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The story continues in Part 2. If you haven’t read the first part already, please do read.

The next morning is super exciting for me as our new chapter is going to begin. Everything that happened last night is still like a dream to me. I couldn’t wait to talk to my lover-mom. As soon as I grabbed my phone, it started ringing. And guess who? It is as if we are 2 separate bodies with the same mind.

Me – “Hello, Mom.”

Mom – “Hello, Son. Good morning. Someone sounds very excited. What happened?”

My mom sounded surprisingly calm and composed.

Me – “What else can I say. You just made me the happiest person in the world. I wish I were there with you now.”

Mom – “Is it? But, don’t you have loads of work in your office?”

Me – “Yes, I do. But I also have loads of love for you”

Mom (teasingly) – “But why do you want to be here?”

Me – “Because I want to show you how much I love you.”

Mom – “No need. I already know how much you love me.”

Me – “No, Mom. You have no idea how much I love you.”

Mom – “And how exactly are you planning on showing your love to me?”

Me – “I have my own ways of showing it, Mom. But I am sure you’ll love it.”

Mom – “I know exactly how you want to love me. But what makes you think I will allow it?”

With this, I know that mom understood what I meant by saying so. She is now teasing me by saying that.

Me- “Because you told me that you love me as well”.

Mom – “Of course, I love you, dear. So?”

Me – “So when you love someone limitlessly, you should also let them have that.”

My mom was giggling from the other end. She is enjoying this conversation with me.

Mom – “What do you mean by THAT?”

I am now getting a bit irritated with this drag. I said, “THAT means SEX, mom. Now, don’t act too innocent”

Mom (smiling within herself)– “Not going to happen”

Me – “Why not? Because we are mom and son? I think we are way past that.”

Mom – “Because I said so. I know someday you will ask for this. But not this soon.”

I then said something that mom hadn’t expected. I gathered some courage and said, “You know what, Mom? You will be mine. We will be having sex when I get home.”

After a brief pause, she said, “Keep dreaming, my boy. All the best”

Me – “We will see about that, Mom”

We are both teasing each other now. We talked for some more time about other things and ended our call.

Later, I went to the office but couldn’t concentrate on my work. I was eagerly waiting to go back to my room. It was like a decade before I could finish my work. I waited anxiously in my room for my mom’s call. Finally, I received a text from mom saying, “I’ll call you after dinner.”

Usually, Mom calls me whenever she is free. But that day, she deliberately didn’t call throughout the evening. She wants to call after finishing all her chores. She also messaged me this time as if to say finish all the work and be free.

I finished my dinner and rushed to my room. Furious and frustrated, I waited desperately for her call.

At last, she finally makes that video call.

To my surprise, she was not visible in the call. I was only seeing the empty bed in her bedroom. When I asked about it, she said, “Wait, I am changing my clothes.”

My heart skipped a beat hearing that. My mom is talking to me right now without an inch of cloth on her. I know this because she doesn’t wear inners when at home. Is she doing this intentionally? What if the phone fell over? Or what if she comes stark naked in front of the camera? A lot of thoughts flooded my mind.

Anxious me asked – “What are you wearing?”

Mom from the other end – “I don’t know. You tell me.”

Meaning she is still naked from the other end. “How about that pink colour nightie?” I said.

All of this had an instant effect on my penis. I couldn’t control any longer. So, I pulled my pants down and waited for my mom to appear.

Finally, she walks in front of the camera wearing my favourite nightie. She picks up the phone and says, “Sorry, son. I made you wait so long.”

I was completely naked from my waist down, but she could only see me up to my waist in the phone.

My mom is looking super-hot in her pink nightie with all her assets clearly revealed. Her Milk tankers are bulging out from the front, which could pop out anytime.

I was mesmerised by her figure but somehow managed to say, “It’s ok as you are wearing my request, mom.”

Mom lay down on the bed and said with a puzzled voice, “Do you really like this nightie, son.
Don’t you think this is too tight for me?”

I smiled and said, “Mom, that’s why I like seeing you in this dress.”

Mom gave me a kinky smile for my comment.

She said, “So this dress is the reason for all this mishap. OK then, I’d better not wear this from now on”.

I said – “Go ahead, mom. Remove it. You will be even hotter without it.”

Mom understood my intentions, and she also started to laugh.

Mom – “I can’t believe my son is so horny for this old lady. Even your dad doesn’t care for me anymore.”

I got an immediate erection with what she just said. I began playing with my dick slowly.

Me – “Forget about dad. You got your best admirer here. Give him a chance.”

Mom – “And what’s he going to do if I give him a chance?”

Me – “He will make you happy, Mom.”

Mom – “I am already very happy right now, son. But tell me how you will make me happier.”

Me – “Why are you very happy right now, Mom?”

Mom – “Because now I’ve got someone who cares for me and really loves me.”

I was stroking my dick with one hand and said – “Give me one chance, and I will show you what true love is, Mom. I will love you from head to toe. I will love you from inch to inch. I will love you in every room.”

Mom – “What love are you talking about, dear?”

Me – “The same love we both desire and deserve, Mom. Some call it sex, I call it love.”

Mom – “Is that all you desire from me, son. Is that all?”

Me – “Do you really think I desire only that from you?”

Mom – “Then why do you want to LOVE me?”

Me – “Because that’s one way to tell you how much truly I love you.”

Mom – “And what if I won’t let you?”

Me – “Would you not let me, mom. Really?”

There is an awkward silence from both ends. We are both staring at each other with love and lust. I was able to sense a hint of shyness in her face.

Mom and I both know the answer. Yet she was not ready to admit it.

Mom and I both are enjoying this conversation. I understood that Mom has been missing physical intimacy for some time now. She wants to have her shortcomings fulfilled through her son. She wants to talk about sex with her son. All I have to do is open up the burning desire within her.

Me – “I already told you in the morning, Mom. It is inevitable.”

Mom – “What, son?”

I want to take this conversation to the next level. I want Mom to open up with me. I want her to express her desires to me. So, I took the initiative and started talking boldly to her.

Me – “When I get there, we are having sex, Mom. We both know that is happening. We will be having sex in every corner of our house. We will be fucking each other like there’s no tomorrow. We will be making every fuck session memorable. We will be united forever like lovers.”

I could hear Mom breathing heavily from the other end. I think she was aroused by then.

Mom, in a low and husky voice, said, “Tell me, son. How are you going to do it?”

Me – Tell what, Mom? Say it. I want to hear you say it.”

I can now see the lust in her eyes. Any inhibitions that she might be having are gone now. Amidst the heavy breathing, she finally said the words I have been waiting to hear.

She closed her eyes and said, “Oh, son. Tell me. Tell me how you are going to fuck your mommy?”

This is the first time Mom has used the word. I am really excited that she has finally opened up. I am now 100% sure that I am going to fuck her.

I said, “Do you really want me to tell you, Mom?”

Mom – “Yes, son, please tell me. I insist.”

Me – “OK, Mom, but don’t hate me later. When we are alone at home, I want to pull you towards me and tear open your nightie, Mom. I will free your sexy melons from that tight fabric. I can’t wait to pounce on those sexy assets of yours.”

Mom – “My melons?”

Me – “Your boobs, mom. Those are my favourites. It’s my dream to play with them. Will you let me play with your melons, Mom?”

Mom – “Yes, son. Play with my melons.”

With this, both of us are lost in ecstasy. I could hear mom’s breathing become intense. She is no longer holding her mobile. She has laid it down on the bed. I know that she started fingering herself. I also put my phone down and started masturbating while still talking to her.

Me – “After undressing your top, I will push you against the wall and start kissing your large melons. Then, I am going to kiss your mouth, Mom. I will continue kissing you till we reach your bedroom.

Mom was moaning on the phone – “Aah, son. And then?”

Me – “In your bed, I am going to remove your nightie completely, Mom. Now, you are lying under me with only your panties on. Now, I am going to explore your entire body, Mom. I am going to kiss your body inch by inch.”

Me – “I am going to kiss my way down till I reach your panties.”

Mom – “Hmmmm, baby.”

Me – “Do you want me to continue, Mom?”

Mom – “Oh, son, please don’t stop now.”

Me – “Will you let me pull your panties down, mom?”

Mom – “YES, SON. Please pull down my panties. AAAAAHHHH.”

Me – “Thanks, Mom. Then I am going to tug my fingers inside your panties and start pulling them down to see the most forbidden pussy of yours.”

Me – “Then I am going to start kissing it. I will explore your pussy with my tongue. I will raise your beautiful hips and lick your pussy lips till you explode. I will then suck all of your pussy juices dry.”

Mom started moaning loudly on the phone. I am surprised by the amount of noise she is making. I understood that she is reaching her climax. Although I couldn’t see her, her moans are enough for me. I stopped narrating and started stroking my dick.

Mom was moaning – “AAAAH. AAAAAAAAAAAHHH.”

Both mom and I are masturbating at the same time over the phone, imagining fucking each other. For the next few seconds, we are just moaning at each other. Both of us are imagining the same fantasy, i.e., me fucking my beautiful mom.

We both climaxed around the same time.

After a few seconds, I said, “Mom?”

Mom – “Hmmmmm.”

Me – “Did you Climax?”

Mom – “Yes, baby. Did you?”

Me – “Yes, Mom. Thank you so much.”

So, I let a few seconds pass by so that she could catch her breath. I picked up my mobile to see her. She was still not visible. So, I said, “Mom, I want to see you.”

Finally, she picked up her mobile and said, “Yes, baby, tell me”

She looked superhot and sexy with messy hair and a relaxed face. I would have fucked her right there if I were there.

I said, “Yes, Mom. Did you enjoy it?”

Mom – “Thanks, son. I never had such a huge orgasm in my life”

Me – “So, tell me, Mom. Honestly. Are we having sex when I come home?”

Mom (after a pause) – “You know how to talk through your stuff, son. And YES. I can’t wait to fuck you, my love. Please come home.” She ended the call with that.

I was delighted by what I just heard. She just said YES. My mom wants me to fuck her, and she just informed me about that.

The thought alone excited me to the core. I let go of my phone and began stroking my dick again. After releasing a load of cum, I dozed off to sleep.

With this, our phone call ended, and our sex journey started.

Hi. In this story, I am going to share my incest journey with my Mom, Kavita Shree. This story started exactly one year ago when I moved out of my house for the first time after my graduation. I always stayed with my parents in Hyderabad until then.

Ours is a small family of three – Myself (Varun), my Mom (Kavita) and my dad from Hyderabad. My dad is a businessman who used to travel a lot.

Coming to my Mom, she is the most beautiful MILF I have ever seen. Her biggest assets are her two big boobs. They looked like they were forcefully pushed inside her nightie. She doesn’t have the habit of wearing inners at home. So, whenever she walked in the house, her boobs used to jiggle.

She used to look like a sex goddess to me. I never missed an opportunity to enjoy the view of her bouncing boobs in the house. She is the kind of woman any man would love to fuck. I always wished to have a girlfriend like her.

After my graduation, I secured a job in Mysore, due to which I had to move out of my house. For the first time, I am staying away from my home. I rented a single room there as I am not used to staying with friends. I started to miss my parents very much, especially my Mom.

My day always begins and ends with a phone call to my parents. It has become a daily routine for me. I used to ring my Mom whenever I found some free time. Our conversations usually lasted 50-60 minutes. We used to share every single thing on the phone.

These phone calls brought us really close to each other. I became so obsessed that I waited for her phone call throughout the day. I never felt this attached to her earlier. Good morning messages and good night kisses became our daily dose of addiction.

I know my Mom also started missing me very much. She used to get angry when I didn’t call her. I used to plead with her to talk to me.

After the office, I used to find a lot of free time in my room. I used to watch some porn and masturbate daily. Sometimes, I masturbated 2-3 times a day. Things were going great up until one night.

One night, I was feeling very bored in my room, so I decided to have some fun. I watched porn for some time and started shagging my dick. All of a sudden, a naked image of my Mom flashed through my mind. I cum immediately. I couldn’t believe what had just happened.

