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Slowly, Anila had accepted her fate. Mangesh would fuck her for 5 mins without any foreplay and ejaculate, leaving Anila high and dry. She would often watch porn to relieve herself. That was her new normal.

One night around 2:00 AM, she woke up with thirst. She was about to move towards the kitchen platform when she heard a soft moan. She could make out that the muffled noise was from across the partition. Since only the night light was on, she carefully lifted a corner of the partition to peek.

What she saw made her almost gasp. She saw Kavitha with her blouse wide open, hair messed up, mangalsutra moved back, and her mouth shut with her panty. Her saree was folded up to her waist, and Ramesh was ramming her. Anila was shocked and moved away from the partition.

She was embarrassed to witness her in-laws in this position. On the other hand, her heart was beating fast as the scene had turned her on.

Anila’s head was spinning. She thought, “I should just close my ears and sleep. This is wrong.”

But her heart said, “This is so hot, my pious mother-in-law getting fucked with her dirty panties shoved into her mouth like a common whore.”

Her heart won the battle, and she slowly lifted the corner of the partition again. Ramesh had Kavitha’s legs on his shoulders and was fucking her like crazy. Anila’s eyes were glued to his Sasur.

He was completely naked, his body glistening with sweat. He had a strong build, and the way he was using his 7 inch tool impressed her.

“Sasur ji has amazing stamina. The force with which his balls are slapping the ass cheeks of ma ji is crazy,” thought Anila.

While enjoying their session, she couldn’t help but envy her mother-in-law. Her sexual needs were still being taken care of at this age, while she continues to be deprived of her primal needs. Anila started pressing her boobs over her nighty as she feasted her eyes on her sasur ji ravaging his wife.

Ramesh then made Kavitha go on all fours. He spread her ass cheek and entered her pussy again. His thrusts made Kavitha’s boobs jiggle in the air. Her eyes rolled in her sockets with pleasure. Anila thought, “Oh, what I would do to get fucked this way.”

Ramesh bent forward and started crushing Kavitha’s boobs from behind. He was playing with her nipple and pinched her in b/w for pleasure. Kavitha was enjoying this. She was letting out muffled moans due to her mouth being gagged by her panties.

Anila slid her hands further down and started to play with her clit. She licked her finger and inserted it into her pussy, and slowly fingered herself. She matched Ramesh’s thrusts, imagining that she was being fucked by him and alternated with one and two fingers.

Ramesh now increased his pace and was near his climax. He made Kavitha lie down and climbed on her boobs without keeping his weight on her and removed the panties from her mouth. Kavitha hesitated to take his dick, but he pulled her hair a little, which made her open her mouth.

At that point, he shoved his tool into her mouth. Kavitha had difficulty taking his dick completely inside. “Wow, it’s so big, and look at that rock-hard erection. Sasur ji must have been a player in his time,” thought Anila.

She was happily surprised at the size and girth of her Sasur ji which was beyond what Mangesh had. Ramesh was now fucking Kavitha’s mouth vigorously. Anila was also matching his rhythm and fingered herself. With a small grunt, he released his load in her mouth.

This was too much for Anila as she bit her lips and her toes curled to the ultimate pleasure of climax. Well, this one was special, something beyond porn. She quickly adjusted herself and slept so as not to raise any suspicion.

The next day, everything was back to normal. Except that Anila now looked at Ramesh in a whole different way. He was now the Man of the house. She went to give Ramesh his morning tea, and as he looked at her, she gave out a shy smile. Ramesh chatted with her while stealing glances at her body.

He had his tea and went to take his bath. He closed the bathroom door and went to open the tap. He saw a black bra and panties dangling on the tap. He picked them up, but it wasn’t Kavitha’s. He remembered that Anila had showered recently.

His eyes lit up, thinking they were of Anila. He brought them closer to his nose and took in a whiff. The smell was new and raw. He saw that the pants had some spots and a few bodily discharge marks. He licked the panty in the crotch area and imagined Anila.

He wore her panties like a mask and started shagging his tool. He imagined Anila sitting on his face as he ate her pussy like a madman. It didn’t take long for him to ejaculate. He wiped his cum with Anila’s panties and took his shower.

Soon, Ramesh left for work, and Anila went to fetch her undergarments from the washroom. She found them crumbled up in a corner of the washroom. “I left these on the tap. Who would put these here?” she thought.

As she lifted them, she saw that her panties were moist, and she could see cum marks on them. She was shocked, “Wtf, who might have done it. Sasur ji was the last one to shower today. Was it him?” She now somewhat felt convinced that this must be her father-in-law.

She was happy instead of being angry. She loved to get attention from men. Post-marriage, she has been feeling low, but this was quite exciting. She decided to test the waters with her Sasur ji. In the evening, when Ramesh returned, she brought him a glass of water.

She was wearing a kurti and had a dupatta. She purposely kept her dupatta low to reveal her cleavage to him. Ramesh kept staring at her bosom, “Ahem, are you done with the water?” Anila spoke as their eyes met. Ramesh looked away in guilt and handed over the glass to her.

He ran his fingers over hers while returning the glass and stared at her as she left, smiling. Ramesh could sense that Anila was also giving him a signal. That night, when everyone had fallen asleep, Anila insisted on sleeping towards the partition.

So from left to right it was Mangesh, Anila, partition, Ramesh and Kavitha. Anila thought that in order to curb her sexual appetite, she had to orchestrate things herself. She adjusted the partition in such a way that there was a small opening where the two bed sheets met.

She positioned herself such that her waist would be visible from the opening. She pulled her nighty up to reveal her sexy thighs and brought it to her ass. She pretended to sleep as she laid the bait for her father-in-law. At half past two, Ramesh woke up to go to the bathroom.

He sat up and looked at the clock. He yawned and was about to get up when he saw the gap in the partition. He moved to close it, but was stunned to see Anila in that position. Her curves were visible to him, and he drooled looking at her. As she was sleeping, facing the other way, her red panties were visible to him.

“Oh god, look at that ass. Her cheeks are naturally spread out. Must be heaven between them.” He looked at Kavitha and saw her sound asleep. Mangesh was snoring in his sleep, and with Anila facing the other side, Ramesh kept his hand on Anila’s ass cheeks over her panties.

He kept it there to see Anila’s reaction. She did not move, which emboldened him. Anila, on the other hand, was pretending to sleep but was wide awake. Her heart was beating fast, and she had a nervous anticipation of what would come next.

Her plan was set in motion, and now she has to wait for Ramesh to take the lead. Ramesh slowly moved his finger, almost like a feather, over her ass. Anila was loving it; she had goosebumps. Slowly, Ramesh moved her nighty further up. Now her entire panties and waist were visible to him.

He slowly moved his finger inside her panty waistband and pulled it down. Her bare ass cheeks were now in front of him. Ramesh now slowly moved towards Anila and kissed her bare ass. He gave light kisses all over her ass. He now moved to remove her red panties and pulled them down to her ankles.

Anila pretended to change her side during sleep and lay flat on her back. Ramesh could now feast on her pussy, which had small hair that had grown since her wedding. He brought his nose near her pussy and consumed her raw smell. The kind he got from her panties.

He was intoxicated and fearless now. Ramesh now brought his tongue down and started licking her pussy. His tongue was sending shivers down Anila’s body. She could not hold any longer. With a soft moan, she opened her eyes. Ramesh was scared as he saw that Anila was awake.

He thought she might raise an alarm and tried to move back. Anila got hold of his head and pushed it deeper into her love hole. “Don’t stop, Sasur ji. I need you to taste me.” Ramesh needed no second invitation. He started licking her and exploring the depths of her pussy.

Anila swayed her hips, almost grinding her pussy on his face. Ramesh pulled her closer to the partition and with one hand started pressing her boobs over her nighty, and with the other hand he played with her clit while lapping up her love juices. He stripped Anila of her clothes and made her lie face down.

Ramesh now started eating her pussy from behind. He traced the line from her pussy to her asshole with the tip of his tongue. Anila was leaking profusely. She had been kept deprived of these sensations for a long time, and she needed this. She arched her ass out further to give Ramesh more access.

“Lick me, Sasur ji, drink my love juice and taste my butthole.” She whispered, shedding all shame. They were no longer Sasur and Bahu but lovers whose primal instincts were awakened. Ramesh bit on her ass cheeks lightly, which further turned her on, and explored her asshole.

He was greeted by the musky raw smell from her hind side, but he did not care. He wanted to worship this sex goddess in every way possible. As his tongue explored her inner walls, Anila bit her lips and buried her face on the pillow to muffle her moans.

Ramesh increased his pace, and soon Anila unloaded her cum on Ramesh’s face. As he slurped on it, he said, “Look what a mess you created. You ought to be punished for this.”

“Yes, Sasur Ji, I have been a bad girl. Cheating on my husband, I need to be punished badly,” she said while seductively looking at Ramesh. Ramesh looked towards Kavitha. She was sleeping facing the other side. Ramesh dragged Anila into his side of the partition and covered her naked body with his bedsheet.

“You will need to be taught a lesson for cheating on my son,” he said. Then, he took out his dick from his dhoti and shoved it in her mouth. Anila gagged due to its sheer size. Her saliva started to drip from her lips as she struggled to consume his monster.

She tapped Ramesh to take it out, but he pulled an inch before pushing the entire length in. Anila’s eyes almost popped out. Her screams were subdued by this massive tool in her mouth. Ramesh started fucking her mouth. He held on to her hair and fucked her mouth hard.

He would slap her mildly in between, “Yes, take my dick, you cheating bitch. Tell me who’s my bitch.” Anila could only nod as his rod kept entering and leaving her mouth. When Ramesh was on the verge of climax, he stopped and took out his dick from her mouth.

Anila was leaking from everywhere. Her mouth was dripping with the mixture of her saliva and Ramesh’s pre cum. Her pussy was leaking with her love juices, and her asshole was still letting out Ramesh’s saliva that was trapped inside. He lay down and made her sit on her dick.

“Now jump as if your life depended on it.” Anila squatted over his dick. Her pussy muscles contracted and expanded as Ramesh’s member penetrated her. It was so big to consume that she covered her mouth with her hands so as not to scream in pain and pleasure.

She started rocking on it, and soon she was on cloud 9. She continued to hump him for 10 minutes in the cowgirl position. Ramesh changed position and lay her face down and entered her pussy from behind. He grabbed her hair from behind and raw dogged her pussy.

The room was filled with muffled moans, sweat and the raw smell of their bodily fluids. He continued to fuck her for another 10 minutes. Anila had already climaxed twice and was reeling with pleasure. Ramesh now came behind her in a spooning position and spit on his dick for lubrication.

Then he entered Anila from behind and started to pound her in this position. While fucking her, he slid his fingers in her mouth. She obediently sucked on them while his other hand twisted and turned her nipples.

Anila was ecstatic, she had her third orgasm of the night, building inside her, “Oh, sasur ji, I love your manhood inside me. Finally, you’ve made me feel complete.”

Ramesh smiled, “From now on, you’re my bahu and my 2nd wife. I’ll have you whenever and wherever you like.” Anila could nod in obedience as she gasped for breath. Ramesh increased his pace and turned her around to kiss her. Their tongues became engulfed in fighting to take control of the other.

Ramesh finally came and filled his cum deep into her pussy. He kept pumping her even as his dick went soft. Anila turned around and kissed him on his lips and thanked him for making her complete again.

Hi, I’m Rahul (name changed ) from Hyderabad. I’m here to narrate some true and fantasy stories to get your pulse.

So, I would like to introduce my wife, Priya, who is 27 years old. As usual, she is an average but attractive young housewife. She is a master at wearing a saree and shows off her navel out of innocence.

So that was our newly married life, and I used to go to the office daily from 9 AM to 8 PM. Mine is a government job. My wife used to work in a nearby school, just for her dignity. Her timings were 9 AM to 5 PM, so she used to come early.

One day, I was causally riding my bike at 5 PM, passing from my home on some work. Suddenly, I saw on the opposite route that my wife was sitting back side of the bike. The Maths sir (age 45 years) was riding the bike.

I only knew that she used to commute through the school bus. I didn’t know this thing, and she never informed me. However, this somewhat made me warm instead of angry.

When I came home that night, she told me by herself that the school bus tyre was punctured. So her colleague, the Maths sir, was kind enough to drop her home. Then, I realised that I had unnecessarily thought badly about them. That night, we had a wild session.

The next day, as usual, I went, and to confirm, I again went to the same road. I saw she got off the school bus near our house. So, my doubt was confirmed that nothing was there between them. However, I was disappointed for no reason.

After some days, I connected her WhatsApp with my mobile through WhatsApp web just out of excitement. Usually, she used to get messages from her colleagues with a little bit of flirting, which was acceptable. I used to enjoy reading them.

Messages were like, ” Your saree is beautiful. ” She mostly replied with blushing emojis. But one day, she received a message from Maths sir. He asked her to wear a pink saree as the next day was his birthday and it was his wish. She just replied with a smiley emoji.

She replied that she didn’t have a pink one and apologized. He replied with a sad emoji. I felt bad for not buying a pink saree for my wife before. But to my surprise, after a few minutes, I received a message from my wife asking me to take her shopping. I accepted and went home early.

We went shopping, and as I expected, she bought a pink saree. I purposely said it was not that good-looking looking. But she insisted that she liked it. She wanted a pink saree only as she does not have any pink ones. Then I agreed, and she felt happy. I, too, felt happy since I knew why she insisted.

The next day, she was draped in the same pink saree as I expected. She had draped it below her navel, that too, a few inches below her regular style. She also sprayed nice perfume, which was kept for parties and did some makeup. I asked her what was so special today.

She replied that there was nothing special. But just because of the new saree, she is trying to look good. I went near her and kept one hand on her bare hip and massaged until she got aroused. Meanwhile, I moved her pallu somewhat aside so that a little breeze of air could give a clear glimpse of her navel.

Then I left for the office, and she went to her school. Then I opened WhatsApp web to see her messages. She received a message after 2 hours from Maths sir, thanking her for wearing the pink saree. It made his day. She was thankful and said she already had one, so it was not a trouble to wear.

He was praising anything from her eyes to her lips to her way of draping her saree. He was going on and on. He said he wanted to meet her at her class as he had a free period, and she said yes. Now, as they met, I didn’t see any messages. So, all I can do is imagine what happened.

He might have gone to her and called her outside. He first had a full glimpse of her voluptuous body, mainly the navel. It was often teasing him and her lips, which always were inviting. Occasional touching would have been a common thing.

Then, after 2 hours, she again received a message from him thanking her for spending time with him. She replied that it was her pleasure to have a good time on his birthday. He then again praised that her saree was making him crazy. She was all blushing. He also thanked her for accepting the flowers from him.

Then he asked her if he could drop her home today on a bike. It is his birthday wish, but she said No, saying it is not appropriate. But he insisted and sent many sad emojis. Finally, she accepted his request, and his face went on to light like a bulb.

Now I went to their school to see what actually happened. But I hid behind a tea stall and saw them going on the bike. My wife was maintaining some distance while sitting on the bike, which was kind of respect for me. I followed them from a distance.

I saw him applying brake occasionally to make her fall on him, and he was successful. She slowly moved close to him. I could see her navel easily being flaunted due to the wind. They reached home, and I was expecting him to go from there. But he asked for a coffee, and she invited him home.

I followed them once they went into my home. I knew another route from the terrace to enter my house. I did without them noticing me, so I now had a clear view from the top. He sat, and she went inside to bring water. Meanwhile, he was praising her like anything.

She then went inside to prepare coffee, and he slowly followed her. I could see his gesture of trying to hold her bare hip from behind from a distance. It showed how eager he was to hold her hip. Luckily, I also had the view of my kitchen from there, so I saw him helping her out in making coffee.

