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Hey guys, I’m Arjun from Bangalore. I’m new to story writing, but I’m sure you won’t be disappointed.

I’m 20 years old, and I’m 5’8 “tall. I have an athletic, lean physique and a well-maintained body. (I play too much). As a young virgin guy (yep, I was a virgin), I was very horny every time, wanting to have sexual pleasure.

But guess what? I was a guy not giving a fuck about girls (actually, I was an introvert) and lived my life (not so, really). So, I had no female friends. But the urge had started; I wanted to have sex.

I was 20, so I had no money on me to spend on girls going to pubs. Luckily, I had been chatting with some girls on Reddit. I had met a girl who shared the same need. She was 24. Her name was Varshini (name changed). And she was also a virgin.

Then we agreed to meet in a hotel room. She booked it (yeah, my bad, I’m a broke student). The thing was, she had a peculiar request that we could only have oral sex. Well, desperate, I agreed. We met, and damn, she was so hot in real life compared to her pics. She was a bit shorter than me.

We lodged into the room, and we both were nervous. Breaking the ice, I hugged her as we entered, and we moved on to bed to relax ourselves. Well, it was our first experience course, and we were both nervous. We talked a bit about ourselves and had a good chat.

But the whole time, I was staring at her boobs and was really onto her. The best part about her was her eyes; they were really enchanting. She really smelled nice. I kissed her cheek and looked at her eyes. She looked at my red-pink lips and kissed my lips.

Wow, it was amazing, and it was my first kiss ever. Her lips were so soft that they felt like butter. We both fell on the bed and started to kiss each other. I sucked her soft, tender tongue, and then she bit my lips. I paused and bit her ear, and licked her neck.

She really liked it. I kissed her and licked her neck more. We were both turned on. My dick bulged, but alas, we had an agreement that the meeting was all oral.
I placed my hands on her ass and felt them really good. She was on top of me, kissing hard.

Then I woke up and pushed her. She lay on her back, and I placed my hands between her thighs. Her eyes glimmered. I started to rub my hands against her. I could sense her getting more aroused. Then I removed her black dress, and she was all in a black bra and bikini.

I opened the bra and saw two perfect round boobs. They were neither big nor small. I really like her boobs. I went near the side curvature of the boobs and smelled her; wow, she smelled freaking good. I licked her there and sucked that place, giving a mark on the place.

I went on and started to play with her boobs and lick below the nipples and tease her boobs. She was already too horny, and then I circled my tongue around the nipple. After teasing her, I put my mouth on her nipples and started to suck them. She gave little cute noises, turning me more horny.

After some time, I diverted my attention between her thighs. The bikini was already wet. I smelled her bikini and thighs. Then I slowly took my tongue and licked on her bikini. She shivered a little. I started to lick around her clothing. I could sense she was really enjoying it.

Then I removed her bikini. Then I pinched the top part of her pussy, exposing her clit. She moaned. I pinched it even more. She was really enjoying the pain. Then pulled her skin up and started to lick her clit. Using my tongue, I encircle the clit. She begged me to suck it. I started to suck it really well.

I could hear the watery noises as I sucked her pussy as she was wet. I was playing with her pussy. Then I stopped sucking and opened her pussy. I could see it. I sent my index finger inside; she felt good. Then, I pushed both my index and ring fingers inside. I faced my fingers downwards and started to press the pussy downwards. I started to rub sideways as I could.

I could hear her eyes roll up. Then, I turned my fingers sideways and started to make a pull action with both fingers. She was in ecstasy. After a sufficient amount of time, my main move finally came. I turned my fingers upwards and made them slant, pointing slightly upwards.

Then I started to pull my fingers, making a come-here action with my two fingers against the tight pussy walls. I guess I hit the spot for her. She was really moaning. After a few seconds, I increased my rhythm. She was really enjoying it. As I increased the rhythm, she became increasingly agitated.

She suddenly started to squirt. I removed my fingers and started to lick her pussy. She was squirting really hard and squirting my face, making me drenched. She took a few breaths and said she was really satisfied. Then she removed my pants.

I was already horny, and she could see the bulge. She took her tongue out and started to touch my penis head on underwear. I was shivering at this new feeling. Then she put her hand inside. Wow, that feeling was awesome. My dick was enjoying the foreign touches.

She took out my dick and saw the precum I had. She licked it. Then she slowly started to lick the head part. I was enjoying my first-ever blowjob. Then she slowly took all my dick inside her mouth. Wow, what a feeling it was. Her butter-like mouth was caressing my hard dick.

Then she started to move her mouth to and for licking all my dick like an ice cream. In between, she took intervals due to her gag but sucked my balls. It was a heavenly feeling. Then she started to increase her pace to give me a blowjob. She used her tongue to twist around my dick and play with it inside her mouth.

I was already near. I told her. She told me to cum in her mouth. As she was giving my dick a heavenly pleasant, I knew it was time. I held her head hard and cum into her mouth. After some 10 seconds, I left her and fell on the bed. She washed her mouth and came.

This was the best feeling I’ve ever had so far. She came to me and told me she liked my dick and enjoyed her bj. Then we cuddled for a bit, falling asleep half-naked in each other’s arms. We were tired and happy. Then, after some time, we woke up and got ready to leave.

I smacked her ass and kissed her goodbye. Technically I’m still a virgin as I didn’t fuck her. However, this experience was exceptional. This feeling was one I couldn’t come off easily. I needed this feeling to overwhelm me. The major thing I was happy with was how she was satisfied.

I knew that I wanted to see many women satisfied with what I did. It became a turn-on for me. Thus making me start a female hunt to make them sexually pleased.

Any females wanting to explore themselves in Bangalore sexually. I’m down for it. You can contact me at my email—@[email protected]. Don’t forget to give feedback, too.

Hi guys, this is part 2 of my earlier story. This part shows how I fucked my akka in her house after a massage and showered together.

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Me: Even if I see you naked, it will be within us. Don’t get tensed.

Akka: Dai poda. If someone finds out, I’m gone.

Her big boobs and her butt were in front of me without her nighty and petticoat. That scene was the best in my life. As she is chubby and fair, the round melons were inviting to be sucked and fucked.

She was lying in just her blue panty. I pressed her butt as part of the massage and massaged her legs too.

Akka: Dai, are you massaging only my butt or my legs?

Me: Just doing the hip massage.

Akka: It doesn’t look like that.

Me: They are big and beautiful. I just wanted to feel them.

Silently, I put my fingers between her legs, and my fingertips touched her pussy lips. She started to shiver and asked me to stop.

Akka: It’s enough, da. I told you not to touch my private parts.

Me: Just tell me. Do you like it? Or not. Is the massage helping?

Akka: Yes, da. It’s good, but I think it’s going too far.

Me: Don’t worry. I will help you.

She laid down and started to enjoy my massage.

Me: Is it okay to remove your panty? It’s getting oily too.

She nodded with a crooked smile and took her hand off her boobs, signaling a green light.

I removed her panty slowly and got a visual of her pussy, shining with her moody water flowing from it. The white water glistening in her hairy pussy with an elegant smell was pulling me near her.

I started to massage and slowly started to touch her pussy. She was enjoying and moaning. She was relaxed and was enjoying every touch as she was untouched by her husband for a long time.

Me: Akka, why is your pussy area so hairy?

Akka: Nowadays, I’m not maintaining it as it is not used much, da.

Me: Shall I maintain it for you? Do you have a trimmer?

Akka: Dai, your massage help is going far beyond.

Me: This is also a kind of help only.

Akka: hmm hmm.

She gave me her hubby’s trimmer, and I trimmed her hair completely. Her clean skin was shining with her pussy water.

Akka: Dai, don’t let your dress get spoiled by oil.

Me: What do you mean?

Akka: Why only me be naked? Remove your dress too. Someone may find out if oil spills on your dress.

I removed my t-shirt and tracks and was in my inner. She started to smile at me and asked to remove my inners too as oil might spill on it.

Me: Do you want to see your brother’s brother?

Akka: You have seen my parts and touched them.

Me: No. I haven’t touched your full parts. I haven’t touched your boobs yet.

She caught my hand and pulled me, keeping my hands on her boobs. I squeezed them and started to suck like a baby. She was enjoying it and pulled my undies. My rock-hard cock popped out, and she was shocked to see it because of its size.

Akka: I didn’t expect it to be so big. It’s rocky and long. Your future wife is surely lucky.

Me: If you want, you can be lucky too. If you wish, taste it.

She put my cock in her mouth and started to suck it like a lollipop. I was squeezing her boobs and pulling her nipples. Her big areolas were popping, and her oil-filled body was glistening. I hugged her and gave her a long lip kiss. She was holding my cock and giving a hand job all this time. I kept my mouth on her pussy and sucked it for 10 minutes. She was pushing my head towards her pussy and was moaning with pleasure.

She stood up and was in a bent position. I sucked her pussy from behind and was licking all the water coming out of it. She asked me to sit on the bed and started to suck my cock. She was biting it, thrusting it in her throat, and squeezing my balls with her hand.

Akka: I want to be a lucky woman. Put that inside my pussy.

Me: I don’t have a condom.

Akka: Dai. After my second son’s birth, I got a birth control operation done. So, you can fuck me without worries, and you can put your juice without fear.

I got my confidence for the full use of my cock and started to put my fingers in her pussy hole. She was moaning and begging me to fuck her.

Akka: Don’t make me beg more, da.

Me: Do you want it in the pussy or in the butt?

Akka: Why are you asking this?

Me: I like your butt more. I want to bite and put it in first.

Akka: Dai, first please with my pussy hole. It’s begging to be fucked. After that, you can put your thing anywhere.

Me: Today, you are fully mine.

I slowly pushed my cock into her pussy, which was so hot, and fucked her for 30 minutes and poured my juice into her pussy.

Me: Is your hole satisfied with my water?

Akka: Hm. Now you can go to your favorite hole.

I pushed my cock into her butt and started to ram it. It was her first anal, and she loved it. After a few minutes, she asked me to fuck her boobs. Wow!! They are big and soft, as my cock was fully into it as she was licking the cock top while fucking.