I felt really bad about jerking off to my Mom and decided not to think like that again. But that image of my Mom didn’t get out of my mind. The harder I try, the more I think of her. The next day, the same thing happened, and I again cum immediately. I began to realise how much I am craving for my Mom.

From that day onwards, I started imagining my Mom every night before sleeping. I began noticing her assets more and more during our video calls. I used to have an instant hard-on while talking to her. One night, she was lying in her bed while talking to me. I was wearing only my pyjamas without a t-shirt.

She was wearing my favourite pink colour low-cut nightie. Her nightie was so tight I could clearly see her boobs through her dress. It looked like they could pop out anytime. I got an instant boner looking at her like that. She was so tempting that night that I couldn’t control myself till the end of our call.

I slowly pulled my pyjamas down and became completely naked. Mom had no clue because she could only see me up to my waist. When she asked me why I was not wearing a t-shirt, I told her that it was very hot in the room. She just smiled and did not say anything.

I lay down on my bed naked, watching her talk. My dick was completely hard. My hand slowly went to my dick and began stroking it. I was holding the phone in one hand and playing with my dick with the other. I was fully lost in ecstasy. I was no longer listening to her words.

I was only watching her beautiful lips move, imagining their softness in my mouth. Her breasts, so smooth and fluffy, would be a treat for my hands. I pictured myself lying beside her, and fondling her round boobs while kissing her soft lips.

My mother might have noticed that I was moaning softly, but did not say anything. Within a couple of minutes, I started ejaculating. For the next few seconds, I was completely out of this world. I started moaning heavily while releasing loads of cum into my hand.

I immediately cut off the phone call, fearing she might understand. It did not feel like a sin anymore for me. I realised I have cravings for my Mom, and nothing can change it. The thought alone affected my dick. After some time, I masturbated again, this time imagining fucking her in her bed.

I really enjoyed masturbating to her. It became a routine for me from then on to masturbate while being on video call with her. This continued for a few weeks before my Mom became suspicious of me.

One evening, I received a phone call from her. She never calls me at that time. But that day when I got the call, I knew something was wrong.

She said, “Varun, listen, if you are free, I want to talk to you.”

I said, “Sure, Mom, is everything alright? Where is Dad?”

Kavita – “He is not here. That’s why I am calling you now. Are you free to talk now?”

Me – “Yes, Mom.”

There is utter silence from the other side. I can hear her breathing.

So, I said, “Mom, are you there? You want to say something.”

After a pause, she said, “Varun, for the past few weeks, I have been noticing some change in your behaviour. Initially, I only had a few suspicions, but now I am sure about it.”

I was shocked to hear this confrontation from my Mom. I decided to act innocent.

Me – “I don’t know what you are talking about?”

Mom – “You really think I wouldn’t notice? I know you are masturbating while talking to me.”

I was shocked. I denied it. I asked, “What? What gave you that idea?”

Mom – “You cannot escape from your mother. I know everything. I know that back at home also, you were always staring at my body.”

I was dumbstruck. I didn’t know how to respond.

She continued, “I always knew you loved watching me. I thought you were going through that adolescent phase and would eventually get rid of it. But when I realised that you are still thinking about me and even masturbating for me, I decided to talk to you.”

I realised there’s no point in pretending anymore. So, I decided to openly confess to her.

I said, “I am very sorry, Mom. I know I have disappointed you with my behaviour. I tried every possible way to avoid all of this. But I think I have developed feelings for you.”

Mom – “Don’t be sorry, son. It is not your fault alone. Even I am at fault here. I should have never let this happen. I have been spending so much time with you on the phone. Maybe I gave you the wrong idea.”

Me – “You have no idea how I feel about you, Mom. I know there’s no way to convince you. But, since we have reached this point, let me confess something to you now. I love you, Mom. I love you more than anyone in this world, and I wish I could be closer to you.”

Mom – “That’s so sweet of you, son, and I love you too. You are closer to me than anyone else in this world. But a Mom and son’s love has some boundaries.”

Me – “No, Mom. No love in this world can have boundaries. Especially, a mother and son’s love.”

Mom – “Yes. I completely agree, and I am glad you think so. I also want you to know that my love for you is limitless. But, do you think a mother and son’s relationship can be sexual? This is unacceptable to Society.”

I was completely surprised by her words. She is talking about us having sex, but is worried about society. I now know that she is also in love with me.

I said, “We don’t know if people commit incest. It is their private life. So will be ours.”

Mom – “Maybe you are right. But I am not going to accept it. I don’t want to talk about this again. Promise me you will stop doing it, or else I am not calling you again.”

With that, it felt like my world had shattered. Tears started rolling down my face. My voice was shaking. I didn’t say anything. My Mom knew I was crying, but she was adamant.

Mom – “Say something, please.”

Me – “As you wish, Mom. But I still love you. Bye.”

And I hung up the call. I did not sleep that whole night. I didn’t call my Mom for a week. Even Mom didn’t call me during that time. That was the toughest time of my life.

Two weeks later, I finally got a call from my home. It was my dad who rang up. He is usually very busy and calls once a week. We chatted for a while. He said he’s going out of the station on office work for a couple of weeks. Finally, he called my Mom and gave the phone to her.

She immediately ended the call.

The next evening, to my surprise, I got a call from my Mom. It was a very awkward conversation at the beginning. None of us knew what to say. Finally, my Mom broke the ice by saying, “Idiot, how long are you going to take to call me?”

With that, all the inhibitions were gone. We both blurted out laughing. After chit-chatting for a while, my Mom said she’ll call back later and ended the call.

I was eagerly waiting for her phone call that entire evening. Finally, she called me at night, 10 P.M. I was so happy to receive a call from her after many days. We spoke for 10 minutes and ended the call.

We started making phone calls and video calls again. As promised, I never did anything to spoil the relationship again. This continued for a week. Once during our conversation, Mom said, “Thank you for listening to me.”

Me – “I will never break my promise made to my lovely Mom.”

With this, my mother became emotional.

She said, “I am sorry, my dear. I know I am harsh on you. But it is for your own good.”

Me – “Don’t be silly. You know I will do anything for you.”

I know my Mom is feeling guilty about this. So, I changed the topic. After a while, she asked, “Can I ask you one personal question?’

Me – “Yes, Mom”

Mom – “I know boys of your age have urges to do certain things. I only asked you to stop thinking about me. I never asked you to cut off from having pleasures.”

I understood what she meant by that.

I said, “Ok”

After a brief pause, my Mom said, “So, I am not wrong.”

Me – “About what?”

Mom – “That you are still in love with me.”

Me – “Let me tell you one thing first. I have and will always love you. That is never going to change. Secondly, I can never think of anyone else.”

Mom – “Now, I don’t know what to say. That I am glad you said that, or?”

I know that my mother is blushing from inside. I am delighted by her words.

Me – “Or what, Mom?”

Mom – “Nothing. Can I ask you something? Why do you love me so much?”

Me (took a deep breath) – “You are everything for me, Mom. You have looked after me through thick and thin. I never needed anyone except you. It is only you who can make or break my world. In other words, you are my world. I can never love anyone else more than you.”

My Mom was speechless for a while. We ended the conversation with this and hung up. I felt really happy that I expressed myself to her. I have now left it to her to decide how our relationship is shaping forward.

After that day, we became even closer. A new kind of bond developed between us. Is Mom finally accepting my love? I am able to sense changes in her behaviour during phone calls.

I noticed that she is dressing up well before video-calling me, as if she wants to appear good in front of me. She is teasing me like a lover. Somehow, I know she is going to be mine.

One day, during our phone call, she asked, “Can I ask you something?”

Me- “Sure mam”

Mom (after a long pause) – “Does it make you happy when you think about me? You know – in that way”

Me – “It is the best feeling I’ve ever had, Mom. But, forget that. Nothing is more important than my promise to you.”

There was awkward silence for a while. Finally, Mom started to talk.

Mom – “Son, I am going to say one thing before I end this call. You are the only person I care about now, and I wish the best for you. I always want you to be happy. If it makes you happy, you can think about me and do whatever pleases you. You now have my permission. Bye.”

Before I could realise what was just said, my Mom cut the call. I was overwhelmed with joy and happiness. I tried calling her again, but she cut my calls. A little later, my phone beeped.

It was my Mom who messaged me, “YOU HEARD IT RIGHT. Message me after you are done.”

That night was probably the best masturbation session I had. Having my Mom’s permission to think about fucking her and the entire conversation excited me to the core. I wasted no time in pulling out my cock and stroking it.

I imagined ripping off her clothes and kissing her body from head to toe. I imagined fucking her in all ways possible.

My phone beeped just when I finished my jerking session. My Mom messaged me, “Over?”

I understood that she had also just finished masturbating. I immediately texted her back.

Me – “YES and you?”

Mom didn’t reply. So, I texted her back.

Me – “Ok, sorry for that message. But thank you so much for everything you said earlier. You are the best.” This time, Mom replied.

Mom – “Anything for you, son. You deserve everything from me. No one loves me or cares for me as you do. Not even your dad. I will do anything that makes my baby happy.”

Mom – “Son, I know you love me, and I also know nobody can love me more than you do. Not even your father. I have been thinking about you for a while now. So, I am saying this to you now. I don’t care about society. I don’t care about anyone. I love you, dear. Good night.”

After a while, my phone beeped again. Mom texted – “And yes.”

I couldn’t believe what I just read.

Mom is informing me that she had masturbated in her bed. With that, I confirmed that Mom is also in the game with me. She didn’t tell who she was thinking about while rubbing her pussy. But I wish it were me she was dreaming of.

That single text message was so thrilling that I had a full, erect dick again. This time, I masturbated leisurely and released a load cum in the name of my Mom again. I slept peacefully knowing that Mom is mine now.

Please continue reading the second part of this story.

This story is a figment of my imagination. All characters mentioned in the story are fictional and created for entertainment. Please don’t mail me asking for my details. Review emails are appreciated.

Trudy kissed her brother and fell over him. Alan too leaned back on the floor as Trudy climbed up on him to make out further.

Alan pulled Trudy and made her sit on his face while Sarah crawled down on the floor and took position between her brother’s legs. She took his rock-hard dick and started to suck on it. She was going deep and felt her brother’s dick touch the depths of her mouth.

Trudy was enjoying the pleasures of getting sucked by her cousin brother. She was grinding her pussy all over Alan’s face while he stuck out his tongue to lick her sister’s cunt.

This went on for quite some time. Alan then made Sarah go on her fours, and without any warning, her pushed his cock deep into her incest sister’s pussy. Sarah let out a loud moan as she felt her pussy convulsing to accommodate her brother’s tool.

The feeling of having her blood-related brother deep in her cunt was taking her to the top of her orgasm. Her body started shaking as her orgasm built up. Finally, only after a couple of thrusts, she flushed her juices all over her brother’s cock.

Alan now took control of her sister’s pussy and fucked her right through her orgasm. Sarah too pulled Trudy and sucked her pussy while getting fucked.

The room echoed with Sarah’s moans along with her mother, who was getting fucked by Ryan and me.

Alan: Like mother, like daughter, Alan said as he spanked her sister’s ass.

Alan: Your pussy is just like your mother and you, too. Submissive bitch, wanting a man to dominate the shit out of you. Aren’t you?

Sarah: Yes, Master. I love to get dominated, especially by my brother. The feeling of incest is something I have always wanted to experience. Thank you for dominating me, brother, she moaned as she neared another orgasm. Trudy, too, had squirted on her cousin sister’s face by now.

Alan was giving Sarah a rough pounding while brutally spanking her ass. He wasn’t showing any signs of mercy. Sarah’s ass had now turned red, and blood oozed out of a few places. Sarah didn’t care about it and got fucked by her own brother. It just took one more spank for her to collapse and cum once again over her brother’s dick.

