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Mera naam Mosin mein Madhya Pradesh ka rehne wala hu. Ye kahani meri pyaari Afifa Mami ki chudai ka hai. Meri Afifa Mami 32 saal ki hai. Dikhne mein ek dum pyaari aur lajawab lagti hai. Kafi log ki nazar meri Mami pe hai.

Kayi sare log uss ko dekh ke apne lund masalte hai. Mere Mama business ke kaam se hamesha bahar rehte hai. Jis se andaja yeh hota hai ki Mami kafi garam rehti hogi. mein apni Mami ke saath hi rehta hu. Mujhe bhi meri Mami kafi aachi lagti hai.

Ek din ki baat hai hamare ghar pe cousin bhai aaya tha. Uss ka naam Waseem hai. Woh 25 saal ka hai kafi dashing lagta hai. Unn ka job hamare seher mein laga tha iss liye ab se hamare saat hi rehne wale tha.

Main bhi khush tha par mujh se zyaada meri Afifa Mami khush nazar aane lagi. Main ne dekha ki Waseem bhai hamesha Afifa Mami se hassi mazak ke baate hi karte. Afifa Mami bhi kafi baate kar ne lagi Waseem bhai se.

Iss se andaja ho gaya ki Afifa Mami ki zindagi mein Mama ke alawa koi aur bhi aagaya hai jo khush rakhega.

Ek din ki baat hai mein bahar se hote hue aaya. Mujhe Waseem bhai ne samosa aur kachori lane wapas bhej diya. Jab main ghar aaya tab maine dekha ki Afifa Mami aur Waseem bhai ek dusre ke baazu baithe hai.

Afifa Mami ka haat Waseem bhai pakad ke kuch lakeero ko explain karahe hai. Ye dekh kar mujhe ajeeb laga kyun ki Mami kabhi kisi gair mard ke itne kareeb nahi baithi thi. Afifa Mami apne hatheli ko Waseem bhai ke kandho par, jhango par chune lagi. Mujhe Waseem bhai pe jalan hone.

Garmi ka mahina aa gaya tha. Ab tak dono ke beech kafi nazdeekiya hogayi. Afifa Mami ko Waseem bhai ki ab aadat lag chuki thi. Main sab dekh kar chup rehne laga. Garmiya kafi zyaada ho chuki thi. Ghar par ek hi AC hone ki wajhe se mujhe aur Waseem bhai ko Afifa Mami ne apne kamre mein sone ko kaha.

Kamre mein zameen par ek bistar laga hua tha aur upar palang pe kisi ko sona tha. Hamane tay kiya hai ki Waseem bhai upar Afifa Mami ke saat soyenge. Main neeche bistar par sojaunga.

Beech raat 3 baje ke Afifa Mami aur Waseem bhai kuch baat kar rahe the. Woh awaz se meri neend khuli. mein ne dekha Waseem bhai bina kapdo ke apne kache mein tha peeche se Afifa Mami ko jakad ke rakha tha. ye dekh mera lund ek dum se khada hogaya mein dhyan se baate sunn ne laga.

Afifa Mami – Waseem kya kar rahe ho chodo? Apne kapde pheno apni jagha par jake so jao.

Waseem bhai – Bas thodi der Mami. Mujhe pata hai ap ko bhi maza aaraha hai.

Afifa Mami – Waseem, Mohsin issi kamre mein hai uth jayega.

Waseem bhai – Kya kaamal ki gaand hai gol matol ragad ne mein bhi kafi maza aara hai.

Ese bolte hue Waseem bhai ne Afifa Mami ko kiss kar na start kiya. Dono kafi garm hogaye tha. Mujhe ye sab dekh main ne apna haat kache mein daal ke lund ko hilane laga.

Waseem bhai apna thook Afifa Mami ke muh mein dalne lage. 15-20 minute ke kissing ke baad Waseem bhai ne Afifa Mami ke gardan ko chaat ne lage. Afifa Mami machli ki tarah machal ne lagi.

Afifa Mami – Waseem, kafi maza aara hai.

Waseem bhai – Aur maza aane wala hai. Mami aaj khoob aanand lunga tumare jism ka.

Waseem bhai dheere-dheere se Afifa Mami ke kapde khol ne lage. Kiss karte hue jism par bite dene lage. Waseem bhai Afifa Mami ke pairo ke beech baith kar uss ki kache ko nikal diya.

Aur apna muh leja kar Afifa Mami ki choot pe rakh diya aur chat ne lage. Afifa Mami tadap te hue kaarare aur awaze nikal ne lagi apne haato se Waseem bhai ke sir ko choot pe ragad ne lagi. Main sab kuch palang ke daeene or se dekh ra tha.

Afifa Mami – Waseem, ese hi chaato, meri choot tumari hai.

Waseem bhai ruke bina chaat ne lage. Kuch der baad Mami nidhal hogayi jaise ki rooh nikal gayi ho jism se. Choot ne kafi pani chod diya tha. Waseem bhai aur Afifa Mami ek dusre ko dekh ke muskurane lage.

Waseem bhai ab Afifa Mami ki aakh mein dekh te hue apni kache neeche kiye. Lund ko Afifa Mami ke muh ke pass le kar aagaye aur choosne ko ishara kiya. Afifa Mami sharmate hue pura Waseem bhai ko lund muh mein bhar liya aur choosne lagi.

Waseem bhai – Mami ap ka muh tho kafi garm hai maza aagaya apka muh chod ne mein.

Afifa Mami kafi maza se choosne lagi. Waseem bhai kafi maza lene lage. Iss beech Waseem bhai ne mujhe dekhte hue aur hilate hue dekh liya. Aur ishara mein kaha maza aara hai ki nahi. Main ne bhi jawab isharo mein diya haan kafi aaraha hai. Ab Waseem bhai ka nikalne wala tha.

Waseem bhai – Mami. mera hone wala hai.

Afifa Mami bina ruke Waseem bhai ka lund ko choosne lagi kuch der mein Waseem bhai ne Afifa Mami ke muh ko bhar diya. Afifa Mami ne pura pani peeliya. Waseem bhai ne Afifa Mami se kaha.

Waseem bhai – Mohsin ne sab dekh liya hai. Ap fikar mat karo woh kisi ko kuch nahi batayega.

Afifa Mami – Mohsin tum sach mein kisi ko nahi bataoge?

Me – (Main uth gaya aur kaha), Ji Mami kisi ko nahi bataunga bas mujhe bhi dekh na hai.

Afifa Mami – Kyun nahi, Waseem ab apne lund ko meri choot mein dal kar meri khujli mitado.

Waseem bhai – Kyun nahi Afifa darling.

Ab Waseem bhai apne lund ko Afifa Mami ki choot ke set kar ke ek dhakka mara pura lund cheerta hua andar chalagaya. Afifa Mami khoob chillayi. Choot gili hone ke karan lund ek dum se andar chalagaya.

Ab dheere-dheere Waseem bhai ne Afifa Mami ki chudai ki. Main ye dekhte hue hilane laga.

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I feel very happy that you enjoyed my stories and sent me messages.  Let me come to the story now.

Hello, everyone! My name is Aamir. At 27, I built a small clothing business that takes me across India. My weekly travels often land me in Bangalore or Chennai. I’ve learned to appreciate the rhythm of new places and the stories of the people I meet.

Football keeps me active, and friends say my cheerful attitude makes me good company. I’d argue it’s their kindness that keeps the laughter flowing.

I had travelled to Chennai for a clothing business meeting. My car needed servicing, so I took it to GP Road. The mechanic informed me it would take 4-5 hours. I decided to book a cab to T. Nagar, where my client was based. I booked the cab through Uber.

As fate would have it, I was sharing the cab with a middle-aged woman. As I sat in the back of the cab, my eyes were drawn to the woman seated beside me. She was around forty. Her age was evident in the lines that graced her face, but it only added to her allure.

Her name was Jothi (I came to know later). She was dressed in a beautiful blue saree that hugged her curves in all the right places. The saree was a turn-on for me, and I felt a spark of desire ignite within me. She was elegantly dressed in a blue saree, her presence captivating my attention instantly.

I smiled at her to show I liked her. I sat close, and our legs touched. I looked good, as always, and my perfume smelled nice. I leaned closer so my leg touched hers. She took a quick breath. She liked me, and I felt good. I looked at my phone, but my elbow touched her stomach.

It was a move I had used before, and I knew it worked. She breathed fast, and I saw she wanted me.

Jothi’s breath quickened, betraying her growing interest. “What’s your name?” she asked, her voice slightly breathless.

“Aamir,” I replied, my voice low and confident.

“I’m Jothi,” she said, biting her lip gently.

The cab ride was quick, but she noticed me. We looked at each other some more before Jothi’s place came. She left the car and looked at me in a way that made me feel things. I also got out and followed her.

“Want to drink coffee?” I asked, trying to be a little flirty.

“Yes,” she replied, “but not here. Let’s go to my home. It’s nearby.”

As we walked to her house, she asked me many things. I answered her clearly, but I kept thinking about how attractive she was. We walked to her home, a beautiful, well-furnished abode. The sweet simplicity of her home struck me. Jothi asked me to wait while she changed clothes and made coffee.

She went to another room. I heard her clothes moving as she changed. I knew she was putting on something comfy. When she came back, she was wearing a nighty. Her makeup looked new, and she smelled really good. I also knew she wasn’t wearing underwear.

Her nipples were pointing through her nighty, and that made me feel very excited. I looked at her and thought she was beautiful. I asked if she lived by herself. She said her kids were at school, and her husband died seven years ago. She worked as a receptionist for a private company.

While we drank coffee, Jothi asked, “How do I look?”

I was surprised but quickly acted normal. “You look fine,” I said, trying not to show too much.

Jothi raised an eyebrow. “Just fine?”

“More than fine,” I corrected myself, my eyes locked onto hers. “You look so hot that I couldn’t control myself.”

Jothi blushed, clearly pleased with my compliment. The feeling between us changed, and we both wanted each other. We quickly finished our coffee, and I took her to her bedroom.

