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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.

Hello Everyone, Harddick here with the next part of the story. In the previous part, we saw how Sree made my mother horny. She fucked her and started changing her into a modern female, with good enough cleavage show and the right clothes.

She even proposed to me in front of Mom. Then fucked me with her permission and order to keep the door open. She watched us fuck and masturbated naked. Now let’s see further.

We both slept naked after the fuck. I woke up early in the morning, reminiscing about the events of the night. I remember my busty naked mother, biting her lips, pressing her boobs and fingering her cunt. Watching my dick go in and out of Sree’s pussy made me excited.

My dick was getting hard, and my future wife was next to me, naked with her bubbly ass and juicy melons. I heard the bathroom door open and knew Mom was using it. A kinky thought came to my mind. I pretended to be asleep and wanted to use the washroom.

So, I went naked to the washroom. My dick was hard, and Mom opened the door and came out naked. She was surprised to see me. She felt I was still asleep, she purposely rubbed her naked ass against my dick, and let out a sigh. I stumbled, so she held me.

I pretended to be high and sleepy, and she held me. She held my dick and helped me pee. Even after the pee and the powder I had taken, my dick was still hard. She was amazed. She held my dick and started moving her hands back and forth on it. It was getting hard. I also held her melons and pressed them.

I bent forward to kiss. Now she thought I was doing it, thinking Sree, and she played on, but I was well aware. I moved closer, and she did too. And we kissed and we’re kissing like lovers. She was so horny and wanted a dick that she forgot everything and enjoyed the feeling of a dick.

I mauled and pressed her boobs. She stroked my dick while my right hand fingered her hard as our tongues were interlocked. We kept doing it for 10 minutes, and in those we were both so hot. First, she released her cum on my hands, and then, when I was spurting mine, she made me cum on her pussy.

We caught our breath in a couple of minutes. Then she cleaned me and made me sleep next to Sree. She kissed me again, thinking I felt I did it with Sree. I woke up at 10 in the morning. Sree was not there next to me. I wore my shorts and went to drink water.

I heard moans coming from the living room. I sneaked and watched my gf and mother were naked in a scissor position, kissing each other and rubbing each other’s pussies.

Mom: “Kaisa Raha kal fir?” (How was it yesterday)

Sree: “Bohat maza aaya, Iska stamina bhi acha hai, and pelta bhi mast hai.” (I loved it. His stamina is great and he fucks quite long too.)

Mom: “Haan dekha maine kaise chodta hai. Mera bhi bohat paani nikala uska lund tere chut main dekhke .Aahh aaah chaat Meri chut.” (Yes, I saw how well he fucks. I also squirted watching his dick breed you. Ah, lick me down there.)

They both got into the 69 position, and within 2 minutes, Mom had a squirt. Sree was shocked, but loved it.

Sree: “Bohat paani chod rahi aapki chut. Aapko bhi lund chahiye”(Your pussy is too wet, and leaking. It also needs a dick now)

Mom: “Haan mujhe bhi Lund Chahiye, par kaha se milega?” (Yes, I need one, but it isn’t easy.)

Sree: “Toh ghar ka hu use kar lo, itna mast hai, and mujhe bhi koi aitraz nahi hai. Aise bhi mujhe usko Meri maa se share karna padega.” (So fuck the one at home, and I don’t mind. Anyways, I will have to share it with my mother.)

Mom looked surprised and puzzled, so Sree explained.

Sree:” Meri purani shadi isliye tuti ke bandha mujhe satisfy nahi kar paya aur gay nikala. Meri sexual appetite match karna mushkil hai. Toh meri maa ne thaan liya hai ke pehle woh lund test karegi and fir mere Shaadi ke liye haan karegi. Toh jab Woh apni sasu maa chodne hi wala hai, toh kyu na maa bhi chod de. Kaunsi badi Baat hai. Aapki bhi chut shaant hogi.”

(After the failure to satisfy my sexual appetite in the previous marriage, my mother decided to test the dick for me and then only agreed to the marriage. Now, when he is going to fuck his mother-in-law, if he fucks his mother also, I am fine with it. You will also have a cock for yourself.)

Mom was thinking about it for a couple of minutes and then said. She lit up a smoke

Mom: “Chup, apne bete se kaun sex karta hai?” (Shut up, who fucks their own son?)

Sree got up naked and picked up her phone from the table. She played Kay Parker videos of having sex with her son, then she also showed her homemade Mom-son porn videos. Mom was getting hot.

“Yeh sab foreign countries main hota hoga, waha ke ladle chodtey honge, yaha Nahi hota aise.” (This all is ok abroad, those boys would do that, not here.)

Sree:”Are har Lund, Lund hi hota hai, usko nangi aurat dikh gayi, to khada hoga hi. Aur agar Aap Uske saamne nangi hoke usko seduce karoge toh Woh chodega hi. Woh bhi kam chuddakad nahi hai. Dekhna pure weekend kitni baar chodta hai mujhe.”

(Every dick is a dick, you show a naked lady, it will fuck. And if you seduce him, he will push his dick. He is a horny fucker, now see how many times he fucks me the whole weekend.)

Mom just challenged her to do it openly. And not behind closed doors. They also discussed, and Sree called her mother in front of Mom, and made her speak to. She told her to get her uncle too, and it was decided that they would come tonight.

According to Mom, they were going to travel out of the city. But little did she know that they were just 30 minutes away.

I went to my room and pretended to be asleep. I was hard with the conversation I heard, and Sree walked in naked and started sucking my dick. I woke up and pulled her up to smooch her. She inserted my dick in her wet cunt, and started twerking her ass.

I knew my Mom was watching.

Sree: “Aaah,  uthte hi Kitna kadak hogaya hai. Aj din bhar chut maar meri.” (You are so hard, just after waking up. Fuck me, breed me the whole day today.)

Me: “Haan baby, mann toh mera bhi hai, lekin maa hai gharpe. Chal hotel book karte hai.” (Yes, baby, even I want to, but Mom is at home. Let’s book a hotel.)

Sree: “Haan hone de, toh kya hua. Unke saamne chod. Shaadi ke baad kya har weekend hotel me le jake chodega? Maa ke samne fatti hai kya teri, bhenchod?” (Yes, let her be, so what? Fuck me in front of her. Will you book a motel every weekend to fuck me? Are you scared to do me in front of your mother?)

I faked the anger and asked her to keep the door wide open. Then I pulled her, lifted her dress from behind, bent her and entered her in one go. She let out a big yelp.

Sree: “Ab jaake rahat mili, karte reh.” (Aaah, that feels so good. Keep doing me.)

I also started moving in doggy style. I saw towards the door, and my eyes met my mother’s eyes. She was giving me a naughty look, biting her lips. Never in my life had I imagined my mother would watch me fuck a woman and be ok with it. She was so disgusted when she found I watched porn.

Now here is the same pious lady of all these years. Standing in her spaghetti, hip cut nightie, barely covering her ass and busty melons, watching me, biting her lips, and nodding in agreement. That turned me on more. And I made Sree naked.

I took her to the living room, and fucked her by the TV table, now my back towards my Mom. But I could see her in the reflection of the TV, and Sree could see her. I whispered to her to talk dirty.

Sree: “Aaaah, jor se aur jor se pel bhadve. Karte reh. Bas chodtey reh. Aise chodega toh pura din nangi ghumegi main.” (Aah fuck me, fuck me harder you bastard. If you keep fucking like this, I will be naked whole day)

Me: “Haan meri chinaal, Aj se main hi tujhe nanga rakhunga. Sabke samne nanga karke chodunga tujhe. Teri maa ke bistar main sulake chodunga Uske saamne, mujhe fattu bol rahi thi na Dekh ab.”

(Yes, you whore. I am going to keep you naked from now on. I will fuck you on the same bed as your Mom. Wait now)

I saw in the reflection that Mom had gone naked and was fingering herself. We fucked like crazy, and both released at the same time, and so did Mom. She quickly picked up her clothes and went to the bathroom.

But that day, I was just in my undies, and Sree was wearing a transparent robe. We fucked 4 more times. The last one was in the evening, when we were sitting on the couch, and Sree started sucking me. I was hard in no time, but it was too much for Mom to watch my dick so closely and not touch herself.

She looked at me with lust, and I understood. So, I bent forward, and we kissed and kissed hard. Sree knew we were kissing, but she purposely behaved as if she was busy sucking my dick.

She turned doggy, and I was standing below. She bent and put her head in the pillows, and I fucked her from behind. Mom got bold, and she removed her nighty, and made me suck her boobs. I was holding Sree’s ass as I pumped her and she kept moaning under the pillow.

My Mom’s boobs were in my mouth, and my left hand rubbed her clit. Even though she moaned, she then spread her legs and made me lick her. Sree felt it, but she ignored it. It went on for a few more minutes. Mom was so horny that she squirted on my face.

I pounded Sree for another 4 minutes and then released in her cunt. My mother caught her breath and smiled at me, and kissed me hard. Sree was lying on the couch and catching her breath.

The next step was also taken, and the mom-son barrier was broken. Sree cleaned herself and came out. When I went, Mom sneaked in. We both kissed each other as lovers. It was like cheating on my gf there, but she knew and allowed it.

Then I got dressed and left with the pretext of picking them up from the airport. But instead, I went to Sujata’s place, and she was already with her moist pussy to welcome my dick. We still had an hour before Daniel’s flight landed, the dick that was going to satisfy my mother tonight.

After pouring my milk in Sujata, she gave me a double dose of the powder. I had to fuck both mother and daughter tonight, while Daniel bred Mom. She wore a chiffon saree, with a bra underneath that barely covered her tits.

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

Ab aage:-

Bhivani darbar mein aati hai aur Avinash ko Raja ke rup mein dekhti hai. Bhivani ke saath jo ladkiya thi uski dashi woh Bhivani ko Raja Avinash ke paas le aati hai aur woh apne saath usko gadi mein bitha leta hai.

Waha dance wagera hota hai aur fir waha se sab chale jate hai, bachte hai Avinash ko mila kar sirf 7 log. 6 log woh bhoot the 7 gift Bhivani ne pasand ki thi aur Avinash to tha hi.

Avinash ne kaha ki aaj se ye log tumhara kheyal rakhenge aur haar ek jarurt puri karenge tumhari. Avinash ne kaha ki ab main ek Raja jarur hu par main kuch der tumhara gulam hu aur har ek kaam woh karunga jo ek gulam karta hai apni Rani ke liye.

Bhivani to Avinash ke control mein thi. Usko sab pata hote hue bhi kuch bhi samaj nahi aa raha tha ki kya ho raha hai aur woh kya bol aur kar rahi hai.

Bhivani: Ab main Rani hu yaha ki aur main ek kamuk Rani hu jo sambhog karna chahati hu. Main chahati hu ki mera singar kar ke fir meri pyaas bhujhaya jaye.

Avinash ke saath waha sab log Bhivani ko sajane lage ek ne haathon mein kala kangan pahnaya. Toek ne pair mein payal, ek ne usko kala joda diya shadi wala aur fir dekhte hi dekhte Bhivani bilkul aisi ho chuki thi jese ki koi nai dulhan.