Alan finally pulled out, and as he did, all her juices flew out of her pussy like a clogged toilet. Trudy immediately crawled behind her and sucked all the juices from the floor and her sister’s pussy. Once she was done, Alan pulled Trudy up by her hair and threw her on the couch.

He spread her legs and slapped her hard on her cheek as he pushed his dick inside her cunt.

Alan: Let’s see how your pussy feels, he said as he explored the depths of his baby sister’s fuck-hole

Trudy: I must be tighter than her, Master, she moaned as she felt every inch of her brother’s dick moving inside her

Alan: You sure are, Slut, don’t worry, we’ll do a good job stretching that hole of yours, he said and landed another hard slap on her face

Trudy: Yes, Master, I’m all yours now. Fuck me with as many dick as you want to, but don’t let this stop. I can’t stay a day without a dick now.

Alan: Such a nasty slut you are

Alan continued slapping her face as he thrusted Trudy like a jackhammer. His dick was moving in and out of her pussy like a piston. Trudy moaned to her heart’s content, and her screams synced with her Aunt, Amy’s screams, who was now getting fucked with 2 dicks in her pussy.

Sarah watched all of this, still recovering from her intense orgasm. Alan pulled his sister up and kissed her sloppily, smothering his saliva all over her face. He made her kiss Trudy, too and slapped her boobs hard.

After fucking Trudy for a few more minutes, he pulled out and shoved his dick in Sarah’s mouth, who sucked it passionately.

Alan: You like the taste of your slut sister? He asked as he slapped Sarah.

Sarah nodded and continued sucking his dick, spitting over it and covering it with her juices.

As Ryan and I dragged Amy and Kiara into the washroom, Alan winked at us and sat on the couch.

He then pulled Trudy over him and made him sit on his dick. Sarah knelt between his legs and cramped herself to lick his asshole.

After a few minutes, she climbed up on her brother and made him lick her pussy as he fucked Trudy. Sarah and Trudy were making out with each other while getting their pussy serviced.

Just then, Ryan and I walked out of the bathroom to watch this sex fiesta.

Ryan took his position behind Sarah, who was getting her pussy licked by her brother, while I stood behind Trudy.

Both sluts looked at us as they knew what was coming next. I grabbed Trudy from behind and pushed my dick in her shit-hole while Ryan did the same with his fiancée.

Both Trudy and Sarah moaned as we began thrusting our dicks into their holes. We 3 fucked both of them for another 30 minutes, changing positions in between.

Sometimes Sarah had 2 dicks in her holes, other times Trudy was the one to have 2 dicks in her holes. There was a time when Sarah took 2 dicks in her asshole and 1 dick in her cunt too.

Both Sarah and Trudy came more than thrice during this brutal fuck. Finally, Ryan, Alan and I were on the verge of our orgasm.

We positioned these sluts on the ground and released our loads all over their face. They were drenched in our cum. Alan was the one to cum the most as he spewed rope after rope of white goo all over his sister’s face.

Sarah: You taste good, brother. I want to taste your bladder now, she said as she swallowed our spunk.

We dragged both of them into the washroom, where Amy and Kiara were still making out. As we entered, I saw Kiara peeing all over Alan and Sarah’s mother.

Alex: Looks like your mum is enjoying the urine-play

Alan: This is truly a surprise for me, as we have never done this act before.

Ryan: Let’s give them some more than

Sarah and Trudy took place in the bathtub and joined the 2 whores. All 4 of them knelt with their mouths wide open, waiting for 3 dicks to drench them in our pee.

One by one, we released our urine and sprayed it all over their hair, face and body. Our golden liquid was dripping down their body, and the entire washroom had a stench of urine.

We didn’t mind that as we wanted to make it as dirty as possible. The sluts drank our pee with glory and started making out with each other. Sarah jumped on her mother while Kiara started to kiss Trudy.

Sarah: Let me see how your pee tastes, Mum,

Sarah made her mum stand and rubbed her pussy. In a minute, Amy released her urine all over her daughter. One by one, each one of them peed on each other, drenching themselves completely in the urine.

This was the wildest urine-play of my life. They drank the mix of all our urine and liked the bathtub floor, sucking on every tiny drop.

All of us had an hour-long bath in one of the rooms. I took Kiara and Sarah with me while Alan was with Trudy, and Ryan was with Amy.

We fucked them one more time during our bath and came out in the living room, naked.

Alex: Well, that was one intense evening.

Amy: Totally agree. I can’t wait to be part of more orgies now.

Alan: Yes, I can’t wait to fuck more pussies. I never knew the ladies of my family were whores.

Ryan: Not only yours, Alan, but all the ladies of our family are whores who want a man to dominate and humiliate them. They want to dance on the tunes of our dicks and would do anything that we would command. Ain’t I right, Ryan slapped Sarah.

Sarah: Totally, Master. It all started with my request to get fucked by Alex and see where we are now. Every day, a new dick enters our pussy and thanks to you, my love, for introducing me to this world of submission. I always thought I was a submissive side, and you explored that side to the limits. I can’t wait to see how many dicks are in my future now.

Alex: Don’t worry, Sarah, you’ll have that answer on the day of your wedding. Your wedding will be a sex fiesta where the bride will get fucked by all the dicks invited to the wedding.

Sarah: I can’t wait any longer

The night was spent with alcohol and whores. Alan, Ryan and I fucked the ladies multiple times and exhausted their bodies. Finally, we let them rest for 12 hours and continued fucking them the next day.

Amy and Alan went back home only to return the same day with their luggage. Ryan and Sarah had asked both of them to move in for a few months. The plan was to eventually settle in the same home, using it to have sex with Amy and Sarah on a regular basis, along with Trudy.

Kiara and I returned to our home, where our mothers waited for us eagerly. Paul and James were having their share of fun with Neha. Weeks went by, and we made it a ritual to meet at least once a week and have an orgy with all our sluts.

There were a total of 5 dicks and 7 whores. During every orgy, we tied up at least 2 whores on the crossbar, leaving their bodies exposed for whipping and torture while the remaining 5 whores were fucked and humiliated.

The sluts tied to the crossbar were fucked with 9-inch long dildos and vibrators, continuously making them orgasm multiple times in a span of 2-3 hours. They also had their nipples clamped and weights hanging from them while their mouths were tied with a ball-gag. At times, we even blindfolded them to add the element of surprise.

Neha and Sarah loved this treatment more than any other ladies, and by the end of the night, we had their bodies covered in whip marks, hand prints, spit, urine, cum and much more.

Ryan decided to use Sarah’s services to earn money as well. He sold her images and videos online to make a few extra dollars, and Sarah did all this with great pleasure.

Slowly, Sarah and Amy were becoming the biggest whores of our group, and I knew exactly how to tame them.

Sarah & Ryan’s wedding was approaching in a few weeks, and we had grand plans to use Sarah and Amy’s holes for the wedding.

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This is part 2 of my story. Thank you for giving part 1 so much love. If you have not read part 1, please read it to know the background.

Now, back to the story. Gunjan and I were on our way to the club, and in the cab we were sitting close to each other. I was full of lust, but I didn’t want to scare her away. So after she got upset, I stopped doing anything and just put her head on my shoulder and asked her to relax. She was calm after a few minutes.

We then arrived at our hotel first and checked into our separate rooms. I asked her to get ready quickly and come to my room for pre-booze.

She said, “Okay.”

I quickly got ready, and I was desperately waiting to see how hot she would look.

After 30 minutes, there was a knock on my door, and when I saw her, I couldn’t believe my eyes. She was wearing a black shimmery deep V-neck top with black shorts and heels. She was looking so hot. I was staring at her non-stop.

Gunjan: “Will you keep staring, or will you make me a drink?”

Me: “Not my fault. You’re looking so damn hot. I’m going to have a hard time keeping all the men away from you in the club.”

Gunjan: “Haha, don’t worry, I won’t ruin your fun.”

After that, I gave her a vodka with orange juice. She asked to keep the quantities half and half. And I had a neat shot.

We were chatting about random things while drinking, and we had a good hour before we would hit the club. For the next shot, I added vodka slightly more than orange juice, and she didn’t mind. And for every shot, I kept increasing the amount of vodka. She was starting to feel more and more relaxed and comfortable, and I went and sat near her while giving her the fourth shot.

After the fourth shot, I was feeling a bit tipsy, and I knew she was a little tipsy too. I asked her if she wanted to go to the club or wait a few more minutes.

Gunjan: I’ am starting to feel good. Let’s stay for 15 more minutes, and then we’ll leave.

Me: Cool. What do you want to do?

Gunjan: Hmm, I’ve never seen you dance before, so I want to see your moves.

Me: Now? We’re going to the club.

Gunjan: Yes, but I want a preview. Show me your moves. I need to know what I signed up for.

Me: Don’t worry, woman, I’m good at dancing.

Gunjan: Then show me.

Me: There’s no music here.

Gunjan: A real dancer wouldn’t need music.

Me: Haha, okay, but I do need my partner.

I took her hand and pulled her into my arms. She wasn’t expecting it. I put one hand on her waist and held her hand with the other. We started moving slowly; she was laughing and enjoying it, and I was very happy in that moment.

I turned her back towards me and kept grooving, she was grooving too, and her ass was touching my dick. I was starting to get a boner and she felt it too. She quickly distanced herself and said, “Let’s go to the club.”

She did her lipstick touch-up, and we went to the club. It was just next door from the hotel, so we reached in a minute.

I had arranged for a couple of entry passes, and quickly, we were in the club

The vibe was good, Bollywood music blasting, and we immediately joined the crowd and started dancing.

I could see men around us ogling at her, and instead of anger, I felt great that I was with a girl whom others were lusting for.

We were dancing and in between, had a few more shots. She had a gin and tonic, and I had whiskey. The music was good, and the alcohol was doing its job. I started dancing closely with her, I put both my hands around her waist, and hers were around my neck. I moved close to her ear and spoke to her.

Me: Are you enjoying it?

Gunjan: So much fun, I love it. I am so glad you are my friend, and we can have fun together.

Me: We’ll be friends always, but you don’t have to limit yourself, you know. I am open to more.

Gunjan: I know, but I fear this will go away. I don’t want that.

Me: It won’t, let me show you.

Gunjan: Show me. How?

I moved my hands to her ass and pulled her closer to me. I then slid one of my hands on her left boob and pressed it hard. I then turned her back towards me. And put my hand one hand inside her top and gave a squeeze to her stomach. I kissed her neck and pulled her ass in my dick.

Me: Can you feel how much I want you? Do you want me to stop?

By this time, Gunjan was half drunk, and so was I.

Gunjan: I am not sure. I don’t want to risk our friendship.

Me: Nothing is at risk.

I turned her towards me and pulled her in for a kiss.

The taste of gin and vodka on her tongue was driving me crazy, and the thought that I was finally kissing her, that too in public, I was on cloud 9.

Gunjan was also kissing me back, and I had put one on her ass and was enjoying the beauty.

After a few minutes:

Gunjan: What are you doing to me?

Me: Everything that you also want.

We were both high and lustful, and I didn’t want to waste this opportunity.

So I quickly took her back to the hotel. As we reached my room, I locked the room and kissed her hard. We both started taking each other’s clothes off, and we were naked in a minute. She was a beauty, and I was ready to devour her.

I sat on the sofa, and I pulled her, and she sat on my lap.

I started kissing her neck while pressing her boob with my left hand, she was moaning my name.

Gunjan: Shubh, you are too good.

Me: I have just begun.

After exploring her body with my hands and my mouth, I turned her towards me, and her legs were spread in my lap. I kissed her on the lips, and I slowly inserted my tongue in her mouth. She took it and started sucking it, and I was groping her ass with my hands.

After a few minutes, I moved to her neck, and kissed her chest next, and one hand went straight to her pussy. It was amazing, so wet, so ready for me.

Gunjan: I have never done it before, and I am scared.

Me: Don’t worry, I will be gentle.

Gunjan: We don’t have a condom, it’s risky.

