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I gently kissed her beautifully round breasts while holding them. I switched between kissing and licking her, placing my tongue between my lips. I was sneaking bites whenever she was enjoying the motion. The mixture of gentle kisses, wet licks and painful bites was driving her crazy.

Nisha was losing her mind. She was feeling something she had never felt before. You may wonder if I am doing the same things Sanjay has done. But no, it’s not the same thing.

Sanjay had claimed her body before her heart. She accepted and allowed Sanjay to touch her not because she loved him. But because she was married to him. I, on the other hand, was acquainted with her for quite some time, even though we had a rough start with a steamy blowjob.

In the last few weeks I have been visiting her almost daily and befriended her. She has started to trust me. After all, we both were people who got cheated by our lovers. (If you know what I mean).

The room was filled with Nisha’s moans. She was enjoying every moment of our little foreplay. One moment, I was kissing her breasts. Another moment, I was biting her lips. My hands were exploring her well-toned waist, her navel and her beautiful legs.

Her panties were soaking wet. I distanced myself from her and took a good look over her body. Little droplets of sweat formed on her body. It looked like shiny pearls were covering her body. She was lying on the bed with her breath out of control.

While looking over her body, I slowly started to unbutton my shirt and threw it into the corner. Nisha’s eyes, which were filled with lust, were staring straight into my eyes. She was well aware that if she wanted to stop this, the time was now.

But her body has already betrayed her. This feeling of lust was consuming her. By the moment Nisha could muster up the courage to speak up, I was already in my underwear. I started my move on her lower half body. I gently kissed her thighs and started to lick them.

By the time Nisha could make sense of what was about to happen, I had slipped my thumbs from both sides of her panties and pulled them towards me. Nisha was now lying naked in front of me. Her beautiful pussy was right in front of me.

She had not cleaned herself, which clearly indicates that she was sexless, and I was about to change that.

Even though her pussy was a little hairy, it was still beautiful. In between the dark bushes, I can see her pink pussy. The smell of her pussy was alluring and was driving me crazy.

Nisha: Bhai… Bhaiya… We should not… Ahhh

Before Nisha could finish her sentence, I pressed my lips on her wet pussy and started to lick it. I had performed sex many times in the past, but today was like a final exam for me. With all my dedication, I was licking her pussy and sucking it.

Slowly and steadily, Nisha was getting relaxed and enjoying her first cunnilingus. The rough texture of my tongue rubbing on her pussy was driving her crazy. Slowly and steadily, without even realizing she started to move her hips to enjoy this session.

The movement of her hips started to speed up, which was a clear indication that, at any moment now, she was going to cum. The room was filled with her moan, and with each passing second, it was getting louder and louder. But when she was about to cum she stopped.

Maybe it was fear or a realization that if she crossed this line, there was no going back. Maybe she was just scared to feel something she had never felt before. I do remember Sanjay once mentioning that Nisha used to stop him whenever he tried to give her an orgasm.

She used to make loud noises and hold onto Sanjay’s hand. But today, I was in no mood to stop. Unlike Sanjay, I am not her husband, and there is no one at home right now. So she can moan as loud as she wants. Nisha stopped her movements and tried to back off.

I grabbed onto her thighs and started to suck on her pussy roughly with my tongue scribbling on her pussy. This sudden change of phase took Nisha off guard, and her moans started to get louder and louder. Just when Nisha was about to cum I slid the tip of my thumb deep inside her asshole.

With a loud moan, Nisha started to squirt like crazy. Her pussy juice was all over my face, which made my whole face dripping wet like someone splashed a mug of water on my face. Her eyes were reaching the back of the socket. Her tongue was handing out her mouth with her out-of-control breath.

So, this was the reason she used to run away from orgasm. It was not that she was scared, but it was because she was just embarrassed. I cannot believe what I just found for myself. She is a treasure.

Squirting is a phenomenon which 10% to 50% of women experience. This is a phenomenon that occurs in some women during sexual arousal and orgasm. Please do not confuse love juice with urine. Both are two different things.

Squirting is nothing to be embarrassed about. It is just that some women have more sex drive than others. Nisha is from a village with no proper sex education. It makes total sense why she always ran away. She already had a pent-up sex drive.

On top of that, I gave her an aphrodisiac. As a result, I got Nisha’s love juice all over my face. Innocent face, a perfect body and a crazy sex drive. What else can a man hope for in a woman?

But it was not over. Before even Nisha could catch her breath, I removed my underwear and placed my hard erect cock directly on top of her pink dripping pussy. Feeling the hard sensation rubbing her pussy Nisha came back to her senses and mustered up the courage to look at me.

I was waiting for her eyes to meet mine while I was rubbing my hard long cock on her wet dripping pussy. The moment our eyes meet. I placed the tip of my cock at the entrance of her pink wet pussy. I can see uncertainty and a flash of embarrassment in her eyes.

While we were in the missionary position, the tip of my cock was still at the entrance of her pussy. I got on top of her and gave her a long, steamy kiss. After the moment of the kiss, I slowly moved towards her ears and gently whispered,

Lucky: You are amazing, and from today onwards, you are mine.

Before Nisha could process what I had just said, I gave a gentle thrust to my hips. My long hard shaft slowly penetrated Nisha’s warm moist pussy. The tightness of my pussy was on a different level. At that moment, all Nisha could have done was give a loud moan.

I gently started to thrust back and forth. My cock was exploring the depths of her pussy. I had fucked many pussies in my life, but this one was the best one pussy so far. With each thrust, Nisha’s moans were getting louder and louder, and slowly and steadily, her hands moved on my back.

She started to give in to this feeling of lust. Maybe it was because Nisha did not have a lot of sex before, or maybe right now, she was very aroused. Whatever the reason may be, her pussy was just too damn tight. The moist, sticky sensation was driving me crazy.

I increased my phase and started to thrust harder. The room was filled with tap tap tap sounds, the sounds of our bodies slapping on each other and Nisha’s loud moans. With each tap, her soft breasts were bouncing up and down. The smell of our body sweats and love juice covered the entire room.

Who would have thought the room where Nisha used to sleep with her husband would be filled with the odour of our lovemaking? Nisha’s moans, Nisha’s milky white velvety skin, Nisha’s soft breasts, Nisha’s thick thighs, Nisha’s Innocent face.

Nisha’s wet sticky pussy, everything about her was driving me crazy. With the final push, I unloaded all my baby batter in Nisha’s pussy and filled her up. At the same time, Nisha had her second orgasm. She squirted on my abdomen, and the entire bed was wet.

After unloading my cum in Nisha, I just fell on top of her and gave her the most romantic kiss. Nisha was also responding to my kisses and holding me in her arms like I was her everything. While holding me, Nisha slowly drifts into a deep sleep.

While holding her in my arms, there was only one thought going through my head, I need more. I am not done yet!

I slowly slid out of the bed making sure Nisha would not wake up. I grabbed my phone and sent out a text to Roshini,

Lucky(text): Hey, sweetie, can you please keep Sanjay busy tonight?

Roshini(text): Did you guys finally do it?

Lucky(text): Take a guess!

Roshini(text): You dog. I need all the details and don’t worry. I will take care of Sanjay.

Lucky(text): Thanks. I will surely make it up to you.

I placed my phone on the table beside the bed Nisha was sleeping on. Nisha was totally naked on top of the bed, resting. Looking at her naked body made my cock hard again. I wanted to taste her pussy once again. So, I got between her legs and placed my throbbing cock on her pussy and gently started to run on it.

My movements woke Nisha up, and suddenly, reality struck back to her. Now that her sex drive was back to normal and the effects of the aphrodisiac had faded away, her mind was clear. All the steamy sex we did was coming back to her. She was not sure what to say.

On top of that, I was in between her legs with my cock rubbing against her pussy. Before she could say anything, I slid my cock inside her pussy. Her pussy was still wet with all my baby batter, which I unloaded some time ago. Involuntary Nisha gave a loud moan, but she did not try to push me away.

I thrust my hips. I reached out to her lips and started to kiss her. Suddenly her mobile started to ring. After a full ring, it stopped, and once again, it started to ring. This made Nisha a little worried and she finally spoke up.

Nisha: Bhaiya… let me…ahh… let me take the call

Without saying anything, I took a step back and allowed her to take the call. She got up and walked towards the hall, and grabbed her phone. It was Sanjay. She was shocked and not sure how to respond. After all, just a moment ago, she was fucking her husband’s best friend on their bed.

Unable to understand how to respond she rushed back to me and showed me her cell phone.

Nisha: Bhaiya… Sanjay…

Without responding to her words, I grabbed her phone from her hands and threw it on her bed. I grabbed her shoulders and turned her around, pushing her on the bed in a doggy position. I placed my hands on her lower back and, with a stern voice, gave her a command.

Lucky: Arc you back, I want to fuck you in this position

Nisha was not sure what to do and what not to do. So, at that moment, she did what she was commanded. Arched her back so that my cock could have good access to her wet pussy. Without saying another word, I started to fuck her in a doggy position.

At that moment, her phone started to ring again. Nisha was startled and was about to grab her phone but I was quicker than her as the phone was closer to me. While thrusting my hips back and forth, I grabbed her phone and commanded her.

Lucky: Talk with him

Before Nisha could protest I already picked up the phone, put it on a loudspeaker and placed it near her.

Sanjay: Nisha… Nisha? Are you there?

Nisha: Ye… yes… I am… Mm.. here.

Sanjay: Where were you? Why were you not picking up your phone? And what are those strange noises?

Nisha: I… I was in the bathroom.

Sanjay: Are you okay? You sound strange

Nisha: My stomach… mmm… I feel a little upset…

The sight of her ass shaking with each thrust, her white body covered with sweat. She talking with her husband on the phone was just too exciting. I was not able to control myself, and I slid my thumb inside her ass hole. In response, she let loose a loud moan.

Nisha: Ahhh…

Sanjay: Are you alright? Is it bad? Should I get you some medicine?

Nisha: Noaa… I mean… I already had some… It’s all right…

Sanjay: Okay then. I called to inform you I will be doing a night shift today. You have dinner and go to sleep. I will see you in the morning.

Nisha: Okay.

Sanjay: Okay, take care… bye…

The call disconnected, and Nisha let loose her moans.

Lucky: You do know where he will be going to do the so-called night shift, correct?

With a hard thrust, I reached the deepest part of her pussy. Which made her moan loudly.

Lucky: Answer me.

Nisha: Yes.. I… I know…

Lucky: So, are you ready for a night shift?

Nisha: Yes… Yes…

A man is the most complete when they stop running from their demons and accept them. It is at that time they realize the true meaning of freedom.

To be continued.

I awoke to the distant chiming of the doorbell, the morning sunlight filtering through the gaps in the curtains. My body felt heavy, satiated, and utterly content after the passionate night with Alka Bua. As I stretched beneath the covers, the events of the previous night came flooding back – the feverish lovemaking, the discovery of new pleasures, and the intense orgasms we shared.

The door opened and closed, followed by the familiar sound of Bua’s voice instructing our maid, Geeta. I smiled, thinking about how she had taken care of me and introduced me to a world of erotic pleasure. My cock twitched at the memory of her soft, experienced hands stroking me, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy.

As I lay there, my mind began to wander to the night’s adventures, and my dick began to stir, hardening under the blanket. I was still naked, enjoying the post-coital bliss when the sound of the bedroom door opening startled me. I realized it was Geeta, our maid, who had come to clean the room.

Geeta stepped in, her eyes widening at the sight of me laying naked, the blanket barely covering my arousal. I froze, not knowing what to do, but her gaze was fixed on my exposed body. I could feel my face flushing with embarrassment, but also a strange excitement.

She must have noticed the evidence of last night’s passion- my boxer shorts and Bua’s lingerie laying on the floor, tangled together. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the disheveled sheets, the tousled hair on the pillow, and the unmistakable signs of a steamy encounter.

Geeta’s expression changed from surprise to curiosity, and then to something more. I watched, mesmerized, as she picked up my boxer shorts, bringing them close to her face and inhaling deeply as if savoring my scent. Her eyes closed momentarily, and a subtle smile played on her lips.

She began to mop the floor, but her movements were slow and deliberate as if she was in no hurry to finish. Her eyes kept glancing at me, and I felt a strange power in that gaze. I was exposed, vulnerable, yet somehow in control. The thought of her discovering our secret was exhilarating.

Geeta’s curiosity turned to boldness as she approached the bed. She bent down, pretending to clean under it, but her eyes were fixed on my naked form. Her hand reached out, and she gently touched my thigh, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I should have protested, but I was frozen, caught in a trance of desire.

Her touch became bolder, and she began to stroke my hardening cock through the blanket. I let out a soft groan, unable to resist the pleasure she was offering. She pulled the blanket aside, revealing my fully erect shaft, and her eyes gleamed with desire.

“Oh, young master,” she whispered, her voice raspy with want. “Looks like someone had a good night.”

Before I could respond, her warm, rough hand wrapped around my length, and she began to stroke me with surprising skill. Her touch was rougher than Bua’s, but it was a different kind of pleasure, raw and primal. I arched my back, thrusting my hips into her hand.

