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After the incident at the club, I left while he was asleep. I felt deep regret as to what happened. It shouldn’t have happened. I was confused as to what to do next. I came to his club in Karnataka to meet him. But I didn’t plan for this to happen. I took the next sleeper bus back to Tamil Nadu.

While on the bus, scenes of him on me kept repeating. A feeling of regret overwhelmed me. I created a mess, and there is no undo button for this. As I was heading closer to home, the gravity of my mistake became clearer. I was confused about my intellect.

It hurt more because I enjoyed what happened. I cried softly as I was feeling confused, my self-esteem ruined. “I am a good girl and have good family values,” I consoled myself. At this point, my hatred for Radhakrishnan has rekindled. He cheated on my mom. He never cared for his daughter.

Now, he did this to me, and I allowed it. As soon as I returned to my dorm, I shut my door. I showered thoroughly, getting rid of him completely. I put on a loose top pyjamas. I took an I-pill, which I bought on my way back, and gobbled them with water. I felt dirty. I decided never to contact him again.

The next few days, the feeling of regret kept bugging me. But I kept busy with my studies, dance practice, friends, and routine. Surprisingly, he never called or got in touch, which was a huge relief. I was getting back to my old normal life. I was glad.

A couple of months passed by. I decided to use my time by starting to post reels of myself dancing or talking about makeup, diet tips, or workout tips for girls. I was thrilled by the likes and comments I was getting. Obviously, I knew my cute face and perfect sensual frame played their part.

With time, I became a social media influencer. Girls often messaged me, asking me how I maintain my figure, asking me beauty tips, etc. Not to mention the pile of love proposals I got from guys. It was nearly frustrating.

I was in my room, practising some dance moves. I had been practising for hours now. My top was soaked with sweat. My hair was messy. I looked at myself in the mirror. “You look so hot,” I giggled to myself. I took a selfie and posted it. Within minutes, the post fired up.

I was so impressed with myself. A pic of myself with no makeup or accessories getting wild mileage was impressive. “All these guys are hopelessly chasing me,” I smirked at myself.

That’s when I remembered Radhakrishnan. It’s been such a long time since any thought about him came to me. I was relieved about it until now, but now it was bugging me a little. After I left the club, he never called, texted, or tried to contact me.

But immediately, I dismissed these thoughts. Sipping some water, I turned on the music to resume my practice.

Days went by. I occasionally started getting thoughts of him. The curiosity at first was mild, but as days went by, it started getting intense. At times, it enraged me a bit. I am a popular social media influencer, with many boys drooling after me.

This guy is nowhere to be seen. There had to be some explanation for this. There reached a point where my curiosity was overwhelming. I had to know what was going on. A thought that kept bugging me to the point I was losing interest in other stuff.

After giving ample thought, I texted him, convincing myself I would limit myself to a casual conversation. I sent him a simple “hello” message on WhatsApp. I quickly kept the phone on the table, waiting for a reply. 5 minutes turned into 10, evolved to 30. An hour passed, then two.

I sat there, not moving a muscle, my beautiful eyes getting tired, fixating on the phone screen. Mildly irritated, I went to sleep. The next morning, I woke, only to find my hands reaching out to the phone as if it had a mind of its own. A blue tick appeared next to my message but with no reply.

I threw the phone on the bed. Now I was angry. “That asshole, he’s ghosting me? He’s a fucking nobody. A total creep. Jerk!”  It was unacceptable. My ego blinded my logic to an unbelievable depth. I knew that I could never let this slide.

“Hello, ma’am. I am Akshara. Can I help you?” the receptionist asked politely. She was a cute, dark-skinned girl with a very lean frame.

“Yeah,  get me a room,” I replied in an irritated yet soft tone.

“Of course, ma’am, it would be Rs. 14000 a night, with all the…,” as she explained, I cut her off, flashing my credit card. She smiled, working out the formalities, then signalling me in a direction. “Room 687, ma’am. I hope you enjoy the stay.”

She smiled widely and continued, “And I must say, I am a big fan! Your reels are so ……”

But I cut her off again, “I don’t give a fuck.” I coldly replied as I grabbed the keys and went to my room.

So after 6 months and 7 hours of an unbearably long bus ride, I was back in that dreaded club, irritated and curious. I was determined that I could find him here. I took a shower and went to bed. I was so tired that I don’t remember when I dozed off.

The next day, I woke up, and my phone showed 6.00 a.m. I spent time doing yoga. Then, after a hot shower, I got dressed. I wore a tight green top and pyjamas. I looked at myself in the mirror. My bust got considerably bigger over the past 6 months. My narrow waist tapered to wide hips.

I turned around to see my bubble butt. After a few minutes of self-admiration and makeup, I locked my door and headed out to the lounge. I was determined to find him.

As I went to the lounge, I saw Akshara waving at me. I ignored her coldly as I sat on a cushion. Nobody was in the lounge except me, her and some dude she was talking to. I checked my WhatsApp, and I was eagerly looking for his text. Nothing. Anger reeked in me as I clenched my phone.

That is when I saw the guy talking to Akshara turn around. Radhakrishnan! He was casually flirting with her. She was responding with a cute smile across her face. I no longer saw my father, the guy who made me. The guy who cheated on my mom, the guy who left me and my mom and never cared.

No, none of those. Before me was the man who charmed me even when I was stalking him. The man responsible for the one time I experienced the greatest pleasure in my life. The man who never called me, the man who is now flirting with another woman.

I walked swiftly towards them. He noticed me. I could see his eyes widen. As she saw me, she smiled brightly and began to greet me. I just showed her the middle finger, “Fuck off bitch.” Her smile disappeared as she stepped back, scared.

I looked at him and shouted, “You bastard, you ….” I was interrupted by a loud slap on my face. I was surprised while a faint smile grew on Akshara’s face. I came back to my senses. My anger seemed to fade, now realising I may not have planned this through.

“Akshara, leave us, dear,” He said calmly as she obediently left us. “So Maya or Uthara, nice to meet you again.”

I was speechless, unable to form words in my mind. After a while, I responded, “You saw my text. Why didn’t you reply?”

“I didn’t want to,” he said without a slight change in his face. I was taken aback. “Why would you say that ?” I softly whimpered.”

That’s when he smirked with an evil grin, “Well, you left that day without a word. I have enough experience with women to know chasing after you won’t work, so I waited. And now? The hottest social media influencer is here, for me.”

It hit me, hit me hard! He was playing mind games with me. I overlooked that he is a seasoned womaniser, so I fell into his trap. I felt stupid about myself. My pride drained away. I stood there, lost in thoughts. He held me by my waist and pulled me to him.

The worry of doing something regrettably stupid again was overwhelmed by the realisation that he still wanted me. He looked at me for a while. He let go of me, casually lit a cigarette, and then walked away. Confused, I followed him. He went to a room, and I followed him in.

“Close the door behind you,” he said sternly. I was thrilled as I closed the door and locked it. I turned around to find him staring at my butt like a predator. I felt butterflies in my tummy the way he complimented me with his eyes. He came to me, smoking.

He then blew a dense cloud of smoke on my face, making me cough. I was not used to smoking. He chuckled gently. As he was grinning, I realised what I was doing was wrong. He’s my father, he cheated on my mom, he’s a bad guy. “This was a bad idea,” I mumbled as I turned around to leave.

He instinctively caught me by my arm and pushed me to the wall. I was shocked as he leaned in close to me. I frowned as I could get a strong smell of cigarettes from his lips. He read my mind. “Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it.” I smiled as it already did.

The smell was turning me on now. He was emitting raw masculinity.

“Let go of me,” I whimpered softly.

“Why?” he growled.

“I must go,” I replied.

“Why?” he asked again.

He took a smoke, bringing his face to me. I looked away as he breathed out the smoke to my neck. I breathed heavily, causing my huge bust to rise. “You’ve gotten hotter now,” he said softly. I couldn’t contain my excitement as I let out a smile. I looked at him, “You’re a bad man.”

I tried to intimidate him. He closed his face to my exposed neck, and he rubbed his face against my soft skin. I was moaning out loud, “Stop,” while trying to push him away faintly. He kept rubbing his face against my neck, occasionally kissing there.

“You must stop now!” I raised my voice, although both my hands felt his hair and pulled more into my neck. I completely submitted it to him. My pale white face blushed red, and my eyes were closed. I arched my head up, my face turning and switching sides.

He mercilessly feasted on either side of my neck. He threw away his cigarette and gently entered his hands beneath my top, drawing circles on either side of my waist. He briefly pulled back, looking into my eyes. “Did you miss me?”

“Yes,” I said spontaneously, already fed up with lying to myself. “You’re the only man that excites me. And trust me when I say this: you’re more special to me than you know. I am only yours.” He brutishly kissed me, sucking on my lips. With a minimal effort, he tore open the thin fabric of my skin-fit top.

He left my upper body only defended by a sexy red bra. He reached his hand around and effortlessly unclasped my bra, tossing it away. He pulled me and threw me on the bed. I laid back, both my hands clutching the bedpost behind me. He climbed on top of me.

With the tip of his tongue, he touched my left nipple. It sent chills down my spine as I let out a loud moan. The next second, he aggressively started sucking on my sensitive nipples. My body raised in response, pulling his head more into my boobs.

He took turns sucking and biting my juicy untouched melons, one by one. I kissed his forehead. “I love you,” I whimpered. His hands on my boobs, he momentarily took his mouth from my nipples, now drenched in saliva. “I don’t have any feelings for you. You’re just one of the girls I fuck.”

He pointed me to a blue bra on the bed. “That is that of Akshara. Poor girl left it here last night.” He looked at me coldly as he continued, “You don’t get love from me, nor any money or any gifts, nor will I ask any of it from you. I want to use you for my pleasure. I don’t mind the consequences. If you’re not okay with it, get your clothes and get the fuck out of my room!”

Surprisingly, I was turned on by arrogance as I looked at him with need. He smiled as he lowered his head back to my tits. He sucked it with great passion. I wished he would milk me. He went down, kissing my belly along the way. He stripped me of my pyjamas and panties as he undressed himself.

My pussy was already wet. He wasted no time as he pushed his tool deep into me. He moved his tool around in me, and he started to fuck me like a toy. I screamed in pleasure. I wrapped my arms around him as he fucked me senselessly. I was no longer confused, nor did I care about any regret.

I willingly submitted to him and am letting him use me. I was not sure how much time had passed before he finally cum, pushing a huge load into me. Both of us gasped for air, sweating after an intense fuck. He fell on me, his head resting on my bosom as I hugged him, smiling to myself.

I forfeited every shred of morality or shame and was happy about it. I placed a hand on my forehead and whispered, “Well done, Uthara!”

I got up from the bed walking towards the bathroom. He asked, “Planning to flee like last time?” I turned around, getting the loose hair out of my face, “Not anymore!”

Hello everyone, I hope you enjoyed my previous story about my friend Kanika and me. In this story, I will share how I got lucky with my best friend and took her virginity.

As we had a group of four friends, including me, one of the friends was getting married and invited us all. Kanika and Rajeev, who were in a relationship, had broken up sometime back, and some unresolved issues still existed. Furthermore, Rajeev got married, which fueled the anger in Kanika. As you may know, Kanika and I had a good time together in the past, where I dry-humped her, but things got a little strange between us. I wanted to be intimate with her without any emotional baggage, whereas she was too caught up in the breakup and didn’t want to spoil our friendship further.

A bit about me: I am 5’9″ with strong shoulders and a normal-sized penis, but with a good girth. Kanika had joined the gym, and her features had gotten better and sharper. She was maintaining a figure of 36D-34-38 at the time of our incident. Her breasts had gotten bigger, and her waist had reduced, making her look way too hot to me.

Coming back to the story, Lakshya was getting married in Udaipur for a four-day event. Kanika arrived a day before the events, and I arrived in the early hours of the first day. Rajeev joined later. As it was a kind of reunion, Lakshya arranged for liquor and other amenities for all of us and made arrangements in a 3-star hotel. I got a single room, while Kanika was sharing a room with one of our college mates.

I met her at the hotel while she was preparing to leave for the event. She was dressed in a tight salwar suit with little or no makeup. Her breasts were almost coming out of the suit, and I started staring at them, which she noticed, making our encounter a little awkward. We hugged, and I left for my room. After taking a bath, I got ready and left for the venue.

On the first day, the engagement ceremony was planned. When I arrived, I saw many familiar faces from college, but I went directly to see my friend. There, I saw Rajeev, Kanika, and Lakshya. They were all talking randomly, and we hugged and chatted a little before Lakshya went for the function. I left the room as things were getting awkward between Kanika and Rajeev.

As I was hungry, I started having food, and after about half an hour, I saw Kanika. She looked tired and angry. I offered her something to eat, but she refused. I asked her what happened, but she didn’t respond. I gave her water, and she started crying. I hugged her, and she started telling me that Rajeev was flirting with her, and she was confused. I consoled her, and we had some lunch before she joined our college mates.

After lunch, I was feeling sleepy, so I informed Rajeev and Lakshya and went back to my room. In the evening, no functions were arranged, so we started partying. There were more than 20 of our batchmates, and more than 20 bottles of whiskey and rum, along with beer. As I don’t like beer much, I started with whiskey and continued bonding with my batchmates.

Kanika joined a little late, but she was looking incredibly hot. She was wearing a single piece, and her thighs were exposed. She had put on a good amount of makeup, and she turned some of our heads. She came and hugged me and then started drinking again. After the dry-humping incident, she was avoiding drinking with me, so I gave her some space and didn’t bother her much. However, I was staring at her huge ass, and one of our girl batchmates even teased me by saying, “I know boys like big asses.” I replied, “I know, I was staring at yours too,” and she blushed a little and left.

As I was too into Kanika, I didn’t follow her and kept drinking. After some time, I noticed Rajeev and Kanika were not there, so I looked for them but couldn’t find them. I thought they might be with other groups, but they were out for more than 30 minutes, so I started looking. I looked near the balcony and rooms but couldn’t find them. Then, I took my peg and went to check the terrace.

I was astonished to see three couples there, all making out. They were not even bothered by my presence and continued their activities. In one of the corners, I saw Kanika and Rajeev making out, with his hands inside her dress and her rubbing his cock. I couldn’t explain the pain I felt at that moment. As Rajeev was facing the other side, only Kanika could see me, but she didn’t notice me as they were too engrossed. After seeing this, I felt like a loser, and the pain of losing something just struck me hard. I had no words, so I kept walking back and joined the party again.

I took three rum shots in just five minutes and was heavily drunk. After about half an hour, they joined again. Kanika saw me drinking in the corner and came to ask where I was. I curtly told her I was definitely not on the terrace. She was taken aback, and then I left the place and went to my room. She followed me and came to my room, but I didn’t talk to her and shut the door on her face. She rang the bell several times, but I didn’t open it. After that, I simply slept.

The next morning, two or three minor functions were lined up, so I took a bath and was about to get ready when someone knocked on my door. When I opened it, I saw Kanika standing there, looking all messed up. She told me she had an ugly fight with Rajeev and was done with him, but I was not interested in all this. I simply asked her why she was telling me all this. She told me I was her best friend, and I interjected, saying I was the best friend she wanted to get physical with. She kept silent for a minute and then told me to get ready so we could leave for the functions.

We all reached the venue in different batches. As I was hungry, I started having food, and suddenly Rajeev came and held my collar. I was shocked, and I asked him what happened and why he was getting so angry. He started shouting at me, telling me how dare I touch his girl. The scene got too ugly as he was doing this in front of everyone. I asked him to come outside, and he came with me, started badly abusing me, and just when all this was happening, Kanika came and stopped the fight.

I didn’t lose my cool, and Rajeev was blabbing all sorts of things. Then, Kanika took him inside. I went to my hotel room, took one cigarette, and had three or four large pegs. I messaged Kanika and Rajeev to stay away from me for the next two to three days. Lakshya got to know about the fight and came to my room to explain things to me. I simply said sorry to him for ruining his functions.