I took her bottom lip with my mouth, sucked it good

Me: I will pull out, you need to feel me properly for your first time

I was moving my fingers on her labia, and then I started circling her clit. It was driving her crazy, and she started moaning loudly; her legs started shivering.

I took her left boob in my mouth and sucked it good while my fingers were doing a good job on her clit

She then moved her hand on my dick and started stroking it lightly; it felt good. I wanted to taste her now, and I also wanted her to taste me as well

So I lifted her and took her bed, she sat at the edge of the bed, and I held her head and said:

Me: Open your mouth, you are about to taste something new today.

Gunjan: I want to.

Music to my ears, I pushed her mouth on my dick, and she started to move her head in and out, but she wasn’t doing it right. I couldn’t feel her tongue, so I stopped her.

Me: Wait, you need to learn a bit. Take my thumb, and suck it like you are sucking water from your sipper.

She followed my instructions, and I felt good.

Me: Good, now replicate it with my dick.

She was good then, and so good. I was enjoying it, and I felt I was about to cum. So I stopped her.

I pushed her on the bed and climbed between her legs. She was trembling with fear and pleasure.

I gave a pussy a good lick, and I then sucked her clit for a good time while playing with her nipples. She was arching her body and moaning my name like I was the only thing she needed now.

I moved up quickly and kissed her; she tasted her own juices, and she loved it as much as I did.

Me: It’s time. Tell me. Are you ready for me?

Gunjan: I am ready, Shubh.

I positioned my dick at her entrance and gave a light push. Oof, it was so tight, I loved it. And my dick loved a good challenge.

She started feeling pain and started saying no, no, but I wasn’t going to stop. I gave it one more push, and I was halfway inside, and she started crying with pain.

I kissed her and gave one last push, and I was in her, so warm, my dicked was hugged by her vagina tightly, and I could feel her muscles starting to relax.

I started moving slowly, and soon her pain subsided.

Me: Better now?

Gunjan: Yes, this feels so good.

Me: It’s going to get even better.

I increased my speed, and I was sucking her boob, and we started rocking together.

I kept fucking her like this for 10 minutes, and I could feel my orgasm near, but I was not done with her.

I took my dick out of her vagina; there was a little bit of blood on it, and it felt like victory to me.

I asked her to turn around on her all fours, and she followed my instructions. I guided her to arch her back and positioned myself behind.

I gave one hard push, and she shouted. I was in her again, and this time, I was not gentle.

I kept a good pace while holding her for support. She was moaning like a bitch, and I was loving every moment of it. Whenever I felt I was closer, I would slow down and turn her face slightly and kiss her. We continued for a good 10 minutes, and I was about to cum, as promised, I took it out on her back.

We both were tired, and we slept naked, cuddling afterward.

So, guys, this was my story with Gunjan. I have more stories with her as we continued to be fuck buddies, but the first one always remains special. Thanks for reading

Afzal was standing in front of his window. It was around 2 am, and he woke up because of some noise at the house across the street. This could mean only one thing: Anisha had come home from a night out with her female besties.

His cock became hard as he looked outside his window. Which was right across Anisha’s bedroom at the other side of the street. She almost always immediately closed the curtains when walking into her bedroom as if she knew what he was doing. But this time, he hoped for the best as he was looking.

Anisha was his wildest fantasy for quite some time now. She grew into the amazingly sexy Busty girl she is today at 19 years old. She could be a Supermodel if she wanted to. She has long, perfect black hair.

Sexy pink lips, a flawless toothpaste smile, and photo-shopped smooth skin that was so milky and fair. She was one of the hottest girls a man would have ever seen.

As the years went by, she transformed into a straight-A sex bomb that gave him countless hours of jerking off. Her tits outgrew all of her female classmates. She now carried a pair of DD boobs which would’ve made even the saintliest person turn his head twice.

Some time ago, she started participating in dance. She had joined a dance group, and everyone would come to watch her dance, especially the males, who would get so hard seeing her body while she danced.  All of them used to imagine what she would look like if she danced naked, making them even harder.

Even a full body covering would not be able to hide her big, busty boobs and curvy figure. She could get any guy, but she would never give any guy a chance. That’s why she was a virgin whom every man had fucked in his mind.

Afzal, on the other hand, was an ugly 48-year-old pervert. He was very ugly and unattractive; he looked so dirty and black that whoever saw him thought of him as some low-class labourer or worker. He lived in a small rented house opposite Anisha’s house and lusted heavily after Anisha.

Afzal only had one good asset; he had a big, fat black cock. He used to jerk off a lot, imagining Anisha being nude and her boobs rubbing on his face. Even though he knew he would never be able to bang Anisha. He still always wanted that one chance.

Anisha, on the other hand, hated Afzal. He was an ugly creep, a pervert whom Anisha would not even want to look at, and Afzal was so smelly that he never used to bathe.

Now, coming to Afzal, one night he was spying, trying to see sexy Anisha’s body. He also would get hornier about Anisha. She was from an upper-middle-class family, and he was a low-class, horny man. Just the thought of sex with her would make his dick hard, so he hoped his luck worked.

So yeah, as he was spying, trying to look from his window into her room. It was diagonally opposite, but he used to get a good look at the room. So, he started looking and saw Anisha come to her room. She had returned from a party, and she was too drunk.

Still, Afzal did not care about that. She was wearing he mind blown by her sexy body and dress she was wearing a tight tank top. It barely covered her big boobs and showed a very sexy, tempting cleavage and a short skirt showing off her sexy, smooth, milky thighs.

He got so hard looking at this view. He lowered his dirty underwear. He started to rub his black cock while thinking about him. She would mostly close her curtains so that Afzal could not see her changing clothes. But today, as she was drunk, she did not notice that her curtains were open.

She kept her stuff on the table and looked at her sexy figure in the mirror. Then he went on to take off her clothes. At this moment, Afzal was about to go mad as he could maybe see her naked. Anisha started to take off her skirt when he suddenly looked towards the window.

She realised the curtains were not put on, and she went and put the curtains on. Afzal got mad that he could not see her naked today. He still jerked off a lot imagining how this milky, busty chick was looking. How many men would want to bang her like a slut and use her, as she was the hottest girl in the city?

It was 2 weeks later, on a Saturday. While the whole neighbourhood was vastly asleep at 3 am, Afzal waited for Anisha to come home. It had been 2 weeks since she had last gone out. He had been waiting ever since to get another opportunity to see her undressed. Also, the fact that her parents went on a trip for the weekend made it even more interesting.

He had almost fallen asleep in front of the window when he heard a car driving down the street. As he picked his head up and watched the headlights come closer, he suddenly heard the sound of metal scratching and a cat screaming as the car hit his rented small house gate and damaged it partially.

He was immediately awakened as he rushed outside to see the car parked against his was none other than Anisha’s father’s car. He had newly learned how to drive, and being drunk this time, he caused an accident. It took a while before he realised what had just happened.

At this moment, the car door opened. Anisha stepped out of it, obviously having been drinking, though sobering up very quickly with all the adrenaline rushing through her body. She looked panicked and startled when she saw Afzal standing in front of her car.

“Oh, my god, I’m so sorry, Afzal. I didn’t mean to!”

Afzal tried to look furious, but as Anisha came closer to him, he almost fainted. She must have been at some prom or fancy club. She was wearing a skin-tight black strapless dress. Her long legs standing on high heels, her small waist wrapped in the smooth fabric.

An amazing amount of cleavage popping out above the dress had made his cock hard immediately. She pushed her long black hair over her shoulder as she observed what she’d just done.

“Oh no, shit. I’m so fucked right now,” she muttered to herself, still somewhat in shock.

He said, “What have you done to damage the gates of my house?” He was poor. He could not waste any more money on getting the gates repaired. But the thing was that a cat was also killed, and it was a pet cat of her neighbours.  Anisha got so worried that she was in big trouble, and she could not get out.

She asked Afzal if he could help her. At this time, an evil plan came to his mind, and he asked her to come to his house after parking her car. However, she did not want to go into the house of this dirty Muslim man. She knew it would be smelly and dirty.

She was worried and wanted to get out of the problem, so she went in with some hesitation. Afzal looked at her as she came to his house. He was so excited to see her sexy, big, milky white boobs shaking and bouncing while she came.

He felt lucky that he might finally be able to do something which no other man could do till now, and his black, smelly cock was getting hard. Which Anisa, of course, did not notice as she was still lost in the problem.

To be continued.

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Mujhe late ho raha tha toh maine uncle se kaha ki, “Ye sab chhodiye… abhi mujhe late ho raha hai… ghar jana hoga.

Vishesh uncle: Theek hai beta… dhyan rakhna.

Main chala gaya aur raaste mein dekha ki bhabhi market aayi hui hai aur woh bhi paidal aayi thi. Mujhe bohot bura lag raha tha ki gaadi hone ke bawajood bhabhi aise akele paidal market mein samaan kharid rahi hai.

Maine driver ko kaha, “Gaadi side mein lagao.”

Main gaya bhabhi ke paas aur unse kaha:

Me: Bhabhi, laiye mujhe samaan dedijiye.

Bhabhi: Are, Veer… tum kab aaye?

Me: Bas… ghar ja raha tha aur raaste mein aap dikh gayi.

Maine bags le liye unke haath se. Mujhe thoda ajeeb lag raha tha uss din ke liye. Maine bhabhi se sorry kaha.

Bhabhi: Kyun?

Me: Bhabhi, wo main aur Priya jo kar rahe the…

Bhabhi: Tu chinta mat kar… mujhe pata hai uss Priya ne hi tujhe majboor kiya hoga.

Me: Thank you bhabhi. Mummy ne kya kaha?

Bhabhi: Chinta mat kar… unhein bhi aaj achhe se samjha diya hai maine.

Me: Bhabhi, jab se papa aur bhaiya nahin hain, tab se bohot akela sa feel hota hai. Main kaise itna bada business sambhalunga?

Bhabhi ne mera left haath pakda bicep ki taraf se.

Bhabhi: Tu sochta bohot hai, shaitan. Girlfriend bana le koi… ab umar ho rahi hai teri bhi.

Me: Are kahan bhabhi? Kaisi ladki chahiye, woh thori milegi.

Bhabhi: Kaisi ladki chahiye? Bata mujhe…

Me: Aapki jaisi.

Bhabhi: (Haste hue) Achha?

Me: Bhabhi, aapki jaisi wife ho toh 1 second bhi akela na chhoru. Din bhar saath raho, romance karo, khush rakho, duniya ki saari khushiyan dun.

Ye baatein sun kar bhabhi ke mann mein pyaar aane laga.

Me: Aur bhabhi, pata hai… har weekends mein movie dikhane le jaunga use.

Bhabhi: Khushnaseeb hogi woh aurat jo teri biwi banegi.

Hum gaadi mein baith gaye.

Bhabhi: Main hi ek abhagan hoon na? Mere bacche hain na, pati.

Maine unka sar apne kandhe par rakha aur kaha, “Bhabhi, aap bhi bohot zyada sochti ho. Ab ye sab chhodo… kal Diwali hai… khush ho jao aap.”

Phir main bhabhi ko gudgudi karke hasane laga aur galti se unke boobs par haath lag gaya. Unki body mein current sa gaya aur maine haath peeche kar liya. Phir hum ghar pohonch gaye aur dinner karke so gaye.

Agle din, Diwali ki tayyari ki humne aur maine socha tha ki aaj raat bhabhi ko pata lunga. Phir rangoli banayi aur shaam tak main, bhabhi aur mummy tayyar ho gaye.

Sabne celebrate kiya, patakhe jalaye aur 9 baje hum ghar ke andar aaye. Phir main sochne laga ki, “Aisa kya karun jo aaj hi bhabhi maan jaye?”

Phir mujhe ek idea aaya, “Kyun na main lund mein dard hone ka natak karun?”

Phir raat ko jab bhabhi mere room mein doodh dene aayi, tab maine unke aane ki aawaz suni aur turant bed par let kar, “Aahh… aahh…” karke dard bhari aawazein nikalne laga.

