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Continuing directly from Part 7, those who haven’t read the previous 6 parts, please read and then continue. Anyone who wants to share your comments can mail me at [email protected]

The bus stand was glowing with lights. Buses to different routes kept coming in and going out. Malathi and Sudha saw me from a distance and waved their hands. Malathi was in a light green chudi, and Sudha was a pinkish colour chudi.

Siva: Hi Sudha, where is your daughter?

Sudha: My mom is taking care of her.

Siva: Will she stay without you for the next 2 days?

Sudha: I don’t know, this is the first time she is away from me. (Sudha slightly started crying)

Siva: Ok cool down Sudha. Your mom will take care of her.

The bus was scheduled for 8:30 PM, but Malathi couldn’t stay till then. So she left us around 8. Our seat was on the third row on the left side. We kept both our bags in the cabin and sat in our seats. I saw a woman wearing a black saree getting into the bus with her son.

When she raised her hands to keep her bags in the cabin, I could see her belly button and the left side of her boobs. I was disturbed a bit and turned towards Sudha. But she suddenly turned her head to look outside. I couldn’t sit there after that.

So I told Sudha that I would buy some magazines and come back. I got on the bus again exactly at the time the bus started.

Siva: Sudha, your interview is the day after tomorrow, right? Why are we leaving today itself?

Sudha: I, too told the same to Malathi. But she only said what if the bus is late or if we are not able to find the location.

After that, Sudha started sleeping, and I texted Malathi. Once I finished chatting with Malathi, I realized Sudha’s head was on my shoulders. I could smell the jasmine flower in her head. I don’t know when, but I also slept. I woke up to the sound of some song from a motel where they had parked the bus for dinner.

This time, Sudha was lying her head on the window, and my head was on Sudha’s right shoulder. Her shawl had fallen, and I could see her cleavage along with the big melons. I got up from my seat and brought some tea for Sudha as well. We noticed the time was 2 AM.

Because of the tea, we couldn’t sleep immediately and chatted for a few minutes. When I woke up around 6:15 a.m., my head was on Sudha’s shoulder, and my legs were above her legs. We were holding our hands together. I immediately stood straight, and Sudha, too, woke up and said sorry.

We went to the hotel, refreshed ourselves and went downstairs for breakfast. I noticed Sudha’s beauty only at that time. Maybe I missed noticing her these many days since my eyes were always on Malathi. We went back to the room, and both of us were tired from travel.

They had given us an attached double bed, so I told Sudha to sleep on it. I lay down on the sofa. Malathi called by that time and spoke with Sudha for some time. Then Sudha gave the phone to me.

Malathi: Don’t go out anywhere, leaving her alone in the name of meeting your friends.

Siva: Sure, Malathi, I won’t go out. (We chatted random things and finally)

Malathi: Give me a kiss.

Siva: Ok, Malathi, let’s talk later.

Malathi: I asked you for a kiss, dear. (She was teasing me)

Siva: Yes, I will talk later.

Malathi: Haha! Are you shy? Muah, my rascal, I have a class now.

The kiss from Malathi gave me a shivering sensation and I slept with that. When I woke up, it was 1:30 PM, and Sudha was talking to someone on the phone standing on the balcony. She came back and said her husband wanted her to go and meet an unwell relative.

So I told her to go and meet them. I also went to meet a friend of mine. She kept urging me to come early. She doesn’t want to be alone in the room. I couldn’t tell my friends that I came with a woman, so I had to end up drinking with them.

It started with just one round, but I ended up having three rounds of drinks with some food. It was already 8:30 PM, and Sudha had already called me thrice. Somehow, I managed to reach the hotel by 9:30 PM, and Sudha looked at me angrily.

Siva: Sorry, Sudha, my friends compelled me to drink.

Sudha: I ordered food for you.

Siva: It’s ok, Malathi, I ate at my friend’s place.

Sudha: Hello, I’m not Malathi, I’m Sudha

I tried to walk but got hit in the bed, and Sudha held me from falling. She asked me to sleep in the bed, but I insisted she sleep in bed. I lay down on the sofa. After a few minutes, I saw her talking to someone. She signalled that it was Malathi. I told her not to tell Malathi about my situation, and she agreed.

After that, I slept and woke up around midnight to go to the restroom. I removed my shirt and went inside with a baniyan. I saw my mobile, and there were 8 messages from Malathi. Then I replied to her, stating I had slept due to tiredness. I was expecting a message from her but instead got a call from her.

She was talking from her bathroom. I went to the balcony to chat with her. Our conversation started with casual chats and, as usual, went into sex chats. Almost by the end of it, she was virtually sucking my cock, kneeling in front of me. Suddenly, she disconnected the call and messages that her daughter woke up.

I came inside the room and saw Sudha lying on the bed. Since Malathi left me in the middle, the animal in me woke up and told me to look at Sudha. Her nightie was a little up, and I could see her legs. I started to rub my cock over my lungi and sat on the bed.

But suddenly, Malathi came in front of my eyes. Her big eyes threatened me that she would kill me if I looked at other women. Immediately I went and fell on the sofa. But I kept changing positions, rolling upside down but I couldn’t sleep at all.

Finally, my body won over my mind. I lay down next to Sudha on the bed. The jasmine and perfume smells made me go mad. I took hold of her hand. She didn’t wake but turned to the other side, showing her back to me. I touched the back of her neck and started moving my fingers.

I kissed her neck. Sudha woke up and shouted at me next to her. I kept my hands on her mouth. She tried to get up from bed, but I put my legs on her legs and controlled her movement.

Siva: Malathi, my darling.

Sudha: Chee Siva, I’m not Malathi. Please leave me.

Siva: Please, Malathi, some more time, please.

I turned her to my side, kissed her neck, then her lips and started sucking it. She tried to move away from me and hence moved her legs front and back. But her nightie moved to her thighs because of that. I groped her right boobs with my left hand.

Sudha: Siva, what are you doing? Please leave me

I unzipped her nightie, let my hand inside and took one of her boobs and started to suck it. She pushed me with all the power. I fell on the floor with my cock saluting the wall.

Sudha: Siva, what are you doing? Just because you drank, will you do such nonsense?

Siva: ………….

She forgot that her boobs were hanging out of her nightie, which was making me horny again.

Siva: Sorry, Sudha, I thought about Malathi. That’s why I couldn’t control it.

Saying so, I went near her. She was on the edge of the bed and, hence, couldn’t move further. I pushed her to the wall and hugged her.

Sudha: This is not good, Siva. I won’t tell to anyone, please leave me alone now.

I was looking at her hanging boobs, and she saw me and closed the zip.

Sudha: Don’t think of me as cheap. Do all such behaviours with a woman like Malathi and not me.

I got angry the moment she spoke about Malathi and started shouting at her. I don’t want to lie that I was doing this because of alcohol. It was the sex hormones that were making me do all this, and I wasn’t in control.

Siva: Sudha, I liked your body and wanted to have sex with you. Why are you treating me like this

I went ahead and kissed her, but she tried to resist me. So I gave a slap on her face, and she fell on the bed. I told her to keep her mouth shut or else others will hear it and come inside. Since we registered in the reception as husband and wife, they will doubt her also. So she couldn’t do anything.

Now I sat on her hip and started to grope her boobs one by one. Sudha had no option other than to cry and do nothing. Then I moved her nightie up, inserted my fingers into her pussy and fingered for a few minutes. Then in a hurry, I removed my lungi and inserted my cock into her pussy.

But her pussy was already wet because of the finger fucks, and my cock was able to go inside smoothly. I went down and sucked her boobs. She was lactating, so milk was coming out of her boobs. I went and drank it as an energy drink while fucking her.

She lay down, unable to do anything. When I was about to release my cum, I took out my cock and released it just above her pussy. Some drops fell on her nightie, too. Only after I took it out I came to my senses. I realized the mistakes I made. I was angry at myself.

Sudha trusted me and shared the same room. More than that, Malathi trusted me and sent me along with her friend. But I broke all of their trust and behaved like an animal. We cleaned ourselves in the bathroom, and I lay down next to Sudha in the bed.

Siva: Sudha, I’m really sorry. I couldn’t control myself.

I tried to touch her shoulders, but she pushed my hands away.

Sudha: Please sleep now. I don’t want to talk about anything

I went to the sofa and slept on it as usual. When I woke up with an alarm sound, it was 6:30 AM. Sudha was taking a bath inside. I woke up and switched off the alarm. She came out and started looking at the files where she had kept her documents.

Siva: Sudha, are you angry?

Sudha: Don’t disturb me.

Siva: The thing that happened yesterday…

Sudha: I don’t want to think or talk about anything.

Siva: I’m saying sorry now, right?

Sudha: But you did what you wanted to without my interest. Let me do my work now.

Siva: Don’t you understand me and talk again normally?

Sudha: I don’t want to talk to an animal like you

I got angry when she told me off as an animal and slapped her. I forcefully kissed her and made her lie in bed. I lost my control and ended up fucking her like an animal, as she said. Since she had already experienced my power once, she didn’t resist much this time.

I sucked her boobs, fingered her pussy and finally penetrated my cock into her pussy. By the time I started fucking her, she also started to like it and opened her legs for me to go inside easily. Her hands were holding the pillow on her head, and she was letting a mmm moan.

Sudha: Please don’t leave it inside.

Siva: My cock is already inside.

Sudha: Not your cock, I meant your cum, Siva.

Suddenly I removed my cock from her pussy and let out my cum above her pussy. I lay down on her, and this time, her hands were on my back like hugging me. Since she was still lactating, I drank her milk for some time. After a few minutes, she asked me to get up.

