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I am an Indian, good-looking, 21-year-old, 5’6″ guy with a really lean body and abs, a really high sex drive, and most importantly, I can do two rounds back to back. My physique is a result of regular workouts and a strict diet, which I believe is essential for maintaining a healthy and attractive body. As a young adult, I have a strong libido, and I’m always eager to explore my sexuality and satisfy my desires.

I am a relatively new writer on this site, but this is how I met a sex lover who was really shy at first but turned out to be a highly energetic girl. Our encounter was a thrilling experience, and I’m excited to share every detail with you. As I sit here, reflecting on our conversation, I can still feel the excitement and anticipation that built up over the days.

About the girl – she was 23, really shy, working in a bank, perfectly shaped, and a little chubby; she looks really cute. The curves she has, with a little chubbiness on her body, are just like Marilyn Monroe’s (search for her on Google if you don’t know who she is). Her body type is something that I find extremely attractive, and I couldn’t help but feel drawn to her from the moment we started talking. Her shyness was endearing, and I was curious to see how she would open up as we got to know each other better.

So, I had given away my Snapchat and email on an anonymous chat website. We started talking, and initially, she was really, really shy, so she didn’t even show her face. We talked over text for a couple of days, and after a while, I switched to calls. I found her voice to be soothing and gentle, and I was eager to hear more of it. As we conversed, I discovered that she was intelligent, witty, and had a great sense of humor, which made our conversations even more enjoyable.

So, her name – let’s call her Sona (for privacy) – one day, after two weeks on call, after building some bond, we talked about sexuality and intimacy, and out of the blue, she asked me:

Sona: We’ve been talking for some weeks now. What do you think about me intimately?

Me: What do you mean?

Sona: You know I’ve been so shy that I haven’t done it yet with anyone, and I feel comfortable with you.

Me: Excited, but hiding it – you know I haven’t even seen you yet, and you’re talking about dirty stuff.

Sona: She tells me she feels comfortable with me, so she would share a pic (with clothes).

The pic: A brown girl with really good curves, but slightly chubby, looks beautiful wearing a skirt and a cute little purple top. Her smile was radiant, and her eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. I was taken aback by her beauty, and I couldn’t help but feel a strong attraction towards her.

Me: Oh my god, you look so good in that purple top.

After some to-and-fro texts, we got into action. I eventually stripped her over call and made her orgasm through my voice (yes, I have that talent ;), and after a while, we switched from calls to video calls. The transition from text to voice to video calls was seamless, and our conversations became more intimate and personal. I found myself looking forward to our daily conversations, and I was excited to see where things would go.

Sona: You know, let’s video call for the first time. I want to show you something.

Me: What are you showing me? Is it something perky?

Sona: Something perky and tight ;).

Me: Really?

She video-called, and there she was in a really beautiful, tight, pink top without a bra. I could see her perfectly sized, tight boobs with perky nipples. I got a boner so hard that I wanted to fuck her so bad, but I controlled myself for some time. The sight of her in that pink top was breathtaking, and I couldn’t help but feel a strong desire to touch her, to hold her, and to make her mine.

Sona: What are you looking at?

Me: Just your smile! Trying to focus on her eyes (she has really beautiful eyes).

Sona: (Teasing me a bit and showing me her side boob from the T-shirt) Are you sure you’re not hard?

Me: (Trying to control myself still) Yes, definitely, you’re cute, but I’m not turned on.

Sona: Showing her tits (so perky, perfect nipples).

Me: Completely lost control, and my dick was throbbing for more, asking her to strip and show me everything. I was eager to see more of her, to explore her body, and to satisfy my desires. The sight of her naked body was exhilarating, and I felt like I was on the verge of exploding.

Sona: Anything for you. You know, you’re such a smooth talker that you can cum any girl on the planet (removing her tight top). She continued to tease me, slowly revealing her breasts, and then her nipples, which were hard and inviting. I couldn’t help but lick my lips, imagining the taste of her skin.

Me: Not really; you know I’m single, right? (showing her my neck and shoulders). I tried to play it cool, but I was burning with desire. I wanted to touch her, to feel her skin, and to make her mine.

Sona: I don’t think so (stripping every cloth on her body and teasing me). You know, I was so shy, but you make me feel so comfortable. I wanna fuck you all day and night. I want to meet you in real life. Her words sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I had to have her.

Me: Yes, let’s plan for a fuck meet! I couldn’t wait to get my hands on her, to explore her body, and to make her cum. The anticipation was killing me, and I knew I had to make this happen.

Sona: Definitely (showing her clit). She began to touch herself, rubbing her fingers over her pussy, and I could see the moisture glistening on her skin. I was salivating at the sight, and my dick was throbbing with anticipation.

Me: Baby, run your fingers down on your tits from up to bottom to your pussy, and if you can get a vibrator in Bangalore, please try to find one. I wanted to see her pleasure herself, to watch her cum, and to know that she was thinking of me.

Sona: Doing exactly that, showing each and every inch of her body. No, I don’t need a vibrator, just your dick. Her words were music to my ears, and I knew I had to make this happen. I wanted to be the one to make her cum, to feel her pussy wrapped around my cock, and to hear her scream my name.

Me: Showed her my dick (6 inches) hard, dark prince. I couldn’t wait to plunge it into her, to feel her warmth, and to make her mine.

Sona: Oh my god, how is it so huge? I’m scared if it will fit my pussy or not in real life. Her concern was adorable, and I knew I had to reassure her. I wanted her to feel comfortable, to know that I would take care of her, and to trust me completely.

Me: Don’t worry, I’ll lubricate your pussy with my tongue, babe ;). I wanted to taste her, to explore her, and to make her cum. The thought of my tongue on her skin, of my lips on her clit, and of my cock in her pussy was driving me crazy.

Sona: Moaning and fingering her pussy really, really hard and screaming (she couldn’t control her hands). I watched in awe as she pleasured herself, her body shaking, and her moans filling the air. I knew I had to join in, to make her cum, and to feel her warmth.

Me: Stroking my dick up and down, watching her play with her clit, spreading wide open for me. I was on the verge of cumming, and I knew I had to hold back. I wanted to make this last, to savor the moment, and to make her cum first.

Sona: Shaking a lot and tells me this was the best feeling she had in her life, and she wants to just ride me in any position I want. Her words were like fuel to my fire, and I knew I had to make this happen. I wanted to be the one to give her the best feeling, to make her cum, and to hear her scream my name.

Me: You’re so submissive, baby; you do whatever I say. I loved the way she responded to my commands, the way she trusted me, and the way she wanted to please me.

Sona: Mera jism tumhara hai, jo karna hai karo. English translation: My body is yours; you can do anything you want. Her words sent shivers down my spine, and I knew I had to make this happen. I wanted to be the one to take control, to make her cum, and to feel her warmth.

Me: Stroking my banana, asking her to keep her phone away so I could watch each and every inch of her. I wanted to see her in all her glory, to explore her body, and to make her cum. The thought of her naked, spread eagle, and waiting for me was driving me crazy.

Sona: Cumming all over her bed, and a white discharge all over her pussy. I watched in awe as she reached her climax, her body shaking, and her moans filling the air. I knew I had to join in, to make her cum again, and to feel her warmth.

Me: Looking at her cum and thinking, is that much normal to squirt for a girl or not. I was amazed by the amount of fluid that had released from her body, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride knowing that I had made her cum so hard.

Sona: Shaking and telling me that she can’t stop cumming, and that she’s never felt this way before. Her words were music to my ears, and I knew that I had to make this happen again. I wanted to be the one to make her cum, to feel her warmth, and to hear her scream my name.

Me: Telling her to keep her phone on, so I can watch her as she cleans up. I wanted to see her, to watch her, and to make sure that she was okay. I also wanted to make sure that she knew that I was still thinking about her, and that I couldn’t wait to be with her again.

Sona: Laughing and telling me that I’m a pervert, but she loves it. Her words were playful, and I knew that she was enjoying the attention. I also knew that she was excited to meet me, and to feel my touch.

Me: Telling her that I’m going to make her cum again, and that I’m going to make her scream my name. I was confident, and I knew that I could deliver. I wanted to be the one to make her cum, to feel her warmth, and to hear her scream my name.

As we continued to talk, our conversation became more explicit, and our desire for each other grew stronger. We talked about our fantasies, our desires, and our expectations. We knew that we had to meet, and we knew that we had to make this happen.

The anticipation was killing us, and we couldn’t wait to be together. We knew that our first meeting would be explosive, and that we would give each other the best sex of our lives. We were excited, we were nervous, and we were ready to take our relationship to the next level.

As we waited for our meeting, we continued to talk, to tease each other, and to build our anticipation. We knew that our meeting would be a night to remember, and that we would never forget the way we made each other feel.

As our online connection reached a boiling point, we decided to take the next step and arrange a meeting in real life. If you’re eager to know more about our electrifying encounter, leave a comment below and I’ll be sure to share the next part of our story, where I’ll describe the exhilarating sensation of touching Sona’s body for the first time. Let me know if you’d prefer me to continue the story in Hindi or English.

If you’re a woman looking for a thrilling connection or a fun, flirtatious date in real life, I’m open to meeting someone with a sparkling smile and a passion for adventure. Feel free to reach out to me for some kinky feedback or to explore the possibility of a real-life encounter.

For feedback or to get in touch, you can find me on: Snapchat: aykaminer Email: [email protected]

Kunal ne bachpan se apni maa, Nita ko ghar me loose kapre pehente dekha hai. Nita 45 umar ki moti aur sawli aurat hai. Vo zyadatar saari ya salwaar kameez pehenti hai. Saari me uski gaand tight aur ubhri hui lagti hai jiska view Kunal ki hawas ko badata hai.

Ek baar Nita ke haath me chot lag gayi thi. Uss chot ke karan doctor ne usse vo haath use karne se mana kardiya tha. Iss ke karan usse apne bohot se kaam Kunal aur Kunal ke papa se karane padte the. In mese ek kaam bathroom karne ke baad uski gaand dhona bhi tha. Kunal ke papa ko yeh nhi karna tha lekin Kunal apni maa ko nangia dekhne ke liye utavla tha.

Ek din hua yu:

Nita: Kunal! Kunal!

Kunal gaya vaha. Unka desi style toilet tha to Nita nighty uthake bethi thi. Nita ko thodi sharm aa rahi thi. Kunal Nita ke piche aake dekhta hai.

Kunal: Waah Kya moti bhais jaisi gaand hai. (vo mann me sochta hai.)

Kunal thoda niche jhuk ke toilet me paani daalta hai aur mug me paani leke Nita ki gaand pe daalta hai. Uske baad Kunal apni ungli se Nita ke gaand ke ched ko rub karte hue saaf karta hai.

Kunal: Kya thul thuli gaand hai. Mann to kar raha hai abhi lund daalke chod hu. (vo sochta hai)

Gaand saaf hone ke baad bhi Kunal apni ungli se ched ko rub karta rehta hai.

Nita: Kunal beta hogaya hai ab tu jaa mai aati hu.

Kunal thora nirash hoke vaha se chala jaata hai.

Kuch din tak yeh silsila chalta hai Nita ko ab koi sharm nhi aati jab Kunal uski nangi chut ya gaand dekhta hai.

Fir ek din jab Nita Kunal ko dhone ke liye chilati hai, Kunal sunta to hai lekin jaata nhi.

Nita: Kunal beta, Kunal. Ho gaya hai!

Kunal: Ah Aur chilao Maa. Jab tum aise bulati ho lagta hai randi apni marwane ke liye bula rahi ho.

Kunal thodi der baad jaata hai bathroom me.

Nita: Aa kyu nhi raha tha.

Kunal: Vo Maa sunai nhi diya.

Fir Kunal hamesha ki tarah uske piche jaake gaand me paani dalna shuru kia.

Kunal: Chalo Aaj thoda maza karta hu. (vo sochta hai)

Kunal iss baar ungli rub karne ki jagah halke se gaand ke ched ke ander daal deta hai.

Nita halki si awaaz nikalti hai maano ek jhatka laga ho.

Nita: Kunal. Yeh kya kar raha hai!

Kunal: Maa vo thoda ganda hai isliye ache se saaf kar raha hu.

Fir Kunal ek haath se paani daalta hai aur dusre haath se Nita ki gaand me ungli karta hai.

Kunal: Dekho kaise kaanp rahi hai iski gaand. (vo sochta hai)

Thodi der baad Kunal chala jaata hai.

Agle din, Jab Kunal Nita ke kamre me jaata hai tab dekhta hai Nita ne bas peticot pehna tha aur bra bas pehene waali hoti hai.

Nita: Kunal kya hua?

Kunal: Vo kuch baat karni thi.

Nita: Acha betho.

Kunal thoda hairan hota hai ki Nita ne usse bahar jaane ko nhi kaha.

Fir Kunal usse baat karna shuru karta hai aur Nita bhi bra pehente pehente usse baat karti hai.

Kunal: Aah kya mast chuche hai yaar mann to kar raha hai chod du isko abhi. (vo sochta hai)

Nita ka thul thula pet aur uski badi gaand peticot se dikh rahi hoti hai.

Kunal: Maa aap white bra kyu pehente aap buddhe thodi ho.

Nita Kunal ko ek second ke liye dekhti hai aur fir apne drawer ki taraf jaati hai. Vo apna bra khol ke ek black bra nikalti hai aur Kunal ke saamne hi pehen leti hai.

Nita: Yeh theek hai?

Kunal ko to vishwaas hi nhi ho raha hota ki uski maa uske samne hi apni bra change karegi.

Kunal: Ha theek hai.

Fir Kunal ka khada ho gaya tha usne paas se pillow liya aur apni godi me rakh dia chupane ke liye.

Iss incident ke baad se Kunal roz Nita ke kapre badalne time aata aur jo kapre vo select karta vhi Nita pehenti.

Nahate samay bhi vo Kunal ko bula leti thi agar usse kapre ya towel chahiye hota tha to.

Kunal in sab se bohot khush tha, lekin uske sar par to hawas sawar thi. Isliye usse jab bhi mouka milta vo Nita ko touch karne ki koshish karta.

Ek din Kunal ke papa office gaye the. Nita nahane gyi thi. Ghar me bas Nita aur Kunal hi the.

Nita: Kunal! sabun nhi hai bathroom.

Kunal: Acha mai lata hu.

Kunal bathroom ke paas pahuchta hai, lekin Nita ko bulane ki vajay vo bathroom me ghus jaata hai.

