instinctively, sinking until he fills my mouth, enjoying the way he stretches me to my limits.

His moans become more urgent, more desperate, driving me to push further, to explore every inch of him. His moans grew louder, more urgent, as I continued to pleasure him. I reluctantly parted from it, moving to my knees before him. With a gentle tug on his arms, I guided him into a sitting position.

As he settled into the sitting position, I leaned in to kiss his lips tenderly. Our lips danced in a sweet, passionate way as we held each other’s faces, pulling closer. After a brief moment, his hands moved away from travelling to my shoulders and went to unclasping the hook of my bra from the back.

I released the kiss, allowing him to pull the bra from me. I revealed the curves of my bosom. He gently cupped them in his hands. His fingers traced my contours with a feather-light caress. His touch became more intimate and passionate, as if he wanted to memorise every curve and contour.

Later, with a tender touch, he pressed his thumb against my lower lip. I parted my lips, inviting him in, the soft pressure of his thumb against my tongue. Meanwhile, his other hand found its way to my bosom, cupping it with a firm yet gentle alternatively.

I arched into his touch. I let my hand wander, trailing down his chest until it found its destination: his balls. My one hand on his shoulder for grip. With a delicate touch, I caressed them, feeling their weight in my palm. As he pressed his lips to my bosom, I arched backwards, my hands on the bed behind me.

“Oh,” I gasp, the pleasure radiating through me as I tilt my head back, my chest rising and falling with each breath. His tongue encircles my nipples, my breath hitching in my throat as he delicately licks and sucks them. His kiss is both gentle and firm, in a perfect balance, pleasure rippling through my body.

“More,” I plead, my fingers clutching at the sheets. His lips form a tight seal around my nipples. A soft moan escapes my lips, a mixture of pleasure and anticipation.

“Oh,” I whimper, my voice trembling with desire as his tongue swirls and teases, sending waves of pleasure coursing through me. “Yes, just like that,” I gasp, my breath hitching as he sucks me slowly at first.

“Don’t stop,” I plead, my moans growing louder and more urgent with each passing moment as he gradually increases the pace, driving me to the brink of ecstasy. “Mmm,” I sigh, a soft sound escaping my lips as he switches to the other.

“Oh, yes,” I gasped, lost in the sensations.

“More,” I plead, craving his touch.

“Don’t stop,” I moan, overcome by desire.

With a husky voice full of desire, he whispered those words that sent a shiver down my spine. “Your panties are distracting me,” he revealed, his eyes fuming with need.

As I lay back, I instructed him to remove my panties. With a gentle touch, he slid the fabric down my legs. His eyes never left mine as he revealed the most intimate parts of me.

Wait for more action.

To be continued.

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Dear Readers, these were most read in the month of March 2024.

1) Fucking my wife’s friend

By: madhu sudhan

My wife’s friend is unsatisfied as her hubby does not fuck her. Read how my effort to help her ended with us in the bed within a few days of our meeting.

‘She started to kiss me back passionately. I kept pressing the boobs harder and slowly inserted my hands into her kurti. Now I was pressing her boobs above her bra. I tried to remove the top-up to suck the boobs, but she insisted on not keeping it open in a public place.’ Read the entire story here.

2) My widow, housewife mom in Mumbai

By: indianincest

Sadim was attracted to his widow, housewife mom Maria. One day, Maria asked her son to give her a massage. Learn how it led to the widow mom getting fucked.

‘Suddenly, one day she asked me to lick her pussy. I was really excited because I was really waiting for this movement. I licked her pussy and drank her cum. Then she sucked my dick and drank my cum. Again for a week, we both sucked and licked each other and satisfied ourselves.’Read the entire story here.

3) The Desperate Widow – Part 1

By: lovesexaddiction 🥉

Vidya saw her friend’s son’s cock while he was taking a leak. She was determined to seduce him. She succeeded in trapping Rahul into exploring her body.

‘His cock got hard in an instant and throbbed inside the loose shorts in the absence of the briefs. Seeing the young man squirming on the sofa, knew that Rahul ‘MAY’ fall for her charms. But she never knew as she was his mom’s age and her friend.’Read the entire story here.

4) Brothers Swap Wives During Lockdown

By: saturn_fucker

During the lockdown, the Garg brothers were bored of fucking their wives. They decided to swap wives and start a new way of life, which all of them enjoyed.

‘In this moment, the boundaries of marriage and traditional values were blurred. The only thing that mattered was the pleasure they were giving and receiving. Their bodies intertwined, sweat glistening on their skin as the room filled with the sounds of their moans and heavy breathing.’Read the entire story here.

5) Mother’s teaching – Part 2

By: naughtybunnystories

My mom and I were enjoying the nasty things. Read how I sucked her boobs hard and then made her pussy cum by fucking with my tongue.