Intentionally, the sugar box fell from his hands. Then he said sorry, and my wife said it was okay. She sat and started collecting the sugar, and he had a good view of her cleavage from that angle. Then he came out, and my wife brought the coffee and gave him.

She also sipped her coffee. They were discussing me and his wife and about school. My wife told him that her husband would be coming in 2 hours. It made him somewhat disappointed. However, he said, “Good, then I will meet him today.” It gave a hint that he didn’t want to go till that time.

Then she went inside to bring some biscuits. In the kitchen, she moved her pallu further so that her navel was flaunted without any disturbance. She then came out with biscuits. I could see the brightness in his face levelling up. He asked to show the house.

She took him around the house and showed him the guest bedroom. Then they came to the first floor of our duplex. Immediately, I hid behind the door, and she took him to the balcony. She showed the bedroom, which was always arranged well for arousal.

He praised her for keeping the bedroom so beautiful, and it suited her well. Then he sat on the bed and felt the bounciness. They both had a small smile on their face. Then they came out and went to the balcony again. Due to the wind, her saree was uncontrollable.

He had a good view of her navel cleavage bare hip, but she just ignored it. She then told him that she would change into a nighty and come. He felt sad and asked her to wear a saree until he was there as it was his birthday wish. She accepted.

Now, one hour was gone in this, and only one hour was left. He realized, and he said that he was feeling hungry. He would like to have anything prepared from her hands. Then they went to the kitchen, and he accidentally touched her bare hip. He said sorry, for which she said it was fine.

He then started narrating how my wife was so beautiful. Compared to his wife, she was like a mountain compared to a small stone in beauty. My wife was blushing. She was preparing pakoda for him. I could see whenever she turned back, he would make gestures to hold her hip.

Then he started keeping his hand on her hip accidentally but didn’t remove it. She also didn’t say anything, and this gave him confidence. He then directly praised that her navel is the best part visible in this saree. Then, there was a sudden silence. She moved away from him and covered her navel with pallu.

He felt very bad for saying that and didn’t know how to manage things now. My wife moved somewhat back. He just fell on his knees and said sorry 100 times. He said he never saw them with the wrong intention. But he couldn’t stop from praising her because of her beauty.

He literally cried, saying, “I am sorry. For the first time, I saw such a beautiful navel.” He couldn’t control his words, as his wife was not that good-looking. She then said it was okay and told him never to repeat it. He felt happy and stood up. He then said many sorrys and said he would go now.

My wife stopped and said that she forgave him, as it was his birthday. She said to be normal and started preparing the pakoda again. He was again watching her from behind with a lustful but also a guilty face. My wife then slowly moved her pallu sideways, now revealing the whole navel easily.

She inserted the pallu inside the petticoat, and he could see all this from behind. Her hip folds aroused him like a madman. But he was confused about making a move as he was scared. Suddenly, a rat went by the kitchen. It was enough to trigger my wife. She screamed out of fear, rushed towards him, and hugged him.

Now, he had my wife hug him. His bare hands were openly invited to hold her hip. With no delay, he held her hip tightly. This hug went on for 10 minutes, and then both released. But the spark had already begun. Then they came to the hall with pakoda.

He purposely threw one pakoda down the table. Suddenly, a rat came for that food. Seeing that, my wife again jumped into him. Now, he was holding her on hips on the sofa. Again, it went on for 10 minutes. Then my wife covered her navel and told him that my husband would be coming in 10 minutes.

He felt sad that he could not do anything else. Also, my wife was in a sad tone. To cheer things up, I messaged her that I was having extra work and would be coming 2 hours late. Her face shone, and seeing that, he asked what had happened. She replied that her hubby was coming 2 hours late.

But to my surprise, he said, “Then I will miss him meeting him today. Maybe we will meet some other day.” My wife was also shocked as she thought he would feel happy with that news. He then told her that he would leave now as I was not coming home.

My wife reacted with a sad face and asked him to wait for a few minutes. She had ordered a cake for him and wanted to surprise him. But he insisted on going. To stop him, she said if the rat came, she might get scared, so she asked him to wait for a few minutes.

He agreed on the condition that she should tie the pallu as she did before. If the rat came, it would be comfortable to hold her, or else she may fall. She agreed, and in front of him, she moved the saree to the total side where her navel was fully visible. She tied the pallu and inserted it inside the petticoat.

The Happy Birthday cake came, and he was surprised. She kept the cake on the table and played a song. She asked him to cut the cake. He felt very happy and cut the cake. He took the cream and spread it on her face. She also took the cream and spread it on his face. He again took the cream.

Meanwhile my wife started running away. He followed her, and she came up to the bedroom and closed the door from inside. From outside, he was banging on the door and said he was leaving and became silent. I could see him hide beside the door. My wife, thinking he was really leaving, opened the bedroom door.

He pushed her inside and spread the cream all over her waist. She did not object. He was now simply holding her hip and rubbing the wait and playing with her navel. She also enjoyed it. Then he pushed her on the bed and removed her sari. Now, she was in her blouse and petticoat in front of him.

Now, he went near her and kissed her passionately like a wolf. She responded well with her lips. He removed her blouse and was mesmerized by my wife’s round and bouncy boobs. He played with them and kissed and licked them very harshly, which she liked.

Then he undressed himself. My wife immediately grabbed his dick and gave him a blowjob, and he was in heaven. He then pulled my wife’s dress and kissed her pussy. He inserted the tongue, for which my wife shouted. He inserted his dick into her pussy and banged her like a bitch.

This continued for the next two hours. He fucked her 20 times in this gap. Both were exhausted by that. Then, I slowly jumped down from the terrace and knocked on the door. I waited for 10 minutes for the door to open. I could see the tiredness in both their faces.

She introduced him, and he said he was happy to meet me. I invited him to come regularly without any hesitation. He blinked at my wife and went away. That night, I banged my wife like a street dog.

Namaskaar doston, aaj main aapke liye Taarak Mehta Ka Ooltah Chashmah ke characters par based ek aur sex story leke aaya hu. Umeed hai aapko story pasand aayegi.

Tapu aur Sonu ka lafda college time se chal raha tha. In dono ke parivaron aur poore Gokuldham ko pata tha ki Tapu aur Sonu dost se kahin zyada the aur inme pyar tha. Sab ko pata tha ki in dono ki shadi hone wali thi.

College khatam hone ke baad Tapu ko job mil chuki thi, aur wo ek saal mein settle ho gaya tha. Udhar Sonu ka shareer bhi ache se bhar gaya tha, aur uska figure aur bhi sexy ho gaya tha.

Isme Tapu ka bhi hath tha, kyunki usne Sonu ko bahut choosa tha, aur chod bhi chuka tha.

Fir ek din Tapu apne baap Jethalal ke paas gaya aur bola: Papa, ek baat karni hai aap se.

Jethalal: Haa bol mere laal. Kya baat karni hai apne baap se?

Tapu: Papa main Sonu ko pasand karta hu.

Jethalal: Arre koi nayi baat bol. Ye to poore Gokuldham ko pata hai.

Tapu: Papa hum shaadi karna chaahte hai.

Jethalal ko hamesha se pata tha ki kabhi na kabhi Tapu aake ye bolega. Lekin usko is cheez ki khushi nahi thi. Kyunki Sonu jab se jawan hui thi, Jethalal ki bhi us par nazar thi. Aur agar Tapu aur Sonu ki shadi ho jati, to Jethalal ke paas Sonu ke sath kuch hone ki koi umeed nahi rehti.

Abhi Jethalal kuch bola bhi nahi tha, ki peeche se Daya bol padi: Hey maa mata ji, kab se intezaar kar rahi thi is din ka. Jab tu khud aake hamse kahega ki meri shadi karwa do. Sonu ko to main kab se apni bahu maan chuki hu. Shadi to bas ek formality hai. Aaj hi main Bhide family se baat karti hu.

Fir shaam ko Daya aur Jethalal dono Bhide family ke ghar jaake rishta pakka kar aate hai. Shadi ek maheene baad hone wali thi.

Aise hi ek maheena beet gaya shadi ki taiyaariyon mein, aur fir Tapu aur Sonu ki shadi ho gayi. Saari rasmein poori karne ke baad dono dulha-dulhan ab kamre mein aa chuke the.

Laal rang ke lehange mein Sonu roop ki rani lag rahi thi. Creme colour ki shervani mein Tapu Rajkumar lag raha tha. Dono aamne-saamne baithe the. Aaj aisa kuch nahi hone wala tha dono ke beech, jo pehle na hua ho. Lekin suhagraat ki feeling alag hoti hai.

Fir Tapu ne Sonu ka ghoonghat uthaya. Sonu muskura kar uski taraf dekh rahi thi. Fir Sonu ne side table par pada doodh ka glass uthaya, aur Tapu ko diya. Tapu ne glass hath mein leke ek ghoont piya, aur fir Sonu ke muh par laga diya.

Sonu ne bhi ek ghoont piya. Fir dobara Tapu ne piya. Aise karte hue dono ek-ek ghoont doodh peene lage. Jab glass khatam ho gaya, to Tapu ne glass zameen par fenk diya, aur apne honth Sonu ke hontho par laga diye.

Ab dono madhoshi aur hawas bhari kiss karne lage. Kuch hi palon mein unki wild kiss ke chalte unki saansein full speed mein chalne lagi. Dono ek-doosre ke muh mein se jeebh kheench-kheench kar choos rahe the.

Kiss karte hue Tapu ne peeche se Sonu ki choli ki dori kheench di. Isse choli dheeli ho gayi. Fir wo uski gardan par kiss karne laga, aur choli ko kheenchne laga. Peeche se choli ki dori khul gayi, aur Tapu ne Sonu ki choli utaar di.

Neeche Sonu ne laal rang ki bra pehan rakhi thi. Gore rang ke chuche laal rang ki bra mein choose jaane ke liye tadap rahe the. Tapu Sonu ki cleavage par kiss karne laga, aur bra ke upar se uske chuche dabane laga.

Fir usne peeche hath daal ke bra khol di, aur Sonu ke boobs ko azaad kar diya. Ligh brown nipples waale Sonu ke boobs vasna ki aag se poori tarah se kass chuke the. Tapu uske ek boob ko dabate hue doosre ko choosne laga.

Mast aahen bharte hue Sonu Tapu ke muh ko apne boobs mein daba rahi thi. Kuch der boobs choosne ke baad Tapu ne Sonu ko litaya, aur uske ghagre se usko azaad kar diya. Ab Sonu bistar par sirf red panty mein padi thi, aur bahut sexy lag rahi thi.

Tapu ne apne bhi kapde utaar diye. Ab uska 6 inch lamba lund Sonu ki aankhon ke saamne tha. Fir Tapu ne Sonu ki panty utaar di, aur dono lipat kar kissing karne lage. Naye-naye miya-biwi nange hoke bistar par cuddling kar rahe the.

Fir Tapu Sonu ki taangon ke beech apna muh leke aaya, aur uski chut par apna muh laga diya. Uska muh lagte hi Sonu ke jism mein current daud gaya. Woh uske muh ko apni chut par dabane lagi, aur Tapu apni nayi dulhan ki chut ka rass peene laga.

Woh hath se chut ko khol kar jeebh jitni andar ho sake daal raha tha. Fir usne chut ke daane ko 2 ungliyon se pakda aur masalne laga. Isse Sonu pagal hone lagi. Woh chudai ke liye tadapne lagi, aur masti bhari aahen bharne lagi.

Sonu bardasht nahi kar payi, aur usne Tapu ko dhakka deke side mein lita diya. Fir wo uske upar aayi, aur uske lund par vasna bhi kisses karne lagi. Sonu ne Tapu ke lund ko muh mein liya, aur usko paaglon ki tarah choosne lagi.

Ab Tapu ka lund aur Sonu ki chut dono chudai ke liye dehak rahe the. Fir Sonu Tapu ke lund par baithi, apni chut ke dwaar ko apne hath se khola, aur usko chut ke muh par laga kar us par dheere-dheere baithne lagi.

Lund chut ke andar jaane laga, aur dono jawano ke muh se ahh ahh ki awaaze aane lagi. Kuch hi seconds mein Tapu ka sher Sonu ki gufa ke andar tha. Fir Sonu dheere-dheere aage-peeche hone lagi aur chudai shuru ho gayi.

Tapu ne Sonu ki gaand par hath rakh diye, aur usko aage-peeche hone mein support karne laga. Ab lund chut mein andar-baahar ho raha tha, aur dono jismon ko charamsukh mil raha tha.

Kuch der mein Sonu ne Tapu ki chest par apne hath rakhe, aur lund par upar-neeche hone lagi. Jab Sonu ke chootad Tapu ki jaanghon se takraate to thap-thap ki awaaz aati. Dono ko bahut maza aa raha tha.

Aise hi karte-karte dono ki speed kaati tez ho gayi. Kuch der isi position mein chudai ke baad Tapu ne jaldi se Sonu ko neeche litaya. Woh khud uske upar aake missionary position mein chodne laga.

Ab Tapu zor-zor se uski chut mein dhakke maarne laga. Sonu ne apni taangein Tapu ki kamar par lapet li, aur maze lete hue jhadne lagi. Sonu ka maal mehsoos hote hi Tapu ne speed aur badha di, aur wo bhi jhad gaya.

Ab dono shant hoke let gaye, aur ek-doosre se lipat kar so gaye. Iske aage kya hua, wo aapko agle part mein pata chalega.

Hello guys, my name is Rayaan, and I am back with a real-life incident that happened to me.

Thank you for all the support you have shown me in my previous three-part story, titled “Sex with my Tamil maid Jaya.”

Let’s get started.

I am Rayaan, a 23-year-old guy who works as a business development associate at a company in Chennai.

It was during one weekend on a Saturday afternoon. I was watching cricket on TV when my house doorbell rang. I opened the door and saw a lady-beggar asking for money. I said ‘no’ and quickly closed the door.

I continued watching cricket, and again after five minutes, the bell rang. When I opened it, it was her again. I said, “I told you, I don’t have any change to give you. Why are you troubling me?”

She replied, “Do you have anything to eat? I am hungry.”

I froze for a second and remembered that I had last night’s chapati and gravy, which I had kept for breakfast. But since it was the weekend, I woke up in the mid-afternoon. So I said, “Yes, I have some food. Wait here, I will heat it and bring it for you.”

I came back and gave her the food. She sat down to eat outside the door, but I couldn’t see her, so I said, “Come and sit in the hall and eat it.”

She first hesitated but agreed, as it was very humid outside in Chennai. I gave her a glass of water and sat down to watch cricket.

She was sitting down in front of me, having the food. I couldn’t help but notice her wet green blouse, especially in her armpits, and her dirty yellow thaali (Mangal Sutra).

Talking about her, she is 45, dark, and dusky — a typical nattukottai (village type) from Tamil Nadu. She was thick and chubby, wearing a light green saree with a dark green blouse.

The moment I saw her sweat dripping from her face through her dark, sweaty neck, I could feel my dick getting erect. I quickly decided that I wanted to fuck this beggar aunty somehow today.

So, while she was eating, I took out my phone and ordered a pack of Durex condoms, a vanilla ice cream family pack, and, of course, my favorite, a bottle of Nutella, on Zepto.

Exactly eight minutes later, it was delivered. By that time, she was done eating and was about to leave. I said, “Wait,” and handed her a bowl of ice cream.

She replied, “No sir… it’s okay… thank you.”

I said, “It’s very humid today in Chennai, and I have already put out two bowls — one for you and one for me. If you don’t eat it, it will go to waste.”

She said, “Okay,” and started to eat.

