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Hello All, Sujata here again with the next part of my story. In the last part we saw how my son Vijay convinced me to date and how did I end up meeting Jitesh. Vijay watched out short horny foreplay session in the car, with me topless sucking his dick and I came home. Let’s see further.

When I reached home, I saw Vijay was home already. I felt a guilty and just went in the room, and changed into home clothes and went to sleep. We did not speak that day. I did not have the courage to see my son. That night Jitesh and I chatted about the foreplay and how much he loved my wet pussy. We claimed how tasty were each others genital and how he loved me sucking his cock. Talking about it only made him horny and de sent me his dick pic. I was wet watching him hard again. I was wet down there and soon was naked in the room on video call showing my new bf my nice big melons, while rubbing my cunt watching him masturbate. We both cum at the same time and then I realized my blunder of not locking the room as I saw Vijay watching my naked body with cum dripping from my cunt.
None of us moved, neither did I cover myself, neither did he move his face.

I wore my gown cleaned myself and came out. I was not able to see him in the eye, when he broke the ice. He asked me to be normal, and it was fine. I have already fucked his father and gave birth to him. My phone was ringing with Jitesh’s messages and I read it. Watching the glow in my eyes he straight asked
V: ” Kadhi jhavaycha mhanto?”( asking for sex?)

And instantly in that moment I replied

Me: “Udya jhavaycha mhanto, Rahavat Nahi mane”(he wants to fuck me tomorrow, can’t wait he says)

V:” Mag Kay majhi permission pahije jhavayla? Jaa bindass jhav tyachya barobar. Pahije tar roj jhav, ithech jhav gharat mala kahi harkat Nahi. Tujhya health sathich changla aahe.”(Are you waiting for my permission, then go you have it. Go fuck with him, do it everyday, do it here only if you want)

Me: “Tula kahi problem Nahi? Mi tujhya baapala cheat karna hoil he”( you don’t have a problem? It will be like cheating your father)

V: ” mag toh tyanni vichar karayla pahije hots, and tyanni Tula sex dila pahije hota. And mala tar kahi harkat Nahi, sex he advantage hotach dating cha,mag ghe bindass” ( he must of thought about his wife. And sex was an advantage of dating then might as well take it)

Jitesh asked me to go to his home, but instead Vijay told me to ask him to book a hotel. Jitesh readily agreed and sent me the details that night. He said wear something sexy, and I told him you get it.

Vijay walked in and I told him about it. He took me to a mall, and made me buy a chiffon saree with a strapless bra shaped front opening blouse that showed 30% of my boobs. Again took me to the salon and got me a bikini wax and removed all hair from my body.
In the evening I was dressed in that saree. I had nothing below the saree and wore it with a waist chain just. Vijay told me since he was with prostitutes before, he will love me being slutty. He asked me to take the room number and at 6 in the evening, Vijay dropped me to the hotel asking me to enjoy. He gave me something to drink, which made my cunt super wet.
I knocked the door, and Jitesh was stunned watching me. I was too horny, I pushed him in, and started kissing him. He locked the door behind and pounced on me. I pushed him to the wall,unzipped him and pulled his semi hard dick out and started sucking him. My pally was down and from the top he could see my melons trapped in the blouse. I sucked him really good for 5 minutes and he was hard as a pole. He pulled me up,and started to kiss me pulling the blouse down. I had just wrapped the saree to the waist chain, and so as he pulled once, my whole saree came off and it showed him my naked cunt.

He went mad after that and started licking my cunt. It was heaven for me and he was great at licking.
Aaaah aaaah.. thats all I did. He licked me for a few mins and I released on his face. But he was not done yet. He made me suck his cock again and opened my blouse, as he positioned his dick on my cunt. My pussy was tight and he had to push a bit harder to get it.

I gasped as his head went it, as no one fucked it for years before. We both were at the peak of pleasure with him getting a hot, tight and slurrpiest cunt. He waited for me to settle down and then started moving two and fro.

Aaaah.. he moaned. “Kya tight aur geeli ho tum?, majja aagaya”( you are so hot and wet inside.i just love it ) he bent forward and kissed me. He increased his speed and gave me deep and hard push.

Me: Aaaah.. aise hi karte reh. Jor SE aur se chod . Bohat salon baad lund Mila hai is chut KO. Aaaah karte reh. ( Aahe fuck me. Keep doing like this. Harder fuck me harder. This cunt is getting a cock after ages).

He raised my legs to his shoulders and started pounding me. His cock reached deep in my pussy.He fucked me for a good 15 mins and we both released at the same time. We both laid there catching our breaths, cuddling and kissing.

J:- Kaisa laga ?( How was it?)
Me: “bohat Acha. Bohat saalo k baad chudi Hu main, thank you”(awesome. I am fucked after a long time)

J: Bas.. hogaya, itne main hi Mann Bhar Gaya? Thank gayi?( Oh, done, satisfied in this much only? Tired already?)

Me: Kyu? Tumhara Nahi bhara? And aise Bol rahe ho k fir ready ho jaaoge.”(Why? You are not satisfied? And you are saying such as if you will be ready again)

J:- “Aise toh ho hi jaayega thodi Der main, aur agar ye goli le li, toh fir chalta hi rahega Raat Bhar. Tujhse Nahi ho paayega.”( Yes I can go one more time, and if I take this tab, I will keep going for the entire night. But you won’t be able to handle.)

I was kind a enraged. I held him dick and told him to take the tablets. Then I will show him how much I can take. He poured both of us a drink and we had it bottoms up. 10 mins later there was a rush of blood in my cunt area and it was getting hot, and his dick was getting hard. I bent and sucked him again and made him ready. And there we were fucking again. This time I started riding and straddling him on the sofa, while he sucked and bit my boobs. We were biting each other, and kissing like rabbits in heat.
That night he fucked me six times, in all positions, and the best I liked was the doggy pose.

I came back at noon, and Vijay was working. I blushed looking at him and went in to have bath and change, while changing I saw the teeth marks on my neck, shoulder and boobs and reminisced the last night’s fuck. I was getting wet down there again. I fingered myself to orgasm in the bath, and came out wearing a gown just with no undergarments. Usually I would wear panty at home, but today I just dint feel like. The medicine effect was still there and I was still horny, and this led to me being more open with Vicky and even sharing the details and positions of last night. I even told him I was horny. To which he told me to go today too if I want to. I told him it’s expensive to go to the hotel every night, his reply to this shocked me. He simply said, call him home,I will sleep outside.
He was very calm about it. Looking at my eagerness he again told, and I told Jitesh to come over. He was also excited for the pussy that he came within 20 mins and his face dropped after he saw Vicky. He understood I was naked below my gown and was ogling at me, while I bent to our drinks for all three and show him my melons. I just gave him a nod. We all had drinks and dinner and then he asked for our leave, when I stopped him.
M:- Kaha jaa rahe ho? Sharab hogayi, par shabab ke majje Kaun lega? ( Where are you going mister? Booze is done but who will take the babe now?)
He looked puzzled and shocked and I told him that Vicky knew everything. And I kissed him in front of Vicky. I felt very kinky doing it, but loved it too. I held his hand and took him inside the bedroom and locked the door. Turned around pulled my gown above my head and got naked, went on my fours, unzipped him and started sucking his prick. Within no time he was naked and hard, and I started riding him hard. We both were again involved in a passionate fuck and I was moaning loudly. After straddling him for 10 mins I released but he was not done, so I turned into doggie and he ploughed me for 15 more mins before cumming in me. That was the night things changed totally.

Now we fucked almost every night. He would come and stay with us in the evening and be in his lungi without his underwear, rubbing his prick on me. A few times my husband called while we were fucking and he made me talk to him while he was fucking my cunt. A week later he got me thinking satin spaghetti nighties, that showed my boobs prominently with cleavage, and had cut from the hips, showing my legs. We would openly kiss, and he would maul my ass or rub his dick on my ass with Vicky around. I felt very kinky with all this,and every night I fucked him hard. On weekends all we did was fuck.
On Saturday early morning I was naked and had to go to the washroom. It was dark so I came out naked only as I knew my new man will be ploughing me in a few mins.
I heard from fap fap sound and when I stepped forward, I saw Vicky was masturbating he had snapped photos when Jitesh was rubbing his dick, pressing my boobs in the kitchen and was masturbating to that. My pussy twitched. I felt very kinky watching my son masturbating to his mother’s naked photo. I knew he was about to be done and would come to the washroom just next to our room.
I don’t know what got in me, I went and started sucking Jitesh, leaving the door open enough for him to view. As expected Vicky peeped and he saw his naked mother sucking her boyfriends cock. Jitesh was half awake and did not realise his presence. I was hard as pole in few mins. I purposely went in doggie position facing the direction of Vicky with my.boobs dangling, while Jitesh started fucking me from behind
J:-” AJ subhe subhe geeli hogayi hai Teri chut Randi. Aaaah!( Your pussy is wet so early today bitch)

Me:-” Haan badge, tere lund k liye hamesha hi geeli rehti hai, pel aur jor SE pel. Aaaah.”(Yes you bastard I am always wet for your dick. Fuck me harder now)

He bent and we kissed I saw Vicky was masturbating I went on my back and spread my legs and we were now perpendicular to Vicky, Jitesh’s back was towards Vicky and he couldn’t see him.

Me:” AAO.. daalo. Chodo mujhe.”(Come, push it, fuck me)

Jitesh fucked me in missionary position for 10 more mins and Vicky definitely had a good view of his dick moving inside me, while he kissed me. We both had orgasms in 10 mins and he lay on me,panting for breath. Vicky was done too and went to his place quietly.We both slept naked and woke up in the afternoon. Jitesh had no idea he had fucked me in front of my son. But I understood I loved to get fucked with my son watching.