Nita puri nangi gilli khadi hoti hai.

Nita: Are mujhe bula leta.

Kunal: Koi baat nhi maa. Mai aapko laga deta hu.

Nita: Aree nhi nhi mere bas ek hi haath me chot hai chinta mat kar.

Kunal: Koi baat nhi Maa bachpan me aap bhi to mujhe lagati thi.

Nita fir thoda mana karne ke baad man jaati hai aur ek stool per beth jaati hai.

Kunal Nita ke peeth par sabun lagana shuru karta hai. Iski wajah se uska lund khada hojata hai.

Kunal: Aah mai bhi aaj nhi nahaya chalo maa aaj saath me nahate hai.

Nita hasti hai.

Nita: Acha lekin ab tu bacha nhi hai.

Kunal apne kapre uttar deta hai.

Kunal: Maa maine aapki peeth saaf ki aap bhi mujhe saaf karo.

Vo apna lund Nita ke muh ke samne rakh deta hai.

Nita bilkul shock ho jati hai Kunal ka bada sakt lund dekhke.

Nita: Kunal?!

Kunal Nita ka haath pakarta hai aur uska haath apne lund per rakh deta hai.

Kunal: Karo na maa.

Nita apni aakhe niche karke uska lund hilana shuru kar deti hai.

Kunal: Aah yeh hui na baat.

Kunal usko khada karta hai aur Nita ke boobs ke saath khelna shuru kar deta hai.

Nita: Ruko beta yeh theek nhi.

Kunal koi jawab na deke seedha usse kiss kar deta hai aur Nita ki jeebh chusna shuru kar deta hai. Vo Nita ki gaand dono haatho se pakar ke masalna shuru kar deta hai hai aur apna lund uske pet per rub karta hai.

Kunal: Bohot tadpaya hai maa apne.

Kunal apni ek ungli Nita ki gaand me ghusa deta hai.

Nita: Aah!

Fir Kunal Nita ki ek tang hawa me uthaa deta hai aur seedha apna lund uski chut me daal deta hai.

Nita: Ahhhh nhi aah.

Kunal: Ahhhhh.

Kunal fir zor zor se Nita ko chodna shuru kar deta hai.

Nita ki taange kamzor ho jati hai lekin Kunal usse ache se pakar leta hai.

Kunal: Uff Ab aap bas meri ho.

Kunal kas ke Nita ki gaand pakarta hai aur usse kiss karte huye uski chut apne maal se bhar deta hai.

Nita me itni bhi taakat nhi thi ki aur vaapis bedroom me jaa paye. Uski chut se abhi bhi Kunal ka maal nikal raha hota hai.

Kunal Nita ko utha uske shareer par se sabun dhoke usse bedroom me le jata hai.

Nita ko bed per nanga hi leta hai Kunal uske paas let jaata hai aur chipak ke dono soo jate hai.

Kuch ghante baad, Nita jagti hai aur dekhti hai ki vo aur Kunal dono bistar per nange chipak ke lete hue hai.

Nita ek jhatke se uthti hai. Jhatke ke karan Kunal ki bhi neend toot jaati hai.

Nita: Kunal yeh tune kya kia!

Kunal: Aree maa kyu chinta karti ho.

Nita: Chinta? Tujhe pata nhi agar tere papa ko pata chal gaya to kya hoga.

Kunal: Papa ko kaise pata chalega. Chalo choro vo sab.

Kunal apni ungli Nita ki chut per lagata hai.

Kunal: Maa mera fir se khada hogaya. Ab jhoot mat bolna apko bhi maza aaya na. Chalo fir se karte hai.

Nita uska haath hatake bed se uth jaati hai aur kapre pehene lagti hai.

Kunal: Maa kapre kyu pehen rahi ho. Aap nangi hi sabse sundar lagti ho.

Nita ek second ke liye Kunal ko dekhti hai aur kitchen me chali jaati hai.

Raat ko:

Nita aur Kunal ke papa so rahe hote hai ki Nita ko lagta hai kisi ne uski jhangho par haath rakha hai. Vo jab apni aakhe kholti hai tab dekhti hai Kunal uske bagal me betha hai.

Nita fir fus fusate hue bolti hai: Kunal yaha se jaao tumhare papa side me hi so rahe hai.

Kunal uski chut par haath rakhte hue bolta hai: Theek hai lekin aapko mere kamre me aana padega vo bhi bina kuch pehene aur agar aap nhi aaye to mai yhi pe shuru ho jaounga.

Nita: Theek hai theek hai lekin abhi jaao.

Kunal chala jata hai.

Nita fir aaram se uthti hai aur apni nighty uttar deti hai.

Fir Nita jab Kunal ke room me jaati hai dekhti hai Kunal nanga chair per betha hai uska lund pura khada hai aur usko haath me nariyal tel ki bottle hai.

Nita: Kunal tumhare papa ghar me hai hum abhi nhi kar sakte.

Kunal: Aap bohot tension lete ho. Acha maa zara ghumna.

Nita ulta ghum jaati hai.

Kunal: Haa ab jhuk jaao.

Nita ke jhukte hi uski gaand Kunal ke muh ke samne hoti hai.

Kunal: Aah kya gaand hai aapki.

Kunal dono haatho se uski gaand pakar kar masalne laga. Fir usne tel ki bottle kholi aur uske gaand ke ched me daalna shuru kia.

Nita: Kunal yeh kya kar raha hai!

Kunal ne bina uska jawab diye apna lund uski gaand me daal deta hai.

Nita ki cheekh nikal jaati hai.

Kunal: Aah to aisi hoti hai gaand. Uff kitni tight hai.

Nita ke taange kamzor ho jati hai aur bed ka sahara leti hai.

Kunal: Aree sidhi khadi reh na.

Fir Kunal uski gaand par thapad marta hai aur uski gaand aur tight ho jati hai.

Kunal: Ahhhh!

Fir Kunal ache se uski gaand pakri aur zor se chodna shur kar dia.

Kunal: Ahhhhhh maza aagaya.

Nita ko isse pehele kabhi aisa feel nhi hua tha ussne bhi zor zor se moan karna shuru kar dia.

Kunal: Aap to puri randi ho.

Fir Kunal ek aur thapad maarta hai uski gaand per.

Kunal: Bolo aap meri randi ho.

Nita: M-mai t-tumhari r-randi hu.

Kunal: Ha ab ye le randi.

Kunal piche se uske baal pakar ke kheechta hai aur pura maal uski gaand me bhar deta hai.

Nita zameen par gir jaati hai uski gaand abhi bhi kaanp rahi hoti hai.

Iss incident ke baad se Nita Kunal ki saari baat maane lagti hai. Ghar ho ya bahar jab bhi Kunal bolta Nita chudne ke liye taiyar ho jati. Maano Kunal uske shareer ka maalik ho.
Nita ka haath theek ho jata hai. Lekin ab Kunal bathroom me uski gaand dhone nhi balki uski gaand maarne jaata hai.

Ek din unhe function me jaane ka invitation aata hai. Function raat ko hota Kunal ke papa, Kunal aur Nita teeno function me jaane ke liye ready hona shuru hojate hai.

Nita apne room me kapre badal rahi hoti hai aur Kunal ke papa bathroom me hote hai. Tabhi Kunal Nita ke room me aata hai. Nita ne blue color ki saari peheni hoti hai.

Kunal: Uff kya maal lag rahi hai.

Nita: Kunal abhi nhi tumhare papa bathroom me hi hai.

Kunal uske paas aake use kamar se kas ke pakar leta hai.

Kunal: Tujhe kya lagta hai mai tere pass bas tujhe chodne ke liye aata hu? Pyaar karta hu tere se randi.

Kunal uske baal pakar kar usse kiss karta hai.

Nita: Mmh,

Kunal: Ah aaj function se aane me late ho jayenge to aaj nhi chod paonga tujhe. Chalo fir aaj tere muh se hi kaam chala lunga.

Kunal apna pajama uttar ke bed per beth jaata hai.

Nita fata fat zameen per bethti hai aur uska muh me le leti hai.

Nita jaldi jaldi uska chusne lagti hai taaki Kunal ke papa ke aane se pehele ho jaye.

Kunal: Aah full maze leke chus rahi hai.

Nita apni jeeb se pure lund chatne lagti hai..

Kunal Nita ke baal pakarta hai aur zor zor se apne lund se uska muh chodta hai.

Kunal itni zor se chodta hai ki uska lund Nita ke gale tak pahuch jaata hai.

Fir vo apna saara maal Nita ke muh me bhar deta hai.

Nita khasna shuru kar deti hai lekin uska maal nigal leti hai.

Kunal ke papa n aa jaye isliye Nita Kunal ko room se bahar bhej deti hai.

Function khatam hote hote boht der ho jaati hai. Vo log cab se ghar vaapis aa rahe hote hai.

Kunal ke papa gaadi me samne bethte hai. Kunal aur Nita piche.

Thori der baad Kunal dekhta hai ki uske papa kharaate maar rahe hai.

Yeh dekhte hi vo apna haath side me bethi Nita ke jhangho par rakh deta hai.

Nita Kunal ki taraf dekhti hai.

Kunal uske kaan ke paas aake bolta hai.

Kunal: chinta mat kar papa soo rahe hai.

Fir Kunal Nita ki saari uthana shuru kardeta hai. Nita rokne ki koshish karti hai, lekin Kunal uski saari ko chut tak utha deta hai.

Kunal apni pant utaar deta hai. Uska lund pura khada ho jata hai.

Kunal usse ishara karta hai lund pe charne ka.

Nita driver ki taraf dekhti hai driver road per samne dekh raha hota hai.

Fir Nita apni saari utha ke Kunal ki godi par uska lund apni chut me leke beth jaati hai.

Nita: Ahhhhhhhh.

Nita ke muh se thori awaaz nikalti hai, lekin vo fata fat se apne muh per haath rakh deti hai.

Driver rear view mirror se piche nazar maarta hai lekin kuch bolta nhi.

Kunal apne dono haatho se blouse ke uper se hi Nita ke boobs masalne shuru kar deta hai.

Nita halke halke uske lund par kudna shuru kar deti hai. Kunal uska pet pakar ke zor zor se usse chodne lagta hai. Nita puri koshish karti hai ki uski awaaz n nikle, magar fir bhi uski moan karne ki awaaz nikal jaati hai.

Driver bhi har dusre second mirror se piche dekhta rehta hai.

Kunal fir apna saara maal uski chut me bhar deta hai.

Nita zor zor se haafna shuru kard eti hai aur Kunal par hi let jaati hai.

Thodi der baad vo log ghar pahuchte hai.

Kunal Nita ki saari theek kar deta hai aur driver Kunal ke papa ko jagata hai.

Kunal ke papa: Kunal tum inhe paise deke aajao. Mai thak gaya hu ab room me jaake soo jaounga. Lagta hai tumhari maa bhi so gyi usko utha dena.

Yeh bolke vo chale jaate hai.

Kunal driver ko paise dene baad usse aur extra 500 ruppe deta hai.

Kunal: Maza aaya? Yeh lo tumhari bakshish kisko pata nhi chalna chaiye iss baare me.

Driver khush hoke sar hilata hai.

Kunal Nita ko apni godi me uthata hai aur room me jaata hai.

Room me jaake dekhta hai ki papa fir se gehri neend me so rahe hai. Yeh dekhke Kunal fir Nita ko apne room me le jata hai aur uske kapre uttar ke usse bistar par nangi lita deta hai. Fir Kunal khud bhi apne kapre uttar ke Nita se chipak kar chadar or ke so jata hai.

To be continued..

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Main Gaytri, umar 27 saal. Ye meri nahi par meri chhoti behan Nikita ki kahani hai. Hum dono ke jism hi kaafi jawan aur madak hai. Aur dono ko saree pehan kar apna mulayam pet aur nabhi dikhana pasand hai. Isliye hamare ghar ke rishtedaar bhi humko dekh kar chodne ka sochte hai.

Kisi bhi function mein, hamare ghar ke harami mard hi, koi bhi mauka dekh kar hamara malayi jaisa gora safed pet pakad noch lete hai. Kaafi baar to unhone holi ka bahana bana kar hamare pet aur kamar ko khoob masal kar maza bhi liya hai.

Hum dono ka size hi 36-26-36 hai. Meri behan Nikita 25 saal ki hai. Wo english ki teacher hai. Lekin thode time baad hi uski salary mere se bhi zyada ho chuki thi, aur kaafi jewelry bhi pehanne lagi thi. Jab maine usko poocha to kuch der sharmane ke baad usne sab bata diya.

Waise to hamare relative mein hamare chacha, tau ji, aur bhaiya ne humko choda hai. Wo mauka milte hi mere upar aur Nikita ke upar paaglon ki tarah toot padte hai. Fir khoob ragad kar humko chodte hai. Lekin apni behan ka ye kissa sun kar main isko batane ki sochi.

Waise to bahut kisse hai hamare batane ke liye hai. Par pehle main apni behan Nikita ka ye kissa batana chaahti hu. To dekhiye kis tarah harami principal Hariram ne meri behan Nikita ko poora ragad kar nichodh kar choda.

Ek bade private school mein meri behan Nikita interview dene gayi. Wahan usko principal Hariram dekhte hi pagal ho gaya tha. Shayad usko dekhte hi usne soch liya tha, ki usko kisi bhi keemat par apne bistar ki rani banana tha.

Hariram ki kismat achi thi ki usko meri behan Nikita naam ki ek mast kadak jawan jism wali english teacher mil gayi. Nikita ka aaj pehla din aur interview tha. Nikita ko kisi bhi haalat mein job chahiye thi. Bina baju wala blouse aur pallu side karke apna aadha gora pet dikhati hui Nikita, interview dene aa gayi.

Ummm, office ka gate khulte hi uski nangi baju aur aadha chamakta hua gora pet dekh kar Hariram ki laal aankhen khul gayi. Nikita to bas ek personality bana kar gayi thi. Par Hariram uske is kasse hue jism ko dekh kar pagal hone wala tha. Usne soch liya english wali is Nikita madam ko kisi bhi keemat par apna bana kar rahega. Uska ye jism ek-dum kaccha chaba jayega.

Nikita: Good morning sir.

Hariram (mann hi mann): Aahhh kya mulayam pet hai behanchod. Ek baar apni nabhi dikha de. Kya nangi gori-gori baju hai, ummm.

Hariram: Good morning, baitho Nikita.

Nikita: Thank you sir.