Bhabhi room mein aayi aur hairan ho gayi ki kya hua mujhe. Bhabhi ne doodh table par rakha aur mujhse puchhne lagi:

Bhabhi: Veer, kya hua? Chot lagi hai kya?

Bhabhi darr gayi thi. Maine natak karte hue kaha, “Bhabhi, aap jao… main aapko nahin bata sakta.”

Bhabhi: Mujhe nahin batayega toh kise batayega?

Maine kaha, “Nahi bhabhi… aap jao.”

Bhabhi: Veer, tujhe meri kasam hai… bata, kya hua hai.

Me: Bhabhi, mere vahaan dard ho raha hai.

Bhabhi: Unhein samajh nahin aa raha tha kya hua hai.

Me: Bhabhi, bohot dard ho raha hai.

Bhabhi: Chal, doctor ke paas chal.

Ye sun kar meri hawa nikal gayi. Achhe khase plan par paani fer diya bhabhi ne.

Me: Bhabhi, nahin hil sakta main.

Bhabhi ne himmat karke kaha, “Mujhe dikha.”

Maine kaha, “Bhabhi, ye kya bol rahi ho aap?”

Bhabhi: Maa jaisi hoon teri… mujhse mat sharma.

Maine apna 7.5 inch ka kaala lund nikala, jo dekh kar bhabhi ki aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi. Woh 1 minute toh mere lund ko hi dekhti rahi.

Main samajh gaya tha ki plan kaam kar raha hai. Aur mera lund bahar nikal kar bhabhi ko salami de raha tha, jhatke maar raha tha aur woh jhatke bohot zor dar the. Phir bhabhi hosh mein aayi.

Maine apna haath liya aur hilane laga zor zor se.

Bhabhi: Veer, ye kya kar rahe ho?

Me: Bhabhi, aise achha lag raha hai.

Bhabhi: Mummy ji aayengi… andar karo Veer ise.

Me: Bhabhi, bohot dard ho raha hai… please, kuch karo aap.

Phir bhabhi sochne lagi aur kuch der baad woh mummy ke room mein gayi aur dekha mummy so rahi hai. Phir unhone room lock kiya aur aakar mere paas baith gayi.

Me: Bhabhi, agar aap ise thoda sa hila do toh mujhe achha lagega… dard kam hoga.

Bhabhi: Ye kya keh rahe ho tum Veer? Mai bhabhi ji tumhari…

Me: Bhabhi, please… bohot dard ho raha hai.

Phir maine bhabhi ka haath pakda aur apne lund par rakh diya. Unke sparsh se mera lund toh, maano, jaise lohe ke khambe ki tarah shakt ho gaya. Mere expressions bhabhi ko bat rahe the ki mujhe kitna achha lag raha hai.

Phir bhabhi ne badi himmat karke mera lund hilana shuru kiya. Unhone 10 minute tak mera lund hilaya phir kaha ki, “Veer, ab theek hai?”

Me: Nahi, bhabhi… jab tak nikal nahin jaata, tab tak, please.

Bhabhi mera lund hilane lagi aur mere supade ki mehak se woh madhosh ho rahi thi. Maine dekha kaise bra aur blouse ke upar se bhi unke nipples shakt dikh rahe the.

Maine 1 second bhi na waste karte huye bhabhi ko daboch liya aur unke upar chadh gaya. Bhabhi boli:

Bhabhi: Kutte, chhor mujhe! Bhabhi hoon teri. Kisi ko pata chal gaya toh kahi muh dikhane layak nahin rahenge.

Maine ek na suni aur maine unki saree utaar di. Ab woh blouse aur petticoat mein thi. Mera khada lund unke pet mein chubh raha tha.

Phir bhabhi ne mujhe ek zor ka dhakka diya, main bed se gir gaya aur mujhe sar par lag gayi thi, par aisa bhabhi ko laga ki mujhe chot lagi hai.

Main acting karne laga aur bhabhi mere paas aayi. Phir main rone laga aur kaha ki:

Me: Bhabhi, aapko toh pata hai na mera aapke aur maa ke alawa koi nahi hai. Kya karun? Aur bhaiya bhi toh nahi hain aapke saath. Ab agar main aapko khush rakhna chahu toh kya ye galat hai?

Bhabhi: Veer, baat ko samajh. Main bhabhi hoon teri. Kisi ko pata chal gaya toh…

Me: Bhabhi, kisi ko pata nahin chalega, I promise.

Main rone laga aur bohot request karne laga.

Bhabhi: Sirf ek baar, Veer. Uske baad kabhi mat kehna.

Maine mann hi mann socha, “Bhabhi, ek baar Veer ka lund toh lo, agli baar se khud mangne aayogi aap.”

Aage ki kahani part 4 mein.

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Dosto, aage ki aane wali kahani aur zyada lambi aur mazedar hogi.

Toh bhaiyon apna lund pakad ke aur behno apni chut mein ungli daal kar baithe rahiye… jald hi wapas aaunga.

This story is a figment of my imagination. All characters mentioned in the story are fictional and created for entertainment. Please don’t mail me asking for my details. Review emails are appreciated.

Alex: Alan, why don’t you take your sisters tonight while Ryan and I take your mother? Kiara, we’ll use your services whenever needed.

Alan ordered his sisters to undress while Ryan and I drew back our attention to his mother and my wife.

Ryan shoved his dick back into his mother-in-law’s mouth while his sister, my wife, Kiara, began to unbuckle my pants. As soon as my dick was out, Kiara covered it with her salivating mouth and began sucking me as if her life depended on it.

Ryan and I grabbed our whore’s head and began fucking their mouths roughly as their saliva dripped down their mouths.

We both were going hard in their mouth, slapping them in between, choking them and gagging their throats with our dicks. After 5 minutes of fucking, Ryan and I exchanged positions. I shoved my dick in his MIL’s mouth now while he decided to mouth-fuck his sister.

I decided to go rough on his MIL. I grabbed her neck with my hand and pulled her up. With my other hand, I slapped her face.

SLAP

“More, Master,” Amy begged.

SLAP

“One more, Master,” Amy’s voice echoed along with her daughter’s moans in the room.

SLAP SLAP SLAP!

I slapped her brutally without any mercy. I wanted to give her a glimpse of what she was getting into. Her daughter, Sarah, had picked up after her as both mother and daughter enjoyed being treated like whores.

Ryan got motivated watching his MIL getting brutally assaulted by me. He pulled up his sister and placed her next to Amy as he took a position to slap her face.

Both of us slapped our sluts to our heart’s content, and they, too, begged for it even more after every slap.

Once we were done, Ryan pushed Kiara over Amy and commanded them to make out with each other. This was Amy’s first lesbian encounter, but oh my, she did well and ate my wife’s mouth like a lover.

Both sluts were exchanging saliva in no time as their pussies dripped with sweet nectar. I then made Kiara sit on Amy’s mouth as she stuck out her tongue and stuffed it inside Kiara’s cunt.

Kiara too bent and started licking Amy’s pussy. While this was going on, I turned back to see Alan fucking his sister like a bull. He was making them moan and scream with his dick, and Sarah, being the biggest whore in the room, was loving it all.

Finally, both Kiara and Amy released their juices on each other as they squirted. We gave them a minute before picking up Amy for a fuck.

Ryan sat on the sofa and pulled his MIL onto his lap. He kissed her as she bent down, taking position to land her pussy on her son-in-law’s cock. As soon as his dick touched her pussy, a current ran through her body.

Ryan didn’t wait any longer, and in one push, he shoved his dick right inside his MIL’s sloppy pussy. I, too, positioned myself behind her and started rubbing my dick on her shit-hole

Amy: Not there, I can’t take 2 dicks at the same time

SLAP, Ryan slapped her as soon as she said that

Ryan: You think we care what you want? SLAP, you’ll do exactly what your Masters tell you to do, do you understand? SLAP SLAP SLAP

Amy: Yes, Master, she sobbed.

I spanked her ass as I pushed my dick on her rosebud. Her asshole was loose, so I knew this was not her first time taking it in the ass; however, it was her first time getting fucked by 2 dicks at the same time, and it definitely wasn’t going to be the last.

Alex: We are going to make you the biggest whore of this family, bigger than your own daughter

I said as I slid my dick right inside her rectum. Amy let out a loud moan as she felt every inch of my dick inside her shit-hole.

Amy: Oh fuck, I feel so full down there, oh fuck, you are killing me, she moaned with her eyes rolled back in their sockets.

Ryan: Not yet, Mommy, but we definitely will kill you soon when you take a few more dicks in those same dirty holes of yours, SLAP

Amy: Yes, Master, call me Mommy, that makes me feel so dirty and slutty. Fuck your mommy, Masters.

Ryan: You are such a big whore, Mommy. Let us fuck the shit out of your holes now, Mommy.

Alex: Yes, let us show you how a whore-Mommy gets fucked

Saying this, we started thrusting our dicks in and out of her holes. Kiara looked at us, rubbing her pussy while Amy moaned on top of her voice. Her moans were mixed with her daughter, Sarah and her niece, Trudy’s moans in the room. The room felt like a whore-house, echoing with the moans and screams of these sluts.

Ryan and I could feel each other’s dick through Amy’s holes as our balls banged on each other every time we shoved our dick inside this slut.

I grabbed my wife and started to kiss her as I was fucking Ryan’s MIL in front of her.

Kiara: You look so hot when you fuck a woman in front of me

Alex: That’s the reason I love you, you always let me do what I want to do

Saying this, I smooched her harder and spat inside her mouth.

Alex: Want to check how this whore tastes? I asked my wife.

Kiara: Definitely

I immediately pulled my dick out of Amy’s asshole and shoved it straight inside my wife’s mouth. She licked my dick, tasting Amy’s rectum right over it with the utmost pleasure. She covered my dick in her saliva and made it ready to go back where it was a few seconds ago. This time, my dick slid inside like a hot knife in butter.

Kiara: She’s so good, I can’t wait to see how you plan to torture this whore,

She said as she moved up to kiss me with the same mouth that tasted Amy’s shit-hole from my dick. We both kissed passionately as I was thrusting into Amy.

After 10 minutes of intense fucking, we decided to exchange our positions. I lay on the sofa, and this time Amy landed her pussy on my cock while her Son-In-Law was taking position behind her.

Instead of shoving her shit-hole, Ryan got a bit more adventurous and, without any warning, her pushed his dick along with mine inside his MIL’s cunt.

Amy let out a scream as she felt her pussy stretch like never before to accommodate two giant cocks at once.

Kiara got on top of me as I started to tongue-fuck her pussy while she and Amy started to kiss each other. Kiara calmed Amy down as her pussy still adjusted to our dicks.

Once we thought we were comfortable, we decided to fuck her brains out. Kiara stimulated her further by nibbling on her nipples. We fucked the daylights out of her pussy as she screamed with every breath in her lungs.

After 20 minutes of intense stimulation, Amy’s body gave up. She tightened her pussy’s grip over our dicks as her body stiffened up. She closed her eyes and screamed with an open mouth, and her voice died before it came out.

My mouth was still below my wife’s pussy, who finally let it go and squirted all over my face. She tasted like honey.

Within a few seconds, her legs started to shake as she reached the ultimate orgasm of her life. She started shaking as she still felt our dicks inside her sensitive pussy while she came all over it.

We gave her a minute and decided to fuck her right through the orgasm that stimulated her further. In no time, she came for the second time in a span of 2 minutes. Our dicks had given up now, as it was the tightest any pussy had held us inside.

We made both Kiara and Amy go down on their knees and shoved our dick in their mouths. Amy, still recovering from her intense orgasms, somehow regained composure as she began sucking on her son-in-law’s dick.

It took us 2 minutes to unload our white gold all over our whore’s face. Kiara and Amy immediately started to lick each other’s faces as they mixed and swallowed our cum.

