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Hi All. Please read the first part to know how Kanishka seduced Divya and made her into a lesbian. What happened next when their hubbies saw them both having lesbian sex?

Divya and I started cuddling with each other and started from the beginning. We didn’t notice the time. Suddenly the door opened, and we were in the 69 position licking each other’s pussies. Both our husbands saw us nude. We both covered ourselves with the bedsheet, and the hubbies went outside.

We dressed and came out of the room. Our hubbies were waiting in the area where we had our tea in the evening. We didn’t know what to do or how to face them. Though I have been a regular lesbian with my neighbour aunty, Dinesh wasn’t aware of it to date.

I wasn’t sure how he was going to react to it and a similar thought was running through Divya’s mind as well. We went near them and sat there. None of us spoke anything for a minute. It was Sarath who first started speaking.

Sarath (Divya’s Hubby): Let’s go inside our rooms and discuss. I’m not feeling comfortable discussing it here.

Dinesh (My hubby): Sarath, I understand your frustration. I’m as frustrated as you. But we have seen each other’s wife’s body completely. We need to discuss it when both of them are here to know the truth.

Sarath: That makes sense. So ladies, tell us what the fuck happened over there?

Dinesh: Is it because we weren’t satisfying you?

Sarath: Or you have been born lesbians and forced to marry us?

Dinesh: How many such lesbian partners or affairs do you guys have?

They kept asking back-to-back questions. I couldn’t keep calm anymore.

Kanishka: Guys, can you stop treating us like whores who will have sex with any and everyone in the world? We just did it with love. Yes, I have been a lesbian since my college days, and I tried it with Divya. She also fell for it.

Divya: Yes, I’m new to lesbian, and I have been loyal to you so far, Sarath. But you are treating me like I have multiple affairs. It’s just lesbian we did and not even with another man.

Kanishka: Dinesh, you could get angry if I had been sleeping with Sarath or Sarath could get angry if Divya was sleeping with you. Nothing like that happened.

Dinesh and Sarath looked at each other but smiled a little. Looks like they both were thinking the same.

Dinesh and Sarath:  What if?

Kanishka and Divya: What?

Dinesh and Sarath: What if we do it the way Kanishka mentioned?

Kanishka and Divya: As in, we sleep with each other? Have you guys gone mad or what?

Dinesh took Kanishka aside and started discussing.

Dinesh: Kanish, we have been discussing how bad our sex life was the last few years. That’s why we came for this 2nd honeymoon. How about we make it better by having a swap?

Kanishka: But what’s the need to do it, Dinesh?

Dinesh: There is no need, dear. Actually, both me and Sarath saw each of our spouses’ bodies completely. And we want to give the same pleasure to you also.

Kanishka: Pleasure? So you guys were not angry at us?

Dinesh: No, dear. We were acting. We just planned it while we were waiting for you girls to come outside. Luckily, even before we started the conversation, you initiated it, and it became easy for us.

Kanishka: Idiot, I got tense. I’m sure that childish Divya would have also been frightened.

Dinesh: Yeah, but not anymore. See how she is talking with Sarath and smiling. I think she already said yes to this idea. Now it’s up to you, dear.

Kanishka: I’m not sure about it, Dinesh. What if this comes as a hurdle between us in the future?

Dinesh: I can promise you I won’t do any such things. Also, you heard Divya’s moans in the afternoon. How much he kept mentioning Sarath’s name. I’m sure you also would like to be treated that way.
Kanishka: I enjoyed her moans. But that doesn’t mean I want to be fucked by him.

Dinesh: But I really wanted to fuck Divya.

Kanishka: Oh, so you have your eyes on her, and that’s why you threatened me? You are using me as a scapegoat to satisfy yourself?

Dinesh: No, dear. Nothing like that. Let’s stop this conversation here.

Kanishka: (Smiles loudly) I also know to threaten you, Dinesh. I’m not only dominating in bed. I hope you know that.

Dinesh: Bitch, I got a little frightened. Now let’s go to them and check what they have decided.

By the time we went to the other table, Divya and Sarath were making fun of each other. We went and sat.

Divay and Sarath:  So, what have you guys decided? It’s green from us.

Kanishka and Dinesh: Same here, guys. We are also good.

Sarath:  When do we start?

Kanishka: Should we look at an auspicious time to do these things? Let’s start now.

Sarath:  Now, here?

Kanishka: Anyways, you guys have got liquor. Start with it. We will order some snacks, have our dinner and then head to our rooms as in with opposite couples of course.

The guys started their drinks, and I (Kanishka) sat next to Sarath, and Divya sat next to Dinesh. After the 1st drink, Sarath kept his right hand on my left thigh and started to caress it slowly. I was a little shy at first to do it in front of my hubby. So I didn’t do anything.

But he took my hands and kept it on his thighs near his cock. I started to rub it slowly to and fro. After a minute, I saw Dinesh and Divya kissing each other. I couldn’t wait any longer. I, too, started kissing Sarath. He was a good kisser, and his hands started going all over my body.

I saw that a waiter was coming with our food. I separated from Sarath and signalled Dinesh too. We had our dinner. The guys had 2 more rounds of drinks and headed towards the room.

I got up first and took Sarath to our room. Then Dinesh and Divya went to the other room. Once inside, I started to force myself onto Sarath and kissed him madly. The whiskey smell from his mouth was making me extra horny. Then, as usual, I ripped apart his shirt and saw his hairy chest.

I forced my face into a hairy chest and started to suck his nipples. He lowered his hands and moved my tops up, started to press my boobs over my bra. Then within seconds, he unhooked my bra and held my boobs in his hands and was pressing it hard.

Kanishka: Sarath, I prefer to be dominant with my hubby.

Sarath: Same here, Kanishka. I dominate my wife in bed. I think we are made for each other.

Once I let go of his chest, he removed my t-shirt and bra completely. I was standing half-naked in front of another guy, and his shirt was wide open. I pushed myself closer to him and crushed my boobs on his chest. Then he started to suck my lips. We both wanted to show each other who was more dominant.

We sucked madly at each other’s lips and were biting it. I chewed his lower lips, whereas he was playing with my upper lips. Now, I removed his shirt completely and started to scratch his back with my nails like a tigress. It ignited him more, and he started to bite my lips much harder.

My hands went down to his pants and unbuttoned him. Then I inserted my hands straight into his pants and held his cock. It was the same length as Dinesh but it was thicker. I know I will have a good feast today. I started to crush his balls and stroke his cock. He was getting restless, and he pushed me away.

Now he came closer to me, opened my jeans panty and knelt. He started to lick my pussy vigorously. He inserted one of his fingers into my asshole while licking my pussy. This was a different experience for me. I started to push his head much closer to my pussy.

I couldn’t continue standing, so I lifted one leg and kept it on the bed, which made him easily lick my pussy. He continued licking me in that position for 10 minutes, and he also couldn’t kneel further. So he pushed me onto the bed and removed my pants completely.

Then he kept his mouth in my pussy and made me put my legs on his shoulders. It was easy for him to open the pussy more. This went on for another 15 minutes, and I had cum 2 times already. When he got up, I wanted to show my dominance.

I pushed him to the bed, held his balls with my hands and started to suck his thick cock. I licked it for a few minutes. Then I would suck it for a few minutes then I would circle with my tongue on the tip. It made him go crazy, and he wanted me to take his entire cock in my mouth.

But I was not going to do what he wanted me to. So I kept sucking, licking as I wanted. I could smell the pre cum from his cock and knew he was going to release his cum. At this moment, I crushed his balls so hard and, at the same time, gulped his entire cock in my mouth.

He couldn’t hold on anymore and released his entire cum in my mouth. I kept crushing his balls even after he released the cum. He was dancing like a snake, unable to move. I know I have succeeded in showing him who is more dominant.

We rested for 10 minutes, and then I started to masturbate his cock. Once his cock became harder, I told him that I would ride him first. He obeyed me like a good student, and I applied some saliva to his cock and sat on it. Women could feel the difference between a thin and thick cock going inside.

I felt it that day. His cock was making my pussy much wider. I was on cloud 9. I kept moving up and down. My 34D boobs were bouncing up and down. He will occasionally try to get up to press them. But I told him to lie down and let me enjoy myself fully.

After 10 minutes of fucking him, I was exhausted and asked him to fuck me in the doggy position. This time, he took control and held my hair and started to fuck me from back.

“Sarath, go deeper. Yeah yeah. That’s it. Go faster and much deeper.” I’m sure my hubby in the next room must be hearing my moans. I moaned loudly. I wanted to show my hubby that it was he who wanted to taste Divya. But I was also enjoying it.

After 5 minutes of fucking in the doggy position, we exchanged positions. We did it in a standing position for another 5 minutes. Later he released his entire cum into my pussy, and then we laid down on the bed.

Sarath:  Did you like it, Kanishka?

Kanishka: Yes, Sarath. Completely.

Sarath:  You look so soft from the outside, but you are a monster in bed, Kanishka.

Kanishka: Yeah, I know. I like to dominate in bed. Let it be men or women. That’s how I convinced your wife, Divya, for lesbian sex.

Then Sarath poured a drink and had it. After a few minutes, we came out of the room and went to my room. My hubby and Divya also had finished their round and were lying naked. Once we went inside, Divya tried to cover her with a bed sheet.

Kanishka: Everyone here has seen other people’s bodies. What’s there to cover Divya?

Sarath:  That’s correct, Divya. Let’s stay naked.

Saying this, me and Sarath also removed our dresses. What happened next? To will be continued in the next part. For any reviews or comments, do mail me at [email protected]. Any woman from Bangalore or nearby Madurai can mail me for real fun, too.

Ab aage:-

Chinki ne ek raat Ravi se chudai karwate hue kaha: Wo ladki hai na jo aati hai shop pe.

Thoda detail mein batane se Ravi bolta hai: Haa main samajh gaya.

Aage Chinki bolti hai: Uska figure bahut acha hai, gori hai, aur sabse khaas hai uske boobs, jo baahar ki aur nikle hue hai.

Ravi kehta hai: Haa wo bahut zyada mast lagti hai. Boobs ke beech ke gali, aur uska sab kuch perfect hai.

Chinki Ravi se uska naam poochti hai to pata chalta hai uska naam Sanchita tha, aur wo ek Bengali ladki thi.

Chinki bolti hai: Roleplay karte hai na Sanchita ke naam se.

Fir Ravi Chinki ko Sanchita samajh ke khoob chodta hai. Us raat dono ne 3 round chudai ki, aur Chinki badi khush thi ki Ravi aur Avinash dono ab usko poora sukh de rahe the chudai ka.

Jab bhi sanchita unki dukan pe aati thi, dono Chinki aur Ravi ek-doosre ko ishare se kuch kuch bolte rehte the, aur Sanchita ko bhi kuch-kuch samajh aa jata tha. Jab Sanchita dukan se chali gayi, to Chinki ne Ravi ka lund pant ke upar se hi pakad liya aur boli-

Chinki: Wow, kitna bada ho gaya hai.

To Ravi ne kaha ki Sanchita ke boobs usko bahut pasand the.

Chinki ne kaha: Sanchita ke boobs 36″ ke honge, aur uski ungli bhi bahut sundar hai.

Uski dressing jeans pant aur ek t-shirt jiske upar ke 2 button khule hue the. Jisme se uske boobs ke sath boobs ke beech ke gali bhi dikh jati thi.

Chinki ne Ravi se kaha: Agar aap ko mile to sex karoge na Sanchita ke sath?

To Ravi bola: Haa par Chinki tum khud pataogi, aur mera lund uski chut mein apne hath se daalogi tab.

Chinki boli: Main koshish karungi Sanchita se dosti karne ki.

Aur kuch dino mein wo Sanchita se dosti bhi kar leti hai. Ek din Sunday ko Sanchita Ravi aur Chinki ke ghar aati hai. Chinki Sanchita ko ache-ache khaane ki items bana ke khilati hai. Wo dono mil kar kaafi baatein karti hai.

Sanchita ko bahut acha laga Chinki ke sath, aur wo ab aur khul ke baatein karne lagi. Baat karte-karte unka topic husband ke upar aa jata hai. Dono apne husband ki baatein share karne lagti hai.

Fir Chinki ke muh se nikal gaya: Raat ko Ravi to sone hi nahi dete hai.

Ye sun ke Sanchita ne muskurate hue kaha: Mere wala to month mein 2 baar se zyada karta hi nahi hai.

Dono hasti hai. Chinki ko ab Sanchita ko aur besharam banana tha ki wo sex ki sab baat karne lage. Chinki ne apni almirah kholi aur apne kapde ke collection ke sath hi nightwear, bra net wali, babydoll nightie wagaira dikhane lagi aur boli ki mere husband Ravi ko ye sab bahut pasand hai.

Wo ab Sanchita ko bhi try karne bolne lagi. Sath hi boli ki uske figure mein to ye dress babydoll wali bahut sexy lagegi. Sanchita ne aakhir ek babydoll try karne ke liye haa kar di, aur usne apni top utaar di. Chinki Sanchita ke boobs dekhti reh gayi. 36″ ke nukeele boobs aur fir Sanchita ne apni jeans-pant bhi utaar di.

Wo bas ek white normal panty aur bra pehne hui thi, par uska figure to bawaal tha. Chinki ne khud Sanchita ki bra bhi khol di, aur sath hi panty bhi.

Kyunki babydoll dress mein alag se panty bra nahi pehni jati, aur fir Sanchita ne wo babydoll dress pehan li.

Sanchita ki chut mein moti wali panty thi, jo uski chut ki faank mein ghus gayi thi. Bra to aisi ke pehni ya nahi ek hi baat thi, bilkul transparent.

Chinki bolti hai Sanchita se: Tum to bilkul mast dikh rahi ho. Kya mast figure hai.

