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Hi, this is Shaan. I am 19 years old and live with my parents. In the last part, you read how my Mom started interacting with Ramesh, our neighbour’s grandfather. Raj saw our parents fucking. Later, he helped my Mom have an amazing orgasm. Continue to read from there.

Raj got up too, and rubbing his hard dick over my Mom’s pussy he tried to kiss my Mom. But my Mom moved her face aside and said, “This is wrong, Raj, you are just like my son. I can’t do this with you. I should have stopped it long back, but I am sorry.”

It didn’t affect Raj as he continued to rub his dick head between my Mom’s pussy lips now. He pulled out his dick and showed it to my Mom.

He said, “Look, Nazia, how wet you are. I am not your son, by the way. I am sure that you might not have experienced a dick of this size in your life. You have an opportunity now, but it’s up to you to decide. I will go back and watch some porn, stroke my dick till I cum and sleep peacefully. What about you? After getting a good licking, will you be able to cool that burning pussy without a good fuck?”

My Mom didn’t respond to Raj, but she kept on watching Raj stroking his dick. Raj spat in his hand and rubbed all the saliva over his dick, and stroked for 2 minutes. It made his dick shine. His black dick was very good to look at. He collected his pants and came back to my room.

I was watching all of this till now. This time the white liquid came out of my dick twice. Raj didn’t lock the door but put on his pants and slept beside me. I was so tired and dozed off. But that night was still young, and nothing happened for the next 15 minutes.

I saw my room door opening and my Mom walking into my room. We had the bed light on. I could see my Mom sitting on the bed beside Raj. She placed her hand on Raj’s boner and pressed his dick. Raj got up immediately. Mom placed her finger on his lips to stop him from making noise.

My Mom pushed Raj back onto the bed and kept rubbing his dick over his shorts. Raj wore a shirt, and my Mom removed his shirt buttons one after the other. While her hand was all over his dick, pressing it, rubbing it, squeezing it. Raj was moaning slowly, sleeping beside me.

My Mom then went over to Raj and started to kiss his chest. She bit his nipples, and Raj caught Mom’s hair and pulled her, locking her lips with his. I was covering a bedsheet, and I caught my dick which was hard already. They kissed. Mom placed his hand into Raj’s shorts and caught his dick directly.

Raj pulled my Mom’s nightie down, making her boobs pop out. He started to suck my Mom’s boobs while my Mom continued to stroke his dick. Now my Mom is moaning, and with one hand, she is trying to push her whole boob into his mouth. But since they are huge, all couldn’t go in.

My Mom then started to kiss his chest again and went down on him. She smelled his dick and kissed it. She licked the tip of his dick and slowly took his whole dick into her mouth. Fuck, that is the sexiest thing I have seen. My so loyal Mom was feasting over a Hindu dick was something that made it hot.

She made his dick disappear in her mouth and gagged over his dick. Once she left his dick, after a few minutes, his dick was all wet and shining with my Mom’s saliva. Holding his dick, my Mom pulled Raj out of bed and took him out. I waited patiently for a few minutes.

I then slowly opened my door to see them on the couch. Raj sat on the couch nude while my Mom sat down at his feet. She sucked his dick again and said, “I have never seen such a big dick and that you at this young age.”

Raj replied, “Yes, Nazia, I am blessed with such a huge dick. Even my teachers love me for that, and most of my class girls too.”

My Mom was sucking all the while as Raj spoke. My Mom then said, “I never expected a Hindu dick to be this huge. I was under the assumption that Muslim dicks are big.” Raj lifted my Mom and threw her on the couch.

He positioned himself between her legs and said, “Then you are going to taste the real Hindu dick.” He pushed his dick into my Mom’s pussy. My Mom moaned so loud that I was scared of what would happen if my Dad woke up. But he didn’t.

Raj started to fuck my Mom with huge strokes. He was fucking my Mom so wild. She wrapped her legs around him and was enjoying his assault. She was raising her ass when Raj was pushing his dick into her pussy. A white circle formed around Raj’s dick, and my Mom kept on moaning.

Raj, after 10 minutes of non-stop fucking, he lied down on the couch. He pulled my Mom on him, holding her by her hair. Mom sat on his dick just like the other day, and she started to ride Raj’s dick. Raj’s hands were all over my Mom’s ass as he spanked her ass till it turned red.

My Mom was in pleasure as he slapped her ass and her boobs harder. “Hit them harder.” My Mom moaned, and Raj did that. Raj started to fuck her from below. My Mom couldn’t control herself and started to moan.

“Fuck me like a bitch. I am longing for this good fuck with such a huge dick. Make me your slave. I will get fucked whenever you want, at any time and any place.” She moaned, and white liquid fell out of her pussy.

Raj immediately pulled his dick out and made Mom kneel on the couch. He stood on the ground, bending her. He entered my Mom again. He was holding my Mom’s hair and pulling her back with one hand. The other hand kept slapping her ass, and he was fucking her at full speed.

I could see my Mom’s boobs swinging so fast. Raj lay over my Mom and crushed her boobs with both his hands, grunting so loudly. I understood later that he cum into my Mom’s pussy. My Mom remained kneeling on the couch with her head falling.

Raj went to the other side and pushed his dick into my Mom’s mouth again. My Mom sucked his dick clean, and it became limp again. They started to look for their clothes. I went back to my room and pretended to be asleep. Raj came back and was all sweaty.

I noticed my Mom followed him nude, and her body was shining with sweat. They went to my washroom. For the next half an hour, I heard moans and grunts. Then they came out, and Mom went to their room to sleep. The next day, I saw a glow on Mom’s face, and she looked so happy.

At college, I met Raj and requested that he give my Mom the same happiness every day, to which he happily agreed. I will let you know what happens next in the coming parts. Let me know how you felt reading this incident at [email protected].

All three of us were now in Mom’s room, and I sat on a chair next to Mom’s door. Mom gently pushed Varun on the bead.

Mom: Lie down, son.

Varun dropped onto his back. Mom climbed on him positioning her body above his lap by gently holding his cock and lowering herself. Mom was now fucking and was in complete control. She kept moving up and down by rolling her hips and moving her ass.

Watching them was not as amazing as before, but it was interesting. I saw the dilemma Varun was in. He had two choices. One to pinch Mom’s nipples and another to grab her ass. He seemed conflicted, and I decided to join the action. I undressed myself and crawled onto the bed.

To be honest, I was feeling a little left out. Mom said her wish was to be fucked by 10 people. The last two were supposed to be Varun and me. But I was ignored, and my ego was hurt. I didn’t want to be a spoil-sport and leave them alone, making them think I’m getting bothered.

At the same time. I did not want to be too proactive to show my desperation. I just lay next to them and fingered myself watching. Varun knew me well and understood my annoyance. To smooth things, he said, “I wish I could have both Mom and You at the same time.”

Varun: Priya, I want to eat your pussy while Mom is riding me,

Me: Nope, not happening. I want you to beg.

Varun: Please, sit on my face and rub that smooth pussy of yours.

Me: And?

Varun: I want to smell and lick your ass. I want to fuck your butt hole with my tongue.

Mom was bouncing like a maniac, and I moved close to Varun. I had my fingers in my pussy and ass hole. They were glazed with my juices, and the middle finger that was in my ass-hole was still warm. I got my fingers close to his nose and rubbed them on his lips.

Varun then started to suck them and sniff them. Suddenly, he pulled my hand and placed it on Mom’s breasts. Mom’s eyes were closed, and she did not realise this at first. But when Varun held Mom’s ass with both his hands, her senses were active. She looked down and saw that I was fondling her breasts.

Mom: Come here, Priya.

I was on my knees and faced Mom. Then kissed her neck, ears and lips.  I moved down to kiss her breasts. I latched on to her nipple. Mom was sighing heavily. Her bouncing had stopped. She was pressing hard on Varun’s boner. I knew she was about to cum.

She started to shiver and collapsed after having another massive orgasm. Mom was lying on top of Varun without moving while his dick was still inside her. Varun knew that Mom was at her wit’s end and started to fuck her with all his strength. I could see Mom’s pussy was contracting around his dick.

Varun was now slowing down in an attempt to last longer. But his balls drew close, and his body was preparing for the climax. It was pointless to fight it, just them. Mom said:

Mom: Yes! Don’t pull out, please. Fuck me, son. I want all your cum inside my pussy

Mom was clutching Varun tightly in her arms. She had her legs wrapped around his waist. Varun began trembling, Mom’s eyes were rolled up, and I was masturbating like a nymphomaniac. All three of us cum together. Varun and Mom were kissing.

Mom finally opened her eyes. She tapped Varun to roll over and asked me to get on top of her. I replaced Varun and laid on top of Mom. My petite boobs pressed against Mom’s massive 38 D size.

We both locked our lips and exchanged our spit. Our tongues danced. I licked Mom’s cheek, which was still salty. I moved up a little and put my breast in front of Mom for her to suck.

Mom: Thank you. I know you were the brains behind this, sweetheart.

Me: We love you, Mom

I then moved down on Mom’s pussy to suck her pussy for all of Varun’s cum. I now spat in her mouth. She gladly swallowed like a filthy whore. Varun quietly watched us breathing heavily. I moved back on Mom’s clit and tickled it gently with my tongue.

Mom started to push out more cum from her hole as I licked her ass hole and sucked it gently. Mom then got up and asked me to lie down by saying, “It’s time for Mommy to thank you for everything.”

Mom: You know this is my first time with another woman. I can’t believe it had to be my daughter.

Me: Don’t force yourself if you don’t like it, Mom

Mom: Nonsense! You lay down and let me take care of you.

Mom now moved down my body by kissing every inch. She started from my forehead until she reached my pussy. Without hesitation, she glued her lips on my clit. Of course, only a woman knows what another wants. Watching me pinch my nipples hard by biting my lips.

Mom was eating my pussy with her ass hanging out in the air was surreal. The 50 mg of Viagra was worth it. Varun said to himself when he noticed, “My cock is defying the laws of human physiology and getting erect again.” He went behind Mom, got on his knees and started to fuck her ass.

I could not believe this was Mom’s first time sucking and licking a pussy. She was a maestro. She did it so well. Every few minutes, she placed her tongue on my ass-hole and tried to dig with her tongue. My hands clutched Mom’s hair. I pulled her mouth against my pussy.

My moans had now transformed into groans. I stopped making any sound, holding my breath. I was waiting for Mom’s tongue to pick up pace until I finally cum all over her face. Varun removed his dick out of Mom’s ass and said, “Remember your Promise?”

Me: Of course, my ass is all yours

Varun sniffed my butt-hole and inserted his index finger slowly. I was in a doggy position when Mom came in front of me and opened her legs. I then felt another finger up my ass as I ate my Mom’s pussy. Varun started to handle my ass hole a bit roughly. His fingers were deep inside.

Me: Ouch! Stop!

Varun: But you promised that I could do anything

Me: Yes, It’s just that I’m kind of feeling weird.

Mom moved beside Varun and said, “Let me help you, son.” She opened her drawer and got some lube which she generously poured on Varun’s hand and my ass hole. She then explained to Varun that Porn and real life are different. Anal sex requires special preparation.

Varun: But Ma, your ass hole was so easy, I could fuck you fine without lube.

Mom: Well, I had already been fucked by eight men, and my muscles are well-adjusted to receive a rookie.

Varun: Sorry, Sis, I got a little too excited

Me: No, No, don’t apologise, it’s not the pain. When you put your fingers deep in, it felt like I was going to shit. It’s a bit embarrassing, so I wanted you to stop. You know what, why don’t you play with Mom? I’ll do my business and return in a minute.

Varun: Can I watch?

Mom: Oh! That’s new. I want to join too.

Me: Whatever!

I went to the washroom. Mom and Varun followed me with a sparkle in their eyes. This was so new and exciting I had butterflies in my stomach. I sat on the toilet, and both were looking at me. It was so weird and awkward. Although I had to piss and take a dump, my body was not responding.

Me: Can you both look away for a moment, please?

Mom: Come now, let me help you

Saying this, Mom knelt next to me while I was on the toilet seat. She then put her hand inside and started to rub my pussy. That’s all the stimulation I needed, and a warm gush of hot stream flowed on her hand. Mom continued to run my pussy as I peed.

Varun then stood in front of us with his boner, which Mom and I sucked together. My pee had stopped, and then Mom’s finger moved towards my ass hole. There was plenty of lube that she had applied already. Her finger slid into my bum hole quickly.

She made eye contact with me and said let it go. That’s all I had to hear, and a smooth turd came out of my ass. Mom removed her hands and washed them in the sink. Varun was now kneeling and sucking on my boobs with one hand rubbing my pussy while I was taking a dump.

