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It was one of those chilly winter nights, the kind that seeps into your bones, and I found myself once again needing my Aunt Alka’s assistance. My broken hands, still encased in plaster, rendered me helpless, especially when it came to the most basic of human needs. I called out for her, feeling embarrassed but relieved that she was there to help.

As she guided me to the washroom, I couldn’t help but recall the erotic encounters we’d been sharing. The memory of her soft hands on my eager cock made me hard, and by the time I finished peeing, my erection was tenting my pajamas. Alka noticed, of course. Her eyes widened slightly, but she remained composed, knowing our routine well.

Sitting me down on the toilet seat, she positioned herself in front of me, her warm hands reaching for my throbbing cock. Her touch was like a spark igniting a fire, sending shivers through my body. I closed my eyes, anticipating the release she would soon provide. Her strokes were slow and deliberate, sending waves of pleasure through my young body. I was lost in the sensations, barely aware of my surroundings.

As my orgasm built, I tried to warn her, but the words stuck in my throat. Before I knew it, I was cumming, my hot seed erupting from the tip of my cock. The first jet hit her cheek, warm and wet, before the next one splashed across her neck, and the rest coated her chest and ample cleavage. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, and I felt a mixture of embarrassment and arousal as I watched my cum dripping down her breasts.

Alka’s reaction was swift. She grabbed a toilet roll and began cleaning me, then herself, her movements efficient and practiced. She didn’t scold me, but I could sense her surprise. After she finished cleaning, she helped me back to bed, her touch gentle and caring.

Lying in bed, I couldn’t get the image of her naked body out of my mind. The fever must have been making me delirious, but I swore I could still feel her warmth, her skin against mine. As I drifted in and out of consciousness, I became aware of her presence in the room. The lights were off, and the room was dark, but I felt her presence more than saw it.

Then, in the darkness, I heard the soft swish of fabric, followed by the rustle of clothing being removed. My eyes adjusted to the dim light filtering in from the window, and I realized with a start that Alka was undressing. First her saree, then the blouse, revealing her plump, dusky breasts, and then her bra, freeing her heavy 34C cups. My breath caught in my throat as she slipped off her petticoat and underwear, leaving her completely naked.

In the dim light, her body was a vision of mature beauty. Her skin, a shade darker than mine, glowed softly, and her breasts swayed gently with her movements. I felt a stir in my loins as I watched her, a mixture of lust and awe coursing through me.

Alka approached the bed, her body radiant in the moonlight streaming through the window. She slid under the blanket, her skin warm against mine. I could feel her breasts pressing against my chest, her nipples hardening in the cool air. My cock, already semi-hard, sprang to full attention, pressing against her belly.

“Relax, Abhi,” she whispered, her breath warm on my ear. “Let’s just share our warmth.”

But as she settled over me, my cock found its way to the hot, wet entrance of her pussy. It was an accident, I swear. One moment I was lying there, the next I was inside her, my virgin cock encased by her experienced, tight walls. We both let out a soft moan, a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

I froze, not knowing what to do. I wanted to pull out, but the sensation of her pussy gripping my shaft was too much. Alka, sensing my hesitation, began to move gently, her hips rocking in a slow, sensual rhythm. I felt her heat surrounding me, her wetness enveloping my cock.

“It’s okay, beta,” she whispered, her voice husky. “We’re just sharing warmth. Let’s make us both feel better.”

Her words freed me, and I began to move with her, my hips thrusting gently at first, then with more urgency as my desire took over. Alka responded, her moans growing louder as our rhythm intensified. Her pussy clenched around me, milking my cock, and I knew I wouldn’t last long.

“I’m gonna cum, Alka,” I gasped, my voice hoarse.

“Yes, Abhi, fill me,” she urged, her nails digging into my back.

I exploded inside her, my cock throbbing as it pumped my hot seed deep into her womb. She cried out, her pussy convulsing around me, milking every drop from my spasming cock. We lay there, breathless, our hearts pounding in unison.

The night was far from over. As the fever intensified, so did our passion. Then we moved together, our bodies seeking warmth and pleasure. We tried every position we could think of, each one designed to maximize our skin-to-skin contact. We fucked on the bed, standing up, and even on the cold floor, our bodies generating enough heat to keep us warm.

Alka was insatiable, and I discovered a stamina I never knew I had. We’d cum together, my cock filling her over and over, our juices mingling, and still, we’d continue. The fever seemed to have heightened our senses, making every touch, every kiss, every thrust more intense.

As the night gave way to dawn, we found ourselves exhausted but content, laying naked in each other’s arms. The sun’s rays streamed through the window, warming our spent bodies. I felt her pussy still gripping my softening cock, and I knew that this night would forever change our relationship.

“Good morning, Abhi,” Alka whispered, her voice soft and husky. “I think we both got the relief we needed.”

I smiled, too tired to speak, but my heart was filled with gratitude and a newfound sense of intimacy with this woman who had become so much more than just my aunt. As I drifted back to sleep, I wondered what new secrets and pleasures this magical journey would reveal.

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Hi, this is Dhruv again, and you have been reading my family slut experiences for a long time. It all started when I watched my kids fucking each other. Later you read how my son started to fuck my wife with his huge dick. He is a lucky boy who has got two pussies at home to bang whenever he is hard.

Remember Rohan started to work in my friend’s company? The very same friend who made my wife his secretary and was banging her every day. I always envied my friend but my son took revenge by banging Sandhya, my friend’s wife.

I always fantasised about fucking Sandhya, but I couldn’t dare to fuck her. But the stars are in my favour, and I got a golden chance to fuck beautiful Sandhya. I happened to see Sandhya in the shopping mall one Saturday. I went to her and greeted her. She looked happy to find me there, and we started to shop together.

She was wearing a blue sleeveless saree with her navel visible through the saree. We went shopping for a long time, after which we thought of having lunch together. We went to the ground floor of the food court and it was a rush.

Sandhya stood behind me and the crowd kept on pushing as we went closer to the counter. The crowd pushed, making her stick to me. I could feel her soft boobs on my back. Her saree got messed up, and her pallu moved away, displaying her cleavage to me.

In between, I placed my hands behind my back as if I were checking my wallet to touch her boobs. Sandhya understood that I was intentionally touching her but didn’t say anything. At the counter, I was looking at her cleavage, which she noticed too.

We bought our food and sat at the corner of the mall where no one could disturb us. As we ate in silence, all of a sudden, Sandhya spoke, “Marriage becomes a routine where we go after the things we like, forgetting the things we have, right Dhruv?”

She was looking into my eyes. I took some time to gather what she said and said, “Yes, Sandhya.”

My eyes fell on the cleavage that was on display. She smiled as she noticed me staring at her. She continued to say, “Even sex with our partners becomes an ordeal and ritual we do without any passion and lust.” I thought she was reflecting and remained silent.

But then again, she asked me, “Do you guys enjoy sex like before?” I replied, “Yes, we do.” She said, “What if I tell you that your wife is cheating on you?” I started to act shocked, though I knew it. I said, “What, what are you talking about?”

She placed her hand over mine and continued speaking. “I am sorry to say this, but I don’t want a good person to be hurt. So I am confessing to you that your wife is cheating with none other than my husband.” I looked so startled and remained silent, looking down at my plate.

She came and sat beside me and then said, “I know how it hurts. I know my husband is a person who goes after one woman after another. But you are not like him, you take care of the family so well. Sometimes I wonder why I didn’t have you as my husband.”

We were looking into each other’s eyes. I noticed her pulling her pallu down and asking me, “Do you like me, Dhruv?” I gulped as I noticed she removed one of the hooks. Her deep cleavage was visible. I said, “Yes, Sandhya.” That’s it, she locked her lips with mine, and we smooched in public.

It lasted only for 30 seconds, and she pulled me out with her. She pushed me into her car’s back seat. She jumped on me and started to kiss me wild. “I know you are angry with your wife. Take that anger out on me, drive to my home and fuck me on our marriage bed, Dhruv,” she said after we stopped kissing.

I drove the car fast to her house while she sat beside me, blushing all the way down. She unlocked the main door. I was all over her, kissing her. I started with her lips. I kissed her lips, sucking one after the other while our tongues played the war.

I pulled her pallu with one hand and went down, kissing her neck and open cleavage. All I heard from Sandhya was, “Hmmm, Dhruv.” Those low moans were so hot. I ripped her blouse and pinned her hands on the door. I sniffed her underarms, which made her shiver and moan.

I loved those moans of her. I pulled her saree, and it fell on her legs. I circled her navel, which made her moan, and she kissed me deeply. “Take me to the bedroom and fuck me, Dhruv,” Sandhya moaned. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the bedroom.

I placed her on the bed and started to take off my shirt. Sandhya pulled my belt off and pulled my pants down. She took my dick deep into her mouth and started to suck me, gagging over my dick. I unhooked her bra and ran my hands over her back.

I raised her petticoat and saw her ass in red panties. I made her suck my balls, too fucking her mouth hard. I pushed her on the bed, pulling her panties. I spread her legs wide and saw her pussy. It was wet, and I wasted no time in eating it.

As I licked her pussy from top to bottom with my hand on her sexy boobs, crushing them. Sandhya began to moan, “Yes, Dhruv, punish me on my husband’s behalf. Don’t be so gentle on me and my body. Use me like a slut.”

I had bitten her pussy by the time she stopped saying that she loved it. She moaned, “Fuck that, my boy, hit my pussy.” I hit her pussy. She moaned, “Fuck, that’s so good hit it again. Hit my pussy and make me cry, Dhruv.”

Those words from a sexy woman are a turn-on to any man. I sat on her way, making my dick lie between her pussy lips and slapped on her boobs. “Aah, yes, that’s my boy. Get more rough,” she moaned again. I caught her nipple, pulled it and slapped her boobs one after the other till her boobs were red.

I then turned her into a doggy position and rubbed my dick on her pussy from behind. I started to smack her ass. She was moaning in a sexy way. I pushed my dick in unannounced, which made her face fall on the bed. I didn’t leave her. I held her waist and started to bang her fast.

I was hearing her moans, which were coming out as little cries. I caught her hair and pulled her up, and slapped her swinging boobs again. She loved it and was pushing her ass back on my dick. I hit her ass as she kept on pushing. She got her orgasm. I then turned her and took her legs on my shoulder.

I started to fucking her, slapping her boobs. I bent forward, and we kissed while her body turned all red with the slapping that it had gotten for the last 20 minutes. I turned her again and, folding one of her legs, I entered her from sideways and fucked her.

I played with her boobs, crushing them and sucking them while she was asking for more. I could no longer hold that. I sat on her face with my dick in her mouth. I lay in the way we do while fucking the pussy and started to fuck her mouth, and the sounds filled the room.

I cum in her mouth, which she swallowed and cleaned my dick. We lay down beside each other with her stroking my dick. Sandhya looked so beautiful, and I knew handling her sex hunger was not an easy thing. My son Rohan is doing pretty well, I thought.

She stroked my dick and said, “You can have me anytime you want, Dhruv.” I ask, “Along with Rohan?” She stopped stroking me and looked at me as if I knew. I assured her not to worry and she nodded her head as yes.

But she said, “Not so soon. Let’s have fun with each other till we are fed up, and then we can try something new.”

I agreed and kissed her. My dick was hard, and she mounted me and rode till both of us came at once. She rode me for around 20 minutes while I played with her boobs and ass.

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Nasta karne ke baad mummy bartan leke bahar chali gayi. Main bed par betha betha mummy ka intezar karne laga. Fir 10-minute baad mummy kamre mein aa gayi. Aur aake bed par beth gayi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy, kal raat aapke sath khul ke baat karke bada aacha laga. Magar aap kal puri tarah khul ke baat nahi kar rahe the.

Mummy – Beta, sach kahu. To tere muh se aise baate sunke bada ajeeb lag raha tha. Maine kabhi nahi socha tha ki main aur tu aise gandi baate bhi karenge.

Main – Ha, mummy, socha to maine bhi nahi tha. Magar jo kaam hum karne ja rahe hai. Uske liye hame ek dusre se khulna hi padega. Aur waise bhi aap meri mummy ho. Mujhe shuru mein thoda ajeeb lag raha tha.

Magar baad main sab theek lagne laga. Waise mummy aap papa se bhi to aise baate karte hoge.

Mummy – Beta, woh mere pati the. Aur pati patni ke beech aise baate hona lazmi hai.

Main – Bas mummy aapko mere sath bhi waise hi khul ke baat karni hai. Hamare beech jo ye sharam ka parda hai. Hame use puri tarah hatana hoga. Tabhi hum log ye kaam kar payenge. Kya aap tayar ho mummy?

Mummy – Beta, jab se tune mujhe is kaam ke bare mein bataya hai. Tab se main bhi isi kaam ke bare mein soch rahi hu. Kya meri jaise adhed umar ki aurat ye kaam kar sakti hai.

Mummy ko lag raha tha ki unki badi umar ki wajah se woh ye kaam nahi kar peynegi. Magar woh ye nahi janti thi ki mummy ki umar ki aurto ko dekhne ke liye. Log kitne pagal hai.

Main – Mummy, yaa to aap anjaan ho. Ya anjaan banne ka natak karte ho.

Mummy – Tu aisa kyu keh raha hai beta.

Main – Mummy, jaise ki aap jante hi nahi ho. Aap jab bhi bahar nikalte ho. To gaon ke mardo ki nazar aapke gadraye badan par hoti hai. Aur woh sare aapko kha jaane wali nazaro se dekhte hai.

Mummy aapni tarif sunke sharmane lagi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy, sach sach batana. Aap ye baat jante the naa.

Mummy – Beta, logo ka kya hai? Woh to harr aurat ko aise hi dekte hai.

Main – Mummy, sabka to nahi pata. Magar jab aap jaise gadraye aur kamuk badan wali sundar aurat kisi ke bhi samne aa jaye. To koi bhi mard use dekhe bina nahi reh pata hai. Kya aapko abhi bhi lagta hai? Ki aap ye kaam nahi kar sakte ho.

Mummy meri baate sun ke mann hi mann muskura rahi thi. Aur unke sharam ki laali se mujhe ye baat pata chal rahi thi. Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Waise beta kal raat tu meri photo lene ke liye keh raha tha.

Main – Ha, mummy, keh to raha tha. Magar woh photo aise nahi, balki bina kapdo ke leni hai.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy ne aapni aankhe neeche kar li. Aur woh sharam ke mare mujhse nazre churane lagi. Tabhi maine unki jangh par hath rakh diya. Aur bola.

Main – Kya baat hai mummy. Aapko abhi bhi sharam lag rahi hai kya?

Mummy ne meri baat ka koi jawab nahi diya. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, ye photo dekhkar hi log aapko us kaam ke liye paise denge. Isiliye ye photo lena jaruri hai. Waise bhi mummy yaha par sirf aap aur main hi to hai. Aur mere samne to aap har roj kapde badalte hue nangi hoti ho. To ab aap kyu sharma rahe ho?

Mummy – Beta, tere samne main hamesha upar se nangi hui hu. Magar tu to ab mujhe puri nangi hone ke liye bol raha hai. Ye mere liye itna bhi asan nahi hai.

Mummy ki ye baat sunte hi main bed se utarke neeche khada ho gaya. Aur turant aapna underwear utar diya. Aur underwear utarte hi mera bina baalo wala 6 inch ka mota lund bahar nikal ke latakne laga.

Mera lund abhi puri tarah khada nahi tha. Magar uska suapda khula hua tha. Aur baal naa hone ki wajah se mera lund kuch jayada hi mota lag raha tha. Aur lund ke bahar nikalte hi mummy mere lund ko dekhne lagi. Fir woh bol padi.

Mummy – Ye, ye kya kar raha hai beta? Tu aapne kapde kyu nikal raha hai?

Main – Mummy, aapko mere samne nangi hone se sharam lag rahi thi. Isiliye main bhi aapke samne nanga ho gaya hu. Taaki aapko sharam naa lage.

Fir aapni baat bolte hi maine aapni baniyan bhi nikal di. Aur ab main mummy ke samne pura nanga ho gaya. Aur nanga hote hi main mummy ko dekhne laga. Mummy ki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Tabhi woh boli.