Aur uske boobs ko dabate hue boli: Ravi agar tumhe dekh le na, to wo tumhe bina chode maanega nahi.

Sanchita bol padi: Mere husband to dekh ke bhi kuch nahi karte.

Fir Chinki boli: Ravi ko dikhau, wo baahar ke room mein hi hai.

To Sanchita ne mana kiya par Chinki nahi maani. Ravi jaise hi andar aaya, aur Sanchita ko dekha, wo dekhta hi reh gaya, aur uske muh se nikla –

Ravi: Sanchita, kya ye tum ho?

Chinki boli Ravi se: Lag rahi hai na mast meri friend?

Ravi bola: Haa sach mein bahut hot and sexy ho tum Sanchita.

Ye sun ke Sanchita sharam se apna muh neeche kar leti hai, aur Ravi uske paas jaale uske chehre ko upar karke lip kiss kar deta hai. Sanchita ne koi response nahi diya.

Par Ravi ab kiss karte hue uske boobs ko jo usko pehle se hi pasand the, hatho mein lekar daba deta hai. Sanchita ke muh se “Aah, dard ho raha hai” nikal gaya.

Ravi ne fir Sanchita ko bed pe litaya aur uski babydoll dress ko hath se upar kiya, aur nange boobs baahar ki aur aa gaye. Ravi Sanchita ke ek boob ko choosne laga, aur doosre boob ko hath se dabane laga. Uske boobs ke nipple ko wo apni jeebh se choos raha tha.

Sanchita ko sex kam mil paata tha apne pati se, isliye wo jaldi hi Chinki aur Ravi ke jaal mein fasti chali gayi. Ravi ab dono boobs ko adal-badal ke choos raha tha, aur apna chehra dono boobs ke beech laa kar masal raha tha.

Ravi ne ab net wali panty ke dori bhi khol di, aur panty alag ho kar neeche gir gayi. Fir wo Sanchita ke pairon ke beech aaya, aur muh chut mein laga kar choosne laga. Wo chut ke andar tak jeebh daal ke chusayi kar raha tha.

Sanchita bhi Ravi ke sar pe dono hath rakh ke chut chatwa rahi thi, aur apni chut ka paani pila rahi thi. 10 se 15 minute tak chut choosne ke baad wo khud bhi nanga ho jata hai, aur Sanchita ke upar aa jata hai.

Ab sanchita aur Ravi dono nange the, aur Ravi body to body massage dene laga. Sanchita ka hath Ravi ke lund pe lag chuka tha, aur wo lund ko mutthi mein lekar hilane lagi.

Ravi ye dekh Sanchita ke muh ke paas apna lund kar deta hai, aur Sanchita us lund ko muh mein le kar choosne lagti hai, aur jeebh baahar karke lund ki gotiyon ko bhi chaatne lagi.

To be continued…

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This series is a sequel to ‘Anita’s Family Incest Treasures.’

All characters are introduced to make it easy for readers to identify. The list is given below.

Anita Deepa – Rahul’s wife
Anita’s hubby – Atul Deepa’s mom – Renu
Anita’s Son – Sachin Deepa’s dad – Subbu
Anita’s mom – Rekha Deepa’s brother – Rohit
Anita’s dad – Arun
Anita’s aunt – Pratyusha (Rekha’s sister)
Anita’s Uncle – Sunil (Pratyusha’s hubby)
Anita’s cousin – Rahul (Pratyusha’s son)
Anita’s mother-in-law – Sushma
Sushma’s daughter – Vani
Vani’s hubby -Ravi
Vani’s daughter – Divya

Rohit and Subbu were very excited. Rohit was already imagining fucking Divya’s tight, teenage pussy. Subbu was over the moon. He was visualizing fucking three-generation pussies, alternately. Subbu was imagining Sushma, Vani, and Divya were lying with their legs spread on the bed.

He was fucking each pussy for a few minutes and changing to another. Rohit and Subbu were discussing about their fantasies. Subbu told his son about his chikkamma Sudha. How Sushma, Vani and Divya resembled her at different stages of Sudha’s life.

The doorbell chimed. Sachin ran to his Mom, and his Dad hugged him. Anita kissed and ruffled his hair and listened to him. He excitedly narrated the fun he had at the school picnic.

Divya knew how excited all the men were. They all missed her expert sucking and energetic fucking. She smiled at Rohit and Subbu and their tents and asked them how they were.

Renu still could not believe that the innocent-looking Divya fucked so wildly. Divya was in a T shirt and leggings. She looked like any beautiful teenage girl. Only her seductive walk, smile and very well-developed body were the indications that she was not innocent, but she was a fucking expert.

Divya walked to her Dad and kissed him passionately while looking at Rohit and Subbu.

Divya cooed, “Dad darling, did you miss me?”

Vani laughed and said, “More than anyone else. He imagines you while fucking other lusty women.”

Divya slapped Ravi playfully and said in mock anger. “Then, why didn’t you come over to the other house and fuck me? I know you are addicted to Renu aunty and forgot me.”

Ravi laughed and said, “Let us see if you will remember your Dad after Rohit and Subbu start fucking you.”

Rohit and Subbu could not hear what they were talking about. But their glances at them and naughty smiles excited them. Anita clapped and said, “Now, Sachin will tie Rakhi to Divya, and please bless them.”

Everyone joined, clapping and blessed them. Sachin was very happy when Divya fed sweet to him. Sachin hugged Divya and said, “I love you, Akka,” and gifted her an envelope. Inside was a greeting card and one thousand rupees.

Divya smiled and said, “Sachin, this is the most precious gift. Thank you very much.” Sachin and Divya then started playing carrom.

Anita gestured to others to leave them alone. When they sat in the hall, she said, “Sachin will stay here today and tomorrow. He is a kid and too young to be exposed to our fucking activities. So, please fuck in bedrooms and lock doors. We will all dress decently, like before all these fucking marathons started.”

Everyone agreed except Rohit. Rohit complained, “How can I flirt with Divya? I am very impatient.” Vani laughed and said, “Do you think Divya will spread her legs easily? She will make you sweat and work hard.”

Rohit looked at Anita, pointed to his hard-on, and said,” Akka, please help me and give me tips and guide me.”

Anita said, “Divya loves chocolates and short dresses. Woo her with gifts.”

Vani said, “Now, a few more rakhis are pending. Amma, you have to tie Rakhi to Subbu, and Renu has to tie to Anita’s Dad.”

Anita said, “Yes, let us complete it. I will stay with Divya and Sachin. You all can go to the bedroom and complete the ritual.”

They went to the Master bedroom, which had a huge bed. Deepa and Rohit were excited to watch their parents kissing partners passionately. They undressed their parents, Sushma and Arun.

Renu was no longer shy as she tied Rakhi to Arun and said, “Anna, I love you so much. I will do anything for you.” Arun smiled, biting the sweet offered by Renu, smeared with her pussy juice, and said, “I know, darling Tangi, I will also do anything for you also.”

Sushma tied Rakhi to Subbu, kissed him, and fed him sweetly. Arun and Subbu gave money to their sisters, and the sisters accepted money with their pussies.
Sushma smiled and said, “Anna, I want to give you a gift. You can fuck me in my ass.”

Subbu was shocked and said,” No darling, I don’t want to hurt you.” Deepa laughed and said,” Dad, when Sushma aunty is in the mood, grab the offer.”
Renu and Arun were lost in their world. Kissing passionately, Renu was saying,” Anna, I love you.”

Arun was mauling and sucking her tits. Subbu was excited but was also worried. Rohit said, “Dad, don’t hesitate. See, Sushma aunty is bending and spreading her ass cheeks, inviting you.” Renu looked at them, and she was horrified. She said, “Subbu dear, don’t do it. Don’t hurt Sushma Akka.”

Deepa said, “Amma, don’t worry. I have seen Sushma aunty fuck in the ass many times,” and applied coconut oil in Sushma’s ass hole and poured oil on her Dad’s cock. She pushed her Dad’s cock in Sushma’s ass hole.

Subbu did not hesitate. He was quite excited and slowly pushed his cock into Sushma’s tight hole. Sushma moaned and cried slightly as Subbu’s cock slowly travelled in her hole.

Renu was worried and said, “See, she is in pain, Subbu, please remove.”

Sushma smiled and said, “Renu, when Subbu fucked you first, was it not painful? The first few seconds of pain are worth the pleasure later. Subbu, don’t worry, slowly fuck for a few minutes, then you can fuck normally.”

Deepa lay between her Mom and Sushma and spread her legs, and her brother Rohit started fucking her. Renu reached orgasm as she saw Subbu fucking Sushma’s ass and her kids fucking.

Divya looked at Sachin, who was engrossed in cartoon playing. She asked Anita in a low voice, “Is it fair? You are all enjoying and leaving with me with Sachin for babysitting. Not that I mind, I love Sachin a lot, but why am I kept out?”

Anita was surprised and said, “But you are not left out, my Dad is fucking you daily. Your Dad daily fucks you after the office before coming home. Rahul and Atul will also visit you. How can you say you are ignored?”

Divya said, “But I am missing all the fun here. Why are you hesitating to include me?”

Anita said, “We are worried how Renu will react, she thinks you are a small child. You are right. I saw Rohit and Subbu are already fucking you in their minds. But tease Rohit, lead him on but don’t give your pussy easily.”

Divya said, “But you know, I will get super horny very fast.”

Anita said, “Tomorrow, my parents will take Sachin back. Then, you can start your seduction.” Then, they discussed what and how it is to be done.

Sachin fell asleep watching cartoons, and Anita carried him to the bedroom and they slept there.

The next day morning, Sachin left with Rekha and Arun, his grandparents. Sachin was a little sad to leave Divya, but he was missing his school and his friends. There was an awkward silence.

On normal days, all would remove cloths and start having fun. Now, Divya was there. She was not familiar with Renu, Subbu and Rohit, though they knew Divya was fucking as much as others.

Divya laughed and said, “Come on, folks, relax. Enjoy like before, don’t bother about me. The only conditions are I won’t be naked until I am ready, and I will be comfortable. Renu Aunty’s family, except Deepa, should fuck in bedrooms. I think Rohit and Subbu’s uncle should be dressed when I am around. Amma and Ammamma, what do you think?”

Sushma laughed and said, “Divya, fair enough. Since you saw us all fucking, there is no point in acting shy. Rohit, Subbu can fuck others in bedrooms. While you three are dressed, I think you can still suck, lick and have fun. You three can join when you are comfortable.”

Rohit and Subbu shouted, “We are ready now.” Everyone laughed, and Renu said, embarrassed, “My God, Subbu, I didn’t expect this from you. Divya is still a child. How can you be so shameless? Rohit, when will you learn to be responsible? You have to win Divya’s confidence with love.”

Sunil laughed and said, pulling Renu’s saree, “Let your son woo Divya. I can’t wait. I want you.” Renu protested as Sunil almost tore off her blouse, bra and petticoat. Renu said, “What are you doing? Divya is still here; she told our family should fuck in bedrooms.”

Divya said, “No, aunty. That rule was for Rohit and Subbu uncle. I am eager to see Sunil uncle fuck you.”

Divya pulled down Sunil’s shorts and started licking his cock. She said, “Amma, Akka, what are you all waiting for? Get into action.” Renu was submerged in shame and lust as Divya watched. Sunil was mauling Renu’s big tits.

Other couples followed suit. Ravi-Sushma, Anita-Rohit, Subbu-Deepa, and Pratyusha-Rahul got into action. Rohit and Subbu took their partners to bedrooms to fuck when their women were horny, wet and wanted to fuck.

After one round, Rohit presented Divya’s favourite chocolates and sexy lingerie. Divya thanked him and kissed him on the cheek. When Rohit tried to hug and kiss her, she pushed him away.

Subbu gave perfume and a rose to Divya. She accepted, thanked him, hugged him and kissed him on the lips. Both were stunned.

Subbu laughed and said, “Rohit, it looks like you are going to lose the race.”
Divya also laughed and said, “Don’t be sure, uncle. This is round one only.”

Rohit was like Mary’s little lamb, following her, trying to impress her with jokes and flattery. He kept praising her beauty, hair and complexion. Divya smiled and said, “You don’t like my boobs?”

Rohit gulped and said, “How can I praise what I don’t see?” Divya bent and flashed her fabulous cleavage. Rohit gulped and said, “My God, Divya, awesome. Your melons look as big as your Mom’s. So beautiful. Can I touch them?”

Only Renu was there in the hall, watching TV. Others were busy either fucking or in the kitchen. Divya laughed and said, “Why don’t you touch your wife’s?” pointing to Renu.

Renu was chatting with Raj and telling him about Divya and how her son was struggling to impress Divya. Raj typed, “Very simple. Make him fuck you in front of her. She will melt.”

Renu said, “Hmm, it may backfire.”

Raj said, “Don’t worry. Give your mobile to Divya and fuck Rohit.”

Renu walked over to her son and pulled him by hand, “If Divya wants to see you suck my boobs, let us do it.” And gave her mobile to Divya and told her to chat with Raj.

Divya: Hi, uncle, how are you?

Raj: Hi, Darling. Do you remember me?

Divya: Haha, how can I forget you? Not a day passes without all the women talking about you. Anita and Sushma talk about the fan mail and reply to them.

Raj: Ok, it seems all fucking schedules are over, except your fucking Rohit and his Dad.

Divya: Yes, uncle.

Raj: Why the delay?

Divya: Anita told me to tease and frustrate Rohit for some time. She told me not to spread my legs easily for him. I overheard Sushma and my Mom talking. They are thinking if I should marry Rohit when we are ready, after a few years. Sushma said that I would be very happy, I need not go to a strange household.

Raj: Yes, I think it is a good idea, but you should like the boy also. I know Rohit must be head over heels in love with you.

Divya: Haha, yes. He is trying his best to impress me with gifts and chocolates. I am teasing and leading him on.