Meanwhile, Kanika was calling me constantly, so I switched off my phone, changed into regular clothes, and went for a lake view. I was having a beer there and finding my peace when Kanika came to meet me. She simply came and sat beside me, held my hand, and told me she was proud of me. I nodded my head and continued walking towards the lake. She kept quiet and just sat there. I broke the silence and asked if she wanted a beer. She smiled, and I ordered one for her.

I started smoking, which she didn’t like, and she tried stopping me. I told her she had no right to stop me, but she shouted and said she had all the rights and would stop me. Things got better between us, and we joined the function again. During the journey, I told her to keep her distance from me as I didn’t want to ruin more things. Rajeev saw us coming together and had anger on his face. I went to the stage and hugged Lakshya, and things got normal.

On the third day, as there were no functions until the evening, we arranged a warm surprise for Lakshya before his marriage. We enjoyed our drinks, and he enjoyed his night with a beauty. Rajeev was again trying to push my buttons by instigating me. Kanika was observing all this and took Rajeev aside, and then they were gone. I thought they went for their make-out session, but they were arguing on the terrace. I simply didn’t care and left them to fight.

I took two or three more shots and left to sleep. Around 2 in the night, I heard hard knocks on my door. When I opened it, I saw Kanika standing there, looking all messed up and drunk. I took her in and made her sleep on the bed. She blasted and said I wanted to take advantage of her again. She took off her dress and covered herself with a blanket.

She was looking so hot that I got an instant hard-on. Being from a law background, I knew that if I did it that night, I might get into big trouble. Hence, I simply went to the washroom and masturbated to ease things up. She quickly went into deep sleep, and I slept on the floor.

Around 7 am, she got up and saw her dress was not there. She saw me on the floor and woke me up. She asked me what happened, and I told her everything. She smiled and was about to leave when I asked her what she wanted from me. I told her not to tease me like this and to enjoy herself with her ex and not trouble me more. She listened and simply left the room.

My luck was so bad that Rajeev saw Kanika getting out of my room, and he kept storming into my room and punched me hard. As it didn’t land properly, I only got minor bruises. I shouted at him and asked him what was wrong with him. I told him he was married, and what Kanika did was none of his business.

When I raised my bruised face, Kanika was there. She slapped Rajeev tightly and told him straight on his face that he couldn’t be 1% of the man I was. He simply busted out of the room, blabbering something. I cursed my luck and told Kanika that I made a huge mistake by coming here; it should not have happened if I simply stayed at my place.

Suddenly, she kissed me and kept kissing me. She was smooching me literally, and then I grabbed her by her waist and kissed her deeply. I grabbed her ass and kept kissing her deeply. She broke the kiss and said, “FUCK ME NOW!!!” Stars just flashed before my eyes, and I couldn’t believe what she just said. I asked her again, and she said, “FUCK ME LIKE A BITCH AND LET THAT MOTHERFUCKER HEAR MY MOANING.”

With these words, the devil inside me took over, and I pushed her on the bed and took all my clothes off in one go. She was taken aback and literally staring at my hard cock. I ordered her to remove her dress and show me her ass. She smiled and asked me why I didn’t try. I jumped over her and kissed her. She sneakily took her hand and started rubbing my cock. Just to tease me more, she whispered that Rajeev had a bigger dick. I literally bit her lips, and she continued by saying that I was way thicker than him, and that’s what I needed to hear.

I turned her around and started kissing her from the back. I kissed her legs and kept going up while slowly opening her dress. I licked her huge thighs and bit her, and she moaned with ecstasy. Over her underwear, I rubbed her pussy, and her whole body just shivered. As the dress had a back chain, when I opened it, I got complete and unrestricted access to her back and ass.

I flung the dress sideways and put my dick on her ass. I was licking, kissing, and biting her whole back and also rubbing my cock on her ass crack. I whispered and asked if it refreshed some memories. She opened her eyes and blushed. As I didn’t have a condom, I didn’t bring that topic up, otherwise, she might change her mind again.

I made her stand and took a good look at her half-covered body. I pulled her close and put my hands inside her underwear, feeling her huge ass. She was closing her eyes and just enjoying my rough touch. With my thumbs, I started removing her underwear. I pulled it first from her ass, and then it came down easily. Her pussy was glittering with juices, and there was not a single hair on her body, especially on her pussy. Her thighs were inviting me to eat her.

I pushed her on the bed and asked her to spread her legs. She kept them tightly closed, just to tease me more. I kissed her navel, and her legs opened. I came over to her, positioned my thick cock on her pink pussy, and used my other hand to spread her pussy. I spat a little on her pussy and rubbed it with my cock. We were enjoying the moment, and I held my cock with my right hand and rubbed it over her pussy.

Then, not to go rough, I gently pushed my head in. Her pussy was literally burning from the inside and so wet that it could fail the best of lubes. Her eyes were closed, but her facial expressions told me she was expressing discomfort, so I pulled my head out and spat some more and pushed again. I kept the head of my cock inside her so she could get comfortable. I kissed her neck and pushed a little more, and I could feel that half of my cock was inside my best friend.

She was holding my back very tightly, and her nails were deeply buried in my back. I didn’t try to go further and started moving in and out of her. I made sure her pussy was stretched before I put my whole cock in. I was doing it very slowly, and when I thought she was ready, I gave a very hard push. She wasn’t ready for that, and she moaned very loudly and shouted.

I took my cock out and saw the blood all over it. She got scared, but I kissed her and took her phone and clicked a photo of her pussy and my blood-coated cock. I went to the washroom to clean the blood and came back within seconds. She was slowly running her fingers on her clit and waiting for me. I jumped on the bed and came over to her. I opened her bra hooks and uncovered the softest breasts of my life.

I positioned my cock over her pussy again and started going in again while keeping my lips on her nipples. I pinched her nipples with my teeth to see her react; she moaned loudly while squeezing her pussy walls. I ran my tongue over her nipples and kept moving slowly; she was getting comfortable with my dick, and she started touching my back. I started going deep in her pussy without raising my speed. Her legs were in the air, nipples getting sucked, and pussy getting ripped off while I was fucking her.

Rajeev called, and to my astonishment, she picked it up and moaned. He was taken aback, but she kept moaning and then disconnected the call. This made me wild, and I grabbed her by her shoulders and pushed hard inside her. We were simply in some other world. She kept on moaning, and the room was filled with the sounds of our lovemaking. I increased my pace further and pulled her legs on my shoulder and just kept on fucking her.

As we were at our peak, she was squeezing me very tightly, but I still went on. She moaned that she was getting her feelings, so I kept pushing my dick deeper and just came inside her. We were all sweaty and tired, and my thick semen was filling her pussy. I kissed her again and collapsed over her.

As we stopped, a loud bang came from my door. I knew it was Rajeev, so I simply opened the door naked and let him see my love-coated cock. He was beyond shock and just went to his room. I told Kanika that her ex was a little heartbroken, and she simply laughed and cleaned herself up. As she started getting dressed, I held her and whispered, “What’s the hurry, big girl?” She smiled and dropped her panties on the floor again.

That day, I fucked her thrice, and the next day, I fucked her thrice again. In two days, I made sure her pussy was all loosened up before I fucked her again.

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Rain lashed against the windows, mirroring the storm brewing inside Anya. The air in the small apartment was thick with the scent of rain and something else—something primal and exciting.

Anya sat on the plush velvet sofa in the living room, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She craved something more than just physical satisfaction. She yearned for a taste of domination, a taste of pain and pleasure intertwined. The idea of submission to another’s power, of being bound and subdued, excited her.

A wave of anticipation washed over her as she imagined the scenario unfolding. She would be at his mercy, her body his canvas. Her cries of submission will be his music.

The thought of the rough texture of rope against her skin, the bite of clamps on her delicate flesh, sent shivers down her spine. A delicious mix of fear and arousal.

To prepare for her impending pleasure, Anya decided to indulge in a ritual of self-gratification. She retreated to the bedroom, the soft carpet muffling her footsteps. Once inside, she shed her clothes, revelling in the freedom of her nakedness.

Standing before the full-length mirror, she admired her reflection. Capturing the moment with her phone. A series of provocative selfies documenting her readiness for the night ahead.

Satisfied with her exhibition, Anya slipped into a plush bathrobe. Its soft fabric starkly contrasted the harshness of the tools she intended to use. Returning to the living room, she opened the wardrobe, a treasure trove of forbidden desires.

Inside, nestled among the neatly folded clothes, lay her collection of bondage gear. There was a sleek leather whip, a set of gleaming metal clamps, a sturdy leather collar, a coil of thick rope, and a realistic dildo. Its surface was smooth and inviting.

With a mischievous grin, Anya arranged her chosen implements on the coffee table. She concealed them beneath a pristine white towel. She then returned to the sofa, sinking into its cushions, her senses heightened, her anticipation growing with every second. She was ready.

The air in the living room was thick with anticipation. Anya sat on the edge of the sofa, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She’d been craving this—the thrill of submission, the pain that bordered on pleasure.

The insistent beep of the doorbell startled Anya from her reverie. Playfully, she dragged herself off the plush rug, the imagined silken restraints biting into her wrists. “Coming!” she called out, her voice a sultry whisper.

Anya adjusted her silken robe, the fabric whispering against her skin. She peeked through the peephole, a mischievous glint in her eyes. It was him—the delivery guy with the piercing blue eyes. He had a smirk that always seemed to promise trouble.

He stood outside, a large pizza box balanced precariously in his arms. “Delivery for Miss Anya?” he inquired, his voice a low rumble. The pizza arrived, and she played the seductive game of innocence. “Do you want a tip?” she asked the delivery guy, her voice husky.

“Yes,” Anya purred, her voice dripping with anticipation. “Come in.”

He hesitated, then stepped inside, the apartment a stage set for her desires. His gaze lingered on her as she closed the door. The bathrobe fell open, revealing a body sculpted by desire. Anya felt a jolt, a primal urge awakening deep within her.

Without a word, she knelt before him, her lips finding the hard contours of his cock. His taste was intoxicating, a blend of sweat and something wild. She sucked him deep, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. He groaned, his hands gripping her hair, pulling her closer.

They moved to the sofa, the plush cushions offering a soft landing. He removed the towel from the table. Anya’s eyes fell on the tools beneath—a sight that ignited a forbidden fire within her. He picked up the dildo, its sleek surface glistening in the dim light.

Anya gasped as he plunged it into her, the sensation electrifying. She continued to suck him, her movements frantic. He controlled the rhythm of the dildo, pushing deeper and faster. She arched her back, a strangled cry escaping her lips as she neared her climax.

But he held her there, his grip tightening, denying her release. “Take off my clothes,” he commanded, his voice rough. She obeyed, her hands trembling as she fumbled with his buttons. Finally, he stood before her, naked and magnificent.

With a trembling hand, she reached down and removed his underwear with her mouth, the taste of him filling her senses. They stood there, two naked souls caught in a storm of desire. The rain mirrored the tempest raging within them.

He reached out a long, calloused hand and snatched the rope from the table. The silk rope, cool and smooth against her skin, bit into her wrists as he bound them behind her back. He had taken it from the table, the same table where she now sat. The cold marble was a stark contrast to the heat building within her.

He moved with a deliberate grace, his movements a stark contrast to the frantic pounding of her heart. The clamps were next, snapping shut on her nipples with a jolt of pain followed by a surge of pleasure that made her gasp.

The metal collar, cool against her skin, completed the picture. It was a picture of submission and of his dominance. He widened his legs, the dildo gleaming between them.

Her pussy, already slick with anticipation, was now facing him, exposed and vulnerable. The whip cracked, the sting on her thigh followed by a searing pain on her clit.

“Ahh… uhh…” The sounds filled the room, a testament to the exquisite torture he was inflicting. Each stroke of the whip was a symphony of sensation, pushing her closer and closer to the edge. Her back arched, her body trembling with the force of her orgasm.

He finally released her wrists. “Get your panties,” he commanded, his voice rough. Like a trained animal, she crawled to the bedroom and retrieved the discarded garment. Sweat beaded on Anya’s brow as she crawled back from the bedroom.

The silk of the discarded panty was still clinging to her lips. She sat on the floor, her knees drawn up to her chest. The delicate lace starkly contrasted the rough weave of the rug beneath her. He watched her, his eyes narrowed, a predatory glint in their depths.

He reached out, his fingers brushing against her skin, sending a jolt of icy fear. He reached out and took the silken panty from her mouth. He rolled it into a tight ball and thrust it deep into her mouth, gagging her. The air between them seemed to hum with unspoken desires.

He guided her back to the sofa, positioning her so her ass was facing him. The anticipation was almost unbearable. What would he do next? The possibilities were endless, and she was utterly at his mercy. The plush velvet of the sofa yielded beneath her weight as he gently guided her into position.

Her back pressed against the cushions, her ass now fully exposed to him, a ripe peach awaiting his touch. A low growl rumbled in his chest, a primal sound that sent shivers down her spine. He leaned closer, his breath hot against her neck, and whispered, “Get ready!”

The low rumble of his voice sent a jolt of adrenaline through her. She closed her eyes, a mixture of fear and exhilaration washing over her. His hands, rough yet gentle, began to explore the contours of her backside, kneading and massaging the tender flesh.

Each touch ignited a fire within her, a burning desire that mingled with a thrilling sense of surrender. She arched into his touch, offering herself completely, eager to experience the depths of pleasure. He ordered her to start counting.

“One,” she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

“Two,” she continued, each count a testament to her growing arousal.

He moved with a deliberate rhythm, each stroke of his hand a symphony of pleasure and pain. Anya arched into him, her body craving more, her mind lost in a haze of sensation.

He stopped abruptly and moved her to the side of the sofa, his hands moving to her mouth. He removed the panty and the delicate fabric as a reminder of her submission. “Suck,” he commanded his voice a low growl.

Without hesitation, she obeyed. His cock, thick and hard, filled her mouth, the taste of him intoxicating. As she worked him, a rhythmic slapping sound echoed through the room. He was whipping her, each stroke of the whip landing with a stinging impact on her ass.

“One,” she moaned, the pain a distant echo compared to the overwhelming pleasure.

“Two,” she cried out, her body trembling with a mixture of pain and ecstasy.

Ten strokes on each cheek later, she lay panting on the sofa, her body spent but her mind still reeling from the intensity of the experience. Once a sharp sting, the pain had become a delicious counterpoint to the pleasure. It left her body buzzing with a potent mix of arousal and submission.

Anya whimpered, the sting of the whip still fresh on her skin. Her ass throbbed, a painful reminder of her master’s displeasure. He gestured towards the floor, his gaze commanding. With trembling hands, she knelt between his legs, her head bowed in submission.

He sat on the edge of the sofa, a predatory glint in his eyes. “Kiss it,” he commanded, his voice a low growl.

This story is for entertainment purpose and should not be taken as a reflection of reality.

To akhir kar meri behen mujhse chudwane ke liye razi ho gayi, aur maine uska tadapti jawani ka fayada uthaya. Woh apni chudai ke liye madmast ho chuki thi. Apni sharamo haya saab bhulakar chhat par nangi hokar apni chudai karwane ki bheek mangne lagi.

Maine usse apne goad mein uthakar chhat par legaya. Meri behen Pooja ko chhat par apne haathon se nehlakar maine uski jawani ka swad chaaka. Behen bhi apne pair phelakar, maze se apni choot mujhse chatwa kar apni jawani mujhpar loota rahi thi.

Woh ek randi ki tarah chhat par mujhse chudwa rahi thi. Behen ko chhat par nangi hone mein itna accha laga raha tha. Woh mujhe waise hi nangi hokar hi room mein le jane ko kehti. Fir humdono wahan ek dusre mein lipat kar porn dekhte.

Kya kismat thi meri, aaj tak chip chipa kar porn dekhta tha. Par aaj toh apni nangi behen ke badan se lipat kar uske saath porn dekh raha tha. Aur porn dekhte dekhte hi haam dono waise nange hokar hi so gaye. Hum dono ko hosh hi nahi raha ki hamne darwaza khula rakha tha.

Subah hotte hi achanak darwaza khulne ki awaz se hamari neend khul jaati hai. Humdono ab bhi wahin dono ek dusre mein lipat kar nange pade the. Jaise hi darwza khulne ki awaz aati hai humdono daar kar uth jaate hai.