I sprayed all my cum on her face at last, and she started to taste it.

Akka: This is the best fuck after years, da bro. Come home regularly. We can have many massage sessions. I’m still horny.

I fucked her again and sucked all in her pussy and butt hole and went to bathe. Then she went to take a piss.

Me: I want to see you pee.

Akka: If you want, you can drink it too.

Me: Sure.

In a standing position, she lifted her legs, and I kept my mouth on her pussy. She peed, and I drank it. After that, we bathed and soaped together. In the shower, I again squeezed her and fucked her in a bent position.

After the bath, I dressed her up by helping her wear her bra and panty. While she was putting them on, I sucked her boob again and sucked her pussy too before she put on the nighty.

I left the house after that. And I still fuck her whenever I go there.

Disclaimer: This is based on a true story. The names of the characters mentioned in the following story have been changed to protect their identities.

Hi Friends, I am Kiran, currently 29 years old from Bangalore. If I had to describe myself, I am 5 feet 7 inches tall and have a good, fit body. My friends tell me I’m good-looking, and I’ve observed that girls often turn to look at me. it’s a God-given gift.

Now, I am about to tell you a true incident that happened in my life. I work as a field officer in an office. Back then, I was 24. Sometimes, if someone in the office took leave, I had to work in the office as well. One time, two madams suddenly quit their jobs in the office.

Then, one morning, I was conducting fieldwork until noon. After a week, one of them joined back. Her name was Chitra. She was good-looking, with a great figure – 38-30-36. The boss instructed me to teach her how to enter data into our system.

Our boss would rarely come, maybe once a day, for 10 to 15 minutes. Since the other employees were in the field, only the two of us were there. That day, her first day of work, I was teaching her data entry from morning. Then, our bodies touched slightly, but I didn’t pay much attention due to work tension.

When the two of us sat for lunch, we started talking. She told me she was married and had a child. Her husband was a bit of a drunkard, which is why she had come to work, sadly. By the end of the day, we exchanged our numbers.

At 11:00 p.m., I received a WhatsApp message. I checked who it was.

Chitra: Good night

Me: Good night. But Madam, haven’t you slept yet?

Chitra: My husband hasn’t come yet.

Me: Why?

Chitra: He must be drinking somewhere.

Me: What, Madam, if it’s like this, don’t you have any…?

Chitra: … Any what?

Me: Don’t you have any nighttime pleasure?

After 5 minutes, there was no reply from her. I thought I had spoken wrongly and was about to ask for forgiveness when a message came.

Chitra: No, maybe once or twice a month, that’s all.

Me: Your age?

Chitra: 21, she said.

Me: Don’t you have any desires, Madam?

Chitra: I do, but there’s nothing I can do. Okay, Madam isn’t needed, call me Chitra.

Me: Okay. Can I help you with anything?

Chitra: Like what?

Me: Come to the office tomorrow, and we’ll talk.

“I went to the office at 30 minutes past the hour. I requested Bandu to open the office. I called the boss to ask about today’s schedule, and he said he was out of the station today. He told me to stay in the office with Madam today. He would come and check on Madam’s work the next day.

I saw it as an opportunity, so I called Madam. By then, she was at the door. She was wearing a red saree, and she looked like an angel. Since it was the beginning of the month, there wasn’t much work to be done. Still, I told her to do some data entry and went for a smoke break.

When I came back after 10 minutes, Madam suddenly minimized something. I went closer and asked her to check if the entries were correct. I noticed a small mistake. I stood behind her, moved her hair aside, brought my hands forward, and showed her how to type correctly.

She leaned back into me. I corrected it and moved the mouse to open Chrome to send a mail. I was shocked to see a porn film playing. It was in the office sex category. I looked at her, and she lowered her head. I asked her if she needed any help last night.

She said, “Yes, I need it.”

I locked the office room door because otherwise, someone might come in. However, if someone looked through the gap, they could see the room. It was my first time having sex in the office. Also, I was worried she might change her mind. So, I started with a lip lock.

“No one had ever kissed me like that in my life for 10 minutes.” Then I started sucking her boobs. She was fully tempted. I pulled her saree down and went to unbutton her blouse. She said no, it would be difficult to get dressed again if someone came.

So, I sat her on the chair, lifted her saree, including her petticoat, and I was shocked. She wasn’t wearing panties. She was already ready. Her pussy was wet. I kissed her there for the first time. Her pussy was fully shaved. Her body trembled.

Then she said that after her husband, I was the first man to touch her. And yesterday, the moment she saw me, she became bold for me. She said, “I love you, dear.”

I, too, licked her pussy with my tongue. She said, “You are the first to lick my pussy.” She pressed my head to her pussy. For the next 20 minutes, I kept licking her pussy and squeezing her ass, giving her pleasure. Now she wanted something bigger inside her pussy.

So, she said, “Please, Kiran, put your dick inside, I can’t hold on anymore.” I said, “Won’t you suck my dick first?” She said, “Do it now, then I’ll suck yours.” I agreed. I pulled my pants and underwear down and made her sit on the table. I brought my dick to her pussy.

She stood there and said, “It’s bigger than my husband’s dick.” Her pussy was completely wet. In one go, I thrust it in hard, and it was all the way inside. She screamed, “Amma,” like she couldn’t believe it was so tight. For a minute, she stood still, hugging me tightly and scratching my back.

Slowly, I pulled it back and thrust it in hard again. Again, she said, “Aaaaaa,” but there wasn’t that much pain in her voice. Now, I started moving it back and forth slowly. She started lip-locking. I made the force stronger. After 4 to 5 minutes, she started saying, “Aah, do it, do it, this is all yours.”

She gave herself to me. After 15 minutes, I was about to cum. She had already come twice. I said, “My juice is coming.” She said, “Let it out inside. I want that juice. Please let it out.” I cum inside. For 10 minutes, we were tired, so we hugged each other. Then I pulled it out.

She went to the toilet and came back. I went and came back. She said, “Please, plan one day at your house. I want to be with you naked for 24 hours.” I said okay. Then, that day at the office, we did it 3 more times. We finished our work at the same time.

The next part takes place at my house. It’s even more interesting because that day she brought her friend with her. When I asked why, she said, “I can’t tell them at home that I am going on a tour alone. That’s why.” What happened next? Please wait for it.

Please let me know your thoughts and opinions. If any girl or woman is looking for someone safe and secure to have sex or a healthy relationship, you can mail me at [email protected].

Life has been stagnant since that fateful day in 2018 for Swati. She returns home from work. A teacher at a nearby all-girls school, her work is the primary source of her entertainment.

Widowed back in 2018, Swati and her son, Pratyush, had a tough time making peace with this fact. But as time passed, some wounds started to heal. Pratyush grew older and farther away from his widowed mother. She surrendered herself to her work.

As a teacher at an all-girls institution, she was well respected and satisfied. Well, that may not be the complete truth. She was a loyal wife when her husband was alive, and why wouldn’t she be? They had a stable life, a son, and a healthy relationship with intimacy.

But with a loss of such magnitude, some wounds will never fill, and pleasure was one such thing for Swati. A lot has changed in her behaviour towards her son and her students. A very jovial mother had now turned irritable, and it had to be released somewhere.

Pratyush had to move on to his new life, a young adult’s life. To find a new footing for himself, he moved out of the town. He settled in a city with his job. He would often hop back home whenever vacations rolled around to stay with his mother.

However, this particular time, it had been a long time. Pratyush was working very hard. He had climbed the corporate ladder while undergoing a physical transformation simultaneously. He was leaner and looked far more mature. Some might say he had started to take on his father’s features.

Swati opened the door. She hugged her son immediately after seeing him, giving him a warm, tearful hug. This poor woman was all alone, without her son nearby. The day passed by as Swati didn’t leave her son even for a minute and kept on talking to him endlessly.

But as the night rolled around, there was a certain silence in the house. Swati looked at her son. Now, all the excitement of meeting him had started to extinguish. She noticed those changes. Her son looked different yet familiar; at the same time, it felt different.

It had been so many years since Swati felt something of this kind. Her son stepped out of the bathroom, just a robe around his waist. He walked towards his room, his mother never leaving him out of her sight. It was time for bed, and Swati invited Pratyush to give her company for the night and sleep next to her.

Pratyush was never the kind of guy who lusted over his mother. So, when she showed up in her pink nightie with a deep cut in the centre, he was indifferent. But not for long.

Swati lay next to her son. Her tits, big and curvaceous, sagged down and squeezed against each other. Pratyush was shaken. Both mother and son had taken off their glasses. As they slept, Swati’s hand fell on her son’s chest. A dreamy Swati woke up drowsy and saw her son’s face.

In the intoxication of that feeling she felt before, her body compelled her to get closer. That is what she did, but this time, her hands made their way to his pants. Out of muscle memory, she entered the pant and kept her hand over her son’s dormant cock.

Pratyush felt a sudden tingle across his body, and that shock woke him up. To his surprise, his mother had crossed a line, and he began to get excited. A growing cock and goosebumps across the body were soon going to escalate as the hardening cock was grabbed by Swati mid-sleep.

Trying to come closer to her son, who was now completely out of control. Pratyush pulled Swati and kissed her. Such sudden movement woke Swati up.

“What are you doing, Pratyush?!” She exclaimed

And looking down at her holding that big cock, she pulled her hand back
“What!”

Puzzled, Swati was in shock, but he was in no mood to stop. He pulled her closer and started to lay kisses on her face. Swati resists and resists until she gives in. Her son’s arms are all over her head, pulling her closer and kissing her. Now, with his tongue licking those lips that have not been touched in so long.

But then Swati puts her hand inside his pants and pulls out her son’s cock. It is big, slightly bigger than her husband’s, and she starts jerking it off. Through all this, Pratyush is in 6th heaven. He can’t believe what is happening. His hands also start to squeeze all those curvy assets on his mother’s frame.

His hands maul and grope those saggy tits over her nightie and pull the neck apart to tear it from the middle to expose them. He doesn’t waste a second to start biting those nipples. His mother has now started to pull him towards her burning chest, all while moaning.