Geeta leaned closer, her breath hot against my skin as she whispered, “I knew something was going on between you two. I saw the signs. And now I want to be a part of it.”

Her words sent a rush of excitement through me. I had never imagined our maid would be a part of this erotic adventure, but the thought of it was undeniably arousing. As she continued stroking me, her other hand disappeared beneath her saree, and I heard the rustle of her fingers against her moist folds.

“Mmm, yes, young master,” she moaned softly, her hand moving faster. “I bet you gave your aunt a good time. But I can make you feel even better.”

Her words were like a spell, and I was powerless to resist. My cock throbbed in her hand, and I knew I was close to the edge. Geeta leaned down, her lips wrapping around the head of my shaft, and she took me into her warm, wet mouth.

Her sucking was fervent, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside of my cock. I gripped the bedsheets, my hips bucking involuntarily as she deep-throated me. The sensation was incredible, and I could feel my orgasm building rapidly.

Just as I was about to explode, the bedroom door swung open, and Bua stood there, her eyes widening in shock at the scene before her. Geeta, startled, pulled away, her mouth glistening with my pre-cum.

“Bua! I… I can explain,” I stammered, my heart pounding.

Geeta, however, remained composed. She rose to her feet, facing Bua with determination. “I know what happened last night, and I know what you two are doing. I won’t say a word, but I want in on it.”

Bua’s expression softened, and a slow smile spread across her lips. “Geeta, we didn’t mean to exclude you. But if you’re sure, we can make this a very special morning.”

My heart raced at the prospect of a threesome with Bua and Geeta. Bua stepped into the room, closing the door behind her. She glided towards the bed, her movements graceful, and began to untie her saree. Geeta followed suit, letting her saree fall to the floor, revealing her naked body.

Bua’s breasts, full and heavy, spilled out of her blouse, and she let it fall, revealing her plump, dark nipples. She slid out of her petticoat, and I caught a glimpse of her neatly trimmed bush before she climbed onto the bed, joining me and Geeta.

Geeta, her body glistening with desire, positioned herself between Bua’s legs, her face inches from my aunt’s dripping core. Bua spread her legs, inviting Geeta to taste her, and the maid’s tongue darted out, lapping at Bua’s juices.

“Oh, yes, Geeta,” Bua moaned, her fingers threading through the maid’s hair. “You have a talented mouth.”

I watched, my cock throbbing, as Geeta pleasured Bua, her tongue working magic on my aunt’s sensitive clit. Bua’s moans filled the room, and her hips bucked against Geeta’s face. I couldn’t take it anymore; I needed to be inside one of them.

I positioned myself above Geeta, my hard cock hovering over her wet slit. She looked up at me with lust-filled eyes, her mouth still working on Bua’s pussy. I plunged into her, filling her with one smooth stroke, and she gasped, her walls clenching around me.

“Oh, Abhi, yes!” she cried out. “Fuck me, young master. Make me yours.”

I began to thrust, my cock sliding in and out of Geeta’s tight sheath, while her tongue continued to bring Bua closer to the edge. Bua’s hands gripped Geeta’s shoulders, her fingernails digging into the maid’s flesh as she rode her face.

“Abhi, my boy, keep going,” Bua encouraged, her breath coming in short gasps. “Make us both cum.”

I picked up the pace, my balls slapping against Geeta’s ass with each thrust. Bua’s moans became more frantic, and I knew she was close. Geeta’s mouth worked feverishly, her tongue never faltering.

“I’m cumming! Oh, god, I am cummingggg!” Bua cried out, her body arching off the bed.

Geeta redoubled her efforts, her tongue flicking rapidly, and Bua’s orgasm exploded through her. Her juices flowed onto Geeta’s face, and the maid lapped them up greedily.

As Bua’s orgasm subsided, I pulled out of Geeta and positioned myself between Bua’s legs. She wrapped her thighs around my waist, guiding my cock to her entrance. I thrust forward, burying myself deep inside her, and we both groaned in pleasure.

“Oh, Abhi, you feel so good,” Bua whispered, her hands stroking my back. “Make love to me, my boy.”

I began to move, my cock sliding in and out of her warm, wet sheath. Geeta, still beneath us, reached up and took one of Bua’s nipples into her mouth, suckling it while I fucked her. The sight and feel of it drove me wild.

We moved together in a rhythm, our bodies glistening with sweat, our moans filling the room. I felt Bua’s pussy tighten around me, and she cried out, her second orgasm of the morning washing over her.

As Bua’s climax subsided, I pulled out of her and positioned myself above Geeta once more. She opened herself to me, and I entered her again, feeling her tightness envelop me. I thrust deeply, my balls slapping against her ass, and she cried out, her voice hoarse with desire.

“Fuck me, young master!” she begged. “Fill me with your cum!”

I obliged, pounding into her with abandon, my cock driving deep into her wetness. Geeta’s nails dug into my back, leaving red marks as she urged me on. I felt my orgasm building, an intense pressure in my balls.

“I’m cumming!” I shouted, my voice hoarse.

I exploded inside Geeta, my cum shooting into her, filling her womb. She screamed in ecstasy, her pussy clenching around me, milking my shaft for every drop. I collapsed onto her, our bodies slick with sweat, and we lay there, panting, our hearts racing.

Bua, still beside us, reached out and caressed my cheek. “That was incredible, Abhi. I’m so glad we could share this with Geeta.”

Geeta, her face flushed and satisfied, smiled up at us. “Thank you, Bua, young master. That was the best morning of my life.”

As we lay there, entwined in a post-coital haze, I realized that this journey had not only awakened my sexual desires but had also opened me to a world of erotic possibilities. And with Bua and Geeta by my side, I knew there were many more pleasures to discover.

Main aur Aakansha hotel pahunch gaye the auto mein. Dono log thande ho chuke the. Maine room liya aur wo thodi ghabrayi hui thi.

Maine bola: Kya hua?

To boli: Yaar safety.

Maine bola: Mera first time hai. Tera kon sa hai?

To wo boli: Aakash ke baad doosra time hai yaar sacchi mein.

Maine bola: Kuch nahi hota hai pagli.

Fir wo boli: Yaar pregnancy ki baat kar rahi hu.

Maine bola: Baahar nikal doonga .

To boli: Aakash bhi aisa hi karta hai. But ek-do baar ho gaya hai pehle yaar. Tabhi darr lag raha hai.

Maine bola: Tension mat le, pill zindabaad.

Fir wo thoda theek hui. Mujhe bahut zor ki peshaab lagi thi, to main washroom mein jaake karke aa gaya. Maine use bhi bola-

Main: Tujhe bhi jana hai to jaa.

Wo boli: Nahi.

Fir itne mein chai wala aaya. Hamne garam-garam chai pee, aur fir maine use bed pe lita diya, aur uske upar se use choomne laga. Wo pehle to garam nahi hui. Fir maine uske hontho ko chooma aaram-aaram se. Uske baad uski gardan mein, aur uski kamar mein jaise hi hath dala, wo pagla gayi, aur usne zor se mujhe pakad liya.

Maine bhi pakad ke use khoob chooma, aur lund uski bur ke baahar se ragadne laga.

Main usko bola: Kapde utaregi ya bus ki tarah hi?

To wo thoda hassi aur boli: Ye tera kaam hai. Tu utaar na yaar. Mujhe sharam aa rahi hai.

Fir maine pehle uska sweater utara, aur fir uski undershirt, aur fir uske nipples bra mein dekhte hi aag lag gayi. Maine bra ke baahar se hi uske mamme dabane start kar diye. Wo siskiyan le rahi thi, aur uh ah uh yeah ki awaaz se pagal hue jaa rahi thi.

Fir use aur chadh gayi, aur usne bola: Bra utaar ke, muh mein daal na. Baahar se kya daal raha hai?

To maine uski bra utari. Uske nipple ke aage wala point fool chuka tha. Maine dheere se muh mein dala aur choosne laga lollipop ki tarah. Wo jhatke se nipple badle jaa rahi thi. Main chooste jaa raha tha, aur itne mein maine ek hath uski nabhi ke neeche daal diya, aur sehlate hue uski jeans thodi kholi. Fir panty ke baahar se masalne laga, aur uske upar let gaya.

Itne mein wo boli: Apne kapde bhi utaar na.

To maine usi se utarwaye. Wo sharma-sharma ke utaar rahi thi, aur usne kacche ko chhodh ke sab utaar diye. Fir maine use panty mein hi underwear ke sath masla thoda. Wo to maano swarg mein pahunch chuki thi, aur chudne ke liye itni utsahit thi, ki jiski koi seema nahi thi.

Fir maine kuch der mein apna underwear utara, aur uski panty ke baahar se lund ka topa ragadne laga.

Kuch der mein wo boli: Ache se chubha na yaar (siskiyan lete hue).

Par mera lund ache se taiyaar nahi tha.

Maine use bola: Thoda ruk ke daalta hu. Tera hi to hai pagli.

Usne acha bola, aur boli: Ok.

Fir maine uski panty utari, to baal itne ghane the kya batau. Maine dono hatho se uski chut ki dono side ki palliyan thodi failayi, to wo itni chip-chipi ho rahi thi ki jiska koi hisaab nahi. Main achanak se apna muh uski chut ki taraf le gaya, to usne apne hath se meri mundi rok di.

Maine bola: Kya kar rahi hai?

To boli: Nahi yaar, acha nahi lagta.

Fir maine muh dhakke se uski chut mein laga diya aur bola: Mujhe to aayega maza.

Wo boli: Lag to nahi raha tera first time hai kameene.

To maine halke se uski chut mein kaat diya aur fir bola: Sach mein yaar, teri kasam. Porn mein dekha hai na yaar. Socha tha pata nahi kab karunga main aisa. Aaj mauka mila hai.

Usne bola: Ok, thoda jaldi kar na yaar.

To fir maine 5 minute aur uski chut chaati, aur andar tak jeebh di. Wo to pagla gayi, aur muh muh uh uh uh aaahhh aaaahhh karne lagi. Main samajh gaya ye madhosh ho gayi thi. Fir maine apna lund uske hath mein diya, aur bola-

Main: Choos le yaar.

Usne mana kar diya. Fir maine usko manaya to bhi usne nahi choosa. Ab mera laava garam ho gaya, aur maine uski chut mein lund rakha. Uska chehra dekhne laayak tha, aankhen bilkul band aur muh aadha khula hua. Maine halke se jhatka diya, to wo boli-

Aakansha: Aaahhh aaram se. Tera kaafi mota hai pagal.

Maine bola: Aakash se bhi zyada?

To boli: Haa, uska lumba hai, aur tight. Tera mota aur dheela.

Itne mein maine supara andar dala to wo boli: Aahhhh ohhhh aaram se, aaram se please.

Ye bol ke meri kamar mein hath le gayi, aur main to pagla gaya. Maine dheere-dheere andar dala, to wo tilmila uthi, aur dheere-dheere peeche jaane lagi, aur takiye tak pahunch gayi. Maine fir zor se ek jhatka diya, aur usne dono taangein apni meri jaanghon ke peeche fassa li.

Fir mujhe tight se pakad liya. Main bhi pagal ho raha tha, to maine jhatke dene start kiye. Wo pagal hue jaa rahi thi. Itne mein kuch hi jhatkon mein mera paani uski chut mein hi gir gaya. Par usne mujhe jakde rakha tha, aur bol rahi thi ki kar na please kar. But main to hilne ki haalat mein nahi tha.

Main samajh gaya tha ki uska nahi hua tha. Fir maine use hataya, aur uski chut mein 5 minute ungli kari. Ab wo bhi jhad gayi, aur fir gale lag ke so gayi. Mujhe bada ajeeb hua, aur main bhi kuch der so gaya. Fir breakfast mangaya aur khaaya dono ne.

Mera lund to uski tight chut mein jaake swarg mein jaise chale gaya tha. Socha to tha din bhar use chodunga, par lund mera bus mein hi thak chuka tha. Use bas chut ke darshan chahiye the. Fir maine socha aise to main chod nahi paunga, to kyun na medicine khaa ke aau, aur fir chodunga usko jam ke, din bhar kutiya bana ke.

Fir kya tha. Maine use bola ki main kuch der mein aata hu.

Wo boli: Yaar mat jaa na, main akele kaise rahungi?

Maine bola: Bas thoda kaam hai, nipta ke aata hu. Cigarette le aata hu.

Wo boli: Main bhi piyungi.

Maine bola: Ok, wo to piya nahi toone pagli.

To boli: Acha nahi lagta hai. Toone to pee liya na. Tabhi main peshaab karne nahi gayi, tu neeche muh daalega karke.

Maine bola: Usme kya?

To boli: Peshaab baalon mein lag jati hai karte waqt pagal tab. Thoda ruk jaa, fir jana. Mera mood ho raha hai.

Maine bola: Mera bhi ho raha hai. But fir dost chala jayega. Uske ghar walo ne paise diye hai. Deke aa jata hu.

To boli: Ok jaa, jaldi aana. Aur baahar se taala laga ke jana.

Fir main medical shop pe gaya, aur do viagra ki goli li, aur sath mein hi khaa li. Ab mujhe aadhe ghante rukna tha, kyunki Dr. ne bola tha ki karne se aadha ghante pehle khaana.