Dar se humdono ki halat kharap hoo rahi thi, darwaze par mummy thi. Par woh darwze par khadi bahar ki aur mun karkar papa se kuch keh rahi thi Pooja ki bra panty zameen par padi thi, aur uski dress bhi. Pooja mujhse khuspusa kar kehti hai.

Pooja – Bhiaya meri bra panty niche padi hai jaldi usse chupa do na.

Hamare pass kapde pehne ka waqt nahi tha. Maine bistar par se haath badhakar kisi tarah uski bra aur pant utha liya. Par uski woh mast muth mein saani hui pink panty zameen par hi padi thi.

Maine uski bra ko uthaya hi tha ki mummy andar aa gayi. Aur hum dono ne rajayi odh liya. Humdono ab bhi puri tarah nirvstra the, aur hamara khel ab khatam tha.

Mummy andar akar dekhti hai toh humdono ka bass adha saar bahar tha. Humdono ka nanga badan andar hi tha. Humdono daar se kanp rahe the. Mummy ne hamen aise dekh liya toh kya munh dikhayenge. Hum chupchaap mummy ko dekh rahe the. Aur mummy ne hamein dekh liya.

Mummy – Accha toh dono jagge hue ho, challo uthh jaya, 7 baaj rahe hai, kaab tak soge. Chalo Rajeev jaldi jakar doodh lekar aoo. Bahut thand hai, papa ko chai chahiye.

Mummy ko abhi ahsas nahi tha ke uske beta aur beti dono pure nange hokar razai ke niche the. Main jaankar Pooja ke badan se saath kar soya tha, aur mere dono haath uski chuchiyon ko sehlarahe the.

Ab mummy se range haathon pakdane ke baad kya pata Pooja ki chuchiyon ko dubara chune ka mauka mile ya nahi. Mummy hamein paka ghar se bahar nikal degi yehi soch kar main uski cuchiyon ko apne haathon se chupa liya tha.

Main mummy ke samne hi uski nipple ko daba raha tha, aur uski boobs ko sehla raha tha, jisse woh aur jyada tadap rahi thi.

Rajeev – Mummy abhi bahut thand hai bahar dhup nikalne do tab jaata hun.

Mummy – Nahi abhi jao papa ko chai chahiye, itna alas accha nahi.

Aur aise kehte hue hamar razai ko ek aur se pakadti hai kichne lagti hai. Humdono daarkar razai ko itne kaas kar pakad lete hai ki mummy usse kich hi nahi pati.

Pooja – Please mummy papa ko bolo na doodh le aye, Humdono kaal daar tak film dekh rahe the. Raat ko 2 baje hi soye haan. Waise bhi aaj toh sunday hai tution ki chutti hai.

Mummy – Accha kiya, aisi kaun si film thi jo itni raat ko dekhna jaruri tha. Yeh computer papa ne dekar hi galti ki hai. Thik hai fir main aur papa hi bazar jaate hai, tumdono jaldi nahakar ready ho jao fir mandir jana hai aaj.

Aur aisa kehkar mummy jane laggi. Ab jakar humdono ko thodi rahat mili. Par fir achanak mummy ka pair Pooja ki pink panty par padta hai.

Mummy – Yeh kya, Pooja ?

Mummy Pooja ki pink panty dikhati hai. Aur Pooja ki sanshen hi jaise ruk jaati hai.

Pooja – Meri panty hai, yeh yahan kaise aayi. Shayad bhaiya ke kapde rakhte waqt yahan gir gaya hogga.

Mummy – Main lekar ayi hungi, apni iner yahan kyun pheka hai, jab dekho jahan tahan apni dress rakh deti ho. Itne baade hogaye ho par dono ka yehi haal hai. Chalo utho jaldi, Rajeev akar gate band karlo.

Aur aisa khekar woh wahan se chali jaati hai.

Pooja – Oh ho, Bhaiya, aaj toh baal baal bach gaye, meri toh jaan hi nikalne wali thi. Mummy ne hamein aise nangi dekh liya hotta toh na jaane main kya karti.

Main – Par ab challo meri dress do, gate band karna hai, aur baate maat karo apni dress pehne turant.

Par woh majjak karti hai aur mujhe dress pehne nahi deti.

Main – Main bulayun mummy ko wapas. Challo dress peheno jaldi.

Aur fir main apne dress pehen leta. Par woh abhi bhi nangi hokar mere samne khadi thi.

Pooja – Pehle good morning kissi toh do taab na.

Aur main usse kiss karta hun, Uski dono boobs ko haathon se sehlate hue usse kiss karne lagata hun.

Pooja – Yahan nahi bhaiya, meri choot ko kissi nahi doge. Usse bhi good morning bol dono na. Usse accha lagega.

Main – Tum bahut jayad naughty ho Pooja.

Aur main uski choot ko kiss karta hue fir se uski choot chatne lagta hun. Woh fir se garam ho chuki thi. Maine ab usse apne haaton se uski woh Pink Panty pehnata hun. Aur usse bra uski chuchiyon par set karta hun, aur piche se uski bra ki hook laga deta hun.

Uff kya dikh rahi thi meri behen, bra panty mein uska woh gora badan. Mere lund pura khada ho chuka tha, main apni behen ko bra panty mein dekh raha tha.

Pooja – Aur kitna dekhoge bhaiya, kaal raat se toh sabkuch dekh liya ha apne. Ab deer nahi ho rahi apko.

Main – Tumhari ye pink panty kya dikti hai tumhari gore badan par, tumhe aise bra panty mein dekhne ke liye toh main kitna taras raha tha tha itne dino se. Isse tumhare badan se utar phekne ko kitna bettab ho raha tha.

Pooja – Aur aaj apni behen ko apne haathon se uski bra panty pehna diya, apki toh lottery lag gayi bhaiya. Aaj se aap roz mujhe ye bra panty pehnaoge.

Main – Saach kaha Pooja yeh saab mujhe sapne jaisa lag raha hai, Sach mein kaal raat hamne chhat par ye saab kiya tha.

Pooja – Haan bhaiya, Sach mein main kaal chhat apko apni iss nangi choot ko apke hawale kar diya tha. Par apne ne ab tak meri choot dikhai ka gift mein nahi diya.

Main – Haan Pooja, bolo kya gift chahiye. Jo bologi woh lakar dunga.

Pooja – Phir toh apko mujhe ek acchi si branded panty lakar deni hogi. Yaad hai na kaal apne merei favourite panty phad di thi.

Main – Sorry Pooja, par woh toh meri bhi favourite panty thi. Ab main kise chu kar khuss hoyunga.

Mummy – Are uthe ki nahi hum ja rahe haan, adhe ghante mein wapas aa jayenge.

Ab tak maine Pooja ko uski bra panty hi pehnaya tha.

Pooja – Jao bhaiya gate band kardo, warna mummy aa jayegi.

Aur main aisa hi karta hun, main bhaag kar gate band karkar dubara se Pooja ke pass aa jata hun. Main kya dekhta hun, Pooja ki bra panty zameen par padi hai, aur usne apne badan par ek towel lapet rakha hai.

Usse towel mein dekh mera lund fir se kadha ho jaata hai. Towel bass kisi tarah uski choot ko chupa raha tha, aur upar se uski chucyiyon ko adha chupa raha tha. Itni chotti towel pehen kar Pooja wahan kadhi thi.

Main – Yeh kya Pooja, kya irada hai, aur ye kitni chotti towel pehen rakha hai tumne.

Pooja – Irada toh apko yahin kha jane ka ha. Waise mujhse kya puch rahe ho, jara mere chootu se toh pucho. Sayad aapne suna nahi mummy papa bahar gaye hai. Toh ab kiska intezar hai, challo na woh porn mein jaise shower sex ka maza woh log le rahe the, aaj waise hi humdono bhi shower sex karte hai.

Main – Waah Pooja kya behen paya hai maine.

Main toh khussi se nach utha. maine bina daar kiye hi Pooja ke paas bhaag kar gaya, aur usse apne goad mein utha liya. Uski nangi jhangon ko piche se pakad maine usse baathroom mein le gaya.

Main jaise hi darwaza band karne lagga toh Pooja ne mujhe rok diya.

Pooja – Bhaiya, ghar par hai hi kaun, aur upar se ab bhul gaye maine kaha tha na woh shower sex wali ladki ki tarah hamari porn video shoot karwayungi. Toh lo maine apne dost se camera mangaya hai, usse bathroom ke bahar set kardo na.

Maine socha nahi tha yeh saab itni asani se hoga. Main toh bass Pooja ki baat maan raha tha, Maine camera ko recording par laga diya. Aur fir kya Pooja ne upar se apni towel ko apne badan se alag kar diya. Towel uske pairon ke pass gir gaya. Pooja bilkul nangi bathroom mein khaddi thi.

Usne shower on kiya, aur shower ka pani ab uske nange jism ko bheegane laga. Woh camere ki aur dekh machalti hui apni chuchiyon ko dabatai hue, apni choot ko sehlane lagti hai.

Meri behen ko aise shower mein bheegte dekh mujhse raha nahi gaya aur, aur main turant uske pass chala gaya. Maine jaise hi uske pass gaya, usne ek pal mein mere badan se meri pant aur shorts utar pheki. Humdono ab bilkul nange hokar shower ke niche bheeg rahe the.

Usne mujhe khass kar gale laga liya, aur humdono ab buri tarah shower mein bheeg rahe the.

fir kya, maine usse pakda aur bathroom ki dewar par sata kar dono haathon se uski chuchiyon ko dabakar uski nipple ko chusne laga.

Kuch daar maine uski chuchiyon ko chusta raha fir, maine usse ghuma diya aur uski nangi pith se khelne lagga. Main uske pure badan ko chhat kar uske badan se pani ki boodon ko pi raha tha.

Pooja shower mein bheegti hui jor jor se siskiyan le rahi thi. Kuch daar woh waise hi machalti rahi aur fir pura ghoom gayi. Usne mujhe pakda aur apni choot tak le gayi, fir kya main uski choot par se pani ko chhat raha tha.

Pooja buri tarah tadap rahi thi.

Pooja – Ab bass bhaiya, ab toh meri choot ko uske malik se mila do. Mujhe yahin bathroom mein patakar chodo na bhaiya. Main fir se bheegte huyei apse chudwana chahti hun.

Aur apne behen ke muhn se aisi batte soon, main turant usse zameen par leta deta hun, aur uske pair pehlakar uski choot chatne lagta hun. Pooja ke pure badan par shower se pani beh raha tha. Aur maine uske badan ko paglon ki tarah chhat raha tha.

Pooja ki tadap dekh mera lund uski choot phadne ko bekara ho utha. Aur phri kya agle hi pal main Pooja ki choot ki thukai karne laga. Pani mein bheegta huya mera lund choot mein jaa raha tha. Aur kya awaz ho rahi thi. Pooja toh akhen band kar apni chudai kar maza le rahi thi.

Saar kuch camere mein record ho raha tha. Humdono ko koi hosh nahi tha, humdono toh ek dusre ke badan se khel rahe the, Ek durse mein samaye hum sambhog ka maza le rahe the.

Main kabhi usse lund par bethakar chodta toh kabhi usse letakar uske pairon ko apne khando par rakhar acche se choot ki thukai karta. Woh jor jor se moan karti hui chudai karwa rahi thi.

Main josh mein uske choot mein lund ko andar bahar kar raha tha. Uski mast gand ko marta huya usse chodte hue mera pani nikal gaya. Thanda pani aur mera garam muth Pooja puri uchal padi.

Usse chudai ka chaska lag chuka tha. Usne mere lund ko liya aur usse chusne laggi. Par jaise hi woh mere lund par bethne gayi , maine usse rok diya.

Main – Challoo Pooja mummy papa atte honge. Ab aur chudai nahi kar sakte, warna mare jayenge.

Pooja – Nahi bhaiaya, please ek baar bass ek baar aur mujhe apne lund ki sawari karwayo na, Meri choot ki aaag abhi shant nahi hui.

Aur aisa kehte hue, mere choot ko le mere lund par ragadne lagi, bhala mera lund kaise mana karta.. Main fir se usse chodne lagga, aur, Par iss par maine sara muth Pooja ke badan par daal diya, aur woh aur jyada khuss ho gayi.

Maine usse apne haathon se nehlaya. Aur fir usse nangi apne goad mein uthakar camera ko dheekhata huya andar room mein le gaya. Aur apni nangi behen ko bistar par phek diya.

Maine usse aur usne mere badan ko towel se pocha aur fir usse apne haathon se dubara uski bra panty pehnayi. Usne bhi aisa hi kiya.

Phir kya tha, humdono ready hokar apni shower sex ki video dekhne lagge. Pooja apni aisi video bana bahoot khuss thi. Ab na jaane agge kya kya hone wala tha. Par jo bhi ho main khuss tha, Pooja ki ye tadapti jawani usse jo bhi karwati mujhe toh maza hi aata.

The crisp autumn breeze whispered through the streets of Manchester. It carried the scent of rain and anticipation. It was a typical grey afternoon in the city. But for Sandhya Shetty, this day would be anything but ordinary.

Little did she know, her life was about to take a scandalous turn. It would ignite a secret passion within her.

Sandhya is a 38-year-old Tamil beauty who is exuded with elegance and class. Her dark hair cascaded in soft waves down her back, framing her flawless features. She was the epitome of a mature woman’s allure. She had a curvaceous figure and turned heads wherever she went.

As a brand-conscious individual, she always dressed to impress. But today, her attire was more conservative, befitting a mother on a mission. She had arrived at the Iyer residence with a purpose. To propose to the family for their daughter’s hand, a potential match for her 19-year-old twin, Pavan.

Sandhya was a proud mother, determined to secure a bright future for her children. However, fate had other plans, and what transpired within those walls would forever change her.

As she stepped into the cosy living room, the warmth of the fireplace enveloped her. The Iyers, a respected family known for their South Indian traditional values, greeted her with polite smiles. Sandhya’s heart raced as she introduced herself, her voice steady despite her nerves.

Given her humble background, she was well aware of the social hierarchy and felt a tinge of insecurity.

“Mrs Iyer, Mr Iyer, it’s an honour to be here,” Sandhya said, her eyes darting between the couple. “I’ve come to discuss a matter of great importance regarding our children.”

Mr Iyer, a tall and stern-looking Tamil man, nodded gravely. “Please, have a seat, Mrs Shetty. We’ve been expecting you.”

Sandhya’s gaze briefly met Mrs Iyer’s, a woman of grace and poise. There was a hint of curiosity in her eyes, perhaps wondering what this meeting would entail. Sandhya sat on the plush sofa, her hands clasped tightly in her lap, betraying her nervousness.

As the conversation began, Sandhya laid out her intentions. She explained her desire to unite their families through marriage. She spoke of her son’s virtues, intelligence, and promising future. The Iyers listened attentively, their expressions giving away little.

“We appreciate your proposal, Mrs Shetty,” Mr Iyer said, his voice deep and authoritative. “However, there is something you should know.”

Sandhya’s heart skipped a beat. Was there an issue with her son? Had she missed something in her eagerness to find a suitable match?

“Our daughter, Pranati, is indeed a gem, but she has her aspirations. She wishes to pursue higher studies abroad and has no interest in marriage now.”

Sandhya’s eyes widened in surprise. She had not anticipated this turn of events. Her mind raced, trying to process this new information.

“I see,” she managed to say, her voice laced with disappointment. “But perhaps we could convince her? I’m sure she would make a wonderful—”

Her words were abruptly cut off as Mrs Iyer leaned forward. Her eyes gleamed with a mischievous sparkle. “My dear Sandhya, I believe there might be another way to satisfy your desires.”

Sandhya’s brow furrowed in confusion. What could she possibly mean?

“You see, my husband and I have been… curious about certain… pleasures,” Mrs Iyer continued, her voice dropping to a husky whisper. “And we believe you could be the perfect candidate to indulge our fantasies.”

Sandhya’s cheeks flushed with heat as she began to comprehend the direction of this conversation. Her mind whirled with questions and a growing sense of excitement.

“Fantasies?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. “What… what kind of fantasies?”