Raj: What is the fucking scene?

Divya: Since Renu Aunty’s family knows that I am fucking all men, all are fucking like before. Only Rohit, his Dad and I are not naked. When they fuck, they go to the bedroom. When I fuck, I also go to the bedroom. Otherwise, it is like before.

Raj: When do you plan to fuck them?

Divya: I think Sushma will fix a muhurta to get me married to them once I say ok.

Raj: Are you not horny and tempted?

Divya: Oh God, you don’t know how horny and wet I am. With great difficulty I am keeping them at a distance. Now, Renu and her son are naked, and he is sucking her. She is looking at me and, purposely, moaning loudly to make me hot.

Divya: I am hot, my pussy is very wet. Now, he is licking her and mauling her tits.

Raj: Are you going to get fucked?

Divya: Yes, I will go to Dad. Hmmm, now they are in the 69 position. Renu aunty is looking at me, smiling and sucking him. I can’t wait. I will go to Dad, but I want to fuck while watching them.
Raj: Why don’t you?

Divya: My Mom is arranging to get us married tomorrow. I don’t want Rohit or his Dad to see me naked until marriage.

Raj: Hmm, you can cover yourself and Dad with a blanket. They won’t see your fucking. They will see the movement of the blanket.

Divya: Wow, Raj uncle, you are a genius. Yes, I will bring Dad and a blanket. I will ping later.

When Divya looked for her Dad, he was licking Anita. Divya told him what she wanted. Anita laughed and said, “I was wondering how you have been controlling for so long. Come, let us go.”

When they went back, Rohit was already fucking his Mom. Rohit’s jaw dropped when he saw Anita, Ravi, and Divya approach. Divya was in a short gown, and Anita and Ravi were naked. Anita said, “Divya is too horny to control. She wants to get fucked by her Dad but under a blanket. I came to enjoy the show.”

Rohit’s fucking speed increased as he saw Divya lay on her back and her Dad lay on top of her and started kissing her. Anita covered them with a blanket. Divya said, “Dad darling, I am very wet and very horny, please fuck me. Cancel sucking, licking.”

They could make out that Ravi was pulling up Divya’s gown, spread her legs and pushed cock inside. Divya moaned sexily and arched her back to take his cock fully in. Divya was looking and smiling at Rohit and Renu as her Dad was fucking her slowly.

Rohit was fully charged and started fucking quite hard. Renu was moaning loudly. Anita also was turned on. She squatted on Renu’s face and started mauling Renu’s tits and kissed Rohit. Watching all this, Ravi could not control and fucked his daughter with full force.

Divya clutched the blanket and made sure her Dad’s hard fucking did not expose her body. Rohit pulverized Renu’s pussy while squeezing Anita’s tits. Anita sensed Rohit was about to cum. She said, “Rohit, don’t cum in Mom’s pussy. Spill on my tits, let Divya see your fountain.”

Rohit removed cock at the last second and splashed thick wads of cum all over Anita’s tits. Divya looked mesmerized at Ronit’s thick, long cock, glistening with his Mom’s juices as he unloaded hot cum in long spurts. Anita got up, and Renu licked her son’s cum from Anita’s tits.

Ravi also cum in Divya’s pussy. Divya carefully lowered her gown before removing the blanket. Ravi smiled as Divya hugged and kissed Rohit. Rohit looked sad as he watched Divya leave with her Dad. He asked Anita, “Akka, how many days more this torture will continue?”

Renu laughed and said, “Poor boy, let us get them married today.”

Anita said, “Sushma will decide about Muhurat.”

The next day was Saturday. Rekha and Arun also arrived to bless the couple.
Anita had another crazy idea. She suggested that Divya could marry Dad and son on the same muhurat. All were excited but Vani left the decision to her daughter Divya.

Divya said, “Why not? It would be fun.” Ravi made it very clear that this was just for fun and was not binding. Divya and Rohit would decide later when they were ready to marry. If they wanted to continue, then a proper, traditional marriage would be arranged. Renu and Subbu readily agreed.

As was the custom, men gave Divya a traditional bath, and women gave Rohit and Subbu a bath. Vani and Sushma took the lead in giving the bridegroom a good oil massage and hot shower. Ravi also gave his daughter a thorough oil massage, and others assisted him.

Anita was the purohit, bare-chested and in a dhoti and performed the rituals. Divya wore a transparent white saree and blouse without inners. Bride grooms also were in transparent dhotis and their tents were a source of fun and jokes.
First, Rohit and then Subbu tied taalis. Divya took their blessings.

Ronit was very impatient for the function to be over fast. Subbu was also equally excited. He managed to conceal his impatience. Renu was enjoying their frustration and delayed the first night.

Sushma said, “Girls’ parents and boy’s Mom can accompany the newlyweds on the first night. Others should wait.” Divya entered the bedroom with a glass of milk. The bedroom was decorated with flowers, and the room was filled with the exquisite aroma of incense sticks.

The bed also was decorated with rose petals. Renu was naked and accompanied her son and hubby. Ravi and Vani were also naked and led their daughter. Divya drank one third glass of milk and made Rohit and Subbu drink also.

As Rohit was removing her saree, Ravi said, “Rohit, Subbu, please be gentle with Divya. She is very delicate.”

Divya laughed and said,” Don’t worry, Dad, I can handle rough and hard fucking.”

Vani was shocked and asked, “Divya, I am always present when you are fucked to ensure they fuck you gently. How can you handle it?”

Divya said, as she removed Rohit and Subbu’s dress, “Don’t blame them. I made them fuck like they fuck you and others when you were not around.”

Now, Divya, Rohit and Subbu were naked. Subbu and Rohit hugged Divya from either side. She kissed them alternately as they were playing with her tits and pussy. Divya moaned deeply as she gently pulled their cocks.

Dad and son gently pushed Divya on the bed and started sucking Divya’s boobs. Divya clutched their heads and pressed firmly. Looking at them, Renu, Vani and Ravi were also aroused. Ravi sat on the bed next to them, and Renu pushed her tit in Ravi’s mouth.

Vani started licking Ravi’s cock and balls. Rohit and Subbu slowly lost control. They started kissing, licking, sucking and squeezing Divya’s body. They kissed her entire body, not leaving an inch. When Rohit was licking her pussy, Subbu was sucking her tits.

Then, they changed positions after some time. Renu looked at them and said,” I think now is the muhurt time for the action to begin.” Renu and Vani held Rohit’s cock and rubbed on Divya’s smooth pussy lips. Vani spread her daughter’s pussy lips, and they inserted Rohit’s rock-hard cock inside.

Rohit did not wait for a second. She pushed and buried it in her very wet, tight pussy. As Rohit was fucking her, Renu and Vani moved up and rubbed Subbu’s cock on Divya’s lips. Divya smiled and opened her mouth, and they pushed his cock in her mouth.

Ravi sucked his daughter’s tits and said, “Darling, enjoy with your hubbies. Good night.”

Renu and Vani kissed Divya on her cheeks and said good night. Rohit said, fucking Divya hard, “Mom, why don’t you call Deepa Akka and Bhava also. The bed is big enough for all of us.”

Renu hesitated and said, “No, this night is special for you. Divya will not like to share with others.”

Divya took Subbu’s cock from her mouth and said, “Aunty, it will be more memorable and enjoyable. Please call them.”

Deepa and Rahul also joined them. Renu, Vani and Deepa were already very wet, excited and impatient. They bent and spread their ass cheeks and opened pussies for Rahul, Ravi and Atul.

They fucked each pussy for a few minutes and shifted to the next pussy. That first night was memorable not only for Divya but everyone in the family. After Rahul, Ravi and Atul cum.

They gave the space to Sushma, Rekha, Arun and Sunil. The women had great capacity and had multiple orgasms and multiple fuckings. Now, the gates of incest heaven were fully open for them.

The end.

Hello doston umeed karta hun iss kahani ko padh rahe sabhi log theek hoge. Ye kahani aj se 3 sal pehle ki hai jab meri kismat khuli.

Meri bua ka nam Kamal hai. Woh hamari dur ki rishte mein ati hai. Bua ke pati ki death bohut pehle ho gayi thi. Woh ghar mein apni sas ke sath rehti hai. Unka gaon hamare ghar se thodi hi dur hai.

Chhuttion mein gharwalo ne mujhe waha bhej diya aur kuch din reh kar ane ko kaha. Kyuki bua akeli thi aur unka koi bacha bhi nahi tha. Unhe main bohut pasand tha. Woh mujhse apne mann ki sari bat kar leti thi. Majak majak mein bua ko peeche se hug kar lena koi badi bat nahi thi.

Meri unhe le kar koi galat mansha nahi hui thi. Bua ka kad 5.5inch hai aur figurevise woh moti bhi hai. Unke dheele bade tarbooj aur bohut hi zada badi gand hai. Lekin maine kabhi unhe sex ki chahat se dekha hi nahi tha.

Jese hi main unke ghar poncha to bua ne darwaja khola aur mujhe kass se hug kiya. Garmi ka time tha, unki salwar kameez paseene se bheegi hui thi. Hug karte hi unke bade chuchiyan mere chati se dab gaye.

Andar aya to unki sas se bhi mila. Main unhe dadi hi bulata hun. Woh budhi hai magar dekhne se bilkul bhi 60 sal ki nahi lagti. Unhone mujhe kaha ki, “Tu to bohut bada ho gaya hai, Rahul.”

Fir humne khana khaya. Aur sone ki bari ayi to bua ne kaha ki, “Tu upar ke kamre mein so ja. Maine kamra saf karwa diya tha tere ane ki khabar sunte hi.”

Main apna saman le kar upar chala aya aur bistar par let gaya. Rat ko achanak neend khuli aur galla pyas se sukh raha tha. Maine dekha to jug mein pani khatam tha. Main pani lene ke liye neeche chala aya.

Rasoi se pani pee kar jab upar jane laga to maine kuch ‘Aah’ jesi avaj suni. Mujhe laga ke shayad koi as pas khet mein sex kar raha hoga aur usse dekh ke main hila lunga. Avaj sunte hue jab main age badha to dekha ke avaj kamre se a rahi thi.

Wahi kamre se jisme bua aur unki sas thi. Maine dheere se darvaje par kan lagaya aur sunn ne laga. “Zor se Kamal, aur zor se kar. Aaj to Rahul ko dekh kar main garam hi ho gayi. Man to tha ki usse jhat se bistar par le au aur chad jau uss par.”

Main samajh nahi pa raha tha ke koi bua ke nam kon aurat le rahi hai aur jo mujhe bhi janti hai. Tabhi bua ne kaha, “Maji uska lund itna bada hai ke hum dono ki ag bujha kar humme rakh kar dega. Nahate hue maine dekha woh ache se saf kare raha tha apna lund.”

Main hairan ho gaya ke bua aur unki sas lesbian sex kar rahi thi aur mere bare mein esi bat kar rahi thi. Achanak se najane kaha se bili mere peeche se guzri aur mein darr ke mare kud pada.

Halka sa dhakka lagte hi darvaja khul gaya aur maine dekha ki meri bua apni sas ki chut chat rahi thi. Mujhe dekhte hi woh dono chadar mein apne ap ko dhakne lagi.

Bua bolne lagi, “Arre Rahul tum yaha? Ma ji ki jangho parr kuch kat gaya main wahi dekh rahi thi.” Main khada hua aur apni bua ko balon se pakad kar khada kar diya.

Dard ke mare unke hathon se chadar chud karr neeche gir gayi. Aur maine uske kan mein kaha, “Maine sab sun liya Kamal bua. Aaj tum dono ki ag ko bujhauga aur rakh kar duga.”

Tabhi dadi ne mere shorts ko neeche kiya aur jhatt se mera lund muh mein le kar chusne lagi. Pagalo ki tarah andar bahar karne lagi mere lund ko. Maine bua ke hothon ko muh mein le liya aur choosne laga.

Bua mera sath de rahi thi aur apni jeeb ko mere muh mein dal rahi thi. Udhar Dadi ne mera lund choos choos kar lal kar diya tha. Maine bua se kaha ke ab woh mera lund choose.

Main bistar par let gaya aur dadi se kaha ki apni moti gand mere muuh parr rakhe. Unki choot aur gand par ek bhi bal nahi tha jo dekh karr mein pagal ho gaya. Aur uski chuut ko chatne laga.

Dadi machli ki tarah machalne lagi aur boli, “Aah Kamal, acha hua tune Rahul ko bula liya. Tere se chatwa chatwa kar maza ana band ho gaya tha.”

Mera pani chutne ko tha. Maine jese hi kaha to dadi ne bua ko hataya aur mera lund apne muh mein le liya. Mera sara pani dadi pee gayi. Bua ne mujhe kaha, “Bohut maze de diye budhia ko. Ab apni bua ki bhi chat zara.”

Ye kehte hi bua apni badi gand le kar mere upar beth gayi. Maine bhi bat mante hue bua ki chut ko chatna shuru kar diya. Channd hi minto mein bua ki gulabi raseeli chut ne pani chod diya aur main woh sara pani pee gaya.

Udhar dadi bhi pani wani pee kar a gayi aur boli, “Kamal, ab bache ko bhi zara kuch maze de zara. Kab tak usse karwayegi?”
Main samajh nahi pa raha tha ke dadi kya keh rahi hai. Aur isse pehle ki main kuch karne ki himmat karta dadi mere lund ko uuh mein le kar choosne lagi. Bua side meri tango ke beech a gayi aur mujhe apni tange upar uthane ko kehne lagi.

Maine unki bat man kar tange upar karli. Kuch hi pal mein bua mere tatton ko chatne aur chusne lagi. Dadi idhar mera lund choos rahi thi. Bua mere tatton se hote huye, tatte aur gand ke ched ke beech ki jagah par jeeb ferne lagi.