I asked about her family and her name. She said that her name is Chithra, she is 45, and her husband has been jobless since COVID. She has two children aged 8 and 10 and runs the family on the money she collects from begging.

I asked her how much she makes in a month begging. She replied, “₹5,000 to ₹7,000 rupees, sir.”

I realized that she was vulnerable and that I had a great opportunity to fuck her for some money.

I nodded, and she stood up and said, “Sir, I will wash this bowl and the plate too.”

I said, “Okay,” and showed her the way to the kitchen.

She came out of the kitchen after a few minutes and said, “Thank you for the food, sir.”

I said, “Here you go… have this ₹10.”

I gave it to her and she said, “Thank you, sir.”

She was about to leave, and then I forwarded her ₹500 and also ₹1000. Her eyes lit up, and she moved her hand forward to grab it, but I pulled it back. She looked at me.

I said, “Chithra, sit down.” She nodded and sat down.

I said, “Look, Chithra… the moment you came in, I was looking at you for the last 30 minutes… and I have to say… you have so much strength and determination to run your family. You are working so hard, even in this humid weather. And I also have to say, you look so beautiful in this saree.”

She blushed and said, “Thank you, sir. No one has told me that before… not even my husband.”

I said, “See, Chithra… I will be honest and straight with you. From the moment I saw you eating here, my dick has been erect, and I want to sleep with you.”

Her facial expression changed. She immediately stood up and walked towards the door in a rush, looking tense.

I called out to her, and she turned back. I kept both the ₹500 and ₹1000 on the table in front of me and said, “En poola umbi vidu (give me a blowjob) and take this ₹500. But if you want ₹1000, then enn kuda ullasama iru (have sex with me). This could be yours, Chithra… and I promise whatever happens here will stay between us only.”

She said, “Sir, this is wrong. I am married, and this is wrong.”

I said, “What is wrong, Chithra? I am helping you make ₹1000, which is five days of your begging amount in just a short time.”

She started to go into deep thought. I said, “See, I even have a condom. You don’t have to worry about safety either. Tell me if you are interested. If not, you can go and never ever come back here to beg.”

I kept the money on the table and said, “I am going to the kitchen now to get some water. When I come back in two minutes, if I see you still here, I will consider that you want to have sex with me. If you are not here, then I will understand that you are not interested in making quick money. The choice is yours, Chithra.”

I grabbed the money from the table and left for the kitchen.

When I came out of the kitchen after a few minutes, I saw her still standing there. So I understood that she had accepted my offer. I went near her, and she gazed down at the floor. I went closer, put my right hand behind her back on her exposed waist through her saree, and pulled her closer.

I kissed her on the lips. She did not respond properly and tried to avoid it, still hesitant. So I stepped back and said, “See, Chithra, I want to have sex with you, and we both should enjoy it. If you are not interested, you can leave.”

The moment I turned back, she held my hand. When I turned to see her, she started to remove the pin from her saree’s blouse that was attached to her shoulder. I waited for her to remove the safety pin and pin it back on her thaali (Mangal Sutra).

Once her pallu fell down, I went forward, grabbed her, and pushed her towards the wall. I started to kiss her passionately. And since she had just had ice cream, her lips were wet and sweet. I was surprised to see that even Chithra started to enjoy it and kiss me back. I escalated and continued to kiss her passionately.

I then started to kiss and lick her dark, sweaty neck. She started to exhale and whispered, “What if someone sees us?”

I said, “There is no one here, Chithra.”

I carried her in my arms to the bedroom and put her on the bed. I started to undo my shirt buttons while she was lying down on the bed, staring at me in her blouse and petticoat.

I asked, “Enna di paakure? (What are you looking at?)”

She shook her head and said, “Nothing.”

I went on top of her and started to kiss and smooch her. Now, with both my hands holding hers, finger to finger, I went all in and started to lick her sweaty neck again. I could hear her moan, “Isshhh… ssshhhh.”

I quickly tried to open the hook of her dirty green blouse but couldn’t. So I asked her to unhook her blouse, verbally abusing her: “Eh, kaltri naaya, un blouse ah kalatti vidu (Remove your blouse, you bitch).”

She said, “Why are you abusing me?”

I replied, “Nanu apdi dhaan solluven, di. Pidikila na ezhundhu po, naaya (I will talk like that only, I don’t give a damn. If you don’t like it, then get up and get lost from here, bitch).”

She said nothing and opened her blouse. She wasn’t wearing a bra.

The moment I saw those sweaty, dark, 36-sized boobs and nipples, I put my mouth on her right nipple and bit her. She screamed, “Aaahhhh! Isssh!” and held my face with her hand, saying, “Kadikathe (Don’t bite)!”

I started to squeeze her boobs with both my hands, and I could hear her moan as she lifted her eyes to look at the ceiling. After a few minutes, I quickly lay down next to her and asked her to remove my pants.

She obeyed and sat on the bed with her open blouse, her dark, sweaty, and stinky boobs hanging out. The moment she removed my pants and underwear, my penis popped out, erect.

For a moment, she just looked at it. I told her, “I know my penis size is small, but it’s powerful, so stop staring at it and suck it.”

She hesitated, and I again reminded her, “See, if you are not interested, you can walk out of here, Chithra.” The moment I said that, she quickly held my penis and started to first kiss the head, then slowly lick it.

After a few minutes, I said, “Put it completely into your mouth now.” She did exactly what I asked for.

After a few more minutes, I asked her to stand up and remove her whole saree — her blouse, saree, and petticoat. She did exactly what I asked. As she was about to lie down, I asked her to switch off the fan and AC.

She asked, “Why?”

I said, “I want us to sweat, so that I can lick your dirty, sweaty armpits and your whole body with my tongue.” She looked confused but obeyed.

The moment she lay down, I went out and brought my Nutella bottle. She asked, “What is this for?”

I said, “You will come to know now.” I took a scoop of Nutella and applied it on my penis. I asked her if she likes chocolate.

She said no.

I said, “Then you should definitely try this.” I asked her to suck my penis again, and she did it.

By the time she licked the penis filled with Nutella, she started to like it and herself asked me to apply one more layer. By the time she was done licking my penis, we both were drenched in our sweat.

She said, “Waykudhu (It’s sweating).”

I said, “I can see that, chello (baby). Don’t worry, I will lick all your sweat now.”

I made her lie down on the bed and went on top of her. I opened the bottle of Nutella, took a scoop, and first applied it on her belly button and navel. The moment I put my tongue on it, she literally moaned and started to shiver.

I used my left hand, took her right hand, and kept it over my head on my hair while I was putting my tongue into her belly button. Honestly, it stank a lot, but it made me more horny.

Once I was done licking the Nutella from her belly button, I kept putting my tongue into her belly button, and it was stinking like crazy.

Then I moved up, first bit her nipples, and then took another scoop of Nutella and applied it all over the dark portion of her nipples.

I started to suck them, and she was like, “Isshhh… aaahhhh,” while holding my face with both her hands.

Then, when I finally decided it was time for me to fuck her, I asked her to put the condom on my dick. She opened the condom pack, took one condom, and put it on my dick. Once she did it, I made her lie down and went on top of her.

I put my dick into her pussy slowly. She was moaning with her eyes closed, holding both my arms. I slowly pounded in and out, and she was moaning in pain. After a few minutes, I lay down and made her sit on top of me.

She first said no, but then I kissed her and convinced her. She said okay and sat on my dick, riding it slowly. She loved it and enjoyed riding my dick with pleasure, moaning, “Ahhh… isssshhhh.”

Then I was about to cum, so I made her lie down again and went on top of her. I fucked her in the missionary position, and in a few minutes, I came. I could see her enjoying the hot sperm releasing from my dick into the condom inside her vagina.

After I came, I fell on top of her for a while, then moved next to her. She stood up, took her blouse, and started to wear it while staring at me.

I asked her to come to me. She said, “No, it’s getting late. I have to leave. If I miss the next bus, I will get home late, and my husband will get angry.”

I asked her, “Did you enjoy it?”

She blushed and said, “Yes, I did. After a long time, I felt good while riding,” and she smiled.

I asked her to take my pants from the floor. She took them and gave them to me. I handed over ₹1500 to her. She was surprised and asked, “But you said only ₹1000.”

I said, “Keep it.”

She smiled and kept the money inside her blouse and started to drape her saree in front of my room’s mirror. I went behind her and hugged her from behind.

She blushed and smiled and said, “Enna? (What?)”

I said, “Nothing. You genuinely look beautiful and hot, Chithra.”

I gave her my number and asked her to call me when her husband is not home. She said okay, and we both exchanged our phone numbers.

Since then, at least once a week, we have sex at my place. She would not accept any sort of money from me and would say that she loves sleeping with me and the pampering I do.

For privacy reasons, I have changed her name to Chithra; her real name is not Chithra.

*****

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Aapne bete ki baat sunke main usse nazre churane lagi. Mera beta bade pyaar se mere khande sehla raha tha. Aur mere khande sehlate hue woh bola.

Mera beta – Batao naa mummy aapne mujhe kyu nahi roka? Agar aap jaag rahi thi. To aapne mujhe woh sab kyu karne diya? Batao na mummy, bolo naa.

Main (chilate hue) – Main nahi janti, nahi janti. Pata nahi maine tujhe kyu nahi roka. Magar ye sab sahi nahi hai beta.

Mera beta – Ye galat bhi to nahi hai mummy. Kyuki agar ye galat hota. To aap mujhe bahut pehle hi rok chuke hote.

Main – Tu kehna kya chahta hai?

Mera beta – Hamare beech ye sab abhi nahi, balki kai dino se chal raha hai mummy. Harr roj main aapko peeche se pakadta hu. Aapki kamar ko sehlata hu. Mera lund aapki gaand par ragadta rehta hai. Aur main janta hu. Aap bhi ye baat aache se jante ho. Magar fir bhi aapne mujhe aaj tak nahi roka

Mera beta bilkul besharam hoke. Mere samne gaand lund aur chut ki baate kar raha tha. Aur main use aankhe badi karke dekhe ja rahi thi. Kyuki ab woh khul ke sab kuch bol raha tha. Mere bete ki aankho mein ab bilkul bhi darr nahi tha.

Mera beta – Mummy main janta hu aap papa se khus nahi ho. Papa aapko woh sukh nahi de pate. Jo ek aurat aapne pati se chahti hai. Isiliye harr raat aap us nakli lund ka shara leti ho.

Jaise hi mere bete ne ye baat kahi. To main ghur ke use dekhne lagi. Fir main boli.

Main – Ye tu kya bakwaas kar raha hai? Kya tu mere kamre mein…..

Mera beta – Ha mummy aap bilkul sahi soch rahe ho. Main harr raat aapko aapke kamre mein dekhta hu. Isiliye main janta hu. Aap harr raat us nakli lund se khud ko shaant karti ho. Jise aapne almari mein rakha hai.

Aapke kamre se aati, aapki kamuk sisakiyon ko sunne ke baad main khud ko rok nahi paya. Aur jab maine aapke kamre ke ander dekha. To aap us nakli lund ko aapni chut mein daal ke khud ki garmi ko shaant kar rahi thi.

Aapne bete ki baat sunne ke baad maine aapne dono hath aapne chere par rakh liye. Main aapne bete ko dikha rahi thi. Jaise ki main sharminda ho rahi hu. Magar sach to ye tha ki main mann hi mann khus ho rahi thi.

Fir mere bete ne mere hath mere chere se hata diya. Aur mujhe dekhte hue bola.

Mera beta – Mummy aapko bilkul sharminda hone ki jarurat nahi hai. Aapne kuch bhi galat nahi kiya. Harr aurat aapne pati se jismani sukh chahti hai. Aur agar use ye sukh aapne pati se nahi milta hai. To uska aisa karna lazmi hai.

Aur aapne bhi bas khud ki khushi ke liye us nakli lund ka sahara liya hai. Jismein kuch bhi galat nahi hai. Aur Isiliye aapne bhi mujhe kabhi khud ko chune se nahi roka. Kyuki aap bhi is jismani sukh ko bhogna chahti thi. Jo papa aapko nahi de pate hai.

Aapne bete ki baat sunke main neeche dekhne lagi. Tabhi mere bete ne aapne dono hatho se mera chera pakad ke upar kiya. Fir woh meri aankho mein dekhne laga. Aur mujhe dekhte hue usne aapne hont mere honton main laga diya.

Fir woh mere honton ko chusne laga. Jab mera beta mere hont chus raha tha. To mera mann kar raha tha ki main bhi uske honton ko aapne muh mein bhar lu. Magar maine use turant hata diya. Fir main boli.

Main – Ye kya kar raha hai tu? Pagal ho kya? Ye sab theek nahi hai.

Aapni baat bolte hi main palat ke khadi ho gayi. Aur tabhi mera beta mujhse chipak gaya. Uska khada lund meri gaand mein ghusa ja raha tha. Aur uska hath meri kamar ko sehla raha tha. Tabhi woh bola.

Mera beta – Kyu mummy, kya aapka mann ye sab karne ka nahi karta?

Maine aapni bete ki baat ka koi jawab nahi diya. Aur tabhi mere bete ne aapne dono hath mere dudh par rakh diye. Fir woh mere dudh dabane laga. Aapne bete ke dudh dabane se main puri tarah garam ho gayi thi.

Meri saanse tej tej chalne lagi thi. Aur ye cheej mera beta bhi dekh raha tha. Tabhi woh bola.

Mera beta – Batao naa mummy, kya aapka mann karta? Ki koi aapko aise pyaar kare.

Main – Karta hai beta. Magar hamare beech ye sab sahi nahi hai. Maa bete ke rishte mein ye sab galat hai.

Mera beta – Agar ye sab galat hai mummy. To kyu aapne mujhe aapni chut ko sehlane se nahi roka? Kyu harr roj subha aap mere lund ko dekhte ho?

Jaise hi mere bete ne ye baat kahi. To main turant palat ke khadi ho gayi. Aur aapne bete ko dekhte boli.

Main – Ye tujhe kaise pata. Kya tu…?

Mera beta – Ha mummy itne dino se jab bhi aap mere lund ko dekhte the. Tab main jaag raha hota tha. Aur aapko aapne lund ko ghurte hue dekh raha hota tha. Aur jis tarah aap mere lund ko dekhte ho. Usse saaf saaf pata chalta hai.

Ki aap mere lund ko chuna chahte the. Aur aaj subha bhi aap bar bar aapna hath aage bada ke mera lund pakadna chahte the. Magar aap bar bar khud ko rok leti thi. Mummy aapko meri kasam sach sach batana. Aap mere lund ko chuna chahte the naa.

Aapne bete ki kasam wali baat sunke main turant bol padi.

Main – Ha chahti thi. Magar mere ander ki maa ne mujhe aisa nahi karne diya. Aur ye sahi bhi nahi hai.

Mera beta – Sahi to woh bhi nahi mummy. Jo aap aapne sath kar rahe ho. Maa hone ke sath sath aap ek aurat bhi ho. Aur aapke ander ki aurat harr us sukh ka maza lena chahti hai. Jo harr aam aurat ki jarurat hai. Isiliye aaj mere chune bhar se aapki chut pani pani ho gayi thi.

Aur jab main aapki chut ko sehla ke aapko woh maza de raha tha. Tab aap bhi khud ko rok nahi payi thi. Kyuki aapke ander ki aurat bhi us charamsukh ko bhogna chahti hai. Aur abhi bhi aap us sukh ko mehsus karna chahte ho. chahte ho naa mummy.

Main – Ha chahti hu beta. Magar hamara ye maa bete ka rishta hame is baat ki ijajat nahi deta hai.