Dudh jesi gori Bhivani kala kapda kamal ki lag rahi thi. Uske boobs chote se blouse mein se bahar aa rahe the sirf ek nipple hi tha jo dhaka hua tha. Avinash aaya aur uski maang bhar diya kale sindur se aur usko ek bed par leta diya.

Avinash uske pair ko chumne laga aur dusra bhoot bhi dusre pair ke talwe ko chaat raha tha. Tisra bhoot Bhivani ke boobs par haat lagaya aur dabane laga, chotha bhoot uske gardan ko chaat raha tha panchwa uske honthon ko chusne laga.

Chhatta wala Bhivani ke nabhi mein jeebh gol-gol ghumane laga’ Last wala apne haat Bhivani ke niche ghusa kar chuttad ko daba raha tha.

Ek ek kar ke Bhivani ke kapde utar gaye aur nangi Bhivani ko aaj 7 bhoot se chudna tha kaha to woh ek Avinash ko bhi nahi sambhal pati thi aur ab woh 7 ko ek saath sambhalne wali thi.

Ek ek kar ke sab log chut fir gaand ko chaatne lage aur apna lund hila kar Bhivani ko dikhane lage. Sab ne Avinash ko Raja maan liya tha kyu ki aaj Bhivani jesi insani maal woh hi le kar aaya tha.

Ek bhoot ne lund Bhivani ki chut mein daal diya aur ek ne muh mein, ek ne underarms mein lund ghisna suru kia to ek ne Bhivani ko utha kar gaand mein lund daal diya aur apne upar Bhivani ko sula liya.

Bari bari sab ne Bhivani ko khoob choda. Ek bhoot jo 60 saal ka tha woh jab Bhivani ko chodne laga to Bhivani dekhte hi reh gayi ki itna budha ka lund bhi khada hoga ya nahi aur jab lund par najar padi to dekhi Avinash se bhi bada aur mota lund tha uska.

Us budhe bhoot ne kaha kya yahi soch rahi ho na main ek budha hu par tum to jawan ho aur aurat ki jawani dekh kar hi lund jawan hota hai ab mere ye 12 inches ka lund tumhe apar maza dega aur mujhe tum apni ye jawan husn ka maza dogi.

Ab chuso mere lund ko. Bhivani lund ke paas aai aur dekhi ki sach much ye lund to itna bada hai aur kese koi insan ka lund itna bada ho sakta hai. Ab usko kon batay ki ye insan ka lund nahi hai ye ek bhoot hai.

Bhivani bade achi se lund ko dekhi aur fir usko chatne lagi. Budhe bhoot ne Bhivani ke baal ko pakad liya aur apna lund muh mein ghusa diya. Lund par muh ki garmi lund ko khoob maza dene lagi aur budha bhoot

Avinash ko dhanyawad dene laga ki aisi maal laya hai woh chodne ke liye. Aaj sab murda bhoot ne ek jinda insan ke saath apni suhagraat manai thi aur Bhivani ki samuhik chudai ho rahi thi.

Kaafi der tak lund chusne ke baad jab Bhivani thak gayi to budhe ne Bhivani ke dono pair ko faila kar lund andar chut mein daal diya. Bhivani ne lund apni chut mein le to liya par thori takleef jarur ho rahi thi.

Uski chut samuhik chudai se ab puri tarah khul gayi thi ki bhudhe bhoot ka bada lund bhi ab chut mein andar chala ja raha tha.

Budhe bhoot ne kamar pakad kar Bhivani ki chut chodni suru kar di aur Bhivani bhi bade lund ka maza leti hui ki kamuk awaaz nikalne lagi. Bhivani apni chudai ka pura maza le rahi thi.

Aur budhe ko bhi apni jawani se khush kar rahi thi aur jab uski najar Avinash se mili to woh bilkul chup si ho gayi jese ki uski chori pakdi gayi ho. Usne aisa behaviour dikhaya jese Avinash uska asli pati hai aur woh apni ashik se chudwa rahi hai.

Avinash bhi ye samaj gaya aur woh jhat se apna lund Bhivani ki gaand mein daal diya aur piche se uske boobs pakad kar chodte hue bola ki jaan aaj hum sab tumhare pati hai aur dekho aaj ye budha pati tumhe chod kar ek bacha bhi dene wala hai.

Wo budha bhoot 1 ghante ki chudai ke baad Bhivani ke andar jhada aur itne der mein Bhivani 5 baar jhad chuki thi.

Sab bhoot waha se chale gaye ab sirf Avinash hi reh gaya tha. Avinash ne kaha ki usko ab chalna chahiye aur ye baat jese hi boli Bhivani ek dam se nind se uthi aur dekhi ki woh bed room mein hai bilkul nangi.

Bhivani bed par thi uski chut se khoon aa raha tha, uske jism par yaha waha nakhun ke daag the, uska badan tut chuka tha aur ghadi mein dekhi to 4 baje the subhe ke.

Bhivani ne ek aur chiz dekhi ki uske paas dher sari jewellery thi jisko dekh kar woh apni dard bhul hi gayi.

Subhe ke 9 baje the aur Bhivani ki nanad Jyoti bhi aa chuki thi jisko dekh kar Sanjay khush hua ki ab Bhivani ki chut usko milegi, par us se jyada woh to Jyoti ko hi dekh kar khush tha jese ki Jyoti hi usko pasand aa gayi thi.

Jyoti bilkul dudh jesi gori lambe kale baal, laal honth aur jab woh muskurati to uske ek daant andar ki aur tha. Woh uski khubsurti ko aur badha raha tha. Jyoti ne ek frock pahana tha kala sefed aur pair mein ek shoes tha.

Jyoti ko dekh kar aisa lag raha tha ki woh ek school girl hai par woh kaafi badi thi aur uski shadi ki umar ho chali thi.

Aaj Sanjay kaam par nahi gaya aur pura din ab teeno auraton ke saath bitane ki sochi. Sanjay ne ja kar muth mari Bhivani ki panty mein aur Diksha se bolne laga ki aaj bahut maan hai ki din mein hi sex karu.

Diksha boli ki Jyoti ko aap ne bulaya hai aur uske liye ladka bhi dhundna aap ko hi hai. Sanjay ne fir apna maan marte hue us pipal ke ped ke niche chala gaya aur bola ki maine apna kaam kar diya hai ek chut ka jugar kar diya hai raat ko apni maan ki kar lena.

Avinash bola ki nahi aise hi nahi ab ek kaam aur karna padega aur woh hai tumhe apni ungli kaat kar ek bund khoon mujhe dena hoga. Sanjay ne majburan yehi kiya aur chala gaya kuch ek do din mein hi thora bimar hua Sanjay aur achanak se heart attack se uski mout ho gayi.

Avinash ab Sanjay ki sari shakti le kar apne insani rup mein aa gaya aur Sanjay ke ghar aa gaya. Bhivani Avinash ko dekh kar boli “aap” Avinash bola ki ha main aur main tum log se baat karne aaya hu.

Bhivani ne kaha ki ye Sanjay ko pata nahi kya ho gaya aur ab uski bahan Diksha ka kya hoga?

Avinash bade aaram se bola ki Sanjay ne to usko kaha tha ki uski ek sali hai aur uski nanad se shadi ka proposal diya tha usne aur ab woh to raha nahi to ab main kya karu samaj nahi aa raha.

Bhivani ke liye ab uski bahan Diksha jyada important thi Jyoti se isliye Bhivani ne jhat se ek proposal de diya Avinash ko ki woh Diksha se shadi kar le.

Avinash bhoot bola woh to Jyoti se shadi karna chahata aur Jyoti se shadi karega to Bhivani bhi uske paas hi rahegi aur unka jismani sambandh bante rahega.

Bhivani bhi Avinash se pyar karne lagi thi aur uske sammohan ki shakti ke control mein thi.

Avinash ne kaha ki ek kaam ho sakta hai aur woh hai ki Jyoti se shadi kar le aur Diksha ko apni dusri patni bana ke jindagi bhar ke liye uski dekh-bhal kare.

Bhivani kaafi soch kar boli ki dusri biwi kyu?

Bhivani: Avinash se boli ki usko Jyoti aur Diksha dono se shadi karni padegi.

Avinash bola ki thik hai par ek wada karo aaj se tum mujhe kabhi bhi sex ke liye mana nahi karogi aur har ek andheri raat ko meri dulhan banogi.

Avinash ne Bhivani se aage kaha ki woh to Diksha ko suru se hi chodna chahta tha par uski himmat nahi hui aur aaj dekho woh meri biwi ban kar mere se chudegi.

Par ab tak ye nahi pata tha ki Sanjay ko marne wala bhi ye hi hai aur jadugarh nahi balki ek bhoot hai. Iske paas jo jism hai ye bhi jyadaa din ka nahi hai.

Avinash ne Bhivani se fir kaha ki woh Diksha se bina koi niyam ke hi shadi karega kyu ki woh ek vidhwa hai aur Jyoti se bahut hi dhumdham se shadi karega kyu ki Jyoti ki bhi kuch khwahish hogi.

Bhivani to Avinash ke sammohan ki shakti se bina samje uski ki boli bol rahi thi aur fir boli ki ye to thik hai par Diksha aur Jyoti se puchna hoga ki woh log tayar hai ki nahi aap ke sath shadi karne ke liye.

Phir jese hi Bhivani jane lagi Avinash ne Bhivani ka haath pakad liya aur bola ki kuch der ruko mere paas aur uske laal honthon par apni ungli chalane laga.

Bhivani ki chut gili hone lagi aur woh Avinash ko jor ka hug kar li aur boli ki aap ne Diksha aur Jyoti se shadi karne ke liye ha kar ke sari tension khatam kar di hai.

Avinash ne kaha ki main ye sab sirf Bhivani tumhare liye hi kar raha hu kyu ki tum sirf meri ho aur ye bhi nahi chahata hai ki Bhivani ka pati bhi usko haath lagaye.

Bhivani aur Avinash fir se ek dusre ke saath chudam-chudai wala khel khelne lage aur is doran Avinash do baar Bhivani ki chut mein pani daal kar ye conform karne laga ki Bhivani uske bache ki maa bane.

Diksha aur Jyoti ne bhi shadi ki haa kar di aur Avinash ne us wakt hi Diksha ko sabke samne apni bahon mein le liye. Diksha ke liye ye bahut ajib tha kyu ki uske husband to kuch din pahle hi mara tha aur itni jaldi woh kisi aur ki bahon mein thi.

Bhivani ne thora bahut niyam karwaya aur Avinash sara niyam ulta karne laga aur puchne par bola ki kalyug mein aise hi karna chahiye.

Raat ko Bhivani ne ek room sajaya Avinash aur Diksha ke liye aur dono ko andar room mein kar ke Bhivani ne room bahar se lock kar diya. Aaj pahli baar aisa tha ki Avinash Diksha ko light ki roshni mein chodne jaa raha tha.

Pahle jitni baar bhi Avinash ne Diksha ko choda tha woh Sanjay hone ka natak karta aur andhera ka fayda utha kar Diksha ki chudai karta tha. Par aaj Diksha ke saath sab kuch kar ke woh apni kaam vasna ko shant kar dena chahata tha.