Meri akhen band hone lagi aur upar ki taraf ghum gayi. Tabhi bua meri gand chatne lagi aur apni jeeb ko ched ke andar dalne lagi. Meri havas ke mare mano jan nikalne lagi. Aur 2 second mein mera sara pani dadi ke muh par nikal gaya.

Ye dekh bua upar ayi aur apni sas ke hooth chusne lagi aur unn dono ne sara pani saf kar diya. Kuch der hum teeno wahi lete rahe aur ek dusre ko bari bari kiss karte rahe. Fir maine dono bua aur dadi ko bari bari se khub choda aur unn dono ki gaand bhi mari.

Agle 1 hafte tak hum teeno sex karte rahe.

Hello everyone, this is the first time I am writing a story, so pardon me for my mistakes. I will go straight right into the story.

I am Shiva, a 24-year-old guy. The story happened two years ago when I was pursuing my Master’s degree in Coimbatore. To give an image about myself, I’m 5’7″ tall, a lean build with muscles as I was good in tracks. I am fair, on beard, and have a 6.5 inches dick with a decent girth.

My girlfriend (soon-to-be girlfriend) was in my same class. Though we were in the same class, she was a few months younger than me. She has a whitish complexion and an innocent face. She is 5’3″ tall. Her stats are 36-26-34. The best part of her body is her perky tits, which I came to know later.

She usually wore a tight outfit to class, and all the boys in the class would be ogling at her while she walked into the class. She looked like a sex goddess in those outfits. Coming back to the story:-

We met in a welcoming session online. It was a mixed class and she was the only person from my class. I texted her directly to confirm her class and asked for her number.

Me: Hi, I am Shiva, I think we are from the same class.

Riya: Yeah, we are.

Me: Since we are from the same class anyway, can I get your number?

She gave me her number. I texted her instantly. It was the initial introduction stage and we talked for two weeks non-stop. I came to know everything about her except her past relationship and her figure. I am not much of a talker, but I am a good listener.

Two weeks after the online class, I entered the class. Everyone in the class was different compared to the online class. I had an imagination of Riya and thought she would be tall, but she was short.

She came and spoke to me. She was an extrovert with introverts, and all the other time, she used to only listen to other people. However, I don’t share things that much so she was the only one doing all the talking. Then she introduced me to her friend group, and I greeted them.

Soon, we made a small group within the first few weeks (Me, Riya, Mathan (my friend), Aditi. I used to go to college by car. Her father used to drop her off every day. She maintained her boundaries very well with others, but with me it was different. Her home was on the way, so I asked If I could drop her off. She agreed and I started picking and dropping her up daily.

She was very open towards me and also had a liking towards me (I still don’t know what she liked). We were both open to enjoying our college days as much as we could.

Riya: Can we go out to eat lunch?

Me: Sure, who are all going?

Riya: I am calling Aditi. You can invite someone as well.

Then I called my friend Madhan to join us. He agreed.

She was the one driving the car, and Aditi was sitting in the front (Riya and Aditi decided on the eating spot). Mathan and I were just chilling in the back seats, talking about random stuff. Then they stopped at a resto-bar.

Riya: We are drinking. It has been a month since the classes started and it is no fun.

All of us agreed. Then we ordered some light food (Vodka for Riya, Aditi and me). My friend was not in the mood, so he just had a beer. Riya was sitting next to me (a little far). The drinks came in with 3 vodka shots for each of them. I was fine with it.

Aditi had 1 shot and was done.

Aditi: Podhum d ennaku (Enough for me).

Riya: Aparam ethuku d ivalo order pannuna? (Then why did you order this much?)

No answer from Aditi. She gave her a wicked smile. Riya cursed Aditi. I was also done with mine. Now Riya had to take five shots. Little did I know she had lesser alcohol tolerance. By the time she finished her shots, she was sitting closely beside me. I was excited.

Then we ate a bit of food, paid the bill, and left. Mathan was driving the car. Aditi was in the front. Me and Riya on the back. She was lying on my lap. Her hands were all across my chest and thighs. My dick was getting hard, I was sure that she noticed.

Me: Riya, stop and get up. We are near to the college.

Riya: No, I will stay in the car for some time.

Mathan dropped himself and Aditi in front of college and I drove to the parking lot with Riya in the front seat.

The car was tinted, so nobody could see the inside. I just drove into the parking lot

Riya: Ella ponnunga kittayum ippadi dhaan irupiya? (Will you be like this with all the girls?)

Me: I don’t speak with anyone other than you, which you already knew (she smiled).

Then I parked the car under a tree and I was just looking at her.

She suddenly asked me: Do you like me?

Me: Yes, why are you asking this?

Riya leaned her head for a kiss. I stayed back. She knew I was a virgin with no girlfriends.

Then she asked me: Are you not interested?

Me: Not like this, you are drunk.

Riya: We drank 2 hours ago, I am all sober now.

I was contemplating whether to kiss or not. Then she leaned in again and kissed me! This time, I did not move back. Her lips were super soft and she was kissing fast. I asked her to slow down a bit. We kissed for almost 10 minutes, and we both were out of breath.

I was very horny and wanted more. She smiled and went to the back seat so did I. Then she unzipped my pants. She was shocked to see the size of my dick, I don’t know why.

My dick was super hard. She kissed the tip of the dick, and a current wave passed through me. Slowly, she took my dick in her mouth bit by bit. She was only able to keep half my dick in her mouth and her teeth kept touching my dick.

Me: Valikudhu D paathu. (It’s hurting, be careful.)

Riya: Ennakum onnum experience illa da venna Naanum Virgin dhaan theriyuma. (I don’t have experience, stupid. And remember, I am a virgin too.)

She started sucking fast for 2-3 minutes. I was about to burst, so I pushed her mouth deep. She was out of air and I shot a huge load inside her mouth. She soon took out the tissues, spat everything, and cleaned her mouth.

We kissed again for a few minutes and left for class.

***

Read the next part to know how losing our virginity took a whole different turn of events and changed both our college lives.

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Ab aage:-

Aisa lag raha tha ki usko lund naseeb hi nahi tha, jo wo Ravi ke lund ko aise muh aur jeebh se chaat rahi thi. Sanchita ek hot Bengali ladki thi, jiski bahut kam chudai hoti thi.

Aaj usko lund mil gaya tha, aur wo is lund ko ache se nichodh ke choos rahi thi. Ravi ne to sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki Sanchita uska lund muh mein legi.

Ab Ravi firse chut chaatne laga, aur Sanchita ki chut jo paani chhodh rahi thi, usko chaat ke saaf karta hai. Sanchita ne khud usko chudai ke liye bola ki-

Sanchita: Ab aur tadpao nahi. Lund daal do chut mein.

Par Ravi sirf chut ko chaat hi raha tha. Chinki jo ye sab dekh rahi thi, wo ab paas aa kar apne hatho mein lund leti hai, aur Sanchita ki chut ke chhed pe laga ke Ravi ko dhakka lagane bolti hai.

Ravi ek zor ka dhakka laga kar Bengali maal Sanchita ko chodne lagta hai. Chut bilkul tight thi uski, aur lund kisi tez chaaku ke jaise chut cheerta hua andar gaya. Sanchita ne dard se apne pair Ravi ki kamar mein baandh liye aur lund chut ke andar baahar hone laga. Sanchita ab Ravi se chudwa rahi thi, aur dono ki nazar ek-doosre se mil rahi thi.

Ravi Sanchita ko bolta hai ki wo Chinki ko bahut baar usko imaging karke choda tha, aur jab bhi wo dukan mein aati thi, us din wo log khoob chudai karte use soch kar.

Sanchita ko Ravi zor-zor chodne laga, aur chut se paani behte hue bed ki chaadar ko geela kar raha tha. Sanchita Ravi ko bolti hai ki usko bahut maza aa raha tha. Wo usko aur chodne ko kehti hai.

Sanchita: Aur chodo ahh, faad do meri chut Ravi. I love you Ravi.

Aisa bol kar Sanchita Ravi ko pyar se apni chut de rahi thi, aur chudai ke aanand mein gote laga rahi thi. Ravi ne uski kaafi chudai ki, aur wo Sanchita ki chut mein hi jhad jata hai, aur fir Sanchita ne apni gaand bhi Ravi se marwayi.

Kuch din beetne ke baad Avinash Ravi ke paas aaya, aur boli: Meri ek chhoti behan hai. Agar kahi rishta ho to kara do.

Ye baat Ravi ne Chinki se batayi to Chinki ne apne mama ke ladke ke liye bataya. Baat hui aur Avinash ki behan ka rishta Chinki ke mama ke ladke se ho gaya.

Avinash ab ristedaar ban gaya tha, aur wo jab chaahe Ravi ke ghar aa sakta tha, aur Chinki se ghar ke function mein bhi mil sakta hai. Wo apni behan ki shaadi ke tayaari mein lag gaya, aur ek din wo Ravi se bolta hai-

Avinash: Ghar mein bahut kaam hai. Chinki bhabhi ko bhej do. Wo kapde wagaira dekh lengi shaadi ke.

Chinki uske ghar chali jati hai. Usko Avinash kapde dikhane lagta hai, aur room ka darwaza band kar leta hai. Fir Avinash Chinki ko zor se pakad ke kiss karne lagta hai. Chinki usko chhodhne ke liye bolti hai, par wo Chinki ki panty mein hath daal ke chut mein ungli karne lagta hai.

Chinki ka virodh kamzor pad jata hai, aur wo Avinash ko pakad ke lip kiss karne lagti hai. Avinash aur Chinki ke kapde utar jaate hai, aur Chinki Avinash ka lund muh mein lekar choosne lagti hai. Avinash Chinki ke dono pair pakad ke alag karta hai, aur chut mein muh laga kar chaatne lagta hai.

Kaafi der chut chaatne ke baad Chinki Avinash ke muh mein jhad jati hai, aur wo apni maal bhabhi ki chut ka paani chaat ke saaf kar deta hai. Fir usne Chinki bhabhi ke pair ki ungli muh mein leli, aur choosne laga. Uske baad Chinki apne pairon se Avinash ke lund ki malish karke muth maarne lagti hai. Ye Avinash ke liye bilkul naya tha.

Wo Chinki bhabhi ko dekh raha tha, aur Chinki ke dono pairon ke beech Avinash ka lund tha, aur wo uske pairon mein hi jhad jata hai. Chinki ke poore pairon mein lund ke malayi lag jati hai.

Avinash ab apni bhabhi ki chudai karne ke liye uske dono pairon ke beech aa kar pairon ko kandhe par le liya, aur lund chut mein set karke dhakke laga ke chodne laga.

Chinki: Oh, haa, yes, aise hi chodo raja, mere devar aise hi aur chodo.

Avinash ka lund chut mein aage-peeche hone laga, aur chut firse paani chhodhne lagi.

Poore room mein sirf Chinki ki aahen aur chut ki fach-fach sunayi de rahi thi. Avinash in thode se dino mein Chinki ko na-jaane kitni baar choda tha, aur apne lund ke rani bana liya.

Wo Chinki ke chut mein jhad jata hai, aur fach ki awaaz ke sath lund chut se baahar aata hai. Sath hi chut mein se bahut saara paani baahar aane lagta hai, jo lund aur chut ka mix hua paani tha.

Avinash ab bhi Chinki ke upar hi leta raha, aur Chinki uska lund hath mein lekar upar-neeche karne lagi, aur lund ko fir khada karne ke koshish mein lagi rahi.

Idhar Avinash Chinki ke boobs muh mein lekar choosne laga, aur doosre hath se boobs ko dabata raha.

Lund ek baar fir khada ho chuka tha, aur Avinash Chinki ko doggy position mein karke gaand mein dhakke laga raha tha. Chinki ki gaand lund bahut baar le chuki thi, isliye aaram se chudai hone lagti hai. Chinki ko ab gaand chudai mein bhi chut jaisa hi maza aane laga tha, aur wo gaand utha-utha ke lund le rahi thi.

Avinash firse Chinki ki gaand mein jhad jata hai, aur wo Chinki ke upar hi so jata hai. Kuch der sone ke baad Avinash ne fir Chinki ke chut mein lund set karke dhakka laga diya.

Chinki jo so chuki thi, fir neend se uth gayi, aur chudai karwane lagi. Raat ko jaise hi Chinki ko neend aati, Avinash Chinki ko utha ke bolta: Bhabhi ek baar aur chodna hai. Bahut mann ho gaya hai.

Aise hi poori raat thodi-thodi der baad Chinki ke chudai hoti rahi, aur ye dono kab so gaye pata hi nahi chala. Subha 4 baje ek baar fir Chinki ko utha ke Avinash bolta hai-

Avinash: Bhabhi aapki chut mere lund ko satisfy kyun nahi kar paa rahi hai?

Wo fir Chinki ki chut jo sookhi hui thi, usme lund ke paani ke papdi lagi hui thi, usko chaatne laga. Avinash apni jeebh chut mein ghusa ke chut ko chikna karne laga.

To be continued…

This is a fantasy story.

“I am very sorry, Sir,” the guy at the ticket counter said, trying his best to hide his smirk, “I thought we had one remaining, but later I checked that there was only a single sleeper left.”

Raghavan’s frustration grew as he stared at the lecherous ticket agent. “But you said there was a double sleeper,” he protested, his voice rising slightly.

“I’m sorry, Sir, it seems we made a mistake. But the single sleeper is very comfortable. You and your wife will manage,” the agent replied, his eyes flicking over to Sandhya’s breasts once more.

Raghavan’s jaw clenched tightly. “It’s my daughter, not my wife,” he growled, his voice low and firm.

The ticket agent looked surprised, then embarrassed. “Oh, I’m terribly sorry, Sir. It’s just that, you know, in this heat…” His voice trailed off as he tried to justify his mistake.

Raghavan’s frustration was palpable. He had been looking forward to a comfortable journey with his daughter, but now he had to deal with this pervert’s assumptions.