Mummy – Beta, tujhe aisa karne ki koi jarurat nahi hai. Tu aapne kapde pehen le.

Mumny ki baat sunte hi main unke ek dum pass pauch gaya. Mummy bed par bethe bethe chor nazar se mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Jo unke dekhne se halke halke khada ho raha tha. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, agar aap mujhe nanga nahi dekh pa rahi ho. To aap ye kaam kaise karoge. Kyuki is kaam mein to aapko harr mard ko nanga dekhna hai. Aur waise bhi mummy mere pass aisa kuch khaas nahi hai.

Mere pass bhi baaki mardo ki tarah ye lund hai. Jise aap pehle bhi kai bar dekh chuke hoge. Aur jo aapne papa ka bhi dekha hoga. Mummy agar ye kaam hame karna hai. To aapko puri tarah besharam banna padega.

Meri baat sunke mummy soch mein pad gayi. Aur woh bar bar mere lund ko dekh rahi thi. Jo ab khada ho chuka tha. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, aapko dekhkar lag raha hai ki aap abhi bhi puri tarah se tayar nahi hue ho. Main yaha aapke samne pura nanga khada hu. Magar fir bhi aap soch rahe ho. Isiliye shayad hame ye kaam tab tak nahi karna chahiye. Jab tak aap khud tayar na ho jao.

Mummy se aapni baat keh ke main aapna underwear utha ke bahar jaane laga. Tabhi mummy ne mera hath pakad liya. Fir woh bed se uth ke khadi ho gayi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Beta, main tayar hu.

Main – Mummy, ek bar aur soch lijiye. Jab aap puri tarah se mann bana lo. Tab hum ye kaam shuru kar lenge.

Mummy – Beta, ab agar ye kaam karna hi hai. To chahe aaj se kare. Ya kuch din baad se karna to hai hi. Woh bas tere samne sare kapde utarne mein sharam aa lag rahi thi. Magar ab jab tu bhi bina kapdo ke khada hai.

To mujhe bhi kapde utarne se koi dikkat nahi hai. Aur waise bhi hamere paise khatam ho rahe hai. To hame bahut jald paiso ki jarurat padegi.

Mummy ki baat sunte hi main khus ho gaya. Fir mummy ne aapni mexi ko pakda. Aur ek jhatke mein use nikal diya. Aur mexi ke nikalte hi mummy madarjaat nangi ho gayi. Mummy ko pura nanga dekhte hi mera lund tan tana ke khada ho gaya.

Main mummy ko upar se neeche tak dekhne laga. Aaj main pehli bar mummy ko samne se nanga dekh raha tha. Mummy ke bade bade dono dudh bahar nikal ke latak rahe the.

Aur uski kaali angoor ke size ki ghundiya khadi hui thi. Mummy ka chikna aur masal pet aur unki gehri nabhi dekhkar. Mera mann ho raha tha ki abhi neeche bethkar aapni jeebh unki gehri nabhi mein daal du. Aur use jeebhar ke chaatu.

Mummy ki fuli hui kali bur (chut) aaj pehli bar main samne se dekh raha tha. Mummy ki bur par thode baal the. Jo unki bur ko aur jayada khoobsurat bana rahe the. Mummy chup chaap mere samne nazre jhukaye khadi hui thi.

Kyuki aaj pehli bar woh mere samne puri nangi hui thi. Mummy ko sharmate dekhkar maine unka muh upar kiya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy, aap bahut khoobsurat lag rahe ho. Main to unke bare mein soch raha hu. Jo log aapko aise video call par dekhne wale hai. Aapko aise dekhkar unki to halat kharab hone wali hai.

Aapni tarif sunke mummy sharmane lagi. Aur unhe sharmata dekhkar main bola.

Main – Mummy, aap aapni bur(chut) ke baal saaf nahi karti ho kya?

Meri baat sunte hi mummy aapni bur(chut) ko dekhne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, neeche ke baal harr mard aur aurat ko hamesha saaf rakhne chahiye. Warna kehte hai ki isse bimari lagne ka khatra rehta hai. Ye dekho isiliye main bhi hamesha aapna lund ke baal saaf rakhta hu.

Jaise hi maine ye baat boli. Tabhi mummy mere khade lund ko dekhne lagi. Jo pura khada hoke jhatke maar raha tha. Aur baal naa hone ki wajah se mera lund kuch jayada hi bada aur mota lag raha tha. Mera lund dekhne ke baad mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, bahut waqt se saaf nahi kiye hai. Isiliye thode bade ho gaye hai. Ab tujhe jo photo leni hai. Woh jaldi le le beta.

Main – Kyu mummy aapko abhi bhi sharam lag rahi hai kya?

Mummy – Beta, tere samne puri nangi khadi hu. Thodi sharam to aayegi naa.

Main – Bas mummy yahi sharam to khatam karni hai. Warna aap ye kaam kaise kar paoge.

Mummy – Beta, tu kya mujhe puri tarah besharan banana chahta hai?

Main – Mummy, ye kaam sharafat mein rehkar nahi kiya ja sakta hai. Kyuki is kaam mein harr mard aapse sirf o sirf chudai ki baate hi karega. Aur aapko bhi usse chudai ki baate karni padegi.

Meri baat sunke mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, kya abhi aap ye baal saaf kar sakti ho?

Mummy – Beta, woh main baad mein saaf kar lungi. Abhi tu jo photo lena chahta hai. Woh le le pehle.

Main – Mummy, baal saaf hone se aapki bur(chut) aur jayada aache se dikhegi. Aur aaj kal ke mardo ko bina baalo wali bur jayada pasand hai.

Mummy – Beta, kya abhi aise hi kaam nahi chal sakta hai?

Main – Theek hai mummy. Main abhi aise hi kaam chala leta hu. Magar aap aapne baal aaj hi saaf kar lena.

Mummy – Theek hai beta. Ab tu photo le le.

Main – Mummy, photo main le lunga. Magar pehle aap ek bra panty nikal lo. Kyuki ismein uski bhi jarurat padegi.

Mummy – Beta, ab bra panty kyu chahiye?

Main – Mummy, kuch photo aapki usmein bhi leni padegi. Jo mujhe online dalni hai.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy mud ke almari ki taraf jaane lagi. Aur unke mud te hi mummy uthi hui moti gaand mere samne aa gayi. Mummy ke chalne se unki gaand matakne lagi.

Almari ke pass pauchte hi mummy almari khol ke aapni bra aur panty nikalne lagi. Tabhi main bhi mummy ke pass pauch gaya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy, aapke pass jitni bhi bra panty hai sab nikal lo. Main bataunga aapko konsi bra panty pehnni hai.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy aapni sari bra panty nikalne lagi. Tabhi meri nazar ek dibbi par padi. Maine use uth ke dekha. To usmein mummy ka sone ka mangalsutra pada hua tha. Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, ise rakh de. Ye mera mangalsutra hai.

Main – Main janta hu mummy. Magar hame iski bhi jarurat padegi.

Mummy – Beta, ab iski kya jarurat hai hame?

Main – Mummy, ye mangalsutra aapko pehanna padega.

Mummy – Beta, tera dimag kharab hai kya? Mangalsutra sirf suhagan aurte hi pehanti hai. Main ab vidhwa hu. Mujhe ye pehnne ka hakk nahi hai.

Main – Mujhe pata hai mummy ki aap vidhwa ho. Magar aap jab ye kaam karogi. Tab aapko ek shaadi shuda aurat hone ka natak karna hai. Jisse samne wale ko yahi lage ki aap ek shaadi shuda aurat ho.

Mummy – Beta, kya ye sab karne jaruri hai? Kya iske bina ye kaam nahi ho sakta hai?

Main – Ho sakta hai mummy. Magar ye baat aap bhi jante hi hoge ki harr mard ko dusre ki biwi jayada pasand hoti hai. Aur harr mard parayi shaadi shuda aurat ke sath hamesha sona chahta hai.

Mummy – Ha beta ye to hai. Harr mard dusro ki biwi ko jayada dekhta hai.

Main – Bas mummy isiliye aapko bhi ek shaadi shuda aurat hone ka natak karna hai. Aur waise bhi abhi aapki itni umar nahi hui hai ki aap ek vidwa lago. Aaj bhi aapko dekhkar log aapna lund masalne lagte hai.

Meri baat sunke mummy sharmate hue smile karne lagi. Fir maine mummy ka mangalsutra unke gale mein daal diya. Aur ab mummy ka mangalsutra unke dono bade bade dudh ke beech latakne laga.

Aur sirf mangalsutra pehnne se mummy aur bhi jayada qayamat lag rahi thi. Fir mummy ne aapni sari bra panty bahar nikal li. Aur use bed par rakh diya. Mummy ke pass 4 bra thi. Aur 3 panty thi. Fir maine ek kali bra aur neeli panty utha ke mummy ko de di.

Fir mummy ne baaki bra panty almari mein rakh di. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab aap bed ke upar aa jao.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy bed par aa gayi. Mummy ke bed par aate hi main bhi bed par aa gaya. Aur unke pairo ke pass aake beth gaya. Aur mere bethte hi mummy mere lund ko dekhne lagi. Aur mujhe dekhkar smile karne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab aap let jao. Aur aapni taange faila lo.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy let gayi. Fir mummy halke halke aapni taange failane lagi. Mummy ko abhi bhi thodi sharam aa rahi thi. Magar ab woh utna nahi sharma rahi thi. Jitna woh shuru mein sharma rahi thi.

Halke halke karke mummy ne aapni taange faila li. Mummy ki taange failte hi unki bur ke hont khulne lage. Fir maine mummy ki dono jangho par hath rakha. Aur unki dono jangho ko pakad ke faila diya.

Aisa karte hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Magar unhone mujhe kuch kaha nahi, aur taange failte hi mummy ki bur ka nikla hua chamda khul gaya. Mummy ki bur ke ander ka gulabipan dikhne laga.

Mummy ki bur geeli ho chuki thi. Kyuki mummy kafi der se nangi thi. Aur unki nazar bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Ab mummy aaram se leti hui thi. Main unki taango ke beech betha hua tha.

Mera lund ek dum pather ban gaya tha. Jo sidha mummy ki bur ke ched ki taraf muh karke khada hua tha. Mummy lete lete mujhe dekh rahi thi. Aur meri nazar mummy ki bur se hatt hi nahi rahi thi.

Mera mann kar raha tha ki abhi aapna lund mummy ki bur mein daal du. Magar main chahta tha. Jab maine itna intezaar kiya hai. To thoda aur sahi. Main chahta tha mummy khud bhi mujhse chudai ka maza le.

Fir maine aapna mobile uthaya. Mummy ki khuli hui bur ka photo lene laga. 2 se 3 photo lene baad main khada ho gaya. Aur khade hoke upar se lete hue mummy ke pure badan ka photo lene laga.

Idhar main photo le raha tha. Mummy lete lete mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Mummy ko aapna lund dekhte hue main bola.

Main – Mummy, aap mere lund ko aise kyu dekh rahe ho? Aapko aise dekhkar mera kya kisi bhi mard ka yahi haal hoga. Main to aaj pehli bar kisi aurat ko samne se nanga dekh raha hu. Isiliye mera aisa haal hona to lazmi hai.

Mummy – Beta, main teri maa hu. Aur mujhe dekhkar bhi….

Mummy aapni baat puri karte karte ruk gayi. Magar main samajh gaya ki woh kya kehna chahti hai.

Main – Mummy, main janta hu. Aap meri maa ho. Magar maa hone ke sath sath aap ek aurat bhi to ho. Mummy aap jante ho. Meri aaj tak kisi bhi ladki se dosti nahi rahi. Isiliye main bhi unhi logo mein aata hu.

Jo log phone par nangi aurto ko dekhkar. Aapni garmi shaant karte hai. Isiliye aaj jab pehli bar maine aapko bina kapdo ke dekha. To main bhi khud ko rok nahi paya. Sach kahu mummy maine phone par kai aurte dekhi hai.

Magar aap jaise gadraye aur bhare badan wali aurat aaj main pehli bar dekh raha hu.

Aapni tarif sunke mummy ka chera laal hone laga. Ab mummy mujse kafi khul gayi thi. Aur woh aaram se lete hue aapni photo khichwa rahi thi. Fir kuch photo lene ke baad main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab aap aapna ek hath aapne dudh par rakh lo. Fir aapne dudh ko dabao.

Mummy ne bina koi sawal kiye. Aapna hath dudh par rakh liya. Fir woh aapna dudh dabane lagi. Main unki photo lene laga. Mummy ko aapne hi dudh dabate dekhkar maza aa raha tha.

Aur kahi na kahi isse mummy ke ander ki garmi aur badti ja rahi thi. Main bhi yahi chahta tha. Fir kuch photo lene ke baad main bola.

Main – Mummy, aapne dudh dabate hue aap aapna dusra hath aapni bur(chut) par rakho. Aur aapni 2 ungliyaan aapni bur ke ander daal lo. Jaise us video mein woh aurat daal rahi thi.

Mummy – Beta, ab kya ye bhi karna padega? Itni photo se kaam nahi chalega. Jo tune li hai.

Main – Mummy, ye sab cheeje isi kaam ka hissa hai. Aapko aisa karte dekhne ke liye hi log paise denge. Aur ye sab cheeje ye kaam karne wali harr aurat karti hai. Jisse use bhi sukh milta hai. Aur use dekhne wale logo ko bhi.

Meri baat sunke mummy shaant ho gayi. Fir woh uth ke bed par take laga ke beth gayi. Mummy ke bethte hi main unke bagal mein jaake beth gaya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy, ek baat sach sach bataoge.

Mummy – Hmm.

Main – Mummy, jab se aap mere samne nangi hui ho. Kya aapka mann nahi kar raha hai? Ki aap bhi aapne ander ki garmi ko shaant karo.

Meri baat sunke mummy aapni nazre neeche karke dekhne lagi. Kyuki woh janti thi. Main sach bol raha hu. Mummy ko shaant dekhkar main bola.

Main – Mummy, bhale aap mujhe ye baat naa batao. Magar jab aapne aapni taange failayi thi. To aapki geeli bur ko dekhkar main samajh gaya tha ki aapke ander ki garmi aapko pareshan kar rahi hai. Batao mummy kya main jhoot bol raha hu?

Mummy – Tu sahi keh raha hai beta. Magar maine aaj tak aisa kuch kabhi nahi kiya hai.

Mummy ki baat sunte hi maine unka hath pakda. Aur use unki bur par rakh diya. Mummy ki bur par unka hath rakhte hi mera hath bhi unki bur par lagne laga. Mummy ke bur ki garmi mujhe milne lagi.

Mummy ki bur ek dum garam padi thi. Maano jaise unki bur ke ander koi bhaatti jal rahi ho. Mummy ki bur ka itna garam hona lazmi tha. Kyuki 2 saal se unki garmi bahar nahi nikli thi. Bur par hath lagte hi mummy boli.

Mummy – Ye ye ye kye kar raha hai beta?

Main – Wahi kar raha hu mummy. Jo aapko ye kaam karte hue karna hai. Aur ismein kuch galat bhi nahi hai. Harr mard aur aurat khud ko khus karne ke liye. Ye kaam karte hai. Yaha tak ki main bhi aapne lund ko shaant karne ke liye yahi karta hu.

Mummy meri baat sunke mujhe dekhne lagi. Main unhe dekhte hue unke hath se unhi ki bur ko masle ja raha tha. Aur bur ke masalte hi mummy ki aankhe chadne lagi thi. Mummy ki nashili aankho ko dekhkar main samajh gaya tha.

Ki ab mummy ko bhi aacha lag raha tha. Mummy ke hath se unki bur ko masalte hue dusre hath se main mummy ki taange failane laga. Mummy mujhe dekhte hue aapni taange kholne lagi.

Mummy ki bur ka pani ab unke hath se hota hua mere hath mein lag raha tha. Mummy aankhe band kiye ab khud aapni bur ko masale ja rahi thi. Mummy ki aankhe band dekhkar.