After that weekend I had opened up totally. Jitesh wanted me to buy sexy lingeries and I obliged and got spaghetti nighties that barely covered my ass. I would wear them even when Jitesh was not at home, and let Vicky fiest on glimpses of my body. I moaned louder when we fucked and Vicky could hear it. Jitesh had to go for his shoot for a week again, and we would talk on the phone. While such conversation, he told me he shot porn films and ever since he started fucking me he hasn’t fucked any lady at such shoots. This led the topic of my husband, and extra marital affair came up. It led to the reasons and profile on the dating app. That’s when Jitesh said he was lucky to find a such a partner on a hook up app. I asked him more about the app, and then I realised the entire thing. My son purposely made the profile on the app to see his mother getting fucked by other man. So only he was cool watching everything.

I kept the call and was thinking about it. And a duel was happening within me. The good side : “MC, mala Randi samajhla aahe tyaane. Asa kasa Karu shakte bhadva”(bastard thinks I am a whore, how could he do this to me) the lusty side: ” are Randi tar Tu aahech, Tula pan tar avadla tyachya samor ardha nagda rahna, and jhavna. Mag tyaala Kay shivya dyaycha. In fact tyaane majhya saathi lund tar shogun dila and te pan evdha tagda.” ( I am a whore, even I loved getting fucked in front of him,and showing him my body. At least he got me a good dick.)

Thinking of dick the lusty me got stronger :” in fact me tar mhanun, tya samor openly nagda houn jhav. Toh pan tar motha jhala aahe, Ambala baghun halvat Basel. Tya peksha tyachya saathi pan chut cha bandobast kela pahije. Jitesh bhadwa hots, tyaacha aselch contact kahi. Vichar tyaala”(In fact I should fuck openly in front of him. But he will keep masturbating and that’s not good. I will have to find a cunt for him. Jitesh was a pimp, he might be able to arrange someone. Let’s see.)

After these talks, I dialed Jitesh again and told him I wanted him to fuck me in front of Vicky. It’s my kinky adventure, and I wanted to spend a naked holiday and have open sex in front of Vicky while he is fucking some cunt. He being a bastard was ready, but he had a condition. He wanted to shoot and record our sex. I agreed and said we can record the group sex too. He told me he will plan and let me know next day.

What happened next and how did Jitesh plan to fulfill my wish and where did it lead to will tell you in next part.

Hi, Madhan here—an unapologetic erotic storyteller. Thank you to all ISS readers for your prompt feedback. If you’re seeking secret thrills—girls, women, couples—find me on Hangouts or email me at [email protected]. Total anonymity guaranteed.

This story will be narrated from the point of view of the husband, Pradeep.

At the age of 30, with just two years of married life behind me, I (Pradeep) felt saturated. I couldn’t fuck my wife Harshita like I used to during those first few months of our marriage. My college life was boring because I wanted to become rich with a high-income job.

So, I studied constantly for this dream: no girls, no romance, and no warmth. As per my dream, I got a high-income job. After two years of the pressure-filled demands of corporate life, I decided to resign. I landed a government job with a reduced income but also reduced stress.

Thanks to this decision, I was able to marry the tall, milky, shapely, and sexy Harshita. Additionally, I feel very fortunate to have found such a kind and quiet girl as my life partner.

The real problem:

During the first few months of our marriage, my wife Harshita’s sexual demands and urges were very minimal. However, I was fucking her like an animal. I fucked Harshita every day in all possible positions. Marathon rounds all night. She was tired and used oil for her sore pussy.

Her requests for rest were mercilessly denied with relentless drilling. I was excited since her warm pussy was my first—a long wait until I was 28. I took her on a week-long trip to Thailand. I fucked her as much as possible day and night, spending little time outside our hotel room.

My wife Harshita was a virgin, and my dick was the first to break into her pussy, dripping juices. The irony is that after two years, I couldn’t fuck her daily. I’ve lost interest; my dick doesn’t awaken to her seductions.

I see heightened urges and needs in Harshita’s innocent eyes. But I’m unable to go for more than one round, at most twice a month. We planned for a kid, but with this lost interest, it never turned positive. The sweet part was she never demanded sex like I had forced her during the initial period of our marriage.

But I felt responsible for her shift from no urges to a heightened peak. My mistake. I should have kept her bodily needs in check by fucking her once every alternate day during the initial days of our marriage. Harshita never showed this as frustration in our routine life. But in her dark eyes, I saw a volcano of desire.

Harshita was so shy that she wouldn’t let me undress her with the lights on. I had to turn off the light so she could undress. I had to play some music for her to moan freely. She blasted juices with relieved moans during her climax.

She was so shy that she never allowed me to eat her out, pushing me away with a “Chi” when my lips reached her pussy. Harshita would give me handjobs and suck my dick, but that usually happened while she was in a deep sleep in the early hours of the morning.

During normal times, she wouldn’t give a blowjob or a handjob. A slight discomfort due to the lack of the same vigour in satisfying my wife’s unquenched hunger started to haunt me.

Being in Bangalore, through stories and online platforms, I realized that cuckolding is a reality these days. One restless night, I was drilling my wife’s hungry, yearning pussy with an early cum. I finally decided to fulfil my wife’s urges by letting a stranger claim her body while I watched.

As a first step, I wanted someone genuine, safe, and, importantly, anonymous. It should be a one-time affair. I came across Madhan. I met this guy once in a restaurant and shared my plan to have my wife banged like those early marriage days. He listened, nodding, his eyes gleaming with appetite.

Now, it was time to convince my traditional wife, Harshu, to agree to the concept of cuckolding. To spread her thighs for a man she didn’t know while I stood by.

My wife was very sensitive. We never spoke about sexual matters. She was so shy that she used to run to the washroom after I released my juice into her pussy. She would return fully dressed. Forget convincing her. There was no way I could even initiate the topic for discussion.

Yet, under Madhan’s guidance, I booked two rooms in a swanky hotel in Bangalore. I dressed her in red lace lingerie beneath a sleek black saree that clung to her curves. Damn, her milky skin, especially her hips, triggered in the black saree.

I lied about ‘a special lunch from the office’ and led her into the hotel room. She didn’t believe me and was confused and in a dilemma. I had never taken her to such a luxury hotel in Bangalore. All along, since I checked into the room, I continued updating Madhan.

Leaving my hot wife alone in the room, I left for Madhan’s room. I was worried, and many thoughts were clouding my brain. Madhan calmed me down, assuring me that if my wife didn’t cooperate, he would leave. Without hinting to my wife, I took Madhan to my room.

Harshita was very disturbed but kept a relaxed face and shook Madhan’s hand. I introduced Madhan as my colleague. He took her hand firmly, eyes locking with hers in a silent dare. She withdrew but stood her ground. His eyes met and locked onto Harshita’s.

A spark, a flicker of something unknown, passed between them. Uncomfortably, she freed herself from his tight grasp and watched me. I moved next to her and encircled my arm around her shoulder, hugging her from the side and squeezing/massaging her bare shoulder.

She tried to move away from my grasp, watching the stranger, Madhan. But I held her tightly, my grip a silent command. As per the plan, Madhan excused himself to use the bathroom, which was a lie. The moment he moved out of sight, I hurriedly tightened my hand,

I clasped her bare navel and hissed in her ear, “Baby, first promise whatever I’m going to tell you and ask you to do. You will not reveal it and do as I say.” Harshita, with no clue, hesitantly promised not to reveal anyone and to do as I said.

I hurriedly told her, “I want you to enjoy your sex life. I planned all this. He is very safe and totally anonymous; nobody will know. I want you to enjoy today.” Pushing me away, Harshita asked me, “What?” with a raised eyebrow and an angry look.

I hugged her tight, “You are my wife and my life too. This is my long-time dream and fantasy. Please do it just once. I feel very sad that I am not able to satisfy you.” She angrily replied, “When did I tell you I’m not satisfied?” She pushed me away with a stern “NO.”

I was scared that she might shout and make a scene. She might complain about this to our families. As per Madhan’s plan, I haven’t touched her for more than a month now. I still had big doubts that this wouldn’t work out.

I grabbed her by her bare waist. I started to cup her cheeks and began to kiss her. Oh god, our lips met after a month. She resisted, trying to break my kiss. But I felt the hunger in her lips. I continued to force my kiss. She gave way, locking her lips with mine and sucking my lip.

After marriage, this was the first time I was kissing her in broad daylight. The room was located on the 6th floor, offering a view through the clear mirror to the empty sky. My hands undid the saree from her shoulders, and my hands played with her bare navel.

Oh, my mouth watered seeing my own wife’s sexy, shapely, huge 36-sized melons tightly cupped inside the deep-cut black blouse. Oh, the white milky cleavage poking out of the black blouse was a tantalizing sight. I pushed her onto the bed and continued to kiss her wildly.

That’s the sound of the washroom door latch, and Madhan walks slowly to the bed. He watches me wildly kissing my wife, Harshita. Madhan stood very close to us, his presence a palpable heat. Harshita stopped kissing and started pushing me away from her chest.

I grabbed her hands and pinned them to the bed, my gaze burning into hers. I locked my lips, watching her eyeballs move to Madhan. She tilted her face sideways, looking in the other direction from Madhan, a flicker of defiance in her eyes.

I grabbed her chin, forcing her gaze back to mine. That’s when Madhan speaks, his voice a low, seductive hum, “So sweet, juicy lips. Gently brush your lips over them.” I follow Madhan’s instructions and graze my lips over her thick lips.

Harshita watches me with an angry face, but a shiver runs through her as my lips explore. I continue brushing her lips, cheeks, and nose with my lips. She lets out a low moan, “Ah,” a sound that vibrates through me. I continue to brush and break free.

Madhan utters in a low tone, his words a soft command, “Oh, Harshu. Don’t worry. Kiss him and bite his lips.” That’s when I noticed Harshita following his instruction as her lips gave way, and the kiss was wilder than ever before.

My dick was thicker and harder than stone, like it hadn’t been in many months now. My dick was tearing out of my jeans. My dick was so wild that I was about to cum with the kiss she was doing. I watched Madhan with the corner of my eye.