She got up from bed. I gave a flying kiss to her. She covered her boobs with her hands and ran to the bathroom to bathe again. Sudha got ready for her interview and we went to the venue in auto. I was confused about whether what I did was right or wrong. We didn’t talk much.

After reaching the venue, I sat below a tree, which was a little far from the actual interview location. Another woman who had an interview in the 2nd half sat near me, and we discussed it for a while. Sudha, who was waiting for the interview, saw us from where she was standing.

After Sudha’s interview was over, she wanted to go to the beach. She didn’t want to be alone in the room with me again. In the meantime, Malathi also called, and both of us spoke with her. While we were on the beach, there were a lot of couples sitting under umbrellas or covering their faces with girls’ shawls.

One of the girls moved due to the sudden breeze, and Sudha and I saw them kissing. The guy was very deeply kissing her, and the woman was unsure of what to do.

Sudha: Don’t they have sense? Why do they do it in their home?

Siva: (In a very feeble voice) Not everyone will get a chance to be in the same room.

Sudha: What did you say?

Siva: No, they are not necessarily lovers.

Sudha: Then? Husband and Wife?

Siva: Yes, but she has a different husband, and he has a different wife.

Sudha: Chee, can we go and play in the water?

We went a little into the sea, and Sudha moved her saree up. I was able to see her legs. She held my shoulders for support, and the next wave was about to make her fall, so I held Sudha’s hips. Though I didn’t do it intentionally, I didn’t take it after that.

Sudha forgot about me holding her as she was playing in the sea. Her saree was getting wet and her saree was now above her knees. Whenever she jumped for a wave, I made sure my hands grabbed her ass. Suddenly she realized I was playing with her body and let go of my hands from her ass.

But I was still holding her by her hips. After a few minutes, 3 guys who were playing at some distance were coming towards us, trying to look at Sudha’s half-wet boobs.

Siva: Let’s leave now.

Sudha: No, Siva, another big wave is coming there, see. Let’s play for some more time.

Siva: (in a shouting voice) I told you to leave now, can’t you understand?

She saw my face, and I turned towards those guys. She looked at her saree, adjusted it and then started coming out with me. She bought ice creams, flowers and a few bangles in the shops near the beach like a kid. Then we went to the room and Sudha went to take a bath. Her phone rang (with a particular ringtone)

Siva: Sudha, your phone is ringing. Shall I attend?

Sudha: No, it’s my husband. Leave it. I will come and talk.

It rang another 2 times and the 3rd time I told her to get the phone from me. She slightly opened the door and started talking to him. Now, my mind started thinking how Sudha would be standing nude inside. My cock started to rise. She finished speaking and again opened the bathroom door slightly.

This time, I took the phone and put it on the bed but didn’t let go of her hand. I pushed the door aside and opened it.

Sudha: Siva, I’m bathing inside. What are you doing?

She was standing in the opposite direction, facing the walls. I went behind her, put my hand on her shoulder and kissed her neck.

Sudha: Siva, please. Not here. I need to bathe now.

I pulled her closer to me and licked the water from her neck and shoulders. My cock, which was trying to come out of my lungi, was hitting her back. She tried to move away from it and pushed her body in front. But I held her hips and moved her closer to me for her to feel my cock.

I turned her to my side and kissed her lips, but she was trying to turn to the other side. I pushed her closer to me. Her boobs were crushed on my chest. She pushed me away and tried to go near the door. I gave a slap on her ass. She turned in pain and said,

Sudha: I’m going out.

Siva: Go. I came with great joy to see you in this look, and you are ignoring me.

Sudha: But I’m another man’s wife, Siva.

Siva: Sudha.

Sudha: Mmmm.

Siva: Turn this side.

Sudha: Mmmm.

Siva: I love you.

She started crying and was about to go out

Siva: Tell me you don’t like me, and then go out.

Sudha: No, I won’t tell.

Siva: Why?

Sudha: (in a feeble voice) Because I love you.

Siva: What did you say? I didn’t hear it.

She looked straight into my eyes and said, “I love you.” Suddenly, she hugged me and put her face on my chest. I pulled her head up, kissed her lips and started our steamy session. While I was about my insert my cock into Sudha’s pussy, my phone rang, and it was Malathi.

Sudha: Go and attend the call. Your Maharani is calling (In a bit of an angry tone)

Siva: It’s ok, I will call her later

Again, the phone rang after a few minutes, and again, she said the same thing. But I didn’t want to let go of Sudha. I kept fucking her pussy till the time my cum came out of her pussy. We stood in the doggy position for some time. Sudha was holding the water pipe.

Once I released my cum, she took some water and cleaned her pussy. I applied water on my cock as well and cleaned mine too. We went out and sat on the bed. Sudha was looking dull,

Siva: Why are you so sad?

Sudha: Nothing Siva.

Siva: Are you feeling bad?

Sudha: Bad? That’s a very small word to describe what we have done.

Siva: We haven’t done anything that bad, Sudha.

Sudha: I betrayed my husband, and you betrayed Malathi. Isn’t that bad?

Siva: We did it out of love, Sudha.

Sudha: The one which you did with me inside the bathroom? (She was smiling)

Siva: Do you love me, Sudha?

Sudha: I have never had this feeling with anyone before. But I really like you, Siva. What about you?

Siva: I love you, Sudha. I proved my love with you through sex inside the bathroom just now.

Sudha: I, too proved it already?

Siva: How?

Sudha: You think of it, and you will understand.

She bit my nipples, and I cried a little in pain.

Siva: Tell me, Sudha, how did you prove it?

Sudha: I didn’t stop you while you were releasing the cum inside me.

Siva: Sorry, it was so heavenly I forgot about it completely.

Sudha: I didn’t forget. I wanted it inside, and hence, I didn’t say anything. That’s how I proved my love to you.

We kissed our lips and were getting ready for another round.

Those who read all 7 parts, this is the end of the story. I know it stopped abruptly. But the actual author who wrote it on a Tamil blog site for 2+ years stopped here. I didn’t want to add any imagination to it as Siva is in a happy relationship with both Sudha and Malathi.

Writing stories is a hobby for me which makes me interact with many women and men. So I’m open to chatting with both genders (Guys, no need to pretend in the name of girls). If any women like me during the chats, we can move forward maturely.

And guys, this is not a real story so don’t mail me asking me for Malathi or Sudha’s contact details.

This story is a pure fantasy story, so keep an open horny mind. Enjoy guys !!

I am Uthara. I currently live in Tamil Nadu, although I am originally from Karnataka. I am a 19 year old girl. My parents got divorced when I was a little child. Mom took custody of me, got settled in Tamil Nadu, and runs a business here.

My father, Radhakrishnan, lives with his second wife, Meenakshi and daughter, Rukmini back in Karnataka. I stayed with Mom in Tamil Nadu and never met him.

I am basically a whole 10. Lean, light frame, cute boobs, well-toned belly, wide hips and a perfect finely crafted ass, shaped nicely long legs owing to my long hours of dance practice, I was a college-level dancer at the time.

My face was equally amazing, cute, heart-shaped I was the prettiest girl in town, very fairly toned, such that my red lips stood out.

My contact with Radhakrishnan was limited. There were always conflicted feelings within me when my thoughts led to him. Mom left him when she found out he was a womaniser. He then married Meenakshi, one of his affairs, the daughter of a rich businessman.

Later on, he never took much initiative to contact me or Mom. Pretty much as if we did not exist. It has been literally 16 years since we met each other. He is 54 years old, very fair, handsome, and has a bit of a dad bod (not fat), a thick moustache, and broad shoulders.

I heard he can be extremely charming if he wants to. He has a huge coffee plantation in Munnar. A huge mansion by it which is vacant throughout the year. He is very popular everywhere he goes as he got a very intruiging personality.

So, I was one among the very few that hated him. Oh, did I mention he is a raging womaniser?

One night, I was in my dorm in college. I never did drugs my whole life, but a fellow best friend hooked me up with some weed. It was my first experience. I was confined to my room, and soon I was tripping hard. My mind was drifting, feeling calm and smooth, relaxing.

My thoughts drifted to places. My house in Tamil Nadu, my street, my school, my favourite restaurant, my college, the film theatre, my trip to Goa, my trip to Mumbai. I never went to Karnataka, Karnataka or Radhakrishnan. He is an asshole, womaniser, bad boy, arrogant, hates me, I hate him, so handsome, naughty, thick funny moustache, hairy chest.

I soon snapped out, my head still spinning. I felt wetness in my pants. I went to the bathroom to realise I cum real hard.

The next day was horrible. I puked several times, had a massive headache, and swore that I’d never try weed. But as much as I tried to hide it, the thought hit me again and again. Radhakrishnan! I really hate the guy. But I could not get around as to how I cum so hard.

I convinced myself that it was the weed messing me up. The feeling was unholy, toxic, and exciting. This guy is my biological father, who left me and my mom and never cared about us. Rekindled my anger towards him. Curiosity, anger, and so many mixed feelings urged me to find out more about him.

I created a fake Instagram account with the name Maya. I added a profile pic of me playing violin, my face hidden. I entered the world of stalking. I checked out his contacts. I avoided all the people I knew personally. I started to add his friends as mine while adding my roster of friends.

In a while, my ‘Maya’ account had a fairly decent contact list with atleast 38 mutual friends with Radhakrishnan. I started liking all his posts putting sweet comments.

After 2 weeks, I got a notification on my phone. It was a message on Instagram from Radhakrishnan.

I felt so excited my heart fluttered. I started typing,

Him: Hey, there.

Me: Hi!

Him: Hey, Maya, is it?

Me: Yeah.

Him: I am Radhakrishnan, nice to meet you. And thanks for liking all my recent posts.