Mom came and sat on the other side. Varun sucked my left nipple. My right one was being sucked by Mom. Mom held Varun’s cock as she sucked my nipples. I used both my hands to press their heads against my chest. When I was done, Varun asked If he could wipe me.

I stood up and bent a little. Mom had spread my ass cheeks so Varun could clean my bum hole. He grabbed some tissue, and after a few wipes, I could feel a moist tongue licking my ass. Both Mom and Varun took their turn. I continued to stand in this position with my hands on the sink while Varun fucked my ass.

His dick kept popping out, and we all returned to the bed. Varun fucked my ass and kept sniffing it. Mom sat on my face and made me lick all her holes. Finally, Varun fucked us both, and all of us were exhausted. Mom was in the centre with her arms stretched.

I laid my head on her right arm, and Varun was on her left. She pressed us close to her boobs and said once again, “Thank you! This was the best birthday ever,”

The End

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Hey Friends. I’m Arun. I’m 20 years old. I’m here to share the 3rd part of my 2-day live-in relationship with my sultry school teacher, Maya Iyer.

So, to continue with it, we were lying beside each other on the bed. We smiled at each other for a few seconds. Taking her breath back, with a smile on her face, Maya raised her eyebrows and asked, “What?” I nodded sideways and said, “I’m so tired and exhausted, babe.”

She chuckled and asked, “I did all the hard work, and you got tired?” I replied to her, “Yes, you made me tired in the last 5 seconds of the intercourse. When you got your pussy whitewashed with my cream.”

Maya laughed out loud. She rolled over me and said, “Oh my god. So, my baby got exhausted splashing a few drops of cum, is it?” Saying that, she sensually kissed and bit my left cheek.” As she kissed my cheek, I told her, “Tiredness is temporary, mind you. I’ll be back to bang you shortly.”

Maya whispered back in my ears, “I’m waiting.” We giggled at that, and I fell asleep and dozed off without my knowledge. I was dead tired and was fast asleep. I woke up suddenly after a few hours. As I looked around, Maya had closed the bedroom door.

She had switched on the AC. She had left the night lamps on both sides of the bed. She had covered my body to my chest with a blanket. We shared the same blanket. As I looked around, I saw the time. It was 5:10 am. As I looked at her, I instantly got horny.

Maya was sleeping on her sides with her back towards me. The blanket was covering her waist. My lust kept peaking with every second, looking at her broad, lemony and juicy upper back. I slowly crawled close to her. I slowly lowered the blanket down from her waist to her feet.

She was sleeping on her sides with legs one above the other folded like a V-shape. I raised my upper body and looked at her with my face over her body. Maya was fast asleep. I kissed her fleshy upper back. I then slowly tried sneaking my fingers between her arms and bust.

I even went on to chew her flesh over her upper back. I managed to get through between her arms and bust with my fingers pressing the side of her spongy boobs. Maya woke up with a shrunken face. I did not allow her to say a word or even turn around.

She turned her face around and looked at me, half asleep. I pressed my chest tight over her back. I grabbed and pressed her boobs tight and jammed my lips over her lips. I held her head with my other hand. In no time, I managed to dig my tongue into her mouth.

Our mouths were stinking, but I was in no mood to stop at anything. My lust was hitting the roof. Maya was still lying on her side with her head alone, facing the roof. I dug my tongue into her mouth and engulfed her lips with mine. Maya tried to stop me desperately by grunting.

She raised one of her hands and started slapping my cheek. She even grabbed the hair on my head and tried to pull my head up from her face. But I did not give up as I squeezed her big spongy boobs hard and kissed her tight. In a few seconds, she stopped resisting and slowly started to fall in line.

She opened her mouth and allowed me to kiss her deeply. However, she did not kiss me back. She continued to grab the hair on my head tight as I groped and kissed her. Continuing our tight stinking kiss, I slowly dropped my hands from her boobs and dug my fingers between her legs.

Maya again responded positively by opening up her legs a little. She was ready to give in to me for early morning sex. My hard dick was already rubbing between her buttocks. I rubbed her wet and sticky pussy lips with my fingers. I massaged the entrance of her tiny wrinkled pussy hole with my middle finger.

I then dug my middle finger deep inside her pussy and fingered it gently for a few seconds. Maya moaned with her lips firmly engulfed by mine. I intentionally locked her lips with mine for about a couple of minutes before I started fucking her.

I did not want Maya to get an opportunity to yell at me and spoil the mood. I knew that once I penetrated my dick inside her pussy, her anger would vanish. She would enjoy the intercourse. I pulled my middle finger out of her pussy, tucked my palm between her fleshy thighs.

I grabbed her upper thigh, lifted it and put it over my thighs right behind her. My legs were tangled between her legs. My hard dark dick was already kissing her wet pussy lips. I rubbed my dick over her pussy lips. The head of my dick kissed her pussy hole.

I grabbed her moist, juicy thighs over my legs, lifted it a little more and pushed the head of my dick inside her pussy. With the head of my dick inside her pussy, I rolled my arms around her bust. I grabbed her boobs and started fucking her from behind.

Maya moaned as I penetrated my dick deeper inside her. I fucked her hard. I drilled her pussy deep, slowly withdrawing my lips and tongue from her mouth. Maya closed her eyes and moaned sensually. I pushed my dick deep inside her pussy and pulled it back.

As I expected, she started enjoying the intercourse and stopped resisting me from having sex with her. She kept moaning as I continued to crush her pussy hard. Maya went on to raise her hand and grab the iron rod of the bed on the top of her head. She exposed her broad, moist, even-toned underarm.

I got super excited seeing her juicy underarms in such close sight. Not wasting a second, I stuck my tongue out in lust and licked her moist, broad underarm flesh. It looked even-toned and soft. But as I licked it, I could feel her underarm was a little rough on my tongue at the centre.

I loved her smelly, salty underarm flesh so much that I started sucking her sweat hard with a slurping noise. I replaced her underarm sweat with my saliva. I loved her smell so much. I was lost on what I was doing with her then. I continued screwing her pussy hard and deep.

I engulfed her underarm flesh in my mouth and continued sucking it. After some tight and tangled intercourse, I suddenly felt a strong tickling sensation running from my balls through the length of my dick. I crushed her left boob and started licking her underarm, neck, cheek and ear randomly.

My cum gushed out of my dick. I could not control myself as I was going through the extreme pleasures of sex. My dick was getting squeezed from all sides by her deep pussy. I splashed my cum in multiple instalments inside her pussy.

As I completed ejaculation, my dick became softer, shrunk in size. It slowly began oozing out of her pussy. Maya turned around and lay flat on the bed. She grabbed the hair on my head. She pulled me down and kissed me tight. This time she got aroused and got so horny.

She kissed me sloppily with one of her hands on my head and rolled the other arm around my waist. Though I cum and my dick softened up, my lust was still up with a fully nude Maya. Her soft, juicy lips massaged my lips. I was just half over her with my chest pressing against her boobs.

As we kissed tight, I again grabbed her boobs and pressed it hard. As I squeezed her boobs, Maya pressed my head down harder against her face. She opened her stinking mouth wide and started kissing me. I was getting hornier again, playing with her soft body and sucking her juicy lips and tongue.

We smooched intensely, lying down on the bed with my right chest pressing her right boobs. I was squeezing her left boobs. Our legs were tangled with each other, with one of my legs between her legs and the other on the outer side. I was enjoying the dirty, passionate kiss with Maya.

I felt my dick was again growing in size and getting harder. It was just minutes after I cum. My hard dick was rubbing against her rough lower abdomen. With one hand on my head, Maya grabbed the head of my hard dick. It gave me some strong tickles as she pressed her fingers over the inner flesh of my dick.

My dick was greased with her pussy juice. She quickly stopped kissing. By taking her hand from my head and placing it on my shoulder, she slowly withdrew her tongue and lips from my mouth. Both of us were panting heavily, looking into each other’s eyes at close range.

With a heavy breath, Maya exclaimed, “My god. I can’t believe you have a hard-on again. We just had an intercourse, right? How come your dick has stood up again so soon?” I replied to her, “What do you expect when such a sultry woman is lying nude under me?”

Maya gave a smile at me. Before she could say anything, I proposed to her, “I love you babe. I love you so much.” She rubbed my forehead and replied, “I love you too, baby.” Despite the AC running, our bodies were moist. Slowly taking my breath back, I whispered to her, “So, can we have some more sex?”

Maya smiled shyly and asked, “Have I ever said no to you?” By replying to her, “Then spread your legs for me.” I slowly climbed over her. Maya spread her legs wide, allowing me to get between her legs. As I got fully over her, we hugged each other tight.

Maya rolled her arms around my upper back. I kissed her forehead. I came down, kissing her eyes and her nose. Maya lifted her head and bit my shoulder. My hard dick was rubbing over her abdomen and belly. I loved her bite and the way her rough abdomen with tiny hair sprouts was rubbing against my dick.

Maya then dropped her head back on the pillow after some love bites on my shoulder. I ran my lips over her wet chin and kissed her neck. We looked at each other’s eyes at close range. Maya nodded her head, asking, “What?” I was getting a little restless for sex.

I whispered to her, “My little brother wants to taste flesh. Maya’s flesh tasting.” She smiled with a shrunken face and gently slapped on my cheek. I slowly lifted my upper body. Maya understood what I was trying to do. She placed her palms on my shoulders. She looked at my face and eagerly waited for the intercourse.

I grabbed my dick and dipped it between her legs. I then rubbed the head of my dick over her sticky pussy lips. My dick stuck onto her tiny pussy hole. I gently pushed the head of my dick inside her pussy. Just as the head of my dick penetrated her pussy, Maya closed her eyes tight.

She lifted her hands, grabbed the iron rod on the bed above her head, and gasped aloud. She again exposed both her fleshy underarms. I was drooling seeing her wet, broad underarms. Her left underarm was even toned and glowing in sweat. Her right underarm was a little reddish, thanks to me.

My lust peaked at the sight of her mouth-watering underarms. I pressed my palms hard on the bed on either side of her bust. I then pushed my dick inside her pussy with some force. Maya gasped louder with a crying face. I started to drill her pussy by pushing my dick deep inside and pulling it back.

Maya kept moaning loudly with the same crying face. The bed was also making its creaking noise as I fucked her deep and rough. I continued to crush her pussy for quite some time. Maya started grunting during the long, intense intercourse. I loved seeing her moist, lemony body moving up and down in waves.

I banged her. Her big spongy boobs were jumping up and down. Her hollow navel contracted and expanding with every push and pull of my dick inside her pussy. After some intense, deep intercourse, I paused for a couple of seconds as my waist was hurting a little.

Maya lay down with her eyes partially opened. In a few seconds, I pressed my palms hard on both her boobs and started screwing her again. I fucked her so deep that my balls were kissing her lower butts every time I pushed my dick fully inside her pussy.

After a prolonged, deep and intense intercourse, I again felt my dick erupting. The strong tickles ran through the length of my dick right from my balls. I splashed my cum deep inside Maya’s pussy. I fell over her. I tangled my fingers with her fingers on either side of her head.

I moaned and groaned every time my dick spit its white cum inside her pussy. I banged my face into the pillow just beside her head. As moaning and groaning receded, Maya pulled her fingers tangled with mine. She rubbed my upper back, whispering, “It’s done. It’s Ok, it’s Ok.”

A few seconds after I finished cumming, I slowly lifted my face from the pillow. We looked at each other’s eyes at close range. Maya placed her palms on my cheeks, raised her face and kissed my sweaty forehead. I was so thrilled with this long and intense intercourse.

I kissed her cheeks, neck, shoulder, arms, and palms. As I kissed her palms, I thought to sniff and taste her left underarm. Looking at her face, I stretched her left arm wide on the bed. I slowly came up, kissing her hands and her juicy arms. Just as I approached her underarm, Maya understood my intention.

She turned her face to the other side by saying, “Oh fuck no,” in an annoying tone. I did not mind that, as I desperately wanted to smell and taste her sweaty, glowing underarm flesh. I locked her left elbow with my palm, her left hand stretched across the bed.

I stuck my tongue out and licked her juicy underarm from top to bottom. Even her left underarm looked even-toned, though it was a little rough. I loved licking her smelly, salty underarm. I even sucked and engulfed her underarm flesh in my mouth.

After completely replacing her underarm sweat with my saliva, I slowly released her elbow and lifted my face. As I released her elbow, “Maya turned and looked at me with a tired smile.

I smiled back at her and said, “I’m crazy about you, baby. I cannot stop myself when you are around or even when your thoughts cross my mind.” She placed her palms on my shoulder and replied, “Yes, you are crazy indeed. And I love you and your craziness.”

