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Hi friends, Victor here. Let me share a little slice of my real life with you.

I’m 35 years old, based in Ahmedabad, Gujarat. I stay alone in my own apartment, while my family lives in my native place. Living by myself gives me freedom. The kind where nights are mine to enjoy, my thoughts are mine to explore, and my desires are mine to indulge.

Life, to me, is simple: earn well, eat well, and fuck well. That’s all we really need. Keep things uncomplicated, stay happy, spread happiness, and most importantly, live a beautiful and satisfying sexual life. At this age, I’ve learned to understand what a woman truly wants.

Men like me are calm, confident, and know how to make a woman feel desired. I don’t believe in limits—it’s all about the body, the chemistry, and the thrill of adventure. When passion flows freely, sex becomes so much more intense, so much more unforgettable.

Let’s start the Story Friends,

Riya had just moved in next door with her new husband. From the outside, she looked like the perfect newlywed bride—radiant smile, graceful charm, and the glow of a woman starting her new chapter. But behind that smile, I could sense something else, a quiet hunger.

Her husband was always busy—early mornings, late nights, endlessly chasing money. Riya, though, was left alone, her desires unfulfilled. And sometimes, when our eyes met across the balcony or in the hallway, I could see it. The unspoken craving in her gaze.

There was a mysterious attraction in her that could not always be explained through any words. I had to accept the hard reality that I could be just the tiniest little bit interested in her. At an early age, Riya was fair-complexioned, chubby, and tall. Maybe 5.7, with lovely short hair and a perfectly hot body.

She had a fabulous pair of boobs and a perfect, round ass. Her thighs were just a bit fleshier. As she walked and looked around, she had eyes that would speak on her behalf. Her measurements would be 34C, 32, and 34. Perfect mouthful and a handful of body to play and suck.

One afternoon, while parking my car, I saw her with three bags full of groceries. She was waiting for someone to help her carry the bags to the 1st floor, where she and her husband are living. I parked my car and started walking towards her. She saw me.

But when I reached near her, she couldn’t ask for my help because till then. We were both unknown to each other. I want this kind of opportunity to talk with her and ask her if she needs any help.

Me: I think if someone needs help, then ask for it.

She: (smile nervously) I am new here. The guests are coming to our home today, and I can’t put bags on someone whom I don’t know.

Me: I am your neighbour; my name is Victor. May I help you?

She: (still smiling nervously) Yeah, I am Riya, Vishal’s wife, your next apartment neighbour, but my husband will come and I will get my work done.

Me: Okay.

She: Thank you for asking.

Me: Mention not.

She smiled at me, and I passed through her. After 15 to 20 minutes, I went to my balcony to smoke and saw her there in the same condition. I started smoking while looking lustfully at her. She noticed me after some time and gave me a smile.

I make a plan to chat with her and go to her.

Me: If you need help, you can tell me. I am not a monster or anything.

She: It’s not like that. I don’t have the key to our house. If you help me, I have to stand outside our house instead of this gate.

Me: Oh, then where are the keys?

She: Vishal (her husband) had to come early today from his office, so I gave the keys to him, but he is not home yet, and I am stuck here because of him.

Me: If you both are employees, then you have to arrange separate keys.

She: You are right, but we moved here just 15 days ago and are not getting any extra time for shopping, etc.

Me: If you don’t mind, you can take a rest at my house. By the way, I am a bachelor, but you can trust me.

She: No, no, I am okay here.

Me: Have you called your husband and talked about this situation or not?

She said nothing and was thinking about something in her mind, so I asked her a second time.

She: Yeah, but actually no. My mobile battery has died, and I can’t do anything except wait for Vishal.

Me: Chaos created well.

She: I know he will come, don’t you worry, and thanks for asking

Me: Okay, I am free now, and if you and your husband need anything. You can ask me, if possible, I will definitely help.

She: Yeah, sure, we will.

Me: Okay

As this discussion was over, I walked towards my apartment’s gate, and she called out to me.

She: Hello, Mr., can I ask for your small help as a neighbour?

Me: That’s why I came to you, but you denied, and now you’re asking for small help. Okay, I will help if possible, and it will make me happy to help this beautiful lady.

She: (blushed) Can I borrow your mobile to call Vishal, please?

Me: Yeah, that’s a good idea. I also lost in your beauty and can’t think of this idea.

She was smiling. I gave her my mobile and she dialled the call to her husband, but he’s not answering. After three calls, he picked up the call and said

Her husband (Vishal): Who’s this?

She: It’s me, Vishal, my phone is dead, and I am at home with all the vegetables and goods, but the keys are with you. You have to come early today, but you are still not home.

Vishal: I was working, and whose mobile is this?

Her husband was not thinking of her position but instead inquired about the phone. That was a good sign for me.

She: I had borrowed our neighbour’s phone after waiting for you to come for the last half hour.

Vishal: I am stuck at work here. Can’t you call me before leaving for home?

She: I think you remember that today the guests are coming

Vishal: They are coming in the evening. You can put those goods and vegetables in the security cabin or the garden’s store.

She: What about me? Where do I go till you come? When will you come? And when will I ready the dinner??

Vishal: You can go to your office or to your sister’s house, don’t trouble me. I am working on an important project.

She: Didi’s house is far, and what if they are in the office at this time?

Vishal: I said that I am working on an important project. I have to submit the full report of this project today, so don’t disturb me anymore.

And her husband cut the call. She realised that I was listening to their whole conversation and gave me a very hard smile. Tears are in her eyes, but she controls them.

Me: If you don’t mind, you can come to my apartment and take some rest.

She: I don’t know anyone here, and Vishal is also stuck to his work. He never listens to me or thinks of my situation.

Me: Such a fool he is. If I get this much of a beautiful, hardworking wife, I will always be with her.

She smiled and said that she could at least charge her mobile.

Me: Most welcome, and pick up two bags of her goods.

She: Thanks a lot.

Me: It’s okay.

We both went to my apartment, and she was walking. I was behind her with the two carry bags. She was wearing a white kurti with dark navy-blue jeans. Her hourglass figure was making me mad. Her ass was jiggling as she walked.

After reaching home, she sat on the sofa, and I sat on the chair. She plugged in the charger and put her mobile on charge.

She: It doesn’t look like you are a bachelor.

Me: Why?

She: Your house is very neat and clean. It looks like you stay here with your family.

Me: No, it’s only me and my stuff.

She: Yeah, very nice.

She was looking at all the things and pictures on the wall. She liked the picture and said.

She: I think cricket is our favourite game.

Me: Yes, you can guess by the pictures

She: Yeah, I see.

Slowly, she was getting more comfortable, and she asked me for the restroom. As she got up, I had a clear look at her. She was a nice-looking lady with well-maintained assets. As she turned back and went to the restroom, I waited for her to come back. I sat down there admiring her beauty.

Being a man. I thought, Do I have a chance with her, and I decided no harm in trying. Sometimes, an opportunity may come at the doorstep. Juicy pink lips. Nice broad shoulders, and her pendant is sitting just right at the start point of her cleavage. Shoulder-length hair.

The strap and marking of the bra are clearly visible and hold her most prized assets delicately. They were of good size, certainly mouthful to suck and savour, and a handful to squeeze and play.  As she moved, I could see her round, tight ass. The outline of the panties is clearly visible.

Rest all in the right sizes in the right places. She was definitely desirable. Most importantly, I am always attracted to and inclined toward women who wear a kurti. It was really hot, and despite the fan running at its full speed, I was sweating. We have air conditioners only in our bedrooms.

I switched on both the a/c of our rooms, kept the doors of the room open, and sat in the living room. I felt much better. She came after 10 minutes and looked relaxed. She asked for water, and I gave her a cool drink and told her to take a rest. She saw the photos of me playing cricket and enquired about them.

She was getting more comfortable with each minute passing. She suddenly noticed that both the bedroom doors were open and the a/c was running, and we were sitting in the living room.

She said, “Why are you wasting power and not utilising comfort also?” I instantly replied, “It was very hot here, so I could not find any other way, and how can I invite you to my bedroom right away. I hardly know you.”

She laughed and said, “Yes. There is a point in what you say. But if you know someone, how can you invite them to the bedroom unless both of you want to spend time in the bedroom?”

I said, “It depends. Not all invitations to bedrooms are with bad intentions. And everyone does not go to the bedroom only with one mindset.”

She asked, “What mindset?” I looked towards her and she said, “Ok, ok. Let us stop here. Let us sit in the bedroom.”

This is the first part of the story, friends. I will upload the 2nd part soon. I seduce her and beg me to fuck me very hard to get the pleasure of life.

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Hello Everyone,

Harddick here with the next part of my story. In the previous part, we saw how Sree introduced me to her whore mother as my birthday gift. Both mother and daughter soaked my dick in their wet pussies, and proposed to me for marriage. Now let’s see further.

The medicine effect was still there. So even after fucking them for the entire night, I was hard after I woke up. I found Sujata naked and ready to fuck in the kitchen. That medicine kept me hard for a long time with a lot of energy, and we all had a threesome again.

Both mother and daughter were naked the entire time. I fucked Sujata more than Sree, as she was busy setting up the plan to make my mother a slut. Sujata was hornier than her daughter and had amazing fucking skills. She drained my balls in her wet pussy. I loved fucking her more.

When we were done, all of us poured ourselves a drink, and we were sitting naked. Sree made a plan on how to make her slutty.

Now, let me describe my mother to you. Her name is Aparna. She is 53, a trendy woman who would wear leggings with high-cut kurtas, long gowns, but all fully covered, no cleavage show, no sleeveless, etc. I only realised how busty she was when Sree changed her, but she had great breasts.

She was 38D-34-38 with nice tits and a round ass. If I had to compare her, she had a body like Camilla, the porn actress. She had a little tummy and fat in the right places. But neither her ass nor her legs had lost skin. She had a kitty group, quite a social circle, and was tense about my marriage.

I introduced her to Sree as my senior and colleague who stayed in a different city and was here for the project. At first, this helped me be away at Sree’s place to fuck her and Sujata. After work, I would go every day and fuck both women. She started giving me some powder every day, which kept me going.

Sree would come home on the pretext of having dinner. She would praise my mother’s beauty, call her a model and get along very well with my mother. Her tops showed ample cleavage, and sometimes the skirts were mid-thigh only. But my mother was getting used to it.

Sujata gave me some powder and asked me to mix it in Mom’s food. I started adding it to her chamomile tea, which she drank at night. A month later, Sree asked my Mom if she could stay with us. She had to be here for a long time now and did not want to stay alone in another apartment, and my mother agreed.

Now I rented a 2BHK flat, so she and Mom slept in one room on one bed, and I slept in another. Sometimes in the night, we would sneak and have a quickie after Mom had slept. At first, she slept in her pyjamas and tops, with a bra, and she would be uncomfortable.

For a girl who sleeps naked every day, now this was a big change. After a week, my mother understood and asked her to wear anything comfortable that she liked. She was as if waiting for it, and she stripped naked in front of Mom. She wore a gown dress that came to her thighs.

She let Mom look at her curves, bust, and round ass in the thongs purposely.

Mom: “Tera figure kafi achcha hai. Mera bhi aise hi hua karta tha. Menopause ke baad kharab hua.” (Your figure is too nice, mine used to be like this. It got bad after menopause.)

Sree: “Kisne Bola kharab hai? Are apka figure to itna sexy hai, ke mardo ke khade ho jaayenge. Aapne thoda dressing style change kar liya toh aj bhi kitne aadmi mar mitenge.”

(Who said it’s gone bad? It is still hot so that it will raise dicks. If you change your dressing style to modern, a lot of men will fall for you.)

She acknowledged it. She even said that a lot of men tried to hit on her, all these years, but society would have called her a whore, so she got into these ways. Sree had a good talk with her and convinced her to try. That night, she hugged her and slept, letting her boobs touch Mum.

The next day, she took her to Lingerie shopping and made her try some padded bras and thongs. Since she was a bit shy to open the door, she went into the same change room. She picked some for her, too, and got some push-ups for Mom.

Now both were in the same changing room, with my mother naked, flaunting her big melons and round ass in the thongs. She made her try the front-opening push-up, and then those boobs looked so hot. Sree was herself in just her panties, about to try the bra for her.

She made her try the kurta over this, and my mother’s figure looked hot, with that round ass in the leggings. When she was trying on another, Sree purposely went behind Mom, held her boobs and praised her on how big they were.

Sree: “Wow, aunty kya size hai inka? And abhi bhi bhare hue hai. Is bra mein kitne hot lag rahe hai, and Dekho yeh panty mein kya sexy dikh raha. Mard kya idhar main bhi geeli hogayi.”

(Wow, aunty, you look so hot in those. They are so big and healthy. Forget men, even I am wet down there now.)

She kept mauling her boobs, and felt the skin on her neck and kissed it. Mom was getting hot. Sree stopped at that. Mom looked disappointed and went on to change. But she pulled the tissues out, peeled her panties off and wiped her wet pussy in front of Mom.

She made her eyes big, and Sree gave the expression I told you so. Then even mum asked her for one, and now two busty females were naked, wiping their wet pussies. But this incident had opened them up. They bought those. Sree took her to another store.

She insisted that she buy some satin nighties that showed some cleavage. Mum was hesitant but horny as well, so watching herself in that, she bought it. Mom took out the topic of my marriage in front of her. That is when Sree confessed that she liked me, so she took this assignment and asked to stay with us.

My mother asked her about her family members. Sree just talked about her mother, who works for some big people, not exactly what work and stays alone, etc. That night, they were on the bed in their nighties. Both were naked inside and talking.

Sree: “Aapka beta jaroorat se jyaada seedha hain. Uske liye main cleavage dikhati hu, line marti hu par who dekhta nahi.”(Your son is too simple. I am exposing so much in front of him, and he doesn’t even acknowledge)

Mom: “Woh seedha lagta hai, but tharki bhi hai utna, Maine dekha hai Use aise bade ball wali ladkiyon ke porn dekhte hue. Bohat dekhta hai woh, aur hilata hai. Roj uske chaddi mein gira hota hai. Woh bhi manglik hai, aur mere jaise horny hai. Shayad itne se kaam nahi chalega, usko thoda aur rijha. Abhi toh gharpe hi hai tu.”

(He looks like a good boy, but he is a pervert. I have seen him watch busty milf porn and found cum on his shorts every other day. He is as horny as I am. I think you will need to lure him more. Now you spend so much time together.)

Sree:” Aap jaisa?” (Like you?)

Mom: “Haan, main bhi bahut horny thi. Iska baap aur hum pehle ek room kitchen mein rehte the, poore family ke saath. Usmein khatiya ke neeche chodta tha. Mujhe pata nahi, lekin usse logon ke saamne chudna mujhe maza lagta tha. Par fir yeh hone ke baad unhone kam kar diya. Meri bhookh jyaada thi, aag lagti rehti mere andar, toh fir jhagde hone lagte. Aur ek baar bazaar mein mera purana aashiq mil gaya. Baatein hui, aur karte karte dukaan ka shutter band ho gaya. Usne mujhe nanga karke choda aur aag bujhayi. Us din ke baad woh roj dupahar ko chodta tha. Achha chala, hamara 3 mahina hua, par fir mere devar ne ek din mujhe dekh liya aur ghar pe bataya. Toh mere pati ne mujhe nikaal diya. Fir maine hi ise bada kiya hai.