Maine aapne hath se unki 2 ungliya mod ke unki geeli bur mein daal di. Mummy ki ungliyon ke sath sath meri bhi 2 ungliyaan mummy ki bur mein chali gayi. Mummy ki bur puri geeli ho chuki thi.

Isiliye puri ungli bade aaram se ander chali gayi. Aur ungliyon ke ander jaate hi mummy aankhe khol ke mujhe dekhne lagi. Magar ab mujhe mummy ki aankho mein ratti bhar ki naa nahi dikh rahi thi.

Isiliye main mummy ki ungliyon ke sath sath aapni bhi ungliyon ko ander bahar karne laga. Aur ab mummy aapne honton ko kaat te hue moan ki awaaj nikalne lagi. Mummy ko ab aapni bur mein lund jaata hua jaisa mehsus ho raha tha.

Aur kuch der bur mein ungli karne ke baad mummy khud aapni bur mein ungli karne lagi. Mummy ko aise ungli karta dekhkar. Maine aapni ungaliyon ko unki bur se nikal liya. Meri ungli mummy ke bur ke pani se geeli ho chuki thi.

Aur ab mummy aapni aankhe band kiye. Aapni bur mein ungli kiye ja rahi thi. Mummy ek dum aaram se bethi hui aapni 2 saalo se dabi hui garmi ko shaant kar rahi thi. Mummy ko aise ungli karte dekh main aapni ungli ko muh mein leke chusne laga.

Mummy ki aankhe band thi. Isiliye unhe pata nahi chala ki main unki bur ke pani ko aapni ungliyon se chaat raha hu. Mummy ki bur ke pani ko chaat ke main unki photo lene laga. Aur photo lene baad main unki video banae laga. Mummy puri tarah kho gayi thi.

Unhe to ye bhi nahi pata laga ki abhi unke samne maine unki bur ke pani ko chaata hai. Mummy aapni bur mein ungli karte ja rahi thi. Fir kuch der baad mummy ki taange kaapne lagi.

Fir mummy ne aapni taango ko band kar liya. Aur unhone aapni ungli ko ander bahar karna band kar diya. Mummy ko dekhkar main samajh gaya ki unka pani nikal gaya hai. Aur ab mummy ke chere par ek alag si shaanti dikh rahi thi.

Jo bur ki garmi nikalne ke baad hi aati hai. Mummy abhi bhi aankhe band kiye bethi hui thi. Fir mummy ne aankhe khol ke mujhe dekha. Main mummy ko dekhkar smile karne laga. Aur mujhe smile karta dekhkar. Mummy ne sharam se aapna muh ghuma liya.

Mummy ko sharmata dekhkar. Main unke bagal mein aa gaya. Fir main bola.

Main – Kaisa laga mummy. Itne saalo baad is sukh ko mehsus karke.

Meri baat ka mummy ne koi jawab nahi diya. Tabhi maine unke gaal par hath rakha. Aur unke chere ko aapni taraf ghuma ke dekha. Chera ghumate hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Kya hua mummy? Kya aapko abhi bhi mujhse sharam lag rahi hai?

Mummy – Beta, ab sharam lagne layak bacha kya hai? Hum dono pehle hi nange bethe hai.

Main – Mummy, agar ab koi sharam nahi hai. To fir batao naa ki 2 saal baad aapni bur ka pani nikal ke aapko kaise laga.

Mummy – Bahut aacha laga beta. Aaj bahut waqt ke baad maine is sukh ko mehsus kiya hai. Tere papa ke jaane ke baad maine in sab cheejo ke bare mein sochna chhod hi diya tha. Magar aaj bahut waqt ke baad is sukh ko mehsus karke aacha laga.

Hello friends, main Rahul apne mummy-papa ke sath shehar rehta hu. Baat tab ki hai jab main sirf 19 saal ka tha. Mere papa Suresh (49) jo government department mein railway ki achi post par the, aur mummy Sheetal (45) gaon ki housewife thi. Mummy nana-nani ki tabiyat ke kaaran wahin ruk gayi thi gaon. Fir ek din achanak lockdown lag gaya tha.

Lockdown ki wajah se mujhe aur papa ko khaana-peena aur job/college mein kaafi dikkat aa rahi thi. To meri mummy ne socha kyun nahi hamari madad ke liye kisi ko ghar rakh de. To unhone apni chacheri behan ki vidhwa beti ko hamare ghar bheja. Unka naam Suman tha. Wo 35 years ki thi, aur unke 2 chhote bachhe the Tinku aur Minku.

Kuch hi maheene pehle unke husband expire hue the. Unki aarthik sthiti achi nahi thi, isliye mummy ne socha ki unke bachho ki padhayi ka kharcha tab tak papa de denge, and unko rehna, aur khaana-peena mil jayega hamari dekh-bhaal karte-karte.

Kuch din to sab theek raha. Wo subah uth ke papa ko chai deti, aur unke kapde press karke rakh deti, aur khaana bana deti. Mere papa kaafi khush the Suman se. Wo bhi shaam ko aa kar Suman didi ke bachho ko padayi karate aur hamare sath park jaate cricket khelne. Suman bhi apne bachho ko fir se khushi se khelta dekh khush thi.

Papa roz subah uth ke running par jaate, aur unke aane se pehle hi Suman unke liye chai bana ke rakhti. Papa chai ko peete hi Suman se bolte ki Rahul ki mummy se bhi achi chai banati ho tum Suman. Fir wo Suman ke bachho ko nehlate apne sath hi.

Papa ki kaafi hairy body hai, aur height bhi 5’11” hai, aur kaafi fit bhi maintain rehte wo. Jab bhi papa Suman ke bachho ko nehlaate, to Suman papa ko dekhti rehti. Papa apne geele badan aur baalon mein frenchie pehne hue hote. Papa bhi Suman ko dekh. ke muskura dete.

Fir Tinku bola: Uncle aapki chaddi mein kuch bada-bada chala gaya kya.

Kyunki papa ka khada ho jata tha Suman ko dekh ke. Fir raat ko bhi papa aur hum sab terrace par so jaate, kyunki achi hawa chalti thi. Bachho ko aadat ho gayi thi papa ki kahaniyon ki. Wo hamesha mere papa ke sath sone ki zid karte. Sabse end mein main sota, fir Tinku, aur fir papa, Minku, aur Suman.

Aise hi haste-khelte 21 din beet gaye 1st lockdown ke. Fir asli kahani tab shuru hui jab lockdown aur extend kar diya gaya kuch maheeno ke liye. Udhar gaon mein nana-nani ki tabiyat ke liye mummy shehar ko nahi aa sakti thi, aur idhar sab lockdown ki wajah se college/office sab online ghar se hone lage.

But papa aur mera khaana-peena, aur kapde-safayi wagaira sab ache se chal raha tha. Humko farak nahi pad raha tha mummy ke gaon mein fasne se. Papa kaafi frank ho gaye the Suman aur uske bachho se. Itna frank ki ab nahate, dhote, khaate peete ab Sheetal ki jagah Suman-Suman bolte. Ab to sare-aam frenchie mein hi rehte ghar din bhar. Raat ko bhi frenchie mein hi sote terrace par mere, Suman, aur bachho ke sath.

Suman bhi choti nightie mein hi rehti din bhar. Fir ek din panchayat mein buzurg logon ne ghar par aa kar toofani baat kar di. Unhone papa aur Suman se kaha ki “Sarkar ne lockdown aur covid mortality ko dekh ke bola hai, ki jis aurat ne apna pati khoya ho. Usko tabhi kisi anjaan ke ghar rehne ko mil sakta hai, jab us ghar ka aadmi us vidhwa ko sweekar kar shaadi kare, aur uske bachho ko apnaye, aur sath hi 5 saal ke andar 2 bachhe aur paida kare us vidhwa ke sath. Taaki us vidhwa ko bhi kaanunan adhikar ho us mard par. Fir chaahe wo aadmi pehle se married aur baal bachho wala hi kyun na ho.”

Baat to atpati thi, but sarkar ke apne tarth the. Jansankhya ko bhi to badhana tha, jo covid ke chalte dugni kam ho gayi thi. Buzurgon ke jaate hi papa aur Suman ne Suman ke maa-baap se aur meri mummy ko ye sab bataya. Ab mummy bechari keh bhi kya sakti thi. Suman ke maa-baap ki to lottery lag gayi thi jaise. Unko apni gareeb vidhwa beti ke liye padha likha, aur shaadi-shuda naukri peshe wala aadmi jo mil gaya tha, jiske biwi-bachho ko koi aitraaz nahi tha.

Mummy ne kaha ki apne pati aur bachhe ka khayaal rakhne ke liye Suman ko bhi samaaj mein achi nazar se dikhne ke liye, ye kadam uthana padega. Bas fir kya tha, papa aur Suman dono hi andar-andar se khush the, aur papa ne Suman ki taraf dekh ke poocha, ki kya wo bhi sab ki baat se sehmat thi? Suman sharma gayi, aur papa ne Suman ko gale lagaya.

Udhar Tinku aur Minku poochne lage ki bhaiya mummy aur uncle hug kyun kar rahe hai. To maine un dono ko samjhaya ki ab mere papa unke bhi papa ban gaye the, aur wo unko uncle nahi papa bolenge. Wo dono bahut khush hue, aur ghar mein papa-papa ka shor machne lage.

Shaam tak shaadi ki poori taiyaari ho gayi thi, aur sab ache se ho gaya ghar hi ghar mein. Fir papa ne mujhe bula ke bola ki Suman ke sath wo neeche waale room mein soyenge. To main bachho ko upar apne sath hi sula lu kuch hafte.

Suman papa ke night ke kapde leke, dudh ke glass ke sath unke room mein gayi. Fir wo room band kar di. Papa shirt aur pajama mein the, aur Suman suit salwar mein. Wo papa ke paas baithi, aur unko dudh ka glass dedi. Papa ne bhi glass se aadha dudh pee kar Suman ko dudh pilaya. Fir papa ne Suman ka hath pakad kar apni thighs par rakha, aur bole-

Papa: Suman, itne hafton se tum mera aur mere bete ka khoob ache se khayaal rakh rahi ho, bina kuch maange. To ab mera bhi farz hai ki tumhari samaaj mein izzat na uchalne du.

Suman ne itna sun ke papa ki aur dekha aur dono ne ek-doosre ke raseele honth choos liye.

Papa ne bola: Suman maine 2 maheene se sex nahi kiya.

To Suman bhi boli: Husband expire hone ke 6 months se ab tak maine bhi sex nahi kiya.

Fir kya tha, papa Suman ke upar aa gaye, aur uske boobs daba ke lips kiss karne lage. Suman ne bhi apne dono hatho se papa ke baalon ko sehlaya, aur apni jeebh papa ke muh mein daalne lagi. Dono ke kamre se chumma-chaati ki awaaze aa rahi thi. Fir papa ne Suman ka suit khola, aur uski pajami ka bhi naada khol diye.

Ab Suman sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Papa ne Suman ki gardan par kiss kiya, aur usko apne upar le aaye. Suman bhi ab papa ki shirt ke button khol rahi thi. Dono bed par baith gaye, aur alingan karke ek-doosre ki shirt and bra khol diye. Papa ne Suman ke tight-tight boobs dekh ke unko choosna shuru kiya, aur Suman lambi-lambi siskiyan lene lagi.

Papa bole ki Rahul ki maa to kab se sex nahi karne deti unko. Aur Suman newly wed ki tarah tight boobs wali thi. Suman ne bhi papa ko lita ke unki hairy chest ko kiss karna shuru kiya. Wo boli ki uske pati zyada sex nahi karte the. Wo sharabi the, aur jaldi jhad jaate the. Suman papa ke hairy pet ko kiss ki. Unke lips, eyes, gardan aur nipples sab jagah Suman ki lipstick ke nishan the.

Fir papa ne Suman ki panty ke andar hath dala, aur usko masalne lage. Wo kaafi excited ho gayi thi. Usne papa ko hug kiya, aur mere papa ke pajame mein hath daal di. Use kaafi acha lag raha tha papa ke garam-garam badan ko choone mein. Fir wo pajama kholne lagi. Usne apni legs se papa ke pajame ko neeche kar diya, aur ab papa aur Suman sirf underwear mien the.

Kaafi der sex ke baad papa ne 4 baari Suman ki chut ke andar apna virya daal diya, aur uske upar hi so gaye. Subah jab meri neend khuli to maine jo dekha us par vishwas nahi hua. Mere sage papa ab mummy ke alawa doosri kisi young ladki ke neeche letay hue the poore nange. Aur bedsheet se papa aur Suman ke love juices ki mehak aa rahi thi.

Fir main chup-chaap wapas jaake so gaya. Subah bachho ke shor ne mujhe utha diya. Bachhe ab mere papa ko apne papa bol ke unke sath khel kood kar rahe the, aur papa bhi unko zyada pyaar karne lage. Papa unko nehlate waqt ab aur bhi open ho gaye. Suman baat-baat par papa ke upar ab haq jatane lagi.

Fir lunch ke baad jab bachhe so rahe the, to Suman papa ke paas aayi, aur unko upar waale room mein le gayi. Fir unka gate shaam tak hi khula. Papa ki energy bahut low dikhne lagi thi kuch din. Suman ne mujhe bola ki papa ko ab aur energy ki zaroorat hai, to main unke liye dryfruits le aau.

Main wo sab dryfruits leke aaya. Suman ne un dryfruits aur desi ghee ke laddu banaye, aur papa ko roz 2-4 khilane lagi. Jab bhi main washing machine mein papa ke kapde dhone daalta, to dekhta ki unke pajame mein aur underwear mein unke virya ke gaadhe-gaadhe nishan hone lag gaye the. Roz hi Suman aur papa ki bedsheets dhulne mein aati thi.
To be continued in the next part.

This story is from one of my followers. His name is hidden on his request.

He was in his apartment, alone — as his parents had gone for a relative function. He rubbed his hand over his hair nervously. He stretched out for a cigarette. The fire was born on the cigarette’s tip to ease the tightness around his chest.

He picked up his phone. He paused for a while before dialling Divya, his girlfriend. On the second ring, she answered his call.

“Hi…,” her voice was pleasant, even though something playful in her tone sent a shiver down on him.

“Hi,” he said softly. His voice was deeper, almost husky. “What are you doing?”

“Just lying in bed, thinking about you,” she replied, and there was playfulness in her words.

He tried to relax and calm down and he swallowed deeply. “Well, what kind of thoughts?”

“Hmmm, that you were wishing,” she said softly, and her voice reached his ears and gave him a chill.

He collapsed into the corner of his couch, his system already doing its best to respond to the sound of her voice. He imagined her clearly—her messy hair, how she bit her lip to look sexy.

“Regarding the dream I said to you the day before,” he said, his voice deep.

She gasped on the other end of the line. “Hmmm?”

He went on narrating what he saw in the dream, “Your skin was soft when I touched it”, the hand not holding the cigarette moving to the shirt he was wearing and running it over the flat stomach. “How your body was moulded to mine.”

“Dinesh…” her voice was sexual but also uncertain. He could hear the sound of the sheets. He could almost visualise her turning over in bed, adjusting herself for whatever he wanted to talk to her about next.

“If you were here right now…” he started, and his voice got deeper, more sensual. “I would kiss you gently, as if time was of no essence, starting from your lips, then your neck, and the area that gives you goosebumps.”

He felt her breathless and visualised how her body responded to his words. It made his desire increase. The need to touch her, to feel her against him, was becoming unbearable.

“I’d wrap my arms around you and bring us as close as two people can get,” he went on, his tone low, controlled. “I would let my hands wander all over your body, knowing the texture of your skin, the taste of your skin.”

She uttered a low, pained sound, and the noise went straight through his system. He shut his eyes and allowed himself to be taken away by the moves they were making in their mind.

“I want to be with you,” she said softly, erotically. “I wish I could feel you… touch you,” she continued.

“Me too,” he murmured. “I am alone in my home.”

They were silent momentarily, each listening to the other’s breathing, although they were several feet apart. They did not speak. But there was tension between them. The tension of passion that has to wait for an opportunity to become a flame.

