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When we last left off with James, he was a blushing cheerleader. He had started to suck other guy’s cocks regularly. Within a month, James was performing several blowjobs on a daily basis. He was embarrassed but craved cock in his mouth.

Both Carly and Jane had heard rumours and reports of James and his cock-gobbling escapades. They both found that information extremely amusing. The often laughed together about it.

Jane was planning a big New Year’s party at her place. So she reached out to James and invited him. But it was not a typical invitation. The text thread looks like this:

“James, I am having a New Year’s party and wondered if you would come help. I need you to dress as a sexy French Maid and serve our guests at the party. You in?”

“Jane, why would I come to your party dressed like that?”

“You’ve been a cheerleader over and over, from what I hear. You should be willing to be a French Maid!”

“And what do I get out of this?”

“I will make sure that you have 8 guys to suck off at the party! 8 big cocks for you to slurpy slurp!”

“8 guys?”

“Yeppers!”

“Fine! I will do it! But I hope you know that it will be very embarrassing for me!”

“Perfect!”

Jane contacted Carly and told her that she made arrangements with James to be their personal French Maid for the New Year’s party. Carly laughed out loud.

“We will have to set up some embarrassment for him!” laughed Carly.

“Oh girl, I already have. He agreed to do it if I provide him 8 guys to suck off!” giggled Jane.

“OH! MY! GOD!” screamed Carly in amusement.

At the New Year’s party, James wore a sexy French Maid uniform. He wore thigh-high stockings, 3 inch black heels, a lace hat, and black lace thong panties, leg garters, and a feather duster.

The New Year’s party had only females at it. James was the French Maid for them. The girls would pinch or slap his butt cheeks. Multiple females had pulled James across their laps, lifted his dress to expose his butt cheeks and thong, and then administered spankings.

James whimpered and whined while his butt was spanked with female domination power.

“Yipity-Yikes-a-rama!”
“Wowsie-wowsers!”
“Ouchie-wow-wow!”
“Bippity-Ruffle-Poppers!”
“Caliente bragas!”
“Ooo, ma culotte!”

The girls all laughed at his little sayings. Then Jane brought in the eight guys, as promised. James spent nearly two hours slurping, slobbering, sucking, and savouring cocks in his mouth. It was a blatant display of cock-whore!

After James had swallowed all the cum. He pouted because there were no more cocks to suck. Carly pulled James across her lap and slipped his panties down. She then took an 8-inch dildo and slowly pushed up his butt into it was fully inserted. She then pulled his panties back up.

“Oh, Mommy! That is so deep!” James blushed.

“Oh, James! You are a complete sissy!” giggled Carly.

James stood before the group of powerful females. Carly held a remote into the air and pushed it. The dildo deep inside of James began rumbling and vibrating. James clenched his teeth together and thrust his hips forward as he grabbed his butt. The girls laughed at that.

So Carly turned the vibrator off and on, forcing James to thrust his hips back and forth as he hooted like an owl. He gyrated around the room in humiliation. After a minute, James slammed his butt on the floor and firmly bounced up and down. It appeared he was attempting to turn off the vibrating dildo.

Carly and Jane loved watching French Maid James bounce on his butt until his cheeks throbbed. By that time, he had driven the dildo so deep inside of his ass. James had to hobble into the ER at the hospital to get assistance to remove the dildo from his ass.

He got lots of praise from the female hospital staff for his French Maid uniform and tiny panties. Carly went to the hospital with James so she could explain to the staff that she had inserted the dildo. She explained that James had been sucking cocks and then began bouncing on his butt and driving the dildo deep.

James whimpered, “It is so deep!”

Carly then held up the remote and demonstrated what it did when she turned it on. The hospital staff were bent over laughing so hard. James dropped his butt on the hard floor of the ER exam room and started bouncing on his butt in front of all those hospital people.

His butt cheeks slapped and plopped against the floor.

“Ugh! My butt is so sore! This is so embarrassing!” James blushed and bounced.

Everyone was laughing and had tears in their eyes. James’ butt cheeks made PLOP! PLOP! PLOP! Sounds in the room. James was so embarrassed! As he bounced, he released a series of high-pitched squeaks! Carly was going to stop James from bouncing.

But she left the dildo vibrating because she was doubled over in hysterical laughter at the squeaks. Once Carly caught her breath and compiled some composure, she declared, “Bounce those cheeks and give those squeaks!”

Upon hearing this, the entire staff of 5 hospital staff laughed so hard that they could not stand. Additional hospital staff were coming over to see what was happening. A few staff called their friends in other departments to come to witness this event. Soon, there were 20 hospital staff.

Carly stopped the vibrating, and James stopped bouncing. He just sat on his very sore butt and panted to catch his breath while blushing so red and dying of thoroughly intense mortification. He was beyond embarrassed.

Carly helped James to his feet and lovingly rubbed his sore butt for him. James blushed and pouted. The hospital staff gathered their professionalism and asked James to slip his panties off and bend over the exam table.

“Those are very nice stockings!” commented the female ER doctor.

“And those little panties are adorable!” commented a female nurse.

The staff spread James’ butt cheeks apart and used a gripper tool to slide into his anus and grasp the dildo. As she slowly pulled the dildo out, there was a gasp of shock among the other nurses, interns, and hospital staff watching. They were shocked the dildo was a full 8 inches long.

When the dildo was removed, James whimpered, “Oh-Yikety-Yikers!”

James stood up straight and pulled his panties up. He grunted in embarrassment and glared at Carly with narrowing eyes. Carly snickered and stated, “Next time I shove a dildo up your butt, don’t butt bounce to drive it so deep!”

James slammed his fists on his hips and huffed. The doctor lifted the little dress to examine James’ butt cheeks. She asked, “How are your butt cheeks feeling?”

James pouted, “I won’t be sitting down for a while!”

The ER doctor squeezed his butt cheeks and then announced, “Don’t bounce on these cheeks for a day or so, you will be fine!”

Carly interjected, “Can I spank his butt?”

The doctor giggled and replied, “Better give him a few days before you spank him.”

Carly smiled and stated, “48 hours, sissy boi, then I’m going to pound those panties with my Girl Power paddle!”

James bit his lower lip and whimpered, “Youchie-Wowsers!”

Carly and James left the ER, James rubbing his sore butt. The hospital staff were kind enough to wash the dildo, placed it in a bag and handed it to Carly. Once Carly and James got out into the car, she took the dildo out of the bag and pushed it into James’ mouth.

He sucked the dildo as Carly drove him home. What a colossally embarrassing day for James.

“That vibrating dildo will probably spend a lot of time buried in your ass this year!” Carly smirked.

James slid the dildo out of his mouth with a SLURP! And replied, “Why don’t you just find some guys that will do me up the butt while I am sucking cocks?”

Carly smiled and hummed in curious approval. She liked the idea of her ex-boyfriend being filled with cocks. She felt so powerful and vindicated for his cheating against her. James had learned his lesson and continued to encounter staggering embarrassment. Carly loved that.

Hello readers, I am welcoming you to another new story. Before going to the main story, let me introduce the characters of this story.

My name is Mohit. I am an average-looking guy of height 5 feet 8 inches. My age is 23 years and I am studying at an MBA college in Hyderabad.

My father’s name is Arun. His age is 46 years. He is almost my height and works in an IT company here.

My brother’s name is Rohit. He is 21 years old. He is studying for a B.Sc. in a college here. He is a little taller than me.

My mother’s name is Shakshi. She is 43 years old. But still, she has maintained her body and still looks like 10 years younger than her actual age. She is a housewife.

Despite being in their mid-40s, my parents are sexually active till now. I have heard their moaning and dirty talk many times from my room at night.

We lived in a 2 BHK flat – one for our parents and one for me and my brother. However, our room had 2 separate beds. My bed was at the side of the wall which was common with the parents’ room.

So, let’s come to the story.

Our mom and dad are very friendly to us. But they have not ever spoken any vulgar language or done any sex talks in front of us.

We both brothers, though did all these things together. Even we watched porn also together on my laptop. Even though I was not a fan of family sex, all things changed suddenly. One night, I heard the moaning of my mom from the other room. That was extremely appealing, so I couldn’t stop myself.

Rohit was in a deep sleep. I opened my laptop and watched a mom-son porn (I was using earphones). I masturbated twice watching that. Then I went to the bathroom, cleaned myself and then slept coming to my bed. This continued for a few days.

But one day, Rohit caught me watching mom-son porn. Initially, I hesitated but then I described that night’s incident to him. Then, his words shocked me. He said that one day he saw mom’s cleavage accidentally and from then onwards, he also has masturbated multiple times thinking of that.

After a few days, mom and dad went for a night party. So, they were not going to come back that day. We went to their room. We took a set of mom’s underwear. We played porn on our laptop and masturbated. I used mom’s panty and Rohit used her bra.

We kept that bra and panty hidden in our room so that no one could find them. But one day, we found that that bra and panty were missing. But neither mom nor dad didn’t say anything about this. So, we became a little bit confused.

A few days later, the day was our father’s birthday. After dinner, we all were sitting in the drawing room. Then dad started talking.

Dad: So, you have fucked using your mom’s underwear?

Mom: Yes and they even tried to hide it from us. Accidentally, I have found it.

Suddenly, the environment was heating up. We both were very much afraid.

Me: We are very very sorry, mom. But we were just experiencing that. We have seen many blue films, but haven’t tried anything different before.

Mom: What ‘just’ you are saying?! Am I your girlfriend to make experience??

She was very angry. Rohit was silent as he was very scared. But I saw that dad was not that angry. I also went silent.

Dad: Cool Shakshi, cool. We have decided to discuss this topic. So, please don’t shout at them wildly. We live in a building. It’s not our house.

Dad: Moreover, they are adults now. So, these things might happen. But yes, they should not do with your underwear.

Mom (controlling her voice): Yes, I am also trying to say the same. Having sex and doing these things is common at their age. But not using my things.

Me: Sorry, mom. But we don’t have girlfriends. And we were not supposed to do this also. But..

Dad: But what?

Me: But, a few days back, one night, your moaning was very appealing and we couldn’t resist.

That was the first time I was talking freely on this topic with my parents. Hearing this from me, mom seemed a little uncomfortable. Observing this,

Dad: Shakshi, better you go to the room. I will come after sorting this out.

Mom silently went to her room.

Dad: Look, seeing the age gap, you can understand we got married at a very early age. But nowadays, the scenario has changed. So, to have regular sex with your wife, you have to wait a few more years.

Dad: But now I can manage something for you.

Me (asked excitedly): What management, dad?

Dad: Will you agree to fuck your mom?

“WHAT??” I and Rohit asked simultaneously.

Dad: Yes, due to increasing age, I get tired very early during sex. But, your fit mom has a lot more energy and capability. But we are not that modern yet to call a callboy and have sex. So, if you guys agree, I will manage your mother.

This was a golden opportunity for us. Without any delay, we agreed. Then dad went to his room and came back with mom.

Mom: So, is the matter solved? What is the outcome?

Dad: Yes. We three are going to fuck you tonight.

Mom: What are you saying?! Have you gone mad?!! You want to fuck me with our sons. Seriously?!!

Dad: Yes, darling.

Before my mother could say anything further, dad inserted his lips in between mom’s lips and started a liplock kiss. He also held mom tightly. His left hand was on the back of mom and his right hand was on mom’s left hip. Mom was wearing a gown that night which was just above her ankle.

