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Hi doston, sorry for the late updates. Jaise ki pichle part mein maine aapko bataya ki kaise ek bed share karte hue didi ne mujhe seduce kiya, aur main bhi didi ke perfect boobs ko choosne laga. Meri zabardast boobs sucking se di ek baar jhad chuki thi, aur unhone mujhe propose kiya.

Di ne jab mujhe kaan mein I love you bola. Tab main un par baitha tha sirf underwear mein, aur mera khada lund di ke pet par unko feel ho raha tha. Unhone mujhe hug kiya tha. Maine bhi di ko I love you too bola, aur cheeks pe kiss kiya. Fir unko french kiss karne laga.

Main di ko kiss kar raha tha. Tabhi unka ek hath dheere se mere underwear mein mere lund ko dhoondhte hue pahunch gaya. Achanak se lund pe ladki ka hath pehli baar pada, to main shock ho gaya aur hamari kiss toot gayi. Di ne mere lund ko kass ke pakda, aur ek jhatka diya zordaar, aur mera shocked expression dekh ke hasne lagi.

Di ne mujhe dhakka diya, aur bed pe lita diya, aur ab wo mere upar baith gayi. Mera underwear nikaal kar apne dono hatho se mere lund ko pakad liya. Room ki halki light mein di ko mere upar baithe hue lund ko pakde dekh ke aisa laga, jaise koi kaam devi baithi ho, aur aapko dekh kar muskura rahi ho.

Di sirf shorts pehne apne bade boobs ke sath khule baalon mein mere upar baithi thi. Maine di ke boobs ko dabane ki koshish ki, to di ne mere hatho pe thappad maar kar unhe hata diya. Ab didi mujh par control chaahti thi.

Di aage jhuki to unki zulfe mere muh par bikhar gayi. Jhuk kar di ne meri chin ko kiss kiya. Fir mere gale pe kiss kiya, aur aise kiss karte-karte meri chest par aa gayi. Uske baad usne mere nipples pe halka se bite kar diya. Fir mujhe pain mein dekh ke hasne lagi. Mujhse ab control nahi ho raha tha. Already mera precum nikal raha tha.

Di ne anguthe se mere lund ke tope ko dabaya. Unke anguthe pe mera precum lag gaya tha. Unhone mujhe dekhte hue ek smile di, aur dheere se apne anguthe ko muh mein daal kar choosne lagi. Fir apne hath pe unhone thooka aur apni thook ko mere lund par malne lagi.

Di ne ab mera hath liya, aur apne boob pe rakh diya. Main dheere-dheere unke bade-bade boobs ko pyaar se masalne laga aur sehlane laga. Di bhi apne ek hath se meri upper body ko feel kar rahi thi, aur doosre se mera lund dheere-dheere hila rahi thi. Room mein sirf halki siskariyan thi, aur hum dono ek-doosre ko feel kar rahi the.

Mere lund se paani kabhi bhi nikal sakta tha, par di bahut aaram se lund hila rahi thi. Tabhi achanak se unhone apne ek hath ko apne panty mein dala, aur apni geeli chut mein apni ungliyan dali. Fir wo ungli mere lips pe rakh di. Main bhi unki fingers ko dheere-dheere suck karne laga. Unka namkeen paani taste kar raha tha. Ek ajeeb si smell thi, par mujhe wo sab acha lag raha tha.

Di ne achanak se mere lund ko zor se hilana shuru kar diya, aur apne doosre hath se mere kandhe ko bed pe pin kar diya. Mere virgin lund ne kabhi aisa zordaar hamla saha nahi tha. Main lund bhi jab hilata tha to aaram se aur yaha didi ne achanak se zor-zor se mera lund hilana shuru kar diya.

Mujhe dard bhi ho raha tha, aur maza bhi aa raha tha. Maine di ke boobs ko zor se press kar diya, aur tabhi ek jhanjhani si shareer mein uthi, aur mujhe lund pe bahut dard hua. Mera lund ab yudh haar chuka tha, aur zor se usne poora maal nikaal diya. Mera garam maal seedha di ke pet aur boobs tak gaya.

Maine di ke boobs ko chhodh diya kyunki main bhi thak chuka tha. Di ne apne ungliyon se mera maal apni chikni kamar se uthaya, aur aur use chaatne lagi. Ab wo bhi thak chuki thi. Wo jhuki aur apne sar ko mere seene pe rakh diya, aur mujhe hug kar liya.

Hum dono gehri saanse le rahe the, aur dono paseene mein bheeg chuke the. Di aur main dono ek-doosre se chipke the.

Maine bola: Thanks di, aap sabse best behan ho. I love you a lot.

Di ne hass ke kaha: Babu main to kab se is moment ka intezaar kar rahi thi.

Aisa keh kar di ne meri chest pe ek halka kiss kiya. Di ke bade boobs mujhe firse meri chest pe feel hone lage. Aur mera lund dheere-dheere fir khada hone laga. Di ko ye feel hua unke thighs par. Unhone mujhe dekha aur mujhe smooch karne lagi, aur mere hontho ko choosne lagi. Main bhi firse di ki curvy chubby body ko apne ek hath se feel karne laga, aur doosre se di ke baalon ko sehlane laga.

Ab mera lund ek-dum khada ho chuka tha. Mujhe ab bas di ko chodna tha. Maine apna hath di ki short mein dala, aur unki badi gaand ko dabaya. Mera lund di ko apni chut ke paas feel hua. Di ne kiss toda, aur mere kaan mein bola-

Di: Bas bachhe ki tarah khelega hi, ya such mein tu bada ho gaya hai tere lund ki tarah?

Main samajh gaya di ko kya chahiye tha. Maine fataak se di ko bed pe palta, aur ek jhatke mein unka short nikaal diya. Mere saamne di ki chikni chut thi. Main samajh gaya di ne sab pehle hi plan kar liya tha. Di ki chut ek-dum geeli ho chuki thi.

Maine apna angutha di ki chut pe rakha. Rakhte hi mera angutha di ki chut mein fisal gaya. Di ke muh se halki se aah nikli. Maine pehle apni ek ungli di ki chut mein dali. Di ne moan kiya aur boli-

Di: Aaram se, mera first time hai.

Maine porn mein dekha tha ki chut pe pehle thook lagana chahiye. Maine wahi kiya, aur di ki chut pe thook lagayi. Fir maine dheere se di ki chut mein apni ek ungli dali aur use aage-peeche karne laga. Di ko maza aa raha tha. Wo moan karne lagi.

Thodi der baad maine apni doosri ungli di ki chut mein dali, to di ke muh se zor ki aaahh nikli. Di ki chut ka rass mast jharne ki tarah beh raha tha. Main di ko fingering kar raha tha, aur unke boobs ko masal raha tha. Wo saatve aasman pe thi.

Unhone bola: Bhai ab nahi saha jaa raha.

Main samajh gaya chut garam thi maar do loda. Maine di ke chut se ungli nikali, aur unki gaand ke neeche takiya rakha. Di bhi ab taiyaar thi. Unhone apne muh se thook apne hath pe mera lund pakda, aur apni chut ke darwaze pe set kiya.

Hum dono ki dhadkan tez thi. Mera lund bhi dard kar raha tha, kyunki ye mera bhi first time tha. Kuch samay ke liye hum ek-dum freeze ho gaye the. Mere mann mein chal raha tha ki ye sab sahi nahi tha. Jo saamne nangi ladki leti thi, wo meri didi thi. Maa ke jaane ke baad unhone mujhe bahut pyaar diya, par ye pyaar alag tha.

Ek baar agar ye lund aage chala gaya, to fir kabhi wapas peeche nahi aayega. Sab kuch badal jayega. Main itna soch hi raha tha ki di ne firse mere lund ko masal diya. Mera dhyan toota, to saamne ek kaam devi thi, jiske chehre pe ek smile thi, aankhon mein hawas, aur uske boobs jo upar-neeche ho rahe the. Un par halka-halka paseena kamre ki halki roshni mein heere ki tarah chamak raha tha.

Maine apni aankhen band ki aur halke se apna lund di ki chut mein dhakel diya. Mere lund ka topa jaise hi chut mein ghusa, meri body mein ek vibration sa ho gaya. Mere lund ko jaise uska ghar mil gaya ho. Meri aankhen band thi.

Tabhi maine di ki cheekh suni: Ruk jaa ruk jaa, dard ho raha hai nikaal le.

Meri aankhen khuli. Maine di ko dekha, aur apna lund nikala. Par ab main ruk nahi sakta. Maine fataak se firse apna lund di ki chut mein daal diya, aur aage jhuk kar di ko lip kiss kar liya, aur dheere-dheere lund ko aage-peeche karne laga.

Di ko dard ho raha tha, par kiss ki wajah se wo kuch bol nahi paa rahi thi. Par apne hath se mujhe dhakka de rahi thi chhootne ke liye. Par main unse height aur size mein bada tha. Main dheere-dheere apne lund ko nikaalta aur dhakka deta, aur har baar thoda zyada lund andar hota.

Abhi mera aadha lund hi andar gaya tha, par di se wo saha nahi jaa raha tha. Wo mujhe hath se maar rahi thi, aur kiss tod ke bol rahi thi.

Di: Babu ruk jaa please, bahut dard ho raha hai.

Mujhe apna poora lund andar daalna tha, isliye maine di ke dono hatho ko pakad liya, aur bed pe pin kar diya. Uske kaan mein bola-

Main: Sorry di.

Aur ek zordaar jhatka diya. Is baar mera lund poora andar. Mujhe di ki chut ki garmahat feel hui. Di ki aankhon se aansu aur muh se gaali nikli pehli baar apne chhote bhai ki wajah se.

Unhone kaha: Ruk jaa behanchod…

Main thodi der waise hi raha, aur fir dheere-dheere lund aage-peeche karne laga. Ab di ka dard kam ho raha tha, aur maza badh raha tha. Ab wo cheekhein siskariyon mein badal gayi thi. Maine thodi speed badhayi. Ab di ke hath jo mujhe dhakka de rahe the, wo mujhe hug karke apni taraf kheenchne lage.

Maine ab apni speed badha di. Di ki aankhen ab chadh gayi thi, aur muh se khaali aah umhh aaram se aisi awaaze aa rahi thi. Main zordaar chudai kar raha tha. Ab room mein sirf moaning ki awaaze thi. Di ki body akadne lagi.

Unhone bola: Mera nikalne wala hai, ab aur nahi.

Mera bhi first time tha. Mera lund bhi ab paani chhodhne hi wala tha. Di ne mujhe zor se hug kiya, aur apne nakhun ko meri peeth mein ghusa diya, aur wo jhad gayi. Unki awaaze ek-dum shaant ho gayi, jaise di mein koi jaan hi nahi bachi.

Tabhi mere lund se paani nikalne hi wala tha. Maine apna lund baahar nikala, aur mera maal poora udd kar di ke thighs, chut, aur pet pe lag gaya. Hum dono mein ab himmat nahi bachi thi. Main bed mein di ke baaju mein let gaya, aur pata nahi kab hum so gaye bina ek-doosre se kuch bole.

Iske aage ki story next part mein doston, sorry for the delays. Apna feedback [email protected] pe zaroor share kijiye. Mujhe aapki mails padh kar acha lagta hai. Main koshish karunga ki next parts without delay upload karu.

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

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

She was subjected to bodily pain, and her rights to walk were revoked. Fellow students pee on her, and professors take her virginity. Silicone is inserted into her breasts, and she is given a new dress of wax. She was ordered to drink her pee and eat rice cooked in it.

Her birthday is humiliated in public, and she gets tattoos on her body. The story continues with the next part.

Dean again took me in the middle of the circle. He announced that Miss Juhi would be auctioned now. Whoever wins it will get the first chance to fuck her in all three holes. He announced that only students would participate in this auction. Soon, my base price was announced.

Dean ordered me to introduce myself. This wasn’t very comfortable, but I had to do it. My tongue was fumbling, and I was out of words. But still, I said my name and class details. Dean stopped me and ordered me to introduce myself in a slutty manner.

To talk about my figure and what I can do to increase my bidding. He also ordered me to display my body while saying all this. This was a height of humiliation. I had to humiliate myself in front of the whole crowd.

I was lost in all these thoughts and received a spank from the Dean on my ass. “We don’t have time. Come on, make a start.” With no option left, I started my humiliation.

“I am miss Juhi. My figure is 34-28-36. I am a dirty slave, a cheap whore who is ready to take every cock and please a man. I am a bi and can please a woman as well. I am a good cock sucker and can take in the lengthiest cock in my mouth. I love to eat cum from the cock. I can be a good slave as well and love a lot of hurt and humiliation. My breasts are very juicy and have hard nipples. All my 3 holes are ready to be used. Please make me your slave.”

I almost cried after this. There were a lot of roars and claps all around. Dean started the auction. Soon, the bidding amount started to go high. Everyone was trying to bid higher and higher. I was surprised to see students spending so much amount to buy me. Bidding almost continued for half an hour.

Finally, a student bought me for 20 times my base price. Everyone congratulated him and clapped. Dean ordered me to crawl to him, hand handover my leash, and come with him to the centre. I crawled and soon we both were in the centre.

Dean ordered me to open all his clothes and lick his feet. He was my owner for the next 30 minutes. This was so humiliating. I would be used and fucked in front of the whole crowd. Soon he was nude, and his cock was hard and at 90 degrees. I licked his feat clean with my tongue.