Fir main bagal mein ek park mein baitha, aur maine tab tak chudai ki ek-do kahaniyan padhi, aur mera lund kuch der mein khada hone laga tha aur tight bhi. To maine Aakansha ko call kiya aur bola-

Main: Naha liya toone.

Wo boli: Haa bas just naha ke kapde pehan rahi thi.

To maine bola: Kapde kyun pehan rahi hai fir pagal, mera laptop khol.

Usne bola: Kapde pehan lu?

Maine bola: Nahi aise hi, kamra band hai, kiska darr hai pagal?

Wo boli: Ok, kya kaam hai laptop mein? Tu kab aa raha hai?

Maine bola: Bas nikal gaya hu. 15 minute mein pahunchta hu.

To boli: Khol diya hai. Kya karna hai?

Maine bola: Pdf waale folder mein jaa.

Wo gayi aur usne khola.

To boli: Pagal hai kya tu?

Maine bola: Kyun?

To boli: Kya gandi video rakhi hai.

Maine bola: 6 number wali khol. Hum aisi position mein karenge.

Wo boli: Nahi, aise hi theek hai.

Maine bola: Tujhe meri kasam, please maza aayega na. Tu mere aane tak dekh, kapde mat pehanna. Aate hi start karenge.

Wo boli: Rehne de. Tera to time lagta hai.

Maine bola: First time aisa hi hota hai.

To boli: Ok, aa jaldi.

Maine bola: Toone khol di?

To boli: Dekh rahi hu pagal, jaldi aa.

Maine bola: Chut sehla na apni.

Wo boli: Pehle se hath wahin hai kutte.

Maine bola: Kya baat hai!

To boli: Ab itni bhayankar video hai, koi bhi josh mein aa jayega.

Maine bola: Paani mat nikaalna. Main pahunchne wala hu.

Wo boli: Tension mat le. Ek baar nikal chuka hai.

Main to josh-josh mein tight lund leke pahunch gaya aur bola: 1 minute pahunch gaya hu main darling.

Wo boli: Sachi!

Fir maine taala khola, aur taala kholte hi maine dekha ki bed mein paani gira tha halka, aur Aakansha ke geele baal uske mumme dekhte hi main lipat gaya, aur fatafat kapde utaare. Fir uske upar chadh gaya, aur lund uske hath mein diya. Wo pagal ho gayi. Fir uski chut ka paani chaat ke saaf kiya, aur jaise hi lund uski bur mein lagaya, wo boli-

Aakansha: Itna bada!

Maine bola: Height chhoti hai, ye bada hai.

Wo boli: Aaram se.

Maine bola: Video mein dekh kaise kar rahe hai.

Wo boli: Ye sab bakwaas hai. Aakash ke sath bahut dekhi hai.

Main utne mein uski chut mein lund daal ke jhatke dene laga, aur wo pehle to chillayi ahh ahh ahh. Fir kuch jhatke maarne ke baad wo bhi sath dene lag gayi, aur kuch der mein maine aur zor se jhatke diye. Kya batau usne apni kamar uthayi, aur upar ko chut utha ke jhatke maarne lagi. 2 minute mein wo jhad chuki thi. Main to full josh mein tha, aur maine chhodha nahi usko.

Wo boli: Kya ho gaya yaar? Ruk jaa, thoda saans lene de.

Fir maine bola: Ok, ab position change karenge.

Wo boli: Ok ruk jaa fir.

Fir main 5 minute ruka, aur fir uski chut aur mamme sehlane laga. Wo kuch der mein aur taiyaar ho gayi. Maine pehle uski chut chaati, aur fir use apne upar aane ko kaha, aur use bitha diya lund ke upar. Dheere-dheere usne adjust kar ke andar liya. Fir maine use hilane ko bola. Usne koshish ki, lekin ho nahi paaya. Main to josh mein tha. Maine neeche se jhatke maare, aur kuch der baad fir use ghodi banaya. Wo fir jhad gayi, but wo khoob josh mein thi.

Maine ghodi bana ke usko khoob choda. 10 minute baad main bhi jhad gaya, aur uske upar let gaya. Ab wo khush thi pehle ki apeksha, aur main bhi use kutti ki tarah chod ke. Fir main jab dost nahi hote use bula-bula ke roz chodta tha. Wo mujhse lambi thi, to khade-khade karne mein uski chut mein mera lund ghus jata tha.

Wo boli ek din: Aakash mere se thoda bada hai, to wo jab khade-khade daalta hai to uska lund fisal jata hai. Kyunki geela bahut ho jata hai. Tera aaram se ghus jata hai.

Fir kuch time baad wo samajh gayi thi ki main usse maze le raha tha khaali, aur main zyada tik nahi paata.

To usne bola: Tu medicine leke chodta hai na mujhe kameene?

Maine bola: Tujhe kaise pata.

Wo boli: Aakash ne bataya.

Maine bola use: To tu baat hi nahi kar rahi thi!

To boli: Parso call aaya tha. Maine bataya use ki maine new bf bana liya hai. To boll raha tha ki kya-kya hua, aur maine bataya.

Maine bola: Kameeni kyun bataya?

To boli: Jhooth nahi bola jata, warna tujhse bhi bol deti ki first time hai teri tarah.

Maine bola: Kya bola fir?

To boli: Bataya use ki toone hotel mein aise-aise kiya. Wo bola ki jab wo baahar gaya hoga, to pakka medicine khaa ke aaya hoga chodne wali. Maine bola maybe. Fir bola ki maza aaya ki nahi. Maine bola first time to ajeeb sa aadha adhura, but jab dobara market se aaya, to meri faad di thi usne. To bola first time to mere lund ki yaad aayi hogi? Maine bola jhooth nahi hai, yaad to aayi thi.

Fir maine bola: Aur kya pooch raha tha?

Wo boli: Size ka pooch raha tha kitna bada hai tera karke.

Main: Ohh, to kya bola fir toone?

Aakansha: Barabar bola maine.

Maine kaha: Jhooth kyun?

Wo boli: Barabar tha to bol diya, but tera mota bahut hai. Main khush hu.

Fir usne bola: Aakash ab mana kar raha tha mujhse baat karne ko.

Main khush ho gaya. Fir maine nautanki ki: Nahi yaar, aisa kaise?

Usne manaya mujhe aur boli: Please yaar.

Main bhi maan gaya. Lekin twist abhi baaki hai doston. Mere doston ne mujhe usse baat karte sun liya aur bole ki ek baar aur bula jab breakup kar hi rahi hai saali.

To maine bola: Kyun bulau? Acha to hai.

Wo bole: Hum bhi maze le lenge.

Maine bola: Pagal hai kya saale.

To bole: Tujhe pata chalega, use nahi. Pehle tu karna. Andar waale kamre mein khidki bhi nahi hai, aur andhera rehta hai. Fir tu baahar aa jana, aur hum jayenge thodi der mein.

Maine bhi haa bol diya aur Sunday ka wait karne lage. Fir Saturday ko maine call kiya Aakansha ko shaam ko, to wo kaafi der se waiting mein jaa rahi thi. Fir maine do-chaar baar aur kiya, aur main ghoomne chala gaya. Kuch der baad uska call aaya ki kya kaam tha karke, itni call kyun?

Maine bola: Aise hi, nahi kar sakta kya? Rakh deta hu.

Wo boli: Nahi-nahi, aisa nahi hai. Bas aise hi bol diya.

Maine bola: Acha koi nahi chal.

To maine bola: Kisse chal rahi thi baat?

Wo boli: Aakash se, aur kisse. Roomie ghoomne gayi hai, to time mil nahi paata thik se. Baat to abhi ki hai.

Maine bola: Itni lambi baat?

To boli: Kameene tu nahi samajhega.

Fir maine bola: Samjha de fir.

To usne bola: Rehne de.

Maine bola: Please yaar.

Wo: To theek hai, batati hu, ro mat.

Fir wo boli: Wahi baat yaar.

Maine bola: Wahi kya?

To boli: Phone sex.

Maine bola: To paani gira diya toone apna?

Wo boli: Nahi, mera nahi gira tha. But uska pehle gir gaya, aur wo so gaya.

Maine kaha: Aaja fir main gira deta hu tera.

Wo boli: Chup kutte.

Maine bola: Please yaar, aaj last baar. Bahut mann ho raha hai.

Usne mana kar diya. Fir maine request ki to maan gayi aur boli-

Aakansha: Mann to ho raha hai, but ek baar karna. Apne doston ko room se baahar kar dena, unke saamne ajeeb lagta hai.

Maine bola: Wo nahi hai yahan. Aaj tu full night ke liye aaja.

To boli: Nahi yaar, raat ko uski call aayi to?

Maine bola: Kar lena baat. Pagal main hi to hu.

To boli: Ok dekhti hu.

Fir kuch der mein uska call aaya ki: Aa rahi hu, Aakash aaj doston ke sath Saturday party karne jaa raha hai.

Fir maine doston se bola: Kutton 10 bje tak khaa pee ke chup-chaap aana, aur so jana. Main bhejunga tumhe, pehle main karke aaunga.

Fir wo aa gayi, aur hum 9 baje tak ghoome, aur khaana baahar se khaa ke aaye. Fir room mein jaake, andar waale kamre mein le jaake maine 10 bajne ka wait kiya. Uske baad usko choda maine daba ke. Fir kuch der mein wo so gayi, aur main baahar aaya, aur Umesh ko bhej diya.

Main Umesh se bola: Chup-chaap pehle bagal mein sona. Uske 10 minute baad dheere-dheere hath daalna kamar mein. Aaram se uthana usko.

Wo bola: Ok.

Fir Umesh chala gaya. Umesh ne kabhi sex nahi kiya tha, aur uska lund lagbhag 8 inch lamba hoga. Mujhe darr tha ki lund se pehchan na le Aakansha kahin. Fir kuch der baad andar se charpayi ki chak chak ki awaaz aane lagi.

Teesra banda wait karte hi reh gaya. Fir kuch der mein aur awaaz aayi. Usne Aakansha ko bhookhe sher ki tarah 3 baar choda, aur fir baahar aaya. Fir wo seedhe bed pe let gaya, aur bola-

Umesh: Use pata chal gaya bhai.

To teesre waale ka muh kutte jaisa ho gaya ki uska number nahi aayega karke.

Fir Umesh bola: Maza aa gaya yaar. Mazaak kar raha hu.

Jaa saale bola usne Harish se. Fir Harish ne condom lagaya, aur chale gaya. Harish pehle do chaar ladkiyan chod chuka tha. Jaise hi Harish andar gaya, mera bhi dobara khada ho chuka tha.

To Umesh ne bataya: Use sach mein pata chal gaya.

Maine bola: Jhooth mat bol.

To wo bola: Ye dekh number, usne hi diya hai.

Maine bola: Kaise?

To bola: Tu saale chod nahi paata usko sahi se. Mere lund ko to chhodha hi nahi usne. Poori body mein love bites alag de rakhe hai. Pagal ho gayi thi beta wo.

Maine bola: Ab mujhe aur karna tha.

Wo bola: Wo bol rahi thi ki ab Harish ka number hoga, use bhi bhej dena uske baad Deepak kutte ko bhejna.

Umesh ne maze ki baat batayi ki Aakansha ne uska lund muh mein bhi liya karke. To mujhe yakeen nahi hua. Harish aadhe ghante mein hi chod ke aa gaya, to bola-

Harish: Jaa beta, Deepak teri batti bujhne wali hai.

Meri fatt ke hath mein aa gayi, aur main baitha tha.

To Aakansha ka call aa gaya: Aa jao yaar kuch thodi na boll rahi hu main.

Main jaise-taise himmat juta ke andar gaya, aur bed mein pahuncha to Aakansha ne gale se laga liya, aur thank you bolne lag gayi. Meri samajh mein nahi aaya.

To maine bola: Sorry yaar, please.

Wo boli: Pagal hai kya? Main Umesh ke liye thanks bol rahi hu. Mard ho to aisa.

Maine bola: Uska first time tha.

To boli: Tab to maine pehli baar uska muh mein liya. Yaar raha nahi gaya. Uski khusbu hi alag thi, aur uske lund ki taseer swarg se kam nahi thi.

Maine bola: Kitni baar kiya?

To boli: 3 baar uska hua, mera to pata nahi, har do-do minute mein.

Maine bola: Itni jaldi 3 baar?

To boli: Pehli baar mein jo natural josh tha na, usse. Maine doosri baar ke liye choosa uska, aur teesri baar bhi. Main bata nahi sakti jo choda hai usne. Uske liye main poori duniya chhodh sakti hu.

Fir Umesh ki balle-balle ho gayi thi. Aakansha jab tak doon mein rahi, usse chudti rehti thi. Aakash aur Umesh ne mil ke ek do baar Aakansha ko hotel mein le-jaa ke threesome kiya tha.

Kaisi lagi aapko sacchi story doston?

Hello everyone, how are you all? Hope everyone is horny and waiting to read an erotic story to satisfy your hard dicks and wet pussies. Then you have selected the right one here. Cool, let me start then!