Initially, mom tried to free herself, but then she started enjoying the kiss. She might have forgotten about our presence.

After a few minutes, I did a dare. I slowly went near mom and started kissing around her neck. After a few kisses, mom realized and she freed herself from dad’s grip and stood up.

Mom: No, I don’t think this is right. What will society say if I have sex with my sons?

Dad: Who will know about this? This will be all within our family. I know that I can’t satisfy you in bed due to my age. And I can’t call any outsider also for this. So, I decided on this. It will be fun. Please agree, darling.

Mom (after thinking sometime): Okay, but please be soft on me. You know, three men, one woman.

Rohit: Don’t worry, mom. We will do as you want.

Mom: Okay, but let’s go to our bedroom. Because if anyone comes here, then…

Me: Okay mom, you and dad go to your room. We are coming.

Then mom and dad went to their room and we came to our room. I and Rohit then got nude completely. Then we went to the other room.

Dad and mom were completely nude. Mom was sucking his dick. His dick is about 6 inches. After seeing us, mom was shocked because my dick was 7 inches and Rohit’s dick was 6.8 inches long. So, both our dicks were larger than dad’s.

Then we went near mom and she started sucking all of our dicks like a porn star. Every time she was sucking one dick, she was holding the other two dicks in her two hands. This went on for around 15 minutes.

Then mom laid down on the floor and dad inserted his dick inside mom’s pussy. We two laid down on two sides of mom and started sucking her two boobs.

After a few minutes, dad took out his dick and I pushed my dick inside mom’s pussy. But it took a few attempts as my dick was an inch longer than dad’s.

Mom was not able to moan freely as Rohit was continuously mouth-fucking her. Then Rohit took out his dick and sat on the floor. Mom started riding his dick. Dad started to get a blowjob. Suddenly, I pushed my dick into mom’s ass.

Mom: Nooo…Take out your dick, Mohit. Your dad has never fucked me in the ass and I am not prepared for it.

Me: Please give me a chance, mom. You will enjoy it a lot.

Mom: But it will be painful. I will have a problem doing work tomorrow.

Me: Don’t worry, mom. We will do all of your work tomorrow.

Mom: Okay, do as you want.

Then we, the brothers started fucking mom simultaneously and dad was receiving a blowjob. It was the perfect gangbang moment as we had seen in porn.

In 10 minutes, dad ejaculated. Then Rohit started fucking mom in the doggy style. The motion of her boobs was eye pleasing. Meanwhile, I inserted my dick in mom’s mouth. She was sucking my dick like an experienced woman. I was controlling myself but here I couldn’t resist and said, “Come on, you bitch. Suck like a slut.” Mom was shocked.

Then dad joined me and said, “Yes bitch, do it.” Then in excitement, I ejaculated in mom’s mouth. And almost at the same time, Rohit also ejaculated in mom’s ass.

Now Rohit’s cum was dripping from mom’s overloaded ass. She swallowed my and dad’s full cum.

I, Rohit, and dad lay down on the bed. Mom went to the bathroom to clean up herself. She was a little bit struggling to walk as today was her first ass-fucking.

Then she also came and laid down in the bed. We all slept nude in the same bed that night.

From then onwards, we do it every Saturday. And every Sunday, mom takes a rest. I, Rohit, and dad do all the work of the house.

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It was a warm summer evening when I received a call from an unknown number. A soft, sultry voice spoke on the other end. “Hello, is this Joe? I’m Swetha. I found your number from a mutual friend. I was hoping to hire your services for the night.”

I was taken aback but quickly regained my composure. As a male escort, I had many clients, but this was the first time someone had contacted me directly. “Of course, Swetha. It would be my pleasure. What did you have in mind for tonight?”

We made arrangements to meet at an upscale hotel downtown at 8 pm. I arrived early, eager to meet this mysterious woman who had sought me out. At 8:05, the door to my room knocked. I opened it to find a stunning brunette in a sleek black dress, her curves perfectly accentuated.

She introduced herself as Swetha, and I ushered her inside. “Can I get you a drink?” I asked, gesturing to the mini bar. She smiled and shook her head. “No, I’m here for your company, not the drinks.” She stepped closer and I could smell her intoxicating perfume.

Her eyes locked with mine. “I’ve been a busy professional for years. I don’t have time for relationships, but I still have needs. That’s where you come in.” I pulled her close, my hands sliding down her back to cup her ass. “I’m happy to help with that.”

She moaned softly as I captured her lips in a searing kiss. My tongue delved into her mouth, exploring every inch. She responded eagerly, her hands roaming over my chest and abs. I broke the kiss and led her to the bed. “Let’s get you out of that dress,” I murmured, reaching for the zipper.

She stood still as I slowly undid it, revealing her incredible body to my hungry eyes. Her bra and panties matched the black of her dress. I traced a finger along the lacy edge of her bra. “You’re absolutely gorgeous, Swetha.” She blushed and reached behind to unclasp her bra.

Her breasts spilt out, full and perfect, nipples already hard. I couldn’t resist taking one into my mouth, swirling my tongue around the peak. She gasped and tangled her fingers in my hair. I lavished attention on her breasts, sucking and nibbling until she was writhing with need.

“Joe, please,” she whimpered. “I need you.” I stood and quickly shed my own clothes. She took in the sight of my erection and licked her lips. I pushed her back onto the bed and hooked my fingers in her panties. She lifted her hips as I tugged them off. I settled between her thighs, my cock nudging her slick folds.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” I promised as I slowly pushed inside her tight heat. She was incredibly wet and wrapped her legs around my waist as I started to move. I set a steady rhythm, angling my hips to hit that special spot inside her with every thrust.

She was so responsive, her moans growing louder as I picked up speed. “Harder,” she urged, digging her nails into my back. I obliged, pounding into her with abandon. The bed creaked beneath us, and the room filled with the sounds of our passion – skin slapping against skin.

Her cries of ecstasy, my grunts of effort. I could feel her walls starting to flutter around me. “That’s it, baby,” I coaxed. “Cum for me.” A few more deep thrusts and she shattered, her body going rigid as her orgasm crashed over her. I followed seconds later, spilling myself inside her with a guttural groan.

We collapsed together, chests heaving as we caught our breath. After a moment, I rolled to the side and gathered her into my arms. “That was incredible,” I said, pressing a kiss to her temple. She smiled and snuggled against my chest.

But we were far from done. What started as a one-time fling soon turned into a regular arrangement. Every week or two, Swetha would book a room, and we would spend hours exploring each other’s bodies. She was insatiable, and I was always up for the challenge.

We tried every position imaginable, inspired by the porn we watched together. Doggy style, me on top, her riding me, 69 position, anal – nothing was off limits. She loved it when I played with her breasts, so I made sure to lavish them with attention every time.

I discovered that sucking on her nipples could make her come without me even touching her pussy. As much as I loved having her come on my cock, I also enjoyed eating her out. She tasted divine, and I could happily spend hours between her thighs, making her writhe and moan.

I learned all the spots that made her quiver and quake. I loved feeling her thighs clamp around my head as she came against my mouth.

Our sessions grew longer and more intense. We would fuck for hours, only stopping to rest and recharge before going at it again. She was an amazing lover – adventurous, responsive, and not afraid to tell me exactly what she wanted. I loved her dirty talk and the way she would beg me to fuck her harder.

But even as I lost myself in her body week after week, I knew I could never have more than this with her. She was clear from the start that this was purely physical and that she wasn’t looking for anything serious. And that was okay with me. I had my reasons for not wanting commitment.

So we continued our arrangement, two adults meeting to satisfy our basest urges. The sex was always mind-blowing, and I looked forward to every encounter. She was the perfect client, and I was more than happy to be her go-to guy.

Months passed in a haze of sweat and passion. I thought we would keep this up indefinitely. But then, one night, she showed up at the hotel and immediately started crying as soon as I opened the door. I ushered her inside and held her as she poured out her story.

Her company was downsizing, and she had been let go after over a decade of service. She was devastated and felt utterly lost. I listened and comforted her as best I could, offering words of support. When she finally calmed down, I suggested we order some room service and watch a movie.

She agreed and we spent a quiet night together, a rare break from our usual activities. As the months turned into a year, I started to notice changes in Swetha. She seemed more subdued during our encounters, almost distracted. The sex was still good, but it lacked the intensity and passion of before.

I didn’t push for answers, figuring she would tell me if she wanted to. Then, one night, she showed up, and we got ready for bed as usual. But as I moved to enter her, she put a hand on my chest to stop me.

“Joe, I’m sorry, but I can’t do this anymore,” she said, her eyes filled with tears. “I’ve met someone, and I’m in love. I don’t feel right about this anymore.”

I felt a pang in my chest, but I quickly schooled my features into a neutral expression. “I understand,” I said, pulling her into a hug. “I’m happy for you, Swetha. You deserve this.” We talked for a bit longer, and then she left, promising to stay in touch.

And just like that, our arrangement came to an end. I was a little sad to see her go, but I knew this was for the best. We had both gotten what we needed from each other, and now it was time to move on. I would always look back on our time together fondly.

She had been an amazing lover and an even better person. I had no doubt she would make her new partner very happy. As for me, I would continue doing what I did best – being a male escort for women like Swetha who needed a little excitement and satisfaction in their lives.

It wasn’t always easy, but it was rewarding in its way. And who knows, maybe someday I will meet someone special of my own. Until then, I would keep doing what made me happy.

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Ab aage:-

Main Pallavi ki chut apni jeebh se chaatne laga, aur uska meetha-namkeen paani mere muh mein aane laga. Kuch hi der mein Pallavi ek jhatke se dher saari chut ki malayi mere muh mein daal di.

Ab main nangi Pallavi ke upar aa kar uske lips ko choosne laga, aur ek ungli aahista se andar daal ke ungli se chut chodne laga. Palavi ek angdayi lete hue fir jhad gayi, aur main side ho gaya. Iske sath hi wo neend se uth gayi aur apne ko nangi blanket mein paaya.

Wo samajh hi nahi payi ki wo nangi kaise ho gayi thi, aur naa hi usne ghar par kisi ko ye bataya. Wo uth kar apni chut jo geeli ho gayi thi, usko kapde se saaf ki, aur kapde pehan kar baahar aa gayi.

Main raat ke intezaar mein tha, ki Simpi aur Pallavi ko chodunga apne bade lund se, aur chut faad kar dono ko aurat banunga. Mera lund baith hi nahi raha tha. Ek to wo meri cousins thi, aur ek kacchi kaliyan.

Poora din bitaane ke baad raat ko main Pallavi ke room mein chala gaya, aur wo sone ki tayaari kar rahi thi. Usne apni bra aur panty khol kar sirf ek inner daal li, aur sone lagi.

Jab usko ache se neend aa gayi, main fir uske boobs choosne laga, aur chut mein ungli daal kar chut mein ungli karne laga. Kuch hi der mein maine 2 ungliyan daal di.

Pallavi uth gayi aur hairan ho gayi. Wo kuch bolti, isse pehle maine uske muh par hath rakha, aur Pallavi se kaha-

Main: Apni chudai ka maza lo.

Main ab bhi chut mein ungli kar raha tha, sath hi uske hath pakad kar boobs chooste raha. Wo chup-chaap apni chut mein ungli karwa rahi thi. Shayad usko maza aa raha tha.