Mr Iyer’s eyes narrowed, and a devious smile played on his lips. “The kind that involves a beautiful, submissive woman like yourself, Sandhya. We’ve heard tales of your unique talents.”

Sandhya’s heart pounded in her chest. Tales? Who had been speaking of her in such a manner? She was a respectable woman, a mother. But deep down, a part of her relished the idea of being desired in such a way.

“I… I don’t understand,” she stammered, her voice shaking.

Mrs Iyer leaned closer, her perfume filling Sandhya’s senses. “Let me show you, dear. Come with me.”

Sandhya, driven by curiosity and a growing lust, allowed herself to be led upstairs to the master bedroom. The room was dimly lit, with soft candlelight casting sensual shadows on the walls. Mrs Iyer closed the door behind them, sealing their secret world.

“Now, Sandhya,” she purred, “let me show you what we’ve been longing for.”

Sandhya’s breath caught in her throat as Mrs Iyer began to undress, revealing her voluptuous body. Her breasts were full and heavy, the nipples already taut with desire. Sandhya’s gaze travelled down her flat stomach to the patch of dark curls between her thighs, a tantalizing promise of what lay beneath.

“I want you to worship me, Sandhya,” Mrs Iyer whispered, her voice thick with desire. “Show me how a true submissive pleases her master.”

Sandhya’s inhibitions melted away as she knelt before the older woman, her heart pounding with anticipation. She reached out, her fingers trembling as she traced the curve of Mrs Iyer’s breast, feeling the soft warmth of her skin. She leaned in, inhaling the scent of her perfume and the musky aroma of her arousal.

“Yes, like that,” Mrs Iyer moaned, her head tilting back. “Suck my nipples, you little bitch. Make me feel like the goddess I am.”

Sandhya obeyed, her mouth closing around a taut nipple, sucking and teasing it with her tongue. She could feel Mrs Iyer’s hands in her hair, urging her on. The taste of her skin, the feel of her fingers digging into her scalp, sent shivers down Sandhya’s spine.

“You’re a natural, Sandhya,” Mr Iyer’s voice boomed behind her. “Now, let’s see how you handle my cock.”

Startled, Sandhya turned to see Mr Iyer standing there, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a muscular chest. His cock stood proudly erect, the head glistening with precum. Sandhya’s mouth watered at the sight, and she found herself craving the taste of him.

“Suck it, you cock-hungry slut,” he growled, grabbing her hair and guiding her mouth to his shaft.

Sandhya moaned around his length, her lips sliding up and down. Her tongue swirling around the head. She could feel his hands on her head, pushing her down, controlling her movements. He was rough, but she relished the dominance, her pussy already dripping wet with desire.

“That’s it, you filthy whore,” he grunted. “Suck my cock like it’s your last meal.”

Sandhya’s eyes rolled back as she took him deeper, her throat constricting around his thickness. She gagged slightly, but the sensation only fueled her arousal. Mr Iyer’s hands tightened in her hair, and he began to thrust, using her mouth for his pleasure.

“You like that, don’t you, you bitch?” he panted, his breath hot on her face. “Suck my cock, and I’ll show you what real pleasure is.”

Sandhya’s eyes watered as she struggled to keep up with his relentless pace. She loved the way he degraded her, the filthy words only intensifying her desire. She wanted to please them, to be their obedient slave.

She continued to service Mr Iyer’s cock. Mrs Iyer moved behind her, her hands exploring Sandhya’s body. She caressed her breasts, pinching her nipples until they ached. Then, her fingers trailed down, slipping beneath Sandhya’s skirt, seeking her wetness.

“Oh, my, someone’s eager,” Mrs Iyer purred, her fingers stroking Sandhya’s pussy lips. “Let’s see how wet you are for us.”

Sandhya moaned around Mr Iyer’s cock, her hips thrusting forward, seeking more of Mrs Iyer’s touch. She was on fire, her body betraying her need for release.

“Spank her, husband,” Mrs Iyer commanded. “Show her who’s in charge.”

Mr Iyer’s hand came down hard on Sandhya’s ass, the smack echoing in the room. Sandhya cried out, her mouth momentarily releasing his cock, only to be rewarded with another slap.

“You like that, you dirty bitch?” he growled. “You want more?”

Sandhya nodded, her eyes pleading for more. Mr Iyer obliged, delivering a series of sharp spanks that left her ass stinging and her pussy throbbing.

“Now, watch and learn, Sandhya,” Mrs Iyer said, positioning herself on the bed. “I want you to lick my pussy while my husband fucks your mouth.”

Sandhya eagerly complied, crawling between Mrs Iyer’s legs. Her face buried in the sweet warmth of her pussy. She lapped at her folds, tasting her essence, while Mr Iyer positioned himself behind her.

“Suck my cock while you eat her out,” he ordered, his voice rough with desire.

Sandhya’s mouth worked in unison, her tongue dancing on Mrs Iyer’s clit as she sucked and stroked Mr Iyer’s cock. The taste of their combined arousal fueled her desire, and she moaned, the vibrations sending shivers through their bodies.

“You’re a talented little slut,” Mr Iyer grunted, his hands gripping her hair tightly. “But now, it’s time for something special.”

With that, he withdrew his cock from her mouth and positioned himself at her entrance. Sandhya, still licking Mrs Iyer’s pussy, felt the head of his cock pressing against her asshole.

“Oh, yes, take my cock, you filthy whore,” he growled, pushing forward.

Sandhya gasped as he breached her, filling her tight hole. The sensation was intense, a mix of pleasure and pain. She continued to lick Mrs Iyer, her moans muffled by her pussy. Mr Iyer began to thrust, taking her in a way no one ever had.

“You like it rough, don’t you, you bastard?” Mrs Iyer panted, her hands gripping Sandhya’s hair. “Let me show you what else we can do.”

Mrs Iyer released Sandhya’s hair and moved to straddle her face, her dripping pussy hovering over Sandhya’s mouth. Sandhya’s eyes widened as she realized what was about to happen.

“Rim my asshole, you dirty girl,” Mrs Iyer commanded, lowering herself onto Sandhya’s waiting tongue.

Sandhya’s tongue darted out, exploring the tight ring of Mrs Iyer’s anus, licking and probing while Mr Iyer pounded her ass from behind. The sensation was overwhelming, a symphony of pleasure and degradation.

“That’s it, you little slave,” Mr Iyer grunted. “Take all of us, every inch.”

Sandhya’s body trembled as she was taken from both ends, her mouth and asshole filled with the Iyers’ pleasure. She was in a state of pure ecstasy, her senses overwhelmed by the taboo acts she was performing.

“Now, let’s see that pretty pussy of yours,” Mrs Iyer said, moving aside to allow Mr Iyer access.

Sandhya’s legs were spread wide, her pussy glistening with her juices. Mr Iyer knelt between her thighs, his cock glistening with lube and her saliva. He positioned himself at her entrance, his eyes burning with desire.

“Please, fuck me,” Sandhya begged, her voice hoarse from the pleasure. “I need your cock inside me.”

Mr Iyer thrust forward, filling her in one smooth motion. Sandhya cried out, her body welcoming the invasion. He began to move, his strokes deep and powerful, hitting all the right spots.

“You’re so tight, you little slut,” he grunted, his hands gripping her hips. “But I bet your pussy can take more.”

With that, he withdrew and positioned himself at her back entrance, his cock slick with her juices. Sandhya’s eyes widened in surprise. But before she could protest, he pushed forward, stretching her once again.

“Oh, yes, take it all, you filthy whore,” he growled, his hips moving in a relentless rhythm.

Sandhya’s body shook with each thrust, her cries filling the room. She was being taken in ways she had never imagined, her submissive nature fully awakened.

“Now, let’s add a little spice,” Mrs Iyer said, reaching for a bottle of lube. “I want to peg you, Sandhya, while my husband fucks your mouth.”

Sandhya’s eyes widened further, her body tingling with anticipation. She had never experienced such depravity. But she craved it and wanted to surrender completely.

Mrs Iyer applied lube to a strap-on dildo, her eyes gleaming with excitement. She positioned herself behind Sandhya, who Mr Iyer was relentlessly pounding.

“Take it, you cock-hungry bitch,” Mrs Iyer whispered, pushing the dildo into Sandhya’s pussy.

Sandhya cried out, her body overwhelmed by the dual sensations. Mr Iyer’s cock in her mouth, Mrs Iyer’s strap-on in her pussy. The relentless pounding of her asshole—it was too much, yet not enough.

“You’re our little plaything now, Sandhya,” Mr Iyer growled, his hands gripping her throat, choking her gently. “And we’re going to use every hole you’ve got.”

Sandhya’s eyes rolled back as she surrendered to their desires. Her body was theirs to use, and she relished every moment.

As the afternoon wore on, the Iyers explored every inch of Sandhya’s body, indulging in their darkest fantasies. They discovered her hidden fetishes—her love for armpit licking. Her sensitivity to belly button stimulation and her craving for dirty talk.

They took turns pleasing her, and in return, she worshipped them, her submissive nature fully unleashed. By the time the sun began to set, Sandhya was exhausted, her body sated and bruised from their passionate play.

She lay sprawled on the bed. Her skin glistened with sweat and cum, her mind spinning with the events of the day.

“You were incredible, Sandhya,” Mrs Iyer purred, running her fingers through Sandhya’s hair. “We’ve never experienced such pleasure.”

Sandhya smiled, her eyes heavy with satisfaction. “I… I never imagined this. It was extraordinary.”

Mr Iyer chuckled, his hand stroking her cheek. “Well, my dear, this is just the beginning. We have many more fantasies to explore, and we hope you’ll indulge us further.”

Sandhya’s heart raced at the thought of what lay ahead. She had discovered a new side of herself, a submissive sex slave to their every desire. She dressed and prepared to leave. She wondered what other secrets and pleasures awaited her in this newfound world of erotic exploration.

Little did she know, this was the first chapter in a scandalous tale of forbidden desires and unbridled passion. The Iyers had unlocked something within her. She was eager to see where this journey would take her next.

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“Dude, I’m so confused about this calculus shit,” Supali complained, slamming her textbook shut. Her frustration was palpable as she leaned back in the library chair.

Her friend, Alex, glanced up from his laptop, his eyes briefly scanning the room before returning to her. “What part?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate with the quiet intensity of his focus.

Supali leaned forward, her brows knitting together as she spoke, “The part where you’re supposed to find the derivative of an inverse tangent function. It’s like, I know what it’s supposed to look like, but when I sit down to do it, my brain just goes blank.”

Alex pushed his chair back and stood up, his tall frame stretching. “Alright, let’s take this to the whiteboard in the study room,” he suggested, gesturing towards the back of the library. His eyes twinkled with the promise of a challenge, a smirk playing on his lips.

They found an empty study room, the walls lined with textbooks and the scent of old paper in the air. Alex began explaining the concept, his hand moving swiftly over the board as he scribbled down formulas. Supali watched, her eyes glued to the way his muscles flexed beneath his t-shirt. She felt a strange warmth spread through her that had nothing to do with the effort of understanding calculus.

Alex’s voice grew more confident as he broke down the problem into smaller parts. Supali’s confusion began to dissipate, replaced by a growing attraction to her friend’s intellect. She leaned closer, her breasts brushing against his arm as she pointed to one of the equations. “But what if you do it like this?” she asked, her voice a little breathier than she intended.

Alex’s gaze flicked down to where their bodies touched, lingering for a moment before returning to the board. “That’s actually not a bad idea,” he murmured, a hint of surprise in his voice. He took the marker from her hand, gently correcting her approach. Their fingers brushed, sending a jolt of electricity through Supali’s body.

The tension grew thicker as he leaned closer to demonstrate, their bodies almost touching. Supali felt her heart racing, her breaths shallow. Alex’s cologne filled her nose, a heady mix of sandalwood and something faintly citrusy. She couldn’t help but stare at his firm chest, the fabric of his shirt stretching against it.

As the bell rang, signaling the end of college for the day, Alex looked at her with a knowing smile. “Why don’t you come over to my place?” he offered, his voice dropping to a murmur. “My dad’s a math professor. He might have some better ways to explain it.”

Supali’s heart skipped a beat at the invitation. Alex’s house had always been a place of quiet refuge, a stark contrast to her own bustling home. She nodded eagerly, the thought of spending more time with him, especially in the privacy of his home, thrilling her beyond belief.

“But can I come in casual dress?” she asked, suddenly self-conscious of her attire. She was dressed in her usual college wear – a tight tank top and knee length shorts that accentuated her fit physique, her long hair tied back in a high ponytail.

Alex nodded, his smirk growing wider. “Yeah, sure. Just make sure you’re comfortable. No need to get all dressed up for math, right?” He winked at her, and Supali felt her cheeks flush.

Back in her room, she peeled off her tight top and unclipped her bra, letting her breasts breathe in the warm afternoon air. She slipped into a loose tank top that hung just right, revealing the curves of her midriff and leaving her shoulders bare. With a quick look at her reflection, she decided to keep her shorts on, but swapped her long shirt for a cropped one that barely covered her underwear. It was a hot day, and she wanted to stay cool. She grabbed a light jacket to cover up before heading out, feeling a thrill of excitement at the prospect of Alex seeing her in this more casual attire.

The walk to Alex’s house was filled with anticipation, her thoughts racing with a mix of calculus questions and images of the two of them, alone together in a place she had only ever associated with quiet study sessions. As she approached his house, she took a deep breath and let the jacket slide off her shoulders, revealing the alluring tank top and her toned midsection. The door swung open before she could knock, and Alex’s eyes widened slightly as he took in her outfit.

“Come in,” he said, his voice a little rougher than usual. The coolness of the air-conditioned house was a stark contrast to the heat outside, and she felt his gaze linger on the exposed skin of her stomach as she stepped inside.

The living room was as she remembered it – neat and orderly, with the faint scent of leather and old books. Alex led her to the kitchen, where his father, Dr. Castellanos, sat at the table, surrounded by textbooks and papers. He looked up, his glasses perched on the end of his nose, and took in Supali’s outfit with an appreciative gaze.

“This is Supali,” Alex said, a note of pride in his voice. “She’s been having some trouble with calculus.”

Dr. Castellanos looked up from his work, his gaze lingering on the way her tank top clung to her body, showcasing the perfect swells of her breasts. “Ah, welcome,” he said, his eyes twinkling with a knowing smile. “I’ve heard a lot about you.”

Supali blushed, feeling the weight of their stares as she bent down to place her bag on the floor, the gap in her top widening to a tantalizing 10 inches. Her nipples remained hidden, but the darkened peaks were clearly outlined, making it impossible for either man to ignore the allure of what lay beneath. She felt a thrill at the thought of having both Alex and his father’s attention focused on her in such a way.

“Thank you,” she murmured, straightening up and tugging at the hem of her top self-consciously. The fabric clung to her damp skin, a testament to the warmth outside and the sudden spike in the room’s temperature. Alex’s eyes flicked down before meeting hers again, a hint of arousal in his gaze.

“Let’s get you some water,” Alex said, his voice a little strained. He turned away, giving her a view of his tight jeans that hugged his muscular thighs. Supali watched him walk to the fridge, her own thoughts racing.

As he handed her the cold glass, their fingers brushed again, sending a shiver down her spine. She took a sip, the condensation beading on the glass reflecting the tension in the room. She could feel the coolness of the water in contrast to the warmth between her legs.

“Alright, let’s get to work,” Alex said, leading her to a small study area in the corner of the living room. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to keep out the harsh afternoon sun. As they sat down at the small desk, Supali’s thigh brushed against Alex’s, sending a jolt of electricity through her. His eyes darkened, and she knew he felt it too.

On the desk lay an open calculus textbook, its pages filled with scribbled notes and formulas. Alex sat next to her, his leg pressing against hers as he began to explain the concept of derivatives in a way that seemed to make more sense than her professor ever had. His hand hovered over the page, and every so often, it would brush against hers, sending waves of pleasure through her body.