He took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice calm. “It’s okay. We’ll manage. Just make sure we get a proper double sleeper once the seat is free.”

The ticket agent nodded hastily, clearly eager to get rid of them. “Yes, of course, Sir. I’ll inform the driver to make the necessary arrangements at the next stop.”

Raghavan’s eyes narrowed, but he kept his cool. He turned to Sandhya, who was blushing furiously. “Let’s just get on the bus, baby. We’ll figure it out.”

Sandhya nodded, taking the ticket from him. While Raghavan walked around to the back of the bus to keep the luggage, she stepped aside to let the other passengers board. She felt the weight of the ticket agent’s gaze on her ass.

With surprising agility for his age, he swung his leg over the side of the sleeper and managed to get in without knocking anything over. Raghavan noticed his daughter’s discomfort and gently patted her hand. “It’s okay. We’ll be there soon,” he assured her, his voice soothing despite his irritation.

She managed a small smile in return, taking comfort in the familiar warmth of his touch. He leaned over to the side of the sleeper and pulled out a bottle of water from the bag. “Here, drink this,” he said, twisting the cap off and handing it to her.

Sandhya took the bottle gratefully, the coolness of the plastic against her palm providing a brief respite from the heat. As she drank, the water trickled down her chin and onto the neckline of her kameez. Her boobs were heaving slightly from the heat, beads of sweat racing down her neck and into her cleavage.

The sleeper was stifling, and she felt self-conscious under her father’s gaze. Sandhya couldn’t help but notice her father’s eyes lingering on her chest. She blushed deeply, her cheeks reddening like the sun outside.

She quickly pulled out her dupatta from her bag and draped it over her chest, tying it tightly to create a barrier between them.

“Which side do you want to sleep?” he asked. His voice was gruff as he tried to angle his leg in front of the unwelcome erection. Sandhya looked up from her phone, her eyes widening slightly. “Uh, I’ll take the left side,” she said quickly, hoping to avoid any awkwardness.

As she settled into the narrow space, she couldn’t help but feel the heat from her father’s body next to hers. “We can sleep back to back,” Raghavan mumbled, his voice thick with discomfort. Sandhya nodded, her cheeks burning. She couldn’t believe she had to share a sleeper with her father like this.

She rolled over onto her side, her back to him. The fabric of her churidar whispered against his pants as she settled. She felt the unmistakable pressure of his arousal against her ass. Her heart hammered in her chest, and she froze, unsure of what to do.

He swallowed hard, trying to push down the urge to pull her closer, to kiss her cheek like he had done so many times when she was a child. But she wasn’t a child anymore. She was a beautiful, grown woman. The way she was lying, her curves pressing into him, was driving him mad with desire.

The bus shuddered and lurched around corners, making her ass grind over his pants. “Sandhya,” he finally ventured, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very fabric of the sleeper, “are you comfortable?”

Sandhya could feel his warm breath on her neck. She tensed at the realization of his erection pressing against her. Instead, she let out a soft “Mmmm,” feigning sleep as she felt the head of his cock nudge at her entrance through the fabric of their clothes.

“Are you wearing pants?” Sandhya spoke, not opening her eyes, but the mischief in her voice was unmistakable. Raghavan’s hand stilled on the curtain. “What?” he said, his voice tight. “You don’t have to wear pants,” she repeated her voice a sultry whisper that sent a shiver down his spine.

Raghavan’s eyes widened, his hand frozen in place. “What are you saying?” he managed to ask. Sandhya’s smile grew, and “I’m just saying,” she said, her voice a purr, “you don’t have to wear pants if it’s too hot.” Raghavan felt the blood rushing to his face as his cock strained against the fabric of his trousers.

“Sandhya,” he began, his voice thick with unspoken need, “are you sure?” Her smile grew more playful, her gaze full of something he had never seen before. “Why, Daddy,” she murmured, “are you uncomfortable?”

“I’m fine,” he said, his voice a croak. “But we should get some sleep.”

Sandhya’s eyes sparkled with a knowing look, but she didn’t push further. Instead, she rolled onto her side, giving him a little more space. Raghavan took a deep breath and closed his eyes, willing his erection to subside. But it was no use. The damage had been done.

With trembling hands, he reached down, his fingers fumbling with the zip of his pants. The fabric gave a faint protest as he worked his way down, the sound of the material tearing sending a thrill through his body. She could feel his hand moving closer.

When his hand finally touched her ass while unzipping his pants, she bit her lip to keep from gasping. The sound of the zipper seemed to echo through the small space, and Sandhya felt a thrill of anticipation race through her body.

“Daddy,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the hum of the bus’s engine, “are you okay?” Raghavan’s hand froze on the zipper. “Yes,” he lied, his voice strained. “Just trying to get comfortable.”

Sandhya could feel the heat radiating from his hand, and she knew he wasn’t telling the truth. Her heart raced as she waited for his next move, her body tingling with excitement. Raghavan took a deep breath. He kept his hand on her ass.

“Are you feeling hot, Sandhya?” he asked, his voice a rumble that seemed to echo in the confined space of the sleeper.

“A little,” she murmured, her voice a soft invitation.

Raghavan’s hand remained still on her ass, “Where?” he asked again, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to resonate through her very bones.

Sandhya felt a shiver run down her spine. “Everywhere,” she murmured, her eyes still closed, playing the innocent card.

“Maybe we should remove some of your clothes,” Raghavan suggested, his voice a mix of uncertainty and desire. “Will that help?”

“Maybe,” she said softly, her voice betraying none of the tumult inside her.

Raghavan took another deep breath, his hand still resting on her ass. He slid it around to her hip, feeling the smooth fabric of her churidar. “Which cloth should be removed to reduce the heat?” he asked, his voice a gentle rumble that seemed to fill the small space.

“Maybe the innerwear’s,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Raghavan’s hand paused, his mind racing with the implications of her words. Was she really suggesting what he thought she was? He tried to ignore the way his cock throbbed at the thought, his hand trembling slightly.

“I-I don’t know,” he stammered, his voice thick with lust. “How do we do that?”

Sandhya felt a thrill of power at his uncertainty. She had never seen her father so vulnerable, so unsure of himself. “It’s simple, Daddy,” she whispered. “You just have to lift the kameez.”

With trembling hands, Raghavan reached for the edge of her kameez. The fabric was sticky with sweat, clinging to her body like a second skin. He peeled it up slowly, his eyes widening as he revealed the thin, damp fabric of her bra.

Sandhya’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the cool air kiss her skin. She could feel his eyes on her, devouring the sight of her half-exposed body.

“Let me help you,” she offered, her voice shaky. She reached back and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away. The relief was immediate, the coolness of the air on her bare skin making her nipples tighten.

Raghavan’s breath hitched as he felt the fabric of her Churidar slide over her hips. He didn’t dare to look, but the image of her bare back was burned into his mind.

“How can we take out your bra?” he asked, his voice barely a whisper.

“Just lift it,” she instructed, her voice trembling with anticipation.

Raghavan’s hand hovered over her back for a moment before he gently lifted the damp fabric of her churidar.

When the churidar was lifted high enough, Sandhya’s bra slid off with ease, revealing the smooth, sweat-slicked skin of her back.

“Let me wear the kameez. Someone may see me,” she said, her voice a soft, seductive whisper that seemed to hang in the air like a question.

Raghavan’s eyes snapped open, the reality of the situation crashing down on him like a cold shower. He quickly pulled the churidar back down, his face a mask of embarrassment and confusion.

They lay in silence for a few moments, “Where do you feel hot now?” Raghavan finally asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through the air.

“Everywhere,” she murmured, her voice a soft sigh that seemed to echo in the confined space of the sleeper.

Raghavan’s hand slid back up to her waist, his thumb grazing the soft skin just above the waistband of her leggings. “Maybe we should remove your leggings, too,” he suggested. His voice was a barely contained growl.

Sandhya’s breath hitched, and she nodded, her cheeks flaming. She lifted her hips slightly, allowing him to tug her leggings down. The fabric slid over her hips, revealing the damp fabric of her panties.

Raghavan’s eyes were glued to the sight of his daughter’s half-bare ass, the thin line of fabric the only thing separating his hand from her naked flesh. He felt a bead of sweat roll down his back, his cock throbbing painfully against his boxers.

With trembling hands, he reached down and slid her leggings over her legs, his thumb brushing against the lace of her panties. Sandhya’s breath caught in her throat as she felt the coolness of the air against her skin.

“Where do you feel hot now?” Raghavan asked again, his voice a gruff whisper that seemed to echo in the stillness of the sleeper. Sandhya’s heart raced as she felt his hand on her bare skin. “Everywhere,” she murmured, her voice thick with need.

Raghavan’s thumb hooked into the elastic of her panties, the fabric sticking to her wetness. He paused, giving her a chance to protest, but she remained still, her breathing rapid and shallow.

“Be specific, Sandhya,” he said, his voice a gruff whisper that seemed to resonate through her very soul. “Where do you feel hot?”

Sandhya’s heart was pounding in her chest, but she knew what she wanted. “Here,” she murmured, her hand sliding down to cover her panties.

Raghavan’s breath hitched as he felt her hand cover his, guiding it to the side of her panties. He swallowed hard. His eyes squeezed shut as he tried to ignore the ache in his cock under his boxer.

“Are you sure?” he murmured, his voice thick with lust.

“Yes,” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

Raghavan took a deep breath, his hand trembling as he slid his thumb under the elastic of her panties. Sandhya gasped softly as she felt the cool air hit her exposed flesh. “Let me,” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. She reached down and took over, sliding her panties down her legs.

The fabric was wet with her arousal, and she felt a blush spread across her cheeks as she handed them to him. Raghavan took the damp fabric, his cock straining against his boxers. He could see the wetness glistening on her inner thighs, and the scent of her desire was intoxicating.

“Are you okay?” he asked, his voice a hoarse whisper.

“Mmhmm,” she murmured, her body trembling slightly.

Raghavan’s hand hovered over her naked flesh for a moment, the heat of her desire palpable in the air. He took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come.

“Do you like to wear the leggings now?” he asked.

“No, not now,” she murmured, her voice filled with a seductive undertone that was unfamiliar to him.

Raghavan felt his resolve wavering as he took in the sight of his daughter lying next to him. Her body was exposed except for the kameez that barely covered her little below her hip. The fabric clung to her breasts, outlining the hardened peaks of her nipples, and her legs were bare and inviting.

“Are you comfortable with kameez only?” he asked, his voice thick with desire and hesitation.

Sandhya nodded, “Yes, Daddy,” she murmured, the word rolling off her tongue in a way that sent a shiver down his spine.

They both shifted awkwardly, trying to find a more comfortable position in the narrow sleeper. Sandhya rolled onto her side, her back to Raghavan, and felt his cock press against her ass. She couldn’t help but gasp at the contact, her body responding in ways she had never felt before.

The bus hit another bump in the road. Sandhya’s body jolted backwards, her ass pressing more firmly against Raghavan’s cock. He couldn’t take it anymore. With a growl of need, he reached around and cupped one of her breasts, feeling the nipple pebble under his palm.

Sandhya’s eyes shot open, and she turned to face him, her chest heaving with every ragged breath. Raghavan’s eyes were dark with desire, and she knew there was no turning back. She reached down and touched his cock, feeling the heat and hardness through his boxers.

He groaned and leaned into her touch, his hand sliding up her thigh to the apex of her legs. Her skin was sticky with sweat, and she could feel the fabric of his boxers dampening as she stroked him. Sandhya tried to ignore the voice in her head that screamed for her to stop.

Instead, she slid her hand under the waistband of his boxers, her heart racing as she wrapped her fingers around his bare flesh. Raghavan let his hand glide over her stomach, reaching for her breasts. He felt the weight of them in his palm, the nipples hard and sensitive against his thumbs.

He rolled them gently, and her mouth parted in a silent moan. Sandhya’s hand began to move in a slow, deliberate rhythm along his shaft, feeling the veins pulse beneath her fingertips. He reached down to pull his boxers off, exposing himself fully to her.

Raghavan’s cock stood tall and thick, the tip glistening with precum. With trembling hands, she continued to stroke him. Her movements grew more confident as she felt him respond to her touch.

Raghavan’s breath grew ragged as he slid his fingers along her wet slit, teasing her clit before pushing two fingers inside her. He felt the walls of her pussy tighten around him. She stroked him faster, her breath hitching with every thrust of his digits.

Sandhya’s orgasm was building, a pleasure that she could no longer hold back. She moaned as her father’s fingers hit just the right spot, the tension coiling in her belly. Raghavan’s cock pulsed in her grip as he shot his hot cum all over her hand, boobs and stomach.

The force of his orgasm made his whole body spasm. Sandhya’s walls clenched around his fingers as she came, her body shaking with the intensity of her release. Sandhya’s hand was sticky with Raghavan’s cum, and she felt a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt.

They both lay there, trying to catch their breath. Raghavan gently removed his fingers from her pussy. She felt a sudden emptiness, the aftermath of her climax leaving her with a sense of longing.

“We should clean up,” Sandhya murmured, her voice thick with unspoken tension.

“With tissue?” he offered the question hanging in the air between them like a feeble attempt at normalcy.

Sandhya nodded, still trying to process the intensity of what had just occurred. She grabbed a handful of tissues from the side pocket of her bag, her hand trembling as she handed them to him.

“Why not use something else?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate.

“What do you suggest, Daddy?” Sandhya asked, her voice quivering with a mix of excitement and fear.

Raghavan smirked as he reached down to gently wipe the cum from her stomach. “How about using your mouth?”

She hesitated for a moment, her teeth worrying her bottom lip, but the hunger in his gaze was undeniable. She nodded, a silent agreement passing between them. Raghavan leaned in but couldn’t slide between her legs as the space was very limited.