(Yes, I was horny too. His father and I stayed in a 1RK flat. And he would fuck me in the same room under the bed. I felt kinky and loved it. But then after he was born, he got busier earning, and sex was not happening. Once in the market, I found my old lover, and the talk led to sex. Since then, I fucked with him every day for 3 months. But one fine day, my younger brother-in-law saw me and told my husband. He left me afterwards and I brought him up myself.)

Sree: “Aap Shaadi ke waqt virgin Nahi the?” (So you were not a virgin at the time of your marriage?)

M: “No, maine 19 Saal ki age main seal tudwayi thi, Osman se. Bohat damdaar chodta tha woh. But fir meri bua ne humein pakad liya aur meri turant shaadi karwa di. Kyu tu virgin hai?”

(No, I wasn’t. I lost it at 19 to Osman, who fucked me like a bull. But my aunt caught us and got me married. You are also not a virgin, no.”

Sree: “Nahi, main divorcee hun. Mera pati gay nikala. Lekin mere uske pehle bhi 2-3 girlfriends the. Jab malum pada gay hai toh divorce liya maine. Aur aapko pata hai, main media industry mein hun, is post mein aane ke liye mujhe bhi compromise karna padta hai.”

(No, I am divorced as my husband was gay. I had 2-3 bfs before him. And to get to this position also, I had to sleep my way through it.)

I thought that listening to this, my Mom would dislike her. But she sympathised with her. But Sree held on to the qué and again brought her back to the topic of sex.

Sree: “Toh aapne dusri shaadi kyun nahi ki? Ya fir Osman se chhodna jaari rakhti. Itne saalon se kaise bin lund ke rahi aap? Mujhe pata hai, 4 saal se main kaise ungli se kaam chala rahi hoon. Aaj bhi kitni geeli hogayi thi aap? Itni maal ho aap ke, aaj bhi logo ke khade ho jaayenge.”

(Then why didn’t you get married again? Or you should have continued fucking with Osman. How did you manage all these years? Getting through these 4 years was so difficult for me. Your pussy was so wet, too. You need a companion; you are so hot that people will be ready to date you fuck you.

Mom: “Chup, buddhi hogayi main. Yeh koi umar hai sex Karne ki”(Shut up, I am old now. This is not my age to take dicks in me)

Sree:”Kisne Bola Nahi le sakhte. Jab tak chut geeli Hoti hai tab tak lete rehne ka. Trust me, aapse badi aurtein hai, Jo hafte main do teen Baar sex karti hai, infact couples bhi hai Jo sex videos banake paise kamate hai.”

(Who said, you can’t fuck? As long as your pussy gets moist, you should keep fucking. There are women older than you who fuck regularly, and there are couples in their 60s who make a living making sex videos.)

She was not able to believe it. So, Sree opened her phone and showed her Camila creampies profile. She saw her naked photos at first and said she. But Sree insisted on showing her. There were shorts in the profile, and they both saw them.

First was her pussy being licked by her old husband, then was her sucking his dick, then was riding him cowboy style. Then came her strip dance in her spaghetti nightie, then came a video of her doing a threesome with her son and his girlfriend. Sree clicked on it.

By now, we were both interested in it. She was dressed in a robe, naked inside, and catches his son and gf having sex and joins them. Now Sree could feel her breathing heavy; she was playing with her own pussy, already. When she looked at mum, she was also rubbing her clit.

Sree looked at her; they both were horny. She moved forward and gave her a peck on the lips. Their eyes met, and then the peck turned into a full-blown liplock.

They both were horny, and in a sideways hug, clinging, with their boobs pressing each other over the gown and lips locked with each other, while their tongues explored. Sree’s hands went inside her gown and were rubbing her thighs, while the other one went from the top and pressed her boobs. Mum got wild, and her hands were inside Sree’s gown and accessing her pussy, rubbing her clit. They both went like two horny bitches, kissing like crazy. Sree pulled her gown up, and pulled it over her head, then she removed hers, and went on Mom, rubbing her nipples with hers, kissing her lips, then ears, neck, then slowly sucking on her right boob while her right hand pressed her left. She bit her, and mum yelped, then she went down kissing her on her stomach, just above her pussy, while lowering her panties, and then putting her tongue on her wet labia.

It ran shivers through her spine, and now Sree dug her tongue and started lapping her pussy hard.’ Slurrp slurrp’. Mom went mad and was pressing her head into it, while one hand pulled her right boobs, and she sucked them herself. She was at the height of pleasure.

In a few minutes, she pressed hard on Sree’s face. Mom was smiling and catching her breath. Sree removed her panties and went into a scissor position, rubbing her clit on mum’s, as she sucked on her boobs. While Mom had her eyes closed and was enjoying the fuck.

In a few minutes, she was ready for another round. Both their pussies were leaking, and they were both in a sitting scissor position now, rubbing each other’s boobs. Sree then made her lick her pussy, and boy, she loved it. She got her licked for a couple of minutes.

Then she made mum go in a 69 position with her, and both were licking each other’s pussy now. This went ok for 10 more minutes, and both the ladies squirted on each other’s faces.

They both lay close to each other and were catching their breath. They washed themselves and went to sleep naked, clinging to each other as lovers. Mum’s boob was in Sree’s mouth, and her hand was on Sree’s pussy.

What happened next, I will tell you in the next part.

Welcome back to another part of my journey with the charming and vivacious Marwadi woman, Shalini, in Kolkata. Those who have read the earlier two stories will know that I am Rudra. I came into contact with Shalini through a Telegram group. Those who haven’t, please read the earlier parts.

Picking up from where I left off last time. So, Shalini wanted to meet me at her sprawling home in Alipore, and that led to a cunnilingus like never before. Her juices oozed out so much that the sofa she was seated on had a wet spot.

But we had to stop because it was time for her daughter to come home. But she promised we would have unhindered fun.

Shalini is 48, as most of you already know, a mother, a wife and a daughter-in-law. But she craves more. She yearns to explore the world of sexuality, and I seem to have somehow fit in.

After the car blowjob and the cunnilingus, I had started craving for more. I wanted to have more of Shalini. I wanted to touch that skin, feel her parts and rub myself on her naked body.

But after the last meet, it was a long wait. We did speak on texts. Sometimes teasing each other, sharing some photos too. In short, we were getting close. From just normal snaps, things had literally taken a turn towards nudes.

Somehow, we both trusted each other and stopped using timers on the chats. I am glad I could give Shalini that space. Otherwise, in the world we live in, it’s difficult for people to express their desires freely. For women, it’s tougher.
It must have been over a month, and I was craving to meet her.

I had even told Shalini about it. Maybe a coffee date? But she couldn’t. Not that she didn’t wish to, but ‘mothers can’t be choosers.’ Deep within Shalini was also craving for my touch. She had even told me that she was feeling guilty, but things kept getting delayed.

However, one fine morning, Shalini had a plan. Shalini’s grandfather lives in Kharagpur. He’s old and wouldn’t shift to Kolkata with the rest of the family. He lives alone, and she’s been wanting to meet him for a while now. “Would you travel with me to Kharagpur?” she asked.

I usually take a few leaves, so managing a small block shouldn’t be a problem. But then, to the grandfather’s home? Really? However, I didn’t have the heart to tell her no and wanted to meet her desperately. She assured me he lives alone and that he’s too old to move around, and the house has many rooms.

I left the rest to fate and agreed to the plan. Today, when I think about it, I feel it was probably the best decision of my life. Little did I know back then that I was up for experiences I’ve never had before. I told my folks the office is sending me on a tour and left for Kharagpur on a Friday after a half day at the office.

We were to spend the weekend there. I had the address, so reaching wasn’t an issue. By the time I reached, it was evening. The house is slightly away from the main city. Those who have been to Kharagpur would know the air there is different.

In winter, it’s chilly, and a light jumper is mandatory from at least the end of October. I was prepared with mine, as it was already December and upon reaching the house, I found out it’s a slightly secluded property.

A sprawling garden, but mostly overgrown, and a big but old house standing at one corner of the property. From the outside, the house looked tired and worn out. It was evident that not many people lived there. I walked up to the door and rang the bell.

While waiting, I took a glance around and saw that the property is mostly dimly lit. It must have been a while because I had started to feel cold standing outside, but the moment I was about to ring the bell, the doors opened. It was Shalini herself.

“Hey, I am so sorry, you must be getting cold. Actually, all the house helpers are on leave, and it took me a while to open.” Shalini kept talking really fast, and all I could do was keep staring at her with a smile on my face. Suddenly, she realised I was feeling cold but still standing outside.

“I am so stupid! I can do the talking later, please come in,” she said and pulled me by my hand. She could feel my skin had gotten cold. “Ishh! You are getting cold,” she said and quickly wrapped me in a hug.

If I could tell my readers how it felt. Shalini was wrapped in a warm shawl, and when she hugged me, she literally pulled me inside the shawl and wrapped it around me, and we just stood like that. I couldn’t keep my eyes open. The warmth was so overwhelming. It just melted me.

At this point, there was no eroticism whatsoever. It felt very comfortable, very own. We must have hugged for minutes together. Then both of us realised it’s getting awkward. I was the first one to move, and she followed.

“I’ll get you some coffee, but first let me show you to your room,” Shalini said.
I nodded and followed her up a flight of stairs. The house was big, but I could not hear anybody speaking, and I was finally sanguine we won’t be heard.

I asked Shalini about her grandfather. She said he’s resting and we will meet him later. “Sure,” I said and kept following her. The house has two floors. My room was on the first floor. Farthest corner, sprawling like that one usually gets to see at government circuit houses.

Inside, the room felt warm, and I saw a heater smiling from one end of the room. The bed was neatly made, and the room smelled very beautiful. There were fresh flowers in the vase on the side table and towels neatly kept on the bed. It looked as if I had entered a hotel room.

“I hope you liked the room. I tried to make it a little welcoming, but I don’t know,” Shalini softly said while not looking into my eyes. And constantly kept ‘fixing’ things. For instance, she tried fixing one of the gerberas in the vase and moved the towel an inch inside from the side.

I could sense she was nervous, wanted to make things perfect and felt so precious. Taking the bag off my shoulders, I paced up to Shalini and hugged her from behind. “The room looks perfect. You did a great job. Trust me, I like it,” I whispered into her ear.

As if by a spell, my words calmed Shalini, and she collapsed into my arms. This time, it was probably her chance at feeling my warmth. My face was near her neck, and she was resting her head on my shoulder. It was bliss. My arms wrapped around her from behind while her hands rested beneath mine.

Very soon, we both sensed that we had started to sway. As if some music was playing and we were mesmerised by its tune. Once again, we must have been like that for long enough before Shalini literally jolted out of the embrace. “Let me get you a cup of coffee,” she said and darted out of the room.

I was embarrassed myself. Did I go a little too far? But I have literally seen this woman naked, licked her pussy, and she has given me my life’s best blowjob. Then how could a hug get overwhelming? Maybe it’s been a while since the last time I told myself.

I headed to the washroom to get changed into something more comfortable.
I wore fresh clothes and applied some aftershave on my shaved cheeks. It always makes a woman go mmm… I made sure I was clean after the journey and prepared for Shalini.

When I stepped out, I saw Shalini standing with the coffee and wearing a smile on her face. I was obliged and started sipping the coffee. Honestly, I wasn’t used to the Kharagpur winters and was longing for some hot beverage. We then sat and chatted for a while. When it was time, we went for dinner.

There wasn’t anyone there, so Shalini herself served the food. I saw the menu had mushrooms and quickly remembered that we had once spoken about our food choices. I looked at her and smiled. She had a smirk on her face, one that tells, “This is just the beginning.”

Dinner was mostly chatting once again. I got to know some details about her family, and I shared some of mine, but I won’t bore my readers with that. Once done, I offered her my help to move the dishes to the kitchen, but she literally pushed me and asked me to head to my room.

I have a habit of walking after dinner, so I asked if I could go to the terrace for some time. I don’t know what she thought for a moment, and kept quiet for some time before saying “sure” pretty casually. I didn’t question that and walked up to the terrace.

It was cold, but this time I was prepared with warm clothes. A brisk walk is always good after dinner, plus, you never know what could happen in such situations. You would always want to feel light before getting action at night (wink).

The terrace was big but once again dimly lit. Just one light at the door while the rest of it was all dark. Yet, I could see shadows of big trees all along the boundaries of the terrace. It was silent too, just the crickets. I am not afraid of the dark, so I started walking.

After about two rounds, I felt lighter and reached into my pockets for my pack of cigarettes. I took one out and then hunted for the light. Where did I keep it? I tried tapping all the pockets and then remembered that I forgot to bring it with me to the terrace.

I was just about to turn when suddenly a hand lit a lighter in front of the cigarette, and I took a puff. Honestly, this had scared me a bit, thanks to the surroundings. But a glance at the hand was reassuring as I recognised it.
Once the cigarette was lit, the lighter went off.

I was just about to take a long drag when I felt her other hand grab my cock from above my pants, really hard. It was almost at the same time when Shalini pressed her body against mine, and I could feel her round tits pressing hard against me.
I quickly turned around and was shocked. It was cold out here on the terrace, but Shalini was naked. She wasn’t even shivering, standing boldly, wearing her birth suit. I was stunned. I tried to hug her in an embrace, but she wasn’t interested.

Instead, she came close. “I always wanted to get fucked on this terrace. Please make that happen,” she said. She pulled the cigarette from my mouth and started taking long puffs. Shalini’s words have always turned me on. I couldn’t resist anymore. I went straight for her lips.

But something felt off. What’s that smell? She understood that I had gotten a whiff and said, “Sorry, I had to sip some brandy for this,” and bit her lips to show she was sorry. I smiled and locked lips with her. She was hungry, very hungry, and the way she started kissing was making it all the more evident.

We must have kissed for a while, and little did I realise that we had pushed to a dark corner of the roof. When the kiss broke, she started unzipping me. “I have been waiting for this cock ever since that day in the car,” Shalini said while biting her lips. Soon, my manhood popped out and hit her face.

She let out a giggle and started hungrily gobbling it. This woman surely knows how to suck. I couldn’t resist and let out a moan. Even in that cold, Shalini managed to keep me hot with her skills. Who would say she’s 48? Anyway. She kept sucking me just till the point where it was enough to thicken the juices.

When she stood up, she had a wicked smile on her face, and before I could react, she turned around. Bending on the boundary, Shalini spread her legs and looked back at me. “Have you ever fucked an escort?” she asked. I hadn’t and nodded negatively.

She smiled and said, “Then today is that day when you’ll fuck one,” she said, and with her left hand spread her left ass cheek. Those who know her stats, Shalini has a huge ass. It is almost impossible to resist her offer, and I had no mood to stop myself either.

I quickly positioned myself between her legs and started rubbing her pussy from behind. She was literally oozing at that moment. I knew this would be easy. But I was also in the mood to tease, so I started rubbing the entrance with my cock.
I could hear her moans growing louder and see her body moving differently.

This was it. I made the most of the moment and, without any warning, slid my cock straight into her pussy. Shalini let out a gasp, and her body moved ahead due to the thrust. But she repositioned herself and started swaying her ass. I held her waist and played along, but soon started thrusting my cock in and out.

Now this is where an experienced woman is different from a young girl. While I was thrusting her, she made sure to move her ass in such a way that the thumps grew stronger. Basically, when I was pulling out, she was moving her ass forward. When I was thrusting in, she was moving her ass towards me.