Nikita Hariram ka chehra dekh kar samajh gayi thi, ki wo bahut harami tha. Hariram uska aadha chamakta hua pet ghoor raha tha. Par Nikita ne pallu nahi dhaka aur aise hi rehne diya. Kuch der interview lene ke baad, Hariram apni harami-pann par aane laga. Nikita bhi jaanti thi ki uske madak jism par Hariram ghoor raha tha.

Nikita: Sir, 30,000 to thoda kam hai. Aur salary badha dijiye.

Hariram: Acha ek shirt par.

Nikita: Kya sir?

Hariram: Aapko roz aise hi saree pehanni padegi. Isi style mein.

Nikita thoda muskura di.

Nikita (muskurate hue): Ab aap principal hai. Aapki baat to maanni padegi.

Hariram (Nikita ki nangi baju aur blouse ghoorte hue): Meri baat maanogi to kahin aur jaane ki zaroorat nahi hai tumhe. Kisi bhi cheez ki kami nahi hogi.

Nikita muskura kar Hariram ko dekhne lagi.

Nikita: Theek hai sir, main dhyan rakhungi.

Hariram: Waise bura na maane to ek baat kahu?

Nikita: Boliye sir.

Hariram: Aap bahut hot aur khoobsurat ho. Aur tumhari saree bhi. Aapka figure bhi.

Nikita sharma kar hass padi.

Nikita: Thank you sir.

Hariram: Aur isiliye tumhari salary ab 50,000 rupay kar deta hu.

Nikita ek-dum khush ho gayi. 30,000 se seedha 50,000 jo mila tha.

Hariram: Ab to aap khush ho?

Nikita: Ji sir. Bahut khush hu.

50,000 kya cheez hai. Nikita jaisi 25 saal ki jawan kadak ladki ko chodne ke liye Hariram 1 lakh rupay bhi uda deta. Aur uska harami-pann shuru ho chuka tha.

Hariram: Aap gym jati ho kya?

Nikita: Haa sir, week mein 3-4 baar.

Hariram: Tabhi aapka figure itna hot hai. Main to aapka fan ho gaya.

Nikita (sharmate hue): Thank you sir.

Nikita ka boyfriend tha. Par 50,000 rupay ki salary zyada important thi. Nikita samajh gayi ki usko kya dekha tha. Fir Nikita jaan-boojh kar angdayi lete hue apna pallu poora side kar di, aur Hariram ko apne gore mulayam pet ki nabhi bhi dikha di.

Pehli baar usne kisi gair mard ke sath aisa kara tha. Aaj tak uske bf ne bhi bas uski kamar ko touch kara tha. Hariram ki laal aankhen apni nabhi ki taraf dekh kar Nikita sharma gayi. Ab salary 50,000 thi, to uski wapas pallu karne ki himmat nahi hui. Usne ache se Hariram ko apna mulayam pet aur nabhi dikhaye. Fir dono khade hue aur interview khatam hua.

Hariram: Aao madam, aapko school dikha deta hu.

Nikita: Ok sir.

Nikita khadi hui aur Hariram ke paas aa gayi. Hariram ne uski chikni kamar par pakad liya.

Nikita: Ouch ohh.

Hariram: Kya hua madam?

Nikita: Kuch nahi sir, bas aise hi.

Hariram ke patthar jaise hath apni chikni kamar par mehsoos karke Nikita sharma gayi, aur chalne lagi. Hariram ne uski kamar pakad kar ache se school ghumaya. Nikita ne dekha uski kamar laal pad gayi thi. Is umar mein Hariram ki mazboot pakad dekh kar Nikita mann hi mann sharma gayi.

End mein Nikita usko gale mili. Apne jism se chipka kar, uski chikni kamar aur gol gaand par hath fer kar, Hariram ne Nikita ko kal se duty join karne ke liye bol diya. Nikita jaanti thi ki Hariram uske jism ka deewana tha. Wo thoda muskurayi, lekin 50,000 ki job milne par wo bahut khush thi, aur sab bhool gayi.

Agli subah Nikita new job par jaane ke liye ready thi. Usne mast tight saree pehni. Uski gol gaand ki shape kamaal lag rahi thi. Fir usne mirror mein khud ko dekha, aur fir pallu side kar liya. Uska gora mulayam pet aur nabhi poora dikhne lagi. Nikita sharma kar hass padi, aur fir job ke liye nikal gayi.

Subah school ki assembly mein sab teachers khade the. Kuch der baad Hariram bhi aa gaya, aur apne office mein chala gaya. Tabhi peon aaya.

Peon: Nikita madam, aapko sir ne office mein bulaya hai.

Nikita ne muskura kar haa kari, aur apna pallu side karke chal padi. Office ka gate kholte hi Hariram ki nazar Nikita ke mulayam gore pet par padi, aur uski nabhi par padi. Nikita ne ye dekh liya tha.

Nikita: Sir, may I come in.

Hariram: Haa madam, aa jao. Aap to aaj bahut sexy lag rahi ho.

Nikita (sharmate hue): Thank you sir.

Hariram: Agar bura na maano to aapki photo lelu?

Nikita sharma gayi, aur isse pehle Nikita kuch bolti, Hariram ne phone nikala, aur shuru ho gaya. Side se uski chikni kamar aur gol gaand ki photo bhi leli usne.

Nikita: Sir itni bhi sundar nahi hu main.

Hariram: Arre aap to sabse sundar teacher ho mere school ki. Aap meri special ho ab.

Nikita ne bhi sharmate hue Hariram se saree mein apne jism ki madak photo khichwayi. Jitna Hariram uske mulayam pet aur nabhi ke photo kheenchta, wo utna sharma jati. Nitika nahi jaanti thi ki ek baar wo Hariram ke paas aa gayi, fir to Hariram uska ye jawan garam jism kaccha chaba jayega. Wo uski jawan gulabi chut ko apne 9 inch ke lund se faad kar khol dega.

Roz Hariram Nikita ke jism ke maze le raha tha. Roz uski chikni kamar aur gaand par ache se masal kar ragad deta. Par Hariram ko to uska jism choosna tha. Fir wo din bhi aa gaya. Salary waale din Nikita salary lene gayi, to Hariram ne usko ek gold chain kamar par baandhne ke liye di.

Nikita: Sir, gold chain?

Hariram: Haa madam. Aapki chikni kamar par baandhne ke liye.

Nikita sharma kar hass padi.

Nikita: Kya sir aap bhi. Bahut chhedhte ho aap mujhe.

Hariram: Kya karu madam, itni sexy ho aap control nahi hota.
Nikita sharma gayi.

Hariram: Chalo madam aapko ye chain laga deta hu.

Nikita (sharmate hue): Sir. Main laga loongi.

Hariram: Nahi madam. Aapki is khoobsurat kamar ko main khud chain lagaunga.

Nikita sharma gayi. Waise to roz Hariram uski kamar nochta tha, par aaj to saamne se hi. Aur aaj gold ki chain aur 50,000 ki salary bhi leni thi. To Nikita sharmati hui aage badhi, aur pallu side kar diya. Ahhmm behanchod, pehli baar itne kareeb se usne Nikita madam ka mulayam gora pet aur nabhi dekhi thi.

Nikita (Tez saas lete hue): Sir ab pehna do chain.

Nikita ne dekha Hariram ki laal aankhen uska mulayam pet ghoor rahi thi. Hariram ne chain leke hath aage kare, aur agle hi second usne Nikita ki kamar pakdi. Fir seedha Nikita madam ke mulayam pet par kaat kar choos liya. Madam ko ek-dum jhatka laga.

Nikita: Ahhhh, sir ye kya ahhh?

Nikita ek-dum dard se peeche hone lagi. Lekin Hariram ke patthar jaise hatho ne uski kamar kass ke pakad li, aur Hariram aur paaglon ki tarah Nikita madam ka pet aur nabhi choosne laga.

Nikita thodi aur peeche hui, par Hariram ki taakat ke saamne wo thak gayi. Uski saanse tez chalne lagi, aur aankhen band hone lagi. Wo Hariram ko rokna chaah rahi thi, par kuch seconds baad hi uske hath ruk gaye. Uska mulayam gora pet aur nabhi Hariram chaba kar kaatne laga aur choosne laga.

Hariram: Umm sprr kach kach.

Nikita: Ahh ahh bas kijiye sir. Ruk jaiye na please.

Aaj uske bf ne uska pet aise nahi kaata tha. Nikita ki saans foolne lagi. Ab usko maza aane laga. Uska mulayam pet Hariram chaba-chaba kar khaa raha tha, aur wo siskiyan lene lagi.

Nikita: Aahhhh sir, bas aaahhh.

Itna jawan chikna pet aur nabhi Hariram ne poore 10 minute tak choose. Nikita buri tarah haanf gayi.

Hariram: Umm, makkhan jaisa pet hai meri jaan tera. Maza aa gaya tujhe khaa ke.

Nikita ko pehli baar ye ehsaas hua tha. Wo haaf rahi thi, aur Hariram ne uska pallu kheench kar gira diya. Fir table par lita diya, aur bas uske upar let kar seedha uske hontho par muh laga kar choos liya. Nikita madam ko zara bhi sochne ka time nahi mila, aur ek baar fir usne surrender kar diya. Hariram uske gulab jaise honth muh mein bhar kar kaatne laga.

Nikita ne bhi Hariram ke kaale honth choosne shuru kar diye. Poore 10 minute tak Nikita madam ke honth Hariram ne chaba kar choose. Fir dono shaant hue. Nikita sharma kar muskurane lagi. Aaj uske jism ka khaata khul gaya, aur Hariram ke harami-pann ka usko ache se pata lag gaya.

Hariram hawas bhari nazar se usko dekh raha tha. Nikita madam sharma kar muskura rahi thi. Madam ne apna pet dekha, jo poora laal pada tha.

Nikita (sharmate hue): Bade badmash ho sir aap.

Hariram: Aur aap bahut mulayam ho madam.

Nikita hass padi.

Nikita (muskurate hue): Sir ab to jaane do.

Hariram: Apna doodh nahi pilaogi madam mujhe?

Nikta ne sharma kar muh jhuka liya.

Hi friends, I am back with my second story. If you had not read my first story, which was about an Indian aunt. Please read it, you will like it.

So my name is Rahul. My age is 21. I am a skinny guy with a little fair skin tone. I have an average dick size of 5.2 inches, and I live in Mumbai.

My mother’s family member’s marriage was there in Bihar. So we had to travel to Bihar from Mumbai. But my mother and father were not able to attend the marriage due to their office work. But my mother’s family members insisted that any one member should come.

You all know that it is important to attend family functions. In India, every family thinks that if we go to other people’s functions, then only someone will come to our function. Our family functions are especially important to attend. So my mother and father decided that they would send me as my holidays were there. I also agreed with them.

So my mother informed her family members that I would come to their marriage. They said they would pick me up from Bihar railway station. My father reserved my ticket. Then, after a few days, it was time to leave Mumbai.

My father and mother dropped me off at CSMT railway station. After waiting for a few minutes, my train arrived, and I hopped on the train. I searched for my seat. I got my window seat. After placing my luggage I sat on my seat.

After a few minutes, the train started to leave the station. I said bye to my mother and father from the window. So now the train has left the station. The compartment was not crowded. My entire front and my seat were empty. So I started watching some movies. After a few stations. A man came near me and said-

Man: Is the front seat reserved?

I said: I don’t know. You can sit here. When someone comes, then you have to give the seat to him.

He said ok and went back. After a few minutes, he came back, but this time he came with a woman. When I saw her, she was looking like an average Indian woman. But her curves were making her more hot. She had a brown skin tone. She was wearing an orange kurta with black color leggings. Her bra lines were clearly visible through her kurti. Her figure was 33-29-35. I think her age was 44.

She was wearing a mangalsutra, so I understood that she was that man’s wife. Her husband placed their luggage under the seat and they both sat in front of me. His wife sat in front of me and he was beside her.

Her husband started to chat with me. He talked about how they did not get the reserve tickets, and then they had to buy a general compartment ticket. He said they were also going to Bihar to meet their son who was there in the hostel for higher studies.

Then he asked me where I was going, and we chatted for a few more minutes. Then he started to chat with his wife and I also started watching my movie.

In between the movie, I slightly started looking at his wife. They were busy talking with each other so they did not notice it. I started scanning her beauty. Her breasts were attracting my eyes. I was staring at her breasts. But suddenly her eyes caught me staring at her.

I was so lost at the moment that I did not notice that they had stopped chatting. Then I quickly gazed away and acted like I was watching a movie.

After a few minutes, I lifted my eyes and saw that she was looking at me. Our eyes met. She smiled and looked away. I was relieved that she did not catch me staring at her. I thought if she had caught me, then why would she smile while looking at me?

So, now we were making eye contact frequently. Whenever we made eye contact, she was smiling, and I was also smiling back at her. After a few hours, a passenger came and asked them to leave the seat. They started to leave, but I didn’t want them to leave.

I said: Your wife and you can sit beside me. My father has booked two tickets for me so that I can go comfortably.

After listening to this, they both were very happy and thanked me and sat beside me. His wife sat beside me. I was very happy that she was sitting beside me. As you know, everyone likes to go to the door area and stand there during their train journey. So, her husband also left and went to stand near the door.

Now his wife and I were a little comfortable with each other. She started to chat with me and we were having a decent chat.

I asked her: Would you like to watch a movie with me?

She replied: Yes.

Then she came close to me. Our thighs were touching each other. I gave her one ear earphone and I used the other. The person who came in the front seat was reading the newspaper, so he could not see us.

Then I watched the “Haseen Dilruba” movie. She was watching the movie but I was not watching it. Because our thighs were touching, my dick had become very hard. I tried to cover my dick with my one hand because my other hand was busy holding my mobile.

I saw that she was lost in watching the movie. Then I thought this was a chance to seduce her.

I asked her: My hand is hurting while holding my mobile. Can you hold it for me?

She said yes and I gave her the mobile. Now my other hand was also free. I started to move closer to her. My shoulder was touching her shoulder. I kept my right hand on my thigh just close so that my 2 fingers were on her thighs. She did not respond. She kept on watching the movie.

Now I started gently caressing her thighs with my 2 fingers which was touching her thighs. She was not responding or stopping me. With my other hand which was hiding my boner, I started caressing my dick.

After caressing her thighs for a few more minutes, I was gaining confidence. As it was the month of December, the atmosphere was cold. So I asked her –

Me: Are you feeling cold?

She replied: Yes, kind of.