Her eyes kept darting to the doorway as she heard the soft footsteps of Alex’s father approaching. Dr. Castellanos had always been a friendly man, but today, there was an air of curiosity in his movements. He leaned over them, his hand reaching to turn a page, his fingers brushing against the fabric of her top, grazing the side of her breast. Supali tried to ignore it, focusing on the math problem in front of her, but the warmth of his touch lingered.

“Let’s go over the basics,” Dr. Castellanos said, his hand resting on the small of her back. Supali felt her heart racing as she tried to concentrate on the lesson. With each page turn, his hand would accidentally-on-purpose graze her skin, his knuckles brushing against the swell of her breasts. She gulped, her voice shaky as she replied to his questions.

The older man’s touch grew bolder, his hand slipping slightly lower with each pass, sending a jolt of pleasure through her. Alex, seemingly oblivious to his father’s intentions, continued explaining the material. Each time she answered correctly, Dr. Castellanos would pat her shoulder, his hand lingering a moment longer than necessary. Supali’s breath hitched as his thumb stroked the bare skin of her shoulder, his eyes darkening as he watched her squirm.

Her heart raced as the fabric of her tank top began to rise up with the movement of her arms, exposing more of her stomach. The room felt smaller, the air thicker, as she became acutely aware of the two pairs of eyes on her. She swallowed hard, trying to focus on the math, but it was getting harder by the minute. Alex’s leg was now pressing firmly against hers, the warmth of his body seeping into her skin.

Dr. Castellanos leaned over again, his hand accidentally brushing the side of her breast as he turned the page. Supali’s breath caught in her throat, and she felt a heat spread through her body that had nothing to do with the lesson at hand. She glanced at Alex, but his eyes remained glued to the book, his voice steady as he continued explaining. Was he really not noticing his father’s blatant flirting, or was he playing along?

The room was thick with tension, the only sound the rustling of pages and the occasional cough to clear a dry throat. Supali’s focus was waning, her mind racing with thoughts of the two men and their intentions. She felt the doctor’s hand again, this time his thumb tracing a lazy circle around her navel. His breath was hot on her neck, and she could feel his sweat seep through her shirt, pooling in the valley between her breasts.

Without warning, Dr. Castellanos leaned back and reached into his pocket, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. Supali’s eyes went wide with shock, but before she could react, Alex’s hand shot out, snatching them away with a grin. “Look what I found in the drawer,” he said, his voice deceptively casual.

Supali felt a mix of fear and excitement as Alex twirled the handcuffs around his index finger. The metal was cold and intimidating, a stark contrast to the warmth of the room and the growing tension between the three of them. Dr. Castellanos chuckled, his eyes gleaming with something she couldn’t quite place.

“Alex,” she murmured, her voice a soft whisper. “What’s going on?”

Alex’s grin grew wider as he placed the handcuffs on the table. “Don’t worry, Supali,” he said, his voice low and soothing. “It’s just a little… study aid.”

Her heart racing, Supali watched as Alex leaned closer, his hand sliding up her bare stomach to the bottom of her tank top. The fabric was sticky with sweat, and she felt a thrill as he gently pushed it up, his palm pressing against her warm skin. Dr. Castellanos’ eyes never left hers as Alex’s hand moved higher, his thumb grazing the underside of her breast.

“I’m sorry, Supali,” Alex murmured, his eyes flicking to the handcuffs on the table. “But sometimes, we need… extra motivation to learn.” His voice was thick with desire as he took her wrist, the cold metal of the handcuffs clinking against the desk. She gasped as he closed the cuff around her wrist, the sudden coolness a stark contrast to the heat of her skin.

Dr. Castellanos leaned in, his breath warm and heavy on her neck as he reached for her other wrist. Supali felt the fabric of her top stretch as he cuffed her other hand, the metal biting into her skin. She was acutely aware of the doctor’s body pressed against hers, his sweat seeping through her shirt, mingling with hers. The scent of him, musky and masculine, filled her nostrils, and she couldn’t help but let out a shaky breath.

“See?” Alex said, his voice a little too casual. “Now you won’t have to worry about your shirt riding up.” His eyes never left hers, a silent dare in his gaze.

Supali felt a bead of sweat roll down her spine as she nodded, her breaths shallow. Dr. Castellanos leaned in, his hand brushing her neck as he reached for the hem of her tank top. His thumbs hooked under the fabric, and with a gentle tug, he pulled the damp material away from her skin. The cool air hit her like a slap, making her gasp. Alex took the opportunity to wipe the sweat from her forehead, his touch lingering just a little too long.

Her skin tingled as the older man’s fingers trailed down her spine, the fabric sticking to her skin as it was peeled away. “It’s okay,” he murmured, his breath warm against her ear. “We’re just trying to keep you comfortable.”

Alex took the cue, his own hand reaching out to wipe a bead of sweat from her cleavage. The pad of his thumb brushed against the top of her breast, and Supali felt her nipples harden in response. “It’s pretty hot in here,” he said, his voice a little too casual. “Let’s get you cooled down.”

Dr. Castellanos leaned in, his gaze lingering on the handcuffs. “I think we can help with that,” he said, his voice a smooth purr. His hand followed the line of her neck, down to the hem of her tank top, and he began to lift it away from her body. The fabric stuck to her skin, peeling away like a second layer. Supali felt the coolness of the room against her breasts, the sudden exposure making her shiver.

Alex’s eyes flicked up from the book, his gaze burning into hers. He leaned in closer, his breath warm and minty. “Don’t worry, Supali,” he whispered, his voice low and reassuring. “This is all part of the lesson.”

Supali’s heart pounded in her chest as she felt the weight of the handcuffs on her wrists, the cold metal pressing into her skin. Dr. Castellanos’ hand hovered over the exposed flesh of her stomach, his thumb making lazy circles just below her breasts. Despite her initial shock, she found herself leaning into his touch, the anticipation of what was to come making her tremble.

“It’s okay,” she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper. She took a deep breath and nodded, allowing Alex to pull her tank top back down to cover herself. The fabric stuck to her damp skin, and she could feel the outline of her hardened nipples pressing against the fabric.

They studied in silence for a while, the only sounds in the room the rustling of pages and the occasional cough to clear the thickness in the air. Supali felt a strange comfort in the tension, a comfort that came from the feeling of being desired by two intelligent and powerful men.

Her eyes flicked over to Dr. Castellanos, whose eyes remained fixed on the textbook, his hand casually resting on his crotch. She could see the outline of his erection pressing against his slacks, and she felt a thrill of power knowing she was the cause. Alex’s leg remained firmly planted against hers, his own arousal clear from the bulge in his jeans.

“It’s hot in here, isn’t it?” Dr. Castellanos said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to resonate through her body. “Why don’t you two take off your shirts? It’ll make it easier to think.”

Supali felt a rush of heat to her cheeks, but Alex was already unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his broad chest and abs that were clearly the result of hours spent in the gym. She watched as his muscles rippled with the movement, his skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. He glanced at her, his eyes challenging, before tossing the shirt aside.

Her own hands trembled as she reached for the hem of her tank top. Dr. Castellanos’ gaze was intense, his eyes never leaving hers as she lifted the fabric over her head. The cool air of the room kissed her bare skin, making her shiver with a mix of nervousness and excitement. The handcuffs clanked against the desk as she pulled her arms through, the metal cold against her skin.

Alex was quick to follow, his own shirt hitting the floor in a soft thud. Supali’s eyes were drawn to the bulge in his boxers, her cheeks flushing as she took in the sight of his toned chest and abs. The room was silent except for the sound of their breathing, the air thick with the scent of arousal and the faint scent of their combined sweat.

“You know what, Dad?” Alex said, his voice a little ragged. “You’re right. Maybe we should take a break from math and cool down with some… biology.” He looked at Supali, his eyes dark with desire. “What do you say, Supali? Want to learn about the birds and the bees?”

Her heart racing, Supali nodded, the handcuffs clinking against the desk as she shifted in her seat. She watched as Dr. Castellanos removed his shirt, his chest hair matted with sweat and his muscles defined from years of discipline and hard work. Alex followed suit, his abs flexing as he pulled his shirt over his head, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. The two men stood before her, their chests rising and falling with anticipation.

Alex mirrored the move, his eyes locked on hers as he removed his own shirt and pants, leaving him in his boxers. The coolness of the air-conditioned room was a stark contrast to the heat radiating from their bodies.

“Now, let’s get comfortable,” Dr. Castellanos said, his voice a low purr as he stepped closer to her. He reached out, his thumb tracing the line of her jaw as he tilted her head back to meet his gaze. His eyes were dark with lust, and she felt a tremble run through her body as his hand slid down to the top of her tank top.

With a gentle tug, he pulled the fabric up and over her head, leaving her in just her shorts as she had no bra on anything under tank top. She pulled it back on. Supali’s breath hitched as she felt the cool air of the room kiss her exposed skin, her cheeks flushing as she sat between the two men in their boxers.

Alex’s eyes raked over her body, gazing in her full, round breasts and the way her nipples stood at attention. He leaned in, his breath hot on her ear. “You’re so beautiful, Supali,” he whispered, sending a shiver down her spine.

Supali felt a rush of warmth between her legs as Alex’s father, Dr. Castellanos, opened the biology book to the chapter on human anatomy. He began to flip through the pages, his eyes lighting up with a predatory glint. “Ah, the perfect chapter,” he said, his voice thick with anticipation.

The pages fell open to an illustration of a human body, the muscles and organs detailed in full color. “You see here,” he began, his finger tracing the lines of a female form, “these are the changes that occur during… certain moments of excitement.”

Alex leaned in, his eyes never leaving hers as his father’s hand moved down to the page depicting the female reproductive system. “It’s all about biological responses,” he said, his voice a low murmur. “When the body is aroused, it undergoes these… changes.”

Dr. Castellanos’ finger traced the outline of a breast, and Supali couldn’t help but watch as the fabric of her own tank top grew darker with each breath she took. “Breathing becomes shallower, heart rate increases,” he explained, his gaze lingering on her chest. “Blood rushes to the skin, making it more sensitive to touch.”

Alex leaned closer, his own hand reaching out to cover the one his father had just removed from the page. “It’s all about the body’s natural reactions,” he said, his thumb brushing against the side of her breast. Supali gasped, her eyes fluttering shut as the sensation shot through her. “See?” Alex whispered, his voice a soft caress against her skin. “Your body’s already responding.”

Dr. Castellanos nodded, his own hand moving to the bulge in his pants. He began to stroke himself through the fabric, his eyes never leaving Supali’s face. “It’s like a dance,” he murmured, his voice deep and hypnotic. “The body moves in sync with the desires of the mind.”

With a swift motion, he pulled down Alex’s boxers, revealing the young man’s erection. It stood proud and thick, flushed with arousal. “This,” he said, his finger tracing the length of it, “is what happens to males when they’re excited.” Alex’s breath hitched, his cheeks reddening slightly. “It’s all part of the natural process.”

Dr. Castellanos’ eyes met Supali’s, and she felt a strange mix of curiosity and fear. He held out his hand to her, beckoning her closer. “Come, feel it,” he urged. “This is what happens when a man is aroused.”

Her heart racing, Supali reached out with a trembling hand, her fingertips grazing the velvety skin of Alex’s erection. It twitched at her touch, and she felt a pulse of heat shoot through her. She had never touched a man like this before, and the feeling was both alien and exhilarating. Alex’s eyes never left hers, his pupils dilated with lust.

“As you can see,” Dr. Castellanos said, his voice a low growl, “the body goes through many changes during arousal.” He leaned in, his own hand moving to the fly of his slacks. “For females, the breasts become more sensitive, the nipples harden.”

Supali’s eyes widened as he pulled his own erection out, stroking it with a casual air. “It’s all part of nature,” he said, his gaze intense. “The body’s way of preparing for… reproduction.”

The sound of the handcuffs clicking open was the only noise in the room as she felt the metal slip away from her wrists. She brought her hands to her chest, covering herself reflexively, but the doctor’s eyes only grew more intense. “No,” he said, his voice a gentle command. “Let us see all of you.”

Her eyes darted to Alex, whose own arousal was clear in his tight boxers. He nodded, his eyes full of excitement. With trembling hands, Supali unbuttoned her shorts, letting them fall to the floor. The cool air kissed her bare skin, and she felt a strange thrill as the two men took in the sight of her nakedness.

Dr. Castellanos stepped closer, his hand reaching out to cup one of her breasts. His touch was firm but gentle, his thumb brushing against her nipple. “Beautiful,” he murmured. Supali felt her breath hitch as Alex’s hand joined his father’s, his fingers tracing the curve of her waist before sliding down to the band of her shorts.

Her heart raced as they both leaned in, their breaths mingling as they whispered into her ears. “You’re so responsive,” Alex breathed, his hand sliding under the fabric to cup her bare skin. The sensation of their hands on her was overwhelming, a heady mix of fear and excitement that sent shivers down her spine.

Supali felt her body betray her, her breasts growing heavier with each passing second. The doctor’s hand grew bolder, his thumb brushing against the sensitive peak of her nipple. She bit her lip to stifle a moan, her eyes locked with Alex’s. His hand slid down her stomach, his fingertips tracing the waistband of her shorts.

“Dad,” Alex murmured, his voice thick with desire. “Let’s show her.” Dr. Castellanos nodded, a knowing smile playing on his lips. He stepped back, his eyes never leaving Supali’s. Alex reached over, his hand deftly unbuckling the doctor’s belt before pulling down his zipper. The older man’s erection sprang free, long and thick, the head glistening with pre-cum.

Supali couldn’t believe what she was seeing, but she found herself unable to look away. The sight of the two men, naked before her, was intoxicating. She felt a warmth spread between her legs, and she knew she was wet. Dr. Castellanos stepped closer, his hand reaching out to trace the line of her jaw before moving down to cup her cheek. “You want this, don’t you?” he asked, his voice a low purr.

Her eyes flicked to Alex, who nodded, his own hand stroking his erection. “We both do,” he said, his voice thick with need.

Supali felt a rush of heat between her legs, and she knew she couldn’t resist them anymore. She nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “I… I want it.”

Alex’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he stepped closer, his hand sliding up her thigh. “Good,” he murmured. “Because we both want you.”

Supali felt the warmth of his hand through the fabric of her shorts, his fingers brushing against the damp fabric of her panties. She gasped as he hooked his thumbs under the band, pulling them down with a gentle tug. The coolness of the room hit her bare skin, making her shiver.

Alex leaned in, his breath hot on her neck. “You’re so wet,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. Supali felt his hand move to her thigh, his thumb brushing against the slickness of her pussy. She couldn’t believe this was happening, but she didn’t want it to stop.

“Yes,” she whispered, her eyes never leaving Dr. Castellanos’ intense gaze. She felt the older man’s hand slip down her back, his fingers sliding into the waistband of her panties. The fabric was soaked, clinging to her skin, and she shivered as he pulled them down.

Alex’s hand was now on her hip, his thumb tracing circles on the soft flesh. “Let’s show you what it’s like,” he murmured, his eyes on her bare pussy. Supali felt exposed, vulnerable, but also incredibly turned on. She watched as he stepped closer, his erection bobbing with every step.

Her breath hitched as Alex’s hand slid between her thighs, his fingers parting her folds. He groaned at the feel of her wetness, his touch sending waves of pleasure through her body. “So tight,” he murmured, his thumb brushing against her clit. “So fucking tight.”

Supali’s eyes fluttered closed as Alex’s finger slid inside her, his knuckles brushing against her clit with each movement. She felt the pressure build, her hips rising to meet each stroke. Dr. Castellanos stepped closer, his hand moving to her other breast, his thumb flicking her nipple. “So beautiful,” he said, his voice a low growl.

“Daddy,” Alex murmured, his hand moving to Supali’s hair, tugging gently. “Let’s show her how much we both want her.”

Supali felt a thrill at the pet name, the reality of the situation setting in. Dr. Castellanos stepped closer, his erection nudging her stomach. Alex’s finger continued to move inside her, his thumb pressing against her clit in a rhythm that had her gasping for breath.

“You’re so wet, baby,” Dr. Castellanos said, his voice a low murmur. “You want us, don’t you?”

Supali nodded, her breath coming in quick pants. The way the two men looked at her, with such hunger and need, was unlike anything she’d ever experienced. It was terrifying and exhilarating all at once. She just wanted both of their cocks inside her simultaneously.