Perfect sync. But I didn’t realise that the thumping was so intense that our flesh had started slapping against each other, making the most desired sound two people in heat love to hear. I slowed down. What if Shalini’s grandfather could hear us?

Shalini felt the pace slowing down and looked back. “Don’t slow down, Rudra, fuck me! Fuck me like a bitch.”

“But your grandfather?”

Shalini started laughing. “Just fuck me like a whore will you?”

I was confused. Didn’t Shalini come to Kharagpur to meet her grandfather? I didn’t know what to concentrate on at that moment, so I just stopped thinking. I then lifted one of her legs to the boundary wall and started fucking her mercilessly.

At some time, I started pulling her hair, and Shalini began screaming at the top of her voice. Luckily, the house was at a deserted corner of the street, and the nearest residence was at least 500 metres from there. The corner of the roof where we were fucking was dark, so the fear of being seen was nil.

What could be a better setup? After taking it for almost 15 minutes, Shalini wanted to catch her breath. She asked me to stop, but by then something beastly had entered me. I was in no mood to pay heed. “Rudra, please,” she said, but I didn’t stop.

I kept thumping her hard, sending ripples on her chubby ass every time our skin touched. She understood I won’t stop and then did what only experienced women know. Even while I was fucking her, Shalini reached out and grabbed my balls tenderly and started squeezing them.

This built up tension inside my shaft and soon I felt the urge to cum. I didn’t stop fucking but told Shalini that I was about to cum. She smiled again, this time tiredly. When I was almost there, I pulled out, and she knelt before me and stuck out her tongue.

She even lifted her boobs and looked straight into my eyes. I couldn’t hold on any longer and grabbed her hair with my left hand and shook my cock on her face with the right. Spurt after spurt started hitting Shalini’s face. Some strands went to her hair. Others dribbled down her face and into her mouth.

Some even fell directly on her tongue. I lost count of spurts, but Shalini remained patient until the last drop. When no more came out, I looked at Shalini. I literally created an artwork on her face, and the canvas was all smiles.
Until now, none of us realised how cold it had gotten.

But now, it started hitting the skin. We both decided to rush downstairs. Still wet from my cum facial, Shalini confidently walked down the stairs naked. Her ass was swinging all the while. I couldn’t keep my eyes off, but suddenly remembered. “Shalini, your grandfather?”

Shalini stopped midway, turned around and gave me a wicked smile. What she said next blew my mind. I guess you (my readers) will have to wait for the next part to know what Shalini said.

Till then, if you like what you just read, do drop me a message at [email protected]. I repeat, especially to the men, please do not email me to ask for contact numbers of women. I won’t share. I respect privacy and believe in dignity.

Hello dosto, mera naam Sanny hai – age 28, fit figure. Aur main ye story batane ja raha hun.

Ye tab ki hai jab main recently ek bus se village ke through city ja raha tha jo 16 hours ki night journey thi. So mujhe kuch kaam se apne gaav Rajasthan jana pada tha. Then in return bus ke tickets nahi mil rahe they due to festival season.

U main hamesha AC sleeper coach se travel karta hun but mujhe compromise karke ek Non-AC bus mein jana pada. Main jaha se board kar raha tha, vo first boarding point tha. Fir aage aage log aate gaye. Mujhe single second last single sleeper mila tha.

Main kisi ki taraf zyada dekh ta karta nahi but ek aunty thi; unpe meri nazar pad gayi. Unka naam Minakshi tha. Wo bahot udass lag rahi thi because of her husband, jo drunken bastard tha jisko kuch jaan naa bhaan na hosh.

Or vo apne kuch dosto ke saath aaya tha. Vo 3-couple saath the; unke aage aage 2 sleeper bed the. Saare gents aage ki taraf ek sleeper mein patte khelne or daaru peene chale gaye. Aage vaale 2 no ki wife ek saath so gayi or Minakshi akeli.

Kuch der maine dhyan nahi diya but then mujhe pyass laggi but meri bottle mil nahi rahi thi; shayad kahi gir gayi. Shaam ke 7 baje the; aage ki seat bhari hui thi saari but piche ki seat pe koi aa nahi raha tha.

Then, Minakshi ji ne pucha, “Kya hua? Kya kho gaya hai? itne kyu had bada rahe ho?”

Maine kaha, “Meri pani ki bottle kahi nahi mil rahi.

Tab unhone kaha, “Koi baat nahi… mere paas hai… pee lo.

Then, maine paani peeya or thanks kaha or promise kiya ki hotel par unke liye bhi bottle le aaunga.

Tab unhone kaha, “Koi baat nahi… It’s okay.”

Then, maine dheere dheere baat karna start kiya and unka naam, gaav, sab pucha. Fir maine pucha, “Kya aapke husband hamesha ese rehte hai??”

Tab vo maayush ho gayi or kahi ki, “Main thak gayi hun inke peene ki aadat se… naa ghar par dhyan, na bahar…”

Phir maine bhi kaha, “Haan… itni khubsurat biwi or dekho akela chhod gaya banda..”

Wo blush karli, kyuki unhone kabhi ye nahi suna tha kisi mard ke muhh se.

Minakshi ji ke baare mein bataana bhul gaya – rang gora or chubby si, 36-34-38 figure.

Then wo blush kiye or fir unke husband aa gaye mujh se pucha ki, “Kya kar rahe yaha?”

Maine kaha, bus unchli toh meri pani ki bottle inpe gir gayi so vahi lene aaya tha. Tab usne ghusse mein kaha, “Ab le li toh chale jao.”

Main muh nahilagna chahta so aoni seat pe aagay but Minakshi mujhe dekhte hi rahi but kuch kiya nahi.

Then, bus full thi accept last row toh maine conductor se pucha, “Kyu khali?”

Tab kaha, “Passenger nahi aa rahe or ab koi millega bhi nahi” and hotel aa gayi thi raat ke 9.30 baje.

Main bus se utar gaya or fresh up ho ke tehelne laga. Tab Minakshi ji bhi aayi. Mere paas nahi but durr se aankhe mila rahi thi. Main bhi smile dete raha.

Then, maine pani ki bottle ka promise kiya tha toh maine pani ki bottle ke saath kuch chocolates bhi le liye Minakshi ji ko dene ke liye.

Phir main upar aaya or wo bhi piche piche aayi. Bus almost khali thi so humne baat aage badhai or kaha, “Ye lo… aapki pani ki bottle and aapke liye gift.”

Wo boli, “Iski kya zarurat thi?”

Maine kaha, “Aap itni pyaari ho ki le aaya…”

Toh unhone le li or kaha, “Ye akele khatam nahi hoggi… aap bhi khaao.”

Main: Nahi nahi… ye aapke liye hai.. Khaalo…

She: Arre but mujhse naa khayi jaaye or kahi mere pati ne dekhliya toh dikkat honi phir.

Main: Aap shuru karro pehle… hum bhi khaa lenge.

Unhone bite lena shuru kiya or meri taraf ki. Unhone jaha bite chodi, maine bhi vahi se li or dono ek dusre ki aankh mein aankh daal ke khaate rahe.

Then, at last, unke hoto pe maine chocolate dekhi so main aage gaya or unke hoto ko suck kar liya. Unhone resist kiya but maine second time kiya tab unhone revert kiss kiya.

Maine 2 minute smooch karli or acche se body touch karli but log aagaye so hum alag ho gaye. Ab bus start ho chuki. Uska husband aake bola, “Tu so ja… main aage hi rahunga puri raat…” and wo chala gaya.

Minakshi ne baaki 2 bhabhiyo se baat ki or wo bhi apne bed par aagayi.

Aaj kal ke buses mein sleeping pods type hote hai, full privacy ke liye. So, maine apna door close nahi kiya or unhone bhi nahi kiya. Jab humme laga log shant hogaye, sabne pod close kiye, main utha or unke bed par chala gaya.

Wo thoda shocked ho gayi. Maine gate close kiya or andar se lock kiya. Toh wo shant hui or kehne lagi, “Nahi… koi aa jayega, dear…”

Maine kuch bhi sunne bina unko kiss karli. Unhone bhi acche se kiss ki. Or jab wo shant hui, tab maine kaha, “Tera pati peeke so gaya hoga… kyu tension le rahi ho? Aaj jo raha, usse hone do, jaan.”

Wo kahi, “Koi aayega toh, yaar, dikkat ho jaayegi.”

Maine kaha, “Andhere mein kon dekhega.” She calmed down and agreed.

Then, main unke upar aake kiss karne laga. Unki har body parts ko kiss kiya. Slowly, maine unke pure body ko touch kiya; bahot hi chubby figure tha or short height bhi. Boobs bahot badde the; unki height chotti or zyada bade ass – perfectly round and big.

Unke blouse hata diya; bra kho di; panty bhi nikal di kyu ki ab zyada waqt nahi tha. Kisi ke aane ka darr tha so jaldi khatam karna tha.

Maine apna trouser and boxer utara or apna dick unke pussy pe rakha. Bahot wet ho chuki thi unki pussy; thodee hairs the but acchi thi – koi foul smell nahi.

Usne mujhe pakda or maine dheere se andar slide kiya dick. Unki aankhe badi ho gayi or saanse tej.

She: O ji… bhaisa… bahot mota hai, aapka… dard ho raha… bahar nikalo… uffff… aaaaaahh…

Main: Ye mard ka hai, jaan… pura lena hi hogga… abhi toh aadha gaya hai…

She: Jaan… aaaahh… aaaahhhh…

Main: Ab lena hi hoga, baby. Leeeeee…

And maine pura dheere dheere andar daal diya…

Kuch der jab wo relax hui, tab maine speed badahayi. Ek tara bus ki awaaj or wo suspension ka jump or dusri taraf unki siskariya or jakadna.

Bus ke upar niche hone ke karan, unki pussy mein or zor zor se andar bahar ho raha tha. Meri stroke mehnat kam but taakat zyada thi. Wo moan karre ja rahi thi.

Khidki or parde bandh the so koi dikkat nahi hui but hum pasine se bheeg uthe the. Pure compartment mein ‘pachak pachak, phat phat, aaaaaaaahh, naaaah, uuff llee’ ki awaaj gunj rahi thi.

Kareeb 20 minute tab sex kiya and main jhad gaya. Utni baar, main unka 3 baar jhadna ho chuka tha. Jab maine mera dick bahar nikala, pura cum se latpat tha.

Wo pagal si ho gayi thi or mujhe bahot si chumban de rahi thi.

“Love you jaan… mujhe naa chhodna or chodo…” keh rahi thi. “Main tumhari hun abse…”

But maine kaha, “Mujhe bahar jaake dekh lene do maahol kaisa hai.. Aap kapde pehen lo… main bahar hoke aaya…”

*****

Then, aage ki story mein next part mein bataunga ki kaise maine unko puri raat choda uske bevde pati ke saamne…

Agar aapko meri story pasand aayi ho toh you can reach to me at [email protected].

Any woman who wants to meet discreetly, we can surely meet discreetly. You wont regret your decision.

This is a fictional story series

Tuesday

Raj bounced his leg nervously as he waited for the lecture to end. It was 4:45 pm, already 15 minutes past when it was supposed to be over. Even though it was just 15 minutes, on Tuesdays, every minute mattered. He had to stop somewhere and get home by 5 pm.

He needed to be at the coffee shop to pick up his Tuesday’s conquest: Sheena Ali. Sheena Ali was the hottest, or one of the hottest, girls in college. Everyone knew her. A face with exceptionally beautiful features. A skin tone that could be mistaken for being foreign, raven-black hair falling nearly to her lower back.

The ideal 36-24-36 figure, and a fashion sense that could rival any model. And here was Raj, just waiting for the class to finish. He had never had any problem till now, since that text message had got Sheena and him together. It was she who had first texted her one-year junior guy.

It was around 4:30 on a Tuesday when Raj’s phone pinged with an unknown number. But Sheena’s display picture read, “Hi, It’s Sheena. I want to meet you. Come by the coffee shop at 5. Don’t be late.”

Raj panicked at first, wondering why Sheena, of all people, would be texting him and whether it was a prank. So, without telling anyone, he quietly set off. He found his way to the coffee shop that was near his apartment. He reached with about 5 minutes to spare. When he entered, he had no trouble finding her.

She was sitting cross-legged, in a lovely maroon top that complemented her skin tone. A blue jeans that immaculately hugged every curve of her sexy figure, sipping on her coffee. Raj was no longer the totally shy and introverted guy who had joined the college.

He had a certain confidence with which he carried himself, but he still approached her and sat down cautiously.

Sheena started the conversation, “Glad you could make it and on time. I suppose you are wondering why I called you here, but first, did you tell anyone we are meeting?”

Raj replied, “No. Honestly, I thought it was a bit of a prank and wanted to see for myself if it really was you.”

She said, “And so what do you think?”

He replied, “Well, I’m really glad it’s not a prank and it’s really you. But now I’m confused as to why you would text me? How or why would you even have my number? I’m a bit of a nobody in this college.”

Sheena let out a small laugh and leaned in closer to him, “Well, you are not exactly a nobody. You are the guy fucking my roommate, Padma. I can tell you more in the car on the way to your apartment. Or do you want to continue to sit here and waste time?”

Even though Raj was stunned, they got into the car. He started to drive off towards his flat.

Sheena broke the silence and explained everything to him, “I know you and Padma are now regular fuck buddies and have not told anyone. I don’t care about that. It was actually Padma that led me to you. She is my roommate, and her behaviour on Monday was always a bit off.”

“Just flimsy excuses to be missing and not reachable or always coming back tired because ‘running’ or trying to hide how sore she was,” Sheena continued, “I kept asking her till she finally broke and promised not to tell anyone. She was getting ass fucked on Monday by a guy who was senior to her. By you.”

Raj was in the parking garage by now. I had pulled the car to a stop at its place when she laid down her proposition, “Raj, you aren’t bad to look at by any means. You fuck well, going by reviews. You have a place and a vehicle of your own. You can clearly keep a secret, all that I am looking for.”

Raj was not dumb to what was happening and what Sheena was alluring to, asked, “Why?”

Sheena said, “Look, I have a boyfriend and he is good and all, but he does not do what I want in bed. He is very gentle, loving and a bit vanilla, which is alright some of the time. But I need rough, abusive, degrading sex sometimes. I’ve asked him to, but he does not do it or has tried and failed. I’m hoping you can fill this little problem of mine.”

Raj was shocked by her request. He said, “How do you know I could do that? Padma and I don’t get into it like you are talking. Also, you are Sheena Ali. The Sheena Ali. What if someone finds out?”

Sheena sat back on her seat and said, “My bf and all his friends play turf football from 5 to 7 on Tuesday. Why do you think I messaged you at this time? No one will know unless you tell them. As for the rest, there is only one way to find out.”

She then undid the button of her jeans, just a little bit and got out of the car. Raj gulped nervously but followed her. Whatever was about to happen, he had no clue. But he was not going to be stupid enough to turn down the chance to have sex with Sheena Ali.

Especially, when she was willing and giving him the chance every guy in the college would have killed for. He led her into his apartment and into the bedroom. She lay down on the bed and looked at Raj seductively. Raj stood at the foot of his own bed.

He was seeing one of the hottest girls, lying down, peeling the jeans off her legs, inviting him to fuck her. He was going to move forward. But Sheena’s request and the whole reason for this situation to happen came to his mind.