Madhan, with a small smile and lust-filled eyes, was staring right into the eyes of my wife, Harshu, a silent challenge in his gaze. Madhan’s fingers slowly unbuttoned his shirt, one by one, in slow motion, each movement a deliberate tease.

My dick lost control and shot cum into my underwear. I broke the kiss. Madhan leaned in, his breath against her ear, “You want this. She wants it”. I continued to suck her ears, cheek, and neck. Harshu’s eyeballs moved to Madhan’s unbuttoned chest.

I noticed Madhan throwing away his shirt to bare his slightly hairy chest, a primal display of masculinity. Harshu’s eyes flicked between us, lidded now with something deeper than fear—arousal, confusion, surrender.

In that electric tableau, my wife’s thighs were pinned, her chest rising beneath my mouth. The stranger’s challenge in his smouldering stare—I knew the spark had flared. No turning back.

Madhan ran a finger across his face and played with his lips, a sly smirk playing on his lips. Will I be able to undo her saree and fuck her in broad daylight in front of a stranger? Will her shyness of nudity persist?

At least I knew now that she wouldn’t protest against the cuckolding.

Wait for part 2.

Thank you all, ISS readers.

I’m Sohail—a techie who earns well, living life my way in the beautiful city of Bangalore. Storywriting is my hobby, and connecting with my readers is my passion. This is my tale with Nida, my friend’s sister.

She felt guilty about her husband in Singapore. I avoided her, hours passing, the room quiet. We sat apart, thinking, her eyes down, my heart heavy, the love feeling broken.

I couldn’t bear the silence. I moved closer, sitting beside her, my voice soft, “Nida, seeing you like this breaks me. I need you close.” Her eyes met mine, wet with tears, her face soft.

I held her close to me, “I don’t want to see you like this, and let me tell you, I am not here to ruin your marriage. I don’t know, but I love you so much that I can keep my distance from you. You will be happy. This is the moment for me to keep you happy. I am not sure how life is for us after this night, so please be good to me and enjoy this day.”

Then I stood up, “Nida, let’s dance.” She looked at me, surprised. “Dance?” she asked, shy. I nodded, “Yes, just us.” She smiled a little, standing up. We moved together, my hands on her waist, her hands on my shoulders, the room quiet. She hugged me tight while we danced, her body warm, her breath on my chest.

“Sohail, am I betraying my husband?” she whispered, her eyes wet. I held her closer, my voice soft, “This is your moment, Nida, your happiness. Let’s enjoy it. You’re not leaving him. This is just for us.” She kept quiet. Then she hugged me tighter. Her arms were strong around me, her shyness melting into love.

I lifted her in my arms, her body light, and kissed her lips, slow and deep. Her lips were warm, and her hands were on my neck. I put her down, sliding one strap of her blouse off, kissing her shoulder, my lips gentle. I removed her blouse slowly, then her petticoat.

She blushed, her hands covering a little, but she didn’t stop me. Kissing her lips again, then her neck, her breath fast, her moans soft, “Sohail.” We did foreplay again, romancing and kissing each part of her body. I love kissing her boobs and navel. They are so tasty and tempting.

I leaned close, whispering with a smile, “Nida, can I get one more condom from your bag? This time for actual use, not like last time.” She giggled, “Sohail,” and hugged me tightly. I kissed her lips deeply. I put on the condom and moved over her, kissing her lips slowly.

I held my dick and slowly asked are you ready and she replied anything for you. I slowly entered. She cried out, “Sohail, it’s so huge, I can’t,” tears in her eyes, her hands gripping me. I held her face, “I’ll go slow, Nida.” I pushed in a while, kissing her lips deep, inch by inch.

Her warmth wrapped me, her breath fast, her body trembling, my hardness filling her. The moment was intense, her moans mixing with cries, “Oh, Sohail, so big.” I moved deeper until I was fully inside. Then she turned wild, her hands pulling me closer, her hips moving with mine.

“Sohail, yes, mmm,” she moans loudly. We stayed in the missionary, my body on hers, her legs around me, our rhythm fast, her boobs bouncing, “Sohail, harder, I love you,” her voice hot, her nails on my back. I’m fucking her by sucking her boobs, biting her nipples.

Nida, you are my fucking angel. This is so fucking heaven. she replied. Then better I show you complete heaven. She pushed me down, climbing on top, cowgirl style, her hips dancing my dick, her hands on my chest, “Sohail, oh, so good.”

Her moans are wild. She is fantastic. She is moaning and driving me. Her boobs are bouncing, and treat to watch. I held her neck and pulled her to me to kiss her lips. Every time it was so fucking new. We turned, spooning my body behind hers.

My arm around her, entering her again, slow and deep, her back against my chest, “Sohail, I feel you so much,” she moaned softly, “Oh, mmm,” I kissed her neck, my hand on her stomach. My hands on her thighs, going faster, “Nida, I love you,” I said.

Her moans were wild, “Sohail, I love you, don’t stop,” her body shaking, her breath hot. We finished together, her body trembling, her moan loud, “Sohail, oh,” my heart full, her arms around me, “ you are my man.” We lay there, holding each other, the blanket over us, our love complete, resting in each other’s arms.

After our love, Nida’s glow grew. “Sohail, I feel so alive,” she whispered, shy but happy. An hour passed, and then I kissed her tummy. It is extremely flat, with no fat. I kissed her stomach by holding both her boobs, licking each inch of her skin. She is making me crazy.

I looked at her and asked, “Ready again?” She giggled shyly, “Someone’s already ready, round two, huh?” Her tone was playful. I laughed, “How can I miss this opportunity?” Her boobs showed love bites, red marks from my kisses, and my chest had her love bites.

My back had her scratches, signs of our wild love. I kissed her neck, my lips hot, her moans soft, “Mmm, Sohail,” We moved, her on all fours, doggy style. My hands on her hips, entering her slowly. Her moans were loud, “Oh, Sohail, yes.”

Her body rocked with mine, and quickly I fucked her deep hard. She was moaning. Her ass is appealing, and it’s so beautiful with similar fairness. I continued fucking her and caressing her back. I couldn’t control myself more. So I kissed her ass she was moaning must be her turning point.

Then I kissed her whole back and took time to put my lips on every inch of her body. Then I lifted her, pressing her against the wall. Her legs around me, my hands holding her, thrusting fast, her back against the wall, “Sohail, you are awesome. Come on, make your love happy.”

While fucking her on the wall, I became wild and started biting her boobs. She was still pressing my head against her boobs. We kiss so romantically and wildly that I’m about to cum. We slowed, finishing together, her body trembling.

Her moan was soft, “Sohail, I love you.” I kissed her lips gently, laying her back on the bed. We rested under the blanket. “Nida, you set me on fire. That wild side of you drives me crazy,” I whispered, my voice low.

She giggled, “Sohail, you’re the one with that huge dick. It’s so perfect, I can’t stop thinking about it, it felt amazing inside me,” her cheeks red, her eyes teasing.

I grinned, pulling her closer, “Oh, Nida, your boobs are a dream—soft, full, those nipples begging for my mouth, and your pussy, so tight, so wet, it’s heaven every time.”

She moaned softly, her hand on my chest, “Sohail, you’re so naughty, but I love it. Your dick is like Magic, tearing my pussy, making me wild, I want it again.” I laughed, “Magic, huh? Then let’s make more. Your pussy grips me so good I lose my mind. Those boobs bounce like a tease, driving me nuts.”

She blushed, her voice flirty, “Sohail, you talk so dirty, but it turns me on. Your dick is so big, I still feel it. I love how you fill me.” I kissed her lips deeply, “And I love your boobs in my hands, your pussy pulling me in. You’re my sexy queen, Nida. Tell me what you want next.”

She sighed, her hands on my face, “I want to please you. Your dick makes me crazy. I love watching you get turned on by me. What do you want, my love?”

I looked at her, my voice soft but eager, “Nida, would you give me a blowjob? I’d love to feel your lips on me, only if you’re ready.” Her eyes widened, her face red, “Sohail, I, I’ve never, but your dick is so hot for you, yes.”

Thank you for reading my story! I hope you felt the love and emotions in Nida and my journey. Writing this took me back to those special days in Bangalore three years ago.

If any girls want to experience the same romance Nida did, please feel free to contact me at [email protected]. I’d love to hear from you!

Hello all Sujata here again, with the next part of my story. In the previous part we saw how Jitesh fucked me in the hotel with Vijay’s knowledge, and how i fucked with him in the house too. How I purposely gave Vijqay a show of our fuck and watched him Masturbate. I also found out that my son purposely made my profile on a hookup site and was angry with him at first , and when I realised what I got out of it my anger subsided. Now let’s see further.

At first I was angry whether my son thought of me as a slut, and wanted me to sleep with men and take cocks in me? But the lusty me was excited imaging the cock i got and I was thankfully that he made me do it. I called Jitesh and told him I wanted to get fucked in front of Vijay as a part of my fantasy, and also to be a whore in front of him, to which he readily agreed and planned everything. In fact, these things didn’t even make me feel angry about that fact that Jitesh made porn and, fucked women up there.

I was thinking about this.
Me:- Kasla Maanus aahe haa Jitesh, Randibazzi keli, bhadva HOTA ani porn pan banavto. Vijay ne Ka kela te mahit Nahi, but thik aahe At least mala ek dumdaar lund tari milavun dila and konta mala lagna karaycha aahe tyachyashi. Tyaala chut milte Nd mala lund. Aata tar ajun majja yeil Goa madhye. Vijay bhadvya tula majhya chut madhye Lund baghaycha Hota na. Tula aata aathavdha bhar tech dakhavte thumb. (What a person this Jitesh is, a pimp, makes porn etc. why did Vicky do this? But anyways it’s fine. It’s not like I want to marry Jitesh, we are just fuck buddies, he needs a hole and I need a pole. He wanted to see me fuck na, let me show you now)

I went and told Vijay about Jitesh’s plan. That he wanted to spend a vacation with me in Goa. But what will I tell his father was the question. We both were quiet as if thinking about it. Then I said, why don’t you tell him you are going for official work and taking me too. Vijay agreed to it, but little did he know what was he getting into.
The next morning a man came in with a parcel and flight tickets for the night. He opened it, it has a note. Don’t bother to bring clothes I have them ready here, and sending you one for the road. The flight was late in the night, and I did not want anyone to see me in it. So I wore my leggings and Kurta and changed into that dress in the washroom at the airport.