Avinash ek punjabi kurta pahan kar andar aaya tha aur Diksha ko jabardasti Bhivani ne achi se sajaya aur uska makeup kar ke apsara bana diya tha.

Diksha puri tarah se dulhan ban kar Avinash ke samne thi aur woh dudh ka glass le kar apne hathon se Avinash ki aur kar deti hai. Avinash bola ye dudh ki jarurat tumhe bhi hai pahle tum fir main. Diksha dudh jhutha karti fir Avinash peta aise karte hue dono ne dudh khatam kiya.

Par Avinash ko to daru pena tha aur woh socha ki Bhivani jesi hi chudakar Diksha ko bhi banana hai to daru se achi kuch bhi nahi ho sakti. Avinash ne daru kholi aur Diksha ne pene se mana kar diya.

Par Avinash ke kahne par pene lagi aur nasha bhi hone laga. Diksha ab bindas ho chuki thi aur woh room ki khidki jo bahar ki aur khulti thi woh khol kar jor se chila kar boli aaj meri suhagraat hai aur ye mera pati hai aur aaj main chudne wali hu apne nai pati se.

Avinash Diksha ke saath khidki mein khada ho gaya aur Diksha ke piche ja kar chipak gaya, Diksha apne chuttad par lund ko mehsoos kar rahi thi aur Avinash ne apna haath uske pet par ferna suru kar diya aur nabhi mein ungli gol gol ghumane laga.

Diksha ki saanse zor se chalne lagi uski chhaati upar niche ho rahi thi. Avinash Diksha ke gardan ko jeebh se chat-ne laga aur fir kaan ke ched par apni jeebh daal kar bola Diksha tumhe meri hi hona tha tumhari kismat mein mera naam likha hai aur ab se mera hak hai tum par.

Diksha ne apne haathon se Avinash ke face ko apne gaal se chipka liya aur boli to bana lo na apni, aaj se aap ki hu main, sirf aap ka hai mera sab kuch. Thandi thandi hawa bahar se aati hui ek alag hi sukun de rahi thi Diksha ko.

Diksha ko aur nasha chad chuka tha aur woh khud Avinash ka ek haath apne boobs par rakh di aur puchne lagi ki kese hai mere boobs? Avinash itni jaldi Diksha se aisi umid nahi kar raha tha, Diksha bilkul apne pahle pati Sanjay ko bhul chuki thi aur woh ab bindas ho kar maza le rahi thi.

Avinash ne boobs ko dabaya aur upar ki aur kar ke hila kar bola ki bahut ache hai aur shayad ache shape mein hone ke saath hi swadisht bhi hoga.

Diksha kuch bol pati us se pahle hi Avinash ne uska chehara apni aur kar ke uske laal lipstick wale honthon ko chus liya. Diksha bhi mast ho kar Avinash ko kiss kar rahi thi. Par ek ajib gandh usko pereshan kar rahi thi jese ki koi plastic jalta hai to usme se gandh aati hai.

Par Diksha sab ignore kar ke apni suhagraat mana rahi thi.

To be continued.

Hi everyone, back with yet another experience with Shalini, a 48-year-old hungry cougar in Kolkata. She took me to a deserted lane and sucked me until I came in her mouth.

For those who are reading me for the first time, do check the earlier story. I am Rudra, a 33-year-old man from Kolkata who came into contact with Shalini. I have since explored sex in various ways with her.

In this episode, I am about to share yet another encounter with this milky white, curvy Marwadi woman. Picking up from where the last story ended. Shalini dropped me off at my home and said, “Don’t think I’m done with you. The next time we meet, you have to return the favour. Wait for my text.”

I walked off a happy man as she sped off like a fairy. Or at least that’s what I thought about her after getting that intense blowjob. At night, all I could think of was how I missed my chance at opening her bra or even her pants. Will she text me back?

Should I drop a text? But then, she did say that she is not done with me, right? So, I should stay calm and not show too much interest, I told myself. But I was dying to text her at the same time. I wanted to scream and tell her, “Damn, I want to enter between your legs.”

But also not seem too desperate. So, after a lot of contemplation, I just dropped a text saying, “Hey! Just wanted to say you blew my mind today. I never had such an experience before.” The message turned blue instantly, but there was no response from the other end.

In fact, Shalini went offline without replying, sending me into a tizzy. Did she not like what happened today? Did I blow it off? My mind was all murky. I so wanted to drop another text, but instead, I waited. But there came no response, at least not that night.

The next morning, I was anxious. Thought of dropping another text, but somehow managed. It went by like this for a few days. Deep inside, I had started to feel a sense of regret. If only I had tugged her hook.

At least I could have managed to have a glimpse of those boobs waiting to pop out of that Victoria’s Secret. Well, can’t really do much if she doesn’t respond, right? It was the third day since our car encounter, and I hadn’t heard from her. But just then, exactly like the last time, she dropped a text on Telegram.

It seems telepathy actually is strong. “Remember what I had said?” I was then in the office and literally jumped out of my seat and responded, “You are not done with me yet and want me to return the favour. Trust me, I can’t wait to repay.”

“Oh really?” she asked.

“Yes, ma’am”, I replied. Yes ma’am? What the… Am I losing my ground to her? But it was already too late. She took a cue and typed out a message real quick. “Alright then. My husband is out for work, and the house is empty. I want you here in an hour,” she wrote.

In an hour? I am in the office and it’s just 12 noon. How can I be there in an hour? But what do I tell her, or even at the office? I can’t really miss the chance either. After all, I have been waiting for this for a while now. My hands trembled.

I started typing, beads of sweat formed on my forehead and almost as if under some spell, I replied, “Ok ma’am.” I’ve never behaved so obediently with any woman ever before. For instance, the dusky-skinned woman of Jadavpur who stayed naked all day and obeyed my commands.

But what is happening now? Thoughts filled my mind as I glanced towards the watch. Time is ticking already; the distance between Salt Lake and Alipore is quite a lot. I’d better get going if I want a taste of heaven, I told myself.

So, I got up from my chair, walked up to my boss and made a distressed face to tell him I am feeling unwell. The sweaty forehead helped me strengthen my case. My boss looked at my face, and god knows what happened to that devil incarnate.

He got all worked up and said I should immediately leave for home. He even offered me a drop, but I was quick enough to say I could manage to go home by myself. It’s been barely 10 minutes since my message to Shalini, and I was out of the office. I checked Telegram, and she had already sent her address.

I booked a cab and literally jumped into it. On my way, I kept thinking what could be waiting for me? Would I be able to see her tits today? Or maybe rub my face on her ass? Maybe a finger inside her pussy? God! I couldn’t wait to reach Alipore.

Midway, my phone notification broke my daze, and I saw Shalini’s text. I opened it to read it. “How far are you?” I looked out. I was almost near her home. “10 more minutes and I’ll be there.”

“Fine. Once here, Ramdin, our helper, will let you in. Tell the guard at the gate you are the new teacher for my daughter. Ramdin shall guide you upstairs to my room. Just walk in,” she wrote.

Fuck, she said, the house is empty, but then this Ramdin is there. No luck for sure, I told myself. In no time, the cab came to a screeching halt outside a palatial building in Alipore. I was right, Shalini did belong to an affluent family. Through the gate, I could even see the red Audi A4 she was driving last time.

After paying the fare, I walked up to the gate. I told the security guard that I was the new teacher for the child. He buzzed the intercom inside and then opened the gate for me. The garden was huge, filled with flowers I didn’t know the names of and trees I didn’t know existed.

The path leading to the house was pebbled, and adding a cherry on top was a marble fountain just near the entrance. I was so mesmerised by the beauty around that I almost forgot why I had come. Suddenly, I felt a gaze on me. It was coming from the second floor.

I glanced up and saw Shalini looking at me through a glass window. She was stark naked. Her boobs pressed against the glass panes. Damn, she looked hot. But before I could react, she quickly hid behind the curtains, and I didn’t waste time.

I walked up to the door and even before knocking, a man, in his sixties, greeted me with folded hands.

“Aiye sahab, memsahab upar intezaar kar rahi hai. Teesri maale pe dahine taraf (Please come in, Sir, madame is waiting for you upstairs. Turn to your right at the second floor),” he said. From the way he spoke, I could understand that it was Ramdin.

I nodded and started walking up the flight of stairs towards which he pointed. I had only seen such wide staircases in movies. This was no less than a palace. While climbing up the stairs, my eyes fell on the chandelier hanging from the ceiling. It must have been at least four floors high.

The staircase ended soon, and I found my steps following another flight of stairs ahead of it. I remembered seeing Shalini at the second-floor window. I paced up a bit and finally reached the second floor and turned right. There was just one door.

Just as I was about to hold the knob and push it, a familiar voice hit me. “Come in, Rudra. I have been waiting for you.” It was Shalini. I knew I was entering the right room, so without batting an eyelid, I pushed my way in and gasped.
Inside, the room was big, like literally huge.

The windows had netted curtains, carefully hiding behind cherry red drapes. The room was bright with its off-white walls and elegant, straight out of some classy English movie about the dukes and their beautiful duchesses. But it’s not just the rooms that hit me.

At the farthest end was a bed, sprawling to say the least, and right beside it was a green chair with a high back and a matching leg rest in front of it. On it was Shalini, naked, her legs spread wide, resting on the cushioned leg rest. What a sight.

Her milky white boobs, 36 D I guessed, coupled with dark perky nipples and a pair of equally dark areolas. Literally making her tits stand out. Her thick thighs spread wide, and her pussy, which looked already wet, was gasping for attention.

“What are you waiting for? Remember? It’s my turn to be satisfied today. Come close, Rudra,” she said in an alluring yet firm voice. I soon found my feet dragging me towards the beautiful being. She now looked nothing less than a sex goddess to me.

Soon, I was kneeling before her, my face looking pointedly at her shimmering pussy. It was shaved, not a trace of pubic hair anywhere, glistening with her juices. The pink walls inside peek through the labyrinth of labia. She pushed her ass closer to the edge of the chair.

She held my head lovingly and pulled it closer to her pussy. I was ready to take her to heaven, but before I started to eat her, I exhaled a warm breath, sending shivers down her spine. I could feel her grip firming on my head and pulling it closer.

This is a trick I had learnt long back — not to give the ultimate pleasure too soon. Instead, teasing a woman’s pussy has a better effect. So, I first kissed her inner thighs, a little lightly in the beginning, then vigorously. I could see her already squeezing her left boob.

I knew the time was right, but still ignored the clit and flicked my tongue along the labia. With every strong lick, she let out moans of pleasure, her breathing growing stronger each time. I could feel the tug on my head. Her hands were trying to position me towards the clit, but I wasn’t done teasing her.

Instead, I started using my tongue a little below the pussy opening. This time, Shalini literally squealed in pleasure, her hand squeezing her left boob hard enough to leave an imprint. I could feel her juices gushing out of the opening. The cushion already had a wet spot.

She must have had an orgasm already, else why would the liquid flow out of the opening so seamlessly? But one should never tease more than needed. Teasing also should come to an end. So, by now, it was time to deliver the pleasure she sought. I shifted closer to the clitoris, which was pointing outwards.