Alex’s eyes never left hers as he began to stroke himself, his hand moving in slow, deliberate motions. “You’re going to love this, Supali,” he promised, his voice thick with lust. With that Alex positioned himself in between Supali’s legs, pushing them apart. Dr. Castellanos stepped back, giving them room as Alex bent down to kiss her.

Supali felt a jolt of electricity as their tongues met, his hand still working his own cock. She reached up to touch him, her hand tentative at first before wrapping around his shaft. It felt hot and firm in her grip, and she marveled at the velvety skin. “Mm,” Alex groaned against her mouth, his eyes closing in pleasure as she began to stroke him.

“That’s right,” Dr. Castellanos said, his own hand moving to his cock. “Show him how much you want it, baby.” Supali’s cheeks burned at the words, but she couldn’t deny the truth of them. She felt a desperate need building inside her, a hunger that only the two men before her could satisfy.

Alex’s hand was now on her ass, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled her closer. Supali felt the tip of his cock against her pussy, the heat of it making her moan. “Are you ready for me?” he whispered, his voice a dark promise.

Supali nodded, unable to form words. She felt his cock nudge against her opening, the pressure building as he began to push inside. She was so wet, so ready for him, that she took him easily. Alex groaned as he buried himself to the hilt, his hands moving to cup her breasts. “You feel so good,” he murmured, his hips moving in slow, deliberate strokes.

Her eyes met Dr. Castellanos’ as she felt Alex fill her up, his cock stretching her tight pussy. The older man watched them with a hunger that made her pulse race, his own hand stroking his shaft in time with his son’s movements. “It’s your turn,” Alex said, his voice strained with desire. He pulled out, leaving Supali feeling empty and needy.

With a grin, Dr. Castellanos stepped forward, his large hand cupping her cheek. “You’re so sweet, baby,” he murmured, his thumb tracing her bottom lip. She felt the head of his cock nudge against her, and she opened her mouth in anticipation. The taste of him was new and exciting, making her body thrum with need. She took him in, her tongue swirling around the tip as he groaned with pleasure.

After getting his cock wet with her mouth, Supali was eager to have Dr. Castellanos inside her.

“Take me, Daddy,” she begged, her voice thick with desire. Dr. Castellanos’ eyes gleamed with approval at her use of the word ‘Daddy’. He stepped closer, his hand sliding down her body to grip her ass. Alex watched, stroking himself, his eyes never leaving the sight of his father’s cock about to claim her tight, young pussy.

The doctor positioned himself at her entrance, his cock thick and veined, the tip glistening with pre-cum. “You’re going to love this,” he whispered, his voice a low growl. Supali felt her body tense as he pushed inside, his size stretching her more than she’d ever felt before. It hurt, but the pain was quickly overridden by the intense pleasure that followed.

Dr. Castellanos fucked Supali like a beast, his thick cock stretching her pussy to the limits of pleasure. She moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head, as he thrust deeper and deeper with every stroke. “You’re so tight, baby,” he grunted, his hands gripping her hips tightly. “So fucking tight.”

After an intense 10-minute of fucking, the doctor exploded deep inside Supali’s tight wet pussy, filling her up with his hot cum. She felt the warmth spread through her body as he groaned in pleasure, his cock pulsing inside her. She moaned, her body spasming with the intensity of her own orgasm.

Alex couldn’t believe his eyes and he was also getting hard watching his father’s cock disappear into Supali’s tight pussy. He had always wondered what it would be like to see her like this, but the reality was so much better than he could have ever imagined. He stroked his own cock faster, the sound of skin on skin filling the room as he watched his father claim her.

With all the excitement, Alex couldn’t hold onto himself much longer and exploded a huge load of cum which landed on his father’s and Supali’s body. Supali felt the warmth of his release and watched as he came down from his climax, his breathing heavy. Dr. Castellanos chuckled, wiping the cum from her cheek with his thumb before bringing it to her lips. “Taste him,” he said, and she eagerly obeyed, licking the salty fluid from his thumb.

Main ek engineering student hu. To ye poore 4 saalon ki kahani hai. But hum chudai jitna close 3rd year ke end tak hue the.

Meri Jaanvi se sabse zyada banti thi starting mein. Fir 4th year tak Rachika ke sath bahut acha tha. And Vedika ki to baat hi kuch alag hai. In teeno mein sabse achi Vedika hi lagti hai.

Jaanvi around 5 feet height ki hai. Uske chuche aur gaand ache size ke hai. Uski chuchiya thodi latak jati hai wazan zyada hone ke kaaran, but bra mein achi sudaul dikhti hai (36D). Gandi baatein karne mein isko bahut maza aata hai.

Rachika around 5.2 feet ki hai, aur bilkul gori hai. Chuche aur gaand dono hi bade hai. Iske chuche Jaanvi se thode bade the, aur jab nangi bed pe let jati thi, to idhar-udhar chuche fail jaate the. But bhare hue chuche the kadak.

Fir aati hai jisko chod-chod ke mera lund hi latak jata tha, but apne aap ko rok nahi paata tha. Meri pyari Vedika. Gaand ek-dum perfect shape. Chuche bhi sudaul, bina bra ke bhi aisa lagta hai perfect apni jagah pe hai. Iske bhi 36D hi honge, par sabse ache iske hi the. Aisa figure ki nangi dekte hi lund salaami dene lagta tha. Nipple bhi pink, aise ki poora din chooste raho, aur ek-dum clean chut. BC poore shareer pe ek baal nahi tha.

Aur Teeno ka ek talent tha ki teeno apne chuche khud choos sakti thi, aur gaand marwane ke liye bhi ready rehti thi.

Sabse pehle meri chudai Jaanvi ke sath hui. Wo meri achi dost thi, to wo mujhe aise bolti rehti thi ki tera choosu kya? Mujhe chodna chaahta hai kya? But main mazak mein hi leta tha.

Fir ek din socha try karte hai, commitment to kuch thi bhi aur aage se bol rahi thi to kya galat hai. College ke baad hamne plan banaya dinner ka aur hotel mein room bhi book kar liya tha. Thoda drink bhi kiya tha, but kisi ko chadhi nahi thi dono mein se. Room mein pahunchte hi Jaanvi ne apna top utaar diya. Wo bra mein hi ghoom rahi thi room mein. Badhiya lag rahe the chuche mote taaze. Main bhi shirtless hi tha.

Hamne ek-ek cigarette pee aur uske baad kiss karne lage. Wo bahut hi zyada horny ho rahi thi, aur kaat rahi thi lips ko. Back pe nails se mark kar rahi thi. Fir mere nipples se khelne lagi, aur chaatne lagi. Ab mera poora khada ho gaya tha. Maine uski bra open kari, aur chuchi baahar uchali. Kasam se kya scene tha wo.

Wo boli: Ab dekhti hu kya karega.

Main pehli baar uski chuchi muh mein lene wala tha. Aise to kapdon ke upar se bahut baar touch kiya tha. But pehli baar nipples dekhe uske. Brown and soft the, areola bhi bada tha uski chuchi ke hisab se.

Apni jeebh uske chucho pe ragadne laga, aur fir nipples pe fer raha tha.

Wo boli: Sirf aise nipples ko kuch nahi hoga. Thoda rough kar. Main khelti rehti hu inse isliye insensitive ho gaye hai.

Fir usne ek chucha liya, aur zor se maara nipple pe. 3-4 baar thappad maare chucho pe, aur ek le liya apne muh mein, aur nipples muh mein rakh kar kheenchne lagi.

Wo boli: Dekh aise hard honge ye nipples. Aaja doosra tu kar.

Maine uske nipples muh mein liya, aur poora geela kar diya thook se, aur choosne laga zor se. Acha swaad aa raha tha uski skin ka. Thook waale nipple ko pinch kiya halka sa, aur fir daant lagaye uspe. Ab thoda-thoda khada ho raha tha.

Usne kaha: Muh mein bhar ke zor se kheench, ho jayega poora.

Maine waisa hi kiya aur dono ek-ek nipple chooste rahe. Wo apne hath se mere lund ko sehla rahi thi aur boli-

Jaanvi: Lagta to hai kaafi maza dega aaj tu apni saheli ko.

Mera lund 6 inch ka hai aur poora khada tha, aur 3 inch mota bhi hai. Wo mere lund ko hilane lagi hatho se aur ye sab karte hue nipples ki chusayi to chaalu thi.

Wo boli: Ab thoda ruk jaa, mujhe choosna hai thoda. Itne time se bol rahi hu aur tu aaj ye mauka de raha hai mere ko.

Maine kaha: Aaja ab lele maza mere lund ka.

Fir usne choosna start kiya. Thoda paani nikal raha tha lund se, usne taste kiya aur boli-

Jaanvi: Yahin to chahiye tha mujhe (aur topa choosne lagi).

Dheere-dheere speed badhati gayi, aur 3/4 lund le chuki thi muh mein. But mota hone ki wajah se poora nahi jaa raha tha.

To wo boli: Poora to lekar rahungi tere lund ko.

Aur fir wo try karti rahi. Maine bhi uske baal pakad ke dhakke lagaye, but wo nahi le payi. Mera poora lund uski thook mein ho gaya, aur thook tapakne lagi. Uske chucho pe bhi thook gir rahi thi, jo pehle se geele the meri thook se.

Usne poocha: Chaatega ya seedha chudai karega?

Maine kaha: Taste to karna banta hai teri fuddi ko.

Aur fir maine use bed pe litaya, aur clitoris ko chhedhne laga jeebh se. Halke baal the thode chut ke upar, but chut poori saaf thi. Ache se dhuli hui thi, aur khushbu bhi aa rahi thi.

Fir usne bola: Tere liye maintain karke rakhti hu.

Fir maine dheere-dheere poori chut chaati aur jeebh andar ghusa kar chodne laga. Uske baad 2 ungliyan daal kar chaatne laga.

Wo boli: Bas ab chudai chaalu kar de, main marr jaungi. Thodi der baad fir chaat lena.

Maine apna lund thoda ragda chut pe, aur thookne laga chut aur lund pe, aur ye maari entry uski chut mein. Wo thoda chillayi aur bedsheet pakadne lagi.

Maine poocha: Aur andar jau ya ruku?

Usne bola: Aaja andar, but dheere-dheere kar.

Maine thoda time lete hue 4-5 jhatkon mein andar daal diya poora lund. Fir let gaya uske upar, jab tak wo normal nahi hui. Fir chaalu kiya dhakke maarna. Wo bhi aage-peeche hone lagi, aur boli-

Jaanvi: Ab tez kar le, maza aa raha hai.

Maine speed increase kari, aur poora andar-baahar lund karke chut maarne laga. Uske chuche zor-zor se uchal rahe the. Unko pakad ke fir chodne laga. Thodi chudai karne ke baad usne kaha-

Jaanvi: Main apna chucha choos rahi hu, aur tu doosra choos, aur chod mujhe. Bahut acha lagta hai.

Usne chucha neeche se pakda, aur poora upar karke apne muh mein daal liya. Doosra maine choosna chaalu kar diya. Teeth ke beech mein nipple pakad kar jeeb se zor-zor se choosa. Uske poore nipples kadak ho gaye the .

Fir wo boli: Ab tujhe khelna aa gaya inke sath. Aise hi khade hote hai ye.

10 minute aise chodne ke baad maine kaha: Ab doggy mein aaja.

Usne bola: Kutiya ban aisa bol, acha lagta hai.

Aur wo kutiya ban gayi. Chuche uske poore dab gaye uske neeche aur gaand utha kar kutiya ban gayi. Fir wo dono hath se chut ko chauda karne lagi aur boli-

Jaanvi: Aaja andar jaldi se, aur chod mujhe.

Is baar ek baar mein poora lund andar ghus gaya, aur chodne laga zor-zor se. Uske chuche bed pe ragad rahe the. Uski kamar pakad kar aur zor se chudai kari.

Usne kaha: Rukna mat mera paani aa raha hai.

Aur main laga raha. Uska paani nikla, to mera lund geela ho gaya, aur thoda bed bhi. Ab mera bhi hone wala tha.

Maine kaha: Aaja mera bhi paani nikalne wala hai.

Wo jaldi se uthi, aur lund pakad ke hilane lagi. Lund poora chikna tha uske paani mein aur mera bhi nikal gaya. Main nahi chaahta tha uske muh pe gire, but itna tez nikla ki ek dhaar uske muh pe chali gayi. Usne kuch bola nahi aur taste karne lagi. Jab aise hi muh rakha usne, dhoya nahi, to main samajh gaya kuch problem nahi thi use.

Next day hum college mein mile to Rachika and Vedika dono ne uski neck pe marks dekhe. Hum sab ek hi branch mein the, to har time sath hi rehte the. Wo dono usse poochne lagi, aur kaan mein kuch bolne lagi ek-doosre se. Exactly kya baat hui unke beech ye to pata nahi, but aisa lag raha tha ki unhe doubt mujhpe hi ho raha tha. Wo mere paas aa kar poochne lagi ki kal kaha the, tum dono hi gayab the, raat ko dikhe nahi?

Next part to be continued…

Main mummy ko dekhte hue apna lund upar neeche kar raha tha. Mummy bhi mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Mummy ki bur geeli ho rahi thi. Aur mera mann kar raha tha ki main abhi apna muh unki bur mein laga du.

Sade 10 tak mummy ne 3 client ka pani nikal diya. Fir mummy bed par nangi bethi mujhe hi dekhe ja rahi thi. Mummy ko dekhne se saaf saaf pata chal raha tha ki unki tasalli abhi bhi aache se nahi hui hai.

Tabhi maine tripod utha ke neeche rakh diya. Aur tripod neeche rakhte hi maine mummy ki taange pakad ke unhe kheech ke lita diya. Aur isse pehle main apna muh mummy ki bur par lagata.

Mummy ne khud mere sir par hath rakhkar. Mera muh aapni bur par laga diya. Aur aapni taange faila ke woh mujhse aapni bur chatwane lagi. Jaise hi meri jeebh mummy ki bur par lagi.

Tabhi unke muh se awaaj aayi Ummm maaaa ummmm mmmm. Mummy ke muh se kamuk siskariya sunne ke baad main aapni jeebh jaldi jaldi chalane laga. Mummy mera sir aapni bur par dabane lagi.

Mummy kuch jayada hi garam ho gayi thi. Aur unki bur to bhatti ki tarah aag ugal rahi thi. Main jitna mummy ki bur ko chaat raha tha. Unki bur utni geeli hoti ja rahi thi. Tabhi maine 2 ungliyaan mummy ki bur mein daal di.

Aur ungliyon ko ander bahar karte hue main mummy ki bur chaatne laga. Ungliyaan ander bahar karne se mummy ko chudai ka maza milne laga. Aur meri jeebh unki bur ke daane par apna kamal dikha rahi thi.

Abhi mujhe ungli karte hue kuch hi der hui thi ki tabhi mummy aapni kamuk awaaj mein bol padi.

Mummy – Ummmm aise hi beta aise hi, tere papa ne kabhi mujhe itna maza nahi diya. Jitna tu deta hai. Ummmm aise hi mere bacche aise hi, chaat le aapni maa ki bur ko beta chaat le. Rukna mat beta rukna mat.

Mummy ke ander dabi sari bhadas aaj bahar nikal rahi thi. Aur woh khul ke ek chudakkad aurat ki tarah baat kar rahi thi. Mummy ki siskiyaan sunke main aur jaldi jaldi ungli ander bahar karne laga. Aur aapni jeebh unki bur par chalane laga.

Fir kuch der baad mummy ne jor se mera sir aapni bur par daba diya. Aur unki janghe kaapne lagi. Mummy ka pura sharir hilne laga tha. Aur main abhi tak ruka nahi tha. Fir kuch der baad mummy ek dum shaant ho gayi.

Mummy jor jor se aahane bharne lagi. Tabhi unki bur ko chaat ke saaf karne ke baad main utha. Aur uth ke sidha mummy ke upar aa gaya. Aur upar aate hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Mummy ka chera bata raha tha.