It was a blouse with knot in the front and a skirt which kept my left leg open. I got a message from Jitesh earlier which said, remember you are my whore for the week. I remembered the purpose of the trip,and I wore that dress without the undergarments. As I left the washroom many heads turned and Vijay was just ogling at my boobs, as the blouse just covered 50 percent of them. I gave him a smile and we went and met Jitesh in the parking lot. We both kissed like young horny lovers right in front of Vijay, with my hand moving on his crotch, tongues fighting and his hand mauling my ass.

Me: ” Raha Nahi jaa Raha, chal jaldi Ghar”( can’t wait let’s go home)

I started behaving slutty right from the start. After sitting in the car my, pussy was visible too. And Jitesh had his finger on my vulva. I wanted to suck him, but wanted to take it slow for the big surprise tomorrow. His hands were rubbing my cunt, with Vijay sitting behind me. I purposely let out a moan, and made horny faces he could see in the mirror. We reached the vila in 20 minutes and my pussy was on fire already. It was 2 am in the morning. We reached the Vila, Jitesh showed him his room and the pulled me in the next room. Made me naked and fucked me like a whore. We fucked loud and passionately for 30 minutes. Our time had increased and we were fucking after a week. We slept naked.

The next morning Vijay woke up early. He saw there was a pool and he loved swimming. After his morning chores, he went a took a dip in the pool and that’s were he met his surprise. Jitesh had called a whore, her name was Priya into her late 40’s but busty boobs, nice hips and bubbly ass. She was a horny bitch like me and was paid to fuck with my son. As he was relaxing the water. She went there wearing a skimpy bikini with a robe over it.
P: Hi, I am Priya. Jitesh k mehmaan ho tum? ( Hi, so you are Jitesh’s guest ) you are okay if I swim too right?

Vijay was ogling at her only, a bit awkward too but said yes. She pulled her robe down, and exposed her half naked body. The bikini covered her nipples and some part of the boobs, and she had a thong below.
As she jumped in the water the bikini became transparent and she was practically naked in there now. She was seducing him and I was watching it from the balcony upstairs naked.

She came close to him and i couldn’t hear what she said. They were swimming close for few mins talking.
And the next moment I saw them in a passionate lip lock with hands behind the head and soon his moved to her boobs and hers in his shorts. The kissing and rubbing got intense, his dick was out of his shorts, and her bra top had come off.
Me and Jitesh were already hot. I pulled him with me, and picked our robes just. Mine just ended at my ass and he kept his open. By the time we reached, Vijay had his dick in Priya’s cunt. His back was facing us, and we both got naked, I went on my fours and sucked Jitesh, and he was hard within a couple of mins. Priya was leaning against the pool edge, her leg lifted and Vicky was pounding her pussy. Jitesh took me in the waters and inserted me from behind. I bent and my boobs lay on Vijay’s back,making him startled and stop.

Me: Kashala thambto, chalu thev. Mast jhavto Tu.. aaaah majja aa Raha hai Jitesh aur jor se.( Why are you stopping, keep fucking. It feels so great under water, harder Jitesh, harder.)
Jitesh was pounding me hard and my boobs were rubbing on Vijay’s back. I was loving my son’s touch, and it was making me even more horny. And I think even him, he pounded Priya hard and she released. She signalled me and we all came out of the water and on the bench. We both lay our men on the bench and started sucking them.

Sucking Jitesh next to Vijay’s face was a high turn on for me. Vijay was watching me suck Jitesh’s cock. Then Priya signalled me and we both started riding our men. Two middle aged women with big boobs were straddling their men. We bent and gave our boobs to the men you sucked them like babies. We both had our second orgasm,but the men were not done. I knew Jitesh because he had the tab, but was amazed at Vijay’s stamina. Both the men laid us down next to each other and enter us in missionary. Our bodies were touching and so was theirs they Priya turned and kissed me, and we kept kissing like lovers. While the men pounded us and released in us the same time we did. We were all tired and laid there for a while.

Then both Jitesh and Priya went inside naked to get drinks,leaving the mother son naked on the chair.

Me:- Kashi vaatli Priya chi chut? Majja aali Ka ? (Did you like Priya’s cunt?)

V:- ho, mast aahe.(Yes it is great)

Me:- ” Ti tujhi gift aahe. Pudhche 7 divas jevdha pahije jhav tila,”( She is your gift for the next 7 days, fuck her whenever you want) he looked at me in shock.

Me:- ” Are shock Kay tyaat? Jasa Tu mala tya site var Randi banavun Lund milun dila, tasa mi pan tula ek Randi gift keli. Tujhi aai majja martey mag Tu pan maar.”( Why are you shocked? Like you found me a dick on that app, I returned the favour gifting you a whore. When your mother is enjoying a pole, why don’t you enjoy another hole?)
I taunted him, he got a bit tensed too. But I eased it for him.

Me:- “Relax, mi ragavli nahi.infact mala pan avadta he sex. Tu mala tya hookup platform var Randi sarkha post kela na, mag mi aata tujhi iccha purna karnar, and pudhchye 7 divas mi Jitesh chi Randi bananar aahe.Jasa toh bolel, jithe toh bolel tithe jhavnar mi tyaala, tujhya samor. So mag enjoy karuya pudhche 7 divas.”(Relax,I am not angry, I like it too. But since you put my profile on the hook up app like a hooker, I am going to be one for Jitesh.I will fuck him whenever and wherever he asks me too. And right in front of you. So let’s enjoy this fucking mini honeymoon.)

Just then Jitesh and Priya came with drinks. She had bought the same tab for Vijay. I told her if he fucks so long without the tab, imagine what he will do if he eats it. To which she replied.

P:- ” Are janemaan, tera ladka experienced hai, bohat chut chode hai isne pakka, isliye itni Der tikka. Isliye toh goli de rahi taking mujhe bas chodta rahe. Bohat damdaar chodta hai.”( Yes my dear. Your son is an experienced fucker and has fucked many cunts. That is why I want to give him the tab, so that he keeps ploughing my pussy)

I felt proud of her statement and he had the tab. They kept fucking the whole afternoon and went to sleep only to get up around 9 in the night. They both came down wearing shorts and her satin robe, while I was sitting in Jitesh’s lap kissing him in my robe. We had drinks, and asked Jitesh what was the plan.

I want to fuck you out in the open he said. I obliged. And Priya took me upstairs to get me ready. She gave me a halterneck dress, that failed to cover my bums, was backless and had side-cut from the hip. She did not let me wear any undergarments. She wore a bikini and transparent coverup above it. Did make up on me and Man I did look like the road side sluts.

Jitesh took us to a shady pub. All men were ogling at us. He spoke to some one who guided us through a door and inside it was a new world. It was like a dance bar, loud music and women dancing in skimpy clothes, servers were women too, wearing shorts and bra and dancers I saw were pulling their clothes off.

Priya told me this was a whore house and these were prostitutes luring their customers, and then she mentioned you and me are also one of them and these two are our customers. I had a sparkle in my eyes and even Vijay saw it. I saw one prostitute was sucking a customer. I was getting turned on. That’s when Priya whispered let the show begin and winked at me. She pulled me near the table and we started dancing. I also matched her moves and rubbed my body like she did, we seduced our men. Jitesh held a note in his mouth, and Priya whispered to take it from his mouth with mine. So I bent kissed him and took the note, while he rubbed my naked ass. Vijay did the same thing and Priya took the note while he pressed her melons.

I was too turned on with this. I pulled Priya into a liplock and rubbed our bodies. She whispered to me “my rate for blow job, for one session of fuck, and for the entire night.and told me to strip to seduce Jitesh to make the maximum investment. So she pulled her bra off and her naked boobs were seen, and I pulled my halterneck strap down and exposed out melons. The men asked our rates and we told them like sluts. They said they will decide based on the blowjob we give. And gave us a bunch of notes. We both grabbed the notes, went on our fours on the sofa and started sucking our men. Now Jitesh and Vicky sat next to each other, so he had a very close view of watching his whore mother suck her customers cock.

I felt too horny, fucking amongst prostitutes and felt like one. I loved it. I saw around, and saw a foreigner was watching me such Jitesh’s cock while he fucked a girl there. I was looking at his meaty cock while sucking Jitesh and also gave him seductive looks. Vijay saw me doing it and just gave me a smile.
Then men said let’s go home and fuck. We were about to get up, but I insisted Jitesh

Me:-” tune hi toh Bola bahar chodega mujhe, toh yahi chod le in randiyo k beech.”( You said you would fuck me in the open. Then fuck me here in this whore house.) I stripped naked and started riding Jitesh. Vijay pulled Priya on the sofa in missionary and started fucking her. Our bodies were rubbing as it was a small space. Watching my son’s cock move in and out of the woman’s cunt with her being on the 7th sky, made me feel proud of the cock I produced.
We both were panting and were staring at each other. I don’t know what took over me,and I leaned and pulled Vijay and kissed him. I rode Jitesh hard, and he fucked Priya, while we kissed each other passionately.That kiss was as if the tipping point for everyone and we all had orgasm at the same time.

The foreigner was done too, and he watched me naked panting , smacking his lips. And left the place with the expression that tomorrow I will fuck you.
We cleaned and got dressed. Vijay was kind of staying away. On the way back I sucked Jitesh, and looking at me even Priya sucked Vijay while he drove. When we reached home,we were naked. We all went on the same bed and bent on our fours while our men fucked their bitches from.behind. that night we all slept on the same bed, with me and Priya in between and men on the outside.