I said: Why don’t we cover ourselves with a blanket? The movie will not finish quickly, we might get cold.

She thought for a while and said: Ok. Let me find my blanket from my luggage.

I said: Wait, no need for you to find your blanket in the luggage. Because, for that, you need to ask the front seat uncle to get up because your luggage is under his seat.

She said: Then, what can we do?

I said: Don’t worry. I have a long blanket which can cover both of us.

She first hesitated because she was married and how could she come under one blanket with me?

I said: Don’t worry, I am like your son (and I insisted she agree with me).

At last, after very much insisting, she agreed. Then I quickly pulled my blanket from the bag and we both covered ourselves with it. We both kept our legs on the seat and folded our legs. The blanket was big, but still, it was not covering us fully.

So I told her: Why don’t we come closer to each other? The blanket is not covering us fully.

I did not wait for her answer and came close to her. She also did not utter a word. I think she did not expect me to be this bold. Now I resumed the movie. There was no space between us. My shoulders were touching her shoulder and my legs were touching her legs.

This time, I tried to be more bold and tried to hold my mobile in such a position that my elbow was touching her thighs. She did not react. But now I could see that her focus was not on the movie. She was looking at my elbow only rather than watching a movie.

I thought this was the best time to see how far I could push my luck. So I acted like I was trying to increase the volume of the movie and brought my elbow more deep into her thighs.

When I moved my elbow closer to her, I slid it in such a way from her thighs which would have tickled her. She saw everything but did not respond. But I could see her facial expressions changed and she had also touched my foot with her foot.

Now, she was not interested in the movie. Rather, she was more interested in what move I would make next.

To be continued..

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So, friends, I hope you will support me. I will try to improve more in the future. Till that time, enjoy your life. And specially please notice that this is a fictional story.

Hi friends, so let’s continue the story from where we left off.

My elbow was on her thigh just close to her pussy and I kept it there for a few more minutes. But my hand was in pain while holding the mobile.

I asked: Will you hold the mobile because my hand is in pain?

She agreed and took the mobile. But I did not remove my elbow from that position. Instead, I just kept my whole hand resting on her thighs. I thought she would tell me to remove the hand. But she did not say a word.

I was surprised and thought that she was also liking this. So, now I had gained more confidence. Then I started squeezing her thighs slowly and gently. I squeezed her thighs for a few more minutes to confirm if she was going to resist or stop me. But she did not respond or stop me.

So, now it was confirmed that she was also liking it. Then I started sliding my hand over her thighs towards her pussy. At the moment, I was going to reach her pussy, she grabbed my hand with her other hand. I got scared. Was she going to complain or shout?

Then she turned towards me and said: What are you doing? (in a low voice)

I was scared to answer and I did not know what to say because I was in no position to escape the situation.

She again asked me: What were you doing?

I did not respond and avoided eye contact with her.

She said: Should I tell my husband what you were doing?

I got very scared and told her: Please sorry, I will not do this again.

But suddenly she moved my hand and placed it on her pussy. I was in shock about what was going on. Then I looked toward her. She was giving a naughty smile.

She came close to my ears and said in a seductive voice: Is this what you wanted? Do you want to touch me and feel me? I noticed from the beginning when I met you. You were staring at me and checking me out, and also, in between, you were staring at my breast. I will not tell my husband if you do what I say.

I just nodded my head.

Then she said: You wanted to touch my pussy, so now let’s see how you are going to take care of it.

After saying this, she moved her head back removed the grip from my hand, and continued to watch the movie. I was still confused if she really wanted this. But I did not have any choice. So as my hand was on her pussy over her leggings. Then I started caressing her pussy over her leggings. I could feel her panty.

I caressed her pussy for a while. But she turned her head towards me and said: So you are only capable of this? I am very disappointed.

Now this hurt my ego. I immediately grabbed her pussy tightly. She jerked and moaned aah. Due to her voice, the front seat uncle put the newspaper aside, which he was reading.

He then asked: Is everything alright? I heard a sound from you.

She replied: Yes, everything is alright. My back was hurting that’s why I screamed a little bit.

Now that uncle started asking a few more questions from her. I did not stop and slid my hand over her leggings towards her inner thighs. Then I started squeezing it and tickling it. She was not letting her expression change because if she changed her expression that uncle would catch us.

I played with her inner thighs for a few more minutes. Till that time, their conversation was going to end. But intentionally, I joined the conversation to stretch it so that I could tease her more. I asked the uncle a few more questions. In the meantime, I slid my hand under her leggings and panty.

Now I was touching her pussy raw. She was having a bush of hair over her pussy. I got more excited because my dick was rock-hard.

I started roughly rolling my fingers through her pussy hair, and in between, I gently tried to pull her pussy hair. She was in very discomfort. I kept on talking with the uncle and brought my fingers close to her pussy opening.

It was a little wet. I started stimulating her pussy and rubbing it gently. In between talking with uncle, I tried to see her reaction. She was controlling her reaction hard. She was biting her upper lips. The uncle and I talked for a few more minutes and then he resumed his newspaper reading.

He started reading the newspaper. Then she turned towards me and said in a low voice:

She: What were you doing? He would have caught us!

I replied: I know it was dangerous, but it made this whole situation more exciting and you also enjoyed it.

She said: I did not enjoy it.

I said: But you are wet and you were biting your lips. Should I continue or do you want me to stop?

She did not respond. But I know she wanted more. So I started rubbing her pussy again. She just kept the mobile aside and closed her eyes. I stimulated her pussy for a while and then inserted my two fingers into her pussy. It was not fully in because we had limited space. I started fingering her with a half-inserted finger.

I was fingering her gently. She was not moaning, but I could see on her face that she was enjoying it. But only she was enjoying it. I also wanted to feel pleasure. So with my other hand, I grabbed her hand and brought it near my dick, and placed it on my dick. She started to caress my dick over my trousers. Now I was also enjoying the situation.

I wanted to press her boobs, but it was not possible as the blanket was only covering our lower bodies. She put her hand inside my trousers and underwear. Now, she was stroking my dick with her bare hand. Ooh, God, what a feeling it was.

Her hand was cold, so it was like a hot rod was stroked by a hand that was cold like ice. She was stroking my dick with a slow rhythm. In between, she squeezed my dick head. She also tried to reach my balls, but she was unsuccessful because of limited space.

Now I was fingering her and she was also stroking my dick. I started to increase the speed. She also started stroking my dick fast. We both were feeling ultimate pleasure. Her eyes were closed, but her expressions were clearly visible.

We both were on the edge of reaching an orgasm. But suddenly, her husband called her name. We both were so lost that we did not notice that her husband was standing beside her.

I was shocked, and thought this was the end of my life. I was so terrified that I did not know what to do. My hand was still inside her leggings and her hand was also still inside my trousers. We did not have time to remove it. Now, my erection was also lost.

Her husband asked: Why are you in a blanket with him?

She replied: Due to the cold atmosphere, I was feeling cold, and our blanket was inside our bag, which is under the seat of the front seat man. So, he asked me why not he and I shared the blanket because his bag was very close.

Her husband immediately thanked me for helping her wife.

I replied: It’s ok.

He then came and sat beside her. I was relaxed that he did not catch us; otherwise, I was in no spot to explain myself. I slowly removed my hand from her leggings and she also slowly removed her hand from my trousers. I removed the blanket from me and shifted to her.

She asked me with a naughty smile: Where are you running from me?

I thought in my mind why she was talking like this. Her husband was just beside her and what would he think about us?

I replied: I am not running from you. I was feeling hot inside the blanket.

She said: Oh, you are hot (and gave a naughty smile).

I just turned my face away from her and started watching out of the window. I did not know when I went to sleep while looking outside the window. Someone just shook me and told me to wake up. It was time to have dinner.

When I opened my eyes, I saw pitch black outside the window. I turned my head. There I saw she was telling me to go to the washroom and get fresh. The dinner had arrived. As you know, on the train you get dinner by the train staff.

I stood up and went towards the washroom. While I was washing my face, someone tapped my back. When I turned, I saw she was standing behind me and giving me a smile.

To be continued…

So, friends, I hope you liked it. I will try to improve more in the next part. Till that time, enjoy your life.

Note This is a fictional story. All this is imagination.

Aapne pichle part mein padha ki meri saali Rani ke sath mera sex sambandh ban gaya. Fir main case ke silsile se advocate Gunjan ke paas gaya. Usne hi mujhe kaha ki bank mein pata karu. To wahan mujhe Ridhi ne ek fake account mein transaction karne ko kaha, aur wo mere kareeb aati chali gayi. Usse pata chala ki sasur ji ki ek doosri biwi bhi thi. Ab aage –

Ridhi apne mann mein sochi ki Harsh ke sasur Kailash ji se badla lene ka ye aur bhi acha mauka tha. Aur fir Ridhi mujhe sasur ji ki biwi ka address batane lagti hai.

Wo bolti hai: Tum agar sach mein hi apne sasur Kailash ki biwi aur uski betiyon ko chodna chaahte ho. To main bata rahi hu address. Wo address tha PGD Road 3 no colony 453 house number.

Main ek baar fir Ridhi ke upar aa gaya, aur usko lip kiss karne laga. Main uske boobs ko buri tarah se nichodhne laga.

Ridhi: Aahh, dard ho raha hai aahhh. I love you Harsh. Aisa pyar to koi bhi nahi kiya mujhe. Aaahhh mera fir mann karne laga hai Harsh.

Main: Mera to hua hi nahi tha, aur ab tum doggy position mein aa jao. Main tumhe doggy bana kar chodunga.

Ridhi: Haa Harsh, ek baar peeche se doggy bana ke daal do mere andar.

Main: Wow! Tumhare chutad to kaafi gol hai.

Ridhi: Ohh come on. ab jaldi karo!

Maine kamar pakad kar ek dhakka laga diya chut mein, aur lund fach ki awaaz ke sath andar chala gaya.

Ridhi: Aaahhhh meri chut khich gayi hai. Ek baar baahar karo apna lund, aur fir se andar daalna.

Main: Aahhhh, Ridhi rehne do, maza aa raha hai. Tumhari chut mere lund ko chaaku ke jaise kaat rahi hai, aur ek alag hi sukoon de rahi hai.

Ridhi: Aaahhh aahhhh hilao. Fir chut ke andar hi aur zor se hilao.

Main zor-zor se Ridhi ko chodne laga, aur uske chutad se meri jaangh takrane se thap-thap ki awaaz aane lagi, jo hamare pyar bhari sex ki nishani thi.

Ridhi: Main jhad rahi hu Harsh. Main fir se jhad rahi hu.

Main Ridhi ko tez-tez chodne laga, aur uske chutad par thappad bhi maarne laga. Fir maine usko apni godi mein utha liya, aur usne apne dono hatho se mujhe pakad liya. Main Ridhi ko godi mein lekar chodne laga, aur uska face ab meri taraf tha aur maine poocha-

Main: Meri jaan chudai kaisi lag rahi hai?

Ridhi: Bahut maza de rahe ho tum. Kaash tum mere husband hote.

Main: Main bhi tumse shaadi karna chaahta hu. Bas sasur ji ne jo paise chori kiye hai, wo ek baar mere hath aa jaye, to main uski beti se divorce lekar tumse hi shaadi kar loonga.

Ridhi: Sach? Agar aisa hai to main bata du ki chori to tumhare sasur ji ne hi ki hai. Aur bank ka paisa bhi unke hi paas hai. Par pata nahi kis roop mein, cash ya fir koi account mein hai. Aur ye tumhe pata lagana hai.

Main Ridhi ko aur zor-zor chodne laga, aur fir poocha: Main kaise pata karu ki kiske naam par hai account aur paisa?

Ridhi: Tumhe tumhare sasur ji ki doosri biwi hi bata sakti hai. Shayad unko hi pata ho. Kyunki wo ab bhi masti se life ka guzara kar rahi hai.

Main fir Ridhi ko chodte hue lip kiss karne laga, aur hum dono ek sath hi jhadne lage. Fir saara maal uski chut mein hi daal diya, aur kuch chut se baahar tapakne laga.

Main poori raat Ridhi ki baahon mein sota raha, aur uske bade boobs ka maza leta raha. Main jaise hi room se baahar aaya, aur wahan se jaane laga, Ridhi ki naukrani mujhe boli ki Ridhi ek chaalu aurat thi aur uske chakkar mein naa girne ki salaah di.

Ridhi ki naukrani ko main ek side mein le gaya, aur usse poochne laga: Kya baat hai?

To wo boli: Mujhe kya milega agar main sach bataungi to?

Maine usko kaha: Tujhe jo chahiye wo milega.

Ridhi ki naukrani Suman mujhe ek address di, aur milne ko kaha. Fir main wahan se chala gaya. Main fir guest house gaya aur wahan fir Tripti ko apni baahon mein lekar pyar karne laga. Maine dekha ki sasu mom hum dono ko darwaze ke peeche se dekh rahi thi.

Main Tripti ke chutad ke andar ungli daal kar baahar karta, aur apne muh mein lekar choos leta. Meri sasu mom fir ye dekh kar wahan se chali gayi. Meri nazar ab Pummy meri ek aur saali par thi. Aur usko patane ke liye main usko ab Rani se bhi zyada paisa dene laga. Main usko dresses laa kar dene laga, sath hi makeup ki cream bhi. Par Pummy sirf baat hi kar rahi thi, aur kuch bhi zyada ho nahi paa raha tha.

Main fir Ridhi ki naukrani ke bataye address par chala gaya, aur wahan wo naukrani mujhe mili. Usne mujse paise maange, aur fir mujhe kaha-

Naukrani: Ridhi aur aapke sasur ji dono ne mil kar paise gayab kiye hai. Par wo paise ab Ridhi ke paas nahi hai. Aap apne sasur ji se hi sahi se poocho ki paisa kahan hai?

Main fir doosre din sasur ji se milane jail gaya, aur jail walo ne kaha ki ek din mein ek hi log mil sakta hai. Iska matlab tha ki koi aur bhi milne aaya tha. Fir doosre din main milne gaya to pata chala ki sasur ji se milne Pummy aayi thi, aur wo sasur ji ko sahi maanti thi. Sasur ji se baat ki par unse kuch bhi pata nahi chala.

Ab maine fir Pummy se baat karne ki koshish ki, aur usse poocha ki kya wo sasur ji se milne gayi thi?

Pummy: Aapko kisne kaha? Aap ko kaise pata chala? Aur jab aap ko pata chal gaya hai, to please kisi ko bhi ye baat mat batana, aur mummy ko to bilkul bhi nahi.

