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How I seduced my little brother-Part 3

Sohail could only stare stupidly at me with his mouth open. So many fantastic things were happening all of a sudden, he couldn’t be sure he wasn’t dreaming. But he could have sworn that his sexy big sister had just said something about them fucking.

“Ah, Sis… did I hear you right?” he said at last. “You want me to get it on with you?”

“I don’t see anybody else around here,” I snorted.

“Tum ko yaqeen hai keh tum mujh se chudwana chahti ho?” he croaked, incredulously.

“Jesus, Sohail..” I sighed, “…who else is gonna do it? I’m not gonna see my boyfriend again for six weeks, and I’m about to go out of my mind. So I figured you and I could help each other out. You are horny a lot, aren’t you?”

“Me?” he sighed. “Aw, no, not more than a couple hundred times a day!”

“Well, there you are,” I smiled seductively. “We could really do each other a favor, little brother. How about it?” Sohail hesitated. More than anything in the world, he wanted to fuck me. Right now, he couldn’t think of anything else he’d rather do. But was it right for a guy to go all the way with his own sister? It seemed like an awfully kinky thing to do. In fact there was even a word for it, `incense’ or something. On the other hand, if both he and I wanted it, and nobody else found out about it, what harm could it do? Sohail hated to pass up a chance like this. His big sister was a real sexy little number, and he’d always wondered what my pussy would feel like wrapped around his hard thrusting prick. Everything about the idea appealed to him so much that he felt his cock swelling again.

“Okay, Sis! You talked me in to it!”, he grinned.

“Ohhhh, yeahhh!” I purred, reaching for his cock. “Let’s fuck, little brother!” It didn’t take any time at all for me to pump him into hardness. Sohail imagined sticking his prick into that hot, velvety little hole of me, and that was all it took. His tireless teenaged cock mushroomed into iron-hardness, throbbing eagerly against my stroking fingers. Finally, I drew back and stared at the big stiff pole throbbing between my fingers. “Mmmmm, fantastic,” I gurgled, “Come on… let’s get that gorgeous big fucker inside me!” Sohail was so excited, he was shaking. I looked a lot more calm, but he could see how horny I was from the way I kept looking at his engorged prick and licking my lips. I lay down on my back, bent my knees, and opened my legs wide. He crawled between them and let himself down on me.

“Chodo mujhe, Sohail!”, I panted, spreading my legs wide and clinging to my little brother like a leech. “Yeh lumba aur lohe ki tarah sakhat lund pura meri choot mein daal do aur buri tarha chod dalo iss ko, and make me cum!” Sohail started shoving his rigid cock against my pussy, but all it did was skid up and down through my cream-slick slit. In his adolescent eagerness, he couldn’t seem to find my hungry young cunt-hole. We both moaned with impatience and frustration as the fruitless search continued. Finally I reached down, grabbed his rock-hard cock, and thrust the bloated head into my snug but incredibly juicy cunt opening.

“There,” I panted, “abb tumhara lund theek meri choot ke soorakh par hai, zore dar Dhaka lagao mere janoo bhai!”

“Uhhhhh, Sis!” Sohail groaned as he shoved into my cunt. In one long, greedy thrust he sheathed his cock to the balls in my juicy, clinging pussy. He paused to savor the sensation, his prick throbbing against every inch of my tightly-gripping little fuck-hole. I gurgled with excitement and soaked his prick with hot spurts of cunt-cream. “Oooooh, Sohail! God, that feels soooooo good,” I squealed.

“Unnnghhhhh! It sure fucking’ does,” he sighed blissfully. “Jesus, you’re tight! Ohhhhhhhh!” Sohail started working his cock in and out of my hot clingy cunt, and it didn’t take him long to get a good steady rhythm going. He fucked into my hard and fast and I eagerly responded by arching my slender young hips up, taking his pistoning prick as deep as I could get it, moaning blissfully as his thick shaft rubbed deliciously up and down over my clit.

“Ohhhhh, yeahhh! Chodo mujhe, Sohail! Ummmmmm, kitna achha lag raha hai na, aur zore se chodo chhotte bhai.” I moaned.

“It sure does!” he muttered, staring down at the look of utter bliss on my pretty face. . He was fucking me ferociously, but I like it. Sohail still couldn’t believe all this was happening. Of course, like all brothers, he’d had the occasional lustful thoughts about his sexy sister, but he’d dismissed them as adolescent fantasy. Now he was actually doing it. He was fucking me, and I loved it! Sohail kept slamming into up thrust slit with his cock, jabbing it as fast and hard as he could to in my snug and juicy cunt. Fucking me was even more fun than he’d imagined. As his excitement grew, he fucked me faster and harder, but I never seemed to mind his roughness. In fact Sohail noticed that the harder he fucked me, the more aroused I get. “Am I fucking you too hard, Sis?” he asked, just to be sure.

“Ohhhhhh, no, Baby, I love it!” I gurgled. As far as I was concerned, it wasn’t possible to be fucked too hard. I craved his eager roughness. I was way overdue for a good hard fucking, and gentleness wasn’t what I wanted at all, not this afternoon. I needed to be fucked till my teeth rattled, till I couldn’t take any more. I clung to him, hunching my hips up at every powerful thrust, my clinging cunt drenching his pounding prick with endless floods of cream.

“Oooooooooh, Goddddd!! Chodte raho mujhe Sohail, yeh badha aur mota lund uss waqt tak na nikalna meri choot se jab tak mein behosh na ho jaoon!” I wailed. Sohail did just that, pile driving his long, thick cock deep up into mysquirming cunt. It excited him immensely to see how genuinely aroused I was. No girl he’d ever fucked before had creamed so hot and heavy around his prick as he pounded me so deeply. And I was fucking right back at him, jerking my hips to his rhythm, arching my slim body hard against his, my tight, clasping little cunt taking his huge prick inside me to the balls on every stroke. Each time he shoved it into me; I squealed with delight and soaked his cock with another molten spurt of cream. My excitement infected him, and he snorted with lust and fucked into me even harder, our bodies slapping loudly together. Like two rutting animals, brother and sister went at each other with snarls and growls and yelps, totally carried away with our incestuous pleasure.

“Unnhhhh, chodo mujhe, Sohail jitna chod sakte ho chodo, tumhara lund mujhe pagal kar raha hai!” I wailed. Sohail was beyond words. He was concentrating on the pleasure building in his loins, glutting himself on the hot sensations as his cock pistoned in and out of my tight clasping sheath. He was fucking his squealing sister with lightning speed, making my petite body shudder with the impact. He felt my cunt suddenly tightening around his pile-driving cock, just as it had tightened around his finger earlier, and he realized I was cumming. I sobbed in ecstasy as the delicious spasms of climax shook my body. Sohail could feel my strong-muscled little cunt squeezing his cock almost flat and soaking it with flood after flood of sizzling cum-cream. But he had his second wind now and wasn’t tempted to come along with me. He hoped they could go on fucking all day! Sohail went on stroking me with his cock, ramming my convulsing cunt till I finally went limp and panting. I had a horny little grin on my face as I enjoyed the continuing pumping action of his rock-hard cock. I opened my eyes and looked at him delightedly. “Sohail, tumhara lund to abhi tak salakh ki tara sakhat hai!” I said.

“You bet, Sis,” he panted, “Mein tumhari choot ko apne lund se uss waqt tak chodta rahoonga jab tak tum behosh nahi ho jati ho!”

“Oooohhh, Sohail! I sure hope so!” I said eagerly, “but let’s try it another way now, okay?”

“Okay,” he agreed. He wasn’t quite sure what I meant, but he didn’t care. As long as we got to fuck, fine, he didn’t care how we did it. I pushed him off me, and his cream-soaked cock snapped free, dripping and rigid. I rolled onto my elbows and knees and stuck my cute little ass out at him. “Let’s try it this way,” I giggled. “I like fucking doggy-style.”

“Yeah, so do I!”, Sohail grinned. He knelt behind me and grasped my hips. There wouldn’t be any difficulty finding the entrance of my cunt this time. It was right there in front of him, a cream-oozing little hole at the very center of my luscious-looking pink slit. He fitted the swollen head of his prick about as inch inside, and then held it there, teasing me. I moaned and wriggled impatiently.

“Come on, Sohail! Apna mota aur sakhat lund meri choot mein pura dal do aik hi jhatke mein, dammit!” I wailed. One climax hadn’t even made a dent in my need. Being away from Vince for over a week had brought my lust to fever pitch, and I needed several good fuckings to cool that hot desire. And right now my teasing little brother wasn’t helping matters. I whimpered with need as molten juice overflowed my starving cunt and ran down my thighs. Sohail had better get his act together. I thought furiously. And just then, he did. “Ooooooooh, fuck, shit, uuuuuuuhhhh!” I moaned.

At last he was giving me what I craved, the whole rock-hard length of his swollen cock. I whimpered in ecstasy as he eased it into me, cramming me full of what I so desperately desired, his thick, throbbing prick. Sohail pushed till he was up against my womb, and I

soaked his cock with floods of juice. “Ohhhhh, yeah, honey, now fuck me hard with that gorgeous big cock,” I sobbed. “Give it to me good and deep!”

Sohail couldn’t believe how horny I was. I wasn’t in the mood for gentleness or playfulness. I just wanted him to fuck my brains out. But he was only too happy to oblige. He got a firm grip on my slim curvy hips and immediately began to hammer his prick into me, his flat, muscular belly slapping loudly against my jiggling ass. I shrieked with delight as I took his thrusts balls-deep into my eager young cunt and pressed my ass back at him for more.

“Ohhhhh, yeah, Sohail, chodo mujhe,” I panted, “jitna zore se chode sakte ho chodo Aur ander karo apna yeh mota lund, balls bhi ungly se daba kar ander dal do!” Sohail snorted lustily and pounded it to me, knowing by now that I could take everything he had to offer, the harder the better. His demure-looking sister had a craving for cock, and there was nobody around but him to help me out. The situation suited Sohail just fine. I clawed the blanket and creamed helplessly as my lusty teenaged brother gave me a teeth- rattling fuck. I was so glad I’d decided to seduce him. It was just what we both needed. In fact I’d have gone out of my mind with horniness if I hadn’t found a guy to help me out. I couldn’t imagine going all vacation without fucking. Now I greedily tightened my cunt around Sohail’s hammering cock, getting more and more delicious hot friction. I couldn’t stop juicing, and the molten liquid spurted out around his pistoning prick and gushed down my legs. Each deep, savage thrust of my brother’s rock-hard cock gave me a powerful blast of pleasure. My handsome little brother was fucking me just as good as Vince ever had, I realized.

“Unnnhhhh, yeah, Sohail, fuck me good and hard,” I moaned, “fuck me forever.” Sohail just wished he could grant that request. He didn’t ever want to haul his prick out of his sister’s tiny sucking cunt. It was deliciously hot and slippery in there, and the walls of my cunt were like velvet. It was the perfect place to hammer his engorged cock. Each lusty deep thrust gave him a stab of pleasure that made him groan. “Awwwww, shit, Sis, it’s so fuckin’ good,” he rasped.

“It sure is,” I gurgled.

“Unnnnhhhh, yeah, I’m almost there,” I squealed, looking back over my shoulder at my brother. “Fuck me! Ohhhhhhh, God! Fuck meeeeeeee! Sohail could feel it. My cunt was practically flattening his prick, it was so tight, and he knew by now that I always tightened up just before I came. But this time I was gorging myself on the hot sensations, deliberately postponing my climax. That gave Sohail a wicked idea. He loved sneak attacks on me, loved surprising me and throwing me off guard. He remembered how sensitive my clit was. Still hammering his steel-hard cock in my hungrily squeezing pussy, he reached down between my thighs, grasped my throbbing joy button between his fingers, and started kneading it. It was just like pressing a button and launching a rocket.

“Oooooo, shit, unnhhggghhhh!” I screamed, my petite young body immediately rocking with orgasmic convulsions. “Ooooo, Sohail, I’m coming!” Sohail chuckled over the success of his plan, then groaned with pleasure as my tiny hot cunt convulsed around his deeply thrusting cock. His prick got a violent, juicy massage. But once more he managed to hold off his own orgasm. Sohail wasn’t finished with his horny big sister yet. He was determined to turn our first fuck into a marathon of pleasure. That way I’d be more willing to let him fuck me again whenever he wanted.

“Unnnhhhh, fuck, that’s so good…. so fucking good!” I sobbed. I was coming hard, and it was taking a long time. It seemed that every orgasm I had today was stronger than the last. I had much more lust stored up than I’d dreamed. It looked as if Vince had spoiled me. He’d been fucking me so well and so often, I couldn’t do without a hard cock for very long anymore. He was fucking blissfully into my spasming cunt, glutting himself on the delicious sensations. I couldn’t believe his stamina. Even Vince never usually lasted this long, and by the feel of Sohail’s rock-hard prick throbbing in her tightly-packed cunt, my horny little brother wanted to go another round!

“Good one, Sis?” he asked smugly, when I finally stopped coming,

“Ohhhhhh, Sohail! That was fantastic!”, I murmured dreamily. Then I gave my pussy a squeeze around his deeply imbedded cock. “Doesn’t that thing ever go soft?”

“Are you complaining, Sis?”, laughed Sohail, giving my cunt a long, deep grind with his prick.

“Uhhhhhhhh, nooooooo!”, I moaned. “I just can’t believe my luck, that’s all.”

“Me either!”, grinned Sohail He kept up a slow rocking motion, fucking his rigid prick in and out of my cunt as I lay with my ass up and my head resting on folded arms. Sohail’s knees were starting to hurt a little as the pebbles beneath the blanket started to take their toll. Then he had an idea… a way to fuck that would be comfortable for both of us.

“Time for another position change, Sis!” he said, giving my pert little ass a playful slap. “Why don’t you get on top this time.”

“Ohhhhhh, my favorite position!” I said, wriggling my ass back at my brother suggestively.

“I’ve got a feeling they’re ALL your favorite positions, Sis”, Sohail smirked.

He whipped his glistening cock from my drooling pussy hole and stretched out on his back. His huge teenage cock was stiff as a board and pointing at the sky. It bulged with blue veins, and pearly drops of pre-cum were oozing from his piss-hole to trickle down the oily-looking shaft. I looked at Sohail’s cock with renewed lust and moaned deep in my throat in horny anticipation. I crawled over to Sohail and straddled him, positioning the juicy, gaping lips of my cunt right over the swollen purple head of his cock. Teasingly I rubbed my slippery, swollen pussy back and forth over his sensitive cock head, causing Sohail to shiver with excitement. Then I pressed my cunt opening against the pointed bulb of flesh and sat down on it. I slid down the long, thick shaft slowly, pausing only when Sohail’s cock-head pressed against my womb. Then, with a lust moan and a sexy wriggle of my hips, I ground my hungry pussy down fully onto his cock, taking every solid inch until only his big hairy balls were showing. My greedy little cunt was stuffed almost to bursting with his throbbing prick. I soaked his shaft with molten spurts of cream, and Sohail lay there glassy-eyed with bliss, looking up at me and admiring the view. So far he liked this position best of all. There were so many exciting things he could see. He ogled my cute stiff-nippled little tits. He watched my pretty face contort with lust as I felt his cock cramming my cunt and throbbing against every inch of it. He stared at his thick cock as it filled my cunt and glided to my tight, hot depth, moaning with me as I squirmed my ass down hard to take the last couple of inches. The feelings were so good, for a moment he became totally lost in them, and only regained his senses when he suddenly became aware that I was wriggling my pussy back and forth on his

cock impatiently.

“Chodo mujhe, Sohail!” I whimpered, “Please fuck me! I need it so bad!” Sohail wished that all the girls he fucked were as horny as me. He’d already lost count of how many times he’d gotten me off today, but still I was desperate for more. Luckily he was up for it. He wanted to fuck me till he wore his cock out, if that was possible. Growling lustily, he grabbed me by the waist and started hunching his hips up, hammering his cock up into my tightly-sucking little fuckhole. “Ooooo, shit, yessss!” I hissed. “That’s it, little brother, fuck me good and hard! Fuck me with that big, fat, gorgeous prick!”

Sohail loved watching me take his cock. I was bouncing up and down on him like crazy, riding his prick like a bucking bronco. My slim young body shook and quivered with ecstasy, my luscious tits wobbling wildly. I screwed my eyes shut and flashed my teeth in a lusty grimace. Sohail felt my molten cream soaking his shaft, and he looked down to see it bubbling out around his deeply-driving cock, coating our pubic hair with a creamy foam as the fury of his pistoning prick whipped my hot cunt-juice into a frothy lather.