We dragged both the bitches by their hair into the bathroom and made them go down on their knees in the bathtub.

Ryan and I aimed our dicks at Amy and Kiara, and within a second, we sprayed our pee all over their body. Amy was taken aback by this as she had never experienced urine-play before, but her submissive instincts made her open her mouth immediately and taste our golden shower.

Kiara too took it all with grace, as this was her favourite drink, and both the whores started making out again in the bathtub covered in our filth. They sucked and swallowed all our pee from each other’s bodies and the floor of the bathtub.

It was a treat to watch these whores. We left these sluts with each other and walked out of the bathroom only to see Trudy jumping on Alan’s dick while Sarah was getting herself sucked by her own brother. We decided to join the party as we walked towards them.

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Main Priya ke chuchiyon ko dabate hue dhakke laga raha tha.

Priya: “Hey bhagwan! Insan hai ya danav? Tera nikalta kyu nahi, madarchod!”

Me: “Randi, ye toh pehli baar hai. Abhi dekhti ja tu, main kaise tujhe har ek position mein chodta hu.”

Fir maine dhakke aur zor se lagane shuru kar diye. Par Main aur Priya chudai ke sukh mein itne madhosh ho gaye the ki ye tak yaad nahi tha ke darwaza khula hua hai.

Raat ke 8 baj gaye the aur mummy aur bhabhi aa gayi thi. Poore ghar mein thap-thap ki aawaz gunj rahi thi. Mummy aur bhabhi shocked thein ki, “Ye kya ho raha hai?”

Fir Priya: “Aahhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaahhhh… uuuummmmmmmm… chod madarchod! Faad de meri chut! Iss chut ko bhar de apni malai se!”

Main aur tez dhakke lagane laga. Maine kaha, “Aahh Priya… meri jaan… tu mujhse shaadi karle… apne uss namard pati ko chhor de!”

Mummy aur bhabhi sunn rahi thi ye sab baatein. Vo dono ki aankhein fati ki fati reh gayi hamari chudai dekh kar. Fir maine jaise hi position badalne ke liye Priya ko god mein uthaya, piche mudte hue dekha ki mummy aur bhabhi hain. Maine Priya ko niche utara aur blanket se khud ko cover karne laga.

Me: “Mummy!! Bhabhi!! Aisa kuch nahi hai jaisa aap samajh rahi ho. Sacchi mein.”

Sudha (Mummy): Gusse mein boli, “Veer, tujhe kya samjha tha? Kya nikla?”

Par bhabhi kuch nahi keh rahi thi. Shayad unhe meri chudai dekh kar achha lag raha tha. Par fir mummy ki baatein sun kar vo bhi shuru ho gayi.

Kirti (Bhabhi): “Mummy ji, zaroor iss Priya ne hi kuch kiya hai. Veer toh aisa bilkul nahi tha. Achanak ye sab Veer nahi kar sakta.”

Maine bahut mushkil se situation handle ki, par mummy ne Priya ko kaam se nikal diya. 1 hafte tak kisine mujhse baat nahi ki. Shanti thi bahut ghar par. Fir maine socha, “Kyu na Priya ko office mein hi bulakar chod lu?”

Fir maine Priya ko call kiya. Usne cut kar diya. Aur aise hi 5 baar usne mera call cut kiya. Fir maine uske account mein 20 hazar rupaye bhej diye. Fir jab call kiya toh usne uthaya aur kaha:

Priya: “Kya kaam hai ab?”

Me: “Meri jaan, uss din jo hua, use bhul ja. Vapas apne malik ka lund chabane aaja.”

Priya: “Kaise aau? Teri randi maa aur bhabhi ne toh kaam se hi nikal diya hai.”

Me: “Office mein aajao, Priya ji.”

Priya: “Theek hai… aati hu… par, aur paise bhejo. Aapne uss din chudai ke josh mein mere kapde hi faad diye the. Meri bhi tumhare ghar mein hi reh gayi thi. Mujhe aadhe kapdon mein ghar jana pada tha. Mere pati ko shak ho gaya aur bahut maara usne mujhe.”

Me: “Meri jaan, tujh par toh sab loot du. Bata, kitne chahiye?”

Priya: “20 hazar aur bhejo.”

Me: “Tu 30 rakh… bas, jaldi aaja. Main tujhe bina chode nahi reh paunga. Please, jaldi aaja.”

Dosto, maine apni izzat ki maa chod di thi. Uske samne main bahut ego wala ladka tha, par chudai ke bhoot ne ‘please’ bolne par majboor kar diya.

Fir Priya office aayi. Uske aate hi main nanga ho gaya aur use chumne laga. Uske honth, gaal, fir uske kaan, gardan – sab chaat raha tha. Aur vo mera lund hila rahi thi aur kabhi chut par patka rahi thi.

Maine uski salwar aur kurti utaar di. Vo sirf bra aur panty mein thi.

Me: “I love you, meri randi. Tera ye jism dekh kar main rok nahi pata khud ko.”
Priya: “Sab tumhara hai, mere raja.”

Maine Priya ko thappad maara.

Me: “Malik bol mujhe, randi kutiya. Varna teri chut ka bhosda bana dunga. Samjhi?”

Priya: “Samajh gayi, Malik.”

Maine uski panty utaar di aur 69 position mein ek dusre ko chusne lage. Main uski chut chaat raha tha aur vo mera lund chus rahi thi.

Aise hi 30 minute ek dusre ko chusne ke baad, main table par let gaya aur use apne upar bula liya. Usne apni rasbhari chut par mera lund set kiya aur ucchalne lagi.

Priya: “Aaaaaahhhhh… malik… aaaaahhhhhhhh… meri chutttttt! Aaaaaahhh… aaj faad do ise, malik! Malai daal do mere andar! Mujhe aapka baccha apne pet mein chahiye, malik!”

Me: “Aaja. Aaj tujhe pregnant kar hi deta hu. Ye le!”

Main zor zor se apni kamar upar-neech karne laga – bahut tez chodne laga use. Uska 2 baar pani nikal chuka tha. Fir achanak door knock hua. Maine screen par dekha toh Vishesh uncle the.

Fir Priya utar kar kapde pehenne lagi, par maine uske kapde pehenne se pehle door khol diya. Vishesh uncle ka muh khula ka khula reh gaya.

Vishesh uncle ne pehli baar aisi aurat nangi dekhi thi — thick thighs, badi badi chuchiyan, vo badi si gand. Jab vo apni panty pehen rahi thi, tab aur badi dikhne lagi. Vishesh uncle ka lund khada ho gaya. Fir unhone meri taraf dekha.

Vishesh Uncle: “Beta, ye sab kya hai?”

Me: “Uncle, ye meri randi hai. Aap chaho toh ye aapka bistar bhi garam kar degi.”

Ye sun kar Priya mujhe ghurne lagi. Maine kaha, “Kyu, Priya? Karogi na?”

Priya: “Madarchod, tere liye aayi thi yaha… teri company ko chut ka daan dene nahi!”

Me: Main uske paas gaya aur kaha, “Tu meri randi hai!” Ye kehte hue maine use daboch liya. Fir uski chuchiyan dabane laga aur gand dabane laga. Fir lund set karke chodne laga.

Priya: “Aahhh… main sabse chudungi… aahhh… lekin mujhe aur paise dena hai!”

Maine drawer khola aur 60 hazar rupaye nikale aur uske muh par fek diye. Maine kaha, “Vishesh uncle, kapde kholiye. Dekhta hu kaise chudegi ye aaj. Poore company ke mardon se chudwa kar hi bhejunga iss randi ko.”

Priya: (Paise dekh kar khush ho gayi) “Ajao madarchodo… nikal lo apni garmi.”

Use ghodi bana kar maine apna lund uske muh mein daal diya aur uske muh ko chodne laga. Vishesh uncle ne piche se use chodna shuru kiya.

Dosto, Vishesh uncle ki height choti hai, 5’4″ hai aur lund 5 inch ka hai aur thode kale hai. Fir Priya ne rukne ko kaha.

Mujhe laga kuch kehna hai toh:

Priya: “Kitna chota lund hai iss bhosdiwale ka!”

Vishesh uncle ne uski gaand par thappad lagane lage. Lagatar 6 thappad lagaye, jisse uski gand par nishan baith gaye. Fir main bhi josh mein aagaya aur uske baal samet kar pakad liya aur lund chusane laga.

Vishesh uncle bahut speed mein uski gaand maar rahe the, unka stamina bhi kaafi acha tha.

Fir humne jagah badli. Maine uski chut mein lund dala aur speed mein chodne laga.

Priya: “Aaaahh… aaahh… aaahh… aaaaaaahhhh… itna bada… hayeeeeee… aaahhh… Veer! Malai se bhar de mujhe! Tera baccha paalna hai… aaahhh!”

Vishesh uncle use lund chusa rahe the aur uske muh mein malai chhod diye. Fir 10 minute baad maine apna saara dahi Priya ki chut mein nikal diya.

Main uske upar jhuk gaya, par mera lund abhi bhi khada tha. Par maine socha, “Bhabhi aur mummy zyada zaroori hain. Priya toh patt hi gayi hai… ise Vishesh uncle sambhal lenge. Asli maal toh ghar mein pada hai.”

Fir maine apna lund nikala aur uski chut se mere virya ka samundar behne laga. Fir Priya paise lekar chali gayi.

Vishesh Uncle: “Beta, meri toh shaadi nahi hui… par tune toh meri suhagrat aaj iss randi ke sath banwai.”

Me: “Arey… chill uncle. Ab se ye aapki hai. Iske pati se divorce karwa dunga… aap shaadi kar lena. Par ek dikkat hai… Maine apna maal uski chut mein nikal diya hai.”

Aage ki kahani part 3 mein padhiye…

I’m writing here after a long gap, and I hope you all enjoy the story below.

Jay lay alone on his bed, wide awake at 3 AM. His hands reached out to the other half of the bed, wanting to feel the presence of his soon-to-be ex-wife, Rakhi. It had been almost a week since she left their house to stay with her parents. Jay knew a divorce was now imminent.

Whenever Jay thought of Rakhi, he couldn’t help but think about her voluptuous 34D breasts, fairer than her face. Her medium brown nipples formed the most alluring udder he had ever seen. His 7” dick rose to salute the image in his mind.

He just reached out and grabbed a flashlight. The bed was strewn with various male sex toys, including Venus, cock rings, artificial vaginas, etc.

Down in the dumps from the impending doom of his marriage, Jay could only think of relieving himself multiple times a day. He did not even hold back on his moans while orgasming. Something that concerned his mother, whose bedroom was adjacent to her son’s.

Neelam, Jay’s mom, knew about the perils of loneliness, having lost her husband to an accident before she turned 40! She never turned to another man and made her kids her whole world. So now, 15 years later, seeing the similar depression devouring her son tugged at her heartstrings.

She had tried everything at her end, including begging Rakhi to return home, but to no avail. The initial 4-5 days since Rakhi left were filled with angry noises coming from Jay’s bedroom. Neelam tried her best to support her son, but he just shut her off.

The days were marked by angry outbursts from Jay in his bedroom. The night’s air carried hollowed moans as Jay indulged in repeated orgasms to deal with the pain of heartbreak.

The next 2 days were a period of grief with no angry outbursts but cries of sorrow. But the night routine remained the same. This continued for almost a week.

After a week, one morning when Neelam woke up, Jay was not in the house. Worried, she called him, but he assured her that he would return home at night. When the doorbell rang at night, Neelam opened the door. She froze in her place, horrified.

For the first time, she saw her son coming home completely inebriated. He could barely walk. Neelam supported him as he shuffled across from the main door to his bedroom. Neelam lay her son down on the bed and tried to remove his tie.

Jay did the unthinkable as he grabbed at his mother’s bosom and squeezed her breasts. Neelam stepped back in horror! She instinctively slapped Jay, but it did not affect him as he smiled with his eyes half shut. Neelam realised that he was not in his senses.