The son grabs his mother’s tits and squeezes them. After that, he starts to wander lower and lower, now playing with ass cheeks. He cuts both of them with his hands and lifts his mother to make her sit on top of him. Facing her son with her tits out, all while his hands are on her asscheeks.

Swati gets wet, so wet that her nightie has a wet spot which Pratyush lifts and puts his finger inside. A wet and smooth pussy that is hairy on the outside. When he pulls out, he sees his finger dripping with all the juices that Swati has had for all these years.

Pratyush’s POV:

Aah, her moans fill the room as you prepare to fuck her. Your hands, now liberated, start to spank and pinch your mother’s tits and ass. You lay her down and place your cock at her pussy gates. Those tight pussy lips welcome you as your thick long cock makes way.

As you enter, your mother starts shedding her liquid all over the place. She is squirming and squirting all over the place as you start to slowly fuck her. You bend down and start biting her lips and kissing her wildly while her long nails scratch your back.

With every thrust of your cock, it feels like she grips you harder. Every time you try to ram your cock in deep, she gets an orgasm. Her tight pussy feels like a virgin hole, and now the beast is unleashed. She takes command after a while and demands to ride your cock.

She sits up straight and starts to grind on your dick, then jump on it. It appears that she has found a new life, and she doesn’t wish to give it up anytime soon. Beads of sweat form all over your body, and the room gets warm and sultry. The smell across the room is that of sex.

The act of incest goes on for another hour. Swati demands to fuck her harder. You comply and start fucking her as if she is a street slut, pushing your cock deep, slapping her, spanking her and mauling her every inch. Soon you start cumming.

Swati, like the slut she is, slams herself close. She pushes your cock deeper and deeper, taking every bit of that seed in her pussy. Both of you fall exhausted. When you wake up in the morning, your mother is sleeping right next to you, your limp cock still inside her and cum dripping out.

Both your bodies are full of red bruises as you try to pull your cock out. But your sleeping mother doesn’t let you move. She wants more.

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My name is Akhil. I’m from the southern part of india. The main characters in the events are me (M24), my friend Suhail (M22), my mother, Sheela (F43), and my friend’s mother, Jannat (F42).

Suhail and I have been friends since childhood, as we are from the same locality. We studied in the same school and worked in an institute as professors. As we live in the same locality, our family knows each other well.

In my house, it’s just the two of us, my mother and me. My father died when I was very young. Since then, my mother has been taking care of me all by herself. Suhail’s family consists of his father, Amir. He owns a supermarket in the city. His mother is a housewife.

Both of us are single children in our families.

Talking about myself, I’m a somewhat clumsy person who doesn’t care about appearance and is insecure. I’m 5’11 “, slim, and dark brown. On the other hand, Suhail is a charming person whom anyone would want to be friends with. He is 6ft tall, brown in colour, with an athletic physique.

His family has helped us a great deal during our struggles, and I even secured a professor’s job with their recommendation. The head of the institute is his father’s friend. We are always in debt for that.

Suhail was the main lecturer, and I was an assistant lecturer there. Due to this, he always thinks low of me. I also know that Suhail is good with women. There are even rumours that he has fucked some of our student’s mother.

One fine evening, I was closing the classrooms. I heard a noise from one of the rooms at the end. I was curious about who must be there. I just peeped through the door as it was not locked. It was very dark in there.

It took me a while to understand who it was. It was Suhail’s voice. But there was one more person in there. In that darkness, with some difficulty, I recognised it was one of the students’ mothers. Then, I started listening to their conversations.

Suhail: You know what to do.

Lady: But you will add my son to the special lecture, right?

Suhail: You don’t have to keep reminding me of that. Kneel and suck it.

Then with some hesitation, she took his cock in her mouth and started sucking it. While peeping, by mistake, I moved the door slightly, which made a bit of a noise.

Lady: I heard a noise. Is there someone out there?

Suhail: There’s no way someone comes here at this hour. You keep on sucking it.

Within a few minutes, he cum in her mouth. Then they started dressing. So I left the place and went home. After an hour, I received a call from Suhail. I panicked that he may have noticed me standing at the door. Then I picked up the call.

Me: Hey, Suhail. What’s up?

Suhail: Can we meet now? Come to the park rn.

Me: What happened?

Suhail: Nothing. I just wanted to discuss a few things. Can you come there?

Me: Ya, sure. I will be there in a minute.

I was not sure if he had noticed me at the classroom door or not. I reached the park within a few minutes. He was already there waiting for me. He was in a bit of a serious mood. He came close to me.

Suhail: Did you watch it?

Me: What are you talking about?

Suhail: You know what I’m talking about. I saw you at the door.

There was a few seconds of silence. Then he said

Suhail: Okay, listen. Please don’t tell anyone about this. What you saw there, forget about it.

Me: How can I forget it? You were doing such a thing with a parent in our institute.

Suhail was silent for a few seconds, lost in thought.

Suhail: Do you want to fuck her?

Me: What?

Suhail: The lady you saw in the classroom with me. Do you want to fuck her?

I was frozen by hearing it. He repeated it twice. I was a virgin till then and was always jealous of him from the beginning. All the girls wanted to be friends with him. But no one talks with me.

So I agreed to have the women. The trade was never to discuss the incident I witnessed in the classroom. In exchange, he will arrange for the fucking session for me.

The next day, he spoke with the woman and persuaded her to accept it. He booked a room for us in a nearby hotel. He arranged the whole thing and left the place. I reached the place by the time he said. I waited for almost 20 minutes, then she came.

She is one of my student’s mothers (F33). She was wearing a blue saree with a sleeveless blouse. I was flattered by her beauty. Then we went to our room, closed the door and looked at her. She is 36-30-38 with round and not saggy boobs, white-toned and 5’6ft.

I asked her if she was okay with what we were going to do. She said she was okay with it. Then we started kissing each other. She smooched for a few minutes. Then we stripped each other naked. I was scanning her whole body and was into it.

She became shy and told me not to stare and to do what I wanted. Then I told her to suck for me. She took my cock in her hand. Gave it a few strokes and started to suck the tip. Then she took the whole in her mouth. I was in heaven. It was a new feeling for me. Something I can’t say in words.

In a few minutes, I came into her mouth. She swallowed the whole cum and sucked the remaining dripping cum in my cock. I asked her to lay down, and I put my finger in her pussy and started moving it. She started to vibrate in pleasure and cummed in a few minutes.

Then I positioned myself to fuck her in missionary. As it was my first time, I found it difficult to enter. Then she guided me, positioned the cock in her entrance and told me to push myself to her using hip thrust. I did as she said, and half my cock entered her pussy.

I stayed in that position for a minute. Then pulled it back and thrust it deep in her as my whole cock entered her pussy. She moaned in pleasure, and I started to fuck her at a medium speed. As the moment of fucking, her breast was jiggling which was a feast to watch.

Within a few minutes, I was about to cum. I pulled out and cummed on her face. Then she sucked off the remaining cum from my cock. We fucked for 4 times. She enjoyed the atmosphere of being with me and felt comfortable around me. Before leaving, we exchanged our contact information for our further meetings.

We then fucked whenever we got time. Mostly I spend the whole night with her and go directly to the institute. This became a daily routine. I just went to get food and other things for my home. I was not able to talk to my mother properly. Things went on like that.

Due to our meetings, Suhail and I were not able to meet as often as we used to. We see each other at the institute and share a smile. But behind that smile, there was something I didn’t expect from him. As I said, he always thinks low of me. Now that I have stolen one of his women as well.

I even started to excel at the institute. My confidence was boosted, and I started performing well in the institute. These things hurt his ego very badly. All these things happened because of one of his carelessness and the fear of getting caught.

Behind my back, things were getting heated between my mother and Suhail, which I was not aware of. I later came to know about it. I will post the rest of the incidents in the upcoming parts based on the responses I get from this part. I hope you’re excited about the next parts.

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I apologise for the delay in posting this part. I will try to post one at least every month. New readers, please read previous parts for better understanding.

The next morning, once everyone had left, I finished my household chores and showered. Jeeva came home by 11.00 am.

Me: Hey Jeeva, Come. What happened, and where did you go last night?

Jeeva: I drove Auto the entire night, and now I am feeling some body pain.

Me: (I held his shoulder and asked) Why?

Jeeva: No Idea. I think your massage will solve it.

Me: Then go and refresh first; meanwhile, I will come with the coconut oil.

When I reached his room, he was lying on his chest, showing butt towards the roof. I went slowly near him and squeezed some oil on his butt crack.

Jeeva: Bhabhi… I am feeling pain, but you’re playing with my butt, ah? Please, Bhabhi, massage me.

Me: What work did you do to get this much body pain?

Jeeva: I need to pay my Auto rent this week. What can I do, Bhabhi?

Me: You are right, but you need to take a good amount of rest once after you have driven in bed.

Jeeva: I will try to catch up on yesterday’s sleep today.

Me: Good, then.

I sat on the left-hand side, near his head, and squeezed a little oil on his bare back here and there. I started to do a gentle massage. He adjusted his face towards the pillow and put his right hand over my right thigh. He kept moving his body toward me, and I gently massaged his shoulder.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, please give more care to the right shoulder, as there is heavy pain.

Me: Hey, I couldn’t massage your right shoulder properly. I will come to that side and wait.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, no, no. Wait. I will help you.

Jeeva adjusted, made both my thighs a pillow for him, and tied both hands around my hips. I felt like I was breathing heavily.

Me: Hey Jeeva, what are you doing?

Jeeva: Now, I feel so comfortable with this sponge pillow. Ha ha.

I pinched his hips.

Jeeva: Ah..Ah… Bhabhi. I will also pinch your hips.

He crushed my left hip with his right hand.

Me: Jeeva, I can’t do anything if you’re doing this.

Jeeva: I won’t do anything if you massage me.

Me: Good, then.

He was lying on my thighs like a good boy. But whenever I bent over his back to reach his hips, he spotted a kiss on my belly button over my blue saree.

Me: Hey Jeeva, why are you kissing there?