Saying that she raised her head, kissed my forehead and rolled me over on the bed. Maya lied over me, resting her head on my chest.

It was 6:05 am. It had dawned, and the room had a mix of light, from the night lamp to daylight. I rolled my arms around her upper back and lay on the bed awhile. Without my knowledge, I dozed off with Maya as my hot and wet blanket. I was dead tired.

After some time, I could feel Maya getting off me. Both of us had our arms rolled around each other, with her head resting on my chest. I could even feel her kiss on my cheek as she got down from the bed. But I was too down and out to open my eyes or respond.

My eyes opened only at 9:40 am. As I woke, I heard Maya talking to someone over the phone. When I stepped out of the bedroom, I realised that she was talking about us to someone. I was initially shocked as I thought my affair with Maya was just between the two of us.

I stood at the entrance of the bedroom and silently overheard the conversation. But, of course, I could hear only Maya’s words and not the person on the other side of the call. Maya was inside the kitchen, which was next to the bedroom.

I heard her saying, “Since last evening, we have already had 4 intercourse.” The person at the other end said something. To that, Maya responded, saying, “Seriously. He has a lot of heat in him. Young blood, and it keeps boiling.” Maya chuckled, hearing the response from the other side.

She said, “If this is how it has been for the last half a day, I don’t know how many more times we would end up having sex in the next day and a half. He doesn’t seem to get bored with me till now.” I giggled silently and thought, “I get more and more excited every time I sleep with you.”

She then concluded the call by saying, “I’m not sure if a pill would help me this time to avoid pregnancy. I have taken an appointment at 11:30 am with the doctor. I want to take an injection as well to be on the safer side. Would you want to accompany me?”

The other person said something, and Maya responded, “Yeah, sure. I will talk to him and let you know his response.” She then ended the call by bidding goodbye to the other person. I was worried thinking that our secret relationship was not that secretive. Someone else knew about us.

But then, I slowly stepped out of the bedroom. I picked up my bag from the living room and got back into the bedroom. I had forgotten to bring my toothbrush and paste. But I did not think twice. I used Maya’s toothbrush and brushed my teeth.

I put on a black T-shirt and a grey trouser. I slowly went and stood at the entrance of the kitchen. The thought of whether to ask her or not about who knows about our affair kept running in my mind. But I did not want to spoil the next day and a half by taking up this topic.

I stood at the entrance of the kitchen and saw Maya boiling milk. She was wearing a red short ruffled sleeves and a deep v-neck nighty. Just as I stepped inside the kitchen, Maya turned her head to the left a little and noticed me. She wished me cheerfully, “Hi, Good Morning. So, you finally got up?”

I rolled my hands around her belly from behind, rested my chin on her shoulders and wished her back, “Good Morning, baby.” She smelled so fresh. Maybe she was just out of the shower. She sarcastically asked me, “Still tired?” I also replied sarcastically, “Say yes. I’ll carry you to the bedroom right now.”

Maya chuckled and said, “No, No. I need to complete some work before we hit the bed again.” I asked her, “What work?” She said, “I’ll give you breakfast and tea. Then, I need to step out to meet my friend. I’ll leave you some vegetables. Cut them and keep them ready for lunch. Will prepare lunch once I’m back.”

She gave me the itinerary of “no sex till lunch” by neatly covering up her doctor’s appointment from me. As I listened to her, my eyes caught up with her cleavage from the top with my chin on her shoulder. I have a very strong weakness for her beauty.

My dick stood up and kissed her buttocks instantly. I noticed the dark passage between her milky white boobs. Maya was quick to react. She said, “Hey, no. Control for some time. I can feel your hard dick on my buttocks. But let me get through my household chores first, and we’ll do it leisurely.”

I asked her, “Not even a kiss?” She said, “No way. I know how you will build on it. And without realising, I would end up in bed with you. So, control yourself for a while. Else, if you want, go masturbate for now and relax yourself.”

I replied, “When you are with me, why will I waste even a drop of my cream into the commode? I’ve already wasted litres of my cum in the commode for 7 years because of you. So, from 16th August 2022, I decided that every drop of my cum will have Maya Iyer’s name written on it.”

Maya laughed out loud and said, “Alright then. Store it safely for me. I’ll take delivery of it once I’m back.” She asked me to wait at the dining table. She gave me dosa and tea for breakfast. She also gave me a basket of boiled potatoes to peel off the skin and cut them into small pieces for lunch.

Maya changed to an off-white silk kurthi with a three-fourth sleeve, pyjama, and a maroon dupatta. She left the house at 11 am, saying she would return in less than 2 hours. I had my breakfast, peeled and chopped the potatoes, and eagerly awaited my next encounter with her.

So, friends, this was the 3rd part of my 2 days of back-to-back sex journey with my school physics teacher, Maya Iyer. I shall continue this story in the 4th part. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky, dirty stuff with her at her house when her husband was away.

You could also write to me at my email id: [email protected].

Hi, is kahani mein aap logon ko padhne milegi Ravi aur Chinki ki shaadi ke starting ki kahani. To ab story mein aate hai, aur story shuru hoti hai jab Ravi shaadi ke liye ladki dhoondh raha tha.

Aur idhar Chinki bhi jawan ho chuki thi, aur college jaane lagi thi. Uska figure 30-28-30 tha, aur wo apni friends ke sath sex ki baat karne lagi thi. Chinki ki ek best friend thi Sanjana, jo Chinki ko ek-ek baat batati thi. Chinki bhi usko apni sari baat batati thi.

Sanjana ne hi Chinki ko sex ke baare mein bataya tha, aur Sanjana ko sex kaafi pasand bhi tha. Jab bhi koi sex ki baat chalti to mazak mein Sanjana Chinki ko bolti ki tum apne pati ko kya pilaogi? Tumhare dudh to itne chote-chote hai. Chinki bas muskura kar reh jati thi.

Sanjana ne boyfriend banana shuru kar diya, aur wo Chinki ko bhi bolti ki boyfriend banao aur maza karo. Par Chinki kuch nahi bolti, lekin uska bhi mann karne laga tha. Ab jab Chinki bathroom mein nahane jati, to chut mein ungli karne lagti aur mobile mein bhi adult video dekhne lagi thi. Wo raat ko chut mein ungli karke maza lene lagi thi.

Ek din Chinki ki mummy ke paas Ravi ke ghar walo ka rishta aaya. Wo log Chinki ko dekhne ghar aane ke liye kehne lage. Ravi apne ghar walo ke sath Chinki ko dekhne aaya, aur ghar walo ne dono ko pasand kar liya. Ravi ne ghar walo se kaha ki wo ek baar akele mein Chinki se milna chaahta tha.

Chinki Ravi ko lekar apne room mein chali gayi, aur wahan Ravi ne Chinki ko ache se upar se neeche tak dekha. Bilkul patli slim si ladki thi Chinki. Ravi ne Chinki se poocha ki wo khush to thi na? Chinki ne haa kaha, aur Ravi ke poochne par bataya ki uske zyada friend nahi the, bas ek thi. Fir apne mobile par Sanjana ki photo dikhayi Ravi ko.

Ravi Sanjana ki photo dekh kar bas mann hi mann socha ki kaash Sanjana hoti meri biwi, to maza aa jata. Kahan ye patli dubli ladki se shaadi ho rahi hai. Ravi ko kuch zyada pasand nahi thi Chinki, par fir bhi wo shaadi karna chaahta tha Chinki se.

Kuch maheene mein hi dono ki shaadi ho gayi aur shaadi ke baad Ravi apni pehli raat ko Chinki ko achi se chodna chaahta tha.

Ravi shaadi se pehle kaafi ladkiyan chod chuka tha. Ravi ka sambandh apne mama ki ladki Khushboo se bhi tha, aur ek baar Ravi ek ladki ki chudai karte pakda gaya tha. To ladki ke bhai Pappu ne Ravi ka video bana liya tha.

Ravi ki shaadi ki baat jab us ladke ko pata chali, to wo Ravi ko blackmail karne laga ki wo video sab ko dikha dega, aur shaadi nahi hogi fir. Us ladke Pappu ne Ravi ke aage ek shart rakh di, ki wo Chinki ko chodna chaahta tha, wo bhi Ravi ki suhagraat mein.

Ravi ab shaadi ke baad pehli baar apni biwi ke paas aaya room mein. Usne dekha ki shaadi ke laal rang ke lehange mein ghoonghat karke Chinki baithi thi.

Ravi apne bed par Chinki ke paas baith gaya aur uska hath apne hath mein lekar baat karne laga. Chinki bahut dheere se Ravi ko jawab de rahi thi. Ravi ne Chinki ka ghoonghat hataya, aur Chinki ko dekhne laga. Chinki ne ek badi si laal rang ki bindi laga rakhi thi, aur uske laal hontho ko Ravi bas choos lena chaahta tha.

Chinki ne apni nazar neeche jhuka rakhi thi. Par Ravi ka lund khada ho chuka tha. Aur hona bhi chahiye, akhir Chinki koi sex ki devi se kam to lag nahi rahi thi.

Fir Ravi ne apne pocket se mangalsutra nikala, aur Chinki ko pehnaya, aur ek gale ke paas halka kiss kar diya. Chinki bilkul ghabra gayi, kyunki ye pehli baar tha kisi mard ne usko touch kiya tha. Ravi Chinki ke godi mein sar rakh kar kaafi der tak baatein karte raha, aur fir Chinki ko ek gift box diya aur bola ki khol kar dekho kaisa hai.

Chinki gift box kholne lagti hai, aur usme se usko ek chhoti si sexy dress mili, jo na to boobs ko dhak sakti thi, aur na hi panty uski chut ko. Chinki ye dekh kar kaafi sharma gayi aur fir attached bathroom ke changing room mein jaa kar kapde change karke aa gayi.

Jab wo wapas aayi room mein, to kaafi mast sexy lag rahi thi. Black dress thi, boobs aur chut dono dikh rahe the. Ravi to bas dekhte hi reh gaya, aur wo Chinki ko pakad kar apni godi mein bitha liya.

Ravi Chinki ke boobs par hath ferne laga, aur boobs dabane laga. Sath hi uska face apni aur karke lip-kiss karna laga. 5 minutes tak lip-kiss ki. Lip-kiss ke baad wo Chinki ko bed par lita diya, aur Chinki ko nangi karke khud bhi apne kapde kholne laga.

Chinki aaj pehli baar kisi ladke ko aisa nanga dekh rahi thi, aur jaise hi uski nazar lund par gayi, wo dekhti hi reh gayi ki itna mota aur lamba wo kaise chut mein legi. Ravi Chinki ke paas aaya, aur uska hath lekar apne lund par rakh diya aur bola-

Ravi: Kaisa hai mera?

Chinki sharam se kuch nahi boli aur apna hath hata li. Ravi Chinki ko fir kiss karne laga. Usne Chinki se kaha-

Ravi: Tumhe sharam aa rahi hai to ek kaam karo, ye aankhon mein patti baandh lo.

Ravi ne jaise hi aankhon mein patti baandhi, Pappu jo khidki ke baahar tha, wo khidki ke raaste andar aa gaya.

Fir usne Ravi se kaha: Tum yahan se chale jao. Main ab Ravi ban kar Chinki ko chodunga.

Pappu ab Chinki ki jaisi nazuk kuwari maal ko dekh kar soch raha tha ki: Aaj to lag raha hai meri hi suhagraat hai. Kya mast ladki hai. Shayad hi is ladki ko kisi aur ne hath bhi lagaya ho.

Pappu Chinki ke gaal par pyar se kiss karta hai, fir uske maathe mein, aur fir uske laal hontho mein kiss karne laga. Chinki ne bhi apna muh khol diya, aur honth se honth laga kar choosne lagi.

Pappu Chinki ki jeebh ko apne muh mein lekar choosne laga, aur muh ke raal ko meethe shehad jaise choosne laga. Pappu gardan ko chooste hue neeche aaya, aur Chinki ke chhote-chhote nimbu ke jaise boobs ko hath mein lekar dabane laga, aur choosne laga. Fir usne chut mein ek ungli daal di.

Chinki Papu ka hath pakad li, aur boli: Aaahhh, dard ho raha hai aaahhhhh.

Pappu ko ab ache se samajh aa gaya ki aaj pehli baar tha us bandi ka, aur ungli ko jis tarah se chut kheench rahi thi apne andar, kaafi tight maal thi wo. Pappu ki kismat aaj kaafi achi thi, ki kisi aur ki biwi ko uski hi suhagraat mein chodega, aur wo bhi ek kunwari chut.