“That’s so fucking good, Sohail,” I moaned, “keep doing it to me as hard as you can. I can take it.” I sure could. Sohail was amazed that his petite fragile-looking sister could take such rough fucking, but I seemed to love it. The harder he hammered it into me, the more excited I got and the more heavily I creamed. His cock was making an obscene sucking noise as it squeezed the thick juices from my tightly-gripping little cunt. Just thinking about it made Sohail grunt with excitement and fuck into me even harder. I was bouncing up and down on his pistoning cock as hard as I could, my firm little tits shaking and wobbling, my voice hoarse with pleasure as I moaned and squealed in ecstasy. I swayed dizzily, and Sohail had to firm his grip on my waist to keep me from tumbling off him. “Uuuuuunnngghhhhhhh, Sohail! You’re fucking me so good!” I sobbed, “so damned good…. God, I love your big, fat cock fucking me!” I didn’t miss Vince at all right now. My own kid brother was giving me a fantastic non-stop fucking, so why did I need Vince? It was great to know that Sohail would be fucking me all vacation long, that whenever I was horny all I had to do was give him the eye and he’d have me on my back, fucking my lights out before you could say, “big sister is horny”. Right now, my lust was at the boiling point, but Sohail’s steel-hard cock was about to take care of it. He was spinning out of control, fucking me as fast and hard as humanly possible, and it was taking me over the edge, into a violent, cunt-searing orgasm. Suddenly, I felt the delicious explosion tearing through me, and I screamed in ecstasy. “UUUUHHHHHH, SOHAIL! FUCK! OH, FUCK, I’M CUMIING! OOOOUUUHHHHHH, GODDDDD! FUUUUUUUUCK, MEEEEEEEEEE!”, I howled.

“AWWWW, FUCKIN’ CHRIST! WHAT A PUSSY! AGGGHHH, JESUS… YOU GOT ME

CUMMING TOO, SIS!… UUUNNNGGGGHHHHHHH, FUCK! RIGHT UP YOUR TIGHT LITTLE CUNT!” Sohail roared.

He felt his sister’s convulsing young cunt sucking the thick jizz out of his cock, and he emptied his balls into her womb. Grunting like an animal, Sohail arched his back and slammed his prick, deep up into her tightly-clutching little fuck-hole, nailing his big sister’s cunt hard and

fast as jet after jet of pent-up sperm spurted from the tip of his frantically fucking cock. Sohail’s sizzling load seemed to make me climax even more intensely as I felt the hot, thick jets fill my quivering cunt, prolonging my wild, rolling orgasm even further. Brother and sister rocked and writhed together for long wonderful moments, their bodies wracked with pleasure,

until at last, I rolled of him and sighed. “Oh, shit… did I ever need that!”

“Me, too,” Sohail gasped, trying to catch his breath. “I sure hope we can do it again, Sis.”

“Are you kidding?” I grinned, giving my brother’s sticky cock a meaningful squeeze. “I’m gonna need this big hard cock of yours every day for the next six weeks, little brother. I’ll go crazy if I don’t get fucked regularly. But we just gotta remember to be careful. The shit would really hit the fan if Mom or Dad ever found out.”

Ok mates I finish my story here, it already gone long but I had to explain every step of my first fuck with my little brother. So tell me how u ppl feel. Write me here [email protected]

Yeh Kaisa Milan

Hi I am Huma, with a new story which id ture although names and places have been changed for purpose of secrecy. This story is the true story of a reader of mine whio has provided me with outline of it and I have tried to build the body of the same. Hope you will like it.

Mera naam Rajesh hai aur meri zindagi ek aisse mukam par pahunch chuki hai ke main zinda rahun ya atam hatya kar loon. Kismat ne mujhe zindagi ke aisse mod par la kar rakh diya hai ki zinda rehna bhi ek saza ban gayi hai. Rishton ke ek essi chakarvyu mein fas gayi hai meri zindagi ki kai baar to atam hatya karne ka vichar kar chuka hoon. Main yeh manta hoon ki manav ki shakti bhagwan ke samne na ke barabar hai. Admi waise to bhagwan ke barabar ki shakti ka dava karta hai lekin asal mein vo kuchh bhi nahin janta hai. Bhagwan ki leela ka koi muqabla nahin hai. Mera janam ek brahmin parivar mein hua. Mera baap Hari Kishan ek college mein professor tha aur maa Vimla Devi school mein teacher thi. Dono pade likhe hone ki vajah se ek dusre ke nuks nikalte rehte thay. Unke ghar mein ek saal ke baad judwa bachon ne janam liya jin me ek main aur ek meri judwa behan thay. Jab hum kuchh din ke hi huye to maa aur baap ka talak ho gaya. Meri custody maa ko aur papa ko meri behan ki custody mili. Papa talak ke baad Shilong mein transfer ho gaye aur main aur maa Hyderabad chle gaye jaha meri maa ke pita ka ghar tha.

Hyderabad mein 12 class pass kar ke main Jawahar Lal Nehru University Delhi mein padhne chala gaya. Main jawan ho chuka tha aur meri umar 18 saal ki ho gayi thi. Mera kad 6 feet aur badan kafi balisht tha, rang sanwla aur main dikhne mein handsome tha. Maine college mein kadam rakha to meri nazar ek ladki par padi jissko dekh kar meri duniya hi badal gayi. Uska maan Ankita tha aur vo gazab ki haseen thi. Sab se adhik akarshit karne wala usske sharir ka hissa uske boobs aur butt thay. Ankita ke chutad bhare huye, gol gol aur chuchi 38 DD ki thi. Rang gora. Pehli nazar mein hum ek dusre ko dil de chuke thay. Pehle hi din maine Ankita ko main coffee ke liye le gaya aur uske bare mein sab kuchh jaan gaya. Usske pita Mr HK Prashar ab duniya mein nahin rahe aur vo apni maa Renuka ke saath Delhi mein hi rehti thi. Usske pita ji college mein padhate thay aur maa bhi college mein sangeet sikhati hai. Ankita ke husan ne mujh par essa jadu kar diya ki meri neend hi ud gayi. Yeh mera pehla pyar tha.

Mera man padhayi mein kam aur Ankita ki khubsurat jawani mein adhik mast rehta tha. Ek din main usko film dikhane le gaya aur andhere mein uska haath tham liya. Ankita kuchh na boli aur mera hausla aur badh gaya. Jab kabhi mauka milta to main uske badan ko sparsh kar leta aur vo muskura deti. Hum ek dusre ke bina ek din bhi guzar na pate. Upper se haath lagana aur kabhi library mein kiss kar lena bahut utejit karta tha aur ek din Ankita ne mujhe apne ghar bulaya. Uss din Sunday tha aur usski maa college gayi hui thi. Jab main usske ghar pahuncha to vo ghar mein akeli thi. Ussne green rang ki frock pehni thi jo ke kafi chhoti thi aur uski janghen adhikatar nangi nazar aa rahi thi. Shayad vo mujh se chudwana chahti thi. Main shuru se hi usski niyat samajh chuka tha aur jab maine Ankita ko akele paya to uss par toot pada aur usski chuchion ko besabri se masalne laga. Vo kuchh der to kuchh nahin boli lekin jab maine usski frock uttarni shuru ki to virodh karne lagi, “Rajesh, please bas karo, hum ko aur aage nahin badhna chahiye, shadi se pehle ye sab theek nahin hai. Kahin kuchh gadbad ho gayi to main kissi ko muhn dikhane ke kabil na rahun gi, mere Raj, please, ruk jayo”

Mere haath mein usski chuchi kadi ho chuki thee aur saans tez ho gayi thi. Isska matlab tah ki uska sharir to mera sparsh chahta tha lekin vo ya to dar rahi thi ya fir nakhre kar rahi thi. Mujhe rukna nahin chahiye. Maine Ankita ko chumte huye usski chuchion ko masalna jari rakha aur ek haath uski choot par rakh kar masal diya aur usske kano mein bola, ‘Meri rani, main koi gair nahin hoon, hum ek dusre se pyar karte hain meri jaan aur main tujhe apni biwi banana chahta hoon. Hum shadi akr lenge, rani ab mujhe rukne ko na kaho. Mujhe teri zarurat hai aur tumko meri. Dekho tumhara badan mere badan ka sparsh chahta hai, meri rani chalo hum ek ho jayen, ek dusre mein sama jayen, mera badan jal raha hai aur tere badan mein bhi to garami aa chuki hai, kia tum mere saath milan nahin chahti?”

“Essi baat nahin hai Raj, main tujh se bahut pyar karti hoon aur tum se sari zindagi ek saath bitana chahti hoon. Lekin shadi se pehle ye sab nahin kar sakti, mere Raj, mujhe dar lagta hai, please bas karo.” Mujhe laga ki sali nakhre karti hai aur maine zabardasti ussko bistar par lita diya. Mujhko pehle to akele ghar bulaya hai aur ab nakhre kar rahi hai. Maine uski choot ko zor se ragadna shuru kar diya aur ek ungli usski panty ke beech mein se usski chhot mein ghussed dee. Usski choot se pani beh raha tha aur maine ussko garam kakrne ke liye ungli ko choot mein dal kar chodna shuru kar diya. Ankita mujh se lipatati chali gayi. Mere kano mein boli,” RAJ, tere haath mujhe pagal bana rahe hain, Mere jism mein aag lag chuki hai. Mera jism mere bas mein nahin hai, please ruk jayo, kahin hum se koi paap na ho jaye. Tum apna haath hata lo, please meri jaan,’ Maine kaha “Rani, mujhe mat rako, mera apne aap par koi controll nahin hai, sach amin vada karta hoon ki hum dono shadi kar lenge meri jaan. Tera husan mujhe diwana ban raha hai, agar vishwas na ho to mujhe sparsh kar ke dekh lo main pagal ho raha hoon,” kehte huye maine usska haath apne khade lund par rakh diya.

Ankita ne apna haath kheenchna chaha lekin maine usse kheenchne na diya aur apna lund usske haath mein thama diya. Mera lund khushi se pagal ho chuka tha aur maine Ankita ki sharam utarne ki niyat se kaha,” Rani, dekh lo mera lund kaise bechain ho raha hai teri choot mein jane ke liye. Mera lund ab se tera ho chuka hai, meri rani. Issko mayoos mat karna. Bechara pehli bar kissi ladki ke haath ka sparsh mehsoos kar raha hai. Teri choot bhi issko apne andar le lena chahti hai, agar shak hai to poochh lo apni pyari see choot se, ab mujhe mat roko, meri jaan. Apne jism ko mujhe samarpit kar do meri jaan, mujhe chod lene do apni choot meri jaan.” Ankita meri baat sun kar sharma gayi aur gussey mein boli,” Raj tum kitne besharam ho? Mujhe tumne kiya koi bazaru aurat samajh rakha hai? Nahin chahiye mujhe teri dosti, tum sab mard ek hi cheez ke peechhe bhagte ho. Mujhe tum se sharam aati hai, please bas karo, besharam kahin ke,’

Main samajh chuka tha ki ye sab dikhawa hai aur Ankita ka badan apne aap ko hawas ke hawale kar chuka hai. Maine usski frock ko gale ke upper se uttar diya aur usski bhari bhari mast chuchion ko muhn mein le kar chusna shuru akr diya. Usske ke nipples ek dum tight ho chuke thay aur mere honthon ka sparsh pa kar Ankita ki aag aur bhi bhadak uthi. Ussne bra nahin pehli thi. Isska saf matlab tha ki vo chudane ke irade se hi baithi thi aur ab mera lund usski choot ko chodne ke bahut nazdeek pahunch chuka tha. Usski panty ke chhot ke samne ka bhaag pani se bheeg chuka tha aur maine ab usski panty ko neeche kheench diya aur Ankita ki pyari phukli hui choot meri ankhon ke samne nazar aane lagi. Usski choot par chhote se kale bal thay. Mastani chot ke darshan kar ke mere lund ka bura hal ho gaya aur vo usske andar ghusne ke liye betab hone laga.

Ab maine apni pant uttar di aur neeche se maine underwear nahin pehna tha. Lund maharaj apna sir uthaye khade thay aur apni mashooka ke haathon ke sparsh se madhosh ho chuke thay. Maine Aankita ko kaha,’ Ankita, dekh lo yeh hai tera asli pati, teri choot ka asli malik, tera pelar jo teri choot ko sari umar bhar pele ga. Issko haath mein le kar khelo, issko kiss karo, issko apni choot se ragado, fir dekhna ki sawarg ka anand kaisa hota hai, meri rani,chum lo issko. Yeh ab tujhe chodne ko vyakul ho raha hai,” Ankita ne ankhen band kar rahi thi lekin maine uske chehre ko apne lund par jhukaya aur usske honth apne lund par tika diye. Ankita ne tezi se saans andar kheenchi aur apne tapate honth mere lund ke supade par rakh diye. Maine uski gardan ko aur neeche jhukaya aur apne lun duske muhn mein dal diya aur ussko chumne ko kaha. Maine apni gaand ko aage ki taraf dhakela aur Ankita ka mukh chodan karne laga. ankita ki aankhon mein laal dore thay aur vo dheere se mere lund ko choosne lagi.

Maine bhi ab uski choot ko sahlane ke baad apne honth usski choot ke muhn par rakh diye. Usski choot se madak sugandh mere nathuno mein sama gayi aur maine apni zuban choot ke chhed mein ghussa dee. Namkeen ras meri zuban ko bahut bha gaya aur main Ankita ki choot ke ras ko chat kar maza lene laga. ” Ahhhhh Raj, yeh kia ho gaya hai mujhe, mera jism mere bas mein nahin hai, ye kaisi aag bhadak uthi hai mere badan mein. Meri janghon mein aag lagi hui hai. Meri choot jal rahi hai. Isski aag ko shaant akr do mere raaja. Main chudasi ho chuki hoon teri. Maine ab se pehle mard ke nange jism ki sirf kalpna hi ki tthhi kabhi dekha nahin tham chuya nahin tha, Mujhe nahin pata tha ki aissa bhi anand hota hai mard ke milan mein, mujhe puri aurat bana do mere raja, mujhe chod do apne lund se, meri choot ab lund ki bhokh mein tadap rahi hai. Teri zuban se itna maza aa raha ahi to tab kia hoga jab lund meri choot mein ghusse ga to kitna maza aaye ga, raja mujhe chod dalo, ab raha nahin ja raha mere raju, pleaseeeee mujhe chod dalo,”

Main jaan chuka tha ki londia garam ho chuki hai aur der karna munasib na ho ga. Isske ilawa mera lund bhi itna utejit tha ki na jane kab chhot jaye. Maine aoni jeebh ek bar Ankita ki choot ke neeche wale hisse se le kar upper ke hisse tak feri aur fir seedha ho kar usske samne let gaya. Vo mere jism ke saath lipat kar mujhe chodne ke liye vinati karne lagi. Mera lund apni choot par ragadne lagi. Maine usski choot ke honth khole aur apna lund usski choot par tika diya aur Ankita ke madak chutad ko pakad kar lund choot mein pel diya. Meri mashook ki choot bahut tight thi aur lund ke andar jate hi vo cheekh uthi, ” Offfff raju, mujhe dard ho raha hai, ye bahut mota hai tera lund aur meri choot ki seal abhi tak nahin tooti hai. Aram se andar dhakelo mere raju mujhe dard hota hai. Pyar se chodo meri choot bahut nazuk hai mere raju,” Maine lund ko aage badhana rok diya aur usski chuchi ko chusna jari rakha aur Ankita ke bharpur chutadon ko sahlana jari rakha, Thodi der mein vo aram mehsoos karne lagi aur maine dheere se lund pelna shuru kar diya. Ankita ki choot ka ras behne ke karan ab choot mein chiknaayi kafi thi aur ab mera lund asani se andar jane laga. Ankita ne bhi apni gaand uchkani shuru kar dee kion ke usski choot mast ho chuki thi aur Ankita bhi chudayi ke anand mein gotey lagane lagi thi. Maine apna lund pura usski mast choot mein pel diya aur kaha” Rani, ab maza aa raha ahi na. mera lund maza de raha hai teri choot ko? essa maza main kabhi nahin chakha hai, bahut mast ho tum. Main tujh se alag nahin hona chahta, le lo mera lund apni choot mein,”

Ankita bhi madhosh ho rahi thi aur apni gaand utha utha kar chudwa rahi thi. Mujhe lagane laga ki main jhadne wala hoon. Maine dhakke tez kar diye aur Ankita cheekh padi,” Raju main jhad rahi hoon, meri choot se ras ki bochhar ho rahi hai, pelte raho meri choot ko, main jannat mein ja chuki hoon, apna lund meri choot mein khalas kar dalo, meri kokh ko apne lavey se bhar do mere raja,” Ankita ke shabadon ne mujhe aur utejit kar diya aur hum dono ek saath jhad gaye. Aissa anand humko pehle kabhi nahin aaiya tha.

Apni chudayi ko jari rakhne ke liye maine hostel chhod kar ek kamra kiraye par le liya jahan par main Ankita ko jab chahe chod sakta tha. Vaise Ankita ne mujhe apni Maa se bhi milwaya tha aur uski maa ne mujhe pasand bhi kar liya tha. Mere kamre mein hum ashleel sahitya padhtey, blue films dekhte aur har kism ki chudayi karte. Meri padhayi khatam hone ko thi aur undino hum dono ne chudayi ko dilchasp banane ke liye ek khel ki shuruyat ki. Jab hum chudayi karne ki tayyari karte to ek box mein se ek slip nikalte jaise koi lottery nikalte hain. Uss boz mein bahut see slips rakhi hui thi jin paer alag alag rishton ke naam likhe huye thay. Jo rishta slip par likha hota wohi rishta bana kar hum chudai karte. Pehli baar slip par likha tha ” naukrani” to maine ussko apni naukrani bana kar choda. Ankita mujhe chudai ke dauran keh rahi thi,” Malik, mujhe aram se chodo, mujhe dard ho raha hai. malik aap ka lund bahut bada hai,” vagaira vagaira. Ek din ussko meri aunty ka role karna pada aur main ussko apni aunty bana kar choda. Iss program se hamari chudayi bahut utejna puran ban jati thi.