Instead, he kissed her neck her collarbone, and gradually made his way down her body, his tongue tracing a wet path along her skin as he went.

He reached her stomach and took a moment to kiss and lick away the remnants of his cum. Sandhya felt a thrill of embarrassment but also a strange sense of pride that her father found her desirable enough to want to clean her so thoroughly.

As Raghavan moved lower, she spread her legs wider, granting him better access. He leaned in and kissed her inner thigh, his stubble grazing her sensitive skin and making her quiver. His tongue darted out, licking a slow line up to her clit, which was still swollen and pulsing from her recent orgasm.

Sandhya gasped as he took her in his mouth. His tongue was swirling and flicking, bringing her back to the brink of pleasure. Raghavan’s mouth was a furnace of passion, consuming her as she lay there, vulnerable and exposed. Her hips began to buck against his face, seeking more of his touch.

She felt his tongue delve deeper, tasting her most intimate parts. Sandhya’s hand found its way back to his cock, now fully hard again. She stroked him with a newfound confidence, her thumb smearing the pre-cum that leaked from the tip.

Raghavan’s mouth worked magic on her clit, his tongue flicking and teasing it mercilessly. She could feel the pressure building inside her once more. She knew she wouldn’t be able to hold out for long.

“Daddy, I’m going to cum,” she whispered, her voice strained with passion.

“Good girl,” Raghavan murmured against her skin, his mouth never leaving her pussy. “Make sure I will also cum,” he said, his voice muffled by her thighs.

Sandhya’s eyes rolled back in her head as she felt herself getting closer and closer to the edge. Her hand stroked her father’s cock with renewed vigour, feeling it throb in her grip. With renewed determination, Sandhya took his cock in her mouth again.

Her hand was still working the base as she tried to keep up with his own building needs. She wanted to make him cum at the same time she did, to feel their release meld together in a symphony of forbidden pleasure.

Sandhya’s mouth worked him with an enthusiasm that matched the rhythm of her building climax. She could feel the muscles in her pussy contracting around his tongue, each pulse of pleasure echoing in the strokes of her hand on his shaft.

Raghavan’s hips began to thrust against her mouth, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat with each movement. She took it all, eager to give him the same intense pleasure he was giving her. Sandhya took a deep breath and let it out in a shaky sigh.

The sound was muffled by the thickness of his cock filling her mouth. She sucked harder, her cheeks hollowing with each bob of her head. Her orgasm was a tsunami approaching, threatening to overwhelm her. She could feel the pressure in her clit as it swelled against his skilled tongue.

Raghavan’s hands were on her ass, holding her in place as he feasted on her, his mouth moving in tandem with the strokes of her hand. Finally, it washed over her in a wave of ecstasy. Sandhya moaned around his cock, her body arching off as she came hard, her pussy spasming around his tongue.

The pleasure was so intense that she could barely hold onto him, her grip on his shaft faltering slightly. But Raghavan didn’t miss a beat. He felt her climax, and it pushed him over the edge. He pulled back slightly, groaning as he shot his cum into her mouth, filling it.

Sandhya took it all, swallowing eagerly the taste of him. Their bodies went slack, the tension dissipating into the sticky, hot air of the bus. They lay there for a moment, panting and trembling, their hearts racing in time with the steady thrum of the engine.

Raghavan pulled back, his chest heaving with exertion, and looked into her eyes, a question lingering in his gaze. “Are you okay?” he murmured, his voice thick with concern.

Sandhya nodded. She was still processing the intensity of what had just occurred. “Yes,” she managed to say, her voice a whisper.

Sandhya took a shaky breath and began to dress herself, her eyes lingering on her father’s still-flushed skin. She could see the desire still smouldering in his gaze, and it made her heart race. As she slid her panties back on, she felt a strange sense of disappointment, as if she were hiding something precious.

Raghavan watched her, his own hands fumbling with his belt and zipper. The sight of her bare body was etched into his mind. He knew it would be difficult to ignore the hunger that now lived between them.

The silence was almost deafening as they settled back into their seats. The only sound was the steady hum of the bus’s engine.

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Hi all. This is the story of a chat friend who doesn’t want to share their mail id. I’m Madhusudhan, 40 male from Bangalore. The story will be in the words of Karthik going forward.

Hi, I am Karthik, 42 years old, working in the banking sector. My wife is Priya, 38 years old. I’m a Tamilian and Priya is also a Tamilian but from Kerala (Mallu). But we are settled in Bangalore now.

Due to regular transfers in banking, I’m posted in Chennai right now. My wife stays with our 2 kids in Bangalore. I go there only on weekends. My wife Priya is a very soft-spoken South Indian girl with a very voluptuous body. Her stats are 38D boobs, 36 and 40 ass.

Our married life has always been good and we both are open with each other. When I look at any girl/woman, I will tell that to Priya, and she also does the same to me. Over some time, I started liking the idea of other guys watching or groping my wife in my presence.

After a few months of discussing, I somehow convinced Priya to try all these things that could help ignite our sex life. This story will be about incidents about the change in her dressing behaviours. How she let guys grope her in different places and how it helped our sex life.

From the point of view of Priya

Incident 1: Chickpet

This happened around Mid May 2022 when Covid was almost over, and people had started coming out. Chickpet in Bangalore is one of the busiest market places. To attract guys towards me, I wore a yellow and red see-through cotton saree with a matching yellow blouse.

I had stitched a new low-neck blouse. (How my tailor groped me during measurements in the next incident). The cleavage was completely visible in this new blouse, with only a small knot in between both boobs. Purposely, I didn’t wear a bra or a panty that day.

We reached there around 4 PM. I noticed the roadside vendor’s eyes were on me, my boobs. I was proud of myself. I told Karthik that already there are a few eyes on me. He turned all the side and saw the guys ogling at me. He, too, was excited about it. He said he needs guys to grope me and not just ogle.

So we went into a narrow street which was further crowded. We walked in the middle of the road, expecting guys to approach us. It happened with in walking for 50-100 meters. A good-looking North Indian guy who was 6 feet tall came straight, looking at my boobs.

I held Karthik’s hand. But he released my hands so that the guy would get his chance. When he was about to cross me, to give him space, I turned my body to my left. He turned to his right, and our bodies were parallel to each other. His broad chest completely crushed my 38D boobs.

He took 1 or 2 seconds to feel it and then moved from there. My nipples had become harder the moment he crushed my boobs. I started getting wet in my pussy. And as per Karthik’s wish, I wasn’t wearing a panty also that day.

Karthik: How was it, babe?

Priya: It was just a second, but I’m already wet, Karthik.

Karthik: Oh, wish I get to lick you here in front of one.

Priya: Oh, naughty, you might do that if I let you. But I’m not a whore, dear.

Karthik: I want you to act like one, dear.

The next minute, there was a gang of guys walking towards us and Karthik said good luck to me. He slightly moved away from me, and this time, 2 guys crushed me. One in the front was crushing my boobs, and another one literally pressing my ass.

The guy on the back had his entire palm on my left ass, and he groped it for a second. Ladies and girls, believe it or not, getting groped in public excites you more than any cock could do to you. That, too, having my hubby next to me made it much more exciting for me.

Once the guys moved, Karthik came closer to me

Priya: Why did you move, Karthik?

Karthik: Why, what happened?

Priya: The guy literally pressed my ass.

Karthik: Wow, dear. Which side did he press?

Priya: I thought you would get angry.

Karthik: Why will I, dear? This is what I wanted to see. But unfortunately, this time, I couldn’t. Next time I will move back so that I get to see them pressing you.

We roamed around the area for an hour. I would have been groped by 10+ guys that day alone. Finally, Karthik’s wish to see me getting groped was fulfilled. We took the metro from there, thinking it would be crowded and I would get a few more hands on my body.

But unfortunately, the metro wasn’t very crowded that day.

Incident 2: Tailor.

This happened a month before the Chickpet incident. I had bought a new yellow saree and wanted to get a blouse stitched for the same. I went to my usual tailor, Vijay. He is a 35+ well-built guy. He has been decent with me so far. Today, I was wearing a green and blue saree and a matching blue coloured blouse.

Since the blouse was padded, there was no need for a bra. Since this was on a weekday, Karthik was in Chennai, and I had gone alone.

Vijay: Hi Mam, please come in.

Priya: Hi Vijay, I wanted you to stitch a new blouse for me.

Vijay: Sure, Mam, please give me your sample blouse as well.

Priya: Here is the sample blouse Vijay. But it’s a bit tight near my armpits. Maybe you can adjust another half an inch.

Vijay: Are you sure it’s only half an inch or more?

He was looking into my boobs at that time.

Priya: I guess it’s half an inch only, Vijay.

Vijay: Why I’m asking is, if I stitch a new one and that also is tight for you, it won’t look good. So, if you don’t mind, can we take new measurements?

Priya: Ok.

I know there is some naughty activity he has planned in mind.

Vijay: Can we lower your pallu, Priya?

He used to call me Mam, and suddenly, he called me by my name. Without asking me anything, he started to remove the pin and let my pallu slide down. Now I was standing with my padded blouse showing my 38D boobs to my tailor. He took the usual measurements of my hand length and width.

Then he said he now is going to take the width of my cup (boobs) and asked me to raise my hands. I did as he instructed. He was standing in front of me. There was a max 10 inches gap between us. He took his tape, which was on his right hand to my back side and got it using his left hand.

To take correct measurements, he moved his hands closer to me and brushed them over both boobs. I had a heavy orgasm immediately. Luckily I wore a panty today, or else my cum would have fallen on the floor. Then he said something.

He took one end of the tape on my right nipple and another end on my left nipple. Literally, he was pressing my nipples with his fingers. In the pretext of taking the right measurements, he kept adjusting the tape and moved his fingers here and there over my nipples.

I couldn’t even moan at that point, or else I was sure he would take it to the next level. Though Karthik and I liked exhibitionism, we still have not decided on letting another man in bed with me. So, I remained silent throughout these 30-45 seconds.

He did take other measurements for a minute more and said he was done and would give the blouse by next weekend. I said ok.

Vijay: Madam, you need to put your pallu back. Or else someone might think you are a whore.

I was stunned by how he used the word whore on me. But I knew I was mesmerized by his actions and stood like that even after he finished the measurements. I immediately adjusted my saree and moved out of his shop. I came home around 6 PM.

I immediately called Karthik, who was supposed to travel the same night from Chennai to Bangalore. I explained to him the sequence of events and he was also very much excited to hear them.

The next day, Karthik reached home around 5 AM and asked me to tell the story. I started telling the story to him. He started to undress me one by one. Karthik was removing my saree.

Priya: Karthik, that bastard Vijay treated me like a whore. When he put his hand back to measure my cup size itself, I had released my cum. You have made me into such a big whore, da Karthik.

Karthi was removing my bra.

Priya: When he touched my nipples, I thought I would actually become his bitch. I was thinking maybe I would even stand like this on the road if he asked me to. I would have fucked any and every guy whom he showed me to, irrespective of age or size.

Karthik was removing my panties.

Priya: When he told me to put my pallu back, though, I was a little embarrassed. But the bitch inside me told me why this bastard didn’t tear apart the saree and made me naked and put his cock into my pussy. It felt like he was teasing me and making me beg. Had he asked me, I would have even begged him to fuck me there and opened my pussy lips for him like a whore.

Now, I was standing nude in front of Karthik.

Karthik: This is what I wanted you to become, Priya, a whore in your mind. Now my cock is rising bigger than ever to hear these bitchy words from your mouth. Come on, my whore, kneel in front of me and suck my cock

Priya obediently knelt in front of me, removed my lungi and, like a bitch started to suck my cock. I kept calling her whore, bitch. (Thevudiya, kandaravoli, soothalagi and whatnot). I guess she liked being treated like a bitch, which I found out 15 years after our marriage.

Once she was done sucking, I lifted her and pushed her on the bed. She was already wet in her pussy. I kept looking at her.

Priya: Dear, please don’t make me beg.

Karthik: Why bitch? You will beg only to that tailor is it?

Priya: No, dear, I love you more than anything. Please fuck me now.

But I inserted 3 of my fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her. While my other hand was pressing her boobs. I treated her like a whore in bed today, giving slaps to her boobs. Pinching her boobs and nipples.

It was painful for her, but the bitch inside her enjoyed it. After 10 minutes of finger fucking, I turned her to the other side and slapped her ass.

Karthik: Do you like to be fucked bitch?

Priya: Yes, dear.

Karthik: Do you want my cock or anyone else’s cock?

Priya: I want yours only, dear.

Karthik: Bitch, don’t act. I know you.

Priya: Yeah, Karthik. I need Vijay’s cock.

Karthik: Only Vijay?

Priya: No, Karthik, even if the entire guys in the world put their cock into my pussy I might still need more.

Karthik: Yeah, but you are my bitch, and I’m not going to share you.

Priya: (with a sad face) I’m your whore. I will do as you say, dear.

I turned her and started to insert my cock into her already wet pussy. It was so wet that my cock couldn’t feel her pussy walls. It felt like I had put my cock into a bucket of water. But her moans today were making me go crazy. I fucked her for 10 more minutes and finally released my cum inside her pussy.

Once we were done,

Karthik: How was this experience, Priya?

Priya: Amazing Karthik. Never felt sex could give this much pleasure.

Karthik: This is why I have been asking you to do exhibitionism.

Priya: Yes, dear. Now I’m more open to trying a few more kinds of stuff, whatever you want me to.

Karthik: So, this bitch won’t get satisfied even when everyone in the world’s cock has gone inside?

Priya: Hey, Chee. I told it out of horniness. I won’t let other cocks into my pussy.

Karthik: Let me see how long you are going to be like this.

Priya: As long as you want me to be, Karthik.

Any comments about the story or any woman from Bangalore, Madurai for real pleasure can mail me at [email protected].