I knew this would be an easy job. But instead of licking it, I gave it a hard flick with the tip of my tongue. Shalini now literally put all her might, grabbed my hair and held my face to her clitoris. There was no escape anymore; I had to please the woman at any cost.

Another trick that one of the women I had slept with had taught me was to suck the clitoris rather than lick it. As if it were a small penis, I cupped my lips and started sucking her clitoris hard, mercilessly. As if I would suck it out of her pussy. Shalini was now beginning to push my head away.

But I held on hard; the strong sucking was driving her crazy, and by now she was shrieking in pleasure. My mouth was full of saliva and her juices, which I was allowing to dribble slowly down the pussy opening. She was losing control over her body, tapping on my head to stop.

But I was in no mood to obey. I kept sucking her clitoris, while her thighs started squeezing my head from the sides. There was no let-up whatsoever, although her juices had now covered my face. The nectar was sweet with a tangy aftertaste, and I kept lapping it up.

Soon, I felt her thighs trembling; at first a little gently and then as if two powerful vibrators were affixed to them. I knew a big blast was on its way. I increased the pace at which I was sucking her, her whole body now shaking uncontrollably.

Any moment now, so I shifted to the pussy opening and stuck my tongue inside. This made her jump out in ecstasy, but I managed to hold her down. But all that tongue work was too much to take. So she once again grabbed my hair and held it tightly to her pussy.

She started screaming out in pleasure and filled my mouth with her juices before collapsing on the chair like a tired tigress. At some point, I felt her grip loosening, so I lifted my face, my mouth filled with her juices. It was now my turn to give her what she had given me the last time.

I kept looking into her eyes and gulped down her juices and licked my fingers while she looked on admiringly. Still breathing heavily from the orgasm, Shalini somehow managed to ask me to kiss her. I obliged, and we locked our lips passionately for minutes.

When the kiss broke, I could see her eyes welling up. She got up from the chair and held me tightly in her embrace and whispered, “I’ve never felt this before. Thank you, Rudra, thank you for making me feel complete.” I kissed her neck and said, “Pleasure’s all mine.”

We had both lost sense of time, but when her eyes fell on the clock, she gasped. It was time for her daughter to come home. She had guilt in her eyes. She wanted to treat the man who gave her so much pleasure with something more, but she is also a mother.

Before she could speak out, I planted a kiss on her lips and said, “It’s not a goodbye, is it? I’ll come back some other time and complete what we are leaving unfinished.”

She once again hugged me tightly and promised to please me for hours at some place where there wouldn’t be any hindrance. We spent some time wrapping our arms around each other, and then I got ready to leave. She was kind enough to wipe her juices off my face.

Once clean, she planted a kiss on my cheeks and said, “We’ll meet again soon.” For that day, I left, but very soon, we had a blast. But more of that in the next episode.

Till then, if you like what you just read, do drop me a message at [email protected]. I love conversations as long as they are not for asking phone numbers of women I have slept with. So, thanks. The next part will be uploaded soon. Hope you guys keep reading.

Hi, mera naam Vinesh hai – umar 36 hai aur khiladi build hai.

Ab baat aati hai is kahani ki heroine, Pooja, ka. Main diwana hoon aur shadi shuda hone ke baad bhi uske naam ki mutth marta hoon. Ohhhhh…. Pooja, jiska figure 36-30-40 ki malkin hai, wo umar mein mere barabar ki hai aur kamsin bhi.

Main apne dost ke paas ek din ghar gaya to Pooja se mulakaat hui.

Wo dekhne mein bilkul seedhi saadhi thi. Par uski sundarta ka koi jawab nahin tha – ek dum gori jaise doodh. Uske chuchhe uski kurti se jhaak rahe the aur uski gaand… ufffff! Uske kapdon se bhi uska pichada saaf dikh raha tha jo ek dum katil tha. Main to fan ho gaya tha uska par dosti ke chakkar mein main shaant tha.

Ek din mujhe phone aaya ki uske pati ka birthday hai. Pehle maine pehchana nahin par usne bataya to maine uske hisab se party plan kar di. Cake, vodka ki bottle aur limca. Main bhi invited tha kyonki mujhe hi vodka le jaani thi.

Hum teeno ne poori bottle khatam kardi. Aur mast the ki khana bana hua hai lekin pata chala ki roti banana baki tha. Maine poocha to mera dost bade nashe mein bola ki uski biwi banayegi.

Maine bola ki, “Bhabhi, main banata hoon…” aur main kitchen mein chala gaya aur roti ki jagah poori banane laga.

Bhabhi jo nashe mein thi, wo ayin aur mere bagal mein khadi ho gayin aur mere ko dekhne lagin. Fir, thodi der baad, unhone naatak kiya ki wo bahut sharminda hain aur wo mere se chipak ke khadi ho gayi.

Maine kuch galat nahin samjha aur main poori bana hi raha tha ki achanak wo mere se chipka kar khadi ho gayi. Maine mehsoos kiya ki unhone andar kuch nahin pehna tha aur uski choochiyan main mehsoos kar raha tha.

Wo mere kareeb aayi aur boli, “Sorry bhaiya, main aapki HELP nahi kar paaungi…” aur mujhse chipak gayi. Uski choochiyan mere seene se chipakne lagin. Mujhe laga ki daaru ka asar hai to maine excuse le kar apne dost ko jaake dekha jo nashe mein so gaya tha.

Main wapas gaya to bhabhi ladkhadai par maine unhe pehle gaand se aur fir kamar se pakda aur mujhe pata laga ki unhone andar kuch nahin pehna tha. Bas, satin ka pajama tha.

Bhabhi ko aise mehsoos karke to mera 6 inch khada ho gaya, lekin dost ki biwi ke naate main hat hi raha tha ki usne mujhe pakda aur boli, “Chalo na.”

Main bola, “Chalo bhabhi… khana khate hain.”

Par wo boli, “Tumhein khane ki padi hai…” aur main sann ho gaya.

Usne mere lund ko mehsus kar liya tha. Isliye wo muskurai aur boli, “Mujhe tum bahut pasand ho…” aur mera lund lower ke upar se sehlane lagi.

Main hadbadi mein apne dost ko dekhne gaya jo nashe mein so raha tha. Usko dekhne ke baad, main wapas gaya aur bhabhi ko kamar se jakad ke bola, “Aajao…”

Apne aap mera ek haath uski choochi aur ek gaand to masalne mein lag gaya. Wo siskariyan aur aahein bharti hui boli, “Aahhhhhhh… bahut time ho gayaaaaa…”

Maine poocha, “Kise…”

Uss par wo boli, “Inn sab ko kisine aaj chua hai bade dino baad…”

Main kurti ke upar se hi chuche masalne laga aur wo siskariyan le rahi thi ki achaanak andar se awaz aayi aur wo jhatpat hat kar khane ka saman le gayi.

Uss din kuch nahin hua lekin ab humari daily baat hone lagi – mainly, chudai ke baare mein. Hum dono video call karne lage jisme wo naha kar aati aur mujhe apna geela jism dikhati jisse main aur zyada uttejit ho jata tha. Maine bhi bahut baar use apna lund hilate hue chats par dikhata. Hum dono ki aag charam par thi.

Ek din usne bataya ki uska pati office je kaam se bahar ja raha hai. Maine use phone karke poocha ki, “Condom or without?”

Wo sharma ke boli ki, “Main pregnent na ho jaaoon” jisse mujhe green signal mil gaya.

Do din baad uske pati ke jaate hi maine ghar ki ghanti bajayi. Usne spaghetti strap wala ek shirt aur bas chota sa shorts peheni thi.

Main andar ghusa, darwaza bandh kar ke use jakad liya. Wo sharmai par hum dono kiss karne lage. Maine uske shorts ke andar haath daala to dekha wo bina panty ke thi. Na bra na panty… maza hi alag tha!

Main use gaal se gale tak kiss aur chaat hi raha tha. Utne mein, wo boli, “Naha lun..”

Main uske kapde utarna shuru kiya to boli, “Chalo saath mein nahate hain…”

Hum dono saath mein washroom mein ghus gaye aur shower ke neeche chumma chaati karne lage. Pata hi nahi chala ki kab humare kapde utar gaye aur hum skin to skin chipakne lage. Hum itne chipke hue the ki paani bhi beech mein se nahin jaa raha tha.

Fir, maine uski chut ko masalna shuru kiya aur wo siskariyan bharne lagi. Saath mein usne apna ek chucha mere muh mein bhar diya. Mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha aur wo dheere se mere lund ko masalne lagi. Main to saatvein aasmaan mein tha. Siskariyan leti hui meri janeman uska chucha muh mein chut ko main ragad raha hoon our wo mere lund ko.

Kuch der baad, usne mere lund ko kheechte hue bola, “Chalo” aur hum uss bedroom mein pahunch gaye. Wo mere upar baithi aur uske chuche mere muh mein aur apni chut se mere lund sehla rahi thi. Fir, dheere se mera lund uski chut mein ghusa… ahhhhhhhhhh… Garam jaise bhatti.

Maine poocha, “Condom?”

Wo boli, “Baad mein jaaye…”

Usne uchalna shuru kardiya. Kya hi maza aa raha tha! Chuchhee muh mein, lund chut mein aur haath chutad par.

Wo siskari leti rahi aur main uske saath dhakke deta raha.

“Aaahhaahhh… aaahhhaaahhhh…” se main aur excited ho raha tha.

Wo aur tez uchal rahi thi ki achanak wo mere upar dhili pad gayi. Mujhe pata lag gaya tha ki uska ek baar ho gaya. Maza hi kuch aur tha – 36-30-40 ki aurat jab aapke upar ho, aur kya chahiye?

Wo neeche jhuki aur mera lund muh mein le kar chusne lagi. Main to hawa mein hi tha. Maine use uthaya aur fir se uske mumme choosne laga. Usko letakar uske mumme chooste chooste lund fir dheere se uski chut mein gusaya aur andar bahar shuru ho gaya.

Wo siskariyan leti rahi, “Uuhhh… aahhhhh… hmmmmm… aahhhhhh… uuuhhhh… aur andar dalo, pleaseeeee… aaahhhhhhhh… mere mummeeeee ko muuhh mein lo naaaaaa…..”

Aur aise hi ek baar aur jhad gayi. Fir use utha ke maine peeche use gale lagaya jisse woo “shhhhhh…. ahhhhhh…” ki aawaz nikalne lagi.

Uske mumme dabate hue maine usko ghodi banaya aur uski gaand par kiss karte hue uski chut chaatne laga.

Wo pagal ho chuki thi aur “ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… aahhhh…” ki awazein nikal rahi thi.

Maine fir se lund uski chut par set kiya aur chudayi chalu ki. 5 minute aise chodte chodte mera hone wala tha. Maine poocha, “Kahan?”

To wo boli, “Andar hi chod do….”

Hum dono ek saath hi jhade. Mere lund par garam paani tha aur uski chut se mera maal nikal raha tha.

Fir hum dono bahon mein bahein daal kar aise hi pade rahe. Kabhi kiss karte to main kabhi uske nipples chusta. Maine do din chutti le li aur bas hum dono ne chudai ki.