When we were inside, I couldn’t wait. I held her close and touched her body. Her skin felt soft. I kissed her hard, and my tongue went into her mouth. My hands touched her neck and ears, and she made a soft moan.

I moved down to her boobs and touched her nipples through her nightdress. This made her move her body with desire.

“You’re making me feel wild,” she whispered in my ear.

I took off her nighty, so she had no clothes on. I held her breasts and put one nipple in my mouth, sucking and biting it softly. I moved down and touched her waist. Then I touched pussy. I saw that she was very turned on, and I wanted to taste her.

I licked her pussy, moving my tongue. I sucked on a clit and touched her pussy opening with my fingers before putting one finger inside her. She moaned, “Aah.” She moved her hips against my hand as I moved my finger in and out. The room filled with her sounds and the wet sounds of her excitement.

“Yes, yes, right there,” she breathed hard as I licked more, my tongue touching everywhere.

I put another finger in. My tongue went up and down on the small part as my fingers moved in and out. She made loud noises and held my hair as she moved her body on my face. I felt her tighten around my fingers. I knew she was almost there.

I sucked harder, and my fingers curled inside her, touching a G-spot. She screamed, and her body shook as she rode an orgasm. I removed my clothes, my cock hard and ready. I didn’t wait. I got on top of her, and my dick touched her opening it was very wet.

I moved between her legs and went inside her slowly, moving in and out so she could get used to it. She was still shaking from her orgasm, but she wrapped her legs around me and pulled me closer. I felt her tighten around me, and I knew she was close to cum again soon.

The sounds of our bodies joining filled the room, along with Jothi’s happy noises. “Fuck me, Aamir,” she asked, moving her hips up to meet mine. “Harder, yes, like that.”

I obliged, increasing my pace. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, along with Jothi’s cries of pleasure. I could feel her tightening around me, her orgasm building.

“I’m close,” she panted, her nails digging into my back. “Don’t stop.”

I didn’t. I pounded into her, my cock hitting her G-spot with every thrust. Jothi came with a scream, and her body shook under me. I kept going until she asked me to stop.

We rested, our bodies wet with sweat. I kissed her softly, and my dick was still hard. I turned her over so she was on her hands and knees. I went inside her from behind. This new way made her moan louder, “OMG, Yes Baby.”

“Yes, like that,” she said, pushing back against me. “Fuck me, Aamir. Give it to me hard.”

I did what she wanted, and my hips hit her ass. The sound of our bodies touching filled the room, along with our noises. I felt her getting close again, and she felt tight around my dick.

“Cum with me, Jothi,” I said in a rough voice. “Cum all over me.”

Jothi moaned louder and had another strong feeling. “Aagh, Yes, I’m cumming.” her body shaking with the force of her orgasm. Soon after, I did too, and my dick felt like it was squeezing as I filled her.

We collapsed onto the bed, our bodies entwined. As we lay there, she turned to me and said, “You know, I haven’t felt this alive in years.” I smiled at her, my fingers tracing lazy circles on her skin. “Well, Jothi,” I said, “I’m just getting started.”

We spent the rest of the afternoon exploring each other’s bodies more. Our lovemaking was intense and passionate. We fucked in the kitchen, Bathroom, In Hall every corner of her house. By the time her children came home from school, I had left.

I hope you enjoyed my story. Your feedback is invaluable to me. If you have any suggestions, praise, or criticism, please don’t hesitate to reach out to me directly at [email protected].

Hi, dear readers. How are you all doing? I hope all of you are doing well. I would also like to thank all those who read and gave me feedback about my stories. I thank Indian Sex Stories for giving me this platform to express myself in a way I desire.

Now, without any delay, let’s start the story. Most of you, by now, might be aware that I am not a gym guy. But I go jogging and do yoga every day. I do not come from a wealthy family but from a lower-middle-class family. Due to my financial status, after 12th I decided to go to a government college.

My focus, like every other middle-class 20-year-old, was getting a good education and a government job to support my family. But I didn’t know my life would take an unexpected turn when I met Payal. When I met Payal, she was a first-year English Honours student.

I was a third-year student in History Honours. First, I didn’t give her much attention, not because I was not interested in women. But because, in my head, I knew I could not make her mine. Reason Payal belonged to an affluent family, or so I presumed by her attire.

I will describe how we met and ended up making it in Dreamland Park, Chandan Nagar. But before that, let me describe her to you. Payal is not your average girl. She was a beautiful queen, according to my college standards at that time. She was 19 years old.

She loved wearing tight-fitting clothes that revealed her boobs, and her skirt reached to her knees and above. Unfortunately, I never figured out her exact stats. I will let you, my readers, decide what she would have looked like.

If I had to write, I would say, her boobs were C cup, her pussy was shaved, as was her asshole and armpit. But what I cannot say is if her pussy was a virgin or not. But later, I found out. She lost her virginity to her Cousin. And to be fair, we were not in a love relationship but more in a sexual relationship.

I will spare the details on who approached whom first or how it started. But I can say that it was our college trip that made us come closer. Now, a few of you might be wondering how two different stream students who have different classes can go on the same college trip.

The answer would be that we had the same optional subject, which is journalism. During the trip, we were able to get to know each other due to our shared interest in books. This soon blossomed into a close relationship, but sex was yet to come.

This happened when one day she proposed that we should go to a movie. The plan was to go in a group with me and tag along with her and my friends. At that time, she was in a relationship, but her boyfriend cheated on her with her best friend.

That happened in the theatre bathroom, and she caught them red-handed. This turned into a show, which I can only describe as a catfight. But I had no intention of getting involved. It was her friend who suggested that I should take Payal home.

But I was hesitant at that time because I didn’t have a bike. I had a bicycle that was based on an old model. Also, almost every day, I saw Payal coming to college on her boyfriend’s bike. Yet, gathering some courage, I approached her. She, without much hesitation, accepted it.

She first sat in the back but then to the front. Now, I think most of you know how I felt, but if you don’t, I am sorry. I cannot explain it. While riding, I was able to touch and feel her boobs. At the same time, having a beautiful woman in front of you can do wonders.

Now I think most of you would have figured out that I am a shy or socially awkward person. But what I didn’t know was the fact that I would lose my virginity to her. And yes, I know what you people are thinking. But unfortunately, I was not that lucky.

So when we were on our way to our home, she broke the ice. We started the conversation by talking about almost everything. This started to build our friendship first, which then slowly turned into a close relationship. Before I knew it, we were having sex chat all day and all night.

But we still controlled each other and never tried to make out in college. This all changed one day.  Out of the blue, she proposed that we should go to Dreamland Park. At that time, I had no idea it was a 20-rupee Oyo hotel.

The day, as I remember, was Thursday, and we decided to bunk college and go there. I will not waste your time on how we reached or at what time we arrived. But I will only say this when we did: it was less crowded with fewer or no people.

I do not exactly remember what she was wearing on that particular day, so I will describe her dress as I recall it. She was wearing a crop top with a skirt reaching to her knees with a pair of gladiator shoes. I was wearing, as far as I remember, jeans and a T-shirt, not tight fitting.

After paying the entry fee, we roamed around for some time and then sat under the shed. People around us were busy with smooching and kissing. She, with a bold move, sat on my lap facing me. I grabbed her ass to support her. She then put her lips over mine and started to smooch.

At first, I was unsure of how to respond, but I followed her action. Before I knew it, we were tongue-fighting and having a passionate smooch. To make her more horny, I pushed my finger into her asshole. As soon as I did that, she sealed my mouth with hers.

I pushed deeper into her asshole. I will not lie, but it was tight as hell. As I started to push deeper, she put her head back and started to go up and down on my finger. She was smiling softly. It was astonishing to see her that way. After a few soft fingering, I pushed my finger out of her asshole.

I let her breathe. She hugged me, starting to breathe as if grasping for air. She remained like that for some time. I kissed her forehead and did the second round of passionate smooching. By this point, we both were blissfully unaware of what was happening around us.

We were in our merry world. Some of the couples were doing the same as us. But few of them had started to make out there and there. But at that time, I was not as bold as I am now. I was cautious and fearful of doing anything stupid. On the contrary, she was brave and unapologetic.

She did not care what anyone thought about her. She whispered in my ears in Bengali. “Amake thapa ba na?” meaning “Will you not pump me?” I was taken aback, not because I didn’t want to but because I didn’t have a condom with me. I told her the same. She just laughed and took a condom from her bag.

And I did not worry. She brought it knowing I would not bring it. After that, we went to the other side of the park, which was less crowded and had some makeshift rooms designed for such occasions. But she refused to go in and said she would rather do it in the open than in a dirty place as such.

So we found a little less crowded place with a proper and isolated sitting bench. Others were busy with their erotic act, some even doing anal sex openly. This boosted my confidence. Without wasting a second, I made her bend down, holding the bench, exposing her ass.

I pulled down her panties and my pants, along with her undies. By this time, my pump was hard and ready to use. Before I could start, she reminded me of the condom. But this was my first time, so I had no idea how to put it on. I looked at her helplessly. she gave a grim smile and turned around.

She got down on her knees and adjusted the condom over the head of her dick, and rolled it down. Also, before she did that, she gave me a hand-job but stopped before I cum. Once she was done putting the condom over my 7-inch hard dick, she spread her legs and opened her pussy lips.

Inviting me to push my dick in her pussy. I obliged to her request and adjusted my dick for a grand entrance. I slowly pushed my dick. As I did that, I could feel my foreskin going back and exposing to dick’s head. I pushed further in but with great difficulty, as it was giving me shivers down my spine.

I pushed in further and deeper, as deep as I could go. She started to moan and was opening her pussy for better penetration. I pushed further in, and as I reached only halfway. I gave thrust and more thrust. With these around, only 75% was left, so I gave it a last thrust.

This time, I was fully in her slutty pussy. As soon as I did that, she gasped for air. She later told me till then mine was the biggest she had. With my dick in her pussy, I started to pump at first, slowly but steadily, with long and hard strokes. When I was doing this, I pushed my mid-finger into her asshole.