Hi readers, I hope that you will like this story. My name is  Mannaz. You can call me ‘Mac’. This is the first time I am writing a story, and I don’t know how to write stories, so please understand. Then, let’s start –

At 11:30 during the college break time –

Me: BC, Teena, ma’am, is looking damn good today.

Ajay: Yes, bro, she is wearing a blue silk saree and a designer blue blouse.

(Teena is our history teacher, 37 years old, and she is undoubtedly a beautiful woman.)

Teena, ma’am, who was passing by just came out from the toilet. Just by looking at her, my cock became rock-hard. Her big round soft tits and ass, I wanted to squeeze them so hard. Her boobs were shaking and bouncing.

After finishing our lunch:

Me: Hey Ajay, let’s go, bro.

Ajay: Let me enjoy the view.

Ajay enjoyed it by checking out some girls.

Me: I’ll not say twice, come, get up.

Ajay: Ok, brother.

Me: Hey, let’s buy some cold drinks. Where is the canteen?

Ajay: …

Me: …

Me: Don’t give me that look.

Ajay: Haha, seriously!

Me: I just transferred, so I don’t know about your college.

Ajay: Ok, let’s go.

(I was a transferred student. I just transferred to this college due to the trouble I had at my old college.)

At the canteen:

There was a lot of crowd. I raised my eyes and then I saw Teena ma’am at the counter line. Her backless blouse and that ass, I just wanted to squeeze them! I wanted to hug her from behind, kiss her neck, and leave a love bit on it. I couldn’t wait and so stood behind her. Ajay realized that I was not beside him.

Ajay: Where is Mac? Oh bastard, there he is!

He then joined the counter line. He was after me after 4-5 people. I stood behind ma’am. I peeked from behind, her blouse was so tight that it had created a perfectly round shape falling due to gravity. Between those soft sexy tits was her gold mangalsutra dangling. That view made me rock hard. I wanted to squeeze two soft boobs, drink milk, and make her moan in pain.

Then I gave the signal to Ajay to push the line. Ajay, without a question, pushed the person standing before him. In the meantime, I adjusted my cock. The distance between me and ma’am was just two cm. My crotch was pressed on ma’am ass. Then Teena ma’am gave me a look, but I stood innocently.

Me: Sorry ma’am, it’s not my fault. They pushed me.

Teena: It’s ok. I’m not mad. Be careful next time.

Oh god, her voice was so magnificent. There was a mole on the left upper lip, and the second was a little bit away from the first one. That made her look so sexy that made anyone go crazy. I couldn’t take anymore and pressed again.

Teena (in her mind): What is poking me from behind, not again!

She looked behind.

Teena (in her mind): Is it Mac, the transfer student? Don’t tell me they think they can poke me.

We stood in the line for more than 5 minutes and I pressed my crotch many times on ma’am ass.

Teena (in her mind): It’s so hard and warm. I think I can guess its size. No, stop it, Teena! But what is this feeling? Why is my heart beating so fast? My ear has gotten red and hot.

I looked at her face from behind, and she looked tense. I thought she was going to shout at me, so I stopped.

Teena (in her mind): Why did he stop? It’s better. But I want to feel that again. I know it’s wrong with my student, plus I am married. Fuck, whatever!

Suddenly, I was surprised. I couldn’t believe she pressed her ass softly at my crotch! Ahh! That feeling. I can’t express that feeling in any word, you can just imagine.

Teena (in her mind): Has it been so long since I got this feeling? It’s all my husband’s fault. We barely had sex for the last month.

She rubbed her ass softly and made this act an accident. She was lost in her thoughts.

Someone: Ma’am, ma’am.

Then I put my hand on her shoulder and said –

Me: Ma’am, ma’am, it’s your turn to order.

Teena: Hmm, what?

Me: Your turn (pointed at the counter).

Teena: Oh yes, thanks.

She moved forward. Her pallu was stuck in her sandal, she missed her balance, and she fell. I caught her from behind, and then I realized that my right hand was on her boob.

Me (in my mind): What the fuck! She hasn’t worn a bra.

Oh God, why are you helping me so much? My hand was on her boob and couldn’t be seen by others due to her saree.

Me (in my mind): I want to feel it. Just do it, Mac.

Then I squeezed her boob hard.

Teena: Aahhh..

Someone: Ma’am, are you all right? Are you hurt anywhere?

Teena looked at me. We looked at each other for two seconds.

Someone: Ma’am, ma’am.

Teena: I..I am alright.

Someone: Ma’am, your order.

Teena: Yes, thank you.

She gave me a look when she walked by me.

Ajay: Bro, how was it? Did you get anything?

Ring-Ring-Ring.

Ajay: Shit! Lunchtime is over. Let’s go to class, bro. It’s math class time.

In the class, I was looking at my hand and smiling.

Me: Wow, what a wonderful day! I wish I could feel it every day.

Ajay: What are you talking about? Smiling like you found a girl to yourself?

Me: That’s right (happily).

I kissed my hand.

Ajay: Hey, are you a pervert? What are you doing, and why did ma’am give you that look at the canteen?

Me: What a wonderful day. I wish she would be my woman.

Ajay: Hey!

Me: What?

Ajay: You stand beside Teena Ma’am at the canteen. (in a lower voice) Did you have fun? You know what I mean.

Me (in my mind): Should I tell him or not?

Math teacher: Ok, then solve this problem by tomorrow.

In the meantime when the teacher came to the class –

Me: Hey, let me tell you something interesting.

Ajay: What? Hurry up, tell me.

Me: Hold your horses. At the canteen when you pushed, I touched my crotch at Teena’s ass, and she didn’t say anything. After some time, she pushed her ass softly at my crotch. She was enjoying it.

His eyes were wide open in surprise.

Ajay: I don’t believe.

Me: Why don’t you believe me?

Ajay: Bro, many other students tried this. But in the end, they got punished and she slapped them so hard. She is loyal to her husband, and she is a very religious woman. It’s hard to believe. She is not that type of woman.

Me: Believe me, bro. I swear on you mother.

Ajay: Hey!

Me: Ok, you heard that she scammed loudly, right?

Ajay: Yes. So, did you do anything else?

Me: (smiled)

Ajay: Tell me?

Me (looked right and left): Did you see that I saved her from falling?

Ajay: Yes. So what?

Me: When I caught her, one of my hands was on her left boob, and I squeezed it.

Ajay: You lucky bastard! Do you know how lucky you are?

Me: Bro, if I seduce her, who knows I can make her my woman one day.

Ajay: If you, may be possible.

We two laughed.

“Hey, you bastards!”

It was our class representative Varun.

Varun: How dare you!

Me: What happened, why are you angry?

Varun: I heard your conversation assholes. I complain to the ma’am.

Me: Oh, so what? Are you gonna say that I tried to seduce her, squeeze her boob, and pressed my crotch at her ass? But you know (put my hand on his solder), she also liked it.

Varun: You (he grabbed my collar).

Me: Hey, don’t tell me you have a crush on her. (in Anger) If you have, then forget it. She belongs to me only me.

Ajay: That’s enough, Varun; just accept that he is your future stepfather.

Varun (loudly): Ajay!

Everyone looked at our side.

To be continued.

Nidhi model ban chuki thi aur uski lingerie wala photos sites par a chuke the. Pallavi aur main yeh dekh bohut khush hote hai. Tabhi hamari ek cousin ka phone Nidhi ko atta ha. Uska nam Pratibha tha.

Woh Nidhi ki umar ki hi thi. Nidhi aur Pratibha ki acchi dosti thi. Nidhi aur woh ek dusre se sare secret share karte the. Na jane usne hamara secret use bataya hai ki nahi.

Waise toh Pratibha se meri bhi bat hoti hi thi. Par woh mujhse bohut darti thi. Pratibha ke bade bhai ki shadi thi. Aur yehi bat yad dilane ke liye usne call kiya tha.

Pratibha wahin gaon mein rehti thi jahan par hamara woh flat tha. Woh flat usne hi hamein dilaya tha. Pratibha ke gaon mein bohut kam log ki the. Aur shadi mein toh uske ass pass ke sare log jane wale the 2 din ke liye.

Toh Pratibha ne hum teeno ko apne sath rukne ke liye bula liya tha. Warna use fir kisi dost ke ghar jakar rehna padta. Toh hamne decide kiya ki hum sab wahin 2 din ke liye Pratibha ke ghar par rahenge.

Nidhi kuch jyada hi excited thi. Waise bhi flat mein ‘Mera dare behano ko pada mehenga’ ke bad se hum gaon nahi aye the. Dare ke chakar mein Nidhi aur Pallavi ko pure flat mein ghumma ghumma kar guard ke sath milkar choda tha.

Sayad Nidhi yehi sab soch kar excited thi. Hum apne gadi se wahan pahuchte hai. Kuch 3 baj rahe the. Aur barat nikalne wali thi. Humne bhi barat mein shamil hokar dance kiya aur barat ko bida kiya.

Pratibha thoda dukhi lag rahi thi kyunki woh nahi ja payi. Par Nidhi ne na jane usse kya kaha ki uske chehre ki raunak laut ayi. Shadi ke karan gaon mein sajawat bhi thi.

Waise toh pura goan hi barat mein challa gaya tha. Kuch 1-2 bujurgon aur wahan ke guard ko chod kar. Toh pura goan sunsan lag raha tha. Nidhi aur Pallavi Pratibha se milkar kafi khus the. Woh teeno baten karne mein lag gaye.

Aur main game khelne mein busy ho gaya. Kab sham ho gaya pata hi nahi challa. Ab ghar par humlog hi the. Toh mera man daru party ka karne laga. Maine yeh bat chupke se Nidhi ko batayi toh usne sab ko ye bat bata di.

Nidhi – Didi, yeh dekho bhaiya kya keh rahe hai. Woh daru party karna chahte hai. Kyun didi kya khayal hai.

Pallavi – Idea toh accha hai. Aise bhi 2 din tak koi ane kaun sa wala hai. Kyun Pratibha kya kehti hai. Tumhe bhi daru taste karwa denge.

Pratibaha – Didi maine toh kabhi daru taste nahi ki. Pata nahi kahin nashe mein maine kya kya karungi. Waise man toh mere bhi hai. Maine aj tak daru nahi pi. Par waise abhi kahan milegi yahan goan mein daru itni rat.

Nidhi – Bhaiya ki gadi mein har waqt daru rehti hi hai. Tum tension mat lo. 1-2 bottle toh hogi hi kyun bhaiya.

Main – Ab emergency ke liye rakhna padta hai. Toh fir ready ho tumlog. Bass daru ke sath khane ke liye kuch bana hoga.

Nidhi – Han bhaiya hum sab ready hai. Bas thoda fresh hokar atte hai. Aap bass party ki tyari karo.

Teeno behene nahane chali gayi aur idhar maine gadi se 1 bottle daru ke le aya. Aur highway se jakar chips wagera le aya. Teeno ab bhi naha rahe the.

Aur main ab TV dekhne laga. TV par Titanic movie dekhne laga. Main TV dekh hi raha tha ki teeno behene bathroom se bahar a gayi. Bathroom TV se bagal mein hi tha.

Teeno ne towel pehen rakha tha. Teeno ko aiase towel mein dekh mara lund pura khada ho gaya tha. Khass kar Pratibha ko dekh kar. Uska gora badan. Uske bheega bal. Aur upar se uski chooti si towel.

Mujhe beetab kar deti hai. Main uske badan ko ghure ja raha tha. Aur mujhe kayal hi nahi raha ki kab titanic movie ka woh nude scene challu ho gaya tha. Teeno behene sharmati hui mujhe dekh rahi thi.

Aur main Pratibha ko dekh raha tha. Usne bhi mujhe dekha aur. Mere khade lund par bhi uski nazar pad gayi. Pratibha bass sharmati aur kuch nahi kehti. Par Nidhi ko toh mauka chahiye tha.

Nidhi – yeh sab kya dekh rahe ho bhaiya. Thodi toh saram karo. Hum teeno beheno ke samne aisi nangi wali picture dekh rahe ho.

Main hairan tha. Sab itni achanak huya ki mujhe kuch karne ka mauka hi nahi mila. Fir teeno jor jor se hasne lage.

Pallavi – Bhaiya ki sakal toh dekho. Waise bhaiya TV mein heroine ko nahi kisi aur ke dekh rahe the Nidhi.

Nidhi – Kyun bhaiya hamari Nidhi apko kaisi lagi. Lagti hai na ekdum model jaisi.

Pratibha ye sab dekh rahi thi. Aur halki smile deti hui sab sun rahi thi.

Pratibha – Didi chalo na dress pehen lete hai. Mujhe aise sharam a rahi hai.

Nidhi – Bhaiya ke samne kaisa sharma. Woh tumhare bhi toh bhaiya hai na. Jaise hamara bhaiya hai.

Pallavi – Nidhi tum ye baten hi karti rahogi ya ready bhi hokar ayogi. Daru party start nahi karni kya.

Nidhi pehle hi ready ho jati hai. Usne apni sik night pant aur shirt pehni thi. Usne andar koi bra nahi pehen rakhi thi. Jaise hi Pratibha bahar ayi toh maine dekha Nidhi ne usse bhi apni woh wali night dress di hai.

Prtaibha ke jhang aur uske navel. Uska gora rang kya dikh rahi thi woh. Pratibha thoda sharmate huye mere samne ati hai.

Main – Kyun na chhat par party kiya jaye. Waise bhi thand ka mausam hai. Bonfire jalakar party karne mein bohut maza ayega.

Fir kya Nidhi khush ho jati hai. Pratibha ko lekar chhat par jane lagti hai. Main ek tak Pratibha ko dekhta rehta hun. Aur Pallavi mujhe usse dekhte huye dekh leti hai.