She went back near him and resumed removing his tie and shoes so that her son could sleep peacefully. Jay, completely oblivious to the situation, once again grabbed at his mother’s ample breasts and squeezed them. Neelam didn’t know how to react.

She was angry, but at the same time, was also aware that her son was not in his senses. She removed his tie and shoes and left him to sleep. Once back in her bedroom, she stood in front of the mirror and slapped herself. Not once but twice. She was ashamed to look at herself in the mirror.

She reached between her legs from above her saree, and realised that her panties were wet. She was extremely angry with herself for getting turned on by her son groping her boobs. She stripped off her saree, blouse, petticoat, bra and panty, changing into her nighty. All the while abusing herself, she retired to bed.

She was unable to shrug off the wetness as the scene of her son groping her breasts kept playing in her mind. For the last 15 years, Neelam had given up on sex completely. Despite being fair and beautiful, she had a curvy figure that drew eyes everywhere she went.

She wanted to remain faithful to her husband even after his death and solely focused on her 2 children, Jay and Priti.

Even after both her kids had married and settled down, Neelam had not thought about sex at all until tonight. Suddenly, she got up from her bed and once again stood in front of the mirror. She slowly began removing her nighty. She was fully naked underneath.

Neelam’s 36DD boobs were saggy now and fell a little over her tummy. Her tummy had a bit of a protrusion. Below it was the super hairy pussy, which she had not used for anything except urination for 15 years! Neelam caressed her whole body with her own hands.

It gave her goosebumps, ultimately reaching for her pussy. Her fingers navigated through her pubic forest, finally touching the outer lips of her pussy. She continued to look at herself and fingered her pussy. To her shock, she imagined her own son, Jay, standing beside her.

Fully naked, kissing her neck and groping her breasts, while his dick touched his mother’s thighs. Neelam could no longer control it, and within seconds, she orgasmed. Neelam’s eyes rolled up, and her legs shook. She fell to the floor, moaning in pleasure.

15 years of suppressed orgasms hit her like waves after waves. Although too weak from an intense climax, she did not stop fingering her pussy. Finally, after a few minutes, she caught her breath and calmed down. Regaining her composure, Neelam smiled while looking at herself in the mirror.

Normally, she would have felt guilty for sexualising motherhood. But the intensity of the orgasm and the feeling of relief and comfort negated the guilt. She felt so addicted to the dopamine release that within minutes, she once again masturbated her pussy.

This time, using her hairbrush, she had a relatively less intense but still amazing orgasm. Smiling while still lying on the floor in front of the mirror, Neelam drifted off to sleep. She was awakened at around 6 AM by a sound she had familiarised herself with for a week but dreaded a lot.

Her son was once again moaning, probably getting off to orgasms. He could not do it last night, being very drunk. She got up, washed herself, and once again was worried sick about her son. Almost an hour passed, and Jay was still at it, having cum at least thrice.

Neelam had had enough. She put on her nighty and set off for her son’s bedroom, wanting to confront him and pleading to stop all this. However, when she reached the door, Neelam stood still. She neither attempted to open the door nor did she knock on it.

With guilt riding her mind, she unwillingly bent and peered through the keyhole. She hated herself for what she was doing, but it was as if an unknown sexual energy was forcing her to do all this. Under the bedroom light, Neelam could see her son, Jay, fully naked on the bed.

He was using an artificial pussy toy on his dick with one hand and looking at something on his phone with the other. For the first time, Neelam saw her son’s naked adult dick, and she immediately started dripping from her pussy. Neelam could not help but touch her pussy, while looking at her son masturbating.

Within minutes, Jay gave out another loud moan as he cum inside the artificial pussy toy. Hearing her son moan and cum, Neelam could not hold it either. Covering her mouth with one hand, she too cum standing right outside her son’s bedroom, looking at her son’s naked dick.

Jay lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. Neelam had tears in her eyes. The guilt of masturbating, looking at her son, mixed with the helplessness she felt for her son’s situation. She stood straight and wiped off her tears. She had had enough and decided to take the bold step ahead.

She opened the door and walked into Jay’s bedroom. Usually, Jay kept his door locked, but since he had slept drunk last night, he had not locked his door. Jay fumbled on seeing his mother walk in and tried to cover himself. Neelam sat down beside Jay on the bed.

He rudely asked her to leave him alone. Neelam gently caressed Jay’s head, wanting to calm him down. With a jerk, Jay pushed away his mother’s hand.

Neelam then slapped her son. Jay was not expecting this at all and stared in disbelief at his mother. She had not raised her hand at him in the last 15 years! He had no recollection of his mother slapping him last night, as he was very drunk.

Neelam- “Tujhe pata hai tune kal kya kiya?”
[Do you know what you did yesterday?]

Jay- “Haa… sorry maine sharaab pi”
[Yes… I’m sorry, I was drunk.]

Neelam- “Sharaab pike ghar aake tune kya kiya tujhe nahi pata?”
[You don’t know what you did after coming home drunk?]

Jay gave a surprised look to his mother. He really did not remember that while drunk, he had groped his mom’s breasts from above her saree, not once but twice. Neelam understood he genuinely did not recollect.

She took Jay’s hand, placed it on her left breast and squeezed his fingers. Jay was aghast, pulling back his hand.

Neelam- “Kyu kya hua? Jab tune kal raat ko ye kiya tha tab toh tujhe sharam nahi aayi, fir ab kyu?”
[What happened? When you had no shame in doing this yesterday night, then why feel ashamed now?]

Jay, still stunned at what had just happened, realised what he had done in his drunken state last night. After a few minutes of silence and avoiding eye contact with his mother, Jay burst out into tears. He apologised to his mother with folded hands.

Neelam could no longer control herself and hugged her son tightly. Jay, forgetting he is still naked, hugged his mom back, still crying his eyes out. Breaking the hug, Neelam held her son’s face in her hands and kissed his forehead, asking him to calm down and that she forgave him.

She suddenly looked down and saw her son’s flaccid dick slowly getting hard. Neelam continued to wipe her son’s tears and kissed his forehead and cheeks. But then suddenly, she placed her lips on her son’s. They did not kiss. Both of them just froze. None of them pulled back.

After staring at each other for a minute or two in the same state, they both gave in. Neelam sucked her son’s lower lip while Jay sucked his mother’s upper lip. Jay reached out and grabbed his mother’s breasts as his tongue entered her mouth, fighting with hers.

Neelam ran her hands all over her son’s upper body, rubbing his chest and arms. This is the first time in 15 years that Neelam was touching a man sexually and was getting touched by one. The sexual fire suppressed for almost 2 decades flared up.

Neelam almost became a dominatrix, eating her son’s lips and tongue and aggressively caressing his body. Jay, indulging in his own aggressive form of lust stemming from the heartbreak, tore off his mother’s nighty and threw it away. Both the mother and son were fully naked now in each other’s arms.

As the rays of the morning sun lit up the bedroom, the mother and son wished each other a good morning of new lust, love and relationship. Neelam immediately took her son’s hand and guided it down to her hairy pussy. Jay’s hands became fully wet as if he had put his fingers under running tap water.

Neelam’s pussy was flowing with wetness. The touch of her son’s hand down there and his tongue in her mouth was all too much to handle. Neelam orgasmed on her son’s bed on his fingers while being touched by him. Jay took his fingers to his mouth to taste his own mother’s pussy juices.

Neelam felt shy seeing her son lick her orgasm off his fingers. Neelam finally reached out and grabbed her son’s dick. Her entire body shivered, akin to small electric shocks running through it at the touch of her son’s manhood.

Jay played with his mother’s breasts and nipples while she rubbed his dick up and down. After a minute or two, Jay kissed his mom’s face and then pushed her head down towards his dick. Neelam, hesitant for a few seconds, gave in and licked the tip of her son’s dick.

She then opened her mouth wide to take it all in. Jay’s dick, which was 80% erect, stood up tall inside his mother’s mouth. Neelam felt like a magician as her licking and sucking had made her son’s dick fully erect. Although out of practice, she tried her best to pleasure her son with a good blowjob.

Jay continued to caress his mother’s back and reached out to fondle his mother’s huge ass cheeks. Being a quick learner and driven by pure love and lust for her son, Neelam gave one heck of a blowjob, and even though Jay had cum 4 times in the past hour and a half, he shot his cum inside his mother’s mouth.

Neelam proudly drank it all and gave it a few more licks as if cleaning her son’s dick of the cum. She then looked up at her son, smiling, her lips still having traces of his cum. Neelam bent a bit and started licking her son’s chest. She took his nipples in her mouth.

She licked them gently, and she later sucked them hard, drawing moans of pleasure and slight pain from her son. Jay, pleasantly surprised at his mother’s sluttiness, was now eager to see the hole he had come out of into this world. He lay Neelam on the bed and spread her legs.

Neelam kept telling him no as she had not shaved down there for years. But he was blinded by his mother’s sexy body and lust. Jay licked Neelam’s inner thighs, running shivers through her body. He gently licked and caressed her thighs as he made his way up towards his mother’s pussy.

Once nearly there, he brushed the pubic hair aside to look at his mother’s garden of birth. Neelam caressed her son’s hair as he looked transfixed at her vulva. Overcome with lust, Jay buried his head deep between Neelam’s thighs, eating away at his birth hole.

Jay’s tongue worked wonders as he shot it directly inside Neelam’s inner pussy walls, licking her clitoris. Neelam’s legs shivered, getting an out-of-body experience with her own son licking the hole that birthed him 30 years ago. Jay kept licking and literally eating his mother’s clitoris.

He was stretching out his hands upwards and covering both of his mother’s breasts with his hands, caressing her nipples. Neelam moaned out loudly as her entire body responded positively to her son’s acts of intense foreplay.

The moment her moans pitched up, Jay knew his mother was very close to another orgasm. He suddenly stopped licking her. Neelam threw an angry look at her son and slapped him.

Neelam- “Ruk kyu gaya madarchod, chaalu raakh chaatna”
[Why did you stop, motherfucker? Keep licking.]

Hearing such abusive words from his mother’s mouth gave a boost to Jay’s already erect dick. He quickly came on top of his mother, lowering himself on her and squeezing her body under his. He then guided his dick and, with one strong thrust, partly entered his mother’s pussy.

Neelam was not anticipating this and immediately experienced a sudden gush of pleasure. Her sight blacked out as her eyes rolled up. She lost all energy in her arms, which held her son’s back, and now fell to her either side. She felt dizzy as the strongest wave of orgasm passed through her body.

It was more intense than even the first orgasm she had had last night after 15 years. Neelam stopped moaning and could only mumble as her pussy secreted her juices right on her son’s half-inserted dick.

Jay smiled, looking at his mother experience such a heavy orgasm with barely one third of his dick inside her pussy. Jay leaned forward and kissed his mother’s lips gently, giving her time to recover from the pleasure.

Neelam took a few minutes to open her eyes again. She looked at her son, beaming with pride for the kind of satisfaction he had just given her. She grabbed her son’s face and kissed and ate his lips. She kissed him all over his face.

Smiling, Jay gave another thrust. Some more of his dick penetrated his mother’s pussy, but not entirely. 15 years of abstinence from sex had made Neelam’s pussy as tight as that of a virgin girl. Neelam experienced both pain and pleasure from her son’s dick trying to make its way into her pussy.

She signalled her son with her eyes to continue. Finally, one big thrust and the whole of Jay’s dick now rested inside his mother’s pussy. Neelam closed her eyes and screamed as if her son had just taken her virginity. Jay stopped for a few seconds, then began fucking his mother.

Neelam opened her eyes and saw her own son going back and forth on top of her as he fucked her pussy. She dug her nails into her son’s back, trying to match his thrusts with the movement of her hips.

The mother and son looked right into each other’s eyes as they copulated like lovers, having crossed the boundary of a mother-son bond long ago. Jay increased his speed, leaning over his mother’s body, licking her nipples.

Sensing he is close to orgasm, Neelam grabbed her son’s ass. She pulled him in as much as she could, not wanting to leave space for anything between them.