As soon as I did that, she groaned and adjusted her asshole for my eventual fingering. I slowly increased the speed. This made her moan harder and louder. Increased the speed that I could hear “Thap thap.” The sound came, and I saw her pussy was getting wet. She later told me she cum 2 to 3 times.

I was pumping her like a piston going in and out. It was feeling like her pussy was sucking my dick. This continued for some time, but at the same time, I was playing with her asshole. She was breathing like hell and breathing harder. After some time, I made her sit on my dick. I kept both of her legs on my shoulder.

I was pumping her while standing. We were sharing a passionate smooch. I continued pumping her in that pose. Although she was not heavy, keeping her that way was a strain. Yet I don’t know why it was feeling amazing. I was squeezing her ass and stretched her asshole as much as I could.

This continued for a while. During this time, I could feel her cum. The funny thing is that I was also cumming, but I wanted more and more. I laid her on the bench, then continued pumping her as she laid her head back, taking all my strokes. She later told me she had never had such a fuck in the open.

I continued for a few more minutes, then cum in her pussy. Of course, the condom was holding my cum. I pulled out my dick and removed the condom, but before I could throw it away, she asked me to give it to her. I obliged. She started to drink my cum.

She opened her pussy, signalling me to eat her and clean her pussy. I pulled her leg up and buried my head in her pussy, and started to eat her pussy. I first pushed my tongue in her pussy. I pushed it deeper until I could go no more. I started clockwise, then anti-clockwise, up and down.

I was doing almost all the movements possible. At the same time, I pushed my 2 fingers into her asshole. She now screamed and moaned loudly. I continued eating her pussy till she started to cum, and she cummed like never before. Once I was done with her, I took her pants and cleaned her pussy and my dick.

Later before we left, she gave me an unforgettable blowjob. After having our session, we had some quality time. We went boating and ate at a restaurant. After that, we went our way.

We were in contact until her graduation. But then she got married. Now she has a family, and I respect her privacy, so we decided not to contact each other.

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Mera naam Priya hai. Shadi se pehle maine bhut sex kiya tha college time main. Par shadi hone ke baad, pati ke alawa kisi se kabhi koi rishta nahi rakha. Par mere pati aksar apne kaam ki wajah se mujhe time nahi de pate the. Main sex ke liye tadap jati thi. Toh maine apna man behlane ke liye online chatting app par anjan mardo se sex chat krne start kar di.

Chatting app main, har roz naye ladke ka lund dekhne ko milta tha. Main bhi apni chut ki photo bhejti thi par kabhi apna chehra nahi dikhati thi. Bas, masti tak rakha tha sab maine. Alag-alag ladke milte the waha.

Ek din, maine ek ladke se sex chat ki. Woh ladka bilkul meri tarah sochta tha. Use bhi meri tarah roleplay bhut pasand tha. Hum daily role play karte chat main hi. Bhut maza ata. Uska naam Ravi tha.

Fir dheere-dheere, Ravi main interest badne laga. Hum aur kareeb aa gye. Main aur ladko se sex chat krna band kar diya. Ravi meri har zarurat puri kar raha tha ab.

Hum dono alag states se the – main Punjab aur woh Delhi se. Toh milna mumkin nahi tha. Par jab mujhe ghar main moka milta, main uske sath live cam par sex karti thi.

Uska lund mehsoos karke kabhi kheera, kabhi bengan sab chut main dala tha maine. Real main, us se chudwane ka bhut mann tha par mil nahi pa rhe the. Par ek baar kismat ne hamara sath diya.

Meri ek friend ne mujhe shadi par invite kiya. Kuch time pehle hi woh Delhi shift hui thi. Mere pati busy hone ki wajah se nahi gye sath. Toh main akeli jane vali thi. Bas ek raat ke liye hi jana tha maine. Toh maine ek plan socha. Main shadi main jane ki bajaye ek hotel main room book kiya aur waha Ravi ko bula liya milne ke liye.

Jo mujhe usne sex chat main diye the, ab woh real main lene ka bas yahi moka tha. Main achhe se taiyar hui. Kali saari lagai. Sleeve cut blouse dala. Ek dam mast lag rahi thi main. Mere room ki ghanti bji. Mera dil jor-jor se dhadak raha tha. Maine darwaja khola. Samne Ravi khada tha. Photo main jaisa dekha tha, usse zyada hot tha.

Ravi ne andar aate hi jhat se darwaja lock kar diya aur mujh se lipat gaya ekdam se.

Main – Are, itni bhi kya jaldi hai?

Ravi – Bhut tadpa hoon tumhare liye… ek raat bhut kam padegi tumhe pyar karne ke liye. Is liye time waste nahi karna chahta.

Woh mujhe kiss karne laga – kabhi galon par, kabhi hoton par, kabhi meri gardan par. Uske chumne se main madhosh hone lagi. Uska hath mere badan par ghum raha tha.

Ravi – Is saree main tum bomb lag rahi ho par ab ise nikalna padega.

Usne jhat se mera pallu khicha aur fek diya. Ab main sirf blouse aur petticoat main thi. Mera blouse kafi deep tha jisse ke mere boobs kafi hadh tak dikhai de rhe the.

Ravi ne bed par baith kar mujhe apni godhi main bithaya aur mujhe fir se kiss karne laga.

Woh meri neck ko bar-bar choos raha tha aur apne hathon se mere boobs masal raha tha. Mujhe nasha sa ho raha tha.

Jis ke liye kafi time se tadap rahi thi, woh maza mujhe Ravi de raha tha.

Maine apna blouse nikal ke fek diya.

Ravi ne mere boobs ko chua. Use masalne laga.

Main – Ab kya? Bas dekhte hi rhoge? Chhoosoge nahi?

Ravi – Chhoosunga. Pura dudh pee jaunga aaj tumhara.

Ravi ne mera ek boob apne muh main liya. Aur pehle toh kisi bache ki tarah bade pyar se chhoosne laga. Mujhe maza aa raha tha. Fir usne dheere-dheere apni speed badai aur jor-jor se chhoosne laga. Mere muh se aah nikal rahi thi.

Woh mujhe chhoos raha tha aur uska lund mujhe petticoat se bhi mehsoos ho raha tha. 5-6 minute mere boobs chhoosne ke baad main uski godh se uth gyi aur apna petticoat utar diya. Ab main bas panty main thi uske samne.

Ravi ne bhi apne kapde utar diye aur bas boxers mein tha. Uske badan pr bhi jo bas fatne vala tha uske khade lund ki wajah se.

Maine Ravi ko bed par dhakka diya aur uske upar chad gyi. Pagalon ki tarah uske badan ko kiss karne lagi. Uske gaal, uske hoth, uski gardan, uski chest, sab kiss ki. Aur uske nipples ko kata maine halka sa.

Ravi – Ahh… tum bhut bold ho rahi ho.

Main – Agar aaj nahi hui toh shayad hi kabhi moka mile.

Itana bol kr maine uska boxers utar diya. 7 inch ka uska rod jaisa lund mere muh ke aage tha. Maine usko apne muh main dheere-dheere lena start kiya.

Ravi – Tumhare hoth kitna maza de rhe hain abhi se hi.

Maine jor-jor se uska lund chhoosna start kr diya. Ravi ne mujhe mere balon se pakad kar mera muh aur dhakela jiski wajah se uska lund mere andar tak gaya. Maine jor-jor se kiya toh uska cum nikal aaya. Maine apne muh se sara lund saaf kiya uska.

Ravi – Tumne mera juice toh pee liya… ab meri bari hai.

Woh jhatke se mere upar aa gaya aur meri panty utar di.

Meri taangon ko fela usne aur meri chut ko dekhne laga.

Ravi – Bhut tadpa hoon es chut ke liye, Priya. Aaj se yeh bas meri hai. Aaj main ise fad dalunga.

Woh meri taangon ko fela kr kiss karne laga meri jhangon par. Meri chut ke ass pass kiss kar raha tha. Uski sanson ki wajah se meri chut tadap rahi rahi.

Usne apne hath se meri chut ko touch kiya toh ek current sa laga mujhe. Usne apni 2 ungliyan andar dali aur andar-bahar karne laga.

Main – Ah… Ravi, tumhare lund ki pyasi hai yeh chut.

Ravi – Sabar rakho… woh bhi dunga esko. Pehle mujhe esko taste karna hai.

Usne apna muh meri chut ke pass rakha aur apni jeeb se meri chut ko chatne laga.

Mujhe itna maza kabhi nahi diya tha kisi ne bhi jitna Ravi ke sath aa raha tha.

Thodi der chut ko chatne ke baad, usne apna lund meri chut par rakha. Toh maine usse condom use karne ko bola.

Ravi – Jo maja aise ayega, woh condom ke sath kaha hai meri jaan? Mujhe toh tumhe pura feel karna hai aaj.

Aur ek jhatke se hi usne apna lund mere andar daal diya.

Meri ‘aah’ nikal gyi.

Ravi – Shadi hone ke baad bhi kitni tight hai tumhari chut. Aaj ise khol kr hi chodunga tumhe.

Main – Ab aur wait nahi hoti… chodo mujhe Ravi, chodo mujhe!

Main tadap rahi thi. Uska lund mere andar toh tha par woh mujhe tadpa raha tha. Ravi meri tadap par muskura raha tha.

Kuch der ese hi tadpane ke baad usne jhatke dene shuru kar diye. Mujhe aur bhi zyada maza aane laga.

Woh jor-jor se mujhe chod raha tha aur main bhi apni body utha kar uska sath de rahi thi.

Ravi mere upar se utha aur bed ke pass rakhi hui chair par baith gaya aur mujhe upar bethne ka ishara kiya.

Main uske lund ko apni chut main daal kar upar niche hone lagi. Uske hath mere kamar pat the aur woh mera boob ko choos raha tha.

Maine bade hi mje se dheere-dheere apni chut se uske lund ko masal rahi thi. Hum dono ko bhut maza aa raha tha. Agar main slow karti, toh woh niche se jhatke dene start kr deta.