Wo apne lund ko Chinki ke hatho mein dene hi wala tha, ki baahar se awaaz aayi ‘Chor-chor’ aur Pappu ko apne lund ko hath mein lekar wahan se khidki se kood kar jana pada. Ye sab Ravi ki hi planing thi. Ravi khud Chinki ki virginity lena chaahta tha, aur fir Ravi dobara Chinki ke paas aa kar usse chipak gaya.

Ravi Chinki ko lips kiss karke uske boobs choosne laga, aur apna lund Chinki ke hath mein de diya. Chinki lund ko hilane lagi, aur Ravi uske boobs badal-badal kar choosne laga. Wo nipples ko apne daant se kaatne laga.

Chinki ko dard hone laga to Chinki ne Ravi ko apne boobs se hataya, aur Ravi neeche ho kar Chinki ki gehri nabhi ke andar jeebh daal kar gol-gol ghumane laga. Chinki ko ye gudgudi maza de rahi thi.

Wo haste hue boli: Oh Ravi, ye kya kar rahe ho? Gudgudi ho rahi hai.

Ravi aur neeche aaya, aur chut ki mehak usko uttejana se bhar rahi thi. Chinki ki clean shave chut dheemi roshni mein chamak rahi thi. Usme ek bhi baal nahi tha, aur Ravi ne chut ko apne hath se masalna shuru kar diya.

Ravi ab chut ko ache se dekhne laga, aur chut bilkul chhoti bachhi ke jaisi chipki hui thi, aur usme se chut ka paani aa raha tha. Wo apni jeebh se chut ka paani chaatne laga, aur ek namkeen swaad aane laga, jo Ravi ke lund ko lohe jaisa bana raha tha.

Ravi ne chut ka swaad apni jeebh se lete hue Chinki ki chut ki fank ko khola. Ab bilkul pink chut uske saamne thi, aur aaj Ravi pehli baar vegetarian se non-veg hone jaa raha tha. Wo chut ki chamdi ko apne hontho ke beech daba kar choosne laga.

Chinki apne dono hatho se bedsheet ko pakad ke daba rahi thi, aur gardan ko idhar-udhar karne lagi.

Uske muh se nikla: Aah, maza aa raha hai, mast kar rahe ho ji aap.

Ravi ne ab ek ungli daal di chut mein, aur Chinki ki aaah nikal gayi. Uski bhatti jaisi garam chut mein ungli jaa kar Chinki ki chut ki khujli ko aur badha rahi thi, aur wo Ravi ke sar ko apni chut mein dabane lagi.

Ravi se ab raha nahi gaya, aur wo Chinki ke dono pairon ko failaya. Fir chut mein lund set karke ek dhakka laga diya. Par lund andar nahi gaya, aur fisal kar ek side ho gaya.

Kuch aur koshish ke baad lund kuch andar gaya, aur lund ki topi chut mein chali gayi. Chinki ko zor ka dard hua, aur wo Ravi ko hatane lagi. Usne apne hatho se usko dhakka de diya, par Ravi ab bhi lund chut mein daale hue Chinki ko shant kar raha tha.

Chinki shant nahi ho rahi thi, to Ravi ne ab Chinki ki chut mein ek aur zor ka dhakka laga diya, aur lund ko aadhe se bhi zyada andar daal diya. Fir uske dono hathon ko pakad kar chodne laga.

Chinki ke muh se nikal raha tha: Aaahhh marr gayi, mujhe nahi karna ye sab. Chhodho mujhe aaahh aaahh.

Ye karke uski aankhon se paani aane laga. Ravi zor-zor se Chinki ko chodne laga, aur Chinki ka kuwara-pann le raha tha. Ravi ne dekha ab uska lund poora chut ke andar sama chuka tha, aur kuch khoon bhi laga tha lund par. Ye dekh kar Ravi ki to khushi ka thikana nahi raha, ki aaj usne Chinki ko ladki se ek aurat banaya tha, aur itni tight chut mili thi usko chodne ke liye.

Chinki ka figure zyada acha nahi tha. Par chut kaafi tight thi, jo lund ko apne andar kheench rahi thi. Chinki ki chut fatt gayi thi, aur uski maa behan chud gayi thi. Itna dard to usko aaj-tak kabhi bhi nahi hua tha.

Ravi ab Chinki ki chut ko faad kar bhonsda banana chaahta tha, aur wo apni speed badha kar Chinki ko pelne laga. Chinki dard se marri jaa rahi thi. Chhoti si chut jisme aaj tak ek ungli bhi nahi gayi thi, aaj wo Ravi ka musal lund apne andar lekar chud rahi thi.

15 minutes aur Ravi ne Chinki ki zabardast chudai ki. Fir uski chut mein hi jhad gaya. Ravi thak kar Chinki ke upar hi let gaya, aur lund ab bhi chut ke andar hi tha.

Chinki aur Ravi kab so gaye dono ko pata hi nahi chala. Jab neend khuli to subha 7 baje the. Dono naha kar baahar aaye, aur jab Chinki se chala nahi jaa raha tha, to Ravi ke mama ki beti Khushboo Chinki ke paas aayi, aur boli ki kaisi rahi raat bhabhi? Chinki ne bas muskura diya.

Fir Khushboo Ravi ke paas gayi aur boli: Ragad ke chod liya na Chinki bhabhi ko? Dekho chala bhi nahi jaa raha hai inse.

Ravi ne Khushboo ko pakad ke lip-kiss kiya aur bola: Kaash tum meri biwi hoti, to tujhe aur bhi chodta.

Khushboo: Huh, itne saalon se chod hi to rahe ho. Kya bacha hai ab mere mein, jo tumne kiya ya dekha nahi?

Ravi fir hall mein jata hai, aur wahan sab nashta karne lagte hai.

Fir Ravi bolta hai: Ek surprise hai. Aaj main aur Chinki honeymoon ke liye jaa rahe hai.

Khushboo: Kahan jaa rahe ho ye bhi to batao?

Ravi: Ye surprise hai.

Khushboo ke baad families walo ne bhi poocha. To Ravi ne bataya ki wo cruise se samundar mein ghoomne jaa rahe the.

To be continued.

The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow through the sheer curtains of my room. The soft rustle of leaves outside created a soothing backdrop. But my attention was solely on her. Shraddha knelt in front of me, her back turned, her long hair spilling down her shoulders.

I couldn’t help but feel a rush of desire surge through me as I admired her curves. “Are you ready for this?” I asked, my voice low and thick with anticipation.

She turned her head slightly, glancing back at me. Her lips curled into a teasing smile that made my heart race. “Always,” she replied, her tone sultry. I could see the sheen of coconut oil glistening on her hair, a tempting invitation to explore what lay beneath it.

As I moved closer, the intoxicating scent of jasmine filled the air, making my pulse quicken. “Let’s make this even better,” I whispered, pouring some coconut oil into my palms. Then I rubbed my hands together, feeling the warm oil slick over my skin before running my fingers through her hair.

The texture was heavenly, and I felt my cock throb in response. “Damn, that feels amazing,” she moaned. Her body arched slightly as I massaged the oil into her scalp. I loved how her body responded to my touch, how she surrendered to the pleasure.

Then I gathered her hair into a bun, tying it with jasmine strands, admiring how the flowers contrasted with her dark locks. “You look fucking beautiful like this,” I murmured, leaning in to press my lips against her neck. She shivered, a soft gasp escaping her lips, and I felt my desire peak.

As I knelt behind her, I could barely contain my excitement. My hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer. “Tell me what you want,” I urged, my breath hot against her skin. “I want you to fuck me,” she breathed, her voice laced with urgency. The words sent a jolt of arousal straight to my core.

With a primal growl, I tightened my grip on her hair, the oil slicking my fingers as I thrust my hips forward. The pressure of my arousal was pressing against her. “God, you’re fucking sexy,” I said, reveling in the moment. Her body pressed back against mine, encouraging me to take control.

Then I thrust into her bun, feeling the slickness of her hair against my skin, the heat radiating from her body driving me wild. “Fuck, yes,” I groaned, losing myself in the sensation. “Harder,” she demanded, her voice dripping with lust.

I complied, thrusting with more intensity, my body responding to her every plea. The way she moved against me, the way her hair swayed with each thrust, was intoxicating. I was on the brink of losing myself, teetering on the edge of ecstasy. “Tell me how much you want it,” I growled, pulling her hair just enough to elicit a moan that reverberated in the air. “More than anything,” she gasped, her breath hitching. “I want you to make me cum.”

That was all I needed to hear. I picked up the pace. My hips were slamming against her. The sound of skin meeting skin was echoing in the room. The pressure was building, a tide of pleasure threatening to overwhelm me. Each thrust pushed me closer to the edge, the desire coiling tightly within me.

“Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I warned, my voice strained. Her response was a desperate whimper, urging me on. “Give it to me. I want to feel you.” With a final thrust, I let go, pleasure surging through me like a tidal wave. I felt her body shudder beneath me. Her orgasm crashed over her as I spilled my release. The intensity of the moment left us both breathless.

As we settled into the aftermath, I couldn’t help but smile. We had crossed a line, one that would forever change our relationship. Then I pulled her close, our bodies entwined, and whispered, “That was just the beginning.” “Let’s make this special,” I whispered, pouring a generous amount of coconut oil into my hands.

Then I rubbed them together, the warmth of the oil igniting my senses. As I approached her, I could feel my excitement mounting. “Your hair needs to be perfect for this,” I said, my fingers tangling in her long locks. I started massaging the oil into her hair, my hands sliding effortlessly through the silky strands.

The scent of coconut mixed with jasmine filled my nostrils, heightening my arousal. “Damn, that feels incredible,” she moaned, leaning back into my touch. I could see her eyes flutter closed, lost in the sensation.

Then I gathered her hair and twisted it into a bun, securing it tightly with a few strands while leaving a few rebellious curls to fall free. As I adorned her bun with jasmine flowers, I felt my cock throb at the sight of her. “You look fucking gorgeous,” I said, my voice thick with lust.

The contrast of the jasmine against her dark hair sent a wave of desire coursing through me. “Now it’s time to make this even more fun,” I said, positioning myself behind her. I could feel the heat radiating from her body, the anticipation palpable in the air.

“You know what I want, right?” “Yes,” she breathed, her voice barely a whisper. “I want you to fuck me hard.” With a growl, I pressed myself against her, the pressure of my arousal firm against her back. Then I grabbed her hair, pulling it slightly, causing her to gasp in pleasure. “Tell me how much you want it,” I urged, my breath hot against her ear. “I want to feel you deep inside me,” she replied, her voice thick with desire. “ And I want you to thrust into my bun.”

I couldn’t resist her words. Then I pushed forward, my cock sliding between her hair and the soft curves of her body, feeling the warmth of her skin against mine. “Fuck, yes,” I groaned, the sensation of being so close to her sending shockwaves of pleasure through me.

I began to thrust, my hips moving in rhythm, feeling the heat build between us. “You’re so fucking sexy like this,” I growled, my hands gripping her waist as I drove deeper, the jasmine bun perfectly positioned for my pleasure.

“Harder,” she gasped, urging me on. I complied, increasing the intensity of my thrusts, each movement sending us both closer to the edge. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixing with our breathless moans. “God, yes, just like that,” she cried, her body arching back against me.

I could feel the pressure building within me, the urge to release growing stronger with each movement. “Don’t stop!” she cried, her voice filled with desperation. “I need to feel you cum inside me!” With a primal growl, I quickened my thrusts, feeling the heat pool in my core.

“I’m so close,” I warned her, my body trembling with desire. “Are you ready for me?” “Yes! Please, I want it!” she begged, her words pushing me closer to the edge. The intensity of the moment engulfed me. With a final, powerful thrust, I lost control, pleasure exploding through me as I cummed deep inside her.

My body convulsed as waves of ecstasy washed over me, my heart racing as I held her close. With that, I continued my exploration, each touch igniting the heat between us as we delved deeper into our shared desires, pushing boundaries and creating memories that would forever linger in the air like the scent of jasmine.

As I felt the tension between us build once more, I knew it was time to ruin her bun entirely. I positioned myself behind her again, feeling her warmth radiate against me. This time, I thrust forward with even more urgency, the movement causing her hair to slip from its confines.

With each forceful thrust, I felt the bun begin to unravel, the jasmine flowers scattering and falling to the ground as her hair became wild and chaotic. The sight of her hair flying around us, completely disheveled, fueled my desire even more.

“Look at you,” I growled, lost in the moment. “So beautiful and messy.” “Please, don’t stop!” she cried, her body responding eagerly to my relentless thrusts. “Just watch,” I said, gripping her hair firmly. “I’m going to ruin your bun completely.” With each powerful thrust, I could feel the last remnants of her bun give way, her hair cascading down her back in untamed waves.

