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Hi, I am Anand. I am here to share the real experience I had with my mom. It is a real story. I am 21 years old. I am tall and have 7 inches dick. My mom is 48 years old and has a perfect body. She doesn’t look like 48 years old. Her size is 36-34-42. She has a big ass.

Let’s get into the story. I am the one and only son. My father is a businessman. He comes home weekly once or twice a month. I used to watch porn videos and read sex comics every day and masturbate every day.

After reading the comics, I got the imagination of fucking my mom and having sex with her.

One day, it was a rainy day. I was in my room and reading sex comics. My mom called me down. I went there and she was in a saree going to a function. But she couldn’t because of the rain. I told her to go with an umbrella. But she told me that her saree would get spoiled in the rain. She was waiting for the rain to stop.

Then she told me: It was 12:40 pm, and you should eat your lunch now.

And then she went to the kitchen to bring my lunch. When she went, I saw her big perfect, shaped ass, and my dick raised.

I was eating my lunch and watching her perfect body and I got in full mood. I was not able to eat my lunch, so I went to the kitchen, put my plate into the washbasin, and washed my hands.

Then I went to my room and opened my boxers. My dick was at 90 degrees straight. I started to masturbate.

After three minutes, my mom suddenly entered my room to ask why I didn’t eat properly. I was half nude and masturbating. She was shocked to see me like this. After seeing her, I covered my dick and asked me –

Me: Why did you enter my room without knocking?

She said: I am your mom. I have the right to enter your room at any time.

But she didn’t speak about my masturbation. I was shocked about it. She then left the room without saying a word about my masturbation. I was confused and went down after two minutes to see her. She was sitting on the sofa and pressing her boobs. Then she put one hand on her saree near her pussy. I was shocked and thought this was the chance to fuck her.

After that, I went to my room and removed my shirt and boxers. Now I was fully nude. I went down near my mom, and my dick was full straight, and hard. Then I went straight to my mom.

Mom: What are you doing and why are you like this?

Me: I am in full mood and I want to fuck you.

Mom: What are you talking about? I am your mom.

Me: I know it, but we both need sex.

Mom: I don’t need any sex. Why are you talking like this?

At the time of speaking, she was watching my dick, and her eyes were on my erected dick. I pulled her hand and made her hold my dick. She refused two times and removed her hand, but third, her hand was on my dick, and she was holding it tightly.

Then I started to press her boobs, and after some time, I kissed her. She was also responding to that kiss. Then I pressed her boobs and she started to moan, “Ahhhhh ahhhh…” She asked me not to tell anybody about this.

I said to her: I promise you, no one will know this. But I may post it on the sex stories page.

She said: Ok (I was pressing her boobs).

Then I asked her: Can you stand, mom?

She said: Don’t call me ‘mom’. Use any other words or bad words.

I am from Tamilnadu, so I started to call her some bad words in Tamil. Then she stood up. She started to remove her saree. I asked her to come to my room and we would have sex. She gave a naughty smile and said ok.

We both went to my room. I lay on my bed and started to push my dick to and fro. She was standing in front of me and removing her saree. She was in her black bra and petticoat. I told her to become fully nude. Then she removed her petticoat and bra.

Then I told her to remove her underwear and show her ass. She removed her underwear in a sexy position. Her ass was white. Then she gave me a blowjob and I enjoyed it.

I said to her: I love to have rough sex.

She said: It’s ok.

Then I told her to be in a doggy position and slapped her ass very badly. She shouted at that pain. I slapped very hard, and my handprint was on her ass. It became fully red.

After many slaps, I started to lick her wet pussy. I love to eat her pussy. She pressed my hair and played with my hair when I was licking her pussy. She was enjoying it and moaning. Then I inserted my dick into her pussy. It was tight. I was shocked it was tight and asked her about it.

She said: Your father fucked me many years ago.

I said: I will fuck you daily.

Then she said: Ok, darling.

I started to fuck her very hard.  Then I asked her to turn into a doggy position. She turned, and I poured some oil into my dick and her asshole. She requested me not to fuck her asshole, but I pushed in her asshole. After 6 pushes, my dick went full in. She was in pain now. I held her hair in my hand and rode her like a horse. She was enjoying it with pain for some time.

I slapped her ass and she shouted. Then I poured a little cum in her asshole. She asked me to cum in her mouth. Then I poured all my cum in her mouth, and she drank it. She told me it was very tasty. Then she gave me a naughty smile.

She said: Your dick is a little bigger than your father’s.

I asked her: Do you like my dick?

She said: Yes.

Then I kissed her, and she told me she had seen my dick two years ago, and she wanted to get fucked by me. I was shocked at hearing it and she told me that she was hesitant to ask her own son to fuck her. Then she told me to fuck her very badly every day, very hard and told to tear her pussy, asshole, and everything.

She needed wonderful sex with me. I fucked her more time in every place.

Hi, it’s Shriya Saran. In the last part, my husband stuffed his dick inside his mother’s mouth. That made me horny, so I woke my son and started sucking his dick while watching them. Read the last part to understand the story.

I was sucking my son’s dick. Raj, my husband, was pushing his dick inside his mother’s mouth in the hall. He was acting like he was doing all of that in his sleep. My mother-in-law was not resisting him. Raj suddenly grabbed Kajol’s hair, pushing it deep into her mouth.

My son was also watching this scene from our room. He, too, took my hair and started pushing his dick deep inside my mouth as well. I could see my mother-in-law was gagging and making weird sounds. I was really getting wet. I stopped sucking Jack and started watching my husband and Kajol.

I saw my husband making a weird face when he was about to cum. Jack was also watching with me. My innocent boy was shocked by the scene and asked me, “Mom, is grandma sucking Dad’s pee pee?”

Me: Yes, Grandma is sucking Dad’s dick. Don’t make any noise.

Jack: Now I get it.

Mom: What did you find?

Jack: Moms are supposed to suck their son’s dick.

Me: Yes, son, but you shouldn’t tell this to anyone, ok?

Jack: Ok, Mom.

My innocent son believed everything I said, as usual. As I and my son were speaking, Raj cum inside Kajol’s mouth. He took his dick out, and Kajol (my mother-in-law) was coughing heavily. I thought he would stop, but Raj made a bold move.

He started stripping his mother. She was not resisting at all. She got completely naked in front of her son. Raj gave her a deep kiss on her lips to make her submit to him fully. I was also shocked to see Raj gave a deep liplock to his mother. I thought he would stop.

Raj took one step further, pushed Kajol down, and tried to fuck her. This time, she started to resist. Kajol shouted my name.

Kajol: Shriya, Shriya.

I came out of the room with a sleepy face.

Me: What happened, Mom?

Raj was on top of her; Raj’s dick went inside Kajol; he was fucking her in a missionary position. I tried to pull Raj away from my mother-in-law, but he was using his full force to fuck her. I also didn’t pull very hard; I was just letting him fuck her.

Me: Mom, I can’t pull him alone; can I call Jack to help?

Kajol: No, please don’t.

Raj was still drilling her as fast as he could. Kajol started to moan.

Kajol: Ah, Shriya, help me; his dick is already inside; he is fucking me. Ah, do something.

Me: Mom, you push him as hard as you can. I will pull at the same time.

Kajol: Ok.

I pulled Raj with full force, and Kajol pushed as much as she could. After a lot of struggle, I pulled Raj away from Kajol. Raj was still acting like a sleepwalker. He pushed me on the floor; I was in all four.

He pushed his dick inside me and started fucking me in doggy style in front of my mother-in-law. Kajol was staring at us. Within 10 minutes, he cum inside me. Then he got up again and started sleeping, walking to the room by himself.

I got up and corrected myself. “Don’t worry, Mom, I told you right; he does these things sometimes during sleepwalking.”

Kajol: Thank God you came, Shriya.

Me: It’s ok, Mom, go to sleep. We can speak tomorrow.

I went to the room. Raj was waiting for me.

Me: What the hell, Raj? Why did you do that?

Raj: I thought if she saw me fucking, she would let me fuck her next time.

Me: That’s a good idea, but that’s a slim chance.

Raj: I am so wiped, I’m going to sleep.

Me: Raj, I am still wet. You just fucked me in front of your mother. I am so horny.

Raj: I don’t think I can get hard.

I removed all of my dress and started sucking his limp dick. I sucked his dick as much as I could, but his dick didn’t raise at all.

At that time, Jack got up all of a sudden, seeing me sucking Raj’s dick. I immediately stopped sucking.

Me: What happened? Why did you wake up?

Jack: Mom, I had a bad dream. Why are you and Dad naked?

Me: It’s hot in here, which is why me and Dad are naked.

Jack: I am also feeling hot. I will also remove my clothes.

Jack removed his clothes in front of me and Raj. Raj was shocked to see Jack’s dick; it was long and hard, standing like a pole.

Jack: Mom, why are you sucking Dad’s pee pee?

Me: Come on, answer your son, Raj, why was I sucking you, pee pee?

Raj: Don’t ask these kinds of silly questions. Jack, go back to sleep.

Jack: I am scared. Can I sleep with you?

Raj: No, you can’t sleep with us. You are a grown boy.

Me: Don’t speak to him like that. He is our son.

Raj: You are the one spoiling him and treating him like a small boy.

Me: Even if he is grown up, he is still our son, so don’t tell him he can’t sleep with us.

Raj: I don’t know. Do as you please.

Raj lay on the left, me in the middle, and Jack was on the right. The bed was only meant for two people, so it was so tight there was no gap. I turned towards Jack, creating space. Jack turned towards me as well.

We were facing each other. I placed my leg over his body and came close. We both started hugging. Raj slept immediately; I could hear his snoring. I could feel Jack’s dick rising again, touching my vaginal walls. I hugged him tight to feel his dick.

In the heat of the moment, I started kissing his lips, and he also responded very well. Me and my son kissing while my husband was lying beside us sleeping; it made me very horny. So I rolled and came above Jack and started rubbing my pussycat over his dick.

My mind was going wild, and Jack was also loving it. I took Jack’s hands and placed them on my boobs. He started pressing them, and while I was rubbing my pussy over his dick, I couldn’t control myself. I wanted to scream to express my pleasure, but I couldn’t.

If I started to moan loudly, my husband would wake up. So I immediately turned around in 69 position with my son, stuffing my pussy in my son’s mouth. I took his dick inside my mouth as much as I could and started slurping his dick.

Jack was licking my vagina like a dog; I reached orgasm within minutes; my juices were overflowing. We continued for another 15 minutes in the 69 position. Still, he didn’t cum; my mouth started to hurt.

Me: Jack, are you feeling like cumming?

Jack: I don’t know, Mom, but I want more.

Me: You want more.

Jack: Yes, Mom.

I couldn’t suck anymore, so I turned around and positioned his dick on my pussy; it went inside so easily. I screamed in pleasure. Raj woke up, and I laid flat on Jack.

Raj: What happened, honey?

Me: Nothing; I just had a bad dream.

Raj: Just go back to sleep. I am so tired.

Raj slept immediately again, and I got up again. Jack’s dick was still inside me. I started to move my ass up and down, making a tap-tap sound when my ass hitting Jack’s thighs. The pleasure of fucking my son while my husband was sleeping beside us was intense.

Jack grabbed my ass, lifting my ass down. He was also pushing in dick inside me with full force. He came inside me without any notice. I also reached a massive orgasm but bit my tongue to control my screams. We both slept hugging.

The next morning, Raj woke up early at 5 am because some customers had booked his cab. He switched on the light and saw me lying on my son. We are both naked. The bedsheet was covering our waist. Seeing me like that made Raj horny. He woke me up. My boobs are crushing over my son’s chest.