Jeeva: Bhabhi, it is just a small kiss. What happened to you because of that?

Me: No, Jeeva, please don’t kiss there while massaging.

Jeeva: Sure then, Bhabhi, tell me where I need to kiss you, (he asked while placing his hand over my left boob)

Me: You told me you have body pain. I think you have some other pain, not body pain. (I told while pushing his hand away from my boob in playful)

Jeeva: You are always clever at understanding my feelings or pain, my dear Bhabhi.

Me: Seriously? Not now.

Jeeva: Yes, why not now? You don’t like me?

Me: No, not like that (I beat on his shoulder and told him) you were looking so tired, you must take some rest. Jeeva listen to me. We will do it after some time, not now, my man.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, not like that. Yes, I drove an auto last night, but still, I am strong, if you want, you can test it.

Me: Test? What test? (I smiled at him while massaging his cock)

Jeeva: Yes, you guessed it, I have a plan for that.

Me: What plan?

Jeeva: Treat that place well, if I lost because of your massage or some playful things, I will sleep.

Me: Good, then. (I am rushing to my massage speed)

Jeeva: Wait… wait… If I am not cumming by that time, mean?

Me: Means?

Jeeva: I will win. If so, then I will massage you.

Me: Oh.

Jeeva: Yes, and one more thing?

Me: What is that?

Jeeva: I will tell you once you’ve done your massage.

Me: Okay then, (I have started to pour more Oil over his cock)

Jeeva: Bhabhi, wait, wait. What are you doing? Is this a massage women’s costume?

Me: Then?

Jeeva: Stay only in your bra and panty.

Me: Oh, (I am stunned to look at him.)

Jeeva: What? Do it, my dear Bhabhi. (he was telling me with a flirty look)

Me: (While removing my saree and petticoat) What is this Jeeva? Why are you looking like that? If it goes like this, you need to massage me.

Jeeva: Ha. Ha. Why Bhabhi?

Me: No, damn. You were looking like that.

Jeeva: I always eagerly look at you like this, whenever you were crossing me.

Me: Is it? (I jeering towards him)

Jeeva: Yes, if no one is in this home, I will fuck you for an entire day and night because you are that gorgeous woman.

I was standing in front of him with only a bra and panties.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, Your beauty tempts me like this.

Me: Is this costume right, sir?

Jeeva: Yes, Madam. The costume was right, but the color was wrong. It should be white or rose in color.

Me: Sorry, sir, I will wear it next time. Please excuse me now.

Jeeva: Yes, please go ahead, Madam. I set the alarm for 15 minutes and your time starts now.

When I poured Oil over his dick, it was quite small. I took Oil in one hand and touched his dick. I moved his foreskin backwards with another hand, crushing his straight bulb and balls with my palm.

Within a minute, his dick started to increase in size, more than enough size to make a woman enjoy and feel his actions.

Jeeva: Bhabhi… Bhabhi….Ayyoo.

Me: What happened da? (Asking him while spreading Oil all over his dick)

Jeeva: What are you holding in your hand? It touched me very softly.

Me: Is it?

Jeeva: Yes, Bhabhi. I felt like a flower touching my dick.

Me: (I started to shake and give a gentle massage to his dick) Do you need me to speed up?
Jeeva: No… Bhabhi.

I had increased the speed of my playing with my left hand while caressing his nipples with my right hand. Then I moved my hand towards his face. He was moaning like anything.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, Jaya Bhabhi, Jaya…

I moved my right hand further to reach his hair.  I caressed his hair and bent my face to give lip lock, but his mobile rang.

Me: Who is this?

Jeeva: No one, it’s an alarm, and I am still in control.

Me: Which Means?

Jeeva: Means you lost this game. Hahaha.

He was laughing like anything. I felt ashamed.

Me: Oh. No.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, it is my turn.

Me: No, Jeeva, please.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, remove your black single pieces right now. I need to care for you. (He got up while filling Oil on his palm) Bhabhi quickly.

Me: Jeeva, no, I have some work to do in the Kitchen right now. Please leave me da.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, you should think about these things before you accept the test, and you can’t leave in between. Now it’s my turn. Please allow me to do as I please.

Me: Hey Jeeva, if you massage me, I have to bathe again; I have some work I can’t do now.

Jeeva: You can do those things in the evening also, now lay on your boobs bhabhi, please. I want to start from the back.

I understood his eagerness to massage me. I obeyed his words and lay on the floor. He widened my legs, and I felt he was kneeling in between my thighs.

Me: (Adjusting myself on the pillow)

He squeezed Oil all over my back and my well-shaped butt and placed both hands sides of my waist.

Me: Sh. Sh. Sh… Jeeva…

He did not consider anything, roamed his hand all over my back, and finally reached my butt.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, I want to tell you something, you have a big ass.

Me: Yes, Jeeva. It became huge once after my pregnancy. I needed to exercise to get my body in shape.

Jeeva: Oh, but people are telling ass sizes because of more bang.

Me: Hey, no. Not like that.

Jeeva: Oh, okay. Look how it is moving.

Me: Really?

Jeeva: Yes, it’s huge; I couldn’t manage this even with two hands.

Me: I think you are also like my butt, ah? (asking this question while thinking about Ram Uncle)

Jeeva: You are also means?

Me: Nothing, I just asked da.

Jeeva: Oh, okay. (His hand was playing with my butt)

Me: (whining) Do it slowly, da.

He kissed all over my neck as much as possible from neck to waist and moved towards my butt crack.

Me: Hey Jeeva, no. no.. stop right there. (While he started to kiss my butt crack and try to reach Butt hole)

Me: Idiot. (He did not kiss, but his fingers touched that hole, I moaned) Hey, Jeevaaa.

Jeeva: What happened to you, Bhabhi?

I was moaning. His hand made me so horny. He joined my widened legs and started to rub his middle fingers from my butt hole to my pussy. Really, I am in heaven for his every rubbing move. He pushed his right hand between my thighs and rubbing my juicy pussy lips.

Me: Oh. OMG. Jeeva. Jeeva. Please do it, my dear. Please. (I continue my moaning)

Jeeva: Bhabhi. Bhabhi. (He called, but I could not hear him properly.)

Me: Hmm.

Jeeva: Please lay on your back.

Me: What? (still in the same position)

Jeeva: Lay on your back, Bhabhi. You don’t want me to massage your tits, ah?

Me: Hmm. (I struggled to turn around, but he helped.)

Jeeva: Oh my god, what a view is this, Bhabhi?

I felt. I lay on my back with my widened hands and legs.

Jeeva: You’re giving me an aerial view of you. Oh, I can’t control myself, bhabhi, if I see you like this.

He joined my widened legs, bite on my navel and pussy lips, and then started to pour Oil all over my assets.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, this one oil bottle is not enough to massage you. If you let me, I will pour an entire bottle over you, much more.

He knelt near my right side waist so that he could reach my pussy and boobs easily. Then slowly spread oils over my beauty assets from my neck, shaking boobs, and then pussy.

Me: (Heavily breathing)

He kissed my earlobe while his hand rubbed over pussy lips, and another played with my nipples. My breastmilk was mixed with Oil over my boobs and his hands. While moaning, he caught my horny lips with his.

I dragged him towards me and bit his lips. Yes, I reached my first orgasm of the day. His entire right hand filled with cum, and tapped over my pussy lips. I was trying to get up, but I was locked him.

Jeeva: Bhabhi… You are lost.

Me: Jeeva. fuck me. Please fuck me. fuck me like anything, man, come.

Jeeva: You lost Bhabhi, give me a treat.

Me: I will give it later, now please fuck me.

I bite his lips while holding his cock in my hand and dragging him towards my pussy. He came over to me. I rubbed his cock on my lips.

Jeeva: Bhabhi, I think you’re horny like anything.

Me: You’re the reason for that, so now do it and reduce my heat.

Jeeva: With your order, Madam Bhabhi.

He widened my legs and pushed his cock inside of my pussy.

Me: Oh. Jeeva. Jeeva..

Without waiting for another second, he started to increase his speed. I was in the supermoon.

Me: Oh my dear guy, what man you are. How did you develop such a strong desire for me, and why?

I was moaning like this, but his full focus over my pussy, boobs, and some time on my lips. I reached my 2nd orgasm within 15 minutes, and he felt it and increased speed. Furthermore, OMG, what play is he doing? Then he also jerked his first round and fell over me. We slept.

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Hello, main aapka Pratap aaj apni pehli kahani likh raha hoon. Asha rakhta hoon ki yeh aapko bahut pasand aayegi. To zyada deri na karte hue hum kahani pe aate hain.

Yeh kahani ek sachchi hai, aur yeh mere saath ghati ek sachi ghatna se hai. Kahani mein main, yaani Pratap, 27 saal ka hoon, average body aur height 5’8″ hai, mere lund ka size 7.5″ lamba aur 2.5″ mota hai. Meri patni ka naam Pratima hai; ek dum patakha maal hai. Uske bade-bade stan aur must body figure 34-28-34 hai. Aur meri saas ki umar 43 hai, lekin vah abhi bhi ek dum fit aur must body figure hai.

To ab kahani mein aate he…

Meri parivar mein mere ma-baap nahi hain. Mera chacha ne mujhe padhaya, likhaya, aur bada kiya. Ab main dusre shahar mein akela rehta hoon aur main apna khud ka business karta hoon, Surat, Gujarat mein. Meri arranged shaadi hui thi 2018 mein, aur ek dum must life set hai. Meri sexy patni mujhe bahut hi pyaar karti hai, aur hamari sex life ek dum must hai. Hum roz-roz nayi-nayi positions mein sex karte hain aur roleplay bhi karke apni fantasy puri karte hain. Ek dum must life thi.

Lekin hamein bachcha nahi ho raha tha. Is vajah se Pratima bahut hi stress mein thi. Hamari shaadi ko karib 4 saal ho gaye the. To vah aur main bahut hi tension mein the. Baad mein hum dono ne medical test karvaye, to pata chala ki kami Pratima mein hi thi. So, vah kabhi maa nahi ban sakti thi. To maine use kaha ki, “Hum anathalay se bachcha adopt karte hain.” To vah bahut gussa ho gayi aur mana kar diya. Mere saas ki umar 43 hai, aur vah akeli rehti thi. Wo widow thi, so unko maine Pratima ko sambhalne ke liye mere ghar bula liya.