Soon, Dean gave him a free hand for the next 30 minutes. He started by putting his cock in my mouth. He gagged me and fucked my mouth for some good time. He then ordered me to turn around and bend at 90 degrees. He then entered from behind and entered his cock in my ass.

It hurt me quite a lot due to the rough fuck. In the final ten minutes, he entered my pussy and fucked like anything. After some time, I started to enjoy a little and had multiple orgasms. Finally, he released his cum in my mouth and had to drink it all.

I was fucked previously as well. But in a closed room and by teachers. Being fucked by fellow students and in front of a crowd was so humiliating. I was asked to kneel again. Dean took the leash in hand and ordered me to crawl and asked students to follow him.

It would have been a couple of minute’s journey before Dean stopped near a wooden log. Dean ordered students to light up a fire near the log. The log was part of the tree which was cut. Dean then ordered me to lie down on my stomach on the log.

My upper body was on the log. My thighs are in a vertical position, touching the base of the log and half legs are on the ground. Dean tied my hands to the log and my legs to the ground. I couldn’t move my hands now apart only my mouth.

Dean announced that we would play a quiz of 7 questions each time. The top 2 people who answer the most will get a chance to use Miss Juhi’s body for 15 minutes. They can fuck her, pee on her, spank her and slap her whatever they wish to. The only condition is no blood and scat.

Whoever wins it won’t get the next chance. Hearing this, everyone was so happy and roared. I was dumbstruck hearing this. My pussy and ass are going to be torn apart today.

Dean started the quiz, and 2 students won. They came near me. One fucked my mouth, and the other gave his dick in my hand and asked to play with it. The person getting the blowjob moved at my back. Another student came near my mouth and started fucking it.

They took their turns and fucked my ass, pussy and mouth. They utilized their full time before filling my mouth and ass with their cum. The next set of quizzes started. The other two students came and almost did the same.

While being fucked in pussy, I was enjoying a little bit. As soon as I realize that everyone was watching me being fucked, humiliation used to take over. This continued till almost 75% of the students had fucked me. There were a couple of girls as well.

They lay on the log and enjoyed oral sex for the whole duration. Dean announced the end of it. Almost one-fourth of the students showed their dissatisfaction as they didn’t have a chance.

Dean said, “You now understand the importance of studies. You missed this golden opportunity.” Students requested the Dean to give them a chance. Dean gave some thought. He announced, “You all would get a chance, but you could only use one hole for 10 minutes.”

He created chits for those 10 students, and everyone picked one chit. Everyone picked it, and they got to know their number. Each student took their turns and fucked me hard. Most of them used my anal hole, and some used my mouth. Everyone was enjoying me getting fucked in front of the audience.

The teachers and the Dean were having drinks and were enjoying my humiliation. Students were roaring and clapping. All three holes were now hurting and were numb by now. Finally, all those 10 students turn was done, and I could relax.

Dean announced the closure of this fucking session, and I could relax a bit. I thought my body could relax a bit. It was getting a little colder as well. But Dean had his plans. Dean gathered all the students and announced that it was time for them to go to their tents.

He further announced that Miss Juhi wasn’t allowed to sleep. We needed to keep her awake. So everyone who needs to piss at night should piss on Miss Juhi’s body so that she keeps on shivering and isn’t able to sleep.

Dean ordered me to pull my tongue out and then put clips on it. “This will keep your tongue always out and won’t let you sleep.” I was getting so much frustrated with the Dean but had no option. Dean then ordered the students to disperse.

I tried to relax a bit and sleep. However due to discomfort, I didn’t have sleep but had small naps. It must be around 3-4 hours. One student came, he pulled out his dick and peed on me. It was quite cold, and on top of it, he drenched my body, which added to my coldness.

He left, and then one of the teachers came and peed on my body. On top of it, he fucked me from behind in both the holes. My pussy and ass was still hurting, and he added to the misery. Then another teacher came and fucked me. It looked like Dean had given powers to teachers to fuck me if they wished to.

Several students came and peed on me and kept my body wet all the time. I was hardly able to sleep. At one point, there was a queue of students to pee on me. Students were coming multiple times to pee in one night. Probably after pissing, they were drinking a lot of water. That was a hell of a night for me.

I had a little sleep for half an hour. Then the sun came up, and I woke up. People started to wake up and came out. Dean came out, removed the clamps from my tongue, and opened up the ropes. Finally, I was able to stand up. He gave me half an hour to freshen up, but I was not supposed to take a bath.

Students were also getting ready, and it was time to go back. Students and teachers boarded the bus. The Dean again made me stand on the bus front. Clamps were put again on my tongue and it looked like a hungry dog keeping her tongue out.

Dean then announced that students can write anything on my body but one student 1-2 words only. Everyone cheered up, and students started to write dirty words like slut, bitch, cum dump, whore, pig and whatnot. Dean’s idea was to show all this in public while I stood on the bus.

I stood on the stand with my tongue out due to clamps. My hands and legs were restrained, and everyone started to write on my body. My whole body had different colours now. The thought that this bus would go through the streets made it very humiliating for me.

Tears were in my eyes but no one cared for that. Almost everyone was done, and I was standing helpless. Dean ordered to board the bus and everyone was now inside. The bus started, and it soon hit the streets, and everyone started to stare at me. People were laughing and passing lewd comments.

Every eye was oozing on my body, trying to read every word. My tongue out due to clamps was making it more humiliating. This time, the Dean took a long route, which was dense with the public. Finally, the bus entered the college premises, and it almost took 2 hours to get there.

My hands were opened, and clamps were removed. I was ordered to do the daily routine of work and then meet in the Dean’s room at night. Day passed off, and I crawled in the night to Dean’s office. There were other teachers, and they were having drinks. I was asked to serve drinks and food.

Later each one of them fucked me. I had to suck their cocks and do whatever they ordered. I wanted this to be all over. After the party ended, Dean ordered me to go to bed and be present in the assembly tomorrow. I crawled to my bed and didn’t know when I slept.

I woke up early in the morning and crawled to the assembly, where every other student was present. The usual assembly carried on.  Once it was done, the Dean called me to the centre of the stage. He announced that Miss Juhi’s six weeks of punishment are over now.

She had tried to do whatever was ordered of her, and as a result, her punishment was over now. She will now be studying as a normal student. Saying this, he handed me one set of clothes to wear. Tears started to come through my eyes, and I fell to my knees.

There were many disappointed faces in the crowd hearing this. Many wished this to continue forever. But the Dean had to follow his rules. He also announced that he hopes everyone has learned a good lesson and that no one will dare commit such a mistake.

After some time, I stood up and asked the Dean if I could say something. Dean gave the mike to me. I thanked the Dean for ending my punishment.

With wet eyes, I said. “It would be very hard for me to sit with my fellow students and study here. They have seen a lot of my humiliation, have fucked me, peed on me, and whatnot. I won’t be able to be friends with them and sit along with them. This constant thought of my humiliation will keep revolving. I cannot study here now.”

Dean: I understand, but there are no other colleges here. So unfortunately you will have to study here only.

Juhi: Try to understand from my point of view. How will I be able to make eye contact with them, have lunch with them, play with them, and participate in group events?

Dean: Whatever, but I don’t wish to stop your studies due to this. So even if you have to face all this, you would need to continue.

Juhi: Sorry to say, sir, but it’s very hard to continue like this. Every student would see me naked, even with clothes on, and would be passing comments.

Dean: Though I understand your situation, we don’t have any options.

Juhi: Sorry, sir, but I can’t; please find some way. You have put me in this, and now you should help me and find a way out.

Dean thought for a while. “We have one option. You can get personal training from me at home. I will teach you at home. You can appear for exams at the college. This way, you won’t have to come to school. You would live with me 24 hours a day, but I would need to discuss this with my wife.

Juhi: I am fine with this; it’s just that I don’t want to be studying here.

Dean goes backstage and calls her wife, discusses with her for some time, and then returns. “My wife, after a lot of convincing, has agreed to this. But we both have a few conditions.”

Juhi: What conditions? I am ready for everything.

Dean: Good, but better hear it out. You would be living with us 24 hours a day. You would have to forget about your house and social life. You won’t have a married life, would be our slave, and would be used the way we both wish to and for life.

Juhi: Are you serious? Please think about other options.

Dean: This is the best and only option I have for you.

Juhi: What about the public? Will I be there as a slave as well?

Dean: Nope, only ours.

I was thinking, “How could I forget about the cruel nature of the Dean?” Tears were in my eyes. My life is already ruined. It’s better to be humiliated by a couple than the whole public. At least no one will dare humiliate me under the protection of the Dean. With tears in my eyes, I broke and fell on my knees.

Words were not coming out of me, but with fumbled words, I said yes. Dean and her wife joined and made me stand. You have made a wise choice. They came up with a collar, “Dean’s slave,” and offered it to me. Dean’s wife wrapped the collar around my neck and ordered me to kiss her and Dean’s feet.

Students were seeing the whole scene. They seemed to be a little sad as they wouldn’t be able to witness this further. Students started to say that we all have a lesson. But what about the upcoming generation? If they don’t have a lesson, they might commit the same mistake.

Dean thought and said, “This day would be declared a slave day. Miss Juhi, for one day, would be publicly humiliated and punished in front of the whole college. This would keep reminding students of the consequences of committing a mistake.”

I was surprised to hear this, but then I thought it was just for a day in a year. The students started to roar and clap for the Dean. Dean then dispersed the assembly and attached the leash to my collar. Dean handed the leash to his wife, who crawled me from the stage to her home.

I was now their slave. I had to do all house chores and be nude whenever I was at home. Even if there were guests or parties at the Dean’s house, I always had to be naked. People are allowed to play with my body and also punish and humiliate me.

Outside the home, I was allowed to wear clothes without inners, but the collar was always around my neck. The only better part was that my studies were going well, and I was excelling in them. Dean himself used to teach me. Whenever he was not there, he ensured other professors came and taught me.

Things were going okay, I would say, in terms of studies. But my humiliation and punishment continued. Dean and his wife used to treat me like anything, even while having sex. I used to give them oral pleasure and then lick them clean. My life was continuing like this.

The slave day that used to come once a year was very horrible, but I had no choice. I was humiliated and punished in front of the crowd. My studies continued, and I focused completely on them. Soon, I started to excel in it. I was the most learned person now, and the Dean was happy to see this.

My life was going through a lot of twists and turns. With time, I was becoming sexier with my body and boobs, getting into the right shape and weight. Dean was getting older, and time was nearing his retirement.

With all this humiliation and punishment done by men, I developed a strong hatred against men. This used to grow more and more day by day. This feeling was so much in my mind and heart that whenever I used to see men, I used to think about humiliating and punishing them. I was helpless, though, thinking about punishing them while I was nude.

On retirement day, there was a huge function at the college. There were a lot of speeches and functions, and finally, it was the Dean’s speech and announcement of the new Dean. Dean came to the stage and carried me as well with his wife. I was given a nice dress that day to wear.

Dean delivered his speech, sharing his overall experience during his entire tenure. The speech left many people with tears in their eyes. Finally, the time came to announce the next Dean. He said that he has driven this college with a lot of honesty and discipline and wishes for this trend to continue.

He gave a lot of thought to who could be the next person to step in his shoes. He has been continuously thinking of a name. Someone who is well educated is firm, understands this college and its values very well, and could carry this legacy further.

After all thoughts, he arrived at a single name, and that is Miss Juhi. The crowd, for a moment, went into silence, including me. I had never thought about this in my wildest dreams as well.

“She is very well educated and knows about the discipline of this college. She is well aware of the functioning of this college. She has seen a lot of ups and downs in life. It has made her very strong and a person who thinks from the mind rather than the heart. She is perfectly placed to step into my shoes.”

Everyone rose from their seats and started to clap. It looked like everyone welcomed his decision. Dean called me near and removed the collar from my neck.

He said, “You are now freed from your slavery, but you will now be a slave to this college. This is yours now, and you have to drive it with total honesty and discipline. I am putting this in your capable hands. From now on, you will be treated with dignity.”

Finally, the ceremony was over. I took charge and started to drive the school, but the hatred towards men didn’t go down. Due to the position of my chair, I was able to maintain a balance, but nobody knew about the future. Seeing men daily and some who had humiliated me used to trouble me every day.

So Miss Juhi had taken over and was running the college. Still, she was waiting for something, something to happen, waiting for history to repeat itself. Repeat whatever happened to her and what she had gone through.

She was waiting for someone to commit the same mistake, but not Juhi this time, but maybe Jay, Jeet, John, or Jeorge.

So, guys, I will end the series here. I hope you enjoyed reading it. Please take some time to drop me a message or email and provide your valuable feedback on how you liked this series. This series has ended, but it could be a new beginning; you never know.

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Hi everyone, it’s my very first story.

Ashish and Kanishka had been married for two years. They loved each other dearly, and their bond seemed unbreakable. Kanishka is a beautiful twenty-seven-year-old woman, and her husband is an average-looking thirty-one-year-old guy. They both work in IT.

Theirs was an arranged marriage. They fell in in love with each other and have a pretty good life. They both planned to go to Goa for a mutual friend’s wedding. But at the last moment Ashish got a training session in New Delhi for a week. So he had to drop the plan.

They planned to have a great weekend in Goa, along with the wedding. But now they had to drop the plan, and Kanishka was very sad. Ashish was sad, too, but this training would lead him to promotion, and both made up their mind.