Raj: Shriya, wake up. I have to go.

I woke up and saw Raj standing beside the bed, fully dressed.

Me: What is honey? Why are you dressed up?

Raj: I have a cab ride. I have to go.

Me: Ok, then go.

Raj: But I can’t go with boner?

Me: You sick bastard, you got horny seeing us right.

Raj: Yes, I don’t have time; suck my dick.

I got down from the bed, kneeled, and opened his zip. He took his dick out and started sucking; within five minutes, he cummed inside my mouth.

Me: What the fuck, Raj, you came already.

Raj: Sorry, honey, it felt so good.

Me: I want more?

Raj: I don’t have time, honey; if you want, suck Jack’s Dick.

Saying that Raj pointed to Jack’s morning wood. It was poking in the bedsheet.

Me: Are you crazy, Raj? I don’t like it when you say it like that.

Raj: I was teasing.

Me: You are taking me for granted. I think I will suck my son, Dick; not only that, maybe I will fuck him like you fucked your mother.

Raj laughed and said you won’t do that; I know you are just angry. Don’t worry, honey, tonight I will fuck you first.

What he still wants to fuck his mother more than me. I got furious. Raj then left. I have to say something about myself: I love to suck cock. It gives me pleasure in many ways. Raj was strong. He used to fuck me at least 30 minutes before Jack was born. Nowadays, he can’t get hard without Viagra.

Don’t need to worry about that. Now I have a new dick, not just anyone’s but my own son’s dick. I immediately locked the door, removed the bedsheet, took his dick inside my mouth, and started sucking. After a while, Jack woke up.

Jack: It feels so good, Mom.

Me: I want to feel good too, son.

He understood what I meant; he pushed me down, came on top of me, and started fucking me in a missionary position. He lifted my legs over his shoulder; every push he pushed went deep inside my pussycat. I forgot about my mother-in-law. I was moaning like crazy.

Me: Ah, oh my god.

Kajol knocked on the door, asking.

Kajol: Everything is ok, Beti. I heard a noise.

Me: It’s nothing, Mom. It’s just a back sprain. Jack is giving me a massage.

Kajol: Jack, come and open the door and let me see.

Oh, that bitch fucked her son yesterday. That’s not enough. Now she wants to interrupt my fucking session with my son.

Me: No need, Mom. Can you prepare breakfast and lunch for Jack? It’s getting late for his college.

Kajol: Ok, ok, then I will do that.

After she left, I said to Jack, “Son, Fuck me as fast as you could. I want to feel your cum gushing inside me again.”

Telling me that I turned around, standing on all fours, he started fucking me again in doggy style. He was pumping me from behind, holding my hips. He is so innocent. He does everything, just as I said. Fucking his mother, without knowing that it’s wrong, is taboo in society.

After 15 minutes of another continuous ramming, he cum inside my pussy. Then, we both dressed up and came out of the room. Kajol asked me about my back. It’s ok now after Jack’s massage.

Then Jack left for college. Now it’s time for me to tease my mother-in-law about her session with her son, my husband.

I will continue the story in the next part. I hope you guys like the story. If you want the next part, comment.

Hello everyone, mera name Mayank hai. Story pe aage badhne se pehle apne baare mein thoda bahut bata deta hu. Meri age 23 saal hai, aur main Ahmedabad mein job kar raha hu. College time se hi main exercise aur sports mein kaafi active tha. Isi wajah se meri body healthy hai. Aur gym chalu karne ke baad muscle development bhi ho gaye.

Ye incident aaj se 4 month pehle hua tha, aur main yaha pe 2-3 saal se stories padh raha hu. So fir maine bhi decide kar liya ki, jo ghatna mere sath hui use main aap sabhi ke sath share karu. Now let’s come to the story-

February mein Gujarat mein thandi zyada hoti hai, aur ye story bhi February mein start hui thi. Main apni family ko milne ke gaon gaya tha. Gaon se Ahmedabad wapas aane ke liye maine pehle si hi bus ki ticket book karwa li thi. Hamare gaon se Ahmedabad 8-9 ghante ka raasta hai.

Mera bhai mujhe bus stand chhodhne ke liye aaya tha. Maa ne mere liye khaane ke liye mithayi aur baaki cheeze banayi thi, aur thoda bahut mera samaan tha. Meri bus raat ko 10 baje thi. Hamare bus stand aane ke thodi der baad bus aayi. Main bus mein apni jagah pe baith gaya.

Bus 2×1 ki thi. Meri paas wali seat pe koi aaya nahi tha. Jab bus start hone hi wali thi, tabhi bus mein 30-35 saal ki do mahilaye aayi. Sath mein ek 10-11 saal ki ladki bhi thi. Wo dono conductor (ticket check karne wala) se baat kar thi, shayad apni seat ke baare mein. Mera dhyan un dono pe nahi tha, par jab dono mein se ek aurat ne mere paas aa kar seat number poocha, tab maine usko dhyan se dekha.

Kya batau, bus ki thodi bahut roshni mein uska shareer saaf dikh raha tha. Usne night pant aur upar t-shirt pehna tha. Uska rang bahut gora bhi nahi tha, par she was looking stunning. Apple ke jaise do bade boobs, watermelon jaisi gaand, aam se raseele honth, zyada moti bhi nahi, aur patli bhi nahi, aisi uski kamar thi.

Wo doosri baar poochne wali thi, usse pehle maine use seat no kaha. Fir wo thank you bol kar aage chali gayi, aur waha bhi same kiya. Maine socha uski seat peeche hogi. Par wo apna samaan lene age chali gayi, aur peeche ki aur samaan rakh kar mere paas aa kar baithne ke liye poocha.

Main thodi der ke liye sochne laga ki ye karna kya chaahti thi? Uske baithne ke baad uske sath wali aurat aur bachhi peeche ki aur jaane lage. Tab mujhe pata chala ki jo samaan peeche rakha tha, wo uske sath wali mahila ka tha. Wo apna samaan seat ke neeche rakhne lagi, aur maine uski help karne ke liye poocha. Par wo mana kar rahi thi.

Bag mein wazan zyada tha isliye wo bag ko neeche nahi rakh paa rahi thi. Tab maine seat se uth kar bag ko neeche rakh diya. Usne seat par baith kar mujhe ‘Thank you’ bola. Maine welcome bol kar apne aap ko introduce karne laga. Same usne bhi kiya.

Tab mujhe pata chala ki uska name Surbhi tha. Maine peeche baithi bachhi aur mahila ke bare mein poocha, to pata chala ki wo uski behan aur uski beti the. Behan ka name Mahima aur bachhi ka name Mahi tha. Uska ek 8 saal ka beta tha, par wo abhi uske sath nahi aaya tha.

Maine bhi apne baare mein thoda bahut bataya. Hum dono aise hi thodi der mein baat aur hassi mazaak karne lage. Wo haste hue aur bhi sundar dikhti thi. Maine ye baat usko batayi. Wo sharma gayi aur thank you bola. Sath mein add kiya ki uske ye baal khoobsurti ko aur bhi badha rahe the. Wo firse sharma gayi aur bol ne lagi-

Wo: Itna bhi makkhan mat lagao.

Uski baat pe hum dono hasne lage. Aaise hi hassi-mazaak chalta raha. Thodi der baatein karne ke baad thand lagne lagi thi. Wo bag mein se kambal nikaalne ke liye khadi hui thi, ki tabhi bus ne break maari, aur wo seat ki side gir padi. Uske pair khaali seat ki aur, and wo meri side aa gayi.

Main usko neeche girne se bachane ke liye dono hath mein use pakdane laga. Uska sir age ki seat se takrate hue bach gaya, aur ek boob aur kamar se maine usko pakad rakha tha. Uska chehra aage ki sheet ki aur tha, aur gaand peeche ki side (meri side) thi. Mera right hand uske right boobs ko pakde hua tha, aur left hand se uski kamar ko pakda tha.

Achanak doosri baar break lagi, aur Surbhi poora balance kho baithi. Uska poora waight mere hath pe aa gaya. Waise to mere hath mazboot hai. Par achanak se wazan aane ki wajah se maine uske boobs ko bahut zor se pakad liya, aur kamar pe grip banane ki try karne laga.

Jaise hi maine uske boobs ko zor se pakda, uske muh se “aah” nikal gayi. Awaaz zyada zor se nahi aayi thi, par aage-peeche ki seat walo ko aaram se sunayi de sakti thi. Par sab log so rahe honge, aisa maine socha.

Surbhi ki kamar pe pakad banane ke liye uska night pant mere hath mein aa gaya. Fir boob pe grip loose kar di, par uska boob ab bhi mere hath mein hi tha. Main Surbhi ko uske pant ko pakad ke upar utha raha tha, ki tabhi pant fatne ki awaaz aayi. Awaaz aate hi maine uski pant chhodh di, aur wapas se uske boob ko pakad liya.

Achanak se boob ko pakadne jaane par doosri baar uske muh se “ahh” ki awaaz nikal gayi.

Awaaz sab ko sunayi na de sake uske liye Surbhi ne apna ek hath uske muh pe rakh diya. Uske done hath sir ke upar chale gaye the. Ab uska ek hath sir pe aur doosra uske muh pe tha. Abhi tak mera koi galat intention nahi tha. Par jaise hi maine uski do baar “Aah” suni, tabhi maine usko upar uthane ke bahane sirf uske boob ko 2-3 baar squeeze kiya, aur doosre hath se uski kamar ko neeche ki side pe grip bana ke upar uthane laga.

Isi beech wo 2-3 baar moan karne lagi thi. Aur “ahh” ki awaaz nikali. Ye awaaz pichli baar ke mukabale zyada thi, par muh pe hath hone ki wajah se awaaz kisi aur ko sunayi nahi di. Kamar and boob ke sahare maine Surbhi ko uski seat pe bithane ki koshish karne laga. Jab main uske boob ko chhodhne hi wala tha, ki tabhi uska nipple mere thumb aur index finger ke beech mein aaya.

Uska nipple cherry ki tarah tight ho gaya tha. Mujhse raha nahi gaya, aur maine nipple ko zor se pinch kiya, aur ek baar squeeze kar diya. Awaaz pehle ki hi tarah zor se aayi thi. Par abki baar uske muh se jo awaaz aayi thi, wo dard ki nahi thi. Uske muh mein ek satisfaction dekh raha tha.

Jaise hi maine uske boob aur kamar se hath hataya, tabhi usne seat pe apna sir tika diya, aur aankhen band kar li. Wo ek-dam relax ho kar baith gayi, aur main use hi dekh rakha tha. Uske chehre pe paseene ki boond aa gayi thi, aur wo uske aankhon se ho kar neeche ki aur jaa rahi thi.

Dheere-dheere wo gaal aur gale se hote hui uske seene ki aur jaane lagi. Seene se hoti hui do bade pahadon ke beech mein bani hui ghaati mein chali gayi. 5 minutes aise hi baithe rehne ke baad firse ek baar break lagi, aur wo hosh mein aa gayi. Wo 5 minutes kya hi haseen pal the. Ek-ek second maine usko hi dekha.

Fir maine usko apni paani ki bottle di, aur poochne laga: Theek ho?

Paani peene ke baad wo boli-

Surbhi: Thank you, and sorry ji.

Me: Isme kaisa sorry.

Surbhi: Meri wajah se aapko chot to nahi lagi hai na?

Me: Arre aisa kuch nahi hua hai! Aapko to kahi chot nahi lagi hai na?

Surbhi: Nahi, thank you to you. Agar aap aaj nahi hote na to mujhe hospital jana padta. Aapke hath mein chot nahi aayi hai na?

Surbhi: Achanak break lagane ki wajah se main balance ghuma baithi aur gir padi.