My name is Rohit, and Sujata is my sexy, slutty Mom who is my bitch since we started fucking. She loves to get dominated and do all the dirty things that she never did with my Dad. I, on the other hand, love to play with her MILF body and taste the pleasure of fucking my own Mom.

In the previous part you read how it took my Mom to purchase some bras. And how my friend Vikas fucked my Mom in the shop. We came home. Vikas, who took my Mom’s number, started to text Mom telling how he enjoyed her MILF body.

I started to fuck my Mom while she read all the messages from Vikas and read from there. I kept on fucking as my Mom sent the message to Vikas to call her. I was fucking Mom in a doggy position with her mangalsutra hanging and swinging.

I fucked her ass hole. I in between caught her boobs and slapped them, making the room fill with our sounds. I was kissing all over Mom’s back when Mom’s phone vibrated with the call from Vikas. I started to fuck my Mom’s ass harder, watching Vikas’s name on the phone screen.

My Mom was biting the bedsheet to control her moans. She composed herself and answered the call. “Hello,” my Mom said in a husky tone. “What are you doing, Suji,” Vikas asked.

My Mom muted the phone and looked at me. I asked her to tell him that you are sleeping beside Dad. My Mom said the same and that excited Vikas. He then asked her what she was wearing. I told her to tell me that she was in a saree. That excited Vikas more.

He started to tell her to imagine him beside her. He threw the pallu that covered her boobs away. I told her to think she was imagining what he was saying. He then said, “I would raise your saree till your waist and start licking your pussy while your husband is snoring beside you, bitch.”

I turned to my Mom and started to lick her dripping pussy. It made my Mom moan, and Vikas got more excited imagining my Mom sleeping beside my Dad and moaning at Vikas’s words. He asked her, “Are you rubbing yourself, bitch?” My Mom moaned again.

Vikas said that he would press her hard nipples with his tongue fucking her pussy deep. I did the same. I twisted my Mom’s nipples while fucking her pussy with my tongue. “Fuck me,” my Mom moaned. Vikas said, “Sure bitch I will fuck you like a slut beside your sleeping husband.”

I already pushed my dick deep into my Mom’s wet pussy and started to fuck her hard. My Mom locked her legs around my waist and moved her ass in rhythm to my strokes. I was controlling my moaning while my Mom started to moan.

“Fuck me, Vikas. I love getting fucked with your huge dick with my husband sleeping beside me.”

“Look at my useless husband who didn’t even wake up even though the whole cot is moving with each stroke. You are the real man, and you own my body and my holes. I am your slut from now, tie my mangalsutra to your dick and fuck my pussy.”

My Mom’s body shook as she said those words. She is the utmost pleasure that she has ever experienced to date. She is listening to someone telling her how he will fuck her while beside her sleeping husband. While her son is really fucking her hard.

I took the mangalsutra that was between my Mom’s boobs and tied it to my dick. I started to fuck her with her legs crossed in the air. It made her pussy tighter, and I am getting high pleasure. Vikas continued to talk, “How are feeling getting fucked by a young dick beside your useless husband?”

“This is the best fuck that I got till now in my life, Vikas. Drill my MILF holes with your huge dick, wild and rough,” my Mom screamed. I nodded my head and started to fuck her much harder. “I want to kiss you while fucking you slut,” Vikas told on the phone.

We locked our lips and smooched, making the sound audible to Vikas. Once our lips parted, my Mom moaned, “Spit in my mouth, Vikas, my mouth is opened and spit in it. Degrade me and use me like a cheap submissive bitch I am.” I caught my Mom’s cheeks.

She made an O shape with her lips, opening her mouth wide. I spit into her mouth, and she swallowed it all. I love that sluttiness in my Mom. I ate her lips while continuing to drill her pussy. My Mom squirted on my dick in pleasure. She relaxed her legs and stayed on the bed like a dead person.

I turned her onto her stomach and parted her ass cheeks. I spit on her ass hole and inserted my dick into her ass hole. Holding her both ass cheeks with my hands, I started to fuck her ass hole faster. I was reaching my orgasm, too.

Vikas, noticing the long silence, asked my Mom if she got her orgasm. My Mom, in a weak voice, said yes. Vikas, too said that he, too cum while talking to her.

I continued to fuck her ass till I exploded in her ass hole. My cum started to come out of my Mom’s ass hole. I came into a scissoring position and started to rub the cum all over both her holes with my balls. My Mom moaned slowly and started to stroke my dick.

I placed my feet on my Mom’s lips, and she opened her mouth and took my toe. She kept on licking my toe and stroked my dick. I tried to push one of my balls between her pussy lips into her pussy. But I couldn’t, so I started to lick her in the same position.

Soon we got into the 69 position, licking and sucking each other’s private parts. I started to finger her asshole while she licked my asshole. My Mom licked my dick, balls and ass hole. While I licked her pussy simultaneously till both of us came together.

We slept like that, with our cum sticking to each other as we cuddled. We slept that night nude. In the early morning, Mom took her nightie and left to go to their bedroom. There is still more to go and leave your feedback to [email protected]. Bye.

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

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

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

Pichle part mein aapne padha ki Aditya aur Veena dono hotel room mein chale gaye. Wahan un dono ke beech romance shuru ho gaya. Dono poore josh mein ek-doosre ko choos rahe the, aur dheere-dheere nange ho rahe the.

Ab Aditya upar se nanga tha, aur neeche pant pehni hui thi. Veena sirf panty mein thi. Aage ki kahani Veena ki zubani-

Fir Aditya meri taraf dekh kar muskuraya, aur usne mera ek hath pakad kar apne kandhe par rakha. Usne doosra hath meri jaanghon par peeche se rakha, aur mujhe hawa mein utha liya.

Ek baar to main darr gayi ki kahin usne mujhe gira diya to. Lekin fir mujhe uske baazuo ko taaqat par yakeen aa gaya. Ab woh mujhe bed ki taraf le gaya, aur wahan par jaake aaram se lita diya. Fir usne apni pant ki belt kholi, aur apni pant utaar di.

Ab Aditya sirf underwear mein tha. Uska khada hua lund main uske underwear mein se dekh paa rahi thi. Mujhe directly uske lund ko dekhne mein sharam aa rahi thi. To main aankh bacha kar uske lund ko dekh rahi thi.

Fir woh mere pairon ke paas aaya, aur mere pairon ko kiss kiya. Isse mere badan mein ek kapkapi si mehsoos hui. Woh dheere-dheere kiss karte hue upar aane laga, aur meri chut mein sursuri baj rahi thi.

Meri jaanghon par aake usne meri jaanghon ko chooma, aur fir chaatna shuru kar diya. Main bahut maze mein thi, aur mujhe lag raha tha ki main dobara jhad jaungi. Fir woh meri panty ke paas aaya, aur geeli panty dekh kar usne naughty andaaz mein mujhe dekha.

Maine apni aankhen sharam se fer li. Fir usne mujhe dekhte hue meri panty par chut wali jagah par apni jeebh feri. Uske aisa karne se meri gaand ne upar ki taraf apne aap ek jhatka maara. Fir usne meri panty ke elastic ko pakda, aur kheench kar neeche karne laga.

Maine bhi apni gaand uthayi, taaki woh panty utaar sake. Ab meri nangi kuwari chut uski aankhon ke saamne thi. Maine apni chut bilkul saaf rakhi hui thi. Chut se nikle paani ki wajah se chut chikni hui padi thi, aur chamak rahi thi.

Tabhi Aditya ne meri chut par apna muh laga diya. Oh my god! Maine aisa kuch socha nahi tha. Abhi usko muh lagaye kuch hi seconds hue the, ki meri uttejna ka baandh toot gaya, aur meri chut ne paani chhodh diya. Aditya ne fir bhi muh lagaye rakha, aur meri chut ka saara paani gatak gaya.

Fir woh bed ke neeche utar ke khada ho gaya, aur usne apna underwear utaar diya. Uska saamp jaisa lund fanfana kar baahar nikla. Meri nazar uske lund par hi thi. Fir usne mujhe uske lund ki taraf aane ka ishara kiya. Main uth gayi, aur ghutno par chal kar uske paas gayi.

Ab main bed par ghutno par baithi thi, aur woh neeche khada tha. Maine suna to tha friends se ki ladki ladke ka lund choosti hai, lekin ye nahi jaanti thi, ki sach mein ye karna padega. Fir maine socha jab sab kar sakti hai, to main kyun nahi.

Tabhi Aditya ne mere sar par hath rakha, aur neeche ki taraf karne laga. Main neeche jhuki, aur ab uska lund mere chehre ke saamne tha. Maine lund ko hath mein liya, aur us par kiss kiya. Fir Aditya ne kamar aage ki, aur maine jaldi se apna muh khol liya.

Ab uska lund mere muh mein tha. Shuru-shuru mein mujhe thoda ajeeb laga, lekin fir maza aane laga. Aditya dheere-dheere mere muh mein dhakke maarne laga, aur main maze se uska lund choosne lagi.

Woh ek hath mere chootadon par le gaya, aur unko dabane laga. Fir ek hath se usne mere baal pakad liye, aur zor-zor se mera muh chodne laga. Main bhi vaasna ke nashe mein sab karti gayi.

Kuch der mein jab usne lund mere muh se nikala, to woh meri thook se poora chikna ho chuka tha. Fir usne mujhe seedha litaya, aur meri taangein khol kar taangon ke beech aa gaya. Usne apne lund ko hath mein liya, aur meri chut par ragadte hue zor se dhakka maara.

Bheegi hui chut mein lund ka topa ghus gaya, aur meri cheekhein nikalni shuru ho gayi. Main jhatpatane lagi, lekin Aditya ne firse zor ka dhakka maara. Jisse uska poora lund meri chut mein chala gaya.

Meri chut se khoon nikalne laga, aur main usko lund baahar nikaalne ko bolne lagi. Lekin woh lund andar daale hue hi mere upar let gaya. Main uske wazan se dabb gayi, aur hil bhi nahi paa rahi thi.

Usne apne honth mere hontho par chipka diye, jisse meri cheekhein band ho gayi. Kuch der woh waise hi mere honth choosta raha. Fir jab mera dard thoda kam hua, to usne mere honth chhodhe, aur boobs peene laga.

Dheere-dheere mera dard kam ho gaya, aur ab meri chut lund maangne lagi. To maine neeche se kamar hilayi. Aditya samajh gaya ki ab main ready thi. Fir woh dheere-dheere lund andar-baahar karke mujhe chodne laga.

Maa kasam itna maza maine kabhi mehsoos nahin kiya tha. Kuch dhakke maarne ke baad usne apna lund baahar nikala. Fir usne tissue se meri chut aur apne lund par lage khoon ko saaf kiya. Uske baad usne dobara mujhe chodna shuru kiya.

Dheere-dheere usne apni speed badha di, aur maine apni taangein uski kamar par lapet li. Hum dono paaglon ki tarah kiss kare jaa rahe the, aur chudai kare jaa rahe the. Kuch der baad Aditya mere upar se hatt gaya, aur seedha let kar mujhe uske upar aane ko kaha.

Main jhat se uske upar aa gayi, aur uske lund ko apni chut mein leke koodne lagi. Usne apne hath mere chootadon par rakh liye, aur uchalne mein meri madad karne laga. Beech-beech mein woh mere boobs bhi daba raha tha.

Takreeban 15-minute main aise hi uske lund par uchalti rahi. Woh bhi neeche se zor-zor se dhakke maar raha tha. Fir hum dono ahh ahh karte hue ek sath hi jhad gaye. Usne apna saara maal mere andar hi nikaal diya. Ab main uske upar hi let gayi.

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

Hello readers,

I hope all of you are doing fine. I was planning to give up on this story. But the continuous emails from all of you made me get off my lazy butt and keep on writing. I plan to conclude the story within the next few parts. Enjoy the story.

*1:45 AM*

*pat*pat*pat*

The room was filled with loud noises of the skins slapping each other

Nisha: Ahh… Ahh… Ahh…

*2:30 AM*

*gwk*gwk*gwk*

Lucky: Your throat is as good as your tight pussy.

*3:50 AM*

*pat*pat*pat*

Nisha: Ahh… Ahh… Ahh… Enough… Please …let me rest a little… Ahh..

*5:00 AM*

*slurp*slurp*slurp*

I was sitting on the sofa with a glass of juice in my hand. I usually prefer fresh juice. But after working hard for the entire night, I can drink anything that can replenish some of my energy. There was a woman on her knees in between my legs. Her skin was white like milk. Her long black hair reached to her waist.

There was a light tone of red on her forehead. It was the sindoor that was spread on her forehead because of all the sweat and rough play. She was totally naked with just a black beaded thread on her neck. Her mouth was servicing my thick hard cock. It was Nisha.

The blowjob was very sloppy, which was a clear indication she did not have a lot of experience with it. But it was nothing that could be fixed with some dedication and practice. I was planning to give her a lot of these practice sessions and train her properly.

The thick white baby batter was still oozing from her wet pink pussy, which had already turned into a light shade of red. I can’t even recall the number of times Nisha had orgasms. I can bet she never knew a world of pleasure like this existed.