Since they had already applied for leave, Ashish asked Kanishka to go with her friend Shruti to the wedding. Kanishka was worried at first. But Ashish comforted her by saying she should go out instead of staying alone in the house. Kanishka was finally happy.

Shruti too was really happy, now that she has got company. So, as planned, Ashish dropped both Kanishka and Shruti at the station. Then he went to the airport to catch his flight to Delhi.

Finally, Kanishka and Shruti got on the train. They began to chat, as they had been seeing each other for a long time. They caught up about their lives and work. Shruti is Kanishka’s childhood friend, and they know each other’s secrets. They both studied in the same school and the same college.

Shruti – it’s been a long time, Kanishka.

Kanishka- Yes, it’s been a long time, my dear friend.

Shruti- I am glad your husband booked a first-class coupe. We can relax in comfort. I am also glad that you invited me.

Kanishka – well, you have to thank my husband. If not for his damned training, you would be coming in a bus. Right?

Shruti – Yes, I am also sorry for your husband’s program. I am sure you both planned a lot for the weekend.

Kanishka – Hmmm, now it seems I have to spend time with you, Shruti.

Shruti- Well, we can have all the fun we want dear. What happens in Goa stays in Goa!

Kanishka – Yes, dude, we can booze.

Shruti – We can wear bikinis.

Kanishka – Hold on, that’s a strict no, no.

Shruti – Come on, Kanishka, who’s going to know? We can booze, do drugs and even attend rave parties, and I can’t wait to get laid.

Kanishka – Shruti, that’s too much. I know you want to explore a lot, but still.

Shruti – Kanishka, relax. I want to do stuff that has no consequences. We are at the peak of our age, and why not have fun. I am sure you have your fantasies.

Kanishka – of course, boozing is good. I think we can do drugs, too. I mean, we wanted to do it when we were in college. Now’s the chance.

Shruti – That’s pretty lame. What I meant was sexual fantasies.

Kanishka – Why are you so obsessed with sex? It’s pretty lame. Once you get married, you will get tired of it.

Shruti – Oh my god, don’t tell me you got bored with sex? I mean, we both had a lot of fantasies about sex in our college life.

Kanishka – You are right. I got bored with sex. It’s not as amazing as you think.

Shruti – I think you got bored with your husband. Well, for your information, I had sex with 6 different guys. Each time, it feels as if something new.

Kanishka – (Dumbfounded) What? 6 guys? I know you had a boyfriend in college and another now in your work. But 4 others.

Shruti – (Blushes) Keep quiet, Kanishka. It’s not a big deal. Yeah, I had a bf in college and now in my work. But I also have 4 other bf’s, too, but not long term. One is my gym trainer. Another is a Swiggy guy, another is a TL from my previous job. The last one is my distant cousin. Just a few meet-ups and a few one-night stands, nothing more.

Kanishka – Really, Shruti, isn’t that morally wrong? I mean, you are cheating on your current boyfriend.

Shruti – Dude, even I don’t know if I am going to marry the current one. It seems more like time has passed. Look, I will be sincere once I am married to the one who is meant for me, but who knows what the future brings? Shouldn’t we be supposed to have fun too? We are living in an age where these things are normal.

Kanishka – I know, I know. Much of such news is coming nowadays. Just don’t get into trouble.

Shruti – I know that. That’s why you have to be careful. Always choose guys who are not serious and are for time to pass. In that way, both can get what they want and remain in a better and understanding relationship. Never choose guys who want to be very serious in a relationship, these guys are the ones who will never want to leave you and will be a huge problem. These guys deserve good girls like you. (she finished it by winking at Kanishka)

Kanishka – Hmmm.

Shruti – But we both know you are not that much innocent.

Kanishka – What do you mean?

Shruti – We both were sexually hungry during our college days. We both share a lot of Adult jokes and even talked about masturbation. Hell, we even shared about our masturbation experience. You are the one who taught me to use a nail polish cap and a small carrot for masturbation, and it turned out to be good.

Kanishka – (slightly blushing) Oh please, it was nothing. That was a different me. But you got a bf and lost your virginity and bragged to me. I had to wait till my marriage. Though it was fun for a few months, my husband lost interest after a year. Even I don’t feel too much towards sex nowadays.

Shruti – Dude, let me tell you something! If you had accepted Azar’s proposal in college, you would not be so against sex. I mean, you guys had some intimate moments, but that’s nothing compared to real sex.

The name Azar made Kanishka forget the present and think about the past. A name she had almost forgotten in the 2 years of her marriage life. Kanishka had been friends with Azar, a charming boy (now a twenty-six-year-old man), during their college days.

Azar had a huge crush on Kanishka and even proposed to her multiple times. However, due to religious differences and family study commitments, Kanishka had to decline his love proposal. However, they remained good friends. The mention of Azar’s name made some butterfly effect in Kanishka’s stomach.

She was lost in her memories of the time they spent together. Her first kiss with him. All those night chats, video calls (nothing sexual though, but definite flirting), holding hands together sometimes. Listening to their fav songs and doing some stupid reels (all of which were lost).

Hanging out with him on his bike, bunking some class. Eating the biryani he made for her and sharing their lunches, fighting for chocolates and ice creams, arguments they made and making up for it, all those pics they took. They were inseparable in their college lives.

The last time she saw him was at her wedding. He was really sad but never showed it anyway.

Shruti- Hey Kanishka, are you there? Did I disturb your thoughts? Looks like a cat caught your tongue. You still have not forgotten him?

Kanishka – Hmmm, I didn’t even think about him for years. But you were in contact with him. So how’s Azar?

Shruti – Well, he’s good and guess what? He is coming to the wedding too!

Kanishka – (Panically) Wait, what?

Shruti—It’s our friend Kavya’s wedding, Kanishka. Of course, most of our gang is coming, including Azar and Avin.

Avin is Shruti’s bf in college.

Kanishka – Wow, we can finally meet them.

Their gang had 10 members, including Kanishka, Shruti, Azar, Avin, Kavya, Sheetal, Hemanika, Christy, Urvi, and Vishal. They were the closest and remained together throughout the college. Of this, Urvi and Vishal have married each other (another college couple).

Sheetal and Christy married guys through an arranged marriage like Kanishka. Hemanika, Shruti, Avin and Azar remain unmarried. Kavya gets married to Bipin, a good friend of Ashish. He introduced Bipin to Kavya when she came to visit Kanishka.

So that’s why it’s a mutual friend’s wedding for both Ashish and Kanishka.

Shruti – it’s a long time since our entire gang met together.

Kanishka – I thought Azar and Avin were not coming. That’s what Kavya said when we talked.

Shruti – Yes, Azar is supposed to go to Dubai for a job. I don’t know Avin’s story. Never talked with him after our breakup. But looks like Vishal talked them through, and they are coming. But the bad news is Christy and Hemanika are not coming.

Shruti – Christy is 7 months pregnant, and her in-laws have made her cancel her program. Hemanika is currently in the UK. She just came to India 6 six months ago. And coming now would be a huge financial problem for her.

Kanishka – Yes, I know Hemanika will not come. But I hope we can meet Christy. Now that, too, is gone.

Shruti – I think Azar came to the wedding to meet you. Now, knowing your husband is absent will make him so much happy.

Kanishka – Shut up, Shruti. He’s not like that, and so am I.

Shruti—Really, I know if there is any opportunity, you two will be happy to spend time alone. Remember what happened during our college tour? You two were sitting together on the bus. You both slept on each other’s shoulders, and you both looked really cute.

Kanishka – (Her face was fully red) And that was it. We were good friends and never had any bad intentions.

Shruti – Oh really, I know what really happened. You both were snogging when the lights were turned off in the night. He was cupping your boobs (above her clothes) While you tried to pull it off and caught hold of his hand.

Kanishka – (Panics) How do you know that?

Shruti – I was sitting behind you guys with Avin. For some reason, he slept, and I was awake. Then I heard some very light kissing and mumbling sounds from your seat. I got up calmly and as quietly as I could and saw your actions.

Shruti – You stopped kissing him when he tried to put your hand above his dick. That’s when you pushed him off, and he very quietly apologized. He then tried to kiss you, but you slapped him.

Kanishka – (Face fully red) Hmmm, so you saw it but never made fun of it to me.

Shruti – I respect your privacy, dear. I would never make fun of your intimate moments. That’s your own to cherish it. But I know he didn’t stop there. The next day, again during the night. He first kissed your arm, then you kissed your neck, and you guys started kissing again, licking your tongue and exchanging your saliva.

Shruti – But your hands never made any moments like the last night. After a few minutes, the lights were on. You guys quickly fell apart. I sat quickly, and we all went to sleep.

Kanishka—My, My. You saw all of this, but thanks, dear. Yes, the next day, he apologized, behaved properly and promised not to do things that were above the limits. We agreed only to kiss and hold hands—nothing more.

Shruti – No mention. I know you had a crush on him, too. If not for your family, I am sure you would have loved him back, even married him.

Kanishka—You are right, but I never regretted my decision. My family will never agree to my love, and interfaith love will be just too much to handle. In the end, I know it will never work out between us. Also, he was never worried about his career and was carefree.

Kanishka –That, too, made me think a lot. When I got the job, he had 12 papers in arrears. I didn’t love him, but yes, he was my first crush. I had feeling for him, too. But we were good friends. He, too, knows it will not work for us, but I know he loved me very much. But I had to choose my life. I feel so sad for Azar.

Shruti – Oh Kanishka, I never know this (hugs Kanishka). I know you had a crush on him.

Kanishka – How?

Shruti – You know, you were not a foodie during your college days. One day you fainted in college assembly as you didn’t have your breakfast. And guess who came to your rescue? It was Azar who carried you to the med room and bought you juice to recover. From that day, you always looked at him with a blush, awe, kind of your hero.

Kanishka—(Blushes) Yes, that’s when, for the first time, a guy touched me and carried me. I can still feel his strong hand muscles, his stiff chest, and his smell when he lifted me and took me to the med room. But I think he fell for me before. I think he fell for me when he saw my failed reel dance that I showed him.

Shruti—Oh, I get it. I filmed you. You were pretty cute. No wonder he fell for you.

Kanishka—Hmmm, only after that did he start messaging me, and we used to chat for hours at night.

Shruti – Did you guys flirt?

Kanishka—I think we did. It was nothing sexual, though. He often shared some adult jokes, which were pretty good.

Shruti – And?

Kanishka – We also played truth or dare. That’s when he proposed to me. Every time dared that, he would hold, kiss and marry me. He asked truth to me whether I loved him or not. I would, of course, reject him. It was before the tour he asked if I had any feelings for him. I, being stupid, accepted. He then dared me to sit with him during the tour, and I agreed. Then you saw what happened.

Shruti – Hmmm, you are not really boring, Kanishka. You had your sparks. So, that was your first kissing experience?

Kanishka—Yes. I was not expecting that. It just happened naturally. We listened to our favourite songs and even sang together. During the night, the bus light was turned off, and the AC was put on. We got really close and looked into each other’s eyes. Then he made the move to kiss, and I obliged.

Shruti – That’s so romantic, Kanishka. Did you guys have any other intimate moments in our tour other than the nighttime on the bus.

Kanishka—Yes, it was. We had some moments, though. When we were on the beach, he was literally holding me when we went somewhat deep inside the sea. As I was short, I was not able to hold up in the seawater, and he held me tight. I could feel his boner, too, that time.

Kanishka – He then kissed me back of my neck and caught hold of my boobs. I could do nothing at that time. Then I feinted that I was not able to breathe, and he brought me to the shore. We also shared a kiss when we went to wash our hands after we had our food in the roadside dhaba.

Shruti – Wow!

Kanishka – It’s during the last day of the tour that I told him to end this. I told him we couldn’t continue this and had to concentrate on our coming exams. He was really sad, but agreed. Though he proposed to me again after our college, I had to reject him. Told him to concentrate on his future and begin to avoid him as I got busy with my job. Now I really feel sorry for him (tears in her eyes). I shouldn’t have gotten close to him.

Shruti – You miss him.

Kanishka – A lot.

Shruti – Oh, Kanishka (hugs her), you will meet him again. Now that your husband is not here, why can’t you make out with Azar?

Kanishka – Shruti, I don’t want to do that. I will be happy to meet him, but nothing personal.

Shruti – We both know you had feeling for him, too. Why not end it properly with a good note?

Kanishka – What do you mean, Shruti?

Shruti – Just talk with each other and leave with a good note. I mean the truth. Tell him your feelings but also about the future.

Kanishka – I think I will do that.

Shruti – If things happen, let it be. That’s your secret.

Kanishka – That will not happen. But yes, I will talk with Azar and will leave in a good way. No point in keeping hard feelings. I am sure that’s what you are going to do with Avin.

Shruti—Yes, I want to end my relationship with Avin on a good note. He was my first crush and the one who took my virginity. We had our misunderstandings, but I had to sort them out. Of all the relationships I had, he was the only one who was really into me. Even Gourav (her current boyfriend) doesn’t seem to be very serious nowadays.

They kept talking about their past and reached Goa the next day. Shruti cancelled her hotel booking and decided to stay with Kanishka in her hotel. They took a cab and reached their hotel room and refreshed and slept that entire day.

At night, both went to the beach and spent some quality time with each other. They met their old friends Vishal and Urvi, the recently married love birds and had a lot of fun. Kanishka was looking forward to meeting Azar.