Maine kaha: Main khud bhi jata hu milne. Aakhir mere sasur ji hai wo. Aur main tumhari mummy se kuch nahi kahunga, par mujhe pata karna hai is baare mein kyunki unko jail se baahar karna hai.

Pummy: Main aaj bahut akeli ho chuki hu. Aur papa ke liye kuch bhi nahi kar paa rahi hu.

Ye bol kar wo wahan chair par baith kar rone lagi.

Main: Tum akeli nahi ho. Main hu tumhare sath.

Aur main uske aage ghutno par baith gaya, aur Pummy ke aansu ponchne laga. Main Pummy ki godi mein apna sar rakh kar usse baat karne laga, aur bola-

Main: Mujhe tumhari madad ki zaroorat hai, aur hum sath mil kar hi sab kuch ka pata laga sakte hai. Maine bank ki ladki aur advocate se bhi baat karke bahut kuch ka pata lagaya hai.

Main Pummy ka hath apne hath mein lekar dabane laga. Pummy ke hath bahut komal the, aur mujhe to bas uski jism ki gandh pagal bana rahi thi. Mann to kar raha tha ki usko abhi pakad lu, aur apne neeche lekar masal du.

Pummy: Jiju main ab late ho rahi hu. Mujhe job par jana hai.

Main: Tum job karti ho? Kahan par? Kab se?

Pummy: Wo main nahi bata sakti. Ab main jaa rahi hu. Raat ko aapse baat karungi.

Maine Pummy ka peecha kiya, aur fir dekha ki wo ek night club ke andar chali gayi. Fir main jab andar gaya to dekha ki wo drink dene ka kaam aur dance karti thi club mein.

Main wahan se baahar aa gaya, aur usko kuch nahi kaha. Par 4 din baad main us club mein Pummy se pehle hi pahunch gaya. Fir jab wo aayi aur hamne ek-doosre ko dekha, to wo shocked thi.

Main wahan se drink karke chala gaya aur fir doosre din Pummy ne mujhe apne room mein bulaya aur boli ki mummy ko na kahu ki night club mein job kar rahi thi wo. Maine Pummy ka hath pakad kar usko apni baahon mein le liya. Fir uski kamar par hath laga kar usko bola-

Main: Tum meri pyari saali ho, aur tumhe main bahut pyar karta hu. Tumhari koi bhi baat main tumhari mummy ko nahi kahunga.

Pummy bhi ab mujhe zor se hug karke bolne lagi: Aap bahut ache ho. Aur ab main akeli bhi nahi hu. Aap ho mere paas.

Maine uske chehre ko pakad kar uske gaal par kiss kar diya, aur wo sharma kar reh jati hai.

Main: Pummy main tumse ek baat bolu?

Pummy: Haa aap bolo, ab hum dost hai.

Main: Jab tumhari didi ko pehli baar dekhne aaya tha, tab maine tumhe bhi dekha tha. Main bas ye hi soch raha tha ki tum hi ho badi wali, jisse main shaadi karne wala tha. Mujhe ek hi nazar mein tum pasand aa gayi thi.

Pummy: Aapne mujhe pehle kyun nahi bataya?

Main: Main ab kya hi bolta, aur Tripti ne mujhe pasand bhi kar liya tha. Nahi to aaj tum hi meri biwi hoti. Aur dekho Pummy hum ek jaisa sochte bhi hai.

Pummy: Main kaafi prabhavit hui ye dekh kar ki aap doosre ladkon jaise nahi ho. Aur aap hamare baare mein itna acha sochte ho. Aapko papa ki itni tension hai.

Pummy apne mann mein sochi ki kaash Harsh se shaadi hoti uski. Usne mere chehra ko pakad kar apni aur kar liya, aur boli-

Pummy: Aap bahut ache ho.

Aur ek chhota se lip kiss kar di mujhe muaahhhhh. Pummy jaise hi mujhe lip kiss ki, maine uski skirt ko upar karke apna hath uski panty ke andar daal diya. Fir usko lip kiss karne laga muaaaaaaahhhh muaahhhhhh muaahh.

Pummy: Harsh jiju ye kya kar rahe ho?

Main: Tumhe kya lagta hai? Main kya karne ki koshish kar raha hu?

Aur main uske top ke upar se hi kiss karte hue boobs ko dabane laga.

Pummy: Mujhe lagta hai ki aap mera faida uthane ki koshish kar rahe ho.

Main: Hmmm. Tum bilkul theek samjhi. Main meri Pummy ko pyar karna chaahta hu (Aur hum fir se ek-doosre ko lip kiss karne lage).

Pummy: Muaaaahhh. Ye sab bahut acha lag raha hai. Aap bhi apni shirt utaar do.

Usne mera shirt utaar diya, aur mere seene mein ghunghrale baal dekh kar hath ferne lagi. Maine ab Pummy ki top ke sath uski bra bhi utaar di. Fir uske boobs ko muh mein lekar choosne lag, aur fir uski skirt ko bhi khol diya.

Pummy: Hey bhagwan. Maine to socha bhi nahi tha ki aap is tarah meri skirt kheench kar nikaal doge.

Main: Ab bharosa karo us par jo ho raha hai.

Aur main Pummy ki chut par kiss karne laga.

Pummy: Please! Zara aaram se karna. Mera ye pehli baar hai.

Main: Kya? Kya tum sach mein kuwari ho? Maine tumhe pehli baar dekha tha tab se hi tumse pyar karta hu. Main bahut aaram se sab kuch karunga Pummy.

Maine Pummy ko bed par litaya aur uske pair ko khol kar chut mein jeebh laga kar choosne laga.

Pummy: Aaahhhh, main madhosh ho rahi hu. Oh jiju mujhe ye sab acha lag raha hai.

Main Pummy ki chut ko poora muh mein lekar choosne laga. Slurp-slurp ki awaaz aane lagi.

Pummy: Oh my god! Kitna acha lag raha hai. Please rukna mat. Aur main Pummy ki chut mein apni jeebh gol-gol ghumane laga. Wo ye sab pehli baar kaafi zyada enjoy kar rahi thi.

Main jaise-jaise usko chut ko choos raha tha, choosne ki awaaz aa rahi thi, jaise hum coffee peete hai aur awaaz aati hai.

Pummy: Harsh mujhe lagta hai main jhad rahi hu. Oh god! Oh god. Ohhhh. Main jhadne wali hu.

Pummy ne mere sar ko apni chut mein daba diya, aur main zor-zor se chut choos raha tha.

Pummy: Ahhh aisa mann kar raha hai ki tumhe chut ke andar hi ghusa lu. Oh I am cumming! Mera jism akadne laga hai, aur meri chut paani chhodhne lagi hai.

Aur fir chut se nikle paani ko apne muh mein lekar, chaat kar pee gaya.

Main: Wow jaan! Maza aa gaya tumhari chut ka paani pee kar. Ab tum bhi mujhe pyar karo jaan.

Pummy ne meri pant ka hook khol kar pant neeche gira di. Fir mere underwear ko bhi khol kar maine neeche sarka diya.

Pummy: Oh my god! mujhe nahi pata tha ki aapka lund itna bada hai.

Main: Sach! Iska size to aur badh raha hai.

Pummy: Itna bada hai ye. Itna bada lund lekar aakhir aap ghoomte kaise ho?

Main: Mere lund ko tum apne muh mein lo, aur chooso meri jaan.

Pummy: Mujhe nahi pata. mujhe nahi lagta ki ye itna bada lund mere chhote se muh mein kaise jayega.

Fir Pummy lund ke paas jaa kar lund ko ache se dekhne lagi, aur fir usko pakad kar dekhne lagi.

Pummy: Ye itna soft hai, aur aapke lund ki gotiyan mast lag rahi hai. Lund mein se ek gandh aa rahi hai, par wo gandh peshaab ki nahi hai, kuch aur hi nasheeli si gandh hai.

Main: Ek baar muh mein lo jaan, try to karo! Bas lund ko ek baar apne muh mein rakho jaan.

Pummy: Mujhe nahi lagta ki main le paungi isko muh mein.

Fir bhi wo lund ko apne muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Main: Haa aise hi chooso, socho ki tum ice-cream choos rahi ho, aur mere lund ko aaram se choosti raho. Aahhhh haaa maza aa raha hai.

Pummy: Slurp! Slurp! Slurp! Waise ye bura bhi nahi hai. Mujhe aapke lund ka swaad pasand aa raha hai.

Main fir apna lund ko zor-zor se uske muh ke andar-baahar karne laga, aur uske muh ko chodne laga.

Pummy: Main saans nahi le paa rahi hu. Oh mujhe ab rukna hoga.

Main: Ohh pummy apne daant se bacha kar karo.

Pummy: Sorry, main dhyan rakhungi aage se. Ab mera muh dukhne laga hai, aur nahi karungi main.

Main: Ab tum let jao.

Aur Pummy apna pairon ko faila kar let gayi. Fir main uske upar aa kar apna lund uski chut mein ghisne laga. Main jaise hi chut mein apna lund ragadne laga, aur uske muh se ohhh aaahhhhhh uffffffff yeessss nikalne laga. Usko bahut maza aa raha tha.

Pummy: Meri chut ke daane mein lund ki ragad mujhe satisfaction dila rahi hai.

Main: Ab main tumhe chodne wala hu Pummy. Main lund andar daal raha hu aahhh.

Pummy: Haa daal do, main tablet khaa loongi. Condom ki koi zaroorat nahi hai. Aise hi daal do meri chut mein. Main chudne ke liye taiyaar hu jiju.

To be continued…

Aage aur maza le new characters ke sath. Aur aane waale parts mein aap logon ko group, lesbian sex ka bhi aanand lene ko milega. Sath hi sochte rahe ki paise ka asli chor kon hai.

Continuation of the story where, after fucking Prachi and getting her high on sex and beer, I asked her about her previous fuck buddies, and she finally was in the mood to tell me while lying braised in that sexy lingerie and caressing my dick.

Then she started to tell me her story about the first fuck where she lost her virginity. When she was still 18-19 years old and was a sexy bombshell, she was in college and was the talk of her society with her sisters. She said there was a family from UP who were staying there, and the son, Ranjit, who was around 25 at that time, was too much interested in her.

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Now, in her own words:

While in college, I was still big with boobs and body. The entire society guys used to call me SS (Shilpa Shirodkar), and Ranjit was also one of those. Somehow, I got attracted to him as he was a bit of a hunk type. Slowly, we started talking and meeting in the garden. This developed a bit of a closeness as he used to treat me very well. This went on for a few days, and our closeness increased to touching each other, and eventually, one evening, when it was dark and the garden was secluded, he kissed me. I also liked the feeling of being kissed, but we stopped as someone might see us.

A few days later, I was alone in my house as my parents and sisters had gone for grocery shopping. My flat was on the ground floor, next to the stairs leading up the building. Ranjit’s family had two flats on rent, one in my wing, which was used for sleeping, and the other in the next wing. He was on his way up, and I saw him from the kitchen window and just stood at the door. He casually asked, “Koi nahi hai kya?” I said, “Nahi,” and he just pushed me and came inside.

He slid the door, but I told him my family had gone to the grocery store. So, he didn’t lock the door; instead, he just pulled me, planted a deep kiss, and started to caress my boobs over my dress. After a couple of minutes, he held my hands over his dick and asked me to press it while he moved one hand over my pussy, caressing it. I loved the feeling and wanted more, but was afraid as my family may come anytime, so we stopped, and he went away.

A couple of weeks later, his entire family was away, which was a bit strange, as I felt he should have told me where they were going. Anyways, a week passed by, and the family came back after a week, but to my surprise, we came to know that the family had gone to their hometown for Ranjit’s marriage. I saw him, and was aghast, but couldn’t do anything as he was already married now. We all went to his house for greetings.

That’s when I came to know that the marriage was planned long ago, and since they did not have enough holidays, and the muhurt was auspicious, hence they got the marriage done in a hurry. In fact, they didn’t even have their first night done as they left for Mumbai on the same day of the marriage, so today was supposed to be his first night. I got angry and left, came back to my home.

In the night, I saw his wife going up to their room, which was just for him and his newlywed wife for a few days, and later, he also went up. All thoughts were going through my head as to how he will enjoy sex with his wife, and just a couple of weeks back, he was kissing me and caressing my pussy. With these thoughts and anger, while sleeping, I was actually aroused and started caressing my own pussy.

I used to sleep alone in the hall as I used to watch TV till late. My mom, dad used to sleep in one bedroom, and sisters in another, so it was fine. Anyways, the next day, again, I saw him in the evening. He was waiting for me, as usual, near the garden, as we used to meet there before. He gestured me to come there, but I ignored and went home.

Late evening, around 9, I was just closing the windows as everyone was getting ready to sleep. I saw his wife go upstairs, and again, the thought of them having sex crossed my mind. I went to the door and casually greeted his wife while she was going up. I could see Ranjit following her. While I was about to close the door, he ran up to me, while his wife climbed the stairs, and we were not visible to her. He just whispered that he would come around 1 am and to open the door. I was taken aback by his statement. He just walked away, and I closed the door. Still in anger, I said to myself, I won’t open the door, as there is nothing to talk about.

While watching TV, again, my thoughts veered to imagine they having sex, and my hands ran down to my pussy, and I started to finger myself. I was getting aroused, but still tried to control myself. This kept on happening. I decided to sleep, but couldn’t get sleep as I was literally getting aroused a lot. During this, it was around 12:45 in the night. I decided I will not open the door at all. I can get any other guy. There is no need to talk to this person. But around 5 minutes to 1, I automatically walked, kept the door open, and came back to lie down on the sofa.

Around 10 minutes later, I could sense the door open, and my heart started beating fast in anticipation. I was angry and aroused at the same time. I was wearing a nighty with no bra inside, as was my daily routine, but I was wearing panties. I got up, and saw Ranjit had sneaked inside and had closed the door. He was wearing a lungi and a vest. I was surprised at his bold move.

In a whispering tone, I asked him, “Kya kaam hai? Teri shadi ho gayi ab kuch bacha nahi.” He didn’t say anything, went inside, and checked both the bedrooms were locked from inside. He came to me, without saying anything, just caressed my hair and face, and made me sit down on the sofa. Ohhhh, I wanted that touch, but was still angry. He came closer to me, pulling my face, and planted a deep kiss. I wanted to push him away, and should, but somewhere deep, I wanted him to continue this.