And out of nowhere, with a side and confidence he had no idea existed, Raj simply commanded, “Who asked you to lie down on the bed, bitch?”

Sheena was also taken aback by this sudden change of behaviour. She smiled as she understood that Raj might actually fuck her like she wanted. She coyly got on all fours and moved across the bed to him.

Raj ordered her, “Randi, bistar se neeche utar. Ghutno par aakar, lund muh mein le.” (Whore, get down from the bed. Get on your knees and take my dick in your mouth.)

Sheena smiled even more and did as she was told. She obediently got off the bed and, on her knees, took out Raj’s cock from his pants and took it into her mouth. Her mouth stretched as she accommodated his thick cock. Raj let out a low, pleasurable moan.

This hot Muslim slut’s mouth engulfed his cock. Sheena had begun to slowly move her mouth up and down on his dick. Raj grabbed a fistful of her hair and forced her to look up at him.

He had his phone out and was recording Sheena servicing his member, “Saali, yahi teri aukat aur jagah hai. Ache se choos, rakheil!” (This is your true worth and place. Suck it well, whore!)

What a blowjob it was. Raj was amazed at Sheena’s oral skills. She flicked her tongue around his head before licking his shaft, all the way up and down, before returning to flick his head. She continued her motions, increasing in pace every time. Soon, she had taken his cock right back, deep throating his member.

Jaw wide, Sheena enthusiastically sucked him, servicing the full length of his dick. Even with all her skills, Raj had not cum, Sheena marvelled as her boyfriend would have by now. She continued to play with his dick in her mouth, fondling his balls, letting her tongue circle the base of his dick.

She was getting tired now, her mouth hurting. Raj noticed the change. He pulled her head back roughly off his cock. A thick strand of fluid, saliva mixed with precum, extends from the tip to her mouth.

“And you are done already? What a waste you are, Sheena.” Raj barked, as he looked at her, still pulling her hair back, her make-up ruined and face dishevelled, “Tujh jaisi raand se zyaada umeed thi mujhe!” (I expected better from a slut like you)

He pulled her up, using her hair and threw her roughly to the bed. Sheena landed bent over, such that only her upper body rested on the bed. Raj came up behind this hot Muslim whore’s glistening pussy. He teased his cock by rubbing it on her pussy lips.

He continued to rub it on her entrance and tease her. He coiled her long hair around his hand and forearm and leaned over to whisper in her ear, “Main toh ab tujhe aise chodne waala hoon ki tu chudne layak hi nahin rahegi.” (I’m going to fuck you so hard that you will not be able to be fucked again.)

Sheena whimpered out of pure horniness, “Toh fir chod na mujhe waise saale. Main hoon hi ek chinaal jiska kaam sirf chudna hai!” (Then fuck me already! I’m nothing more than a whore whose job is to get fucked.)

Raj spanked her fair ass, hard, leaving a red handprint and said, “Chup kar saali aurat!” (Shut up, bitch!)

And with that, Raj shoved his dick straight into that tight Muslim pussy. They both let out a loud moan of pleasure as flesh filled flesh. Sheena was incredibly tight, and Raj felt massive inside her. His thick cock stretches out the walls of her pussy.

Once he was inside, leveraging his grip on her hair, Raj began to fuck Sheena mercilessly. He slammed his dick in and out of her like a machine. His flesh slapped against her, and the noise echoed throughout the room. His cock continued to ram Sheena’s incredible cunt.

He now began to go even faster, harder, and deeper into that wet pussy. His thrusting was savage, and he was trying to tear her cunt apart.

As his pace began to get crazier, Sheena was half-crying, half-moaning. But she was fully lost in pleasure as not only was Raj fucking her like crazy, he was shouting and spanking her.

“Who is a good little bitch?” spank!

“I am,” Sheena cried.

“Who is my slutty cunt?” spank!

“Me… oh god! Fuck me harder!!!” She screamed out loud.

“Who likes being fucked like a whore?” spank!

“I DO! OH, FUCKING YES! YES! YES! FUCK ME! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Sheena squealed out in pure ecstasy as Raj’s thrusts from behind started hitting spots of pleasure she never knew existed, deep into the depths of her now well fucked, totally stretched out pussy.

As Raj continued to pump his dick into her, Sheena shrieked, “OH YES! KEEP GOING! I’M ABOUT TO CUM! I’M GONNA CUM, I’M GONNA CUM… I’M GON… I’M CUMMING!” Her whole body shivered with the intensity of her mind-blowing orgasm. Raj pulled out of her, and she slumped to the floor.

Raj was relentless. He just used this opportunity to fuck her in missionary while Sheena lay blissfully on the floor, in the wake of her orgasm. Raj fucked her for another 10 minutes before he let out a huge groan and deposited his cum into that warm, wet pussy.

He stayed inside her and pumped every last bit of his cum to cream pie the walls of her pussy. He finally pulled out, and they both got up, their love juices flowing down her milky white thighs. It was around 6:30 pm and they both began to get dressed.

Just as Sheena was about to put on her underwear, Raj ordered, “Leave it here. You aren’t ever going to need it when you are in this apartment. Understood, you slut?”

“Yes… Sir!” Sheena smiled and left behind her soft, lace panties for Raj as a trophy.

As they got into the car and before they drove off, Sheena grabbed Raj by his collar and said, “Talk to me like that outside and I’ll fuck up your life. You understand?”

Raj nodded.

“Okay, great! See you next Tuesday at 5. And you know, I get it now why Padma was always walking a bit funny on Monday.” They both chuckled as they drove off.

That’s it for this part. Do write with your feedback and reviews at [email protected]

Ab aage :-

Diksha apni suhagraat manate hue apne nai pati ko chumne lagi.

Avinash ab Diksha ko bed ke paas le aaya aur uski aankhon mein dekhne laga. Diksha ki najar jesi hi Avinash ki aankhon se mili woh sammohit hoti chali gayi aur ab ek kathputli ke jesi ho chuki thi jo Avinash ki ha mein ha karti.

Avinash ab Diksha ko achi se upar se niche dekhta hai. Uski boobs ke ubhar aur dono boobs ke bich ki gehrai blouse mein se dikh rahi thi.

Avinash Diksha ke chehre ko apne hathon mein le kar bola, “Dekho Diksha hum dono ab pati patni hai. Tum to pahle shadi kar chuki ho aur tumhe sab pata hai ki kese kya hota hai par mera to first time hai.

Aur ek baat hai main to ab Jyoti se bhi shadi kar raha hu aur kal jab woh meri patni banegi tab tum dono hi meri biwi hogi. Par ek baat aur hai jab bhi main tumhe tumhare pahle pati ke saath tumhe dekhta tha to jalan hoti thi ki tum meri kyu nahi huwi.

Diksha: Ab to main aap ki hu aur Jyoti se mujhe koi problem nahi. Aap ka bhi hak hai ki aap ko ek kuwari ladki mile. Aap ne mujhe apna kar jo sukh diya woh main chuka nahi sakti.

Avinash phir Diksha ka pallu niche sarka deta hai aur blouse ka ubhar dikhne laga aaj pahli baar light ki roshni mein Diksha ko nangi kar raha tha Avinash bhoot.

Avinash phir saree ko pura khol deta hai aur woh ab sirf blouse aur paticot mein hi reh gayi thi. Avinash phir uski paticot ka nada khich kar dhila karta hai aur paticot niche jamin mein gir jata hai.

Avinash Diksha ke gore jaangh ko dekhta hai aur uske muh se nikalta hai “wow” Diksha kya mast jaangh hai tumhari. Aur phir blouse ke ek ek button ko khol kar bahar karta hai, woh sirf panty aur bra mein reh gayi thi.

Diksha ko bra aur panty mein dekh kar Avinash ke muh se pani aane laga aur jese hi woh bra ko kholne laga Diksha usko rok kar Avinash ka kurta kholti hai aur uski baalon se bhari chhaati ko dekh kar apne haath chhaati mein ferane lagti hai.

Wo uski chhaati se aa kar chipak jati hai aur chhaati ke nipples par apni jeebh ferne lagi aur phir chusne lagi, ye kuch naya hi tha Avinash ke ke liye aur phir apne haathon se uski pent khol kar niche karti hai aur ghutnon mein beth kar underwear niche karti hai.

Lund ek dam se tana hua bahar aata hai. Itna lamba to sapna mein bhi nahi dekha aur socha tha Diksha ne. Par usko kya pata jis lund ko dekh ka woh ghabra rahi hai us lund se woh kaafi dino se chud rahi hai.

Diksha ne sharmate hue hi lund ko pakda aur apni jeebh ko lund par ferne lagi. Lund ki chamri ko thori khichi ki lund ki topi jo bilkul laal rang ki thi woh bahar aa gayi.

Lund ek dam se dekhne layak tha itna sundar najara laal topi fule hue do lund ki gotiyon latki huwi jisko Diksha apne hathon mein le kar masal rahi thi.

Diksha ne lund ki topi par jeebh feraya aur muh mein le kar chusne lagi. Avinash Diksha ke sar par haath rakh kar uske baalon se khel raha tha aur lund ko ahista-ahista uske muh mein dhekal raha tha.

Par jab shaitaan ki shakti jakti hai to aur bhi bahut kuch hota hai aur dur kahi koi ko ye baat ka pata lag chuka tha ki ek aatma hai jo is ghar ki aurat ko apna ghulam bana raha hai aur unke saath ganda khel khel raha hai.

Avinash ka bhoot badi lambi planing ke saath ye sab kar raha tha aur akhir ye plan tha kya?

Par is wakt Avinash Diksha se apna lund chuswa kar maza le raha tha aur Diksha ke muh mein hi jhad jata hai. Diksha ek achi sanskari biwi ke jese Avinash ke lund ki malai pee jati hai aur Avinash ko dekh kar muskurati hai.

Avinash bade pyar se khud bed par beth kar Diksha ko apni jaangh par bitha leta hai aur uske rasbhare laal honth ko chusne laga aur baat karte hai dono.

Avinash: Tum khush to ho na?

Diksha: Ha main khush hu aur aap?

Avinash: main bhi khush hu tum jesi sundar biwi ko paa kar aur jis tarah se tumne mera lund chusa bahuth maza aaya mujhe, main to jhad hi gaya.

Diksha: aap ka lund bahut bada aur mota hai. Sanjay se bhi jyada bada hai.

Avinash: main tumhe Sanjay se jyada pyar karunga aur chudai bhi bahut jyada.

Diksha lund par haath laga kar boli ki mujhe pata hai aap ka lund dekh kar hi lag raha hai ki ab se mujhe din mein hi sona padega kyu ki aap raat ko mujhe sone nahi doge.

Aur aise bhi Avinash ki shakti raat ko hi badhti thi to woh puri raat ab Diksha ki chut bajane hi wali thi.

Avinash phir se Diksha ke boobs ko bra ke upar se masalne laga aur dusra haath panty ke upar tha. Avinash bola Diksha tum gili ho chuki ho ab tumhe baki ke kapde khol dena chahiye.

Avinash Diksha ke pith ko kiss karne laga apni jeebh ko uske kamar mein fira kar chatne laga aur apne daanton se bra ki hook bhi khol dali.

Wo ab Diksha ke boobs ko dekhne laga jo bilkul gol the aur gehre rang ka nipple jo 1 inches ke the. Avinash bade pyaar se dono boobs ko apne haathon mein le kar ahista-ahista se dabane suru kia ur nipple ko bhi ungliyon mein le kar masal raha tha.

Diksha ke muh se kamuk awaaz aane lagi aahhh aram se karo na ab aap ke hi hai. Avinash apni mutthi mein le kar boobs ko dabata aur phir aur jor se dabata. Diksha ko ab dard se paresani hone lagi aur ek hi baar mein boobs ko itna jor se daba diya ki aisa laga ki boobs foot hi gaya hai.

Diksha ke aankhon se aansu aane lage aur ye aansu ko Avinash apni jeebh se chatne laga ye dekh Diksha ko acha laga aur woh dard ko sahan karne lagi.

15 minutes tak boobs ko nichor kar rakh diya Avinash ne. Boobs pure laal ho gaye the aur phir apne muh mein le kar boobs chusne laga.

Diksha ko bilkul bhi aisa nahi lag raha tha ki woh Avinash ke saath pahli baar sex kar rahi hai.

Boobs chuste hue woh baar baar nipple ko kaat raha tha aur phir Diksha ko bed par leta kar uski pair ke talwe chatne laga aur ek ek pair ki ungliyon ko chuste hue upar jaangh tak aa gaya aur panty ko khich kar bahar kar diya. Aaj pahli baar chut dekh raha tha Diksha ki jo baalon se bhari huwi thi aur usme chut ka pani laga hua tha.

Chut bilkul chip-chipi ho chuki thi aur woh ye gandgi baalo se bhari chut ko dekh kar khush ho gaya aur bina wakt gaway chut mein muh laga diya. Diksha Avinash ke sar ko chut mein dabane lagi aur woh chut ko aise chat raha tha mano chut mein ghus hi jayga.

Avinash apni jeebh se Diksha ki gaand ki ched se chut tak chat raha tha. Diksha ki chut ki lambai 4 inches thi aur uski g-spot ko Avinash khub maza se chat kar Diksha ko charamsukh de raha tha aur woh jyada der chusai se tik nahi pai aur uski chut jhadne lagi.

Diksha ki chut se gadha cream bahar aane laga jisko Avinash bade maze se muh mein le raha tha.

Avinash phir se Diksha ke pair ke talwe ko chatne laga ki Diksha se raha nahi ja raha tha aur woh khud ki ungli chut mein daal kar hilane lagi aur bolne lagi ki ab chod do mujhe mere nai pati ab bana lo apni mujhe chod kar.

Avinash to tayar hi tha aur woh apna lund chut mein laga kar ghisne laga ki Diksha ne lund ko chut ki ched ki aur kar diya aur fach ki awaaz ke saath lund andar chala gaya.

Diksha bade aram se lund andar le chuki thi aur chudai ke aanand mein gota lagane lagi thi. Diksha ki muh se aah nikalti jese hi dhaka se lund uske andar jata aur ye aah aahhh karna Diksha ka bahut ki maan mohak tha.

Ladki ki aah mein hi woh maza hai jo lund ko kathor aur chudai mein ladke ko maza deti hai. Jab chudai ke doran biwi randy ke jese awaaj nikale aur gandi baat ke saath khul kar maza de to woh mard ki to maano lottery hi lag gayi ho.

Is wakt to Avinash naam ke bahut ki lottery lagi huwi thi jo Diksha ke saath hi uski badi bahan ko bhi chod raha tha.

Diksha ko alag alag position mein Avinash khoob chodta hai puri raat aur Diksha to maano ek hi raat mein Sanjay ko bhula chuki thi.

Dono ko pata hi nahi chala ki kab raat khatam hone lagi aur din hone laga saath hi Avinash kamjor bhi ho raha tha aur akhir mein Diksha ke andar hi lund daal kar sogaya.

Subhe 11 baje dono bahar aaye to Diksha achi se chal bhi nahi pa rahi thi aur ye dekh kar Bhivani khub khush huwi ki sab thik ho gaya hai Diksha ab aage badh chuki hai.

Subhe Avinash ki najar Joti mein gayi jo mobile mein kuch dekh rahi thi aur Avinash sochne laga ki Jyoti ko bhi apne bash mein karna hoga aur jaldi se iski bhi chut bajani hogi. Abhinash ek bhoot tha aur woh shadi kese kar sakta tha woh bhi bhagwan ki puja se.