Surbhi: Tabhi aapne mujhe pakda aur bacha liya!

Me (Mood ko halka banane ke liye): Aapka kaha kuch wazan hai! Mujhe to aisa laga ki koi chhoti bachi mere hatho mein giri hai. Haha.

Surbhi: Ha ha ha acha!

Aapko mera bojh hi nahi laga?

Me: Haa to fir, aap to phool ki tarah halki ho.

Surbhi (sharma kar): Itna bhi jhooth mat bolo, haha.

Me: Ha ha ha.

Surbhi: Aur main kis angle se chhoti bachi hu?

Me (flirting): Maine kaha tumhe theek se dekha hai!

Surbhi: To fir dekhna chaahoge, ha ha?

Me: Kyun nahi.

Surbhi: Main kisi ko nahi dikhane wali.

Me: To fir maan lo ki tum bachhi ho.

Surbhi: Why not , jaisa tum samjho. (Apne aap se baat karte hue) kitna bhola ban raha hai, jaise ki kuch hua hi na ho. Mere booba ko nichodh diya, aur upar se bol raha hai ki main bachhi hu. Wo to mujhe pata hai kitni zor se boob pakda tha. Itna to kabhi mere husband ya bachhe ne nahi dabaya.

Surbhi: Acha hua ki, mere boobs mein dudh nahi aa raha. Warna jitni zor se isne dabaya tha, usse to mere poora boob fatt jata, ya fir ek hi baar mein dudh khaali ho jata. Isme uski bhi koi galti nahi hai. Jo hua wo sab achanak hua hai. Usne to mujhe bachane ke liye hi kiya tha. Par mujhe ye samajh nahi aa raha ki last mein usne jo kiya wo anjaane mein hua yaa usne jaan-boojh kar kiya?

Surbhi: Aur main to yakeen nahi kar rahi, ki ye sab hone wajah se mera orgasam aa gaya. Kya meri body ko ye sab acha laga?

Yaha pe story ke part-1 ka end ho raha hai. Aage kya hua jaanne ke liye padhte rahe. Story ke baare mein suggestions/feedback dene ke liye ‘[email protected]’ pe mail kar sakte ho. Thank you for giving your precious time.

Toh akhir kar Pooja ne apni choot mujhe shonp hi di. Pooja khule am us jharne ke pass pade pathar par leti thi aur main tel lagakar acche se uski chudai kar raha tha.

Tel mein sana humdono ka badan ek dusre se aise lipata tha ki hawa jane ki bhi jagah nahi thi. Woh dil kholkar aji apni jawani mujhpar loota rahi thi. Aur maon uske husn ke samandar mein doob chuka tha. Main uski chudai karte hue kai bar jhad chuka tha.

Kabhi Pooja mere niche hoti aur main uspar chad kar chudai kar raha hota. Main uske dono pairon ko apne kandhe par rakh usse apni aur khichta. Uske mast choot mein apna lund dalkar uski chudai karta.

Kabhi Pooja mere upar hoti aur mere lund par uchalti hui apni chudai karwati. Hum kuch der waise hi pathar par ek dusre mein lipat kar pade rehte.

Pooja – Sir, mujhe aise hi goad mein uthakar jharne tak le challo na.

Main jaise hi usse uthata, pure badan par tel lage hone ke karan woh mere goad se pishal jati. Main kisi tarah usse goad mein utha jharne tak lata. Kya nazara tha woh, Pooja puri nangi mere goad mein jaise pighal rahi ho.

Jharne par behete pani ke bich jaise hi main usse khada karta woh mujhe kaskar gale laga leti. Hum dono ka badan jharne ke pani ke niche tha. Main pehle hi wahan bahut si chizen lakar rakh diya tha.

Main ab usse ghumakar apne dono hathon se uski chuchiyon ko jor jor se dabane lagta. Toh kabhi ek hath se uski choot ko sehlane lagta. Uff kya feeling thi.

Aise jharne ke pani mein bheegte hue Pooja ke jism se khelne mein mujhe bahut maza araha tha. Aur Pooja bhi siskiyan leti hui enjoy kar rahi thi. Usne toh jaise apna jism aj mere hawale kar diya tha.

Main ab usse apni goad mein uthakar jaise hi usse kiss karta. Humdono ka pair pisal jata aur, hum dono pishalte hue, wahan pokhar mein aa girte hai.

Pooja – Aap toh mujhe goad mein utha hi nahi pa rahe ho sir.

Aur aisa kehkar woh pokhar mein nangi siwiming karne lagti. Main bhi uske piche piche siwiming karta hua jata hon. Aur usse pakad leta hoon.

Murari – Tumhare badan par kitna tel laga hai, toh main kya karoon. Aao na tumhare badan se ye tel nikal do.

Aur aisa kehkar usse kinare tak le ata hoon. Fir kya shower gel le main uske badan par lagane lagta hoon, woh bhi aisa hi karti hai. Aur ab dono ke badan par sabun se jhag ho gaya tha. Main khushi se jhoom raha tha.

Pooja ki sath aise khuealm aj main phokhar mein naha raha tha. Maine usse apne dono hathon se uske badan ko har jagah chuta hua. Sabun laga usse apne hahton se nehla raha tha. Hum fir se wahan se swimming karne lage.

Ab Pooja wapas se garam ho chuki thi, aur fir se mujhe swimming karte hue hi apni chudai karne ko kehti hai. Main aisa hi karta hoon. Woh dono hath mere khandon par rakh deti hai.

Main usse apne lund par bitha pokhar ke bicho bech usse khuda khuda kar uski chudai kar raha tha. Woh maze se mere lund par khud rahi thi.

Murari – Thanks Pooja, yeh meri life ka sabse best din hai.

Pooja – Han sir, ye mere bhi best din hai. Maine toh kabhi socha bhi nahi tha ki kabhi aisa khuelam kabhi kiske sath aise nangi hokar kisi par apni jawani lootwayungi.

Ab main usse waise hi apne lund par khudwata huwa pokhar se bahar bane road par le aya.

Pooja – Challon na sir aj rat aise nude walk par chalte hain. Subah jis jis jagah gaye the wahan rat ka kaisa nazara hota hai.

Murari – Bap re tumhe ab dar nahi lag raha kya. Kyun na ek ek bear ho jaye. Aise ghumte hue beer pine main bahut maza ayega.

Murari – Main beer lane jayun na, yahan akele dar toh nahi lagega na Pooja.

Pooja – Nahi sir, par ap jaldi ana apki Pooja apke intezar mein main yahan nangi khadi hai.

Main jaldi se jakar beer lane jata hoon. Kya nazara tha, ek akeli ladki jungle mein bilkul nirvastra khadi thi. Barish fir se tez ho gayi thi.

Main ab dur se hi uski bahut hi photos utha leta hoon. Ab toh mera man uski nangi photoshoot karne ka kar raha tha.

Murari – Pooja ek bat kahun tum bura toh nahi manogi.

Pooja – Apko apni choot de chuki hoon, aur apke sath puri nangi hokar walk par ja rahi hoon. Aur ab kaisi sharam. Boliye na sir.

Murari – Main tumhari Nude photoshoot karna chahta hoon, kya tum mujhese apni nangi photoshoot karwaogi bahut maza ayega.

Pooja – Han sir karwayungi apni nude photoshoot, main bhi toh dekhun ap meri kaisi lagti hoon bina kapdo ke in vadion ke bich.

Fir kya hum dono beer pite hue ek dusre ka hath pakad rat mein nange hokar road par chalte hue ja rahe the. Hamen toh kisi bat ka dar hi nahi tha.

Kuch dur ane ke bad hum ek road par ate hain jahan construction ka kam chal raha tha. Waise toh rat mein wahan koi nahi tha. Aur hum pake raste par us sunsasn sadak par age jane lagte hain. Hum dono ki beer ki botle khali ho chuki thi.

Kuch dur ane par hamein sadak kinare ek tent dikta hai, usme kuch 2-3 log the, sayad woh construction worker hoon. Subah hum jab aye the tab kuch log kam kar rahe the. Main ye dekh thoda darne lagta hoon.

Par Pooja par thoda nasha chad chuka tha, woh mujhse meri beer ki botl leti hai, aur waise hi nangi unke tent pass chali jati hai. Main dar raha tha aur Pooja ko masti suzi thi. Woh unke tent ke samne dono botle rakh kar mere pass a jati hai.

Murari – Tumhe kya thoda bhi dar nahi hai, Chalo ab wapas hotel mein chalte hain. Ab mujhe dar lag raha. Kal presentation mein bhi jana hai na.

Pooja – Kitna darte ho sir, Aisa mauka bar bar nahi milta.

Woh ab wahin uske tent ke samne bich road par bane gaddhe mein jakar let gayi aur wahan pani mein lotpot hone lagi. Usse toh bahot majja a raha tha. Agar kahin un tent walon ne bahar akar jhak bhi liya toh Pooja ka nanga jism unki ankhon ke samne hoga.

Itna dare Pooja par bhari padne wala tha. Woh ab apne pair phailkar mujhe apni choot dikhati hai. aur apni choot ko masalti hui wahin par apni chudai karne ke liye bulati hai. Usse aise dekhkar mera bhi man wahin par uski chudai karne ko karta hai.

Ab jo hoga dekha jyega. Main bhag kar Pooja ke pass jata hoon. Aur Pooja ki choot par toot padta hoon. Mera lund ek jhatke mein uski choot mein hota, aur main road par pani mein lotpot hokar uski chudai kar raha tha.

Maine ek hath uski chuchiyon par rakha tha aur dusre uski mun par, kahin Pooja chilla padi toh hum mare jate. Kuch der waise hi bhari barish mein road par Pooja ki chudai karta hoon.

Main Pooja ko wahan se chalne ko kehta hoon. Par woh toh wahin par apni aur chudai karwana chahti thi. Main gusse mein usse chalne ko kehta hoon.

Murari – Pooja, chalogi ki un tent wallon se apni chudai karwakar hi manogi. Bolo toh unhen bula laoo.

Pooja – Itna kyun naraz ho rahe ho sir itni barish mein woh kaun sa bahar a rahe hain. Itne dino bad toh ap mere hath aye ho, Ye mauka bhala main kaise jane dun. Aaj toh apn dil ki sari arman pura karungi na.

Aur aise kehte hue woh mere goad mein a jati hai. Aur fir se mere lund par uchal uchal kar chudai karne lagti hai.

Murari – Kya nazara hai Pooja. Dekho na main tumhe kaise road par khuleam apne lund par kuda kuda kar le ja raha Hoon. Ye toh sapne main bhi nahi kiya tha maine.

Pooja – Accha ji, toh aur kya kya karte the mere sath sapne mein. Aaj sach mere mere sath karo na sir. Main nahi rokungi apko.

Uski yeh baten sun main aur jyada josh mein a gaya tha. Main ab uski aisi hi photoshoot karna chaht tha, maine soch liya tha ki yahin par din ke ujjale mein hi uski photoshoot karunga.

Murari – Paka karugi na. dar toh nahi jayogi.

Pooja – Main nahi darti. Par pehle meri photoshoot toh karo. Apne kaha tha na.

Murari – Han par yaha light kahan hai. Aise andhere main kahan maza ayega. Bolo toh subah subah ate hai yahan. Bolo ho tyar.

Pooja – Bap re subah subah kisine dekh liya toh.

Murari – Fir aj subah fir se joging karne ate hain, aur dekhte hain hi koi ata hai ki nahi. Par ab jaldi challo barish ruk gayi hai. Kahain woh tent wale bahar a gaye toh, fir mujhe threesome sex live dekhni padegi.