Mere dono boobs uske danton ke katne se pure laal ho chuke the. Main ek baar jhad chuki thi uski godhi main hi. Main thak rahi thi toh usne ese hi mujhe godhi main uthaya; apna lund nahi nikalne diya aur fir se bed par lita kar mujhe pelne laga.

Usne meri taangon ko apne kandhon par rakha aur apni speed aur tez kar di. Ab woh bhi jhadne vala tha. Woh aur tez ho raha tha. Uska lund mere andar tak pura mehsoos ho raha tha.

Jaise hi uska jhadne vala tha, usne ekdam se bahar nikal liya aur apna sara juice mere boobs aur pait par daal diya. Aur apne dono hathon se meri body par lga diya. Ab Ravi mere upar hi let gaya.

Hum dono ki sans phool rahi thi. Hum ek dusre ki dhadkan sun sakte the. Kuch der ese hi letne k baad hum uthhe.

Ravi – Maza aaya, Priya?

Main – Ha, Ravi… Bhut! Jitna socha tha, tum toh us se bhi zyada maza dene vale nikle.

Ravi ne mere hoton ko kiss karne start kar diya.

Meri puri body par Ravi ka juice laga hua tha.

Main – Ek baar naha leti hoon. Fir hum khana order karte hai.

Ravi – Ruko… aaj main tumhe nahlunga.

Hum dono bathroom main gye aur shower ke niche khade ho gye. Jaise jaise pani mere badan ko touch kar raha tha, vaise hi Ravi ka hath bhi mere jism par ghoom raha tha. Main fir se garm ho rahi thi. Ravi ka bhi lund khara ho gaya tha.

Bathroom main Ravi ne mujhe doggy style main choda.

Nahane ke baad, khana khaya aur bas woh sari raat humne bhut masti ki. Ravi ne mujhe us raat baar-baar choda.

Woh raat meri sex ki zindagi ki sabse yaadgaar raat thi.

Hello friends mera naam Sapna hai. Main aaj aap logon ko apni ek real story batane ja rahi hun. Main apne boss se hotel mein chudi.

Main kafi sexy ladki hun. Mera rang gora hai aur mera figure 36 30 38 hai. Main ek hotel mein kam karti hun aur mera boss mujhe kafi pasand karta hai. Kyunki main dikhne mein kafi sexy hun.

Jitne bhi customer hotel mein rahane ke liye aate hai unse main bahut acche se baten karti hun. Mere aane ki vajah se boss ko kafi profit bhi ho raha hai.
Boss ne meri sexy jism ko dekhkar hamesha se hi ek hawas bhari najron se mujhse baten karta hai.

Usne mujhe sabse jyada salary dene ka vada bhi kiya hai. Ek mahina kam karne ke bad woh mujhe kafi acchi salary deta hai. Uske ishi behaviour se mujhe yah to saaf saaf pata chal gaya hai ki woh mere jism ko dekhkar bahut horny feel karta hai.

Main bhi apne boss ko khush karne ki koshish karti rahti hun. Kyunki mujhe bahut thoda kaam karne per bhi jyada salary milta hai. Mera koi jyada kam bhi nahin rahata hai. Main bus jitne bhi customer hotel mein rahane ke liye aate hai unka record maintain karti hun aur unse acche se baten karti hu.

Main aur boss kaam ke silsile mein phone per lagatar baat karte rahte hai. Dheere dheere hum logon ki ye baatein sex se related hone lagi. Boss kafi rich insaan hai aur main usko naraj nahin kar sakti hu.

Isliye main bhi uski khushi ke liye sex wali baten karti hun. Woh bahut directly mujhse khul kar baat karta hai. Usko pata hai ki woh mujhe acchi salary de raha hai to main bhi usko khush karne ki koshish kar rahi hu.

Aise hi baat karte karte ek din boss ne mere jism ki tarif ki. Aur tarif arte hue kaha ki woh mere sath sex karna chahta hai. Fir hum log kahin ghumne ka plan karte hai.

Main bhi bahut dino se kahi ghumne nahin gayi thi. To boss ke kahane per main bhi ghumne jaane ke liye taiyar ho gayi. Boss ne shahar se dur ek hotel book kar rakha tha aur hum log udhar ghumne ke liye chale gaye.

Us din Sunday tha aur Sunday ko jyada kam nahin rahata hai. To main aur boss subah hi unki car se ghumne ke liye nikal gaye the. Boss mujhe paiso se bahut help karta hai isliye main bhi boss ko khush karne ki hamesha koshish karti rahti hai.

Hum log hotel pahunchne ke bad direct room mein chale gaye. Boss ne hotel ke staff ko bulakar ke ek wine order kiya aur unhone mujhe bhi ek peg pila diya. Main bhi kabhi kabhi wine piti hun aur boss to hamesha hi drink karte hai.

Wine ke sath sath unhone dry chicken bhi order kiya tha. Hum log chicken kha rahe the aur wine ka maja bhi le rahe the. Woh din kafi romantic mausam bhi tha. Mujhe pata tha ki bus mujhe hotel mein chodne ke liye bulaya hai.

Isliye main makeup karke aur apne sare bal ko shave karke acche se gayi thi.
Mujhe pata tha ki boss mere jism ko chahta hai isliye woh mujhe bahut acchi salary de raha hai.

Boss wine peete peete mujhe kiss kar raha tha aur kabhi kabhi mere boobs ko bhi daba de raha tha. Meri siskiya nikal ja rahi thi. Wine peene ke bad boss ne mere suit ko nikal diya aur main ek white bra mein ho gayi,

Uske bad unhone mere salwar ko bhi nikal diya aur main ek black panty pahani thi. Salwar suit nikalne ke bad, main boss ke samne bra aur panty mein ho gayi thi. Bra ka color white tha aur panty ka color black tha.

Boss ne jaldi se mere pure jism ko kutte ki tarah chatna shuru kiya. Main bhi dheere dheere garm hone lagi. Unhone mujhe kiss karte hue, mujhe pet ke bal lita diya. Unhone meri bra ko nikal diya aur mere boobs ko dabane lage.

Aur meri gaand per thappad marne lage. Unhone meri panty ko nikal diya aur meri gaand ke chhed ko chatne lage. Main us samay bahut garam ho gayi thi. Meri chut se pani nikalne laga tha.

Kuch hi der ke bad unhone apna jeebh meri chut mein dal diya aur meri chut ko chatne lage. Meri chut ko chatne ke bad woh apna lund nikal karke apne hath mein lekar ke hilane lage.

Unka lund mota to tha lekin chhota tha. Lekin kya karun boss ko khush karne ke liye main bhi unka sath de rahi thi. Kuch der ke bad main apne hath se unka lund hilane lagi. Aur unke lund se bhi pani nikalne laga.

Hum dono sex ke liye bechain ho gaye the. Meri chut se bhi pani nikal raha tha aur unke lund se bhi pani nikal raha tha. Unhone ek packet condom pahle se hi khareed kar rakha tha.

Unhone ek condom nikala aur condom ko faad ke apne lund per lagaya. Uske bad meri chut ko apne lund se ragadane lage. Main bahut garam ho gayi thi aur apni gaand ko uchhal uchhal karke siskiyan le rahi thi.

Unhone uske bad meri chut ko thodi der aur chata. Uske bad woh apna lund meri chut mein dal diya. Meri chut ko dheere dheere chodne lage. Main bhi apne dono hathon se bedsheet ko khinchte hue usse chudwane lagi.

Meri chut ko chodte hue woh meri armpit ko chat rahe the jisse main aur bhi jyada garam hoti ja rahi thi. Kuch der ki dhakka pel chudai ke bad woh jhadane lage aur main bhi jhad gayi.

Hum dono ek bar jhadane ke bad lagbhag 20 minut tak aise hi ek dusre ke upar lete rahe. Uske bad hum ek dusre ke sath oral sex kiye. Woh meri chut ko chat rahe the aur main unke lund ko chus rahi thi.

Hum dono 69 position mein 15-minute tak yah sab kiye. Uske bad hum dono sath mein hi nahane ke liye chale gaye.

Humne nahane ke bad hotel mein hi khana order kiye jismein chicken biryani tha. Hum log khana khane ke bad kuch der aur aaram kiye. Aur sham hote hote unhone apni car se mujhe mere ghar per drop kar diya.

Ab jab bhi hum dono ko kaam se samay milta tha to hum usi hotel mein jaate the aur sex karte the.

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It all started with a ‘Thank you’ to my inbox for standing by her side when a stalker sent an unsolicited message to her inbox.

That’s when we started chatting every day. Eventually, I started falling in love with her beauty and her gorgeous self. I proposed to Jenny on Oct 25th, 2020, through a video call. That’s when our long relationship started.

Jenny is 40 with a luscious physique of 40C-34-36. We started sending naughty texts to make love through video calls mutually. That’s when I decided to meet her as soon as possible.

I booked my ticket to her country. Those 48 hours were the longest journey ever. My girl received me at the airport. We started talking randomly, with all the touches, as she drove me to her home.

The minute we walked into the room, I grabbed her. I roughly started stripping her clothes off, yanking her top over her head. I pulled her jeans off, pushing her down on the floor. I ripped her panties down her legs and over her ankles.

I then grabbed her by her hair and pulled her up to her knees. I snapped a collar on her with a chain attached so I could lead her where I wanted to. I grabbed her arms, put them behind her back, and cuffed her hands together.

I led her by the collar across the floor, making her walk on her knees. We got to the bedroom. I threw her on the bed and told her to get on her knees. I pushed her head forward with her ass sticking up in the air.

I held her head down as I took a paddle and slapped her across her bare ass cheeks. I told her that she had better not yell out, or there would be more. I slapped each butt a few times until her milky white cheeks were on fire.

I grabbed the chain attached to the collar, pulled her off the bed, and got her on her knees. I put my fingers in her hair, making a fist. I pulled her face towards me. I pushed my hard cock between her lips, shoving it into her mouth.

I started pumping it deep into her throat, holding it there until she was short of breath and gagging. I kept fucking her mouth. The pleasure was so intense that I felt like I was going to cum in her mouth or all over her face.