Isliye woh jese Diksha aur Bhivani ko apne bash mein kar ke maza le raha tha wesa hi kuch Jyoti ke saath bhi karne ki soch raha tha. Avinash Bhivani ko bola ki dekho Jyoti ke kaan mein mail jama hua hai aur kese woh kaan khujla rahi hai.

Bhivani Jyoti ko ke kaan ki mail nikalne usko apne paas betha li aur kaan ka mail nikalne lagi aur jese jaese mail nikalti Avinash us mail ko apne paas rakh leta.

Avinash woh kaan ka mail ko le jakar apni thukh mein mila diya aur aadhe se jayda khud chat gaya aur baki ka Jyoti ko sarbat mein mila kar pila diya. Kuch 2 ghante baad Jyoti kuch Avinash ke jadu mein fas gayi par ab bhi woh puri tarah se uski nahi huwi thi.

Avinash kitchen mein gaya aur waha chini mein apni thukh mila diya ki ab jo bhi chai ya coffee bane to uski thuk ki mantar mein sammohit ho jaye.

Avinash Bhivani ko ek kamre mein le gaya aur bola ki Bhivani maine Diksha se shadi kar li hai aur Jyoti se bhi karunga par main ab tumhe bhi apni banana chahta hu aur ye tab hi hoga jab tum apne pati ko divorce de do.

Bhivani: Main to aap ki hi hu ab ye divorce kyu?

Avinash: tum divorce logi tab hi main aur tum pati patni ban sakte hai jese ki ab Diksha hai meri patni. Ha ek aur baat tum mere bache ko janm de kar Rani banogi dekho apne aap ko kitni khubsurat ho tum.

Avinash Bhivani ko kamre mein legaya aur sissa ke aage khada kia aur khud uske piche khada ho kar bola ki dekho sise mein tum kitni hot ho, sexy ho tumhara ye gora jism ko dekho, ye patle honthon ko dekho bilkul laal hai, tumhari jism ki lambai aur ye gajab ke boobs aur gaand kamal ke hai.

Bilkul apsara ho tum Bhivani mera to maan karta hai tumhari gulami karu tumhari pair ke talwe chat lu.

Bhivani ko ane aap par ahankar aata hai aur sochti hai ki ye to sach hai ki woh bala ki khubsurat hai, usko to Rani hi hona tha aur uske pair ko dho kar logo ko pani pena chahiye.

Bhivani ne bina kuch soche phone kar diya apne pati ko ki woh divorce le rahi hai aur unka divorce ho bhi gaya.

Divorce hote hi Avinash Bhivani aur Diksha ko saath bitha kar bola, “Aaj se tum dono meri biwi ho aur aaj se raat ko mere paas sona dono. Main tum dono ko ek saath rakhna aur pyar karna chahta hu.”

Avinash ne raat ko kamra sajaya aur waha itar ki khusboo se kamra mahkaya saath hi ek candel jalai.

Raat ko dono bahan chote kapde pahan kar Avinash ke paas aai aur Avinash ka pair chu kar asirwad liya. Avinash ne dono ko bache ka aur achi chudai ka ashirwad diya.

Avinash dono se bola ki tum dono meri ho aur aaj se main tum dono ki puja karunga. Avinash dono ke pair dhota hai aur woh pani pe jata hai, ye dekh kar dono bahan ek dusre ko dekh kar muskura kar khush hoti hai ki unka pati kitna acha hai.

Uske baad dono ki panty kholta hai aur dono ki chut ko saaf pani se dhota hai phir yoni puja karta hai saath hi khud bhi nanga ho kar apna lund dono ki yoni mein sata kar bolta hai ki ye yoni tum dono ki ab mere lund ke liye tayar hai.

Par mera lund ab bhi sudh nahi hua. Tum dono ko mere lund ko sudh karna hoga aur woh sirf tum dono ke mutra se hi hoga.

Tum dono is tarah se betho ki tum dono jab mutra karo to mere lund ke upar hi mut gire aur woh phir bilkul sudh ho jayega.

Dono bahan Bhivani aur Diksha ko kuch samajh nahi aaya aur dono jese Avinash bol raha tha woh hi karti chali gayi.

Dono Avinash ke paas beth kar lund par mutne lagi, aur ye sach mein gajab ka drishya tha, aur ek mantra phir karta hai Avinash dono ke upar. Dono bahan ke mann mein aata hai ki ab woh dono Avinash ki Rani aur dashi, sab kuch hain, aur Avinash ko yon santushti un dono ko deni hi hai.

Avinash ke lund par mutne ke baad Avinash apna muh kholta hai aur dono ko bolta hai ki ab mujhe bhi pila do tum dono ka amrit jesa mutra.

Dono apni susu ki dhar Avinash ke muh mein marne lagi aur phir Bhivani Avinash ke muh mein aa kar beth gayi aur chut ko uske muh mein ghisne lagi.

Diksha bhi Avinash ke lund ko apne muh mein le kar chusne lagi.

To be continued.

Writer – Neha Agarwal

Ab aage:

Avinash Bhivani ki gaand kafi der se maar raha tha aur ab woh aawaz kar rahi thi. Thodi hi der mein woh bhi maza lene lagi.

Bhivani ka dard ab maza mein badal chuka tha aur woh siskiyaan nikalne lagi. Uski aahen nikalne lagi, “Ah, mere chote jamai mere ashik, main to sochi ye gaand mein nahi daloge par aap ne to …”

Bhivani ki aaahh muh se nikalti aur Avinash ye sun kar aur zor se gaand marne lagta. Bhivani boli ki aaj tak usne sirf gaand chudai ke baare mein suna hi tha aur video mein dekha tha. Par usne sapne mein bhi nahi socha tha ki uski gaand bhi kabhi chodi jayegi.

Itni chudai aaj tak kabhi nahi hui thi uski aur aaj. Aah. Ab chut maro meri ye pani chor rahi hai aur khujli machi hui hai isme ye raat raat ko pani chorne lagti hai.

Avinash ab niche baith gaya aur Bhivani ko sofe mein bitha diya aur uske pair ke bich aa kar fir se chut chusne laga.

Bhivani: Aah, aaj to jo marji chus lo. Waise bhi aap ne mujhe aam ki tarah har jagah se chus liya. Lo chus lo bada maza aata hai jab koi mard yun chut chusta hai. Mard ki bahon mein aate hi chut lund lene ke liye machal jaati hai.

Bhivani: Khincho mat chut ko. Ye chut boobs sab aap ke hi hai chus chus kar maze lo. Sach mein meri bahan kitni lucky hai jo aap mile kaas aap mere pati hote.

Bhivani: aap ka lund bahut jyada pasand aaya mujhe. Aap ki to main ab biwi ban chuki hu. Aahh, aap ke aage jhuk kar chut marwane mein bahut maza aata hai aise aaj tak kisi ki himmat nahin hui ki koi mujhe chhede. Chodne ki to baat hi dur ki thi.

“Aah, aram se chuso meri chut ke andar ghus jao aap. Bahut maza aa raha hai. Chut bhi mast ho gayi hai. Aah pahle khoob chuma chati karo fir chut marwaungi main. Lo ban gayi kutiya ab chadh jao mere upper. ab lund daal do chut mein aur chod do apni badi sali apni biwi ki badi bahan ko.”

Avinash ne kamar pakad li thi aur lund ko dheere se ander daalne laga. Chut se ragad khata hua lund chut mein chala gaya. Sara lund andar tha.

Bhivani ne kaha ki, “Asli mard ke saath lagte hi pata chal jata hai ki ye bahut chodega who. Bohut maza aa raha hai. Aram se andar bahar karo aahhh aise hi chodte raho.

Avinash to ek bhoot tha uska stamina bhi bahut jayda tha. Woh to Diksha aur uski bahan Bhivani ko ek saath puri raat apne lund par jhula sakta tha. Uska itna jaldi chudai khatam kaha hone wala tha.

Avinash fir Bhivani ke bed par let gaya aur woh bed par let kar Bhivani ko lund ke upar bitha diya. Lund chut chirta hua fir se chut mein ja ghusa.

Bhivani ki fir se cheekh nikal gayi. Par Avinash ke lund par khud hi kud kud kar lund chut mein lene lagi. Apni chudi ka maza lete hue uske baal koi bhootni ke jaise khul chuke the.

Bhivani fir se jhad gayi aur fach fach ki awaaz ke saath uski chudai hone lagi. Pasine ki bund Avinash ke upar gir rahi thi aur ek ek bund Abhinash chat kar apne muh ke andar le raha tha.

Ab Avinash bhi jhadne ke karib pahuch gaya, aur uska lund chut mein kampan karne laga. Tab Bhivani ko samajh aaya ki lund pani chor raha hai, aur usne kaha, “Aah, sari chut bhar do, maze se, aaahh, jor se chodo. Ab raah nahi ja raha, aur khud aur jor jor se lund par judne lagi.”

Avinash pura ka pura jhad gaya chut ke andar aur Bhivani Avinash ke upar aa giri. Uske chhaati ke baalon ko gol-gol ghumate huwe chhaati ko chatne lagi. Pata nahi Bhivani ko kese pata chala aur shak hua ki ye koi aur hi hai.

Bhivani ne ek dam se pucha, “Aap kon ho? aap Sanjay to nahi ho.” Bhivani ne kaha ki woh chilla kar sabko bata degi nahi to batao aap kon ho. Aur woh uth kar light jalane lagi ki Avinash ke bhoot ne usko rok liya aur bola.

Finally, Avinash ki awaaz ab pahli baar sun-ne ja rahi thi Bhivani.

Abhinash: Woh main ek jaadugar aur ek Raja hu. Main tum jesi hasina jo kisi Rani, Rajkumari aur koi bhi film industry ki heroin se badhkar khubsurat hai usko dekh kar apne aap ko rok nahi paya aur main to jis din tumhe dekha tha us din se tumhara gulam ban jana chahata tha. Par mujhe darr tha ki main tumhe khoo na du.

Bhivani ne light jala hi di aur woh dekhi ki waha koi bhi nahi hai par woh ab bhi baat kar pa rahi hai. Bhivani itnaa to samj gayi ki ye jaadugar hi hai par Raja hai iska kese pata chale.

Avinash: Dekho main tumhe jo chaiye woh de sakta hu. Bhivani tumhe yakin ho jayga fir meri baat ka.

Bhivani: Mujhe ek diamond ka haar chahiye.

Avinash ne saath ki saath ek diamond ka haar de diya aur ek nathni jesi ring bhi de di.

Diamond ka haar dekh kar aankh badi aur gol-gol kar ke dekhne lagi. “Maine to sirf diamond ka haar mangi thi ye nathni nahi.”

Avinash: Ye nathani nahi hai. ye ek ring hai jo tumhara inaam hai mujhe sex mein satisfaction dene ke liye aur ye ring chut mein pahni jati hai.

Bhivani haar aur chut ki ring ko pahan li aur ab uska nanga jism chamak utha. Jadu wala haar Bhivani ko aur sundar bana diya usne dekha ki uski chudai se suji hui chut aur gaand bilkul thik ho chuke hai.

Bhivani ne kaha ki woh ye to maan gayi ki woh jaadugar hai par Raja hone ki baat ka kya?

Avinash ko fir ek chance mila aur aaj tak jo koi nahi kar paya woh aaj Avinash karne wala tha. Avinash ne kaha ki agar woh Rani bane to woh usko uske mahal mein leja sakta hai.

Par mahal mein jane se pahle usko ek kaam karna hoga. Woh hai uske saath ek pipal ke ped ke niche ja kar samband banana hoga. Bhivani woh haar pahan ne ke baad ab puri tarah se Avinash ke control mein thi aur woh boli ki ha chalungi.

Bhivani jaise hi Avinash ke saath jane lagi woh ek dam se chakkar aa kar bed par gir gayi aur subhe hi uthi.

Avinash usko le kar ja nahi pata kyu ki woh ek bhoot tha aur woh din mein kamjor ho jata tha. Ab subhe ke 4 baj chuke the, puri raat Bhivani ki chudai chalti rahi aur dono ko ye pata hi nahi chala ki time kitna ho chuka hai.

Subhe woh bed room mein akeli thi. Par uske gale mein ek bahut bhari haar tha aur chut mein sone ki ring diamond lagi hui.

Jese hi us haar ko haat lagai, usko sab yaad aa gaya aur woh Avinash ke pyar mein pagal hone lagi. Woh sochne lagi ki Avinash ne to usko chod hi liya hai, aur ab to woh bhi maza leti hai. To kyu na Avinash ka fayda uthaya jaye, apni chut ko thanda kar ke aur paise, sone, hire, moti bhi us se liya jaye.

Aur agar woh ek Raja hai to uske paas to hira sona chandi ka bhandar hoga to ab usko apne jism ke jaal mein fasa kar khub maza le.

Dusri taraf Sanjay aaj fir se Bhivani ki panty aur bra sungh kar apna muth niklta hai. Woh sochta hai ki woh Avinash ko kaha se ek aur chut dilayega, kaha se woh nayi ladki layga.

Aaj fir se woh jaldi kaam par ja kar wapas aa gaya aur dekh ki Bhivani aur Diksha dono bahan ek dusre se baat kar rahi hai. Sanjay bhi unke paas beth gaya aur baat sunne laga.

Bhivani Diksha se bol rahi thi ki uski nanad hai Jyoti aur woh bhi shadi layak ho chuki hai. Jaldi hi uske liye bhi koi ladka dekh kar shadi kar denge.

Ye baat jab Sanjay suna to bola ki apni nanad ki photo dikhao. Woh dekha ki Jyoti bhi smart aur sundar thi aur Sanjay ke dimag mein aaya ki agar Jyoti ko Avinash ke saath set kar de to.

Akhir Sanjay ne bol hi diya ki apni nanad ko yaha bula lo uske liye acha rishta main dhund ke dunga. Bhivani ne kuch socha aur fir ha keh diya.

Raat hui aur fir se Avinash ka bhoot aa gaya aur aaj to Bhivani bhi taiyar thi aur Avinash se boli ki woh taiyar hai chalne ke liye. Avinash ne usko pakad kar waha us Pipal ke ped par le gaya aur Bhivani ne khud apne ek ek kar ke kapde utare.

Andheri kali raat aur Pipal ka ped ke niche Bhivani nangi khdi thi, uska gora jism raat ke andhere mein bhi chamak raha tha.

Waha Bhivani ko dekh kar aur bhi bhoot aa gaye kisi ki umar 20 to kisi ki 50 to kisi ki 70 thi aur sab Bhivani ke sundar jism ko dekh rahe the par Bhivani sirf Avinash ko hi dekh pai aaj pahli baar.

Avinash ek lambi kad-kathi wala accha dekhne wala ladka tha. Avinash ko dekh kar Bhivani sochi ki ye ladka to kitna young hai aur handsome bhi agar ye hi hai jo mujhe chod raha tha to ye mere layak bhi hai. Meri sundarta ka hak hai Avinash jese handsome ko.

Sare bhoot ab Bhivani ko hi dekh rahe the par kisi ki bhi himmat nahi thi ki usko haat lagaye kyu ki ye ab Avinash ki maal thi jo apni marji se chudai karwane aai thi.