I could not resist at all. He started kissing me a lot and pressing my boobs with one hand and caressing my pussy with the other. I started getting wet now, and in the end, I gave up, and my hands moved on his head, pulling him deep to return his kisses. It was a deep, wet smooch, which kept going on and on. He was running his fingers, and his hands were doing their work of pressing and caressing.

He then started to move my nighty up to caress my thighs, which was making me go more mad, as I wanted that touch, and wanted him to move up and feel my naked body. He then got in a rush and pulled up my nighty right up to my neck, he wanted to remove it completely, but I denied, as there was a fear of someone coming in. Though my family was deep sleepers, but still. He understood and decided to keep the nighty rolled up to my neck, I pulled up my body to allow him to move the nighty.

He then started to caress my boobs and pressing them. Ohhhh, the feeling was so sexy, I wanted him to keep pressing and eat it. He did that itself, with one hand he was pressing one boob, and took the other in his mouth, and started to suck my nipple, which had become very hard now. He slid his other hand inside my panties to feel my shaved pussy and started to finger it and enter it. It was sloppy and wet now.

He then moved his lungi to reveal his dick, which was a good size, and my hands automatically touched it, and started to caress it. He wanted me to suck his dick, but I denied, as I was afraid of anyone coming. He was also impatient, and he removed his lungi and spread it below my ass. I didn’t understand why, but he did that, and positioned himself on top of me, and removed my panties. He used a bit of saliva and kept his dick on my pussy and started rubbing it a bit. I was now very horny and wanted him to do something. I told him the same, and asked him to do it fast.

He then gave me a smooch, and entered his shaft in my pussy with a big jerk. He was ruthless while doing so, I wanted to shout, as I felt a huge pain, as if someone had put a big hot iron in there, it was paining and burning. I was crying now, as the pain was unbearable. He purposely had kissed me, so that I don’t shout, and he didn’t let me go at all. He started with his to and fro motions, and started to fuck me. I was still searing with pain, but he didn’t let go of me. I wanted to push him away, but his hold on me was strong, and just kept doing what he wanted.

After a while, the pain subsided, and I was again starting to get wet now, his movements were feeling great, and I was starting to enjoy his actions. He realized and let go of my mouth and moved down to suck my boobs while fucking me. I was now starting to enjoy this, and was pulling him over me, so that he could go deep. There was nothing else, it felt like pure lust from both of us, where all we wanted was to keep fucking. I lost my virginity, and could feel blood oozing out of my pussy, which was now on the lungi he had kept down. I wanted this to go on and on, and was caressing his back, pulling up his vest.

This went on for some more time, and he increased his pace. I couldn’t understand what’s happening, but then all of a sudden, he pulled out his dick, and sprayed his cum over my belly. Once done, he laid on me for some time, then just got up, and wore his lungi, and left. I was lying there motionless, trying to understand what just happened. My pussy was sore, but I liked the feeling of getting fucked for the first time.

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Post telling me all this, she started sucking my cock and lubricating it. I just laid back, enjoying the suck. She then moved up, licking my tummy, moving up to my nipples, and then giving me a good smooch. In the meanwhile, she sat on me, and removed my shirt, and vest, making me fully naked. Now it was her turn. I started to remove the sexy lingerie that she was wearing, and in about a minute, she was completely nude now. I just started caressing her, and our bodies were entwined with each other, feeling the nakedness was amazing.

We still had a couple of hours, and I wanted to utilize it to the fullest. I started to kiss her, and pull her up, then moved to suck her boobs, and moved my hands down to finger her pussy, she again started to moan a lot, “Aaaaahhhhh… Keep doing it… Aaaaahhhhh… Ooooohhhhhhhh… I am loving it…” Now I stood up, and made her bend in front of the dressing table, with a huge mirror next to her bed. I started to caress her back, and ass, and started to spank it. She let out a sigh, “Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh… Hit me…” I spanked her again. I spread her legs, and entered my dick inside her pussy, and started pumping her in that standing doggy style.

It was an amazing sight, in the mirror, not only could I see her horny expressions, but also her huge boobs hanging, and dangling with my thrusts. She was getting too aroused, and her face said it all, that she was enjoying a lot. I continued with my pumping, and her boobs were swaying up and down with each pump. I increased my pace, and now her boobs were slapping against each other, making a sexy sound.

I again spanked her ass, while fucking her, and she let out a moan, “Aaaaahhhhhhh…” But now she turned wild with this spank, and said, “Baby, hit me…” I again spanked her, and she was like, “Hit me more…” I kept on spanking her ass, till it turned red, and then moved my focus to her boobs, slapping them, while fucking her. I realized that she maybe into some rough sex as well.

I then pulled her up, holding her hands, while still fucking her. I tried to kiss her, while still pumping from behind. Now the mirror showed a sexy bitch getting fucked, and her boobs were jumping haywire with every thrust, that was a sight to watch for. I kept on doing this for some time, when again I could sense her body arching. She was about to cum. I increased my pace, left her hands, and she held the dressing table for support, and started to finger her clitoris, while fucking her, and she was now moaning on top of her voice, “She announced in no time that she is about to cum… I am Cumming… I am Cumming baby… Aaaahhhhhhhhhhh…..”

And she just squirted out her juices. She couldn’t believe what’s happening, and she tried to get away from me, thinking she peed, but it was her cum, which she just squirted out. The floor was all wet, and she was spent. But I wasn’t done with her yet. I pulled her hair, and made her lie down on the bed, and mounted her in the missionary position, entering her again.

This was again amazing, as I could see her boobs jumping up and down with my thrusts. That was a sight, she held her legs high in the air, allowing me more passage to pound her pussy. And the way her almost 38+ boobs were jiggling up and down was amazing. I got hold of her legs to allow me easy passage to push deep in her. Now she was so horny that she started caressing her own boobs, and in a whole, she took each boob and started sucking it.

It was an amazing horny sight, as that bitch was in so much heat, sucking her own boobs, one by one. This continued for a few more minutes, but she was getting too tired now. She in the end pushed me away, asking to wait for just some time, as she is tired and needs to have something to drink. Our beers were done, and just a bottle was left in the fridge. She stood up, and walked to the kitchen to get the beer.

A naughty thought crossed my mind, and I tiptoed behind her to the kitchen. She opened the fridge, and took out the beer. I was behind her, and just grabbed her, rubbing my dick on her ass. And I pushed her to the kitchen top. She was feeling cold against the slab, but I was smooching her, and caressing her a lot, pressing her boobs, sucking those in between. We both turned wild with lust.

I lifted her a bit, to make her rest on the kitchen top, and then entered her yet again. This position was best for me, as I could pound her pussy, caress her ass, and back, and also press, suck her boobs. I started to again push my dick in and out, and she was also enjoying this position. She was moaning now, “Aaaaaahhhhhhh… Uuuuuuhhhhhhhh… Haardeer… Moreeeee… Deeeperr…”

I was able to go deep in her pussy, and she was able to feel it. She was actually scratching my back, and pulling me deep against. The sound of my dick, and balls slapping her pussy was making a “fuch fuch fuch” sound, due to her wet juices. Now she arched her back, behind, and her boobs popped up, and down with each to and fro motion, giving me access to suck her boobs. This went on for a few more minutes.

She suddenly realized that we were not keeping a track of the time at all. Her maid had told her that she was out for some work, and will reach her home, have dinner, and finish her house work, and then be back. She just wanted to be sure that her maid is not yet at her home. Her maid used to live at a small room, just near the gate of her building, which was visible from her balcony.

She asked me to wait for a moment, and she went to the bedroom to call her maid. But her maid’s phone was out of coverage area. This made her a bit worried. So she decided to just check on her maid’s house, if she was there. Her maid was supposed to be alone, as her family was also out to their native. So checking the house, if the lights are on, would make sure if someone has come.

Her house was on the 2nd floor, and there were no other buildings around, so no one would be able to see what’s happening in the balcony, unless the person in the balcony is leaning out. So she just picked up the bedsheet, wrapped it around, and opened the balcony door to have a look below. She couldn’t see any lights on at the maid’s house.

But she was a bit worried, and so she called up the maid, and luckily she answered the call, and informed that it will take her another hour to reach home, and an hour more post that to complete her work, and come to sleep. Prachi advised her to take her time, as she would be taking a nap, and asked the maid to call her once she reaches home. So now we had a couple of hours more at least.

I too just wrapped a towel, and went to have a look at her balcony, it was quite a big balcony, and if standing at the balcony door, no one would be able to see up, due to the height, and no other buildings being around. This made my mind think of a fantasy. I asked her to join me, as I was also feeling like having a smoke, and we also had the last beer to finish. So she walked up to me, in the bedsheet, and the beer in hand. Since we had time, she was fine with having a smoke, as the smell would disappear before the maid comes. I was standing at the door, and was holding her, while she was sipping the beer.

I lit a cigarette and started puffing, she wanted to have a few drags. I passed one to her. The scene was, she had just draped the bedsheet without tucking it, and in one hand had the beer, and now the fag in the other, and the bedsheet just gave way, and she stood nude in the balcony door. I was still draped in the towel.

Now I moved her in front of me, while she was smoking and drinking, and from behind, I started to press her boobs, and also rub my dick over her ass. I was taking a smoke drag from her hands itself, and was also taking a sip of the beer, sometimes from the bottle, sometimes from her mouth. I even made her transfer the fag smoke from her mouth to mine. And slowly moved to start caressing and fingering her.

She said she was exhausted, but still wanted to have more and more sex, till she can’t take it anymore. I moved down in front of her, and took her one leg on my shoulder, and started to finger and suck her pussy. Now she was again high, and was moaning a lot, “Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh. Uuuuuummmmmmmmmhhhhhhh, oooooooooohhhhhhhhh… Mmmmmooooooorrrreeeee…” I got up, and again moved behind her, removing the towel, and again made her bend down. Took the beer bottle, emptied it, and made her drink some. This was a sexy position, half of her body was dangling outside the door, in the balcony, with her ass inside.

She caught hold of the door with one hand for support, and I entered her again from behind. Woooowww… Now this was a fantasy, where I was almost fucking her in the open, in her own house, in her own balcony. Her boobs swaying left, right, up, and down, and her ass jiggling. This was awesome, fucking her, while she had a smoke in her hand. In between, I was pulling her up, to take a drag from the cigarette.

She also had the guts to moan over the top of her voice, “Aaaaahhhhhhh, uuuummmmmmmm… Fuck me… Fuck me more….. Make me cum….” That was amazing, I couldn’t hold on for long, after so many fucks, and finally was about to cum. I told her, “I am cumming baby…” And she said she wants to taste it. I removed my dick, and she knelt down in the balcony, pulled me out, and started to suck my shaft, and move it fast to and fro. Finally, after a couple of minutes, I came, and she gulped the entire cum, licking the leftover.

Post this, we were both spent and just lied down on the bed for some time, before I got ready. She was still naked, as she wanted to take a shower. So before leaving, I pulled her, kissed her passionately, while pressing her boobs, and ass, and then bid her goodbye.

You know, people say college is the time when you meet your friends for life. I never really believed in that shit until I met Ayaan. He was just another guy in the admission queue when I first saw him, looking as lost as I was, trying to figure out which counter to go to.

We both ended up asking the same senior about our classrooms at the same time, and that’s how we started talking. One conversation led to another, and before we knew it, we were roommates, then best friends, and soon, the only people who knew each other’s deepest, darkest, and even dirtiest secrets.

Hi guys, I am Vikram from Gurugram, attending bachelors in tech. And my amazing friend, Ayan. Something unusual, unconventional but exciting stuff in this narration.

Ayaan and I became friends almost instantly. We had both joined the college a bit early because of our hostel and PG accommodations. The first few days were spent getting familiar with the campus, figuring out where the best chai stalls were, and, of course, checking out the girls. We clicked because we had the same mindset, chilled-out, open-minded, and a little too obsessed with talking about love, attraction, and our fetishes like it was just another topic of discussion.

Since day one, we had this unfiltered friendship where nothing was off-limits. From our first crushes to our wildest fantasies, we shared everything. Ayaan had a thing for girls who wore anklets; the sound apparently turned him on. I, on the other hand, had a full-blown weakness for buttocks. The idea of running my hand and spanking butt, Absolute bliss.

Then we got new girl, Mehak. She got admitted a little late, which is probably why we noticed her even more, new faces always create a buzz. But Mehak? She didn’t just enter our batch; she arrived. That first time we saw her in the canteen, it felt like someone had hit pause on everything else.

Tall, dusky, with waist-length black hair that swung like a dream with every step she took. The way she walked, so casually confident, as if the world existed just to watch her. And that black kurti she wore? It clung to her in all the right places, making it very, very hard to focus on anything else.

“Bhai… look at her,” Ayaan said to me.

His eyes had already darkened with interest.

“Already looking, bro. Already looking.” I replied back.

We both stared shamelessly as she walked past us, laughing at something her friend said. She didn’t even notice us, and yet, she had just destroyed us completely.

That was it. From that moment, Mehak wasn’t just another pretty face in the crowd. She was the girl. Our conversations started revolving around her, analyzing every detail.

“Bro, did you see when she ties her butt length hair? Exposing her ass and butt curves, perfect!”, I said.

“And those lips… bet they taste like strawberries”, he replied.

“Tu kab taste karega strawberries bencho?” I teased him.

“Tu bhi nahi kar raha, toh shanti rakh”, he replied with same tone.

Ayaan was the first to dig up more info on her. Her name, her department, and the fact that she had a small mole near her collarbone, which he noticed when she wore a slightly lower neckline one day. The competition had begun.

One night, while we were chilling on our PG’s rooftop, sipping cheap beer and staring at the sky, Ayaan broke the silence.

“Bro, I think I have a crush on Mehak,” he admitted.

I smirked, taking a sip. “Guess what? Same.”

He turned his head sharply. “Are you fucking serious?”

“As serious as my mom’s taunts when I don’t call her back. Haha!” I replied him.

There was a long pause. We both knew what this meant, this was war. And yet, we burst into laughter. Because that’s what we did. Even with this brewing rivalry, our friendship was too strong to break over a girl who probably didn’t even know we existed beyond a polite smile in the hallway.

But from that night on, things got interesting. We never openly fought, but the subtle jabs were constant. The tension was real, but it never escalated beyond friendly banter. We were both confident that neither of us had the guts to actually approach her properly. Until one night, when the topic took a wild turn.

Ayaan suddenly asked, “Bro, let’s say she had to choose between us. Who do you think she’d pick?”