Meri padhayi kahtam hone se pehle hum ne shadi akr lene ka faisla kar liya. Ankita ki maa to mujhe pasand kar chuki thi. Maine apni maa ko Delhi bula liya aur Ankita se milwaya. Vimla ne jab Ankita ko dekha to bahut impress hui aur ussko apni bahu sawikar karne mein zara bhi der na ki. Hamri shadi December ki 12 tarikh ko tey kar di gayi. Badi dhoom dham se hamri shadi hui aur suhagraat ke din maine kaha” Ankita, aaj dekhte hain ki kaun see slip nikalti ho, fir hum aaj bhi naya role play karenge,’ Ussne kaha” Rajesh, aaj slip wali baat nahin karte hain kion ki aaj to hum pehle hi pati aur patni ban chuke hain,” Lekin main nahin mana aur apni biwi ko slip nikalne ke liye majboor karne laga aur vo akhir maan gayi. Ankita ne meri maa ke pairon ko sparsh kiya aur meri maa ne ussko ashirwad diya. Ankita ki maa ab meri maa ke saath hamare ghar mein hi rehne ke liya aa gayi thi kion kiAnkita ke ilawa usska aur koi na tha. Vimal aur Renuka ek kamre mein chali gayi aur Renuka apni photo album meri maa ko dikhane lagi aur Vimla apni photos Renuka ko dikhane lag gayi. Maine Ankita ko ishara kiya aur hum apne bedroom mein chale gaye. Kamre mien jate hi main Ankita par toot pada aur usske sharir ko masalne laga. ” Ankita aaj tum bahut hi katil dikh rahi ho. Main to tere husan ko dekh kar mar gaya hoon. Teri katil jawani meri jaan le le gi agar tum mujhe se ek minute bhi door rahi, aa jayo meri bahon mein meri rani, aaj to meri biwi ban chuki ho tum,”

Ankita ab mazak ke mood mein aa chuki thi aur boli,” Nahin raja apni baat ko yaad rakho. Main tumhari biwi hoon lekin aaj raat kiss rishtey ko tum nibhayo ge yeh abhi dekhna hai. Tum mujhe chodo ge to zarur par yeh dekhna hai ki tum kiss ko chodte ho, aoni biwi, naukrani, aunty ya fir apni maa ya saas ko, chalo slip nikal kar aaj ki raat ka program dekhte hain,” Ankita ke natak se meri utejna aur bhi tez ho chuki thi aur mera lund kada ho gaya. Maine Ankita ko apni god mein utha liya aur slips ka box ussne apne haath mein pakad liya. Mera lund usske gaand mein chubh raha tha jab ussne ek slip bahar nikal lee. Vo natakiya dhang se bol padi,” Bhaiya aaj to apni behan ko chodna pade ga tum ko. Biwi to nahin mile gi chodne ke liye kion ki aaj to kismat mein aapki behan ki chudai aapke haathon likhi hui hai, kion apni behan pasand hai aap ko?”

Mera man mere kabu mein nahin tha. Ankita agar mujhe aaj apna beta bhi kehti to main ussko chodne se nahin ruk pata. Maine slips ke box ko table par rakha aur ussko palang par lita kar chume laga. ” Ankita, meri behan tere bhai ka mood aaj tujhe chodne ko kar raha hai, meri behna, kia chudwayo gi nahin apne bhaiya se. Meri pyari behna, dekh tere bhai ka lund kitna tight ho chuka hai apni behn ko dulhan ke roop mein dekh kar. Aj apni choot ke didar karwa do apne bhaiya ko. Uttar dalo apne kapde aur mujhe apna nanga jism dikha do. Kitna dudhiya badan hai meri behan ka. Aaj main apni behan ko chod dalun ga. Usski mast choot mein apna lund pel doon ga. Kion rani behan pasand hai tujhe apne bhai ka lund?” Ankita mera josh dekh kar utsahit hui aur natak ko jaari rakhte huye acting karti hui mere lund ko pajame ke upper se pakadti hui boli,” Hai bhagwan, kaise akad chuka hai mere chodu bhaiya ka lund. Hai main mar jayun, bhaiya kia sach mein chod dalo ge apni behan ko? Waise to teri behna bhi chudane ko bekrar hai mere bhaiya. Teri behan ki choot nhi chuwane ke liye tadap rahi hai tujh se. Aaj ki raat main chahti hoon ke mera bhai pura behanchod ban jaye aur aaj ki raat ko suhagrat ki jagah bhairaat bana dale. Bhaiya meri choot to tumhare lund ko dekh akr hi ras barsa rahi hai. Aaj ki raat mere bhai ke naam kar chuki hoon main. Jaisa dil akre vaise hi chod dalo apni behan ko mere raja bhaiya. Nangi kar do apni behan ko sale behanchod bhaiya, chod dalo aaj mujeh apni biwi bana ke,”

Hamra natak bilkul sachayi ka roop le raha tha kion ke hum role play karne mein purane khiladi ban ki thay. Hum asal mein hi kalpna karne lage ke hum bhai behan hain aur main ab Ankita ko apni behan ke roop mein dekhne laga aur Ankita mujeh apna bhai samjhane lagi. Maine apni Ankita behan ke kapde utarne shuru akr diya aur apni behan ko nanga kar ke agosh mein bhar liya. Meri behan a gora badan qayamat dha raha tha apne bhai ki bahon mein. Main apni behan ki chuchion ko masalne laga to Ankita ne meri chhati par haath firate huye natak jari rakha,’ Hai mere bhai ka jisme kitna mast hai aur lund kitna kada. Sach mere bhai ab der kiss baat ki. Teri behan ki jawani to tadap rahi hai apne bhai se chudwane ke liya mere raja bhaiya. Ab pel dalo apna lund apni behan ki choot mein, bahut garam ho chuki hai meri choot mere bhai?”

Maine ab apni behan ki baat maan li aur ussko pura nanga kar ke peeth ke bal lita diya. Ankita ne apni tangen upper utha li aur ghutno ko mod liya. Usske ghutne mere kandhon par thay aur maine apna lund usski choot mein pel diya,” Ahhh mere behanchod bhai chod le apni behan ko bahut masti mein hai aaj teri rani behan. Aaj jaise chahe chod le usski choot. Kab se pyasi hai meri choot tere lund ke liye, mere bhai ab meri pyas bujha do, ” Maine chudai ki raftar tez kar dee aur dhakke zor se lagane shuru kar diye. Mere andkoshon se mera pani lund ki taraf chadne laga aur mujhe laga . Main utejna se cheekh pada,” Meri behna main jhad raha hoon, mera pani teri choot ko bhar raha hai, bahut mast chudai karti hai meri behana.” Ankita bhi jhadne ke karib thi aur hum jhad kar saath saath let gaye. Hum ko ass pass ki koi sudh budh na rahi.

Shadi ke dusre din subah uthte hi mere aur Ankita ke jeewan mein ek bijli gir padi. Mujhe kuchh samjh na aa raha tha. Vimal aur Renuka dono gambhit mudra mein baithi thi aur unko dekhte hi main samjh gaya ki mamla bahut gi serious hai. Vimla mere kandhe par haath rakh kar boli,” Bete tere saath bhagwan ne bahut galat kiya hai. Ankita teri biwi to hai par uss se pehle vo teri behan hai, meri beti hai. Jab main Renuka ki album dekh rahi thi to maine dekha ki Ankita ke pita Hari Kishan hain jo ke tere pita ji hain. Renuka unki dusri patni hai. Lekin Ankita teri sagi behan hi hai. Ab agar hum dunjiya ko yeh sab bata dete hain to hum sab ke liye doob marne wali baat hai aur agar hum nahin batate to tum bhai behan ko sari zindagi pati aur patni bana kar bitani padegi. Main janti hoon ke tum ek dusre ke saath sharirik sambandh bana chuke ho aur ho sakta hai ke Ankita ke pet mein tera bacha bhi pal raha ho. Main tere liye bahut dukhi hoon. Meri hi beti abmeri abhu ban ke mere ghar mein aa chuki hai aur main kuchh nahin kar sakti, tum hi batayo humko kia karna chahiye?”

Main apni sudh budh kho baitha tha. Sab kuchh soch kar maine jawab diya” Maa, humko jald bazi nahin karni chahiye. ankita meri biwi ban ke hi rahe gi. Hum nahin chahte ki sari duniya hum par thuke aur hamare parivar ko behanchod keh ke bulaye. Ankita ko main pyar karta hoon aur Ankita mujhe. Hum bhai behan hain yeh sirf hum char log hi jante hain. Yeh raz raz hi rahe ga agar Ankita ya Renuka ko koi aitraj na ho, kion Ankita?” ankita bhi kuchh kehne ki position mein an thi. Uss din se main aur Ankita pati patni ki tarah reh rahe hain aur hamari ek beti bhi hai lekin mujhe meri antaratma dukhi karti hai aur kai bar mujhe apni zindagi ko kahtam karne ka vichar aaiya hai. Ab aap hi batayen ki main kia karoon?”

I have been living on my own, away at college now for the past two and a half years. I left home when I was barely seventeen years old, I graduated early at the top of my class. My parents were divorced when I was twelve, and from that point until I left for school, I lived with my mother. I actually rarely saw my father while I was living with mom. The few times he did come by to see me, it caused such a fight between my parents that he must have decided all of the stress just wasn’t worth it. So he opted for sending cards and phone calls instead. That’s the only way I knew my father all of these years until I left home, that is.

Once I was living on my own and away from mom, I started talking to my dad more regularly on the phone and on my computer. My dad is actually the one who is putting me through school and paying for all of my living expenses, including my awesome apartment and car. I’m not really sure when our relationship got to be the way it is now, but somewhere along the line, my daddy and I have gotten closer than I ever could have imagined. I tell him absolutely everything. There truly is nothing that I haven’t shared with him. I love him with all of my heart, and maybe part of the reason I have felt so comfortable telling him all of my deep dark secrets is that I still haven’t actually seen him in person. All of our communication has been as I said, either over the phone or the computer.

We have talked about seeing each other. We just haven’t done it yet. I really can’t wait to see my Daddy. I can’t wait for him to see how I have grown up. I’m not the little girl I was when he saw me last. I have sent him many pictures of course, but until he actually lays his eyes upon me, I don’t think I will seem real to him. I am nineteen now. The skinny little twelve year old girl has grown up into a 5’4’’ 115 pound woman. I have been teaching aerobics for some extra spending money and constantly working out, so my body is quite toned. My breasts are full and so is my round tight ass. The millions of lunges I have been doing in the gym keep my back side very firm. I think Daddy will be pleasantly surprised when he sees me.

Now, of course, I have been teasing him like crazy telling him all about my body every chance I get. But again, I think until he can actually feel it for himself, it’s just my words. So that brings me to why I have these nervous little butterflies in my stomach right now. All of my teasing and begging Daddy to please come visit me has finally gotten to him. I got home from the gym this afternoon to find a message from my dad saying that he was coming to see me this weekend. I must go shopping now and buy something special to wear for the very first time my dad sees me after all these years.

It’s finally Friday, and I feel like such a nervous little school girl! My dad should be here before too much longer. His last message said that I should wear something nice because he wanted to take me out somewhere special. He said, “You know what Daddy likes baby.” After all of those late night conversations that we have had over the past couple years, I do know what he likes. I hope.

My long blonde hair is down, and I am wearing a short black halter dress. My dress is a little bit low cut in the front, and my back is completely bare. I have on a pair of sheer black stockings and a garter belt, but I can’t wear a bra with this dress. My dad is a very tall man, so I am putting on high heels, the ones that wrap around my ankles. Now, a couple sprays of my favorite special perfume, my earrings, and a bracelet that Daddy got me for Christmas. I stand up and walk over to the full length mirror and admire how I look for a moment. This dark red lipstick makes me look a bit older than I actually am, I’m thinking, as I play with my hair. I start to walk over to my dresser to find a pair of pretty thong panties that will match the black lace garter belt that I’m wearing. That’s the last thing I need to put on, and I’ll be all ready.

For a second I thought I heard a noise in the other room. I yell out, “Daddy, is that you?” No answer. So, I just keep fumbling through my lingerie drawer, humming to myself. Just then I felt a pair of very large, very strong arms grab me from behind. I jumped and took a sharp deep breath, but did not turn around. I felt frozen. The arms were wrapped around my waist and holding onto my arms. I realized after a couple seconds that I couldn’t turn around even if I wanted to, I was being held way too tight in that position. My heart was racing.

These big strong hands that were holding onto me slowly moved from my waist up and down the sides of my body never letting go of my wrists. He pulled my arms behind my back and placed both of my wrists into one of his very large hands. His other hand moved back around my waist, to my stomach, and up toward the middle of my chest. He took his hand away for a moment to close my dresser drawer, and then put it back onto the front of my neck. He held it there for a second, and then tilted my head to the side. I felt like I could barely breathe. But then I felt his warm lips on the side of my neck. My whole body was on fire. When I felt his tongue touch my neck, my body started to tremble. His hands just gripped me tighter.

I felt his foot step in between my feet and push my right foot out making my legs part. It was at that moment that I remembered that I never did get around to putting on my panties. I needed to close my legs. I couldn’t. These very powerful hands were once again searching my body, this time going down to my thighs and lifting my dress. I could feel the cool air hitting my bare, hairless, and very wet little pussy. I felt his hands firmly start massaging my ass, but when I started to squirm, I felt a very hard slap across my ass. I tried to hold still. No one had said a word.

He quickly pulled the dress up over my head. I don’t think the dress had even hit the floor before his hands were squeezing and pulling on my hard little nipples. Again when I started to squirm, I was met with a very hard slap this time on each side of my ass. So again, I did my very best to hold still. That is, until I felt his big strong finger wander between my legs. I was already on fire and very wet. Without any warning, he just reached down and pressed his finger against my hard and swollen clit. I jumped and let out a whimper. I got another spanking, while at the same time his finger relentlessly was racing back and forth across my swollen clit. “Daddy, you’re going to make me cum,” I cried.

As quickly as his hand moved between my legs, his hand was gone. Leaving me right on the edge of having an orgasm. He turned me around, and before I could say another word, he pressed his lips to mine and kissed me. I opened my mouth to accept Daddy’s tongue while his hands continued to fondle my ass, but not where I wished he would go back with those strong fingers. But now for the first time, he wasn’t holding my hands behind my back, and I could actually touch him too. I had no idea that my daddy had such an amazing body. He felt so big and strong. I couldn’t stop touching him. All of him.

He picked me up and carried me over to the bed and sat me down on the edge. He started loosening his tie as he just stared at me. I must say that I was loving watching Daddy take off his clothes like that and just for me. He was unbelievably hot. He never took his eyes off me, not even for a second. “God baby, you are so fucking beautiful. You have really grown into a gorgeous woman. Daddy wants you. Daddy wants you bad.”

I smiled at him and batted my big blue eyes. When he got down to his silk boxer shorts, I couldn’t take it anymore. I stood up and walked to him. I put my hands all over his strong chest while he stroked my long hair. I licked and sucked on his nipples a bit making him let out a few small moans. I took a couple steps over to the side, pulling Daddy with me. Now I knew that he would have a great view not only from the front as he looked down at me, but also from the back in the mirror, right behind me. I was still wearing my stockings and heels, nothing else.

I knelt down slowly pulling Daddy’s boxer shorts to the floor. I had seen a couple of cocks since I had been away at college, but never one as big or as beautiful as this one. It stood fully erect right in my face as I went down on my knees. I looked up at Daddy and smiled. I opened my soft full lips and took him in. “Mmm…That’s it baby. Suck Daddy’s cock. Good Girl, that’s a good girl.”

I concentrated on opening the back of my throat so I could take his entire cock into my mouth. I wanted to feel his cock in the back of my throat. I used my tongue all over the under side of Daddy’s shaft, back and forth, nice and slow. I tried to swallow him whole. I felt his hands gripping my hair as he started fucking my pretty face. I started moaning onto his cock and used my hand to fondle his balls. My mouth was bobbing up and down on his huge cock while my tongue was licking him and my little finger circling his ass hole. I could feel him tensing up and his breathing speeding up, so I pressed my finger inside of him let him fuck my pretty little girl face nice and deep. He made the most beautiful sounds when he shot his cum down the back of my throat. He held onto my head so tight as he screamed out. I swallowed every drop of his cum.

The way he came so intensely like that, I expected him to maybe pass out when he was done. That is definitely not what he did. He seemed to be charged with even more energy somehow once he came. He pulled out of my mouth, and grabbed me tight. He kissed me passionately and threw me up on the bed. He was laying on top of me and kissing me when I felt his finger enter me. I screamed out, but he kept his mouth firmly pressed to mine. He fucked me with his finger so hard and fast. I tried to squirm under him but his body was so much bigger than mine that I could not move. “Daddy, you are going to make me cum,” I pleaded.