Avinash bhi apne kapde khola aur nanga ho gaya aur aaj pahli baar Avinash ko nanga dekh rahi thi Bhivani aur uske khade lund ko dekh kar apne honthon mein jeebh ferne lagi.

Bhivani Avinash ke paas aai aur ghutnon mein beth kar lund ko chum kar puchi aaj main aap ki dashi hu ya fir Rani?

Avinash: tum meri dashi ho abhi aur jab tum yaha mere saath sambandh bana logi uske baad hi tum Rani banogi aur fir main tumhara Raja aur ek dash ban jaunga.

Bhivani ko ab laga ki aaj uski Pariksha hai aur woh jitna jyada khush Avinash ko karegi uske liye jyada fayda hai.

Bhivani Avinash ko jhuk kar apne chuttad dikhane lagi aur Avinash ke lund ko pakad kar apni jeebh se chatne lagi. Avinash to khush tha hi par waha ke sare bhoot log bhi soch rahe the ki jaldi se Avinash Bhivani ko chod kar maza le kyu ki Avinash ke baad hi Bhivani woh logo ko milegi.

Avinash ka lund puri apne gale mein le kar blowjob dene lagi aur lund ki gotiyon ko masalne kar fula rahi thi. Avinash ke lund ki gotiyon mein malai bharti ja rahi thi jo usko Bhivani ki chut mein dalni thi.

Avinash: Aah, bas aise hi chusti raho. Thodi der mein maza aane wala hai aahhh meri Bhivani aahh Bhivani meri jaaan maza bahut deti hai tu aahhh aaahhh oohhh maza maza to badhta hi ja raha hai.

Ye insaan ki fitrat hai ki thore lobh lalach ke karan apne hi pair mein khud hi kulhadi maar lete hain, aur aaj Bhivani bhi agar Hira ka haar nahi leti aur apne gale mein nahi pehenti, toh shayad kabhi yahan Pipal ped par nangi nahi hoti. Ab toh us haar ke karan usko kuchh hosh hi nahi tha.

Woh toh Avinash ke jaal mein buri tarah se phas gayi thi. Avinash aage bola, “Bhivani, tumhare boobs dekh kar hi mera lund khada hota tha. Jab tum bathroom jati thi, to main andar nahate dekhta tha, tumhare boobs aur inhe dekh kar maza leta tha.”

“Aaj dekho kese meri premika ban kar lund chus rahi ho. Ab dekh lund kese tumhare muh mein jate hi ful kar bada ho chuka hai aur ye gora jism meri kamjori hai.”

Bhivani siskiyaan nikal kar lund chus rahi thi aur lund par thuk kar fir lund chusti aur Avinash se ab aur jyada raha nahi gaya to woh uske muh mein hi jhadne laga aur Bhivani lund ki malai ko apne andar lene lagi kuch bund muh ke bahar bhi girne lagi.

Bhivani ki chut bhi pani chor chuki thi jo niche gir rahi thi aur waha jo bhoot the woh Bhivani ke chut ka pani jo niche gira tha usko apni jeebh se chat rahe the.

Ek dam se Avinash ne Bhivani ko sarr ke bal niche leta diya aur uski chut upar ki aur aa gayi. Avinash apni jeebh nikal kar Bhivani ki chut ki malai chatne laga aur apna lund daal diya chut mein.

Bhivani ki 15 minutes tak waha khule mein chudai hui aur fir Avinash uske chut mein thuk kar bola ki ab yaha se chalne ka wakt aa gaya hai Raja ke mahal mein.

Jese hi woh andar gayi waha sab ek se badhkar ek sundar ladkiya thi jo Bhivani ko apne saath le gayi aur ek safed kapde pahan kar moti, sona, chandi ki jewellery pahana kar Avinash ke pas le aai.

Avinash ne Bhivani se kaha ki yaha ke log usko gift dena chahate hai. Sab ne gift mein ek se badhkar ek jewellery di aur Avinash ke puchne par Bhivani ne 6 gift sabse pasand ke bataye.

Woh gift jiske pasand ki Bhivani woh asli mein bhoot ka ek niyam tha ki ab un 6 log ko hak hai Bhivani ko chodne ka.

Bhivani ab bhoot log mein fas chuki thi. Uska lalach chudai ke saath jewellery ka badhta hi gaya par ab usko aage kya kya karna aur dekhna hoga iske liye padhe next part.

To be continued.

We came back from lunch and a pharmacy trip. We changed into our pyjamas again. All this while we did not even think to switch on the TV. We were occupied with each other. We lay on the bed again, facing the Times Square view. And I’m putting the comforter on again.

He hugged me again and kissed me. At this point, we are waiting for what our next move will be. He removed his T-shirt again. He told me he likes to be naked in bed usually. I told him he could, but he had his pants on still. The conversation moved slowly ahead.

He asked me if I was comfortable so that I could remove my T-shirt too. I did not remove initially. He slowly came on top of me to rub on my pants again. He slowly rubbed on mine. I feel it’s exactly touching my pussy. I started to moan again. Now I want to remove my T-shirt.

I told him, “I’ll keep my bra on.” He was involved in fingering me on my pants. It was so good that I couldn’t control myself and removed my T-shirt. I want him to touch me on my upper body as well. But I was scared to remove my bra, as it might escalate. I did not know what might happen next if I removed it.

My T-shirt is gone now. He was on top of me, looking at me. Suddenly, his face turned different, and his hand went behind me to remove my bra. From the day started, this guy was totally under control. He was asking my permission for everything and saying sorry if he went out of line.

Now, you should see him taking control. He did not bother asking for my permission now. He took complete control of me and removed my Bra. He was eager to see my boobs, and he said my boobs are massive. Slowly, he started touching my boobs.

The entire time I was looking at him, I was trying to decode what he was thinking now. I guessed he liked what he saw. My pants are still on. Aditya started to squeeze my boobs like it is his property and a stress ball. I felt so good. He lay on top of me and started sucking my boobs.

I did not let him, pushing him away. He took both of my hands and put them on top of me. It was kind of hot. He did not want to listen to me for once. He started sucking my nipples like he meant it. He enjoyed it, and it was so good for me, too.

I started feeling wetness from my pussy when he was doing it. It was then that I felt fireworks. He was sucking so hard and good, like it was his own property. My hands are pushed on top of his hands. He is sucking too hard. He started to bite my nipples. I was moaning.

It was the most intense boob sucking I have ever had. It was so good. My entire body was reacting to it. I got an amazing orgasm. My wetness down there was becoming more. Slowly, he kissed my armpits, kissed me everywhere. He asked if I really wanted to keep my pants on still.

I removed them at once, but I kept my underwear on. After looking at me, he said that I have a very good skin tone, and I am fair everywhere in my body. Compliments felt so good to listen to. He started kissing me from my feet and slowly moved up to my thighs and my navel.

He licked my navel a little. It’s my first. I felt butterflies all over my body. He came back to my boobs and sucked them so hard. He asked me if I needed or if I was ok with my pussy being licked. I was a little bit scared thinking what if he doesn’t like me down there.

My husband never did it. He doesn’t like to go down on me, and he doesn’t like hair in the pubic area. So I was paranoid and a bit scared, I hesitantly said no, but I really want to see how it feels at least once. He understood me, that I might like it.

So he forced me to clean it, and if you want to, I will do it for you. It felt so good listening to it, but I was still scared. I did not go. He pulled me out of the bed and sent me to the bathroom. I did clean my wet pussy, preparing myself to be good and fresh for him.

I stayed inside the bathroom for more than 15 minutes, staring at myself in the mirror, not willing to go outside, scared. He was confused too, for what is taking so long for me. I finally took all the courage and came out, wrapping a white towel around me.

He had already seen my upper body, but still I was feeling shy and covered myself with the towel. He saw me in a towel and told me why I had to cover myself when he saw most of me. I just got into bed, he removed my towel, I lay down, he was also shy to look at my unders.

Aditya came on top of me and started to kiss my lips softly. He understood I was nervous, so he did not start going down right away. He gave me some time to be comfortable. He kissed my neck, and it felt like heaven was next to me. I have never been kissed like that.

I love this feeling my body is having when he is touching me and kissing me. He slowly took my nipples into his mouth. He has this habit, when he is sucking me, he slowly looks at me, to see how I am reacting to him. He liked to see and listen to my moans. He told me it was exciting him more.

It feels like an encouragement to a guy when a woman screams. I love to moan and scream when I enjoy. I told him he is doing it so well that I am not able to control myself. And I liked the way he looks at me when he is sucking my nipples, I love his eyes.

Slowly, he went down on me now and asked me to spread my legs. I did not listen to him. He had to push it apart, and he told me not to be scared and asked me to enjoy. My legs are spread now in a V shape, and he slowly bent down. My god, his lips and tongue are touching my pussy now.

I love his beard on him, his beard touching me. There was just music playing for me. It tickled for the first time, and I closed my legs forcibly, stopping him. He wasn’t angry at all; he calmly told me to enjoy and spread my legs again, silently.

I was still stopping him with my hands and not letting him do it. It is my first, and I did not cooperate well. Now he took both of my hands, held with his one hand, and he went down again. This time I felt so hot. When his tongue was touching me, it felt like heaven.

He was licking me so good. I was screaming, “Oh God! Oh God!” Finally, I don’t know what happened, I shouted, “Fuck me! Please Fuck Me!” He was shocked to hear me screaming that. He did lick my pussy more aggressively after listening to that.

I was lost in my own world; it felt so good. I would run away with this man anywhere if he asks me to. It felt good when he went down on me. I was all wet. he came up so proudly, he asked me if I liked it. I said, “I loved it, you did it like a pro.”

He said it was his first time going down on a woman, and it was my first time too. We both enjoyed so many firsts so far. Aditya lay next to me. I decided to remove his pants. It’s finally that time now. I went on top of him, touched his bulge, and slowly put my hands on his pants and removed them.

He was wearing boxers, which had a good bulge. I could feel his hardness from his boxers. I slowly opened the grey boxers. His dick was hard by then. He had a perfectly sized dick, pinkish in colour. His tip had hair that was all natural. I touched and massaged his balls.

He started to enjoy it. I gave him a handjob slowly, and I slowly bent and took his dick into my mouth. I slowly gave him a blowjob, licking it up and down, and touching his tip, circling my tongue now and then. He did not moan, but I could see him silently enjoying what I was doing.

He said it was the smoothest blowjob he had ever had. He liked it. Aditya did not ask directly for sex. We were still in the foreplay phase. I came on top of him now, felt like riding him. I saw condoms lying on the table. Finally, I decided to make a move, thinking he was waiting for me to ask.

So I asked him, “Shall I bring the condoms now?” He smiled at me. He understood that I was asking for it, finally. I got out of bed and brought the condoms. He asked me to wear one on him. I took one packet out of a 3-pack box and tried to put it on him.

This is my first time, and I couldn’t successfully put it on him. I smiled as I couldn’t, he laughed at me and put it on himself. I lay down, wanted to feel him on me and inside me. He came on top of me, slowly sliding his dick inside me. I could feel the condom touching me, not him.

I couldn’t tell him I do not want a condom, just want to feel his dick touching my pussy walls directly. Being a woman, I too need to be careful. We had a good sex. He was on top of me for so long, moving his dick inside and out of me.

I asked him to be gentle with me. It had been years, and it might be painful for me. So, he was extra careful and gentle with me. He cum in the condom, and he wanted to use one more condom. I was happy he was having a second round with me, which means he liked it with me.

We had sex for the second time. It was an amazing view to see him on top of me in a missionary position. A cute, handsome guy whom I like, I can talk about anything to him. He made me so safe and comfortable the entire day. Giving me enough time and space to take things one by one.

Looking straight into his eyes and his beard makes me so hot. It was an amazing experience when he was inside me. On top of me, we had it for the second time. It is evening already now, and it gets dark too fast in New York in October. We got out of our beds and decided to take a shower together.

The bathroom was spacious for New York City, and it had a soaking tub and shower too. We took a shower, enjoying our naked bodies hugging and cuddling. He bent down, sucking my boobs in the shower. It felt so good. I knelt and took his dick inside my mouth.

I sucked him for 5 minutes in the shower, and he was enjoying it well. He did not cum. He said, “Shall we have one more round? I want to cum inside you.” It was good to hear it. We had one more condom left, and decided to use that as well. We did it for the last time.

We both knew earlier that this was the one day we were doing it, and it would be the last. The day we spent was so good and magical for both of us. I was depressed leaving the room. He was a nice guy and hot too, sex with him was good, the foreplay and everything,

In just a single day, he made me experience most of my first times. He made me feel alive. I had orgasmed many times, I couldn’t count too, having an entire day with him was like a memorable dream every girl would want. I was worried about how I would deal with forgetting all these.

Such a good memory, I did not want to forget it ever. Every first time is memorable. Words flow when thinking about that day. We still discuss our first time; whenever we discuss, we both get some happiness inside us.

We left the hotel room at 7 pm. We were both too hungry and tired after an eventful day. We did not have time to stop, we are already late to go home. We took the subway. I was so dull thinking the day ended, and this is the last time I am spending my day like this with this nice guy.

Was it just a one-night stand? I did not like it to be the end of this. He did not understand why I was dull all the way back to the car. He was asking me if he did anything wrong. I said, “It’s not you, I am just feeling tired.” All the way, I was thinking the day would not end. I don’t want to go home to be alone again.

While driving, Aditya asked me why I was being so silent, it’s unlike me. I said I am simply tired, and that is all. Aditya was worried about what was wrong with me. If I regretted the day or if he had done something wrong. He wanted to make me active or lighten up.

He slowly started touching my breasts, and then put his hand in between my legs, spreading my legs. I was wearing a dress, so it was easy for him to put his hands on my inner thighs. I looked at him. It felt like he wanted to make me cum again. I spread my legs and moved closer to him.

He finger-fucked me in the car. His hands were going in and out of me. It was very steamy. I hold his hair and squeeze his shoulder with one hand, and with the other hand on the upper door handle. I lifted one of my legs onto the glove box and was thoroughly enjoying his fingering.

I had a huge orgasm, and he did not leave me even after a scream of orgasm. He was still finger fucking me. He stopped near the parking spot to help me finish one more. I came hard again with a scream. I have never been fingered fucked like that before. It was amazing.

My panties were all wet, my body was shivering, and it was hot. Aditya dropped me off near my car, and we both left for our respective houses. I had to take a hot, steamy shower for what happened in the car. I slept so well that day, with so many orgasms, my body gave up and was tired.

A Fantastic, magical day in New York ended.

For reasons, I am changing some personal details. Otherwise, the story is real. There is a lot more to the story which I can add too, depending on the response to this one.

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USA mein kaam karte mujhe abb kucch 4 saal ho gaye the. Uske pehle main 4 saal yaha college mein degree kar raha tha. College khatam hone ke baad, main 1 mahine ke liye ghar vapis India aaya tha. Bohot kam time tha aur gharwalo ne sara plan kiya hua tha toh apne liye kucch time hi nahi bacha. Na hi mil ska jisko milne ka mann tha.

Khair, 4 saal kaam karte karte itne paise jor liye ki acche se 2-3 mahina India nikal saku. Saal ke shuru mein chuti bhi apply kar di thi toh October se le kar new year tak ka plan tha India jaane ka. To jab time aaya, toh mid October mein pohonch gya main ghar vapis.