Now that we have finally crossed the line, the next phase is going to start soon. The phase is called guilt. Yesterday, she was high on Serotonin and Oxytocin. But now that the line has been crossed, sooner or later, the reality is going to strike her like lightning.

What would be her response the next time we will meet? Will she accept her demons or run from them?

Well, only time will tell. After the wet session of blowjob, I think I have recovered enough stamina for one more round.

Lucky: That’s enough! Get up and bend over.

She obeyed my command without any resistance. I moved behind her with my rock-hard cock in my hands. I placed the tip of my dick on her slit, grabbed a handful of her hair and with a strong thrust, I pulled her hair and pushed my rock-hard dick deep inside her pink wet swollen pussy.

After fucking Nisha so many times, her legs were wobbling like jelly. It was getting difficult for her to maintain the position. But the tiredness, with the mixture of pain and pleasure, started creating another orgasm.

As this was my last fucking of the day, I decided to go extra rough on her. The whole room was filled with the sounds of our bodies slapping each other and Nisha’s loud moans.

With each thrust, her perky breasts were shaking like crazy. Her round ass was moving like a jelly which was driving me crazy. While fucking her from behind, a naughty idea popped into my head. I slowly put the thumb of my free hand to make it wet and then gently placed it on Nisha’s throbbing asshole.

The moment I placed my thumb on her ass hole, Nisha panicked.

Nisha: Ahh… No… Nmm.. Not there. It’s dirty…

But I ignored her words and started to thrust harder and continued massaging her asshole.

Nisha was on the edge. A few more thrusts, and she would have an orgasm of her life. I synchronized my movements with her orgasm. As she was about to cum I pushed my thumb deep inside her asshole.

This sudden change of movements pushed Nisha off the edge, and she lost control of her bladder. Letting out a mixture of pussy juice and urine. With the last bit of strength, Nisha grabbed the sofa next to her. She pushed herself onto it, avoiding falling on the mess she had just made.

Nisha: Haah.. haah… haah…

Nisha was breathless… and she was about to doze off. When my stern voice reached her ears,

Lucky: Nisha… I am not done yet.

Nisha’s eyes got big like it was about to fall off. She was not sure how to respond. She was very tired.

Nisha: Please, let me rest a bit.

Lucky: Sure, you can rest.

I swear I saw a sparkle of light in her eyes when I said I would let her rest a little. But it did not stay for long, as my next set of words made her restless once again.

Lucky: Just make sure to keep your mouth open. I need to clean my dick and fuck your throat.

Without waiting for her response, I just pushed my dick deep inside her throat. The feeling of her throat wrapped around my rock-hard dick was just amazing.

*5:55 AM*

I was sitting on the sofa and tying up my shoes. Next to me, there was a naked woman. Her skin was milky white. Her hair was all messed up. The red patch of sindoor had almost faded away. There was a black beaded thread on her neck with a golden pendant. It was her mangalsutra.

Her hair, her face, her belly and her mangalsutra were covered with a thick white liquid. The white stuff was also oozing from in between her legs. She was half conscious.

I tied up my shoes and made sure I had all my belongings. I pulled my phone out and clicked a few photos before calling out to Nisha.

Lucky: I will see you later, sweety. You can rest now.

The house had an auto lock, so it was easy to walk out and lock the door. I stepped into my car, pulled out my phone, and texted Roshini,

Lucky (text): Make sure Sanjay does not leave the house before this evening and let him know you will not be able to meet up with him for the next few days. Make some excuse.

5 minutes later

*Ping*

Roshini (text): Sure, I will take care of it. How was she?

Lucky (text): Delicious!

For the next few days, I did not get any calls from Nisha. I wanted her to take her time to absorb what happened that night. I wanted her to recall how she spread her legs in front of me willingly and gave me access to her tight pink pussy.

On the other hand, Sanjay used to ping Roshini continuously. He used to ask every day if he should be coming today. Last night, he even came to the door unannounced. Luckily, Roshini and I were on a dinner date.

After a week, Sanjay finally called me.

Sanjay: Hey bro, how are you doing? I haven’t seen you in a while

Lucky: Hey Sanjay, I am doing good. Yeah, I was busy with some business stuff

Sanjay: Business?

Lucky: Yes, didn’t I mention I will be taking over my father’s business? I have already quit my job.

Sanjay: No, you haven’t

Lucky: Yeah, it may have skipped my mind. Actually, Roshini is helping me with all the extra stuff.

Sanjay: Ohh, Okay. Actually, I was just wondering if we could hang out. I mean, like you, me and Roshini.

Lucky: I do not think it will be possible. I mean, Roshini and I are going on holiday.

Sanjay: Holiday?

Lucky: Yes we are planning to go up north, into the mountains.

Sanjay: Okay. I didn’t know you guys were planning something

I was really going to take over my father’s business. My job was just for fun, so I finally decided it was about time to take over my family business.

The trip and everything was just bullshit. I knew for a fact that Sanjay just wanted to fuck Roshini. A Nisha has not reached out to me yet. I decided to set up a stage where Sanjay would serve me his hot, naked wife in a hotel room.

Lucky: Would you like to join us?

Sanjay: Yes, sure, bro. I would love to

Lucky: Okay, then let me book two more tickets

Sanjay: Two more?

Lucky: Don’t tell me you are thinking about leaving Nisha home alone.

Sanjay: Yeah… Nisha… right, so when are we leaving?

Lucky: Coming Friday, make sure to pack warm clothes. It is very cold up North, and if you do not have any, purchase some. We still have around 4 days before we leave.

Sanjay: Sure, buddy thanks

Sometimes, I wonder how much of a sex addict this guy is. Does he really enjoy fucking his best friend’s girl that much? Well, whatever the case, the good thing is that he will be bringing his wife with him.

Roshni: So, you never told me we were going on holiday.

Lucky: It was a moment of decision.

Roshni: Tell me what exactly are you planning?

Lucky: Do you really want to know?

Roshini: Yes, I do.

Lucky: Then listen to what I am planning.

To be continued.

Venkadi, after a month or two, visited my home one evening accompanied by a stranger named Hari. After initial pleasantries, Venkadi introduced his friend. He told me that he is fond of big boobs Muslim milfs

“He has a unique request,” Venkadi said. “He’s only ever wanted to be with a hijab-wearing lady, just once.”

I hesitated, explaining that it wasn’t possible. Venkadi, however, warned me that refusal might lead to unpleasant consequences. He then reminded me of my desire to see my stepmom getting rough fucked by others. I admitted that I had.

Venkadi’s friend then revealed that he had already told his friend everything about my mother, even her bra size, which he found ideal at 34C. I remained unmoved, but Venkadi persuaded me by offering me 30,000 from his bag.

I resisted, but when he showed me his collection of vibrators and handcuffs, I agreed, albeit reluctantly, with the condition that I should only watch them fucking her and even touching her. I said okay, but only after dinner.

We had our dinner, and Venkadi then instructed me to convince my mother. I did so, telling her his friend would also join us. She was shocked but didn’t have time to object as his friend grabbed her, kissed her, and removed her maxi in seconds.

He began to finger her while she was in her inner, and her initial shock soon gave way to acceptance.

We all then proceeded to the bedroom. I sat on the chair while they were in the process of stripping my mom. However, before starting he ordered her to wear the gold chain in which the locket is crafted with my father’s name.

Venkadi took off her clothes, and Hari asked him not to take off her panties, which he followed. Next, he made her stand by the window, tied her hands with tape, and covered her eyes with a blindfold. Then, Hari told her to raise her hands. Venkadi tied her hands to the window bars.

Once she was tied up, I sat and looked at her body. She has a round, soft ass. She asked them to stop, but they remained beside me until we finished our drinks. She stood there, still as a statue, as chilly winds blew against her.

Later, Venkadi stood up and asked Hari to kiss her neck. Hari then ran his fingers over her neck and kissed her there.

He moved his mouth to her earlobe, causing shivers to run through her body and making her breathe heavily. He then squeezed her neck while kissing her, and the kisses turned into bites. She grew weak in her legs and started to shake.

Venkadi then moved closer and whispered in her ear, asking if she was ready for some fun. Her throat felt parched, and she found it hard to speak. She nodded and whispered, “Yes.”

Venkadi gently caressed her breasts, and after a while, He lightly pinched her nipples. She let out a soft sigh of pleasure. He gave her a playful tap on the cheek and teasingly warned her that if she moaned again, he would do it more intensely. She smiled and willingly agreed.

He started to squeeze her nipples more firmly, and Hari now kissed her passionately. As she began to enjoy the kiss, he gently slapped her breasts. She shuddered at the sudden pain. She opened her eyes and began to breathe heavily.

He then wrapped his hand around her neck and whispered this was just the beginning. He then slowly moved his hand down and used his fingers to touch the fabric of her underwear. Venkadi was pleased to find that her panty was wet.

She was becoming aroused through some light foreplay and gentle touching of her breasts. He then gently rubbed her covered pelvic area, slowly increasing the pace. She was overwhelmed with pleasure and began to moan. He slapped her for not following his directions.

She said sorry for moaning uncontrollably, feeling ashamed of the sounds she made. Venkadi then replied assertively, “I’ll be the one in control.” He proceeded to take off her panties and instructed her to taste her arousal with her mouth.

As she began licking, she did that happily. Hari commented on her skilled tongue and eagerly looked forward to more by inserting his penis into her mouth. Venkadi put the panties in her mouth and used his finger on her. She was complete, making it easy for him to add another finger.

I want to mention that he was skilled at this, and within moments, he located her G-spot. He began to move his fingers inside her, finding her G-spot. The whole scene that was going in front of me seemed like they both were prepared for this for a long time.

As soon as his fingertip made contact with her sensitive spot, she reacted suddenly, her eyes wide open. He held her hair and applied pressure to her sensitive area.

She was moaning heavily, but her panties were in her mouth, which is why she couldn’t make any noise. She was shaking intensely. Hari was sucking on her nipples and nibbling them.

He began counting, and with each second, he rubbed her sensitive spot and pressed down firmly. Her eyes rolled back, and it seemed like she was close to climaxing.

However, after about 15-20 seconds, he stopped. She was screaming and signalling him not to stop. He then said, “I’m your master, and I know what to do and how to do it.”

Venkadi turned around, exposing her backside to me. Hari understood the situation, grabbed a belt, and handed it to him. He smiled, took the belt, pulled her hair, and said, “Now I’ll spank you 15 times, and you will be the one to count.”

She bent down, showing me her ass, and they both stood on either side of her. Venkadi took the panties out of her mouth and said, “If you can’t handle the pain, just tell me to stop.” He stepped back and asked if she was ready.

She replied, “I can’t wait any longer; I want it now.” He took the belt and delivered the first smack. Her backside was soft, and it quivered with each hit.

She let out loud sounds and counted to one. After that, with each hit, she continued to moan loudly. After 10 hits, he began to hit harder, and I was surprised that she was enjoying the intense strikes.

Venkadi and Hari were having fun with her body, and she liked the mix of pain and pleasure. After some spanking and fingering, she felt like she was about to squirt. So he tightened the grip around her neck.

Hari curved his fingers and began stimulating her G-spot quickly. Almost instantly, her eyes rolled back, and her thighs trembled. She experienced a powerful orgasm and released a lot of fluid.

Just as she seemed to lose consciousness from the intensity, Hari slapped her hard to bring her back to reality. They let her take a moment to collect herself, and she was breathing hard, her whole body shaking. She stood up, walked over to Venkadi, and hugged him tightly.

She mentioned that she had never felt anything like this before. Then Hari said he wanted to fuck her and couldn’t wait any longer.

Hari asked her to get into a doggy position. He moved to the other side of the bed, with himself in front of her. She understood what was expected and took off his pants, then kissed his cock. Meanwhile, Hari positioned himself behind her.

Before giving the first stroke, they both put on the dotted condoms. The initial thrust of Hari’s penis into her pussy was forceful and resulted in a loud, passionate moan from her.

Venkadi then grabbed her hair and pushed his member into her mouth, vigorously penetrating her oral cavity. Meanwhile, Hari was intensely penetrating her on the other side.

Faced with this dual stimulation, she desperately sought to catch her breath, futilely attempting to remove his penis from her mouth as he continued to thrust deeply.

I don’t know how hard it was for her to take a dotted blowjob. Venkadi forcefully grabbed her hair ruthlessly this time, ruthlessly dragging his erection along her throat. He took it further, completely obstructing her nose and depriving her of air.

After only five seconds, she frantically signalled him to cease, her eyes swollen and red from tears. As he finally withdrew, she was on the verge of vomiting. Seated, he pulled her face to his and asserted his dominance with a kiss on her lips.

As Hari continued thrusting from behind, the couple engaged in passionate kissing for several minutes. Suddenly, she pushed Venkadi away and let out a loud moan, her climax culminating in an extensive orgasmic release that drenched Hari’s penis.

Afterwards, Hari moved to the front and slapped and ordered to lick her sticky cum pleasure from his cock. She beamed joyfully, her radiant face expressing pure delight at every moment.

After savouring his cock with her tongue and drinking down every drop of his release, Venkadi yearned to claim her differently. Instead of penetrating her pussy, he craved to take her from behind, filling her rectum.