To her disappointment, he will be coming along with Avin the next day straight for the wedding. They had their dinner in a seaside restaurant. They went to sleep pretty early as they had to go to the wedding the next day.

To be continued.

“Jiju, please leave me now. I will come to you tonight. I will be sleeping in the storeroom and will keep the door unlocked,” Nandini kissed me on my lips and ran out of the bathroom.

Hi, this is Rajesh from Bangalore, aged 52 years. This incident happened when I had come for a wedding in Hassan, Karnataka. I had come alone as my wife had gone to the U.S. to attend my son’s graduation. I had not had sex from one week and was feeling very horny.

I saw Nandini alone near the washroom and pulled her inside to have a quickie. But she resisted my advances, saying she had lots of work and ran off promising me heaven in the night.

Nandini is my wife’s younger sister. Please do read my earlier story about her, ‘Anger led to sex with my sister-in-law.’ The wedding celebrations were over by evening. I couldn’t see Nandini the whole day as she was busy with the bride.

I had my drinks and dinner and was waiting for Nandini to turn up. I tried calling but her mobile was switched off. She had shown me the store room where she had asked me to come in the night. I waited till 10 pm and went to the storeroom. As she said, the door was not locked from inside.

I couldn’t find the light switch as it was too dark and I was coming to this room for the first time. The room was filled with grain sacks on either side, with a narrow passage in between. I saw Nandini sleeping in the passage and wondered how she had already slept, asking me to come.

What the hell? She is here, and her pussy is to be banged. I stripped off my clothes and lay beside her. The passage was too narrow for two persons to sleep comfortably, but who was here to sleep anyway? Nandini had her back to me and was sleeping sideways on her right. She was in a deep sleep.

I thought she might be tired from the function. I just wanted her warm pussy to fuck. I slept sideways on my right like Nandini, and my crotch pressed her fleshy buttocks. I held her sari and petticoat bottom with my left hand and pulled it up.

My fingers grazed the soft skin of her legs and thighs as her dress moved up to her waist. Leaving her dress around her hips, my left hand went between her ass cheeks and found she was not wearing panties. My middle finger traced her ass gap from the top and moved downwards to the door to heaven.

My finger encountered abundant pubic hair, and my middle finger dipped in her hole, which was moist already. Nandini’s wet pussy swallowed my finger easily as she was leaking heavily and well lubricated. She made my job easy as no foreplay was needed to get her wet to take my big and thick inside her.

My 8-inch cock was fully hard and poking her soft ass begging to take it in. I finger fucked her for a few minutes, and her juices drenched my palm. Not a word or sound came from Nandini’s mouth as her pussy was drilled roughly by my finger.

I pulled my finger from her pussy and wiped the juices from my palm to my cock. Holding my cock in my hand, placed it near her, opening and spreading her lips. I lifted her left leg, I pushed my cock in her, and my head entered her, splitting her lips wide.

I tried to push more in her, but to my dismay, her pussy was resisting and was pushing my cock back. I thought it might be because of the awkwardness of the position we were lying in. I knew she was tight for my thick cock, but never had her pussy resisted me so much before.

I heard Nandini moaning. I tried to push my cock in her pussy forcefully, and half of my cock penetrated her. Her pussy gripped my cock like a vice now. Seeing that my cock was safe and secure in her warm pussy, I moved my left hand to her breasts. Cupping her left breast on the blouse pressed it hard.

Another surprise, I found her breasts smaller and firm than before. First, it was pubic hair, which Nandini used to keep trimmed always and now her breasts. Nandini’s boobs were D-cup and spongy, but the one my hand was squeezing was C-cup. I thought there was some confusion.

Taking my lips to her ears, I kissed and sucked her earlobes. I knew Nandini gets excited when her ears and armpit are sucked. I saw her opening her eyes and looked at me. Since it was pitch dark, I couldn’t see her face or mine, and I could see her eyes shining in the dark.

“Why your pussy is acting like a virgin hole today, Nandhu. Your boobs are small, and what is that bushy down,” Whispering in her ear, I pushed my cock further inside her.

“Oh my God. Is that you, Anna (Elder brother in Kannada)? It’s me, Shivani, not Nandini. My God, I never thought it would be you,” I heard a familiar shocked voice, and it was loud.

I looked at the face, and it was Shivani, my wife’s younger brother Anil’s wife. My goodness, I was fucking Shivani, who respects and treat me like an elder brother in spite of our huge age difference. Shivani was around 30 and married Anil a few years back.

I was about to speak but kept silent when I heard a knock on the door.

“Nandini, are you ok? I heard someone shouting from this room,” We heard a female voice speaking.

Shivani looked terrified but mustered courage and said,” Aunty, it’s me, Shivani, not Nandini Akka. She asked me to sleep here as she wanted to sleep with Nisha.”

“Oh, it’s you. The house is crowded. Can I sleep with you, Shivani?” Asked the female voice from outside the door.

“No, No, Aunty, there is hardly any space for me to sleep here. The room is full of grain sacks. Try Nandini Akka’s room,” Shivani said nervously.

“Ok, sleep well. I will look for another room. Anyway, there is no fan in this room, Shivani,” The lady said, and we heard her footsteps fading away.

My cock was firmly lodged in her warm wet pussy. I didn’t feel like pulling out, knowing that I had fucked a wrong cunt by mistake.

“Sorry, Shivani, I didn’t know it was you. I will go,” I whispered, halfheartedly not wanting to leave her.

“Where will you go now, Anna? If you go now, Lakshmi Aunty will see you coming from this room as she will be roaming around and searching for a place to sleep. It’s better to wait for some time till everyone sleeps, then you can go, Anna,” Shivani solved my problem.

Instead of pulling my cock out, I pushed in more and said, “How can we both sleep in this small passage Shivani. It is ok for one person to lie down, not for two.”

I had not taken my hand from her breast. My thumb was searching for the nipple on the blouse in the darkness.

“Yes, you are right, Anna. What will we do now? It will take an hour for everyone to go to sleep. Until then, we both are trapped here in this hot room,” Shivani whispered.

I was surprised to see her not asking me to pull out my cock from her nor to take my hands off her upper treasures. I thought she might have wanted the same as I wanted. Lust has no eyes, old or young, blood relations or not.

“Shall we do one thing? I will lie down on my back, and you can sleep on top of me until everyone sleeps. What do you say, Shivani,” I said, hoping she would accept my offer. I didn’t want to pull my cock out from her warm pussy grip.

Shivani’s hand had gripped my hand, which was on her breasts and was silent for a moment. “Yes, you are right, Anna. But won’t it be uncomfortable for you,” Shivani said. She wanted me to stay back. If she were not comfortable with me, she would have asked me to pull out my cock long back.

By now, I knew that she wanted a good fuck which I was ready to give her. Not bothering to ask her, embracing her boobs, I pulled Shivani on top of me without dislodging my cock from her pussy warm confines.

Shivani was lying on top of me with her breasts crushing my chest. She roamed her hand on my chest and found me nude.

“Anna, you are naked. Did you come here to sleep with Nandini Akka,” Shivani whispered near my ear.

“Yes, but please don’t tell anyone about us. It just happened in the heat of the moment. We sometimes have good times together once in a while. Today, I was missing Suma and asked Nandhu and she asked me to come here,” I whispered back.

“I knew something was not right when Akka asked me to sleep in the store room. She said that she would send Anil here and asked me to have a good time with my husband. She tricked both of us, Anna,” Shivani said, giggling.

Raising my hips and trying to push more of me in her, I asked, “Are you repenting that I came here instead of your husband.”

Rotating her hips, feeling my cock stabbing her in the wrong places, Shivani said, “When you entered me, I wondered how Anil’s became so thick overnight. I was frightened that someone was trying to abuse me. But when you spoke, I recognized your voice and….” She stopped midway.

Cupping her ass cheeks, trying to pull her down on my cock I said, “What? Tell me. Did you feel safe and comfortable when you knew it was me?”

I could see Shivani blushing in the dark, and her hands were on my shoulders. Roaming her finger, she softly said, “Yes, Anna, I felt like I was with a real man for the first time. Anil is a wham-bam type of guy. You were so manly when you entered me and made me feel like a girl having sex for the first time.”

Tracing her ass crack with my fingers, I said, “Anil is a nice boy. He is lucky to have such a good girl like you as his wife.”

“Please don’t talk about Anil now, Anna. Anyway, we have to spend another hour together here. Let’s talk something good,” Shivani whispered, and I knew there was some problem between them.

Now my finger was near her ass hole. Trying to poke it with my middle finger, I said, “Isn’t it too hot in here? With no fan, I am sweating a lot.”

Shivani got up, supporting her hands on my chest. She pushed her hips down, taking my cock fully in one down stroke. Both our pubic hair tangled together, making mine messy with her juices.

Rotating her ass over my crotch, she said,” At least you are naked and comfortable. My blouse is very tight, and my armpits are soaking wet. Well, let me get comfortable.”

Taking her hands off my chest, Shivani began removing her blouse hooks. When the last one was undone, I saw her removing it from her shoulders, even in the pitch darkness because of the clothes rustling. I heard the bra hook snapping and sensed she was removing her bra, too, making her topless.

I heard the saree rustling, and she kept her saree beside me. OMG, she is now in just her petticoat. I wished to see her naked as I knew she had a good body figure. Damn the light, and I couldn’t dare to get up and switch on the light.

One, somebody may notice the light from the door gap. Second, I had to get up, taking my cock from her tight confines. So I was lying down, wondering what she would do next.

Shivani placed her hands back on my chest, and her fingers grazed my nipples. Rotating her fingers on my nipples, making them hard, she said, “Anyway, we can’t sleep like this, and we have to kill one hour like this. What shall we do, Anna?”

Gripping her ass tightly, I said, “True, but what can we do. We both are trapped in this dark oven room.”
Pulling my nipples, Shivani said in a sexy tone, “Why don’t we complete what you started, Anna.”

Shivani expressed her desire to get fucked boldly without any shame. I was worried about the ramifications in the family if I got involved with this young woman sexually. But I was not a fool to let go of this golden opportunity.

Placing my right hand at our union, caressing her lips, moved it up, locating her clitoris, I thumbed the small bud softly. Shivani moaned and twisted my nipples. I placed my left hand on her tummy and found her navel, dipped my finger in it.

I moved my hand upwards till her breasts bottom. I found no sag in her boobs. When I cupped her naked breasts, I found her boobs firm and standing proudly on her chest.

Tweaking her hard nipples and flicking her aroused clit I said, “Yes, I initiated first thinking you as Nandini. We have not retracted either. I am still inside you. Are you sure you want to go to the next level, Shivani?”

Shivani moved her one hand to her clit, which I was holding, and touched my cock base. She said, “How shameless can I be, Anna? You ignited the fire in me, and you have doused out the fire. I am burning like hell. Please take me and make me a woman, Anna.”

Leaving her clit, I grabbed both her breasts, pulling her down on me. I said, “We already have become one. Use me as you like and ride me till you are satisfied, Shivani.”

Shivani, bending down, crushed her lips on mine and kissed me hungrily. I opened my lips as she thrust her tongue into me. I sucked her soft tongue. Saliva was getting exchanged. I hugged her back while she gripped my neck, kissing me like a slut in heat.

While kissing me, I sensed Shivani lifting her hips, pulling her pussy out from my cock and then slumping down, taking all of my cock inside her. She repeated it a few times, and I knew she was a good rider. My cock, which was fully lubricated, was pistoning in and out of her pussy effortlessly.

I wondered at her stamina to ride my thick cock like a pro. When I penetrated her first time, I struggled to enter her tight hole. I guessed she had multiple orgasms, and her pussy had got accustomed to my girth. But my cock was enjoying the ride she was giving.

Shivani’s breasts were crushed on my chest while she hopped on me madly, lifting her ass up and down. I was holding her hips and assisting her in moving up and down on my rigid cock. She was moaning a lot, and I knew she was suppressing her screams, fearing that someone might hear her.

Her body was sweating a lot, and I was relaxing myself enjoying her ride. It was like a silent movie screening as neither of us spoke, sealing both our lips and kissing like sex-starved animals. For ten minutes, she fucked me in total silence. The only sound I was hearing was slushy sounds.

Her pussy was made when my cock was moving inside her. Shivani was sweating a lot, and my hands, which were on her back, were slippery. Shivani collapsed on me, pressing her hips down and taking me fully in. Taking her lips off mine, she said, “I am tired. Are you close, Anna?”

“Not yet, Shivani. If you are tired, you can take me out, and I will leave,” I said, pushing my hips up showing her that I was not yet finished with her.

“My goodness. You are still hard. I thought you had cum in me, as my pussy is very messy right now,” Shivani said, panting.

“No, dear, it’s your juices. You are leaking nonstop. I am glad you are satisfied. I think it’s time for me to leave,” I said halfheartedly, trying to push her up.

Shivani, biting my lower lip, said, “How can I send you in this state, Anna? Anil would have come in a minute. I thought it was the same with you. I know I am tired, but not as much as you think. Now, you come on top of me and fuck me till you cum. Don’t worry about cumming in me. I want to feel while you are shooting in me.”

I looked at her in darkness, and I couldn’t see any remorse or guilt in her tone. So hugging her, I rolled her down and came on top of her with my cock still lodged in her and throbbing for release. Shivani folded and widened her legs, giving me more room between her warm thighs.