But in the morning I saw I was in between Jitesh and Vijay. I wanted to touch Vijay so I turned towards Jitesh, and he was fast asleep. When I turned back I saw Vijay was awake. We both started at each other for a few seconds and soon our lips were locked. At first it was pecks and then we started sucking each others lips. My hand went to his cock, giving him a hand job, while he put his fingers on my cunt. I lifted my body a bit, to put my boobs in his mouth while I rubbed his cock, and he suckled on them. We both were too horny and both released in 5-7 minutes.

We caught out breaths and went to sleep again.

What happend next and how did the vacation Go I will tell you in the next part.

I am Vinit, 26 years old. A process trainer at one of the top corporate firms in Mumbai. Young, sharp, and rising through the system. My world was spreadsheets, performance metrics, PowerPoints, and fake motivational emails. That was until she stepped into my life: Divya.

She’s 45, our Regional HR Head, widowed for years, and never remarried. And my personal obsession.

Divya isn’t just a boss; she’s a presence. Every day, she walked in with that commanding air – sarees that hugged her body like they were made just for her, blouses with necklines low enough to make a man forget his name. Her hair was always tied perfectly or left cascading down her back. She had a figure that made my mouth go dry: curvy hips, a thick, round ass, and full 36DD breasts that moved under her silk blouses in slow, hypnotic waves. And she had this smile – half-grin, half-smirk – that always made me feel like she knew exactly what I was thinking.

And I was thinking filthy things.

At first, it was just glances. She’d pass by, heels clicking, and I’d pretend to stay focused on my screen while sneaking looks. During team meetings, when she sat across from me, I couldn’t focus on anything except the slight bounce of her breasts when she laughed or leaned forward.

I had crushes before, but this one turned dark, intense. I started staying late just to see her walk to her car, imagining what she’d wear underneath those tight sarees, what she looked like naked, and what she sounded like when she moaned.

Then came the first time she spoke to me alone.

It was post-lunch, and the office was buzzing. I was refilling my coffee when she walked in beside me.

“You’re Vinit, right? Process trainer?” she asked.

I nodded, instantly alert.

She smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. “You’re quite popular with the new joiners. I’ve heard a lot about your sessions.”

“Good things, I hope,” I said, trying to stay calm.

She tilted her head. “Very good. Sharp. Charming. A bit bold, maybe. But… effective.”

I didn’t know how to respond. She turned, fixed herself a cup of green tea, and just before walking away, said, “You and I should have coffee sometime. I like sharp men.”

I stood there, frozen, my heart pounding.

That coffee happened two days later, in the cafeteria, then in her office, and then outside work.

We talked about everything – work, life, books, movies. There was a connection, but always with this underlying current of something more. Her touches lingered a second too long, her eyes dropped to my lips more than once, and, god, her laugh – it went straight to my cock.

Weeks passed, and texts turned flirty. We exchanged voice notes after midnight. She’d send me pictures from events she attended: sarees, dresses, and sometimes a bit more revealing than necessary. One time, she sent me a picture in a silk robe, saying it was an accident.

It wasn’t.

Then came the first date, which she called casual.

“Wine and views,” she said, inviting me to a rooftop bar.

She showed up in a deep maroon saree with a sleeveless blouse that clung to her chest like a second skin. Her cleavage was impossible to ignore, and my jaw clenched the whole night as my pants got tighter every time she leaned in and touched my arm.

“You know, Vinit,” she said after the third glass of wine, “you’re dangerously easy to talk to.”

I smiled. “You’re dangerously hard to resist.”

She looked at me for a long moment, no words, just heat.

That night ended with a kiss – deep, slow, her hand gripping the back of my neck, her tongue teasing mine. Before pulling away, she whispered, “I like slow burns. Don’t fuck it up.”

The second date was at her home.

Her place was elegant, classy, with candles, wine, and soft music. She opened the door in a black silk robe that barely hid anything, and I could see the curve of her breasts and the smooth skin of her thighs.

“Nervous?” she asked, pouring wine.

“Hard,” I replied.

She laughed. “Good. I like honesty.”

We sat on the couch, close, her thigh brushing mine. The wine made us bolder, or maybe the tension had built up too long.

I leaned in, and she didn’t stop me. Our lips met again – this time hungrier, wetter, deeper. Her robe slipped open, and my hand found her breast: full, warm, soft, with a hard nipple I couldn’t wait to taste.

“Wait,” she whispered. “Take your time. Explore me. I’ve waited long enough.”

She led me to her bedroom – dim lights, big bed, soft sheets.

I undressed her slowly, kissing her neck, then down to her breasts. I sucked her nipples, bit them gently, loving the way she moaned. My hands slid over her wide hips, gripped that ass I’d dreamed about. She was wet already, her pussy glistening, shaved clean.

She dropped to her knees and freed my cock – thick, veined, 7.5 inches of rock-hard hunger. She looked up at me, licked her lips, and then took me into her mouth.

She sucked like she was starving – deep, slow, with a rhythm that made my knees buckle. Her tongue circled the tip, then took me in deeper until I hit the back of her throat. I held her hair, moaning.

She stood up, smiled wickedly, and whispered, “Now lie down. Let me ride that young cock.”

I obeyed.

She climbed on top, guided me inside her. Her pussy was tight, warm, soaked. She let out a deep moan as I filled her.

“God, Vinit… you feel so fucking good.”

She rode me slow at first, grinding, her breasts bouncing in front of me. I grabbed them, licked and sucked her nipples, while she increased the pace. Her nails scratched down my chest, her eyes wild.

“You like being used by your boss?”

“Yes, Ma’am.”

“Good. Then take it.”

She slammed down harder, faster. My hands gripped her hips, helping her ride me into madness. I felt the orgasm building.

“Please, Ma’am… can I cum?”

She leaned down, bit my earlobe, and whispered, “Fill me. Now.”

I exploded inside her, my cock pulsing, shooting deep. She moaned loud, her own climax hitting as she clenched around me.

We lay there after, tangled, sweaty, breathless.

She kissed my chest. “You’re mine now.”

And I didn’t want to belong to anyone else.

The end.

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“Housekeeping” knock, knock, knock.
“Housekeeping” knock, knock, knock.
“Housekeeping” knock, knock, knock.

Nazifa, the housekeeping supervisor, pauses for a bit before using her master key to open the door. The housekeeping department got a call for water bottles and Naz, as Nazifa is often referred to, comes to hand them over.

The department is instructed to take special care of the guest of this room.

The guest is a billionaire and a close friend of the hotel’s CEO. Not only that, the guest is visually impaired and always travels with a companion who occupies the adjacent room. The companion helps the guest in setting up his room, selecting the dress he wears, go around and conduct his business. Once his things are taken care of, the companion leaves the room and waits for the guest to call.

All the senior staff are aware of this.

Upon entering the room, Naz doesn’t see anyone. She presumes that the guest left after asking for water. She walks up and places the bottles on the head-side table adjacent to his bed.

Just then, the toilet door, opposite to the bed, opens and the guest walks out. Naz is frozen with this unexpected entry.

What shocks her is the fact the he’s almost nude, except for the towel wrapped around his waist.

His body is well maintained.
6’1 ft tall.
Medium complexion
Slim with absolutely no flab
Entire body has no trace of hair – other than his eye brows and head.
A mix of black and grey hair.

Looking at him, she thinks he’s probably a bit over 50 years.

There are a few drops of water sliding over his well toned body.

He walks up to the foot side of the bed. That’s when she sees that his dress is placed on the foot side of his bed.

He reaches the bed and searches for his underwear. As he finds it, he picks it up and is about it wear.

Stops suddenly with a frown on his face.

Throws the underwear back on the bed and walks across to the head side of the bed, towards the side table where Naz is.

Naz is now shit scared.

He comes close to her.

She doesn’t know what to do.

She’s still, not knowing what to do.

He comes close to her and says “I don’t know who you are. But by your fragrance, I can say you’re a lady and the fact you’re in my room without me letting you in, says that you’re a hotel staff. You’ve seen me almost nude. And I’m sure you know I can’t see. So it’s only fair that I feel you completely. But I don’t want to do it without your permission. If you’re willing, guide my hand onto your waist. If you’re not comfortable, you may leave now.”

Naz is totally overpowered by the situation. Though he was polite, his voice is deep and commanding.

She just surrenders to the situation…as if someone mesmerised her.

She holds his left hand with her right hand and places it on her bare waist. The hotel uniform is a saree and the adds to the sensuality.

The first touch gives her goosebumps.

He gently runs his finger tips over her bare waist. And slowly runs them up over her curves. Running them over the fabric of the blouse along the side of her chest, over her shoulder and neck.

As he reached the neck, his hand goes behind her neck, inserts his fingers into her hair from the back of her neck, grabs her hair and pulls her head back.

“Aahhh” she shreiks by the unexpected pain.

He bends forward, senses where her exhalations are and gently gives a peck on her lips.

She admires his ability to find the right spot despite his disability.

“Kiss me more” she begs.

She’s surprised at how she surrendered to a total stranger. She’s not only smitten by him totally but is also expressing it shamelessly.

He comes close to her and licks her lips with the tip of his tongue. She gently opens her lips expecting him to kiss.

He withdraws. “Such a tease” she thinks. Just then, he pulls her head to the side and he kisses over her neck and nibbles her shoulder area. As he does that, he tightly grabs her waist with his right hand.

She gasps at his sudden assault and puts her arms around his neck bringing him closer to her. That area is her weakest link and that assault by him and totally got her under his control. Now there’s no going back.

As he continues to passionately kiss her neck region, his hand on the waist moves up to remove her saree from her shoulder. One end of her saree drops like a pile on the floor. His hand goes behind her and skilfully unhooks her blouse and bra in one go exposing her bare back to his hand.

As he rubs her back, she uses her hands to remove her blouse and bra hurriedly.