Pehle kucch din toh logo se, rishtedaro se, dosto se mel milap hi chalta raha. Family ke saath bahar ghumne ka plan, dosto ke saath weekend trip – ye sab khatam hua toh pura mahina nikal gya.

Iss sab mein idhar udhar se Poonam ke baare mein pata karva liya. Kya karti hai aaj kal. Shadi shuda hai ya nahi. Bacche hai. Ye sab.

To pata ye chala ki 2 saal ho gaye uski shaadi ko. Par pati esa nikla ki koi kiryane ki dukan loot kar rafoo chakar ho gya. Abhi 1 saal se laapta hai. Na koi baccha hai, toh Poonam vapis apne mayike, hamare sheher mein hi hai pichle 8-9 mahine se.

Isse pehle ki main kahani mein aage barhu, Poonam ko main kam se kam 12-13 saal se janta hun. Janta tha? Kucch nahi pata. But USA jaane ke kucch mahine pehle se ek dum baat bandh.

Poonam ki badi behen mere bachpan se humare ghar par kaam karti thi. Itna pyaar tha ki main toh mausi bulata tha unhe. Kabhi kabhi Poonam bhi aati thi saath mein kaam karne. But kisi na kisi kaaran ki vajah se unhone kaam chhor diya tha jab main 11th mein tha.

Poonam aur mera kesa sambandh tha, kya hua, kese shuru hua, ye baat fir kabhi. But India mein agar girlfriend ke nazdeek koi thi uss time toh sirf Poonam.

Uske baad USA aa gya, toh bas yaha sirf goriyan. Khair, jab last time aaya, tab bhi bohot mann tha but jesa bataya, time hi nahi tha aur mann mein ye bhi baat thi ki shayad use main yaad bhi hun ya nahi.

Anyway, toh mann bana liya ki usko milne jana hai. To ek do baar toh uske ghar ke bahar se bike par helmet pehen kar nikla. Tisri baar vo dikhi. Ghar se bahar ja rahi thi kahi. Maine piccha kiya. But usko pata chal gya tha ki koi piccha kar raha hai.

Thori aage jaane ke baad, vo ruk gayi aur murr kar meri taraf dekhne lagi. Maine socha ki, ‘Abb toh baat karni hi padegi.’ To maine bike side mein lagayi aur helmet utara. Usko pehli baari mein meri pehchan nahi hui.

“Kaun hai saale? Piccha kyu kar raha hai mera?”

Vese hi gandi zuban jese pehle thi.

“Poonam, pehchana nahi?”

Main aur nazdeek gaya. Vo dheere dheere picche hatt rahi thi par jese jese usko pehchan mein aaya, vo dheere dheere rukne lagi.

“Kaun hai? Bata!!”

“Nahi pata kaun hun?”

Usne socha thora. Darhi ke peeche ka chehra usko yaad aa gya. Ek dum se chaunk gayi.

“Tu? Tu kya kar raha hai yaha? Tu toh foreign mein tha…”

“Picchle mahine hi aaya. Naye saal tak hun yaha…”

Chehre par uske thori thori si smile. Jese sharma rahi ho, jese mujhe usko dekh kar, vese hi use bhi mujhe dekh kar vo 8 saal pehle vala time yaad aa gya hoga.

“…accha…”

Apne dupatte mein chehra chhupa rahi thi. Maine himmat kari aur uski kalayi pakar kar niche kar di. Chehra dekhna tha uska. Aakhon mein kajal aur naak mein baali. Laal lipstick. Gaalon par laali lagayi thi ya sharma rahi thi isliye laali thi, nahi pata. Par ek dam mast lag rahi thi.

Aur usko dikh bhi raha tha, meri jeans mein zipper faar kar kucch nikalna chahta tha. Usne 5-6 second dekha, aur chehra ghuma liya.

“Suna teri shaadi ho gayi…”

“Haa par vo sala ek number ka kameena nikla…”

“Haa suna maine. Koi dukan loot kar bhaag gya…”

“Haa. Tu kya kar raha hai yaha par?”

“Tujhe milne aaya hun aur kya…”

“Kyu? Mujhe kyu?”

Abb toh uska chehra pura muskura raha tha. Mujhe dekh rahi thi. Akhri baar jab the saath mein toh mere se badi thi. Umar mein toh tha hi farak bad shareer mein bhi. Abhi toh vo vesi hi thi jese mujhe yaad hai. Naram naram sawla jism. Mote mote dudu. Ek moti gaand jo uski dheeli salwar mein acche se chupi hui thi. Par mujhe acche se yaad tha sab kuch.

Abb main lamba tha uss se. 6 feet ke upar. Daarhi. Muuch. Sab kucch bada tha abb. Aur vo bhi yahi soch rahi thi.

“Kyu? Tujhe nahi mann milne ka? Yaad nahi karti thi mujhe?”

Kucch nahi boli…

“Bata na. Yaad nahi aati thi meri?”

“Bhenchod, tu toh itna nahi bolta tha tab. Abb kese laplap bol raha hai, sala?”

Jaan bujh kar gussa dikha rahi thi. Par mujhse abb raha nahi ja raha tha.

“Bol kaha milegi. Hotel mein chalegi jaha akhri baar gaye the?”

“Tera dimaag theek hai? Shadi ho rakhi hai meri abb.”

Mujhe pata tha ye baat toh ayegi aage. Sidha chudai ki baat karunga, vo bhi itne saalon baad, toh kuch na kuch toh bolegi.

“Chal, number toh de de tera. Baat bhi nahi ki itne saalon se…”

“Kyu? Kya baat karega?”

Usne apna phone haath mein kas kar pakra. Mere samne ghuma rahi thi.

“Tu de na number. Kar lenge baat…“

“Hmmmmm. Accha. Likh le…”

Usne apna number diya. Maine save kar liya. ‘Hello’ likh kar bheja usko jo uske paas bhi mera number aa jaye.

“Chal, jaane de abb. Kaam hai mujhe…”

“Chhor du tujhe? Kaha ja rahi hai?”

Vo ek dum se peeth ghuma kar chalne lagi. Main dekhta raha uski kamar. Dayein bayein. Gand matak matak.

Main ghar aa gya. Raat ka intezar toh jo usko message karu. Shayad so hi na jaye, dimaag mein ye hi tha. Khana peena kha kar bistar mein let kar usko message kiya.

‘So gayi kya?’

5 min baad uska aaya message.

‘Abhi nahi. Abhi bas leti hun bed mein. Kyu?’

‘Bas ese hi. Tujhe yaad kar raha tha’

‘Accha? Kya yaad kar raha tha?’

‘Tujhe nahi pata? Kya yaad kar raha tha? Tu nahi kar rahi yaad ise?’

Maine mera lund nikala bahar. Photo khich kar saath mein bhej di.

2-3 min tak koi jawab nahi. Fir aaya message uska.

‘Ye kala sandh kiska hai? Ese hi kisika bhi bhejega?’

‘Kyu? Kisika kya? Mera hi hai. Yaad nahi tujhe? Akhri baar se toh bada hai’

Maine lund pakar kar apne pet par lita diya aur apne tatton ko zor zor se daba kar khichne laga. Jhanton ke baalon ke beech mein mera lund khud hi hil raha tha dheere dheere. Maine video bana kar use bheja.

‘Dikha na tu bhi? Itne saal ho gaye… abhi bhi teri chut ki tarap hai.’

2 min tak koi jawab nahi.

‘Kaha gayi? Nahi dikhayegi?’

1 min baad usne bheji video.

Uski salwaar utri huyi thi. Uski kaali kacchi uske jism se bhi kaali thi. Uski jhanton ke baal kacchi mein se bahar aa rahe the. Lagta hai mahino se nahi saaf kiye.

Vo ghumi. Apni naram naram kaali gand ghumai meri taraf. Apni kacchi ko dono chutaron ke beech mein fasaya. Gaand ke baal uske chutaron mein se bahar aa rahe the.

Usne kacchi khichi upar, apni chut mein daba kar, fir neeche utari. Jese vo jhuki kacchi utarne ke liye, uske mote chutar faile. Aur jese hi uski kacchi uski gaand mein se nicche utri, tabhi uski gaand ka chhed dikha. Sooja hua. Kala. Ese hil raha tha jese mujhe chum raha ho.

Aur kacchi niche utri toh uski moti chut nikli bahar. Chut mein se nikla pani uski kacchi mein chipak raha tha. Mera lund dekh kar gili hui hogi uski chut; ye soch kar mera lund uchla.

Chut nikal kar usne apna jism meri taraf ghumaya. Haath apni chut par rakha. Dusre haath mein vo apna dudu daba rahi thi. Baalon mein chhupi uski chut usne apni ungliyon se failayi. Uske kaale kaale chut ke hoth khule aur uski gulabi chut ke chhed mein se ek safed dhaar uski gand ki taraf ja rahi thi.

Ye sab dikha kar usne jhatke se apni kacchi upar khichi aur video bandh kar di.

‘Abb nahi raha jayega,’ ye soch kar maine usku usi time bina kucch time zaya kiye call kiya. 6-7 ring ke baad usne uthaya.

“Pagal, itni raat ko kyu kar raha hai phone tu?”

“Tere ghar ke bahar aa. Main 20 min mein pohonchta hun.”

“Saale, kya bol raha hai? Itni raat ko?”

“Tu bas aa ja. Bohot tarap hai tujhe chodne ki abb. Raha nahi jayega. Ghante tak ghar pohcha dunga tujhe.”

“…”

“Bol. Kaha gayi?”

“30 min baad aa. Tab tak sab acche se so rahe honge.”

“Haa… theek hai. 30 min mein tere ghar ki piche vali gali mein aa ja. Vo Dilip ki dukan ke picche vale khandar mein chalenge. Koi nahi hoga vaha abhi.”

“Chal… 30 min mein aati hun.”

Usne phone rakh diya itna keh kar.

Maine jaldi se underwear pehni aur ese hi night shorts aur shirt mein nikal gya. Chhup chhup kar bike nikali bahar aur uske ghar ki taraf chal diya. 10 min mein pohonch gya. Socha, ‘Picche gali mein aur 15 min ruk jata hun. Tab tak vo aa jayegi.’

Tabhi 5 min baad dekha use maine. Dupatte mein chehra chhupa kar meri or aa rahi thi. Jab nazdeek pohnchi toh usne pehchana aur sharma kar vahi ruk gayi. Maine bike chalu ki aur uski taraf gaya.

“Tu toh jaldi aa gayi.”

“Tu bhi toh aa gya itna jaldi. Mere se pehle hi.”

“Chal, baith… aaja. Jaldi kar.”

Main dekh raha tha use. Usne vahi kapre pehne the jo usne mujhe video mein dikhaye the. Uske nicche vahi kaali kacchi. Uss kacchi ke nicche vahi kaali gaand aur kaali chut. Ussi chut mein se safed pani uski kacchi mein chipka hoga. Mera lund pura tyaar tha.

“Ghanta bas. Uss se zyada nahi.” Ye keh kar vo baith gayi picche. Kas kar mujhe pakar liya.

5 min ka hi safar tha Dilip ki dukan tak ka. Dono kucch nahi bole pura waqt. Dukan ke picche maine bike rok di. Wo utari. Main utara. Maine uska haath pakra. Usko khandar ke andar le gya jaha par chaand ki roshni aa rahi thi. Maine usko ghuma kar diwaar ke saath laga diya.

Abb toh dono tez tez saas le rahe the. Usne dupatta gira diya tha niche. Meri taraf dekh rahi thi.

“Abb bol… Kya karega?”

Jese hi vo boli, maine uski salwaar niche kheech kar utar di. Uski kacchi bhi saath mein hi utar gayi. Mere chehre ke samne uski moti jhanton vali chut mein se thori si baas aa rahi thi.

Maine naak daba diya uski chut ke daane mein. Usne apne haath mere sar par rakhe aur apni chut mere chehre mein dabane lagi. Mujhe uski siskiyan sun rahi thi. Maine danton mein uski chut ke hoth noch, toh vo chilayi.

“Mmmmmm… aaaa… kya kar raha hai bhenchod!?”

“Aaah… tere baad 8 ladkiyo ki li hai chut. Tab bhi, saali, teri chut ki itni yaad aati thi. Abb rok mat.”

Main khara ho gya. Maine apne shorts aur underwear niche kiye aur lund bahar nikala. Usne bina ruke ek dum se pakar liya. Mere 6.5 inch ka kala mota lund uske haath mein khel raha tha. Maine jhapak se uski gaand pakar li aur uske chutar failane lag gya. Usne apni ungli ko mere lund ke tope mein ghisna shuru kar diya.

“Haye re. Kitna mota ho gya hai ye. Bhenchod… main toh mar hi jaoongi… aaaah… itna mat daba gaand ko. Yahi hun main… kahi nahi bhaagi jaa rahi… aaaaaaaah!”

“Ruk ja na. Dabane de. Tu bhi hila de lund mera. Main toh abhi jhar jaoo. Aur saali, kitni moti ho rakhi ye gaand. Ruk zara… ye ungli…”

Itna kehte hi maine uski gaand ke chhed mein fasa di meri ungli. Andar dalte hi main uski gaand ko andar se nakhun se khujane laga. Itni zor se awaaz nikali usne, sun kar mera lund ese ucchla ki maza hi aa gya.

“Aaaaaah… de de abb toh lund! Jaldi jaldi daal de… abb raha nahi ja raha!”

Maine ekdum se ungli nikali bahar aur usko ghuma kar diwar ki taraf khada kar diya.

“Le… haath rakh diwar par aage. Aur gaand nikal bahar jaldi.”

Usne bina ruke ek dam se kar diya. Maine apna lund uski gaand ke beech mein rakha. Mera topa uske chutaron ke beech ghiste ghiste jese hi uski gaand ke chhed par laga, tabhi hi mera paani nikal gya. Main ek dum se uske upar gir gya aur kas kar pakar liya use.

“Aaaah… itni jaldi nikal bhi gya…”

Mera topa abhi bhi nikaal raha tha paani uske chhed par, aur vo hanf rahi thi zor zor se. Uska haath picche se aaya, aur usne mera lund pakra. Apni chut ki taraf le kar gayi. Aur boli…

“Jaldi dalde abb… aaaaaah… maaaa…”

…aur jhapak se uski bur mein daal diya. Uski jhangein zor zor se hili. Maine hatho se uski kameez ke neeche uske dono dudu pakar liye.

Mera lund uski chut mein itni tez ghusa ki uski bhosdi mein se ‘fssss fssss’ kar ke do baar paad nikle.

Abhi uski chut pehle jitni tight nahi thi. Shayad mere baad kaafi marwai hogi usne. Par abhi bhi itni mulayam. Usne apni gaand mere shuru karne se pehle hi mere lund ki taraf dabana shuru kar diya.

“Chod na, abb. Jaldi, yaar. Nahi raha ja rahi. Abhi jhar jaoongi main toh. Karde naaaaaaa…”

“Ruk ja, saali. Ruk ja… 5 second de mujhe…”

Vo nahi ruki. To maine bhi thaan li abb toh nahi rukna hai. Main uski peeth upar se utha aur uske dudu bahar nikal diye kameez se. Fir dono hatho se uski gaand pakri. Aur dheere dheere chodna shuru kiya. Adha lund andar bahar kiya. Usne gaand maar maar kar sara le liya.

“Aaaaaa… bhen ke lund karde abb. Jaldi jaldi… bas aa gya. Jaldi… aaaah!”