Aur aisa kehte hue main wahan se daud kar hotel ki aur jane lagta hoon. Aur Pooja mere piche piche waise hi nangi road par daudti hui ane lagti hai hai. Aur mujhe marne lagti hai.

Aur fir mere upar chad jati hai. Main usse waise hi khande par bethakar kar hotel ke room mein le ata hoon. Hum dono waise hi ek chair par ek dusre mein lipat kar waise hi nange hokar kuch der bethe hain.

Pooja – Thank you sir, aj mujhe itna special feel karwane ke liye. Main ye rat sach mein kabhi nahi bhulungi.

Murari – Thanks toh mujhe kehna kehna chahiye. Aaj tumne apni sabse kimti chiz mujhe dedi.

Aur aisa kehte hue hum ek dusre ko kiss karte hain. Aur fir main usse aise hi goad mein uthakar uske room mein le jata hoon. Woh mujhe apne room mein hi uske sath sone ke liye kehti hai.

Aur fir ya dono pati patni ki tarah ek dusre se lipat kar wahan bed par so rahe the. Itni chudai ke bad humdono thak chuke the. Aur kab hamein neend a jati hai pata hi nahi chalta.

Agli subah hum joging ke liye jate hain. Us samaya subah ke 6:00 baje the aur thik thak ujala ho chuka tha. Main Pooja ko uthata hoon, Aur fir hum dono ek sath nahane jate hain.

Hotel mein nasta 9:00 bahe ke bad hi milne wala tha. Toh hamare pass bahut waqt tha. Humdono pehle ek sath nahate hain, Pooja ke sath aise nahane main bahut maza a raha tha.

Murari – Pooja, aj pehli bar main kisike sath aise naha raha hoon. Mujhe toh yakin hi nahi ho raha hai.

Pooja – Main bhi. Kash hum roz aise naha sakte.

Fir kya hum shower ka garam pani humdono ke badan par fir se ag laga deta hai, aur main Pooja ko wahin bathroom mein letkar uski shower ke niche hi chudai karne lagta hoon.

Pooja bhi maze se lund par khudte hue shower sex ka maza uthati hai. Kuch dar aisi chudai ke bad main usse goad mein uthakar bahar le ata hoon. Aur usse apne hathon se uski sports bra aur uski track pant pehnata hoon.

Pooja bhi mujhe apne hathon se dress pehnati hai. Humdon ab jogging ke liye jane lagte hain. Par wahan dur dur tak koi nahi hota hai. Main Pooja ki aur dekhta hoon, aur woh samaj jati hai.

Fir kya agle hi pal Pooja apni sports bra aur apni track pant utar kar phek deti hai. Uff kya nazar tha woh. Pooja ke nange jism par suraj ki padti kiran. Woh din ke ujale mein aise khuleam apni nude photoshoot karwane ko tyar thi.

Fir main uski bahoot si photoshoot karta, Kabhi usse road ke bich letkar uski photo nikalta toh kabhi jharne ke pass pani mein bheegte hue. Main ab uski ankhon par ek pati band deta.

Fir usse ussi pathar par jahan hamne rat mein chudai kari thi, wahan bethakar uski nangi photos nikalta Ab main usse ped ke pass khada karta aur uske rassi se usske hath aur pair ped par bandh deta. Aur fir wasi hi hallat main main uski phtooshoot karta.

Murari – Dekho na maine kaise tumhe ped par bandh diya hai. Kaise lag raha hai Pooja aise nangi hokar ankhon mein pati bandhe aise ped par bandhe hone mein?

Pooja – Bahut accha lag raha hai sir. Dil toh kar raha hai pura din aise hi bandhi rahoon yahan, Aur ap meri din bhar chudai karo.

Murari – Wah Pooja, toh tumhe aise hi chod kar challa jata hoon. Boliye

Aur main khuch der ke liye chup ho jata hoon. Pooja ab darne lagti hai. Uski ankhon par pati thi, aur uske hath pari bandhe the.

Pooja – Sir, please aise koi mazak karta hai, koi a jayega sir. Please mujhe le challo na, hamein presentation mein bhi toh jana hai.

Main kuch jawab nahi deta, main toh bass uski video record kar raha tha.

5-minute tak usse aise tadpane ke bad main uske pass jata hoon. Dheere se uski choot ko sehlata hoon, aur uski chuchiyon ko uski nipple ko dantoon se katne lagta hoon. Woh aur machalti hui khud ko azad karne ko kehti.

Uski tadap mujhe aur josh dilate Fir kya main uske pair khulta aur usse apne lund par bethakar khudane lagta.

Murari – Dekh rahi ho Pooja kaise din ke ujale main tumhari chudai kar raha hoon, yehi chahti thi na tum.

Pooja- Aap bahut badmash ho sir, mujhe kitna dara rahe the. Par maine maf kiya, Main toh kabse apni aise bondage sex karwana chahti thi. Aap toh bahut kuch jante ho sir.

Aur aisa kehte hue main uski ankhon ki pati aur uski hathon ki rasi hata deta hoon. fir kya Main pooja ko wahin road par din ke ujale mein chood raha tha. Woh ab mere kapde bhi utar phekti hai.

Aur hum dono wahan road par bane pani ke ghade mein lotpot hokar chudai karte hai. Kuch der aise hi chudne ke bad Pooja apne ghutno ke bal a jati hai.

Pooja – Aao na sir dekho na apki kutiya ready ho gayi hai. Mujhe yahn road par apni kutiya banakar chodo na.

Pooja ki ye bat sun main uske jism par toot pada, mujhe toh hosh hi nahi tha ki main din mein wahan chudai kar rahe the. Main ab pooja ko piche se kutiya ki tarah chodne laga. Pooja jor jor se moan karte hue apni apn chudai karwa rahi thi.

Murari – Wah Pooja man gaye aj tumhe, kaise yahan anjane jagah par nangi kutiya bane kar chudwa rahi ho.

Humdono ke badan par ab miti lag chuki thi. Toh hum fir se phokar par gaye aur wahan khud ko saf kiya. Maine ab pooja ko jaldi se andar jane ko kaha 7:30 bajne ko tha, ab wahan rehna bahut risky tha.

To ham doono jaldi se bhagte hue hotel jane lage. Main pehle hi balcony mein pahunch gaya tha. Aur uski video banae laga. Duadte hue uski uchalti chuchiyon ko dekhne main bahut maza a rha tha.

Jaise hi Pooja hotel mein ayi maine usse sari video dikhane laga.

Pooja – Wah sir, kya photo liya hain apne, aur dekho na mere boobs kaise uchal rahe hain.

Murari – Han pooja tum ho hi itni khubsurat, mujhe toh yakin nahi hota ki tum meri ho chuki ho. Ab jaldi karo hamein presentation men bhi jana hai.

Fir kya hum ready hokar meeting mein jate hain. Pooja acche se presentation deti hai, aur iss tarah hamari pehli chudai hoti hai.

Rajeev – Wah Murari, kya chudai kari hai tum dono ne. Toh isse liye Pooja itne arram se hamare hath Party ke liye resort par jane ke liye ready ho gayi thi.

Murari – Han Rajeev Jo khud aise chudai ke liye tadap rahi ho woh na jane kya kya kar sakti hai. Par tumne toh bataya hi nahi ke tumlogo ne kaisi ki thi uski pehli chudai.

Rajeev – Mujhe toh usne mere birthday par khud ko hi gift kar diya tha. Aur mere ek college ke sath hamene “Daru ke nashe mein Pooja ki chudai ” kari thi. teen din tak woh hamre sath wahan resort par akeli thi. Uff kya maza kiya tha hamne. Uski toh video bhi hogi mere pass, bolo toh dikhayun.

Murari – Han Rajeev main bhi toh dekho meri Pooja ki kaisi chudai kari thi tumlogon ne.

Fir kya tha maine usse Pooja ki sari chudai ki video usse dikhayi. Aur uski chudai dekh hum dono hi fir se Pooja ki chudai karne ko beetab ho uthe.

Toh iss tarah Murari ke sath woh daru party khatam hui. App logon ko Pooja ki ye madmast chudai kaisi lagi comment mein jarur bateyen.

While resuming my chat, I was constantly watching the effects of the drink. I was desperately waiting for her to get high so that the right moment would come. However, I had to play safe. Otherwise, it could be very embarrassing and disastrous.

Obviously, my patience was on the test. I could not afford the consequences of any foolish or wrong move on my part. During the conversation, I noticed that she was getting more relaxed, and getting more open. Certainly, the drink was having its effect.

At the same time, our comfort level was getting better and better. I started asking some intimate questions about her married life, her sex life, etc. Under the influence of alcohol, she was getting quite blunt and comfortable to respond my questions.

She said she has a great sex life with her husband and enjoys sex almost every night on the same bed. I asked if she watches adult movies, and she bluntly confessed. She watches adult movies with her husband together. I asked if she masturbated.

Though she is married, she boldly confessed. She added in her confession that masturbation has its pleasure. I immediately supported her argument. I also asked if she had some previous relationships before marriage, and she responded to me by showing her two fingers.

Umm, I got some idea that she has played well and has been around. That means she has been fucked well. Then I asked if she ever had any naughty fantasies about trying a threesome with two guys. She smiled quietly and responded with reluctance.

“Yeah, I have fantasized about the threesome but never tried though.” Then I flipped the question and asked what about a threesome with your husband and another woman? She responded in confession that, yeah, she fantasized about it. Then she confessed that even her husband fantasized but never tried yet.

I asked about the reason. She said they never found anyone so close or discrete. Back in my mind, I said to myself that, of course, I qualify:).

I noticed that the more she sipped her drink, the more she got open, blunt, and established a good chemistry with me. The drink played a vital role in breaking the ice and making her calm and relaxed. It was my best effort to make her drink more and make her more relaxed.

Then I asked a very sensitive question if she had ever slept with any woman. She said she used to have a roommate in a college dorm who was a lesbian. That roommate used to call other lesbian friends at night in the dorm room to enjoy sex.

She said she never tried to have sex with any other woman. But on many occasions, she watched her roommate having sex with other girls. Her response gave me a sigh of relief that atleast she is aware of lesbian sex, and she is not naïve.

Next, I wanted to be a little bold and I asked another bold question. I inquired about her reaction when she watched her roommate in the college dorm having lesbian sex with other girls. She paused a little, then responded very softly, “Well, I was kind of shocked in the beginning as it sounded weird to me.”

I repeated the question to get her reaction by watching the lesbian acts of her roommate. She said, “Of course, it was kind of shocking to me, as I never saw two girls enjoying sex with each other.” Again, I tried to pinpoint the question to get her opinion about lesbian sex. She responded, “Yeah, it was ok, I guess”.

She added, “In those quiet late nights, my roommate used to have very hot lesbian sex followed by moaning noises. My sleep used to get disturbed. Now and then, she used to have a new girl in her bed.” I asked with a smile, “So, did you watch them, or you used to turn around to go to sleep?”

She responded to me with a little shy but boldly, “Of course, I used to watch them from my blanket. I used to get very turned on myself.” I asked, “And then?” She gave me a naughty smile and responded boldly, “And then, I used to get myself off and then go to sleep”.

Indeed, her responses to my questions lit a fire in me. I was getting more and more turned on. I got a very clear idea that she had already seen the lesbian sex of her roommate very closely but did not get offended yet. That gave me much confidence.

By this time, I got a good idea about her after asking those intimate questions. Apparently, she was not any conservative type of lady but quite adventurous, outgoing and open-minded, who has carried herself very well. However, I wanted to make her higher.