The jasmine scent mingled with the heat of our bodies, intensifying the pleasure of the moment. “God, yes!” she moaned, her voice thick with lust. “I love it! I want you to fuck me until it’s all gone!” I thrust harder, losing myself in the rhythm of our bodies colliding, the remnants of her bun disappearing with each motion.

The chaos of her hair matched the wildness of our passion, and I couldn’t help but revel in it. Finally, with one last powerful thrust, I felt the release wash over me, my body quaking as I came deep inside her. The pressure that had built between us exploded. It sent shockwaves of ecstasy through both of us.

As we collapsed to the floor, breathing heavily, our bodies entwined. Then I looked down at her, hair a glorious mess, and knew we had crossed a boundary that would forever change everything.

Aap log ne pichle part mein padha ki Sushila apni beti Anita ka rishta Suraj se kar deti hai, aur Suraj Anita ke sath kuch pyar bhare pal bitata hai. Usme Anita dekhti hai kuch to alag tha Suraj mein, aur fir wo uski chhoti behan ki bra ke sath khelne lagta hai.

Ab aage-

Suraj Anita ki behan Komal ki bra mein muth maarta hai, aur paani chhodh ke chala jata hai. Anita ko ab ye baat achi nahi lagi, ki uski behan ki bra mein Suraj ne muth maari. Fir wo apne kaam mein lag gayi, aur bra ko paani se saaf karke baahar sukha deti hai.

Kuch 1 ghante baad Komal aati hai, aur usko wo bra nahi milti to Anita usko batati hai ki wo paani mein safa karke baahar sukha di thi. Anita ab ye to nahi bol sakti thi ki tere jiju ne teri bra mein lund daal kar hilaya tha.

Raat ko Anita fir Suraj ke baare mein sochne lagi ki aaj Suraj ne usko kiss kiya aur uske underarms ko chaata. Wo soch kar apni chut ko hath se ragadne lagi. Fir uske dimag mein bra wali baat aayi, ki kaise Komal ki bra mein lund dala, aur naak par laga kar smell kar raha tha.

Wo ab apni aankhon ko band karke chut mein ungli karne lagi, aur Suraj ko Komal ke sath imagine karne lagi. Suraj bra ke badle uski chhoti behan ki chuchi ke beech lund daal kar chod raha tha, aur fir Komal ki chut ko chod raha tha.

Ye soch kar Anita ke andar kamukta badh gayi, aur wo jhadne hi wali thi, ki Suraj ka phone aa gaya. Ab Suraj jab ghar gaya, to wo panty ko lekar soonghne laga, aur jo Anita ki chut wala hissa tha panty par, usko kiss karne laga. Usne socha ki aaj to maza hi aa gaya Anita ke saamne hi uski behan ki bra mein muth gira kar.

Aur fir raat ko hath mein lund lekar wo Anita ko phone milata hai, aur dono mein baat shuru hoti hai.

Suraj: Soyi nahi kya? Kya kar rahi ho?

Anita: Ab sone hi wali thi ki aapka phone aa gaya. Main bas leti hu, aur aapko yaad kar rahi hu.

Suraj: Bas leti ho ya fir meri yaad mein kuch aur bhi kar rahi ho? Sach batana, tumhe meri kasam?

Anita: Please kasam nahi do aap. Main Kasam ko nahi maanti hu.

Suraj: Arre ab Kasam to de di. Nahi batana to theek, par kasam to kasam hai. Waise meri yaad mein apni jism ko sehla rahi thi na?

Anita: Ab aapne jo kiya hai, main bechain ho gayi thi. To karna padta hai.

Suraj: Main bhi tumhari panty ko lekar lund hila raha hu. Par jo maza tumhari bra mein tha, wo smell hi kuch alag thi. Bilkul nasheeli, aur aisi ki reh hi nahi sakta bina chode.

Anita: Main bhi chut mein ungli kar rahi hu. Aur aapko aisa kya pasand aa gaya bra mein, jo itna bol rahe ho? Aapke to paas hi thi main. To kyun nahi meri chuchi ko pakad ke dekh liya aapne?

Suraj: Pata nahi, par bra mein jo maza hai, wo to alag hi hai. Acha kal fir milte hai na.

Anita ne bhi haa kar di, aur doosre din jab Komal nahane gayi, to Anita ne kaha: Tum bra-panty mat saaf karna. Main kar doongi aaj. Kyunki main kaam par nahi jaa rahi hu.

Jaise hi Komal gayi, wo Komal ki bra panty ko darwaze mein laga di. Ab Anita ko bhi maza aa raha tha, ki Suraj aayega aur bra panty fir se soonghne lagega. Suraj jaise hi aaya, wo darwaze ke peeche se bra aur panty ko hath mein lekar soonghne laga. Fir panty par chut ke hisse wali jagah ko apni jeebh laga kar chaatne laga.

Ye dekh kar Anita ki chut se paani aa gaya, aur wo sochi ki aahh meri behan ki chut ka swaad le raha hai uski panty se. Aur apni panty ke andar hath daal kar chut ghisne lagi. Par Suraj ko na to Anita se pyar tha, aur na hi usko Komal pasand thi, jo wo uski panty aur bra ke sath aisa kar raha tha. Wo to Suraj apni fantasy wali duniya mein tha, aur maza le raha tha.

Suraj ne jab dekha ki Anita panty ke andar hath daal kar chut masal rahi thi. To wo Anita ke paas aaya, aur uski salwar utaar kar panty bhi kheench kar neeche kar di.

Suraj ke aage baal se bhari hui Anita ki chut thi, aur wo fir se Anita ki chut ko naak laga kar soonghne laga. Fir usne apni jeebh ko baahar kiya, aur ungli se baalon ko hata kar chut mein jeebh laga di.

Aaj ek naukrani ki beti jo khud bhi naukrani thi, wo apni chut ko apne malik aur ek ache ghar ke ladke se chatwa rahi thi. Anita ab jaldi hi Suraj ki biwi se ghar ki malkin banne ka khwaab dekhne lagi.

Idhar Suraj apni fantasy poori kar raha tha, aur ek naukrani ki beti jo gande aur badbudaar kapdon mein thi, uski baalon se bhari chut ko chaat raha tha. Chut chaatne ke kaaran Anita se raha nahi gaya, aur wo bed par baith gayi. Uski chut paani chodhne lagi, jo Suraj ke muh mein jaa raha tha, aur wo paani ko chaat-chaat kar saaf karta gaya.

Sushila ke aane ka time ho gaya tha. To Anita ne Suraj ko jaane ke liye kaha. Par Suraj ek nahi suna, aur kuch der baad Sushila aa gayi. Wo dekhi ki uska damaad ghar aaya hua tha. Sushila ne ache se khaana khilaya, aur Suraj ne aaj pehli baar Sushila ko kaha-

Suraj: Maa, kya main aaj raat yahan ruk sakta hu?

Sushila to Suraj ke muh se maa sun kar khil uthi, aur wo boli: Suraj ye ghar tumhara hai, aur yahan ke log bhi.

Suraj fir market gaya apni car lekar aur sath hi Anita aur Komal ko bhi le gaya. Wo khoob achi-achi dresses dilaya unko, aur Sushila ke liye bhi saree aur nighty khareeda. Wahan jo bhi Suraj ko dekh raha tha, wo yahi samajh raha tha ki koi bhikhari ladki se Suraj baat kar raha tha, aur ye feelings Suraj ki fantasy mein se ek thi.

Wo car parking ke paas ke thelle se do icecream le aaya, aur dono behno ko de diya. Jab un logon ne poocha ki aapke liye icecream nahi laye kya? To Suraj ne kaha ki main to tum log wali mein se hi khaa loonga.

Anita ne thodi icecream apni jeebh se chaati aur fir Suraj ne. Fir Suraj Komal ki taraf muda, to Komal ko thoda ajeeb laga. Par fir ek-doosre ke sath icecream chaat kar khaane lage. Ghar wapas aaya, aur Sushila ne dekha ki itne mast kapde laaya tha Suraj. Wo khush ho gayi.

Fir raat ko sone ke liye ab Sushila ko samajh nahi aaya ki wo Suraj ko akele kaise sulaye. Aur Anita ki shaadi nahi hui thi, to wo Anita ko bhi nahi sula sakti thi uske sath.

Itne mein Suraj ne hi bol diya: Hum sab ek sath so rahe hai, ek hi bed par. Aur poori raat jokes aur baat karenge.

Suraj bed par leta, aur uske dono taraf Anita aur Komal, fir Sushila thi. Ab Komal ko bhi darr nahi tha, aur na hi Anita ko. Kyunki unki maa bhi paas mein thi. Suraj ne masti ki baat ki, jokes kiya, par kuch bhi aisa-waisa nahi kiya. Fir subha sab apne kaam par chale gaye.

Suraj ke itne ache sanskaar dekh kar, ki 3 auraton ke sath soya, aur kisi ko bhi hath nahi lagaya, sab ko acha laga. Par Suraj ab ek naukrani ke bistar mein raat guzaarne ki fantasy bhi poori kar chuka tha.

Ab Suraj ko bhi mann tha ki shaadi kar le. Kyunki usko ab chudai ka sukh lena tha, aur uski kuch aur fantasies thi, jo wo poori karna chaahta tha. Sushila aaj fir kaam mein aayi, to Suraj Sushila ko room mein le gaya.

Wo usko bola: Maa main ab aur nahi reh sakta. Anita se shaadi karwa do meri.

Sushila ko Suraj ki is baat par haasi aa gayi, aur wo samajh gayi ki wo ab Anita ki chut ke bina nahi reh paa raha tha.

Fir Sushila ne kaha: Theek hai, main aapki mummy se baat karti hu. Aur jab tak shaadi nahi hoti, aap Anita se mil sakte ho.

Sushila Suraj ki maa se milne baahar chali gayi, aur jo baat Sushila ne kahi, ki Anita se mil sakte ho. Uska matlab to yahin tha ki ab Anita ko chod sakte ho.

Sushila aur Suraj ki maa ne Suraj ke papa se baat ki, aur pandit ji ko bulaya. Pandit ji ne kundli dekh kar kaha ki 36 mein se 34 gun mil rahe the, aur bahut hi subh rahegi shaadi.

3 din baad ka hi shaadi ka muhurat nikalwaya jata hai, aur shaadi mandir mein ho jati hai. Shaadi mein jhopadpatti (chawl) ki aur bhi naukraniyan thi. Unke ghar waale the, jo baat kar rahe the ki Sushila ki to kismat chamak gayi, jo itna acha ladka mila tha.

Ek do ladies to apni beti ko ye tak boli: Tum log to gori bhi ho, aur ye tumhari chuchi Suraj ko kaise nahi dikhi? Tum log to uske ghar ke aage se hi kaam par jati ho.

Unme se ek naukrani Meena jo 40 saal ki thi, wo sochi: Suraj to ek ache ghar ka mard hai, aur isko ladkiyan matlab chut chahiye hogi apni biwi ki chhodh ke aur bhi. Aur ab ye Sushila ka damaad hai, to isko patane se kuch faida ho sakta hai. Par patane ke liye Sushila se dosti karni padegi, aur uske ghar se uske jamayi tak pahunchne ka ek yahi raasta hai.

Suraj ki shaadi hoti hai, aur Suraj ab Anita ko lekar ghar aa jata hai. Koi bhi nahi bol sakta tha ki ye ladki ek naukrani ki ladki thi. Anita bala ki khoobsurat lag rahi thi shaadi ke lehange mein. Anita ke gale par heere ka haar, sone ki choodiyan, hath ki 10 ki 10 ungliyon mein anguthi, pairon mein payal, aur pair ki ungliyon mein bhi anguthi, naak par bada sa nath, aur maang teeka laga kar laal lehange mein koi heroine se zyada hi sundar lag rahi thi.

Suraj bhi yahin dekh raha tha ki Anita ek naukrani se rani ban gayi thi. Jo kisi bhi mard ki dream girl ho sakti thi. Par ab is dream girl ka taala kholne ka wakt aa chuka tha apni chaabi se. Fir wo apni dulhan ko apni godi mein utha liya, aur room mein le gaya.

Room mein le jaa kar wo bed par bitha deta hai Anita ko, aur aaj pehli baar Anita dunlop ke gadde mein baithi thi. Itne naram gadde par baith kar usko maza aa gaya tha.

Fir Suraj ne Anita ke kapde khole, aur ek ke baad ek kapde khol kar usko nangi kar diya. Fir saari jewellery bhi khol di. Uske baad usne ek plastic ka bag liya, jo bed ke neeche tha. Usme se ek frock nikali, jo bahut purani aur fatti hui thi.