Aur unko sari baat batayi. Maine aur vah bhi thodi udas ho gayi. Maine raat ko Pratima ko bahut hi samjaya, lekin vah bahut hi udas thi. Fir hum so gaye. Dusre din subah mein wapis wo hi baat, aur Pratima ka rona chalu hi tha. Maine saas se kaha ki, “Aap hi apni beti ko samjao, hum bachche ke liye kuch aur sochte hain, bas aap inko abhi shant karo.” Fir main office chala gaya. Raat ko jab main ghar aaya, to thoda normal tha. Hum ne saath mein khana khaya, aur main apne room mein chala gaya.

Saas dusre room mein soti thi, ghar ka kaam nipta ke Pratima bhi room mein aa gayi. Vah aayi to thodi khus thi, to maine usko apni baho mein liya aur kiss karne laga. Bahut hi lip-to-lip kiss ki, aur saath mein maine uski nighty mein hath dalke uske ball press karta raha. Dono bahut hi charge ho gaye. Maine uske sare kapde nikal ke uske bade-bade ball ko apne muh mein bhar ke chusne laga.

Fir dhire-dhire uske armpit ko apni jibh se chatke maja leta raha. Fir uski navel mein apni ungli ferte ferte uski panty ke andar hath dalke uski chut ko sahlane laga. Aur fir dhire-dhire uske pav ke pass baithke uske pav ki ungliyon ko apne muh mein bhar ke Pratima ki foot ka ras pita raha. Bahut hi maja aa raha tha. Fir vah khadi ho ke mujhe pura nanga kiya, aur mujhe bed pe dhakka deke mere muh par apni chut aur gand rakh kar baith gayi. Aur main apne jibh nikalkar uski chut aur gand chatne laga.

Karib 10 minute chatne ke baad vah jhad gayi, mere muh par hi apni chut ka pani nikalne lagi. Maine bhi use pina shuru kiya, udhar mera lund bahut hi tight hoke khada tha. Pratima ne usko hath mein leke hila rahi thi, aur saath mein gotiya se bhi khel rahi thi. Thodi der baad, lund muh mein leke must chus ne lagi, jese ice cream kha rahi ho. Maine bhi thodi der maja leke utha, aur uske muh se lund nikal ke usko main lip-to-lip kiss karne laga.

Vah mere muh mein thuk nikalke dip kiss karne lagi. Aur maine niche apna lund uske chut pe set kiya, aur ek jor ka dhakka lagaya. Aadha lund chut mein ghusa diya, vah bahut hi chillane lagi. Fir maine wapis dhakka mara, aur pura lund chut mein sama gaya. Vah chilla rahi thi, aur main ab dhakke pe dhakke mar ke usko pel raha tha. Karib 20 minute baad, main jhad gaya, aur hum ek dusre ko lipat kar 15 minute tak ek dusre ko kiss karte rahe. Fir saath mein bathroom gaye, aur nahaya. Fir wapis aake bed pe ek dusre ko lipat kar baat karne lage.

Main: Aaj tumhe khus dekh kar maja aaya.

Pratima: Achchaa ji?

Main: Batao, na, aaj kya baat hai? Subah mein to bahut udas thi tum.

Pratima: Ek baat sochi hai maine, bachche ke liye.

Main: Are wah, batao jaldi.

Pratima: Nahi, abhi nahi. Main aapko kal baat karke bataungi.

Main: Kis ko baat karke bataogi, aur kya? Please batao mujhe, ab raha nahi jata.

Pratima: Please, aapko meri kasam, abhi aap kuch nahi puchhoge. Main aapko kal shaam ko pakka bataungi. Abhi main aapko kuch nahi bata sakti.

Main: Thik hai, tumhari kasam. Bas tum khus ho, wohi mere liye sab kuch hai, aur kal shaam ko tum mujhe bataogi, to thik hi hai.

Baad mein hum so gaye. Subah mein jag ke, apne office gaya, aur raat ko hi wapis aaya. Ghar ane ke baad, saath mein humne khana khaya. Usi doran, maine dekha ki Meena, yaani meri saas, mujhe bahut hi smile karte karte baat kar rahi hai. Maine sab ko puchha, “Aaj kya baat hai?” To Pratima ne bataya ki, “Kuch nahi, bas aise hi.” Fir khana khake, main apne room mein jake Pratima ka intezaar kar raha tha, aur kal ki baat ka javab bhi jo lena tha usse.

Thodi der baad, Pratima aayi, aur maine usko apne baho mein bhar ke kiss kiya. Vah bhi mera saath dene lagi. Aur thodi der kiss karne ke baad, maine usko puchha ki, “Kal ki baat ka javab do.” To vah thodi ruk ke mujhse alag huyi, aur dusri taraf muh karke boli:

Pratima: Ji, humne bachche ka hal nikal liya hai.

Main (khus hoke): Are wah! Batao woh kya hai, jaldi batao.

Pratima: Woh… woh…

Main: Woh woh kya kar rahi ho? Batao na yaar…

Pratima: Woh meri mummy se bachcha hoga ab. (Aur vah dusri taraf apna muh karke bed pe baith gayi)

Main: Kya, ye kaise ho sakta hai? Tum ye kya majak kar rahi ho??

Pratima: Main koi majak nahi kar rahi. Main aur mummy kal hospital gaye the aur mummy ka report karvaya. Vah ek dum fit hai pregnant hone ke liye.

Main: To usmein kya hua, aur ab usko pregnant ho ke samajh mein kya karvana hai? Tum dono maa-beti bokhla gaye ho kya?

Pratima: Aap ek minute shaant ho jao, aur please meri baat suno.

Main (shaant hote hue): Thik hai, bolo.

Pratima: Main kal subah bahut hi udas thi, aur ro rahi thi. Tab mummy mere paas aaye, aur usne mujhe bahut hi samjaya, aur bahar se baby adopt karne ko kaha. To maine wo mana kiya, aur bola ki, “Kuch bhi ho jaye, bachcha Pratap ka hi hoga. Uske liye mujhe kuch bhi karna hoga, woh karungi.” Fir thodi der baad, mummy ne mujhe bataya ki agar tumko tumhara hi khun wala bachcha chahiye, to koi lady ko apne paas bhade lana hoga, aur usko pragnant karke hi bachcha peda kar sakte ho.

Uski baat se mujhe thoda gussa aaya, lekin dusra koi rasta bhi to nahi tha mere paas. Fir maine ek baar meri mummy ko achhe se dekha. Vah thi 43 ki, lekin lagti 30 ki thi. To maine unko puchha iske liye. Pehle to vah mana kiya. Fir mere bahut hi jor dene ke baad vah man gayi. Maine unko ye bhi bataya ki agar tum ye kar dogi, to apna vansh ek hi khoon ka rahega. Aur kisi ko pata bhi nahi chalega ki ye mera bachcha nahi hai.

Main: Tum dono maa-beti pagal ho gaye ho. Ye kaisi baat kar rahe ho? Majak ki bhi ek limit hoti hai. Ye kabhi nahi ho sakta.

Pratima: Please maan jao… muskil se hul nikla hai. To tum kaise mana kar rahe ho?

Main: Ye ekdum bekar ki baat kar rahi ho… ye nahi ho sakta.

Pratima: Main aur mummy kal hospital gaye the, aur unka test kiya. Vah ekdum fit hai pregnant hone ke liye… ab bas tum maan jao.

Main: Tum bekar ki baat bandh karo.

Aur maine usko dhakka deke room se bahar chala gaya. Terrace pe jake cigarette pine laga, aur sochne laga apni saas ke bare mein. Fir yaad aaya ki isliye aaj vah bahut ajib smile kar rahi thi, iske liye. Fir main wapis room mein aaya, aur so gaya.

Subah mein jab nind se utha, to Pratima wapis mere paas aake puchhne lagi, kya socha maine? Firbhi usko daat ke taiyar ho ke nasta kiye bina apne office chala gaya. Shaam ko wapis aaya, to dekha aaj saas ji bahut hi mast off pink saree pahne, mast maal dikh rahi thi. Vah bhi halki si smile de rahi thi, aur main bhi smile karke khana kha raha tha. Fir thodi der baad, khana khatam hote hi, main bedroom mein gaya. Pratima mere piche-piche aake boli:

Pratima: Ek baat bolun?

Main: Ha, bolo.

Pratima: Mummy ne ek sharth rakhi hai.

Main: Kya?

Pratima: Ki aap dono ki pehle shaadi hogi, fir suhagraat manake hi bachcha karege, IVF se nahi.

Main: Kya, kya ye kya bak rahi ho? Main kaise ye sab? Main nahi karta wo sab.

Aur main gussa ho ke wapis terrace pe cigarettes pine laga. Karib do ghante ke baad wapis apne room mein aaya. Dekha to Pratima ne rote hue mere pair pakad ke mujhe mana rahi thi. Lekin maine ek sharth pe use haan bola ki main khud saas se baat karna chahta hoon. Fir vah khus huyi, aur bola, “Thik hai, kal hi baat kar lena tum dono.”

Aur fir aage kya hua, wo aage ki kahani mein.

Disclaimer: It’s a fictional story.

Hey friends, My name is Prince. I study at an engineering college. I moved to this big city called Gotham. Here, the university is large, and students are well-mannered and more civic.

My class consists of 34 boys and 12 girls. I usually avoid talking with girls. I don’t know how to have a good conversation or how to flirt with them.

There is a girl named Trisha in my class. She always attracts me. I always get dominant vibes from her. And honestly, I prefer dominant girls. I love tomboyish girls who act like strong, independent individuals. Empowered, dominant alpha women are my type.

Trisha usually wears simple blue denim jeans and a black shirt. It’s like a college uniform for her. Her short hair, sharp dark eyes, and muscular body language make me feel super submissive. I feel like kissing her boots and begging her to make me her slave.