I finally slowed my thrusts down and withdrew it from her mouth. I grab the chain and pull her back onto the bed, throwing her on her side. I grab her huge boobs, squeezing them.

I lowered my mouth to the nipples sucking each of them and then biting down on them until she cried out. Her nipples are erect now as I continue to knead her boobs roughly. I kept sucking and biting her hardened nipples, leaving my bite marks on her each boob.

I rolled her over and got her back on my knees. I held her head forward to kiss her lips and bite her lower lip. Then I slipped my finger between her wet pussy lips and entered her dripping hole. She is trying to squirm down on my finger.

I withdrew my finger and started teasing the crack of her ass with my wet finger running it up and down. I stopped at a tight hole, pushing my finger hard against it, letting the tip enter it up to the first knuckle.

She moaned in surprise and asked me not to do that. To please put my hard shaft deep into her pussy. I know that is what she wants, and I am not finished playing with her yet. So I just kept away and let her keep begging for me to fuck her hard.

Finally, I got on my knees behind her, grabbed the chain and pulled her head back. I roughly thrust my hard cock deep into her moist hole, all in one motion, until I am in her to the hilt. I let go of the chain and grabbed her hips with my fingers like vice grips.

I pounded into her hot hole, ramming into her over and over. I kept pumping my firm cock with a lot of ferocity. She was pushing back hard to meet my pounding cock. I rammed hard and fast against her reddened cheeks, feeling my balls hitting against her pussy.

I was fucking her with a frenzied pace I had not felt before, and she was screaming out. I felt her pussy clench around my cock as she released her hot cum all over my cock. Her body convulsed and tensed right up.

I exploded, thrusting deeply as my cock pulsated in her wetness. I withdrew my swollen cock and moved in front of her. I made her lick my cock clean of her wetness mixed with my cum.

I was now satisfied to see that joy. I undid the cuffs and removed the collar. I let her stretch out by the side, facing me. I kissed her again as she looked up at me with her pleasing eyes. I keep kissing her now tenderly.

I put my hand down between her legs, feeling her wetness. I let my finger seek out her clit, and I rubbed it back and forth until her hips started moving in rhythm. I stroked her with a little more pressure.

I started to go faster and faster, and I could feel she was building towards a climax. Her body is squirming as I feel her bite down on my shoulder, and I am rubbing her clit at a frenetic pace.

She threw her head back, and her body shook in orgasm. I felt her pussy tighten down on my finger, and her load was squirting out over my hand.

As she started to cuddle me back after her climax, we smooched deeply. We fell asleep with our bodies interlocked with each other.

Dear viewers, hamne jahan pe part 2 end kiya tha, wahin se part 3 start karenge (this story contains 50% fiction and 50% reality).

Hum sab drawing room mein nange the. Mere abbu, ammi, meri 4 behne, 2 khala ke bete, aur 2 unki betiyan.

Sabse pehle mera aur khala ki badi beti ka naam nikla. Task ye tha ki wo ek ring hide karegi, jo mujhe talash karna hoga. Usne ring apni pussy mein chhupa li. Maine apni fingers uski pussy mein daali. Meri fingers ring ko touch kar rahi thi. Lekin mein jaan-boojh ke kaafi der tak uski pussy explore karta raha, aur fir maine ring nikaal li. Sab ne clap kiya.

Next turn meri ammi ki thi. Unhone ring apni gaand mein chhupa li. Abbu ki turn thi. Abbu ne kaafi koshish ki, lekin ring nahi nikaal sake. Fir khalu ne koshish ki, aur apni fingers ammi ki bund mein daal ke ring talash ki. Lekin wo na mili.

Sab ne baari-baari apni fingers ammi ki gaand mein daal ke ring talash ki, lekin wo na mili. Aakhir mein Faiza ki turn thi ring talash karne ki. Uska poora hath kalayi tak ammi ki bund mein chala gaya tha, aur usne ring nikaal li. Sab ne clapping ki.

Agli game mein baari Faiza ki thi. Task ye tha ki Faiza ko sirf pennis ko touch/lick karke boys ka name batana tha. Faiza ki aankhon pe patti baandh di gayi. Waise to Faiza ko sab ke lund size ka idea tha, kyunki sab wahan nange hi the.

Faiza ne mera lund pakda. Usko hath se feel kiya. Fir usko kiss kiya, aur fir muh mein daal liya. Mera lund uski halak tak chala gaya. Faiza ne bata diya ki ye mera lund tha.

Fir usne abbu ka lund muh mein dala. Abbu ka lund kaafi bada tha. Hath ke feel se bhi pata chal raha tha. Usne ye bhi sahi bata diya.

Next usne khalu ka lund pakda. Usko idea nahi hua. Fir usne khalu ka lund muh mein dala, aur licking ki. Usko fir bhi pata nahi chala. Fir usne mamu ki balls (jo lund ke neeche pocket mein hoti hai), unko touch kiya.

Mamu ki balls kaafi bade size ki thi. Is tarah usko pata chal gaya aur usne bata diya. Aakhir mein khala ke beto ke lund the, jo Faiza ne aasani se bata diye. Faiza ye game jeet chuki thi, lekin is sub process mein wo turn on ho gayi thi. Ye game turn by turn sab ladies ne kheli thi.

Next game mein boys ki aankhon pe patti baandh di gayi, aur boys ne girls ke boobs ko touch karke name batana tha. Ye easy game thi. Kyunki boobs size sab ke farak the. Isliye boys ne aasani se bata diya. Lekin Kiran ke boobs kyunki 38″ size ke the, to wo sab se pehle boojh liye the sub ne.

Next game mein sab ke pairs ban gaye. Pair ke liye hamne parchi daali thi. Game ye thi, ki girls ne apne pair ka penis suck karke discharge karna tha. Lekin boys ne koshish karni thi ki wo discharge na ho.

Yameena ka pair mere sath ban gaya tha, aur pehli turn bhi hamari thi. Har pair ke paas 3 minute ka time tha. Yameena ne mera lund choosna shuru kiya. Wo 2 minute tak mera lund choosti rahi, lekin wo discharge na kar saki.

Fir usko ek idea aaya. Wo 69 position mein let gayi, aur mujhe kaha ki main uski fuddi lick karu. Doosri taraf wo mera lund muh mein daal ke choos rahi thi. Maine jab uski phuddi lick ki, to main bhi turn on ho gaya, aur mein Yameena ke muh mein discharge ho gaya.

Task mein ye bhi shaamil tha ki sperm ka ek bhi drop baahar nahi girna chahiye. Yameena ne mera saara sperm pee liya, aur game win kar li.

Abu ka pair khala ke sath tha aur khala abbu ko discharge nahi kar saki. Is tarah abbu win kar gaye.

Khalu ka pair ammi ke sath tha, jinko ammi ne aasani se discharge kar diya, aur ammi win kar gayi.

Is tarah ye game bhi sab ne baari-baari kheli, aur khoob enjoy kiya. Fir ye decide hua ki sab group sex karenge, lekin sirf anal sex hoga. Ammi aur khala ne to aasani se anal sex karwa liya kyunki wo experienced thi. Lekin baaki sab girls ke liye ye ek mushkil task tha, jis pe ye decide hua ki jo anal sex nahi karna chaahta, wo 69 sex karega. Is tarah hum sab ne bahut enjoy kiya.

Fir next game ye decide hui ki sab girls ki phuddi pe honey laga diya, jise sab boys ne baari-baari chaatna tha. Maine khala ki betiyon ki phuddi se shuru kiya. Itna zabardast chaata maine ki khala ki beti ne sab ke saamne kaha ki main usko fuck karu, aur apna lund uski phuddi mein daalu.

Maine aisa hi kiya, aur zor-zor se usko fuck karne laga. End pe usne cheekh maari, aur fluid uski phuddi se uchal ke baahar gira. Wo discharge ho gayi thi, lekin main nahi hua tha. Maine apna lund uske muh mein daal diya. Usne kaha ki main uske muh ke andar discharge na karu. Lekin tab tak late ho gaya tha, aur maine uske muh mein hi discharge kar diya. Ispe wo thodi naraaz ho gayi mujhse.

Lekin maine uski narazgi door karne ke liye usko deep kiss kiya. Uske boobs ko der tak choosta raha, lekin wo ab bhi naraz thi. Maine poocha kya karun to narazgi door hogi? Usne kaha ki wo dare degi jo mujhe perform karna hoga.

Main agree ho gaya. Dare ye tha ke mujhe sab ladies ka peshaab peena hoga. Main agree ho gaya. Fir main let gaya, aur sab ladies baari-baari 69 position mein mere muh pe baith jati thi. Main apni zubaan unki pussy mein andar tak daal deta tha. Fir unki pussy ko apne hontho se achi tarah cover kar leta tha. Aur fir wo peshaab karti thi, jo main pee jata tha. Task ye bhi tha ki peshaab ka ek bhi drop baahar na gire.

Khala ki beti mere muh pe baith gayi. Maine apni zubaan uski pussy pe feri, aur fir uski pussy ko apne hontho se cover kar liya. Usne mere muh mein peshaab karna shuru kiya. Wo kaafi der tak peshaab karti rahi, jisko main pee gaya, aur baad mein zubaan se chaat-chaat ke uski pussy saaf bhi kar di.

Fir khala ki doosri beti ka peshaab piya. Uski pussy zyada tight thi, aur tasty bhi thi. Fir khala aa gayi. Khala ki pussy kaafi badi thi. Usko hontho se cover karna mushkil tha. Maine apne honth khala ki phuddi mein daal diye. Khala ne peshaab kiya, aur main garam-garam peshaab sharbat samajh ke pee gaya.

Fir maine apni ammi ka peshaab piya, aur fir apni behno ka peshaab bhi pee liya. Sab behno ki phuddi mein mujhe sabse zyada maza Faiza ki phuddi chaatne ka aaya.

Tab boys kehne lage ki ab hamara bhi peshaab piyo. Maine kaha theek hai. Abu ne apna lund mere muh mein daal diya, aur peshaab karna shuru kiya. Abbu ka lund kaafi bada tha. Maine mushkil se adjust kiya. Fir khalu aur fir khala ke beto ne bhi mere muh mein peshaab kiya.