I made a genuine demand. I said it would be pleasurable to munch any snacks or salty almonds or pistachios with the drink. She immediately got up to fulfil my demand and went to the kitchen. In a few minutes, she returned to the bedroom, holding a jar of salty almonds.

But in the meantime, I did my work. I added some more whiskey to her glass! She continued sipping her drink with salty almonds, so as me. I could tell she was getting high. At any minute, I wanted to proceed with my move. Again, I trapped her with some intimate questions and discussion.

I asked about her favourite sex positions. She responded with a cute smile, “Depends upon my mood.” She said she loves missionary the most, but sometimes getting on top as well. At the same time, she admired her hubby. He pumps her very well regardless of her sexual position.

While talking to her so intimately, I was burning with my desires. I was getting wetter. Then suddenly, I switched my topic to the benefits of massage, especially the Nuru massage. It relaxes the muscles in the body. Indeed, she was listening to me quietly with a sip of drink.

She accepted my arguments about the benefits of massage. I was getting so turned on by looking into her drunken eyes that I wanted to drown in it. My mouth was getting so hungry to take those sexy lips and suck her. But I was controlling myself.

However, it was time to make my move. I offered to give her a shoulder massage. I asked her to sit in front of me with her legs stretched. I positioned on her back by taking her between my legs. She was calmly resting her head. I started giving a magical massage to her neck, her shoulders, and her arms.

She seemed very comfortable and liked my touch. For a good few minutes, I continued massaging her neck and shoulder muscles, and she really enjoyed it.

Now, I want to make my move with some advancement. I asked how about if she lay down on the bed, relaxed with her face down. I could show my skills by giving a nice magical Nuru massage. She was about to follow my instructions. But before that, I demanded a towel to spread on the bed, plus some oil.

Since she was getting a little lazy or too drunk to wake up again from the bed, she asked me to grab the same towel she used after her shower. Since the towel was on a nearby chair, I conveniently spread it on the bed and made her lie on her belly.

Soon, she settled on the bed by lying on the towel and facing down. She suggested me to go to her kitchen and grab some olive oil. I rushed to her kitchen and easily found the olive oil. I poured some olive oil into a bowl and made it a little warm in the microwave. I returned to the bedroom in a few minutes.

She was still lying comfortably face down as if sleeping or very relaxed. I asked her softly if she could remove her bath gown so that I could apply oil on her back. She immediately pulled her bath gown completely out but covered her butts with it.

Without being noticed, I tossed my shirt and bra very quietly and then my pants. Very quietly, I got totally naked. Of course, the definition of Nuru massage is the body-to-body rub. So, I got myself oiled all over. I rubbed oil on my boobs, my belly, and my thighs all the way down.

Now, I got myself in a position to start the Nuru massage on her. I got on top of her by sitting on her legs just below her butts but not putting my weight on her. She was totally between my legs. I started pouring warm oil on her back and spread it all over by rubbing her shoulders, neck, and biceps.

Then I rubbed my oily hands on her arms, too. My hands were gently massaging her back and were going down slowly. Indeed, she was enjoying my massage. She was lying quietly with her eyes closed, though she uttered a few times, “Oh gosh! so nice.”

As soon as I reached her buttocks area, I whispered by saying, “Oh no, I don’t want to spoil your nice bath gown.” I softly pulled it out by making her buttocks naked. She did not object at all, rather kept on lying very calm and quiet. I poured oil on her buttocks, the back of her thighs, all the way down to her feet.

At the same time, I discreetly poured some oil into my hand and rubbed it on my pussy, making it oily. Though I was already wet with my flowing juices, the oil made it moister. For a good few minutes, I continued massaging her body. My oily hands were rubbing her shoulders, her neck, her back.

Then all the way down through her butt. My hands were rubbing the back of her shapely thighs, her legs, and then her sexy feet. Then my hands grabbed her sexy feet and massaged her heels. Her pedicured toes and her sexy soles.

Not only that, I got so turned on that I ran my tongue across her sexy soles and sucked her heels. But she did not notice! Very slowly, I reached to the back of her thighs, her butt. Then ran my hands into the inside of her thighs. My oily hands were reaching close to her pussy while I was rubbing the inner thighs.

However I did not dare to touch her pussy yet. Based on her calm reaction, as if enjoying the massage, I got more confident. I decided to advance my move as it would be the perfect time. I literally laid down on her naked buttocks and started rubbing my pussy on it slowly.

Next, my oily body was sliding on her back. My oily, erect nipples were rubbing against her back. However, my oily hands were trying to reach under her arms close to her breasts. Then, my hands reached around her by holding her firmly.

My oily, moist pussy was rubbed against her butt and electrifying me with that erotic rub. At the same time, my feet were squeezing against her oily soles. My whole body was rubbing on her back. The intensity of pleasure is hard to describe.

My pussy was getting a very erotic rub against her butt. I was riding on her back by making slow and gentle moves. Surprisingly, not a single word of objection has come out from her so far. She was totally loosening up due to the drink.

I was taking the best advantage of her while she was high. She was lost in the utmost comfort rather than having a thrilling pleasure. Her eyes were closed as if sleeping, but in fact, she was awake but high due to the drink.

Thanks to the drink, which made her so calm and made it easy for me to take her to the heights of pleasure. I was smoothly riding on her back by rubbing my pussy against her butt and wrapping my hands under her arms. Then, very slowly, my oily hands started touching her bare breasts under her arms.

Next, I covered her breasts with my oily hands and started squeezing them. I was playing with her perky nipples between my fingers and molesting her breasts in my hands. The feel of her nipples in my hands made me wild. I started grinding my pussy madly against her butt while lying on her back.

Soon, I felt that I was about to reach my very first orgasm violently. However, I continued grinding her butt with my pussy more strongly and then exploded in a few minutes with a very strong orgasm! My warm, sticky juices were being smeared on her as I reached to my first orgasm.

Prits jumped and cheered in hilarious laughter. She was ecstatic. Her plans to give James Kinney a bit of payback had gone for more amusing than she had imagined.

Prits had established herself as one of the most powerful women on the planet. Her actions reshaped how people would think of feminism for decades. Never before had a female put a guy into the place of such intensive embarrassment.

It was more than revenge. It was more than karma. It was brutal female empowerment through incredible justice. Prits was the heroine of justice for feminists worldwide.

Prits had lured James into a trap of sorts. She told him that he should meet her in a location in the busy part of Sydney and she would put on a French Maid uniform for him. James showed up, of course, as he is not hard to fool.

Prits led him to a basement room where he was sprayed in the face with a sleeping agent. He passed out cold, and that is when Prits put her plan into motion.

James awoke with a startle and realized he was tied across a spanking bench. He also realized he had been stripped down to wearing only underwear. As fate would have it, James had worn a silky floral print thong panty. His little panties and butt cheeks were pooched into the air.

Prits took the opportunity to humble James severely. She took a large wooden sorority paddle with the words “Sissy Maker” on it. She spanked James’ butt cheeks firmly until he moaned for mercy. His butt cheeks burned red hot.

A group of Indian men had entered the room and lined up. The first guy whipped out his huge Indian cock. Prits smacked James’ butt as she demanded that James suck the cock.

James whimpered in surrender and wrapped his pouty lips around the cock, and began to bob sensually. James skillfully sucked and slurped the cock.

Prits laughed and stated, “Damn James, I did not know that you had such kickass blowjob skills! You know how to suck cocks, bruh!”

James suddenly began to bob with ferocious bobbing. His lips massaged the huge hard cock as he slurped with passion. James’ cheeks hollowed as he moaned sensually and looked up at the guy.

The look of embarrassed surrender was in James’ watering eyes. James leaned forward and took the cock slowly to the back of his throat. His throat clicked as James’ lips pressed against the base of the cock. The Indian guy interlocked his fingers behind James’ head and held him tight against his abdomen.

James’ throat bucked as his eyes watered so hard. The Indian guy held James’ head in place for about a minute. James’ throat accepted the throat stuffing. James was then allowed to slowly bob on the huge throbbing cock. The sucking was so passionate. Prits could only laugh in amusement.

James slid his hand up the Indian guy’s thigh and caressed his balls. Then James slowly pulled off the cock with a POP! He licked down the shaft slowly to the base and then took the Indian balls into his mouth and sucked. James stroked the cock with his hand as he sucked the balls.

James looked up in the eyes of the Indian guy and surrendered to him. He surrendered to his masculinity and his Indian culture. James pulled his lips off of the balls and then placed slow sensual kisses on the cock and worked his way back to the tip.

He licked circles around the tip and kissed it before taking the whole cock back into his mouth so so deep. James sucked the cock once again. Prits was amazed at the raw natural talent that James possessed for pleasuring cock.

James blushed in embarrassment as he displayed an obvious expertise for performing a very complete blowjob. The Indian cock exploded and filled James’ mouth with cum three times. James swallowed the entire load in slutty obedience.

“Well, well, well…look who has amazing blowjob skills?” teased Prits.

James blushed and stammered, “I…I don’t know why…I…It is so embarrassing!”

Prits laughed and instructed the next Indian guy to face-fuck James with domination. So the guy grabbed James’ head and pushed his gigantic Indian cock deep down James’ throat.

James’ eyes fluttered and watered. The Indian guy thrust with intense power. He fucked James’ throat hard and fast. It was a brutal face-fucking. Prits clapped in approval at the hardcore domination.

James was left guzzling cum and panting for air. He was dizzy and shell-shocked with the wicked throat stamping. James reeled in total humiliation as he tried to comprehend what had happened.

But before James could think twice, a third Indian guy power plunged his cock down James’ throat with speed and authority. James was face-fucked so hard that he saw stars.

James was guzzling a massive load of cum again. He was utterly staggered with unbelievable humiliation. The fourth Indian guy force-fed James an exceptionally large Indian cock.

James’ tonsils were banged like a drum. The blistering throat fucking was so hardcore that James forgot his name. James licked his cum-drenched lips. His head bobbled in disorientation.

His eyes crossed and rolled back as birds chirped inside James’ sizzling mind. The embarrassment was thorough and intense. James would never recover from it. Prits and her girlfriends laughed at James and his state of discombobulation.

Prits resumed the spanking of James’ butt cheeks. James whimpered, “Bee-bop-boo! Bippity-bopper-boo!” His butt cheeks glowed with warmth. Prits smiled, knowing that James would not be able to sit down for several hours.

After 100 firm female domination swats, Prits put the paddle down. James was completely submitted to Prits by this time. She demanded that he suck another cock. The fifth Indian guy stepped forward, and James slurped and slobbered on his monster cock.

The thick cock pushed down James’ throat, and a small “squeak” sound was produced. Everyone in the room roared with hilarious laughter at the repeated “squeak” sounds of James’ throat.

James was given the nickname “squeaky slut” at that moment. The girls laughed at pathetic James Kinney. James swallowed every drop of cum fed to him.

James then sat on the hard floor in his tiny panties and began to bounce up and down on his butt cheeks. His cheeks slapped on the floor, and he made a “PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! PLOP!” sound as he bounced. The girls laughed so hard at him and teased him.

“Bounce those panties hard for me!” giggled Prits.

Prits pulled out a sexy French Maid uniform. But she did not put it on for James. Rather, she made James put it on, and he served as Prits’ personal French Maid for several hours. He cooked and cleaned for her. It was total obedient servitude.

For the next year, James served as Prits French Maid every day. He sucked several cocks every day as a sissy boi. Prits spanked James daily and would take him out in public as a sissy boi. He bounced on his butt daily for Prits. James was so embarrassed, and Prits loved that.

Ab aage:-

Ye dekh ke Ravi Chinki ke pair mod ke uske upar aa jata hai, jisse Chinki ki gaand neeche se khul jati hai. Ravi Avinash se bolta hai-

Ravi: Bhabhi ki gaand mein daal do bhai.