I replied. “Neither. We’re both too broke for her.”

Ayaan chuckled. “True that. But still, what if?”

I said, “Umm, don’t know.”

He turned his head to look at me and spoke. “Okay, if it ever came to that, I will win.”

“What? No way,” I replied.

“Yes, you can carry on your fun with your own hand. Looser!”, He teased me.

I sat up, resting my arms on my knees, looking thoughtful. And then, out of nowhere, the words just left my mouth.

I said in pleasing voice, “Bro please. Don’t go on Mehek. Have my mom instead. Seduce her, but pleaaseee spare Mehak for me.”

Actually, it was mine cuck fantasy I had for my mom which spilled out unknowingly. But I was okay with that, I was hesitant to told this to anyone, but somehow, it is spilled out. And as it has been open to him now,

I wanted to cherish it.

There was silence. Ayaan blinked. Once. Twice. Then he sat up so fast he nearly knocked over his beer. “Bhai… what the fuck did you just say?”

I grinned, enjoying his reaction. “You heard me.”

His face was a mix of shock and disbelief, like I had just suggested we rob a bank. Then, suddenly, he burst into laughter, uncontrollable laughter. He laughed so hard he had to hold his stomach, his body shaking.

“You’re fucking crazy! Your mom? Be serious!”, He said.

I shrugged, taking another sip of my beer. “I am serious. Think about it, she’s hot for her age, and I swear she needs some action in her life. You’d be doing a noble deed.”

Ayaan groaned, running a hand through his hair. “Bhai, stop! I can’t, This is too much. You need therapy, man.”

“What? I just found a solution to our problem. You get the MILF, I get the girl. Fair trade.”

“Fair trade, my ass!” Ayaan said, wiping the tears from his eyes he got from laughter. “This is next-level insanity. Matlab tu keh raha hai ki I should go after your mom just so you can have Mehak?”

“Why not?” I shot back, grinning. “At least this way, one of us gets something. Otherwise, we’ll just keep cockblocking each other until some rich fuckboy from a law school sweeps her away.”

He shook his head, still looking at me like I had lost my mind. “Bhai, I can’t believe I’m even entertaining this conversation. Matlab, tu… are you actually okay with the idea?”

I leaned in, my voice dropping. “Okay, wait. See her once. And if you don’t get turned on, I’ll spare Mehak for you.”

Ayaan’s smirk wavered. “Bhai, stop messing around.”

I pulled out my phone, unlocking it lazily. “I’m not. Just look. And then tell me I’m wrong.”

He hesitated, but curiosity was a bastard. He leaned in slightly as I scrolled through my gallery. I had the perfect picture in mind, one I had taken casually a few months ago.

There she was. My mom. Draped in a deep green saree, the fabric hugging her curves in a way that almost looked sinful. Her long hair was open, falling over her shoulder, and her lips were slightly parted as if she had been mid-sentence when I clicked it. Her expression wasn’t sultry or posed, it was just natural.

I turned the phone toward Ayaan. “Just look.”

He hesitated again but then let his eyes drop to the screen.

And the moment they did, I saw it. The flicker. That half-second pause. The subtle tightening of his jaw.

His expression didn’t change much, but I could feel the shift in the air. He stared a second too long, then cleared his throat and looked away. “Fuuuck,” Ayaan muttered under his breath. “You’re insane.”

I chuckled. “Insane, but right?”

He exhaled sharply, rubbing his face. “This is so fucking wrong.”

“Is it, though?” I teased. “She’s a woman. You’re a man. What’s stopping you? Society?”

“Bhai, society isn’t the problem. You are. This isn’t some porn plot where your best friend fucks your mom while you watch.”

“Who said anything about watching?” I smirked. “Do whatever you want. I’ll even leave the house for you.”

“STOP!” He buried his face in his hands, half laughing, half groaning. “You’re a menace. I swear to god.”

“Just admit she’s hot,” I pushed, nudging him.

He stayed silent for a moment before sighing. “Bhai… she’s your mom.”

“That’s not a no”, I said.

He groaned again. “Fuuuck. Okay. Fine. She’s… she’s something like smoking hot. But I can’t. No way.”

“Why not?” I asked again.

“Because it’s fucking weird! How am I supposed to look at you after that?” he said.

“You’ll look at me the same way. You’ll just have some extra respect in your eyes. Haha” I said in chillin tone.

Ayaan threw a chips at me. “Chal na bhosdike.”

I caught it mid-air, laughing. “So you’re saying there’s a chance?”

“No, I’m saying you need help.” He replied.

I grinned, stretching my arms behind my head. “All I’m saying is… think about it. It’s a win-win.”

Ayaan lay back down, staring at the sky again. He didn’t say anything. But I could tell his mind was running in circles. I leaned in closer. “You’re thinking about it now, You’re picturing her. You’re imagining what it would be like…”

Ayaan exhaled sharply. “Fuck, bro.” He ran both hands through his hair, gripping his scalp. “Main soch bhi nahi sakta tha… but ab… ab toh sochna bandh nahi ho raha.”

I smirked. “Exactly.”

There was a long pause. And then, Ayaan did something I had been waiting for. He smacked his palm on the floor and let out a loud, frustrated groan. “Bhaiiii, tu mujhe paagal kar dega!”

I burst into laughter. “Finally! Accept kar liya na?”

“I fucking hate you for this,” he said, shaking his head. “But…” He inhaled deeply. “I can’t lie… she’s fucking hot”

“I told you, bhai,” I grinned. “She’s not just hot. She’s a goddamn fantasy waiting to happen.”

Ayaan groaned again, rubbing his temples. “Bhai, ab kya kare?”

“Ab?” I smirked. “Ab plan start hoga.”

“Bhai, you’re really okay with this?” His voice was softer now, still full of disbelief. “Like, really okay with it?”

I nodded. “Bhai, Mehak mujhe chahiye. Tu mere liye Mom le le. Simple. I don’t mind.”

He let out another slow breath, shaking his head with a small, guilty smile. “Ye dosti ki hadh hai, bhai.”

“Aur tu yahi par rukega toh dosti ki beizzati hai, bhai,” I shot back. “Now listen carefully… here’s how you do it.”

And just like that… the deal was sealed. Still Ayaan said. “Bhai, tu serious hai? I mean, actual serious?”

“Bhai, agar mazaak kar raha hota toh ab tak topic change kar chuka hota,” I smirked. “Tu soch, aage kya karna hai?”

He hesitated, his fingers twitching again. “I don’t know… I mean, what’s the first step? How the fuck do I even.”

“Easy.” I cut him off, leaning back with a smirk. “Step one. You start getting closer to her. Make yourself useful. Offer to help around the house Ayaan inhaled sharply, shifting in his seat. “Then?”

“Compliments.” I smirked. “But not normal ones. Subtle, mature ones. Don’t just say ‘You look nice, Aunty.’ No. Say something deeper Like… ‘This color suits you so well. It brings out something special in your eyes.’”

He replied, “Wait wait, no way. This is so creepy plot. This will not work. It’s absolute crap.”

I asked, “Then what to do?”

He asked, “Tell me when your mom is free and alone. Like she is free and bored.”

I replied, “Umm, I don’t know. But she used to be alone in noon and getting bored usually and nothing to do there alone in home.”

He said, “Cool! Let’s bunk classes tomorrow, let me handle this by my own. Your plan is creepy.”

I replied, “Fine.”

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So, hi friends, let’s continue the story from where we left off.

The married co-passenger woman was standing behind me when I turned back. She was smiling while looking towards my face.

I said: Why are you here and why are you smiling?

She replied: I am here to wash my hands and I am smiling because you were so scared that you were going to get caught earlier.

I said: I was not scared.

She leaned towards me and said: Are you sure you were not scared?

I said: Leave me. You were also going to get caught.

She replied: How was I going to get caught? I would have told my husband that I was sleeping and I didn’t know what you were doing.

I replied: So you will act as an innocent.

As no one was around us, I pulled her towards me. Now there was no space between us. Our lips were inches away from each other.

I said in a slow voice: Now, show me how innocent you are.

She said: Leave me! What if someone comes?

I said: Are you scared for me or for yourself?

She did not answer and pushed me away. I immediately pinned her towards the other side, caught both hands with my hands, and gave her a small kiss for a few seconds on her lips. While breaking the kiss, I bit her lower lips, left her, and went towards my seat. After a few minutes, she also joined us. Then I looked towards her face. She was giving me an angry expression.

We had dinner, and now the main part was where they would sleep. Our front seat was occupied and his upper berth was also occupied. The other person came when I was sleeping before.

Now, as there were only two berths, one up and one down, someone had to adjust and sleep together. As I had booked two tickets, it meant I would get one seat and so they had to adjust. But I wanted to share the seat with his wife.

I did not have that much courage to tell him to let me share the seat with his wife, and especially it would feel weird.

Then I took the lower berth and they took the upper berth. First, her husband went up and called his wife. She replied that she was not feeling sleepy, so she would go up when she wanted to sleep, and till that time, she would sit with me.

Her husband replied: Why are you bothering him? Let him sleep.

She asked me with a naughty smile if I wanted to sleep. I did not want to lose this opportunity. So I replied –

Me: Of course not.

Her husband told her not to be awake till late and to sleep after a few hours. As he was feeling sleepy, he went to sleep. Now only two of us were awake. As everyone was sleeping, I sat beside the window and signaled her to sit beside me. She came and sat beside me and we covered ourselves with a blank. I did not want to go straight to the main part. So I asked her about her son and her personal life.

She told me everything about her son and told me that her personal life was average. Due to office work, her husband did not get time to spend with her.

Then she said: Leave this topic, tell me something about yourself.

I said: What do you want to know?

She said: What are you studying?

I replied: I am studying BMS. I am in my final year now.

She then asked me if I had a girlfriend. I replied no.

She said: Why you don’t have a girlfriend? You look good, but still, you don’t have a girlfriend?

I replied: I don’t go much to college. I only go to college when there is a function or an exam.

She started to laugh after hearing this and said: If you will not go to college, then how will you get a girlfriend?

I said: Hmm, I am not interested in going to college.

We talked for a few more minutes, and then there was silence in the atmosphere. Only trains moving sound was covering the whole area. We were not looking at each other. I thought I should make the first move. I kept thinking. Suddenly, her hand was on my things and was moving towards my dick. She gave me a green signal. So I also placed my hand on her thighs and started moving towards her pussy. We both were not looking towards each other but our hands were doing their jobs.

Then I went towards her ear and said: Slide your leggings a little bit.

She removed her hand from my dick and lowered her leggings and panty a little bit. By then, I also lowered my trousers and underwear. I went straight towards her pussy. As I said earlier, her pussy was covered with a lot of hair. I leaned towards her bit her ears and said –

Me: You have a bush down there.

She replied: You didn’t like it?

She and her husband did not have sex from the last 20 years after her son was born. So, that was why she did not shave her pussy frequently.

I replied: Who said I don’t like it? In fact, it is making me more horny. I am dying to sniff your hairy pussy.

She replied: Stop embarrassing me.

I was rubbing her pussy along with kissing and licking her neck. Then I kissed her neck for a few more minutes and then moved back as I didn’t want to get caught by someone. I was rubbing her clitoris and she also started stroking my dick. She stroked my dick for 10 minutes and I also stimulated her pussy for 10 minutes. Now I was not in any way close to cum; I wanted more. So I told her –

Me: I want more. Let’s lay on the seat.

She did not agree. She replied: What if someone sees us or my husband catches us sleeping together?

I replied to her: See it is 12:30 am. No one is going to come or be awake. If your husband asks anything, you can tell him that when you went up, you saw that he had taken the whole seat. So there was no space for you to sleep. You tried to wake him but he did not wake up. So I offered you to sleep with me and you had to accept it because there was no other option.

After listening to this, she agreed with me. Then she lied down, and I also lied beside her but in the opposite direction, like 69 position, but sideways. We covered ourselves with blankets, and she and my lower were already pulled down to our knees.

Her pussy was just a few inches away from my face. I could smell the alluring fragrance coming from her pussy. While I was lost in her smell, she brought her face close to my dick and kissed it. At first, my dick was semi-erect, but the moment she kissed my dick, it got fully hard and touched her face. She immediately took my dick head into her mouth and started sucking it.

The moment she started sucking my dick, I came to my senses and pressed my head into her pussy. I first buried my nose into her pussy hairs. I wanted to sniff her there. As I was sniffing her pussy hair, I hugged her so both my hands were on her ass. I was sniffing her pussy as well as pressing and squeezing her ass.

While I was doing that, she was also sucking me more passionately. She was deep-throating me and as well as caressing my balls with her hands.

Now I came down from her pussy hair and started sucking her pussy. Her juice was salty but the situation was making it worth sucking it. While sucking her pussy, I did not stop squeezing her ass; in fact, I placed my head between her thighs to suck her more properly.

Now, it was like my head was crushing between her thighs, and still, I was sucking her pussy. She liked it because she started sucking my dick with more speed.

Then I inserted my tongue inside her pussy. The moment I entered my tongue inside her pussy, she made her thighs grip more strong around my head. I wanted to make her orgasm. So I started sucking her more roughly. I thought she also wanted the same so she also increased the speed of sucking my dick.

We both sucked each other roughly for a few more minutes and then we both had orgasms. I burst my cum into her mouth. She took every drop of my sperm. I also drank every drop of her love juice. As we both cummed but we were not satisfied.

To be continued..

So, friends, I hope you liked this part. I will try to improve more in the future. Till that time, enjoy your life.

Note: This is a fictional story. Everything written here is an imagination.

Hello, readers. After a long break, I am back with my next story, a continuation of “Wife Fucked by a Stranger in Thailand.” First, let me reintroduce my wife, Nisha. She has a deep, rich skin tone, standing at 5’5″ with a figure of 36-27-36. Her perfectly shaped boobs, with soft pink nipples, will make any man hard and horny. Nisha takes great care of her body. We had an arranged marriage, and she came from a conservative background – she was a virgin when we wed.

After what happened on our trip to Thailand, Nisha and I decided not to pursue an open lifestyle again; it was meant to be a one-time thing. We returned to India after our honeymoon and settled back into normal life. Strangely, our sex life reached new heights – I couldn’t shake the thoughts of Arnav with Nisha whenever we were intimate. Every time I kissed her, I pictured Arnav’s tongue playing with hers. When she gave me a blowjob, I imagined what it must have felt like for him when he experienced the warmth of her mouth on his cock. Despite these thoughts, we stuck to our decision not to revisit that lifestyle, and I tried to keep it to myself.