Humne apni video bhi banayi. Aur usko dekhte dekhte fir ek aur baar chudai ka session banaya. Ek aur session ka wait kar rahe hai.

Ohhhhhh… Poojjaaaaa… uske figure ko yaad karke hi lund khada ho jaata hai.

Waiting for the next chance.

Ab aage:-

Avinash: Ase hi roj marunga chut. Itni tight chut maza aagaya mujhe. Sach kahu to Bhivani tum kisi Rani se kam nahi ho. Itna sundar jism itni tight chut makhmali gora badan jaise ki koi Rani ya Rajkumari ho.

Bhivani: Acha, to bana lo na apni Rani main bhi to dekhu kitni sewa karte ho meri mujhe Rani bana kar.

Avinash Bhivani ko chode jaa raha tha aur itne mein ek aur baar Bhivani jhad gayi aur apni chut ki g-spot ko masalne lagi.

Avinash ne Bhivani ko ulta leta diya aur uske pair ke bich aa kar fir se chut marne laga par ab to Bhivani bhi 8 inches ka lund ka maza lene lagi aur uske muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi jaise ki koi blue film bana rahi ho.

Avinash bhi ab jhadne ke karib tha. Usne Bhivani ko niche bithaya aur lund uske chehre ke aage kar ke muth mara aur sari lund ki malai ko Bhivani ke muh par chor diya. Bhivani malai ko chatne lagi aur apne face par masalne lagi aur kuch ko apne boobs par bhi masla.

Avinash ne puri raat aur 3 baar Bhivani ko choda aur puri raat dono aise chipak kar sote rahe mano ki Bhivani apne pati ke saath hi hai. Subhe uthi to Bhivani ke paas koi nahi tha aur usko ab hosh aaya ki woh chud gayi hai woh bhi apne hi choti bahan ke pati se.

Bhivani ko jara sa bhi ye pata nahi tha ki woh ek bhoot se chudi thi woh bhi aankhon se sammohan ho kar. Bhivani apne ko dekhti hai ki uske saath bahut jor dar chudai hui hai, aur chut ki cheed to aise khul chuki hai jaise ki 2 lund ek saath andar chala jaye.

Wo jab uthne lagi to uska badan bhi Diksha ke jaise hi tut raha tha aur fir sochi ki Sanjay ne hi usko choda hai aur Diksha ki kismat ke bare mein soch kar boli ki kya mast kismat hai uski choti bahan ki jo itna chodu aur bade lund wala pati mila hai.

Kaas usko bhi aisa pati milta to usko dusre se social network par sex chat nahi karni padti aur na hi aaj jo huwa ki kisi aur se woh chud gayi ye hota.

Sanjay ki awaaz aati hai bahar room se aur Bhivani bahar chali jati hai aur dono ki jaise hi aankh milti hai dono najar jhuka lete hai.

Sanjay to us baat se najar jhuka leta hai ki usne raat ko Bhivani ko pakad to liya par chod nahi paya, aur Bhivani is baat se ki woh apni choti bahan ke pati se kese ye sab kar bethi.

Sanjay to chala gaya apne kaam par aur dono bahan hasi mazak karne lagi aur sex ki baat hone lagi to Diksha ne bhi yehi kaha ki Sanjay puri puri raat chodne lagta hai, hota hi nahi hai inka jitna bhi chudai karte hai aur jyada chahiye hota hai.

Ye baat to pichli raat ko Bhivani ko bhi pata chal chuki thi ki kese ab uski chut ki ched badi ho kar fail chuki hai.

Bhivani ne Diksha aur khud ke liye khana banaya aur dono aaram karne lagi.

Aaj us pipal ke ped par Avinash se fir Sanjay ne bola ki woh to kuch kar hi nahi paya Bhivani ke saath. To Avinash ne kaha ki Bhivani ek pabitra aurat hai aur isliye aisa huwa, saath hi uski biwi Diksha ke puja path ke karan bhi.

Avinash ne kaha ki Bhivani ko chodne ka ek hi raasta hai aur woh hai ki woh khud bole tumhe sex ke liye.

Sanjay ne kaha ki woh aisa nahi bolegi.

Avinash ne kaha ki bol degi par usko bhi ek ladki chahiye jiske sath woh sex kar sake. Aaj tak usne kabhi sex nahi kia hai kyu ki woh jawani mein hi mar gaya tha. Aur ab ek ladki ka intejam karo mere liye nahi to jo bhi ab tak tumhare paas hai ye bhi chala jayga.

Sanjay ko ab kuch samaj nahi aaya aur woh chup ho kar ghar chala gaya aur raat ko fir Bhivani ke saath baat karne laga, uske jism ko niharne laga. Bhivani bhi dekh rahi thi ki Sanjay apni gandi najar se usko dekh raha hai mano ki najar se chod dega.

Bhivani ki chut gili hone lagi ye sab soch kar hi aur woh bathroom ja kar chut mein ungli daal kar hilane lagi. Par aaj to ungli se kuch bhi nahi ho pa raha tha kyu ki chut itni khul chuki thi ki ab chut ki khujli lund hi mita sakta tha.

Bhivani fir wapas room par aai aur sochne lagi ki Sanjay aayaga jarur aur fir se uske saath woh chudai karega. Bhivani intzaar mein thi apni chudai ki.

Sanjay ke maan mein bhi ye hi tha ki Bhivani jesi maal dusre kamre mein hai aur woh lund hila raha hai uske naam ki par chod nahi pa raha.

Fir Avinash ne jo kaha uske bare mein sochne laga ki ladki kese aur kaha se layga woh. Sanjay Diksha ko pakad kar bola ki aaj bahut maan hai chudai karni hai.

Diksha ne bhi ha mein sarr hila diya aur boli ki bahut dino se tadap rahe ho na, aap ko main chut nahi de pai kyu ki main bimar hu. Par ab main thori thik ho rahi hu aap ko aaj mana nahi karungi.

Diksha aur Sanjay dono lipkiss karne lage aur jaldi hi dono nange ho kar ek dusre ke saath chudai karne lage. Diksha bhi bahut dino mein chud rahi thi to usko bhi maza aa raha tha par aaj woh wali baat nahi dekhi usko jab puri puri raat chudai ho rahi thi uski.

Akhir woh chudai to Avinash ka bhoot karta tha to usko woh wali baat kaha se dikhe. Sanjay Diksha ko pyar se chod kar so gaya.

Avinash aaj fir se Bhivani ke room mein chala gaya aur Bhivani ko to ye pata hi tha ki ye hone wala hai ki Sanjay aayga par usko ye nahi pata tha ki ye Sanjay nahi ek bhoot hai aur pichli raat usne jiske saath sambandh banaya tha woh hi ye bhoot hai.

Bhivani bilkul chup ho kar sone ka natak karne lagi aur idhar andhere mein Avinash ka bhoot fir se Bhivani ke bagal par let gaya aur uski nighty chuttad ke upar utha di. Avinash ne apna muh ghusa kar Bhivani ki gaand ki ched mein jeebh daal kar chatne laga.

Achanak se Bhivani ne kaha ki aa gaye aap, raha nahi gaya na mere bina, kal raat ko itna kar ke bhi maan nahi bhara na aap ka, sach batao aap ko sharam nahi aai ki aap apni biwi ki badi bahan se aise sex karte ho. Aur woh bhi aap se main 5 saal badi hu fir bhi na.

Avinash bhoot kuch nahi bola aur gaand ka maza lene laga, Bhivani bhi apni gaand ko Abhinash ke muh mein ragarne lagi. 10 minutes tak gaand chat kar ungli daal di gaand mein.

Avinash gaand mein ungli karta aur fir us ungli mein lagi latrine ko chat leta aise hi 7 se 8 baar kia aur fir usne isbaar gaand mein ungli dali aur bahar kar ke Bhivani ke muh mein de diya.

Bhivani ko ek dam se vomiting jesa ho gaya jaise hi woh latrine ki gandh us ungli mein mehsoos ki jis ungli ko usne apne muh mein liya tha.

Aaj khud ki latrine ki gandh aur gaand mein ghusi hui ungli ko khud hi chus gayi thi woh.

Avinash fir Bhivani ko doggy position mein kia aur uski badi gaand ko fir se lalach bhari najron se dekhne laga. Avinash ne apna lund ko gaand ki ched par rakha. Bhivani uchal kar dusri taraf beth gayi aur boli ki pagal ho kya.

Bhivani: main gaand mein bilkul nahi lungi ye musal lund ko, chut ka to bhurta bana dala tha kal is musal lund ne aur aaj main kya pagal hu jo isko gaand mein lungi. Aur aise bhi ye bilkul nahi jaygaa andar meri choti si gaand mein.

Avinash ke bhoot ko to kisi bhi haal mein Bhivani ki gaand marni thi aur ab usne Bhivani ko aur thora garam karne ki sochi.

Avinash ne Bhivani ko sofe mein bitha diya aur puri nangi kar ke uske godi mein let gaya, Bhivani ke boobs uske muh ke samne the Avinash unhe khub zor-zor se kat kar chusne laga. Bhivani ke boobs ko apne hathon se pakad kar usko teji se dabane laga.

Bhivani: “Ahh, please aram se karo. Apka haath bahut kathor hai.”

Avinash ne Bhivani ke boobs chus chus kar laal kar diya. Itni love bites ho gaye uske sharir par ki chupane ke liye use burqa pehenna padega. Bhivani ki chut pani pe pani chod rahi thi.

Bhivani andhere mein Avinash ke baalon ko ek haath se sahla rahi thi aur dusre se lund ko.

Bhivani lund ko pakad kar muth maarne lagi aur sochne lagi ki itna mast mota lund hai inka aur ye sochte huwe fir se chut pani chorne lagi. Avinash ek boobs ko chusta to dusre ko masal kar rakh deta aur nipple ko ungliyon ke bich le kar daba deta.

Bhivani ke muh se siskiyaan nikal rahi thi Avinash uske ek boobs ko khaa raha tha. Uski nipple munh mein jaa rahi thi. Avinash baar baar uper niche charon taraf se boobs ko chus aur chat raha tha. Fir dusre boobs ke saath bhi aisa hi karta.

Uske mote mote gore boobs chusne mein koi kasar baki nahi thi woh pura maza le raha tha. Bhivani bhi aise chusa rahi thi ki koi bache ko dudh pila rahi ho. Wo bhi sexy aawaz nikal kar Avinash ka mood aur bana rahi thi uuunnnhhh aaa aahh uunnhh mere raja aahhh..

Avinash fir niche khada ho gaya aur uske dono boobs ki darar mein lund rakh diya. Bhivani ne dono haathon se dono boobs ko pakad kar paas paas kar liye. Avinash fir uske gore aur naram boobs ke beech lund rakh kar shot marne laga.

Bhivani ke boobs ko shot marte huye maza aa raha tha. Lund boobs ke bich upar niche ho kar ghis raha tha aur Bhivani ke honthon tak pohoch rahe the.

Avinash ne apne dono haath Bhivani ke kandhe par rakh diye aur Bhivani ke boobs ke beech maze le raha tha. Boobs ko skin itni jyadaa soft thi ki boobs chodne mein bahut hi jyada maza aane laga.