He asked her if she felt fatigued, to which she responded, “I will not get tired until you both fill my holes.” Then Venkadi said that he would be fucking her ass. She agreed to it, but she demanded both her holes and her mouth should be filled and fucked at the same time.

Venkadi was looking at Hari and signalled him to take out cock toy. They got up and sat on the couch, leaving her on the bed nude. He asked Hari to pour drinks for both of them.

She said that she, too, wanted to have a drink, and then Hari slapped her and told her to drink his piss. After that, Venkadi used a belt to spank her on her stomach and boobs heavily and instructed her to masturbate in front of them while they enjoyed their drinks. She replied, “Yes, my master, I will do as you say.

She began to rub her pussy herself, and they were savouring their drinks. It was quite a sight to see her pleasuring herself. She started to stimulate herself aggressively and began to moan.

She was on the verge of climaxing, and I grabbed the belt from Venkadi, spanked her thighs and asked her to stop, but she continued because she was about to reach her peak. She increased her pace.

I told Venkadi, “Now I’ll continue. You rest for a while, and in the next hour, you can take her alone.”

I told Hari to rise and deliver a firm response in the form of a slap due to her disregard for instructions. Following my request, he stood up and administered five strikes.

I, too, stood up and intervened, removing her hand from her masturbating. She pleaded to continue her actions, but I restrained her by pulling her pubic hair and suggested Hari lie down.

Subsequently, I ordered my stepmother, positioning herself on his manhood in a cowgirl position.

She mirrored his actions, lowering herself onto his lap and leaning in to share a tender kiss. I reached for the oil and gently coated my skin with it, readying myself for the next step.

With care, I guided Hari’s legs towards the edge of the bed, creating the ideal position for my intentions. It was a seamless fit, and I began to ram her from behind, taking her mercilessly.

At that moment, her cries filled the air as she pleaded for a brief respite. The intensity of the dual sensations, coupled with the firm spanking, had left her entire body flushed and visibly affected.

I couldn’t help but feel a sense of compassion for her plight, prompting us to lessen our pace. It was then that Venkadi gestured for us to rise, expressing his desire for a butt plug. He proceeded to stimulate her with a large toy cock.

He then asked me to put handcuffs on her, which I did. He also told me to remove the toy Cock, and also after removing her butt plug, he put it in her mouth. Then he told me to sit back and enjoy.

Hari engaged in sexual intercourse with her, while Venkadi had anal sex with her using a condom. He instructed me to use a sex toy in her pussy. She was expressing pleasure and excitement as she experienced this, as she was being penetrated by three different cocks.

They fucked her for another 30 minutes and slept. The time was already 3:30 in the night. I woke up maybe at 10:30, and Venkadi was still sleeping. My mom and Hari were not in the room.

There were moaning sounds coming from I knew it was Hari giving his strokes deep inside my stepmom, but they were nowhere to be seen on the 1st floor. I went down, and they were making out on the kitchen floor. He had two nipple clamps for each nipple on her.

OMG, what an erotic scene it was. She was in a cowgirl position with him. Hari turned to me and said, “Hi bro, today this bitch will not have breakfast; she will only have our spanks, cum, and she will lick my asshole clean.” (slapping her hanging boobs while talking to me)

He lifted her and came back to the hall. He made her kneel on fours on the sofa and started spooning her from behind.

This time, it was without a condom, and her moans increased to the core. To close her mouth, he stuffed his briefs in her mouth, and it went on for the whole day.

So that’s the end of Rashid’s story. If you like it, reply at [email protected], but don’t contact me for pictures or anything else.

I awoke to the soft morning light filtering through the curtains, my body still buzzing with the lingering pleasure from the night before. It had been weeks since my hands were plastered, and my time with Bua had transformed from a caring routine into a passionate affair.

Now, with Geeta’s involvement, our erotic triangle had reached new heights of pleasure.

Geeta, the maid, had become an integral part of our secret trysts. Her touch was both gentle and wild, and she had a way of making me feel desired like no one else. Each morning, she would enter my room with a warm smile, carrying a small bottle of oil. The scent of sandalwood filled the air as she approached my bed, her eyes locking with mine, full of unspoken desire.

“Good morning, Abhi,” she whispered, her voice husky with anticipation. “Time for your morning massage.”

I grinned, my cock already stirring beneath the sheets. The morning handjob had become a sacred ritual, and Geeta had perfected the art of bringing me to the brink of ecstasy without ever letting me cross that threshold. She would tease and stroke, her fingers slick with oil, making my whole body tingle with pleasure.

Geeta straddled me, her hips pressing against my hardening length. “Let’s get you ready for the day, shall we?” she purred, her hands reaching for the bottle.

As she poured the warm oil onto my chest, her fingers worked it into my skin, her touch firm yet sensual. She massaged my shoulders, easing the tension from my broken hands, and slowly worked her way down my torso, her fingers brushing against my erect nipples, making me squirm with pleasure.

“You like that, don’t you?” she teased, her breath hot against my ear.

I nodded, my voice hoarse with desire. “You know I do.”

Geeta’s hands found my throbbing cock, and she wrapped her fingers around it, stroking slowly, expertly. “Mmm, I can feel how much you enjoy this,” she murmured, her touch firm and confident.

I let out a soft moan, my hips arching off the bed. Geeta’s strokes were heavenly, each one sending waves of pleasure through my body. I could feel my balls tightening, and I knew I was close to the edge.

“Not yet,” she whispered, sensing my impending orgasm. “We don’t want you to finish too soon.”

With that, she released her grip, leaving me throbbing and desperate for release. She leaned down and kissed the tip of my cock, her tongue flicking out to taste the pre-cum that had formed.

“You taste delicious,” she said, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “But I think we should save the rest for later.”

Before I could protest, Geeta climbed off the bed, her body tantalizingly close to mine. “I’ll let you get ready for the day. We can continue this later when we’re both ready to explode.”

As she left the room, I lay there, my body throbbing with an unspent desire. I couldn’t believe how quickly Geeta had become such an integral part of my erotic life. Her touch was addictive, and I craved her attention like a drug.

After a quick shower, I made my way downstairs, my mind still reeling from the morning’s events. Bua was in the kitchen, preparing breakfast, and the scent of freshly brewed coffee filled the air.

“Good morning, Abhi,” she said, her voice warm and comforting. “Did you sleep well?”

I smiled, thinking of the night before. “Better than well, Bua. Thank you.”

She chuckled, her eyes twinkling with mischief. “I’m glad to hear that. Geeta mentioned you had a… stimulating morning.”

I felt my cheeks flush, knowing that Geeta had probably told Bua about our encounter. “She… takes good care of me,” I managed to say, my voice was low.

Bua’s smile softened. “I know she does. And I’m happy that you’re finding pleasure in these difficult times. It’s important to embrace the moments that bring us joy.”

I nodded, grateful for her understanding. Bua had always been a source of comfort and guidance, but now she was also my partner in this secret world of desire.

As we sat down for breakfast, Geeta joined us, her eyes darting between Bua and me, a knowing smile on her face. The tension in the room was palpable, and I could sense the unspoken desire that hung in the air.

“So, Abhi,” Bua began, her voice casual, “I’ve been thinking. With your hands healing, perhaps it’s time for you to consider your future. Have you given any thought to what you’d like to do after your recovery?”

I took a sip of coffee, my mind racing. “To be honest, Bua, I’ve been so caught up in… other things, I haven’t thought much about it. But I suppose I should start planning.”

Bua’s eyes sparkled with a mixture of pride and mischief. “Well, if you ever need any… assistance with your planning, you know where to find me.”

I felt my cock stir at her words, remembering the countless times she had brought me to the brink of ecstasy. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I said, my voice steady.

As we finished breakfast, Geeta cleared the table, her movements graceful and sensual. I caught her eye, and she winked, a silent promise of more pleasure to come.

Later that day, as the sun began its descent, I found myself alone with Bua in the living room. Geeta had gone out to run some errands, leaving us with a rare moment of privacy.

“Abhi,” Bua began, her voice soft, “I wanted to talk to you about something important.”

I turned to face her, my heart racing. Bua’s expression was serious, but there was a hint of desire in her eyes.

“I know we’ve shared some incredible moments,” she continued, “and I want you to know that I cherish every second of it. But I also want you to understand the consequences of our actions.”

I swallowed, my throat dry. “Consequences?”

Bua nodded, her hand reaching out to caress my cheek. “You see, Abhi, I’m not on any birth control, and with our… frequent encounters, there’s a chance I might become pregnant.”

My breath caught in my throat. The thought of Bua carrying my child was both thrilling and terrifying. “I… I hadn’t thought of that,” I stammered.

Bua’s eyes softened. “I know, and I understand if you’re not ready for that responsibility. But I wanted to be honest with you, to make sure you’re aware of the possibilities.”

I felt a surge of desire mixed with a sense of duty. “Bua, I… I want to be there for you, no matter what. If… if you do become pregnant, I’ll support you however I can.”

She smiled, her eyes glistening with tears. “Thank you, Abhi. That means more to me than you know. And I want you to know, if it happens, I’ll tell everyone it’s my husband’s child, and won’t let this affect your life or your future.”

I felt a wave of relief wash over me, mixed with a hint of disappointment. I wanted to be a part of my child’s life. But I understood the societal norms and the potential scandal.

“I understand, Bua,” I said, taking her hand in mine. “And I appreciate your honesty. I’ll always be here for you, no matter what.”

As we embraced, our bodies pressed together, I could feel her heart racing against mine. The desire between us was palpable, and I knew we couldn’t resist each other for long.

“I think it’s time we celebrated our… special bond,” Bua whispered, her breath hot against my ear.

With that, she led me upstairs, her hand guiding me to her bedroom. The door closed behind us, sealing us in a world of our own creation.

Bua’s hands moved to my shirt, unbuttoning it slowly, her fingers trailing along my skin, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. “I want to feel you,” she murmured, her lips brushing against my neck.

I shivered, my cock straining against my pants. Bua’s touch was electric, and I wanted nothing more than to lose myself in her.

She pushed my shirt off my shoulders, her hands roaming freely over my chest, her thumbs grazing my nipples, making me gasp. “You’re so beautiful, Abhi,” she whispered, her breath hot against my skin.

I reached for her, my hands trembling as I untied the strings of her blouse, revealing her soft, dusky skin. Her breasts, full and heavy, spilled out of her bra, her nipples already hard and beckoning.

“Let me taste you,” I begged, my mouth watering at the sight of her.

Bua smiled, a mischievous glint in her eye. “Oh, I think that can be arranged.”

She guided me down, her hands on my shoulders, until I was kneeling before her. I took a nipple into my mouth, suckling gently, my tongue flicking across the sensitive peak. Bua’s hands tangled in my hair, her moans filling the room as I lavished attention on her breasts.

“Abhi, please,” she pleaded, her voice thick with desire. “I need you inside me.”

I stood, my hands shaking as I unbuckled my belt, freeing my aching cock. Bua’s eyes widened at the sight of me, her mouth opening in a silent plea.

I moved towards her, my hands on her hips, lifting her onto the bed. She spread her legs, her pussy glistening with desire, and I positioned myself at her entrance.

“Please, fill me,” she whispered, her hands guiding me inside her.

I thrust forward, feeling her warmth envelop me, her pussy gripping my cock like a velvet vise. Bua arched her back, her hands clutching the sheets as I began to move, our bodies finding a rhythm, each thrust sending sparks of pleasure through us.

“Oh, Abhi,” she moaned, her eyes rolling back in ecstasy. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

I leaned down, my lips finding hers, our tongues dancing as we fucked, our bodies moving as one. Bua’s hands roamed my back, her nails digging into my skin as she urged me on, her pussy tightening around me with each thrust.

“I’m close,” she gasped, her breath coming in short pants. “Cum with me, Abhi. Fill me with your love.”

Her words sent me over the edge, and I pounded into her, my cock throbbing as I felt my release building. Bua’s pussy clenched around me, her orgasm claiming her, and I let out a guttural cry as I emptied myself into her, my cum filling her depths.

We collapsed, our bodies slick with sweat, our hearts pounding in unison. Bua smiled, her eyes filled with love and desire.

“I love you, Abhi,” she whispered, her fingers tracing my cheek. “And I’ll always cherish these moments, no matter what the future holds.”

I held her close, my heart overflowing with emotion. “I love you too, Bua. And I’ll always be here for you and our little secret.”

As the sun set, casting the room in a warm glow, we lay entwined, our bodies satisfied and our hearts full. The future was uncertain, but at that moment, we were content to exist in our erotic paradise, where love and desire intertwined, creating a bond that would forever change our lives.

Hello Readers: Main aap sab ki pyari Sara Ansari. Aur main 24 saal ki hu. Mere body measurement to ab sab ko yaad hi hoga for bhi ek baar bata deti hu 36-30-38.

Thank you so much sabko meri kahaaniya padhne ke liye aur itne saare feedback dene ke liye. Aap sab apna pyaar aise hi banaye rakhna aur main bhi meri life ki mazedar chudai aapko kisse ke jariye batati rahungi.