Me: Lol, I guess we got matching vibes

Him: that’s actually a humungous compliment from a young kid like you. Thanks.

Me: Is humungous even a word?

Me: (a gorilla dancing gif)

Him: (laughing emoji)

And thus, we started texting. It was only for a few minutes in the beginning, then half an hour, a few hours. A few weeks passed by, and I was hopelessly addicted to chatting with him. The mystery, the thrill, the thought of conning a guy I hate, plus he was a real smooth talker.

Often, we would chat for 5 hours straight. I steered clear of my details, focusing more on my college, friends, family, and hobbies. He often asked for my face picture, but I managed to steer the conversation away. He also often ends the night convo with a kiss emoji.

I felt awkward at first, but it was really exciting, I would reply a plain good night. It was a tease. I often forgot who he was to me.

Once, I was stuck with my project in college. I had just 4 days to my deadline and was not confident to finish it. I happened to bring it up during my conversation with him. On the eve of the deadline, he sent me the entire finished project.

The following day, I submitted it. It was a blast. That night we were chatting I showered him with thanks. Towards the end,

Him: Bye then

Me: (three repetitive kiss emoji)

A long pause

Him: Wow, I liked it. It felt here

Me: Did you?

Him: Yeah

Me: I think you are lying.

I loved that I was fooling a man. It was very confusing, but I loved the feeling. I thought for a while. Then, I sent a selfie of myself leaning against my table to him after making sure that he was offline. I was wearing a salwaar kameez. I wasn’t sure he would recognise me. It was a huge step.

The next day went as usual, class, friends, etc. Soon, evening came, and I hurriedly opened my Maya account. I had received 6 messages from him. I was tense about whether he recognised me. Hands trembling, I opened the chat, instantly letting out a sigh of relief.

He did not recognise me at all. (Obviously, that bastard had no contact with me since I was a child). But he was showering me with sweet compliments as to how pretty I am. I loved each word he texted and sent a kiss emoji for each compliment.

My heart was beating fast, and my hormones were pumping. I sent him my phone number. I don’t know why I did it, but it didn’t matter anymore. Obviously, he called immediately, and we practically switched from texting to calling from that day. Our conversations became more frequent.

Two months passed. He invited me to meet up for a date in a club where he usually chills with his friends. I was told there is a tennis court. Maybe we can have a game or two. I accepted without hesitation. Evening, I showed up at the club and booked a room.

I freshened up, then changed to tennis wear, a tight white tank top, a white skirt barely covering my thighs, blue canvas shoes, a white cap and an armband. I headed towards the court, where Radhakrishnan was waiting, leaning against the rail of the court.

As soon as he saw me, he moved towards me. We shook hands. He openly stared at my body briefly before fixating his eyes on my face. “You’re even more stunning in person,” he smirked as I blushed. He introduced me to his friends. They were astonished as to how he got a hot chick like me to date.

It was obvious he wanted to flaunt me in front of his friends. Everybody knew he was a womaniser. But this time, it wasn’t a hooker or any aged aunty, but a young hot college girl. As far as his friends were concerned, he was at a whole new level in his game.

I bit my lip in excitement as I suggested playing a tennis match with him, to which he agreed. All his friends were standing aside watching. I’m a tennis pro in college. This guy doesn’t know what’s coming. I giggled as I thought to myself. The game began.

As the game proceeded, I realised he was not an easy opponent. Both of us struggled a lot to score points. After a long and challenging game, he won by 4 points. I gripped my bat, sweating profusely. I felt disappointed in myself, but at the same time felt something funny. Maybe I was a bit impressed.

After spending more time chatting with him and his friends, I got back to my room, energetic and excited. I sat on my bed, checking my phone, when I heard a knock. I opened it to find Radhakrishnan at the door.

“Can I come in?” he asked as I let him in. “Nice match, huh?”

“You honestly surprised me,” I giggled. “Beating me is usually not an easy job.”

He stared deeply into my eyes, “So when are you going to tell me your name is Uthara?”

I got so shocked I stood open mouthed for a whole minute. Was my cover blown? How much does he know about me? All these thoughts hovered over my mind.

“Umm, I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I stammered

I felt a burning sensation on my left cheek, along with a loud roaring sound, as he slapped me hard. I fell to the bed. It took me a few seconds to come to my senses as I saw him looking at me, making heavy eye contact. “Who are you?” He shouted.

I felt partially relieved that he didn’t find out who I was precisely, just my name. “I…I am…I needed to find a quick cover.  I am sorry. I created a fake account just for fun. Then, I met you coincidentally. That’s all.”

“That’s it?” He growled.

“Yes,”  I stuttered. I got up and moved towards him. I paused for a moment before kissing him. He was shocked at first, but then he didn’t take much time to think over it as he returned the kiss. I was confused about why this was happening.

I tried to console myself by thinking I was trying to hide my identity, although I helplessly realised that I was deeply aroused. Small pecks on the lips soon turned into passionate smooching as both of us struggled to dominate. Eventually, I gave in.

As we pulled apart, briefly gasping for air, “How did you get my name?”

“One of my friends recognised you. He is the father of one of your friends,” he smirked.

“Which friend? Ha!” I screamed a bit as he pulled my hair, kissing and sucking my neck. My screams turned into moans as I enjoyed the pain mixed with pleasure. He removed my top and tossed it on the floor as he pushed me to the bed. He climbed on the bed, pressing his head into my cleavage.

My breasts were held up firmly by my laced bra. I moaned in ecstasy as he trailed kisses down to my belly button piercing. He sucked on it as he easily removed my skirt and panties. I didn’t even realise he stripped me naked except for my bra.

He gripped my narrow waist as he pulled out his tool and gently placed it on my tight pussy. I bit my lip in anticipation as he slowly inserted it inside me. “Ah,” I moaned loudly in a seductive tone before looking sideways, signalling to him there were people next door. They may easily hear us.

I laughed as he said they were used to hearing louder noises from his room. He gradually increased the pace as he thrust more and more into my tight pussy. I wrapped my legs around his torso as he started ramming into me. I was moaning loudly now. The intensity was rising as the room was getting hot.

Finally, he cum deep inside me, his hot load filling me up. He fell on me as both of us gasped for air.

I put my hand on my forehead as I whispered to myself, “What have I done!”

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

Meena Jacobs was frustrated to the core, sitting on the heavy beanbag of her bedroom under the cold breeze of her AC. It was 11 PM, and she lit a cigarette to clear her mind. Meena was 44, a successful manager at a reputed MNC.

She had very recently come back on the dating scene after 5 years of a failed marriage. It took a toll on her romantic and sexual life. But her frustration was not because of it. She was talking to a charming man she met at a book fair for over a month.

He was younger than her, for sure. Meena, being in her 40s, was having a hard time shedding her fat. The age was getting her melons dropped and her skin loose. She had love handles and a slightly chubby belly that was too adamant and stubborn from leaving her skin.

But the connection she had with the man, Tarak, was powerful. They talked about books, movies, and life before they finally had a dinner date today. Things went extremely great. They were kissing passionately in the car before he dropped her off, but his last words put her in great turmoil.

‘I hope you don’t mind me being younger than you?’ Tarak said, pecking her cheeks in the dim light inside his career.

‘I don’t mind as long as you don’t,’ Meena was in the heat after many years. She wanted to invite him over and spread her legs for him.

He madly sucked her lips and held her tender palm, then placed it on his crotch. Its warmth and thickness caused an explosion of raw female cravings for cum in all her holes. But what he said next was something she could not digest, ‘I am 26.’

Meena pulled her lips from his mouth. His lips were smudged with the lipstick she wore to impress. She had his saliva all over her chin. “We have a gap of 16 years,” she said, extremely annoyed, but her palm was still holding onto his penis over his pants.

She pushed open the door of his car and walked to her apartment, paying no heed to his words. Meena was recalling every second of their date while she took a puff from the cigarette. She was wearing an oversized shirt with nothing inside or below the waist.

She slid her right hand between her legs and touched her lips and pubic area. It was so neatly waxed for him to eat the whole night. She separated the labia and still felt the wetness. Her mind was churning within her. Finally, after years, a man made her feel happy.

But he was just a couple of years older than her daughter Betty. Her fingers involuntarily slide into her pussy, and she let out a moan, ‘Tarak’. Within a few minutes, she was vigorously driving her fingers in and out of her pussy.

She was moaning out loud his name till she finally had a beautiful orgasm. She smiled at herself for getting aroused like a teenager. She walked to her bedroom to notice 3 missed calls and a text from Tarak. She didn’t want to call back but she decided to read a history text that brought her another smile.

“I know the age gap is an issue. But I felt a connection I never felt with anyone else but with you. Give us a chance, and let’s see what happens,” She smirked and licked the same fingers that were in her cunt.

“Boy, you know to make me blush and cum at the same time,” she thought and sent him a heart emoji. He jumped onto her bed to have a great sleep after a great orgasm.

Meena tried to follow a no-contact rule from Tarak for a week, but that didn’t stop her from touching herself every night, dreaming about his thick veiny tool penetrating her pussy. She used to have a dirty and messy orgasm every time. But she was still poised about letting him see her in her primal form.

It was a Friday evening when Meena was signing out from her office. She spotted lily flowers and a note from Tarak on her table, ‘I can’t stop thinking about you and our kiss. If you feel the same, let’s have dinner tonight. I will be waiting for you at the same restaurant we met last time at 9 PM.’

Meena was hungry, but she was also hungry for cum inside her. She took a cab in the same costume she left at her office. The only difference was she found time in the cab to brush up her hair, some foundation, and a lovely pink nude lipstick.