One day, Nisha and I went to see a movie. She wore a tight tank top under a denim jacket and shorts that accentuated her figure. As we settled in the theater, I noticed an average-looking man, poorly dressed, staring at Nisha. His eyes kept drifting to her legs and boobs, and I could tell he was struggling to control himself. There was a bulge on his pants. Though it was a public space, he continued to ogle her. Thankfully, Nisha didn’t notice him, but I couldn’t ignore it. After all, she is my wife.

When we got back home, I couldn’t shake off the incident. There was something about seeing someone look at Nisha with such sexual desire that stirred something inside me. For reasons I couldn’t fully explain, I liked it – I liked the idea of strangers undressing her with their eyes and fucking her in every position with their minds. This feeling grew stronger day by day until I finally decided to talk to Nisha about it. To make sure she was in the right mindset, I held back from fucking her and focused on just foreplay for three days, keeping her horny and ready for when I shared my thoughts.

We were in bed, and I was nervous to bring up the topic, but Nisha sensed something was off and tried to comfort me. She gently grabbed the back of my head, kissing me deeply and biting my lower lip – she was horny, it was evident. Then she asked, “What’s wrong?” I felt relieved that she opened the door for the conversation. I started explaining everything, speaking about Arnav and how it had consumed my thoughts. I confessed my desire to see her with a stranger again.

Nisha listened patiently but stayed silent until I finished. When I asked what she thought, she said, “Baby, didn’t we agree it was a one-time thing during our honeymoon, and it happened far away from home, out of our society’s watch? But now, you’re asking for this again, here where we have our life and family in Bangalore. I can’t do this – I can’t be seen as a whore in this society. What if someone found out? We’d ruin everything we’ve built.”

Her words disappointed me. Deep down, I realized she wasn’t rejecting the idea because she disliked it but because of the fear of what others would think. I just needed to find the right words to make her see it differently. I stayed quiet for a few days, but I kept bringing up the memory of Arnav whenever I could.

I reminded her how he enjoyed every part of her body, savoring every inch of her skin, and how it was a shame we couldn’t see him again. I mentioned it enough times that eventually, Nisha brought up the topic herself. This time, I suggested, “What if we did it in secret so no one would ever know? We could pick a stranger with no connection to our lives and go somewhere far from home. Please, think about it – I need this.”

She left the room and started watching TV, but I could tell she was thinking about it. The next morning, she woke me up with a kiss and said she was ready, but we had to be very careful and keep it secret. Hearing her say that filled me with happiness, and I started suggesting ways to find the right person.

To ignite things further, I suggested to Nisha that we read some stories on ISS to find an author who could be our guy. Late nights turned into thrilling searches, reading stories that made our hearts race, but none of them felt right. Frustration set in as the weeks dragged on, with every author I contacted turning out to be too crude, demanding nude photos or videos without any depth or connection. They were all about raw sex, which was not our taste. I turned them away.

Then, one afternoon at work, my phone buzzed with a message from Nisha. She had found a story and sent me the link. My pulse quickened- knowing she was searching on her own meant she was more invested than I had realized. I opened the link, and as I read, the words wrapped around me. The author described his encounter with a stranger in a way that was vivid, passionate, and full of sensual sex. It was more than just a story; it was an experience.

I couldn’t wait and messaged him immediately. The next day, he replied. His name was Sandeep, a 26-year-old Tamil guy who worked in Bangalore and lived alone. From our first conversation, I could tell he was different. His words were warm, thoughtful, and laced with genuine interest. He didn’t rush or push; he wanted to know more about us, about who we were. It was enticing, and I found myself drawn to him.

Excitement coursed through me as I decided to introduce Nisha to him. The thought of what could come next left me restless with anticipation. I connected them on Instagram, with a fake account, of course. Nisha and Sandeep started texting each other; each morning, I would read their conversation. At first, the conversation was all respectful, mostly about his story and our life.

As days went by, Nisha got more comfortable with Sandeep, and they started talking about sexual encounters they had. One day, Nisha told him about her experience with Arnav in Thailand; she told him that was one of the best sex she ever had. I was surprised to read this statement. She told Sandeep that Arnav fucked her in the bathroom the next morning, which I never knew – it was a surprise for me.

After hearing all of this, Sandeep got all horny for Nisha and wanted to meet her, even though it wasn’t possible at the time. He begged her for a photo, wanting to see her face at least. After a lot of persuasion, Nisha finally agreed and sent him a picture. Sandeep was stunned when he saw it, and from that day, the way he talked to Nisha changed. From that night onwards, he always spoke about how he would kiss, lick, suck, and fuck her if he got a chance.

Days went by, and Nisha and Sandeep started sexting, exploring their thoughts and fantasies through chats. Reading their messages, I couldn’t control myself. One day, I asked Nisha why she hadn’t met him in person yet, as it felt like the right time. Nisha wanted some time to think about it, but she came back saying, “Okay, let’s meet,” and we decided to plan a meeting. We booked a remote resort in Ooty for the long weekend, from Friday to Sunday, with two rooms next to each other. The resort provided privacy, as the rooms were at least 500 meters away from any other accommodations, including the reception.

When the day finally arrived, I could hardly believe it. I couldn’t wait to see how Sandeep was going to enjoy Nisha’s sexy body. We set off from Bangalore early in the morning, excited and nervous. This was the first time we were meeting Sandeep in person, although we had done video calls before. We met him at a junction, and he joined us in the car. He looked even better in person, with a slim, athletic build and a wheatish complexion. The initial part of the ride was quiet and tense, so I decided to break the ice by stopping for breakfast. I suggested that Sandeep and Nisha go for breakfast alone to get to know each other, while I stayed back.

After an hour, they returned to the car, both smiling, and the atmosphere felt more relaxed. We continued our trip, talking about life and family. Sandeep turned out to be a friendly and respectful person, different from what he was in those sextings with Nisha, but I was curious to see that side of him too.

When we reached the resort, I took them for coffee and suggested that my wife and Sandeep should take one of the rooms, and I would stay in the other. Nisha didn’t like the idea, so I spoke to her alone and made her agree, but I could tell she was hesitant. I also told them I wanted to see what was going on in their room, so I set up three cameras: a mobile phone, an iPad, and a laptop. Each of these had a camera I could access from my room. The setup made sure I could see the room from different angles.

I told Sandeep to treat my wife as his girlfriend for the next three days, and as long as he made Nisha happy, I didn’t have any problems. Sandeep was thrilled to hear this from me. Once everything was ready, I asked them to rest in their room until we met for dinner later. Watching them go felt strange and exciting at the same time. Letting my wife be alone with another man in a room I had prepared for them was new and unexpected, but I couldn’t deny that I liked it.

As soon as they stepped into their room, my heart raced. I hurried back to my room and connected my laptop to the cameras I had set up. The feed came to life, showing Sandeep sitting casually on the bed while my wife, Nisha, stepped out of the bathroom, now dressed in more relaxed clothing. He patted the space beside him, inviting her over, and she sat next to him like a good girl. To my surprise, Nisha broke the silence and said, “I’m sorry for my husband. He has all these strange fantasies, and I wasn’t sure if you’d be okay with this.”

Sandeep smiled and reassured her, “Don’t apologize. I’m just happy I get to spend these three days with you alone.” He reached for her hand, his voice warm as he said, “Nisha, you look like an angel from my dreams. I can’t believe I got this chance, thanks to Rahul.” As Nisha blushed, Sandeep gently asked if she needed rest after the long journey and if she wanted to sleep for a while. His unexpected thoughtfulness caught me off guard – when he was sexting with Nisha before, he had bragged about how he would fuck my wife if he got the chance, but now, with her in the same room, he was behaving with surprising restraint.

Nisha nodded, agreeing to take a nap. They both settled on the bed, leaving a noticeable space between them. I stayed glued to the video feed, unable to look away as I was curious. For the first half-hour, they slept quietly, but soon I noticed Sandeep shifting restlessly, unable to fully settle down. His gaze drifted toward my sleeping wife; I could see his hands were in his shorts, stroking his cock. Watching him struggle made me horny.

The small, subtle moments of their shared space carried a tension that made the room feel electric. The bed started to shake a little, and that woke up Nisha. Before she could fully register what was happening, Sandeep leaned in and brushed a soft kiss on her lips. Their eyes met, a mix of surprise and uncertainty passing between them. She couldn’t believe what happened as it happened very fast.

Before she could gather her thoughts, Sandeep went for her lips again. This time, a stronger kiss with his mouth open. But Nisha resisted as she was caught off guard. She didn’t respond much to his kiss. But Sandeep didn’t give up. He kept his right hand on her hip, bringing her close, and he started smooching her. The scene was very intense, and at last, Nisha gave up.

The air between them was thick with tension; their kiss grew into a shared moment of vulnerability, as if walls they didn’t know they had were crumbling. Between their kisses, Sandeep whispered, “Baby! You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met. I can’t believe I am in bed with you. Kissing you.”

Nisha closed her eyes, letting herself be present in the moment, each word drawing her in deeper. For the first time, she seemed to let go of the boundaries she had held. He gave his tongue inside her mouth, and my wife started sucking it. I couldn’t believe that my wife was smooching a stranger in bed this passionately. It felt like she was looking forward to this for a long time now. Watching all this in the video turned me on. I undressed myself and started stroking my cock.

My wife was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, and so did Sandeep. I badly wanted Sandeep to remove her t-shirt, but instead, he stood up, removed his t-shirt, went on top of my wife, and started kissing her again. This time, his bare chest was pressing against my wife’s boobs. He went wild on her lips. They were exchanging saliva, and I could see my wife’s lips were completely wet from the sloppy kiss.

He did nothing but kiss her. He didn’t hold her boobs or squeeze them; instead, he was just feasting on her lips. Nisha couldn’t hold the excitement. I saw her hands move towards the bottom, searching for his shorts. Sandeep adjusted his hip so that my wife could find his cock. She held his cock over his shorts for some time and started stroking it later.

She stopped the kiss and whispered in his ears that she wanted to feel his cock.

Sandeep stood up, kneeling on the bed. My wife sat on the bed and gently removed his shorts. His cock came into her view, and it could easily be 6 inches, which was bigger than mine. Nisha wasted no time as she took it in her hands, stroking it. Sandeep kissed her again and said, “Make it wet, baby.” Listening to this, my wife took her tongue out and licked the head of his cock. It was an erotic sight for me. She licked from bottom to top and opened her mouth and took his dick inside her mouth.

As soon as his cock was in her mouth, I could see Sandeep close his eyes and just enjoy her blowjob. She sucked him like a porn star. Sandeep’s cock was completely drenched; he was holding my wife’s head, and she was blowing him like there was no tomorrow. The position was not so comfortable, so Sandeep took his cock out from her mouth and got out of the bed. Nisha came down, and she was kneeling down, getting ready to suck his dick again, but this time, she started tying her hair into a knot so that it wouldn’t disturb her licking his precum – it was erotic for me to watch the scene, and Sandeep mouth-fucked her.

I couldn’t believe it. But Nisha was still fully dressed. I wanted to yell at him, asking him to rip her dress off. After a solid ten-minute blowjob, he made Nisha stand, and removed her t-shirt, and directly went for her bra and removed it too. My wife’s boobs got out of the “jail” and were swinging proudly in the air. He made her lean on the wall and directly went for her boobs, kissing them, squeezing them, and also sucking them. He was biting her nipples in between, for which my wife let out a sweet moan. Later, he made her lie in bed and removed her shorts and panty. Nisha was completely naked now. I shot a huge load watching all this on my laptop.

As my wife was lying on the bed, Sandeep came on top of her and started to lick her belly button, moving slowly towards her upper body. His tongue was gently passing the valley between her boobs, and I could see my wife was breathing heavily. I could see the sweat dripping on her face. Sandeep licked all of it. He kissed her earlobes and her neck and gave her a love bite. I could see a hickey freshly forming on her neck. Between all these, Sandeep didn’t forget to compliment her beauty; he was vocal. He kissed her on the lips again and whispered,

Sandeep: Baby!

Nisha: Tell me, honey!

Sandeep: You look gorgeous; I want you with me forever.

Nisha: I’m all for you, baby; do whatever you want with me. I am a whore just for you.

Sandeep: Yes, you bitch, you are my whore!!

Nisha: Yes, Sandeep. Yes, I am your whore. Fuck your whore all you want. Put your cock into my wet pussy and fuck me, Sandeep.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I have never seen my wife speak this language. Sandeep brought the wild side of Nisha for sure.

Then he whispered, “Spread your legs for me,” and my wife obeyed and asked him to fuck her. Sandeep brought his dick over my wife’s pussy and brushed up and down but didn’t enter. He wanted Nisha to tell him again, one more time, to fuck her. Nisha begged him to fuck her; he was teasing her to the core. After hearing this, he pushed his cock into her hole and gave gentle strokes; Nisha was biting her lips and closing her eyes while getting fucked. As his strokes got harder, I could see my wife move up and down, and her boobs were going the same. He fucked her in missionary for 5 minutes. This was their conversation when he fucked her:

Sandeep: Fuck, fuck, fuck, I can’t believe I’m fucking a goddess.

Nisha: That’s right, baby; fuck me harder.

Sandeep: If you were my wife, I wouldn’t dare to share you with another man. I would fuck you day and night myself.

Nisha: Yes, baby, yes, yes, yes. I am all yours for the coming days and nights. Fuck me however much you want.

Later, Sandeep went on 69, and he started licking her pussy lips, while my wife sucked his cock. I could only see his cock was filled with my wife’s saliva. Suddenly, I heard Nisha scream. “I am cumming, baby; lick me right there,” and then I saw her cum all over Sandeep’s face. He licked all of her juices. He made my wife kneel and took her from behind. He inserted his cock in her pussy again and started stroking hard.

I could only hear my wife scream. Sandeep was enjoying her pussy more than I ever enjoyed or even Arnav did in Thailand. He said he was going to cum. Nisha asked him to cum inside her pussy, and that bastard did the same. I could see white liquid oozing from Nisha’s wet pussy. They both were drenched in sweat and fell on the bed, tired. I saw them falling asleep naked, as they were that tired from the session they just had. Meanwhile, watching all this, I came twice.

That’s it for this story now; I will continue what happened next when I met them for dinner in my next part of the story. I hope you like it. [email protected] is my email; looking forward to the feedback, and hit me up on Google chat if any girls want to have a secret online relationship, no strings attached.