When she walks, it feels like a man is walking beside her. She doesn’t care about people staring at her. She lives in her delusional world. Unlike other girls, she doesn’t wear makeup or heels. She wears simple chappal or sports shoes.

And she has more male friends than females. The other boys treat her like a bro. She even talked with me a few times. But maybe because of my shyness, she ignores me.

One day, she was passing by me in the college corridor, and I saw that her shoelaces were open. I told her. She was carrying books and other project stuff in her hands. So she told me to hold that stuff. But instead, my submissive urge kneeled and fixed her shoelaces.

She pats my head and rubs my hair. “Aww… you’re such a sweet boy.” Her sweet voice was killing my loser brain. I wanted to hear more from her, but she left me with a broken desire to serve her more.

After some days passed, we were assigned a group project in class. This time, I was paired with Trisha. OMG, this is like a dream come true. During the lunch hour, I went with scared thoughts and asked for her number. She gave it to me without giving me much attention.

She is a very mischievous girl and makes fun of anyone. She is the most extroverted person I have ever seen. When we found out that she was older than me, she made fun of me. She said that I should address her as ‘Ma’am.’ Her joke struck me and made me hard.

I instantly, with laughter, said, “Yes, ma’am,” and my dick just got erected by just addressing her as ma’am. We slowly began working on the project. She started behaving like a boss and made me do things like bring water for her from the other room.

Doing more work when she is not in the mood. Slowly, we developed a friendship. She was always so calm and composed. She never takes any joke to heart and always pulls others’ legs and jokes around.

She used to bully me once we became good friends. Once, she even told me to massage her legs because she was tired of playing football. I devotedly massage her legs like her maid. She smiled and slept.

One fine day, she asked me about my taste in girls. Whether I’m still a virgin or not, and do I have gf. I couldn’t resist anymore and confessed to her about my like and told her that I love femdom. She smirked and got really happy with my confession.

She was both shocked and happy. She immediately asked me, “Would you like to be my slave?” I felt like I was waiting for this moment in my life. I instantly dropped to my knees and begged her, “Please, ma’am, make me your slave.”

Everyone around us in the cafe started looking at us. She grabbed me and made me sit on the chair. She said, “Okay, okay. From now on, I’m your mistress, your owner, and you are my slave.”

From that day, my dom/sub relationship started with Trisha ma’am. She started bullying me in front of everyone and used to make fun of me. I used to get hard every time when she bullied me. Once, she even made me walk on the campus wearing her long heels. I was really embarrassed.

We explored feet fetish. She used to make me clean her boots whenever she returned home from playing football. Once the boots were cleaned, I used to remove her shocks and lick her feet clean. Her feet are gorgeous, with a white, smooth skin colour.

The image of her feet is imprinted in my brain. I used to pray to her by kneeling in front of her and licking her feet. She used to choke me by inserting her socks into my mouth. I used to sleep on her horse many times. She had strictly instructed me to be naked in her presence in her house.

She made me sleep on the floor in her toilet. In the morning, when she used to clean her teeth, she would spit in my mouth. I started liking the degradation and humiliation she gave it to me.

Slowly, we developed a strong dom-sub relationship. It was common for us to have this new lifestyle. It was like we were born to live like this: she is my mistress, and I’m her sex slave.

She used to make me eat from the pet bowl. I used to navigate in her house by crawling. After some months had passed, she made me wear a dog collar and attached a leash. Now, in the house, she used to walk with me, and I used to walk beside her like a dog.

She grabbed my collar leash and walked everywhere in the house. Sometimes, she uses me as a pony and sits on my back. I used to give her a ride whenever she wanted me. She loved dominating me, and I loved serving her. It felt like separate love made for this type of relationship.

Whenever she walked in jeans, I used to get more hard as her body was so superior. One fine day, she told me to lick her naked ass and kiss her. She knows that I love ass worship.

I literally licked her ass like it’s the most favourite thing in the world. She then started making me lick her sweaty and dirty ass. I used to love it.

Thank you for reading my story, dear readers. If you want to contact me, you can email me at [email protected]. Thanks.

Folks, I’m a crazy reader of ISS, and believe me, this is my first story. I’ve always been scared to post since I’m married. Btw you can call me Zee.

Here goes my real story.

It was one of those warm Mumbai evenings in June, and it was drizzling. I was in a cosy café. I, a 35-year-old man with a decent build, a cute face and 5.9 tall with a good dick, came here to escape the chaos of the day.

I am from Goa, but I live in Mumbai. I have played football all my life and, as a result, maintain a decent physique.

A woman entered the café, her presence quiet yet intense. Farida, in her mid-30s, wore the exhaustion of an unhappy woman in her eyes.

She was incredibly gorgeous, good-looking, and had decent assets. We exchanged a few nods and smiles, and soon, our conversation deepened. Farida shared about her life and work, and then slowly spoke about her marriage.

I listened, understanding the loneliness she felt. “I don’t remember the last time I felt alive,” she admitted, her voice soft.

Our connection grew, a silent understanding between us. Our hands brushed. It was clear something had shifted. Without needing to speak, we left the café together, drawn to each other by a quiet, undeniable pull.

I had to reach home, or my wife would pester me, so I had to get there in time. Our tensions were building. How would we do it, and where would we do it? She was worried that I was trustworthy. She didn’t want her marriage to be affected.

That’s exactly what I wanted as well. We both wanted a little extra spice, but beneath closed doors, just between us. She spoke, “I need to go home.” I said, “Okay.” However, she paused. “Are you okay?” I asked. She said, “I’m scared, but I also like you.”

I understood and asked her, “Are you scared someone might find out?” She said yes. That’s when I hit the bull’s eye. I said I have a car with tinted glass. She smiled, and we walked to the car. I looked around, and there was no one, as it was drizzling.

The roads were a little quiet around 7 pm. We got in the back seat, our hearts racing, unable to talk or say a word. I looked at her and smiled. She got comfortable and said, “Please let this stay between us.” I nodded in agreement. I took the first step, touched her hand, and I could sense her heating up.

We kissed. Slow, then intense, smooching and then went crazy mode. She got on top of me and was smooching like she missed this like hell. She was rubbing herself on my tool. I was hard by now, and my little fellow was growing. She was the same height as me.

She had really good breasts and a lovely ass. She went horny mode instantly. We kissed hard and deep. I opened her top and immediately sucked her nipples, and started to play with them. She was on fire and was letting out moans. She was pressing her boob inside my mouth one by one.

She had really good nipples and I was sucking the juice out of her. I couldn’t control it now. My little fellow was struggling in my pants. Adjusted myself and took him out. Behold, what a sight! She was staring at it as if it were the World Cup in awe.

I honestly don’t have a huge dick. Let me not brag about it. It’s a decent length, but it looks good. I took off my shirt, and now I’m only in my pants with my dick out. She took off her one-piece because I had tinted glass on my car. She was only in red underwear, and she was jaw-droppingly gorgeous.

My mouth was drooling. I immediately hugged her and started to kiss, lick, suck and bite her body. She was moaning in happiness and said, “Wow, I like how u do it.” I smiled and said, “There’s more to come, baby.” She now started to stroke my dick.

She licked my tip till the precum disappeared and gave me one heck of a blowjob for about 5 minutes. I’m sweating now, and she’s hit her peak. I turn her around on the seat, take off her undies, and she’s so fucking wet. I asked her, “Why did you miss sex so badly?”

“My husband isn’t so active,” was her answer. “Don’t worry, babe, I will take care of you now,” was my reply. I made her sleep on the seat and spread her legs. As women love it, I went slow on her, licking and sucking the sides of the pussy, getting her into a crazy rhythm.

Then I attacked her pussy by licking her slow then fast and inserted two fingers together. She gasped for breath, and her scream was ouch. She got back to normal. Finger fucking and eating her together. She’s making sounds, arching her back, shivering, shaking.

I’m just going slow mode on her pussy. Slowly I start to eat her ass, honestly to my readers I love ass eating and ass fucking. So I’m now licking her ass crack to her pussy. She’s crazily moaning. I keep doing it while also finger fucking her and eating her pussy and ass deep.

After about 2 minutes, boom! She explodes. Silence hit us. She took a while, came back to her senses and said, “Exactly what I missed. You are good, seriously.” I smiled and said, “Let’s finish this. We are getting late.” But I didn’t have a condom as this was unexpected.

She said it’s okay, go raw; that’s what a man loves to hear. I said, “Let me take your picture from the back first.” She turned and took her position. I applied a little spit on my little fellow and slowly inserted. It was painful and took a while, but I eventually got it slowly.

My strokes were slow and careful, obviously because it was her ass. I needed to be careful. Once she was hitting pleasure, I went full throttle and banged her ass hard for about 3 minutes. I whispered in her heart. I want your pussy now. She smiled and immediately turned over.

I got in her pussy in missionary and banged the shit out of her. She was holding her moans and was asking me to pump deep and hard. We went on for a few minutes, and she squirted, she actually squirted. Wow, women actually look so good when they squirt pure emotions.

She stood up and said, “Let me take you.” I sat on the seat, and she sat on my dick, riding and going up and down. I could hear the fucking sound of our bodies. She hit a climax in 2 minutes of fucking. I left my entire cum in her pussy. We were totally done, exhausted, and fulfilled.

We cleaned up, dressed up, and, in about five minutes, started to smooch again. She said, “One more round,” and winked. I said, “I was done, but I can give you oral.” She was okay. She took off her top and let me suck those melons and she started to finger herself.

My dick started to rise again, and I told her, “I was hard. Let’s not waste time.” I turned her around, parted her undies and entered her ass again raw. Oh boy, what a sight. I just love these sights of me fucking a woman’s ass. I rested my hands on her back.

I pushed her down so she could take the right posture and started to bang her. I have now started playing naughtily. I took off my dick and put it in her pussy and again in her ass and again in the pussy, and so on.

She turned back and smiled. Looks like she was enjoying that. I kept banging her ass and told her, “I want to cum in your ass.” She shook her head and let me finish in her butt hole. Freaking, yes, I had goosebumps.