She left him a message as soon as she landed outside the restaurant. They shared a smile, then food. They talked about how they missed each other’s conversations and silly flirts. The age gap evaporated with every second, and she blushed like a teenager.

“Come over,” she said with a sheepish smile. They walked out of the restaurant, holding hands as if they were in love. Meena was burning with passion when Tarak looked at her. They knew what they wanted, and their bodies released pheromones stating their raw physical needs.

Tarak quickly drove to her apartment. She held his hand, took him over to her house, and opened its door. She closed it behind her and looked at him madly. Tarak knew what to do next. He placed his lips on her mouth; her lips widened and opened up for him.

Once again, they kissed passionately. Tarak could feel her heartbeats in his mouth. Her lips sucked on his lips and moaned into his mouth. His hands cupped her face and then planted a kiss on her forehead.

“I want you inside me,” she said seductively.

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We were a family of five. My father, (Anil) who is on a private job. My mother (Vidhi) used to be a school teacher, but she recently dropped out due to my grandmother’s demise. Because of her demise, my mom’s homely duties increased as she had to take care of my grandfather’s medicine and health checkups with the doctor.

And my young brother (Shivam), who was going through a chronic disease illness. Shivam was 10, and my grandma used to take care of him and my grandpa.

Let me start my story now. I was 18 when the deed happened, which I mentioned in an earlier paragraph.

Vidhi (my mom) was 35 years old, and an attractive woman. My father’s maternal side cousin was our guest. Uncle “Prateek” had a government job and transferred to our town. He stayed at our house for six months, and he tried to be very helpful. My mother started loving him as he was not being burdened, but instead, he was helping.

He was just using only a room in our house. Then he had started using laundry service, for not only his clothes but for ours too. My mom did not have the burden of clothes after that. He used to clean his room well and used to help mom in cleaning the house. Also, he used to clean his dishes and utensils by himself. My mom only had one task for him, and that was to provide him with food.

Mom was happy with his cooperation in the family, and it was impressive enough for her that he also used to watch daily soap with my mom. He used to discuss the episodes and the character problem. I used to feel pity for him because he used to watch those boring shows with my mom. But it ended up with an emotional connection between my mom and him.

My mom loved his nature and was attracted to him. He won the heart of my mom the day he gave some gifts to my mom. He had gifted her some beautiful dresses and suites. Then he went back to his home for a few days. It’s been only two months and he won the heart of my mom. My mom had mentioned that she had been missing him when he left. My grandpa and father love that my mom appreciated their guest’s presence.

After some days, he was back again in my home. Over the passing of days, I noticed he was more connected with my mom, and he was having fun with my mom with jokes. My mom used to laugh at it.

A few days later, I noticed his touch had changed towards my mom. Like, he used to hold my mom’s hands tightly and I could also watch him hugging my mom. I kind of felt that he was getting more connected. But the actual crisis was yet to come soon.

After a few days, I noticed his hand had started moving good parts of my mom. I saw him holding my mom’s waist and grabbing my mom’s ass.

After some time, he had been spanking my mom’s butts and smooching my mom. Now it was confirmed that the crisis had begun. But yet my mom neither gave him her pussy nor took off her dresses for him.

I also saw them while my mom sat on his lap, and he used to smooch my mom and grab and span her butts. Also, he was gripping her boobs.

But one day my mom and dad had a big quarrel. My mom was disappointed by my father’s nature. My uncle took this as an opportunity and brought my mom to bed and offered his support, with a gift of a new kurta and t-shirt. He kissed my mom on her lips for the next few minutes and convinced her to change her top in front of him. That was the first day he was introduced to my mom’s boobs. When my mom took off her kameez, he groped my mom under her 34b bra.

He took out her boobs from her bra and squeezed them and sucked them. My mom kind of laughed and enjoyed it. After some minutes, she changed her top. It was a proper fit and she accepted.

Uncle: Please bhabhi, give me your pussy to fuck.

Mom: Nope, this has already gone beyond the limits. I am not controlling whatever is going on between us. But I don’t want to accelerate it either.

Uncle: Bhabhi, you are enjoying it. There is nothing wrong with further acceleration.

Mom: I am your bhabhi. But I am behaving like your girlfriend. I let you smooch me, I let you touch me. But I’ll not have to go beyond and cheat your brother. He trusts me. I should not have to break his trust.

In my mind, I was thinking, ‘Mom, you already broke your loyalty.’

Well, I had loved to spy on them. One day, I realized that uncle was fucking my mom in a doggy-style position. But as the time passed, he got transferred back to his native city. After a year, my grandfather was sick and was in the hospital. He visited to see him. He had bought a car too. I was happy to see his car. I was not able to sleep in the hospital last night. So, I was trying to nap in the backseat of his car. I did not respond to their yell at me. He thought I slept.

My mom and uncle were in the front seat. Then he started to smooch my mom and entered his hand in my mom’s salwar. My mom said, “He (me) will wake up; stop it.”

After that, uncle took out his penis and asked my mom for a blowjob. Then my mom ended up giving him a handjob.

It’s a real story. Now I’m 19 years old. This incident changed my way of looking at my mom. One month back, uncle again visited my house. I again started spying on my mom and him. I noticed he was trying to touch my mom. The way he used to have fun is still part of my good memory and I kind of enjoy it.

He was not successful this time.

After some day, they will see each other again as there is a family function. I’m confused about what should I do. Should I need to help my uncle to bang my mom, or do I have to go against their sexual relationship? If I see them having sex again, should I need to record it? I want your honest feedback.

My mom is still beautiful and her nudity is worth watching. Her ass is 38 inches, and her boobs are 34b cup. Her skin is fair, and her cleavages really take attention in some of her summer suites. Sometimes, I got kinky at the thought of her.

Will this going to be appropriate if I fuck her by myself? What’s the true reality of incest? Should I try to attempt it?

Or is it considered incest if one takes a blowjob or handjob from their mom? Does incest is only with pussy or ass sex with mom also consider as incest?

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Ab aage –

Main bra ko bathroom se le aayi jisme Arush ne apne lund ka paani chhodha tha. Fir us bra ko muh mein le kar main chaatne lagi.

Main zor-zor se apni chut mein ungli karne lagi, aur bra mein lage Arush ke lund ke paani ko chaatne lagi. Kuch hi der mein main jhad gayi, aur apna paani nikali. Main wo hi bra jisme Arush ne lund ka paani nikala tha, usko pehni aur sone lagi.

Fir raat ko Arush ka message aaya mere paas aur bole: Bhabhi aap soch lo, nahi to main shaadi nahi karunga. Ab aapke hath main hai shaadi karwana.

Mujhe rona hi aa raha tha, par Pinki meri nanad se aur koi shaadi ke liye haa bhi nahi kar raha tha. Aur upar se ye the ek doctor. Pinki hamesha unke sath khush rahegi. Maine Arush se kaha-

Main: Main taiyaar hu. Par meri bhi ek shart hai. Aapko pehle Pinki se shaadi karni hogi.

Arush ne kaha: Agar aap baad mein mujhe mana kar di to iski kya guarantee hai?

Arush ko main doosre din milne ghar bulayi, aur wo jab ghar aaya, to main usko room mein le gayi, kyunki doosre room mein Pinki so rahi thi. Wo jaise hi room mein aaya, wo fir mujhe hug kar liya, aur meri gardan ko kiss karne laga.

Main usko boli: Chhodho mujhe aur baat karo yaha baith kar.

Fir wo bed par baith kar baat karne laga, aur usne mujhe direct sex ka proposal diya.

Wo bola: Jab tak aap mujhe khush rakhogi, Pinki bhi khush rahegi.

Main boli: Main taiyaar hu, par shaadi ke baad karne doongi.

To wo bola: Shaadi ke baad aap mana kar di to mera kya hoga?

Maine kaha: Agar tum mere sath ye sab kar loge, aur fir shaadi ke liye mana kar doge to?

Hum dono ko hi beech ka raasta samajh nahi aaya, to wo bola-

Arush: Ek kaam ho sakta hai.

Fir maine poocha: Aur wo kya hai?

To wo bola: Sirf upar se karunga bhabhi.

Main unse boli: Main kuch samjhi nahi.

To unhone kaha: Sirf kiss aur ek-doosre ke sath oral sex.

Main boli: Theek hai, mujhe time chaiye sochne ke liye.

Arush us wakt to ghar se chala gaya, par fir main sochne lagi ki kya ho agar main sirf apne badan ko kiss karne du, aur shaadi ke baad main saaf mana kar du. Ye mujhe theek laga. Fir Arush ko maine doosre din ghar bula liya, aur kaha-

Main: Sirf upar se hi karne doongi, aur kuch nahi.

Arush ne meri baat maani, aur kaha: Aapke sath itna bhi mere liye bahut hai. Aap jaisi haseena to kismat se milti hai. Us din to kuch ho nahi paaya.

Aur wo ghar chale gaye.

2 din baad maine Arush ko bulaya, aur mera dil zor-zor se dhadak raha tha, ki kya hoga? Kya main sahi kar rahi thi? Pinki apne college ke kaam se gayi hui thi, aur husband kaam par gaye hue the. Main bilkul akeli Arush ka intezaar kar rahi thi.

Arush ghar aaya, aur maine unhe sofe mein baithne ko kaha. Par Arush ne mujhe godi mein uthaya, aur bedroom mein le gaye. Main unka aisa karne par mixed feeling de rahi thi. Wo mujhe le jaa kar bed par lita diye, aur mere upar aa kar lip kiss karne lage. Sath hi mere boobs par hath laga kar dabane lage.