‘She was moving her hand over my hair. Then she lifted up my head and asked me to suck another ball with a nod and eye contact. I was doing as per her sayings. She was rubbing her balls upon my face, and I was having so much fun.’Read the entire story here.

6) Chachiji MMS!

By: rjcorona 🏅

I helped my aunt make hot and erotic MMS videos for her to sell and make money. She had to pay off her loans and also save the reputation of my family.

‘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.’Read the entire story here.

7) Forbidden Love: My Mother’s Anniversary

By: saturn_fucker

It was my parents’ anniversary, but I was the one to slip into my mom’s bed and make love to her! Find out how that happened in this taboo sex story.

‘The sound of her moans was like a sweet symphony to my ears. I was lost in a daze for what felt like an eternity. It wasn’t until I reached climax and released myself into her eagerly awaiting core that I snapped back to reality.’Read the entire story here.

8) Teacher’s Forceful Submission!

By: rjcorona 🏅

I had a submission which I had forgotten about. My teacher made me lick her pussy as a punishment. When she enjoyed it, she called me home to fuck me.

‘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.’Read the entire story here.

9) Transformation from a Homely Wife into a Slut

By: sandhya26

Cunningly drugged by an unknown person resulted in me getting fucked by my two bosses at my workplace. Yes, now I was completely transformed into a slut!

‘He grabbed my waist and proceeded with his palm to my boob. He grabbed my left boob and started to maul it mercilessly. Instead of feeling discomfort, I moaned inside his mouth. I was holding his shoulder with one hand and proceeded with my other palm inside his underwear.’Read the entire story here.

10) With Friendly neighborhood Anjali Aunty

By: madhu sudhan

The day I met Anjali aunty in the supermarket must be the best day of my life. I will narrate how it got me the opportunity for my first fuck with a MILF.

‘I did what she asked me to and kept licking her pussy for 15 minutes. I saw her legs and body tremble 2-3 times during this period, and that was her orgasms. Then we again started kissing by lying on top of her, and my cock was touching her pussy lips.’ Read the entire story here.

We hope you have your dicks in your hand or your fingers in your wet pussy after reading these stories. Share them with your partners or friends so that they can also enjoy!

I am Rajesh, back to continue the story where I left off.

Part 1: Chronicles of Hyderabad – The First Sexcapade

First of all, thank you to the readers for the amazing feedback and responses. With some, I had a great conversation and physical encounter, so I hope to continue the same.

Here it goes: After the steamy session, I and the horny housewife whom I met in the mall decided to have lunch. We ordered some food which came around half an hour. In between, we were having some casual conversation.

Once the food came, I sat on the dining chair. Meanwhile, she was roaming around the kitchen, butt-naked. So, I was having a hard-on just seeing her ass jiggle. While coming towards the table, she started smiling upon seeing my boner. She came near me, and she bent down intentionally to open the food so that her pussy and ass were completely open towards me. I started by playing with my fingers. I rubbed her clit to which she moaned lightly. Then I slightly increased the pace, which she couldn’t control. She stood upright, at which point I lost touch with her pussy.

Then she came to me and said, “Let’s have lunch differently.” I surprisingly asked her, “What is on your mind?”

She didn’t say anything; she just came towards me and sat on my dick, facing me. Then she let out a little “Ooh.”

She started riding slowly while we were eating. I intentionally dropped the ketchup on her boobs. On the pretext of cleaning, I started to eat her firm nipple.

Seeing the hottie riding me, I couldn’t control but started slapping her ass and tried inserting my thumb in her ass while she was riding.

After a bit, she got tired, and I took control. I caught hold of her neck, and I stood up while she was still in my arms, and I started to pound her while I was just standing. I could feel the warm juices from her pussy and she started moaning crazily. Her thighs started moving rigorously, and she started slipping from my dick.

I caught her from falling, as she was having difficulty standing. To which she giggled and I carried her towards the bathroom. Then I started the shower, and we were completely drenched, but we didn’t care as we were kissing like lovers. I started applying body wash to her body.

Then I turned her around, caught hold of the horny Hyderabad housewife’s ass cheeks, and started spreading them. I applied body wash to her asshole. As it became slippery, I inserted two fingers, and she let out a loud moan and asked me to be careful as her husband had never used it before.

I said, “It’s in my care, do not worry.”

Then I started moving my fingers to and fro to make it loose. She was unable to control me and let out a fart, to which I started laughing. She was embarrassed, but I said it was okay. Soon, I put another finger, but she said it was painful and asked me to take it out. I stopped at that moment with my fingers inside and started eating her pussy.