Cupping her breasts, I pulled my cock out to the head and rammed in again. Shivani made a mild sound when I pushed my cock roughly inside her. I started banging on her hapless pussy, which was dripping a lot. “Ah, fuck, fuck me, Anna,” Shivani was howling a bit louder now.

I was just ramming her pussy, knowing that I was close. Shivani was trying to fuck me back, lifting her ass from the floor. She didn’t have the energy she had a few minutes before. I pumped her pussy using all my strength and pushed my cock deep into her when I knew I was close.

Without giving any warning, I started to shoot inside her. Shivani has gripped my ass as my cock was spurting cum deep in her womb. The room was fully silent. We both were breathing hard, and that was the only sound we could hear in this pitch-dark room.

I collapsed on top of her. She hugged me tightly, caressing my wet back. We didn’t speak for a few minutes. My cock had stopped spewing cum in her and was deflated.

“I will leave Shivani,” I said, getting up and kneeling between her legs.

Shivani tried to pull me back, saying, “Stay with me till morning, Anna.”

“No, I will go. This is a village, and every wall has eyes and ears. It will be risky for both of us,” I said and picked up my pants and shirt.

“Now I know why Nandini Akka has fallen for you, Anna. Do I get to see you again,” Shivani said. She was wiping my cock off our juices with the hem of her petticoat.

After she let go of my cock, I got up and dressed up. I said, “Yes we will meet Shivani, but how, when and where is the question.”

Fondling her hair in affection, I came out of the storeroom. I saw no one in sight and was relieved. I came out of the house and slept in my car.

Continued in the next part.

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Rahul and Kavya’s parents were gone for a business trip that night, leaving the two of them alone in the house. After dinner, they sat on the living room couch watching Netflix, each of them in their own world. Kavya’s mind kept drifting to the erotic scenes she had watched on PornHub earlier that day. She glanced at her brother Rahul, who was engrossed in the TV show and decided to take a risk.

“Hey Rahul, have you ever tried having sex before?” Kavya blurted out.

Rahul’s eyes widened, and he turned to look at Kavya, surprised by her question. “Uh, no, I haven’t. Why do you ask?”

Kavya shrugged. “I was just curious. I’ve been watching a lot of porn lately, and it’s been making me really horny.”

Rahul felt a stirring in his pants as he listened to his sister talk about her sexual desires. He had never thought about Kavya in a sexual way before, but now that the idea was in his head, he couldn’t shake it off.

“Do you want to try it with me?” Kavya asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Rahul hesitated for a moment before nodding. “Okay, I will do it.”

Kavya stood up from the couch and pulled off her shirt, revealing her perky breasts encased in a lacy bra. Rahul’s eyes widened as he took in the sight of his sister’s body. He couldn’t believe what was happening.

Kavya unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground, exposing her nipples to Rahul’s gaze. She walked over to him and straddled his lap, grinding her hips against his growing erection.

Rahul’s hands automatically went to Kavya’s waist, pulling her closer to him. He couldn’t believe how soft and warm her skin felt against his own. He leaned in and kissed her, their tongues exploring each other’s mouths.

Kavya moaned as she felt her sibling’s hard cock pressing against her pussy through their clothes. She reached down and unbuttoned his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers.

Rahul’s cock sprang free, and Kavya wrapped her hand around it, stroking it up and down. Rahul groaned, feeling his sister’s tight grip on his dick.

Kavya stood up and pulled off her pants and underwear, revealing her bare pussy to Rahul. She climbed back onto his lap, positioning herself so that his cock was poised at her entrance.

Rahul looked up at Kavya, his eyes filled with lust. “Are you sure about this?” he asked, wanting to make sure that his sister was comfortable with what they were about to do.

Kavya nodded, biting her lower lip. “Yes, I want this. I want you.”

Rahul didn’t need any more convincing. He grabbed his sister’s hips and pulled her down onto his cock, filling her up completely. Kavya gasped as she felt her brother’s cock inside her. It was bigger than she had imagined, and it filled her up in a way that she had never experienced before.

Rahul started to thrust up into Kavya, his hips moving in a rhythm that made her moan with pleasure. She leaned back, bracing herself against the couch as Rahul continued to fuck her.

Rahul couldn’t believe how good it felt to be inside his sister. He had never felt anything like this before, and he never wanted it to end.

Kavya reached down and started to play with her clit, feeling herself get closer and closer to orgasm. Rahul could feel her pussy tightening around his cock, and he knew that she was close.

“Oh fuck, I am gonna cum,” Kavya moaned, her voice filled with pleasure.

Rahul felt his own orgasm building up inside him. He could feel his balls tightening, and he knew that he was close too.

Kavya’s pussy clenched around Rahul’s cock as she came, her orgasm triggering his own. Rahul groaned as he filled up his sister’s pussy with his cum, feeling it mix with her own wetness.

Kavya collapsed onto Rahul’s chest, both of them panting and trying to catch their breath.

“That was amazing,” Kavya whispered, her voice filled with awe.

Rahul nodded, still trying to process what had just happened. “Yeah, it was.”

The two of them sat there for a few moments, their bodies still connected. Rahul couldn’t believe what they had just done, but he knew that he wanted to do it again. And so, they did. Over and over again, they explored each other’s bodies, learning what made each other moan with pleasure. They discovered new positions, new techniques, and new ways to make each other cum.

Suddenly, there was a pause in the story, Rahul felt something weird, he was fucking his sister. But he felt his dick was hard and he was about to cum again. He was having immense pleasure and felt something wet underway. Rahul understood that it was all his dream of fucking his sister!

Rahul felt bad for this being a dream. Therefore Rahul woke up from the bed, cleaned his blanket and after completing his daily chores, he went to have his breakfast.

There was a huge smile on Rahul’s face because his parents were not at home as seen in his dream. Then his sister Kavya kept him breakfast, Rahul had an erection in the morning because his sister was in a bikini 👙 and serving him and said, “I will go and take a bath and then prepare lunch for us. Mom and Dad will come after 2 days.”

She then went to take a bath.

Rahul was enable to control his feelings. He thought of spying on his sister but something was stopping him from doing this. Yes, it was his subconscious saying it was wrong.

To be continued.

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He carried her to the bathroom to get freshened up. She got freshened up and returned to his room to get dressed up. My friend also freshened up, and he followed her in the bedroom. I was watching them from the stairs. My sister put on her clothes, gave him a good-night kiss, and left the room.

I waited there for 10 minutes and saw my friend typing on his mobile. He came back to my sister’s room. I guessed maybe they would do something again.  I returned to his room when he was in the sister’s room. After around 5 minutes, he came carrying my sister in his arms, and my sister was holding his neck.

He went to his room, threw her on the bed, and came on top of her. He began to press her tits again. He gently squeezed her flesh, feeling and gaining all the pleasure of how soft and squishy it was. He said he needed her the whole night. He has not tasted this awesome pussy in his life.

He wished to spend the night together. She even said this was her best first and the best birthday night gift ever. She doesn’t want to miss this night either. “But what if Ammu wakes up?” He said, “Don’t worry, she won’t know anything. Just enjoy the moment.”

He was enjoying the contrast of her hard, sensitive nipples over her clothes. I was sure she was not wearing any bras. I saw him circling over her boobs and nipples. He moves his mouth to her right breast over her clothes, making it wet. He begins first licking her left boos.

He opens her t-shirt, revealing her fully grown and ripened mountainous boobs again with an erect and hard nipple. He starts sucking her nipple. Her soft, purring moan reveals her satisfaction. He asked her, “Do you want me now?” She said, “Yes. I want you deep inside me.”

He got horny and bit her right nipple. He moved down to her body and kissed her sexy tummy slowly. He put his tongue inside her navel hole. I noticed he was working more this time and not missing even a bit of her body. He was taking good care of her.

He even bites her white tummy and occasionally presses her boobs. Then he slowly moved to her lower body. He slightly slid her panty and worked his way down to her moans pubic. He kissed her moans, turned her around, and made his way across to her hip.

He opened her tee with pants from her body. She looked like an angel. He starts kissing down the side of her hip. He gently lifts her and says, “Please roll over for me so that I can have your ass.” She rolled over onto her stomach. I noticed her ass and got hard on. I, too, wanted to fuck her, but I was an unlucky one.

I soak in the view of her perfect lust. I love how her hips curve out from her waist and then back to her thighs. I love the little dimples at the very top of her butt. That amazing spot where her ass cheeks, thighs, and pussy all come together.

My friend leans down and kisses the back of her thigh. Slowly, inch by inch, moving his way up to her buttock curve. Her buttock skin is looking as soft as cheese. He feels her amazing cheek with his lips. He kissed across her buttocks and made his way to the bottom of her ass up to her trunk.

He gently bites her ass, and she groans and pushes her buttocks up toward his mouth. That was an amazing site to see. Oh, my god. I realized how he was working on her body and how horny my sister was. He bit her harder. “Ah, Mmm. I like that,” she responded.

He bites the other ass’s cheek just as hard and then gives her a hard slap over her ass, making her scream. He gave them a gentle kiss. He was kissing his way up to the top of the cleft between her ass cheeks. He kissed her gently, then extended his tongue and began tracing the way down her ass crack.

She lifted her ass a bit again. He licked the insides of the bottom of her ass cheeks. “Oh, baby, put your tongue in my ass,” my sister said in a slutty voice. He pressed his face between her cheeks and gently licked around the perimeter. He worked his way to her cute little asshole.

I started masturbating, looking at them. He pressed his tongue against her hole, and she groaned while pushing her ass up into him. My friend ran his hand up the back of her thigh, then moved it between her legs. She parted her legs to let him go deeper inside her hole and get the full ass.

She told him, “I want you, please fuck me.” He wants to tease her more. He slides his hand up to her pussy hole, feeling the wetness created by her arousal and the remains of his cum from the previous banging. He traced her pussy lips toward her clitoris and began rubbing her clitoral area.

Licking her asshole at the same time, making her squirm like a snake. I appreciate my friend’s control over his dick. I cum twice until then. She was saying, “Yes, baby, just like that. Please don’t stop.” My friend said, “I want you to cum.” So he keeps it up, pressing his tongue harder into her ass.

She began rolling her hips, and by her movement, I was sure she was getting close to a volcanic eruption from her pussy. My friend keeps up his motions, and my sister screams with a whimpering moan as she cum. He continues for a minute.

He slides his fingers back up and inserts two of them into her velvety soft cunt. It was already leaky and slippery just because of the heavy orgasm. He gently pushed his hand down against her G-spot. “Fuck. Yes. Just like that!” my sister exclaimed.

My friend said, “You continue cumming while I eat your ass and stimulate your G-spot.” She shouted, “Oh, God. Fuck. Yes. Shit. I want you.” He stood and opened his shirt and pants in one go, and I saw his dick. His cock is at full attention and is twitching in arousal from her orgasm.

He came beside her, rolling her back over. He kissed the inside of her leg, starting at her shapely calf and working toward her crotch. He came to the very top of her inner thigh and smelled her pussy juice. He lifted her leg slightly, then focused on the inside back of her thigh.

He opened his mouth and bit her pussy lip. He was going slow, enjoying himself and making my sister his slut. “Ugh! Fuck! Yes!” sound came from my sister’s mouth. He moved to the other side and bit her again, a bit harder this time. I suspect that will leave a mark on her pussy lips.

I think he was giving her the mark of her first honeymoon and claiming her as his bitch. Finally, he said, “I want you. All to myself.” He started licking to the outside of her pussy, kissing up one side, across her pubic hair, then down the other. He moved across, grazing his juicy lips.

She rolls her hips in reaction, trying to get him to pay more attention. Following her arousal, he opened her pussy lips, pressing his tongue between her folds. He licked the amazing, soft flesh between her labia. His tongue licks up and down, her hips rolling in reaction.

He moved up higher and ever so gently licked the underside of her sensitive clitoral area. She, as a horny bitch, pushed her pussy high and pushed his head into her pussy to create more pressure on her clitoral area. He slides his tongue to the outside and flicks through her pussy hole.

Sometimes moving up, over the top, then down the other side. He gently places a finger on one side, using his tongue to press her clitoris against his finger.

She said, “Just like that, baby, I was dying for this pleasure. It’s heaven on earth; why die to see heaven? Please make me your dirty slut. If you give me pleasure, I will do anything for you, my man. Make me happy, tonight is ours.”

He reached down, grasped for some air, and again adjusted his head to hold her clitoris in place. Her hips were rolling and moving up and down. I heard her breathing change: fast and shallow. She was holding her breath slow and deep. She moaned as he continued the motions on her clitoral area.

Her hips roll a little faster as he pulls his mouth more firmly against her erect clitoris. “Fuck. Yes. Yes. Oh, God. Don’t stop. Just like that.” Her moan becomes a whimper and louder. She tells him how good it feels. I was witnessing my sister on fire, with multiple orgasms, with my friend.

I sense she is near her orgasm. My friend was a great fucker and made any lady his bitch. I was sure by this time, and I envy him. I saw him move his fingers down, and just a little penetrated her opening. I can see changes in her pelvic movements.

She shouted, “Put your dick inside me. I cannot control anymore; please put them in me.” He was not in the mood to listen. He was making her scream for more and beg. As the pleasure was making her scream at the same time, her orgasm built, and she squirted.