Main kuch der uske kiss ka koi response nahi di. Par fir main bhi uske lips ko kiss karne lagi, aur uski jeebh mere muh mein ghusti chali gayi. Wo meri jeebh ko apne muh mein le kar choosne laga. 5 minutes tak liplock ke baad usne mere poore face pe kiss karna shuru kiya, aur mere kaan ko muh mein le kar choosne laga.

Wo fir mujhe dekhte hue bolne laga: Aapke ye patle honth aur aapki ye nasheeli aankhon mein doob jau bhabhi.

Aapke ye honth jaise makhmal, bas inka rass peeta rahu. Aur ye kehte hue wo mere boobs ko kapde ke upar se hi dabata raha, aur fir meri saree ke pallu ko hata kar meri boobs ke beech ki lakeer ko kiss karne laga.

Meri saanse kaafi tez chalne lagi, aur ye pehli baar tha ki main kisi aur mard ke sath thi. Meri saanse zor se chalne ke kaaran mere boobs upar-neeche ho rahe the. Wo ab mere pet ko kiss karta hua meri nabhi mein jeebh daal kar gol-gol ghumane laga, aur choosne laga. Uska hath meri saree ke andar panty mein ja pahucha.

Mujhe jaise hi apni panty mein unka hath mehsoos hua, maine unka hath pakad liya, aur boli: Baat sirf upar-upar se hui thi oral sex ki.

To unhone kaha: Ye upar se hi hai bhabhi jaan. Aapki chut paani chhodh rahi hai. Aap geeli ho gayi hai.

Ye bol kar wo apna hath baahar nikaal kar mujhe dikhne lage.

Aur sach ye hi tha ki main jhad gayi thi. Ab wo apne kapde khol kar sirf underwear mein ho gaye, aur meri saree aur petticoat ko bhi unhone alag kiya.

Ab main sirf panty aur blouse mein thi. Wo mere pairon ko choomne lage, aur jeebh nikal kar chaatne lage. Aisa mere husband ne kabhi nahi kiya tha, aur ye sab mere liye naya ho raha tha.

Fir wo pair ko kiss karte hue meri panty ke upar se hi panty mein laga chut ka paani chaatne lage. Main unki jeebh ko chut mein panty ke upar se hi mehsoos kar rahi thi.

Meri chut mein khujli hone lagi, aur gudgudi hone lagi thi. Meri chut bhi apna paani chhodhne lagi thi.

Ye dekh kar Arush mere face ke paas aaya aur bola: Bhabhi maza aa raha hai na aapko? Aapki chut paani chhodh rahi hai.

Aur wo mere blouse aur bra ko bhi mere boobs se alag kar diya, aur mere boobs ko choosne laga.

Wo bolne laga: Bhabhi ye boobs choosne ke liye hi to main marra jaa raha tha.

Aur mere doosre boob ke nipple ko ungli mein daba kar masalne laga. Main kaafi uttejana se bhar gayi thi, aur mujhe chudai ka mann ho raha tha. Par main kuch nahi kar saki aur Arush mere upar let gaye.

Wo mere boobs ko apne seene mein daba kar apna lund jo underwear mein tha, usko meri chut ke upar ghisne lage, aur mere lips ko choosne lage.

To be continued…

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

Main 36 saal ki hu aur koi kamsin kali nahi hu. Balki har mard ka lund jisko dekh kar pant se bahar aane lagta hai, woh aurat hu. Mere gore-gore bade chooche aur meri matakti gaand ke sabhi deewane hai.

Mere pati “Ghosh Babu” meri chut ki garmi nahi nikaalte, to mujhe doosre mardon ka sahara lena padta hai. Jo bistar mein mujhe achi tarah se pel sake. Mere choochon ko choos sake aur meri chut ki aag ko thanda kar sake. Ab main shuru karti hu apni agli kahani.

Pichle part mein aapne padha tha ki Bhima ne mujhe uski aur Yamini ki chudai dekhte hue dekh liya tha. Fir maine fingering ki, aur naha kar baahar aa gayi. Uske baad Bhima mere room mein aaya aur mujhse maafi maangne laga.

Usne mujhse kaha ki main uski complaint na karu. Aur iske liye woh kuch bhi karne ko taiyaar tha. Maine bhi uske sath maza karne ki sochi. Fir pehle maine usse chai mangwayi.

Jab tak woh chai leke aata, tak tab main aadhi nangi hoke baith gayi. Jab woh aaya to mujhe dekh kar hairan tha. Fir maine usko apni chut ke baal saaf karne ke liye kaha. Ab aage badhte hai.

Meri chut ke baal saaf karne wali baat se Bhima hairan ho gaya. Woh meri taraf sawaal bhari nazron se dekh raha tha. Fir maine dobara usko bola-

Main: Kya hua, itne hairan kyun ho rahe ho? Tumne hi to kaha tha ki mere liye kuch bhi karoge. Ab irada badal gaya ho to main Nainsukh ko phone lagau.

Tabhi woh bola: Nahi madam, main abhi kar deta hu. Main ek minute mein wapas aaya.

Fir woh room se chala gaya, aur 1-minute mein wapas aa gaya. Maine dekha uske hath mein ek hair trimmer tha. Main samajh gayi ki woh isi trimmer se meri chut ke baal saaf karne wala tha.

Fir woh mere kareeb aaya, aur meri taango ke paas aake baith gaya. Maine apni taange poori khol di. Woh aage badha, aur meri taango ke beech aa gaya. Fir usne trimmer on kiya, aur apne hath meri chut ki taraf badhaye. Uske hath kaamp rahe the. Mujhe usko aise dekh kar hassi aur maza dono aa rahe the.

Fir usne trimmer meri chut par lagaya. Jaise hi trimmer meri chut par chhua, mere muh se ahh nikal gayi. Trimmer thanda tha, aur isse mujhe current sa laga. Meri aah sunte hi Bhima ne ghabra kar trimmer peeche kar liya, aur bola-

Bhima: Sorry madam, kuch hua to nahi?

Main: Nahi kuch nahi hua, tum karo apna kaam.

Fir usne dobara se meri chut par trimmer lagaya, aur baal saaf karne laga. Woh dheere-dheere bade pyar se meri chut ko touch kar raha tha, aur uske is touch se meri chut geeli aur main garam ho rahi thi.

Woh ek hath se meri chut ke maas ko set kar raha tha, aur doosre hath mein pakde trimmer se baal nikaal raha tha. 5-minute mein usne meri chut ke saare baal kaat diye. Fir usne hath se chut par lage baalon ko jhaad diye.

Chut geeli hone ki wajah se kuch baal chut se chipak gaye the, jo jhaadne se hatte nahi. Fir usne mujhe bola-

Bhima: Madam aapke paas koi kapda hai, ye baal chipak gaye hai.

Main: Kapda to nahi hai. Aisa karo, tum inko apni jeebh se chaat kar nikaal do.

Woh ye sun kar hairan ho gaya, aur bola-

Bhima: Lekin main kaise chaat sakta hu?

Main: Kyun pehle kabhi chut nahi chaati tumne?

Bhima chut nahi chaati aisa nahi bol sakta tha. Kyunki thodi der pehle hi maine uski aur Yamini ki chudai dekhi thi. Aur usne Yamini ki chut khoob chaati thi. Fir woh bola-

Bhima: Madam aisa to nahi hai.

Main: Fir kya dikkat hai? Waise bhi tum to kuch bhi karne ke liye ready ho.

Ab Bhima samajh gaya tha ki uske paas koi raasta nahi tha chut chaatne ke alawa. Fir woh aage badha, aur usne apna muh meri chut par laga diya. Uska muh lagte hi meri aahh nikal gayi.

Fir woh dheere-dheere meri chut par jeebh firane laga upar se neeche. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha, aur main halki-halki aahen bhar rahi thi. 2–3-minute chut chaat kar usne saare baal nikaal diye. Fir woh baal thook kar bola-

Bhima: Madam, nikal gaye saare baal.

Lekin main abhi chut chatwa kar santusht nahi hui thi. To maine usse kaha-

Main: Kuch baal chut ke andar bhi chale gaye the. Woh tumhe andar jeebh daal kar nikaalne honge.

Ab Bhima bhi kahi na kahi samajh gaya tha, ki main kya chaahti thi. Usne theek hai bol kar firse apna muh meri chut par laga diya. Ab woh zor-zor se meri chut chaatne laga.

Usne ek hath se meri chut ki faanko ko khola, aur usme apni jeebh daal di. Jaise hi uski jeebh meri chut ke andar gayi, meri kamuk siski nikal gayi. Mujhe bahut maza aane laga, aur maine apni aankhen band kar li.

Fir maine apna ek hath uske sar par rakha, aur uske sar ko apni chut mein dabane lagi. Theek usi waqt Bhima ne apna gear change kiya, aur chaatne-choosne ki speed ko aur badha diya.

Woh zabardast tareeke se choos raha tha. Ek aurat ko maza kaise dena hota hai, ye woh ache se jaanta tha. Main bhi gaand hila-hila kar usse apni chut chatwa rahi thi.

Takreeban 15-minute usne meri chut ko ache se chaata, aur chut ke daane ko muh mein leke choosa. Ab main apne charamsukh tak pahunch chuki thi. Fir paani ka ek fawwara meri chut se furr-furr karke nikla. Bhima ke muh mein jaane laga.

Main chaahti thi ki Bhima meri chut ka saara paani pee jaye. Isliye maine uske muh ko apni chut par dabaye Rakha. Tab tak dheela nahi chhodha jab tak ki saara paani uske muh ke andar nahi chala gaya, aur usne saara paani nigal nahi liya.