“No baby. I’ll tell you when you can cum.”

What? Is he crazy? I thought. There’s no way I can hold it. He is driving me crazy and I’m right on the edge, again. Fuck him. “Daddy!” “Please” And just like earlier, he stopped. He was really torturing me. I felt like crying, or screaming, or putting my own hand between my legs, or all three!

“Shh,” he said. “It’s ok baby, you’ll cum, but you’ll cum when Daddy tells you to cum.” He whispered as he kissed each of my fingers. Before I could even argue, he took the soaking wet finger that had been deep inside of me a few seconds earlier and placed it on my lips. I opened my mouth and let Daddy fuck my mouth the same way he had fuck my tight little cunt with the very same finger. I could taste my pussy on his finger. “Do you like that my angel?” Daddy asked. I closed my eyes and shook my head yes as I sucked his finger. “Good Girl.”

He played with my hard nipples for a few seconds before he moved down between my legs. I opened my eyes and looked at him. He pushed my thighs far apart and used his fingers to spread my pussy lips. My body was trembling. His mouth was so close to my cunt that I could feel his breathe. He took his tongue and licked me from my ass very slowly up to my clit. Then he lifted his head up and looked at me and said, “Do you want me to stop?”

“No Daddy, Please No,” I begged him.

“Then you better be a good girl. Daddy will tell you when you can cum. Do you understand me?”

“Yes Daddy,” I answered.

His tongue was merciless licking and sucking on my clit until I had tears in my eyes. He pressed his tongue in and out of my cunt making me scream, while he pinched my clit between his thumb and forefinger. I have never felt such intense sensations in my entire life. Just when I thought he had done everything to my little girl bottom that could be done, he lifted my legs up high, and pressed his tongue deep into my ass, making me squeel out. He replaced his tongue with a finger and continued fucking my ass with his big strong finger while his soft, warm and wet tongue moved back up to my rock hard clit.

He sucked so hard as he flicked it with his tongue I thought I was going to pass out. Just then he asked me, “Are you ready to cum for Daddy Angel?”

“God Yes!” I screamed.

“OK, now you can cum for me, now you can cum for Daddy.” He said as he pushed his finger deep into my pussy and sucked my clit once again, but this time I felt his bite down on me with his teeth, just enough to send me way over the edge. I screamed and kicked my legs as my Daddy continued fucking my pussy and my ass with his big strong fingers over and over again. “That’s it baby girl, cum for your Daddy.”

Oh my God I thought. I’m so happy that my Daddy is here. He kissed me deep and then looked up at me and said, “Now put that pretty dress back on Angel, Daddy’s hungry. I want to go and show you off a bit, my beautiful baby girl. Besides, Daddy’s got a very interesting night planned for you little one.”

I just smiled and did as Daddy asked. My mind raced at the thought of what ‘interesting night’ meant exactly. I can’t wait to find out.

Pyaremohan: Madam, these stains were surely not there when I unpacked the dresses for you?

Me: I … I… I mean how would I know? (I tried to remain as cool as possible)

Mr. Pyaremohan was checking the stains on the babydoll nighty very closely. He was trying to figure out what it was and in the process started sniffing it just like a dog! What a shame! The shopkeeper was in effect sniffing my vaginal juices on that fabric.

Pyaremohan: Uhu! Madam! Surely these are fresh… I find the same stain on this panty also! This you… I mean… you just tried this Madam!

He for once looked directly at my sari-covered choot and then looked up at me questionably obviously trying to suggest that the stains were my pussy juices and nothing else! Naturally I had to protest, but was feeling terribly awkward inside.

Me: No, no. How can that be? Let me see!

The shopkeeper handed me the panty (a part of the 5-piece nighty set) I just tried.

What a scene!

I was inspecting my own panty and it was visibly spotted with my vaginal juices.

Pyaremohan: Madam, I am sorry to say… but these are your… I mean err… you probably was not fully aware that you were WET…

Me: Err… what? I mean…

My face started getting in shame – afterall he was just a shopkeeper and was a complete stranger to me. I felt like a stupid asshole standing in front of him caught red handed still trying to inspect the panty!

Pyaremohan: Madam, let me be very clear. You saw that I had reservations about the trial, but you and your relatives insisted and hence I agreed. I cannot sell these used products. I mean… You… you have to buy the whole lot.

He uttered the last few words very discreetly and in a steel cold voice. My heart was pounding and my hands and feet were already cold like an ice cube!

Pyaremohan: Madam, you will have to take this Babydoll nighty along with this 5-piece set and just see… the skirt of this 3-piece nighty also have those stains… the marks are so fresh! (He sniffed again) You have to take all these 3 sets Madam.

I got so nervous that I was not even getting the strength to talk with the shopkeeper. First and foremost thing was I had no money with me. If I were to buy these, I had to take help of either Mama-ji or Radheshyam Uncle. And then, of course I would have to confess to those males that while I was trying these dresses my pussy juice spoilt the fabric.

How could I tell that! Issssssh! What a shame!

Moreover, I was pretty much certain that the episode would not stop there – the inquisitiveness that I had seen in Mama-ji – he would surely question me thoroughly about how the skirt and the babydoll nighty got those stains even if he gets convinced with the panty part!

I could realize then and there that it would be a very cumbersome and embarrassing experience for me to reply Mama-ji; hence immediately I dropped that idea of informing him for buying these nightdresses.

But… then what was the alternative?

I had no clue! Beads of perspiration were already crowning my forehead and my palms also started to sweat. I was having my usual dry lips, but this time purely due to nervousness.

Pyaremohan: Madam, shall I pack them all and inform your…

Me: No, no. You need not inform them.

Pyaremohan: You will then pay separately Madam?

Me: Err… I mean…

Pyaremohan: It will amount to umm… the Baby doll is 450/-, the 3-piece is 650/-, and the 5-piece is 900/-…. umm… totalling to 2000/- Madam.

Me: What? T-w-o t-h-o-u-s-a-n-d!

Pyaremohan: Come on Madam! After all these are imported items directly coming from foreign countries!

Me: But… but that’s… that’s too expensive!

Pyaremohan: But Madam you have to take them… I can’t keep these “stained” items in my stock!

I saw that there was no other way but to tell the truth to this man.

Me: Pyaremohan Sahab, I mean… err… actually I do not have money with me and … and its not that I can pay later because I do not stay here. Please consider my case!

Pyaremohan: Madam how can I consider Rs. 2000? Yes if it was a 100-200 rupees I definitely would have considered because afterall you are my customer, but 2000/-… No way I can consider Madam!

I was literally in a catch 22 situation and felt so helpless! I requested again.

Me: Please Pyaremohan Sahab! I am like your sister. Can you not con….

Pyaremohan: Madam, no sentimental strings here! I am a businessman. I cannot sell these. (again he lifted the panty to show me the stain) Either you or your relative must pay.

Me: But I have nothing with me and I cannot tell them. P-l-e-a-s-e try to understand my condition. I… I can do one thing… I will money order you as soon as I get back home.

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Pyaremohan: He he Madam… no such cock and bull story will do. You need to pay here. Don’t waste my time. (His voice was very stern this time)

I tried to persuade him for some more time, but in vain as he was quite adamant on his point and finally I surrendered.

Pyaremohan: Madam, look, this is not a restaurant that if you cannot pay the bill, you can clean and wash crockery and repay me. I need reimbursement for my Rs. 2000/-.

The situation was going towards a hopeless end and to plead to like that to a shopkeeper was even more awkward for me and therefore I desperately wanted to get out of it.

Me: I told you already… I mean I have nothing with me. Then… I mean tell me if I can … I mean if I can do any favor for you so that this money is compensated.

Pyaremohan: What favor?

Me: Tell me straight what you want me to do to pay damages for that 2000/-. I have never been in such a clumsy situation in any shop ever!

Pyaremohan: Madam see that’s not my problem and I don’t want to hear what you have done in other shops. (He was evidently getting rude to me) You have spoiled these and you have to pay.

Me: Okay, okay. Tell me naa what you want from me?

I was trying to get straight to the shopkeeper.

Pyaremohan: Umm… let me think… Okay! Yeah! There is .. there is one way… but… you don’t … Ummm! Can you do it?

Me: (my face as if glowed up seeing a ray of hope) What? Sure! I can do it! Tell me!

Pyaremohan: See Madam I am telling you frankly… we had planned a couple of ads for our products on cable TV and had fixed a model for Rs. 5000/- to act in that. Now… if you can do it, I will surely save 2500/-… actually I have booked her for two ads. But… …umm…

Not knowing any details I just jumped on the proposal as that Rs. 2000/ was playing heavily on my mind.

Me: Err… No problem Pyaremohan Sahab. I will do it.

Pyaremohan: That’s okay, but…

Naturally I was getting impatient.

Me: What’s the problem now?

Pyaremohan: Madam, see there are two problems. Since this was planned for next week, I do not have the male model right now and… umm…

Me: And what?

Pyaremohan: Well Madam, the director is … I mean very ill tempered and rude… so…err… I was thinking whether you would be… I mean whether you would be able to tolerate him or…

Me: In recent times I am tolerating many strange things, which I never dreamt of tolerating! So, you better not think on that.

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”

Pyaremohan: (smiling) Okay, okay. Err… Then Madam I think you should not waste time as your Mama-ji and Uncle would be waiting.

Me: You need to hurry up. You are still sitting with those nighties!

Pyaremohan: Oh! Sure Madam! Give me just a minute’s time so that I can inform the director to arrange for a shoot.

Me: Okay.

Mr. Pyaremohan disappeared in a flash and in fact was back also within a couple of minutes.

Pyaremohan: Madam, with much effort I have persuaded Mr. Mangeskar. He is the director. As I told you he is pretty ill tempered and does not speak a decent language. So please…

Me: Okay, okay.

At that point of time I was honestly in a hurry to get into the midst of action rather than thinking about any other aspect.

Pyaremohan: Come along! And just remember to say that you have acted previously, otherwise Mr. Mangeskar will pack up immediately.

I nodded and followed the shopkeeper. As I followed him through the hallway I quickly draped my pallu once again properly since I was going in front of an unknown male. We reached the end of the corridor behind the toilet where there was a room whose door was open.

Pyaremohan: Come Madam. Mr. Mangeskar, she is the one I was talking about.

The room was fairly big, but Mr. Mangeskar did not look impressive at all – very thin, middle-aged person with prominent rough beard on his face who was wearing a red T-shirt and three quarter pants covering till his knees.

Mr. Mangeskar looked directly at me for some moments and I felt so very odd standing like while he inspected my figure – very openly.

Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm… What’s your name?

Me: Anee…I mean Anita.

Mr. Mangeskar: Age?

I had never encountered such a clumsy situation (at least at grownup age) with a totally stranger asking me my age as the very second question!

Me: Twenty… I mean. 28.

Mr. Mangeskar: And what are your stats? (He asked me looking at my taut sari-covered breasts)

Me: Err… what?

I could not get him at first go.

Mr. Mangeskar: What sort of actress is this Mr. Pyaremohan?

His voice was cold and stern and clearly reflected that he was irritated by my fumbling.

Pyaremohan: Arre she has traveled some distance… give her some time to breathe! Madam, tell him your vital statistics? I have her breast size… its 34.

My ears immediately started to get heated and I could well realize that my throat was drying up! I lowered my eyelids by reflex action in natural feminine shame.

Mr. Mangeskar: Come one! What’s your name….. O! Anita!

Me: Twenty… I mean .. err… 28 and… and 36. I mean 34-28-36. (I had to gather all my mental strength to tell that)

Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm… you look pretty full! Now listen I needed a younger model for this ad, but since Pyaremohan-ji requested, I will go ahead with you. Where else have you acted?

Me: Umm… in drum… I mean in dramas.

Mr. Mangeskar: Dramas! That means on stage only?

Pyaremohan: No, no. She acted in a few small ads also. She is quite familiar with this type. Tell him Madam. Tell him.

The shopkeeper was trying his best to cover me up.

Me: Yes, yes. I acted in err… 2-3 ads.

Mr. Mangeskar: What product?

I was puzzled and looked blankly to Mr. Pyaremohan who was again ready to “save” me!

Pyaremohan: Soaps… soaps you know and….

Mr. Mangeskar: And?

Pyaremohan: And… umm… undergarments…. undergarments!

My lips automatically parted to protest, but I had to control myself as per the demand of the situation. That nitwit shopkeeper! Could he not say anything else other than that!

U-n-d-e-r-g-a-r-m-e-n-t-s! Hai daiya!

Mr. Mangeskar: (now looking at my eyes) Okay that’s good to know. What did you have to do in the soap ad?

This question was indeed directed to me and I had to reply something.

Me: I… I acted in that… I mean I soaped my body.

I was really getting very nervous replying to this man. His voice was cold as steel and questions too direct for a housewife like me!

Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm. Hmm. Whole body or only your hands and shoulders?

I licked my lips once because I could realize I was getting cornered. My face was all red and my body very stiff.

Me: Haa… haa… I mean hands and sho… sho… shoulders only.

Mr. Mangeskar: No showers?

Me: (I was trying to remember the soap ads that I see on TV and construct my replies) Yes, yes… shower was there.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, so you soaped yourself standing under the shower and they canned you? Right?

Me: Yes, yes. (I replied without much thinking trying to end the conversation)

Mr. Mangeskar: That’s good, because you have a similar situation here also! By the way, are you aware of what you need to do here?

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes, Madam is aware, but actually I did not get the time to detail her.

Mr. Mangeskar: Huh! You seem to be always so busy Pyaremohan-ji! Anyway, I will brief you Anita. See, as you know this is a chaddi- baniyan ad, the presentation has to be spicy. We must create an urge in male customers to buy this Parineeta Store brand and for that the ad has to be designed and presented in a titillating way, you know!

I was already on the “low” hearing that it was a chaddi-baniyan (=vest and brief) ad. I thanked my fortune and smiled to myself that it was not a female undergarment ad!

Pyaremohan: If you can do it a bit quickly… her…

Mr. Mangeskar: (looking at the shopkeeper very strongly) Then hire someone else and leave me! Sala kaha kaha se chale aate hain! I have my own pace and you both must abide by that! Clear?

I tried to rescue the shopkeeper who was in fact saying to speed up only for me knowing that Mama-ji and Uncle were waiting downstairs.

Me: Okay, okay. Please don’t be angry…

Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm.. Yes, as I was saying, what I plan for is a **** sequence where you are the heroine and you are being harassed. The hero comes and rescues you. The hero will be dressed in chaddi and baniyan, which would signify he-man-ship and advertise for this brand. Clear?

I nodded, but was wondering what the director actually meant by “ sex sequence” though I was somewhat assured when he used the word “harassed”. I thought I dare not ask a question and get a scolding and decided to follow the instructions of the director to get over this episode as quickly as possible.

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”

Mr. Mangeskar: You wear this and get ready quickly.

Saying that he handed over a lungi to Mr. Pyaremohan and then turned towards me.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, let me detail you the scene – you are a housewife and he is a servant. Okay?

He? Mr. Pyaremohan? A servant with such an obese figure? I could not just control a smile hearing this.

Mr. Mangeskar: I chose him as the servant because his body will amuse most people you know.

Me: True. (I was still smiling)

Mr. Mangeskar: You will be taking a bath in that toilet (he indicated to the attached bath) and your servant would act like a peeing Tom. Okay?

I nodded though naturally was getting apprehensive about the “bath”.

Mr. Mangeskar: He naturally gets excited seeing you and ultimately breaks inside the toilet and attacks you. Okay? You flee to this room and some hustle and bustle between you and Pyaremohan-ji would take place on that sofa. Okay? Then the hero enters the scene fights the bad man and rescues you with a happy ending. That’s all? Clear?

Me: Ye… yes, but who is the hero?

Mr. Mangeskar: (with a shy smile) Me of course!

Me: W-h-a-t?

Mr. Mangeskar: That would create the humorous part naaa… He is so fat and I am so thin… apart from that comical angle, the message would also be delivered that even a frail man like me turns a He-man if he wears this brand of chaddi and baniyan.

Me: Hmm…

I appreciated the whole idea of this director in my mind though was extremely nervous about what I actually need to deliver.

Mr. Mangeskar: Here goes your costume Anita! (he handed me over a white petticoat and a white blouse).

Pyaremohan: You can change in the toilet Madam.

Me: No sa… I mean no sari?

Mr. Mangeskar: Come on! Are you new to acting? How can you wear a sari while taking a bath?

I did not argue any more and hurried inside the toilet, but several questions started to bother me now as I closed the toilet door.

– this blouse looks so transparent and also white in color, what would happen to it when it gets wet?

– what will happen when Mr. Pyaremohan breaks into the toilet? What he will try to do to me?

– what “hustle and bustle” did the director mean that would take place on the sofa?

Instead of bothering too much on that, I thought that I had to be very cautious not to unnecessarily expose or allow too much of touching and grabbing during the shoot.

After I got into my shooting costume, I got out of the toilet. I was clad in a white blouse and petticoat only. No sari. Though I felt hesitant, but thankfully the blouse was adequately covering my breasts though naturally my mammaries remained protruded quite indecently converging male attentions

Mr. Mangeskar: Bah! You look perfect Anita.