“Someone is eager to get laid” he smirks as she’s totally embarrassed. She’s blushing but unfortunately he can’t see that beautiful sight.

She grabs his hand and places it over her left boob. He gently caresses her boob and pinches her nipple. She loves the way he’s treating her.

She can’t hold herself back as her hand runs over his chest and pulls off his towel. She then proceeds to grab his erect manhood and begins to run her hand over to size it up. She loves structure and gently pulls his foreskin back. Her hand becomes moist with his precum.

She sits over the bed while holding his cock and pulls him closer so it’s right infront of her eyes. It probably is about 6 inches, dark brown and has a pink head that’s a little larger than the ones she has ever seen.

She licks the precum and slowly inserts the cock inside her mouth. She could take half of it in and begins to gently suck it. As she does it, she puts her other hand around him and grabs his firm butt. What surprises her is that his cock begins to grow stiffer and thicker as she continues to suck it.

After a couple of minutes, he withdraws from her and tries to search the rest of the garments covering her. She understands what he’s trying to do and gently makes him lie over the bed. She then proceeds to undress completely.

Naz then climbs over the bed and bends down to kiss him. They engage in a deep kiss for over a minute.

As she’s straddles across him to ride him, he says “I don’t have a condom.”

She smiles and says “it’s ok. I’m safe and I trust you’re safe as well. Moreover, I want to feel your bare skin and your warm cum inside my pussy.”

She holds his cock, positions her pussy entrance right at its tip and gently pushes it in. May be just an inch and she stops and gasps for breath. “You’ve a thick cock” she exclaims.

That compliment works magic and further thickens his cock while his ego swells.

Naz continues to lower herself further and in a minute her pussy completely engulfs his cock. She gives her pussy a moment so it can adjust to the cock’s girth. As she’s used to that piece of meat, she starts to ride him.

Her husband calls Naz a leaky tap as she cums easily. In less than a minute, she experiences a mind-numbing orgasm. She puts her palms over her chest and is trying to let her body stop trembling.

Now, he can’t wait. He raises his chest and with his cock still in her, he turns Naz over and is now on top of her in missionary. He begins to fuck her immediately. With every passing second, his speed is increasing.

“Keep going, don’t stop, don’t stop” yells Naz as she experiences another orgasm. As her body quivers, he thursts deep into her and begins to cum while groaning out loud.

She hugs him tight while her palm is rubbish his back and says “yeah baby…yeah baby”.

He collapses over her crushing her boobs with his chest.

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It was the Summer of 2025, 3 men and 2 ladies decided to break free from the routine (and mundane) life and have some fun. All five of us traveled to Goa. All married but not to each other. The idea was to have unrestrained fun. All day and night. For 3 nights and 4 days.

Five of us – Pranshi, Subhra, Lokesh, JD, and I- were craving action without having to worry about spouses, kids, phone calls, and work. We planned meticulously for our trip given we were traveling from different locations, and had different natures of jobs and responsibilities. Found a large plush villa in North Goa with a private swimming pool, secluded and with self-check-in option. We booked a self-drive car, big enough to fit all five of us comfortably and still leave a lot of space 😉

The interesting part of the trip was that it had a good mix of solid planning of logistics and a lot of surprises around people and what was in store for them. I was the common thread amongst all of us. While I have known the men for over a decade, I had met Pranshi and Subhra independently during my work trips.

Physically, all of us are reasonably good-looking and in our late 30s/early 40s. Mentally, we are adventurous and experimental but planned meticulously given the high stakes. We all got ourselves tested for STD infections because we didn’t want to have any apprehensions during the act. All were clean.

I was flying in from Singapore, Lokesh and JD from Bangalore, Pranshi, and Subhra from Mumbai. We all landed between 2-4 PM on Thursday and the car was already waiting for us at the Dabolim airport.

We didn’t want to attract a lot of attention and after exchanging smiles and some small talk, we hopped into the car. I chose to drive, which I later realized was a mistake. JD was sitting next to me. Lokesh, Pranshi, and Subhra were in the back seat while the last row was empty.  Lokesh is chatty and quickly becomes comfortable with both the girls. JD is shy and takes time to open up. It was an hour-long drive which took about 90 minutes because of the traffic.

Lokesh started getting naughty in the car, with one hand on the left thigh of Shubra and the other on the right thigh of Pranshi.  Shubra is 36, 5”7” and is blessed with a figure to die for 36C-28-36. She was wearing a black dress that barely reached her knees.

Pranshi, on the other hand, is more mature at 42 and is luckier when it comes to her assets. At 5’5” and 38C-30-38, her curves stood out and could drive men crazy. She was wearing a short dress with a flower print, barely covering her thighs and showing ample cleavage.

By the time we hit North Goa, Lokesh was already rubbing Pranshi’s pussy and crushing Shubra’s firm boobs. The mild moans were distracting me and I was feeling stupid for choosing to drive. JD got horny too and was rubbing his dick with his shorts on while I could only feel jealous. Closer to the villa, we bought booze, vapes, condoms, and finger food. We reached around 6 PM and getting a bit dark. By the time I had parked, the concoction of traffic, moans, and sexual tension had driven me nuts and I was experiencing a mild headache.

We got into the villa. It had three rooms. Three men chose their respective rooms and the ladies got an option to choose their partner for tonight. Subhra walked into my room on the first floor, Pranshi shifted with JD on the ground floor and Lokesh was alone in his room, which was on the first floor. He was clearly disappointed but was still okay given he had gotten his share of fun in the car. Plus there were no boundaries amongst us. All the doors of the room were open for everyone. All the time

The moment Shubhra and I entered our room, we hugged each other tight and started kissing passionately. I am 6’1” and with her heels on Subhra was as tall as me. She started walking towards the mirror, a tall human-size mirror, and checked herself out. I followed and hugged her from behind, holding her by the waist and licking her neck. I was wearing tight green shorts and a grey T-shirt. My throbbing dick was poking her butt crack. I held her tight, started massaging her boobs, biting her ear lobes, and poking her ass hard. She let a moan out. I moved my right hand and started rubbing her pussy with panties on only to realize that her panties were soaked. Think Lokesh had good fun in the car.

I bent down on my knees, while she was still facing the mirror and started biting her ass cheeks gently. She spread her legs and before she knew I had relieved her of her panties. I turned her around, and started licking and sucking her pussy. My tongue darted deep inside her while my nails dug into her ass cheeks. As I tongue-fucked Subhra, my hand started teasing her asshole, rubbing it and occasionally fingering it. Her moans were getting louder and she spread her legs further. She was holding me by the hair while I was eating her pussy. With a loud moan, she came into my mouth. I gulped it all and sucked her dry. This is where getting ourselves tested for STDs came in handy.

I got up, lifted her in my arms, and threw her in the bed. She got on her fours, with her knees at the edge of bed and I was standing right behind her. I got rid of T-shirts and shorts but let the briefs stay on. My dick was teasing her asshole while I bent over her and held her by boobs only to realize she had gotten rid of her bra. This drove me super crazy and with my chest on her back, throbbing dick near her asshole, I was kneading her boobs and twitching the nipples. Her moans were getting louder and her hand reached for my dick. Finding that I was still covered, she blurted, “Nikaal apna lund harami aur phaad de meri chut”. A raw language from an otherwise sophisticated Shubra turned me on. I got rid of the brief and lifted her dress to get a full view of her buttery smooth but firm ass. I pushed her back towards the bed, lifted her buttock, and held her by her hair. Before she could feel the pain of her hair getting pulled, I shoved my dick inside her well-lubricated pussy.

She further spread her legs, and I got my grip adjusted, holding her hair with my left hand and placing the right hand on her hips. I started moving back and forth, occasionally spanking her ass hard while she moved along with me in rhythm. As I started humping her hard, my balls were slapping her ass cheeks and her moans filled the room.

After humping for a few minutes we were both sweaty and a few of my sweat drops hit her ass cheeks. I paused for a minute, bent over her back and got hold of both the boobs, and started pounding again. I felt the contraction of her pussy and she came one more time with a loud moan. I was on the edge of coming. This is when Lokesh walked in grinning and nursing his dick.

What happened after it? A lot. Stay tuned. We have just got started.

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Hello all Sujata here with next part of my story.
In the previous part we saw how I brought Vijay on my whore trip to Goa, gifted him a whore and openly fucked with Jitesh in front of him at home and at the whore house.
How I was tempted to kiss him and how we played with each other. Let’s see further.

After playing with each other we went to sleep again. I woke up the in the afternoon, watching Vijay face me as he fucked Priya in missionary. She presses my boobs,as he pounded her looking at me and smiling. I felt he was fucking her, but imagining me. So I decided to give him a good view. I moved to Priya and kissed her, while below I spread my legs, to show him my cunt and started fingering me. He gave her deep strokes and she was moaning loudly, I gave my boobs in her mouth as she sucked on them,I fingered myself.

Watching his mother joining him in sex kind of made my son mad and he started pounding her pussy harder now. Thap thap thap was the noise that was cumming along with Priya and my moans. In five minutes we all released one after the other, and this time he did not release inside her, he pulled out and sprayed it on our faces. I was shocked, Priya was smiling. She licked the cum on my face and we kissed and shared the cum with each other. She made me gulp it down. He lay there in my naked lap, as we shared the cum. I asked him to go get fresh and get us some water.

Me and Priya laid there naked when I spoke to her.
Me:- “Kaisa laga Mera beta?”( How did you find my son?)