Fir maine uske dono pairon ko faila kar apne kandhe mein rakha, aur pair ke beech aa kar apne lund ko chut mein set kiya. Mujhe pata tha ki bahut takleef hogi ek baar Pallavi ko.

Par chut kuch hi der mein adjust kar leti hai ye soch kar hi maine ek dhakka laga diya.

Lund chut mein jaa chuka tha. Lund andar jaate hi Pallavi ki aankhon se aansu aane lage, aur chut mein se khoon bhi aane laga. Uski kuwari chut lund se fatt gayi thi aur wo ladki se aurat ban gayi thi. Main bina ruke Pallavi ke chut chodta raha, aur ek-ek lund ke jhatke se chut ke andar lund jata raha.

Ab lund Pallavi ki chut poori le chuka tha, aur Pallavi bhi aadhi marri hui ho chuki thi chut ke fatne se. Par main usko ab maza dena chaahta tha, aur maine apni chudai ki speed tez kar di.

Pallavi 10-12 tez jhatkon ke baad chut utha-utha ke lund ko dene lagi. Main samajh gaya wo ab garam ho chuki thi, aur koi virodh nahi karegi. Maine uske muh se hath hata diya.

Wo ab bolne lagi: Aah maza aa gaya, aur chodo, aur karo aah issss ufffff mm.

Main bhi ab usko lips kiss de kar chudai karne laga, aur usko bed ki side pe litaya. Fir main neeche zameen par khada ho kar usko chodne laga.

Uske pairon ko main chaatne laga. Wo apne boobs mein mere hath rakh kar boli-

Pallavi: Dabao inhe, bade kar do mummy jaise aah, aur bahut maza aa raha hai.

Ye bolte hue wo jhadne lagi. Main bhi uski chut mein hi jhad gaya, aur uske bagal mein let gaya. Wo mere upar aayi aur mera lund muh mein le kar choosne lagi. Usne mere lund mein lage paani ko chaat ke saaf kiya.

Maine Pallavi ko bola: Ab tum ek ladki se aurat ban gayi ho, aur tumhara pehla pati mera lund hai.

Wo apni chut khujlate hue boli: Apne lund ki lugayi (wife) ko bhi le jana sath. Bahut khujli hoti hai isme.

Maine usko apne upar kheencha aur lund pe bitha kar chodne laga. Wo bhi lund par uchalne lagi aur bolne lagi-

Pallavi: Aap kon ho?

Maine kaha: Main jo bhi hu, tumhara pehla pati hu.

Hum dono ki chudai raat 12 baje tak chali, aur main fir Simpi ke room mein chala gaya. Wo mobile mein indiansexstories padh rahi thi, aur apni chut khol kar ungli daal rahi thi.

Main Simpi ke paas gaya aur uski chut se jo paani tapak raha tha wo chatne laga. Main Simpi ki hawas dekh raha tha, aur wo tez-tez ungli chala rahi thi. Shayad wo jhadne wali thi, aur iske sath hi uski chut ne paani nikaal diya.

Wo nidhaal ho kar bed par gir gayi. Uske body mein paseena hi paseena tha. Mujhse raha nahi jaa raha tha Simpi ko dekh kar, aur apne hi mama ki beti ko chodne ke liye. Fir main uske sone ka intezaar karne laga. Raat 1 baje gaye the. Wo so chuki thi, aur usne apni panty aur uske upar ek inner daal li thi.

Main fir wo inner ko upar karke Simpi ke boobs choosne laga. Uske nipple ko main muh mein lekar chaatne laga. Fir uske hatho ko failaya aur underarms ko chaatne laga. Usme se paseene ke gandh mere lund ko kathor banane lagi.

Dono hath ke underarms chaatne ke baad maine apna lund uske muh mein de diya, aur lund muh ke andar-baahar karne laga. Uske muh ko main aahista-aahista chodne laga.

Par mujhe kaha maza aane wala tha. Mujhe to chudai se hi shanti milegi. Kuch der muh mein lund daalne ke baad maine chut se panty kheench ke baahar fenki.

Uski chut chipki hui thi, aur maine apna muh laga diya chut mein. Fir apni jeebh se chut mein lage paani ko saaf kiya, aur chaatne laga. Uski chut se ek bahut zyada nasheeli badbu aa rahi thi.

Mere chaatne se chut mein fir paani aane laga, aur mera lund fatne ko hone laga. Lund ko chut chahiye thi. Maine Simpi ke pairon ko failaya aur lund chut mein set karke dhakka laga diya.

Simpi bhi apni behan ke jaise uthi aur hadbada kar bolne lagi: Kon hai?

Wo apni chut mein kuch mehsoos ki aur hath lagayi, to meri body mein hath laga, aur usko ye to samajh aa gaya ke koi aadmi tha waha.

To be continued…

So, in the previous part, you guys knew about how our first honeymoon night started with my dream girl. She prepared herself in bridal attire, and I removed every single piece of her clothes and started lovemaking.

In this part, you will know how I progressed further. I took care of every minute detail of her, taking care of her body and making her feel like a lady. Let’s start.

I reached for the leftover bottle of wine. The rich and velvety aroma mixed with the air smelled intoxicating. My gaze caught her movement. She lay on the bed in the room’s bath of golden light. She was a picture of the most beautiful, vulnerable creature.

A warm flush pricked across her skin. Her chest’s rise and fall spoke volumes of the anticipation. I moved toward her slowly, my heart racing. I saw the glitter of excitement leap in her eyes, echoing my emotions. I took a moment to look at her- every curve, every line, that made her so irrepressibly beautiful.

I spilt a little wine over her pussy, the cool liquid against the warmth of her pussy. The deep red wine came into vivid contrast with the warm, shining pussy lip. The smell of the wine, combined with the intoxicating scent of her pussy was great. A hiss escaped her as it touched.

Her body instinctively arched closer to me for more. The wine trickled down her body, following the contours of her pussy curves, creating a mesmerizing trail of liquid fire. My gaze followed its path, mesmerized by the way it moved across her pussy.

It was a view that stirred something deep within me. Some feral urge to taste, explore, and claim her as mine. Wine started to dribble down over her pussy. I moved my head down to her, near her pussy. I moved my lips to her pussy, and my tongue darted out to catch the wine.

It tasted great – sweet and sour. The richness of the wine merged with the sweet, natural flavour of her pussy juice. With my tongue, I traced the path of the wine over her pussy, going down, savouring each drop. She gasped and shivered, which ran through her body as I touched her.

I was sucking her over her pussy lips. Her hips started to move slowly, in a rhythm that spoke of craving for more. She burrowed my head into her pussy, finding warmth in my touch. Her look met my eyes, filling everything from longing and desperation.

She trusted me to take her to the edge and beyond. She struggled to stop her moan. Her teeth dug into the bottom lip. But the moaning sound escaped in a desperate moan that went straight down my spine. I had taken precautions to keep her sounds contained.

Her struggle only managed to make this moment more erotic and fraught with tension. I reached forward gently for the dildo that had been in her mouth. I carefully took it from her, placing it on a tray beside us.

My eyes moved across the tray and the other contents. All objects are designed to heighten our pleasure. My eyes settled on a small, sleek anal plug. The promise of added sensation sent a shiver of anticipation through me. I lifted her with care. I positioned her so that her ass was perfectly open to me.

The intimacy of the moment was overwhelming; the connection between them grew further and further with each beat of the timepiece. I could feel her heart racing, the opening of her anal hole clenching beneath my fingertips. I prepared to introduce this new element of pleasure.

I eased the anal plug into place inside her ass and watched her as she gasped. Her body reacted to the new sensation. It was a fragile balance of pleasure and tension, a perfect blend of the two. Her teetering upon the brink. I could see how her body tensed.

Her muscles tightened in response, and it only fueled the fire within me. With the plug firmly inside of her ass, I reached for the controls and hit plus enough to make her feel it. Her body shook with the slow motion of the rotation of the plug. Her eyes rolled back in her head, letting herself be taken by the sensation.

It was a wildly erotic sight, indeed, to see her so absolutely lost in the pleasure I was providing. I couldn’t help but touch her, my hands tracing every curve and every line in her body. I marvelled at her beauty. Her skin was soft and warm to my touch.

Her body was trembling with every caress and brush of my fingers. Pressing a soft kiss against her back, I savoured how she shivered in response. I could see her pussy, inviting and eager. I had an irrepressible urge to taste her pussy. My tongue returned to her pussy lips.

I diligently worked upon her pussy lips, savouring every drop of wine from her pussy. Drawing attention to the sweetness of her essence and the heady mixture that lay in store for me. I played with her pussy folds and, using one hand, parted them.

I poured enough amount of wine over her pussy lips and pussy hole. The cool liquid cascaded down her hot pussy, mingling its coolness with the heat of her pussy. I pressed her pussy lips together for some time to let the wine and her juices mingle together into a delicious symphony.

The feeling itself was intoxicating and I was lost in the act of pleasing her. I parted her pussy lips. My tongue followed her hole with great eagerness, lapping up the wine and her juices with each stroke. It tasted sweet and sour, a heady mix, her essence blending with the complex wine.

My tongue continued to explore her folds, licking every drop, every quiver of her body beneath me. The more I explored, the more her body reacted to my touches-quickening her breathing. Her moans grew more insistent. She was writhing beneath me.

Her hips moved in that slow, deliberate rhythm that spoke of her desire, her need for release. It was the gentle motions of the plug, as well as the attention I paid to her, that sent her spiralling into ecstasy. I poured just a little more wine, and it trickled down over her groin.

I resumed my intense attack inside the pussy hole. My lips and tongue worked together, sucking and licking ceaselessly with the passion that brought her close to being breathless. With every touch, every stroke of my tongue, she was getting closer to orgasm.

A new wave of pleasure crashed through her body until her body suddenly began to react strongly. The plug moved in her ass in conjunction with my sucking and licking of her pussy. Her moans filled the space, growing more desperate by the second.

Her body was both soft and strong at the same time. She moved against me, wanting more, never satisfied, pulling me deeper into her desire. The wine, the plug, and my relentless attention had her teetering on the edge of her orgasm. Her body is a symphony of sensation and desire.

Her climax was imminent. Tension raged through her, pussy wall tightened, ready to explode. She started breathing fast, and her moans turned into cries of pure, unfiltered pleasure. I watched the slow rise and fall of her chest. I could feel her body tremble and her skin flushed with need.

“Please…” she whispered, her voice laced with desperation. “I can’t take it anymore.” I paused, hovering just above her, grinning. “Not yet,” I murmured, my breath hot against her ear. “I want to hear you beg a little more.” Her moans turned into a low whimper.

I shifted down, teasing her inner thighs with the tip of my tongue, avoiding the one place she craved the most. She squirmed, her hips lifting off the bed, seeking release, but I denied her. Instead, I nipped at her soft flesh, the sharp sensation making her gasp.

“God, please… don’t stop,” she pleaded, her hands fisting the sheets as her body arched. Her eyes fluttered shut, her head rolling back, lips parted in ecstasy. “I need you. I need to come.”

“Not until I say so,” I teased, biting her thigh and eliciting a cry from her. Her whole body jerked with the sudden surge of pleasure-pain. She tried to control her breath, to stifle her sounds, but it was useless. Each bite, each lick pushed her closer to losing herself completely.

Her breathing grew ragged, her moans turning into incoherent, needy pleas. “Please, please, let me come,” she gasped, her voice almost breaking. “Do you want it that badly?” I asked, moving my lips toward her soaked pussy. Flicking my tongue just once over her clit, before pulling away again.