Jab woh sara paani pee gaya, to maine apna hath uske sar se hata liya. Udhar uski saans fooli hui thi, aur idhar main tez-tez saanse lete hue bed par let gayi. 2–3-minute ki chuppi ke baad woh utha aur bola-

Bhima: Madam aapki chut ek-dum saaf ho gayi hai. Ab mere liye aur koi kaam hai, ye main jaa sakta hu?

Maine uski taraf smile karte hue dekha, aur boli-

Main: Abhi to tumhe aur bhi kuch saaf karna hai.

Ye sun kar woh soch mein pad gaya ki aur kya saaf karna tha. Fir usne mujhse poocha-

Bhima: Bataiye madam aur kya saaf karna hai? Main woh bhi kar deta hu.

Main muskurayi aur boli-

Maine usko kya bola, aur usse kya saaf karwaya, ye jaanne ke liye aap sab readers ko agle part ka intezaar karna padega.

Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye📲 mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.

Disclaimer: This is a fictional story based on certain real-life incidents. Any similarity to anyone, alive or dead, is purely coincidental.

‘I want you inside me,’ Meena said seductively. Their bodies were so tightly pressed against each other. They could feel the energy emanating from each other.

Tarak planted a gentle kiss on her neck, making her moan. The neck was always her sensitive spot. Her eyes closed shut while gripping his back neck tightly with her left palm, while her right palm held onto his thick arm. She had entirely submitted to his masculinity.

While passionately licking her neck, Tarak undid the first few buttons of her dark pink collared shirt. He slid the collar to either side and pecked her from her chin to her bust. She drove her hand inside his black t-shirt to feel his fit body. Her hands rubbed across his back inside the t-shirt.

He lifted his arms, looking at her pink cheeks. ‘You can undress me,’ he said as she pulled out his t-shirt, blushing. Meena started at his upper body. He was not muscular but fit. He had a chest chair, which, for some reason, she found attractive.

She hugged him tightly to feel his heartbeat, but she could also feel his manhood growing within his pants. ‘Please be gentle with me,’ she whispered, permitting him to go nuts on her. His hands slid down to her peach-shaped ass, he kneading them while her lips roamed around his chest.

He traced the edge of the black trousers and moved his fingers to the button just below her belly. Meena was a plus-sized lady but he seemed to be fascinated by her voluptuous beauty. He smiled at her and locked his lips with her.

She was so mad with hormones running through her veins she almost sucked out his tongue. Meanwhile, he undid the buttons and unzipped the trousers, then slowly peeled it down over her ass.

Meena obliged by loosening herself. The trousers slid down as soon as they crossed her thick thighs. He slapped the ass so hard it made a loud smack along with her moans. Her eyes started straight at his eyes. He cupped each of her plumpy heart-shaped butts.

She had a high cut blue panties inside. When he placed his thumb on the elastic edges, she stopped licking his nipples and neck and whispered, ‘It’s been some time since I waxed there.’ Tarak smiled and kissed her passionately for a few seconds.

‘I can smell how much you want me between your legs. I don’t mind the hair.’

Meena was surprised but also turned on as Tarak kneeled. He held her waist and kissed across her belly, lifting her blue slip. He started peeling her panties, licking her belly button.

‘Baby, you are soaked already,’ Tarak said as he rolled the panties to her knees. Meena was shocked. She hadn’t ever been called something so silly yet so romantic.

‘Tarak, I haven’t had proper sex since my divorce,’ she said, kicking away the wet panties to a corner. She pushed him away and walked semi-naked from the hall. Her butt shook with every step, he followed her and hugged her from behind.

‘Let me make you feel like a woman again.’

Meena felt his boner rubbing against her ass.

‘I am way out of shape, and the age factor still bugs me’ She turned around but failed to resist kissing his cheeks.

‘I don’t even remember how sex felt like,’ she said, planting a kiss on his forehead.

He grabbed her thigh and kissed her neck. ‘You are wet for me. That’s all I need now.’

‘Take me to your bedroom,’ he said, kissing again. She pulled her lips from him and guided him to her cosy bedroom. It had a queen-sized bed in a corner. She turned around and started kissing him madly again while walking backwards to the bed.

He stopped kissing and pushed her to the bed.

‘I can’t get enough of your lips,’ she moaned.

‘I want the other lips now,’ he said, kneeling as he grabbed her thighs.

‘Please don’t. I am not even trimmed,’ but then her words ended with a sigh as he kissed the upper labia. Meena was a dusky lady. She had chocolate brown skin, and her labia was long and wet. Her hairs were prominent over the skin, but that wasn’t going to stop him.

He tilted his head and lip locked on her labia, she shivered. He didn’t have to do much, just licking her labia coupled with sucking the clit was enough to get her flowing. Slowly he parted her labia and planted her tongue on the hole while his thumb pressed against her clit.

He continued rubbing his tongue and tapping the clit, making her groan and moan like an animal in heat. Her thighs held his face together. She kept groaning and sighing. Her breaths were getting deeper and longer. Meena was having an explosion between her legs.

‘Tarak, please be gentle. It’s been a long time for me,’ She let out words in between her moans, and she orgasmed with a quiver. Her belly quivered and tightened, and then, letting out a deep moan, she said, ‘Baby, I am all yours.’

Tarak got up, watching bits of white fluid leaking out of her pussy. He laid down right next to her and kissed her cheeks. Meena spread her legs wide and touched herself down there. She giggled as she felt the mess she made on the bed.

‘Tarak, thank you’ She kissed him back on his cheeks then wiped off her juices from his chin.

‘I haven’t done this for years. I am tired. I feel like my heart will explode.’

Tarak slid his hand under her neck and pulled her to his chest. ‘Let’s sleep then,’ he hugged her and planted a kiss on her forehead.

That night changed Meena into a wild animal. She slept against his chest, but it was also the beginning of a beautiful relationship.

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The invite came from her husband (Kumar) to seduce his wife to sexually satisfy her. I always question the men or husbands about their wives’ interest in this. But he said he convinced his wife, and he confessed she was ready. He mentioned she might be shy. She was shy even in front of him at this age during the moments. He confessed he never saw her naked till now as only drilling and hugging happened in their course. That was also during the light-off sleep with just saree lifting, for their whole life.

It was their anniversary for which he planned to gift her sexual satisfaction. Kumar was an alcoholic and chronic smoker due to which he couldn’t do it. He made his wife ready to be satisfied with me.

Kumar greeted me upon reaching their home and took me inside their home. I reached their home at around 5:30 pm. By the time she just got up after a nap, she seemed shocked seeing me. She had just woke up from bed in a saree. Her body had a solid muscle, just like the mature ladies in men’s power medicine ads. I said ‘hi’ and hugged her tightly.

Kumar showed me to her in a presenting way. I just planted a kiss on her lips. I hugged her tightly. Oh god, that was great. The lust in her eyes made me hug her tight. Then she stopped me and went to the kitchen. I followed her. She was standing and putting her hands on the kitchen counter, she turned aside like she lost her virginity. I felt sorry for the act and expressed it to her. She was like, “No, I am sorry.”

I just went in front and said, “I am here to make your day unforgettable”. Then I went to Kumar and told him I couldn’t do it without her being 100% ready. He said, “She really wants it, but she never had a touch by any man except me. She is just a mother of a 16-year-old daughter. Please don’t mind her shyness and please satisfy her being in my place.”

I was not getting convinced. I hatched a plan to give her an erotic massage first and make herself comfortable with me for our lovely night. Then he went to the kitchen, convinced her, and brought her to me. She bent her head down and said, “Yes”.

Then I said, “I am not able to hear you”.

She, with a little more voice, said, “Yes, I am ready for the massage.”

I said: Ok.

Then I asked her to change herself to the clothes comfortable for massage. Meanwhile, I went out and kept some water to boil, took an olive oil bottle from the kitchen, and put it in the hot water.

We went out and took cinnamon, ginger, methi, cloves, cinnamon sticks, garlic, and 1 rupee navaratna oil and curry leaves. Then we mashed them and made a potli with them and a cotton hanky we bought. After that, we poured the hot olive oil into a bowl and soaked it for a few minutes. I explained to Kumar about all my massage techniques. Meanwhile, Mayavati was peeping from the bedroom and went away when I looked at her. This made me very happy.

I took the oil bowl with potli, and went to the bedroom with Kumar. Then Kumar sat on the chair on the other side of the bed. Maya slept downwards with a pillow and a big blanket on her. Just her hair is visible.

I then asked: Maya, are you ready?

She didn’t reply. Then I went near her ears and asked again.

She replied in a low tone, “Yes.”

With this, I pulled the blanket on her. I expected her on a lingerie for a massage. Oh, no! She was wearing a neck-to-toe covered nightie with her face buried in a pillow. Then I went near her ears again.

Punit: Maya, please remove your nighty.

Maya: No, massage on it.

Punit: Kumar, please convince her.

Kumar: Maya, how can he massage you on a nighty?

Maya: Ok, you guys go out, I will remove.

Kumar and I went out of the room.

Kumar: Punit, please make her overcome her shyness and satisfy her (he knelt on the floor in a praying way).

Punit: Don’t worry, I will do it.

I gave Kumar hope.

Maya from inside, “Punit, I have removed all. Come inside.”

This gave me a confirmation that she wanted it too but she was shy. I felt happy for that. Then we went in. She was wearing Kumar’s vest, inside which bra was there, and wore a full-length petticoat.

Punit: What have you removed, Maya? I can’t massage you like this. Do you need a massage or not?

Maya: Yes, I want it.

Punit: Then I will tear off all the clothes on your body. Don’t you need a massage?

Maya: Ok.

Punit: What?! Can I tear off the clothes on you?

Maya: Yes (after a minute).

I realized she was still shy and she couldn’t remove it in front of us. She was ok if I ripped off her clothes! So I hopped on to bed. The vest on her upper body was old, and it easily got torn off. Then I gave a look towards Kumar. He was happy and encouraged me.