Mera beta – Mummy maa beta ke rishta hote hue bhi hum dono itna aage badh chuke hai. Aur ye kaha likha hai ki ek beta aapni maa ko jismani sukh nahi de sakta hai. Waise bhi mummy papa to aapko ye jismani sukh bhi nahi de paate hai.

Is Saturday ko maine dekha tha ki kaise Papa aapna kaam nikal ke so gaye the. Aur aapko unhone aise hi adhura chhod diya hai. Aur unhe is baat se koi farak bhi nahi pad raha tha. Magar tab maine aapke chehre par ek udasi dekhi thi.

Jo ye saaf saaf bata rahi thi ki papa aapko satisfied nahi kar paye hai. Aur us din mujhe samajh aaya ki aap us nakli lund ka sahara kyu lete ho. Kyuki papa hamesha aapko aise hi adhura chhoda dete hai.

Isiliye us din bhi aapne bathroom mein aapni chut mein ungli karke khud ko shaant kiya tha. Aur agle din papa ke hote hue bhi aap mere kamre mein mere lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Aur jis tarah aap mere lund ko dekh rahi thi.

Use dekhkar saaf saaf pata chal raha tha ki aap mere lund ko chuna chahti hai. Aur aapko aapne lund ko ghurte dekhkar. Maine bhi soch liya tha ki ab main aapko woh jismani sukh dunga. Jo papa aapko nahi de pate hai.

Aur us din ke baad se main harr roj aage badh raha tha. Main aur bhi jayada aapna lund aapki gaand par ragad raha tha. Aur aap bhi mujhe nahi rok rahi thi mummy. Kyuki aapko bhi mere lund se maza se aa raha tha.

Aapne bete ki baat sunke main neeche dekhne lagi. Aur mann hi mann khus hone lagi. Kyuki ab kisi bhi waqt mera beta meri chudai karne wala tha. Fir mere bete ne mera chera upar kiya. Aur bola.

Mera beta – Sach sach batao mummy. Kya aaj aapko dopher mein aacha nahi laga? Jab main aapki chut ko sehla raha tha.

Main – Aacha lag raha tha beta. Magar…..

Jaise hi main aage bolne wali thi. Tabhi mere bete ne mere honton par aapni ungli rakh di. Fir woh bola.

Mera beta – Mummy agar aapko mera aapki chut sehlana aacha lag raha tha. To ab aap itna kyu soch rahi ho?

Main – Beta mujhe darr lag raha hai. Kahi ye sab tere papa ko pata chal gaya to, woh to hamari jaan hi le lenge.

Mera beta – Mummy 5 din to papa bahar hi rehte hai. Aur 2 din ghar aake bhi unhe aapki koi chinta nahi rehti thi. To aap unki kyu chinta kar rahe ho? Aap sirf aapni khushi ke bare mein socho. Aur iski shuruwat aap us adhure kaam se karo. Jo aap kab se karne ki soch rahe ho.

Main – Konsa adhura kaam beta.

Meri baat sunte hi mere bete ne aapna kaccha neeche kar diya. Aur kacche ke neeche hote hi mere bete ka mota khule supade wala lund uchal ke bahar aa gaya. Aur main uske lund ko dekhne lagi. Tabhi mera beta bola.

Mera beta – Ye hai woh adhura kaam mummy. Harr roj aap mere lund ko dekhti thi. Ise pakadna chahti thi. Magar aapke ander ki maa aapko rok leti thi. Magar aaj aap sirf aapne ander ki aurat ki baat suniye. Aur woh kariye jo aapka mann kehta hai.

Aapni baat bolte hi mere bete ne mera hath pakad ke aapne lund par rakh diya. Aur maine bhi aapne bete ka lund pakad liya. Aaj pehli bar maine aapne pati ke alawa koi aur lund chua tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko pakad ke pata chal raha tha.

Ki ek jawan lund kaisa hota. Mere bete ka lund pather ki tarah sakhat tha. Aur woh ek dum garam pada hua tha. 1 minute tak to main sirf use pakde rahi. Aur meri nazar aapne bete ke lund se hatt hi nahi rahi thi. Fir main uske lund ko upar neeche karne lagi.

Mera beta mujhe hi dekh raha tha. Aur main uske lund ko upar neeche kiye ja rahi thi. Mere bete ka lund itna tight ho raha tha ki upar neeche karne par bhi uska supada band nahi ho raha tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko dekh dekhkar mere muh mein pani aa raha tha. Tabhi woh bola.

Mera beta – Kaisa laga mummy.

Main – Bahut aacha hai beta.

Mera beta – Pasand aaya aapko.

Main – Bahut beta.

Mera beta – To mummy kya aap ise bhi waise hi pyaar karogi? Jaise aap Saturday ko papa ka lund muh mein leke pyaar kar rahi thi.

Mera beta mujhe aapna lund chusne ke liye keh raha tha. Aur main to khud uska lund muh mein lene ke liye pagal ho rahi thi. Aapne bete ki baat sunte hi main smile karne lagi. Aur tabhi mere bete ne aapne hont mere honton se laga diya.

Fir woh mere honton ko chusne laga. Aur is bar main bhi aapne bete ke honton ko chuste hue uska lund sehlane lagi. Mere honton ko chuste hue mere bete ne meri saree ka pallu hata diya. Fir woh mere dudh blouse ke upar se jor jor se dabane laga.

Main to pehle se hi garam ho rahi thi. Aur ab meri chut bhi geeli hone lagi thi. Kuch der aapne bete ke honton ko chusne ke baad main alag ho gayi. Aur alag hote hi main ghutno ke bal neeche beth gayi.

Aur neeche bethte hi maine aapne bete ka kaccha pakad ke pura nikal diya. Aur kacche ke nikalte hi maine aapne bete ka lund pakad liya. Mere bete ka lund mere muh ke ek dum pass tha. Aur uske supade se aati tej mehak mere ander ki garmi ko aur bada rahi thi.

Fir maine aapne bete ka lund turant muh mein daal liya. Fir main bade pyaar se uska lund chusne lagi. Aaj ek naye ka lund swaad mere muh mein aa raha tha. Aur aapne bete ka lund chusne mein mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha.

Mera beta aaram se khada hua tha. Aur main gapa gap uske lund ko chuse ja rahi thi. Meri jeebh muh ke ander hi mere bete ke supade par ghum rahi thi. Aur mere bete ke lund ka swaad aur uski sakhti meri kaamvasna ko bada rahi thi.

Itna maza mujhe kabhi aapne pati ka lund chusne mein bhi nahi aaya tha. Jitna maza mujhe aapne bete ka chusna mein aa raha tha. Mere pati kuch hi der ke liye aapna lund mere muh mein dete the. Kyuki meri chusai woh jayada bardaasht nahi kar pate the.

Meri chusai se unka pani jaldi hi nikalne lagta tha. Aur yaha mera beta aaram se khada hua tha. Aur main uska lund chuse ja rahi thi. Aapne bete ko dekhkar main itna to samajh gayi thi ki mera beta pehle bhi chudai ka maza le chuka.

Warna pehli bar koi bhi ladka itni nahi tik pata hai. Mere bete ka lund mere thuk se pura geela ho gaya tha. Kuch der lund chusne ke baad jab maine aapne bete ka lund aapne muh se nikala. To meri laar uske lund se neeche girne lagi.

Fir mere bete ne mujhe khada kar diya. Aur woh mujhe dekhne laga. Mere muh ke aas pass thuk hi thuk laga hua tha. Mera beta mujhe hi dekhe ja raha tha. Shayad mera beta meri aankho mein us tadap ko dekh sakta tha. Jo mere pati kabhi nahi dekh paye the.

Fir mujhe dekhte hue mere bete ne aapne hont fir se mere honton mein laga diye. Aur hum dono paglo ki tarah ek dusre ke honton ko chusne lage. Main aapne bete ke honton ko chuste hue uska lund aage peeche karne lagi.

Aur jo laar uske lund se latak rahi thi. Use aapne bete ke lund par malne lagi. Fir kuch der mere honton ko chusne ke baad mere bete ne meri saree pakdi. Aur woh use ghuma ghuma ke nikalne laga.

Aur main bhi aapni saree nikalne mein aapne bete ki madad karne lagi. Aur kuch hi seconds mein meri saree nikal ke mere bete ne use zameen par daal diya. Fir usne mujhe ghuma ke slaap par jhuka diya.

Aur ab mera beta mera paticot upar karne laga. Aur peticot ke upar hote hi meri nangi gaand mere bete ke samne aa gayi. Meri nangi gaand dekhte hi mera beta meri gaand dabane laga. Aur woh bar bar meri gaand ko faila ke dekhne laga.

Aur main samajh gayi ki mera beta kya dekh raha hai. Isiliye maine khud aapni taange chhodi karke aapni gaand faila li. Aur ab mere bete ko meri gaand aur chut dono saaf saaf dikhne lagi. Main aankhe band karke waise hi khadi rahi.

Fir kuch der meri gaand se khelne ke baad mere bete ne aapna muh sidha meri gaand mein laga diya. Aur jaise hi mere bete ki jeebh meri gaand ke ched par lagi. To mere muh se ummmmm ki awaaj nikal gayi. Mera beta bade pyaar se meri gaand ko chaatne laga.

Aaj pehli bar mujhe gaand chatai ka sukh mil raha tha. Mere pati to dhang se meri chut tak nahi chaat te the. Mera beta meri gaand ko paglo ki tarah chaat raha tha. Vikram ne sach kaha tha. Sirf mere haa karne ki der thi. Uske baad mera beta mujhe woh maza dega.

Jo mere pati ne bhi aaj tak nahi diya tha. Mera beta meri gaand ko dabate hue aapni jeebh chalaye ja raha tha. Use dekhkar aisa lag raha tha. Jaise ki woh meri gaand mein ghus jana chahta hai. Mere bete ki gaand chatai se meri chut pani pani ho rahi thi.

Aur ab main bas aapne bete ka garam aur mota lund aapni chut mein lena chahti thi. Meri gaand ko chaat te chaat te mera beta aapni jeebh meri chut par chalane laga. Aur jaise hi mere bete ki jeebh meri chut par lagi. To main moan karne lagi.

Meri kamuk awaajo ko sunke mera beta samajh gaya tha ki mujhe chut chatwane mein maza aa raha hai. Fir woh aur jaldi jaldi meri chut par aapni jeebh chalane laga. Mera beta meri chut se nikal rahe pani ko chaat raha tha.

Aur main halke halke aapne charamsukh ki taraf badh rahi thi. Fir kuch der chut chaatne ke baad mera beta khada ho gaya. Aur uske khade hote hi main bhi ghum ke khadi ho gayi. Mera beta khada hua mujhe hi dekh raha tha.

Aur main aapne bete ke lund ko dekh rahi thi. Jo khada khada jhatke maar raha tha. Hum dono ki garam saanse tej tej chal thi. Aur hum dono ek dusre ko dekhe ja rahe the. Hamare beech ab baat nahi ho rahi thi. Magar hum dono is waqt puri tarah garam ho chuke the.

Fir mere bete ne aapne dono hatho se mera blouse pakad liya. Aur ek jhatke ke sath mera blouse kheech diya. Blouse ke kheecte hi blouse ke sare huk tut gaye. Mera blouse samne se khul gaya.

Blouse ke khulte hi mere bade bade dudh bahar nikal ke latakne lage. Aur main aapne bete ko dekhne lagi. Fir mere bete ne mere dono dudh ko pakad liya. Aur ek dudh ko muh mein leke. Woh dusre dudh ko dabane laga.

Mera beta ek chote bacche ki tarah mera dudh chus raha tha. Bas farak itna sa tha ki aaj uske dudh chusne par meri chut uska lund maang rahi thi. Main aapne bete ke sir ko sehla rahi thi. Mera beta bari bari se mere dono dudh ko chus raha tha.

Kuch der mere dudh chusne ke baad mere bete ne mujhe utha ke slaap par bitha diya. Aur slaap par bithate hi mere bete ne meri dono taange mod ke slaap par rakh di. Fir woh mera peticot upar karne laga. Aur jaise hi mera peticot upar hua.

To meri chut ka khula hua muh mere bete ke samne aa gaya. Aur meri chut dekhte hi mera beta fir se aapna muh meri chut par lagane laga. Aur jaise mere bete ka muh meri chut ke pass aaya. To maine uska sir pakad ke aapni chut par laga diya.

Mera beta fir se meri chut chaatne laga. Aur main uske sir ko aapni chut par dabane lagi. Mere bete ki garam jeebh meri chut ke ander ghum rahi thi. Aur ab mujhse bhi khud ko rok pana muskil ho raha tha. Mere bete ki jeebh ne mujhe pagal kar diya tha.

Mera beta aapni jeebh ko bar bar meri chut mein daal nikal raha tha. Aisa lag raha tha. Mera beta aapni jeebh se meri chudai kar raha tha. Aur mujhe uski jeebh ki chudai bahut aachi lag rahi thi.

Fir kuch der baad main jor se aapne bete ka sir aapni chut par dabane lagi. Aur woh jaldi jaldi aapni jeebh chalane laga. Aur kuch seconds ke baad mera pani nikal gaya. Maine pehle bhi aapna pani kai bar nikala tha.

Magar jis tarah mere bete ne meri chut chaat ke mera pani nikala tha. Aisa sukh mujhe aaj tak nahi mila tha. Mera beta abhi bhi meri chut ko chaat raha tha. Aur main uska sir sehlaye ja rahi thi. Mera beta meri chut ko chaat chaat ke saaf kar raha tha.

Fir meri chut ko saaf karne ke baad mera beta khada ho gaya. Aur woh aapna lund meri chut par lagane laga. Aur chut par lund lagate hue woh mere honton ko chusne laga. Mere bete ka lund meri chut par laga hua tha.

Aur woh halke halke meri chut mein ghus raha tha. Mere honton ko chusne ke baad mera beta alag ho gaya. Aur aapne lund ko pakad ke meri chut par maarne laga. Main dekh rahi thi. Mera beta theek se khada nahi ho pa raha tha. Tabhi main boli.

Main – Beta ander kamre mein chale.

Meri baat sunte hi mere bete ne mujhe aise hi aapni ghod mein utha liya. Fir woh mujhe leke kamre mein aa gaya. Aur kamre mein laate hi usne mujhe bed par lita diya. Bed par let te hi main aapne bete ko dekhte hue aapne peticot ka nada kholne lagi.

Aur peticot ka nada khulte hi mere bete ne mera peticot pakad ke nikal diya. Ab main aur mera beta ek dusre ke samne pure nange ho chuke the. Peticot ke nikalte hi maine aapni taange faila li. Fir mere bete ne meri taang pakad ke mujhe kinare kheech liya.

Mera beta bed ke neeche khada hua tha. Aur uska lund ek saanp ki tarah fan failye khada hua tha. Jo meri chut mein jaane ke liye puri tarah tayar tha. Aur aapne bete se jayada main uska lund lene ki machal rahi thi.

Aapne bete ko dekhte hue maine aapni ek taang uske khande par rakh di. Fir mere bete ne aapna lund meri chut par lagaya. Aur bade aaram aaram se usne aapna pura lund meri chut mein daal diya. Meri chut to pehle se hi pani pani ho rahi thi.

Isiliye bade pyaar se mere bete ka pura lund ander chala gaya. Magar mere bete ka lund kafi mota tha. Aur main aapni chut mein aapne bete ke lund ka ek ek inch mehsus kar rahi thi. Jaise jaise mere bete ka lund meri chut mein ja raha tha.

To mere muh se ummm ummmm ummmm ki awaaj nikal rahi thi. Fir mere bete ne aapne khande par rakhi meri taang ko pakad liya. Fir bade pyaar se woh aapne lund ko ander bahar karne laga. Jaise jaise mere bete ka lund meri chut mein ander bahar ho raha tha.