She was totally satisfied. We cleaned and got dressed again- we smiled at each other, just like saying thank you. We exchanged numbers and promised to meet again. This time with total secrecy and privacy. I dropped her off at the railway station and left home in peace.

Dear women, I am open to quickies, no strings attached, or just sexting. Thank you for reading. [email protected] is my email ID.

Hey everyone, it’s Mayur here, back with another chapter of our story. This time, let’s take a deeper dive into the heart of it all—the one and only Minu, my mom. You all know her, but there’s always more to uncover.

For those of you just tuning in, I’m Mayur, originally from Telangana, with roots that trace back to Gujarat. I grew up in a household filled with love, tradition, and a hint of spice. My father runs his bakery business with a workshop back home.

Although today, the spotlight isn’t on him—it’s all about Minu.

Minu, or Minal, is a 48-year-old woman with a dusky brown complexion that radiates strength and elegance. She’s always been a woman of contrasts—once more traditional, now a proud and unapologetic embrace of modernity.

At home, she loves wearing tight kurtas with pyjamas. During functions, a traditional Gujarati saree that hugs her curves in all the right places. With a 36C-32-34 figure, her soft boobs and soft waistline are the epitome of comfort and sensuality.

Despite her age, Minu carries herself with confidence, remaining an absolute knockout. But that’s only the start. Inside, there’s a heat within her that you can’t help but see. The sort of fire that’s been there all along, just waiting for the right moment to ignite.

Now, coming to the story-

As Maa and Ustad shared their tender moment, the sudden sound of the oven timer interrupted their embrace. The timer was a reminder of the tasks that still awaited them.

Mom, still basking in the afterglow, smiled softly as she gazed at the timer. “Looks like we’ve some work to do, Ustad,” she said, her voice playfully teasing. “The oven isn’t going to wait for us.”

Ustad had this completely warm and friendly smile. “Guess it’s time to get back to reality,” he winked. “Shall we?”

They quickly moved to get dressed, but the heat of the moment lingered. Maa slipped on an apron over her nude body, and Ustad did the same. They worked side by side, the intimacy of their earlier connection adding an extra layer of flirtatious energy to their interaction.

As they worked, Ustad’s hands grazed my Maa’s arm. She rolled over in his direction and laughed teasingly at him. “Careful, Ustad. You might distract me with those touches,” she teased.

Ustad leaned close to Maa, his lips nearly touching her ear lobes. “Maybe I’m just trying to spice things up,” he murmured, his warm mouth close to hers.

Mom smiled gently, her hand running down his back gently. “You’re totally rocking it,” she joked, her eyes shining.

He quickly pecked her cheek and held on for a little long. Mom’s cheeks flushed as she gazed up at him, her smile brightly. “You’re impossible,” she laughed.

“And you’re just too hard to refuse,” Ustad told her, his eyes shining with affection. He bent and gave her a fast but tender kiss.

As they strolled around the bakery, they continued chatting and joking. On their way, Minu bumped into Ustad by accident, and he warmly hugged her. “We’re a good pair, ain’t we ?” he whispered, gently pecking at her cheeks.

“Yes, we do,” Maa said reassuringly. “Even with flour all over us, everything is always fun when you are here.”

As they returned to work, you could literally sense the tension between them. Ustad was frosting cupcakes, but he kept glancing over at Minu as she frosted a multi-tiered cake.

“Watch out for that swirl,” he flirted. “You’re making it look a bit too sensual.”

Minu smirked over her shoulder. “I thought you liked it when I took my time.”

He stepped closer, brushing her lower back. “I do. But it’s getting hard to focus.”

“You better finish your batch,” she said, lips curving. “Or I’ll start charging you per flirt.”

“Then I’ll pay in kisses,” he whispered, kissing just below her ear. She gasped, laughing, nearly smudging her work.

“Ustad! Keep that up, and this cake’s going down.”

He winked, grabbing sprinkles. “Then let’s finish fast. I’ve got something sweeter in mind.”

Minu dipped a finger in icing, licking it slowly while locking eyes with him. “Better hurry. I might not save you any.”

Their hands brushed, laughter mixing with the sweet scent of the bakery. As the last swirl was finished, Ustad leaned in and kissed her, and Minu kissed him back.

“Perfect,” he said with a soft smile.

“The cake?” she asked, teasing.

He leaned in, eyes warm. “Us.”

After packing and keeping the cakes in the fridge, Minu turned to clean the workshop. But Ustad stopped her with a mischievous smile. “Not yet—there’s one more thing,” he said, lifting her in his muscular arms that were covered with cream. He set her on the flour-covered counter.

“Ustad, it’s messy here…” she whispered.

He leaned in close to her, his eyes shining. “So are we.”

Ustad slid off Maa’s apron, his hands catching her boobs, his thumbs gently stroking over her erect nipples as he bent to kiss her deeply.

“Your hands have been kneading dough all morning,” he sighed, his lips tracing along her neck, “but all I want to grab now… is you.”

Minu moaned softly, her hands tangling into his hair. “You’ve been creaming those cakes,” she breathed back, “but I think the one who will get messy is me.”

He smiled, gently pushing her back against the table smeared with flour. “Then, let’s not waste a drop.”

Minu clung to Ustad, her breath hitching as she gave up on his kiss, her body pressing against him, fingers messing his hair.

“I shouldn’t… but I want you,” she panted and pressed her lips against his.

Ustad kissed her deeper, his voice rough with longing. “Then don’t stop. Let me take all of you.”

Maa’s breath caught as he took a step back, his eyes blazing with hunger. He ran his hands slowly down her thighs. His fingers traced the curves before he held them and pushed them wide apart.

“Let’s get down to business…” he said teasingly.

He bent down and pressed his mouth on her pussy.

“I’ve been wanting this all morning.” Maa’s fingers twisted in his hair, her voice trembling with pleasure.

“So, what’s your game plan here, Ustad?” she joked, her hips giving a little lift.

Maa’s hands tugged Ustad closer, her breath shaky with desire.

“Taste me,” she whispered gently, her voice trembling.

As he kneeled between her legs, his tongue touched her wet shaved pussy, giving her shudders.

“Oh, Ustad,” she moaned, pushing her hips forward into his face.

He grunted, his tongue weaving in and out of her pussy as the rest of the universe faded away, their breathing entwined with the sweet scent hanging in the air.

As Ustad’s lips explored her, Minu’s hands swirled around his neck, pulling him closer, whispering, “Harder, babe,” in desire.

He squeezed her thighs tighter, lifting her waist slightly as he maintained his lips on her cunt. Flour surrounds them, coating their skin with a light, powdery white dust.

“I want you inside me,” Maa said, her hips pressing against him.

Ustad groaned. “Not yet,” he teased, fingers grazing her pussy. “I want to savour this,” Mom’s fingers ran down his hairy chest, her nails digging into the back of Ustad.

Ustad gripped Minu’s thighs, his head buried deeper within her, his breathing hot on her skin.

“You taste like sugar and sin,” he growled.

Maa’s moans echoed in the bakery as she clawed at his scalp, lost in the pleasure. “Ustad… oh God,” she whimpered.

The air was thick with heat, sweat dripping down her chest and flowing toward Ustad’s mouth.

“Mm…” she moaned, trembling under the intensity.

Ustad groaned, his tongue circling her before nipping her clit, sending a shiver through her.

Minu’s moans echoed through the bakery as Ustad’s pace pushed her closer to the edge.

“Minu, you’re so tight,” he groaned, sounding all heaty.

“I won’t be able to hold it in anymore.” she wrapped her legs around him harder, her heels digging into his back.

“Don’t hold back,” she shouted, her warm breath.

Ustad’s grip on her hips tightened, his thrusts growing more intense. “Look at me,” he demanded, his voice rough.

Minu’s eyes locked with Ustad’s, his intense, constant stare matching the fire within her.

“Look at me, Minu,” he demanded, in his tone rough, and she couldn’t help but look.

His warm hands were around her hips. His every suck was powerful and forceful. He filled her with each inch of him, the connection between them too much.

“Ahh…. Ustad,” she spoke, her voice trembling as her heart pounded in rhythm with what he was doing.

Ustad pulled back, his lips glossy as he gazed into Minu’s eyes.

“Can’t get enough of you, Minu,” he grunted in his low and husky voice.

He dipped his tongue into her pussy, the warmth of his mouth sending a current of pleasure through her naked body. Maa moaned, her hands all knotted up in his hair, pulling him closer as she thrust her hips towards him.

One hand wandered to her breast, squeezing it roughly, while Ustad’s hand landed on hers, his fingers twisting her nipple with a delicious pain. A sharp sting mixed with pleasure as Mom’s and Ustad’s fingers intertwined and pinched her nipple.

She gasped, “You’re driving me crazy….” with a wavy breath.

She shivered as Ustad’s tongue continued its endless dance, each moving her closer to the edge and his groan vibrating against her.

His lips brushed hers as he whispered, “Let me hear you.” “Cry out my name!”

Minu’s response was a hard moan that echoed through the bakery. “Ah… Ustad.”

Ustad guided Minu to lie back on the counter, her breath catching as her back hit the cool marble. With a grin, he went to the freezer and returned with whipped cream.

Minu raised an eyebrow, eyes sparkling. “What’s that for?”

“Patience,” Ustad winked. “Close your eyes and trust me.”

She hesitated, then smiled, heart racing in anticipation as the sound of the cream being opened filled the air.

With her breath catching at the gentle clink of the spatula, Mom obeyed. As Ustad rubbed whipped cream over her toes and then gradually moved up her legs, a shiver ran up her body. He teased her with his movements, leaving a trail of sweetness on her skin with every swipe.

He worked upward, smearing the cream over her thighs in relaxed swirls with gestures that were both reverent and teasing. His touch caused her to groan, her fingers gripping the counter’s edge.

“Ustad…” she whispered, caught between laughter and moans.

“Hush,” he whispered, dipping the spatula again. “This is art.”

He went on, spreading the cream delicately to her stomach and waist. Then he moved more slowly, his touch deliberate and lingering as he traced around the gentle rise of her boobs.