Jay gave one final look at his mom, as if asking for her permission. She understood and responded by locking her legs around her son’s waist, allowing him to cum inside his own mother’s pussy.

Ropes of cum spurted out of Jay’s dick and hit his mother’s pussy walls. Neelam felt a sense of accomplishment and acceptance. She couldn’t help but cry tears of joy as her own son cum inside her.

Jay collapsed next to his mother. They both were spent, but content. Embracing and kissing on the lips. The mother and son slept naked in each other’s arms, fully satisfied, accepting their new relationship.

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Hello! Ye story hum teen best friends ki hai jisme main, mera saala aur uski begum, Huda, hain. Main aur Huda bahut close hain, par ye kisi ko nahi pata tha. Adil, jo uska husband hai, use itna pata tha ki main aur Huda best friends hain aur baat karte rehte hain.

Toh ye story shuru hui ek family holiday par Ooty mein, jahan poori family gayi thi ek hafte ke liye. Hum sabke cottages pahadon ke beech the, jahan ki window se poora jungle aur pahadon ka view tha.

Ek din sab evening ke time resort ke park mein baith ke enjoy kar rahe the, khel rahe the bachhe aur bade. Thodi der baad notice kiya ki Adil aur Huda nahi the. Toh main unko dekhne room ke paas gaya aur bina knock kare darwaza kholke andar ghus gaya. Aur jo dekha, aankhein khuli reh gayi aur shock mila.

Ye dono poore nange hoke khidki ki taraf khade hue wild sex kar rahe the. Huda khidki ki taraf haath rakhke khadi hui thi aur Adil piche se apna lund daalke zorr zorr se chod raha tha. Jaise main andar ghusa, darwaza apne aap bandh ho gaya piche.

Aawaz sunte hi dono darr gaye aur khudko cover karne bed ki taraf bhaage. Main “Sorry, nahi maloom tha” bolke piche palta aur zorr se darwaze ka handle kholne laga, toh handle hi haath mein aa gaya aur hum andar se lock ho gaye.

Piche palta aur dekha toh Huda Adil ke piche bedsheet oodh ke chupi thi aur meri aur Adil ki hasi aur behas chalni shuru ho gayi.

Toh main bola, “Dekho bhai, ab bahar se koi aake khole tab main nahi ja sakta, toh nahi maloom kya karna. Agar dono chare toh continue karke khatam kar sakte, jab main sab dekh hi liya. Hona toh main dono ki video bana deta hoon tumhare phone se – sirf apne beech rahegi ye adventure.”

Ye sunke Adil bolne laga, “Waise idea bura nahi hai. Kya bolte tum?”

Toh Huda haste hue boli, “Kya pagal ho gaye dono… kaisi baatein kar rahe ho?”

Main baatein karte hue dheere dheere bed ke paas aane laga. Huda bedsheet lapte hui poori nangi, shoulders aur khule baalon mein hadh se zyada hot dikh rahi thi – meri nazar nahi hati.

Adil full mood mein tha aur irritate ho raha tha. Aadha karke uska khada tha aur nikalna chaar tha. Toh fir bola Huda ko, “Chalo ji, tum dono best friends ho… inko khali video nikalne utho,” bolke waise hi khada ho gaya aur phone mujhe diya.

Fir wo bed ke dusri taraf gaya aur Huda ki bedsheet kheench di aur use ghodi banake piche se ek hi shot mein apna lund uske andar daal diya aur piche se zorr zorr ke dhakke marne laga.

Main camera on karke kareeb aake video shuru kara. Huda apna face pillow mein chupake aawazein nikalne lagi. Fir main Adil ko ishara kara aur bola, “Uske baal pakad ke face uthao.”

Main uske saamne gaya aur close-up mein uske face ki aur saamne ke jism ki video banane laga. Adil aur josh mein aake zorr zorr se chodne laga. Ab Huda thodi besharam hoke chupana bandh kar di.

Thodi der aise hi chodne ke baad main bola position change karne ko. Aur wo bed pe Huda ko leta diya aur uski dono taangein apni shoulders pe rakh li aur apni ungliyan uski choot mein daalke andar bahar karne laga aur saath mein chaatne bhi.

Main Huda ke sar ki taraf aake uske dono haath uske sar ke paas le kar pakad liya aur upar se video lene laga. Wo chillane lagi mazze mein aur mere haath zorr se dabane lagi. Uski dono taangon ke beech Adi ka muh tha aur zorr se dabake andar ki taraf kheench rahi thi.

Thodi der ho gayi thi aur ab wo poori besharmi se kar rahi thi. Ab Adil ko bola bed pe seedha let jaane ko aur uske dono legs zameen pe the, bed ke corner pe leta hua. Bina kuch bole ya pooche Huda uske upar chad gayi aur poora andar le li aur uchalne lagi.

Adil ka ek haath leke uske boobs pe rakh diya aur dusra uski kamar pe. Fir main Huda ka front view se video lene laga aur Adil ko bolne laga, “Aur zorr se daba boobs aur dusra haath niche leja ke choot ragadte reh jaise wo uchal rahi.”

Wahi karne laga. Ab main Huda ke piche gaya aur uske baal poore saamne daal diye. Piche se uski nangi peet aur ass dekh ke mera lund bardasht nahi kar paaya toh dheere dheere upar se ragadne laga. Aur uski ass pe apna haath phirane laga aur saamne push kiya.

Jaise uske ass pe haath rakha, wo apna haath piche leke pakad li aur tight pakad rakhi aur tezi se uchalne lagi. Ab use rock diya aur position change karne bola. Adil waise hi leta tha apne haath piche daalke sukoon mein.

Huda ko meri taraf face karke palta di; uske dono haath Adil ke ghutnon pe the. Fir wo uska lund set karke andar le li aur dheere se upar niche karne lagi. Dheere se thoda piche lean hoke poora andar bahar kar rahi thi.

Main video lete hue uski taangein poori phaila di. Uski tight choot poori clear nazar aa rahi thi aur lund poora andar bahar hote hue. Uski aankhein itni nasheli, poocho mat. Aur itni junglee, ek dum piyasi sherni jaisi.

Meri aankhon mein dekhte hue aur wild kar rahi thi, par slowly andar bahar poora. Mere ek haath mein phone aur dusra haath apne lund pe upar se ragadte hue, ek dusre ko dekhte hue.

Main ishare se usko poocha, “Nikalu?”

Wo dheere se piche palti aur dekhi Adil aankhein bandh karke dono haath piche karke leta hai aur mazze le raha. Fir wo meri taraf dekhi aur aankh maari aur boli, “Nikalo.”

Main shorts aur T-shirt pehan ke tha. Dheere se short niche karke apna lund poora bahar nikal ke pyar se hilane laga. Huda ki nazar lund pe tikhi thi aur lips dry hone lage.

Main saamne gaya uske aur ek haath se uske hont rub karne laga aur apna anghoota uske muh mein deke chooswane laga. Wo darte hue piche dekh rahi thi.

Main poori short nikal ke floor pe chhod diya. Niche se poora nanga ho gaya aur phone side pe rakh diya. Lund ko uske muh ke paas le gaya aur choosne keh raha tha.

Wo hatane lagi aur dheere se kehne lagi, “Adil dekh lega.”

Main bina sune uska gala pakda aur muh mein de diya apna lund aur wo choosne lagi. Chooste hue wo uske lund pe uchalna bandh kar di toh Adi uski gaand pe thapad marta hai aur karne bolta.

Fir wo shuru karti aur mujhe dhakel deti. Main firse kareeb aata aur baal pakad ke uske muh mein daalke chodne lagta aur dusre haath se uske boobs masalte rehta.

Fir dheere se haath uski choot ke upar le jaata aur ragadne lagta. Uska lund andar bahar aur meri ungliyan upar se, ek dum jungli billi jaisi ho jaati wild.

Karte time Adil ka nikalne lagta aur wo poora maal uski choot ke andar nikal deta. Nikalte hi wo uthne lagta aur washroom jaane lagta aur dekhta main niche se nanga hoon. Dekh ke bolta, “Wah bhai wah, sahi hai, continue karo.”

Jaisa wo andar jaata, main Huda ko leta deke uske upar chad jaata, taangein phaila ke aur ek jhatke mein poora lund andar daalke chodne lagta. Boobs chooste hue T-shirt bhi nikal deta. Wild bites dete hue, dono pagalon ki tarah ek dusre ko kaate hain.

Uff! Saali ki body itni tight rehti hai kya he bolu; zero figure, long legs, sexy kamar aur ek dum soft jism. Waise hi, chodte hue uski dono taangein close karke ek taraf kar deta hoon aur knees uske boobs tak dabake zorr zorr ke jhatke marne lagta hoon aur wo zorr se chilaane shuru karti hai.

Utne mein, Adil washroom se nikal ke dekhta hai humein wild chudai karte hue. Jaise wo bahar aata, Huda mujhe dhakelne lagti. Main zabardasti wapas kheenchta hoon aur waise hi chodne lagta.

Adil dekh ke kehta, “Kamini… main toh sirf video lene ki permission di thi… tu toh iska bhi lene lag gaya itne mazze se.”

Wo rokne lagti, par sunta nahi hoon main. Adil waise hi nanga khada hoke dekhne lagta, fir phone nikalta aur humari video banane lagta. Dekhte dekhte uska bhi khada hone lagta.

Fir main position change karta hoon aur use mere upar bithata hoon. Ab Huda bahut thak chuki hoti hai aur meri chest pe lait jaati, lund ko apni choot mein hi rakh ke.

Ab piche se use mehsoos hota hai ki do haath uski gaand pe hain aur dabate hue spread kar rahe hain. Wo piche palatne lagti toh Adil uske baal pakad ke waise hi jhuka deta aur piche se uske upar aane lagta.

Mere legs ke beech uske legs rakhta hai aur apna lund piche se dheere dheere rub karte hue uski choot pe rub karne lagta. Mera lund pehle se uski choot ke andar bahar kar raha hota hai.

Ab Adil apna bhi lund piche se mere lund ke saath andar ghusane lagta. Huda ki choot itni tight rehti hai ki do lund jaise thodi andar jaate. Wo cheekhne lagti, “Nikalo, bahar, Adil… ahhhhhhhh… mar jaungi main… aahhhhhhh.”

Adil dheere dheere karke uska bhi lund andar daal deta. Ab dono lund uski choot mein andar bahar karne lagte hain aur wo ek haath piche karke apne naakon Adil ki thighs pe dabane lagti aur dusre haath ke naakon mere chest pe dabate hue mujhe smooch aur bite karna shuru kar deti.

Mere honton ko bite karke khoon nikal deti. Jaise mujhe dard hota, waise hi main ek zorr ka jhatka maarke apna lund poora andar daal deta hoon aur tezi se jhatke marne lagta.

Ab Huda ko bhi dard ke saath mazze aane lagte. Pehle kabhi itne saalon mein iski choot itni nahi phati thi jitni aaj phati hai. Aur Adil dhakke marte hue uski gaand pe thapad marte rehta.

Ab Huda toh upar sarakti hai aur uske boobs mere muh mein deke mere baal pakad ke seene se daba kar chuswane lagti aur zorr zorr ki aawazein nikalne lagti.

Thodi der aise hi chodne ke baad, hum uth ke position change karne lagte. Adil niche let jaata hai aur Huda uske upar Adil ko peeth dikhakar baith jaati.

Ab choot uski loose ho chuki hoti hai toh bina mehsoos hue poora lund andar leti hai aur taangein phaila ke mujhe andar aane kehti.

Ab dono ke taangon ke beech jaakar apna lund haath mein leke hilane lagta – bahut dry ho jaata hai toh Huda ke baal pakad ke uske muh mein dene lagta. Ek haath se uska gala pakad ke kheenchta hoon aur kehta hoon, “Saaali… choos aur geela kar ise.”

Fir muh mein daalke andar bahar karne lagta…