Waise waise meri chut se chap chap chap ki awaaj nikal rahi rahi thi. 5-6 bar aaram aaram se aapna lund ander bahar karne ke baad mere beta jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Aur kamre mein thap thap thap thap ki awaaje gunjne lagi.

Aur mere muh se ‘Aah’ ki awaaje nikalne lagi. Main aankhe band kiye aapne bete ke lund ka maza le rahi thi. Uske harr dhakke se mere dudh jor jor se upar neeche ho rahe the. Fir mere bete ne meri taang aapne khande se utar di.

Aur maine aapni dono taange puri fail li. Fir mera beta mere upar jhuk ke jaldi jaldi dhakke lagane laga. Maine aapne bete ko khud se chipak se liya. Aur main neeche se kamar utha utha ke aapne bete ka sath dene lagi.

Hum dono ko chudai mein bahut maza aa raha tha. Mera ruke bina dhakke lagaye ka raha tha. Aur main moan kiye ja rahi thi. Abhi hame chudai karte hue kuch hi der hui thi ki tabhi mera mobile bajne laga.

Hello all, this is a continuation of my previous story. Thanks for taking the time to give me feedback. Unfortunately, I couldn’t continue writing due to personal commitments.

Back to business, after that crazy session at the movie theatre. We left for home. My wife was so horny that day, she was rubbing her hands all over me in the theatre even after I cum. My sister-in-law was giving me death stares. She was getting hot at the same time, biting her lips.

She was staring at me like she was the one who was touching me. I was enjoying the touches and stares. On my return trip home, my wife said she would join me on my bike even though she was wearing a saree.

My sister-in-law, getting jealous, convinced my wife that the route was very bumpy and she should take the car. Finally, my wife agreed and didn’t want to make anyone suspicious. My wife was making striking eye contact with me.

She was behaving extremely slutty with me, touching me unnecessarily, holding my hands in front of everyone. She was feeding me snack bites and touching my skin through my shirt buttons.

My sister-in-law got on the bike with me; this time, she was bolder. She was a completely different person to me. She was sitting very close to me, pressing her boobs against my back. Her one hand was on my thighs, and the other one on my abs.

Whenever I drove into less crowded streets, she would let her hands slip and brush my hard dick. My boner was going crazy through my pants. I was waiting for the moment to get alone with her. While I was on the way, my wife called her sister’s mobile and asked us to buy some stuff at the mall nearby.

My sister-in-law was excited as she was going to spend some time alone with me. She told my wife that traffic was very bad and that we would be late reaching home. My happiness was over the rooftop as well. We went to the mall parking lot. It was extremely dark where I parked my bike.

Sankari: So, what are we going to do?

She stepped down from the bike, came extremely close, right hand holding my hands and fingers, and the left hand holding my elbow.

Me: What do you mean? Let us buy all the stuff and go home soon.

Sankari: What fun would that be?

Me: Okay, what do you have in mind?

Sankari: We will stay here for 2 hours.

Me: And do what?

Sankari: For 2 hours, think that I am your girlfriend.

Me: And do what? (smiling)

Sankari: Anything you want.

She said this and rubbed her finger on my dick using her right hand.

Me: Do you want it?

Sankari: Yes, I want to feel it with my lips.

Me: I can’t wait to feel you over me.

As I entered the mall, I got 2 face masks. We both wore them to avoid getting caught by known faces. We were roaming around like a couple of teens who fell in love. She asked me to hold her hips while walking. She was wearing the same red tops, and her structure was crazy.

All the guys passing by were looking at my hand holding her hip. I could feel everybody was jealous of how I managed such a hottie. I told her the same, and she asked me, “Are you not proud that your girlfriend is pretty and hot?” I said, “I feel possessive that other men are watching her.”

She replied, “They can watch, but I am yours today.” Her words and her eyes were making me crave her body. I took her to a floor where the construction was long overdue. There was a place near the staircase, away from the lifts. We removed our masks, and I hugged her.

I was very nervous, and I started shivering; she was also afraid and shivering. I asked her if she was okay and if she wanted this. She nodded. When I hugged her, my hands were squeezing her hips and ass. So I had a hard-on already. I pushed her against the wall and placed my bulge between her legs.

I lifted her hands above her head using my one hand. My other hand started feeling her skin from her ears, face, lips, neck and breast. I squeezed it and left my finger circling over her nipples above her dress. She turned super horny and was giving slutty expressions.

I slid my face into her neck and started feeling her neck and skin above her breast with my nose. She started moaning and said, “I want to touch you.” I released the hold above her head and guided her hand over my pants. She grabbed my dick a couple of times.

As soon as she thought it was strong, she started kneeling. She unzipped me, loosened my belt and pulled my pants down. I pulled her face over my underwear, and she started using her tongue on my hard-on and thighs. I held her hair and started thrusting.

She used her hands to flip me to the other side, pushed me to the wall, and pulled my underwear off, too. My dick was out in the cold, rock as ever. She started sucking me like fucking slut. She used her tongue to roll over my dick. Her saliva was dripping from her lips onto my entire dick in no time.

She was constantly looking at my eyes and was asking me if I liked it. I said, “Yes, don’t stop till I cum.” She kept at it, and my dick was growing bigger and bigger. She said, “Are you this hard when you fuck my sister, too?” I jokingly said, “I am bigger than this sometimes.”

She got angry and grabbed my ass and took me so deep in her throat. That’s it, I had a full erection. She kept chewing and licking it like chocolate ice cream and a lollipop. My dick occasionally made a dent in her cheeks. It was fucking sexy to watch her big mouth with bright red lipstick wide open.

I couldn’t hold on anymore, and I splashed in her mouth. Trust me, my dick stroked on its own during the ejaculation more than 10 times inside her mouth. She took the entire thing down her throat and stood up. We both looked so tired.

I pulled my pants, and my wife called my sister-in-law over the mobile again. She asked her why it was taking so long. She gave some silly reasons. My wife wanted to talk to me. She kept the phone on speaker and started kissing me on my cheeks and lips playfully.

My wife thought she was only talking to me. She said that she was wearing my favourite black slip inside the nightie. And that she is waiting for me and touching herself. I told her I will come soon.

As soon as I disconnected, my sister-in-law said, “I don’t care how. You will not fuck her tonight. I have a slip too. I will be wearing it and waiting in my room. I am your wife today. Fuck me tonight like I am yours.”

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Continuing from the last part.

It took Nisha around 5 minutes to fully recover from the huge orgasm she had just received from Sameer. She hugged Sameer, and they locked their lips. They were both fully naked, and their strong hug was releasing a lot of heat.

Sameer looked into her eyes and touched Nisha’s pussy gently. Nisha looked at him with a smile, but with questioning eyes.

Sameer said- This is still so hot and wet, and I am feeling so thirsty.

Nisha shyly smiled and replied- Who is stopping you, jaanu. Eat me and quench your thirst as much as you want.

Then she looked at me and asked me to come near her. I went to her and stood beside her on her right. She raised her right leg and asked me to hold her thigh high in the air. I held her thigh. Due to this, her pussy opened in a very inviting state for Sameer.

She smiled and asked Sameer to come closer. Sameer came closer to her and sat on his knees. He moved forward a bit and came between her thighs. His face was just a couple of inches away from Nisha’s wet pussy. He started kissing and licking Nisha’s inner thighs.

As he was kissing and licking so close to her pussy, Nisha was getting aroused as hell. She was expecting that Sameer would kiss her pussy anytime. But Sameer was teasing her. He was kissing and licking everywhere on her thighs, just around her pussy.

Nisha could not take it anymore. She put both her hands over his head. Sameer raised his head upwards to look at her. Nisha pulled his face towards herself and put his mouth over her dripping wet pussy. Sameer also could not hold himself back now. He was thirsty and dying to eat Nisha’s pussy.

He put both his hands on Nisha’s huge ass cheeks and pulled her towards himself with full force. He opened his mouth and took Nisha’s whole pussy in. Sameer started rolling his wet tongue all over Nisha’s pussy lips, and even inside through the opening.

Nisha went mad with pleasure. She put both her hands over his head and pressed them towards her pussy with full force.

Sameer was literally eating her pussy now. He inserted his tongue deep inside her pussy. As I was holding her right thigh high in the air, her pussy was wide open, and Sameer’s tongue was reaching every inch deep inside of it.

Nisha’s eyes were closed, and her fingers were rolling in Sameer’s hair. She was now moaning heavily. Her face was showing signs of receiving ultimate pleasure. I was also going crazy seeing her. Cuckold husband inside me was getting extreme pleasure seeing her facial expressions.

I got so lost in seeing and enjoying the expressions on her face that my grip on her thigh became loose. It disturbed the flow of pleasure Nisha was receiving.

Nisha angrily opened her eyes and shouted at me- You loser, can’t you even hold my leg properly?

I immediately lifted her thigh properly, and Nisha mumbled a few angry words at me. Then she closed her eyes again and went back to enjoying her pussy being eaten literally by Sameer. Suddenly, Sameer placed his left hand on her back and held her tight with it.

Then he brought his right hand forward. Before we could understand anything, Sameer inserted his right hand’s middle finger in Nisha’s dripping wet pussy. Nisha exclaimed in shock, but Sameer continued eating her pussy, and also started finger fucking her.

Nisha was in the 7th sky of pleasure. She spread her pussy lips open with both her hands. Sameer took her clit inside his mouth and started sucking it like a candy. His lips, tongue and mouth were all eating her pussy. His hand was running like a machine as he finger-fucked her.

Nisha went crazy, and her moans were so loud now. I could see intense expressions on her face, and I knew she was going to explode any second.

She was moaning hard. After a few seconds, she screamed- Sameer, I am cumming, I am cumming.

And then it happened. She exploded. She was cumming with her eyes closed. I was watching her red face in disbelief, because she was looking like a goddess of love. This was an ultimate erotic scene of pure pleasure.

She could not take it anymore and put both her hands on Sameer’s head. She pulled him towards herself, filling the whole of her pussy inside his mouth once again. Her body was shaking with heavy jolts. It was waving like a dancing mermaid as she came heavily once again with yet another heavenly orgasm.

She kept holding Sameer’s head until her orgasm was fully over and she regained her senses. She was still breathing hard, and her huge boobs were going up and down. Sameer stood up and came closer to her.

I thought that she might take a break now. But to my shock, she pulled Sameer towards herself and said- “Fuck me. Fuck me. Come on, Sameer Fuck me.

We both were shocked to see how aroused she was. She took Sameer’s throbbing cock in both her hands and said- Come on, Sameer. I need this monster inside me. Right now. Please.

Sameer asked her- Can I bring the condom first? It’s just in the next room.

Nisha replied- No. I can’t wait that long. I need it now. Please Sameer.

Before Sameer could say anything, she pulled him even closer to herself and started rubbing his cock’s tip over her pussy and clit.

Nisha asked me to sit down on the floor on my knees. Once I sat down, she lifted her thigh and put her foot over my hands.

Nisha looked at me and said- Hold my leg properly this time.

From that angle, I was able to get even a better look at Nisha’s pussy. She was still rubbing Sameer’s cock’s tip over her pussy.

Sameer asked her- Are you ready, darling?

Nisha replied- yes. Please give it to me. All of it.

In a sudden move, Sameer gave a strong push to his mighty cock. As Nisha’s pussy was already so wet, Sameer’s cock slipped almost completely inside it with just one strong push.

Although this was not their first encounter, Nisha was not used to taking as big a cock as that of Sameer’s.

She screamed in pain- aaaahhhhh Sameer. Mar gayi uffff. I will die in pain.

Sameer was an expert and knew how to handle this situation. He did not pull his cock out. Instead, he hugged her tight, inserting it further deeply inside. He started smooching her lips. Signs of pain could be clearly seen on Nisha’s face. Sameer kept holding her like that for many minutes.

Finally, Nisha became a little relaxed. Sameer asked her- Are you ok, darling?

Nisha replied- I don’t know.

Sameer- Shall we continue?

Nisha nodded her head in agreement.

Sameer smiled and started moving himself back and forth slowly. Nisha was still in pain, but it looked like it was not as unbearable as it was in the first push.

Slowly, signs of pain started vanishing from her face and signs of joy started to appear.

Sameer realised this and started increasing the speed of his thrusts.

Within a couple of minutes, Nisha started enjoying it completely. Her facial expressions were telling it all.

She moaned and exclaimed- Sameer! I have never enjoyed getting fucked like this. Your big monster is reaching the limits of my pussy.

Sameer looked at her and started kissing her lips. Due to that, his speed became a bit slower.

Nisha exclaimed- No, please don’t slow down. Fuck me harder. Fuck me harder.

Sameer got thrilled listening to her words. He increased his speed and started fucking her wildly.

Nisha went mad with pleasure- ohhhhh Sameer. fuck me like that .. fucck me harder ..don’t stop ..don’t stop.

From the floor, I was seeing all that wild action, and it was making my cock shake with excitement.

Nisha was moaning hard and almost screaming with pleasure. To enhance her pleasure, Sameer asked her- Do you remember what I told you last time?

Nisha said- No. Please remind me.

Sameer- I told you who you are.

Nisha- Who am I?

Sameer- You are my whore.

Nisha- Oh, Sameer. Yeah, I am your whore, your slut … fuck me like a whore.

Sameer was giving thrusts with full force and speed. He was inserting his full cock inside, taking it out almost 90% and then inserting all of it repeatedly.

I could see his huge cock going inside and opening Nisha’s pussy wide open, again and again.

Nisha was going mad with pleasure, and Sameer’s abusive talk was increasing that pleasure manifold for her.

Sameer kept fucking her hard in that position for around 20 minutes.

He then pulled his cock out. Before Nisha could ask her anything, he turned her around and pushed her towards the wall. He signalled me to lift her leg once again.

I took her foot again in my hands, and Sameer then came closer to her, and from behind pushed his cock again inside her wet pussy. All of it with just one hard push.

Nisha exclaimed- ohhh Sameer jaanu. This is such a hot position.

Sameer- It’s called “lizard” position, jaan. I am gonna show you heaven in this.

Nisha- ohhhhh jaanu. I was thinking you were going to make me your bitch. But you made me a lizard.

Sameer started fucking her hard with strong thrusts. From that angle, the opening and closing of Nisha’s pussy looked so hot and wild.

Sameer again started talking abusively.

Sameer- you slutty shameless whore. You have no shame.

Nisha- ohhh, Sameer. Why do you say that?

Sameer- you are getting fucked like a cheap whore in front of your husband. You shameless bitch.

Nisha- he doesn’t mind jaanu. fuck me in front of him or behind his back. He is happy in both cases.

Sameer- so what if he is a cuck? Does that give you a license to become shameless?

Nisha- ohhh God. It’s not my fault. He has turned me into a slut. His desire to see me getting fucked by a Greek god like you.

Sameer- is it only his desire?

Nisha- Not anymore. More than him, it’s my desire now. So fuck me hard. harder ..faster.

Their hot talk was exciting for both of them, pushing them further to their limits. Sameer kept fucking Nisha for 20 more minutes in that same position.

All the time, they were talking dirty while ignoring me completely.

Suddenly, Sameer’s face became red and hard. He asked her- Where do you want it?

Nisha- Oh God, Sameer. Are you cumming?

Sameer- Yeah, yeah. I am going to cum!

Nisha- Oh, jaanu. Don’t waste it. I need it deep inside me. Cumm inside my pussy.

Sameer- What about you?

Nisha- I have no count how many times I have cum already. So don’t worry about me.

Sameer- But I want you to cum with me.

Saying that he went full throttle and started fucking Nisha like a machine. Nisha also put her hand on her clit and started rubbing herself hard.