Lekin khala ki beti ab bhi naraz thi. Usne kaha ke ab sab ki gaand/bund mein apni zubaan dalo aur isko chaato. Maine uski request pe sab ki bund pe zubaan feri. Zubaan bund ke suraakh mein dali aur usko chaata.

Ammi aur khala ki bund mein meri zubaan poori andar chali gayi thi. Faiza aur khala ki betiyon ki bund bahut tight thi. Unki bund mein to meri finger bhi nahi jaa rahi thi. Lekin maine achi tarah unki bund ko chaata.

Ab ek aur task mujhe hi mil gaya. Wo ye ke pehle sab girls apni phuddi mein ek-ek gaajar (carrot) daalengi. Mujhe wo gaajar hath lagaye bagair apne hontho se nikaal ke khaani thi. Sub ki phuddi ke taste ke mutabik har gaajar ka taste alag tha.

Abhi saza khatam nahi hui thi. Agla task ye tha ki main ab ek gaajar sab ki bund mein daalunga. Gaajar 6 inch lambi hogi jo ki saari ki saari bund ke andar jayegi. Fir mujhe wo gaajar apne hatho se nikaal khaani hogi.

Is task mein sab boys aur girls ne hissa liya. Maine sab ki bund mein baari-baari gaajar dali, aur fir nikaal ke khaa li. Is task mein Faiza to ro hi padi thi, kyunki uski bund kaafi tight thi, aur jab gaajar usme daali, to Faiza ko bahut pain hui thi.

Is sab ke baad khala ki beti mujhse happy ho gayi thi. Ye thi hamari chand raat ki celebration.

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Hey guys, I’m Vikram – call me Vikki. This is the story of my summer in Pune, back in 2001. This is my first time penning down a story; constructive feedback is welcome.

Summer in Pune:

I had just finished my bachelor’s at IIT and had three months before my MBA. At 6’1″ with an athletic build from years of sports, and an easy smile, I had my share of flings. Having a thick 7″ cock was also a bonus. Each encounter only fueled my appetite for foreplay and forbidden fun.

My absent father, an army man, insisted I spend the summer at our bungalow outside Pune. He had recently split the old duplex into two separate apartments – a penthouse for me, and the ground floor rented out. My plan was simple: mornings attending MBA-related courses, evenings spent boozing, playing video games, and browsing through stacks of porn magazines. A lazy summer, or so I thought.

Downstairs lived Fahad, a traveling salesman, his twelve-year-old son Imran, and his wife, Fatima. She was 32, fair-skinned, and 5’2″ with a 34B-32-36 figure. She had shoulder-length hair and a face with large, expressive eyes, a softly rounded nose, and full, lush lips. There was a scar on the lower part of her chin, but that did not make her any less beautiful. She was always busy, looked dull, and felt like a caged bird.

Dinner with the tenants:

Two weeks into my vacation, I had an engaging dinner with them. They admired my academics but still saw me as the same Vikki Baba from a few years ago.

That day, I saw Fatima in a completely different light. She stepped out of the kitchen, her saree barely holding up after a long day’s work. Strands of hair had slipped free from her bun, falling in a way that made my dick twitch. She sighed, adjusting her pallu, but I already got a clear view of her glistening cleavage and navel.

I was already getting bored of my porn, and the entire sight of her just turned the horny gears in my head.

Later, Fahad asked me to teach Imran math and science, and I jumped at the opportunity.

I thought tuition was a fantastic excuse to be around Fatima every day. I made it a habit to compliment her – her cooking, the way she kept the house tidy, even her earrings. I could sense that she liked the attention based on her expressions, but it was limited around her family.

For the next few days, my lazy routine included tuition, ogling at Fatima, followed by immediate masturbation in the penthouse. I was waiting for some opportunity for my interactions with her to go further.

And it arrived quickly; Fahad had a two-month work trip to Dubai, so I eagerly offered to drop him at the airport.

Airport Ride:

On the day of the airport ride, Fatima wore a green silk saree, and her hair, as always, was in a bun, with red lipstick. Compared to her usual self, this was a different look. She rarely traveled, so she was looking outside.

After dropping off Fahad, I felt a weight lift, and I relaxed. I wanted to see how close I could get to Fatima.

In the parking lot, she kept thanking me for the airport ride. I pulled her into a side hug and chuckled. “Any man would do that to see you dressed like this,” I teased.

She looked surprised but didn’t say anything when I asked her to sit in the front.

With Imran talking nonstop in the back, I couldn’t do much. I jerked off three times that night, enough to fill a bucket.

Post Airport ride:

From the next day, I chose to spend more time with Fatima. An evening routine of tuition, chai, and TV developed, undisturbed by the morning chaos of maids, gardeners, and nosy neighbors.

I noticed Fatima chatting with me comfortably. Her outfits got bolder, and tighter salwars with no dupatta, silk sarees with an awesome view of her petite tits. The hesitation was absent, and she smiled whenever I was ogling at her. As days went by, I was confident enough to make bolder moves.

One day, I introduced my handheld video game to Imran. He was engrossed in the game, and I snuck into the kitchen. Fatima was wearing a tight blue kurti, but it barely contained her bubbly ass.

Me: “Bhabhi, you’ve been looking extra beautiful these days… What changed?”

Fatima: “Nothing, Baba… just clothes from a decade ago,” smiling.

Me: “They fit nice,” placing my hands on her hips.

Before she could respond, I hugged her from behind.

Fatima: “Imran might see us!!”

Me: “Him seeing is the problem, not me doing this?” I started kissing her neck.

Fatima: “No, no… wait!!”

Me: “Relax bhabhi… he is busy playing.”

She got calm. I started grinding her ass as my cock found a comfortable spot. As she was breathing hard, her silence meant I could proceed. I cupped her soft boobs over her dress and found erect nipples and began playing with them.

As my dick began getting hard in my shorts-

Fatima: “Baba, you have grown up.”

Me: “You have been waiting for me to do this right?”

I was ready to fuck her in the kitchen, but Imran called for my help. After composing myself before leaving the room, I whispered, “Come to the penthouse through the common door tonight, Bhabhi.”

Missed Chance:

I waited for her to unlock the upstairs door that night, the rain setting the perfect mood. But nothing happened. By 2 AM, disappointment sank in, and by morning, frustration took over.

That evening, I got all my answers. Fatima was sleeping on the sofa with an injured hand and ankle sprained. Imran mentioned she had slipped the previous evening due to rainwater leaking in. After tuition, I arranged for a maid and informed Imran. He recalled how his father dismissed Fatima’s injury as a “small thing.”

She slept through the evening, and I let her rest. But before leaving, I quietly unlatched the upstairs door.

The same night:

The clock struck 1 AM. I had waited long enough. I entered their apartment and crept toward Fatima’s bedroom. The dim light showed that she was facing the other way. Cautiously, I sat on the corner of the bed, shook her slightly, closing her mouth. From this point, we were just whispering.

Me: “Bhabhi, It’s me, Vikki…. ssh..”

Her: “How did you come here? What if someone sees?” panicking.

Me: “I came through the common door.”

Her: “Why did you come?” slightly calmer.

I showed her the coconut oil.

Me: “I came to massage your leg and help you get better quickly!!”

Her: “For a massage, you could come tomorrow, Baba…”

I made a poker face and pretended to get up, “Ok, I will go…”

Her: “Ok, only massage and nothing more.”

Me: “For now, only massage,” smiling wickedly.

She placed pillows against the wall and sat upright. Closing the door shut, I found a towel placed under her legs.

Her: “Nobody gives me that look, you know?”

Me: “What look?”

Her: “That ‘I want to eat you’ look… hehe…”

Me: “People around you need an eye doctor.”

We both laughed. I massaged her ankle sincerely for 20 minutes. I slowly lifted her saree beyond her knees, her milky thighs visible now.

Her: “No, you said only massage?” biting her lip.

Me: “I promise,” with a grin.

She was curious but silent, looking at my confidence. Making big motions with oily hands, I reached from ankle to thighs in five minutes. Laying back again, she had her face with pallu in one hand.

With one hand massaging her thigh, I slowly pulled her saree till the waist and found the petticoat knot. Fatima was breathing heavily and looking at the ceiling but slowly spreading her legs apart. I removed her petticoat and motioned her to scoot. I placed a pillow under the sprained ankle so it wouldn’t disturb the ‘massage’.

My dick was semi-hard and oozing precum in my loose shorts.

I removed the saree wrapping her waist. Only the blouse and red panties remained. The room filled with the pleasant smell of an incredibly wet pussy, oil, and sweat. She was moaning into her hand. Spreading her legs even wider, I removed her panties, which were soaked.

The sight was memorable – a small curly bush covering her wet pink lips. I should get an award for keeping it in my shorts.

Fatima’s face was super red. She had one elbow covering her face and the other hand gripping my thigh.

I had two hands and one pussy to please. I got it to work on it by pouring the last few drops of oil. And started massaging her outer lips. Mixing oil with her juices, the room was filled with soft squishy noises. With my left thumb on the clit, I started making circular motions.

“Uhhmm…” A moan came out of her, and she immediately shut her mouth with one hand. While the left thumb danced in circles on her clit, the right middle finger went in knuckle deep. It was tighter, but I started finger fucking in slow motion.

“Fap… Fap… Fap…” wet noises along heavy breathing. I undid her blouse, revealing her pink nipples. I helped my tongue onto one nipple as she held my hair.

A few minutes later, two other fingers went in, and she was reaching the end. Within a minute of the three-finger assault, her body was shaking like a teenage girl orgasming for the first time… her grip on my hair tightened, but I was having the time of my life.

Her: “Huff… huff… huff…. I never did that before…”

Me: “It’s called an orgasm, and you will be having it more and more from now on.”

It was already 3 am, and there was a big wet spot on the bed. I helped her to the bathroom while she cleaned herself. I replaced her bedsheets, removing all evidence of a fun massage experience.