She cringed at the reminder. The last time, they had agreed to spend the night together in his home when he was alone. He had refused at the last moment, saying that he was afraid that his neighbours would see. She would come over late at night.

“No cancelling this time,” he said to her. “I will wait for you.”

“All right,” she whispered, “I will plan, and I will be there soon.”

The clock struck 8 PM, and he was waiting for her. He was pacing when he heard a soft knock on the door. She was there in the long, white floral dress, he glanced at her beauty.

She enters the house and turns a little and says, “Do you like it?” pointing to the dress on her.

He can only stand before her and say in a daze: “You look fantastic.”

He sat beside her on the couch. He gave her a glass of water, and his hand visibly shook. She gulped the water and asked him, “You are reacting as if it’s the first time.”

He responded, “But, I feel nervous… it’s in my house.”

There was silence from him. She continued, “I came prepared. I have worn the dress you gifted me. You gifted this dress for your convenience, right? You brought this zipper in the front dress for this reason, right?”

He had a smile on his face. He felt the weight of her hands on his chest as she pushed him onto the couch. He felt the cushions give way beneath him. She straddled him, and he felt her knees on his side. The couch is yielding under his back.

She put her hands on his waist and slid her hands on his hips as she sat on him. Her breath on his lips made him shiver before she pressed her lips against his and gave him a long, slow kiss. She was gently running her fingers at the end of his shirt. In one fluid motion, she pulled it off him.

Her lips went down his neck, across his chest, and the warmth of her lips sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. His fingers went to work without him thinking about it. His fingers went to the zipper on the front of her dress. The noise it made as it slid down was quite faint, barely audible.

But the impact was charged. She lowered her top further to show him her chest further and then, with a bend of her neck, undid her bra and let it drop. Passion rose in him, and he turned her over onto the cushions. The warmth of their bodies increased with every contact.

His lips went to her breasts. He kissed them gently at first, then more passionately. He felt her respond and push herself up to him. He touched her skin, and it was hot to the touch. Her eyes were lust-filled, and her lips opened slightly.

She spoke in a sultry, almost a whisper, “I want to taste you.” It made him shiver, and he looked forward to the time when she would touch him. She did not even blink as she started pulling at his pants with such force that it brought them down off him.

She laced her fingers around him and made a humming sound. “You are so hard,” she whispered sexily. “You’re ready. ”

He could only gasp ‘yes’ as she moved closer. Her hot breath on him before her lips enveloped him. It was like electricity, her lips warm and slippery, and the feel of it all was slow and steady, building up his desire.

“Mmm, you feel so good,” she whispered.

He groaned in response, “You’re incredible… don’t stop,”

She made a small sound of pain, leaning back enough to see him. “You taste so good…. I want more,” she said in a sultry voice.

This one he made as she sucked him deeper into her mouth. “You are perfect… carry on,” he said in a low, pleading tone.

His hands clutched at the armrests while she went on. The feel of her tongue against him with each stroke made him shiver. He was almost choking with excitement, the heat of the occasion getting the best of him.

She stopped, tilting her face to look at him, and her eyes twinkled with a hint of a devilish grin. “You are all set to go,” she whispered sexily.

He looked at her astutely, his eyes filled with need, and he nodded. “Let’s do it.”

She then leaned back on the couch and looked straight into his eyes. She relaxed on the couch. With a lot of care and determination, he opened her legs and placed himself between them. For a moment, he paused so that he could enjoy the vision of her.

Their faces were close. Her mouth was slightly open, and she was breathing heavily. He slowly pushed himself into her with slow deliberation. She couldn’t help to let out a low sound of pleasure, turning her head to look at the ceiling as he thrust deeper into her.

The first laid down went into a sensual kind of heat. Her body swayed to the beat he established. He observed her keenly. Each time he thrust in her slowly, she gave a louder and sweeter sound than before. With each thrust, his breath became heavier and heavier.

They looked into each other’s eyes, and that was enough. The world seemed to be more real, more personal. She clamped her thighs around his hips, arching herself to meet him as hard as she could. She grabbed his shoulders, nails slightly sinking into his skin.

Her moans became deeper and more frequent, and with each one, she made him compelled to go deeper than before. “Don’t stop,” she murmured, her voice a mixture of passion and request, and grabbed him again. “I need more. ”

He said something that sounded like a protest, but it was a low groan, and he started moving more frantically, more roughly, his eyes locked on her, on the desire in her eyes. Laying beneath him, she twisted her body and grabbed him. The passion between them reached a climax.

Each time he moved, every time they touched, it was as if they danced nearer to that edge. Her words were softer, her cries more urgent until she was consumed by passion by him. She shuddered with desire.

“More,” she said, and she could barely speak the word. But he heard it, felt it in her touch, in the way her hips bucked against his, in the way she came, her orgasm ringing through the room.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

Soft moan. “Yes,” she replied.

“Tell me what you want,” he asked.

“I want more… Please,” she replied.

“Like this?” he asked.

“Mmm, yes… Just like that…” she replied.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

“Don’t stop… Please, don’t stop…” she said.

“I won’t. I promise,” he said.

Breathless sigh. “Oh… yes…” she said.

“How do you feel?” he asked.

“Incredible. You’re incredible,” she replied.

The moaning of their voices blended: heavy breathing, soft words, and occasional soft moaning between them. The feeling of joy became deeper and stronger and reached its peak. They were holding each other, panting with happiness.

At last, they fell back on the cushions, panting and sweating in each other’s arms. The room appeared to wait as they slept side by side, the only noise the sound of their mutual respiration. They slipped into a peaceful state of calmness, and both clung to the nicety that they were given.

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Everyone has a demon within them. Some know about them, and some do not. People who know about them will either accept their demons or just run away from them. But people who do not know about them are the most dangerous. They do not know what their demons are capable of.

Nisha is a kind person who has no clue about her demons. A simple girl with an ordinary life. On the other hand, Sanjay has been running from his demons for a long time and has no idea how to control them.

I finally introduced him to the world where his demons could run loose. But he lost to the demons within him and gave in.

If you want to have a relationship with a woman, you have to make sure there is a significant incident between you two. This incident will be the root of your relationship. The bigger the incident, the deeper the roots.

I needed an incident with Nisha through which I could create our relationship. Nisha is a traditional woman, and I knew for a fact that she would not accept me. She is a faithful wife. Someone who has learned to compromise in her life said this was the only reason she did not want to lose her husband.

(Present Time)

It has already been three days since the incident with Nisha. I gave her enough time to process what happened and make a decision.

There were three ways this would have gone. First, she would be angry with Sanjay and decide to confront him. Second, she would be feeling guilty and tell Sanjay about the blowjob session. And last, and the one I was confident would happen, she would keep it to herself.

I rang the doorbell. I knew that Sanjay was not at home and Radha was out. After a moment, an innocent-faced, big-eyed woman opened the door. She was wearing a brown saree that covered her alluring body, exposing a little skin at her waist. Her long hair was just below her waist.

She had a red bindi on her forehead in between her eyebrows. A black beaded mangal sutra on her neck indicates that this angel-like, pure body belongs to Sanjay. She was not expecting me. I could clearly see a little bit of fear and shame flashing in her eyes. With a deep, calm voice, I asked,

Lucky: May I come in?

My face was expressionless. She finally calmed herself down. Without speaking, she timidly gave me a nod, permitting me to step inside. I walked inside. The house was neat and clean, as usual. There was a dramatic serial playing on television.

Just like a typical housewife, Nisha had completed her chores and was enjoying her afternoon. Nisha locked the door and slowly walked inside. I can see that she was afraid of me. She mustered up the courage and was about to speak up. But to her surprise, I got on my knees and, with an emotional voice, I spoke.

Lucky: I am sorry, Bhabhi. I am very, very sorry!

Nisha: Huh…

Nisha was surprised. This was unexpected. She was expecting me to do something intimate with her. But never had she imagined that I would be on my knees and begging for forgiveness.

Lucky: I realized what I did was wrong. Sanjay didn’t just hurt me. He also hurt you. You are a victim as well.

Nisha: Bhaiya, it’s okay. Please get up!

Nisha hurriedly asked me to get up. Confusion and relief were all over her innocent face.

Lucky: Bhabhi, you are like a little sister I never had. You trusted me, and I did something bad to you. I vented my anger at you. That was not right.

Nisha: It’s okay, Bhaiya, please get up!

After another few minutes of being on my knees and showing her how regretful I was, I only stood up when she lifted me from my soldiers. I was waiting for her to touch me willingly.

You may think that a small touch on the shoulders is nothing. But I had almost blackmailed her to suck my dick. When something like this happens, our body develops a defence mechanism against the person. Subconsciously, we avoid that person.

I needed Nisha to break that mechanism, which her body subconsciously developed. It won’t be an easy task, but it isn’t an impossible one either. Her touch is the first barrier.

I stood up, wiped my fake tears, and gave Nisha a warm smile. I can clearly see relief in Nisha’s eyes. It is a relief to her that I will not be forcing her to do anything.

Nisha: Bhaiya, it’s okay. I know you were angry, and I do not blame you. You did what you did out of anger. I am the unlucky one.

Lucky: No, Bhabhi, what I did cannot be justified. I did something unforgivable.

After apologizing and wiping my fake tears, I sat with Nisha, and we talked for 2 hours.

We talked about Roshini and how much I love her. We talked about Sanjay and how much she loves him. We talked about how unlucky we both are when it comes to love.

Lucky: I feel relieved talking with you about all this. I cannot talk about this with anyone.

Nisha: I can understand. I have the same feeling. I cannot even talk about these things with anyone.

Lucky: Will it be okay if I come to your house sometime to talk about these things?

Nisha was hesitant. She was not sure if it was a good idea.

Lucky: Sorry, I think it is too much to ask after what I did. I will never bother you again.

Nisha: No, it’s not like that. You can come anytime you like.

Lucky: Are you sure?

Nisha: Yes… I am… I am sure.

After another half hour, I left Nisha’s house, and we were both smiling. But I know there is still hesitation deep inside her. She doesn’t trust me, and I have to earn that trust.

For the next 2 months, I used to visit Nisha 2-3 times a week. We used to talk, and I was breaking her defences and earning her trust little by little. Nisha started to smile a lot. she was comfortable talking to me.

She even started to tell me about the time when no one would be at hom. I could come to her house and we could share our stories. I used to console her and make her feel comfortable.

In the meantime, Sanjay and Roshini used to spend time together. I had to make a deal with Roshini that I would spend two days a week with her. It would be our personal time.

I used to fuck her with Sanjay once a week, and the rest of the time, I used to focus on Nisha. With my guidelines, Roshini asked Sanjay to shift Radha to a hostel at her college on the pretext that he wanted to spend some time with Nisha.

Radha immediately accepted his proposal and decided to move out.  Nisha knew why Sanjay wanted Radha out of the house. It was because now he could spend the night outside, giving the night shift as an excuse.

Radha used to ask many unnecessary questions, and Sanjay was almost out of excuses. Hence, with Roshini’s suggestion, he decided to move Radha out.

How do I know that? Because it was me who used to tell Nisha about this.

All I needed to do was tell Nisha I was going out for work reasons and call Sanjay for a steamy threesome. Nisha was innocent, but she could figure this situation out. I’m out of the city, and Sanjay is spending the night out.

Sanjay was still not aware that I had already built a good relationship with Nisha. Nisha would not tell Sunjay about me. Now that all the pieces are in place, it’s time to start the next phase of the game.

(Afternoon at Nisha’s place)

We were talking like usual, but she was now more open. Though she was upset about Sanjay, now it was like a fact she had accepted and could live with.

Nisha has just placed freshly brewed hot tea on the table.

Lucky: Bhabhi, can I have a glass of water?

Nisha: Sure, she immediately stood up and went straight towards the kitchen.

Once Nisha left the room, I pulled out a little shiny glass bottle with transparent liquid inside. I opened it up quickly and put two drops in Nisha’s tea. After that, Nisha came back with water, we enjoyed the tea, and I left.

For the next two weeks, I used to go to Nisha’s place almost every day, with some excuse to make her drink a few drops of the transparent liquid. The best way was through tea. Finally, the effects were showing up.

What is that transparent liquid? It was a tasteless and odourless Ayurvedic formula that boosted the sexual drive in women. Technically, it’s a type of aphrodisiac.

On the other hand, Roshni and Snajay were exploring some wild BDSM plays. Roshini liked to be controlling, and Sanjay was happy to be controlling. Roshni has kept Sanjay under her thumb. She made him promise not to discharge without her permission, or else she would stop having sex with him.

Also, the fact that Sanjay is cheating on Nisha restrains her from going to Sanjay to fulfil her urges. Sex was like a job for Nisha. She has never truly enjoyed sex.

(2 weeks later)

It was a regular afternoon. Me and Nisha were spending time together. The effects of the aphrodisiac were clearly visible.

Lucky: Bhabhi, are you alright?

Nisha: Yes, I’m just feeling a little under the weather.

Lucky: Are you sure? You look sick. let me check.

I moved forward towards her and gently placed my hands on her forehead. Her breath was irregular, and tiny droplets of sweat were forming all over her body. I knew the aphrodisiac was working as expected.

Nisha was looking straight toward me. Her eyes were foggy. The last time she saw a dick was when I put mine deep inside her throat. I responded to her gaze by staring straight into her big, innocent eyes. Slowly, little by little, I leaned forward.

Our lips were just a few inches away from each other. I could feel her irregular, warm breath on my lips, and I was sure she was feeling mine, but she was still not backing off. This was the moment I was preparing for, and it finally arrived. I leaned forward and slowly placed my lips on hers.

I started to kiss her passionately. She was responding as well. Suddenly, she pushed me back. It was like the fog that was clouding her mind finally cleared out.

Nisha: I am sorry.

Lucky: No, it’s okay.

Nisha: I… I will be right back.

Nisha rushed straight to the kitchen.

I had put in a lot of resources and spent a lot of time to capture this one perfect woman. There was no way in hell I would let this chance go to waste. I introduced Roshini to Sanjay and spent a lot of money on her. I gave Sanjay a personal room in my house so he could fuck Roshini.

I gave money to him so he could buy land for his parents and relocate them to the village. I gave money to him so his sister could live in a hostel, and he did not have to answer to anyone. I had to reach out to my contacts to get information on his whole family.

I also had to get this expensive aphrodisiac to break Nisha’s will. Nisha was an innocent, faithful housewife who would not allow anyone to touch her except her husband. The first incident where I forced her to give me a blowjob was the root of this relationship.

It was a move on my part. Now, it was time for Nisha to make a move on me. It is time to force Nisha to make a move on me. And she just made one by allowing me to kiss her. There is no way in hell I am going to miss this chance.

I followed Nisha into the kitchen. She felt my presence but still didn’t say anything. I moved behind her slowly. She was leaning on the kitchen counter, and her breath was heavy like she had just finished a marathon.

Nisha: Bhaiya, no! It’s not right.

I slowly put my hand on her waist, which was exposed from the side.

I can feel the warmth of her skin and the faint drip of sweat evaporating from her body. I approached her slowly to close the gap between our bodies. Nisha was sensing my breath in her ears as my face drew closer to her.

Lucky: They cheated on us first.

Nisha was still out of breath. The aphrodisiac was doing wonders. Do not get me wrong. The aphrodisiac is just increasing her sexual drive. If Sanjay were still sleeping with her, things would have been so different. But he left his wife alone at home and was fucking with Roshini.

Nisha is the kind of woman who does not even know how to masturbate. Hence, this aphrodisiac was the perfect tool against Nisha. I noticed the effects of this aphrodisiac a few days ago, but I was waiting for the perfect timing.

If I rushed into things, Nisha would get scared of me, and she would put up the defences that I spent months breaking. If I wait longer, she will become immune to this aphrodisiac, and the effects will no longer work the way they should. So it had to be perfect, and guess what? Today is the perfect day.

Nisha: But… it is wrong.

I slowly turned Nisha toward me. Right now, her perfect breasts were pressed against my chest, and our faces were just inches apart.

Lucky: How…?

I was slowly caressing the smooth skin of her waist. I can feel her shiver. My touch was enough to turn her on.