I witnessed squirting for the first time in my life. I have seen it in movies, but this is a real-time show. I was so happy looking at her squirt. My friend’s face was fully wet. I can see happiness on his face as well. He, with careful attention, slides his fingers in, again pressing them against her G-spot.

“You are soaking wet and extremely slippery,” he said happily. “You cum hard.” Her legs are close to his head, and her hands hold his head. Her hips roll. She moaned and gasped for breath. Becoming cool down after some deep breathing and cumming hard, she opened her legs. She pulled his head up.

She, in a requesting voice, said, “I want you to fuck me. I need your cock inside me. Please fuck me now. Fuck me hard. Make me your bitch, tear this pussy apart, and seed me.” He quickly moved his body up and slid his erection between her legs.

He grabbed his dick and guided it to her wet and ready entrance. He slowly slides into her love hole, letting her feel every inch, eventually meeting her pelvis as she pushes her hip up. He penetrated deep and kissed her. His mouth was slippery and wet from his attention to her cunt.

She wrapped her legs around him, locking her ankles and pulling him tight. I was thinking he would fuck and tear her ass, but he fucked her pussy again. I was sad. I want to see her face in pain for the first time. But I was not the one in action. She wrapped her arms around his torso.

They are locked together as he slides his manhood in and out of her watery pussy hole. She pulled him down tight and locked her legs harder. Her pelvic rolls are grinding her clitoral area into his body, and her neck begins to flush. My friend said I cannot believe you are about to come yet again.

My sister: Fuck me. Fuck me hard. You’re making me cum again. Take all the cum out of me today.

My friend: That’s it, dear. Cum for me, baby.

He softly whispered in her ear, “You hold your breath, then let it out with a moan.” Her legs shook, and her moan trembled. I love to watch my sister cum. It is beautiful and sexy, and it fills me with joy. I don’t know if it was right or wrong, but I loved her screaming.

After cumming, she released her grip on him and told him she wanted his cum in her mouth. She said, “I want to suck your cock until you’re ready to cum.”

My friend: Last time I came in your mouth, but this time I want you to cum on your tits and will give you a cum massage.

I was thinking about how uninhibited they are, sexual and direct. They aren’t shy or afraid to say what they want. She sat on the floor as my friend brought his slippery dick up to her mouth. She, as a horny bitch dying to suck, held his dick in her mouth and started sucking the tip, rolling her tongue over the tip.

She left his tip and started sucking his swollen balls. It was a scene to see. I wanted to mouth-fuck her, but I controlled it. He took out his dick and tried to adjust. My friend grabbed a pillow and slid it under her head, making her relax over the bed edge. He slowly slid his whole cock into her mouth in one go.

She reached up and grabbed his hips, pulling his dick deeper into her mouth. I knew she was a real slut. She was so willing to suck his dick and do it right after he was inside her. She acted like a pro-sucker.

My friend: If you want me to cum on your boobs, we won’t be doing this long. I am highly aroused and already close.

My friend pumps a few more times, then withdraws from her mouth. She grasps his erection and begins stroking it, rubbing it against her nipple and encouraging him. Her breast is warm and soft, with a hard nipple. He rubbed his cock against it. He felt the nipple press against his hard-on.

My sister said, “Cum on my tits, Babe. I want to feel you cum on me.”

My friend: Oh fuck. Bitch, fucking bitch. I’m cumming, bitch.

His cock begins pulsing in her hand. His balls contracted, and I saw orgasmic contractions from his ass to his cock. He spurted several drops of cum across her breast, painting it pearly white. She moved him to the other side, and he spurted again and again with each contraction.

I don’t know how much cum he was holding. He rubs his pulsing cock against her soft, warm boob, and one last feeble jet flows out. He was about to collapse on her. She asked, “Would you please clean me up? I’d like you to lick up the cum and kiss me.”

He said, “Sure, I will.” I am not being able to resist doing things you enjoy. He slid down her body and sucked his cum off one tit and nipple, but he didn’t swallow. It was so awful. How can he suck his cum? He kept the cum in his mouth as he moved up to kiss her. He put all the cum in her mouth.

They kiss with tongues deep in each other’s mouths. He broke the kiss and returned to her other breast. He again licked her, and I saw her nipple getting erect. Using his tongue to push his cum up to her nipple. Again, he sucked it off and returned to kiss her.

As they continue to kiss, he slowly lies down next to her. They finished their kiss, and he rolled onto his back. She slid up close, lifting her leg up and over him, draping her arm across him, and resting her warm head on his hairy chest. They were happy, and I was sad.

I want to bang her hard, but I don’t know what to do. I was stroking and was about to cum when, mistakenly, something fell. My friend went to the light, and when he put on the light, I didn’t know what to do. I was standing still.

He saw me, and my sister also looked for what fell, and she saw me holding my dick in my hand.

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James sat dumbfounded in intense embarrassment. He was stunned. His trembling lips mumbled whimpers of helpless ‘fuckarooni.’ His brain was like burned toast.

James was staggered in humiliating shock. His mind was literally crackling and popping with raw humiliation. He sat on his butt in the middle of the spinning room. James was rendered speechless by magnificent Girl Power.

The girl that had slammed him on his butt was Prits, a beautiful and brilliant Indian woman. Prits had briefly dated James, but she broke up with that sissy boi after she discovered he had cheated on her. Even more than that, Prits had sworn to get revenge on pathetic James.

Prits had stripped James down to his teeny tiny pink thong panties in front of a large group of giggling girls. She then tied him across a spanking bench so his butt cheeks were pooched into the air in his pretty pink panties. Prits then took a large wooden sorority paddle and whacked his butt cheeks into a red hot mess.

She delivered a dominant spanking of feminine justice. Poor pretty panties. James could only whimper as his butt cheeks burned with the heat of revenge. James was stupefied and spanked into the state of surrender. What happened next is the talk of feminist circles and femdom stories worldwide.

Prits brought in a group of 24 Indian men. Every one of those men force-fed James their huge manly cocks.

The first guy grabbed James’ head and pumped his hips with steady thrusts as his cock jetted deep inside James’ throat. James’ sissy throat clicked and bucked in submission as his tonsils were banged hardcore. His eyes spun, fluttered, and watered profusely.

His mouth stuffed full of cock, slurped and sucked in sloppy obedience. The powerful guy unloaded a gallon of Indian cum down James’ throat. James guzzled every drop as he blushed with incredible embarrassment. Prits stood nearby and laughed hilariously.

She loved watching James gobble cock in utter embarrassment. His pretty girly panties are on display, and his slutty mouth slurping cock after cock after cock.

What a sight to behold. James in tiny panties as a huge Indian cock slid in and out of his mouth. His face was as red as a tomato, and he blushed with embarrassment. The room was filled with slurps and gurgles as James’ face was fucked hard.

The Indian guy groaned as he repeatedly went balls deep into James’ slutty throat. James lost any shred of dignity that he had. James simple mind sizzled with flabbergasted humiliation as his lips cradled Indian cock and sucked with passion.

He bobbed and slurped every cock until it exploded warm sticky cum in his mouth. James blushed and gulped. Prits was rolling on the floor laughing. After all 24 guys were done throttling James’ throat with their strong masculinity, the guys got dressed and left the room.

Prits and the girls teased James about his obvious cock-sucking expertise. James could only blush and stammer over incoherent words. His brain had been plunged into liquid oatmeal. Prits untied sissy boi James from the spanking bench. He fell backwards on his butt with a firm THUD!

Instantly, James began to bounce up and down on his butt cheeks. His cheeks plopped and slapped against the hard floor. James threw a humiliating tantrum right in front of all of those girls. He bounced on his butt as the girls recorded him with their phones.

Video of his cock sucking and butt bouncing would go viral on the internet and be viewed by over 28 million people.

Prits had walked up to James and stopped him from bouncing. She had ordered him to open his mouth wide and then spat in his mouth. James was the most embarrassed person in the history of the universe. Prits laughed and teased him. She felt such immense satisfaction with her domination of James.

“James, you pathetic sissy! I could be your Dominatrix!” giggled Prits.

“I…I think that you are!” mumbled James weakly.

“Oh really? In that case…get up on your knees and bark like a dog for me!” smiled Prits.

James immediately complied and began barking for Prits, “ARRF! ARRF! ARRF! ARRF! ARRF! ARRF!”

Prits and her girlfriends laughed hard and gave each other high-fives in celebration. They were thoroughly amused at the spectacle of sissy cock-gobbler James. He had sucked 24 cocks non-stop for about three hours. His butt was sore from spanking and bouncing. His mouth tasted strongly of Indian cum.

Prits felt turned on by dominating James. She stood in front of James, slid her panties down, and lifted her skirt. James crawled forward on his knees and began kissing and licking her pussy. Prits pushed James backwards in his back and sat in his face.

James’ mouth serviced Prits’ wet pussy. His lips massaged her labia and sensually stimulated her clit. Prits grabbed handfuls of James’ hair and held his face tight against her pussy. James’ tongue slid inside her and swirled around, and she bounced on his face in domination.

She fucked his face with feminine authority. Prits moaned as she filled his mouth with cum three times. James guzzled and groaned in pleasure. Prits spun around and wiggled her ass on James’ face. His mouth was pressed against her anus, and he serviced her ass with his tongue.

She giggled and clapped as James cleaned her ass. Prits twerked as her ass slapped James’ face over and over and over. James blinked in disorientation as he sat in complete subjugation to Prits and her whims.

Prits would issue demands and watch James respond in obedience. She had him bounce in his butt, bark like a dog, and even made him sing for her,

“I wanna be loved by you, by you and nobody else but you. I wanna be loved by you alone. A-poo-poo-pee-do!
I wanna be cock-fed by you, by you and nobody else but you. I wanna be cock-fed by you alone. A-poo-poo-pee-do!”

Prits ordered James to crawl across the floor on his hands and knees and give deep sensual kisses to her butt cheeks. Prits commanded James to say the phrase, “I am a worthless sissy slut that sucks cocks!” to each girl in the room. James was on his hands and knees and wiggling his butt for Prits.

A couple of the girls went out of the room and returned with a cart stocked with food items. James sat as a girl poured 3 gallons of honey over his head. Another girl threw feathers on James, and the feathers stuck to the honey. They took pictures of James and posted them on several social media sites.

Another girl dumped 3 gallons of chocolate syrup over James’ head. He was such a sticky, humiliated mess. Prits ordered James back on his hands and knees. She ordered him to wiggle his ass in the air for her.

As he obeyed, Prits took the wooden paddle and delivered 100 firm swats to his butt cheeks. James blushed and hooted like an owl at his butt pain. Prits smiled, knowing that James’ butt was very sore.

She then made James bounce on his butt in a puddle of chocolate syrup. She also made him repeatedly and loudly declare, “ARRF! ARRF! I’M A POO-POO-PEE-DO COCK SLURPING SISSY BOI!”

Prits grabbed a crème pie off of the food cart and splatted it into James’ face. Then the door swung open, and in walked 14 new Indian guys. Each guy was instructed to plunge their cocks deep into James’ throat with power!

James was, once again, gobbling Indian cocks with ferocious passion. He drooled, sucked, slurped, and swallowed. The girls laughed, clapped, and cheered as James sucked all 14 guys dry. James sat on his sore butt and whimpered in total defeat. Prits and her Girl Power were incredibly victorious.

James would suck several cocks and bounce on his butt every night. He lived the life of a totally humiliated sissy. He blushed and guzzled gallons of warm Indian cum every day.

Prits lived the life of a powerful and victorious vixen. She was very satisfied and successful in life. She smiled whenever she thought of what she had done to James. Revenge was very sweet for her.

Hi Friends,

I am Madhusudhan from Bangalore. I’m 40 and working in a startup. My sex life is good, but who will say no for one more time? I have had 7 affairs so far, and I have posted all of them in ISS. You can click hereto read all my previous stories.

This time I’m going to narrate the story of Viji, who’s my chat friend. Any comments regarding the story can be mailed to [email protected]. The story goes here on from the words of Viji herself.

Hi readers,

Happy to know so many people are going to read my story. My name is Viji and I’m basically from Chennai. A Brahmin girl with a voluptuous body, which any man (woman too sometimes) would love to press and grope. Though I studied in a co-ed school and college, I never had any bf, nor did I try lesbian.

I was brought up very strictly, and I knew a little about sex till I got married. My hubby was the first man to touch me on our first night. He deflowered me the same day. We were good in bed. Unlike many women, I do suck cock nice and deep, but I don’t drink cum.

After a couple of years of marriage, we had a baby boy. As usual, the sex goes down after the baby comes into our life. Now it’s 13 years since my marriage, I’m 37, and my hubby is 43. We are both busy with our careers as we are both in respectable roles in the IT sector.

I got an opportunity to go to the UK for the first time. It was a short-term project for 6-7 months. I reached around Mid may and started with my daily activities. I was given a hotel room. I was the only one from the project. So there was no one to chit-chat.

2 weeks passed like that, and I was getting bored. I was telling my hubby about it and he told me to go to nearby places on the weekend. But I didn’t know anyone here and was reluctant to go alone in a new city. He understood it. He told me that he would ask one of his friends who’s been in the UK for 10 years.

He planned everything and told me that Harish would reach on 14th June. He told me as well to go there. He will help me roam around the city for a couple of days, and we can get back to our places. For Harish, it was a 3-hour journey and almost the same for me, too. But we were coming from different directions.