P:-” Tere jaisa chuddakad. Bohat aag hai isne, and Uske pata hai aurat kaise chodte hai. Mera bohat saalo k baad Pani nikala hai and jab SE tere bete SE Mili Hu, bas Pani hi nikala Raha hai Mera.”( He is a fucker like you. He has got good stamina. I have cum after a long time, and he has made me cum twice in every fuck we had. )” Tu bata Randi, Tu bhi Kam chinaal Nahi hai, Dekha Maine kaise us gore Ka Lund Dekh rahi thi aur line de rahi thi.” (And you are a slut too, I saw you eye the foreigner while sucking Jitesh)

Me:- I blushed at first. ” Haan uska size kafi bada tha, and Woh mujhe hawas k nazro SE Dekh Raha tha. Usse MERI chut geeli ho gayi this”( yes, he was big and was watching me with hungry eyes. I got wet down there)

P:- toh chud jaati usse. Jitesh dalla hai aise bhi, Woh gora dollar deta toh bech deta tujhe. ( So you should have fucked with him, he would have given Jitesh some money for fuck you.,) Wise Kaha dhanda karti hai Tu? Kaun hai tera dalla? ( Whcih whore house do you work for, and who is your pimp)

Listening to her made me feel like a cheap slut. And Vijay walked in with water. Looking at him it came out of my mouth.

Me:- yeh hai na, Mera beta. Yehi hai Mera dalal. Isine mere andar k Randi KO pehchaana and bahar nikala.”( He is, my son, he is my pimp)

She was shocked at this at first.

P:- ” Kismat waali hai Tu k Aisa beta Mila. But ek Randi pehle Apne bhadva SE chudti hai. Kitne Baar choda isne?”( You are lucky you have a son like him. But a whore is first fucked by his pimp??) then she turned to Vijay and asked, ” Kyu re kitni Baar tune apni mas chodi?” He just shied. She continued “Waise tere bete KO malum hai aurat chodna,aur stamina bhi Acha hai. Yeh dhande main ghusa toh bohat kamayega “( your son knows to fuck a women well. If he gets into business he will earn handsomely)

I was puzzled to which she told me what a Gigolo is , and how there are high profile women who hire men to fuck regularly. I saw Vijay was looking interested. Just then Jitesh walked in and smooched me. He had already done bath and had got us some food. Me and Priya decided to have bath together, and I enquired all about Gigolo part. Looking at my interest, she extended an offer.

P:-” main tere bete KO dhande main utar sakhti Hu, but ek shart hai meri. Tere bete k Lund ne mujhe diwana Bana Diya hai, Tu isse Mera pati Bana,MATLAB meri bhi Lund ki pyaas bhuj jaayegi aur dhanda bhi Bana rahega. Saare paise tum Rakh Lena, bas mujhe Isla Lund de dena”{ I can launch your son in the business, but you have to get him married to me
His cock has made me crazy and I want it. I will get his cock and you get the money)

I told her, my husband won’t agree to getting him married to a 16 year older woman. She got sad, I kissed her and said she can come and fuck with him whenever she wants. We came out of the bath, wearing our satin robes. We were sitting and eating when I asked Jitesh, how did he intend to fuck his whore today? He gave me the choice to decide and I looked at Vijay, and he said, he wanted to see his whore mother get fucked on a beach. And he knew a lonesome spot where we good go and fuck naked on the beach. Then let’s go and honor my son’s wish I said.

It was 5 in the evening, and Vijay took us to a cliff, made us walk for 20 mins. Priya got me a thin bikini that covered my nipples and was tied at the front, while the panty was just hanging by a thread. Over this I wore a netted cover up, while she was dressed in a thin satin cover up. It was indeed a lonely place and midway through Jitesh got a call. Since the network was not great, he told us to carry on and he will join in a few mins. He kissed me and told me to enjoy, while he’ll get the call and come back.

We all walked and to my surprise I saw a guy there. I complaint that this is not lonely, to which Priya said, does it even matter to us whores! And there is a surprise for you. As we walked closer I saw the guy was same foreigner from the club yesterday. Priya went to talk to him and I looked at Vijay.
He said to me :- ” Surprise. Tula pahije hota na hyaacha, mag aata the.” ( You wanted to fuck him right now take him )

I looked at him like what? I am here with my bf and you want me to cheat on him? He smiled at me and said yes. He is not marrying you, and neither are you. You both are not committed, then how does it matter. The slut inside you wants to try his cock, then go ahead do it. Priya has got him caught up there and he won’t be here for another 30 more mins.

He walked to me, and he already had a hard-on. He must be in his 50’s a couple of years older than me. With a dad bod, Israeli male.
The man:- you look hot baby, what’s your rate?
I looked at him and said :- ” it depends, it can be free if you fuck my brains out, and you don’t have much time before my customer comes in.”

The man:-” then what are we waiting for ?”

He pushed my head down, and I went on my knees while his dick popped out of his underwear. it was a meaty 8 inch long and thick dick. I looked at Vijay, and he signalled me to go for it. And I started sucking his cock. I knew we did not have much time, but wanted to give him all the fun. I spat on it and made it wet with my saliva, while he removed my sarong and pulled the bra string. I sucked him for a few mins and then I got up. I pulled my panties down and he wanted to put his dick in me, instead he pulled me on his face, and licked me. He was an amazing licker and he brought me to the peak in a couple of mins.
He stopped, and I looked at him in eagerness. He pushed me down and inserted his dick in me in one go. I was so wet that the dick went in nice and easy. And he made me straddle him.

Aaaah aaaah. Was all I did, and I looked around and found that Priya was naked and was sucking Vijay’s cock. He was looking at me fucking like a whore and loving it. That gave me the boost and I bent forward and started kissing the man, while he fucked me hard. Then he turned me on the 4s, and inserted me from behind. Vijay turned Priya facing me in doggie and we both started kissing each other. This made the men go crazy and they started fucking our pussies like dogs. The bent on us, held our boobs and kissed our legs while the dicks ploughed us, and they fucked us for nice 20 minutes before the cummed on our faces. Priya spotted Jitesh coming back and from far. So we quickly told him to leave. But he did not before I gave him a nice smooch and boob suck session. When he was done he took some money, and gave it to me. I took it kissed him and he left from the back.
I gave the money to my pimp, that is my son and said.
Me:- ” tujhya aai chi Randi mhanun pahili Kamai, and mi majhya bhadvyalach denar so Tula dete.( This is my first income as whore and so I am giving it to my pimp) I kissed him and thanked him. “Thank you majhyaatli Randi baher kadhlis te. Aata mi pan Priya sarkhi Lund ghenar.”( Thank you for bringing the whore out in me, now I will become a whore and you will be my pimp. )

He was hard again and the meds that we took had made us super horny. Jitesh walked in and I pulled him near, hurriedly pulled his shorts and started sucking him we all went to the sea naked and both men fucked us again. We three had just had sex, but still we had another session, all because of the meds. After the fuck, it was dark already. The men made us walk only with the cover ups and before sitting in the car I think someone saw us. We all came back home and had bath together. I came and stood naked in front of the mirror and saw myself, with swollen pussy lips, teeth marks on my boobs, shoulders necks and a wet pussy still wanting cocks. I remembered Priya’s offer, and decided to talk with her.

What happend next and how I turned my son a Gigolo and how I became a whore with my husband as my pimp, I will tell you in the next part

Hi guys! This is Nikhil again. It has been a long time since I have written our story. I lost my Gmail account, which I used for feedback, and without knowing the feedback on my last story, I wasn’t motivated to write another one. I am now 34 years old, and Priya is 32. These are true incidents and a continuation of my previous stories.

So, things between me and Priya became regular. We either met at her house for fun, under the pretext of tutoring her, or we sneaked into my house by cutting class while my parents were at the office. The only change we had from the previous stories is that we started using condoms.

One such day, I brought her home during the morning, after both my parents had left for work. She was in her uniform. She sometimes carries sexy outfits to spice things up. Once we reached home, she went straight to the bedroom and closed the door behind her. After a few minutes, she opened the door, and she was wearing a red short dress that was way above her thigh length, with a spaghetti strap. She looked stunning in that piece of clothing.

I walked over to her and grabbed her by her waist and pulled her closer to me. I was intoxicated by her. I planted a kiss on her lips while grabbing her perfectly shaped ass, and she started reciprocating the kiss immediately.

I lifted her up and went to the living room, where we usually had sex. Without breaking the kiss, I took her to the living room and placed her on the couch.

I started kissing her legs from the thighs and worked my way down to her pussy, as usual, but this time I was so turned on by her that I didn’t try to tease her and started licking her pussy by parting her panties to the side. She was moaning with pleasure and ran her fingers through my hair. As I mentioned in my previous stories, she cums fast and has chain orgasms. She started cumming one after another while I was licking and fingering her pussy, and finally collapsed on the couch.

After a couple of minutes, she crawled over to my side of the couch and started kissing me. She made her way down and removed my jeans and started licking my cock from tip to bottom. She went on to suck my balls while stroking my cock. She slowly kissed her way back to the tip of my cock and wrapped her lips around it.

While she was sucking my cock, my phone started ringing. As the phone was next to us, we saw the name on the caller ID, and Priya froze.

It was her mother calling me. Both of us started panicking. So many thoughts crossed our minds, like how she found out that we are together.

She asked me not to pick it up. But as she called for the second time, I picked up the call and started talking to her casually, and from her talks, I understood that she was just making casual conversation. Priya was also listening to this and got relieved, and the sly minx just went down and started playing with my cock again.

I looked at her, asking her what the fuck she was doing through my facial expressions. She paid no heed and started sucking me off even more passionately.

There I was, talking to Priya’s mother on the phone while getting blown by her. It was a different kind of pleasure. As I was enjoying the moment, her mom asked me a question that got us both tensed again.

Priya’s mom: Nikhil, I know you are her best friend. I have been noticing Priya lately, being so secretive about her phone calls and all. Tell me the truth, is she having any relationship?

Me: No, aunty. There is nothing like that.

Priya’s mom: Son, don’t try to protect her. I know that she would have told you about this. Tell me his name.

So many thoughts ran through my head at that time. Just like in the movies, everything was in slow motion for me. I could see Priya showing hand signs to tell her that there is nobody like that.

Me: That’s me, aunty. She is talking with me. We are in a relationship.

Priya’s mom: Don’t try to save her. Please tell me who it is.