Her body convulsed at the touch, her muscles tightening as her orgasm loomed dangerously close. “Yes!” she cried out. “Please, I’ll do anything… just let me come!” Her desperation ignited something primal within me. I leaned in, biting down on her clit gently, making her scream in both pleasure and agony.

I plunged my tongue deep inside her, tasting the mix of her juices and wine. Feeling her walls clamp down as if to trap me there. My hands found her breasts, fingers teasing her nipples in sync with the rhythm of my tongue. It heightened her pleasure.

I could feel her body reaching its breaking point. Her breaths came in sharp, shallow gasps. She was so close, teetering on the edge. I pushed harder, licking her clit while my fingers slid inside her, curling just right. “Oh my god,” she gasped, her whole body stiffening. “I’m going to… I’m going to—”

And then it happened. With one final, deep caress, I pushed her over the edge. Her body convulsed, shaking violently as wave after wave of pure ecstasy crashed over her. Her orgasm hit like a tidal wave, uncontrollable and overwhelming.

Her juices spilt out in a hot, powerful release. She squirted, drenching us both as she surrendered completely to the moment. I stayed there, my mouth pressed against her, licking and tasting every drop of her. The mixture of her wine and her release created a heady, intoxicating blend.

Her body trembled uncontrollably, still riding the aftershocks. I cleaned her up, savouring every bit of her essence. Her loud cries of abandon resonated in the room, a beautiful symphony of her surrender and pleasure. As the intensity of her orgasm subsided, she lay there, breathless and relaxed.

Her face flushed with the afterglow of ecstasy. The room was filled with closeness and satisfaction, a steamy connection, and raw passion. “That was…” she began, breathless. “Only the beginning,” I whispered with a smirk, trailing my fingers over her skin. “There’s still so much more to explore.”

She smiled, her body still humming with pleasure. “I can’t wait.” But as the moments stretched, a new sensation began insinuating. She shifted slightly and tensed differently. The physical strain was starting to show. I could see the change in her eyes—a flicker of discomfort that hadn’t been there before.

My eyes locked with hers, and I sensed the request before she spoke. “Please,” she whispered in a soft tone laced with an urgency. “Uncuff my hands and free my legs. It’s starting to hurt.”

So in this part, I am sure bitches want the same treatment from their boyfriends. I hope guys will give such treatment to their Girlfriends for intense pleasure.

In the next part, you will read how we start with lovemaking. So, kindly Email or message me at [email protected]. I am waiting for your reply. Thank you, readers.

It’s been a long time since the first 4 parts of this series were published. Since I recovered some of my lost data a few days back, I decided to continue it. I am just continuing from where I had left in Part 4 of this series.

After one month, exams ended, But as my mom was unwell, I took 1 week’s leave during the last week of the exam. Ani was visiting my place even during exams. So, I told him about my mom’s condition personally. After the exam finished, Anirban called me to tell me that his exams had gone awesome.

Now he is going to tell his friends about our relationship. I had no other option left. I still requested him to share this information only after vacation. I was not expecting Ani to agree, but he agreed easily. During college vacation, I spent most of my time with my parents.

As my mom recovered, I returned to my place. Ani has been in touch with me all these days. A week later, the results for the 6th semester were out. Just like all previous semesters, Anirban topped the class, followed by his friends.

As a teacher it was an honor that my class had scored more than any previous batch of the college. I immediately shared the information with the student’s WhatsApp group. Within minutes, I received a call from Ani.

Ani said: Ma’am, we achieved the target you gave us. Now it’s time to fulfil your promise.

Me: I remember that.

Anirban: Then when is the party?

Me: First, you people return. The party is ready.

After 10 days, I received a call from Anirban.

Anirban: Ma’am, we have reached here.

Me: What? You are joking, naa because the college will open on Monday. There are still 3 more days remaining for that.

Ani: It doesn’t matter. I am not joking. College is closed, but your home is open. How about partying tomorrow at your place?

I knew that holding them more didn’t make sense now. I agreed and gave them 1:30 pm for the party. Earlier, I had booked a parlour and hair saloon separately for Sunday evening, i.e., a day before the new college session. Still, due to this sudden party program, I cancelled that booking.

I had not been to the parlour for the past 2 months. I was a bit hairy and was feeling untidy. So, in order to get back to a perfect party look, I started searching for a good saloon. I found a very good but a bit costly saloon at a distance of 4 km from my place.

On Friday morning, while going to work, Vikram dropped me near the saloon. I opted for a package. It had a normal haircut, steam bath, face massaging, full body waxing, eyebrows, upper and lower lip, face scrubbing, massaging, manicure and pedicure with light makeup.

It took almost 2 hours and Rs. 8000 to get in perfect shape. When I was in the saloon, I received a call from Anirban to confirm the timing and about my choice of food. At 11:50, I took a cab and picked up sweets from a sweet shop before reaching home at 12:35 pm.

After placing the sweets in the refrigerator, I took out the enema anal cleaner. I was very much sure to get fucked in my every hole by my favourite students. It was gifted to me by my college director, Rajveer, a long time back. I went to the bathroom and cleaned my anal track deep inside.

Then after cleaning, I applied rosewater deep inside my asshole. I changed into the dress gifted by Ani and his friends before exams. I wore a red bikini bra and thong underneath. But after watching myself in the mirror for quite some time, I realised the bra thread was not going well with the dress.

I tried my strapless bra. But due to a plunging neckline the bra was giving a bad look. Then I realised that it didn’t make any sense to be afraid about my boobs and nipples getting visible to Ani and his friends. Ani would have already told his friends everything that had happened between us.

I was sure that they were coming to have a fuck party. So, I dropped the idea of wearing a bra underneath. I wore matching red stone earrings, a tiny bindi, a pearl necklace, and a silver anklet (with bells) on my left toe. Though heels would have been great for the occasion, I choose to remain bare feet.

I was ready 15 minutes before their scheduled arrival time. Sitting on my sofa, I was thinking about every possible naughty event of the party. Breaking my circle of illusion, the doorbell rang. With my heart pounding heavily, I looked towards the wall clock. It was 1:23.

‘Oh god, they have arrived. How should I welcome them?’ I was moving slowly towards the door. I had never felt so nervous before, maybe because I knew the risk of getting fucked by students. The students can easily get carried away and can share the secret to show off.

The bell rang once more, causing a shiver in my body. I looked through the eyehole, and all of them were there. I took a deep breath and said to myself, ‘Asha, you chose to go ahead, now you can’t back off. Enjoy and forget about everything. Whatever happens after, you can’t change.’

After controlling every thought in my mind, I opened the door with a welcoming smile.

Me: Congratulations, boys, you did awesome in your exams. Come in.

A shine came to their eyes when they saw me. All of them said thanks to me.

Tapan: A lot of credit goes to you, ma’am.

I smiled and welcomed them in.

Indranil: Ma’am, today you are looking very beautiful.

Tapan and Pranav: Yes, ma’am, very beautiful.

Anirban: That’s true, ma’am, and in this dress, you look hot and sexy.

I just smiled. The 3 of them looked towards Ani. That time I knew that Ani had not told them anything about our relationship. They were all trying to get more glimpses of my skin and big fair boobs through that plunging neck of the dress.

They placed the food on the table. I asked Anirban to help me keep the food in the kitchen. Both of us collected stuff from the table in the kitchen. As we placed the stuff on the shelf, Anirban inserted his hands into the side of my dress and cupped my boobs while hugging me from behind.

Ani (whispered in my ears): Ma’am, you are looking so sexy that it’s getting hard to control.

Me (giggling): I think the secret is still a secret.

Ani: Yes.

Me: You haven’t told me before.

Ani: Ya, I think listening will not give them that much surprise.

Me: What is on your mind?

Ani: Wait and watch.

Me: OK! Now go back, I have to serve sweets to you people.

I opened the refrigerator and took Rasgullas out. I went straight to the hall and served the syrup-dripping Rasgullas directly to their mouth from my finger. They were sitting, and I served them while bending towards them. All of them got a good view of my boobs and nipples.

As I put the rasgulla in Ani’s mouth, Ani sliced the rasgulla from his teeth. He placed the other half in my mouth and said, “Thanks, ma’am, it wouldn’t be possible without you.” I smiled and thanked him.

Everyone except Ani accepted that the rasgullas were great. I asked him, “You didn’t like it?”

Ani: Ya, I liked it, but I like a much bigger juicy rasogulla with chocolate topping over it.

Me: I have never seen any sweet like that. I would love to taste it.

Ani: No, ma’am, traditionally, a mature woman can only serve those. But she is not permitted to taste those. On special occasions, a woman serves 2 such rasgullas to the man who loves her. The bigger and juicy they are, the more the love flourishes.

Me: Hmm, I would love to see this ritual.

Ani: Sure, ma’am.

I sat with them and then had a normal conversation about their holidays. Ani took out a pen drive from his pocket and gave it to me.

Ani: Ma’am, here are some party songs.

I inserted the USB drive into the TV, and songs started. Soon, everybody started dancing. I said, “You people dance. I will place the snacks on the table.” Tapan said, “Ma’am, I will help you out.” As we opened the packs, they had lots of fried chicken, pizza, french fries, chips, and cold drinks.

We placed everything on the table. I also started to dance with my students. While dancing and jumping, my boobs were bouncing in all directions as they were not caged in the bra. In between, we were also having cold drinks and eating stuff.

All of them except Ani were dancing extremely close to me and were peeking inside my dress. But I behaved carefree. A few times, my dress slipped, and my boobs became completely visible, but I kept grooving. Soon, I felt them touching my body in between. But they were touches due to close dancing.

I enjoyed the dance party very much. I was so much into the dance. They offered me the bottle of beer (later, I found it was a Kingfisher strong 650 ml bottle), and I started gulping it down while dancing. Within 8-10 minutes, I finished the bottle.

I was not a regular drinker, but a few times, I consumed light beer. But it was different today. My feet started faltering. My words were tumbling, so I sat on the sofa. They asked me to continue dancing, but I chose to sit. After a few minutes, everyone was on the sofa and was having snacks and beer.

They offered me too, but I declined. After 20-25 minutes, I started feeling better and started drinking dew. In the meantime, a song started, and Ani stood up and asked me to dance with him. As the initial music was going on, I couldn’t understand the song. I gave my hand to Ani and stood up.

Though I was feeling better, I was still feeling intoxicated with less control over my body. Ani held me close with one hand over my ass and the other over my naked back. As the song started, I realised Ani planned it. The song was a famous Akon song, ‘You already know, I wanna fuck you, fuck you.’

Holding me tight, he was singing the song, looking into my eyes. I just reacted with a little smile. Then he looked towards his friends and said, “It’s OK you are sitting, but at least you can sing with me.” Soon all four friends were singing loudly, ‘You already know, we wanna fuck you,’ with emphasis on fuck you.

I was blushing like hell. I was thanking myself for closing all the windows and outside doors before their arrival. As the song finished, I felt a bit relaxed. But what the hell, they replayed the song. Indranil, Pranav and Tapan also joined us to dance. This time they were also singing the song loud.

I felt as if they were telling me to get ready to get screwed. They were playing with me like a ball, with no control over my body due to the alcohol effects. Within seconds, they were handing me over from one to another. They were thinking.