Avinash Chinki ki gaand ko muh laga ke chaat leta hai, aur apne lund mein oil laga kar gaand mein lund daal deta hai. Ek jhatka mein kuch thoda sa hi lund jata hai.

Chinki ke muh se ‘Aah marr gayi’ nikal jata hai, aur Ravi uski chut ko chodte rehta hai. Chinki samajh gayi thi, ki aaj ye dono mil kar use khoob chodenge. Fir Avinash ne aahista-aahista jhatka lagana shuru kiya, aur lund poori gaand mein daal diya.

Ab Chinki ki chut aur gaand dono mein lund tha, aur wo badi takleef se chudwa rahi thi. Par ab lund chut aur gaand mein adjust ho chuka tha.

Chinki ke muh se aah aah nikal rahi thi. Usne kabhi nahi socha tha ki aisi chudai hogi uski. 30 minute ki chudai ke baad Avinash ke upar Chinki aur uske upar Ravi thak ke aaram karne lagte hai.

Avinash aur Chinki fir ek-doosre ko lip kiss karne lagte hai, aur Chinki Avinash ka lund hath mein lekar hilane lagti hai. Kuch hi pal mein lund poora apni aukaat mein tha, aur ye dekh ke Chinki se raha nahi gaya.

Wo bol padi: Devar ji, lund daal do na chut mein.

Ek baar fir Avinash Chinki ko doggy position mein karta hai, aur Chinki ki gaand mein jeebh ferne lagta hai. Avinash Chinki ke upar fida tha, aur aaj wo Chinki ke her ek ang ko chaat raha tha.

Chinki ko bhi acha lag raha tha, aur Avinash ke upar pyar aa raha tha, kyunki aaj tak Ravi ne kabhi bhi gaand nahi chaati thi, aur Avinash usko rani bana ke pyar kar raha tha. Avinash ab apna lund Chinki ki chut ke chhed mein set karke dhakka laga diya, aur bol pada-

Avinash: Bhabhi kaash aap meri biwi hoti, to khoob chudai karta aapki.

Aapko apne lund ki rani bana ke rakhta bhabhi. Chinki aah aah karte hue boli-

Chinki: Aapki biwi hi to hu abhi main. Isiliye to chudwa rahi hu devar ji.

Avinash Chinki ki gaand pakad ke chut chodne lagta hai, aur thap thap ke awaaz aati hai. Uska lund chut ke andar lagataar tight ho kar foolte jata hai. Lund foolne ke kaaran dono devar bhabhi ko maza kuch zyada hi aa raha hota hai.

Peeche se chut chodte hue Avinash Chinki ke upar jhuk jata hai, aur dono boobs hatho se pakad ke masalne lagta hai.

15 minute ki non-stop chudai se dono paseena-paseena ho jaate hai. Avinash ka paseena Chinki ke upar tapak jata hai, aur Chinki us paseene ki boond ko ungli mein lekar chaat leti hai.

Ye dekh ke Avinash aur josh mein aa jata hai. Wo sochta hai ki Chinki ab usse pyar karne lagi thi, aur wo aur tez lund ka jhatka chut mein maarne lagta hai.

Chinki kehne lagi: Aah aah, aur tez chodo Avinash, mere devar aur tez chodo mujhe. Bahut maza aa raha hai, aur tez.

Chinki ab jhad chuki thi, aur Avinash ne bhi apna maal chut mein hi chhodh diya tha. Fir Avinash Chinki ki godi mein let gaya, aur Chinki ke boobs peene laga. Kuch der aisa karne ke baad wo waha se chala jata hai.

Fir ek din Avinash ka birthday aaya, aur usme bahut saare Avinash ke friends aaye the. Party mein Ravi aur Chinki bhi aay the. Sab log waha dance kar rahe the. Usme Ravi ko bhi ek-do ladkiyan achi lagi, jinke sath wo dance karne laga.

Avinash Chinki ko pakad ke dance karne laga, aur fir cake cutting karke Avinash ne sabse pehle Chinki ko cake khilaya. Fir uska jootha wo khud khaa liya. Itni zyada importance Chinki ko mil rahi thi. Wo isse aur zyada khush thi. Fir sab ne gift diya Avinash ko, par Ravi aur Chinki ka gift lene ke liye wo mana kar diya.

Wo bola: Gift to main tab loonga jab aap room mein jaa kar mera gift logi.

Room mein ek box tha. Chinki ne wo box khola, aur dekha ki usme ek black dress thi backless.

Avinash ne Chinki se kaha: Maine sab se bol diya hai ki aap meri girlfriend ho.

Aur aapko wo dress abhi mere saamne change karke baahar party mein aana hoga. Chinki ab birthday boy ka dil kaise tod sakti thi. To usne Avinash ke saamne hi wo dress change kar li.

Chinki us dress mein Barbie Doll lag rahi thi. Dress ghutno ke upar aur backless ke sath aage ke boobs bhi dikha rahi thi. Sirf nipple hi cover ho paa rahe the.

Chinki ki panty ek baar neeche karke Avinash ne chut bhi chaat li aur bola: Bhabhi ab ye Amrit chut ka paani muh mein lekar lag raha hai ki aap aayi ho.

Wo Chinki ko lekar baahar aata hai, aur bolta hai sabse: Ye meri gf hai.

Sab Chinki ko dekhte hai. 2 ladkon ne to ek-doosre se ye tak kaha ki maal hai ye to, patak-patak ke chodenge agar mil jaye to.

Ravi bhi waha ek ladki ko room mein le jata hai aur apni raasleela karne lagta hai. Party khatam hone ke baad Avinash Chinki ko us changing room mein le jata hai, aur lip kiss karne lagta hai. Fir Avinash ek aur cake table mein laa kar, apni pant neeche karke, lund hath mein le kar, bolta hai-

Avinash: Chinki bhabhi, ye cake sirf aapke aur mere liye hai.

Wo cake mein lund ghusa deta hai, aur lund pe cake lag jata hai.

Fir Avinash bolta hai: Bhabhi aap isko choos ke saaf karo.

Chinki ne waisa hi kiya. Wo ghutno par baith ke Avinash ka lund choosne lagi. Fir Avinash ne Chinki ko khada kiya, aur uski chut mein bhi cake lagaya, aur chaatne laga. Cake ka meetha swaad aur chut ke paani ka namkeen swaad mix ho kar Avinash ke muh mein jaane laga.

Wo Chinki ke boobs pe bhi cake laga kar boobs chaatne lagta hai. Idhar Ravi aa jata hai, aur dekhta hai uski biwi Avinash se boobs chuswa rahi thi.

Ravi bolta hai: Bahut late ho raha hai. Hum logon ko chalna chahiye.

Avinash aur Chinki ka muh dekhne laayak tha, aur dono ko ye baat achi nahi lagi. Kyunki wo log to chudai karne waale the.

To be continued…

My husband Raghu informed me that we needed to go to a party that night. It was the party thrown by his arch-rival Yogesh. He gave me a black saree to wear for the party and I refused to wear it as it exposed a lot of my skin. But my husband was adamant saying that even though the stupid Yogesh was ahead of him professionally, he wanted to show what Yogesh didn’t have and what he had, which was a hot wife. It was convincing.

That evening, before leaving for the party, I had a shower and changed into the black saree that my husband had bought. Oh my God, it was more revealing than I thought! The sleeveless blouse was very small and it was clearly revealing my armpits, part of side boobs, and ample cleavage.

Coming to my looks, I am popular for my milf looks. At the age of 30, with a height of 5’10” and a God-given body, many say I look like actress Anushka Shetty. My husband used to cum just looking at my figure and he says I have a very erotic face. But I am very unsatisfied sexually as he is always more into office and career than banging me on bed. Even when we have sex, he hardly lasts for 5 minutes, and he directly goes on banging me without any foreplay or seduction. As a woman, I like to be teased, I like it to be delayed, played with, and at the same time, and I like to be fucked mercilessly for hours. My husband never made use of my bombshell body.

I sometimes have thoughts of cheating on him to satisfy my sexual needs. But that all feels very wrong as I want to stay loyal to him as he has given me a rich and cozy life with his hard work.

So, I decided to wear the saree, and I could see in the mirror that I was looking like an Arabian horse, which everyone wanted to ride! My melons which were not too big or small but just perfect were clearly accentuated in the saree. The blouse was displaying enough cleavage which can give instant hard-on to any man. As the saree was transparent, it clearly was displaying my abdomen and cleavage.

I adjusted my petticoat slightly below to display my round and deep navel. As the blouse had only a thread at the back to tie, my smooth back was completely exposed, and below it, I had a perfect round ass.

My ass was round and huge, and my husband’s 6-inch cock never used to enter my pussy in a doggy-style position. I think my figure deserves a monster cock to satisfy me.

Then I applied a slight lipstick and looked at myself in the mirror one last time. I was looking as hot as hell. So, I decided not to over-expose my body in this saree to the hungry wolves at the party. I decided to wear a court on top of the saree, which covered my upper body completely and buttoned it. My husband was not happy with it. He asked me what was the point of wearing a beautiful saree if I was going to cover it completely.

We were at the party by 8 pm and my husband took me straight to his enemy Yogesh to make him jealous. There he was, the person who my husband hated and talked about daily. The person whom he wanted to destroy. Because of him, my husband was always second in his professional life.

Yogesh was not like what I imagined. He was a handsome hunk wearing a tight t-shirt with a handsome face and a very toned, tight, muscular body with a flat chest. The t-shirt he was wearing was not able to hold his muscles.

Raghu: Yogesh, this is my wife Urvasi.

He looked at me, and I could clearly tell that there was something wrong with the way he was looking at me. Then he extended his arm. Oh my God! The nerves on his hand and a tight, confident shake hand had already made me weak in my knees!

Then they started to have a conversation, but most of the time, Yogesh was looking at me, and he was looking as if to eat me then and there. I was thinking this guy would really want to fuck me if he saw me with the saree I was wearing without the coat. Even I was stealing some glances at his muscular body. Looking at his biceps and flat muscular chest in that t-shirt was making me bite my lips and there was some strange feeling between my legs. But I controlled myself as I didn’t want to give him any wrong hints as this was the man my husband hated.

After that, we sat for dinner in the garden in front of the building. My husband told me it was Yogesh’s party and this big bungalow in front of the garden was his house. From the look of it, I figured out he was not only handsome but also a very wealthy man.

I was sitting beside my husband at our table and having my dinner. Suddenly, Yogesh came and occupied the chair beside me. My husband didn’t mind Yogesh sitting beside me.

Yogesh: You don’t drink? I don’t see your glass.

I felt uncomfortable talking to him as he was my husband’s enemy. So, I just shook my head. He sensed my problem and made a gesture to some of his assistants. The assistant came to my husband.

Assistant: Sir, the senior VP wants to meet you in the house.

Raghu: Oh.

My husband was as dumb as he was always. Without understanding that it was Yogesh’s plan, he stopped eating, left me there, and went into the building to meet the senior VP.

Yogesh: He is gone, now you can talk freely.

I gave him an angry stare.

Yogesh: Why are you wearing the coat? It’s not cold, right? You can loosen it.

Urvasi: I am comfortable like this.

Yogesh: I think you look gorgeous.

I gave him an irritating stare and started looking for my husband. But I couldn’t see him. Suddenly, something shocking happened. I could feel someone’s strong grip on my thighs. I knew who it was before looking at it. Then I gave him a sudden and angry look.

Urvasi: How dare you?!

Before I could complete my sentence he started talking –

Yogesh: Don’t make a scene. You know what will happen to your husband if he knows I treated you like this. His heart will break. I know I already screwed him professionally, just imagine what will happen to him if he knows this.