Within 2 minutes, Nisha was on the edge. She screamed- yeah, Sameer. I am cumming. I am cumming. Let’s cum together. Come on.

Sameer gave a few last strong pushes in her pussy and then one deep last push. He kept his cock deep inside her pussy and hugged her tightly.

He exploded deep inside her, and Nisha also reached her climax.

She screamed- Ah, Sameer. I am cumming!

Sameer came deep inside her. His cock was ejaculating loads of thick cream, and Nisha stood still. She wanted to feel his hot cream dripping inside her while enjoying her own orgasm. Seeing that wild scene, I got so excited that I also cum without even touching myself.

Finally, Sameer pulled his cock out of Nisha’s pussy. A few drops of Sameer’s cum dripped down on the floor from Nisha’s pussy. Nisha turned around and hugged Sameer and locked lips with him.

After a few minutes, they looked at me. Realising that I had also cum just watching them, both started smiling, looking at me. In fact, Nisha started to giggle, looking at my condition.

Nisha then turned to Sameer and said- Jaanu, I am feeling cold in here now. Can we go to the room, please?

Sameer looked at me, and I nodded my head in affirmation. Nisha wrapped herself in the towel again, and we all walked out of the bathroom. Nisha asked me if I could bring some coffee or tea. Interestingly, she didn’t ask Sameer, though it was his house.

I asked Sameer where to find the coffee. He told me the way to the kitchen and also where to find the coffee maker and the ingredients. I walked out my way to the kitchen. It took me around 10 minutes to prepare the coffee.

When I came back, Nisha and Sameer were in bed, covering themselves with a quilt. They were still hugging each other’s naked bodies. I offered them coffee. After drinking coffee, Nisha stood up from the bed and went to the washroom to pee.

Sameer looked at me and said- What’s up, Prashant. You look a bit upset. Is there something bothering you?

I hesitantly replied- No, Sameer. I am fine.

Sameer- No. I can tell by your face. Tell me what it is?

I said- I don’t know. But she is completely ignoring me. Do you think she is still being kinky and teasing me, or is it that she doesn’t care about me at all? Sometimes I feel my presence or absence doesn’t matter to her anymore.

Sameer replied- Honestly speaking, even I felt that. Her behaviour is really surprising me today.

I said- I think I have no right to be upset. I think I asked for it.

Sameer- Come on. Everything you did was for her pleasure. Also, whatever she has been doing was for your pleasure. She has been enjoying the pleasure and behaving kinkily for your fantasy. But now I think she is crossing the line.

I said- you really think so?

Sameer- yes. But if you want, we can punish her and bring her back to the right path.

I asked- how?

Sameer smiled- don’t worry. We will punish her in a way that even from it she will get pleasure.

I asked- But what exactly?

Sameer- leave that to me. You remember that from now on, you are going to get actively involved instead of being a bystander.

I said- omg. Are we going to have a threesome?

Sameer- Yes, my friend. That is exactly what we are going to have.

He gave me a desensitising cream and asked me to go to the washroom once Nisha comes back. I was supposed to put the cream on my penis so that it could delay my ejaculation.

Nisha came out in 5 minutes, and I stepped inside and gently massaged my penis with the cream. I came out after a couple of minutes.

Sameer asked Nisha- Hope you are feeling fresh now.

Nisha smiled- yes, and energised too.

Sameer- Shall we begin then?

Nisha- I can’t wait.

Sameer- ok sweetheart. This time I have a surprise for you.

Nisha asked- What is it.

Sameer gave her a blindfold and asked her to wear it.

Nisha wore the blindfold, and Sameer asked her to climb the massage table. When Nisha climbed it, Sameer asked her to bend in the doggy position, in the same way in which she had gifted him her ass before. Nisha poked her ass upwards, and I was standing just behind her.

Sameer then asked me, Prashant, she said, “Naa, you are her slave and only her ass is for you. She also complimented you for eating her ass well.”

I nodded my head.

Well, then you are going to do the same again. This time, she is offering her ass to you in its full glory.

Nisha smiled and asked- Is this the surprise you were talking about, Sameer?

Sameer- no, for that you will have to wait a little jaan.

Nisha replied- ok jaanu, as you say.

Nisha lowered her head and waited for her surprise.

Sameer signalled me, and I came forward. Nisha’s huge ass was all in front of me, and her cute asshole was inviting me with its full charm and attraction.

I was standing spellbound, looking at the beauty of her huge, voluptuous ass. From that angle, I could even see Nisha’s lovely pussy also peeping out a bit. I went near and took a strong kiss on her cute asshole.

Then I took a big swipe with my tongue, from her pussy all the way up to her ass. Nisha let out a loud moan, and her body shook with excitement. I didn’t wait and put my hand on her huge ass cheeks, and started eating her asshole right away.

I strengthened my grip on her ass by putting my hands on her back, and pulled her ass towards myself. I locked my mouth on her asshole with full force and started licking and tongue fucking it wildly.

Nisha moaned in pleasure and said- Oh my dear cuck hubby, you have become a wonderful ass licker and eater.

Sameer interrupted- Nisha, you can’t stay quiet even for a moment naa. I need to do something about it.

Before Nisha could say anything, Sameer pushed his mighty cock in her mouth and filled it deep into her throat, and started fucking in her mouth with slow speed.

After making sure Nisha could not speak with her choked throat, Sameer signalled me to stand up. He gave me a bottle of lubricant and asked me to pour it on my cock and over Nisha’s asshole. I kept pouring it until almost half the bottle was empty.

I was standing so close to Nisha. Sameer signalled me to put my cock on Nisha’s asshole and give a strong push.

Although Sameer was talking to me in signals only, Nisha could sense what was going on. But she could not speak or stop us because her mouth was filled with Sameer’s mighty cock.

Nisha had never fucked in her asshole before, and her body started shaking in fear and anticipation. But I was determined to inaugurate her ass opening with my lubricated cock.

In normal conditions, I would have cummed too quickly, but this time I had recently ejaculated, and also my cock had been desensitised by the delay cream.

I gave a strong push. Due to extreme lubrication, my cock penetrated more than half into her ass in just one push.

Nisha felt such intense pain that she let go of Sameer’s cock and screamed – “ohhhh jaanu main mar gayi .. aahhhh”. Sameer, you bastard, this is the surprise you two had planned for me.

Sameer smiled and said- Yes. Sometimes bitches like you need a little brutality to show them their place.

She was still in pain and wanted to say something. But Sameer quickly filled her mouth with his mighty cock again. He signalled me to ignore her pain and fuck her full throttle.

I started moving my cock back and forth. Due to a huge amount of lubricant, my cock was easily going in and out. After some time, Nisha’s pain also faded, and she started enjoying herself. To double her pleasure, Sameer also started fucking in her mouth.

Both of us were fucking her in rhythm now. Nisha was experiencing double penetration and a threesome for the first time. This was also the first time she was getting fucked in her ass, and I was happy that I was the first one to inaugurate her ass opening.

Sameer started talking dirty again.

Sameer- You see Prashant. These sluts need to be treated like real bitches sometimes. 2 minutes ago, she was screaming in pain, and see how much she is enjoying her ass being fucked.

I said- you are right, bro. I love her so much that I could never even think of being brutal with her. But I think she likes being treated like a whore.

Sameer- that is because she is a whore. A real slut who needs countless cocks in all her holes.

I asked- really? Is that what she wants?

Sameer- I am sure she would even love a gangbang with 5 or even with 10 men fucking her together. You don’t worry, one day I will arrange a few more guys who will fuck her like a real slut.

Nisha was also getting super aroused listening to our conversation. Our cocks were fucking her with full speed and power now. We kept fucking her for 10 minutes nonstop in that position.

Sameer then changed the position. We all came to bed. We made Nisha lie between us on her side. Sameer hugged her from the front, and I hugged her from the back. Sameer lifted her leg and inserted his throbbing cock inside her pussy.

From behind her, I inserted my cock in her asshole, and then both of us started fucking her with wild thrusts. Nisha was going mad with pleasure.

She moaned- Oh, both of you, my jaanus. You are giving me pleasures I had never experienced before. First time I am being fucked in my ass and first time I am experiencing a dp and a threesome. fuck me. fuck me harder, both of you.

She was totally covered on both parts with our bodies, and our cocks were fucking her like machines. We kept fucking her for 20 minutes in that position, and we all kept talking dirty all that time.

Finally, I was the first one to cum. I cum heavily in Nisha’s ass, filling it with my cream. Soon after, Sameer and Nisha also cum hard together. Once again, Sameer filled her pussy with his thick cream.

We kept lying there for around 5 minutes. Nisha turned around and hugged me. She was so tired that she didn’t even bother to clean herself and quickly fell asleep. Sameer got up from the bed and said- Prashant, I think she is hell tired. Right now, she needs nothing but some sleep.

I replied- yes, you are right. Shall we leave her alone?

Sameer- No. Now she needs you. She is no longer the hotwife she was a few minutes ago. Now she is the same old loving wife of yours, and she needs you by her side. So you two sleep together. I am going to my room. See you in the morning.

I replied- ok Sameer. Thanks for everything.

Sameer smiled and walked out of the room. Nisha was in a deep sleep by now. I covered her and myself properly with the quilt, and soon after, I also fell asleep.

So guys, this is the end of this part. Please do share your feedback with me. Depending on your feedback only, I will decide whether to continue the story or wind it up here. My email is [email protected].

My name is Ram. I was working in Mumbai from 2016 to 2020, and I had a colleague there named Roshni. She was a digital marketing executive, and I was a Senior Operations Executive. We were seated at nearby workstations and used to interact constantly during our work times. We became very close and developed feelings for each other.

Roshni was 28 at the time, and I was 26. She was married, but her husband was in the Merchant Navy, which meant he was gone for 6 months every year. Understanding her situation, I planned to satisfy her sexual needs while her husband was away. So, we developed a situationship where we both benefited. It was a pure friendship without a relationship and zero commitments. Just sex.

Roshni was a typical Marathi girl. She was very conscious about her body and personality and went to the gym regularly to stay in shape. Her measurements were 32C-24-30. She had a fair complexion, though not milky white. She always wore tight dresses to the office, and everyone would stare at her perky, pointed boobs in her attire.

Since she was seated next to me, I always had the privilege of watching them. She was very friendly, and our friendship gradually rooted down to other layers. We became open and very close friends. I joined her at the gym, and we started working out together, which made us even closer. We started sharing everything, including sex, family, and any topic under the sun.

During our conversations, I found out that she and her husband would have sex chats while he was sailing. He could only use his mobile for a limited time, so they would just share messages. She used to satisfy her needs by masturbating. At that time, I wasn’t in a relationship and didn’t have a fuck buddy in Mumbai.

So, I openly told her I wanted to have sex with her. She was friendly and said she would consider my request. We started sexting when we were horny, but she never shared any nudes. We would masturbate during our phone sex sessions. We continued our daily workouts and office sessions together.

One day, she told me her husband’s parents were planning to go to their village near Vasai and would be back only after two days. She took leave for two days, telling everyone she was going with them, but she actually stayed in Mumbai and went to the gym with me. We planned a trip together and decided to go to Lonavala.

I told my manager I had a fever and took sick leave. After our gym session, we went back to our homes and got ready by 10 AM. It was a Tuesday morning in December. We hired a Zoomcar, and I drove to Lonavala.

During the journey, she held my hand and rested her head on my shoulder. We were ready to have some fun. She took my phone and booked a room in Lonavala. We reached the hotel by 1 PM. The climate was fantastic. After we got to the room, we relaxed.

Since we were so open about sex, I had already told her I wanted to suck her pointed boobs. She was wearing a t-shirt, jeans, and a jacket. She took off her jacket and then her t-shirt, standing there in her purple bra.

She came over to me and said, “Now I am yours. You can do whatever you want.”

I replied, “You horny bitch… I’m going to eat you today.”

I went to her, held her boobs over her bra, and pressed them with my hand. They were so soft, and I could see the veins on her breasts.

Without wasting any time, I removed her bra straps and freed her boobs. They were perfectly pointed, with brown areolas and hard nipples.

I pressed my face into her boobs, and she hugged me. I started sucking them one at a time while I pressed the other one with my hand.

She caressed my hair and enjoyed what I was doing.

We started smooching and kept at it for a while. I lifted her onto the table and we continued to kiss, sucking each other’s tongues.

I slowly leaned her back against the wall and started to undress her, pulling off her jeans. When I took them off, she was in just her purple panties.

I took off my t-shirt and jeans, leaving me in my boxers. She was leaning against the wall, sitting on the table, and I started sucking her toes while holding her legs.

It was my fetish fantasy, and she was loving it. After sucking her big toes on both feet, I started kissing her feet and worked my way up her legs until I reached her groin.

I could see how wet her panties were. I took them off; she was clean-shaven. I started sucking her pussy and tongue-fucking her.

She started making noises and screamed for me to keep going. Her moans made me even hornier.

I stopped sucking her pussy and took off my boxers. I grabbed a condom from my bag, but she told me to go without it, since she was on her safe days.

So I spat on her pussy and rubbed my dick in the saliva. I moved towards her pussy, and she grabbed my dick, guided it to her hole, and screamed at me to fuck her.

I pushed hard, and my dick went inside. There was some resistance, but I pushed harder. She screamed, and I saw tears in her eyes.

I started fucking her, and she kept telling me to go faster. She was sitting on the table, and I was standing, holding her legs as I fucked her.

I increased my speed to the max, and the room was filled with her moans of “Ahh… Ahh…”

When I was about to cum, I pulled out and sprayed my cum all over her stomach and groin. I avoided any risk in our relationship by not cumming inside her.

Later that night, we fucked two more times in different positions and satisfied her sex cravings. I’ll share one of our other sexual acts in the next episode.

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Hello friends. I’m Venkatesan. I’m 19 years old from Coimbatore. I have a dusky skin tone and slim body type. I’m here to share with you the second part of my first-ever nighttime sex with my hot fuck-buddy step-mother, Diana.

She is an uber hot woman with milky white skin tone, brown hair, plump, cylindrical arms with a 34C bust and no visible belly fat. In my previous story, I had shared the first part of our first night of intercourse on 11th April 2025.

So, to continue, Diana was still sitting over my lap as we took our breath back, tangling her legs behind my buttocks. Gazing into each other’s lips closely, we sat in the same lotus position for a while. My dick had become soft and shrunk in size. Yet the head of my dick was still inside her tiny, wrinkled pussy hole.

After a few seconds of heavy breathing, Diana whispered to me, “So, done with your long-awaited first night sex?”

I whispered back, “First night-sex is over. But our first night celebration is not over.”

Diana gave a narrow, staring smile and asked, “What do you mean by that?”

I said, “I want to fuck you all night. And when I say all night, I want to have sex with you even as the sun rises tomorrow morning.”

She replied, “As a woman, I would love more sex. Not sure all night, but definitely more sex than we have had tonight till now. What I’m wondering is, normally, you guys start feeling dizzy just after a few seconds of intercourse and ejaculation. But you are saying you want to continue having sex with me all night.”

I told her, “I’ve said this to you before. If I had a wife as gorgeous as you, I would not sleep all night. Maybe tonight is the night to show that to you.”

Diana gave a staring smile and whispered to me by rubbing her nose with mine, “I’m waiting.” Saying that, she opened her mouth wide and stuck her tongue out to kiss me in lust. I opened my mouth and sucked her juicy tongue into my mouth as we started kissing lavishly again.

We started kissing intensely, making slurping noises as we sucked each other’s lips and tongue fiercely. With one of my hands around her soft, wet waist, I pulled her drenched blouse sleeve down her left hand.