Nisha: I love… Sanjay… Mmm…

I lightly squeezed her waist, because of which a sweet moan escaped from her mouth.

Lucky: I love Roshini…

Nisha: I will be cheating on him.

Lucky: They cheated on us first.

Nisha: I… cannot be your tool of revenge.

Lucky: You are not. You are…

Nisha: Please bhaiya… Don’t!

Lucky: Why?

Nisha: If you say it, our friendship will be ruined.

Lucky: I love you.

Saying those words, I pressed my lips against hers and started to suck on her lower lips.

I started softly sucking on her lips while my hands were exploring her temple-like body. Our lips parted while our breaths were still heavy. Without breaking the momentum, I moved towards her ears and started sucking on them.

I needed to find all her sensitive points, and the best way to do that was to explore her body. While nibbling, I started to kiss her neck and slowly started to explore her neck with my tongue. The rough texture of my tongue was driving her crazy.

Slowly and steadily, I moved towards her cleavage. Nisha was still trying to push me away from her without putting any real strength in her arms. It was clear she was pretending to push me away and save the last bit of dignity to prove that she accepted this because I pushed her into doing it.

But that was not going to happen today. I grabbed her pallu and pulled it away. The thin cloth slowly fell to the ground. The scene was like one from the old movies, where the villain was trying to force his way towards the heroine.

Before Nisha could react, I pressed my lips against hers. Once again, her lips were sucked into my mouth. Little by little, the fake resistance she was putting up washed away, and she started to respond to my kisses.

She started to give in to her instincts and kissed me affectionately. My hands were roaming on her exposed stomach. It was milky white and soft, like velvet. Nisha was wearing the saree above her navel.

I gently slipped my hands into her saree from the centre and pushed it down, exposing her cute little navel. Once again, our lips parted, and I got on my knees and started to kiss her stomach. My tongue was exploring her stomach and licking up all the tiny drops emitted by her body.

Nisha was holding onto my head and pulling me onto her stomach. I was moving my tongue all over her stomach, but as I got close to her navel and was about to touch it directly, I would make a U-turn, which was driving her crazy.

Mmm… Ahhh.. Hmm… The whole room was filled with moaning voices.

Every time I move my tongue, Nisha’s body shivers, and her breath becomes super heavy. She even tried to force my head directly on her navel to feel my direct touch.

With every passing minute, Nisha’s arousal was reaching its peak.

Remember that she was still under the influence of the aphrodisiac. she probably never had an orgasm in her life, and it’s been a long time since she had sex.

All this coming together was giving her a feeling she had never felt before. Today, there was a man on his knees, making her feel all these weird feelings she had never felt before.

I gave her a bite on her stomach.

Nisha: Ahhh…

While she was focused on the mixture of erotic pain and pleasure, I slipped my tongue deep inside her navel and started to suck on it while nibbling her skin in between.

Nisha was grabbing my head with all the strength she could muster. It was like she was trying to suffocate me on her flat, valvelet-like tummy. At this heated moment, I started to pull on Nisha’s saree. Within a few minutes, her saree was lying in the corner of the kitchen.

Right now, Nisha was just in her blouse and petticoat. A brown blouse and a brown petticoat. Her velvety, flat tummy was in my clear view. After sucking on her navel and sliding some bites in between, I stood up and looked straight into Nisha’s foggy eyes.

It took a few moments for Nisha to realize that I was not touching her skin. But then she noticed something was off, and her eyes widened.

She slowly looked down and saw that I was holding the knot that was holding her petticoat at her waist. I slowly took a small step back while holding her knot between my fingers.

This was the final exam. What will Nisha do? Will she allow me to take the next step, or will she stop me? Even though I knew the answer to this question, I wanted to see her reaction.

Nisha slowly lifted up her head and looked straight into my eyes, and then she slowly closed them. There are 7117 known languages in the world, and I am sure in every single one of them, the meaning of this action is, “YES!”

I took a step back. Nisha subconsciously walked a few steps forward towards me, but she was not quick enough. Finally, the knot that was holding up her petticoat loosened up, and slowly, like a slow-motion movie.

Her petticoat left her temple-like body and fell onto the ground, revealing her milky white, smooth legs. The sight was breathtaking. Nisha was still closing her eyes. Her breath was uneven. Her lips were a little red because of the strong kiss.

Her flat white tummy was shining, still wet from the saliva. Her thick thighs and smooth white legs. She was wearing grey panties. It was nothing fancy, as expected from a traditional housewife. But still, her beauty was indescribable.

She was like an angel. With each heavy breath, her breasts moved up and down.

It was getting difficult for me to control myself. Without wasting any more time, I moved towards her and placed my lips on hers while my hands explored her soft body.

Slowly and steadily, I started to move little by little towards her bedroom, passionately kissing her lips and neck. By now, Nisha’s mind is pretty much black. Her lust has taken over her thinking.

By the time she realized it, she was already in her bedroom, a meter away from her bed. In the bed where she usually sleeps with her husband, I can tell she still has a little bit of dignity left inside her, and she would surely resist.

But before Nisha opened her lips to stop me, I bit on her lower lips and slipped my hands inside her blouse. I can feel the softness of her warm breasts on the backs of my hands. Without holding, I pushed my hands down with all the strength I could muster and tore open her blouse.

This action startled Nisha. Her beautiful white milk jugs were released, and they bounced up a little. Her nipples were dark and looked perfect. Subconsciously, she placed her hands on her breasts, trying to cover them, but I pushed her onto her bed.

Nisha was lying on her bed, just in her panties and a torn blouse, revealing her white breasts. The fear in her eyes has long drifted away. I can clearly see a mixture of lust and innocence in her eyes. The sight can make any man go crazy.

Right now, I can strip her naked, slide my dick deep inside her, and thrust like crazy. I am sure she will not stop me, but that would be a one-time pleasure.

My goal is to introduce her to the world of pleasure and make her beg me. I want her to accept me willingly. I want her to accept her demons instead of running away from them.

To be continued.

Kahani mein naam change hai, lekin kahani poori sacchi ghatna pe aadharit hai doston.

Mera naam Deepak hai, aur kahani tab ki hai jab main Dehradun se college kar raha tha. Meri height average hai, aur Aakansha meri classmate thi. Uski height mujhse do-teen inch zyada thi. Rang uska gehua tha, aur figure theek-thaak tha. Rang gehua tha, aur wo utni khoobsurat to nahi thi, lekin maal type thi. Ab main kahani pe aata hu.

Hum pahaad ke do-chaar dost chuttiyon mein ghar aa rahe the. 3 ladkiyan thi, aur main akela ladka. Hum log aksar shaam ko hi nikalte the, taaki doosre din time se din mein ghar pahunch jaye. To hua ye ki do ladkiyan Kirti aur Manisha sath mein baith gaye, aur Akansha ko majboori mein mere sath baithna pada.

6 baje bus ka time tha. Main thode chips wagaira le aaya, aur bus start ho gayi. Fir halka andhera bhi ho gaya tha. Hum dono peeche ki taraf ko baithe the, aur bus mein bheed bhi kaafi thi.

Main mann hi mann mein Akansha ko masalne ki sochne laga. Wo kaafi udaas lag rahi thi. Fir main usse baatein karne laga aur mann hi mann mein soch raha tha, ki kaise kaam banega. Wo kabhi-kabhi mujhse touch ho rahi thi, to mere badan mein alag hi aag lag rahi thi.

Thodi der baad poora andhera ho gaya tha, aur main Akansha se chipakne ki sochne laga. Main usse khoob baatein karne laga. Wo waise bahut seedhi ladki thi, par main use kaha chhodhne wala tha aaj.

Kuch der baad maine dekha ki sab so gaye the agal-bagal waale, to maine usse uske bf ke baare mein poocha. To usne bola nahi hai. Fir maine uske ghar walo ke baare mein poocha, aur use apne ghar ki khaali nakli kahani batane laga. Wo bade maze se sun rahi thi.

Fir maine usse bola: Jab meri mummy naraaz hoti hai, to pata hai main kaise manata hu?

Usne bola bade maze se: Mujhe kya pata kaise manate ho.

To maine bola: Batau?

Usne bola: Haa yaar batao.

To maine use naraaz hone ki acting karne ko bola. Fir wo apna muh udhar ko karke baahar ko dekhne lag gayi.

To maine bola: Main chupke se maa ke kaano mein sorry bolta hu.

Usne bola: Bol ke dikha.

To maine apna muh uske kaano ke paas sata liya, aur halke se sorry bola. Itne mein use gudgudi lagi, aur wo achanak se idhar ko mudi. Isse mere gaal uske gaal se jaa mile, aur maine apne gaal ache se uske gaalon mein chipka diye, aur hataye nahi.

Itne mein wo bhi chup, aur main bhi chup. Fir main garam hawa apne muh se uski gardan pe dene laga, aur wo ek-dum se mujhse lipat gayi. Main samajh gaya ki kaam ho gaya tha. Fir main uski gardan ke paas apne honth le jaa ke halke-halke se ragad maarne laga. Wo kaafi madhosh ho gayi thi.

Fir main uski thuddi se sata ke honth upar ko le gaya, to usne apne honth mere hontho se chipka liye. Fir achanak se kuch second mein wo hatt gayi aur boli-

Akansha: Koi dekh lega.

Maine bola: Nahi dekhega.

Usne bola: Chup kameene ruk, mere bag mein pankhi padi hai use nikaal.

To maine uske bag se pankhi nikali, aur hum dono ne odh li upar se. Fir kya tha, maine uske hontho pe apne honth rakhe, aur choomne laga aaram se. Achanak se kuch der baad usne dheere se mere honth kaat liye. Main samajh gaya ki Akansha kaafi garam ho gayi thi. Mera bhi lund dheere-dheere khada hone laga tha dobara.

Fir maine apne hatho se uske mamme dabane start kar diye, aur kuch der mein usne apni sweater upar kar li aur boli-

Akansha: Muh se kar na yaar boobs mein please.

Main hairaan tha ki ye itni seedhi aur aisa bol rahi thi. Mujhe lag gaya tha ki ye pehle bhi pakka chudi hui hogi, warna itna pehli baar mein nahi karti ladki. To fir maine uske sweater se hath daal ke uske daane dabane start kiye. Maine uska ek nipple apne muh mein le liya. Wo pagal ho gayi thi, aur usne achanak se bola-

Akansha: Doosra wala bhi daal na.

Fir mera kya tha. Maine fatt se doosra nipple bhi muh mein liya, aur wo siskiyan bhare jaa rahi thi. Main dheere se apna ek hath uski jeans ke baahar se uski chut par malne laga. Wo aur pagal ho gayi. Fir maine uske hontho ko fir se apne hontho se daba liya, aur uski chut ko baahar se khoob aaram se masalne laga.

Jaise hi main uske chhed ke wahan par zor se ungli se dabata, to wo aur siskiyan bharne lag jati zor-zor se. Wo poori pagal ho chuki thi mere hatho ke sparsh se doston. Mera lund bhi ab apne toofan ki awastha mein aa chuka tha, aur main apni ungliyon se uski chut ko sehla raha tha.

Itne mein maine socha ki uski jeans ka button kholta hu. Tabhi usne hi bol diya ki andar daal na yaar hath. Main to soch mein pad gaya tha, ki ye itni badi chudakkad thi, aur hum ise seedha samajhte the. Fir kya tha, maine jaise hi andar hath dala, pet se neeche to bahut garam ho rakha tha uska pet.

Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Lekin maine fir andar nahi dala uski panty ke, aur baahar se sehlane laga. Dekha to uski panty halki-halki geeli hui thi. Mera to mann chaatne ko kar raha tha. Lekin bus mein itna sambhav nahi ho paa raha tha.

Usne itne mein apni pant ka button khol diya. Ab mujhe feel aa raha tha, kyunki pehle tight lag raha tha hath daalne mein, aur ab dheela ho gaya. Fir maine uski chaddi ke andar hath dala, to uske baal mere hatho mein lag gaye. Mera to boond-boond karke jhadne laga tha.

Maine kuch der ache se uske baalon ko sehlaya. Wo pagal hue jaa rahi thi. Use lag raha tha ki kab main uski chut mein ungli daalu, aur andar-baahar karu. Lekin main bhi pakka khiladi tha. Mujhe use tadpaane mein bahut maza aa raha tha.

Fir maine dekha ki uska saara lubricant uski panty mein lag chuka tha. To maine hath nikala, aur pehle apni ungli chaati, aur uske muh mein bhi ungli daal di. Usne ache se choosi, jaise ki lund choos rahi ho.

Fir wo boli: Jahan daalna hai wahan daal na kameene.

To fir maine apne hath mein thook liya, aur uski chut ko sehlaya, aur do minute baad ungli andar dali. Wo zor-zor se siskiyan lene lagi thi. Maine apna doosra hath uski kamar mein de diya. Andar se wo kya garam patli kamar thi. Upar se thand ke din, maza hi aa gaya. Fir maine dheere-dheere ungli karna start kar diya. Wo poori tarah se madhosh ho gayi thi, aur kuch der mein wo jhad gayi thi. Par mera to khade ka khada hi tha. To fir maine apna hath nikaal liya, aur uski gardan pe sir rakh ke let gaya.

To usne bola: Neend aa rahi hai.

Maine bola: Haa yaar hath thak gaya mera. Tera to ho gaya shayad.

To usne bola: Yaar ungli se maza nahi aata utna, par fir bhi ho gaya.

Maine bola: Tera to theek hai, mera to khade-khade hi so gaya.

Wo hasne lagi aur boli: Itna experience kahan se seekha beta, toone to meri rooh kampa di yaar.

To maine bola: Tu to itni seedhi lagti hai. Bf bhi nahi hai bol rahi thi beta, jhoothi kahin ki.

Wo boli: Ladkiyan ek-dum se nahi batati hai pagal kuch bhi.

To maine bola: Ab to bata hi sakti hai.

Wo boli: Kya bataun yaar. Bada mood off chal raha hai aaj kal. Boyfriend se breakup ho gaya hai kuch din pehle. Socha ghar jaake baat karungi usse, par toone to aag hi bujha di. Kab se baat bhi nahi hui hai usse.

Fir maine bola: Koi nahi yaar theek ho jayega sab.

Wo boli: Nahi bhi hota hai to koi dikkat nahi yaar. Waise bhi bahut pareshan karta hai kameena, sanki hai bahut zyada, chutiya type.

Maine bola: Oh koi nahi, main hu yaar, tension mat le.

To usne mujhe tight se jakad liya, aur chhodha hi nahi. Main samajh gaya tha ki gale pad rahi thi ye to.

To maine bhi bol diya: Mera bhi halka-fulka chalta hai kisi ke sath.

Usne chhodh diya to tere sath permanent aa jaunga relationship mein. Uska to kya tha, wo to jhad chuki thi. Mera to haal bura tha. Fir gaadi 12 se 1 ke beech mein khaana khaane ke liye ruki. Hum sab logon ne chai-coffee pee, aur maine chupke se ek-do chocolate le liye. Fir gaadi chalni start hui, to sab log jage the. Hamne fir se pankhi odh li, aur dheere-dheere baat karne lage.

Mujhe fir chadhne lagi thi to maine pooch liya: Tujhe to bada experience hai yaar. Bf ke sath kiya hoga pakka?

To wo boli: Kaafi time ho gaya yaar relation mein. Wo hamare wahin kiraye mein rehta tha, aur dheere-dheere ho hi gaya sab. Gandi lat laga di usne.

To maine bola: Sahi kiya beta.

To wo boli: Wo kaise?

Fir maine bola: Warna aaj ye kaise hota.

Wo hasne lagi aur boli: Acha beta!

Fir mera halka khada ho gaya tha, to maine uska hath pakad ke apni pant ke baahar se lund pe lagaya. Wo thoda sharmayi aur boli-

Akansha: Chee!

Maine bola: Acha beta, chee bol rahi hai. Bus mein nahi hote to tu kab ki khaa chuki hoti.

Wo hansne lagi aur boli: Tera tight nahi hota kya?

Maine bola: Hua to hai.

To wo boli: Aakash ka jaldi ho jata hai yaar tight.