Bhivani: aaahh mast hai, kya lag raha hai, maza aagaya, lund boobs ke beech mast lag raha hai..Aaahhh garam lund..Aaahhh…Aaahhh ye..Dekho kaise mast ho gya hai lund…Aaaahhh… Aaahh raja…Aaahhh aaram se maze lo…

Bhivani boobs ko lund par aur zor se daba di aur boobs ko lund par aage piche karne lagi aur bolne lagi mujhe bhi mast lag raha hai aahhh ufff aah kya maza aa raha hai.

Aaj Avinash bhoot kuch bol nahi raha tha sirf sex ka maza le raha tha kyu ki aaj Sanjay ki body uske paas nahi thi aaj uska bhoot hi tha jo Bhivani ko ye maza de raha tha.

Bhivani: aaahhh ab to aap mujhe apni dusri wife samjho, aahhh aap ko pakar meri pyaas bujh gayi hai aahhh ab to aap hi chodoge meri chut.

Aaahh dekho lund boobs ke beech aa kar kitna bada ho gya hai aahh chut mein bhi aise hi hota hoga oh yes ohhh aahhh. Tabhi to itna maza aata hai dekho kitna tight hai ye aahhhh.

Bhivani: Mujhe maza aa raha hai….Uuuuueeee maa aaahhh yaarr lund boobs ke beech mein hai aur chut bhi gili ho gayi meri aahhh.. Ab to main aap ki parmanent biwi ban gayi hu…Aaahhhh….Aaahhh…

Bhivani ko ab laga ki Avinash ka lund jhadne wala hai to woh boli ki ab kya boobs par hi nikal doge kya. Mujhe chut mein bhi chahiye. Agar boobs par hi nikal diya to chut pyasi reh jayegi.

Avinash ka bhoot samaj gaya ki ab Bhivani garam ho chuki hai aur control se bahar ho gayi hai, uski chut lund maang rahi hai aur usme khujli ho rahi hai. Avinash ne fir se Bhivani ko sofe se niche utara aur usko sofe mein jhuka kar chuttad par do thappad laga diya.

Avinash ne socha ki ab wakt aa gaya hai ki Bhivani ki gaand mari jaye aur woh chut par ungli lagaya aur Bhivani ne socha ki chut chodne ja raha hai isliye usne gaand dhili chor rakhi thi aur Avinash bhoot ka lund gaand ki ched ke aage tha.

Avinash ne Bhivani ki patli kamar ko pakad liya aur ek jor ka jhatka laga diya gaand mein aur jhatke ke saath hi gaand ke ched par lund jaa ghusa.

Bhivani kamar ko upar niche karne lagi aur jhatke se uske pair kaamp ne lage, woh niche girne lagi ki Avinash ke bhoot ne usko pakad liya aur fir ek aur jhatka de diya gaand mein.

Lund aadhe se jyada gaand mein ja chuka tha Bhivani ki muh se awaaz tak aani band ho gayi thi uski saansen zor se chalne lagi aur pasine se woh gili ho chuki thi.

Avinash ne socha ki ab agar ruk gaya to Bhivani gaand marne nahi degi isliye usne ab dhire dhire gaand marna suru kar diya aur lund badi muskil se gaand mein aage piche ho raha tha.

Bhivani ne fir apna haath piche kia aur Avinash ko dhakka lagane lagi par usne aur raftaar badha di aur gaand mein pura 8 inches ka lund utar diya.

Kamre mein thap-thap ki awaaz aane lagti jaise hi Bhivani ke chuttad Avinash ke jaangh se takrate.

Avinash ne dekha ki Bhivani ki mast gaand uski taraf uthi hui thi aur ab aur asani se lund gaand mein jane laga. Avinash us se chipak gaya aur usko bahon mein bhar liya, ek haath se uske boobs maslne laga.

Avinash ab Bhivani ko khada kar ke khud se chipka liya aur dono haathon mein uske boobs ko le kar dabane laga aur gaand mein shot maarte ja raha tha.

Bhivani gahari dard mein thi aur behos ki jaise ho rahi thi woh.

Avinash gaand chodte huwe boobs ko haathon mein leker apna maza duguna kar chuka tha. Is baar Avinash ne Bhivani ko zamin mein ghodi sa jhuka diya taki uski gaand marne mein jyadaa maza aaye.

Uski mast chuttad se body touch hone lagi. Gaand marne mein aur jayada maza aane laga kyun ki uske mast chuttad bhi maza dene lage.

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

To be continued.

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I never believed in friends with benefits, but do I still believe in it? I am not sure. But that is what happened to me, Divya, which I had never imagined or dreamed of. Every couple is different in their own way and has different kinds of marriage styles in their comfort zones.

Mine was an arranged marriage, which happened in the old conservative way. I was always screaming no to this marriage, but I was never given a choice; it was all decided for me. I was a girl who always wanted to live her life on her own terms and be free as a bird who could make her own decisions.

But I was emotionally tied up. I had to go with the flow in a boring, no-commitment marriage with a sleep divorce. We are a group of friends, 4 couples getting together now and then, playing poker and going on seasonal trips. After many of our trips, we all became close.

Earlier, no one bothered to check on me about anything. But now messages started to come on my phone to check on me, now and then. This friend, Aditya, was checking on me when I was in COVID quarantine alone. It felt so good to see someone caring for me.

Instantly, Aditya and I became good friends. We used to talk for hours about our other friends and how crazy they are. We both started to like each other’s company with sarcastic jokes and pulling each other’s legs. We never realised it used to be hours we spoke, how the time flies, we never know.

I used to be at peace and calm whenever I talked to him. It made me more attracted to him. It was an innocent friendship at the beginning. Slowly, we started to share our personal marital problems and frustrations. I had to tell him that I had not had sex for many years.

Aditya was asking women’s perspectives on some of his questions to deal with his own confusion. One week, I visited my relative’s home in another state, and he had his wife go away too; he was all alone at home. One night, we started chatting casually, and somehow our conversations became a little personal.

Aditya was talking about masturbation, and it had been many days since he did it, as there was no time at all. I happen to tell him that it’s been years since I had an orgasm, I never did masturbation as it didn’t work for me, I enjoy skin-to-skin sex than masturbation.

We happened to discuss how we both like having sex, or how we dream of having to. I happened to tell him a long list and called it a whole package, like every girl likes to. He too told a series of events he wants to do one by one to finish sex.

I told Aditya that I love to have my whole package with a guy I get a crush on. Just a fantasy for me to do it at least once in my life, like a bucket list. The entire night, we spoke about our experiences. I told him it was not good for me, and it also lasted just one to two years of my messed-up marriage.

It’s been long both Aditya and I had a good time in our respective marriages, which is what I understood out of our discussions. With all the personal talks, I felt so wet down there. It’s been years since I got that feeling, and a pull started. I felt like I needed a good finish sex with a good orgasm.

When I returned home, Aditya and I decided to have lunch at a restaurant on a weekday, and we spoke about our conversations and cleared things up. While leaving, I didn’t know why I felt like hugging him, so I asked Aditya if I could hug him. He hugged me from the side, as a friendly hug.

But I gave him a full hug from the front. He felt uncomfortable. After going home, I asked him, Why was it uncomfortable for him, he told me he wore night pants, and he had a hard-on when I hugged him, and he felt like I might feel him on my thighs.

I had a shiver in my body, it’s been years since I made a guy get a hard on me, it felt good. From then on, we started to meet very frequently, and I happened to hug Aditya every time we met. It was so comforting when I hugged him.

Whenever I used to hug Aditya after office hours, I liked how his shirt smelled. Whenever I feel low, I used to give a tight hug. He was my comfort blanket all the time. I used to talk to him about everything: my career, my marriage, my health, everything. He became so close to me.

Aditya has become part of my day-to-day life now, and I have nothing to hide from him. One day, we went to the New York offices together. My office is just a train ride away from where he works. He said he would take me to a place in the evening after office hours.

In the evening, Aditya took me to an old classic Soda pop shop, which I remember telling him and my group of friends about a month ago, that it is good. I am interested in going. It felt so personal that he remembered and took me there.

After the soda shop, he proposed an idea to go to a Love store. He wanted to gift me a sex toy. When I asked him why, he said, as it’s been ages, I got a proper orgasm, maybe a sex toy can help me to give me a finish. After I gave it some thought, I told him it would be inappropriate if he bought me a toy.

I could buy it myself if he accompanied me there. So we did go to a store, and we both are embarrassed and shy enough to look at each other. Meanwhile, I took all the courage. I asked the shopkeeper to suggest a good vibrator for me. She looked at both of us and thought we were a couple.

She asked us if we were using condoms. It felt a little uncomfortable between us, but I told her we are just friends. I got one toy for myself. We started meeting for breakfast now and then.

One day, when I hugged him while leaving, he was intensely holding me with a moan. His hands were moving around my back. Aditya touched me with a feel on my neck, and later he apologised for his behaviour. I said it’s fine, and I apologised to him.

If I am misleading our friendship with physical touch, such as hugs. I have invited him over to my house for breakfast once, when I am alone at home. After our breakfast, I hugged him as usual, but I felt his beard and face slowly touching my neck. I felt a shiver down my spine at that moment.

The next day, one night he met me in a dark parking lot, I was hugging me and telling him about my day, suddenly he looked at me and he came closer to me and kissed me. That was our first kiss, which I was not prepared for. It was a good kiss from him, but I couldn’t do much except be in shock.

Aditya has apologised a lot to me for his first kiss. I felt it was amazing on my lips. I felt embarrassed that I didn’t reciprocate the kiss in a good way. I wanted to give him a proper kiss in a closed space. A closed space hug and some alone time is what Aditya and I planned to do, just him and me.

A vent out of what is there in my mind, a friend who is giving me a shoulder to release my heaviness from my heart. It was hidden all these days, with no friend or family to share with. A day in New York is what we planned together.

Roaming on the New York streets, getting on to subways, trying new restaurants, and booking a closed-space hotel room. The day came in October, the weather was so crisp, not so cold for layers, not too hot for T-shirts. It was so perfect.

We started early in the morning. Parking my car in the train station and getting into Aditya’s car, we planned to drive to the Hudson River and park there. Then take a train to the destination. I was a bit nervous all along the journey. This was my first time going out with a friend for the entire day.

I was excited and nervous at the same time. I was not sure what he was feeling all along with this plan. Aditya saw me nervous in the car, he touched my hands slowly and held them. We were moving our fingers smoothly and touching each other’s hands. It was a good feeling.

To me, frankly, it was a huge decision and a risk to go out with a guy on a date. All alone in New York, a girl who could say no to anything. I wanted to feel free for one day and live this day as I wish. It was Aditya’s plan for the day, so I just went along with his plan.

He said, ” Let’s have breakfast on the rooftop of a nice building, he took me in, we got into an elevator and rode to almost the top floor. He told me to close my eyes for a minute, so I did after the elevator ride. He took me into a hallway, closing my eyes.

I could hear the key card and the door opening. He told me to look now, what I saw was an amazing room, with beautiful full-size windows all over the room, from floor to ceiling and with an amazing view of Times Square. He surprised me with a beautiful view room for the day.