I did not understand it, but in reality the effect of beer had been reduced to a little. I was behaving the way they wanted me to. I felt my boobs being pressed and my ass slapped. But I behaved like I was not in a condition to know who was doing what. In the meantime, the song kept repeating 3-4 times.

Suddenly, Tapan lifted me in his arms and dropped me on the sofa. I felt that the time had come when all of them would fuck me. As I was already prepared for every possibility, I didn’t show any panic reaction. But before Tapan could do anything, Ani stopped him by saying something in Bangla.

Ani looked towards them, and they stopped. In my mind, I was like, “Why the hell did you stop them? I have been waiting for this day for so long.” Anirban again said something in Bangla. The only words I understood were ‘girlfriend, bhabhi.’ I looked at him in surprise.

All his three friends said, “The party was great, ma’am. We are already late as we have to go to the gym, so. we will take your leave now.” I knew they were saying this in reciprocation to whatever was said by Ani. So, I looked towards Ani and said, “Ani, you don’t go to the gym?”

Ani replied, “No, ma’am, my gym schedule is from 4 pm.” I knew they were all telling a lie. They had just reached the day before, after almost 2 months of holidays, but decided not to query more. I said, “OK, but wait a minute, I have something for all of you.”

I went to the kitchen and came out with 5 plates of Rasmalai, 1 for me and 2 each for all of them. I said, “I think 2 of these won’t affect your diet schedule.” They smiled and replied, “No, ma’am, it’s fine.” After 3 of them went outside the door, Ani was still standing inside.

Though I understood his intentions, I still said to pull his legs, “OK, bye Tapan, bye Indra, bye Pranav, Bye Ani.” Ani was just shocked, but he recovered quickly and said, “No, ma’am, you are still not in a proper condition, so, as my gym schedule is a bit late, I think I should help you out to clean the kitchen.”

I looked towards him, smiled and said, “So nice of you, it would be a huge help.” I then turned to the other three and said, “OK, then bye, see you soon.” As they left, I closed the door. Ani watched them walking out on the road from the window.

I said, “They are gone. Now help me in the kitchen.”

Ani: You really need my help in the kitchen?

I gave a naughty smile, “Hmm, yes.” Ani pulled me close to him and said, “But I didn’t stop here for that.” I smiled, “Then for what.”

Ani: You know better.

A broad smile came to my face. He lifted me from my ass and gave me a long smooch.

Ani: Today, you are looking very, very hot and sexy. You don’t know how I controlled it for the past one and a half hours.

I said, “And that’s why you sent your friends back.”

Ani: No, I didn’t.

I said, “Shut up. I saw you saying something in Bengali, and after that, they left. I saw their faces. They didn’t want to leave. You are a bad friend. You people don’t feel shy while fucking Suparna in front of each other for so long. I couldn’t understand why you couldn’t do it in front of your friends.”

Ani: Oh, you wanted to get banged like Suparna?I can still call them.

I said, “No, it’s not the case. I don’t want to, but can you keep our relationship to yourself and won’t tell them.”

Ani: Yeah, it’s true. I can’t keep that to myself, but I met you after so many days. I don’t want to share my sexy Asha ma’am with anyone else, at least for today.

I responded, “Hahaha, you are saying as if I am your girlfriend, and you are my possessive boyfriend.”

Ani: Yes, you are my girlfriend. Whenever we talk about you, I call you by name, and they call you Asha Bhabhi.

I said, “Oh..is it?”

Ani: Yeah, but I am not possessive. I don’t have a problem sharing my girl with them.

I replied, “I know that Suparna had already told me that. But first, I want to know what you have said to your friends in Bengali.”

Ani: Oh, that? I said, ‘Don’t be so excited, I loved her from 1st day. I have done all the planning and hard work to make her get so close to us, and you want to fuck her first. She is my girl, my cock has the first right over her pussy, and only I will fuck her today. So, this is a good time for you people to call off the day.’

I smiled, “Wow, that was so cool. You spoke so quickly that time that I just understood planning and hard work, and nothing else. And why did you lie to your friends? Today isn’t your first time.”

Ani smiled, “At least I can lie once to have a good time with my girl, can’t I? It’s too much of a talk for today, sweety. Let’s have some fun.”

I giggled. Ani lifted me in his arms and took me to the bedroom.

Ani: You are looking damn sexy in this outfit, but it’s time to get rid of this.

He removed my dress and pulled my thong down. Ani (grabbing my boobs), “Now you can feed me these huge chocolate-topped huge rasogullas.” Hearing this, I memorised his words at the party.

I laughed, “Oh, you naughty boy, that time you meant these..hahaha…you are too much. Now I know why your friends were smiling at that time.” He gave me a naughty look and started sucking my boobs one by one.

After he continued sucking them for quite a while, I said, “Aren’t you getting tired standing in this bending position.”

Ani: Oh yes, you are right.

He stopped sucking my boobies and started removing his clothes. As expected, his erect dick was giving a tight salute to my beauty. As he got naked, I took the reins in my hand and pushed him to the bed. I moved over him like a bitch with my soft boobies hanging over his mouth.

He continued sucking them for a few minutes, then started licking me from head to toe desperately. Finally, he reached my big buttocks and started licking my ass cheeks.

Ani: Ma’am, you are so silky today. I love it. I can lick them my whole life.

I giggled again. I replied, “But I can’t be in this position all my life.” He rolled his fingers from my pussy to my asshole and said, “It’s amazingly clean, not a single hair.” As I wanted him to explore my asshole also, I said, “Not just from the outside; it’s very clean from the inside also.”

Ani: Really? Then I should check it.

He inserted the index and middle fingers of both hands inside my asshole, stretched it and said, “Wow..what a little beauty.”

I said, “Don’t you want to explore it with your tongue?”

Ani: “Why not? I would love to.”

The next moment, I was feeling his tongue inside my asshole. Neither I asked him to stop nor did he stop sooner. After quite a time, he stopped and said, “I feel like this little beautiful asshole of yours is asking for more.” And before I could have reacted, he inserted his hard dick inside my assFhole from behind.

I was feeling like a mature bitch getting fucked in a very small asshole. He started slowly, but his thrust soon increased. The ‘thap thap’ sound was getting even louder. After hard work for a few minutes, he held me tight by my waist and gave the final jerk. I felt the gush of his sperm inside my anus.

We kept lying in bed for the next 10-15 minutes. After that, Ani wore his clothes, and I walked naked with him towards the main door. He grabbed me tight, kissed me and said, “Thanks for the wonderful evening, ma’am. Next time, get ready for a houseful, bye.” I smiled, “bye, Ani.” Then he left.

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Hey! My name is Jiya. I am from Delhi, and studying in college. I am a dusky-colored person with a 36-24-36 size. Just a few months back I lost my virginity to my boyfriend Rishi. But, let me be honest. The sex was not good at all! This is the main reason why I am horny 24×7. Then one of my friends suggested that I should join this Telegram group where I could find people to have sex and if I was lucky, I could also find a nice gym boy too.

So, the next day I joined the group and the next minute I started getting messages from a lot of people stating that they had a place now! This turned me.

But this one message turned me on a lot. The message was of a 55-year-old office-goer who had sent a nude pic of this. He was not an ideal person as I thought he had a family pack and did not have a lot of hair. But his dick was huge. It was around 6.5 inches. I had never seen such a big dick in my life. Then I replied to him –

Me: I can come right now.

His name was Keshav.

Keshav: Come on. I have a place near your hostel, but I don’t have a fan or AC over there as the place is still under construction. I only have a bed.

Me: That’s fine. But won’t the security guard see us? What if he sees us?

Keshav: Let him see us. Maybe he can join us too.

Me: Haha! But seriously, it may be risky.

Keshav: Don’t worry! There won’t be a single problem for you if you just do as I say.

Me: Ok, I hope so. So, what do I have to do?

Keshav: Remove your panty and bra. Don’t wear them. Do you have a red mini skirt and a crop top?

Me: Ok, no panties and bra, done! Yes, I have one, but it’s in black.

Keshav: Fine. Wear a black one and come here fast. I only have two hours. Come fast.

Me: Ok, sir.

Keshav: I will make you my whore. You bitch!

Me: Ok, sir.

Then I went to remove my panties and bra. After that, I put on a black miniskirt and a red crop top. I started to walk towards the place, which was just 500 meters away. I had no vehicle back then. Just as I started walking, I realized that I had started sweating fast and I was just 300 meters away.

My hostel was around the place where all the truck drivers would sit around and talk. So, as I started sweating, people could see my nipples, and they all started to stare at me like animals. But eventually, I came to the place. The place was half built and the watchman started staring at me while I went to the 5th floor by stairs as there was no lift.

By the time I reached the room, I was drenched in sweating I was literally swimming in my own sweat. There it was, a single-bedroom apartment with no painting work done, nothing, just one single bed as I entered.

There was no one in the room, so I called Keshav and asked him where he was, and just as he answered, “I am here”. The door opened and he came in. Just as he saw me with open hair, sweat on my face, nipples were visible, and my thighs were in the water too, his dick got hard. Keshav had no interest in kissing or doing sex romantically as he already had a wife for that.

Keshav: Kneel and remove my pants and my underwear.

I did just as he asked me to. I knelt and removed his pants and underwear while he slapped my ass so hard through the mini skirt.

Keshav: Now, open your mouth!

Just as I opened my mouth, he pushed his dick in it so hard that my heart was throbbing harder and faster. Then he started giving me deepthroat for like 10 minutes straight. This made our bodies hot and we started sweating like animals.

My crop top was drenched with sweat so much that he didn’t have to remove it to see my boobs. The top just stuck to my boobs. Keshav lifted me and threw me on the bed

Me: Wear a condom.

Keshav: Yeah, ok.

He then wore a condom and slowly started to put the cock inside my wet pussy. Just as it went in, I started shouting in pain as I had never taken a cock of this size. But the pain slowly changed into pleasure. After 2 minutes, he changed to a doggy position.

Keshav: Wanna go fast? You slut!

Me: Yes, Keshav.

He slapped my ass so hard.

Me: AHHH!!

Keshav: Call me ‘Sir.

Me: Yes, sir.

Keshav: You whore! Wanna go fast?

Me: Yes, sir.

He started to go fast. I moaned so loudly that even the watchman could hear it. The mature man kept on going fast for 30 minutes straight. I was cummed when he pulled it out and started to poke his finger in my pussy. I had never felt this good. He hit my G-spot. I came like a July month rain!

Then he came over to my face and jerked off for a few seconds and then he released his cum all over my face and my top. After that, I cleaned his dick by licking it and swallowed some amount of cum. He started getting dressed. We were both very sweaty. My boobs were fully visible through the crop top.

Keshav: Come, I will drop you off at your hostel.

Me: Thank you.

Then we went in his car.

Keshav: Do you like gangbang and orgies?

Me: Yes, very much, sir.

Keshav: I will call you one day for these. I have communities that have parties regularly.

Me: Ok, sir.

I came back to my hostel room, and my roommate saw me in this manner with no panties and bra, full-on sweaty, as my boobs were visible, and white stains on my face and top and my mini skirt. She just smiled, brought me a towel, and asked me how it was.

Ab aage:-

Simpi ko koi aadmi mehsoos hua, par dikh nahi raha tha. Maine fir ek aur jhatka chut mein laga diya aur bola Simpi se-

Main: Tum mujhe bahut pasand ho, aur mujhe sex karna hai.