Once I saw she was a bit comfortable, I started moving three fingers inside her ass. After 2-3 minutes, it became a little loose. Then I stood up and applied body gel to my dick to make it slippery, positioning it right at the entrance of the asshole. She started breathing heavily and started to embrace the fact that her ass virginity was going to be lost.

I gave some force and inserted the dick head, and it went with a pop sound. She squeezed her face, and her nail dug into my hand, which was holding her neck. I gave my dick some extra force and half of my dick was inside her. She screamed, saying it was hurting. I stopped any movements and started kissing her. Meanwhile, I was playing with her clit too.

After a moment, I gave all my strength and inserted all of it inside her ass. She started screaming like anything, but I held her with all my strength and kissed her neck.

After a few minutes, I asked if she was okay, to which she nodded her head. I started moving my dick to and fro. She was still crying, but she was enjoying it too. Soon, I could feel my dick tip touching something hard, but I kept pounding with the water running through our bodies. I abruptly took my dick out, and she let out a huge fart. She started calming down a bit. I again inserted the full dick, this time, with all my force. She screamed, “Oeee… My ass is gone, you motherfucker!”

I just started laughing.

After pounding the housewife for around 15 minutes in the standing position, I lay down on the floor and asked her to take my dick in the ass and ride me. She sat down on my dick gently and started riding slowly, with only half my dick inside her ass. What a sight it was – her wet hair sticking in her face and her tits jiggling up and down.

After a few minutes of riding, I started to fuck her in the same position with some speed. She started moaning loudly and fell on my chest. We started kissing and meanwhile, I was fucking her ass at full speed.

While fucking, she had a great orgasm. She started pouring juice on my stomach, and it felt so warm, which made me more excited.

After a moment of fucking, I felt my cum building inside and started fucking with more speed. After two minutes, I spurted all my cum into the married woman’s tight ass. As my cock shrank, it came out along with my cum and her scat liquid. She was just lying dead on my chest, and her ass was still releasing gases.

We had a great laugh. I helped her get up and cleaned her up well in the shower. She was unable to walk due to the pain. So, I carried her in my arms in her room, and we both slept like lovers.

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So, this is the end of my story with this beautiful married woman. However, I had a lot more sexual encounters in Hyderabad, including with one of my readers.

Any married or single woman in Hyderabad can reach out to me to have a great time. My email ID is [email protected]. Others may also send their feedback and suggestions.

Disclaimer: A few women reached out, saying they wanted to have group sex with me and the lady, but just to be clear, she was not ready for it due to her privacy concerns. Kindly respect that. However, I am open to any kind of session.

Kindly wait for my next story with a new encounter. Till then, stroke your dicks and pussy and have a great time.

Ro tried to hide his boner. I sat next to him and moved his hand, which was covering his dick. I squeezed his cock gently, and Ro sighed with pleasure. I then slid my hand in his tracks and felt a massive boner with sharp hair. He must have shaved recently.

I was playing with his dick, and Rohan asked me to stop. I instead gripped his dick harder, and a hot stream of cum was on my palm. I continued to smear his jizz on my palm, then washed my hands in the sink returning to my seat.

Rohan: So, what happened next?

Me: A lot. We continued this almost every day and explored new kinks. But one day, Jatin was acting weird and paranoid, so I asked him what was going on.

Jatin had his head down and said, “I’m sorry, Priya.” This made me nervous. My head was full of thoughts like did he film me, or did he tell someone? Are we being blackmailed, etc? “What the fuck Jatin! What’s going on? Speak, you bastard!”

“I told Anju about us,” Jatin said, “Oh Fuck! What the fuck is wrong with you, dude?” I exclaimed. This revelation killed the mood, so we just sat quietly in the building, sharing a smoke. I then heard some noise and told Jatin there might be someone. But Jatin brushed it off as a street dog.

I gave Jatin a look, and he agreed to search the abandoned under-construction building with me. I finally cornered the person in the other room. I had a metal pipe in my hand. I yelled, asking the person to come out or I’d hit them. Jatin, on the other hand, was neither motivated nor scared.

It seemed fishy. I screamed again, “Get the fuck out or I’ll kill you!” A girl’s soft voice responded, “OK, I’m coming out. I’m unarmed, so chill.” Jatin snatched the metal pipe from my hand. I stood in awe at what I saw.

A 5-foot-tall girl with jeans and tees, a denim jacket, and beautiful straight hair walked towards us. She was a femme fatale. Jatin then said, “Priya, this is my creepy sister Anju. Anju, this is Priya. Now that we are done with introductions, let us go home.”

Anju then stopped Jatin and said, “What’s the hurry? Why don’t we sit down and have a chat?” We all went towards the master room. It was dirty and dusty, so I suggested why don’t we go to a coffee shop. Anju said, “No, let’s just sit here and talk. I like this spot.”