As we continued kissing, Diana slowly tried pulling her hands out of her wet blouse sticking tightly over her sweaty body. Continuing to eat each other’s lips and tongue deeply, I pulled both her blouse sleeves down her fleshy arms.

Diana pulled her hands out of it with some difficulty, as it was sticking to her wet body so tightly. Even as I pulled her blouse sleeves down her arms, I could feel drops of her sweat sprinkling over my face and shoulders. Diana managed to remove her hands from her blouse.

She rolled her arms around my neck. I threw her blouse, fully drenched in her sweat, on the floor. We hugged tight and kissed each other randomly around our necks, cheeks and shoulders. I even went on to bite her plummy arms running over my shoulders.

Kissing all over her upper body, I unhooked her bra behind her and pulled her bra straps down her arms. Diana again pulled her arms out of her bra straps, allowing me to remove her wet bra. I flicked her bra behind me on the bed.

We hugged each other again. Diana pressed her big, spongy boobs over my chest as we opened our mouths wide and locked our lips with each other. The only piece of cloth that was bothering me was her petticoat raised above her buttocks. It was rolled around her waist like a tube.

As we smooched sensually, I slowly untied the knot of her petticoat over her left waist. Diana realised that I was taking off her petticoat as well from her body. She slowly withdrew her lips from mine and looked down.

I whispered to her, “I hate any bit of cloth on your body. I want my milky white babe clean.”

Diana whispered back, asking, “Oh yeah? So, why allow it to linger over my waist then?”

Asking that, she tried to untangle her legs from behind me so that I could pull her petticoat down her legs and remove it. But I stopped her from untangling her legs and said, “Just raise your hands, baby.”

Diana raised her hands and said with a smile, “This was normally removed the other way, I suppose.” I pulled her petticoat up her body and asked her, “Do we both like things the normal way?” Just as I pulled her petticoat over her face and was removing it up her arms, Diana replied with a lusty smile, “No.”

The intention behind that question and answer was, by relationship, we were like mother and son. But I had loads of lust for her that I wanted to sleep with her day and night.

Diana wanted to have a baby with me. She felt her husband could not make her pregnant with the way things had been between them for the last 8 months. As I was removing her petticoat, I noticed her broad, even-toned, neatly waxed, wet and fleshy underarms.

My lust grew manifold seeing her juicy underarms. I told myself that I’m not ending our encounter that night without tasting her fleshy, clean, and wet underarms. I removed her petticoat, crushed it in my hands and threw it on the floor.

Both of us were fully nude. We hugged tight and started kissing each other’s neck, ears, cheeks and shoulders intensely. With my arms around her sweaty waist, I lifted Diana and dropped her flat on the bed. I fell over her and continued to kiss all over her face, and ran my upper lip over her jaw.

With my body slightly lifted over her body, I grabbed both her boobs and squeezed them hard. As I groped her hard, Diana got aroused. She wrapped her arms around my upper back and pulled me down, making me lie tightly over her.

She kissed my face randomly, dug her tongue into my ears and bit my ears and shoulders. Lying over her wet, spongy body, I continued kissing and licking her face, neck and biting her plump arms.

As both of us were going hard against each other, we started to cuddle. We rolled over each other hard across the length and breadth of the bed, taking turns to kiss and bite each other in lust. Both of us were panting and sweating heavily, even with the AC on, but we did not stop our intense cuddling.

We only stopped cuddling with Diana, who was almost falling off the bed. We were cuddling and rolling over each other wildly. We ended up with Diana’s upper body going outside the bed.

As she was about to fall down from the bed, Diana gasped out loud shouting, “Oh aah hey wait stop.” But before she fell, I placed my palm under her upper back and pulled her back up onto the bed.

I put her back on the bed. We were actually lying with our heads and feet on opposite sides. That is, our feet on the pillow and the head on the other end. We breathed heavily, with me lying over Diana.

Taking my breath back, I asked her, “Are you Ok, baby?” Placing one of her palms on her forehead, Diana whispered back with a heavy breath, “That was so good, darling.” I did not realise, but my dick was hard again and rubbing over her moist belly.

We looked into each other’s eyes with a lusty smile as we took our breath back. With that eye contact, I raised my upper body. I held her big, spongy left boobs from underneath with the webbing between my forefinger and thumb.

Looking into her eyes, I opened my mouth wide and engulfed her light pinkish brown mammae into my mouth. Chewing her wet, soft, fleshy boobs above and below her mammae, I licked her hard, fat nipples with my tongue. I started sucking her hard nipples, desperately trying to get some milk out of them.

As I sucked her nipples hard, Diana moaned sensually with her eyes closed. She had her arms spread wide across the bed, exposing her broad, even-toned underarms to me. I had not gotten attracted to her underarms till that point. But seeing her wet underarms fully exposed, I felt like licking them dry.

Her underarms seemed like a mirage to me. That is, it was clean and even-toned when her arms were stretched out. But seemed to turn a little greyish when she started to close her arms. I continuously gazed at her even-toned, broad, and wet underarms as I sucked her hard nipples.

Diana kept moaning with tight lips and a shrunken face by closing her eyes. The more I saw her sweaty underarms, the more I was attracted towards them. Beyond a point, I couldn’t control myself anymore. I withdrew my lips and hands from her spongy, reddish white boobs.

I grabbed her plumy arms. Looking at her eyes, I asked, “So, this is the juicy armpits you waxed for me a few hours ago?” Diana bit her lips with a smile and said, “Yes, so?” I told her, “It looks so yummy, babe. I want to taste it.”

Her face shrank with a smile. She asked me, “Are you sure?” I said, “I’m so tempted to lick your sweat off your underarms.” Diana’s face shrank with a smile. Biting her teeth, she again asked, “You really want to do this?” I lost patience.

I told her, “I can’t control myself anymore, babe. You have spread your legs so many times for me. Just spread your arms for me this time. Saying that, I grabbed her plumy arms spread wide across the bed. Running my tongue on the outer side of her left breast, I went up licking her wet, salty body.

In no time, I plunged my face into her soft, sweaty, broad left armpits. Her underarms were smelling a combination of her roll-on deo and her sweat. I loved both her smell and the soft texture of her underarm flesh. I got really horny.

I started licking, sucking, and even biting her underarm flesh hard. I made loud slurping noises as I sucked her underarm sweat intensely into my mouth. I went on to engulf her loose, tender, soft underarm flesh into my mouth and chewed it hard. Diana giggled and gasped every time I bit her juicy underarm flesh.

After eating her soft flesh for quite some time, I replaced her underarm sweat with my saliva, leaving her armpits fully red. I slowly pulled my mouth, teeth and tongue off her left underarm. I continued holding both her arms tight with her hands still spread wide across the bed.

I was lying over her as I licked and sucked her left underarm. I lifted my face from her reddish armpit. Looking up at her face, I whispered with a heavy breath, “You are such a spicy woman, babe.” Breathing heavy, she whispered back, “And you are such a dirty boy.”

Replying to her, “And I want to be dirtier”, I slowly took my face across her body. Gazing at her glowing, wet right underarm, I plunged my face into her right armpit this time. Diana gasped, “Oh my god. So, you are not done yet?”

I sucked her loose, soft underarm flesh into my mouth and chewed it hard. This time, Diana grabbed the hair on my head with her left hand and said in a grunting tone, “It’s painful. Don’t bite so hard.” In the process of eating her juicy underarm flesh, I even ended up drinking her salty sweat drops over it.

After some intense flesh tasting, I slowly withdrew my mouth from her right underarm. Diana was lying down on the bed with her arms open and her hands bent on either side of her head after the elbow. She was holding the lower end of the bed on either side of her head, tight as I ate her armpits.

As I lifted my face, I slowly slid down from her body and lay on my side, nudging her right breast with my left chest. We gazed at each other closely. Diana was lying down on the bed in tri-colours.

She was red over both her underarms, and her bust was somewhat pinkish red. The other parts of her body were her natural milky white skin tone.

With a heavy breath, I whispered to her, “Wow, you are so colourful, mommy.” Diana chuckled and said, “Have some shame calling me your mommy.” I replied, “Why not? If girls can say that their father is their first boyfriend, then why can’t I call my girlfriend ‘mommy?”

Diana laughed out loud and said, “Oh my God. That comparison is so confusing and complicated.” She looked down at me and said, “For Christ’s sake, call me your girlfriend and not mommy.”

Placing my right palm over her belly, I said, “I loved eating your underarms. We need to add armpit tasting to our daily sex menu.”

Diana raised her eyebrows with a smile and asked, “Oh yeah? So, how did it feel exactly to lick bite and suck my underarms?” I said, “It felt like eating a lychee fruit. So soft and tender flesh you have under your arms, and it was so yum.”

She smiled with a shrunk face and asked, “But how did it smell?” I said, “I love your smell, Mommy.”

Just as I was saying it, my eyes caught up with her rosy lips. I quickly dragged myself up a little with my face right above her and asked her, “After the spicy flesh tasting, time for some sweets?”

Saying that, I locked her upper lip with my lower lip. Both of us mumbled as we kissed sloppily, opening our mouths wide. We continued sucking each other’s lips intensely. We even got into a tongue fight, digging out tongues into each other’s mouths.

After some sloppy smooch, we slowly paused and withdrew our tongues from each other’s mouths. I gently sucked her thick lower lip twice as we ended our smooch. Diana lay on the bed. She combed my hair with her fingers with a smile. We were both breathing heavily.

I gazed at her sweaty, glowing body from top to bottom. I was awestruck by her raw beauty. Unable to control my lust, I said, “Wow”. Diana raised her eyebrows and asked, “What?”

I said, “I’m just imagining that if you are so hot and sultry at 40, how gorgeous and tempting you would have been in your 20s and early 30s.”

Diana laughed out loud and asked, “So, what would you have done if you had seen me in my 20s, say, when I was 25?” I replied, “If we were on the same wavelength back then, I would have lost my virginity 15 years ago and not just 15 days ago like now.

The only difference is, instead of a 2.3-inch-thick marker pen, you would have had to live with a 0.3-inch-thick pencil inside your pussy back then.”

Raising her eyebrows, Diana asked, “0.3-inch pencil? You mean your 4-year-old dick back then?” Putting my tongue out, I said, “Yes.”

Diana laughed out loud again and said, “Oh God. You are talking so much rubbish tonight. Anyway, I don’t know about your 0.3-inch pencil back then. But I can feel your hard-on marker pen now rubbing my lower abdomen.”

I whispered to her sensually, “Yes, babe. He is up and ready to taste my mommy’s flesh between her legs.” Placing her right palm on my left shoulder, Diana whispered back to me, “Then what are you waiting for?”

I said, “Just for you to spread your legs for me, baby.” Hearing me, she taunted a kiss at me with a smile.

Taunting a kiss back at her, I slowly rolled myself over Diana. I dug my palms under her shoulders. Diana slowly spread her legs wide and allowed me to get between her legs.

I raised my upper body a little from her body. I lowered my waist a little, allowing my dick to slide down from her abdomen and kiss the soggy junction between her legs.

My dick rubbed against her wet outer pussy lips. Diana dug her right hand between our legs and grabbed my hard, dark dick. She closed her eyes and rubbed my dick top to bottom over the outer pussy flesh between her pussy lips by making a hissing sound.

I told myself that it’s once again time for some deep and intense flesh tasting. Grabbing her shoulders tight from underneath, I quickly pushed my dick inside her pussy. Diana gasped out loud as just the head of my dick penetrated her pussy. I slowly pushed my dick deeper inside her pussy.

Diana closed her eyes and moaned sensually with a smile on her face by opening her mouth a little. She had her arms spread wide across the bed, grabbing the bedspread tight. I loved her wet and sticky pussy flesh, tightly gripping my dick from all sides.

I felt both tickles and pain as I slowly pushed my dick deeper and deeper inside her pussy. With about three-fourths of my dick inside her pussy, I pushed my dick further inside her, locking our waists tightly against each other. I pushed the final inch of my dick inside her.

Diana raised her bust a little from the bed and screamed in a grunting tone. She lifted her hands and grabbed the end of the bed just beside her head on either side. Wanting to fuck her, I tried pulling my dick back a little. Diana stopped me by grabbing my buttocks tightly with both her hands.

She said with a panting voice, “Wait, wait. Just hold it there.” I did not move my dick inside her. Still, she continued moaning loudly with a shrunken face and a broad smile on her face. I could not understand what she was going through.

But she was feeling good, something with my dick fully screwed inside her. After a few seconds, she loosened her hold on my buttocks. As her grip loosened on my buttocks, I pulled my dick halfway back and thumped it hard inside her fully again.

Diana once again held my buttocks hard and screamed with her bust raised from the bed. At that moment, all I understood was that she was loving it whenever my dick was fully inside her. I waited for her grip on my buttocks to loosen.

I pull my dick back and push it fully inside her pussy again. She kept grabbing my buttocks tightly. I penetrated the full length of my dick inside her pussy. We repeated the process a few times. After a few times, Diana slowly scratched my buttocks with her nails, moaning in instalments in a pleading tone.

She went down, scratching my outer thighs, and dropped her hands from my buttocks by holding the bedspread tight. Her loud moans every time I pushed my dick deep inside her got my lust hit the roof. Just as she released my buttocks from her clutches, I could not hold my desperation to fuck her hard anymore.

I immediately pressed my palms on the bed hard on either side of her bust and started fucking her deep, intensely. I drilled her pussy fiercely, moving my body like waves over her. Diana was also moving up and down along with me every time I pushed my dick deep inside her with some force and pulled it back.

She continued to moan loudly in a pleading tone with her eyes closed. Her face was shrunk, but she had a broad smile on her face as she moaned loudly. The friction between my dick and her tight pussy flesh was making a sticky noise. I loved those intense moments with her on the bed.

The sight of her big boobs jumping up and down as I fucked her made me hornier by every passing second. I was taking a little longer to cum as I just had intercourse with her about an hour back. It happens to me even when I masturbate in quick succession. The second time is longer than the first one.

Diana’s loud moans and screams this time were a few decibels higher than usual. She had her legs and feet up in the air and spread wide as I drilled her pussy deep. After literally crushing her pussy hard for minutes, I started to feel a strong tickling sensation running through the length of my dick.

But just seconds before my semen gushed out of my dick, Diana started to scream continuously. I felt some hot water splashing all over my waist and my balls. I was in no position to react as I was feeling in seventh heaven with my semen also gushing out of my dick.

I splashed my cum deep inside her pussy in multiple instalments. As I cum, I fell over Diana. She hugged me tight and started scratching all over my upper back. Usually, only I would moan when I cum. But this time, both of us were simultaneously moaning.

As I finished cumming, I slowly lifted my forehead from Diana’s shoulder. She had her eyes half closed. Both of us were bathing in sweat and were panting heavily. Diana kept whispering, “I love you,” with her eyes half closed. Both our bodies were fully drenched in sweat.

I felt excessively wet around my lower abdomen and my balls. I got up slowly with my softened dick almost out of her pussy. I pulled the head of my dick out of her pussy and found that she had actually peed on me. The bed was also completely wet in the middle.

I did not realise what happened at that time. Looking up at her, I asked, “What happened? You wanted to pee?”

Diana slapped her palm on her forehead with a smile and said with a heavy breath, “Idiot. Never heard of a female orgasm? I just had one. It’s not my pee.”

We smiled at each other. I replied to her by asking, “Oh, so you had overtaken me in ejaculating?” Diana chuckled and said, “Yes, baby. Ladies first, right?” I nodded my head in agreement as we both smiled and taunted a kiss at each other.

So, friends, this was the second part of my first night of sexual intercourse with my step-mother, Diana. I shall continue with our sexual fun over the rest of the night in my next part. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky dirty stuff with her behind my selfish father’s back.