Anita ko kuch samajh nahi aaya, aur wo frock Suraj ne Anita ko pehna di. Khud bhi ek ganda sa kapda pehan kar Anita ko lekar wo ek aisi jagah chala gaya, jahan kuch 4-5 bhikhari apne pariwar ke sath soye hue the. Anita ko ab bhi kuch samajh nahi aaya.

Fir Suraj ne un bhikhariyon se kaha: Hamne bhaag kar shaadi ki hai. Aur meri biwi paas mein hi kaam karti hai. To kya aaj mujhe sone ke liye aap logon ke paas kuch jagah milegi?

Ek bhikhari ki biwi boli: Acha to suhagraat hai teri? Aaja yahan.

Fir ek plastic ke upar Suraj aur Anita baith gaye.

Anita Suraj ke kaan mein boli: Ye sab kiya hai? Ghar par hum so sakte hai na?

Fir Suraj ne kaha: Hamari suhagraat hai. Aur ye raat aisi honi chahiye ki yaad rahe poori life. Khule asmaan ke neeche ye log bhi to bachha paida karte hai. To hum yahan thoda romance kyun nahi kar sakte?

Suraj ne Anita ko apni baahon mein le liya, aur uske hontho ko choosne laga, aur uski lipstick ke swaad ke sath hi Anita ke muh ka rass Suraj ke muh mein jaane laga.

Wahan ab sab so chuke the. Bas ek bhikharin thi jo baithi thi, aur apne bachhe ko dudh pila rahi thi.

Wo Suraj aur Anita ko dekh kar muskurayi aur fir boli: Tum logon ko kuch niyam ka pata hai ki nahi? Wo bhi to kar lo.

Suraj aur Anita ek-dum se us aurat ko dekhne lage.

Wo aurat Suraj ko boli: Aa idhar, aur dudh pee le mera.

Suraj Anita ko chhodh kar apni ek aur fantasy poori karne us aurat ke paas aa gaya. Fir wo aurat apne bachhe ko hata kar apne boobs ko Suraj ke muh mein laga di. Suraj jaise hi nipple ko muh mein lekar choosa, dudh Suraj ke muh mein aa gaya, aur uski purani khwahish koi bikhari aurat ke boobs choosne ki, aaj poori ho rahi thi.

Suraj boobs badal-badal kar us aurat ke boobs ko choosta raha. Us aurat ne bhi Suraj ke baalon mein hath fera, aur ek baar lund par hath lagaya, to Suraj ne hath ko hata diya. Fir 15 minutes tak uske boobs muh mein lekar chooste raha.

Us bhikharin aurat ne Anita se kaha: Ab tera mard taiyaar hai tujhe chodne ke liye. Jaa marwa le aaj apni chut.

Anita ko bahut kharaab lag raha tha ki Suraj ek anjan aisi aurat ka dudh pee raha tha, aur wo bhi suhagraat mein. Aur kaisi thi ye suhagraat, jo beech raaste mein ek footpath mein suhagraat manane aaye the.

Suraj ki fantasy dudh peene ki poori hoti hai, aur uska lund to bilkul lohe ka rod ho chuka tha bhikharin ka dudh pee kar. Ab wo wapas Anita ke paas jata hai, aur Anita ko apni baahon mein le leta hai.

To be continued…

Aage next story ka intezaar kare. Kya Suraj Anita ke sath suhagraat manata hai? Ya kuch aur hi hota hai Anita ki zindagi mein? Iske liye aap next part padhna na bhoole.

The tension in the house was palpable, the air thick with unsaid words and brewing anger. Aarushi slammed the door shut behind her, her chest heaving, her face flushed with rage. Her eyes, red and puffy from crying, locked onto mine with a fury I had never seen before. This was bad. Really bad.

“How could you do this?” she hissed, her voice trembling with disbelief and anger. She stepped closer, her hand raised, and before I could even react, her palm met my cheek with a sharp, stinging slap. “She’s like your sister! What the hell is wrong with you?”

“You!” she spat, her voice trembling with rage. “How could you? Radhika is like a sister to you! And me…I’m your real sister! How could you send her those… those pictures?” she repeated.

I looked up at her, my face a mask of feigned confusion. Play it cool, I thought, remembering Radhika’s text. “What are you talking about, Didi?” I asked, my voice steady.

“Don’t play dumb with me!” she snapped, her hands clenched into fists. “Radhika told me everything! She said you sent her pictures of your…your… ” She couldn’t bring herself to say the words, her face turning slightly red.

I stood up slowly, my mind racing. Radhika had set this up perfectly, and now it was my turn to play my part. “Didi, I didn’t send her anything,” I said. My voice was calm but laced with just the right amount of guilt. “But  I can’t deny that I’ve been feeling things. Things I shouldn’t be feeling.”

I stumbled back, my hand instinctively touching my cheek. “Didi, I’m sorry! I swear, I’ll never do it again. Please, just—” She didn’t let me finish. Another slap. Harder this time.

“Save your excuses! If you’re so damn horny, find some random girl. Not someone innocent like her!”

Her words were like daggers, each one cutting deeper than the last. I could feel the panic rising in my chest, the guilt gnawing at me. But beneath all that, there was something else—a simmering anger. Why was she making this about her? Why was she acting like Radhika was some saint?

“I’m sorry! Please, Didi, save me!” I pleaded again, my voice cracking. But the more I begged, the angrier she seemed to get. Her hands were relentless, slapping, hitting, grabbing my arms, shaking me as if she could shake the truth out of me.

And then, something snapped.

I caught her wrist mid-swing, my grip tight, stopping her dead in her tracks. Her eyes widened, her breath hitching as I stared her down. “Oh, so you mean a slut like you?” I spat, my voice low, venomous.

She froze, her face paling as the words sank in. “What did you just say?”

“I followed you the other day,” I continued, my voice steady now, cold. “Saw where you went. Saw what you did. Shall I tell Mom and Dad? They’ll stop your US plan so fast. You’ll be married off to some bugger before you can even blink.”

Her jaw dropped, her eyes filling with tears. She stumbled back, her hand clutching her chest as if I’d physically struck her. “How could you ?” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Oh, it gets better,” I sneered, stepping closer, my voice dripping with malice. “I don’t want to fuck you,  Didi. I thought I’d fuck your friend instead. Looks like she’s the good one. And you? You’re just the slut.”

Her tears were flowing freely now, her body trembling as she stared at me in horror. But I wasn’t done. Not yet.

“Now, kneel.”

She hesitated, her eyes darting around the room as if searching for an escape. But there was none. Slowly, she sank to her knees, her head bowed, her body shaking with sobs. She was so obedient. So submissive. Like she was born to be this way.

I watched her, my chest heaving, my mind racing. What the hell just happened? What did I do? But beneath the guilt and shame, there was something else—something dark, something primal. A part of me revelled in this power, in the control I had over her.

I looked down at Aarushi, still kneeling, her sobs quiet now, her body trembling. Yours. The word echoed in my mind, sending a shiver down my spine.

I crouched in front of her, my hand reaching out to tilt her chin up, forcing her to meet my gaze. Her eyes were red, filled with fear, with shame. “Look at me,” I said, my voice softer now but no less commanding.

She did, her breath hitching as I leaned closer, my lips brushing against her ear.

“You’re mine now,  Didi. And from now on, you’ll do as I say. Understand?”

She nodded, a small, almost imperceptible movement, but it was enough.

I stood up, my hand lingering on her chin for a moment longer before I let go.

“Good girl,” I murmured, watching as she lowered her head again, her tears dripping onto the floor.

I stepped closer to Aarushi, my heart pounding in my chest. Her eyes were wide, filled with confusion and something else I couldn’t quite place. I reached out, pulling her into a tight embrace. She stiffened at first, her body rigid against mine, but then, slowly, she relaxed, her arms wrapping around me in return.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against her ear as I whispered, “Who’s the star of this house,  Didi?”

Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she didn’t answer. Then, softly, almost hesitantly, she replied, “It’s you, brother.”

My hand moved up her back, and I gave her a light slap on her bottom. She let out a small, involuntary moan, her body trembling in my arms. “Who’s your master?” I asked, my voice low and commanding.

Her voice was barely a whisper now, trembling with a mixture of fear and desire. “Always you are  master.”

I stepped back slightly, holding her at arm’s length so I could look into her eyes. They were dark, filled with a longing I hadn’t seen before. “Tell me your secret wish,  Didi,” I demanded, my voice firm.

She hesitated, her lower lip trembling as she struggled to find the words. Then, in a voice so soft I had to lean in to hear it, she said, “I  I want to be your bitch, your slave. I want you to fulfil my desires and fantasies. I’ve never felt like this, but I can’t help it. I want you to take control of me, to make me yours.”

My breath caught in my throat. This was not the Aarushi I knew—the responsible, composed older sister who always had everything under control. This was someone else entirely, someone who was giving herself to me completely, without reservation.

I reached out, cupping her face in my hands. “Look at me,” I commanded, and she obeyed, her eyes locking onto mine. “You’re mine now,  Didi. Do you understand that?”

She nodded, her eyes wide and filled with fear and excitement. “Yes, master,” she whispered.

I leaned in, my lips brushing against hers in a soft, almost teasing kiss. She let out a small whimper, her body trembling with need. I pulled back slightly, my eyes never leaving hers. “You’re going to do everything I say, aren’t you,  Didi?”

She nodded again, her voice barely audible. “Yes, master. I’ll do anything you want.”

I smiled a predatory grin that sent shivers down her spine. “Good girl,” I said, my voice dripping with satisfaction. “Now, get on your knees.”

Her eyes widened, but she didn’t hesitate. Slowly, she sank to her knees before me, her eyes never leaving mine. She looked up at me, her expression a mix of fear and anticipation.

“Do you trust me,  Didi?” I asked, my voice soft but firm.

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Yes, master. I trust you.”

I reached out, gently brushing a strand of hair away from her face. “Good,” I said, my voice low and commanding. “Because you’re mine now, and I’m going to take care of you. But first, you’ll show me just how much you want this.”

Her eyes widened, and she nodded. Her hands were trembling as she reached out to undo my belt buckle. I watched her, my breath catching in my throat as she slowly pulled down my zipper, her eyes never leaving mine.

“That’s it,” I murmured, my voice soft but encouraging. “Take your time,  Didi. Show me how much you want this.”

She nodded, her hands trembling as she pulled down my boxers, her eyes widening as she saw the full extent of my arousal. She hesitated for a moment, then leaned in, her lips brushing against me in a soft, tentative kiss.

I let out a low groan, my hands tangling in her hair as she began to explore me with her mouth. Her movements were hesitant at first, unsure, but as I encouraged her, she grew more confident, her tongue swirling around me in a way that sent shivers down my spine.

“That’s my good girl,” I murmured, my voice filled with approval. “You’re doing so well, Didi. Just like that.”

She moaned softly, the sound sending a jolt of pleasure through me. Her hands moved to grip my hips, steadying herself as she continued to explore me with her mouth. I could feel the heat building inside me, the pleasure growing with every stroke of her tongue.

“Faster,” I commanded, my voice low and filled with need.

She obeyed, her movements growing more urgent, more desperate. I could feel myself getting closer, the pleasure building to a crescendo.

“That’s it,” I murmured, my voice encouraging. “You’re so close,  Didi. Just a little more.”

She moaned again, her hands tightening on my hips as she took me deeper into her mouth. I could feel the heat building inside me, the pleasure growing with every stroke of her tongue.

“I’m going to come,  Didi,” I warned, my voice low and filled with need. “Are you ready?”

She nodded, her eyes wide and filled with anticipation. I let out a low groan, my body trembling with the force of my release. She swallowed every drop, her eyes never leaving mine.

When I was done, I reached down, gently pulling her to her feet. Her lips were swollen, her eyes still wide with arousal. I cupped her face in my hands, my thumbs brushing against her cheeks.

“You did so well,  Didi,” I murmured, my voice filled with admiration. “I’m so proud of you.”

She blushed, her eyes downcast. “Thank you, master,” she whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

I smiled, pulling her into a tight embrace. “You’re mine now,  Didi,” I said, my voice low and filled with possession. “And I’m going to take care of you.”

She nodded, her body relaxing against mine. “Yes, master,” she whispered, her voice filled with surrender. “I’m yours.”

I held her for a moment longer, savouring the feel of her body against mine. Then, slowly, I pulled back, my eyes locking onto hers. “Now, it’s your turn,” I said, my voice low and filled with promise. “Are you ready?”

She hesitated for a moment, then nodded, her eyes wide with anticipation. “Yes, master,” she whispered, her voice trembling with need. “I’m ready.”

I smiled a predatory grin that sent shivers down her spine. “Good,” I said, my voice filled with satisfaction. “Because I’m going to make you mine,  Didi. Completely and utterly mine.”

She let out a small whimper, her body trembling with need. I reached out, gently guiding her toward the bed. She followed without hesitation, her eyes never leaving mine.