I was ready to go back, but she leaned in for a sloppy kiss and gave me her dripping panty. Grabbing my dick over the shorts, she said, “Use this until I get better, Baba”

This vacation was only getting better, I thought to myself as I went back.

Flirt karna aur karwana sab ko acha lagta hai. Sakshi ko bhi acha lagta tha jab main Insta pe uske sath flirt karta tha, uski tareef karta tha, usko romantic memes bhejta tha. Dhire dhire woh bhi majak wale memes bhejne lagi. Aur fir thoda bohut romance wale ya dosti wale.

Hamari shaadi 6 mahine ke gap se hi hui thi (uski mere baad hui thi). Tab se hi baat chit to hoti hi rehti thi. Dhire dhire maine naughty wale memes bhejne shuru kiye. Woh memes pe has deti par woh naughty wale memes nahi bhejti.

Woh jab hasti tab main ek related comment maar deta like “Nasib wala hai woh shauhar jo tumhe roj ache se dekh pata hai.” “Aaine ke samne saree badalti hogi to aaina bhi garam ho jata hoga.” “Kash main bhi tumhe kitchen mein aake piche se hug kar pata.”

Woh sirf has deti par reply kar ke sath nahi deti to baat sexting tak pahunchi hi nahi.

Fir ek baar office ke kaam se Pune jana hua. Woh Pune rehti thi aur main Mumbai. Maine plan bnaya ki Friday raat hi office ke baad Pune chala jaunga. Office ka kaam Monday ko tha.

Par jitna jyada time uske sath rahunga, utna jyada mauka milega kuch karne ka. Cousin ke hi ghar jana tha to wife ne bhi doubt nahi kiya. Main unke ghar around 11.30 ko pahuncha. thodi der hall mein bethe baatein ki.

Sakshi ne tshirt and pant pehan rakha tha. Fir hum sone ke liye uthe. wahan 2 room tha. Ek room mein Sakshi aur Hemant, dusre room mein unka 3 saal ka beta. Hemant apne room mein gaya. Sakshi mujhe dusra room dikhane leke gayi.

Sakshi (blanket nikalte hue): Ye lo chaddar, raat ko thodi thand hoti hai.

Main: Yaar, real mein to aur bhi cute dikhti ho. Hemant ke to maze hai.

Sakshi ne smile kiya. Woh room se bahar nikalte hue boli, “Chalo subah milte hai.”

Main: Kya yaar aaj bhi Hemant ke pas hi soo gi? (naughty tarike se)

Sakshi (haste hue): Hatt pagal. (aur bahar chali gayi)

Main room ko dekh raha tha itne mein woh wapas aai.

Sakshi: Subah naste mein kya khaoge?

Main: Tum saree pehan lena. Bas mera pet bhar jayega

Sakshi (giggle karte hue): Main khane ki baat kar rahi hu.

Main: Haan to main tumhe khaunga na.

Sakshi: Tum pagal ho gaye ho.

Main: Tumhe dekh ke.

Woh smile karte hue chali gayi. Subah utha to Hemant so raha tha, Sakshi kitchen mein nasta bana rahi thi. Wahi pant and tshirt mein thi. Usne mujhe notice kiya ki main kitchen mein aaya hu.

Sakshi: Uth gaye maharaj.

Main: Tumhari yaad ne sone hi nahi diya. (aur majak mein piche se usko hug kiya. Dono hath uske hath pe hi the).

Sakshi (elbow se pet pe marte hue): Lo shuru ho gayi inki aashiqui.

Main: (elbow se lagne hi acting karte hue): Ouch. Aese kon pyaar ka jawab maar se deta hai

Sakshi: Oh, Maharaj ko pyaar aa raha hai.

Main: Obviously. Tumhe dekh ke bohut jyada aa raha hai

Sakshi: Chalo nasta ready hai. Hemant bhi uthte hi honge.

Hum nasta leke hall mein gaye. Hemant bhi aaya. Hum nasta karne lage. Itne mein unka beta bhi aa gaya uth ke. Thodi der baatein ki. Fir bari bari se hum sab snan karne gaye. Pehle maine snan kiya. Fir Hemant ne. Fir Hemant room mein gaya ready hone to Sakshi jane lagi bathroom mein.

Main (dhire se): Jao jao. Shauhar ko control nahi ho raha. Tumhe dekhna chahta hai.

Sakshi ne mere pet pe punch kiya aur chali gayi. Main aur Raghav TV dekhne lage. Sakshi kab nikli aur room mein gayi pata hi nahi chala. Room se bahar aai tab Blue saree mein thi. Main usko dekhte hi reh gaya.

Usne bhi notice kiya meri aankhon mein chamak. Hemant bhi waha betha tha to maine kuch bola nahi. Bas dhire se lips se kiss ka ishaara kiya (Hemant piche ke side tha to notice nahi kiya). Sakshi smile kar ke room mein chali gayi.

Thodi der baad Sakshi kitchen mein lunch bna rahi thi. Hemant toilet mein gaya to main jaldi se kitchen mein gaya aur Sakshi to piche se hug kar ke neck pe ek kiss kar diya.

Sakshi (chonkte hue): Ye kya kar rhe ho?

Main: Bohut hi jyada khubsurat lag rahi ho to raha nahi gaya.

Sakshi: Pagal mat bno. Hemant bhi hai ghar pe.

Main: Woh toilet mein gaya hai. (aur maine ek aur neck pe kiss kiya aur side ho gaya)

Humne thodi si baat start ki aur Hemant aa gaya aur hum tino waha hi thodi bohut baatein karne lage. Dopahar ke time Hemant room mein laptop pe kaam kar raha tha. Main hall mein laptop pe kaam kar raha tha. Sakshi aai aese hi baat karne.

Sakshi: Chalo room mein chalte hai. Hemant bhi hai to baatein ho jayegi aur kaam bhi.

Jese hi woh jane lagi, maine uska hath pakda aur hath pe kiss kiya, romantic tarike se. Usne smile karte hue gaal pe dhire se thappad mara aur boli “Pagal.” Aur room mein chali gayi. Main bhi piche piche chala gaya.

Evening mein hum log Hall mein bethe the aur Raghav bhi TV dekh raha tha. Sakshi ne Hemant ko niche bheja kuch sabjiyan lane. Hemant niche gaya. Sakshi room mein gayi. Maine dekha Raghav TV mein busy hai.

Main bhi Sakshi ke piche piche chala gaya. Sakshi mirror ke samne khade hair set kar rahi thi. Maine wapas usko piche se pakad liya aur dono hath uske pet pe rakh diya. Usne apne hathon se mera hath pakad liya.

Sakshi: Pagal ho gaye ho.

Main: Tumne kar diya. (hum mirror mein ek dusre ko dekh rhe the)

Sakshi: Sab kehne ki baat hoti hai.

Main: Ab kese yakeen dilau meri maharani. (Aur itna bol ke uske neck pe ek kiss kiya)

Sakshi: Rehne do. Sab samajti hu tumhari baatein.

Main: Acha hai na. tum nahi samjhogi to kon samjhega. (aur neck pe wapas kiss kiya aur halka sa tongue se lick kiya)

Sakshi (slow pitch mein): Please mat kro na, Sunil. Raghav bhi hai ghar pe

Main: Woh cartoon mein busy hai.

Maine piche se uske hair side kiye aur shoulder pe kiss karne laga. Woh kuch boli nahi. To maine halka sa lick kiya. Fir hair ko aage ke side kiya aur uske neck ke piche kiss kiya.

Fir lick karte hue uske upper back pe gaya (blouse ki wajah se upar back khula tha). Back ko lick karte karte dono hath uske pet pe leke gaya aur ungli ko uski belly mein ghumane laga.

Sakshi (dhire se): Kya kar rahe ho Sunil?

Main: Bola tha na, saree mein khaunga tumhe. To taste le raha hu.

Sakshi: Mat karo na.

Main: Kyun acha nahi lag raha? (aur fir se back pe kiss karne laga)

Sakshi: Hmmmm

Main usse chipak ke khada ho gaya. Hair side mein the to neck pe kiss kiya. Hathon se belly pe khel raha tha. Dono hath ko slide kar ke dhire dhire upar la raha tha. Maine mirror mein usko dekha.

Usne mujhe dekha. uski saanse tej ho rahi thi. Kisi ne kuch nahi bola. Maine hath upar sarka ke uske blouse pe rakha. usne aankhen band ki. Maine halka sa boob dbaya aur neck pe kiss kiya. neck ko chatne laga aur boobs dbane laga.

Sakshi slim hai. Boob size 32B. Panty size 32 (jo mujhe next day pata chala). Slim girl, jo pyaar se baatein kre, thoda sharmaye, thodi submissive ho to mera dil aa jata hai. Fir care bhi aa jati hai.

Main uske boobs dabate dabate neck ko kiss kar raha tha aur chaat raha tha. Fir maine usko cupboard ke gate pe laga ke khada kiya. Aur pas mein hi room ka gate tha woh lock kiya. Maine uski aakhon mein dekha, woh mujhe dekh rahi thi.

Maine right hand uski kamar pe rakha aur left hand uske neck pe. Maine apne lips uske lips pe rakhe aur halka sa kiss kiya. Usne bhi same halka sa kiss kiya. Ab maine usko hug karte hue ek deep kiss kiya.

Usne bhi apne dono hath mere kamar ke rakh diye aur hug kar li.  Hum kiss karne lage. Main uske upper lips ko chusta, fir lower lip ko chusta. Fir dono lips pe kiss karta. Fir wapas upper lip and then lower lip.

Fir maine uske muh mein tongue dala. Uske tongue ko pakda aur chusa.  Kiss karte waqt mere hath uske kamar pe upar niche ghum rhe the. Kafi der passionately kiss kiya.

Uske dono hothon ko ache se chus raha tha, tongue ko chus raha tha. Woh bhi sath de rahi thi. Lip kiss karte karte main uske shoulder pe gaya. Shoulder pe kiss kiya. Lick kiya. Lick karte karte neck pe aaya.