Wo boli: Tum bhoot ho!

Wo chillane ko hui, to maine uska muh hath se band kar diya aur bola-

Main: Chillao nahi. Mujhe tumhare saare raaz pata hai. Tum jo raat ko sex stories padhti ho, chut mein ungli karti ho, sab ka proof mere paas hai. Chup ho kar chudai karwa lo, kisi ko kuch pata nahi chalega. Tum bhi enjoy karo, aur mujhe bhi maza lene do chut ka.

Uske muh se awaaz hi nahi nikal rahi thi ab. Ab chut mein lund tha, jo dard de raha tha usko. Maine fir usko apne se hug kiya, aur chut mein lund daal kar ek ke baad ek jhatka de kar chodne laga. Simpi ke muh se aah aah ahh ki awaaze nikalne lagi.

Main bolne laga use ki wo bhi enjoy kare kyunki chudai to main karunga hi. Fir mere har ek jhatka ke sath uski cheekh nikalne lagi. Main uske pairon ko kandhe mein rakh ke chodne laga. Kareeb 5 minutes aur aise hi choda.

Fir usko doggy bana ke gaand chaatne laga. Uske baad main gaand ke chhed par ek ungli daal kar andar-baahar karne laga. Uski gaand mein aur meri ungli mein bahut gandi badbu aane lagi.

Maine gaand chaatna band karke uski gaand mein thook ke apna lund chhed par set kiya, aur dhakka lagaya. Par lund andar nahi gaya, to maine fir lund uske muh mein dekar uske muh ki raal se lund geela kiya.

Fir ek zor ka dhakka fir lagaya. Is baar lund andar chala gaya, par Simpi ki cheekh nikal gayi, jisko maine apne hath se band kiya. Fir maine ek dhakka aur diya, aur lund andar chala gaya. Kuch 7-8 dhakko ke baad lund poori tarah se gaand mein sama chuka tha, aur Simpi ko main chodne laga.

Uski gaand ne mere lund ko jakad liya tha, par main aadhe ghante tak uski gaand maarta raha, aur gaand mein hi jhad gaya.

Maine usko kaha: Aaj raat tum meri biwi ban ke mere sath so jao.

Wo kuch samajh nahi paa rahi thi, ki kya bole. Main gayab ho kar baat kar raha tha, aur uski chudai kar chuka tha. Wo room se jaana chaahti thi, par maine usko apne neeche daba liya.

Main bola: Aaj raat ke liye meri biwi ho tum, aur main bas ek raat hi hu tumhare sath. Agar sahi se poori raat chudai karwayi, to main kal chala jaunga.

Wo ab mere lund par hath rakh kar sehlane lagi aur bolne lagi: Main ye kar rahi hu. Aapko khush kar doongi. Poori raat chudai bhi karwa loongi, par promise karo fir kabhi bhi nahi aaoge mere paas.

Maine promise kiya aur poori raat Simpi ko 4 baar choda, aur fir main so gaya uske sath. Agli subha main fir Anita mami ke paas gaya, aur jaise hi mami nahane gayi, unko peeche se pakad ke ek patti aankhon par baandh di, aur shower chala diya.

Mami aur main poori tarah se bheeg gaye. Wo mujhe mama samajh ke enjoy karne lagi, aur unka hath mere lund pe aa gaya. Unhone neeche jhuk kar mera lund muh mein le liya, aur choosne lagi. Fir maine unke saare kapde khol kar unko doggy position mein khada kiya. Unhone deewar pakad ke apni gaand utha di.

Main unke peeche gaya, aur wo mere lund ko hath mein le kar khud lund ko chut mein set karke boli-

Mami: Ab karo.

Aur main ek zor ka dhakka laga kar chut chodne laga. Mami ke dono boobs latak rahe the meri chudai se.

Mami aah aah karke bolne lagi: Bujha do chut ki aag. Mita do chut ki khujli ko.

Unki 2 betiyan hone ke baad bhi wo chudai mein kaafi garam thi. Main unki garam chut mein lund ghusa ke tez-tez jhatke maarne laga.

Mami: Bahut din se ye chut sookhi hui thi mere raja. Chodo, aise hi roz choda karo, aur chodo aah aaah, aur tez, aur tez.

Main mami ki chut ko zor-zor chodne laga, aur peeche se hi unke dono boobs ko pakad liya. Mami ek baar jhad gayi, aur unki chut se paani tapakne laga. Main mami ko chodta raha. Fir takreeban 10 dhakko ke baad mami ek baar aur jhad gayi.

Is baar main bhi jhadne wala tha. Maine aur tez-tez dhakka laga ke unki chut mein apna maal daal diya, aur mami ko shower ke neeche hi lip kiss karne laga.

Wo bolne lagi: Do din mein aapne 3 baar chod diya, aur itne din ho gaye the ek baar bhi nahi kiya. Aisa kyun karte ho? Mujhe shuru se hi chudai chahiye aapko pata hai, fir bhi nahi chodte.

Maine mami ko ghutno par karke lund unke muh mein de diya, aur mami lund ko lollipop ke jaise choosne lagi. Kuch hi der mein lund fir khada ho gaya, aur main unke dono boobs ke beech lund rakh ke boobs chodne laga.

Mami bolne lagi: Aah, aaj to aapke lund ne jawani ki yaad dila di, jab aap mere sath roleplay karte the. Na-jaane aapne roleplay mein mujhe kitne mardon se chudwaya hai. Kabhi sabzi wala, to kabhi apne doston se. Har ek raat naya roleplay, aur chudai ki baatein hoti thi.

Main firse jhadne ke kareeb tha. Is baar lund maine mami ke muh mein de diya, aur muh mein jhad gaya. Maine mami ki aankhon se patti hata di, aur wo dekhi waha koi nahi tha, aur bathroom ka darwaza bhi khula tha. Wo sochi mama baahar chale gaye. Fir wo naha ke aayi to dekhi mama so rahe the.

Wo shocked thi aur kuch samajh nahi payi. Idhar main us ghar se jaa chuka tha apne doosre mama ke ghar. Waha bhi maine aise apne saare mama ki beti aur unki bahu ki chut chodi. Usme se do ladkiyan aur ek bade mama ki chhoti bahu to mere se pregnant bhi ho gayi thi.

Fir main aasharam wapas chala jata hu. Waha sab auratein ek ke baad ek pregnant hone lagi, aur mujhe ek aur shakti mili, kisi ka bhi roop badalne ki. Main ab sex se baahar aa kar gayab aur roop badalne ke shakti ko ache kaam mein lagane laga. Gareeb aur masoom log ki help karne laga.

Fir maine Reshmi se shaadi kar li. Doston ye thi ek soch aur maza lene wali kahani “Gayab”. Hope aap sab ne enjoy kiya hoga.

The end.

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

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

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

Main Rajasthan ke Mandawa gaon mein thi, aur ek circuit house mein ruki hui thi. Mujhe yaha meri company ke boss ne bheja tha. Usne mujhe yaha isliye bheja, kyunki company ne yaha ek project ke liye zameen khareed rakhi thi.

Lekin woh project shuru nahi kar paa rahe the. Iska kaaran ye tha ki project ke layout ke hisaab se company ko ek aur zameen chahiye thi, jo is gaon ke Sarpanch ki thi. Lekin sarpanch hamesha se is project ke khilaaf tha.

Aur jab usko pata chala ki uski zameen ke bina is project ka kaam ho hi nahi sakta tha, to usne zameen na bechne ki zid pakad li. Us zameen ko khareedne ke liye company ne kayi logon ko bheja. Lekin Sarpanch tha ki baat sunne ko taiyaar nahi tha.

Fir mere boss ne mujhe bheja. Ye soch kar ki jo kaam koi aadmi nahi kar paaya, shayad woh mujh jaisi aurat kar de. Kyunki mera boss ek aurat ki taaqat ko ache se jaanta tha.

To aaj main pehli baar Sarpanch se milne wali thi. Mere boss ki jaan-pehchaan ka ek police wala yaha par meri help karne ke liye tha. Woh mujhe lene aane wala tha. Aur hum log sath mein Sarpanch ke yaha jaane waale the. Us police waale ka naam Nainsukh tha.

Main subha-subha uthi, fresh hui, aur fir naha-dho ke taiyaar hone lagi. Kyunki main gaon mein thi, aur yaha par log traditional hote hai. Isliye maine saree pehanna hi behtar samjha. Fir maine yellow color ki ek saree choose ki. Uske sath green color ka blouse tha.

Maine woh saree pehni, uske sath tight blouse bhi pehan liya, aur halka makeup bhi kar liya. Fir jab maine sheeshe mein khud ko dekha, to khud ko dekh kar mere hontho par ek muskaan aa gayi.

Mere mote-mote chooche jo blouse se baahar aane ki koshish kar rahe the. Unke beech ki cleavage jisko dekh kar har mard pighal jate. Mere raseele honth, morni jaise nain-naksh. Aur reshmi baal dekh kar mujhe khud par thoda ghamand hone laga.

Tabhi mere room ka darwaza kisi ne khatkhataya, aur main samajh gayi ki Nainsukh aaya hoga mujhe lene ke liye. Maine jab darwaza khola, to Nainsukh mere saamne tha. Yellow and green color bright colors hai. Upar se mera rang gora hai. Isse main bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi.

Jaise hi Nainsukh ne mujhe dekha, woh dekhta hi reh gaya. Meri khoobsurti, aur mast badan ko dekh kar jo baat woh bolne aaya tha, woh shayad bhool gaya. Fir main hi boli-

Main (Chutki bajate hue): Hanji Nainsukh ji, kaha kho gaye?

Nainsukh: Oh, nahi madam ji, woh to aapko dekha to aap mein hi kho gaya. Aaj to aap bahut khoobsurat lag rahe ho. Mujhe to lagta hai Sarpanch aapko dekhte hi zameen aapke naam kar dega.

Uski itni tareef sun kar main sharma gayi, aur mann hi mann khush bhi hui. Fir maine usko kaha-

Main: Dekhte hai kya hota hai. Ab chale?

Nainsukh: Ji madam, aapko manzil tak pahunchane ke liye hi to aaya hu main yaha.

Fir hum uski police jeep mein baithe, aur Sarpanch ki kothi ki taraf chal pade. Nainsukh bahut tharki tha, aur sex ka bhookha bhi. Saare raaste woh meri deep cleavage ko ghoorte hue apne hontho ko kabhi kaat raha tha, aur kabhi apni jeebh ko apne hontho par fer raha tha.

Lekin mujhe isse koi dikkat nahi thi. Mujhe acha lagta hai jab mard mere jism ko hawas bhari aankhon se dekhte hai, usko paane ki chaahat rakhte hai, aur mujhe patak-patak kar chodna chaahte hai.

Kuch hi der mein hum Sarpanch ki kothi pahunch gaye. Kafi badi jagah thi. Sabse pehle bada sa gate tha, uske baad kaafi saari khuli jagah, aur uske baad ghar ki building shuru ho rahi thi.

Kothi ke sath bahut bade area mein door-door tak khet hi the. Nainsukh ne mujhe bataya ki yahi woh zameen thi jo hamari company khareedna chahti thi.

Fir hum andar gaye, to saamne se ek aadmi chala aa raha tha. Nainsukh ne usko dekhte hi mujhe bataya-

Nainsukh: Madam ji, ye jo saamne se aa raha hai, ye Sarpanch ka chhota beta Param Singh hai. Isko zameen bikne se koi dikkat nahi hai. Lekin baap ne bola hai ki nahi bechni, to ye bhi naa hi bolega.