Me: I am telling the truth, aunty. We are in a relationship.

There was silence everywhere. Her mom didn’t know how to respond. Priya had her hands over her head, and her mom just cut the call.

She started shouting at me.

Priya: What the fuck did you do, Nick? What do you think will happen now?

Me: I don’t know. I panicked. But I think it was the right thing to do. Get ready, let’s go back to college.

Priya: Where do you think you are going? You think we will get another chance to be alone again? Forget what happened for a while and fuck me like no tomorrow.

I got an instant hard-on when I heard her say that. She came and put the condom on me.

I pushed her onto the couch, spread her legs, and started ramming my cock into her dripping wet pussy. She was moaning with pleasure, and I leaned into kiss her without stopping the thrusts. I sensed her orgasm building up, and I increased the pace of my thrusts, and we both climaxed simultaneously.

I was still hard. I wanted more, and by the looks of her, she did too.

I sat on the couch while she removed the condom and sucked my cock clean. She helped me with another condom, and this time sat on my lap. My cock slipped right into her already dripping, used pussy, and she started riding me. Her tits were bouncing right in front of my face. I grabbed those jiggling tits with both my hands and took turns sucking her nipples one by one.

She kept on going for a while, and once her movement slowed down, I leaned back a little and held her hips and started thrusting upwards. As I was about to cum, she jumped down and removed the condom and started blowing me again till I unloaded my entire load into her mouth, which she gulped down hungrily.

After swallowing it all, she came and sat next to me, hugging. We sat like that for some time, talking about what was going to happen now.

I would love to write about what happened next and about our other adventures if I get some response to the story, both positive and negative.

Feel free to contact me for your feedback at [email protected]. I’m awaiting your responses and feedback to start writing another one of our sex stories.

Hello guys, welcome back. Let’s continue the story without any further ado.

As I previously mentioned Meenal and I had sex regularly. We also had some intimate photos and videos of us together. I also proposed to Meenal to fuck her ass but she always said no. Her ass was not too great so I didn’t force her. But this changed.

A very innocent, rich and handsome boy had struck Meenal’s eye and now she wanted him. She finally trapped him and he fell in love with her. Meenal now wanted to end what we have but I cannot easily let go of my daily pleasure. So I made Meenal an offer.

I said, “You bring back Dimple back into my life and then you can leave. After all it’s because of you that she is not with me”. Tbh I was also bored with Meenal. She lacked the figure that Dimple had. Every time I hugged Meenal or fucked in Missionary her chest felt empty. Also, Meenal was somewhat dominating and tough to control.

Meenad said it was not possible and told me how she had gaslighted Dimple against me. I got angry knowing that and told her that I would spoil her new relationship. She got scared and requested to wait. She ensures that she will convince Dimple to come with me.

She went to Dimple and god knows how but Dimple texted me in the evening. I have to agree that Dimple was such a stupid goat or should I say Meenal was a cunning manipulative fox. Tbh, I didn’t care until I was getting what I wanted. After some manipulation from Meenal and me, Dimple was back again with me.

Now I immediately didn’t ask her for sex because I knew I had to restart. So I took her out, had some cakes and movies and did some romantic gestures. She started to like me again and then came the day I knew I might have a chance. It was my birthday and as you know, birthdays are best for asking for gifts.

In the evening, I took Dimple to a romantic candlelight dinner and proposed to her and she agreed to be my gf again. We hugged and I kissed her lips. The surroundings were quiet so Dimple also reciprocated and we kissed for 2 minutes.

I told her to stay at my place tonight. She rejected it at first but then I made a sad face So she agreed. We reached my room and Dimple went to the washroom to freshen up. I set the lighting and other things to make her mood. When she came out she looked hot.

She was wearing a maroon one piece, she opened her hair and her face had a few drops of water. Her hands and legs were properly waxed and her skin was shining. She was prepared for tonight and sat near me on the bed. I held her hand, put the hairs behind her ear and then went to kiss her neck from the side.

She squirmed but I continued kissing her neck and now I was also leaving saliva on her neck. I made her lie on the bed, came on top of her and smooched her passionately. Soon it turned into a French kiss best Dimple wasn’t a great kisser.

After kissing her I slowly went to her chest and licked there and with my hands, I removed her sleeves from the shoulders. I made her stand and removed her dress completely. She was wearing a matching creme-colored bra and panty (later I found out it was Meenal’s suggestion to her).

I told her to turn around and show me her ass and there I could see the flesh I was missing in Meenal. I opened my shirt and jeans and jumped on her.

I again kissed her hard and pressed her boobs over her bra. She was moaning into my mouth but I pressed and kissed harder. I moved to her neck and gave a bite and she shouted “Aah, ouch, ye mat karo Jay. Mark reh jaega”

I turned her around and I bit her back and held her wrists tightly. Her brown back was getting red. She tried to push me away so I held her bra strap from behind and told her to stay.

She resisted so I pulled her strap and hit her hard. She shouted “Jay, dukh rha hai… Aise karoge to nhi karungi”. I licked her neck and earlobe and said “Sorry baby, par maza aa rha hai”.

I again kissed her entire back and sometimes bit her. She was constantly moaning aah aah. I opened her strap stood up and told her to stay in this position. I admired her beauty, silky back with red bite marks and a bra strip hit and her ass was constantly twitching. What a view!

I turned her around again removed her bra and attacked her breasts. I mauled the right one while sucking the left. They were barely fitting in my hand. That’s the thing I was missing in Meenal.

She was moaning and shouting when I bit her but her hands were roaming in my hair and she was enjoying it as well. I sucked, mauled, and bit the boobs with my heart’s content and then I slid one hand into her panties.

She was wet and had trimmed her pubic hairs. Her pussy was smooth as compared to the previous time. I began rubbing my hand on her pussy lips and her moaning increased.

I slid one finger into her vagina which was pretty tight and warm. She shouted but I put my other hand in her mouth. My both hands started the action and my mouth was constantly biting her boobs. The sensation of pain and pleasure was making her mad.

I removed my hand from her mouth and allowed her to moan and breathe. When I sensed she was about to cum I withdrew my hand from her pussy. She was in shock.

I said it’s my bday today so I will be the one to cum first and directed her to please my cock. She half heartedly removed my underwear. My cock sprung out.

She first rubbed it slowly with her fingers but after some time it was frustrating me. So I told her to apply saliva and she did the same. Now the friction reduced and I began to enjoy it.

I told her to take it in mouth and she didn’t want to upset me on my bday. She licked the tip and slowly took the bulb in her mouth. I told her to stay and keep her mouth open with her tongue out.

After that, I slide my cock inside her and touched her throat and came out. She gagged but I liked it. I made her wear her specs and told her to look me in the eye when I did it and don’t stop me.

I again slide my cock in and this time I slowly started to fuck her mouth. Saliva was drooling from her mouth but she just held my thighs tightly and didn’t object. I continuously touched her throat and her eyes had tears.

She was looking great in her specs, with a cute open mouth and tongue and my black cock exploring her mouth. Her breath was heavy and her boobs were moving up and down.

I was about to cum so I held her head and put my cock deep in her throat and made her stay there. She shouted “Mmmm mmm” but I left her only after depositing my semen in her throat.

She was breathing heavily and tears were in her eyes but I just fell on the bed and relaxed. She ran towards the bathroom gargled and came back. She was angry at me so I decided to please her again.

I made her sit on my mouth and rubbed her pussy giving her ultimate pleasure. I inserted one finger and then 2 and continuously rubbed her pussy with my tongue. She was moaning like crazy.

I also bit her sometimes and she pulled my hair which I liked. Finally, she came all over my face and fell on me in the 69 position. After relaxing for 5 minutes I came and slept near her and I kissed her to make her taste her own cum.

She tasted it and she didn’t like the taste so she started to apologize. I liked the taste but I decided to use this opportunity and asked her for sex. She was tired but to compensate she agreed and thought it would be over like the last time. But she forgot I had ample practice with Meenal.

I started pounding her in missionary and with each stroke she was feeling the pain. With Meenal, I always had hard sex and her petite body would be in pain after that. She also used to miss class the next day.

But Dimple wasn’t aware of it. After 10 strokes she was crying and requested me to slow down. I said it’s not in my control. I feel so much energy that I need to take it on something.

She said please hold something release your energy there. So I held her boobs and since her pussy was paining she agreed. I gave long slow strokes now but I was mauling her boobs and pinching her nipples. She was feeling the pain and pleasure together so was ok with it.

But after some time her boobs also started to pain and I wasn’t done. So I told her to turn into doggy style (which I wanted because she had some curves as I mentioned in the first part). She agreed and turned in a doggy pose.

I was turned on very much now because of the flesh on her sides and also her fatty ass. I first held her side skin entered her and started giving hard strokes. She stopped me after 5-6 strokes and told me you’re hurting me again.

So I said lemme handle your ass and she immediately denied it (I wanted to fuck her asshole but I knew it would be too much of an ask). So I said I will maul them just like your boobs. She thought ass has more fat so it will pain less so she agreed.

I again started fucking her and simultaneously spanked her ass continuously. She was moaning and became all sweaty and was in pain. I made her ass cheeks red.

I was on the verge of cumming so I thought lemme give her pleasure so she would lemme fuck again. I stopped spanking and dragged my tongue on her backline and licked her sweat.

She got surprised and wet. I kissed her earlobes and started giving slow and deep strokes and inserted my tongue in her ear and then kissed her lips from behind.

I asked her if she wanted to ride me but she denied saying she was tired and wanted to end it. I said ok and turned her and started fucking her from the front. I lip-locked her and fucked her nicely and also licked her neck and boobs. She also was on the verge so we both came together.

I slept on her side and kissed her and said this is the best bday gift I ever received. I also gave her her favorite chocolate just to lighten her mood. Then we slept in each other’s arms.

Thanks for reading and there are more parts to come so stay tuned. You can contact me at [email protected]