Waha kiss kiya aur fir lick karte karte niche cleavage pe aaya. Normal blouse tha, deep neck nahi (jesa mujhe pasand hai) to jyada cleavage nahi dikh raha tha. Par jitna bhi skin dikh raha tha waha kiss karte karte pallu ko thoda side kiya.

Hath dono boobs pe rakh diye aur blouse ke upar se dbane laga. Thoda sa dabane ke baad pallu ka pin khola aur pallu ko niche giraya. Wapas hathon ko uske blouse pe rakh ke dbane laga aur neck and cleavage pe lick karne laga.

Boobs dabate dabate main knee pe betha aur uski belly pe kiss kiya. Usne dono hath mere balon pe rakh diye aur balon mein ungliyan ghumane lagi. Main uski belly ko lick karne laga.

Tongue ko uski belly mein ghumane laga aur hathon se boobs daba raha tha. Belly ko lick karte hathon ko niche leke aaya aur uske kamar se niche slide karte hue uski ass pakad li. Saree ke upar se ass ko dabate hue belly lick kar raha tha.

Uske pet ko lick karte karte hathon ko niche slide karne laga, uske pero pe. Hath niche leke gaya aur saree ko halka sa upar kar ke niche per pakad liye. Dhire dhire hath upar slide karne lage, saree upar hone lagi. Sakshi ne mera sar pakad liye aur boli

Sakshi: Sunil, please nahi.

Maine upar dekha, Sakshi mujhe dekh rahi thi. Uski aakhon mein dekh ke mujhe feel hua woh nahi karna chahti. To maine force nahi kiya. Main khada hua aur usko kiss karne laga. Kiss karte karte maine uske blouse ke button khole.

Usne grey bra pehni thi. Maine uska blouse ko dono side kiya aur piche hoke usko upar se niche dekhne laga. Bahut hi jyada pyaari lag rahi thi. Slim and sexy. Uski aankhon mein seduction tha. Woh bhi garam thi.

Usko bhi pyaar chahiye tha. Maine dono hath uski bra pe rakha aur boobs dbane laga. Uski lips pe kiss kiya aur fir bend hoke cleavage pe kiss kiya. Fir halke se uski left side wali bra niche ki to nipple dikha. Ek alag hi level ki khushi feel ho rahi thi.

Maine bra niche ki aur boob bahar nikala. Hath uske boob pe rakh ke dbaya. Nipples direct feel hue. Sakshi ko bhi acha lag raha tha. Woh bhi feel kar rahi thi mera touch. Uska boob dabate dabate main bed ke side pe betha aur usko meri godi mein bithaya.

Uska left boob muh mein liya. Usne mere sar ko pakad liya tha. Main left boob chusne laga. Nipple ko lips se pakda aur chusa. Kabhi pura boob to kabhi sirf nipple chus raha tha. Mujhe wese bhi A / B cup jyada pasand hai, compared to bade boobs.

Main left boob chuste hue right boob dba raha tha. Itne mein door bell baji. Hum jhatke se khade hue aur main turant bahar gaya. Main Raghav ko behlate hue gate ki aur gaya aur gate khola. Hemant hi tha.

Usko laga jese main Raghav ke sath hi masti kar raha hu. Main wapas aake Raghav ke pas beth gaya aur Hemant ko batlane laga taki Sakshi ko thoda time mil jaye. Itne mein Sakshi bahar aai. Usne saree sahi kar li. Usne Hemant ke hath se grocery bag liya aur kitchen mein chali gayi.

Acha feel ho raha tha itna pyaar kar ke. Abhi to aur time baki tha Sakshi ke sath. Raat bhi baki thi, agla pura din bhi aur agli puri raat bhi. Bahut kuch ho sakta tha, bohut kuch hua bhi.

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Hi readers. I’m Abhishek/Archana, and this is my first story on this site. Hoping to write more about my experiences here.

I’m 24 years old, have fair and smooth skin, 5’7, 68kgs, slim build with pink full lips. I have small man-boobs and a slightly bubbly ass, 4in cock and a clean hairless body, including my pubes and asscrack.

I often cross-dress and meet tops from dating apps. I wear salwars or sarees with kajal, glossy pink or red lipstick, earrings and long, silky and straight wigs.

This is the story of my encounter with a muscular, dirty lorry driver. It happened in April 2024. Hope you all enjoy it.

I was travelling to my friend’s wedding in Madurai from Chennai and left home around 4 pm. I always carry 1 or 2 pairs of salwars or sarees with a basic kit just in case I get an opportunity with a handsome top. You never know when. It just happens sometimes.

I stopped at a dhaba around 7:30 pm for dinner as I was hungry. I ordered fried rice with some gravy and sat at an outdoor table eating. A lorry soon pulled in, and out emerged the driver – a handsome, dark, muscular and hairy man in his mid-30s. He was in an old dirty baniyan and an equally dirty lungi.

Around 6ft tall, dark-skinned, muscular, thick black lips and sweaty, oily body – my kind of man. I was staring at him as he climbed out, walked in my direction, and sat on an adjacent table. I kept stealing glances at him as often as I thought wouldn’t be weird.

And a couple of times, I caught him looking at me, too – meeting each other’s eyes. He probably knew just by looking at me that I was a bottom with my smooth, fair skin and my obvious mannerisms. The next thing I knew, he got up from his table and came and sat opposite me at my table.

I stare blankly at him as he smiles and asks my name. We started talking, and I told him where I was going, and we were having small talk. I suddenly left his bare foot on my foot. I looked at him as I felt his foot, and he gave me a naughty smile.

That smile was so naughty and full of lust that I decided to let him have me. I’ve been pretty attracted to him, too, ever since I set eyes on him. I also reciprocated and gave him a naughty smile. I moved my feet on his feet, and we started playing footsie under the table.

Driver: You’re very pretty.

Me: Thanks. You are also very handsome. (blushing smile)

Driver: Do you want to come with me tonight?

Me: You like me so much, huh? (naughty smile)

Driver: Hmm, yes, very much. There’s a lodge nearby.

Me: Hmm, okay. I’ll come.

We left the dhaba, and I drove to the lodge and took a room. It was not a great room, but it was decent and clean enough. I had told him to come about 30 minutes later. I changed into the semi-transparent saree with a deep-neck blouse that I brought.

I put on my wig, clip-on earrings, kajal and pink glossy lipstick and was eagerly waiting for him. He came to the lodge and called me. I told him the room number, and he came up to the room so soon that I was sure he ran up as fast as he could.

I opened the door, and he was standing there staring at me. He didn’t expect that I would greet him in a slutty saree. I smiled and asked him to come in. He came in, and I closed the door and latched it. As I turned, he was close to me, grabbed me by my shoulders and pushed me against the door.

Me: Please, don’t be rough. I don’t like to be roughly handled.

Driver: Don’t worry, I’ll be very passionate

He leaned his face closer, his eyes looking at my pink full lips and my eyes looking at his thick black lips, until I felt his moustache on my nose and his lips pressed on mine. As soon as our lips met, I put my hands around his neck and hugged him tight, pulling his body onto mine.

I felt his lips open, and I opened my lips, too, and we locked lips. We were sucking each other’s upper and lower lips while his hands moved down from my shoulders down my body and grabbed my ass cheeks. This made our lower bodies press together.

I felt his massive hard cock inside his lungi pressing on my hard cock over my saree. Our cocks pressing together sent a current through my body. He slid his tongue into my mouth. I involuntarily raised my tongue to welcome his wet, grainy tongue.

We were soon licking and rolling our tongues together inside my mouth. Our wet lips were still sealed. I could feel our mixed saliva dripping off from the corners of my lips as we kissed deeply and passionately. His hands were parallel at play, sliding off my saree and petticoat and now unhooking my blouse.

My hands also went to work lifting his baniyan up and off. I placed my hand on his hairy chest and started to caress his manly body. Our lips were still busy. Soon, I was in just my panties, and he was in just his underwear.

We finally broke the long kiss, and I looked at his eyes and smiled. He smiled back. I deliberately let my tongue out and gave his lips a quick lick playfully and whispered to him –

Me: You’re a very good kisser, dear.

Driver: So are you, dear. Your lips are so tasty that I couldn’t stop kissing you.

Me: Shall we go to the bed then?

He instantly picked me up, carried me to the bed, and dropped me on it. He removed his old dirty underwear, and his big 7in cock sprung out. So black, veiny and hard. I was kind of in a trance as I watched him climb onto the bed, fully naked, and he slowly pulled off my panties.

All our clothes were in a pile on the floor. I saw him and smiled as he slid up over me. This handsome and naked lorry driver was now lying on top of me. His thighs on my thighs, his stomach on my stomach, his hairy chest on my man-boobs, and his 7-inch hard cock crossed on my 4-inch hard cock.

He looked into my eyes and whispered –

Driver: Your cock is hard. You seem to really like me.

Me: (I smiled and whispered back) Yeah, Anna. You are my kind of man. I really like you, especially your black lips and your big hard cock.

As I said that, he lowered his face, and our lips met again. I hugged him tight as our lips kissed and started to caress his back. We kissed more passionately this time. Our cocks were grinding together, our precums mixing and making a mess.

I was thrusting my pelvis up and down, grinding against his cock. He loved my thrusts and slid his tongue into my mouth again. Soon, our tongues were playing again as I tasted his tongue and his saliva, making me more horny.

He started thrusting, too, moving his hips up and down in sync with my thrusts. It was heaven for me. We kept frotting that way until I couldn’t hold on anymore and exploded all over his cock. Feeling my warm cum all over his cock, he also exploded within a few seconds.

Both our cocks and balls were covered in our mixed cum, sticky and messy. We were breathing hard, and our sweaty bodies were sticking together.

Me: That was amazing, Anna. (I whispered over his lips)

Driver: I loved rubbing cocks with you, too, dear. Shall we stay here all night?

Me: (smiling) Of course, Anna, I booked the room for the whole night.

Driver: Then I won’t let you sleep at all tonight.

Me: I have no intention of sleeping too. How can I sleep when you are here? (I smiled and said, caressing his hairy, sweaty chest with both my hands.)

I moved my hand to his back and hugged him, pulling him onto me for another deep kiss. And we fucked twice that night.