Sab ko pata ki meri college main meri randi hone ki pehchan ho chuki hai aur freshers party ke baad mera charche har jagah pe the. Sab pata hota tha ke main kitno ke lund chus chuki thi. Fir to sab itne free hone lage ki mujhe kahi pe bhi touch karke chale jate.

Lekin mujhe koi dikkat nahi thi use, main to ab popular ho gayi thi. Iss wajah se paise bhi bahut rehte the mere paas. Tab hi ek senior girl main mujhe 5,000 offer kiye uske aur uske boyfriend ke sath chudai karne ke liye. Fir 10,000 main final hui meri deal.

Lekin unki sharat thi ki main sab kuch karungi aur woh baat kisi ko pata ki ahi chalni chahiye. Main excite thi, kyuki uss din se pehle kabhi kisi couple ke sath experience nahi kiya tha. Aur of course maine apni roommate Kavya to bata diya, aakhir uski kutiya jo thi.

Lekin woh kisi ke sath share nahi karti thi. Jaisi deal thi maine bataye hue address pe Saturday to sham ko pahuch gayi. Vinita aur Nitin pehle se hi the. Vinita college ki sweet decent girl thi aur bahut hi khoobsurat, uski figure 32-28-34 hongi karib.

Nitin bhi handsome aur good looking tha, 6 feey height ke sath achi body bhi thi. Humne kuch der baate ki, jaise hum free ho jaye. Unhone yeh bhi bataya ki unko new sexual experiment karna pasand hai.

Vinita: Sara, yeh baat hum tino ke bich main hi rehni chahiye.

Main: Chill, main kisi ko nahi bataungi. Waise bhi koi mere sath baate karne main time waste nahi karta (tino hasne lage).

Nitin: Humne bahut si bate suni hai tumhare bare mein.

Main: I hope, jyada tar gandi baate hi hogi.

Nitin: Ha, bahut sari gandi baate. (haste hue)

Vinita: Aur isliye humne tumko chose kiya.

Main: Achha, how lucky I’m (smile karte hue)

Vinita: Mujhe bahut time se girl ke sath romance karna tha aur Nitin ko 2 girls ke sath.

Nitin: Lekin hum thoda dirty karte hai.

Main: (haste hue) Mere liye ab kuch dirty bacha hi nahi.

Vinita: Sara, tum sure hona, fir mana to nahi karogi na!

Main: Vinita agar mana kiya to mujhe payment mat dena.

Vinita: Aisa kuch nahi bas confirm karna hai hume, tum ready ho ya nahi?

Main: Ready hu iss liye to aayi hu, ab bas bate hi karoge ya mere sath kuch karoge bhi tum dono.

Vinita haste hue mujhe uske karib kichti hai lekin sochne lagti hi mujhe kiss karne sare pehne. Iss liye maine use kiss kart diya aur usko utha main meri godd main bitha diya. Dusri aur Nitin hum dono ko dekh ke excite hone laga.

Main Vinita ke muh main apni zuban daal ke usko kiss kar rahi thi aur ab uski bhi maza aane laga tha. Main apne hath ko uski gaand pe ghuma ke jor se thappad laga rahi thi.

Kuch der baad Vinita main mere muh main uski zuban dal do aur main use chusne lagi. Fir woh mere lips ko bite karke mere muh main thuk deti hai. Main smile ke sath nigal jati hu.

Vinita: Huh, humne sahi suna tha tere bare main.

Main: Mujhe bhi batao kya bate ho rahi hai mere bare main.

Vinita: Tere jaise ghatiya randi koi nahi campus main.

Main sarma gayi lekin woh mere baal khich ke firse kiss kar ne lagti hai. Aur main apne hath uski shorts main daal deti hi hu lekin usme rok diya mujhe.

Vinita: Randi tu hai yaha, nangi bhi tu hi hogi.

Aur fir mujhe khadi karke mere sare kapde nikal Kiya, sirf panty rehne di. Fir Vinita, Nitin ko bhi bulati hai aur dono ek dusre ko kiss karte hai. Dono bari bari mujhe bhi kiss karte hai aur mere boobs ko masal ke usko thappad lagate hai.

Fir dono mere boobs ko chus ke unka romance shuru karte hai. Yeh sab meri chut ki geeli kar rahi thi, jo mere panty se dikh raha tha. Un dono bhi notice kar liye. Tab hi Nitin beth ke meri panty ko smell karta hai aur uski chaat na shuru karta hai aur Vinita mere boobs ko chus ke masal rahi thi.

Vinita: Nitin, yeh Rand to geeli ho gayi lekin ab humne tujhe garam karna chahiye.

Nitin: Jaisa tum kaho darling.

Fir woh pant nikal ke couch pe beth gaya aur Vinita uski undies ko smell karke usko chaat rahi thi. Woh thoda surprise tha kyuki Vinita bahut innocent lagti thi college main. Fir main bhi time waste liye bina use join kar diya.

Hum dono uski undies ko chaate hue kiss kar rahe the. Fir umne uski undies nikal di aur uska lund abhi bhi soft hi tha. Is liye main hath se Hilla ne lagi muh main lene se pehle.

Lekin Vinita main mujhe rok diya aur bola to muh main leke chusna shuru kar do. Main soft lund ki chusne lagi lolipop ki tarah. Aur woh uske balls ko sehla rahi thi. Ab main lund ki mere muh main hard hote hue feel kar rahi thi.

Usi ke sath hi Nitin main mere sar ko pakad liya jor se. Main bhi Vinita ke sath balls ko sehla main lagti. Tab tak uska lund mere gale tak pahuch gaya tha aur main nikalne ke koshish kar rahi thi lekin Nitin ne aur jor se badaya.

Lund mere gale main jata hua main feel karne lagi, uski ke sath meri saanse bhi stop ho gayi. Kuch der baad usne lund nikala aur main tezzi se saanse lene lagi, Tab hi piche se Vinita main mere sar ko pakad ke Nitin main lund main push kar diya.

Ab mere muh ki chudai shuru kar di aur pura lund mere muh jaa raha tha. Vinita mere nose bhi bandh kar deti thi. Kuch der baad mere muh se lund nikal diya aur woh pura mere thuk se cover ho chuka tha. Vinita mujhe kiss karte hai aur fir lund ko muh main.

Lekin woh pura lund nahi pe payi. Maine bhi bahut push kiya lekin nahi hua. Aur fir main uske balls chusne lagi. Tab bhi Vinita main lund nikala aur floor pe thuk diya aur aisa 2-3 baar kiya.

Main: Vinita, yeh kyu thuk diya?

Vinita: Mujhe nahi pasand yeh sab.

Main soche bina floor se sab chaat liya aur Vinita ko kiss karte hue uske muh main transfer kar diya kiss karte hue. Tab hi Nitin hum dono ke lips ke bich main uska lund daal se maze lene lagta hai. Aur main firse uske lund ko chusne lagi.

Vinita, Nitin ki gaand main muh daal ke chhed ko chaat ne lagi. Kuch der baar Nitin ne mere muh cum nikal diya. Lekin maine cum ko uski gaand pe thuka. Vinita ke baal khich ke uska muh Nitin ki gaand pe ragad ke cum se cover kar diya.

Isse pehle woh kuch react kare main use muh ko chaat se sab kuch clean kar diya.

Main: (Haste hue) Vinita, I know you like it.

Vinita: Sali kutti, abhi tujhe teri aukat yaad dilati hi.

Fir woh mere baal padak ke mere muh Nitin ki gaand main ragad ne lagi. Meri gaand pe jor se thappad maar main lagti hai. Main bhi gaand ke chhed mein apni zuban daal ke chaat rahi thi.

Vinita bhi mujhe join karti hai aur hum dono kiss karte hue wahi makeout karne lagte hai. Fir woh mujhe bed pe le jati hai aur waha khud ke kapade nikal ke bed pe let jati hai. Main bhi uske body kiss karte hue uski chut ko ragad ne lagti hu.

Fir main aur Nitin dono milke uske boobs ko chus ne lage. Maine uski chut ko bhi kiss kar achhe chaati. Woh mere muh pe beth gayi taki main usko gaand ke chaat ke maza le saku.

Fir dono main milke meri panty nikal ke meri chut ko chatne lage. Main bahut hi garam hi chuki thi lekin kyuki dono milke mere chut main ungliya kar rahe the.

Vinita: Ab mujhe aur rand ko akele chhod do.

Nitin corner mein chair pe beth gaya aur ab sirf main aur Vinita the bed pe. Mujhe pata tha pehle Vinita mere jism ke sath khelegi for Nitin. Vinita mujhe kiss karte hue meri chut pe jor se thappad lagane lagi. Meri chut aur bhi jyada geeli hone lagi.

Fir woh meri chut ko apni zuban se chaat leti hai. Woh pehli baat chut ko chaat rahi thi lekin for bhi thodi hi der main mere chut ka pani nikal diya. Ab meri bari thi. Main uski gaand ko chaat ke usme apni zuban dal rahi thi.

Chut mein apni do ungliya daal rahi thi. Kuch der baad uski chut main zuban daal ke chus rahi thi jab tak paani na nikal gaye. Aise hi hum dono ek dusre ki chut aur gaand chaat ke khub maze kar rahe the aur bhool hi gaye the Nitin bhi wahi pe hai.

Nitin: Baby, ab mujhe bhi mauka do na.

Vinita: Ha pata, tujhe iss randi ki gaand marni hai.

Yeh sunn ke ne excite ho gayi aur apni gaand ko hillate hue spread karne lagi.

Vinita: Dekh kutti kitni tadap rahi hai.

Gaand pe thappad lagate hue mujhe kiss karti hai. Nitin meri gaand main bina ruke uska lund daal deta hai. Use main chillane lagti hu, lekin Vinita mere muh ko uske chut pe push kar ke bada deti hai.

Ek-do jhatke ke baad uska pura lund meri gaand main tha aur meri chudayi tezzi se shuru karta hai. Aur dusri aur main Vinita ki chut main apni zuban daal ke chilla rahi thi. Thodi der baad Vinita uska lund meri gaand se nikal ke chusne lagti hai.

Firse meri gaand mein daal deti hai. Ab meri gaand ka chhed bahut hi loose ho gaya tha ke lund ke sath Vinita uski 2 ungliya bhi daal deti hai. Aur mujhe bahut hi maza aa raha tha.

Tab hi woh meri gaand main cum nikal deta hai. Tab hi mujhe idea aata hai aur main Vinita ke baal khich ke meri gaand chatvati hu aur uske muh main sara cum nikal deti hu. Use pehle woh kuch kare main uske muh aur nose ko pinch karke nigalne ko majbur karti hu.

Aakhir woh nigal gayi aur hum dono kiss karte hai. Aur kuch der rest karte hai, Vinita ne panty pehan liya tha lekin main nangi hi thi.

Vinita: Sara, meri ek wish hai ki kisi girl ke sath shower!

Main: Itni si baat, waise bhi yahi sab karne ko to paise leti hu tum sab se (haste hue)

Vinita mujhe shower main ke jati hai aur hum dono kiss karne lagte hai nahte hue.

Main: Vinita, aur bhi koi wish hai to mere pe aazma le, aisa mauka baar baar nahi milta.

Vinita: Hai, lekin tum shayad mana karogi.

Main: Arre Vini, bola tha na mana kiya to no payment.

Vinita: (Darte hue) Actually mujhe kisi ko golden shower dena hai, lekin Nitin ko nahi pasand.

Main: Matlab?

Vinita: Arre baba, kisi ko apne mutt se nehlana hai.

Main yeh sunte hi hasne lagi lekin agle hi pal apne knees pe beth gayi aur mujhe khol ke wait karne lagi.

Vinita: Are you sure?

Main: Yes, yeh mera first time nahi hai aur aise hi randi nahi kehte mujhe.

Main uski panty nikalti hu aur uski aankhon main dekhne lagti hu. Woh bhi shower off karke mere muh main uski chut rakh ke mutna shuru karti hai. Main jitna ho sakhe uska pee leti hu aur baki se apne jism pe ragad se achhe se shower leti hu.

Main uski panty bhi mut se geeli karke apni muh main rakh deti hu. Vinita mut khatam karte hi mujhe kiss Kari hai. Mere sath uski panty bhi chusti hai.

Vinita: Sara, you’re awesome, thank you.

Fir hum dono shower main ek dusre ki body ko achhe se soap se clear karte hue makeout karte hai. Uske baad Nitin bhi humne join karta hai lekin woh sab next part main bataungi.

This is another erotic fuck story of my life. Hope you enjoy reading it. If you like the story or have any comments, do let main know. My secret email is [email protected].

The air was thick with tension as the monthly competition results were about to be unveiled. I stood by the water cooler, my eyes scanning the office until they landed on her. Smita, a vision in a crisp white blouse and pencil skirt, was leaning against the wall, her eyes holding a familiar challenge.

“Well, Jim, are you ready for another defeat?” Smita’s voice carried a hint of amusement. “Or do you still believe you have a chance at winning this time?”

I straightened my posture, feigning confidence. “Oh, Smita, my dear friend. This time, I assure you, the outcome will be different. I will taste victory.”