On 14th June, we reached the morning itself and started roaming around. He was very gentle (in the beginning) and was helping. To tell you a bit about Harish. He is 43 and has been divorced for the last 2 years, and he didn’t have sex for the last 4 years (I got to know this later).

Around 5 PM, when it was getting a little cold, I started noticing some changes in his behaviour. Now, he started touching my hands very often. His hands were touching my ass accidentally quite a few times, and it made me realize it wasn’t accidental.

The day got over like this, and we reached our room. The rooms were pretty costly, so we took a single room with 2 separate beds. I lay down on my bed and he sat on his bed and was watching TV. After some time he was feeling bored and we started talking.

He talked about life in the UK and why he got a divorce. While talking he took my hand and was holding it, rubbing it gently. I felt a little uncomfortable, but he was already feeling bad about his divorce, so I didn’t want to trouble him more.

Suddenly, he came near me and kissed my forehead. I tried to push him away and said this is not right.

Harish: Please, Viji, understand me. I have been deprived of sex for so many years. The moment I saw your jiggling ass today, I couldn’t resist.

Viji: No, Harish, but still, this is wrong.

I tried to get up and move away. But he was very gentle and was literally crying in front of me, asking to have sex once at least. Though I felt guilty, I was feeling bad for him and didn’t move. He saw this as his opportunity and came much closer to me.

He hugged me and kissed all over my face. He did a lip lock, and I also did it with little reluctance. Then he moved towards my neck and started to kiss me there. That was the weakest part of my body, and I lost control at that moment.

The fire of not having sex for almost a month with my hubby ignited the woman in me. Now, I, too, started hugging him. He realized he had succeeded, and there was no stopping from there. He made me stand up, removed my T-shirt, and his fingers touched my bare hip this time.

I felt a tingling sensation, and I started removing his T-shirt. I went to his nipple and started sucking it. He was groping my boobs over my 34C bra and pinching my nipples. I loved the way he handled my boobs, not too strong nor too soft. But he was making me more and more horny.

I started getting wet in the bottom, and I wanted his cock inside me. He had other plans. Though he didn’t have sex for 4 years, he was moving slowly all over my body. Kissing, licking my entire body. He removed my bra, then my jeans and my panty, one by one, in slow motion.

I was standing nude in front of another guy apart from my hubby for the first time in my life. He stood still and admired my beauty from top to bottom. Though I, too loved it, it was making me go shy as well. I blushed and was about to cover my boobs, but he didn’t let me.

Then he came near me and made me lie in bed. He started with my toes and kissed my legs fully. Came in between the legs and teased me near my pussy by licking around it. I was totally under his control and wanted him to put his tongue deep into my pussy.

I held his hair and moved his head to my pussy. Now, he started to lick it slowly. One time he will lick the outer part of my pussy, and the next minute, he will go deep and lick it. The next minute he will kiss the pussy, and the next time he bites it.

Any woman who has been sucked well can feel what I’m saying. My cum kept oozing out of my pussy, and I kept moaning. I was still holding his head and was pushing it further deep into my pussy. I don’t know if he licked me for 10 minutes or 1 hour. But that was the best I ever had.

I realized the real pleasure of sex for the first time. He stood up removed his pants, and he was also nude now. I was still lying down in bed. He took his cock near my face, near my mouth. I had taken my hubby’s cock before, but this surely was bigger and thicker than my hubby’s.

I started sucking the tip of it, after a while, was able to take half of it at the max. He realized I was finding it difficult to move back and forth. So he asked me to stay still and started mouth fucking me. This time more than half of his cock was going inside my mouth.

My saliva was coming out of my mouth, and I was gagging. He showed no mercy in bed and kept fucking me so badly. After a few minutes, we moved into 69 positions and gave oral fun to each other. The night was getting longer and longer, and I never wanted that night to get over with his actions.

Finally, he stood up and told me that he was going to fuck me, and that would be the best fuck of my life. He proved it in a few minutes. He lay down first, and his cock was facing the ceiling. He asked me to insert my pussy into his cock and then lie on him in a backward position.

Both of our faces should face the ceiling. I did so, and now he started slowly moving his cock in and out. I usually do missionary position with my hubby, but this was different. The way his thick black cock was going inside, it touched my G spot almost every time.

It was ecstasy, and every woman should feel it in life. I couldn’t count the number of times I cum. I was fully immersed in what he was doing. After some time, he made me stand in a doggy position and inserted his cock from the back. This as well was new to me, and he slapped my ass once in a while.

He held my hair and was riding me faster and faster. Still, he didn’t release the cum. I started telling him that I was getting very tired. So he told me to lie in the usual missionary position, and he came on top of me. Now, we kept kissing each other, and he slowly and steadily started going in and out.

He will increase the speed and suddenly will stop. My cum will start to flow out by then. He would take it out with his fingers, show it to me and used to lick it in front of me. It made me more horny. He kept doing things like this. I don’t know how many minutes or hours had gone.

Finally, he released his entire cum inside my pussy. He kept his cock inside my pussy for a few more minutes and then lay down near me nude. He kept thanking me for allowing him to fuck me. But little did he know that it was me who got the maximum pleasure out of it.

During those 3 days, I lost count of how many such sessions we had. We used to go out to shop or visit some places and come to our room early. We would fuck the brains out of each other. Little did we sleep in those 3 days. After that, almost every weekend, he travels to my hotel, and we fuck like mad dogs.

I have another 5 months in the UK. He is settled here, so I know this will be a short-term affair with no impact on my marital life. But I don’t know if I will ever be satisfied with my hubby’s cock again. If so, I should plan for more such on-site trips.

I have a few doubts about my hubby’s involvement in this. My hubby never calls when I’m with Harish even if it’s a weekend. I don’t know if he asked Harish to fuck me or if Harish wanted to satisfy his urge and begged my hubby. But somehow, I got the pleasure out of it.

Guys, this is a one-off affair for me. I’m not looking for another guy in my life. So don’t send me your nudes or cock asking me to give you a chance. I hope you enjoyed the story till now. You can write your comments in ISS, give a like or mail at [email protected].

In the bustling heart of Mumbai, there lived a young man named Rohan. Rohan was a college student, known for his sharp intellect and even sharper wit. His life was a blend of the vibrant chaos that the city had to offer: the cawing of crows at dawn, the smell of spicy street food wafting through the air, and the constant thrum of the ever-present traffic. Yet, amidst the sound of his daily routine, there was a place where he found solace: the small, cluttered room he called his own.

This sanctuary was soon to be disrupted as his grandparents announced a surprise visit. The flat that Rohan shared with his parents and younger sister, Sheila, was about to become unbearably cramped. With the living room being converted into a makeshift guest room, Rohan was told that he would have to share his personal space with Sheila for the duration of their stay. This was less than ideal, especially given the palpable tension that had been simmering between them since they had become teenagers.

The siblings had always been close, but the bond had transformed into something more complex and electrifying as they grew older. Sheila, now a stunning young woman with a figure that would make even the most stoic of men drop their jaws, had developed a penchant for leaving her door open while she changed. Rohan had done his best to ignore it, burying his face in his books or pretending to be absorbed in his music whenever she did so. But that night, as they lay in the dark, the walls between them felt thinner than ever before.

The heat of the Mumbai summer had crept into their shared room, and the air was thick with the scent of their bodies. Sheila lay on her side of the bed, her chest rising and falling rhythmically with each breath she took. The moonlight trickled in through the small gap in the curtains, casting a soft glow over her bare skin. Her ample breasts, usually hidden beneath layers of fabric, were now outlined by the flimsy fabric of her nightgown. Rohan’s eyes darted to the sight, his thoughts spiraling into forbidden territory.

He knew he should look away, and respect the boundaries that had been drawn for years, but the allure was too strong. Sheila had always been the pretty one, the center of attention, and now, here she was, just a few feet away from him, unguarded and vulnerable. He could hear the soft rustle of her sheets as she shifted in her sleep, and it took every ounce of his willpower not to reach out and touch her.

Rohan’s heart raced as he allowed his eyes to wander further. The way the moonlight played with the shadows on her skin made her look almost ethereal. He knew she wasn’t perfect – she had her own insecurities and fears – but in this moment, she was the most beautiful creature he had ever laid eyes on. The room was silent except for the occasional buzz of a mosquito, and he found himself holding his breath, afraid to disturb the delicate balance of the night.

The thin fabric of Sheila’s nightgown clung to her curves, revealing the fullness of her breasts and the slight indentation of her waist. Her hair was a wild mess around her face, framing it like a halo. He had never seen his sister like this before, so exposed and untouched. The urge to touch her was overwhelming, to feel the warmth of her skin and the softness of her hair. He knew he shouldn’t, that it would cross a line they could never uncross, but the desire was like a wild beast inside him, demanding to be set free.

Sweat beaded on Rohan’s forehead as he swallowed hard, trying to convince himself to turn away. But his body refused to listen. His hand, as if it had a mind of its own, reached out and lightly brushed against the fabric covering her chest. Sheila’s breath hitched, but she didn’t wake up. Encouraged, he let his fingers trace the swell of her breasts, feeling the heat of her skin even through the cloth. The fabric was damp with her sweat, and he could feel the rapid thud of her heart beneath his touch.

The sensation was exquisite, and his mind swam with a mix of excitement and guilt. He had fantasized about this moment countless times, but never in a million years did he think it would actually happen. The weight of his hand grew heavier as he cupped his younger sister’s breast, feeling the firmness and the slight give of her flesh beneath his palm. The nipple grew taut as he gently squeezed, and he bit his lower lip to stifle a groan. The room was suffocatingly hot, and the sound of his own breathing seemed to echo off the walls.

Her skin was like velvet, and he marveled at the softness of her areola. He watched as his thumb slid over her nipple, eliciting a faint whimper from Sheila’s lips. He froze, fearing he had woken her, but she remained asleep, lost in the throes of some unknowable dream. The sight of her unconsciously reacting to his touch only served to fuel his desire further. He leaned closer, his breath hot against her neck as he took in her scent – a mix of sweet jasmine and something uniquely her.

Rohan’s other hand found its way to the hem of her nightgown, his fingertips grazing the bare skin of her stomach. He could feel the goosebumps rise as he trailed his hand higher, tracing the line of her hip and over the curve of her waist. The fabric was thin, offering no barrier to the warmth of her body. He paused, his hand hovering just below the swell of her other breast, savoring the moment. It was as if time had stopped, the outside world ceased to exist, and all that was left was the two of them, entwined in the dark.

He closed his eyes, willing himself to remember every sensation, every soft gasp that escaped her lips. His mind was a whirlwind of lust and confusion, but he knew that this was a line he could not uncross. He took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm within him, but his body had a mind of its own. His hand slipped further under the fabric, finally making contact with the bare flesh of her breast. The heat was like a brand, searing his senses and making his entire body ache with need.

Her nipple was a hardened peak, begging for his attention, and he couldn’t resist. He took it between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it gently, feeling it stiffen even more under his touch. Sheila’s body arched slightly, pushing her breast further into his hand, and he felt a bolt of electricity shoot through him. He wanted more, needed more. He leaned closer, his mouth watering at the thought of tasting her, of feeling the softness of her skin against his tongue.

The room was a cocoon of heat and need, and the line between reality and fantasy blurred. Rohan’s thoughts were a jumbled mess of shoulds and shouldn’ts, but his body was in charge now. He lowered his head, his breath hot against her skin, and took her nipple into his mouth. She gasped, her hand flying up to his head, but she didn’t push him away. Instead, she held him there, her body quivering as he sucked and teased the sensitive bud.

Her fingers tangled in his hair, urging him closer, and he took the invitation. His other hand moved to her other breast, kneading and caressing the soft flesh. Sheila’s breathing grew ragged, her body responding to his touch despite the fog of sleep. He could feel her legs parting slightly, giving him room to move closer, to explore more of her. The fabric of her nightgown was the only thing separating them, and it was a barrier he desperately wanted to breach.

The world outside their room melted away, leaving only the two of them, entwined in the darkness. Rohan’s hand slid down her body, tracing the curve of her hip and then inward, along the silky skin of her inner thigh. His touch was tentative at first but grew bolder as she didn’t resist. He reached the apex of her thighs and felt the dampness that had gathered there. She was wet, ready for her brother, and the realization sent a jolt of lust through his body.

Her grip on his hair tightened as he continued to suckle at her breast, his other hand now cupping her sex over her underwear. He could feel the heat radiating from her, the slickness of her arousal seeping through the thin fabric. The sound of her breathing grew louder, and he knew she was awake now, fully aware of what was happening. Yet she didn’t push him away. Instead, she moaned softly, her hips rocking against his hand.

Rohan’s heart pounded in his chest, his cock straining against the fabric of his pajama pants. He wanted nothing more than to strip her bare and claim her as his own, but fear held him back. Fear of what their parents would say, fear of ruining their relationship, fear of the consequences. Yet, here they were, in the throes of passion, unable to resist the pull of desire that had been building between them for years.

He slid his hand under her underwear, his fingers encountering the wetness of his sibling’s pussy. She was soaking wet, and the thought of her being aroused by his touch made him dizzy with lust. He began to rub her clit in slow, deliberate circles, feeling it swell beneath his fingertips. Sheila’s moans grew louder, and she began to grind against his hand, her legs wrapping around his waist, pulling him closer.