He was right, my husband couldn’t take this. I just stared at my plate and luckily, no one could see what was happening underneath the table as there was the tablecloth which was covering the action beneath the table. I really started to get why my husband hated that guy. He acted as if he dropped something beneath the table and had to bend to get it, and in this way, he touched my feet. Then he suddenly entered my petticoat and now his hand was really on my thigh, without the cloth between.

I didn’t stop him either for some strange reason.

Suddenly, his touch was no longer a problem as I almost jumped on my chair to control my moans. His hands started their magic on my thighs and I was enjoying it. His hands were softly caressing the inside part of my thighs.

Yogesh: Your thighs are very soft and firm, darling.

I put my hands on the table for support, closed my eyes, and tried to control my moans.

Urvasi: Please, stop. Someone might see.

Yogesh: Remove the jacket, I will stop then.

Urvasi: I can’t, my saree is very revealing. I can’t do it in front of everyone.

My husband’s office competitor suddenly moved his hand on the thigh towards my wet panties.

Urvasi: Ahhh…

I gave a small moan as I was not able to control anymore. His hand was just inches away from my wet panties.

Yogesh: Then, come inside my house and remove it there. I want to see you.

Urvasi: No way! (However, my voice was very bleak and erotic as I liked what he was doing.)

Then he moved his hand slightly and his little finger touched my panties.

I caught his hand with mine and stared all around if anyone was seeing us before making eye contact with him.

Urvasi: I will come. Now, please remove the hand.

He trusted me and removed his hand. I took a deep breath. He pointed to the room.

Yogesh: I will be waiting.

Saying that, he went inside the house. I sat there for a moment not believing what just happened. That was the most sexually arousing moment of my life. I really wanted to go inside the house and give him a peek of what was inside the jacket. But suddenly, a flash of my husband came to me.

Urvasi (in my mind): I can’t do this to him. Especially with the man who he hates the most.

I wanted to go home immediately, but before that, I thought I should wash my panties as I was soaking wet. So, I went into the building and found the restrooms. Then I went into a bedroom, not the one he asked me to come into, and found a washroom there. I went into it and was cleaning my pussy. Then I heard a conversation of men coming from the bedroom attached to that bathroom.

Voice 1: Yogesh is really going to end the career of Raghu.

Voice 2: That poor guy doesn’t really know what is coming his way, hahaha.

I was really shocked to hear this. From what I knew of Yogesh, he was capable of such things, and he hated my husband. Even though I really never wanted to meet him after what happened at the table, now I really wanted to know what his plan was. But before I could set my clothes, come out, and confront the people whose voices I heard. they had left.

Now, I immediately went to my husband to inform him of this. But his ego didn’t let him believe something terrible was going to happen to him. He laughed and brushed it aside saying even he was going to destroy that stupid Yogesh’s career. I was scared because if what I heard was true, my husband would be losing his job, and with that, I would be losing my rich lifestyle! So, I really wanted to know what Yogesh’s plan was.

Then I went into the building looking for him. It was a big bungalow with a lot of rooms on the ground floor and first floor. I went to the room on the first floor where he asked me to come. I went inside and there was no one in the room.

Once I was in the room, I heard someone come inside the room and lock it from inside. I didn’t even turn back as I knew who it was.

Urvasi: Are you planning to make my husband lose his job?

He sat in a chair and was at a distance from me.

Yogesh: I will answer that, but before that, do what you promised me at the table.

This guy was evil. I turned slowly towards him as he was fixing a drink for himself. I started to unbutton the jacket. All the buttons were off and he now had a view of my beautiful navel through the transparent saree.

Yogesh: Remove the jacket completely and throw it to me.

I did as he said very slowly. The moment the jacket was off, he stood up from his chair in shock at what he was seeing. 70% of my upper body was for him to savor as my pallu was barely covering it. His eyes were staring all over my body.

Then I threw the jacket at him and he caught it and was walking towards me slowly. I was staring at the ground beneath me in shyness. The good thing among all of this was that I folded my pallu together to cover my cleavage so that he didn’t get a look of it through the transparent saree.

Now he was just a few centimeters away from me. I immediately turned back as I didn’t want him to stare at my tits. But by doing this, I was giving him a perfect view of my back, which only had a small string tied to my jacket. He would be enjoying the view.

Urvasi: I gave you what you wanted. Now, tell me what I asked you before.

He had put his finger on top of my bare back. Then I turned immediately towards him and his eyes immediately went towards my melons.

Urvasi: What are you doing?

Yogesh: You want a secret out of me and I will talk after you let me touch you. Trust me, I will only use my finger.

I was convinced as he was only going to use his finger and I really wanted to know what his plan was. So, I gave him consent. But I turned back again as I didn’t want him to savor my melons. He immediately put his finger just below my neck on my back and traced it down. Even though I was put in this kind of situation, I was really secretly enjoying this!

Then I closed my eyes and clenched my fist to control myself. His finger slowly tracked all the back down. Now it was on my right ass making circles and I couldn’t even control my moans.

Urvasi: Mmmm…Tell me what I asked.

He came near my ear, just standing at the back of me and started whispering in my ear –

Yogesh: So, next month, I will be promoted to the senior VP position.

He understood that I was slowly getting into his grasp. So he slowly started pressing my ass with his hand. It was so good that I didn’t want to stop him. I couldn’t control the pressure, so I rested my head backward on his shoulders.

His other hand started doing its magic as he placed it on my flat yet slightly chubby belly under the saree and was playing with my navel. Something had gotten into me, and even though I knew it was all wrong, I wouldn’t stop him. My husband’s enemy was now firmly pressing my ass cheeks and was saying his plan in my ear. But because of all the pleasure, I couldn’t hear a word.

I slowly turned towards him. Then I opened my eyes and they were filled with lust. I lost all my ethics and inhibitions by then. I was just standing there as an invitation to kiss me. But he had other plans. He just blended on his knees and slowly brushed aside the saree covering my navel, brought his face near my navel, and started to lick it. And that was it! The moment his tongue was inside my navel, I started to moan louder caught his hair, and dug his head inside my belly.

I can surely say he was an expert in this art of seduction. He was licking it beautifully and I could feel his saliva on my navel. I couldn’t control my balance as my legs were getting weak. So I took a couple of steps back and was now against a wall. I caught the window poles, raised my hands, and closed my eyes, tilting my head sideways. My breasts were heaving up and down with the heavy breaths that I was taking.

What a sight that should have been for him. A perfect figure girl, with her hands up exposing her bare forehands and clean shaved armpits. And with the saliva of a stranger glistering on her navel. But I knew what he wanted.

He came towards me, caught the pallu on my shoulders, and pulled it off. And now my pallu protecting my heavenly cleavage was on the ground. I knew he could see most of my perfect breasts now. Then I opened my eyes to see what he was doing, and he was staring at my armpit like a mad dog, and then his stare went to the mole on my right boob.

I knew no man on this planet could control after seeing me like this. Many would have already cummed by then. But this guy was different. He knew how to play with women. He slowly put his finger on the mole on my boobs and tracked it down slowly, and with the finger, he started to go down.

Once his finger was at my navel, he started to lick it again. This time, more vigorously. And also, he caught my big round ass with his two hands and was pressing his head into my belly. I was moaning very loudly and even he was getting crazy. As a result, he put his hand on my left boob and gave a firm press.

Urvasi: Ahhhh… mmmm….

He was now massaging my boob beautifully. I had already leaked and made myself wet. His grip on my boob was getting very firm, and he was trying to remove the jacket to expose my boob. I didn’t want to get naked in front of a stranger, so I removed his hand with mine. But he was very adamant as he bought it back immediately. This time, he was mauling my boob in his hand, doing all this while still licking my navel.

My legs were shaking, and I slowly opened my eyes to take a look at him. Oh my God, what a position I was in! My pallu dropped, my hair all messed up, below me his tongue clearly out and doing its magic, and his hand circling the nipples on my jacket, my boobs almost out of the jacket.

Then he did something. He tried to push his hand into my petticoat, and as his hand touched my upper panties, the alarm bells rang in my head. I suddenly understood what I was doing. I immediately pushed him and started to set myself up.

Urvasi: I should not have done this. This is very wrong.

He started to get up, seeing my reaction as he understood he had gone too far. Then I corrected my pallu back and was looking for my jacket to cover up my body. And then I saw it. Oh my God, his dick. It was huge! Even though it was inside his pants, I could trace it. I bet it would be more than 8 inches.

He understood where I was looking. He saw my look change, and lust started to creep into me again after seeing his monster.

Yogesh: If you want, you can touch it.

His words again brought me back to the world from the trance of looking at his monster.

Urvasi: This never happened, and will never happen again.

Saying this, I covered my body with the jacket and walked out of the room. But somewhere inside me, I knew this was not the last time I would see him, as I was still mesmerized by the sheer size of his tool. And the sad part was that all the things he said in my ears about his plan to destroy my husband, nothing registered as I was in his trance completely.

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Indeed, I did not stop after reaching to my first orgasm. I continued grinding her butt against my wet pussy. My hands were still holding her firmly while lying on her back, my feet rubbing against her soft soles and heels. I exploded with my second and third orgasm consequently.

Literally, I was shivering with excitement. Warm juices were seeping out of my pussy uncontrollably! I kept on lying on her back for a few more minutes. My oily breasts were pressed against her back and caught up my breasts. Surprisingly, yet not a single word of objection came from her after all this!

She was lying quietly with her eyes closed and a discrete smile as if she was enjoying the pleasure under the influence of alcohol. That gave me more confidence. I was getting ready to make my next move with advancement.

That was the time I had to take the ultimate risk, as she could suddenly react with anger. Again, thanks to the drink which made her so calm, I was making my advancement more easily. She made me so turned on that I had to take the risk, and I could not let her go.

Due to the intensity of my passion, I made myself ready to take the chance. I wanted to flip her. I wanted to fuck her brains out by grinding her pussy against mine by getting on top of her. Next, I composed myself to come out of any fear. I whispered very slowly in her ears to flip on her back, and she followed.

Her beautiful body was now lying between my legs, and she was now lying on her back. Her eyes opened slightly as if drunk but still conscious and having a naughty smile on her face! I got more and more turned on by looking at her. I grabbed the bottle of whisky from under the bed and drank a few sips.

I wanted to get myself a little high to enjoy the heights of pleasure and to gain more confidence. I filled my mouth with the whiskey and poured it on her pussy. I made her pussy all soaked with whiskey. I filled my mouth again with some more sips of whiskey.

I dropped on her bare breasts, making her breasts all soaked with the whiskey. Next, I put the whiskey bottle back in its place as hidden under the bed. I immediately buried my face into her pussy in a very bold manner! She shook her body a little with this sudden entry but got settled.

My tongue was darting deeply inside the folds of her pussy which was fully soaked with whiskey. My tongue got really busy doing its magic by lapping and stroking her clit. I was drilling inside her pussy and sucking and nibbling her clitoris every after a few seconds.

Literally, she was holding my head with intensity due to the violent strokes of my tongue. And my throbbing tongue was being deeply buried in her pussy, eating her vigorously. Soon, she was releasing her juices. My tongue started tasting her warm juices mixed with the whiskey flavour.

The tip of my tongue was exerting fire in her. I was stroking her clitoris from time to time. I was enjoying her juices oozing out of her pussy. Indeed, I ate her pussy for good ten minutes and made her exhausted. She reached her orgasms one after another and enjoyed multiple orgasms.