The room was so cosy, cold and warm, and looked so romantic. No one gave me such a beautiful surprise until then. I was so happy, and the first thing that came out of my mouth was, Do we have the entire day in this room? It’s so nice. He was standing next to the window and looking at the view.

I wanted to hug him from behind so badly. That room looked so magical, I couldn’t help but hug him and wanted to say thanks beautifully. I asked Aditya to sit on the bed and close his eyes. I went closer to him, held his face with my hands, and gave him a smooth kiss on his lips.

He opened his eyes with surprise and stood up to kiss me back properly. It was a beautiful kiss and the first proper kiss we had. I felt butterflies all over my body when his lips touched mine. I was running my hands through his hair. I love his hair. I felt vibrations all over my body.

His touch on my hips pulled me closer. He turned me to the bedside and tried to put me on the bed, both of us not sure what it was. But we both resisted at once, came back to our normal senses, and then we both talked for some time, looking at the view. We enjoyed the view for some time.

We decided to sit and watch TV and talk for some more time until lunch. We changed into comfortable pyjamas. There was only a single chair in the room, and I decided to sit on the bed, and he took the sofa. We were having a nice time talking and laughing.

Time Square View was straight to the bed, so I asked Aditya to sit on the bed, instead of the couch. He came onto the bed, we sat next to each other, facing the Times Square view, it was so dreamy. The room was a little cold, not sure if it’s because of the shivers I got from his kiss.

I took the comforter and put it on top of me, and asked Aditya if he also needed the blanket. He said no, he doesn’t like bedsheets on him. Earlier in our boundary discussions, He gave me an option to choose one thing that is out of our boundary list.

I was so excited to ask him one, I felt so cosy inside the comforter, and asked him if we could cuddle inside the comforter. He did say yes, and we both lay down and turned facing each other, and I hugged him so tight. It was so good, I could hear his heart beating faster.

I understood if I made him feel uncomfortable. I loosened my grip a little and gave Aditya some space, but I felt his hands on my hips. I have put my hands on his head and pulled him closer. We kissed again passionately. This time, it was so hot that I could feel something happening down there.

We kissed for more minutes this time. Aditya’s lips were so smooth and pink and tempting, I couldn’t resist the cosy cuddles and passionate kiss, a very amazing room playing its magic. With the kiss, now both of our hands were on each other, pulling each other close.

Our hands are moving all over our backs, me, as usual, running my hands in his hair. Aditya smelled so good, I badly wanted to put all his weight on me. I was about to ask him to lie on top of me for a hug. But immediately, to my surprise, he asked me to come on top of him.

We still have our clothes on, he asked me to sit on him, and hug him. I did go on top of him, he was a perfectly sized man, I could sit comfortably with my knees touching the bed, and now is the troubling part, I could feel his bulge on me, my heart started racing fast, it was a nice feeling.

My lower part touching his bulge, I wasn’t sure how to express that to him, so I leaned on him and hugged him for some time. We kissed again, and I am still on top of him, feeling his bulge. I wasn’t sure how he was feeling now. I could hear his heart pounding hard.

I sensed that he was also a little bit nervous. It was cute to see him feel like that. He finally asked me to move my lower hips, rubbing on his bulge, without removing our clothes. I wanted to, too, so I started to move my hips like I was riding him like a cowgirl.

I slowly moved my hips, and now I moved them faster. I could feel his bulge getting bigger in his night pants. It was so tempting that I wanted to feel it skin to skin, but I resisted. I touched his pants, trying to remove them.

Again, I controlled myself, having both a scary feeling and excitement to touch them both at once. His hands suddenly touched my bare skin. Aditya had put his hands inside my T-shirt. His hands were so cold touching my skin, and then he removed them, saying Sorry, I touched you without your permission.

I took his hands and put them on my back myself, making him understand that I am fine with his hands on my bare skin. He slowly moved his hands onto my ass and spanked me lightly. He said sorry again. I did not know how to make him understand that I liked him touching me like that.

My entire body was shivering a little. On the back of my head, I was scared that something would happen in the next hour, if any of us might lose control. I told him that he can touch me on my bare skin, then He slowly removed his T-shirt as an approval that I too can touch him.

I was still on top of him, and now my hands are again moving on to his pants. He suddenly pushed me down on the bed. I was a bit scared of what he would do now. He slowly put his hands on my pants. He did not remove my clothes.

He put his 2 fingers on my underwear and started rubbing on my pants, touching my pussy. It felt so good, after years, I have been touched there, it’s a different feeling which I cannot express in words, except for moaning. I started moaning, and he liked it.

So, he got excited and increased the speed, and I started screaming with pleasure. I started shouting his name, not bothering if I could be heard. I was lost in my own world; he was doing such a good job of waking me up with orgasm. I did have an amazing orgasm after many years.

This was all with my pants on. Imagine what else he could do without my pants. He again put his hands inside my T-shirt. We hugged closer and kissed again passionately, like we both wanted to have sex. But we don’t know how to start having that conversation.

We both promised that we won’t involve private parts today, and we would be friends. It was noon by then. We decided to dress up and go out for lunch. Lunch was a surprise; I had booked a Michelin-starred restaurant. We started for the destination.

We had to take a subway on the way. He walked with me, holding my hands, while crossing the road; he took care of me, which felt very nice. It was a good feeling that I had never had. It was a 4-course meal. I took a promise from him that he would try a cocktail for the first time, as he doesn’t drink.

I wanted to make him try one. We tried, but he did not like the taste. But we had a good amount of food, and when we were having our lunch, he started a conversation, which turned everything that day. He liked the way I was moaning and enjoying having an orgasm.

He wanted to have me have some more of it, and probably for him too. We both discussed that we crossed a line there, and apologised, thinking it was our own mistake. But we both did not trust each other after what happened before lunch. We still had our clothes on, except for his T-shirt coming off.

For such a good magical room, us keeping the clothes and not doing anything was a good controlling behaviour on both of our parts. Ha ha. After all this, my only thought was, are we doing something more after lunch? How are we dealing with the orgasm part I had before lunch?

It was not all expected, but amazing. I was confused about how to start the conversation, to know how he is feeling about all this. If he is ok with what happened, or if he needs something more. To my surprise, he brought up the topic of going to the pharmacy and getting protection.

I was spellbound and asked him why. He told me, “I don’t trust each other at this point. It’s not for us to do it, but what if we lose control after our lunch?” What he told me made sense, because once I had that amazing orgasm, my body was screaming for more.

Once he brought up the topic of pharmacy, I felt that he was completely fine with having things go further. I felt like it was a green signal from his side. I know he gave me access to him for that day. But we never discussed about having whole package sex.

But I wanted to discuss something with him before things go further. Again, we are still not sure that we will take things forward; it was just for a precaution in case things go out of our hands. We both did not have sex for a long time, me for years.

I always had this low self-esteem. Maybe I am not good at sex, or my body is already shut down. I am scared that if I cannot perform well, what if he doesn’t like my body or have sex with me? I wanted to tell him that it’s been years, so I’m scared that it will be painful.

I never had a smooth, loving sex before. So, I wanted to tell him to be gentle with me, if we want to have it at all. I spoke about it all the way back to pharmacy, and he understood me. He said, “I won’t force it on you, if you don’t want, let’s not do it, it’s just for a precaution, just to be safe.”

He said we’ll buy condoms and also a pill. I did not understand why there was a need for both, but I said yes. I did not have the guts to tell him that I do not like condoms. I am fine with the pill. He wanted to be extra careful. I liked it, though.

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.

Hello guys, hope aap sabhi theek ho.

So ye meri yaha dusri kahani hai. Aap sabhine mere pehle story par bohot sara pyar or DMs kiye hai. Aasha rakhta hu aapko meri ye kahani bhi pasand aayegi.

So ye kahani ek sachchi ghatna par aadharit hai. Ye kahani kuch lagbhag 20-25 dino pehle ki hain jab Mumbai mein barish hone ke vajah se trains kuch 1 ya 2 dino tak bandh thi (Mumbaikars can relate).

So, chaliye, shuru karte hain.

Iss kahani ke main mukhya character hain Nandini. Nandini ek corporate girl hain, jiska age 27 hain or saath hi saath mere society mein rehte hain.

Nandini kaafi fair hain, 5’4 ki height hogi. Figure bhi zabardast – 34 boobs, slim kamar aur mota sa ass. Colony ke har ladke ki fantasy thi wo. Aur sach batau toh main khud bhi hamesha ushe dekhte hi kuch alag feel karta tha. Jab bhi usko one piece mein dekhta, dil seedha niche khinch jaata.

Toh, hua aisa ki ek din barsaat full on chal rahi thi. Main job se wapas aa raha tha aur achanak se barish tej ho gayi. Main ek bus stop ke niche khada ho gaya bheegne se bachne ke liye. Tabhi dekha ki Nandini bhi udhar bhaagti hui aayi, puri bheeg chuki thi. One Piece chipak gayi thi uske body pe… aur bas wahi se kahani shuru hui.

Me – “Arre, tum bhi yahin?!” (maine kaha, thoda surprise hote hue)

Nandini – “Haan yaar… pura din kaam se already thak chuki thi… aur upar se yeh barish. Lagta hain aaj ghar pohchna mushkil hain.” (usne hansi dabate hue kaha; saans phool rahi thi)

Maine usko apna rumaal diya, “Lo, isse chehra toh sukha lo… warna lag raha hain thand pakad logi.”

Main usko dekhta raha ek second ke liye. Phir, casually bola:

Main: “Dekho, yahan khade rehne se toh lagta hain kal subah tak bhi ghar nahi pohch paayenge. Wahan saamne ek restaurant hain, chalna? Kam se kam warm coffee toh mil jaayegi.”

Nandini ne thoda surprise hoke dekha. Phir, smile kiya.

Nandini: “Haan… better hain. Waise bhi, barish rukne ka chance kam hi lag raha hain.”

Restaurant ke andar ghuste hi thodi garam hawa lagi. Dim lights, halki si music chal rahi thi. Dono ek corner wali table pe baithe aur coffee order kar di.

Nandini (sip karte hue): “Pata hain, din bhar office ke baad mujhe lagta hain main bas bhaagti hi jaa rahi hoon.”

Main: “Haan, sabko aisa hi lagta hain. Lekin shayad aise chhote breaks hi asli moments hote hain.”

Nandini (smile karke): “Tum bhi na… barish ke saath philosophical ho gaye.”

Thoda silence hua, sirf baarish ki awaaz aur cups ki clink. Usne phone check kiya, phir bola:

Nandini: “Locals bandh hain. Lagta hain ghar jaana mushkil hain aaj.”

Main: “Haan… ek kaam karte hain… paas mein ek room le lete hain. Safe bhi rahega aur kal subah nikal jaayenge.”

Nandini ne turant dekha, thoda hesitant expression ke saath:

Nandini: “Room?”

Main (calmly): “Bas, barish rukne tak. Tumhare liye bhi easy ho jaayega.”

Wo ek second ke liye chup rahi spoon se cup stir karte hue. Phir slowly bola:

Nandini: “…theek hain. Waise bhi, ghar jaane ka ab chance hi nahi lag raha.”