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Poonam could not sleep a wink. She kept tossing and turning in bed, while her husband, Vijay, slept soundly beside her. The previous night, Vijay had fucked her with unusual vigor, reminiscent of their honeymoon days.

Poonam had teased him, “You seem to be all fired up. Are you imagining some woman or replaying a porn you’ve seen?”

Vijay had grunted without slowing down. “You won’t believe it if I tell you.”

Poonam asked, “What is it? Tell me.”

Vijay stopped fucking, hesitated, and said, “I saw Rajeev fucking Suma.”

Poonam was shocked. Suma was Vijay’s sister, and Rajeev was her son. Suma was a widow; she had lost her husband during the COVID-19 pandemic.

Poonam stared at him. “Are you mad? How can a son fuck his mom?”

Vijay resumed fucking with force and said, “I’ll tell you everything after I cum.” He rammed her like a bull for the next ten minutes, pumped hot cum into her, and lay panting next to her.

She waited for him to talk about it, but along with his cum, his confidence left him. Suddenly, he panicked. What would Poonam think of him and his family?

Poonam asked impatiently, “Did you dream it, or did Rajeev really fuck his mom?”

Vijay gathered his courage and said, “The internet went off. I wanted to ask Rajeev to reset it. When I opened the door, I saw him fucking her.”

Poonam asked, “Did you close the door quietly and leave?”

Vijay said, “There was no chance. He was fucking her doggy style, and they both looked at me.”

Poonam was upset, but strangely, she was also excited. For the last few years, she had been an avid reader of incest stories.

Poonam asked, “They must have panicked and rushed to put on their clothes, right?”

Vijay said, “No. They continued fucking. Suma asked me to come and watch, since there was no point in hiding it after I’d already seen them.”

Poonam asked in disbelief, “Did you join them? Did you fuck her?”

Vijay said, “No. I didn’t fuck Suma. But I watched until he pumped cum into her cunt. Then I left and masturbated in the bathroom.”

Poonam said, “I don’t believe you. You’re making it all up.”

Vijay said, “You can ask her tomorrow when we meet. I have two days off. We’ll send the kids to stay with your brother and visit Suma.”

Poonam asked in fury, “Are you nuts? After what you told me, we should blacklist them and stay away. We have two grown-up daughters, or did you forget? Smita is 20, and Shriya is just over 18.”

Vijay said, “Think it over tonight and tell me tomorrow morning,” and turned to sleep.

Poonam asked, “Do you want to fuck your sister?”

Vijay said, “Yes. My God… what beautiful, big tits she has… and how she jumped when he was fucking her hard? Any man would love to fuck her.”

Poonam said, “You shameless creature. I never knew you were such a pervert.”

Vijay said, “You would be too if you’d watched them fucking. You’d love Rajeev to fuck you. Good night,” and slid into a deep sleep within seconds.

Sleep eluded Poonam. She had started reading sex stories during the COVID-19 days and liked incest stories, especially those written by an author named Raj. On an impulse, she sent a friend request to Raj. Raj accepted. Poonam typed…

Poonam: Hi, Raj. I’m your fan. I like your stories.

Raj: Thank you.

Poonam: In many stories, you guided moms. Did you, by any chance, guide one named Suma?

Raj: Hmm, I’m not sure. There are three Sumas. One is in Dubai, and another is from Kerala. The third is a widow with a grown-up son.

Poonam’s pulse quickened. She asked a few details and confirmed that Raj had guided her.

Poonam: So, you’re the culprit. Why did you do it?

Raj: I only help when someone requests it. Suma was sad, depressed, and felt lonely. Now, she’s very happy and enjoying her second innings.

Poonam: But it’s all wrong.

Raj: Is it right for her to lead a miserable, lonely life?

Poonam: She can marry again or find men to fuck her.

Raj: If she marries, you’d be among the first to shame her. How can she marry when her son is ready for marriage? At her age, how can she go about seducing men? Most are selfish and might blackmail her or land her in trouble. With her son, it’s safe, risk-free, and they’re both quite happy.

Poonam: Stupid logic. Who will marry her son, and which girl will accept a mother-in-law who fucks her husband?

Raj: Oh, you don’t know? Rajeev’s girlfriend knows and is happy to share.

Poonam was stunned.

Poonam: What? Impossible? Did her family approve?

Raj: The girlfriend’s parents are no more. She has a brother who fucks her. Now, every weekend, the girlfriend and her brother visit Suma’s house, and they have foursomes.

Poonam: Wait a minute. Why are you telling me all this? Do you discuss others’ matters so freely?

Raj: No. Suma asked me to discuss it with you if you pinged me.

Now, Poonam’s head was reeling.

Poonam: How? Why? Don’t talk in riddles. Tell me clearly.

Raj: Okay. After Suma and Rajeev started fucking and enjoying foursomes, they became quite close and open and shared fantasies. Rajeev has always fancied you. Since his college days, he’d masturbate imagining you. It seems you have a mind-blowing, curvy figure. He saved a few cleavage pics of you to masturbate to. Suma also confessed that she had a brother fantasy. So, they planned it.

Poonam: And you’re the scriptwriter and director?

Raj: No, no. I just gave a few tips.

Poonam: You think I’ll just jump and say ‘Yes’ and join them in bed?

Raj: No. I think you’ll consider it. I know you’re my fan, and I presume you masturbate reading my stories. Your sex life must have lost its luster, and you’re fucking once a week, more like a routine. When your husband is enthusiastic and encouraging, you should consider it.

Poonam: I will never do it.

Raj: Sex is bad only if it involves rape, blackmail, emotional blackmail, or force. Consensual sex between a male and female is okay, I feel. In your case, there would be no jealousy, fear of getting caught, or any of the negative things associated with sex with men other than your husband.

Poonam: I can’t believe Suma has become a shameless slut. She looks so innocent.

Raj: Hmm. She’s lucky. She’s enjoying it. Good night.

Poonam had a fitful sleep. When she woke up late, Vijay was ready, had prepared breakfast, and they were having it. Her daughters wished her good morning and exchanged smiles. Poonam knew they were thinking she’d woken up late because of their marathon fucking session.

Poonam brushed her teeth and joined them. Poonam said, “Dad has two days off. Can you stay with your uncle’s family for two days? We’ll visit Suma and Rajeev. It’s been ages since we got together.”

Both daughters agreed; they loved spending time with their cousins. As soon as the kids left, Vijay hugged Poonam tight, kissed her, and said, “Thank you.”

Poonam pushed him away and said, “Don’t thank me yet. I’ve only agreed to visit them.”

*****

As Vijay pressed the door buzzer, Poonam panicked and urged, “Let’s go back before they open the door. This is a very bad idea…”

Suma opened the door and invited them in. Suma was beaming ear to ear and was shamelessly gorgeous in a transparent, short nighty. Her massive tits defied gravity and were proudly erect, her large nipples poking through the fabric. Suma was wide but not obese; her flat stomach and puffed-up pussy were hazily visible through the self-designed blue nighty.

Suma hugged them tight. Poonam was uncomfortable and squirmed as Suma’s tits pressed warmly against hers. Poonam thought Vijay hugged Suma longer than necessary and squeezed her buttocks hard.

Rajeev came out from the bedroom with a big smile and an even bigger tent in his shorts. He touched his uncle’s and aunt’s feet and hugged them. Poonam almost fainted when Rajeev’s hot cock pressed against her during the hug.

Suma made coffee while the men sat on the sofa watching cricket and the women sat near the dining table, sipping coffee.

Poonam asked, “What is happening? You were so traditional, so orthodox, and…”

Suma smiled and said, “…Grumpy, short-tempered, and scowling? Don’t worry, I know you had issues with my mom and me. Frankly, have you ever seen me so happy and joyful?”

Poonam had to admit that Suma used to be irritable and always had a frown, but now she was very pleasant, laughing and happy.

Poonam said, “But… this is so unusual…”

Suma said, “Better late than never. When you rang the bell, Rajeev was about to enter me.”

Poonam was flustered and said, “Oh, I’m so sorry. We interrupted.”

Suma smiled and said, “You came at the right time. Change into something comfortable and join us.”

Vijay and Poonam went to the guest room. Vijay gave Poonam a sexy, velvet-smooth, sleeveless nighty and changed into shorts without underwear and a t-shirt.

Poonam said, “Are you crazy? How can I wear this and walk in front of Rajeev? I’ve known him since he was in diapers.”

Vijay laughed and said, “Now you’ll see them in their birthday suits… just like when they were born. Don’t worry.”

When they entered the hall after changing, they found Suma and Rajeev passionately kissing. Rajeev was mauling his mom’s boobs over her nighty. He stopped when he looked at Poonam and exclaimed, “Wow, Poonam maami, you look smashing,” causing Poonam to blush, her face turning beet-red.

Suma smiled and said, “Rajeev, show maami how excited you are to see her,” and pulled down his shorts.

Poonam gasped at the massive size of Rajeev’s cock.

Rajeev quickly removed his mom’s nighty and his t-shirt. Naked, they walked to the bedroom, kissing, and Suma grabbed Poonam’s hand and pulled her along. Vijay followed them.

Poonam was in shock as she saw Suma suck Rajeev’s cock for a few minutes. Then Rajeev pushed Suma onto the bed, spread her legs, and buried his face in her pussy.

Poonam didn’t object as Vijay hugged her from behind and started squeezing her tits. Rajeev licked Suma while squeezing her tits and pinching her nipples.

Suma was moaning wildly, pressing her son’s head with such force it was as if she wanted to push him back into her pussy, from where he came. Then, Suma’s body quivered like a leaf in a storm as she orgasmed.

She pulled him up by his hair and hissed, “Motherfucker, fuck me hard, now.”

Rajeev’s chin, lips, and mouth were all wet and dripping with his mom’s pussy juices. He kissed his mom, and while Suma was licking her juices from his mouth, he spread her legs and buried his cock in her in one stroke.

From that point on, Poonam’s mind was super-excited, and she didn’t remember when Vijay had removed her nighty and his own clothes, or when he laid her on her back. She was so engrossed in the fucking spectacle of Suma and Rajeev that she seemed mesmerized.

Poonam came to her senses when Vijay pushed his cock into her pussy. She shrieked and tried to push him away and reach for her nighty.

Suma patted her hand and said, “Relax, dear. Enjoy. Your hubby is fucking you, not Rajeev. He’s watching and enjoying your beauty.”

Still, Poonam was quite shy and covered her face with her hands, but strangely found herself enjoying fucking like never before. Her cunt oozed juices.

Vijay removed her hands with force and told her gently, “Darling, open your eyes. Watch and enjoy the beauty of my sister and their fucking.”

Poonam was shy and watched their fucking from the corners of her eyes. Rajeev said, without slowing down, “Poonam maami, you’re sexier and more beautiful than I imagined while I was masturbating in college days.”

Slowly, Poonam unwound and started smiling seductively at Rajeev as she ground her hips and gave upward thrusts to meet Vijay. Rajeev was excited beyond control and was pulverizing Suma’s pussy.

Vijay and Suma exchanged glances, and Suma nodded. Vijay exclaimed, “Poonam darling… I can’t control myself any longer. I have to fuck my sis. Please say yes. Rajeev will take my place.”

Poonam froze and said in a low voice, “You can fuck her, but please don’t force me to fuck Rajeev. I’ve known him since he was in diapers.”

Rajeev assured her, “No issues, maami. There is absolutely no force. Mama can fuck mom, and she can suck my cock.” He removed his cock, glistening with her juices.

Suma squeezed Poonam’s hand and said, “You’ve known him since he was in diapers, but I gave birth to him. I won’t force you to fuck him if Vijay feels uncomfortable.”

Vijay pleaded with Poonam, “Please, dear, say yes. I’ll feel guilty if I enjoy alone.”

Poonam was engulfed in emotions of lust, shyness, guilt, and thrill. She covered her face with her hands and said, “If Vijay wants, then okay. But I won’t be able to see. Do it fast,” and spread her legs.

Poonam could feel Vijay removing his cock, and a few seconds later, she stopped breathing and waited with a pounding heart for Rajeev’s big cock to enter. Instead, she felt his warm lips kissing her pussy and his tongue exploring her depths and the nooks of her pussy.

A gasp escaped Poonam before she could stop it. Poonam was flying in the sky of ecstasy as Rajeev’s hands and fingers squeezed her boobs and tweaked her nipples expertly while he continued licking her pussy.

Poonam moaned as waves of orgasm hit her, and she pulled him by his hair, kissed him, and commanded him, “Fuck your maami. Show no mercy.”

Rajeev obeyed her and fucked her hard and fast. Suma and Vijay gave indulgent little smiles as they fucked at their own pace and rhythm.

After fucking with force and vigor, Rajeev gasped, “Maami, I’m about to cum. Shall I cum inside?”

Suma said, “Pump and fill her up. She’s had an operation, so there are no issues.”

As Rajeev unloaded large wads of cum, Poonam had multiple orgasms, which was unusual for her. Poonam’s breath slowed down, and she descended back to earth. She was engulfed in confusion, guilt, and shame at her lustful behavior.

She pushed Rajeev away and ran into another bedroom, closing the door. She was upset. How could she face her husband after fucking her nephew like a slut?

Vijay also filled his sister’s pussy with hot cum and quietly entered Poonam’s bedroom and hugged her. Poonam hugged him and asked in a low voice, “Don’t you hate me? I lost control and behaved like a slut.”

Vijay wiped her tears, kissed her, and said, “I love you more than ever. We are two passionate people who have suppressed our passions for over two decades. Now, it’s time to enjoy. Let’s keep sex and love in separate boxes.”

“Let’s feel happy when we see others enjoying. It doesn’t matter if other, bigger, thicker cocks give you heavenly pleasure. I know you will love me more. I expect the same reaction from me when I fuck other women.”

Poonam searched his face. “Wait a minute. Are you saying we will fuck more people?”

There was a gentle knock. Suma said, “When you’re ready, come out. We’re hungry. Let’s have lunch.”

Poonam slipped on her sexy nightgown, and Vijay put on his shorts and t-shirt and came out into the hall. As they were about to sit at the dining table, Poonam noticed there were two more plates.

Poonam asked, “Are you expecting guests?” The doorbell chimed.

Rajeev opened the door, and a sexy, beautiful girl and a handsome young man entered. Poonam had no chance to run and hide. She was on the other side of the dining table. She quickly sat down and crossed her arms over her chest, covering her boobs.

Poonam glared at Suma. “Why didn’t you tell us? I would have dressed properly.”

Suma laughed. She was also in a more revealing dress. She introduced them, “Poonam and Vijay. He is Rohit, Rajeev’s best friend. She is Rohit’s sister, Vani. Vani is Rajeev’s girlfriend too.”

They touched Suma’s feet to take her blessings. Rohit hugged Suma and kissed her passionately, saying, “Mom, I miss you so much.”

Then they took the blessings of Vijay and Poonam as well. Poonam cringed as Rohit’s eyes scanned her curves in the nighty as he bent to touch her feet.

Poonam blessed them and said, “I will go and change into something more comfortable.”

Vani laughed and said, “No, aunty. We’ll change into more comfortable clothes.”

When they left, Poonam asked, “What is happening?”

Rajeev said, “They lost their parents in an accident. So they love Suma as their mom.”

Vijay asked, “That’s okay. But he’s kissing her like a lover.”

Suma said, “They’ve been fucking for many years. Vani became Rajeev’s girlfriend, and they met me. When we were talking, our incest issues came out. Since then, every week we have a foursome. We thought you should also join us, so we invited them.”

When Vani and Rohit emerged, Vijay and Poonam’s eyes popped out. Vani was wearing a ribbon-like top that just covered her nipples, and Rohit was in shorts with a huge tent.

End of part 1.

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