I did not stop. I wanted to eat her pussy to dry by sucking the very last drop of her juices. My hungry mouth was in desire to suck her pussy juices as much as I could. Her pussy juices were thick and salty. I was really enjoying that flavour mixed with the whiskey!

She was now a little alert and understood the scenario. But she did not say a word, rather enjoying. After eating her pussy until it got all dried with her juices sucked, I moved my face. My chin and my lips were all soaked with her juices. I started licking her belly.

I rolled my tongue on her thighs, her shapely legs, and her sexy feet. Then suddenly dropped myself on top of her. First, I sucked her breasts soaked with whiskey. Her perky nipples were in my mouth, and I was getting more and more wild.

I sucked her breasts well, perhaps more than anyone has ever sucked. She had never been fucked by a woman. But now she was realizing how passionate it could be. Then suddenly, I dropped myself by lying on top of her by grabbing her in my arms around.

My moist pussy was accurately resting on her pussy as grinding against each other. My perky breasts were crushing against hers. I wanted to fuck her badly and wildly. Next, my mouth was on her mouth, sucking her juicy lips. On and off, my tongue was sucking her tongue and vice versa.

I was drilling my tongue into her mouth and letting her suck it. Then sucked her tongue as if a dick in my mouth. My lower body was exerting pressure on her as our pussies were tightly grinding against each other. Soon our juices started flowing as the grinding of our pussies against each other was lighting fire in us.

The mixture of our juices caused due to the rubbing of our pussies was giving a very pleasurable feeling. It was making us more and more horny. I literally made her cum countless times. I reached to several orgasms myself. Indeed, I fucked her real good for long until we got exhausted.

Then I got off from her by lying next to her. We both were exhausted and running out of breath. She opened her eyes by recovering from her drunk mind and said, “Oh my gosh! You are something!” She kissed me on my lips.

Obviously, she must have enjoyed the intensity of orgasms she had with this new experience. She had never tried it so far. We remained in bed for some time and caught up some breaths. I was sharing my lesbian experiences with her, which was making her excited.

Then, she shared her stories about her college dorm and how she used to watch her lesbian roommate having sex with the girls. I was getting turned on by listening to her stories as she was a voyeur. We both got excited and turned on by listening to each other.

We fucked each other again for some more rounds. And this time, she ate my pussy for the very first time and made me cum few more orgasms. It was about to hit the evening time. We were glad that we explored each other and had a very good time together. No doubt we have become very intimate buddies now.

Then I departed, but before departing I discreetly put that whiskey bottle back to its place in the bar. At night in my bed, I was getting all wet just thinking about her and the way I fucked her. Uncontrollably my hands reached out to my pussy, and I ended up masturbating myself.

The next day in the afternoon, I got a text message from her to join her to go to that same gym together. I gladly accepted, and I went to her place. Then, later we drove to the gym in her car. In the gym, after having some workout and cardio, we hit the sauna, jacuzzi, and then the showers.

Since it was a very quiet afternoon in the gym, I took advantage of the jacuzzi. At one point, when she had extended one leg inside the jacuzzi, I immediately grabbed both legs and put them on my shoulders. Both her legs and thighs were resting on my shoulders.

I put one leg right between her thighs under the water and started touching her pussy. She gave me a naughty smile, and I continued working on her pussy by rubbing it with my toes. I could tell I was making her turn on and making her cum inside the jacuzzi.

I could not stop myself without sucking her wet toes in my mouth. And then, in a few minutes, I gave her a thrilling orgasm right in the jacuzzi!

Based on our intimacy and good chemistry, we became very close to each other. We enjoy sex on and off as she texts me whenever she has privacy. I hope this will continue for long as I find a good friend as well.

My manager Shweta mailed me a document for a special purpose she didn’t disclose. She informed me about a guest, an Irish man, an old professor, Ron. He was visiting a nearby university. He will stay in our hotel tomorrow and for the next 3 days.

Later, she came to my desk and explained to me the task in the meeting room alone. She chose me as I am young and beautiful. She explained to me how to perform intimate massages and much more in detail, also about the liking of the Professor, our roles etc.

I was quite nervous as it was my first time in the presence of Shweta. When done with intimate massages, I have done it very safely.

Shweta was a smart, beautiful woman in her late 40s with a curvy figure of 38D-32-38. She was married and had two adult kids.

And I am Neelam. I am a newly joined trainee at 26 years old with a 32B-28-34 figure size. Shweta mam was strict and often assigned me some work-related tasks, but this was a little intimate.

Generally, Shweta rarely calls for such sessions because of the hotel’s reputation. But for a few high-profile clients and good money, we don’t deny it.

I knocked at his room door. My duty was over, and he opened the door. He was an old, round, fat man with a big white beard. He was talking on the phone and holding a wine glass in his hand.

He was standing in a white towel robe. He disconnected the phone and got on the side. “Hello, Miss!” He said politely as I entered the room and I greeted him. He closed the door and hugged me. He was smelling great.

“You look like a lovely young lady. Where is Shweta?”

“She’ll be here in 5 minutes,” I said.

He kept his hand on my waist. Before proceeding, he asked me the rules, ‘dos and don’ts,’ which I am comfortable with. Shweta already had explained to me. Same I explained to him and he agreed.

Soon, Shweta came, and she locked the door. I opened the flexible massage table stand on all four legs and put a towel on it for Ron’s comfort.

Before he was about to take off his robe, he asked, “Shweta, can I see you and Neelam in my favourite outfit.”

“Yeah, sure, I am wearing it underneath.” she smiled.

“Then you should show me.” He said.

Shweta handed me a packet and asked me to change it in the bathroom. I went inside the bathroom and opened the packet. It was a sexy, tiny maid costume. It was a big surprise for me.

I removed my dress and wore it. I didn’t expect to look like that, but it was a hot slutty outfit. As I entered the room, Shweta was already standing in heels and the same outfit. Her official dress was off. Ron was holding her in his arms.

She was looking totally sexy whore with her big hips exposed in a tiny black thong panty. I never thought her hips would be so massive. Shweta and Professor looked at me, and he got excited.

“Aaah.. what a young, sexy maid. Come here, sweetie.”

I went close to him, and he kissed my hand.

“I am very lucky today.” Saying that he kissed Shweta and my shoulder.

Shweta opened Ron’s robe and rubbed his nude belly and chest.

“Let’s start the massage, naughty professor.”

Ron was a gentleman, and he lay face down on the table. Shweta began to massage his back and neck with oil and I did his feet. Shweta massaged his ass, and he moaned as she spanked her oily huge bum.

Her spanks were hard, and noise filled the room. She spanked him more than 10 times.

“Naughty professor, here is your reward.” Like an evil BDSM mistress, she made his ass cheek red.

“Alright, turn.”

As he turned, we can see his hard thick penis. It was fully erect with glowing with precum.

“Ooh, someone is enjoying our hands deeply.”

“Hu hu, oh yeah, can’t wait to feel your hands on the front side.”

Saying that Ron’s hand squeezed Shweta’s ass and moved more inside the buttcrack. Shweta was rubbing his huge chest.

“Feels like you are too wet and need my tongue,” Ron murmured.

“Yeah, but not before teasing your hard-on.”

I came up and started massaging his chest, and his nipples were quite erect. His big hands were hovering all over my ass and thighs. His eyes were semiclosed, and he was enjoying pleasure.

“You are too hard. Let’s shift some pleasure down here.”

It was the main part I needed to learn as I needed to repeat the same later. She took her balls in her right hand and cock in her left with her fingers tightly wrapped around it.

“Oh girl…aahh, your strong fingers feel great there.” Ron shivered as Shweta held her cock.

She was squeezing his shaft and massaging gently up and down right up to the cock head, pulling and pushing it while cupping and squeezing his balls.

“Oh, Shweta, you drive me crazy.” Ron moaned.

“Honey, Come sit on my face. I can’t wait.”

She left his cock and went near his face, “You naughty professor, Come smell my cunt.”

He moved his head slowly near her cunt, and his nose was there.

“How’s the smell?” Shweta teased.

“Amazing, would love to lick your juices,” Ron said.

“I am not finished playing with your cock yet. So you better smell my pussy.”

She pulled her thong down, and he stared at her spread thighs and showed him the hairy pussy. I saw her wet juices spot in the middle of her panty. She put her panties on the Professor’s nose, and it covered his entire face.

“Close your eyes and keep smelling it,” she ordered.

She returned and held her cock head tightly and circled it in her fist.

“Well, Professor, you are a little perv, so I got a punishment for you.”

She held her shaft tight, gave some tapping of fingers on his big tight cockhead a few times and then she hit a few slaps on the cockhead for like 5 minutes. Every time she did that, he shivered, and intensity increased.

Sometimes slapping it from the front cockhead and sometimes from the back cockhead. She was harsh and rough. Then she took a small metal rod that was on the table. It had round groves on the entire length and head. She lubed it well.

She inserted it in the middle of the erect cock and slowly and gently inserted it into his cock opening. He shivered as it went midway, and soon, the rod disappeared there. She pressed and cupped his balls while it was inside. She did it up and down, and he shivered more with moaning.

“So you want to feel me against your face.” Shweta teased him.

“Huh.”

“Ok, Neelam, you take care of his cock.”

I held his cock tightly and pressed it more, and Ron shivered. Shweta placed the metal rod back on the table.

“Listen, Ron. I need a good fucking licking, understood?” Shweta orders like some BDSM mistress.

“Yes, mistress, hop on”

She swings her leg on Ron’s face and gets it between her meaty cunt and commanding thighs.

Now I can see only her big ass and Ron’s face hidden the other way. When she did “uff”, I understood that Ron’s tongue pierced her pussy.

“Yeah, suck my fucking clit” Shweta yelled.

I was also super wet.

“Yeah, slurp every drop. Yes, like that. Hmmm,” Shweta moaned heavily.

Ron squeezed her ass harder in his hands. I held Ron’s cock and slapped her head, and tightly shook his cockhead to make him cum. His precum was everywhere my fingers were also wet.

“Yeah….go on, fucking lick it with the nasty tongue,” she hissed.

She was savagely fucking his face, suffocating him while staring deep in his eyes. Grasping his shaft firmly, I pumped it up and down my cock, and Shweta continued to straddle his face.

“Yeah, eat my slutty pussy.”

Those nasty chats were making me more horny. Now she was shaking her ass more, buckling her hips, and she moaned.

“Oh, god, yes, professor..yes, I’m going to cum.”

I understood she cummed in his mouth.

Shweta sighed, relaxing from her orgasm. I kept jerking him, and he shivered with the first spurt of his cum blasted, shot high and down on his belly and thighs. Soon, it was oozing and much got stuck on my hand.

I rubbed it gently on his balls and shaft. Shweta was still sitting on his face and watching it with her face turned to cock. She got up from his face and asked me to wipe my hands cum on his balls.

“Professor, Are you done?” Shweta giggled while asking.

He couldn’t speak with Shweta’s pussy in his mouth. She giggled more.

“Poor man.”

I was staring at his cock closely as it ceased to leak cum.

Slowly the erectness subsided, but his cockhead became big and really sensitive. Shweta me to touch the cock head with an encircled finger.

He shivered and moaned again.

“Yeah, my naughty professor, you aren’t free still.” She laughed.

I cupped his balls to comfort him more.

Shweta got down from his face, and he was lying silent. She slapped his cock head a few times, and he shivered on every slap. He felt bad for him. She asked me to change and leave the dress in the bathroom and leave the room. I did the same.

I changed immediately and took the massage table and left the room in a hurry. In between, Ron thanked me. He was shifted onto the bed and lying nude. Shweta was talking to him and saw her rubbing his chest.

Shweta never discussed that incident again. If you like my story, do mail me reviews, your incidents, etc, at [email protected].