The director was looking at my jutting out fully developed tits, which looked quite handsomely appealing not being covered by a sari.

Mr. Mangeskar: You have a good eye Pyaremohan-ji, he he he! She has an excellent figure even after marriage.

Pyaremohan: Thanks Mr. Mangeskar!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I hope you are wearing your inners…

Even a blind man could see that I was wearing a bra, such was the transparency of that white blouse and obviously I was wearing a panty!

I just nodded.

Mr. Mangeskar: And under your petticoat?

Me: Yes obviously!

I obviously sounded extremely shameless!

Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Let me clear this to you both that I want absolutely natural expressions on your faces when you act. So forget all other things and concentrate only on the shoot. Okay?

The director was ready with a movie camera! Mr. Pyaremohan looked horrible clad only in the lungi. His bare chest and belly looked so odd!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I will position myself within the toilet. You will open the shower and stand below it. Okay?

I nodded and followed him into the bathroom. I stood under the shower and the director was very close to me with his camera. Mr. Pyaremohan closed the door and remained outside of the toilet. Naturally I was feeling rather tight with this unknown male in this small toilet.

Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t be stiff Anita! Relax… Imagine that you are alone – as if you are in your home toilet. Ignore my presence….

I tried to relax, but obviously was unsuccessful.

Mr. Mangeskar: Let me tell you what you need to do after opening the shower. You start washing your face first, then rinse your hands and then come to your breasts. Okay Anita?

Me: O… okay.

Mr. Mangeskar: Open the shower.

I switched on the shower and water started falling on my body. Thankfully the water flow was not very heavy, but the coldness of the water made me shiver and I felt so, so odd getting wet with a man standing on my nose! I started wiping my face first.

Mr. Mangeskar: Do it gently so that I can take a good view of your face.

Though I washed my face, I could jolly well feel that the water trickled through my hands and elbows onto my breasts and were soaking my blouse and bra.

Mr. Mangeskar: Great….now your hands….slowly!

I followed his instruction and now as I stretched my hands water was pouring directly on my mammaries and I was getting fully wet now. As I was looking down I could see my white brassiere getting very prominent through the blouse and I quickly tried to cover myself by angling my elbow.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, Anita, now rub your breasts slowly with both hands.

As I took my hands to my tight boob flesh, my face was getting flushed in embarrassment. I started rubbing my own breasts as the shower water continued to soak me. My cleavage was now prominently visible to the director, as my blouse had slipped down a bit being wet and heavy. Thank God! I could not see his eyes as he was looking into the camera, otherwise it would have been very, very embarrassing for me.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, now do one thing… just to make things look hot… squeeze your breasts gently…

Honestly I was getting excited doing this action. I kept my both palms right over my conical breasts and started squeezing them!

Mr. Mangeskar: No, no… not like that! Do it from below… I mean cup your breasts from below and then squeeze… Just like a male does it, are you getting me?

I nodded while taking the shower. I took my palms below my breasts and then cupped my flesh and started squeezing my big balls. I immediately could feel my nipples getting very hard and were standing up as they sensed my fingers on them. The shower obviously was helping me do this shameless and bold act quite easily! My lips started getting parted and I slowly was gyrating my hips to complete the whole action.

Mr. Mangeskar: Good Anita… Now a little more variation… since you are not using a soap… just squeeze and release your breasts for cleaning… I know that’s not the process but you need to make the servant attracted too! So…squeeze and release… squeeze and release…

Honestly this continuously flowing water on my body was doing miracles! I was so quickly getting excited and was slowly getting horny doing this squeeze! I obeyed the director and gripped my both boobs with my outstretched palms and was releasing them after a full crush. My blood had already started boiling inside me and I had started enjoying my shower with closed eyes.

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”

By this time, I was almost fully wet and water had adequately sipped inside my petticoat also making my ass and thighs fully wet.

Mr. Mangeskar: Wow! Your facial expressions are just too good! Very well done Anita! Now get into the next move… circle your finger on your navel. This is just the warmup for your peeping servant you know! Ha ha ha…

With my eyes closed, I dropped my hands from my tits to my navel area. I started poking my belly button with the middle finger of my right hand. This went on for some more moments and since I did not get further instruction from the director, I opened my eyes. He was busy capping me and as I looked down my body I noticed my petticoat clinging to my well formed thighs very indecently and the shape and size of my thighs were clearly exposed and naturally I tried to adjust my petticoat with my free hand.

Mr. Mangeskar: Hey! What are you doing? (I immediately took away my hand off my petticoat) You are on camera Anita… Maintain your position as I say and do not do anything extra.

I nodded and was compelled to alarmingly expose my well-formed thighs through my wet petticoat.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, your servant is watching you. So you must do something sexy to excite him… May be…you just bend a bit and rub your thighs over your petticoat.

With my wet blouse and petticoat clinging to my skin, I thought I was exposing enough. My white blouse being fully soaked was practically nonexistent and the exact position of my brassiere inside was completely visible. Did I need to do more?

I obviously did not have the guts to question the director and hence bent a bit and started rubbing my thighs with both hands and in the process my cleavage appeared very prominently over my wet blouse and also exposing the upper portions of my bulging boobs.

Mr. Mangeskar: Bend a bit more Anita… camera is unable to get a full view.

I had to bend further – now practically a couple of inches of my deep cleavage were visible to the director and as I momentarily looked down my breasts, my fleshy wet milk tanks looked awesomely exposed in that posture. I clenched my teeth in shame and waited for the director to call “Cut”.

Mr. Mangeskar: okay… okay! Cut!

My body was instantaneously upright.

Mr. Mangeskar: Very nice work Anita!

I smiled foolishly. I quickly moved out of the shower, but since I had been standing below that shower for so long, I was virtually soaked to the skin. Water was trickling down my face, throat and whole body.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, now we will go ahead with the next sequence, after which your servant will get inside. Okay?

I nodded.

As Mr. Mangeskar took out his eyes from the camera viewfinder, I noted that his eyes were roaming openly on my juicy body curves – it was indeed a gala sight – a voluptuous woman like me standing within two feet of him in a completely awash state clad in a white blouse and petticoat.

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, I mean the servant, will try to embrace you and you have to act as if you are trying to escape, but make sure that you both stay under the shower for some time struggling so as to make the scene a bit tempting. Am I clear?

I nodded. Though my skin was wet and cold, my inside was as if ignited in this shower water and the self boob squeeze that I just did!

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, are you ready?

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes!

Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Lets do the last sequence of your bath Anita. I want to capture your rear portion in camera. So just turn slowly away from me so that your back faces the camera. Okay?

I nodded again taking a deep breath. I could feel the familiar itch inside my panty! I moved below the shower again and the director shouted indicating camera was rolling. I turned slowly under the shower so that my backside was towards Mr. Mangeskar and took my hands behind and begun rubbing my very prominent ass.

Mr. Mangeskar: Place your hands on your ass globes Anita…. One on each… Y-e-s… like that… slowly… You have a gorgeous gaand yaar! Carry on!

I ignored the slang as I could realize he was also pretty excited filming me. I moved my palms in circular motion on my buttocks and could clearly make out that my panty was pretty evident through my wet petticoat.

Was my panty visible to the director? Hai daiya! As I pressed my ass with my hands, I could clearly trace the outline of my panty! My God!

Mr. Mangeskar: Good! Now jiggle and sway your ass a bit Anita! Actually this will act as the climax for your servant’s entry inside. When Pyaremohan-ji enters you must cry out loudly and very naturally… okay?

As per the director’s instruction, I started to sway and jiggle my heavy ass very shamelessly. Automatically my eyes got closed in utter shyness and nervousness with the very thought that I was doing all this in front of a male! It must have been some sight for the director to see a well-developed woman like me swaying her big tight ass in front of him.

Just then…

Just then Mr. Pyaremohan broke inside the bathroom! I was still swinging my heavy buttocks and he almost crashed on me! I immediately cried out, which was of course very spontaneous rather than acting! He was clad only in his lungi and held my right arm and dragged me towards him. I bumped on his body and naturally tried to guard my breasts from pressing on him with my elbows.

Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! (We separated from each other) Anita… Anita, you must look surprised and frightened – it must look normal – someone has entered your bathroom, but you seem to… I want that staggered look in your eyes. You behave as if you forget to react and stand like a statue. Okay? Your servant would take that advantage and embrace you. Am I clear?

I nodded along with Mr. Pyaremohan who again went back to the toilet door from where the retake would take place. Mr. Mangeskar looked into the camera and said “Action”.

Mr. Pyaremohan entered again towards me in one brisk action and I tried to express what the director told me with my eyes widely open and a loud scream. Mr. Pyaremohan took hold my right hand and dragged me towards him. I tried to behave that I was very surprised and “forgot to react.” Mr. Pyaremohan used that opportunity fully to quickly pull me onto him and straightway embraced me. My whole wet body pressed on his fat half naked figure.

Firecrackers seemed to burst inside my body as I touched Mr.

Pyaremohan. My blood started gushing inside my vessels as I felt his long arms embracing my soaked back. His warm palms felt so good on my wet blouse-covered midriff!

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, you now try to kiss her and Anita, you now come to your senses and try to retaliate. Okay?

No sooner had the director completed his words, I felt Mr. Pyaremohan trying to kiss me directly on my lips!

The scoundrel! What audacity!

I felt his wet lips on my cheeks and nose and once on my lips too! Naturally by reflex action, I exhibited a very strong repulsive blow and tried to get him out of my body, but he was much stronger than me and embraced me more tightly. All this time I had been protecting my big breasts from touching his chest with my elbows, but the way he was trying to touch my lips, I had to use my hands to protect me. And…

And as soon as I lifted my hands to stop his face from touching mine, he hugged me more closely and my big firm breasts got pressed very directly to his chest.

I shrieked out!

Mr. Pyaremohan was obviously much excited getting the full feel of my well-developed mammaries and embraced me more tightly. I was naturally getting into a hopeless situation. Being unable to kiss me directly, he began to lick my wet cheeks and honestly the feel of his hot tongue on my slippery cheeks started making me significantly weak.

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“A question that sometimes drives me hazy: am I or are the others crazy?”

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, now you drag Anita under the shower and then do what is natural… like try to grab her breast and ass… Anita, you continue to struggle but make sure that you do not go out of the shower. That’s the laxman-rekha for you in this shot. Clear?

“…do what is natural…” – these words as if unlocked the flood gate for Mr. Pyaremohan and he really started behaving as if he was in the mood to molest me! He dragged me under the shower and I again started getting wet and taking the advantage of this very hot situation, he hugged me very tightly and forcibly moved my elbows off my breasts and pressed me to his body. I was getting weaker naturally as my breasts directly got pressed onto his chest and he was also scuffing and scratching my waist with his fingers; moreover, the shower water falling on my body made the whole situation more complex for me.

Mr. Mangeskar: That’s great Pyaremohan-ji! Carry on!

There was no need for any encouragement for this man and he was now more or less hugging me like my husband! My big boobs getting pressed fully on his chest and his flabby abdomen pushing my belly area. His hands had started measuring every part of my body and I felt his palms rested on my pumpkin ass. I could hardly struggle to get free because he was constantly keeping his lips very close to my face brushing every now and then my cheeks, nose, chin, and my lips too! Mr. Pyaremohan grabbed my ass very tightly, which made me gasp for air! And as I parted my lips, that man, like an eagle, invaded my tender lips.

Me: Aaaaaaaah!

Though I quickly moved my lips, but he was able to suck my lower lips for a couple of seconds. As I looked at him, he was smiling very wickedly as if trying to say “how long will you avoid me?”

Mr. Pyaremohan was giving me ass squeezes in a very different way, as in recent times I have had a number of these while in the ashram. This man was grabbing my ass flesh very firmly and was not releasing the flesh from under his palms for quite some time! This in effect was making me almost breathless the way he was extending the hold on my buttock flesh. His fingers dug in deep into my spongy ass cheeks penetrating my wet petticoat and panty. Surely I was extremely excited delivering this shot.

Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Good job Pyaremohan-ji and Anita… I have taken good close ups of… of Anita’s gaand under siege! He he… Well, next I will take a few close up shots of your faces only! Anita you will just move your head to and fro avoiding Pyaremohan-ji’s lips, who is trying to kiss you. I will get this later in slow motion and will definitely be a great shot with the shower water falling on your face. Clear?

I was breathing very heavily now and my wet blouse had slid down significantly down my breasts and had exposed me very indecently. I had to stand in that outrageously sexy outfit in front of Mr. Pyaremohan. Mr. Pyaremohan moved his hands from my buttocks in the upward direction and held me at my waist for this shot. As he converged his face on mine, I started moving my head back and forth and he was obviously trying his best to smooch my lips! I could feel his deep warm breaths on my wet face and I was indeed getting weaker and weaker now due to this constant fondling! This went on for few seconds till the director shouted, “Cut”!

Mr. Mangeskar: Very well done! Okay… now let me explain what is to be done next. Anita, you will give one big jerk and Pyaremohan-ji, you will fall on the floor. Anita, you flee to the adjacent room and put the towel kept on the sofa as a cover for your breasts. Clear? I will also move out following you Anita with the camera.

I obeyed as was instructed and ran to the room and took the towel there and covered my breasts.

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji, this shot is fully yours. You will now hasten through the toilet, bouncing the toilet door, and will try to catch Anita. In the process you will stumble and your lungi will fall open. You quickly restore it and come near this sofa and stop. Simple?

Mr. Pyaremohan nodded.

The shock of my lifetime was waiting for me as the shot started. Mr. Pyaremohan bounced the toilet door loudly and while running out tripped and fell on the floor and as he got up, his lungi fall open.

Me: Heiiiiiiiiiii!

I could not control my exclamation as I saw Mr. Pyaremohan was stark naked inside – as his lungi fall on the floor he stood absolutely naked in front of us! Most astonishingly, he was not wearing any underwear or brief!

My eyes obviously got attracted towards his erect lund and the thick black hairy bush above it. Mr. Pyaremohan’s lund was dangling in the air very awkwardly and he quickly stroked his lund once before wrapping it inside his lungi! I noticed his lund was already quite erect – obviously the effect of fondling me for so long.

Mr. Mangeskar: Good Pyaremohan-ji… this will produce a very good humor. Ha ha ha…

How could they show such male nudity in the ad? I could not resist myself from asking.

Me: But Mr. Mangeskar… I mean.. err… how can you show that in the ad?

Mr. Mangeskar: Show what?

Me: I mean.. he was err… he was not wearing anything beneath….

Mr. Mangeskar: Arre Anita, have you gone out of your head or what? Obviously I will camouflage that part where his lund is exposed.

Me: (still surprised) O!

Mr. Mangeskar: Well, the advancement of technology will help me do that! He he… Anyway, lets get along with our next shot. Anita, as Pyaremohan-ji approaches you, you start running round this sofa and he will chase you. You cry “Help! Help!” and run for three rounds and then Pyaremohan-ji grabs you and pushes you onto the sofa. Am I clear about the shot?

We both nodded. I was feeling rather at ease standing with the towel on my wet blouse in front of these two males; I at least remained somewhat covered!

But, not for long!

I started running as soon as the director said “Action” and Mr. Pyaremohan keeping a distance followed me. My heavy boobs started juggling very sexily below the towel as I ran and I tried to cover that with my hands. I completed the three laps continuously crying for help and finally Mr. Pyaremohan grabbed my hand and pushed me forcefully onto the sofa. The sofa was wide enough to accommodate my whole body and as I fall on the sofa there was a deep vibration due to my body weight.

Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Very nice! Anita, you need to get down from the sofa once and give an exclusive shot. Actually I want to capture your rear from close up when you are running. I noticed that you were looking very attractive as you ran and I just want to capture that in frame. Okay?

I did not know what to say or how to react? Should I feel proud to such a comment?

Mr. Mangeskar: So what you do is you do not go in a circular fashion, but just come down running towards me from a point I tell you and then turn back and run back to that point. Hope that’s not a big ask?

Me: No…

Mr. Mangeskar: Pyaremohan-ji… if you can.

Mr. Pyaremohan quickly went towards a door, which led to another room, which was also fairly big.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, can you see that furniture down that corner?

Me: Yes.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, you go there and come running down to me. Since the distance is substantial you can freely run here.

I tried to estimate the distance and it was not less that 30-35 feet. The adjacent room too was unusually large. I nodded and started walking towards the farthest in the other room. Though I was feeling quite odd to run in this wet outfit in front of two males, but the whole shooting sequence was exciting me somewhat.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, keep the towel aside as I want your natural running posture, otherwise you will have to continuously hold the towel while running. That will actually kill the essence of this scene.

Me: O… okay.

I hesitatingly kept the towel on an adjacent chair.

Mr. Mangeskar: Action!

I started running and as I increased my pacing, I immediately realized that my big and heavy breasts were jumping up and down very awkwardly inside my wet blouse and honestly there was nothing I could do to stop it. My full-sized mammaries were swaying sideways as well as vertically as I ran towards the director. The director was standing midway and as I started running was pacing himself backwards with his camera.