Then I encircled her tummy, pulled the petticoat string, and pulled it off. Wow! She had a nice ass. Now she was in just a bra and panty, sleeping toward the bed with her fists on either side of her face like a kid. I saw a 19-year-old newlywed wife with a 45-year solid-built female body.

Now Maya was feeling shy, and I was so horny seeing her. I went and slept on her hugging. It was a heavenly movement. She made herself tight and I hugged her more tight. Then I got up to massage, and whispered in her ear –

Punit: Enjoy every bit of massage, and stop me when you feel uncomfortable or hurt.

She said ok. I sat on her hip and started to massage, starting from her neck. I massaged from up to down, rolling towards the shoulders, using a thumb on the neck and the whole hand while moving towards the shoulders. Now applied on the neck and shoulder and repeated the same followed by squeezing of ears. She was enjoying herself and told me she was feeling good.

Strokes from the shoulder towards the lower back loosened her skin and muscles. Meanwhile, I unstripped her bra and did it for 5 minutes, followed by massage with oil potli.

Now, the movements from the center of the spine towards the sideways with inserting hands till stomach, the center of the shoulders towards boobs groping, and tits. A long moan came out during the boobs groping, puffing, squeezing, and tits twisting.

I skipped her butt and thigh and moved to her foot. Her legs were clean. I blew all the toes erotically while foot toes were caressed by hand. It bit the toes to an extent. A low-tone moan continued all the time. Then I left her alone for 10 minutes. She opened her head out of the pillow.

Maya: Finish the massage. This is it, no more massage.

Punit: I am waiting for the oil to get infused into your body. Don’t worry, I won’t go without fucking you.

Maya felt shy and buried her face in the pillow again. She pulled her panty slightly to the knee. Now I moved towards the butt. Initially, I slapped for a few minutes on each butt, followed by the slip massage on either butt, where my hands slipped down the side, followed by zigzag and circular motion and plump skin pulls.

Now her hip started to respond by movement as I started inserting my hand in her ass slit. While I also inserted three fingers into the aas hole, she cried in pain, saying, “No, please, remove your hands.” I removed my hand and licked my hand. It was now my turn to see her glory hole and tits. I turned her from bedside to my side without her notice. She felt shy and closed her eyes. Then she put her hands on the naked boobs. I immediately pulled off her hands and slept on her body, hugging her again. I made eye contact with her. Her eyes were looking innocent and requesting me.

I planted a kiss on her lips and locked her lips. She wasn’t quite responding. I said, “We’ll fight with tongues”.

It was a good move. I bit her tongue. It was so tasty because she never kissed anyone like this except planting a kiss. We both enjoyed it a lot.

Then I sucked her boobs. I felt so due to milk her body responding a lot to boob licking. Later I applied oil and massaged the boobs and stomach.

Now, coming to the happy ending part of the message..

I started to make movements around the pussy, went down, and inserted two fingers into the anus. She cried in pain. I made erotic movements around the pussy, and she had quite good pussy lips, giving me good access to massage. Then I inserted my finger into her pussy. It was wet with precum. I fingered her pussy for a few minutes. When she saw me, I put my mouth on her pussy.

Maya: Punit, what are you doing?

Punit: Don’t worry, you just enjoy the ecstasy.

She was moaning heavily, driving me crazy. Her body was moving while I licking her pussy. In no time, she squirted a lot. I licked her pussy clean. Then I got down from the bed, removed my shorts and brief, and revealed to her my aroused dick. I went on her and placed my dick on the entrance of her pussy. Maya just pushed away my dick.

Punit: What happened, Maya? Are you still shy with me?

Maya: No, please.

Punit: Ok, I won’t fuck you without your agreement.

Maya: Great.

Punit: But please give me a chance. I want to fuck you.

Maya: Yes.

I then again placed my dick near the entrance of her pussy. She closed her pussy with her hands. I got down and said –

Punit: We will fuck tomorrow.

Then I asked Kumar to make hot water ready so that I could bathe Maya. Maya seemed excited but said no. I asked her how she felt. She expressed that she enjoyed it, and felt astonished sometimes that a new person was touching her private parts. But she enjoyed the massage greatly. With this, she smooched me with love.

It was 8:30 pm. I asked Kumar to order some biryani. She went to bath and Kumar was like, he could sense happiness in his wife. He would feel happier, if I would have fucked her.

I said: Don’t worry, she is ok till now. Let’s have dinner first and I’ll fuck her tonight. I feel you have smooth sex with her.

Kumar: I always do smooth sex.

Punit: Ok, will fuck her hardcore.

Maya came from the room wearing fresh clothes. Then we all had dinner and went to sleep. Before that, I called Kumar and said I would fuck her early at 4:00 am. Kumar was thinking and said, “Ok, as your wish, just drench her pussy.”

I then slept on the sofa in the hall, giving them access to discuss today’s session.

Read part 2 to know how I fucked this 45-year-old bhabhi hardcore. Meanwhile, dream your kinky fantasies at [email protected]

Gokuldham society mein toh log ek dusre ko khub chod rahe hai, ‘TMKOC: The end! – Part 3’ mein. Lekin ab hum dekhte hai ki Gurgaon mein Tapu aur Babita ke saath kya ho raha hai.

“Oh, shit Tapu, I am pregnant!”

“Ye toh achhi baat hai Babita. Muaahhh!”

“Kya ghanta achhi baat hai. Iyer ko pata chalega toh?”

“Babita, just chill! Chalo Iyer uncle ko call karte hai.”

“Good idea!”

Babita jaldi se Iyer ko call karti hai. Iyer jo abhi USA mein tha Babita ka call uthaata hai.

“Iyer, I am pregnant.”

“What? Kaise?”

“Mere boyfriend ke saath. Main abhi ussi ke saath reh rahi hoon.”

“Kaun hai tera boyfriend?”

“Tapu!”

“Tapu?”

“Ha apna pyara Tapu!”

Iyer jor se hasne lagta hai. “Wah Babita, tumne reh reh ke Tapu ko fasaya? Mujhe dekho main yaha NASA mein head scientist ban chuka hoon. Mujhe yaha ki citizenship bhi mil gayi hai. Aur toh aur ladkiya tarasti hai mere saath sone mein.”

“Hat sala kaliya!”

“Hat bhangi sali randi!”

Babita ko bohot gussa aata hai. Tapu usse manane ki koshish karta hai.

“Babita, don’t get upset. I love you baby. Tujhe bhi toh main sab kuchh de raha hoon na? Aaj mujhe company wale TMW car dene wale hai. Hum weekend ko long drive pe jaayenge aur tumhari maa banne ki khushi celebrate karenge.”

Babita khush ho jaati hai aur Tapu ko kiss karti hai. Babita aur Tapu weekend ko long drive par jaate hai. Drive ke dauraan Babita bohot romantic ho jati hai aur Tapu ko blowjob bhi deti hai. Tapu bhi khush ho jata hai.

Tapu, Babita ko seher se duur kisi mandir mein le jata hai. Fir apne gutno mein aa kar Babita ko shaadi ke liye propose karta hai. “OMG, yes Tapu. Main banungi teri biwi. I can’t believe tu kabhi chhota sa bachcha tha aur mujhe aunty bulata tha. Aur aaj hum pati patni banne wale hai.”

Tapu mandir ke pandit ko bulata hai aur dono shaadi kar lete hai. Waapas ghar lautte samay, Tapu apne papa ko ye khush khabri sunata hai. Lekin Jethalal bhi chauk jata hai jab usse apni crush Babita aur bete Tapu ki baat pata chalti hai.

Jethalal bhi Tapu ko batata hai ki kaise woh aur Anjali shaadi karne wale hai. Gokuldham ki puri gossip bata deta hai. Ye sab baat sun kar Tapu hairan ho jata hai.

“Tapu, tu tension mat le. Chal ghar ja kar suhagraat manate hai.”

“Babita, suhagraat toh hum mana chuke hai. Aur ab humara bachcha bhi aane wala hai.” Dono haste hai aur ghar pohoch kar fir ek bar sex karte hai.

Ab waapas aate hai Gokuldham society, jaha samuhik vivah ki taiyari joro shoro se ho rahi hai. Tapu sena decoration ka sara kaam dekh rahi hai.

Bhide: Golya, decoration ka kaam to ho gaya?

Goli: Bas chal hi raha hai.

Bhide: Aur catering ka?

Gogi: Woh bhi shaam ko aa jayega, papa. Just chill.

Bhide: Main abhi tak tera baap bana nahi hoon. Pinku, Panditji se tumhari baat ho gayi?

Pinku: Ho gayi hai. Main unhe lene hi ja raha hoon.

Bhide: Chalo fir thik hai, tum log bhi taiyaar ho jao. Aaj main ghodi pe chadunga aur fir Gogi teri mummy pe…

Gogi: Aur main Sonu pe…

Bhide taiyar hone chala jata hai aur Tapu sena bhi taiyari mein lag jati hai. Shaam ke 6 baj jaate hai aur sabhi clubhouse aa jaate hai. Jethalal abhi bhi nahi aaya hota hai.

Anjali kehti hai, “Jethabhai abhi tak kyu nahi aaye?”

Komal kehti hai, “Excuse Me, Anjali, abhi toh tu use Jethabhai kehna band kar de. Tera pati banne wala hai woh.”

Anjali kehti hai, “Sahi baat hai.” aur sab hasne lagte hai. Thodi hi der mein Jethalal bhi aa jata hai. “Sorry, dosto, thoda jaruri call aa gaya tha.”

“Arre shaadi ke din kaunsa important call?”