Anju got comfortable on the sand and sat on the spot where I had taken a crap a few days ago. She patted on the sand next to her, asking me to sit with her. Jatin followed me. I sat on the right-hand side next to Anju and Jatin on the other side.

Anju then looked at me and said, “You are so pretty, Priya.” I blushed at her compliment and said, “Thanks, Anju, but you are prettier than me.”

Then Anju wasted no time and said, “So I’m guessing you already know that my brother fucks me. I heard about your adventures with Jatin. I came here today hoping to see you both in action. Would that be all right with you if I watched while you both had sex?”

I told Anju that I would not be comfortable if she were watching. But I was willing to do it if she joined the fun. Anju winked at us and said, “All right, as the elder in the group, let me take the lead.” Anju got naked and said, “I loved it when I heard you both had dirty sex, so shall we re-create the scene?”

Before Jatin or I could answer, Anju started kissing me and pressed my face into her beautiful boobs. My first time with another girl, and it was so amazing. Jatin unzipped and pulled down his pants. Anju undressed me on the sand and was kneeling over my face rubbing her pussy on my mouth.

Suddenly she started pissing on my face, I swallowed some, and some entered my nose. I pushed her away and started coughing. Anju then started kissing my face and liked my cheeks drenched in her pee. She then asked me to turn around, and I was lying on my stomach.

It was uncomfortable with the sand and small stones piercing my skin, but I enjoyed it anyway. I could then feel something warm falling on my ass. It took a few seconds, and the smell in the room screamed what it was.

I wanted to be in control of the situation. I did not want to become a sex slave for these siblings. So I stood up and said, “Anju, why don’t you get on your fours like a bitch that you are? Let me see how your brother fucks you.”

I said, “Hey, Jatin, don’t you want to smell your sister’s ass just like you did mine the other day?”

He put his nose up to her asshole and kept sniffing, and then he licked her over and over from her asshole up to her pussy. Then he got on his knees over his sister’s face and directed his cock in her mouth. She sucked on it like a whore. Jatin then lifted his sister’s legs and licked her ass and pussy.

Then he stuck his finger in her pussy and pulled it out. He put his finger in her mouth she sucked his finger like a pro. He would suck his finger after he pulled it out of her ass. Then Jatin guided his cock in her asshole. He pushed very slowly until it went all the way in.

He fucked her ass slowly, pulling his cock almost out. Anju was moaning loudly as her brother fucked her filthy asshole while I rubbed her clit with my fingers and kisser her.

I went behind Jatin, hugged him, and whispered, “Would you like to fuck my holes while your sister sits on my face rubbing her pussy and dirty ass with your jizz coming out.?”

Jatin exploded in his sister’s ass as soon as he heard me. His dick popped out of Anju’s ass. It was still hard and covered in some brown along with his jizz. I held his dick and smelled it. Then smeared his dick on my face and started deep-throating it until Jatin came into my mouth once again.

He looked at both of us and said, “That’s it, girls! Any- more, and blood will come out of my dick, I quit!”

While the siblings from hell were satisfied, I didn’t get to participate much. Anju came to me, kissed me passionately and bit my lip. I was enjoying this new experience.

She sucked on my tits and kept complimenting me by saying things like, “Priya, your boobs are so huge.”

“Wow your tits are so perky and pink.”

“Priya, your pussy tastes so sweet.”

Anju’s expressions, the way she rolled her eyes and bit her lips when she said something kinky about me, made me go crazy. I wanted to submit to her and learn from her completely. So I said, “Anju make me your whore. I’ll do anything you ask.”

Anju smiled and said, “I’m a mean mistress. Will that be all right with you?”

“Slap me, pinch my nipples, spank my ass, put your fist up my ass. Make me clean your pussy and asshole when you piss and shit. I’ll do anything you ask, no complaints,” I said.

Anju then smilingly said, “Sure, but there is some homework for you.  I want you to fuck your brother before the next weekend. If you accomplish the task, I’ll accept you as my slave.”

Rohan: Holy molly! Maa, you are a nymphomaniac!

Me: Yeah, whatever.

Rohan: What happened next? Did you fuck Uncle Arjun? How did things turn out?

Me: Look, it is almost morning. Get some rest. We will leave at 7. You’ve got college. We will continue this next week.

Rohan: Fuck college. I want to know what happened now. Please, Maa, don’t do this.

Ro kept begging to hear more, and I ignored his plea, kissed him on his lips, and left the living room. In the end, Ro ended up jerking himself off on the couch, watching my video again. We left the farmhouse for life to continue and business as usual.

To be continued (Maybe)

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