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As I reached the end point in the room, he indicated me to turn back and run to the other room again. I did that and this time he was capturing close shots of my swaying gaand inside my wet petticoat as I ran away from him.

Mr. Mangeskar: Great! Do this once more!

I again started my run towards the director and this time I realized I was getting short of breath. I hardly do an exercise now-a-days and was not finding it very hard to run like this. I was breathing heavily and my firm breasts were swaying very, very sexily as I sprinted towards Mr. Mangeskar.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay! Great Anita! Great!

Me: Uffff! (Puff! Puff!))

As I stood in front of him, I was panting significantly. I was a bit surprised when I noticed that that the director still had his eyes on the camera lens!

Me: What more are you filming now? I am here!

Mr. Mangeskar: He he… Anita… continuity… If I suddenly stop the shot after your run is over and in the next scene you are seen absolutely normal, will that not look very odd? That’s why I am recording shots of your breasts when you are out of breath. Do you understand baby?

Me: Oh!

I tried to hide my breasts with my arms.

Mr. Mangeskar: Come on Anita! Its over… Anyway, I must say that you looked awesome when you were running! Very sec… I mean very striking!

I smiled shamelessly not realizing exactly what he meant.

Mr. Mangeskar: O-k-a-y! Now we are heading towards the actual **** attempt and here Anita you have a big role to play. I want absolute natural expressions. Okay? Ummm… By the way, have you … I mean have you ever been force to fuck?

Me: What? (I almost yelled at him)

Mr. Mangeskar: Oho… I mean were you ever teased or harassed by any male?

Me: NO. Never.

I replied very strongly as I went towards the sofa to lie down there for the next shot.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay, okay. What I mean is I want the same fearful expressions as well as expressions of excitement as your servant touches your body closely. Getting me naaa?

I lowered my eyes and nodded. Some shame still persisted in me!

Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Pyaremohan-ji, you are a servant and you have got the malkin of the house in a compromised position. So I want that expression on your face. You are in a commanding position now. Okay? At the same time I want dialogues now. Anita, you will be talking to stop him, pleading, commanding, whatever you like and Pyaremohan-ji, you should be replying with rude language being the servant. Clear?

Pyaremohan: Okay… Well, what will I… I mean what will I do now?

Mr. Mangeskar: Lo karlo baat! Ye bhi kya bolna padega! Have you not scene any **** scene in movies?

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes!

Mr. Mangeskar: Then? Do that… … Bas! Anita, get that towel on your breasts… continuity… you now!

My heart started beating louder hearing this. What did the director plan for? But before I could ask anything, he made the camera rolling and Mr. Pyaremohan was over my body in a flash. He attacked me from one side and grabbed my shoulder and kept me pinned on the soft surface of the sofa. Though he was quite obese, but he was remarkably swift! He threw off the towel from my breasts and looked hungrily at them.

Pyaremohan: Uff! Kya maal hai!

Me: Just shut and leave me! You brute!

We started delivering dialogues as if he was the servant and I was the malkin, but honestly I started feeling rather uncomfortable being fully aware that this man was wearing nothing under his lungi. He already had given me the feel of his erect pole inside his lungi brushing it once or twice over my smooth thighs. I cried out “help” “help” and he was trying to peel off my blouse!

Me: Eiii, what are doing? Stop!

Pyaremohan: Chop Sali! Ajj mauka mila hai! Will not stop till I fuck you!

Mr. Pyaremohan for the first time now touched my mammaries. He grabbed my left boob forcefully and kneaded it firmly. I cried out in pain and excitement and tried to stop him, but he caught my arms with his other hand. He repeated the action and this time he kneaded my breast a bit softly and also tried to cover my whole left breast with his palm so that I also enjoy that action. Of course I was not influenced and continued to struggle and tried to free my hands. But he turned out to be cleverer!

He held my arms more tightly and immediately started feeling my naked breast area above my blouse. Getting the feel of his warm hand directly over my naked upper breasts indeed made my life very difficult. I clenched my lips tightly and tried to evade the feeling, but that bastard within a flash moved his hand off my upper breast and twisted my left nipple. Since my blouse and bra were both soaking wet, it must have been very easy for him to trace my nipple impression. Automatically my eyes got closed and I cried out in pain and happiness!

Me: AAAAaaaa…..aaaaaa…. Uhhhhhh……

Sensing that it was the appropriate opportunity, Mr. Pyaremohan released my hands and without a second’s delay, pulled my blouse very strongly off my body as a result of which my wet blouse tore off in two parts near the area of the hooks.

I could not believe my own eyes!

At once my brassiere was exposed to him and as I looked down I was shocked to note that my breasts were almost 50% out of my tiny wet bra and could be clearly seen like daylight!

Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! But don’t move! Anita! Just be in your position. Bilkul hilna mat!

I remained stiff, but was very much eager to cover my breasts first. I saw the director coming near me and he positioned the camera right on top of my head and was recording. Since initially I was too eager to pay off that two thousand rupees, the fact did not strike me much that I would be filmed, but now seeing the way this director was canning my exposed body with a movie camera, I was a bit alert. Still I was not really shaken by this fact probably because I was ONLY habituated with a camera that “clicks”, but this one was surely different and hence it did not honestly bother me much!

After adequately recording my half-exposed tits, he took his head out of the viewfinder of the camera.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, I can read what you want to say from the way you are frowning. Tell me how many times you have seen a villain tearing apart heroine’s blouse in films?

Me: That… that’s okay… but no more… I mean…

Mr. Mangeskar: Arre! Come on Anita! Don’t I know where to stop? You leave that to me naaa.

Me: No.. no… please… I can’t be … I mean … I can’t be in my bra like this… (I covered my breasts with my arms again)

I had to be extremely shameless verbally to make the director understand. Mr. Pyaremohan was siting silently by my side.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, my dear, tell me how can you shoot a **** scene with the heroine draped fully? Na na…. … tell me!

Me: But how can I be like this in front of … you people… !!!

Mr. Mangeskar: Who told you to think like that? Just imagine you are all alone in this room and a ghost is trying to **** you! Ha ha ha…

Me: I am not joking Mr. Mangeskar… I mean how do people act like this? I am feeling… feeling awful!

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita! You are behaving like a newcomer. Okay, I agree that you have not acted in such a sequel, but you are familiar with the rules naa! Even after knowing that this is an attempted **** scene, if you say that I want to remain fully dressed … then I (shrugging heavily) really have nothing to say!

I really got heated up by this comment!

Me: What do you mean? Have I not taken off my sari? Have I not got fully wet in the shower? I even ran that distance in wet clothes for… I don’t know what for! What more do you want?

Mr. Mangeskar: But my dear you should also consider that I did not take any screen tests of you and straightway got you into the acting zone– just on Pyaremohan-ji’s recommendations! That does not happen anywhere!

Me: What has that to do with what I am saying?

Mr. Mangeskar: Arre…what sort of duffer is this! Had I taken your screen test, I would have stripped you to your knickers to assess your figure… that’s the standard practice in this line and you know that very well! A-n-i-t-a, you are behaving… as if you are acting for the first time! Huh!

Me: But… but then how long would I have to be like this… I mean…

I was still covering my twin globes with my folded arms.

Mr. Mangeskar: Hey Pyaremohan-ji… I cannot shoot like this! If she has a problem, lets quit! Sala! Waqt barbaad karne chale aate hain!

Pyaremohan: Arre… please don’t get upset Mr. Mangeskar… I think… I mean Madam seems to be a bit uncomfortable err… wearing only the bra on her upper portion… but… but she never said she will not act… I mean.. Madam… am I right?

The shopkeeper again was trying to guard me and I myself could also well realize that my whole effort till such time would be a sheer waste if I stay stubborn and argued further. Hence I had to change my gear spoke in a softer tone.

Me: Yes.. err.. I mean that’s what I meant… I just wanted to convey my… I mean I just wanted to convey you my discomfort while acting in this condition.

Pyaremohan: Yes, yes Madam. I can understand. Mr. Mangeskar, if you treat this case a bit compassionately. She is not very professional you know.

Mr. Mangeskar: Hmm. Okay, but it’s not an uncommon syndrome you know. Only last month I had such a case while shooting with a newcomer girl. Uff! She was such a nakhrewali! There was a shot where she was sad as the hero was outstation and she was walking on the beach alone. She was wearing a top and a miniskirt you know and naturally as the wind remains stiff on the beach, her skirt was time and again flying up and she started objecting that her panty was visible.

The director paused for a second and noted our reactions.

Mr. Mangeskar: But the whole objective of the scene was different! I wanted to show that she was so sad and engrossed in her lover’s thoughts that she was unaware of what was happening as she walked. So there are so many angles and food for thought when a scene is captured… but these newcomers have only once track mind!

Pyaremohan: Then?

Mr. Mangeskar: Aur kya? I explained her the demand of that scene and she understood, but by that time we lost significant time. The funniest part is that – that same girl within a week’s time gave shots for me bathing in the waterfall without wearing an inner… just as Mandakini did in Ram Teri Ganga Maili. Ha ha ha…

Pyaremohan: Really!

Mr. Mangeskar: Yes… so you know Anita, it’s all in the mind. Mind game you know! If you concentrate on the acting part ONLY, you will really not notice how many people are present in the set or how much your clothes are covering you etc. etc. You should only have the objective to deliver 100%. Isn’t it?

I had no other option but to nod my head after this explanation.

Mr. Mangeskar: Yes, if it was a full-fledged bed scene then I could understand your hesitations as there you need to treat the male actor just like your husband or boyfriend may be because there the male actor will kiss you for prolonged period of time and will touch your body intimately and not only that in bed scenes now-a-days we prefer to have the heroine in western outfits… can you… tell you tell why Anita?

Me: Uhu… (I nodded negatively)

Mr. Mangeskar: Actually the flavor is lost… I intend to show love on screen, but what I end up with is something different! If the actress is wearing a sari, the whole concentration is on pulling off the sari, opening the hooks of the blouse, untying the petticoat knot… you know. So you know in reality the lovemaking part gets delayed.

He paused for a second again and was in the mood to explain things!

Mr. Mangeskar: But on the contrary if my heroine is wearing a skirt and a top, she looks smarter and I can maker her look hot also by varying the length of her skirt or the tightness of her top. Much simpler you know and most importantly its more comfortable for the heroine also!

Me: How? (I almost reacted very spontaneously as I was listening to him quite attentively)

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita, just imagine you are the heroine and you are doing a steamy bed scene for me.

I was not at all prepared for a reply and immediately swallowed my own breath and looked down.

Mr. Mangeskar: Suppose in the first case you are wearing a traditional dress and the hero while making love to you first drops your pallu off your breasts, then unwraps your sari off your waist and you have to also adjust your body significantly so that he can unwrap the sari completely, then he comes back and starts opening your blouse hooks, and then he again goes down to open the knot of your petticoat… don’t you feel the whole effort would make you more embarrassed and discomfit for a prolonged period of time? And… and the lovemaking also takes a back seat all this time?

He paused a little taking a deep breath.

Mr. Mangeskar: But had you been wearing a western outfit, the whole concentration could easily be kept on lovemaking simply because your outfit would just act as a second skin! As the hero would kiss you, he could just pull up your top near the hem and caress your belly. Again he only has to slid his hand downwards just a little to pull up your skirt to caress your legs. So everything goes in one smooth motion.

Pyaremohan: Hmm.. you have a point!

Mr. Mangeskar: I have a lot of points…. Just imagine how odd it would look if in that love scene the hero presses your breasts over your blouse… but if you are wearing a top, the hero can easily slid his hand inside your top from below and produce a better effect. Do you agree Anita?

I nodded with a blushed face. The way the director was vividly explaining things, I could realize a stir within me and my nipples were responding to his “hot” talks adequately and were almost fully up inside my brassiere!

Mr. Mangeskar: Good! But Anita, once and for all, get this nailed into your head that the demand of the scene must be fulfilled. Am I clear enough?

I obviously did not want to irritate the director any more and promptly agreed.

Me: Yes, yes.

Mr. Mangeskar: Okay then guys, lets get back to business. Now for some intense action as the servant naturally is keen to touch his malkin. Anita, Anita, you will continue to be in your lying posture and exhibit resistance, and Pyaremohan-ji you will now ride Anita’s body. Okay? You balance yourself by placing your knees to her sides and sit near Anita’s belly. Clear?

Pyaremohan: Yes.

Mr. Mangeskar: Fine. Now you both will get involved in some hugging and struggling… as it happens in a **** – Pyaremohan-ji will try to grab your breasts, try to kiss you, and hug you… I mean the things which are natural… and Anita, you just falsely struggle.

Me: O… okay, but please ask him to be… I mean… err… a bit decent.

Mr. Mangeskar: What rubbish! How can a **** be decent?

Me: No, no I am not saying that… I am only … I mean I only have the bra now… err… that’s why…

Mr. Mangeskar: Oh! Okay! Not to worry on that Anita, as you jolly well know that even if I want I cannot portray actual things that happens in a ****. I cannot show a full strip, … isn’t it? So…. so, don’t worry on those. Yes, some things do happen at times… which are by no means unnatural… for example in the struggle Anita, your bra clip pops open or say by chance your nipples get exposed out of your bra… these sort of things do happen in shooting, its not that only in **** scenes, but in other bed scenes also, but… but YOU should not worry on those because that surely gets edited.

I was pretty much scared listening to him and was shocked to note the normalcy of his voice saying all these! My God! I decided to be very much careful about Mr. Pyaremohan’s moves and was of course not at all keen to expose further.

Mr. Mangeskar: Enough bla-bla… lets get back to work! Action!

Mr. Pyaremohan was as usual prompt in his actions! He quickly rode my body by placing his legs to my two sides and I readily realized that he was in a very commanding position now and could practically do anything from this posture! I was quite anxious and my heart started to race seeing him in that posture right over my figure. It was just like having my husband on me though he never sits on my body like this! The first thing he did was to held my hands and raised them above my head.

Me: Hey! Stop! What… what…

I could not even complete my words as I saw him bent fully over my body. His arms were also stretched above my head (pinning my hands) and his naked chest was now pressing on my upturned breasts. Simultaneously I could feel his erect cock brushing in my waist area and without ado I realized a sexual jerk within me. He quickly took his mouth right over me and this time without a miss locked my tender lips within his thick lips. As per the director’s instruction, I tried to protest by throwing my legs in the air so that it looked real. But as Mr. Pyaremohan continued to kiss me more deeply, I was getting weaker and weaker and was rather confused what to do.

Though it was acting, as I got his “touches” directly on my body and as he planted the kiss deep in my lips, I was surely getting heated up and I was almost hugging him instead of a protest! My wet body added to the whole setting and I was undoubtedly getting enormously excited as he moved his tongue deep inside my mouth while he rhythmically pushed my pelvic area with his khada lund. Mr. Pyaremohan had a decent erection, which I could feel from the pokes he was accomplishing on the lower half of my body.

Me: Uuuuuuuu… Ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…

I demonstrated the joy of his kissing! With each moment, he was gaining in confidence and I was losing out. Mr. Pyaremohan was now in total control of my lips sucking my saliva very energetically. Concurrently, I could realize he was gradually sliding down positioning his crotch right over my choot! I was certainly getting feebler, both mentally and physically. Still I remembered the director’s instructions and continued to throw my legs in the air to show I was protesting. My petticoat being thoroughly wet was clinging to my feet and I was finding it rather difficult to throw my legs like that.

In the meantime, Mr. Pyaremohan nailed the final pin on me when he took one of his hands from above my head to my mammaries and gave me a tight squeeze. Though my hands were free now, my lips were not, and he continued to suck the last drop of juice from them while caressing my firm bra-covered breasts. I could feel the warmth of his fingers on my exposed boob flesh outside my bra and as if a shiver ran down my spine as I felt a male hand in my intimate body portion!

At last Mr. Pyaremohan released my lips! It seemed he was kissing me for ages and the director also did not interfere anywhere. My condition was pathetic and I was literally panting after such a marathon kiss. Rarely had I been kissed so long even by my husband! But this middle-aged man had more energy than I imagined! He did not give me a second’s respite and raised his body slightly off my body and shifted mildly to his left side and in a flash inserted his hand right inside my bra!

Me: Aaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuuuuu… NO…………. Eiii… what’s this? What are you doing? Aaaaaaaahhhh!

Before I could even protest properly to his action, he slid his palm well inside my bra and cupped my warm tight flesh. Instantaneously an electric stimulation as if passed through my whole body and I writhed in excitement.

Me: Stop… I say stop… pppppllllleeeeeeaaaaassssssseeeeee! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh….. Uuuuuuuuuuuiiiiiiiiiii!

I shrieked very sexily and openly and spontaneously held his hair and pulled his face towards mine. His lips were again grazing my lips! I think any adult woman would have reacted the same if a male inserted his hand right inside her bra in such a lying posture. He felt my naked breast with his palm and in sheer excitement there were goosebump all over my body.

Pyaremohan: Aaaaaah! Kya mast mamme hai yaar! Uhhh!

Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Great going! Anita, struggle… struggle… shout for help!

Me: But… but….

Mr. Mangeskar: Don’t spoil the scene Anita! Do as I say.