Between surprise and pleasure, she raised slightly beneath him. He finally wiped some on her nose and cheeks, and she giggled softly as the coolness made her shiver.

“Dessert’s almost ready,” Ustad whispered with a grin.

Minu shivered as the cream touched her skin, a rush of sensation combining warmth and cold.

“Didn’t you plan this?” Her tone was amused as she teased.

With his breath warm against her thigh, Ustad laughed. “I just wanted you to feel every moment.”

Her hips curved slightly, and Minu sighed as he remained on her tender spot. With her eyes blazing with pleasure, She asked, “You’re loving this, aren’t you?”

Ustad put the tub aside after completing his “art,” his eyes dark with hunger. He lifted her leg to his mouth and climbed onto the counter. His tongue was deep and playful as he slowly licked the cream off her toes, giving her chills.

As the contrast between his warm mouth and the cool cream made her ache with desire, Maa moaned softly and gripped the counter.

“Umm, Ustad…” she whimpered, the contrast between the cool cream and the heat of his mouth sending delicious shivers up her spine.

“Delicious,” Ustad whispered, his voice thick with want. “I’m just getting started.”

Minu’s heart raced as she met his gaze, the fire between them burning hotter.

Ustad groaned, his tongue lapping up the whipped cream from Minu’s toes with slow, careful strokes.

“You taste like heaven,” he murmured, his breath warm against her thigh.

Minu tugged at his hair, whispering, “And you feel like a dream.”

Ustad’s lips and tongue moved slowly up her body, each touch sending a wave of heat through her. When he reached the most sensitive part, i.e. pussy, where the cream was heaviest, he paused. His breath was warm against her skin.

“Generous with the toppings, aren’t we?” Mom panted, her voice laced with teasing. Ustad’s chuckle rumbled low in his chest, eyes gleaming with mischief.

“Every masterpiece deserves a decoration,” he replied smoothly before leaning in and letting his tongue dive into the richness of her body, savouring every moment.

Ustad’s lips closed around Minu’s sensitive flesh, licking away the last of the cream until she glistened with his saliva and her cum.

Her hips bucked, chasing more of his delicious touch.

“Ustad…” she gasped, her voice breaking with pleasure.

“So good…” she moaned, arching against the counter as his tongue worked her expertly, the air thick with their ragged breaths and wet, needy sounds.

Her body shook with each lick as his fingers moved constantly and enticingly across her.

His voice was full of lust as he groaned, “You’re making me lose control, Minu.”

“I need you, now, Raj,” Maa let out a quiet moan and wildly raised her hips towards his mouth.

Her body shivered with his touch as she held his shoulders, her fingers digging into his back. She was pushed closer to the edge by the wet sounds of his tongue, their deep breathing, and her gagging groans.

“Please…” she gasped, voice raw. “Don’t stop…”

Ustad obliged, tongue swirling deeper, fingers pressing her clit and sending shockwaves through her.

He sighed, sucking extremely, “So tight… so wet…”

He rasped, “I want to taste you,” his desire obvious in every word he spoke.

Minu screamed Ustad’s name, her body moving off the counter as waves of pleasure tore through her. “Raj… Ahh…”

As Ustad’s fingers sank into Maa’s dripping wet heat, her body arched further off the counter, a strangled cry escaping her lips., stroking deep in rhythm with his tongue.

With little mercy in his skilful touch, he pushed her higher while she clung to the marble and gasped. The feel of his fingers so deeply inside her made her give in to the sensations running through her, and his breath came in rough groans as he pushed her higher.

“Oh…God…Ustad…” she panted, broken and hoarse.

“Cum… I can’t hold… back…”

The climax built inside her, fierce and unstoppable with every relentless suck and stroke. With slow, reverent strokes, Ustad traced the whipped cream around Minu’s belly, savouring every shiver of her trembling skin.

When he reached her centre, he paused, meeting her gaze.

“Perfection,” he uttered quietly.

With a smile on her face, Maa placed her hand on his cheek and ran her fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her touch. Ustad took his time, kissing and sucking Maa for a while near her belly button. His lips warm against her belly, making Maa tingle.

When he finally pulled back, he met her gaze with a rough murmur, “Now… we can eat.”

Mom smiled breathlessly, understanding — for now, they would return to normal, though the sweet tickle of cream still lingered on her skin. Ustad laughed softly, pressing a kiss to Mom’s abdomen.

“My brave little warrior,” he murmured, breath warm against her skin. “I think we deserve some real food now.”

Minu, still trembling from their earlier passion, smiled.

As he rose over her, his laughter humming on her skin, she playfully whispered, “This is your fault,” digging her fingers into his shoulders. “You knew I couldn’t resist you once you set me loose.”

His eyes were dark with desire as he laughed.

“And yet here we are,” he whispered as he kissed her so warmly that it left her speechless. Kiss promised passion and devotion.

He whispered against her lips, “It is still the most attractive thing I’ve ever known.”

Only the heat of their hearts, beating in perfect, agonizing rhythm, remained after their teasing turned into something deeper—a slow, smouldering connection.

As Ustad turned his attention to Maa’s boobs, Ustad cradled Minu gently before lowering his mouth to her, her body arching as a soft moan escaped when he captured her aching peak.

Minu wrapped his hair and drew him in as Ustad’s tongue slowly moved, teasing her nipple. His free hand caressed her other breast, circling her delicate skin with a featherlight touch as he sucked deeply.

Her heart raced, and her body felt tender for him because of the gentleness in every touch and breath they shared. Ustad moaned as Maa’s fingers moved along his length, taunting him with gentle, longing touches.

As he kissed her with increasing excitement and gave all of his passion into each touch, Ustad’s mouth moved hungrily over her boobs while his hands gripped her waist.

Minu’s body shook from the intense feelings, and a chill ran through her. Her lips parted in a gasping moan as her head sagged back.

“Ustad, please.., don’t stop. Umm..” As if she were everything to him, she clung to him, her fingers tightening around his body and hair, silently pleading for more.

As he adored Minu’s body, Ustad’s desire for her intensified, and his touch became both firm and desperate. His mouth tugged at her breast while his fingers softly massaged her pussy, teasing her with each motion in time with his touch.

With a whimper, Maa raises her body in his direction, wanting more. With a voice full of desire, he whispered, “You’re so beautiful.” “So adorable… I could always lose myself in you.

Minu’s body tensed, her fingers gripping his hair as she cried out his name, “Raj. Ahh.” undone by his devotion. At that moment, it was more than desire. It was a connection that couldn’t be erased.

Their bodies grew closer, the air thick with desire. Ustad kissed the last traces of cream from Minu’s neck, making her laugh softly as the sensation tickled. He gently licked the cream from her eyelids and kissed her eyes softly, his eyes full of pure desire.

As Minu stared into his eyes, love filled her heart with love and affection. She chuckled as Ustad kissed the tip of her nose and then gave it a playful nip. She whispered teasingly and lovingly, “You’re dangerous.”

“And you,” he whispered in a deep, longing voice, “are everything.”

Their kisses deepened, desperate and hungry, as Ustad’s hands pulled Mom closer. She wrapped his waist with her legs, bringing him closer. The heat between them was almost unbearable. Their tongues were fighting with each other, exchanging their salivas, and their breath came in chaotic gasps.

“Ustad,” she gasped, “I need… more…”

He growled, pulling her tighter, his hand cupping the back of her neck, pushing her further into the fire of their connection.

Maa’s nails dug into his back as Ustad marked her, his teeth and lips leaving traces of desire. The air was thick with their intense fragrance and moan, each sound heightening the intensity.

“Ustad…” she gasped, her voice strained. “I’m… so close…”

He groaned in response, pushing her harder, driving her higher.

“Ustad…” she murmured afterwards, breathless, tracing patterns on his shoulders. “That was… intense.”

He laughed, giving her a shiver of delight. He teased, “You have no idea,” and then gave her earlobe a gentle suck. His words made Maa’s heart skip a beat as he focused on her, his hands and lips tracing every inch of her sweating body.

She tilted her head back, allowing him more access to her neck as her body felt for more contact.

“I think we both know I could handle anything,” she whispered, feeling cold. She thrust herself against him.

His hand slid up between her legs after drifting lower and cupping her butt. He teased her with his fingers as he whispered, “So soft, so wet… so mine.”

Ustad lifted Mom gently, setting her down on the floor between his knees. She stepped in, laying her arms around his neck and grabbing him in. Their bodies pressed together, heat rising between them.

Mom kissed him deeply, pouring all her desire into it. Ustad groaned, hands roaming her back as their kiss grew more intense.

When they separated for air, he clenched his hold on her hips and grumbled, “Minu, You’re making me crazy.”

She smiled wickedly, her finger trailing down his chest. “And I haven’t even started yet,” she teased, moving lower until she reached his waist.

“Oh?” Ustad’s eyes darkened with desire as he kissed her again, promising to claim not just her lips but everything.

As Minu knelt right in front of him slowly, Ustad watched as she reached out and wrapped her tiny fingers around the beating length of the dick. Her eyes never left his eyes, continuously staring at each other.

The sensation of her gentle hand caressing him caused his hips to jerk forward uncontrollably, and he sighed at the contact. As she started working him with slow, deliberate movements, his hands tightened around her shoulders.

She teased him with each upward and downward stroke until he was completely hard in her grasp. Ustad’s breath hitched, his grip on Maa tightening as her touch pushed him closer to the edge. But just as the tension coiled deep within him, Maa slowed, her eyes gleaming with playful mischief.

“Not yet,” she whispered to you, placing a soft kiss on your hip. “Some things are worth waiting for the next part.”

Their journey had only just begun. And whatever came next, they were ready—entwined in a hunger that went far beyond the physical. There were still layers to peel back, limits to test, and boundaries to cross.

And as the scent of warm sugar drifted through the air, grounding them back in the real world, both knew one thing for certain: This wasn’t the end. It was the spark before the next flame.

So, that’s the tale of Mom and Ustad’s adventure for now. I hope you enjoyed the journey through their story! Keep coming back for more.

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