Maine itni zor se ghusaya andar ke mere dheele tatte ghum ghum kar uski chut mein takra rahe the.

“Saali… aaj toh teri chut ka bhosda bana dunga!”

Main itna zor zor se usko chod raha tha. Uski gaand ka chhed meri taraf dekh kar tadap raha tha. Maine uspar thooka aur apne anguthe se thook uski gaand mein daba diya. Vo toh bas gaali bakti rahi aur ek min mein hi itna zor se hili ki mera lund chhapak se uski chut se bahar aa gya aur vo niche hi gir gayi.

“Aah… aah… aaah…”

Tez tez saas le rahi thi. Maine uska sar pakra. Meri taraf uska chehra ghumaya. Usne upar dekha meri taraf. Mera lund uske chehre par thapp kar ke gir gya. Mere tatte uske hotho par. Mera lund pakar kar uske chehre par thappar lagaye.

“Khol muh… Choos ise…”

Usne muh khola apna. Vo choosne hi lagi thi. Par maine uska sar pakar kar uske gale mein sidha hi lund fasa diya. Uski aankhein uske sar ki taraf upar chali gayi aur zor zor se lund bhare muh se khansne lagi. Main thora aur upar char gya uske chehre par aur lund daba daba kar uske gale mein chodne laga jese uski chut maar raha hun.

5 min tak uska muh choda. Thora thora nikala bahar beech beech mein. Usne 2-3 baar mujhe gaali nikali. Aur main fir shuru ho gya uske chut jese muh mein. Uski ungliyan uske bhosde mein thi. Uska paani sara neeche nikal raha tha aur mere pairon ki taraf aa raha tha. Maine ye dekha aur jhapak se lund nikala bahar.

“Khari ho. Tujhe yaad hai? Akhri baar main itna bada nahi tha toh ese utha kar nahi chod paya tha tujhe. Abb dekh tu…”

Itna kehte hi maine uski dono jhangon ko apne baazuon par uthaya aur diwar ke saath uski peeth se laga diya. Vo ek dum se chaunk gayi.

“Madarchod! Kitna bada ho gya tu toh. Abb ese rand jese chodega mujhe?”

Meri taraf dekh kar mujhe ishara kar rahi thi ki, ‘Le le mujhe abb.’

“Rakh tere haath mere kandhon par. Abhi dekh kese kese chodunga saali ko.”

“Haa… toh maine kaha roka tujhe? Le. Pakar liya tujhe. Abb kar jo karna hai tujhe…”

Maine lund uski chut ke upar fir rakha, aur uski ankhon mein ankhein daal kar dekha. Jese hi lund ghusa vapis andar, uska muh khula, aur ese dekh rahi thi mujhe jese bohot dard ho raha tha usse.

“Thap… thap… thap… thap… thap… thap… thap… thap…”

Mera lund uski bur mein zor zor se ek aur chhed karne jesa pit raha tha.

“Fsss… fsss… fsss… fsss… fsss… fsss… fsss… fsss…”

Uski gili bhigi chut zor zor se pani ke faware maar rahi thi.

“Aaah… aaaah… aaaah… aaah… aaah… aaah… aaaah… aaah…”

Uske chehre mein se itni ashleel awaze aa rahi thi.

“Mar gayi… mar gayi… mar gayi!”

Chut ka bhosda bana diya tha uska. Fat kar 4 kar di thi.

“Mmmm… itni… moti… chut… teri… aaj… toh… suja… dunga…”

Main chodte chodte beech mein bol raha tha. Vo bas sun rahi thi aur cheekh rahi thi.

“Bas… bas… bas… bas… bas… chut jharne vali hai meri… nikal de… aaaah… nikal de bur mein, saale, nikal de naaaaaa…”

Uski chut ek dum kas gayi aur mera lund pura daba diya. Uska paani nikalne vala tha. Maine zor laga kar aur tez tez chodna shuru kar diya. Mera balance bigda aur lund bahar nikal gya. Maine hafra dafri mein pakar kar uski gaand mein fasa diya. Vo chilayi.

“Uiiiiiii maaaaa!!! Nikaal bahar… aaaah!”

Par mujhse nahi raha gya. Main uski gaand dheelee kar raha tha aur itne mein uski chut mein se safed cream neeche mere lund tak pohonch gayi. Usne ek haath mere kandhe se uthaya aur apni chut masalne lag gayi.

“Aaaaaaaah… ma! Meri jaan nikal gayi… aaah… aaaah… aaaah… nikal de gaand mein… jaldi se… aaaaah…”

Uski aankhein sar ki taraf, hoth kaat rahi thi, aur chut ke daane ko masal rahi thi. Mujhse nahi raha gya aur maine bina ruke dhaar pe dhaar nikaaldi uski gaand mein.

“Hhmmmm… le le sara… le le ye… aah… bhenchoooo…”

Usko maine kas kar apni baahon mein pakar liya aur saare tatte khali kardiye gaand mein.

“Bhar de meri gaand… bhar de!!!”

Usne apne daant mere kandhe mein fasa diye aur zor zor se chillane lagi. Abhi bhi puri ki puri rand hi thi vo jese pehle thi. Ek dum awara kutte jese chikti thi abhi bhi.

Ek min tak usko pakre rakha maine. Main usko zameen par rakhne hi vala tha ki tabhi mere dimaag mein ek khayal aaya.

“Le, utar niche. Gaand daba kar rakh aur ghori ban ja jaldi se. Abhi mat nikalna paani bahar.”

“Aur nahi! Bas! Abhi bohot… bohot thak gayi hun… bas, aaj ke liye bohot hai itna…”

“Arey, nahi chodunga. Tu bas jo bola, vo kar jaldi se.”

Vo tez tez saas le rahi thi. Hanfte hanfte vo utari aur mera lund pura bheega bahar nikla. Jaldi se vo ghori ban gayi.

“Haah… abb?”

“Abb chutar pakar. Khol inhe… aur sara pani gaand se bahar nikal de.”

Maine phone nikala aur video banane laga.

Usne gaand pakri. Kholi. Uska chhed pura safed. Mera paani bulbule ban kar bahar nikal raha tha. Usne zor lagaya. Sara ka sara paani paad diya bahar.

Mere se ruka nahi gya toh maine lund rakh diya gaand par uski. Dheere dheere chhed par ghista raha, aur vo bas dheere dheere gaand aage picche hilati rahi.

Jab sab nikal gya, toh vo uthi. Usne apni kacchi pehni. Jitna paani chut aur gaand par laga tha, vo sara usne apni kacchi mein saaf kar liya. Kapre pehen kar, mera haath pakar kar bolne lagi…

“Saale, pehle toh ese nahi chodta tha. Bahar kya kaafi goriyan chodi hai tune?”

“Tere jesi koi nahi abhi tak…”

Vo sun kar sharmaii. Aur hum meri bike ki taraf chal diye. Usko ghar ke picche gali mein utara. Jaane se pehle agli raat ka fir plan kar liya. Yahi jagah. Yahi time. Aur vo ghar chali gayi.

Main ghar pohoncha, aur chhup chhup kar kamre mein ghus gaya. Bed mein let kar phone nikala aur dekha Poonam ka message tha. Khola toh dekha, apni chut dikha rahi thi. Gaand mein se jo pani bacha tha, nikaal nikaal kar chut par masal rahi thi.

Maine usko uski chudai ke baad vali video bheji, taki vo bhi dekhe kese gaand mein se mera maal hugg rahi thi. Aage se uska message aaya.

“Kal pakka?”

Hello everyone. Harddick here with the next part of my story. In the previous part, we saw how Sree moved into my apartment. She stayed with Mom and then ended up getting to know her past and sharing hers. How they both got horny and had a lesbian fuck. Now let’s see further.

They both woke up almost at the same time, naked and entangled with each other. They woke up later than usual, and Mom smiled and gave her a good morning kiss.

Sree: “Kaisa laga? Aap kya mast chuste ho, aata hai apko ladki ko pleasure karna.” (You suck so well, and you know how to pleasure a woman)

Mom: “Tu bhi mast chusti hai. Pati ne jab chhoda tab kaam nahi tha, toh ek lady ne mujhe kaam pe rakha ek saal tak apna sex slave banake. Din mein main usko 3-4 baar chodti, aur jyaada tar main uppar se nangi rehti. Tujhe bhi ache se aata hai.”

(When my husband left me, I was working as a sex slave for a year at a British woman’s house. I would fuck her 3-4 times in a day, and she kept me topless the whole day. You also know how to please a woman.)

Sree: “Meri boss lesbian thi, to promotion ke liye main uski Chinaal banke usko satisfy karti. But apki chut ko bhi Lund Chahiye, kitni geeli hogayi woh. Main bol rahi aapko, thoda modern dressing style karlo, bohat se ready honge apko date karne. Kya pata shayad aag mitane wala mil jaaye? Dekha na kal kaise itni umar main woh log sex karte hai videos bhi banate hai.”

(My boss was a lesbian, so I used to fuck with her and satisfy her. But I am telling you, your pussy needs a cock. It was dripping so much. Just change your wardrobe and turn into a modern person. You will have men waiting to date you. You saw an example yesterday of how people fuck and make videos.)

Mom: “Woh bahar ke countries mein chalta hai, yaha nahi chalta. Yaha ke logo ka toh uthega bhi nahi. Aur yaha log date nahi ek raati ki randi samajh ke rate puchenge.” (That happens in foreign countries, not here. People of his age won’t even have an erection. Wearing such clothes, people will think I am a whore.)

Sree: “Milenge, main milwati hu aapko. Chalo ek kaam karte hai, AJ se hum dono apni wardrobe thodi sexy karte hai, main is ghar ke lund ko khada karti hu, and aapke liye bahar se dhundi hu. Bolo manjoor hai? Agar apko sexy kapdo main dekh ke apke bete Ka khada hogaya, toh samjho auro Ka bhi hoga.”

(You will find. I will find them for you. Let’s do one thing. Let’s make our wardrobes sexy. I will try to lure this dick at home and search for one for you. If your son gets hard looking at his sexy mother, then others will too. Deal?)

They were both naked on the bed and making this deal. She thought about it and agreed. Saying Sree couldn’t find one for her, but at least her son will get married.

They got fresh, and that day Sree came out in her same night gown, till her bum without any undergarment. Mom was fine with it. I looked at her and she winked. I knew what she did.

But from that day, things started changing. In another month’s time, they were both lovers. Sree had changed Mom into a person who showed more and hid less. At home, they wore gowns that barely reached their asses.

Spaghetti V-neck showing ample cleavages, or cut from the hip, showing their entire legs, and even pussy and ass. She made Mom wear deep-neck transparent kurtas, which showed her bra. The gowns that she wore became spaghetti ones, skin-fitting.

She also got her tight, thin material leggings that showed the shape of her ass, along with the thongs she wore. They stopped wearing undergarments at home in a week from the first fuck. In front of Mom, I once asked Sree what have you worn. Mom scolded me and supported her.

Sree had told me to stop wearing underwear, so my hard-ons would be visible. The powder that we kept giving Mom made her horny by the day. A couple of times, I had seen her biting her lips to my hard-ons. She taught Mom to smoke and drink, saying that the men she is going to meet will love her for doing this.

I knew she was drinking and smoking with Sree in her room almost every day. But never showed it in front of me. Sree had started flirting with me, and so had I. We would touch each other purposely, but Sree showed as if she was luring me. They both had lesbian sex almost every other night and slept naked.

I would go to Sujata and fuck her every day and fill her up with my cum. Now, Mom was at the peak of her horniness. She would make out with Sree even during the day when I was not at home, and they even stopped locking the door. Citing this time, Sree proposed to me in front of Mom.

I looked at Mom, and she was smiling and nodded yes. I said yes, too, and she got up and we kissed passionately in front of Mom. We kept kissing for a few minutes, my hands were mauling her ass under her skirt dress, and she was rubbing my hardon over my shorts.

We poured drinks to celebrate, and she gave it to Mom, too. We all had three pegs each, and Sree and I were kissed again. From the corner of my eye, I saw Mom biting her lips. I even mauled her boobs. Now we were both hot, too. Then Sree broke the kiss, corrected her dress and went to get food for us.

I had a tent in my shorts, and Mom watched me in a tipsy condition. She did not say anything, just smiled. We all had dinner. Again, while doing the dishes, I was rubbing my dick on Sree’s ass.

We all decided to go to sleep in our regular places. Both ladies were hot, and they straight got naked and were fucking each other. Mom was so horny and hot that she cum in 10 minutes with a squirting orgasm. She was panting for breath. And told Sree,

Mom: “Mujhe pata hai, tujhe Lund Chahiye. Jaa Lele. Darwaza khula rakhna par.” (I know you need a fuck, take his dick. Just don’t lock the door.)

She winked at me. Sree came to my room, removed her Robe and started sucking my cock. She whispered to me, “Mom is watching. Fuck me good.” My dick sprang to life as if it were as hard as a pole. She was sucking my dick, deep throating it, and I was moaning.

Me: “Aaaah.. kya chusti hai Tu?” 69 position main aa, mujhe bhi chaatne de. (You suck so well. Come in 69 position, I want to suck you too.)

We were both in a 69 position, sucking and licking each other. Now, with all the supplements that Sujata gave me to keep me going while fucking her, I had led to an overdose of it. And I was hard and horny as hell. Usually, with the way Sree deep-throated me, I would have definitely cum in a few minutes.

But I was going on. She turned and came over me, and inserted my dick in her cunt. We were perpendicular to the door, my dick was in clear view, and it was disappearing in Sree’s cunt.

Sree: “Aaah. Kafi kadak hai tera. Maza aa gaya.” (You are so hard. Aaah.)

Me: “Aur kya geeli hai Tu.”(You are so wet.)

Sree: “Haan raja, tere Lund ko chua tabse chut ne paani choda hai. Aaja pyaas bhujade meri ab. Chod jor.se.” (Yes, my love, I am wet since I touched your dick. Fuck me hard now.)

She signalled me to check, and what I saw just made me go wild. Mom was at the ajar door, and watching us. She just had the robe, loosely held at her shoulder, naked totally, fingering her cunt and right hand pressing her boobs.

Here, Sree started twerking hard on my dick, and we both were in a hot lip lock. I slapped her ass in between. The room was filled with our moans, and we were all moaning loudly.

Then we both changed positions, and I made her go in doggie like a bitch. I went behind her, aligned my dick and inserted her from behind. She yelped with pain and then started saying dirty.

Sree: “Deewana kar diya tune, chod aise hi chod. Karte reh. Jor se aur jor se maar.” (You have made me crazy. Fuck, harder baby, harder)

I was pounding her, and that thap thap noise was filled. I saw in the mirror that Mom had gone naked, totally and was on the floor, fingering herself. She could see my dick move in and out of her pussy. In a few minutes, she released and collapsed on the bed.

We both caught our breaths, then she turned, sucked me for a brief minute, spread her legs and invited me to insert in missionary. I inserted it in one go, and she bit me. But this time I started pushing hard, and I was close to the edge. So I kept pounding her, and again there was a clear view of our genitals.

We were engrossed in a deep kiss, as I mauled her boobs and ploughed her pussy. “Ah,” that’s all, was the noise in the room. And in a few minutes, I was about to release, so I pulled it out and released on her boobs. We both slept naked. And Mom went and slept in her room.

What happened next will be told in the next part.