Tab tak woh hamare paas aa gaya. Usne hath jode aur bola-

Param: Pranaam, Mandawa mein aapka swagat hai.

Param ne pranaam karte hue mujhe upar se neeche tak scan kiya. Fir uski nazar meri sexy cleavage par pad gayi. Doston mard kaisa hai, ye main usko dekhte hi pehchaan jati hu.

Mard do tarah ke hote hai. Ek woh jo apni hawas ko chhupa kar rakhte hai, aur jaldi dikhate nahi. Isse ladkiyan aur auratein confuse ho jati hai, ki ye hame chodna chaahta bhi hai ya nahi.

Doosre woh hote hai, jo pehli nazar mein hi itni hawas dikha dete hai, jisse har ladki/aurat ko clear ho jata hai ki ye aadmi naade ka dheela aadmi hai. Ye Param jo tha, woh naade ka dheela aadmi tha. Khair maine bhi usko hath jod kar pranaam kiya.

Main: Pranaam! Ji shukriya aapke swagat ke liye.

Param: To kaisa laga aapko gaon (cleavage ghoorte hue)?

Main: Ji abhi zyada dekha nahi hai. Lekin jitna dekha hai, aur jitne logon se mili hu, mujhe acha laga.

Param: Koi baat nahi, nahi ghoome to. Aapko Mandawa ghumane ki zimmedari hum lete hai.

Main (Muskura kar): Ji theek hai.

Maine mann mein socha, ki saala Mandawa ghumane ke chakkar daal kar mujhe pelne ki soch raha hoga. Lekin main mana bhi nahi kar sakti thi, kyunki mujhe usse kaam pad sakta tha. Aur waise bhi meri chut jitni zyada chudti rahe, mujhe utna hi maza aata hai. Fir woh bola-

Param: Aaiye mere peeche-peeche aa jaiye. Babu ji aapka intezaar kar rahe hai.

Fir woh aage-aage ghar ki taraf chal pada, aur main aur Nainsukh uske peeche chal diye.

Iske aage kya hua, ye jaanne ke liye aap sab readers ko agle part ka intezaar karna padega. Agar aapko kahani ka maza aaya ho, to kahani ko like zaroor kariyega aur mujhse baat karne ke liye 📲 mujhe call bhi zaroor kariyega. Main aapki sex life ko mazedaar bana doongi, isliye mujhe call kijiye.

Hey everyone, it’s Mayur here again with my Mom, Minu! You all know how my Mom is.

Let me introduce myself. I’m Mayur, originally from Telangana with Gujarati roots. I live with my family in Telangana, where my father runs his bakery business. We have a workshop back at our house and a bakery at a different place.

But today, let’s shift the spotlight from my Dad to my Mom, Minal—also known as Minu. A 47-year-old woman with a dusky brown complexion. Once quite orthodox, she’s embraced modernity with openness.

At home, she prefers tight kurtas with pyjamas or traditional Gujarati sarees.  Always draped in a way that accentuates her curves. Her measurements are 36C-32-34. Boasting ample breasts and a waist with a little chubby on her tummy. Despite her age, she looks hot.

A few years ago, the aroma of freshly baked bread mingled with anticipation. Dad was away at a bakery exhibition in Bangalore. Mom took charge, swapping her usual cotton kurtis and sarees for form-fitting kurtas that accentuated her curves. Chef Raj, or Ustad as we called him, was in the workshop with her.

Ustad, with his salt-and-pepper beard, treated Mom with a playful respect. It hinted at something deeper. This week, his flirtations were bolder, and the tension between them felt almost palpable. As the dough rose, so did their unspoken connection.

The day began with the sweet scent of baking bread. But there was an underlying sensuality in the air. Mom and Ustad leaned over the counter, finalizing the menu. Flour dusted Ustad’s beard as he gestured toward an array of pastries. His voice was warm and inviting.

“Those almond croissants, Minu,” Ustad rumbled, eyes twinkling. “They’re looking beautiful today. Like you.”

Mom smiled. “Maybe save the compliments for the customers.”

“Customers get the ordinary pastries,” Ustad teased. “You deserve something special.”

Heat flushed Mom’s cheeks, but not just from the ovens. She met Ustad’s gaze, a flicker of amusement in her voice. “Focus on the baking, Ustad. We wouldn’t want to disappoint anyone.”

Ustad’s chuckle was deep, sending a shiver through the warm air between them. “Disappoint? Not a chance. I have a feeling this week will be far from ordinary.”

Mom straightened her kurta, the fabric hugging her curves. She gave Ustad a smile that hinted at more than just pastries. As she walked out to the storefront, she left a flustered Ustad in her wake. The day had only just begun, but the bakery was already simmering with a different kind of heat.

The next day, a massive pastry order disrupted their routine. Ustad, always calm in the kitchen, whistled at the towering stack of order forms, momentarily thrown off by the delicious challenge ahead.

“Looks like we’ll need all hands on deck, Minu,” he said, amusement dancing in his eyes.

Mom, previously lounging in a comfortable cotton kurta, disappeared for a moment. When she reappeared, Ustad gasped. Gone was her familiar wear. Instead, she wore a sleeveless kurta with a deep V-neckline that showcased the elegant curve of her neck and shoulders.

Also, drawing attention to the alluring swell of her breasts. Jewellery had been discarded, leaving her skin bare and free for work. The back dipped tantalizingly low, revealing a glimpse of smooth, sun-kissed skin, glistening lightly with sweat.

The fabric clung just enough to outline her bra while flowing loosely around her hips, hinting at the curves beneath. Her clean, glistening armpits added to her natural allure, practical for tasks like stirring eggs.

Ustad felt a familiar heat rise in his chest, a warmth that had nothing to do with the ovens cranking out flaky pastries. “M-Minu,” he stammered, momentarily forgetting the mountain of work before them. “You look…” Ustad went blank.

Thinking to himself: “Wow! She looks so good and sexy, every curve perfectly accentuated by that dress. I wish I were that fabric, wrapping around her so intimately, feeling her warmth and soft boobs against me. And that cloth falling on that big ass makes me want to squeeze it hard like lemon.”

Mom’s lips curved into a knowing smile. “Ready to work, Ustad? We have a bakery to run.”

A beat of surprised silence stretched between them, broken only by the rhythmic whir of the mixer. It was a silent agreement, a promise made without words. This baking session wouldn’t be just about pastries. It would be a dance of unspoken desire fueled by the heat of the ovens.

The bakery was a furnace, the temperature rising to unbearable levels by mid-morning. Mom wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, her kurta clinging like a second skin. The soaked fabric outlined her black bra, making her curves visible. She felt Ustad’s gaze on her, a mix of concern and something deeper.

“Minu,” Ustad said, his voice roughened by the heat, “this is unbearable. You should take off your kurta for comfort.”

Minu’s eyes widened. “But Ustad, what if someone comes in?”

“It’s just us here,” he reassured her, shaking his head. “The front door is locked, and the ovens are too loud for anyone to hear. Besides, it’s practical.” He pulled off his shirt, revealing a muscular torso glistening with sweat. Now, only in his pants, his bare chest was rising and falling with each breath.

Mom couldn’t help but ogle Ustad. Her eyes traced over his strong arms, busy making cream, while his glistening chest highlighted the definition of his muscles. Thoughts she hadn’t dared to entertain raced through her mind. She hesitated, fingers playing with the hem of her kurta.

Undressing in front of Ustad made her pulse race, but the oppressive heat was unbearable. Glancing around the empty workshop, the only sound was the hum of the ovens.

Taking a deep breath, she pulled the kurta over her head and tossed it aside. The cool air hit her skin, and she sighed in relief, standing in just her black bra and panties. Ustad’s gaze was intense yet soft, reassuring her. Her smooth skin gleamed in the dim light, her clean armpits and arms enhancing her allure.

“You look beautiful,” he murmured, his eyes tracing her curves.

Mom felt a blush rise to her cheeks, a mix of embarrassment and thrill. “Thank you,” she whispered, unable to hold his gaze. “But we should get back to work. There’s still so much to do.”

Ustad nodded, though his gaze lingered a moment longer. “Of course. Let’s finish this order, and then we can take a proper break.”

As they resumed work, the heat intensified their unspoken connection. Every brush of their hands and shared glance crackled with electricity. Mom’s heart pounded, not just from the heat but from the awareness of Ustad’s presence, his bare skin glistening as he moved around the workshop.

Despite the oppressive warmth, the day flew by with activity and shared moments. The pastries emerged perfectly, and they completed the monstrous order with time to spare. As the final batch cooled on the racks, Ustad turned to Mom, a smile playing on his lips.

“See? We make a great team,” he said, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face.

Mom smiled back, feeling the warmth. “Yes, we do.”

The bakery was quieter now, the sounds of bustling ovens fading into the background as Ustad and Mom stood amid their finished work. The lingering heat added a shimmering quality to the space.

Shirtless and focused, Ustad paused his whipping and held up a spoon of freshly whipped cream, a playful glint in his eyes. “Taste test, my lady?”

Minu hesitated, her heart pounding. “Ustad, we should focus on cleaning up,” she replied, her voice wavering.

“Just a little taste,” Ustad coaxed, his disarming smile inviting her. “Come on, Minu. One taste won’t hurt.”

As she leaned in, her cleavage subtly exposed, Ustad’s gaze flickered to the view before returning to her face.

Minu took a spoonful of the cream, its cool sweetness a welcome contrast to the kitchen’s heat. As she savoured the taste, some cream clung to the corner of her lips.

Ustad’s eyes followed the trail of cream, lingering on her lips with a seductive sparkle. With a slow, deliberate movement, he wiped away the excess with his finger, bringing it to his lips to taste, his gaze never leaving Mom.

“Delicious,” he murmured, his voice low and husky. “Almost as sweet as you.”

“Ustad, we really should—” Mom began, but her words faltered as he stepped closer.

“Is it the cream or you that’s so sweet? I need to check,” he murmured, desire thick in his voice. His eyes held a promise, a challenge.

Minu’s breath quickened, and her senses heightened. She felt the warmth radiating from Ustad, the intoxicating mix of flour, vanilla, and his masculine cologne.

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” she said softly, her voice trembling.

Ustad’s hand traced the outline of her lips. “Minu, sometimes the best ideas come from the heart, not the head,” he said, his voice soothing and persuasive. His touch sent shivers down her spine, igniting a fire within her.

Their eyes locked into a silent battle of wills, surrendering to the inevitable. Ustad leaned in, his breath mingling with hers. The world held its breath as their lips met in a soft, exploratory kiss—a gentle touch promising more.

“You taste of vanilla and something else,” he murmured against her lips.

Minu’s resistance wavered. “Flour, maybe?” she replied playfully, trying to regain control.

Their kiss deepened, an exploration of taste and touch, the world outside the kitchen fading away.

Ustad pulled her closer, their bodies melding. Mom felt the intoxicating heat radiating from him.

“You’re even sweeter than your pastries, Minu,” he whispered, his breath hot against her ear.

A shiver ran down Minu’s spine. “You’re a terrible influence, Ustad,” she whispered, still trying to resist.

Ustad’s hands traced the curve of her back, sending shivers through her. She ran her fingers through his hair, the rough texture igniting pleasure.