“Lie down,” I commanded, my voice low and filled with authority.

She obeyed, her body trembling as she lay back on the bed. I stood over her, my eyes raking over her body with a hunger.

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After a long period away, I returned to chronicling the experiences of my life—unvarnished and authentic. My path took an unexpected turn after my fourth client engagement. I had fully embraced the life of a gigolo.

To my surprise, it provided not only financial security but also a newfound sense of agency. It was a feeling I hadn’t experienced in a long time.

One evening, while reviewing messages, a text from Ayushi captured my attention. It was concise and direct: “Hey! I’m hosting a party this weekend and would love for you to attend. Here are the time and location.”

I contemplated the invitation, unsure if it was a casual request or held a deeper meaning. However, curiosity, as it often does, prevailed, and I decided to accept.

The day of the party arrived, and I meticulously curated my attire. I selected a sleek, tailored black suit—a balance of formality and effortless charisma. The kind of suit that commanded attention.

To complete the ensemble, I applied my signature fragrance, Jean Paul Gaultier—a scent synonymous with my presence. It was a subtle mark I left wherever I went.

Standing before the mirror, adjusting my tie, I couldn’t help but wonder what the night held. Ayushi’s gatherings were renowned for being more than simple social events. They were spaces where different worlds converged, shared secrets, and lives intersected.

Little did I know this particular party was about to reveal another chapter in my unconventional narrative. With a final glance in the mirror, I took my keys and left, ready to embrace whatever awaited me. The night was young, and I was determined to seize it.

I arrived around 8 in the evening at a farmhouse located on the outskirts of Delhi. Both Ayushi and Suhani were there to greet me. They wore contrasting colours. Ayushi wore a black, off-the-shoulder bodycon dress, and Suhani wore a white bodycon dress.

The hall was elegantly decorated with warm lighting. As gracious hosts, they ensured every detail exuded sophistication and charm. The soft glow of fairy lights intertwined with hanging glass ornaments cast a magical hue over the room.

The air carried the faint, enticing aroma of freshly baked canapés and exotic cocktails. Conversations buzzed, punctuated by bursts of laughter, creating an intoxicating blend of warmth and mystery.

I waited for the other guests to arrive, but even after an hour, no one else appeared. Noticing my anxious expression, Ayushi explained that it was a private party organized solely for me.

She expressed her desire to understand the unique qualities that led all four of my previous clients to request further engagements specifically. She mentioned that she had been receiving similar inquiries. Her appreciation for my work brought a smile to my face.

She poured the drinks with practised ease. The soft clink of glass against glass filled the dimly lit room. The warm amber liquid reflected the flickering candlelight, casting a golden hue on her fingers as she swirled the glass.

Suhani leaned back, taking a slow sip before resting her gaze on me.

“So,” she said, her voice like silk laced with something deeper. “Do you understand what I meant now?”

I held her gaze, feeling the weight of the moment between us. The air was thick with tension. Unspoken words dance around us like a slow-burning flame. I took a sip of my drink, letting the warmth spread through me before answering.

“Yes,” I murmured, my voice steady despite the rapid beat of my heart. “I got you.”

A knowing smile curled at the corner of her lips as she placed her glass down. She shifted closer, her presence an intoxicating mix of confidence and desire.

“Good,” she whispered, her fingers tracing absent patterns on the couch. “Now, we’re all at the same table.”

Without warning, Suhani moved, closing the space between us. She settled beside me, the scent of her perfume—dark, sultry, and undeniably hers—wrapping around me like an invisible tether.

Then, she reached out, her fingers trailing along my thigh, featherlight but intentional. A sharp inhale escaped me, my body instantly reacting to her touch. She noticed, of course. The slight shift in her lips, the glint in her eyes—it was all deliberate.

She was playing a game, and I was already caught in her web. Just as my fingers twitched, eager to close the distance between us, something shifted.

Ayushi. She didn’t speak. She didn’t need to. A single glance—subtle yet commanding—passed between them. In the next breath, Suhani withdrew her hand. I barely had a second to process before Ayushi stood.

The sight of her—the effortless grace in her movements, the curve of her waist, the way the dim light traced along her skin—made my breath hitch. She knew the effect she had on me. And she revelled in it.

Ayushi didn’t hesitate. She crossed the room with slow, deliberate steps. Before I could speak, she lowered herself onto my lap. My hands instinctively found her waist, the heat of her body pressing into mine.

Her breath ghosted over my skin as she leaned in, her lips grazing the shell of my ear. “I want to feel you in every part of my body,” she whispered, her voice threading through my senses like a spell.

My grip tightened, the weight of her words sinking into me. I exhaled, my lips dangerously close to her neck. “I’m here because of her,” I admitted, my voice rough with restraint. “But from the very beginning… I wanted you.”

Her fingers curled around my collar, pulling me closer. Her eyes, dark with something unreadable yet intoxicating, locked onto mine. “Then show me,” she murmured, her lips barely an inch away. “But remember… the boss should always be treated like the boss.”

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The dim glow of the theatre screen illuminated the room just enough to see the outlines of bodies. I walked down the aisle, my eyes scanning for a seat. The air was thick with the faint smell of popcorn. The hushed whispers of couples lost in their worlds.

I knew this theatre well—no cameras, no interruptions. Perfectly discreet. I spotted a young girl sitting alone in a corner seat. She was in her early twenties. Her shoulders slightly hunched as if she were trying to make herself smaller. Her long hair cascaded down her back, catching the flicker of the screen’s light.

I hesitated, then slid into the seat directly behind her. The movie had already started, and soft moans and giggles echoed around us. My heart pounded as I leaned forward, my hand brushing lightly against her side. She flinched, her body stiffening, and shifted forward in her seat.

I could feel my pulse quicken, my breath growing shallow. I leaned in again, letting my fingers graze the side of her shoulder. She froze, her head turning slightly to glance back at me. Her wide eyes met mine, and we just stared at each other for a moment.

The row was empty except for us, the darkness enveloping us like a protective cocoon. I could see the confusion in her expression, the slight panic. I swallowed hard, my hand moving again, this time more boldly, squeezing her breast from behind.

She gasped, her body trembling, and then… she started to cry.

“Anna, please… leave me,” she whispered, her voice breaking. Her words were soft, pleading, hitting me like a punch to the gut.

“What happened?” I asked, my voice low, trying to sound calm despite the storm raging inside me.

She turned her head slightly, her tears glistening in the dim light. “Anna, my boyfriend was supposed to come. He… he didn’t show up. Now I can’t go back home. I lied to my parents, told them I had college today…”

Her voice was shaky, her words tumbling out in a rush. “Please, Anna… brother… don’t do anything.”

Her words hung in the air, heavy and unspoken. I sat there for a moment, my mind racing. Then, without a word, I stood and moved silently to the seat beside her. She turned to look at me, her eyes wide with confusion, fear, and something else I couldn’t quite place.

I pulled out my phone, quickly typing my number and snapping a selfie. I handed the phone to her, my voice steady. “If you’re not interested or feel uncomfortable, you can report me. You have my number, my picture.”

She stared at the screen, her fingers trembling as she took the phone from me. I could see the conflict in her eyes, the hesitation. She didn’t say anything, just held the phone tightly in her hands.

I reached out, gently taking her hand in mine. Her skin was soft and warm. I could feel the rapid pulse beneath her wrist. I brought her hand to my lips, pressing a soft kiss to her palm. Her breath hitched, and she looked at me, her eyes searching mine for answers, reassurance I wasn’t sure.

“I won’t hurt you,” I said softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “But I want you to know you’re not alone here.”

She didn’t pull her hand away, didn’t move. Her body was tense, but there was something in her eyes—a flicker of curiosity, of uncertainty. I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her ear. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” I murmured, my breath warm against her skin.

She didn’t say anything, didn’t move. Her silence was deafening, and I knew what it meant. My hand moved slowly, tracing the curve of her waist, feeling her breath’s subtle rise and fall. She shivered, her body responding even as her mind wrestled with the situation.

I leaned in closer, my lips brushing against her neck, feeling the heat of her skin under my touch. She let out a soft gasp, her body trembling, but she didn’t pull away. My hand moved higher, cupping her breast, feeling its weight in my palm. She let out a small whimper, her body arching slightly into my touch.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I whispered again, my voice low, urgent.

She didn’t. Instead, her hand gripped my arm, her nails digging into my skin. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps. Her body responded to my touch even as her mind seemed to war with itself.

I moved closer, my lips finding hers, softly at first, then more insistently. Her lips were soft-yielding, and she kissed me back hesitantly, which only made me want her more. My hand moved lower, slipping under the hem of her shirt and feeling her stomach’s smooth skin.

“Please…” she whispered against my lips, her voice barely audible.

“Please, what?” I asked, my heart pounding in my chest.

“I… I don’t know…” she murmured, her voice trembling.

I kissed her again, harder this time, my hand moving lower, tracing the line of her waistband. She gasped into my mouth, her body arching into my touch. I could feel the heat between her legs, the way her body responded to me. But her mind seemed to struggle.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I said once more, my voice low, urgent.

She didn’t. Instead, she let out a soft moan, her body trembling as my fingers slipped beneath the waistband of her jeans, finding the wetness between her legs. She gasped, her hips bucking slightly, her body betraying her hesitation.

“Anna…” she whispered, her voice barely audible.

“Shh,” I murmured against her lips, my fingers exploring her, feeling the warmth, the wetness. “Just let go…”

She let out a soft whimper, her body responding to my touch, her hips moving slightly as my fingers stroked her. Her breath came in short, shallow gasps, her body trembling. I worked her, feeling the tension building inside her.

“Anna…” she whispered again, her voice trembling.

“What do you want?” I asked, my voice low, urgent.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she let out a soft moan, her body arching into my touch. I could feel her trembling, her body on the edge. I knew she was close.

“Anna…” she whispered one last time, her voice barely audible, as her body tensed, her hips bucking slightly as she came undone.

I held her as she trembled, feeling the tension leave her body, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She didn’t say anything. She leaned against me, her body warm, her breath soft against my skin.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I whispered again, my voice low, gentle. She didn’t.

I took her hand gently, guiding it down to the growing bulge in my pants. Her fingers trembled as they brushed against the fabric, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she gripped me tightly, her touch tentative yet firm.

I could feel her hesitation, but there was something else there, too—curiosity, maybe even a little desire. She turned her head slightly, her eyes meeting mine in the dim light of the theatre.

“Anna… I’m a virgin,” she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the movie playing in the background. “Be soft with me.”

I nodded, my hand brushing her cheek reassuringly. “Sure, my love. I’ll be gentle,” I promised, my voice low and soothing. “But tell me… what did you and your boyfriend plan to do today?”

She hesitated, her hand still resting on me, her grip tightening slightly. “Anna, I don’t know…” she murmured, her breath hitching as I pressed my palm against her chest, feeling the curve of her breast through her shirt.

“Say it,” I urged gently, my fingers trailing down her stomach, finding the knot of her chudidhar pants. I loosened it slowly, my hand slipping inside, her warmth welcoming me. “What did he promise you?”

She let out a soft moan, her body arching slightly into my touch. “Anna…” she breathed, her voice trembling. “We… we planned to kiss. Smooch. He said he’d lick me, and… and I wanted to give him a hand job.”

I smiled, leaning closer, my lips brushing against her ear. “Let’s do more,” I whispered before capturing her lips in a slow, deep kiss. She stiffened for a moment, then melted into it, her free hand tangling in my hair.

She wasn’t a bad kisser but a quick learner. Her lips moved tentatively, then with more confidence as I guided her. Breaking the kiss, I leaned back slightly, my eyes trailing down her body. Slowly, I tugged at the hem of her top, pulling it up just enough to reveal her stomach.

Her skin was soft and warm, and I couldn’t resist leaning down. My tongue traced a path from her navel upward. She gasped, her fingers tightening in my hair as I teased her sensitive skin, my hands roaming over her curves.

“Anna…” she whimpered, her body trembling beneath my touch. “I… I’ve never…”

“Shh,” I murmured, my lips brushing against her skin as I continued to explore her body. “Just let me take care of you. Let me show you what it feels like to be truly desired.” Her breath hitched. I moved lower, my fingers slipping beneath the waistband of her pants, finding her dampened core.

She was so wet, so ready. I knew she wanted this as much as I did. My fingers teased her gently, tracing her folds before finding her clit, rubbing slow, deliberate circles. Her moans grew louder. Her hips bucked against my hand as I worked her, my lips never leaving her skin.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” I whispered again, my voice rough with desire. But she didn’t. Instead, her hand moved from my hair to grip my shoulder, her nails digging into my skin as she arched into my touch.