Maine bola: Beta to mera Dehradun se khada hai, aur ab hum haldwani pahuchne waale hai.

Wo hansne lagi. Fir maine dekha to sab fir se so gaye the. Maine chupke se apna baahar nikala, aur uske hath mein de diya.

Wo boli: Kya karna hai?

Maine uski gardan pe honth rakhe, aur use garam karne laga. To wo fir garam ho gayi, aur tight se pakdne lag gayi lund ko. Mera bura haal ho gaya tha. Maine use khoob kiss kiya, aur use bola-

Main: Yaar andar daalne ka mann ho raha hai.

To wo boli: Chup yaar, pagal hai kya? Nahi jab ghar se doon aayenge to fir karenge yaar.

To maine bola use: Hilate reh.

Aur fir hum haldwani pahunch gaye, to utar gaye. Wo badi udaas thi. Un teeno ko Almora Ranikhet jana tha. Mujhe Pithoragarh. Ab gaadi change honi thi. Wo kuch bol bhi nahi paa rahi thi un dono ke saamne.

Fir main toilet gaya aur apna laava hath se hila ke nikaal ke aaya. Aake chai pee sab ne, aur unko gaadi mein bitha ke main bhi apni gaadi mein chal diya doston. Fir se roz message mein baat hoti thi. Maine usse Aakash ke baare mein poocha ki baat hui.

Usne bola: Nahi yaar, mann nahi hua baat karne ka.

Main khush ho raha tha ki jitni na ho utna badhiya. Doon jaake use chodne ke hi sapne dekhta tha, aur usse roz gandi-gandi pyar bhari baatein kiya karta tha. Kuch dino baad hamari chutti poori honi thi, to hamne planning banayi ki dono Haldwani mein milenge, aur sath jayenge.

Fir hum dono ghar se nikle, aur raat ko haldwani mein mile. Hamne sath walo se bol diya ki hum do din baad aa rahe the, aur wo pehle hi chale gaye the. Fir Haldwani mein milte hi uski aankhon mein mujhe pyar nahi hawas dikh rahi thi. Mere andar bhi hawas kam nahi thi. Shayad usse zyada thi.

Usne mujhe side mein gale se lagaya, aur hamne bus pakdi, aur peeche wali seat li jaan-boojh ke. Wo pata nahi kyun ghar se aake aur bhi maal ho gayi thi. Hum baithe, aur kuch der mein light band ho gayi. Usne aaj pankhi pehle se nikaal ke rakhi thi. Hamne pankhi dono ke pairon ke upar dali, aur ek-doosre ka hath zor se pakad liya tight se.

Hum dono pyaase se sab ke sone ka wait karne lage. Aaj bus mein bheed bahut thi, to ek-dum se kuch nahi ho paaya. Lekin maine pankhi ke andar se uski chut ko sehlane ka kaam jaari rakha tha. Pehle to maine 30 minute tak uski chut ke baahar se hath khali rakhe rakha. Aaj wo pata nahi garam nahi ho rahi thi.

Maine bola: Kya baat beta, Aakash se chud ke aayi hogi fir jam ke.

Use dekh ke lag to raha tha ki khoob chud ke aayi thi. Fir usne kasam khayi ki-

Aakansha: Nahi yaar, aisa nahi hai. Bheed zyada hai, to darr lag rahi hai.

To ye baat thi. Fir kya tha. Kuch ghante baad sab chutiye so gaye, aur hum start ho gaye. Wo gale lag ke rone lag gayi aur boli-

Aakansha: Chodne ke baad chhodhega to nahi na?

But maine bhi soch rakha tha ki saali gale na pade. Isliye ki yaar usne chhodh diya to shaadi bhi kar loonga tujhse karke. Kyunki use pata tha main doon pahunch ke use chodunga kal subh. Wo thoda ghabrayi hui thi. Maine use poore confidence mein liya doston aur use choomne laga.

Wo kuch der mein garam ho gayi, aur sath dene lagi. Pata nahi itna kyun ghabrayi hui thi. Kuch der use choomne masalne ke baad wo boli-

Aakansha: Sab kuch gaadi mein hi kar dega kya?

Maine bola: Raha nahi jaa raha yaar.

To usne gale laga liya, aur tight se hug kiya. Maine use khoob chooma aur uski chut mein ungli kari. Mera haal bura ho gaya tha. Wo kuch der mein jhad gayi, aur meri god mein sir rakh ke so gayi thi. Mera lund uske sir ke neeche daba tha. Doston kya batau kya haalat hui meri.

Wo to jhad ke so gayi. Maine bhi formality ke liye uske sir pe hath fera. Kuch der mein wo so gayi. Fir hum subha doon pahunch gaye. Hamne chai pee, aur maine bola usse ki-

Main: Kya hai mood?

Fir usne bola: Bata tu, warna main pg mein chali jati hu.

Par mein kahan chhodhne wala tha. Maine muska lagaya, aur bola-

Main: Bata na, tera mann hai to chalte hai.

Usne bola: Kahab jayenge, tere room mein?

Maine bola: Nahi yaar, room sath waale aa gaye hai. Kuch jugad dekhta hu dost ka room ya hotel.

To usne bola: Hotel dekh lete hai, sahi rahega. Bas dhang ka hotel ho, koi farzi nahi.

Main khush ho gaya.

Maine bola: Tension mat le pagli.

Thand bahut thi. Hum auto karke hotel pahunche.

Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

This was the time when my sister Gunjan was left alone to stay at home for the first time after her marriage. I was very happy because my sister shared a lot with me, and I missed her a lot. The day she came I took off from college so that I could welcome her.

Today, my elder sister came home, and I welcomed her, and she hugged me. Although she hugs me very rarely, today’s hug felt special to me, and today, for the first time, I felt her boobs sticking to my chest. I took this as normal and convinced myself that this was wrong. Didi’s size is 36,34,40, height is 5’4″ and the complexion is fair.

My sister met Mom and Dad, and then we had tea. Then she talked to me-

Sister: No college today?

Me: Yes, but I dropped.

Sister: Why?

Me: Because of you.

Sister: Aww, my dear brother.

Just then my mother told her that I should not have any excuse for not going to college.

Sister: What she is saying is right.

Me: Sister, what are you talking about? You know that I love you very much.

We just lay down and then mummy asked Didi-

Mummy: When are you going to make me a Nani and him Mama?

My sister became a little sad and said: There is time in it.

Then she went to rest, and the same thing was going on in my mind. I started thinking about what the issue was. Then in the afternoon my sister came and said-

Sister: Let’s move to the market.

Me: Ok, what do you want?

Sister: Let’s go, will check in the market.

Me: Ok, I am ready.

We went to the market, she bought some fruits, got samosas packed, and then she purchased cucumbers.

I asked my sister: When did you start eating cucumbers? You don’t like them.

Sister: Even if I don’t like it, I must buy it. But I don’t understand why I don’t eat it.

Then we returned home. At night we went to our room after having dinner. My sister and I slept in the same room. My sister went into the room and started watching TV. I thought of having a cup of coffee and brought it from my sister too because she likes coffee.

When I was going into my room, my sister’s voice came near the room gate. She was talking to someone on the phone. I thought she might be talking to her husband. Then I heard her talk clearly. My sister was talking to her friend. I was shocked by what I heard.

Sister: There is no joy in my life. My life has been spoiled. My hubby has no stamina so the honeymoon has also been spoiled. I don’t know how long it will continue like this. I told him that I would not return home if he did not get treatment.

Now I understood why Gunjan took the cucumbers. Then I dropped the coffee plan, and now strange thoughts started coming into my mind. The devil inside me woke up after listening to my sister and I started wondering whether I had been able to make my sister happy.

I, too, have not had sex till today, and my sister was also thirsty. Could we both help each other? This question was in my mind. But then another question arose- would this be true? We were brother and sister. I was very confused. Then I logged into ISS and started reading brother-sister sex stories so that I would know how and what to do. Thanks, I got a lot of confidence after reading the story.

Now I made up my mind that it was my sister’s debt, but I would have to be a little patient. My sister was wearing lower and shorter clothes. My angel was standing in front of me, and I was just having a little thought.

Sister: Hey, where were you?

Me: Sister, you did not sleep? Are you talking to your husband?

Sister: I am just waiting for you.

Me: I am not worried that you will be missing Jiju.

Sister: I thought you were thinking a lot.

Me: Nothing like that.

Sister: Tell me what’s going on? How is college going?

Me: Everything is going well. Next month there are placement sessions. Let’s see if I get a job. Then life will be settled.

Sister: How is your girlfriend?

Me: I don’t have any gf.

Sister: Why are you hiding from me?

Me: I am an open book in front of you. Why should I hide it?

Sister: Why don’t you have a girlfriend?

Me: Didn’t find the correct one.

Sister: Why, is there no beautiful girl?

Me: There are many pretty girls, but they are not as I like.

Sister: How do you like it?

Me: Speaking truthfully I like your type of girl. If we were not siblings, I would have proposed to you.

She was shocked and said: It’s strange. Come on, let’s sleep.

Me: Ok goodnight.

I didn’t feel sleepy and I pretended to sleep. About 30 minutes later, my sister called me, and I did not answer. She felt that I was sleeping. Then she lowered her lower. A night bulb was visible in the room. Now Didi took off her panty, leaned a little, fingered her pussy, and then started taking cucumber inside her. My condition was also getting worse, and my penis felt tight. Then she looked at me and started taking it in her pussy. She was making aah aah sounds and my penis was fully erect.

Now she had become completely hot and was starting to take a breath quickly. Then she looked at my penis which had become completely erect. Sister gently placed one hand on my penis and said to herself-

Sister: Hey, how tight are you, I wish you were mine.

Gunjan’s lust was huge and after listening to her words, I thought that it would not take much time to make her mine. Just then, she was discharged, and now she did not feel the need for me. Sister’s talk was echoing in my ears and my penis was still tight.

After about an hour, I thought of trying a little. She was sleeping on my side, I also pretended to be asleep and hugged her. Then I placed my penis on her ass. I remained like this for a few minutes. Then Didi put one of her hands and grabbed my penis. I didn’t react much, but she felt that I was sleeping, so she put her hand on my lower and grabbed my penis.

Uff, what soft hands she had on me. This spoiled my mind. Didi gently touched my penis and started playing with it. She did like this for some time and when the precum touched her hand, she went to sleep. I, too, could not do anything because I had to plan everything.

The next day, when I woke up, she was still sleeping. I started getting ready for college. When I came out she was reacting normally. Then my sister hugged me and said-

Sister: Why are you going to college today?

Me: Sister, do you know about mummy?

Then she said to mummy-

Sister: Mummy, please make him bunk from college today.

Mummy: Are you crazy?

Sister: Please not today, today he will be with me.

Mummy: It’s okay, but he will go tomorrow.

We both spent the whole day together. I took great care of my sister, and the day passed like this. Then we had dinner at night and went to our room early. My sister was wearing a nightie today and she was looking very sexy. Didi’s nighty was slightly lower than her knees and her legs and buttocks were shining.

Sister: So you don’t have a girlfriend.

Me: Yes, I swear on you.

Sister: And you want you a girl like me.

Me: Yes, I am both lucky and unlucky.

Sister: How is that?

Me: Look, I have a girl like you in my life. This is the reason I am lucky. But you are my sister. This is the reason I am unlucky. Your husband is very lucky as he got you as a wife. I am jealous of him.

Sister: It is not that you are unlucky. Forget him, because you are for me even before me.

Me: Sister, I love you a lot, more than anyone. If you had not married… (I remained silent after saying this much).

Sister: What did you say?

Me: You will get angry.

Sister: No.

Me: I love you very much, always feel happy around you, and always want to stay close to you. But you are so lucky that your hubby makes you so happy.

Sister: Happiness alone is not enough; a woman needs a lot, and love does not happen just by talking; more must be done. Meanwhile, Jiju’s phone came to Didi, saying that she was sleeping and that she would talk the next day.

Me: Why didn’t you talk with him?

Sister: It’s a long story. But I didn’t know that you were there before me.

Me: Thanks, I love you I wish you were my wife.

Didi: What would you have done?

Me: That I would have told you if you were my wife.

Didi: Assume me as your wife, now tell me.

Me: Really?

Sister: You really want to make me your wife or gf?

Me: If you don’t mind.

Sister: But swear that this will remain between us, and you will never blackmail me.

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Main – Yahi to main keh raha tha Mummy. Harr mard aur aurat ko is sukh ki jarurat hoti hai kisi ke jane se zindagi khatam thodi ho jati hai. Main to ye soch raha hu ki apne 2 sal khud ko kaise sambhala hai.

Jabki aj kal to aurte apne pati ke hote hue dusro se chudwane pauch jati hai. Kya apka mann nahi hua ki ap bhi kisi aur sath chudai ka maza lo?

Mummy – Beta, kya tujhe teri ma aise aurat lagti hai? Jo kisi ke bhi sath ye sab karegi.

Main – Nahi Mummy aise bat nahi hai. Magar insan ke ander ki garmi usse kuch bhi kara sakti hai. Ab apni pados ki Nirmala chachi ko hi le lo. Inka pati bhi to zinda hai. Magar fir bhi us Dinesh ke sath ye harr dusre din kheto mein jati hai na.

Mummy meri ye bat sunke chcok gayi. Kyuki unhe nahi pata tha ki main ye bat janta hu.

Mummy – Beta, tu janta hai. Nirmla aur Dinesh ke bare mein.

Main – Ha, Mummy, janta hu. Dinesh mere dost ka dost hai. Usi ne mujhe Dinesh se milwaya tha. Wahi bata raha tha ki Nirmala chachi badi chudakkad hai.

Mummy – Beta, mujhe to laga tha. Ye bat kisi ko malum nahi hai.

Main – Mummy, ladke jayadatar harr bate ek dusre se kar lete hai. Isiliye maine apse pucha ki papa ke jane ke bad apne kisi aur ke sath chudai ka maza liya ya nahi. Kyuki main janta hu. Chachi ne apse aisa karne ko kaha jarur hoga.

Mummy – Kaha to tha beta. Magar mujhe apni izzat bahut pyari hai. Main nahi chahti thi ki meri wajah se hamare ghar ki badnami ho. Maine to Nirmala ko bhi samjhaya tha. Magar woh mani hi nahi.

Main – Mummy, ap 2 sal se bina is sukh ke jee rahe ho. Mann to apka bhi hua hoga.

Mummy – Beta, kai bar ghar ki izzat ke liye. Khud ke mann ko marna padta hai.

Main – Main samjhta hu Mummy. Magar ab apko apna mann marne ki jarurat nahi hai. Ab jab bhi apka mann kare. Tab ap khud ko chukar is sukh ka maza to le hi sakti ho. Aur aisa karne mein kuch galat bhi nahi hai. Ye dekho.

Aapni bat bolte hi maine Mummy ki bur mein ungli karti hui video nikali. Aur unhe dikhane laga. Video mein Mummy apni bur mein ungli kar rahi thi. Aur apni ankhe band kiye hue apne honton ko daba rahi thi.

Mummy apni video dekhkar mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir sharmate hue apni nazee neeche kar li. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, is video mein ap bilkul khoyi hui dikh rahi ho. Aapni bur  mein ungli karte hue ap us maze mein kho gayi thi. Aur is video mein apke chere par jo sukoon dikh raha hai. Aisa sukoon aj main pehli bar dekh raha hu.

Mummy – Beta, jab kisi aurat ko barso bad ye sukh milta hai. To us sukh ki khushi aur sukoon uske chere dikhayi padta hai.

Main – Ha, Mummy, ye apko dekhkar pata chal raha hai ki aj ap wakai khus ho. Aur ab ap aise hi khus raha karo. Sach kahu Mummy to kal rat se ap aj jayada khul ke bat kar rahe ho.

Aur ab hum dono nange bethe hue itne der se bate kar rahe hai. Magar fir bhi apko sharam nahi lag rahi hai.

Mummy – Beta, ab sharam karne ke liye bacha kya hai? Tu aur main pehle se hi nange hai. Aur to aur tera hath meri bur tak bhi pauch gaya hai. To ab sharam karne ke liye bacha kya hai?