Ki unki tasalli ho gayi thi. Mummy ko dekhte hue maine apna sir neeche kiya. Fir main unke honton ko chusne laga. Mummy bhi mera pura sath de rahi thi. Aur woh mere baalo mein hath firate hue mere honton ko chus rahi thi.

Mera lund ek dum tight ho chuka tha. Aur woh mummy ki bur par laga hua tha. Mummy aur main paglo ki tarah ek dusre ke honton ko chus rahe the. Mummy ko dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise woh mujhe aapne ander ghusa lena chahti hai.

Kuch der mummy ke honton ko chusne ke baad main side mein let gaya. Aur mere side mein let te hi mummy uthi aur turant mere upar aake beth gayi. Mere upar bethi hui mummy bahut khoobsurat lag rahi thi.

Aur unke dudh ke beech latakta hua mangalsutra unki sundarta ko aur jayada bada raha tha. Fir main mummy ke dono dudh ko jor jor se dababne laga.Tabhi mummy mere upar jhuki.

Mummy ke jhukte hi unka mangalsutra aur unke dudh mere muh par lagane lage. Fir main bari bari mummy ke dudh chusne laga. Mummy aaram se mere upar jhuki rahi. Mummy ko dekhne se aisa lag raha tha.

Jaise koi gai aapne bachde ko dudh pila rahi ho. Aur main bhi daba daba ke mummy ke dudh chus raha tha. Kuch der mummy ke dudh chusne ke baad main bola.

Main – Mummy mera lund aapke muh mein jaane ke liye betaab ho raha ha.

Mummy – Betaab to main bhi tera lund chusne ke liye ho rahi hu beta.

Aapni baat bolte hi mere seene ko chumte hue mummy neeche jaane lagi. Aur neeche jaate hue mera lund mummy ke dudh ke beech aa gaya. Mummy mere lund ko aapne dono dudh ke beech leke ghisne lagi.

Mummy ke mulaayam mulaayam dudho ke beech lund ghisne se mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Mummy ka mangalsutra mere lund ke upar bar bar aake lag raha tha. Jo mere lund ko aur jayada tight kar raha tha.

Mummy bar bar aapne dudho ko mere lund par ghis rahi thi. Kuch der aapne dudho ko mere lund par ghisne ke baad mummy ne mera lund muh mein le liya. Fir woh mera lund muh mein leke chusne lagi.

Mera lund mummy kisi kulfi ki tarah chus rahi thi. Mummy ko lund chusta dekhkar mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha. Kuch der lund chuswane ke baad main bed par hi khada ho gaya.

Aur mere khade hote hi mummy ghunto ke bal bed par beth gayi. Mummy ke bethte hi maine apna lund unke muh mein daal diya. Fir main mummy ke sir par hath rakhkar apna lund unke muh mein ander bahar karne laga.

Mummy aaram se bethi hui thi. Aur main apna lund ander bahar kar raha tha. Mera lund mummy ke thuk se geela ho chuka tha. Mummy mera lund aage peeche karte hue use bade pyaar se aapne muh mein le rahi thi.

Kuch der main aise hi apna lund chuswata raha. Fir main bola.

Main – Mummy ab aap aaram se let jao.

Mere bolte hi mummy let gayi. Aur unke let te hi main unke upar aa gaya. Aur ghutne mod ke mummy ke seene par beth gaya. Mere aise bethne se mera lund mummy ke dono dudh ke beech se hota hua.

Sidha unke muh tak ja raha tha. Tabhi maine mummy ke dono dudh ko pakad ke aapne lund se laga diya. Fir main mummy ke upar betha betha aapni kamar chalane laga. Jisse mera lund dudh ke beech se hota hua sidha mummy ke muh mein ja raha tha.

Mummy aapne dudh ki chudai karwate hue lete lete bade pyaar se mere lund ko chus rahi thi. Mummy ke dudh ki ghundiya ek dum tight ho gayi thi. Aur main unhe kheechte hue mummy ek dudh ki chudai kare ja raha tha.

Mummy ke dudh ki chudai karte hue maine mobile utha liya. Fir main mummy ka video banane laga. Mummy ko video banwane se koi farak nahi pad raha tha. Woh to bas aapne dudh ki chudai karwate hue mera lund chuse ja rahi thi.

Mummy ko aapne dudh ki chudai karwane mein maza aa raha tha. Aur woh bar bar mere lund aapne muh mein le rahi thi. Mummy ke dudh ki chudai karte hue mera pani bhi nikalne wala tha. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy mera nikalne wala hai. Kya main pani aapke muh mein nikal du.

Mummy – Ummm mmmm nikal de beta nikal de.

Mummy ki baat sunte hi main apna lund hath mein leke jaldi jaldi aage peeche karne laga. Mummy apna muh khol ke mera pani lene ke liye tayar thi. Fir kuch bar lund aage peeche karne ke baad mere lund se pani ki dhaar niklne lagi.

Jo sidhe mummy ke muh mein gayi. Mummy lete lete mera sara pani aapne muh mein leti rahi. Sara pani nikalne ke baad mummy ne muh band kiya. Aur woh sara pani pe gayi..

Main mummy ko hairan bhari nazaro se dekh raha tha. Mummy mujhe dekhkar smile kar rahi thi. Pani peene ke baad mummy ne turant mere lund ko pakad liya. Fir woh use muh mein leke chusne lagi.

Mummy mere lund ko chus ke saaf kar rahi thi. Jaise main unki bur ko chaat ke saaf karta hu. Mere lund ko chus chus ke mummy ne use saaf kar diya. Fir main utha aur mummy ke upar hi let gaya.

Kuch der hum dono aise hi lete rahe. Fir main mummy ke bagal mein let gaya. Aur karwat leke mummy ke dudh dabane laga. Mummy aaram se leti hui mujhe dekh rahi thi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy aaj kya ho gaya tha aapko? Aaj to aapki bur bhaati ki tarah garam ho rahi thi. Online logo ko dekhkar. Aap kuch jayada hi garam ho gayi thi.

Mummy – Ha beta aaj mera mann kuch jayada hi karne laga tha.

Main – Mummy ye sab kuch aam baat hai. Aise online baate karne se aur logo ka lund dekhne se aisa hona laxmi hai.

Mummy – Ha beta ye to hai. Waise sach kahu to mujhe ye online wala aacha nahi lagta hai. Jis cheej ka maza chu ke aata hai. Uska maza sirf dekh ke aur baato se kaise liya ja sakta tha. Ab tu mere dudh ko chusta hai.

Meri bur ko aapne muh se pyaar karta hai. Jisse mujhe aacha lagta hai. Aur main bhi tere lund ko sehla sakti hu. Ise aapne muh mein leke pyaar kar sakti hu. Jisse tujhe aacha lagta hai. Ye santushti dekhne aur baate karne se to nahi aa sakti hai naa.

Main – Ha mummy ye to hai. Magar ye sab wahi karte hai. Jinke pass aurat ka sukh nahi hota hai. Woh bas dekh ke kaam chala lete hai. Waise bhi mummy aapko is sab se kya lena dena? Aap to isse paise kama rahi ho.

Aur agar aap jayada garam ho jao. To aapki tasalli karane ke liye main hu naa.

Meri baat sunke mummy hasne lagi. Aur main mummy ke dudh dabate hue apna hath fir se unki bur par le gaya. Mummy ki bur abhi bhi geeli ho rahi thi. Mummy ki bur sehlate hue main bola.

Main – Mummy aapki bur to abhi bhi geeli ho rahi hai. Aapka fir se mann ho raha hai kya?

Mummy – Ha beta mann to ho raha hai.

Main – To mummy aapne mujhe kaha kyu nahi?

Aapni baat bolte hi main turant uth gaya. Fir mummy ki taango ke beech aa gaya. Aur jaise hi main unki taange failane laga. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta pehle main peshaab kar aau. Bahut tej aa rahi hai.

Main – Ha ha mummy kar aao.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy bed se uth gayi. Aur unke bed se uthte hi main bola.

Main – Mummy main bhi aapke sath chalu.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy smile karte hue mujhe dekhne lagi. Kyuki woh samajh gayi thi ki main kya karna chahta hu. Fir main bhi uth gaya. Mummy ke sath peshab karne jaane laga.

Aaj mummy ne khud aangan ki light band ki aur hum dono nange hi bathroom mein chale gaye. Aur bathroom mein jaate hi mummy peshab karne lagi. Aur main khade khade apna lund sehlate hue unhe dekhne lagi.

Fir jaise hi mummy peshab karke khadi hui tabhi main neeche beth gaya. Mummy ki bur se peshab ki boonde tapak rahi thi. Jise dekhkar mujhse raha nahi gaya. Maine turant apna muh mummy ki bur par laga diya.

Aur unki peshab se bheegi bur ko chaatne laga. Mummy bhi khade khade mera sir aapni bur par dabane lagi. Mummy ne apna ek pair utha ke balti par rakh liya. Aur main bade aaram se mummy ki bur chaatne laga.

Maine chaat chaat ke unka pani bathroom mein hi nikal diya. Aur ab mummy puri tarah santusht dikh rahi thi. Mummy ki bur chaat ke main khada ho gaya. Aur khade hote hi maine mummy ko deewar se laga diya.

Aur wahi khade khade main unke honton ko chusne laga. Aur woh bhi mere honton ko chuste hue mera lund sehlane lagi. Aur main mummy ki bur mein ungli karne laga. Kuch der honton ko chusne ke baad main bola.

Main – Mummy agar abhi bhi mann naa bhara ho to batao. Main fir se aapki bur chaat sakta hu.

Mummy – Nahi nahi beta ab bas, main aache se farik ho chuki hu. Magar tera lund dekhkar lagta hai ki ye fir se tayar ho chuka ho.

Main – Mummy agar aap mera lund aise hi pakde rahoge. To ye raat bhar bhi dheela nahi padega.

Mummy – Beta agar tu kahe. To main bhi tujhe farik kar deti hu.

Main – Ab rehne do mummy. Kal aache se ise shaant kar dena. Waise bhi ye to aapko dekhkar hamesha khada hi rehta hai. Chalo ab aap aaram karo.

Fir hum dono kamre mein aake nange hi so gaye. Main chahta to mummy se apna lund fir se chuswa sakta tha. Magar mere dimag mein ab kuch aur hi chal raha tha. Isiliye maine mummy mana kar diya.

Fir subha meri aankh thodi der se khuli. Tab tak mummy uth chuki thi. Aur woh jhaadu pocha kar rahi thi. Mummy ko jhaadu pocha karta dekha. Main fresh hone chala gaya. Aur fresh hone ke baad main kamre mein aa gaya.

Fir mummy nahane chali gayi. Aur main betha betha kal raat lund chusai ki video upload karne laga. Aur maine dekha hamari maa bete wali video par bhar bhar views aaye the. Itne views dekhkar main khus ho gaya.

Aur tabhi mummy peticot aapne dudh ke upar pakde hue kamre mein aa gayi. Mummy ko dekhte hi mera lund unhe salami dene laga. Fir mummy almari se aapne kapde nikalne lagi. Tabhi main utha aur jaake mummy ko peeche se pakad liya.

Main kuch der bas mummy ko pakde khada raha. Mummy bhi chup chap khadi rahi. Fir boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tu aise chup chap kyu hai? Koi baat hai kya?

Main – Nahi mummy koi baat nahi hai. Bas aapko gale lagane ka mann karr raha tha.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy palat ke mujhe dekhne lagi. Fir mummy ne aapne hath se pakda peticot chhod diya. Aur petticot ke chhodte hi woh puri nangi ho gayi. Aur nangi hote hi mummy samne se mujhse chipak gayi.

Mummy puri nangi mujhse chipki hui thi. Aur main unki peeth aur gaand ko sehla raha tha. Kuch der hum dono aise hi chipke rahe. Fir mummy boli.

Mummy – Koi baat hai kya beta? Jo tu mujhse kehna chahta hai.

Main – Nahi mummy koi baat nahi hai. Bas aaj mera mann aapko pyaar karne ka kar raha hai. Waise bhi aaj subha main aapko pyaar nahi kar paya.

Mummy – Beta uski kasar to tu raat mein hi puri kar chuka hai. Magar lagta hai tera ye shaitaan kuch jayada hi uchal raha hai. Isiliye ye itna tight ho raha hai.

Main – Mummy ye to sirf aapko pyaar karne ke baad hi shaant hota hai.

Mummy – Kar lena beta. Meine tujhe kab mana kiya hai.

Main – Mummy aaj aap woh mehrun wali bra penty pehanna. Aaj main aapko us bra penty mein pyaar karna chahta hu.

Meri baat sunte hi mummy ne mehrun wali bra penty nikali. Fir woh use pehanne lagi. Mehrun bra penty mein mummy ke dum palang tod lag rahi thi. Aur bra penty pehanne ke baad mummy ne uske upar mexi pehen li.

Fir woh pooja karne chali gayi. Pooja karne ke baad mummy nasta banane lagi. Fir hum dono nasta karne lage. Nasta karne ke baad mummy ghar ki saaf safayi karni lagi. Aur main game khelne laga.

Lagbhag 11 baje mummy kaam karke kamre mein aa gayi. Fir woh bed par mere pass aake let gayi. Aur unke let te hi maine mobile rakh diya. Aur karwat leke mummy ki janghe mexi ke upar se sehlane laga. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Beta, tu mobile mein kya dekhta rehta hai?

Main – Bas mummy aapni video ko log jayada se jayada dekhe. Usi kaam mein laga rehta hu. Taaki hame jaldi se jaldi yaha se bhi paise milne lage.

Mummy – To beta log hamari video dekh rahe hai ya nahi.

Main – Mummy sirf dekh hi nahi rahe hai. Balki aapki video aur photo dekh dekhkar apna lund bhi hila rahe hai. Ruko main aapko dikhata hu.

Fir main mummy ko logo ki bheji photo aur video dikhane laga. Jismein logo ne mummy ki photo par cum tribute diya tha. Mummy naye naye lund dekh rahi thi. Aur main unki mexi upar karke unki janghe aur bur ko penty ke upar se sehlane laga.

Mummy ki bur garam ho rahi thi. Aur unki bur sehlane se mera lund kacche ke ander tambu ban chuka tha. Tabhi mummy boli.

Mummy – Yakin nahi hota beta. Meri photo dekhkar log itne pagal ho sakte hai.

Main – Mummy aapko to andaza bhi nahi hai ki aap kitni khoobsurat ho. Aur log aapke liye kitne pagal hai. Humne jo maa bete wali video banayi thi. Jismein main aapki bur chaat raha tha.

Woh video dekhkar to log aur jayada pagal ho gaye hai. Aur ab to woh aapki chudai photo aur video dekhna chahte hai.

Chudai ki baat sunte hi mummy mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur main unhe dekhte hue unki bur mein ungli karne laga. Chudai ki baat sunke mummy samajh gayi thi ki chudai ka matlab ab mera lund unki bur mein jaane wala hai.

Chudai ki baat se mummy ek dum chup ho gayi thi. Aur woh mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Kya hua mummy? Chudai wali baat sunke aap ek dum chup kyu ho gayi.

Mummy – Nahi beta aise baat nahi hai. Main bas soch rahi thi. Kya ab hame woh sab bhi karna padega?

Main – Nahi mummy uski jarurat nahi padegi. Magar aapki haa ho to main kuch photo le lunga. Jisse kaam chal jayega.

Mummy – Kaise photo beta.

Main – Mummy un photo mein mera lund aur aapki bur sath mein hogi. Aur ek aadh photo mein mera lund aapki bur mein hoga bas.

Mummy meri baat sunke mujhe dekhne lagi. Aur unhe dekhne se pata chal raha tha ki woh kuch soch rahi thi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy agar aapko sahi nahi lag raha hai. To fir rehne dete hai.

Mummy – Nahi nahi beta aise baat nahi hai. Mujhe isse koi aitraaz nahi hai. Jab hum dono itna sab kuch kar chuke hai. To ye bhi sahi, tu photo le sakta hai.

Mummy ki haa sunke main ander hi ander khus hone laga. Mummy ki haa se itna to main samajh gaya tha ki kahi naa kahi woh bhi mera lund apni bur mein lena chahti hai. Bas woh mujhse khul ke chudai ke liye keh nahi rahi thi.