The director’s voice was cold and stern. I did not have the courage to protest and succumbed to this molestation.

Me: He… help! Help! Som…. Som….someone save me! Aaaaah!

Mr. Pyaremohan was naturally in full flow by that time – getting a chance to abuse a young and voluptuous housewife like me! He continued to keep his hand inside my bra and enjoyed my warm boob flesh as he again started kissing me! His lund seemed to be more stiff now and was pushing my love gate very emphatically over my petticoat. After kissing me for a while and squeezing my breast, he took out his hand from inside my bra and honestly I was much relived because I was getting very weak and was actually losing control over myself in absolute sexual pleasures. My pussy was dripping profoundly now and my already wet panty was getting wetter!

Hardly could I exhaled a deep breath, Mr. Pyaremohan was again on me like an eagle converging on a rabbit. He again invaded my bra and this time made me absolutely speechless as he inserted his hand from below the hem of the bra peeling it completely off my left breast. My left breast was suddenly fully exposed in front of this man and I obviously looked utterly sexy.

Me: Eiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii! You… you swine! How dare you do that? You…!

I lost words getting into that bizarre situation with one breast exposed in front of two adult males. Mr. Pyaremohan’s eyes as if popped out of his socket as he ogled at my big naked breast. Without wasting any time, he readily grabbed my naked left mammary and started stroking my exposed nipple and areola with his fingers. I tried to stop him with my hands, but he was much stronger than me and quickly got hold of the situation.

My condition was simply awful! My left breast was now first covered by this man’s palm and then by my bra! I got so annoyed and agitated that my whole body twisted and angled in anger.

Pyaremohan: What will you do now sundari! No one can save you today from my clutches! Ha ha ha… (saying that he gave me a very tight squeeze on my tit)

Me: Arre! Eiiii… Stop! You rascal! Mr… Mr. Mangeskar… stop this brute! Stop him! I can’t aaa… act like this!

Mr. Mangeskar: Cut! Cut! Arre! What happened Anita? Isssh! It was such a superb shot in the making! It looked so real! You both were … simply outstanding!

Mr. Pyaremohan slightly lifted his body off mine so that I could talk properly; his right hand was still grabbing my left breast!

Me: What’s this? You idiot! How dare you do that!

Naturally I was boiling in anger.

Mr. Mangeskar: Anita… Anita… calm down first! (I was still breathing deeply and seeing my angry reaction Mr. Pyaremohan removed his hand off my breast) The build-up is so nice… don’t spoil it! Tell me what’s exactly the problem?

Hello friends… this is rajesh, thanks for your feedback on ‘feelings of my cousin’, am now posting my cousin sisters experience here as she has no time and posting in her own words. My name is Haritha and is 26 years old. I am married for 6 months and happy. The story that I am going to tell you happened 1 week ago. I am a very happily married woman with a very good husband who cares me and satisfies me all the time. Coming to about I am 5’3″ height with a structure of 32 28 34. Though I am so good looking as people say, I never had a BF and dedicated my virginity to my husband. We have sex twice a day and in the weekends thrice. He cannot live without me and having sex with me. He is such a good love maker that I used reach orgasm every day. He fucks me from every angle and makes me go crazy. I cry almost every day while sex.

Coming to the incident, this happened a week ago when my husband turned something different. On the first day of this incident, he changed. He normally wakes up and comes over me to have sex and I am used to that. However, that day he woke up and left to the office immediately. I thought probably he is in a hurry. In the evening, he came back and I was waiting for him after a very hard day of not having sex. The feeling actually starts when people stare at me with those eating eyes. My neighbor boy who is around 19 ogles at me which makes me goes crazy. My husband came at seven o clock, took bath, had his dinner, and slept. I was very confused; the one who turns my body into hot alcoholic drink is sleeping without even touching me. Did not sleep that night and waited until the next day morning.

Surprisingly, the same thing continued the next day. I waited patiently for the third day and asked him what is wrong with you. He said nothing is wrong and he is all right. I was a bit shy asking him about sex. The third day, I was unable to control myself I was weighing the double weight. My body is total hot and burning desires inside are taking control over me. In the evening, I took all the guts and by the time he came to the house, I laid down in the bed completely naked. As he came inside, it was shocking to see me, a homely woman lying on the bed naked. I pulled him over me and asked him “please do it” he asked me not to behave like a slut and go to bed. He went to take bath and did not close the door; it was very surprising and heartbreaking to see him masturbating in the bathroom. I was stunned and asked why you are doing this. “I need you, please do it to me” I cried, but he did not listen. He went to bed. The fifth day I need something inside, so I bought carrots and brinjals to reduce my thirst. I spent the whole day with the vegetables and the next day was Sunday. I was waiting for this day as I thought I would at least can seduce him that day. Disappointingly, my husband told me that his bossing is invited for the lunch. I was very horny and was about to cry when I heard the news. My husband went out and will be coming by the time his boss arrives. I dressed up well in a silk sari below my navel as I thought I could at least seduce my husband with this sari. I had to visit to my neighbor’s place to get some milk, as I was not prepared for the boss visit. As I went inside the house with the sari, his son was watching TV and saw me coming. His eyes were always on my navel and breast and killing my already horny body. As I said he is 19 yrs and for the first time, my fantasies of having sex with him have aroused. I am cursing my husband, as he is the one who brought me into this situation. His eyes are eating me and slowly I slipped my sari to show him my cleavage. He saw it but I was afraid and left the place immediately.

The boss arrived and my husband was not home yet. I called him and he said he were stuck up with the work and would be a bit late. We were waiting for him and meanwhile I was speaking to his boss. He was into his late 40 s and was well built. He scanned my whole body with his eyes in the first 10 minutes we met. I was starving for sex for the last 5 days and I do not know what I am doing. I was very happy to show him my navel. Suddenly I got into my senses and covered it. My husband called me up again and said that he is going to come only in the evening at around six and now it is two. He apologized to his boss and asked us to carry on with the dinner.

All the while, I was with the boss I was thinking about my husband and coming making love to me. “Are you thinking about something” boss asked. No sir, nothing I replied. Every time he glances at me, it is only my navel. I know he wants to see it. Slowly my thinking changed, what is wrong in showing him my navel when he is so much interested in it. I slowly slid my sari so that my navel is always visible to him. When I was serving him, he could see my cleavage a little bit and I think he is losing his control over me as the time passed by; he is eyeing every part of mine. As we finished lunch and was taking my plates, unknowingly my sari slipped and he glared at my boobs. He saw me watching him and took his eyes off. I smiled at him and left to kitchen.

My mind started wandering about sex and the boss looking at me wildly. I thought I would exhibit to him as much as I can but never have sex. It is again my husband to be blamed getting me into this situation. A woman who used to have sex twice a day now had no sex for 5 days would really mean something unusual is going to happen. As I was thinking all these, the boss came into the kitchen. I asked him anything required, he said no. as the kitchen is very conjusted he has to come very close to me to wash his hands and while going his hands toched my navel. That sent shocking waves into my body. Ohh this was the first male body touching me after 5 days. I was horny very horny. I am in a situation now where I am ready to have sex with anybody to quench my thirst.

He came to me again and said, “I know you were showing me your navel wontedly, isn’t it?” I was totally in a shame; I could not speak anything and hung my head down. “Tell me yes or no,” he shouted. “Why?” he asked. I was shivering I did not answer. If he tells this to my husband, my life will be in shambles. “Why? You bitch,” he again asked. I was shocked by that word. I did not answer, he came to me and touched my navel once again, so beautiful you are he said. ‘Sir what are you doing?” I questioned. Now you tell me why you were showing that part of your body. I said it was a mistake. Even mine was a mistake he said. I was relieved by these words. I asked him whether he would like to have oranges or bananas. He chose oranges. I still feel the tickling sensation that came when he touched my navel. I know he touched intentionally, but I could not do anything even if he called me bitch. I felt a kind of hornyness in his words. Slowly my mind was saying this is an opportunity and is going to leave in 10 minutes or so. I was feeling that deep inside.

He had oranges and said, “Wow, these are real tasty, are these yours?” I could get his questions and intentions. Ohh should I proceed is what my mind is questioning. I slowly cat walked to him and said, “No sir, these are not mine” he could still see my navel and through the transparent sari my blouse. I wanted it badly now. I do not know but am unable to control myself, am already wet down. He asked me to have some oranges; I told him seducing that I like bananas. He got my point. I stood near the wall and looked at the door. He went slowly and closed the door. Oh am nervous now that am going to do it with a second person in my life.

He came to me, pushed me against the wall, am totally succumbed to him, and kissed my lips. I do not like those oranges, I will eat you today, and you are my bitch today, caught hold of my navel, and twisted my stomach. That made me weak in my knees. He kissed my neck and slowly slid my pallu. “Haritha, you are so beautiful, I wanted to see you naked from day one I saw you, these are my oranges” saying this he squeezed my breasts. I was clueless what is happening, but am enjoying sex after a week and enjoying to the fullest. He removed my sari slowly and kissed me on my navel. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm I moaned and told him to take me to bed. You are such a horny bitch he said. I can fuck you twice a day. How many times will your husband fuck you? He asked. I told him twice a day. In addition, for the last few days he asked. I was stunned by the question and asked him “why are you asking about last few days?” “By seeing you so horny, I was doubting whether you had it or not” he said. I told him we did not have for the last week. He smiled at me sarcastically and again squeezed my breast over my bra. I forced him to remove all my clothes and he did so immediately and removed his clothes too. Now am standing naked in front of my hubby’s boss and he’s ready to take me over. He kissed me all over and was caressing all my curves. He asked me about my fantasies, and I said I had no fantasies. He was such an experienced person, he said common you would have developed some atleast in the last week, he was fingering me. I could not say no to him and told him about the last week s fantasy. When I was so horny without sex, I was fantasising about having sex from both the front and the back. He was confused and told me “oh I can’t do this alone.” I said, if there are two this is possible. Saying this he went to the bathroom.

I was lying on the bed and the mobile of his rang. It is a sms. He asked me to see what it is. It was my husband and I was shocked to see it “how is my wife sir, are you satisfied?” and the boss from the bathroom asked me to read all the SMS sarcastically. I read them all.

First SMS: you can get in sir, am outside, and will be back in the evening.

Second: Catch hold of her Stomach region. She will go crazy.

Third: hope she accepted. If she does not, I will take care of her later.

Fourth: just call me when you are done?

I was shocked to see all these messages. It is the plan of my husband. I was still in a shock when boss came out and asked “I know it’s your husband, as you said you fantasize fucking two, I would like to fulfill your dreams.” I asked him how?, he said, your husband will be the second one. I was wondering how it is possible. He said, “Follow my instructions” he called up my husband and kept the loud speaker on.

Boss: hi Rajesh.

Husband: hello sir, hope you enjoyed.

Boss: Operate, very much. I came out now, you can go home. However, I was looking for that mail.

Husband: did she accept or you forced her sir?

Boss; such a homely girl she is, I had to wait for long to convince her. However, she is still horny. She needs more. However, I ve got some work. I have to go. By the way, your promotion is confirmed.

Husband: no problem sir, I did not have it for a week, now am hungry, and need her.

Boss: ok then enjoy

Husband: bye sir.

My husband did this for promotion. The boss grabbed me and told me what to do. Within 5 minutes, my husband arrived and I was totally dressed up by then. As soon as he came, I held him and kissed him. “Oh Rajesh, please fuck me immediately, it’s been a week and am unable to control myself. I caught hold of his feet” He lifted me, threw me onto the bed, said, “ill be right back”, and went into the bathroom. As soon as he left, the boss came over me, kissed my lips, and started sucking them. I know what is going to happen if my husband is going to see us this way.

My husband came out of bathroom nude and was shocked to see his boss over me. He felt shy and was covering his dick with his hands.

He acted ‘Haritha what are you doing’ the boss said

Do not act too smart, your wife knows everything… now come and fuck her…

Then you all know what happened, they fucked me in and out for the whole night…

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ye story tab ki hai jab main apni bua ke sath varanasi me reh kar study karta tha.aj main 27 sal ka hu lekin tab main 22 sal ka tha.main regular gym jata tha isliye meri body ekdum fit lagti thi.chudai ki bhukh mujhe itni jyada rahti thi ki main bina hand practice kiye so nahi pata tha aor isliye roj mutth marta tha.us samay mera lund jab khada hota to keval 6 inch ka hi rahta tha lekin motai to kisi mote kele jitni hojati thi.

meri bua ki umar us time 30 sal ki thi lekin wo keval 25 ki lagti thi.unki family me bas bua fufa aor unki 12 sal ki beti babli thi.fufa ji lucknow me job karte the aor weekend par hi ghar ate the.meri bua ki body ekdum tight thi,wo thi to thodi moti si lekin unka pet jyda nikla nahi tha isliye wo moti hone par bhi bahut sexy lagti thi.unki chuchi 36 size ki thi aor jara bhi latki nahi thi ekdum bhari go gol aor un par brown color ke nipple to…..woooow…lagta jese angoor…koi dekh le unki gudaz chuchiyon ko to muh me lekar chusne ko pagal hojaye…kabhi chus ke dekho dosto…nabhi thodi deep hai aor agar ap ki nazar unki moti moti jangho par pad gai to fir apka lund apke underwear se bahar ane ko beteb hojayga…unki chut????…itni rasili chut unki itni komal fuli hui ki bas muh me lekar puri ki puri chut ko chus dalo…aor dosto agar unki rasili chut ki darar me jeebh dal kar chus liya to fir apka lund ya to unki chut ko fad kar chod dega ya fir ap underwear me hi jhad jayenge…dosto jara unko palat kar pichhe se to dekho bhagwan ne esi khubsurt bhari golaiyon wali itni chikni gaand nahi banai hogi…jara ek bar gaand ki golai ko chum ke to dekho dosto….ccccc……hhhhaaaahhhh……dhire se yar dekho kat mat lena unki chikni gannd ko….apka lund kada hokar unki gannd ko salami dene lagega.

meri nazar pahli bar jab unki gannd par padi to laga mera lund bekabu hojayega.wghar me nyty pahan kar rahti thi aor main unki gand aor chuchiyon ke ubhar ko dekh dekh kar apne lund ko underwear me dabata rahta tha.jab wo jhuk kar jhadu lagati thi to gannd ka ubhar aor sexy lagta tha aor tab mera man karta ki jakar piche se unki gaand se chipak jaun aor chod dun.

ek din mene dekha ki wo apne room me let kar koi kitab padh rahi thi aor jese hi main room me aya wo jhat se wo book takiya ke niche chhupa di.shaam jab wo market chali gai aor babli coaching chali gai to main room me gaya aor dekha to book takiya ke niche hi rakhi thi….wo book me sexy story thi bhai-bahan,bap-beti.maa-beta….mera to lund tan gaya aor mene wahin par mutth mar diya aor lund ko unki panty me pochh diya.fir mene janbujh kar wo book almari me rakh diya.mene socha dekhun kya reaction hota hai.bahut hoga bua dantengi.main chahta tha ki wo ye jan jayen ki mene wo book padh liya hai.

next day nasta karte waqt jab babli wahan nahi thi to mujhse puchhi ki jab kal wo market gai thi to kya main unke room me gaya tha to mene kaha ha bua gaya tha aor ek book takiya ke niche thi to mene almari me rakh diya ki kahin babli na padh le.wo kuchh second ke liye meri taraf dekhi aor fir chupchap nasta karne lagi.mujhe unka reaction kuch samajh me nahi aya.

shaam ko jab bua marketting aor babli coaching chali gai to main fir room me gaya.mene dekha aj wesi hi ek book bed par padi thi,wesi hi sexy story wali book.mene wo book fir almari me rakh diya.dinner ke bad jab babli chali gai to mene kaha bua apki book mene aj fir almari me rakh diya hai.aj fir bua meri tarf dekhi fir achanak puchhi padhe bhi the kya.mene kaha ha to fir puchi tmko wo story pasand ati hain kya,mene dhire se kah diya ha bua mujhe pasand ati hin.ab main bua ka reaction ko dekhna chahta tha…lekin wo chupchap bina kuch kahe apne room me chali gai.main aor babli ek hi room me sote the.

next day fir wohi hua main bua ke market jane ke jab room me gaya to fir wesi hi book bed par padi thi.ab main samajh gaya bua chahti hain ki main wo books padhun.bua ke markrt se ate mene bata diya ki mene wo book aj tkiya ke niche rakh diya hai to wo halke se muskarai aor boli…almari me esi bahut books hain tumare fufaji late hain chaho to lekar padh liya karo jab babli ghar par na rahe.bua ka ye kahna tha ki mera lund underwear me khada hogaya.bua ne apna dupatta hata kar rakh diya wo ghar me duptta nahi leti thi keval salwar kamiz ya nyty pahanti thi.meri nazar unki badi badi chuchiyon ke ubhar par chali gai.man hua bas masal dalun.