She laughed a musical sound that echoed through the quiet office. “Victory? You? That’s rich, Jim. You should know better by now. I always win, and you… you’re just not in my league.”

“We’ll see about that. This month, I have a strategy that will guarantee my success. And when I win, Smita, you and I will have a little… celebration.”

Smita’s eyes narrowed, her lips curving into a mischievous smile. “A celebration, hmm? And what would this celebration entail, Jim?”

I took a step closer, lowering my voice. “Let’s just say I have a special reward in mind for the winner. Something that will make the victory even sweeter.”

“Oh, do tell, Jim. I’m all ears.” Her voice dripped with sarcasm.

“The winner gets to claim a… kiss from the loser. A small token of their triumph.”

Smita’s laughter filled the room, causing a few heads to turn. “A kiss? Is that all? Jim, you’re so predictable. But fine, I accept your little bet. And when I win, I’ll enjoy that kiss, knowing it’s from a sore loser.”

“We’ll see about that, Smita. We’ll see.” I walked away, leaving her smirking, unaware of the surprise fate had in store.

The office buzzed with anticipation as the results were announced. I held my breath, my heart pounding.

“And the winner is… Jim!”

Smita’s eyes widened in disbelief. I couldn’t help but grin, savouring my victory.
“Well, well, Smita. Looks like I won. And now, I believe, I’m entitled to my reward.” I approached her, my heart racing.

She stood there, stunned, her lips parting slightly. “But you can’t be serious.”

“Oh, but I am. Come on, Smita. It was just a bet. A kiss, that’s all.” I leaned closer, my eyes locking with hers.

She hesitated, then, with a resigned sigh, she whispered, “Fine. But let’s do this during lunch, away from prying eyes.”

“Agreed.” I smiled, my heart pounding with anticipation.

In the dimly lit basement, away from the prying eyes of our colleagues, Smita and I stood face to face. The air crackled with unspoken desire. “So, Jim, here we are.” Smita’s voice was soft, almost breathless. “Are you sure about this?”

I nodded, my eyes never leaving hers. “Yes. This is what we agreed upon. And I intend to collect my prize.”

She took a step closer, her scent enveloping me. “Then, take it.” Our lips met, and the kiss was electric. Smita’s lips were soft and warm, and she tasted of peppermint. I pulled her closer, my hands on her waist, and she responded with a hunger that matched my own.

As the kiss deepened, I felt her hand on my belt, unbuckling it with practised ease. My breath caught as she unzipped my pants, her hand sliding inside.
“Oh, Jim…” she moaned against my mouth, her fingers wrapping around my hardness.

I groaned, my desire spiralling out of control. “Smita, you’re incredible.”

She laughed softly, her breath hot on my neck. “This is just the beginning, Jim. I have so much more to offer.”

I pulled her hand away, taking a step back. “Not here, Smita. After work, my place. We can take our time.”

She bit her lower lip, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, Jim, you’re such a tease. But I like it. I’ll see you after work, then.”

As the day drew to a close, I waited for Smita in my apartment, the air heavy with anticipation. The sound of her heels clicking on the hardwood floor announced her arrival.

“Jim, darling, I’m here.” Smita’s voice floated through the air, followed by her silhouette in the doorway.

“Welcome,” I said, my voice hoarse. “Drink?”

“Yes, please.” She sauntered in, her hips swaying. I poured two glasses of wine and handed her one.

“To us,” I said, clinking my glass against hers.

“To victory and pleasure,” she added, her eyes gleaming.

We sipped our drinks, the silence thick with unspoken desire. Smita placed her glass on the table and sat on my lap, her legs straddling my waist.

“Mmm, Jim, you feel good,” she purred, her lips finding mine.

Our kiss was hungry, our tongues dancing. I ran my hands up her thighs beneath her skirt. She moaned, her fingers threading through my hair. “Bedroom,” I managed to say between kisses. She giggled, a playful sound. “Oh, yes, let’s get more comfortable.”

In my bedroom, we undressed each other, our movements urgent yet filled with anticipation. Smita’s black lace bra and blue satin panties accentuated her curves, and my breath caught at the sight.

“You’re stunning, Smita,” I whispered, my eyes roaming her body. She smiled, a sultry expression on her face. “All for you, Jim. I want to make this night unforgettable.”

I gently pushed her onto the bed, my lips trailing down her neck, pausing at the valley between her breasts. Her skin tasted of desire, and she arched into me, her hands gripping the sheets.

“Oh, yes, Jim,” she moaned, her head tossing from side to side.

I unhooked her bra, revealing her full breasts. I took a nipple into my mouth, sucking gently. Smita’s back arched off the bed, her hands grasping my hair.

“Ahh… Jim, yes!” she cried out, her body trembling.

My lips travelled down her flat stomach, pausing at her navel before reaching the waistband of her panties. I kissed her through the silk, and she squirmed, her breath coming in short gasps.

“Jim, please…” she pleaded, her hands on my head.

I pulled her panties to the side, exposing her glistening folds. “You’re so wet, Smita,” I whispered, my breath hot against her.

“Yes, all for you,” she moaned, her hips lifting off the bed.

I licked her slowly, savouring her taste, and she cried out, her body bucking against my mouth. I teased her clit with my tongue, and she exploded, her cries filling the room.

“Oh, Jim!” she screamed, her body trembling.

I moved up her body, my lips finding hers, sharing her taste. She kissed me fiercely, her hands pulling me closer.

“I want you inside me, Jim,” she whispered, her fingers tracing my length.
I positioned myself between her thighs, my hardness pressing against her entrance. “Are you sure, Smita?”

“Yes, now, Jim, please!” she begged, her eyes wild with desire. I thrust into her, filling her in one smooth motion. Smita cried out, her body adjusting to my size.
“Ahh… yes, Jim, yes!” she moaned, her nails digging into my back.

I began to move, my strokes slow and deep. Smita’s body rose to meet mine, her hips moving in perfect rhythm. “Oh, yes, Jim, faster…” she panted, her breath coming in short gasps.

I obliged, my pace quickening, my body slamming into hers. Smita’s cries filled the room, her pleasure evident. “Yes, yes, YES!” she screamed, her body tensing around me. I felt her climax building, her walls tightening around me.

With one final thrust, I surrendered to my own release, my body shaking.

“Jim!” she cried out, her voice raw.

“Smita!” I groaned, my body collapsing onto hers.

We lay there, entangled in each other, our hearts racing. Smita’s fingers traced patterns on my back, her breath slowly returning to normal.

“That was…” she began, her voice soft.

“Incredible,” I finished, rolling onto my back.

She giggled a satisfied sound. “I’ve never felt so… alive.”

I propped myself on my elbow, looking down at her beautiful face. “You’re incredible, Smita. And I’m not just talking about the kiss.”

She blushed, a rare sight. “You’re not so bad yourself, Jim. I’ve wanted this for a while.”

“Really? I had no idea.” I feigned surprise.

“Oh, Jim, you know how to make a girl feel special.” She smiled, her eyes sparkling.

“And I’m not done yet,” I whispered, my lips finding hers.

As the afternoon sun bathed my bedroom in a warm glow, we lay naked, our bodies intertwined. Smita’s head rested on my chest, her fingers drawing patterns on my skin.

“Jim, I should probably get back,” she said, her voice laced with reluctance.

“Stay,” I whispered, kissing her forehead. “We can order dinner, make a night of it.”

She smiled, a mischievous glint in her eyes. “Oh, Jim, you’re a temptress. But I can’t. I have to get home before my boyfriend starts wondering.”

“Your boyfriend?” I feigned ignorance.

“Yes, my dear boyfriend. The one I’m cheating on,” she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

I laughed, a deep rumble in my chest. “Oh, Smita, you’re a wild one. But I won’t judge. I’m just glad you chose me for this sex adventure.”

“I did, didn’t I?” she purred, her hand trailing down my chest. “And I have no regrets.”

I pulled her close, my lips finding hers. “Neither do I, Smita. Neither do I.”

As the sun began its descent, we made love again, our passion reignited. Smita rode me with abandon, her moans filling the room. I held her hips, guiding her movements, our bodies moving as one.

“Oh, Jim, yes, yes!” she cried out, her body trembling.

I thrust up to meet her, my hands squeezing her full breasts. “You’re incredible, Smita. So beautiful.”
She collapsed onto my chest, her breath ragged. “You’re the incredible one, Jim. I’ve never felt this way before.”

I kissed her forehead, my heart filled with a strange mix of emotions. “Stay the night, Smita. Let’s forget about everything else.”

She looked into my eyes, her expression intense. “I wish I could, Jim. But I can’t. Not yet. I have to go back to my life, at least for now.”

“I understand,” I said, my voice heavy with unspoken feelings.

Smita dressed, her movements graceful, and I watched, feeling a pang of longing. “I’ll see you at work, Jim. And remember, this isn’t over,” she said, her voice low.

“It’s never over, Smita. Not for us,” I replied, my eyes holding hers. She blew me a kiss and left, her scent lingering in the air. I lay there, my mind racing, wondering what the future held for us.

The following days at work were filled with stolen glances and secret smiles. Smita and I had shared something special, and it showed in our interactions.

“Jim, that report was brilliant,” she whispered during a team meeting, her eyes sparkling.

“Thank you, Smita. Your input was invaluable,” I replied, my voice low. Our colleagues noticed, their curious glances following us. But we didn’t care. We had our secret, and it bound us together.

“Lunch, Jim?” Smita asked one day, her voice laced with invitation.

“I thought you’d never ask,” I replied, my heart racing.

We sneaked away to the basement, our haven, and kissed with abandon. Our hands roamed, our desire building.

“Jim, I want you again,” she whispered, her breath hot on my neck.

“Smita, I’m yours,” I replied, my voice hoarse.

We made plans to meet after work, our anticipation growing with each passing hour.

That evening, in my apartment, we devoured each other with a hunger that had only intensified. Smita’s lips were like fire on my skin, her touch electric. “Oh, Jim, I’ve missed this,” she moaned, her hands tugging at my shirt.

“As have I, Smita,” I groaned, my hands cupping her breasts.

We made love with a feverish passion, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. Smita’s cries filled the room as I thrust into her, our pleasure building to a crescendo.

“Jim, I love the way you make me feel,” she whispered, her body trembling.

“And I love making you feel that way, Smita,” I replied, my voice thick with emotion.

We lay in each other’s arms, our hearts beating as one. Smita’s head rested on my chest, her fingers tracing circles on my skin. “Jim, I can’t keep doing this,” she said, her voice filled with conflict.

“Doing what, Smita? Loving me? Because I can’t stop,” I whispered, my heart aching. She looked up at me, her eyes filled with tears. “No, Jim, I mean, I can’t keep cheating. It’s not fair to my boyfriend or us.”

I held her close, my heart breaking. “I know, Smita. I understand. But I can’t let you go.”

“We’ll find a way, Jim. We have to. I won’t lose you,” she said, her voice determined. I kissed her, pouring all my love into it. “We’ll find a way, Smita. Together.”

The days turned into weeks, and our love deepened. Smita and I navigated the complexities of our situation, stealing moments of passion and planning a future.

“Jim, I’ve made a decision,” Smita said one evening, her eyes shining with determination.

“What is it, my love?” I asked, my heart racing.

“I’m leaving him, Jim. I can’t live a lie anymore. I want to be with you, build a life with you,” she declared, her voice steady.

I pulled her close, my heart overflowing with joy. “Oh, Smita, I love you. I’ll support you every step of the way.”

She smiled, her eyes brimming with tears. “I love you too, Jim. And I can’t wait to start our life together.”

We made plans, dreaming of a future where we could be together without secrets or lies. “One day, Jim, we’ll look back at this and laugh,” she said, her voice filled with hope.

“Yes, my love. We’ll have our happy ending,” I replied, kissing her softly.

Smita confronted her boyfriend, her heart pounding with determination. I waited. My love and support for her was unwavering.

“I’m leaving you, Raj. I’ve found someone else, and I want a divorce,” she said, her voice steady.

Raj’s face turned red with anger. “You’re making a mistake, Smita! You’ll regret this!”

“No, Raj, I won’t. I’ve made my choice, and it’s Jim,” she replied, her voice strong.

They argued, their voices rising, but Smita stood her ground. In the end, Raj stormed out, leaving Smita shaken but resolute.

“It’s over, Jim,” she said, her voice breaking. “I’m free.”

I held her, my love and protection enveloping her. “We’re free, my love. And we have a lifetime to make up for lost time.”

As the sun set on a new chapter of our lives, Smita and I stood on my balcony, our arms wrapped around each other.

“Jim, I can’t believe we’re finally here,” she said, her voice filled with wonder.

“We made it, Smita. Together. And this is just the beginning,” I whispered, kissing her temple.

We stayed there, watching the sky transform into a canvas of vibrant colours, a symbol of the new life we were about to embark upon.

“I love you, Jim,” she whispered, her eyes shining with unshed tears.

“And I love you, Smita. Forever and always,” I replied, my heart overflowing with joy.

Our journey had been filled with passion, secrets, and challenges. But now, as we stood together, a new beginning awaited. A beginning where love and honesty would reign, and the past would be a distant memory.

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