The fabric of her nightgown was damp with her arousal, and Rohan knew that he couldn’t hold back any longer. He slid the gown up over her hips, exposing her completely to his gaze. She was a vision of beauty, her skin bathed in the soft moonlight, her hair a wild tangle around her face. He leaned down, his mouth finding her clit, and she let out a cry of surprise and pleasure. He sucked and licked at her, his tongue exploring her folds, tasting the sweetness of her desire.

Her legs tightened around his head, and she bucked her hips against his mouth, urging him on. His own need was reaching a fever pitch, his cock pulsing with the need to be inside her. He could feel her getting closer, her breath coming in short, ragged gasps, her body tensing with the approaching orgasm. He didn’t stop, didn’t even pause, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. And then she was there, her body convulsing around his mouth, her cries of pleasure echoing in the small room.

Rohan felt a rush of triumph and desire, his cock straining against his pants. He pulled away, his eyes meeting hers. They were wide with shock and arousal, reflecting the moonlight that painted the room. For a moment, they just stared at each other, the air thick with unspoken questions and answers. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she reached down and unbuttoned his pants, her hand wrapping around his shaft.

He hissed in a breath as she began to stroke him, her hand firm and sure. The feeling was exquisite, and he knew he wouldn’t last much longer. He reached down, helping her to remove his pants, and then her underwear. They were both naked now, their bodies entwined, their hearts beating in sync. He positioned himself over her, his cock nudging at her entrance.

Her eyes searched his, seeking reassurance, and he gave it to her with a nod. He knew this was a moment they could never take back, a line that would forever change the landscape of their relationship. Yet, the need was too great to deny. He pushed into her slowly, feeling the resistance give way to acceptance. She was tight, hot, and wet, and the sensation was like nothing he had ever experienced.

They both gasped as he entered her fully, the connection between them stronger than it had ever been. He paused for a moment, savoring the feeling of her wrapped around him, her nails digging into his back. She was so warm, so alive, and he never wanted this moment to end. He began to move, his hips rocking into hers in a slow, steady rhythm. She matched his pace, her legs wrapping around his waist, urging him deeper.

Their movements grew more frantic as the passion overtook them. The bed creaked beneath their weight, a silent testament to their shared secret. Sheila’s breath hitched in her throat, her eyes squeezed shut as she clung to her brother, her body responding to every thrust. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, a rhythmic symphony of desire. The tension between them built, a tight coil winding tighter and tighter with every stroke.

Her hands roamed his body, exploring the muscles of his back and the tautness of his ass as he moved above her. The sensation of her nails digging into his skin only spurred him on, driving him deeper into her warmth. He could feel her tightening around him, her body preparing for the release that was fast approaching. Her hips met his in a fierce dance, urging him to go faster, to fill her completely.

Rohan groaned, his control slipping as he gave in to the primal instinct that had taken over. He increased his pace, his cock sliding in and out of his sister with ease now, the sound of their bodies colliding a siren’s song in the quiet of the night. Sheila’s eyes snapped open, her gaze locking onto his, the intensity of the moment piercing through the veil of darkness.

Her breasts bounced with every thrust, and he couldn’t resist the urge to capture one in his hand again, rolling her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. She gasped, her eyes fluttering closed as the sensation shot straight to her core. He felt her walls tighten around him, her body preparing for the inevitable climax. He knew she was close, and the knowledge sent him hurtling towards his own.

He leaned down, capturing her mouth in a bruising kiss, swallowing her whimpers of pleasure. Their tongues danced together, a silent conversation of need and want. His hand slid down her body, finding her clit again, and he began to rub it in time with his thrusts. Sheila’s moans grew louder, her body arching off the bed as she reached for the peak of her orgasm.

Rohan could feel the pressure building in his balls, the heat spiraling through his cock. He knew he was close, so close to spilling inside her. The thought was maddening, pushing him to the brink of reason. He broke the kiss, panting heavily, and whispered against her neck, “I’m going to come, Sheila.”

Her only response was a desperate plea, “Don’t stop, Rohan.”

The words were a command that sent a new wave of pleasure crashing over him. He quickened his pace, the sound of their bodies slapping together growing louder. The tension grew, coiling tighter and tighter until it was a live wire between them, crackling with electricity. Sheila’s breath grew ragged, her eyes screwed shut as she clung to the edge of ecstasy.

Her hand found his ass, her nails digging in, pushing him deeper. He could feel her muscles tightening around him, squeezing, urging him on. His own climax was a fire in his belly, burning white-hot and consuming every last shred of his self-control. He knew he was going to come, and the knowledge sent him hurtling over the precipice.

With a final, desperate thrust, he buried himself inside his younger sister, his cock pulsing as he released his seed. Sheila’s body convulsed around him, her orgasm crashing into her like a wave, sending her spiraling into oblivion. Her nails scored his back, and her teeth sunk into his shoulder, muffling her screams of pleasure. The world outside their room ceased to exist, replaced by the pounding of their hearts and the slick sound of their bodies moving together.

As the last tremors of their shared climax subsided, Rohan collapsed onto her, his weight pressing her into the mattress. They lay there, panting and sticky with sweat, their hearts racing in sync. The silence that followed was heavy, charged with the weight of what they had just done. The air was thick with the scent of sex and the unspoken questions that hung between them.

Finally, Rohan pulled out, his cock slipping from his sister’s body with a wet sound. He rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. The fan above them spun lazily, sending a weak current of air over their slick skin. Sheila shifted beside him, her hand reaching out to rest on his chest. He could feel the erratic beat of her heart, a mirror to his own.

For a long moment, they lay there, neither speaking nor moving. The only sound was the soft rustle of the sheets and their ragged breathing. The weight of their actions pressed down on them, a heavy blanket of reality that seemed to thicken the air. They had crossed a line that could never be uncrossed, and ventured into a place that was both terrifying and exhilarating.

I never saw myself in this position, but here I was, getting a blowjob from my sister! It was wrong, I knew it was bad, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop her.

It all started on a hot summer day when my sister Shalini and I were home alone. Our parents were out of town on business, leaving us to fend for ourselves. Shalini was always the more adventurous one of us, and I often followed her lead.

“Another one for the tan lines, huh?” Shalini said, her voice a little too close to my ear as she stretched out on the pool lounger beside me.

I chuckled, trying to appear nonchalant. “Yeah, gotta get that perfect golden glow.”

She winked, her eyes sparkling in the sunlight. “You’re already pretty golden, you know.” She ran a hand down her smooth, tanned stomach, the glint of the sun catching the edges of her bikini.

My throat tightened. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest. “I’m sure you’re just saying that,” I mumbled, my gaze lingering on her hand, then drifting to the curves of her body hidden by the fabric of her bikini.

“Maybe,” she replied, her voice laced with amusement. “But I think you’re looking pretty good yourself.”

I felt a blush creep up my neck, making my cheeks burn. “Oh, yeah? What makes you think that?”

“Well,” she said, her tone laced with playful mischief, “let’s just say I’ve been enjoying the view all day. You’ve got a magnificent torso, you know.”

My breath caught in my throat. “You’re teasing me,” I said, but my voice sounded shaky.

My sister chuckled, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Maybe, maybe not. But let’s say I wouldn’t mind getting a closer look.”

I felt a thrill run through me, a dizzying mixture of nervousness and excitement. “Maybe we can work on that,” I whispered, my gaze locked on hers.

As the day went on, Shalini’s comments became more and more explicit. My sibling talked about how much she loved giving blowjobs and how good she was at it. I tried to brush it off as just her being her usual flirty self, but I couldn’t shake the image of her lips wrapped around my cock.

Finally, I couldn’t take it anymore. I grabbed Shalini by the hand and pulled her into the house, leading her towards my bedroom. She looked at me with a mischievous grin, knowing exactly what was on my mind.

As soon as we entered my room, Shalini took charge, pushing me playfully onto the bed with a mischievous grin on her face. She climbed on top of me, her toned legs straddling my waist, as she positioned herself with a seductive grace that left me breathless. Her damp bikini clung to her skin, and the thin fabric of her bottoms rubbed against my growing erection, causing a wave of pleasure to course through my body.

I reached up to touch her, my hands finding her firm, and round breasts. I could feel her heart racing beneath my fingertips as I gently cupped them, my thumbs brushing against her hardening nipples. Shalini let out a soft moan, her eyes fluttering closed as she ground her hips against me, matching the rhythm of my hands as they explored her body.

The atmosphere in the room was thick with tension, and I could feel the heat radiating off her skin as our bodies pressed together. I could sense the desire in her touch and tell that my sister wanted me just as much as I wanted her. The scent of suntan lotion and chlorine filled the air, and I couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by the moment, feeling utterly intoxicated by her presence.

As we continued exploring each other’s bodies, I knew that this was a moment I would never forget and cherish forever. Shalini’s weight on top of me, her soft skin against mine, and the feeling of her nipples hardening beneath my fingers all combined to create an experience that was both exhilarating and unforgettable. I knew I was falling for her and couldn’t wait to see where this journey would take us.

Shalini leaned down and kissed me, her tongue exploring my mouth. I could taste the chlorine from the pool on her lips, which only turned me on more. She started grinding her hips harder, grinding her clit against my cock.

I reached down and slipped my fingers under her bikini bottoms, feeling how wet she was. She moaned into my mouth as I rubbed her clit, her hips bucking against my hand. Suddenly, Shalini pulled away from me and knelt between my legs. She grabbed the waistband of my trunks and pulled them down, freeing my rock-hard cock. She looked at me with those same mischievous eyes and licked her lips.

“I have been wanting to do this all day,” my sister said before wrapping her lips around my cock.

Shalini started by kissing my inner thighs, working her way up to my boxers. She pulled them down slowly, teasing me along the way. Once my cock was free, she took it in her hand and started to stroke it gently. I could feel myself getting harder in her hand.

I gasped as she took me in, her throat relaxing to accommodate my size. She started sucking and stroking me, her tongue swirling around the head of my cock. I reached down and grabbed her head, guiding her rhythm.

Shalini then leaned in and wrapped her lips around the tip of my cock. She started to suck gently, her tongue swirling around the head. I groaned in pleasure as she took me deeper into her mouth. She began to suck harder and faster, her saliva dripping down my shaft. I could feel myself getting close to the edge, my balls tightening up.

I looked down at her and said, “Shalini, you are amazing. I am not going to last much longer.”

Shalini took this as a challenge and began to suck even harder. She also started to play with my balls, cupping them in her hand and gently massaging them. I couldn’t take it any longer, and it exploded in my sister’s mouth! She swallowed every last drop, never breaking eye contact with me.

After catching my breath, I pulled her up and whispered, “That was incredible! You are incredible.”

She smiled and replied, “I’m glad you enjoyed it. I did.”

We lay there for a few minutes, our bodies intertwined. But Shalini wasn’t done yet. She wanted to take things even further and suggested we try some sloppy cock sucking.

She started by spitting on my cock, making it nice and wet. She then took me deep into her mouth, her lips making a “sloppy” sound as she moved up and down. I could feel her saliva dripping down my balls, making them wet as well.

Shalini gently took one of my balls into her mouth and started to suck on it. It felt incredible, and I couldn’t believe how good it felt. She then switched to the other ball, giving it the same attention.

Finally, Shalini wanted to try something even more adventurous – deep-throating. As Shalini prepared herself for the next level of intimacy, she took a few deep breaths, steadying her nerves and focusing on the task at hand. Her eyes watered at the thought, but her determination never wavered. She wrapped her lips around the base of my shaft, taking me in inch by inch, her tongue swirling and teasing along the way.

I could feel the warmth of her mouth enveloping me, the sensation both overwhelming and tantalizing. Shalini’s pace was slow and calculated, every movement deliberate and precise. She relaxed her throat muscles, taking me deeper and deeper, until I felt the tip of my cock brush against the back of her throat.

The feeling was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and disbelief. Shalini’s throat pulsed around me, sending waves of ecstasy through my body. She adjusted her position, taking me in even further, until I was fully sheathed in her tight, wet throat.

Shalini’s skilled mouth and throat worked in tandem, creating a mesmerizing and arousing rhythm. She never gagged or choked, instead meeting each thrust with confidence and determination. The sight of her taking me all the way in, her lips stretched around my girth, was a turn-on like no other.

Her hands gripped my hips, pulling me deeper still. The sensation of her throat contracting around my cock, the feeling of her soft lips wrapped around me, was enough to send me over the edge. I couldn’t hold back any longer, and with a final thrust, I released everything I had inside of her.

Shalini took it all, never wavering or faltering. She swallowed every drop, her throat massaging me as I came. The look of satisfaction on her face was priceless, a mixture of pride and pleasure that I would never forget. I couldn’t take it any longer and came again, this time even harder. Shalini swallowed every last drop, a satisfied look on her face.

We lay there, exhausted and satisfied. Shalini had given me the best blowjob of my life! She then climbed onto the bed and cuddled beside me, her head resting on my chest. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, feeling guilty but satisfied simultaneously.

We didn’t say anything for a while, just enjoying the post-orgasmic bliss. But as the reality of what we had just done set in, I knew we couldn’t keep this secret forever.

I looked down at my sister, her eyes closed in sleep. I knew I had to tell her how wrong this was, how we couldn’t do this again. But as I watched her sleep, I couldn’t help but think about how good it felt to be with her, how right it felt.

I knew I had a difficult decision to make that could change our relationship forever. But for now, I just held her close and enjoyed the moment, knowing that it might be the last time we ever shared something so intimate again.

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