Main – Maf karna Mummy agar apko bura laga ho to. Main to bas chacht tha ki ap bhi us sukh ka maza lo. Aur apki sari sharam khatam karne ke liye mujhe aisa karna pada. Aapko bura to nahi laga Mummy.

Mummy – Beta, agar ye tune pehle kiya hota. To mujhe jarur bura lagta. Magar jis kam ko hum karne ja rahe hai. Us kam ki wajah se hum dono pehle hi kafi khul chuke hai. Aur shayad ye kam karte hue ye cheeje hona am bat hai. To mujhe utna bura nahi laga.

Main – Mummy, ab apki bate sun ke lag raha hai ki ab ap utha nahi sharma rahe ho. Jitna shuru mein sharma rahe the. Bas yahi cheej hamare kam ke liye jaruri hai.

Mummy – Ha beta woh to mujhe bhi samajh mein aa gaya hai. Waise ab kya main kapde pehen sakti hu?

Main – Are nahi nahi, Mummy. Abhi kuch aur photo bhi leni hai.

Mummy – Beta, ab kya reh gaya hai? Itni sari photo to le chuka hai. Ab bhi kuch reh gaya hai kya?

Main – Ha, Mummy, abhi to apki nangi photo li hai. Ise main waha dalunga. Jaha nangi photo dalne par koi dikkat nahi hoti hai. Aur iske bad kuch photo sirf bra panty mein lene hai. Jo kahi aur dalni hai.

In dono hi jagaho se hame kam milega. Photo dalane ke bad main apko sab dikhaunga ki ye sab cheeje kaise kam karti hai.

Mummy – Beta, ye sab to tu hi jane. Ab bata mujhe kya karna hai?

Main – Mummy, ab ap bed par hi ghodi ban jao.

Aapni bat bolte hi main bed se uth ke neeche khada ho gaya. Aur mere neeche utarte hi Mummy mere khade lund ko dekhne lagi. Main Mummy ke samne apne lund ko jhatke dene laga.

Mere lund ko jhate marte dekh Mummy muskurane lagi. Aur unhe dekhkar main bhi smile karne laga. Mere lund ko dekhne ke bad Mummy uthi. Aur ghum ke mere samne ghodi ban gayi. Mummy ke ghodi bante hi mera lund aur jayada tan tana gaya.

Mummy ke ghodi bante hi unki uthi hui gaand aur bur ko dekhkar. Mera mann hone laga ki abhi apna muh unki gaand mein laga du. Magar Mummy ke sath halke halke age badne mein maza aa raha tha.

Main chahta tha Mummy puri tarah khul ke mere sath chudai ka maza le. Isiliye main koi jaldbazi nahi karna chahta tha. Fir maine apne dono hath Mummy ki gaand par rakh diye. Aur unki gaand ko pakad ke bola.

Main – Mummy, apna sir neeche gadde par laga lo. Aur apni tange faila ke apni gaand ko thoda upar utha lo.

Meri bat sunte hi Mummy mud ke mujhe dekhne lagi. Main unki gaand par hath rakhe hue unhe dekh raha tha. Mujhe dekhne ke bad Mummy ne apna sir neeche gadde par laga liya.

Fir woh apni tange faila ke jhuk gayi. Mummy ki tange failne se ab unki bur ka ched aur unki gaand ched dono khul ke mere samne aa gaye. Mummy ki gaand aur bur ka ched bar bar khul aur band ho rahe the.

Jise dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise ki woh mujhse keh rahe ho ki main apna lund dono chedo mein dal du. Fir main Mummy ki peeche se photo lene laga. 2-3 photo lene ke bad main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab ap apna ek hath apni gaand par rakh lo. Aur apni gaand ko pakad ke faila lo.

Mummy ne meri bat sunke mujhe dekha. Fir maine unka hath unki gaand par rakh diya. Mummy mujhe dekhte hue apni gaand failane lagi. Mummy ki faili gaand dekhkar. Maine apna lund 2-3 bar age peeche kiya.

Fir main photo lene laga. Mummy ne bhi mujhe apna lund age peeche karte dekha. Magar woh kuch boli nahi. Mummy ki nazar bhi bar bar mere lund par ja rahi thi. Aur kahi na kahi woh bhi mere lund ke bare mein soch rahi thi.

Mummy apni gaand failaye jhuki hui thi. Main unki photo lene se jayada unhe dekhte hue apna lund sehla raha tha. Fir Mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, aur kitni photo leni hai. Ab main sidhi ho jao kya?

Main – Bas Mummy 2 minute aur uske bad bas.

Fir Mummy ki kuch photo lene ke bad maine Mummy ki gaand par hath rakha. Aur use sehlate hue bola.

Main – Mummy, maine sari photo le li. Bas ab ap ye bra panty lo.

Mummy – Beta, itni photo to le li hai. Ab aur kya bacha hai?

Main – Bas Mummy ye bra panty mein 2-3 photo aur uske bad bas.

Meri bat sunte hi Mummy sidhi ho gayi. Fir woh bed se neeche utar ke bra panty pehnne lagi. Main khada khada unhe dekhne laga. Kali bra aur neeli panty mein Mummy kamal lag rahi thi. Mummy ke pass normal bra panty thi.

Magar fir bhi Mummy bra panty mein bahut kamuk lag rahi thi. Mummy ke latke hue dudh bra mein ate hi tight ho gaye the. Aur panty mein Mummy ki gaand kuch jayada hi achi lag rahi thi.

Mummy – Beta, ab jaldi se jo photo leni hai woh le le. Fir mujhe khana bhi banana hai. Time dekh 12 bajne wale hai.

Aaj subha ka time kaha nikal gaya tha. Mujhe aur Mummy ko pata hi nahi chala. Fir main Mummy ki photo bra panty mein lene laga. Kuch photo lene ke bad main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab ap yaha bed ke kone par ake let jao.

Meri bat sunte hi Mummy bed ke kone par ake let gayi. Aur unke let te hi maine unki tange faila di. Aur jaise hi maine aisa kiya. Mummy apni koni tikaye mujhe dekhne lagi. Main Mummy ki faili tango ke beech nanga khada hua tha.

Mummy ki nazar mere lund ke upar thi. Jo bilkul unke samne khada hua tha. Mummy ko aj is roop mein dekhkar. Maine khud ka pani nikalne se kaise roko tha. Ye sirf main hi janta tha. Main chahta to apna pani nikal sakta tha.

Magar maine rat ke liye kuch alag hi socha tha. Isiliye maine apna pani nahi nikala tha. Mummy mera lund aur mujhe dekh rahi thi. Tabhi maine Mummy ki panty pakad ke unki bur se side kar di.

Aur panty ke side hote hi Mummy ki bur khul ke mere samne aa gayi. Jo fir se geeli ho gayi thi. Aur aise karte hi Mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Isse pehle Mummy kuch bolti main bola.

Main – Mummy, apni panty aise hi pakad lo. Fir bas 2-3 photo leni hai.

Meri bat sunke Mummy ne apni panty pakad li. Fir main unki photo lene laga. 2-3 photo lene ke bad maine Mummy ke dudh ko pakda. Aur unhe bari bari se Mummy ki bra ke bahar nikal liya.

Ab Mummy bra panty pehne hue bhi nangi ho gayi thi. Aur woh bilkul pornstar jaise lag rahi thi. Mummy mujhe aur mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Main unki photo liye ja raha tha. Kuch photo lene ke bad main bola.

Main – Bas Mummy ho gaya. Ab ap apne kapde pehen lo.

Aapni bat bolte hi maine Mummy ka hath pakda. Aur unhe utha liya. Bed se uthte hi Mummy neeche khadi ho gayi. Fir maine Mummy ki bra ka huk khol diya. Aur jaise hi maine aisa kiya. Mummy palat ke mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, ap ghar mein bra panty kyu nahi pehante ho.

Mummy – Beta, ab kahi ana jana hota nahi hai. Isiliye inhe pehnne ka mann nahi karta hai. Warna garmi mein pehen ke garmi aur jayada lagne lagti hai.

Main – Mummy, ab agar ap apne ander ki garmi nikaloge nahi, to garmi to lagegi hi.

Mummy – Are main us garmi ki bat…

Mummy apni bat bolte bolte hasne lagi. Aur unhe dekhkar main bhi hasne laga. Tabhi Mummy ne meri peeth par hath mara aur boli.

Mummy – Tu bahut harami ho gaya hai. Kutta kahi ka.

Main – Waise Mummy maine jhoot kaha kaha. Sach to yahi hai na. Waise aj ke bad apko is garmi ko sehna nahi padega. Ab apka jab bhi mann kare. Tab ap apni garmi nikal sakte ho.

Mummy – Bas bas beta ab bahut ho gaya. Chal ab tu apne kapde pehen aur jake apna mobile chala. Main tab tak khana bana leti hu.

Main – Abhi pehen lunga Mummy. Pehle mera lund thoda dheela ho jaye.

Meri bat sunte hi Mummy mujhe aur mere lund ko dekhne lagi. Fir Mummy ne apni panty bhi utar di. Aur woh puri nangi ho gayi. Fir Mummy ne jaldi se apni mexi uthayi. Aur jaldi se use pehan liya.

Mexi pehnne ke bad Mummy ne apni bra panty aur mangalsutra ander rakh diye. Fir woh mujhe dekhte hue bahar nikal gayi. Mummy ke jane ke bad main bhi kapde pehen ke bed par beth gaya.

Aur Instagram par Mummy ki bra panty wali photo dalne laga. Mummy ki photo ke sath maine ek story bhi dal di ki Mummy bahut jald video call service deni wali hai. Aur jo jo ye service lena chahte hai.

Woh Mummy ko message kar de. Instagram par sab dalne ke bad maine ek twitter account bhi banaya. Aur waha Mummy ki 2 ghodi bani hui nangi photo upload kar di. Aur Instagram par bhi Twitter ka link dal diya.

Aur jaise hi maine aisa kiya. Mummy ke twitter ke followers badne lage. Aur unki photo par log gande gande comments karne lage. Aur unki video call service lene ke liye message karne lage.

Logo ka aisa response dekhkar. Main samjh gaya ki Mummy ko nangi dekhne liye log pagal ho rahe hai. Mummy ke liye account aur video call ka sara setup karke maine unki video ek pornsite par account bana ke upload kar du. Fir main mobile chalane laga.

Aur tabhi Mummy khana leke aa gayi. Khana khate hue bhi Mummy mujhe dekh rahi thi. Kyuki aj hamara rista puri tarah badal gaya tha. Aaj se pehle Mummy mere sath itni kabhi nahi khuli thi.

Khaha khane ke bad Mummy bartan rakhkar wapas aa gayi. Aur bed par ake let gayi. Fir woh boli.

Mummy – Beta, TV band kar de. Main thodi der so leti hu.

Mummy ki bat sunke maine TV band kar diya. Aur apne kamre mein ake game khelne laga. Game khelte khelte dopher se sham kab ho gayi pata hi nahi chala. Fir sham ko 5 baje Mummy uth ke bahar aa gayi.

Aur mujhe kuch saman lane ke liye bol ke waps kamre mein chali gayi. Fir main tayar hoke saman lene nikal gaya. Ghar ke bahar ate hi maine apne ek dost ko call kiya.

Jiski market mein bra panty ki dukan thi. Aur mere kehne par usne dukan bhi khol di. Fir main Mummy ke liye achi bra panty lene laga. Maine Mummy ki liye 3 jodi achi bra panty le li.

Jo unke kam ke liye bhi jaruri thi. Main bhi unhe is sexy bra panty mein dekhna chahta tha.

Mera dost – Bhai lockdown mein dukan khulwa di kiske liye le raha hai ye.

Main – Are yar hai ek bhabhi. Usi ke liye le raha hu.

Mera dost – Sahi hai bhai, matlab lockdown mein puri chudai chal rahi hai.

Main – Sale to tu konsa dudh ka dhula hai. Aapni hi chachi ko pata nahi kab se pel raha hai. Aur ab to tera chacha bhi nahi hai. To lockdown mein to aur jayada chod raha hoga.

Mera dost – Ha bhai lockdown mein to aur bhi jayada maza aa raha hai. Bas khao piyo aur chodo. Waise tu kis bhabhi ke liye le raha hai ye.

Main – Are yar hai ek pados mein chal abhi chalta hu. Mummy bhi intezar kar rahi hogi.

Fir apne dost se bat karke main medical se condon lene chala gaya. Fir condom aur sabji leke main ghar pauch gaya. Mummy mere hath mein panni dekhkar boli.

Mummy – Ye kya laya beta?

Main – Aapke liye hi kuch laya hu, Mummy. Lo khol ke dekho.

Mummy ne mere hath se panni le li. Fir hum dono kamre mein aa gaye. Fir jaise hi Mummy ne panni ko palat ke dekha. To 3 jodi bra panty bed par gir gayi. Maine Mummy ke liye kali, mehrun aur dark neele rang ki bra panty li thi. Aur unhe dekhte hi Mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, ye kya hai? Tu ye bra panty kyu leke aya hai?

Main – Mummy, apke pass jo bra panty hai. Woh achi hai. Magar jo kam ap karne wali ho. Uske liye thodi achi bra panty chahiye thi. Jise jab pehan ke ap dusro ke samne ao. To dekhne walo ka pani wahi nikal jaye.

Meri bat sunke Mummy muskurate hue mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Beta, ek to pehle se hi paiso ki kami hai. Upar se tu in sab cheejo mein paiso gava raha hai.

Main – Mummy, us sab ki tension ap mat lo. Ek bar ye kam shuru ho gaya. To aise 100 bra panty ap chutki bataje hi kharid loge. Ab ap ye sab chhodo. Aur ye batao ki apko ye bra panty kaise lagi.

Mummy – Beta, lag to kafi mehngi rahi hai. Tu ye kisi dukan se laya hai.

Main – Ha, Mummy, dukan se laya hu. Aap to woh thele se le lete ho. Woh jayada achi nahi hoti hai. Magar ye bra panty jayada chalegi. Aur jab ap ise pehnoge. To samne wala apna lund sehlane lagega.

Mummy meri bat sunke smile karne lagi. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy, pasand ayi apko.

Mummy – Beta, achi to hai. Magar maine aise jali wali bra panty kabhi pehni nahi, aur dekhne se thodi choti bhi lag rahi hai. mujhe lagta hai. Tu galat size le aya hai.

Main – Nahi Mummy size ek dum theek hai. Aur jab rat ko ap inhe pehen ke mujhe dikhaoge. Tab ap khud dekh lena ki size sahi hai ya nahi.

Meri bat sunke Mummy samajh gayi ki main kya keh raha tha. Magar unhe nahi pata tha ki aj main unse aur bhi kafi kuch karwane wala tha. Fir Mummy ne bra panty ko panni mein dal ke rakh diya.

Fir woh chai leke aa gayi. Aur hum log chhat par jake chai peene lage. Main chai pe raha tha. Mummy pados wali chachi se bat kar rahi thi. Fir chai peeke Mummy khana banane lagi.

Main game khelne laga. Aaj mera mobile bar bar baje ja raha tha. Kyuki Mummy ki photo par like comment aur message ate ja rahe the. 9 baje tak game khlene ke bad Mummy khane ke liye bulane lagi.

Fir hum dono TV dekhte hue khana khane lage. Aur khana khate hue main news dekhne laga. Aur news par wahi lockdown aur corona ki news aa rahi thi. Fir khana khane ke bad Mummy bartan leke bahar chali gayi.

Mummy ke bahar jate hi main sirf underwear mein aa gaya. Aur apna lund sehlane laga. Fir kuch der bad Mummy kamre mein ayi. Aur kamre mein ate hi unki nazar mere lund par gayi.

Jo underwear ke upar se saf saf dikh raha tha. Mummy ke ate hi main bola.

Main – Aao Mummy ab main apko dikhata hu ki log apki photo dekhkar kaise pagal ho rahe hai.

Meri bat sunte hi Mummy bed par aa gayi. Aur mere bagal mein let gayi. Fir maine pehle Instagram mein unka account khola. Mummy ki bra panty wali photo khol ke Mummy ko dikhane laga. Aur photo dekhkar Mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta ye to meri photo hai na.