Panditji bich mein bolte hai, “Arre, Muhurat ka samay bita ja raha hai. Jaldi apni jodi ke saath khade ho jaiye.” Sab apne naye pati aur patni ke saath khade ho jaate hai.

Bapuji Madhavi ko apne baaho mein le lete hai. Komal Taarak ko apne paas kheech leti hai. Jethalal aur Anjali ek dusre ke haath pakad lete hai. Popatlal Sonu ko maathe par kiss karta hai aur Roshan Bhide ko hug karti hai.

Panditji sab ki ek saath shaadi kara dete hai. Sab khush ho jaate hai. Popatlal bohot khush ho jata hai kyunki usse pehli bar kisi ladki ke saath sex karne milega. Woh bhi Sonu jaisi khubsurat ladki ke saath.

Popatlal se raha nahi gaya aur woh Sonu ko apne ghar le jata hai. “Popat uncle aap kya kar rahe ho? Itni kya jaldi hai?”

“Sonu darling ab tu meri wife hai. Mujhe uncle mat bula. Ab mujhse raha nahi jata. Tu apne kapde utaar, mujhe sex karna hai.” Sonu apne kade utarti hai aur nangi Sonu ko dekhkar Popatlal ka chhata khada ho jata hai.

Woh usse Sonu ke andar daal deta hai. Thodi hi der mein uske andar baarish kar ke Popatlal ko Anand milta hai.

Sonu bhi sochti hai, “Chalo acchha hai, jaldi khatam kar diya. Ab main Pinku ko bulati hoon.” Pinku aa kar Sonu ke saath raat bhar sex karta hai.

Udhar club house main bhi sab khush ho kar baat kar rahe the.

Anjali: Taarak ab toh aap khush hai na. Diet food se azadi?

Taarak: Nahi Anjali, main toh tumse azadi mili ussi mein khush hoon. Jethalal, main tumhara fire brigade hoon. Lekin Anjali ke maamle mein main kuch nahi karunga.

Jethalal: Arre Mehta Saheb, aap dariye mat. Anjali bohot hot hai. Bedroom mein aag laga deti hai. Aisi biwi ko kaise koi kuch bol sakta hai.

Bapuji: Ae Jethya! Ye kya tu andar ki baat sab ke saath kar raha hai. Chup reh bewakoof.

Jethalal: Arre Bapuji, aapne hi Madhavi bhabhi ko keh kar chuswaya tha aur chudwaya bhi tha. Yaad hai aapko?

Bapuji bhadak jaate hai aur clubhouse se nikal jaate hai. Madhavi bhi peechhe peechhe jaati hai. Roshan kehti hai, “Chalo ab hum sab bhi apne apne ghar ja kar suhagraat manaate hai. Chal Bhide, naakhi de maari andar taari bhindi!”

Sab apne apne ghar ja kar suhagraat manaate hai.

Ab aage –

Doosre din main Mahima se milne uske ghar pahuncha, aur dekha usne ek blue colour ki saree pehni hui thi, aur maching choodiyan, aur nail paint lagaya hua tha.

Wo kaafi mast lag rahi thi. Pet thoda nikla hua tha. Mere jaate hi wo mere paas aayi aur mujhe hug kar li. Mere poochne par unhone bataya ki-

Mahima: Samdhi ji mere husband ki dukan hai, aur wo to raat 9 baje aate hai.

Fir wo mujhe sofe mein bitha kar kitchen se ek glass kesar wala dudh le aayi, aur mere hi bagal mein baith gayi.

Maine unhe kaha: Mahima ji aap aaj kaafi sundar lag rahi ho.

Maine ek ghoont dudh piya, aur ek ghoont Mahima ko pilaya. Uski jo lipstick glass mein lagi hui thi, usme muh laga kar maine doosra ghoont dudh ka piya. Fir dudh khatam karke side mein glass rakh diya.

Main Mahima ki godi mein let gaya, aur uske boobs kaafi bade mere face par lag rahe the. Mahima ne khud apna blouse khol diya, aur boobs ko pakad ke nipple mere muh mein de diya.

Main unke boobs ko choosne laga, aur unke paseene ki mehak mere lund ko chudai ke liye majboor kar rahi thi. Ek jawaan londiya se zyada maza sach mein ek mature shaadi-shuda aurat deti hai.

Maine der na karte hue Mahima ke kapde khol kar usko doggy position mein kiya, aur uske gol-gol chootadon ko apne hatho se daba kar apna lund uski gaand ki chhed par laga diya.

Mahima boli: Aap ye gaand…

Abhi wo bol hi rahi thi, ki maine itne mein ek tez dhakka uski gaand mein laga diya, aur lund gaand ke chhed ko kholta hua andar jaane laga.

Mahima ki aaah nikal gayi, aur wo boli: Aapne ye kya kar diya? Ek baar bata to dete ki aapko gaand ka shaunk hai.

Maine kaha: Mujhe to aurat ka shaunk hai. Wo bhi gharelu housewife, jo apne pati se khush nahi hoti. Aisi aurat mujhe pasand hai Mahima ji.

Main unki kamar pakad ke shot lagane laga, aur Mahima apni gaand utha kar chudwa rahi thi aur aaahh.. uiiii… maa…. marr… gayi jaisi awaaze nikaalne lagi.

Gaand chodne ke baad main unki chut mein lund daal kar shot lagane laga, aur wo apni chut chudwate hue ek hath se chut ko masalne bhi lagi.

Kareeb 15 minutes ki chudai ke baad hum dono ek sath jhad gaye, aur bed par thak kar let gaye. Main waha Mahima ke paas hi leta tha, ki mujhe meri sasu mom ka phone aaya.

Sasu mom mujhe boli: Barsha ke ladke ke liye ek ladki dekhi hai, aur hum sab ko pasand bhi hai. Bas aapki “Haa” ho jaye ek baar.

Main bola: Main jaldi hi aa kar rishta karwa doonga.

Aur fir main waha se apne ghar chala gaya. Ghar aa kar baat karne laga aur bola ki sasu mom ka phone aaya tha. Diksha boli uske paas bhi phone aaya tha.

Fir Diksha boli: To kab jaa rahe hai hum?

Main bola: Shourab ki shaadi ke pehle hi agar Barsha ke bete ki sagayi ho jaye to acha hoga.

Fir main Payal aur Diksha doosre din hi sasural pahunche, aur sasu mom mujhe dekh kar kaafi khush hui. Barsha to sasu mom ke saamne hi mujhse lipat gayi.

Sasu mom boli: Aap aaram karo, fir baat karte hai.

Barsha mere saale ki biwi mujhe apne room mein le gayi, aur apne bed par sula kar bolne lagi-

Barsha: Meri to yaad hi nahi aati hai aapko.

Main usko apne upar kheech kar uske hontho ko chooste hue bola: Barsha tumhe pata hi hai main kitna busy rehta hu, aur ab apne ghar aur sasural sab ki zimmedari mere upar hi hai.

Barsha boli: Ab bahu laane ka time ho gaya hai. Aapki khoob sewa karegi.

Aur usne apne phone mein mujhe ek ladki ki photo dikhayi. Wow, ladki thi ya koi bawaal. Gadraya hua maal tha ye to.

Barsha se main bola: Achi hai ladki to, par mil kar dekhte hai.

Fir ladki walon ke ghar gaye hum, aur sab theek hi laga, aur rishta pakka kar diya hamne. Diksha aur ladies log baat karne lagi, aur fir mujhe Nancy jo hone wali bahu thi mere saale ki aur Barsha ki, wo aayi aur mujhe boli-

Nancy: Aap room mein aa jao, aaram kar lo.

Wo mujhe andar room mein le-jaane lagi aur main uski gaand ke ubhaar ko dekh raha tha. Matak-matak ke chal rahi thi wo. Wo mujhe apne bed par letne ko boli, aur mere pair apne hathon mein lekar bed ke upar ki. Fir wo mere pairon ke paas aa kar baith gayi, aur pair dabane lagi.

Hamara naata to tha bahu aur sasur ka, par mujhe to wo sirf ek kacchi maal hi nazar aa rahi thi.

Maine usko bola: Pair nahi dabao bahu. Tum jaisi khoobsurat bahu se pair kaise dabwa sakta hu main?

Aao bahu, mere paas let jao. Bahu pata hai meri biwi Diksha bhi tum jaisi hi thi jawani mein, aur aise hi mere paas let kar mujhe pyar karti thi. Ek hath meri shirt ke andar daal kar mera seena sehlati thi.

Nancy ne mere shirt ke andar ek hath daal diya aur sehlane lagi.

Main bola: Oh Nancy, ye kya kar rahi ho tum? Mujhe aisa lag raha hai meri biwi ho tum. Kaash wo wakt fir aa jaye.

Main ek-dum se uski kamar mein ek hath rakh diya, aur doosra hath uske blouse ke andar daal diya. Wo hadbada gayi, aur fir main bola-

Main: Oh sorry Nancy, wo main emotional ho gaya tha, aur tumhe Diksha samajhne laga.

Nancy bahu: Koi baat nahi.

Samir: Bahu tum meri khaas ho aaj se.

Aisa bolte hue main baith gaya bed par, aur usko apne gale se nikaal kar ek gold chain de di.

Nancy bahu: Wow, ye iski kya zaroorat thi? Aap khud hi pehna do.

Fir wo apni saree ka pallu neeche gira di, aur aankhen band kar li. Main Nancy ke gale mein chain pehnane laga, aur chain ke pendant ko uske boobs ke beech apni ungli se kar diya. Mast boobs the Nancy ke. Dono boobs ke beech ki gali kaafi mast lag rahi thi.

To be continued…