Magar main janta tha. Ye baat unke muh se kaise bulwani hai. Fir main mummy ke upar aa gaya. Aur upar aate hi maine mummy ki mexi ko pakda. Aur use nikalne laga. Mummy ne bhi aapni gaand utha ke mexi ko nikal diya.

Mexi ke nikalte hi mummy mehrun bra penty mein mere samne leti hui thi. Mexi nikal ke maine side mein daal di. Mummy lete lete mujhe dekh rahi thi. Tabhi maine apna muh neeche kiya.

Mummy ki gardan aur unke seene ko chumne laga. Mummy aankhe band kiye meri peeth ko sehlane lagi. Mummy tej tej saanse le rahi thi. Aur main unki gardan aur unke dudh ko chume ja raha tha.

Mummy garam hone lagi thi. Fir main sir utha ke unhe dekhne laga. Mummy lete lete mujhe dekh rahi thi. Aur unki aankho mein chudai ki tadap mujhe saaf saaf dikhyi de rahi thi. Mummy ko dekhte hue main unke dudh ko bra ke upar se daba daba ke chusne laga.

Aur kuch der dudh dabane aur chusne ke baad maine mummy ki bra neeche kar di. Aur bra ke neeche hote hi mummy ke dudh bahar nikal aaye. Dudh ke bahar aate hi maine unhe muh mein le liya.

Fir main kheech kheech ke mummy ke dudh ko chusne laga. Mummy ke dudh chusne se woh aahhhh ummmm aaahhhh karne lagi. Magar mummy ne mujhe ek bar bhi nahi roka.

Mummy ke dudh chusne ke baad main unke pet ko chumne laga. Aur unki nabhi ko chaatne laga. Mummy ki nabhi ko chaat te hue maine apna hath unki penty mein daal diya. Fir main unki bur sehlane laga.

Mummy ki bur geeli ho chuki thi. Aur main unki bur ko ragde ja raha tha. Kuch der bur ragdne ke baad main mummy ke upar se unki taango ke beech aa gaya. Aur taango ke beech aate hi mummy ne khud aapni taange faila li.

Taango ke failte hi mummy ki bur penty mein kaid mere samne thi. Aur unki penty samne se geeli hone lagi thi. Mummy ki penty mein bur wala hissa dekhkar main apna muh laga ke unki bur ki khusboo ko sunghne lagi.

Aur meri naak mein mummy ki bur se nikalti tej mehek chadne lagi. Mummy ki bur se nikalti mehak itni tej thi ki agar koi use sungh le. To uska lund mummy ko salami dene lagi. Mummy ki bur ki mehak sunghte hue meri naak unki bur par lag rahi thi.

Tabhi mummy ne mere sir par hath rakhkar. Mera muh aapni bur par daba diya. Aur main mummy ki bur penty ke upar se chaatne laga. Bur par jeebh lagte hi mummy ke muh se ummmm ki awaaj aayi.

Aur main aapni jeebh mummy ki bur par chalane laga. Kuch der penty ke upar se bur ko chaatne ke baad maine mummy ki penty side se hata di. Aur penty ke side hote hi mummy ki geeli bur mere samne aa gayi.

Mummy ki bur ka ched khula hua tha. Aur main uske ander ka gulabi geelapan saaf saaf dekh sakta tha. Mummy ki bur se nikla hua chamda bhi unke pani se geela ho gaya tha. Mummy ki bur ko dekhkar main ye samajh gaya tha ki apna lund daalne ka yahi sahi waqt hai.

Fir main bed par khada ho gaya. Aur turant apna kaccha nikal diya. Mera lund to pehle se hi pathar bana hua tha. Aur kacche ke nikalte hi woh uchal ke bahar aa gaya. Lund ke bahar aate hi main ghunte mod ke beth gaya.

Mummy lete lete mujhe hi dekhe ja rahi thi. Mummy ko dekhte hue maine unki penty ko dono side se pakda. Aur halke halke use nikalne laga. Penty ke nikalte hi mummy ne fir se aapni taange faila li.

Mummy puri tarah garam ho chuki thi. Aur unhe dekhkar aisa lag raha tha ki woh mujhse jayada jaldi mera lund aapni bur mein lena chahti hai. Fir maine apna lund mummy ki bur par laga diya.

Mummy ki bur par lund lagte hi mujhe us mulayam mulayam chamde aur uski garmi ka ahsas aapne lund par hone laga. Main aapne lund ko mummy ki bur ke chamde aur daane se ragad raha tha.

Mummy mujhe dekhte hue aapne honton ko daba rahi thi. Aur unki aankhe mujhe unhe chodne ki izaazat de rahi thi. Aur main aapne lund ko unki bur par ragde ja raha tha.

The morning sun filtered through the blinds, casting slanted shadows across the living room. Arjun sat on the couch, his laptop open but ignored, his mind elsewhere. The house was silent except for the faint hum of the air conditioner. It was a steady reminder of how alone he felt.

His wife had left for work hours ago, and the house’s emptiness seemed to stretch out endlessly around him. He shifted uncomfortably, the growing tension in his pants impossible to ignore. It wasn’t often that he found himself so wound up.

But today was different. Today, the ache between his legs was more insistent, more demanding. He glanced at the clock. Sheela would be here soon. She always came on Wednesdays. Her slender frame will be wrapped in a faded saree, her hands rough from years of cleaning.

She wasn’t beautiful, not by conventional standards. But something about her—something raw, something primal—made his pulse quicken. The sound of the front door opening snapped him out of his thoughts. He heard the soft click of her sandals on the tile floor and the rustle of her saree as she moved.

His heart raced as he stood, his body moving before his mind could catch up. Sheela was bent over the dining table, arranging the cleaning supplies, when he approached her. Her back was to him, the curve of her waist visible beneath the thin fabric of her blouse.

Without thinking, he closed the distance between them, his arms slipping around her waist. She stiffened immediately, her breath hitching in surprise.

“Saheb?” she whispered, her voice trembling.

He didn’t answer. Instead, he pulled her closer, his chest pressing against her back. She resisted, her hands gripping the table’s edge, but it was half-hearted. A token protest. His lips brushed her ear as he murmured, “Shh, just let me.”

For a moment, she hesitated. Then, with a shaky exhale, she relaxed into his embrace. Her body was warm and pliant. He noticed how perfectly she fit against him.

His hands roamed lower, sliding over the curve of her hips, fingertips brushing the edge of her saree. She trembled under his touch, her breath coming in shallow gasps.

“Saheb, please,” she whispered, though whether it was a plea or an invitation, he couldn’t tell.

He turned her around, his hands cupping her face. She looked up at him with wide, uncertain eyes, her lips slightly parted. There was no pretence here, no games. Just the simple, undeniable truth of what they both wanted.

He leaned in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss. She tasted faintly of tea and spices, a reminder of her humble origins, and it only fueled his desire further. Her hands fluttered uncertainly before settling on his shoulders, her grip tightening as he deepened the kiss.

When he finally pulled away, she breathed hard, her cheeks flushed. “Saheb…” she began, but he silenced her with another kiss, his fingers tangling in her hair.

“On your knees,” he ordered, his voice low and commanding.

She hesitated for a fraction of a second before sinking to the floor, her saree pooling around her like water. Her eyes met his, dark and unreadable, as she reached for his belt. The sound of the zipper echoed in the silence, followed by the rustle of fabric as she freed him from his trousers.

Arjun’s breath hitched as her small, calloused hands wrapped around his length. She stared at him momentarily, as if seeking permission, before leaning forward and taking him into her mouth. The warmth of her lips, the wet slide of her tongue—it was almost too much.

He groaned, his fingers tightening in her hair as he guided her movements. She was inexperienced, her strokes tentative and unsure, but there was something undeniably erotic about her submission. About the way she looked up at him, her eyes wide and trusting, even as she took him deeper.

He thrust gently, testing her limits, and she gagged softly before adjusting, her throat relaxing around him.

“Good girl,” he murmured, his voice thick with need.

Her hands rested on his thighs, her nails digging lightly into his skin as she bobbed her head. The sensation was overwhelming. Every nerve in his body alight with pleasure. He cursed under his breath, his hips moving involuntarily as he neared the edge.

But he wasn’t ready to finish—not yet. With a reluctant groan, he pulled away, guiding her to her feet. Her lips were swollen, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she caught her breath. He kissed her again, rougher this time, his hands roaming over her body impatiently.

Without breaking the kiss, he lifted her effortlessly, carrying her to the bedroom. She clung to him, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck, her breath hot against his skin. He laid her down on the bed, her saree splayed beneath her like a pool of silk.

His fingers fumbled with the knot at her waist, the fabric unravelling to reveal her bare skin. She was lean, her body marked by the hardships of her life, but there was a quiet beauty in her vulnerability. His hands traced the contours of her hips her waist, before slipping between her thighs.

She gasped, her back arching off the bed as he touched her, the wetness evidence of her arousal.

“Please, Saheb…” she begged, her voice barely audible.

He didn’t need further encouragement. Positioning himself between her legs, he pushed inside her in one smooth motion. She cried out, her nails scraping his back as she adjusted to his size. He stilled, allowing her to adjust before setting a slow, deliberate pace.

The friction was exquisite, her tight warmth enveloping him completely. He kissed her again, swallowing her moans as he rocked into her, each thrust driving him closer to the edge. Her legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him deeper, her body moving in perfect sync with his.

“Yes…” she whispered, her voice a broken whimper.

The room was filled with the sounds of their passion—the creak of the bed, the slick slide of skin against skin, their ragged breaths mingling in the air. Arjun’s hands gripped her hips, holding her firmly as he increased his pace, the bed shaking beneath them.

Sheela’s nails dug into his shoulders, her cries growing louder with each thrust. He could feel her tightening around him, her body trembling as she teetered on the edge of release. With a final, punishing thrust, he buried himself deep inside her, his climax crashing over him like a wave.

They lay there afterwards, tangled in each other, their breaths slowly returning to normal. Arjun ran a hand through her hair, his touch surprisingly gentle. Sheela turned her face into his palm, her expression unreadable.

After a while, he handed her 500 rupees, his voice gruff but not unkind. “Finish your chores and leave.”

She nodded silently, slipping out of bed and gathering her saree. As she walked away, he couldn’t help but watch her, a strange mix of satisfaction and guilt twisting in his gut. What had he done?

And then, just as she reached the door, she turned back, her voice soft but firm.

“Next time,” she said, her eyes meeting his, “don’t stop.”

Arjun froze, his pulse spiking.

Your Daddy wrote these events (true or fiction, up to you) for your pleasure. I want only the loyal, submissive Daddy worshipping naughty Girls to contact me. Others stay away [email protected]. Remember, it’s Daddy’s responsibility to give you pleasure.

Hello guys, welcome back. I am Kaushal from a small village in Rajasthan, India. I am 21 years old, a good-looking boy, and my height is 5.8 inches. My dick size is 7.6 inches long and 3 inches thick.

Let me introduce my family: –

Mom – her name is Shivangi. She is a little chubby and has big boobs and butts. Her age is 41.

Dad – his name is Asher, he has a normal body size, his age is 43. he is a businessman and stays out of town most of the time.

Let me begin with the story. I was 19 years old at that time. I was admitted to college as a correspondence. I used to help my Dad in her business.

It was the time I got introduced to incest through my best friend. He is real incest. I started reading incest comics and stories. It was time I got sexually attracted to my Mom.

My Mom usually wears a saree during the day and a nighty during the night. One day, I fell down the stairs due to a wet floor. As soon as I fell, I fell unconscious. My parents rushed me to the hospital. When I woke up, my parents were talking to the doctor.

Doctor – There are no injuries, but I am afraid that he may have lost his memory.

Mom and Dad were crying.

Mom – When will he wake up?

Doctor – It won’t take long. He will wake up soon.

I thought maybe I could use this opportunity. I woke up after a few minutes. I was acting like a kid, but I remember my parents.

Doctor – It’s nothing to worry about. But he has lost some of his memory.

Mom – How much time will it take him to recall everything?

Doctor – It depends. Sometimes it takes a few days. Sometimes it takes a long time.

Mom – Can we take him to home?

Doctor – Well, you have to stay today for some observations. You can go in the morning.

Mom – Okay, Doctor.

The next day, my Dad went on his business trip. Mom was working in the kitchen. I went to the kitchen naked.  I used to stay naked when I was a child all the time. There was a container filled with milk on the table. I pushed the container, and it fell, and the body below my stomach was covered with milk.

Mom – What did you do?

Me – (with a crying face) Sorry, Mom.

Mom – It’s fine. Come here, and let me bathe you.

Me – Okay, Mom.

Then we went to the bathroom. First, she poured water on my body and then applied body wash. I was acting like a kid, I threw water on her boobs, but she was acting patient. She dried my body and gave me some fruits to eat.

I slept with Mom that day. It was around 10 pm, and I started to play with her boobs. I was pressing them and trying to suck them. She was wearing a blouse and petticoat. She opened her blouse, and thinking I was a kid, I started sucking milk from her boobs.

I already knew due to some hormones. She still produces milk. I was drinking it like a baby. Then I went to sleep while sucking her boobs. I thought to take it further tomorrow. I woke up early the next morning.

Again I started sucking her boobs, and she woke up and fed me his milk. I felt like she was also enjoying feeding his teenager his breast milk.

Mom – C’mon, let me bathe you before preparing breakfast.

Me – Okay Mom.

Mom – Go and wait for me in the bathroom.

I went to the bathroom. She came after a few minutes, turned on the shower and started applying body wash to my body. I made her wet by throwing water on her.

Mom – You made me wet; I should also have a shower with you.

Me – Yes, Mom, I’ll help you undress.

She was only wearing a blouse and petticoat. She was not wearing a bra or pantie. I removed the knot of her petticoat and opened her blouse. She was completely naked, now standing in front of me.

I got a hard boner, and she washed my dick with water. Then she took my dick in her hand and stroked it a little. I was able to see lust in her eyes. I could have fucked her that time. But I knew if I wanted to have sex with her, I had to work with patience.

Mom – Does it hurt you there?

Me – Yes, Mom, it’s hurting a lot.

Mom – Don’t worry. I am going to kiss you, and it will be okay.

Me – Okay Mom.

She kissed my dick for a minute, and then she took my dick in her mouth and started sucking it. It was an amazing experience. I felt that we were in heaven. She sucked my dick for 10 minutes, then I released my cum deep inside her mouth.

Me – Sometimes I came from there.

Mom – Son, it is known as dick, and don’t tell this to your Dad or anyone.

Me – Okay, Mom. I will not tell anyone.

Then she cleaned my dick and dried my body with a towel. She asked me to watch TV. Meanwhile, she could have a shower. I came from the washroom and hid behind the wall. She was fingering in pussy. She got an orgasm in 10 minutes. Then she cleaned her body and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

After dinner, we both slept in the same room. It was midnight. I woke up and started sucking her boobs. She also woke up, and after a few minutes, she got horny. She was fingering her pussy while I was sucking her tits.

Me – Mom, what happened?

Mom – Nothing much, son. I am having pain here. (indicating her pussy)

Me – Don’t worry, Mom, I will kiss you there, and you will be fine.

Mom – Yes, son, kiss me there.

Me – Okay, Mom.

Mom – Lick it like you lick an ice cream.

Me – (with innocence) Okay, Mom.

I started licking her pussy, I licked her pussy for 10-15 minutes, and she got her orgasm. She released his cum in my mouth.

Me – How are you feeling now?

Mom – I am feeling good, and I love you.

Me – But now I am having pain in my dick.

Mom – Don’t worry, I will suck it and help you, you try to sleep.

Me – Okay, Mom.

Then she sucked my dick for 15 minutes and later drank my cum, then we went to sleep.

The next day, we went to the hospital. The doctor observed me and advised my parents to let me do whatever I wanted. To not let me go out and indulge in some activities.

This was the first part of my story. I hope you like it. Don’t forget to share your views in the comments. You can give me some ideas. I will be back with another part soon.

To be continued.