Main – Ha, Mummy, apki hi photo hai. Aur Ye dekho jo dil jaisa dikh raha hai. Ise like bolte hai. Aur ye apki photo par 400 hai. Iska matlab 400 logo ne apki photo ko pasand kiya hai. Ye dil jitne jadaya hote hai. Log use utha jayada pasand karte hai.

Mummy – 400 logo ne beta.

Main – Ha, Mummy, 400 logo ne aur ye dekhko. Kam se kam 100 logo ne apko message kiya hai. Jo apko video call par dekhna chahte hai. Aur 250 logo ne dekho apki photo dekhkar kya kya likha hai?

Meri bat sunke Mummy chokte hue mujhe dekhne lagi. Kyuki unke liye ye bilkul naya tha. Fir maine Mummy ki photo ke comments khole aur bola.

Main – Ye dekho Mummy 1 admi ne likha hai. Wahh bhabhi apke dudh kitne bade bade hai. Ye to mere hath mein bhi nahi ayenge. Mann karta hai pakad ke nicod du.

Mummy ye bat sunke sharmate hue mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Beta, kya yaha log aise hi bate karte hai?

Main – Mummy, jayadatar log aurto ki photo par aise hi bate likhte hai. Yaha to film ki heroine ki photo par bhi log aise hi bate likht dete hai. Aur ye dekho ek ladka kya likha hai? Aunty apki nabhi kitni gehri hai. Mann karta hai apki nabhi ko jeebhar ke chat lu

Mummy comment sun sun ke sharma rahi thi. Koi Mummy ki dudh ki tareef kar raha tha. To koi nabhi ko chatna chahta tha. Kuch comment padne ke bad maine 1 message khol ke Mummy ko dikahye. Jismein 1 ladke ne apne lund ki photo bheji hui thi.

Aur lund ki photo dekhte hi Mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Ye kya hai beta? Ye kiska photo hai.

Main – Mummy, ye photo apke online chahne wale ka hai. Jo apko dekhne ke liye betab hai. Isiliye usne apne lund ki photo bheji hai.

Mummy – Hey bhagwan, beta kya log aise bhi photo bhej dete hai?

Main – Ha, Mummy, aj kal ye sab bahut am bat hai. Aur waise bhi photo mein kisi ki shakal nahi hoti hai. Isiliye aise photo bhejne mein koi darr bhi nahi rehta hai. Aur apko aise dekhkar mera lund khada ho jata hai.

Jabki main apka beta hu. To socho ye to anjan log hai. Inka kya hal hota hoga?

Main Mummy ko ghuma fira ke apne ander ka hal bata raha tha. Aur kahi na kahi Mummy bhi mere khade lund ko dekhkar. Ye to samajh hi gayi thi ki mere dil mein kya chal raha hai.

Bas hum dono khul ke ek dusre ke chodne ki bat nahi keh rahe the. Magar samajh hum dono gaye the. Main bhi dekhna chahta tha ki Mummy kab tak apne muh se ye bat nahi kehti hai.

Main – Mummy, ye sab woh log hai. Jo apko nangi dekhne ke liye pagal ho rahe hai. Ab bas hame ye kam shuru karna hai. Main to soch raha hu. Kal se ye kam shuru kar dete hai.

Mummy kam ki bat sunke mujhe dekhne lagi. Kyuki pehli bar mein darr hona lazmi tha. Tabhi maine Mummy ke hath par hath rakh diya. Aur bola.

Main – Kya hua Mummy? Aap ye bat sunke pareshan kyu ho gaye?

Mummy – Beta, tu kal se ye kam karne ke liye keh raha hai. Usi wajah se bada ajeeb lag raha hai. Aur thoda darr bhi lag raha hai.

Main – Mummy, pehli bar mein thoda darr lagna am bat hai. Aur waise bhi Mummy apne adha kam to shuru bhi kar diya hai.

Mummy – Aadha kam matlab, main kuch samhi nahi.

Main – Mummy, ye kam shuru kanre se pehle apke liye sabse bada kam tha. Mere samne nangi hona. Aur aj ap mere samne nangi hi nahi hui balki khud ki salo se dabi hui garmi ko bhi shant kiya. To ab darr kis cheej ka Mummy.

Meri bat sunke Mummy muskurane lagi. Kyuki unka sabse bada darr pehle hi dur ho chuka tha. Aur jo darr unke ander tha. “Woh harr kam shuru karne se pehle harr insan ke ander hota hai.” Mummy ko muskursta hua dekhkar main bola.

Main – Mummy, ab ap nangi ho jao.

Mummy (chaunkte hue) – Kya?

I was back from my run, just about to turn right when our eyes crossed. She was waiting for her cab, dressed in a floral top and denim jeans. It had been years. The last I remember of her was during our junior college days.

We were one of those teens who thought they would get married, have kids, and die holding each other’s hands. Alas, we broke up just shy of 2 years of being together. It was teenage infatuation. Yet, seeing her ignited old flames.

She had aged gracefully, mature yet youthful. Her smile was the same as the first day I saw her. I smiled back and walked towards her. “Hey.”

“So you didn’t forget me after all?” She teased.

“Haha, no, no. It’s been a while. What are you doing here?”

“Oh, I just moved into that building. You live nearby?” She pointed to a tower recently built.

“Yes, just in the lane behind. Waiting for someone?”

“Yeah,” she pins a lock of hair behind her hair, “I’m waiting for the cab.” Looking down on her phone, she exclaimed. “Oh, it’s here.”

The cab slowed down beside me. I was looking towards it when she called my name. “Here, put your number in. We should catch up sometime later,” she handed me her phone. I dialled my number in it.

We waved at each other. I went home wondering if she would even message me after all this time. There was no message or text next day, so I chalked it up as bad luck and went on with my work. A few days later, on a Saturday, I got a text from an unknown number.

“Hey, it’s Hema here. Sorry, I didn’t message you early because of my work.”

Well, my luck wasn’t that bad, it seems. “Hey. It’s alright. I thought you might have misplaced the number.”

“No, no, I saved it. I didn’t have time on my calendar to talk or meet up. Plus, moving in is really hectic. Do you have time to meet today?”

“It’s understandable. What do you have in mind?”

“I’m still new to the area. You could show me around?”

“That will do. How about at 5 pm.”

“Works for me. See you at 5pm.”

“Where will you meet me?”

“The same bus stop where we met?”

“Done, see you there.”

I was at the bus stop, waiting for her, looking towards the lane she would come from. What I wasn’t expecting was her looking jaw-dropping stunning in that white sundress.

My eyes were locked towards her. But I could see the heads turning as she walked towards me. She smiled widely and hugged me. I could feel the jealous gaze of men falling on me.

“You are dressed casually for our date.” She whispered.

I looked towards her with confusion. Yes, yes, I was casually dressed, but this was a “date.”?

“Haha, chill I’m kidding. It’s still funny to see that face when I tease you.”

“And you still haven’t changed with the sudden surprises. Btw, you look beautiful.”

“Thank you, but don’t hit on me. I’m married.” She pointed towards her ring.
I had noticed it but wondered if she was just wearing it as an accessory. “Well, sorry. Compliments are due where they’re due. You could have seen how you were turning heads.”

We had started walking towards the market area near us, and she walked closely beside me.

“Yeah, that’s normal for me. They just lust for my body.”

“Hmm,” I thought for a moment and continued, “but you ARE looking gorgeous in that sundress, and I’m being genuine.”

She looked towards me and said, “So I’m not enough to be lusted on by you?” She shut her eyes and teased me.

“Ahh, that’s another one of your trick questions. Whatever I say, you will throw back at me.” I looked at her and squinted my eyes. “I know your tricks, Hema. You haven’t lost that weird sense of humour.”

“You have gotten smart,” she laughed, gently pushing me with her shoulder. “Always, where are we going?”

We continued on our trip. I showed her around. The local stores, fruits and vegetables market, and other miscellaneous things. We ended up at a cafe nearby and caught up with what we had been up to.

After we broke up, she moved away to study in a different city. She completed her bachelor and masters, got a decent job, and had an arranged marriage. They had moved together.

Due to the nature of her husband’s work, he had been mostly out of India, visiting different countries. They are thinking of moving abroad in the next few years.

The next few weeks, we spent keeping in touch. Going out on the weekends, cafe hopping, and trying new food places with her. As time passed, we grew closer. Our normal banter turned flirty. The tension between us increased, and whenever we met, it was visible there.

Eye contact got intense, and hugs lasted longer and were tighter. While walking, she held my arm closer to her sides, yet we both weren’t acting on it. Our chats reflected that as well. Casual flirting turned to sexual innuendos. It didn’t take long that we started sexting.

We were about to meet on the weekend, but each day I saw a different her. She wanted to try things and wanted me to do things to her that she craved. I was all in for the experience. Moreover, they were inclined with my taste.

We decided to wait for the next time her husband was on a trip, and the opportunity came soon. It was 2 weeks later. Indeed, the wait was excruciating, but it also gave me enough time to prepare for her.

The week rolled in. We had planned for the weekend. Each passing day, we eagerly waited for it. Finally, on Friday evening, I reached her flat with my bag of surprises. Just a ring in, and the door swung open. She stood there in a black bodycon one piece.

The cloth wrapped around her curves, and hints of borders of her lingerie were visible. Yet as she moved, the black colour made it indistinguishable in shade. Keeping eye contact with her, I closed the door behind me. She slowly walked towards me, rocking her hips and walking like a model.

Pressing herself on me and running her hands behind my head, she whispered, “Do I look hot enough that you will tear my clothes off me?” I traced my fingers down her waist and grabbed her ass. “I have planned much more than that.”

We started kissing intensely. There was no need to be slow. We both craved each other, and playing around gently wasn’t on our to-do list. We were biting each other’s lips, pulling each other closer. Her nails were digging into my shoulder and traps.

I grabbed her ass and spread it apart. Our hunger for each other knew no bounds. We stumbled across the passage and were in the bedroom. The buttons on my shirt were scattered on the floor. I had her against the wall and grabbed the dress near her chest.

Pushing my fingers through the fabric, I created a hole. Using both hands, I tore her dress off. It tore off easily, leaving just the edges of the dress intact. The dress easily slid off her body. She stepped out of it, and my shirt was on the floor beside it.

Her black satin lingerie barely contained her breasts, while her nipples poked through the fabric. I pulled on her nipples, gauging her, and increased the pressure of pinching and pulling on them. With every twist, she moaned and whimpered in pleasure.

She had her limits. The sudden drop in her eyebrows signalled that she reached the pain threshold for pleasure, which was crucial that I don’t cross it. I played with her nipples and pushed my finger between her labia over her panty. She rubbed my erection, pinching and cupping the glans of it over my jeans.

My cum was oozing out, making a visible wet spot over my jeans. Removing her hands off me, I pinned them over her head. Softly biting her earlobe, I whispered, “Ready for it?”

She just stared back, a bit hesitant at first. “Do you trust me?” I asked, and she nodded a yes. “Whenever you want to stop, just say ‘Pineapple,’ and I will stop. It’s our safe word.”

Her tense face calmed a bit, and she replied, “Ok.”

“Harder, gentler, faster, slower – that’s all you need to tell me,” I affirmed.

Though I was taking the charge, she knew she had a say in what she wanted. Within my pocket, I had a sleep mask. I let go of her hands and pulled out the mask. She took the mask from my hands and slipped them over her eyes. She was ready, and she was confident in me.

“I have to prepare something before we start. I’ll help you to the chair while I prepare.” I had to prepare things beforehand so I don’t have to do it while in the act. Pushing the chair near her, I helped her sit down and turned her away from the bed.

The sounds of metal clanking against each other, stuff rustling. The sound of it hitting the marble flooring was making her curious. Her face was sideways, ears pointed in the direction of the sound. She was curious but not nervous. Rather excited, as her legs were apart and her hands between them.

After some heavy lifting and a bunch of preparation, it was all set up. The whole time, she waited quietly. Listening to the rustling and sounds while rubbing herself in anticipation. I silently walked towards her, lowered myself down, and blew gently on her collarbone.

She was surprised but calmed fast. Raising her hand, he cupped my face and pulled it closer, kissing and pulling my lips. We were making out, each passing second making it more wild. I scooped her up and dropped her on the bed.

Climbing over her, I extended her hands outwards, kissing from her neck to her armpits. Moving up, I put the leather cuffs around her wrist. She was indeed surprised but had already started touching herself with her free hand. The cuffs were independent of the chain.

I had put them around the mattress to anchor her in place. After hooking up the cuffs and the chain, I pulled her other hand away from her. I pinned it to the other side. Cuffing her hand, I kissed the length of her arm, making my way down to her neck.

I got off her and picked up the candle I kept at the side stand. After keeping it in her hand for her to feel it and waving it near her nose to smell the lavender fragrance, I lit the candle. I carefully placed myself near her with the lit candle.

“I’m going to pour a drop here.” I placed my finger on her forearm and gently poured a drop at the spot. She inhaled fast and tensed up but relaxed equally fast. Her other senses were heightened because of the blindfold. The wax hardened and came off easily, but the spot was a bit red and visible clearly.

I pointed out near her elbow and out a drop of wax. Her reaction was much milder than the first one. After a few more drops, slowly making her acclimated to the feeling of hot wax, I stopped pointing out. The first drop was not where she would have anticipated.

I poured it on her collarbone, and her reaction was the same as the first ever drop I placed. She had goosebumps all over her. The next drop, she couldn’t contain herself and was silent. Every drop, she moaned, louder the more the distance between her nipples and wax decreased.

She still has her bra on, so I unhooked it and pushed it over to her neck. Nipples erect, craving attention. Chest pounding with heavy breaths, she was anxious more than aroused. I kept the candle aside and started playing with her breasts.

Gently twisting her nipple while using my tongue to play with the other, kissing under her boobs and sucking on it. With her calming down, it was time for another round. I pressed my finger against her sternum and put a drop of wax there.

She knew by the touch what was going to happen. Going down and dropping wax as I made my way down, the last drop fell just above her soaked panty. Raising her legs up, supported by my shoulder, I slid her panty off her. Kissing her ankle, her calf, and her thighs, I lowered her legs down.

Pinning her left leg to her side at an angle, I kissed her inner thighs and nibbled at her soft flesh. I made my way up towards her pussy but backed away just before it. Using my saliva, I rubbed a spot on her thigh and dropped wax gently over it.

She got used to the stinging feeling of the wax and moaned louder with every inch I got closer to her middle. Moving on to the next leg, doing the same, I could see the edging making her restless. She arched her back, twisting and turning.

She was trying to feel the slightest bit of sensation on her sensitive labia. It was time to move onto the second part. Blowing out the candle, I cleaned the hardened wax off her and went to get the ice tray. Removing a cube out, I placed it at the same spot I started pouring wax on.

It was a sudden change. After being exposed to hot wax, it was time for some cold ice. She squirmed, goosebumps rising throughout her body. Her legs folded, rubbing against each other, and toes curled up, digging into the mattress. The cube melted faster on her chest.

My hands still cold, I circled my fingers around her nipples. Taking a second ice cube out, I circled her nipples. Hard and pointing upwards, I played around them, having the cold drops of water fall over it. Her moans were icing on the cake.

She stopped holding them back, whimpering and panting, continuously twisting and arching her back. I continued moving down, opening up her legs. I traced the ice cube along her inner thighs, all the way up to her knee. Down till it was just a tad bit short of touching her pussy.

Precum dripped and formed a wet spot on the mattress. The ice melted away, and I started kissing the insides of her thighs, slowly making my way between them. She needed it, and she needed it bad, for as soon as my lips touched her pussy, her hips rose, thrusting it towards me.

I held her down, eating her out, using the back of the tongue to spread her labia apart and rub it against her softer tissues. Her legs shivered, her hip pushing against my tongue. Her back arched, and her body stiffened.

Just before the release, she locked her legs behind my head, pushing herself as much on me as she could. Her moans turned to erotic screams. It was a newer experience, a new feeling for her body. A new dynamic she never had in her intimate life, and there was still more to come as the night was still young.

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