I shifted slightly, my free hand unbuckling my belt, freeing my length. I guided her hand back to me, her fingers wrapping around me hesitantly. Then, with more confidence, I showed her how to move. Her touch was clumsy but eager, her strokes growing firmer as I continued to pleasure her.

“Anna… I don’t know if…” she started, her voice trembling, but I silenced her with another kiss, deep and demanding.

“Trust me,” I murmured against her lips, my fingers sliding inside her, slow and steady. She gasped, her body tightening around me. I stretched her, preparing her for what was to come. “Let me make you feel good.”

Her hand fell away from me, gripping the armrest of the seat. I added another finger, curling it to hit that sweet spot. Her moans filled the air, muffled only by my lips against hers as she came undone, her body shaking with pleasure.

I pulled my fingers away, lifting them to my lips to taste her, watching her as she caught her breath. She was beautiful like this, her cheeks flushed. Her lips were swollen from our kisses, her body still trembling from her release.

“Are you ready?” I asked softly, my hands finding her hips and pulling her closer to the edge of the seat. She nodded, her eyes meeting mine, filled with fear and desire.

I positioned myself at her entrance. My tip brushed against her wetness as I rubbed myself against her, teasing her with the promise of what was to come. “Tell me if you want me to stop,” I whispered one last time, my voice low and gentle.

She didn’t. Instead, she reached for me, her hands gripping my shoulders. I pushed inside, slow and steady, letting her body adjust to me. She was so tight, so warm. I savoured every inch as I slid deeper, feeling her walls clench around me.

“Anna…” she moaned, her nails digging into my skin as I began to move, my hips rocking against hers in a slow, deliberate rhythm. “It feels… different.”

“Good, different?” I asked, my voice strained. I fought to keep my pace gentle, giving her time to adjust.

She nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. “Yes… Anna, please…”

I leaned down, capturing her lips in another kiss as I picked up the pace, my thrusts growing deeper, harder. Her moans grew louder, her body arching into mine as she met my movements, her hips bucking against me. She was so responsive, so eager, and I couldn’t get enough of her.

“Anna… I think I’m going to…” she started, her voice trembling as her walls clenched around me, her body tensing as pleasure overtook her. I held her close, my movements growing erratic. I felt my release building, her name on my lips. I spilt inside her, her body trembling beneath me.

We stayed like that for a moment, our bodies still connected, our breaths mingling as we came down from our high. I brushed a strand of hair from her face, my lips brushing against her forehead as I whispered, “Was that everything you wanted, love?”

She nodded, her eyes fluttering open to meet mine, a small smile playing on her lips. “Yes, Anna… but… what happens now?”

I leaned back in the seat, my fingers gently brushing her cheek as I whispered, “Suck my dick, love.” Her eyes widened for a moment, but there was no hesitation, no resistance. She slid down from her seat, her knees meeting the floor of the theatre as she positioned herself between my legs.

Her hands trembled slightly as she unzipped my pants, her breath warm against my skin as she pulled my cock free. Her lips parted, and she took me into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip before she took me deeper. “That’s it, just like that,” I murmured, my hand tangling in her hair.

I guided her movements. She was eager, her mouth working with a passion that surprised me, her moans vibrating against my flesh as she took me to the back of her throat. I could feel her enthusiasm and desire to please me, which drove me wild.

Her eyes flicked up to meet mine. I could see the ecstasy in her gaze, the way she was losing herself in the act. I groaned, my hips bucking slightly. I felt the tension building in my core. ”I’m going to cum, love,” I warned, and she didn’t pull away. Instead, she took me deeper, her throat relaxing.

I spilt into her mouth. She swallowed, her tongue cleaning me carefully before finally pulling back, her lips glistening. I reached into my pocket, handing her a handkerchief to clean herself. ”You did so well,” I whispered, my thumb brushing her cheek as she wiped her mouth.

She looked up at me, her eyes soft, her breath still uneven. The theatre lights flickered on, signalling the interval. For the first time, we truly saw each other. Her hair was slightly tousled, her lips swollen from our kisses. Her cheeks were flushed.

She was beautiful. Her innocence, mixed with a newfound confidence, made my heart race. We sat side by side, speaking casually for the next fifteen minutes. She told me about her college and dreams, and I listened intently. My hand resting on her thigh.

The conversation was light. But there was an undeniable tension between us, a connection forged in the theatre’s darkness. When the lights dimmed again, I didn’t waste a moment. I reached over, lifting her chudidar and exposing her bare skin.

My lips found her nipples. My tongue swirled around them as she gasped, her hands gripping the armrests of the seat. ”Anna…” she moaned, her voice trembling as I alternated between sucking and biting gently. I moved lower, my hands sliding her panties down her legs.

I positioned myself between her thighs. Her scent was intoxicating, her arousal evident as I leaned in, my tongue tracing her folds. She cried out, her hips lifting off the seat as I buried my face in her. My fingers found her entrance and slid inside.

”You’re so wet,” I murmured against her skin. My tongue worked her clit as my fingers curled inside her, finding that spot that made her gasp. Her legs trembled, her moans growing louder. I pushed her closer and closer to the edge.

”Cum for me, love,” I urged, and she did, her body shuddering. She came against my mouth, her juices coating my lips. I didn’t stop, continuing to lick and suck until she came again, her hands gripping my hair.

She cried out, her body writhing beneath me. When I finally pulled back, she was breathless, her chest rising and falling. She looked down at me, her eyes filled with astonishment and desire.

We dressed quickly, the air between us charged with an unspoken need. I pulled her into my arms, our lips meeting in a deep, passionate kiss that left us both breathless. ”Anna,” she whispered as we broke apart, her hands resting on my chest. ”I was so scared at first, but… I’m so happy I met you.”

I smiled, my arms tightening around her as I hugged her close. ”I’m glad too, love.” The movie ended, and we walked out of the theatre hand in hand, the night air cool against our skin.

We stopped at KFC, where she ordered a vegetarian burger, and we sat together. Our conversation was light but filled with an undercurrent of something deeper.

When it was time to leave, she turned to me, her eyes soft but determined. ”Anna… I’ll come to the movie again next Wednesday. Don’t call me until then. I’ll message you Tuesday night.”

I nodded, my heart swelling with affection. ”I love you,” I said, the words slipping out before I could stop them.

She smiled, her cheeks turning pink as she replied, ”I love you too, Anna. You can bring condoms if you wish.” With that, she turned and ran off, her laughter echoing in the night as I watched her go, my heart pounding.

The next Wednesday couldn’t come soon enough.

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The music’s lively beat pulsed through the air as I entered the dim pub. A typical Friday night unfolded where the week’s tension dissolved into a mix of chuckles, glass clinks, and swirling lights. The crowd swayed to the rhythm caught up in the latest hits, and the mood crackled with excitement.

As I headed to the bar, I noticed her. Neha. She chatted with her friends, her eyes full of joy, her long hair flowing down her back. The neon lights’ gentle shine framed her face showing off her grin and the hint of mischief in her eyes. I felt drawn to her right away like a magnet pulling me closer.

“Can I get you a drink?” I said as I walked up to her. The bass matched my heart’s rhythm.

Her eyes lit up with interest. “Sure, if you promise to share your funniest joke.”

I smiled surprised by her fun attitude. “Okay, but you might wish you hadn’t asked!”

While I got our drinks, I felt excited. We began to chat, and it felt easy and natural. Neha had a quick wit and lots of charm, and her laugh made me want to laugh too.

We told each other stories talking over the loud music, and started to feel close in a way that seemed both old and new.

“Shall we hit the dance floor?” she asked, her eyes full of daring.

I had to accept. Then we moved onto the dance floor, among people dancing to the beat. Neha danced with a self-assurance that captivated me. I copied her steps, getting lost in the moment. Everything else disappeared; the two of us existed, in our own world.

After dancing to several songs, we ended up out of breath and chuckling, resting against the bar for a drink. I looked into her eyes and sensed a change. The connection between us sparked lightning a flame I couldn’t disregard. “What do you like to do on weekends?” I asked wanting to know more about her.

“I love being spontaneous,” she answered with a playful grin. “Why don’t we make tonight the one to remember?”

Her words sent a rush of excitement through me. “Count me in. What’s your plan?”

She moved closer and whispered, “Let’s dance like nobody’s looking then maybe find a more… intimate spot?”

Saturday Morning-

The night flew by in a blur of joy, dancing, and a connection that felt like electricity. When the pub shut down, Neha took my hand and led me into the cool night air. The city buzzed with life, lights sparkling like stars as we strolled the streets.

“Let’s head to my place,” she proposed, her eyes twinkling with playfulness.
I paused for a moment feeling the importance of the choice before me. As I gazed into her eyes, I noticed a promise of excitement and comfort that I couldn’t turn down. “Okay, show me the way.”

Her flat was snug and welcoming, with vivid artwork on the walls and bookshelves full of volumes. A subtle vanilla scent from candles filled the air setting a cozy mood. Neha brought two glasses of wine and we sat on the sofa, the music from earlier still playing in our heads.

We chatted for hours spilling our dreams, fears, and everything else. As night fell, our talk got deeper showing parts of ourselves we hide. I couldn’t take my eyes off her – not just because she looked great, but because of who she was inside.

The way she saw the world, what she cared about, what she hoped for – it all pulled me in. As time ticked by, Neha inched closer, and I felt her warmth. I reached out and tucked loose hair behind her ear. Our eyes met, and right then, nothing else mattered. I leaned in, and we kissed. It started soft but turned hot and heavy.

After our kiss, I picked her up and put her on my bed. I leaned close kissing her from her forehead down her body to her thighs. Her face turned bright red. I breathed on her skin making her smile and show a cute dimple. I licked it before kissing her cheek.

Then I moved near her ear and said, “Neha?” She made a quiet ‘Hmmmmmm’, sound and shut her eyes. I kissed her ear then gave a quick kiss on her neck. She hugged me tight pulling me close.

She measured with a 34-30-36 figure. Her perfect curves made her very attractive. I felt drawn to her the instant I saw her, but she seemed unattainable. I took chances to touch her hands and shoulders when possible. At times, I managed to make contact with her soft breast.

Then I bent down to kiss her neck and kissed her visible cleavage. She hugged me right away. I moved lower and kissed her chest and bra. She trembled and squirmed enjoying it. I pressed my lips against her bra and breast. Her nipples were hard and stiff. Then I removed her bra to see her breasts. Her pale breast with the dark brown nipple looked beautiful.

I touched her nipples and breasts with my tongue. Then I bit her nipples and drank milk. She pressed her breast to my face and embraced me. Desire coursed through her warm body. I reached down to caress her navel teasing her belly button.

Then I walked to the kitchen leaving her behind. She looked curious. When she came, I brought her Silk chocolate and ice cubes in a bowl. Then I laid her on the bed and kissed her lips. Then I put an ice cube on her lips, covered her mouth with mine, and kissed her nipples letting the chocolate melt from the heat.

I moved the ice down her neck and put it on her belly button. The cold made her shake. I applied ice to her navel. She kept throbbing.

When I attempted to remove her pants, my coworker resisted me. I moved closer, kissed her, and pulled her pants down with one hand. She covered her private area. I got up and looked at her in amazement. She was stunning! She hid her body with her hands. I then took off my pants.

Her eyes widened and narrowed when she saw my 8-inch erect penis, which looks good, allowing me to hit her G-spot every time I thrust. She had no trouble giving me oral sex. Then we moved to the 69 position.

Nectar flowed from her private area. I then placed her on the bed, positioned myself between her thighs, and touched her with my manhood. She started to moan and plead for me to enter.

I wore protection. Then I thrust my manhood gently. It proved quite difficult, and she felt the pain she hadn’t experienced in ages. It went in partway so I pulled out.

Next, I tried my tool by putting saliva in her vaginal opening and tip. I went in faster this time, and I got halfway in one move. She started to enjoy the excitement. She shook a lot as we continued; I stayed still and then kissed her lips while touching her nipple.

I started with slow strokes. Then I sped up and began to bite her often, and each time, the pain left her. She started to like the feeling of passion. Her voice was the only sound in the whole room. “Aaaahhh… ssshhhhhssss hmm,” She groaned as she scratched my back and neck.

Her moan excited me. My penis grew and moved more as her vagina squeezed tighter limiting my movement. She bit my neck while hugging me. Then she cried out “Ahhhhhhhh” and embraced me.

Saturday Evening-

We spent the next day together seeing the city in daylight. Neha showed me her favourite cafe where we enjoyed tasty pastries and chatted about many topics. We chuckled at funny anecdotes finding joy in our shared interests.

Will continue in the next episode. I will be sharing with all of my dear readers the details of all of my sex experiences here.

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