“Terrible? Maybe. But doesn’t it feel wonderful?” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear.

Their kiss deepened a molten embrace that consumed them both. Ustad’s once-gentle hands grew bolder, exploring the contours of Mom’s body. Her breath quickened as his touch ignited a wildfire within her, the world outside the bakery fading into a distant hum.

Minu’s fingers tangled in Ustad’s hair, pulling him closer as their bodies pressed together in a silent conversation of desire. A low growl escaped Ustad as his hands found her breasts, gently cupping them through the thin fabric of her bra. The heat of his palms sent shivers down her spine.

His touch was a caress, a promise of more. Mom arched into him, her nipples hardening against the fabric. A moan escaped her lips as Ustad’s fingers grazed her sensitive peaks. His other hand moved lower, brushing against the waistband of her pants, sending a surge of heat coursing through her.

Ustad stepped closer, his hands removing Mom’s apron. She shivered as the cool air hit her exposed skin. His lips found her neck, planting soft, teasing kisses that sent jolts of pleasure through her. He nibbled her earlobe, his breath warm and tempting.

“Minu, let yourself feel it,” Ustad whispered, his voice a blend of persuasion and desire. His hands roamed over her breasts, caressing and squeezing gently, making her gasp.

A flood of emotions surged through Minu—resistance, desire, and an overwhelming sense of being alive. “Ustad, someone might come in,” she said, her voice weak with concern and excitement.

Ustad’s lips trailed down her collarbone, his hands moving lower to her waist and then to her ass, squeezing firmly. “The door is locked. It’s just us,” he reassured her, slipping his fingers under the waistband of her pants.

Minu gasped as his hand brushed over her most intimate area, his touch gentle yet insistent. “Ustad, this is… it’s too much,” she whispered, her body betraying her as she leaned into him, her fingers tangling in his hair, slowly giving in.

“Just let go, Minu,” Ustad murmured, tracing delicate patterns over her skin. “Trust me. You’ll love this! Make yourself comfortable.”

He kissed her neck and lips, lightly biting her earlobes, sending shivers down her spine. His hands explored her body, caressing her breasts and ass, teasing her pussy, making her moan softly.

Mom’s resistance melted under his touch, the heat and desire too powerful to ignore. She felt herself giving in, her body eagerly responding to him. Ustad’s persistence, flirty lines, and gentle force made her fall for him completely.

As the world outside the bakery faded away, they became lost in each other, a whirlwind of passion and desire. Their bodies moved in a dance of intimacy, the ovens’ heat nothing compared to the fire between them.

Ustad’s hands explored Mom as he hugged her from behind, his body pressed against hers. With a practised touch, he unfastened her bra, letting the delicate fabric slip from her shoulders and pool around her waist, exposing her breasts.

His breath was hot on her neck as he kissed her skin, trailing down to her shoulders. Mom arched her back, shivers running through her as his hands glided over her bare breasts. He cupped them tenderly, his thumbs brushing her nipples, drawing a soft moan from her.

“Minu,” Ustad murmured, his voice thick with desire, “you feel incredible.”

His fingers traced slow, deliberate circles over her skin, savouring the softness. He kissed her neck, nibbling on her earlobes, igniting a mixture of pleasure and anticipation within her. His hands roamed lower, exploring the curve of her waist and the softness of her ass, both gentle and possessive.

Mom’s breath grew ragged, her body responding eagerly to his caresses. Leaning back against him, she gripped his arms lightly. “Ustad,” she breathed, desire and surprise in her voice, “this feels… so good.”

Ustad smiled against her skin. “You like it?” he asked softly, his breath warm and teasing.

“Yes,” Minu admitted, her voice trembling with excitement and vulnerability. “I do.”

He continued to make her comfortable, his hands exploring her body with a mix of tenderness and passion. “I want you to feel completely at ease, Minu,” he whispered. “You deserve to enjoy every moment.”

Mom traced her fingers along Ustad’s arms, feeling his warmth. “You’re making it hard to think,” she said with a soft laugh, her voice laced with humour and arousal. “How do you always know just what to do?”

Ustad chuckled softly. “Maybe it’s intuition,” he replied, his fingers brushing over her most intimate area, making her gasp. “Or maybe I’ve been waiting for a moment like this.”

Mom’s breath hitched as Ustad’s touch became more deliberate, his fingers teasing her gently. She leaned into him, her body responding eagerly to the sensations. “It’s incredible,” she whispered, filled with awe. “I never imagined…”

“You’re beautiful,” Ustad murmured, his lips brushing her ear. “And I want you to know it.”

She arched into his touch, her hands roaming over his chest. “I feel amazing,” she said softly. “You’re making me feel so… loved. I love you!

Ustad’s hands continued their tender exploration, each touch a blend of reverence and passion. The bakery’s heat enveloped them, heightening every caress as the outside world faded away, their connection deepening with every whispered word.

With a teasing smile, Ustad lowered his gaze to Mom’s exposed breasts, his mouth warm as he took one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking gently. Mom gasped, gripping his shoulders as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

“Ustad,” she moaned softly, anticipation and desire lacing her voice. “That feels incredible.”

Ustad’s lips moved slowly, his tongue flicking against her nipple with practised skill. He glanced up at her, his eyes filled with passion. “You taste so sweet, Minu,” he murmured, voice husky.

Mom let out a soft moan, her fingers tangling in Ustad’s hair as she gently guided him closer. “Ustad, don’t stop,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need and pleasure. “It feels so good.”

Ustad responded with a low hum against her skin, the vibration sending shivers through her. “I won’t stop, Minu,” he promised, his voice thick with desire. “I want to hear more of those sweet sounds from you.”

Pausing briefly, his lips brushed against her skin. “I want to ensure you feel every bit of pleasure you deserve,” he murmured. “Tell me what you want, Minu. I’m here to make you happy.”

Mom’s eyes fluttered shut as she held him closer. “Just keep going, Ustad,” she breathed, full of longing. “I don’t want this to end.”

With a soft smile, Ustad continued, his lips and tongue lavishing her with attention. “I won’t let it end,” he whispered, his mouth warm and moist against her.

His hand caressed her breast, fingers tracing delicate patterns around her nipple, heightening the sensation. Each deliberate movement elicited profound responses from her.

Mom’s breath grew shallow, her body arching towards him as intense pleasure built within her. “Ustad,” she gasped, her voice trembling. “You’re driving me wild.”

Ustad’s eyes sparkled playfully as he pulled back slightly, his lips leaving her nipple with a soft pop. He brushed a strand of hair from her face, his touch tender. “I want to see you completely lost in the moment,” he said softly.

He trailed kisses down her stomach, each touch light and teasing, exploring her body with a mix of reverence and desire. As he moved lower, his fingers grazed her sides, sending tingles through her skin.

Mom leaned into his touch, gripping his shoulders. “Ustad,” she breathed, wonder and longing lacing her voice. “You’re making me feel things I didn’t know I could.”

His gaze held hers, filled with unwavering intensity. “That’s my goal,” he murmured, his lips brushing her skin. “To show you how cherished you are. I want every moment with you to be unforgettable.”

Ustad’s hands continued their journey, his touch both comforting and thrilling. The warmth between them expanded, wrapping them in intimacy. Each kiss and each caress reaffirmed how cherished she was.

Mom’s breaths came in soft gasps, her eyes fluttering closed as she surrendered to the sensations. “I trust you completely,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Ustad smiled, a mix of satisfaction and affection. “It’s my pleasure, Minu. You’re worth every moment.”

As he continued, the world outside dissolved, leaving only their intense connection and shared passion.

He shifted his attention, trailing soft kisses down her body as his fingers deftly slid her panties down. Mom’s breath quickened as she felt the cool air against her exposed skin, her anticipation rising with every caress.

“Ustad, what if someone comes in?” she murmured, nervousness mingling with excitement.

Ustad’s gaze softened. “The door’s locked, Minu. It’s just us. I want this to be perfect for you.”

With tender care, Ustad lowered her panties. His gaze filled with admiration. Her most intimate area was smooth and impeccably groomed as if she had just shaved.

“Wow, Minu, you’ve shaved. You look absolutely stunning,” he said, his voice full of surprise and appreciation.

Mom blushed, her breaths shallow and her body trembling with anticipation. “I trust you, Ustad,” she whispered. “Please, be gentle.”

“I promise,” Ustad said, his voice soothing and warm. He pressed soft kisses along her inner thigh, moving closer with each gentle touch.

Minu’s fingers tangled in his hair, her breath catching. “Ustad,” she whispered, a mix of pleasure and awe.

His lips hovered over her skin. “I want to make this unforgettable for you,” he murmured, his voice a promise of more to come. “You deserve to be cherished beyond words.”

Ustad’s dark, intense eyes met hers. “Are you ready, Minu?” he asked, his voice low and full of promise. Mom’s heart raced as she nodded.

He lowered his head to her pussy, his gaze softening as he took her in. She was already wet, her body permitting him. He began with a slow, gentle lick, his tongue exploring her warmth.

Mom’s breath hitched, a soft moan escaping. “Ustad…Ahhh.. that feels so hot,” she whispered, her voice trembling with desire.

As Ustad’s tongue continued its rhythmic exploration, Mom’s soft moans grew louder. “Please… don’t stop,” she urged, her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer.

Ustad responded with more confidence, his tongue matching the rhythm of her body as she moved with him. “You’re amazing,” she gasped, her voice breathy with pleasure. “The way you’re doing this… it’s incredible.”

Focused entirely on her, Ustad maintained his steady attention, his every move designed to heighten her pleasure. Mom’s breaths came in quick, shallow bursts. “This is what I’ve wanted for so long,” she murmured, her eyes closed. “Thank you for making me feel so special.”

As Ustad brought her to the peak of pleasure, Mom cummed hard, her body trembling with intensity. With a final, gentle touch, Ustad tasted the sweetness of her release, savouring the moment.

Still basking in the afterglow, Mom moved closer to him, her eyes filled with gratitude and affection. “You were incredible,” she whispered, her voice soft and tender.

Ustad smiled warmly. “It’s my pleasure to make you feel this way. You deserve to be cherished.”

Mom leaned in, pressing her lips to his after he drank her cum. “Thank you,” she murmured, her words full of emotion. “For everything.”

Ustad returned her kiss, wrapping his arms around her in a warm embrace. “I’m really glad we could share this,” he said, his voice rich with emotion. “You mean so much to me.”

Just as they savoured the moment, the sudden chime of the oven timer broke the silence. The sound served as a gentle reminder of the tasks still ahead.

Mom, still glowing from their shared intimacy, chuckled softly as she glanced at the timer. “Looks like it’s time to get back to work, Ustad,” she said, her tone light and playful. “The oven won’t wait for us!”

Their playful banter had ignited a flame that was rapidly consuming them. What began as an innocent flirtation in the bustling bakery had blossomed into a passionate affair.

From stolen moments in the workshop to intimate explorations in private, Mom and Ustad’s desire for each other grew stronger with every touch, every kiss. Their journey was far from over, as the next chapter promised to be even more intense, exploring the depths of their connection and pushing the boundaries of their desires.

So, that’s the tale of Mom and Ustad’s adventure. I hope you enjoyed the journey through their story!

There are more captivating stories to come, so stay tuned. If you have any suggestions or want to share your thoughts, feel free to email me at [email protected]. I’m always eager to hear your feedback and ideas.