Pallavi – Kyun bhaiya bohut sexy hai na Pratibha. Bolo toh Nidhi ki tarah isse bhi hamare sex game mein samil kar liya jaye. Aap jaise usse ghoor rahe ho lagta hai usse ankhon se hi kha jayoge.

Main – Woh itna sharma rahi hai. Aur waqt kahan hai 2 din bad toh jana padega.

Pallavi – Main hun na bhaiya. Aur ab toh Nidhi bhi hai. Aap bass dekhte jao. Aaj rat hi Pratibha khud puri nangi hokar apki goad mein na ayi toh kehna. Waise toh hamein bhi woh film ki audition ke liye jana hai. Par do din toh bohut time hai. Ab jaldi challo apki Pratibha apka wait kar rahi hai.

Hum dono ab daru lekar chhat par a jate hai. Thand itni thi par fir bhi Nidhi aur Pratibha ko itne chotte se dress mein bhi thand nahi lag rahi thi. Aur unhe aise dekh mere under alag ag jal rahi thi.

Main wahan bonfire jalata hun. Aur fir kya charro ke liye peg banata hun. Nidhi toh ek bar mein hi woh glass khatam kar deti hai. Aur ab woh Pratibha ko kehti hai ek bar mein pura glass khatam karne.

Pratibha – Didi, kuch hua toh app log sambhal loge na.

Pallavi – Tum kyun dar rahi ho kuch nahi hoga. Abhi toh bohut maza karna hai.

Pratibha – Didi ye toh kitni hard lag rahi hai.

Nidhi – Daro mat Pratibha abhi toh hard lag rahi hai fir addat pad jayegi.

Dekhte dekhte 3 peg sab khatam kar chuke the aur ab thoda nasha sab par chadne laga tha. Maine jankar Pratibha ki peg strong banayi thi.

Nidhi – Didi ye Pratibha par toh daru ka nasha kuch jyada hi lag raha hai.

Pallavi – Bhaiya ne uski peg strong banayi hai. Aaj Pratibha ko kali se phool jo bana hai.

Nidhi – Accha ji. Par ye bat pehle kyun nahi batiyi. Tumhe kya lagta hai. Pratibha ne itni planing kar hamen yahan kyun bulaya hai. Maine jabse hamara secret usse bataya hai woh tadap rahi hai apni jawani ki pyass bhujane ko. Hamari tarah woh bhi pyassi hai didi.

Pallavi – Aur idhar main aur bhaiya plan bana rahe the. Dekha bhaiya lagta hai apki aj lottery nikalne wali hai. Apki teeno behene milkar appar apni jawani lootane wale hai.

Main – Ab meri kismat hai hi itni achi. Par ab time waste kyun karna.

Nidhi – Itni bhi kya jaldi hai bhaiya. Pehle usse thoda tadpa toh loon.

Aur aise kehte huye woh mujhe ek peg lagane ko bolti hai.

Nidhi – Pratibha toh ye daru kaisi lagi. Maza toh a raha hai na.

Pratibha – Han Nidhi bohut accha lag raha hai. Par ye mera sar thoda ghoom raha hai. Jaise mein hawa mein hun.

Nidhi – Abhi toh age age dekho kya hota hai.

Aur aisa kehkar woh usse ek aur glass deti hai. Aur cheers kar apni glass leti hai. Aur meri goad mein akar beth jati hai. Woh Pratibha ko dikhate huye ye karti hai. Aur fir uske samne hi mujhe kiss karti hai.

Nidhi ab issare se Pallavi ko bhi aisa karne ko kehti hai. Pratibha ab ek tak hamein dekhne lagti hai. Uski bechani saf uske cheere par dikh rahi thi.

Pallavi bhi ab akar merr goad mein beth jati hai. Aur woh bhi mujhe kiss karti hai. Woh dono ab mujhe apne glass se daru pillate hai.

Pallavi – Ab tumhari bari Pratibha. Challo bhaiya ko apne hathon se daru pillao na.

Pratibha – Mujhe sharam ati hai didi. Woh kya sochenge.

Pallavi – Tum toh sab janti ho na hamara secret fir kyun dar rahi ho. Woh tumhare bhi toh bhaiya hai na. Tum toh yehi chahti thi na jaise woh hamare bhaiya bante hai woh tumhare bhi bhaiya bane. Fir kaisi sharam.

Nidhi – Kya Pratibha sab plan tum kharab kar dogi. Itna kaun sharamta hai. Itna toh main bhi nahi sharmayi thi.

Dono ke itna kehne pe ab Pratibha khud ko rok nahi pati. Ek toh daru ka nassa upar se uske jawani ki pyass usse pagal kar rahi thi. Woh uthi aur apni daru ki glass lekar mere goad mein akar beth gayi.

Uska woh makhmali badan mere badan ko chu raha tha. Mera lund pura khada ho chuka tha. Uski nangi jhangon ko chu raha tha. Woh ab mujhe daru pillati hai. Aur fir uth kar jane lagti hai. Toh main usse dono hathon ko piche se pakad leta hun.

Main – Pratibha tumne ye thik se nahi kiya. Kiss karna toh reh hi gaya. Dekha na Pallavi aur Nidhi ne kaise kiya.

Pratibha – Mujhe sharam ati hai bhaiya.

Main – Mujhse kya sharmana. Nidhi ne hamara secret toh bata hi diya hai. Toh fir ab kyun sharmana. Aao na main bhi dekho meri behen kaise kiss karti hai.

Pratibha apni ankhen band karti hai. Aur mere chenre ko pakad kar mere hathon par kiss karne lagti hai. Main usse khas kar apni bahhon mein bhar leta hun. Uski komal chuchiyan mere badan se aise ragda rahi thi ki main khushi se jhoom utha.

Maine piche se uski mast gand par hath aur usse apne upar betha liya. Mera khada lund uske night pant ke upar se uski choot ko chu raha tha. Aur Pratibha ki tadap dekhne layak thi.

Ab Nidhi ne daru ki glass li aur daru se bhari glass pura Pratibha ke badan par dal diya. Daru dalte hi uska badan jaise sihar utha. Uski shirt ab gili ho chuki thi.

Ab Pratibha ka dar thoda kam hota hai. Aur ab woh bhi Nidhi aur Pallavi par daru dalne lagti hai. Dekhte dekhte teeno mere samne hi daru mein bheeg chuke the. Par abhi toh Pratibha ko aur tadpane ka wakt tha.

Daru se bheegne se Pratibha ki nipple ab uske shirt se saf dikhne laga tha. Main ab uski chudai karne ke liye bekarar tha.

Main – Are tumlogo ko ye gelle shirt mein thand nahi lag rahi kya. Jaldi se isse change karlo warna thand lag jayegi.

Meri ye kehne ki deer thi ke Nidhi ne apni shirt utar pheki. Woh bilkul topless hokar wahan chhat par nachne lagi. Aur fir daud kar Pallavi ke shirt ko khechne lagti. Aur fir kya Pallavi ki shirt bhi ab zameen par padi thi.

Meri dono behen topless hokar wahan daru ke nashe mein jhoom rahi thi. Dono ke badna par bass woh bass unka pant hi baccha tha. Dono adhi nangi hokar Pratibha ko chidha rahi thi.

Pallavi – Kya hua Pratibha ao na dance karte hai.

Pratibha – Pallavi di, Nidhi. Yeh kya apne kaise apni shirt utar kar yahan bhaiya ke samne adhi nangi hokar nach rahi ho.

Nidhi – Pratibha. Bolo toh ye pant bhi utar dete hai. Woh hamein kaun sa pehli bar aise nangi dekh rahe hai. Bhaiya ne hamare badan ka aisa kaun sa hissa hai jo nahi dekha hoga.

Aur aisa kehte huye huye dono apni pant bhi utar dete hai. Pallavi aur Nidhi ab bass apne panties mein the.

Pallavi – Kya hua Pratibha ab apni nighty utar bhi do. Ya kahu bhaiya ko utarne.

Nidhi – Come on Pratibha. Dekho na tumhare ghar par hum bilkul nude hokar dance kar rahen hai aur tum dar rahi ho. Tum itni darpok hogi ye nahi pata tha.

Nidhi aur Pallavi ne ab apni panty bhi utar pheka tha. Dono ab bilkul nange ho chuke the.

Pratibha – Main darpok nahi hun Nidhi. Yeh dekh lo

Aur aisa kehte huye woh apni shirt aur pant utar kar phek deti hai. Main pehli bar Pratibha ke nang jism ko dekh raha tha. Meri teeno behene mere samne nangi khadi thi.

Pratibha ko nange hotte dekh maine bhi apne kapde utar diya. Pratibha ke chehre par ab ek alag sa josh dekhne ko mil raha tha. Woh age badhi aur waise hi nangi hokar mere goad mein akar beth gayi.

Woh aise betch ke mera khada lund uski choot ko chune laga. Hum dono ki dhadkane tezi se dhadak rahi thi. Woh puri madmast ho chuki thi.

Pallavi aur Nidhi dono tali bazate huye Pratibha ka hosla bhadhane lage.

Pallavi – Dekha bhiaya maine kaha tha na Pratibha khud apne kapde utar nangi hokar aj apki goad mein hogi.

Main – Han Pallavi dekho na isse. Kaise apne sare kapde utar phenke hai isne.

Main – Pratibha. Tum bhi apni dono beheno ki tarah mujhpar apni jawani lootaogi na.

Pratibha – Han bhaiya. Nidhi aur Pallavi di ki tarah meri bhi pyass bhuja do na. Main bhi aplogon ke sex game mein samil hona chahti hun. Meri yeh jawani ab mujhse nahi sambhali jati.

Pratibha – Dekho na bhaiya mere badan par ek bhi kapda nahi hai. Main kaise apke goad mein puri nangi hokar bethi hun. Aao na bhaiya kha jao na mujhe. Loot lo meri jawani ka maza. Main aj appar apna sabkuch lootana chahti hun.

Nidhi – Dekh rahe ho bhaiya Pratibha ki betabi.

Pratibha – Han Nidhi. Jab se tumne flat main apni dare bare game ke bare mein bataya hai. Tabse meri ye pyass aur bhad gayi hai. Kas apne mujhe bhi bula liya hotta toh. Kitna maza atta aise dare karne mein.

Pallavi – Koi bat nahi Pratibha us din ki kasar aj puri kar dete hai. Bolo karogi hamare sath dare bare challenge.

Nidhi – Wah didi. Bahut maza ayega fir se ye dare challenge karne mein. Par dare main chunungi.

Main – Dekh rahi ho. Nidhi ki excitement. Woh toh dare karne ke hamesha tayar rehti hai. Kya kehti ho Pratibha tum tayar ho Nidhi ki dare challenge ke liye.

Pratibha – Main toh kabse tayar ho bhaiya. Par jo bhi dare hoga sabko karna hoga. Par pehle thoda naha toh loon. Mere badan par ye coldrinks kaise lag raha hai.

Main – Aj tak toh akele nahati thi Pratibha. Aaj main tumhe apne hathon se nehlayunga. Bolo chalen sath nahane.

Pratibha – Han bhaiya. Le chalo na mujhe aise goad mein uthakar mujhe bathroom tak. Jaise Nidhi aur Pallavi ko nehlaya tha apne pehli bar.

Nidhi – HNahana toh main bhi chahti hun. Par bathroom mein nahi.

Pallavi – Ab yeh mat kehna ki goan ke bicho bich jo kuan hai wahan nahana chahti ho.

Nidhi – Wah didi ap toh mujhe acche se jane lage ho. Main toh kabse wahan par aise nahana chahti thi. Aaj mauka mila hi. Chalo na sab aj ki yehi dare ha. Aaj toh goan mein koi nahi hai. Aise khuleam nahane ka mauka kahan roz roz milega.

Pratibha – Le chalo bhaiya. Main tyar hun. Aaj main kisi bhi dare ke liye mana nahi karungi.

Pallavi – Dekh rahi ho Nidhi. Lagta hai Pratibha toh tumhara record bhi tod degi. Ek bar mein kaise nangi hokar goan mein ghumne ke liye tyar ho gayi.

Nidhi – nahi didi ap ka record koi nahi tod sakta. Apki “Highway par nangi ghumne ki khawaish” ki barabari koi nahi kar sakta.

Pratibha – Challo na bhaiya. Maujhe apni goad mein uthakar ghumao na. Mujhe toh soch kar hi kitna accha lag raha hai. Apne hi goan mein main aj nangi hokar ghumungi. Uff.

Pallavi – Abhi toh 10 hi baje hai. Acche se rat toh ho jane do.

Pratibha – Kyun didi ab kaun dar raha hai. Goan mein hai hi kaun. Sab toh barat mein gaye hai.

Main – Itni hi tadap hai toh ao Pratibha. Aaj tumhe apne khande par bithakar sare goan mein tumhari nangi parade nikalta hun. Aaj tumhari ye jawani ki pyass aise shant karunga ki tum zindagi bhar aj ki rat bhul nahi payogi.

Main – Chalo fir. Aaj Nidhi ki bhi khwaish puri ho jayegi. Woh toh kabse aise goan mein nangi ghumna chahti thi aur main toh kabse tum dono ki aisi nangi parade nikwana chahta tha. Pallavi ne toh fir highway par nangi ghumne ka maza uthaya hai. Par aj tum dono ki bari hai.

Main – Kya din hai aj Pratibha. Tumhari pehli chudai yadgar bane wali hai. Tumhari iss kamsin choot ki aj hum sab milkar grand opening karnege. Woh bhi khuleam goan ke bicho bich.

Fir kya meri ye baten sun teeno madmast ho chuke the. Ek toh daru ka nasha upar se beheno ki chudai ki bhukh. Aaj teeno behen milkar meri rat ragin karne wale the. Aur ab Pratibha ki chudai ke liye meri bhi tadap badhti ja rahi thi.

Agee kya hua ye jane ke liye next part jarur padhe.