Restaurant ke bahar abhi bhi barish zor se chal rahi thi. Glass ke through already dikhta tha ki raaste paani se bhar gaye hain.

Main: “Chal, ek chhata toh hain hi mere paas… dono nikal jaate hain.”

Nandini (half laugh karke): “Do bande ek chhata? Ready for the experiment?”

Main (tease karte hue): “Agar tumhe bheegna pasand hain toh experiment cancel bhi ho sakta hain.”

Nandini (smile ke saath): “Nahi, abhi kaafi bheeg liya… chal.”

Dono ek hi umbrella ke neeche nikal gaye. Raaste pe streetlights ki yellow roshni gir rahi thi aur paani ke chhote chhote puddles mein reflection ban raha tha. Baarish ki boonden chhatri ke kapde pe lag rahi thi – ek rhythmic awaaz create kar rahi thi.

Usne thoda paas hokar chalna pada, kyunki chhatri dono ko cover karne mein struggle kar rahi thi. Shoulder-to-shoulder touch hua toh ek second ke liye dono ne awkward smile exchange ki.

Nandini (casual tone): “Mujhe lagta hain Mumbai ki barish sirf humare patience check karti hain.”

Main: “Patience aur… excuses banane ki skill bhi. Dekho, aaj toh tumhe ghar nahi jaana, ye excuse barish ne gift kar diya.”

Nandini (hassi dabaate hue): “Tum khud ko bada witty samajhte ho, na?”

Main: “Nahi… bas tumhari company mein witty ban jaata hoon.”

Thoda walk ke baad ek OYO board dikh gaya; red light glow kar raha tha. Dono wahin ruk gaye.

Main: “Ye theek lag raha hain. Chal, check karte hain.”

Nandini (thoda hesitation ke saath): “Hmm… theek hain.”

Reception pe ek middle-aged aadmi baitha tha, bored expression ke saath. Maine seedha bola:

Main: “Ek room chahiye. Double bed.”

Receptionist ne naam aur ID maange. Dono ne apne ID diye, entry ki gayi. Wo routine tha, lekin Nandini kaafi conscious lag rahi thi.

Lift se upar jaate waqt dono chup rahe. Sirf lift ki ding aur baarish ki awaaz door se aa rahi thi. Dono ke beech mein ek silent tension tha.

Room khulne ke baad, andar ek warm yellow light thi. Double bed neatly arranged, ek chhoti si table, TV, aur ek khidki jisme se barish clearly dikh rahi thi.

Nandini andar aate hi apne sandal nikal kar side mein rakhi aur ek deep breath li.

Nandini: “Finally… thoda relief.”

Main (towel nikalte hue): “Lo, tumhe zyada thand lag rahi hogi. Heater bhi on kar deta hoon.”

Nandini (soft smile ke saath): “Tum kaafi thoughtful ho.”

Wo towel se apne baal sukha rahi thi, aur uske chehre pe ek relaxed expression aa gaya tha. Main ek second ke liye ushe dekhte raha. Phir, turant nazar hata li.

Nandini (notice karte hue, thoda tease karke): “Aise kya dekh rahe ho?”

Main (hassi dabaate hue): “Bas, yeh soch raha tha… ab tum barish wali heroine se shampoo ad wali heroine ban gayi ho.”

Nandini (laugh karte hue): “Tumhe na dialogues likhne ka business start kar lena chahiye.”

Wo bed ke corner pe baith gayi, pair folded karke. Maine side ki chair pull karke baith gaya. Thoda awkward silence tha; phir usne khud hi baat shuru ki.

Nandini (softly): “Sach bolun toh… mujhe thoda ajeeb lag raha tha yahan aane mein.”

Main (calm tone): “Mujhe pata hain. Aur genuine hain feel karna aisa. Lekin tum tension mat lo, tum safe ho.”

Nandini (nazar milate hue): “…thanks. Tumne aaj kaafi comfort diya.”

Room mein ek alag si coziness thi — baarish ki awaaz, heater ki warmth, aur uske saath baithna. Conversation dheere dheere personal hone lagi.

Main: “Tum kabse iss corporate life mein ho?”

Nandini (deep sigh): “Almost 5 saal ho gaye. Kabhi kabhi lagta hain main apna asli version lose kar rahi hoon. Bas kaam, kaam aur kaam.”

Main: “Aur kabhi time nikalti ho apne liye?”

Nandini (halki smile ke saath): “Jab forced break milta hain… jaise aaj.”

Wo baat karte karte thoda relaxed ho gayi thi. Usne apne baalon ko khula chhod diya, aur baat karte waqt aankhon mein directly dekh rahi thi.

Phir ek chhota sa silence hua. Dono ek dusre ko dekh rahe the, aur baahar ki baarish aur tez ho gayi thi.

Nandini (soft voice): “Kabhi kabhi lagta hain… ye unpredictable moments hi sabse yaadgar hote hain.”

Main: “Exactly. Jaise tumne bola tha… bhaag daud mein asli life chhup jaati hain. Shayad yeh moment waise hi hain.”

And then humne TV on kari, and we were watching TV so TV dekhte dekhte hi Nandini so gayi. So, maine TV ko bandh karke I made her lay on the bed and uske upar kambal daldi. And even I went to sleep.

Raat ke takriban 2 baj rahe the jab maine mobile check kiya and washroom ke liye utha. Tab dekha ki Nandini ka crop top chest ke yaha se slip hua hain jaha pe uske nipples toh visible nahi the magar side boob visible tha. Ye dekhke instantly mera khada hua and I was like, ‘Damn… kya chuche hain iske!’

Nandini ekdum deep sleep mein thi and main uske bed ke yaha baith gaya and I was giving them stare and saath hi saath lund ko bhi sehlane laga par tabhi man mein khayala aaya isko chod sakte hain if right way se turn on kiya toh.

And I got up and went behind her back and slept by putting my hand on her and trying to act like I was in deep sleep. And I slowly started caressing her stomach with my fingers. At first there were no expressions or moans but slowly even Nandini started moaning.

Nandini: Ummmmmm… hmmmmmmm… unhnmmmmmmm… hmmmmmmh… jmmmbuhmmmmmmm…

And tabhi mujhe ishara mila ki she is horny….

And jaise hi signal mila, maine mera khada lund uske gand ke taraf le gaya and uspe sehlane laga. Or saath hi saath uske chuchiyo ke beech ungliya ferne laga. Usii ke saath uski siskiya or badne lag gayi or tabhi woh aachanak se mud gayi.

Meri toh halat hi kharab ho gayi. Mereko laga ki, ‘Bas, ab ho gaya.’

But bina deri kiye, usne mujhe chumna chalu kiya itna jorse ki dono ki saase khulne lagi; hum dono ek dusre mein madhosh apni tongue ka use karke pure room ko tongue ke awaz se bhar rahe the.

Poore room mein bas uski or meri awaz, “Ummmm… ohhh… thouooonounmm… unmm… slurp… thuuuu… slurp… thuk…” mil rahi thi or usi ke saath main uske jangho ke beech mera lund masalne laga upar se. Aur woh siskiya dene lagi, “Ohhhh… yesss… ummm….”

Nandini mere kaan mein boli, “Yahi karte rahenge ya makeout bhi karna hain?”

Ye sunte hi maine uske top ek second mein hata diya or uske chuchiyo pe mera muh ragadne laga. Uske bade se 2 nipples mere jeeb ferne lagi jaise ki ice cream hi kha raha tha. Uske nipples or mere thuk milte hi “chopp chappp choppp chappp” awaz aane lagi or main mera lund uski chut pe or zorse masalne laga.

Or phir, towel se uske dono haath bandh diye bed ke corner se or muh ke taraf aake uske muh mein lund ghusa diya. Phir main usko zor zor se jhatke marne laga.

Meri gotiya uske chin pe takra rahi thi or uske aankhein charam sukh ke maare upar jaa rahi thi. Usi ke saath maine ek haath piche karke usko chuttad phelaiyi or ungli karna start kara.

“Chapp… chop… chopp… choppp… chapp… chappp…” chut se awaz aaya; pani banna shuruvaat hui thi par mera lund uske muhhh mein bas ghuste jaa raha tha.

Nandini: Ummm… ummmmm… ummm… unmmmm… ummmm…

Uske aankho se uska mascara ab pighalne laga tha or room mein bas moan bhari aawaze thi, “Ohhh… ohhh… ummm… ummm… ahhh… ohmmm… oummmm…”

Phir, mera lund dheere dheere pani chod raha tha toh use bahar nikalke usko kiss kiya. Dono ka saliva or mera precum mix ho ke kissing ho raha tha. Ab dono or naa sehne ke karan dono ne fatafat kapde nikale or usne mere lund par condom lagaya or jaise hi lagaya, cushion laga ke uske ander daal diya.

Ek hi jhatka marne se zorse ander gaya or dono ke muhh se, “Aahhh” aayi. Or phir main uski chuttad marne laga. Chut marte vakt, woh sirf “ahhh… ohh… yess babyyy… ahhh… ohh… yess… unmm… umm… ahhh… ahh… ohh yesss…..” kar rahi thi.

Boobs pe chata mar raha tha or boobs nichod raha tha. She was moaning as well as crying with satisfaction. Mere gote uske chuttad se takra rahe the, “Ahhhh… ufff…” Kya hi scene tha!

Nandini: Ahhh… oh yess… yess… ahh… ahh… ahh… umm… ohnmm… ahhh… ahhh… Plss chodooo merraaa cheddd… ahhh… ahh… I love you babyy… ahh… ohh yess… dheere dheereeee.

Uski chutt mein se ab dheere dheere pani ka aawaz aa raha tha ‘pachhh pachhh’ ke. Mere har stroke pe ‘pach pachhh pachhh pachhhh’ awaz badne lag gayi.

Maine uski chuttad or phelayi or thuka uspe. Or zor se pelne laga. Usne mujhe chata mara or maine use ghodi banake pela.

Usne kaha…

Nandini: Ahhhh… ahhhh… dheereee… mera nikalne vala… ahhh… ohh yess….

Main: Rukh jaooo… dono ek saath jhadenge….

“Ahhh… ahhh… ahhh… ohh yess…” dono moan kar rahe the or main uski gand pe thukte hue chata mar raha tha.

“Ahh… ohh… yes…” thuk or chata ki combination ne uski gand lal kardi thi.

And Nandini jhad gayi or uska sara ras meri lund pe feel hua.

Phir maine mere liye ek alag way dhunda. Maine uske armpits ke beech lund ko rakha or armpit chodne laga.

“Ahhh… ahh… ahh… ohh yesssss…” jaise hi mera lund aage aata, uske cheeks se takrata or woh kiss karti and aaise main karte raha.

Jhadne ke vakt, maine use kaha…

Main: Nandini, main jhadne vala hu…

Nandini: Ohhh yes, babyyyy… mere boobs pe kardo… maal ko pura khali…

Or zor se maine shots lagaye or maal mera uske armpits se failte uske boobs pe gira and jo ending cum tha usne khud choosliya and hum dono aaise hi bistar par girgaye or kaaf rahe the.

Ufffff… kya hi romanchak barish ka din thaaa.

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