ab main chhup kar dekhne ke bajay bua ke samne hi unki chuchiyon ko ektak dekhta rahta jab wo mujhse baten karti rahti.bua bhi ye dekhti lekin chuchiyon ko chhupane ke liye duptta na leti.kabhi jab main tv dekhta rahta to wo bhi akar sofe par mujhse sat kar beithh jati aor dusari side padi koi cheej uthhane ke bahane apni chuchiyon ko mere face se touch kara deti…mere to body me current jesa lagta.bad me wo batai ki esa wo janbujh kar mujhe garam karne ke liye karti thi.kabhi wo bathroom me se bhigi nyty pahan kar hi kuch lene ke bahane mere room me ajati.tb unki bheegi nyty chipak kar unki chuchi ki golaiyon aor gaand ke ubhar ko ese dikhti ki…main apne lund ko kisi tarah janghon ke bich me dabaye rahta.man to karta pakad kar wahin chodne lagun us waqt wo mujhe meri bua nahi ek sexy aorat lagti lekin dar lagta ki kahin mera andaz galat nikla to….fir sochta na chudana chahti to ye story books,ye bheege kapdo me mere samne kyu ati????…akhir ek din wo wqt aahi gaya aor hamare bich se bua bhatija ka rista toot gaya aor humlog sirf aorat ek ladka rah gaye chudai ke bhukhe….next part me bataunga kese mene epni sagi bua ko choda..ap mujhe email karke bataiye ye story ka part-1 kesa raha.meri mail id [email protected]

Dosto mere mom ke sath hue sex ka part II aapke samne hai. Mera mom se pahli bar sex hone ke bad hum khul gaye the. Dad ke lautne abhi 2-3 din baki the mai isi ka phayda uthana chahta tha. Agle din jab mai rat ko ghar aaya to ek BF Vedio lekar aaya tha. mai ghar par pahuncha to dekha ki mom kichen me thi, maine mom ko pichhe se jakar unke kandhe par garden tika di, aur unke gal par hoth laga diye, wo boli chal dur hat abhi khana banana de, aur bola mere achhi mom pyari mom kya bana rahi ho aur unke peeche khada ho gaya aur unki gand ke crack me apna lund se kapdo me hi press kiya, wo boli teri manpasand chiz bana rahi hun, khayega to khus ho jayega, achha to aaj paucca mujhe khus karogi meri manpasand cheez se, dekhta hu aur phir hath se unke boobs par ragdte hue kaha iska hal abhi theek hai na, yeh bolte hue thoda aur apne lund ka pressure diya to wo kichen ke platform par sat gayee, mom boli- boli kya karta hai kichen me, abhi tu ja mai khana banakar lati hu. Mai bola dekhata hu kya kya lati hai aur mai drawing room me tv chala kar baith gaya. Tv me bhi bade hi hot items song aa rahe the. Isme items girls bahit hi kam kapdo me hoti hai yahan tak ki biukni bhi chhoti hoti hai, tabhi mom kichen me se bahar aayee to mai bola dekho na kitna bhadhiya songs hai, aur dress dekho na kya mast hai, mai bola tumne ye pahni hai kya, tum suchmuch isme bahut sundar aur sexy lagogi, tumhare pas hai to pahan kar dikhao na aaj . wo hanskar boli chal tu badmas hota jar raha hai aur phir wo kichen me chali gayee, boli mai kam nibta kar aati hu, phir khana sath hi kha lenge. Mai to man hi man kal ki rat wali dastan yad kar raha tha aur aaj ke night show ki kalpana me mast hua ja raha tha. Tabhi mom khana paros kar le aayee aur humne khana sath sath khaya. Maine kaha mom aaj to khana tumne tasty banaya hai aur mom ko flying kiss kiya, phir maine kaha ki raat ko aaj bhi doodh pilaogi na, wo boli haan aaj to pinaaa hai na, pila dungi. Phir mat bolna kabhi. Phir wo boli mai kichen ko theek kar fresh ho jati hu. Tab tak tum bhi fresh ho lo. Mai bhi bathroom me jakar fresh hua aur lungee pahan lee. Aur mai tv me vedio par blue film laga lee, mom bathroom me gayee thi film chalu ho gayee isme do larkiya nangi hokar ek dusre se lipta laptee kar rahee thee. Tabhi T.V. par ek mard aya. Dono larkeeon ko is halat me dekh kar usne jahtpat apne kapre utare aur ek larkee ki choot me apna lund dhans diya. Bara jabardast lund tha uska. Maa ne kas kar apni kankh mera lund daba liya aur bole, “hai kya lund hai, admi hai ki ghoda.” Dusree larkee abhi bhi pahalee larkee ke neeche hi thee aur us admi ke andoo ko jeev se chat rahee thee. Wo admi tezee se pahalee larkee ko chod raha tha. Jab wo jhar gayee to usne dusree larkee ke munh me lund dal kar chodne laga. Jab wo jharne ke kareeb hua to lund nikal kar larkee ke pure badan par pichkaree chor dee. gayee aur boli are kya dekh raha hai, tu kuchh jyada hi dewana ho gaya hai, aur wahan khadi hokar dekhne lagi, mai bola baith jao, yahi par bas thodi der hi dekhenge. Maa baree tanmayata se sofe par baithkar dekhne lagi aur dhire dhire meri god me adhleti ho gayee. Picture me dono larkeean us admi ko sandwitch bana kar leti thee aur uska laure ko khara karne ki koshish kar rahee thee. Phir ek larkee uska lund chusne lagee Ab uska lund khara ho gaya wo larkee ulti ho kar lund par baith gayee aur uchal uchal kar chodne lagee. Mujhe bara hi acchha laga aur Maa ke kan me bola, “aaj hum isi asan me uchhal uchhal kar chodenge, theek hai.” Mai ek pan laya tha , mom ne jaise hi pan muh me liya, maine kaha mom ek minute aur maine chumban ke sath adha pan khaya. Phir mom boli mai sone ja rahi hu, tu bhi jaldi aa jana.mai man hi man night show ke liye tayar ho raha tha.phir tv me us admi ne dono larkiao ko alg alag asano se choda. Mujhe bada maza aa raha tha. Phir maine tv band kar mom ke kamre me sone chala gaya.

Mom to pahale se hi room me apni jhinee si nighty pahane hui thee jisme se unka pura badan nazar aa raha tha. mom letee hui apni nighty ke upar se choot daba rahee thee. Mai mom ke bagal me let gaya aur bola mom kya sexy lag rahi ho,lagta hai jaise swarg se menka utar kar aa gayee hai, mom boli bahut maska lagana sikh gaya hai.chal pahle dudh to pi le. Aur mom ne nighty ke samne ke button khol diye aur ismese boobs bahar nikalkar mere muh ki taraf badha diye, maine puchha aaj baby ne doodh nahi piya tha kya, wo boli sirf ek bar hi piya wo bhi thoda sa hi. Ab mai mom ke b0’0bs ko muh me lekar chusne laga jaise hi maine nipple ko muh me lekar dabakar chusa mera muh doodh se bhar gaya aur mai maze se doodh peene laga, mujhe doodh me bada maza aa raha tha mai unke bade bade dono boobs ko bari bari se daba daba kar nipples ko chus raha tha, kya anand aa raha tha uski mai kalpana bhi nahi kar sakta tha, phir mom boli ha ab thik hai rahne de bas, mai bola tere doodh me bahut nasha hai mom jisne mujhe masti dee hai aur mere upar nasha chha gaya hai maine uske chere ko apni hatheliyon mai lekar ek tak uski aankhon mai dekhne laga aur ek dum uske mulayam gulabi hothon ko apne hotho mai kas kar choosne laga. deep kiss me wo bhi mera saath dene lagi thii.. Phir mai ek hath se mom ki chuncheean daba raha tha aur dusre hath se unki chut sahala raha tha. Mom bhi ek hath peeche karke mera lund sahalane lagee. Mai bahut hi exite ho gaya tha ab maine mom ki nighty khol di aur phir bra ko khol kar chuuchiyo ko ajad kar diya, kya uchhal kar bahar nikli mast boobs the, aur unki panty bhi paw se neeche ki aur khinch kar alag kar di .phirse maine mom ke nipples ko jor jor se chusna shuru kar diya. Mom jor se blne lagi aaj to mujhe hhhEEE………KHAAAAAAAA JAAAAAAOOOOO MUJHEEEEEEEE. Aur mom ke boobs aur nipples ko aur jor se daba kar chusne laga. Mom aur jyada excite hokar awaj nikalne lagi…….HHHRRRRRRGGGGGHHHH HHH..HHHHRRRRRGG GGHHHHHHH… phir …..

Mom to phaile se hi tayar thee. Mom ne mujhe bhi pura nanga kar dity. Mai palang ke neeche pair karke baith gaya aur mom apni tang dono tarah faila kar mere kutubminar par baith gayee. Mai MOM ki chunchee ko dabate hue neeche se chutar uchalne laga. Mom bhi picture wali larkee ki tarah uchal uchal kar chudane lagee. Maa ki raseeli chunchean mere munh ke pas jhul rahee thee. Mai bar bar unhe munh me leta aur chorta. Mom bhi mere lund par kud-kud kar maze lene lagee. uski dono chumchee mastee se uchal rahee thee Ab hum dono ahishta-ahishta chudai karte hue maza le rahe thee. Mom dhere dheere aage peeche karte hue lund pelwane lagi thi wo poora lund seedha khechta aur jaise screw kas raha hoo aise lund ghuma ghumakar ander lerahi thi, uski choot ki deewarain mere lund ko kase hue thi ab mujhe bahut hi maja aane laga tha. Mom bhi bole ja rahi thi“Aah, oooh, aaayiii. Aaaah, ammmmaa aaaaaaaaa. Mmmmaaarr rrrr rrrrrrrrrr ggggaayiiiiiiiiiiii . Aaah, nahiin januuuuuU. Aaah, aah.. jor se janu tumhara lund se mujhe maja bahut aa raha hai… dekho ab jaldi apna lund khali mat kar denaa….” abhi tumhe aur maza dungi mai bola tv wala asan karte hai wo boli thik hai……

Mom uth kar ghutno aur hathelion par mere bagal me baith gayee. Mai bhi uth kar Mom ke peeche aakar ghutne ke bal baith gaya aur lund ko hath se pakar kar Mom ki choot par ragarne laga. Kya mast gol gol gadde dar chutar thee. Maa ne jangh ko phaila kar apne chutar upar ko utha diye jisse ki unki raseeli aur gulabi choot saf nazar aane lagee. Mom ka ishara samajh kar maine lund ko unki choot par rakh kar dhakka diya aur mera lund unki choot ko chirta hua jar tak dhans gaya. Mom ne ek siskaree bhar kar apni gand peeche kar ke meri jangh se chipka dee. Mai bhi mOm ki pith se chipak kar let gaya aur bagal se hath dal kar unki dono chucneeo ko pakar kar masalne laga. Wo bhi mastee me dhire dhire chutar ko age-peeche karke maze lene lagee. Unke mulayam chutar meri mastee ko doguna kar rahe the. Mera lund unki raseeli bUr me aram se age-peeche ho raha tha. Aur mom moan karne lagi thi, Kuch der tak chudai ka maza lene ke bad Mom boli, “janu ab age utha kar jor jor shot lagao, ab raha nahee ja raha, aur jor se laga re.” Mai utha kar seedha ho gaya aur Mom ke chutar ko dono hathon se kas kar pakar kar choot me hamala shuru kar diya. Mai apna pura lund dhire se bahar nikal kar jor se andar karne laga. Shuru me to maine dhire dhire kiya lekin josh badhta gaya aur dhakko ki raftar barhtee gayee. Dhakka lagate samay mai Mom ke chutaro ko kas ke apni aur kheench leta taki shot jor ka lage. Mom bhi usi raftar se apne chutar ko age-peeche kar rahee thee. Aur mom awaje nikalne lagi“AAAAAHHNNNNNGGGHHII …. MAAAAAAA.. .MAAAAARRRRR… GAAARRRIIIYYIIIIII. . AAAAAHHHH.” “aah, aah, oh, sachchi, mere raja bete januu. Aah, oh. Uff. Mar gayiiii, chodo. Aah. Ooh. Uff. haan yess. Aah.” Mai bhi bolne laga meri pyar jan aaj to mai tojhe nahi chhorunga pura andar tak maza dunga , ahhhh uhhhh kya maza aa raha hai…..hilakar rakh dunga,….uiiiii….aur yad rakhegi aaj ki mast chudai….. hum dono ki sanse tej ho gayee thee. Mom ki mastee our jor par thee. Nange jism jab apas me takrate to ghap-ghap ki awaj aatee. Kafi der tak mai unhki kamar pakar dhakka lagata raha. Jab halat bekaboo hone lagee tab mom ko phir se chit leta kar un par sawar ho gaya aur chudai ka daur chaloo rakha. hum dono hee paseene se lathpath ho gaye thee par koii bhi rukne ka nam nahee le raha tha. Wo boli uuuuiiiiii eeeelllllllllsssss hhhhhhhhh………chodte reho mujheeeeeee…….. Mom ka maza doguna ho gaya. Apne chutar ko jor-jor se uthatee hue bole, “aur jor se bete aur jor se, hai mere pyare bete aaj mai teri mashuka ho gayee. Jindagee bhar ke liye chudwangee tujhse. Ahhh! uiiii maaaa!” Tabhi Mom ne mujhe kas kar jakar liya aur apni tange mere chutar par rakh diya aur kas kar jor jor se kamar hilate hue chipak kar jhar gayee. Unke jharne ke bad mai bhi Mom ki chunchee ko masalte hue jhar gaya aur haften hue unke upar let gaya. Hum dono ki sanse jor jor se chal rahee thee aur hum dono kafi der tak ek-dusre se chipak kar pare rahe. Mai bi mom ko bahon me jakar kar chumte hue para raha. Kuchh der bad mom boli, “kayon bete kaisee lagee humari choot ki chudai?” ” ab, bus karen ya abhi aur jan baki hai.” Mai bola, “Mom apki choot ke liye mera lund hamesha tayar hai.” Mai bola, “hai Mom jee karta hai ki jindagee bhar issi tarah se tumharee choot me lund dale para rahun.”mom boli “Jab kabhi tumhare pitaji ghar par na hone kahin tour par jayenge phir mauka aayega na, tab, yeh choot tumharee hai, jaise marzee ho maze lo, ab thode der aaram karten hai.” “Nahee Mom, kam se kam ek bar aur ho jai. Dekho mera lund abhi bhi bekarar hai.” Mom ne mere lund ko pakar kar kaha, “yeh to aise rahega hi, choot ki khusbu jo mil gayee hai. Par dekho rat ke teen baj gaye hai, agar subah time se bhi to uthna hai.. Abhi to bahut mauke aayenge, kal bhi to hai.. Jee bhar kar mastee lena. Mera kaha manoge to bad me naya naya swad chakhaungee.” Aur phir maine bhi jiid chor dee aur mom karwat le kar let gayee aur mujhe apnese sata liya. Maine bhi unki gand ki darar me lund phansa kar chuncheeon ko dono hathon me pakar liya aur mom ke kandhe ko chumta hua let gaya. Neend kab ayee iska pata hi nahee chala. Phir subah hi uthe.

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Hey everyone, my name is dharamvir and i belong to Punjab. I’m 22, and just completed my graduation last year. I find ISS very horny to read and I think it is a great concept. I am about to share a true sex story, which occurred almost a year ago and where I lost my virginity as well. I reside along with my parents, in the city, in our own house. My parents are working so we have had maids and servants working at our place for more than 15-16 years.

I’ve a great fetish just like you guys to grab your hot maid and fuck her. But my fetish is slightly different. I only get hard-ons from mature looking maids with a good body.(their Colour and complexion doesn’t matter).Since puberty I’ve been watching maids working here and there in our house and they’ve given me a very good time. My nature is basically reserved and I hardly ever talk or fall into conversations to any maid that works/worked at our place. That is because my mother and grandmother manage the house along with the maid. Quite often, some situations also came that no one was at the house and i was alone with the maid and even though they gave me full enticements, i never had the courage to go ahead and even start talking. i knew these cheap sluts are always on the lookout for extra cash but was always scared of the fact of getting caught and it that would be very insulting. So all in all, it was just looking and shagging.

But once finally I had a chance and let me tell you now how it happened. We have another house of our own around 14-15 kms away outside the city. It is a plot in which we’ve constructed only two rooms.

We usually rent it out for 3-4k Rs a month to small families. In that plot we had also made a small jhuggi for a dhobi and his wife, and his family had been living in that small jhuggi for around 10-11 years, as caretakers. It helps, as they keep the house and plot area clean and also look after it. Around 2 years ago the dhobi died because of his ill health (heard that he died because he was a drunkard). During that time we were not having any tenant living there and the house was lying vacant for the past 3-4 months. As I mentioned earlier that my parents were working, so they were very busy and they hardly got a chance to visit the plot as it was already far enough. So, one fine day my father my called me and told me that now I’m a big boy (I’d just turned 21) and I need to go to our plot and check and inspect the house and clear out any pending bills of electricity and water. I said I’ll go and I went there the next day in morning (Even I was going to the house after a very long time).

When I reached there on my car I blew the car horn and the dhoban(her name is Malti) opened up the gate and I drove in the house and then she closed the gate back. I got off and she was standing there wearing an old dirty suit. She asked me, “Chote sahib aap? Bade sahib nahi aaye?” I said, “haan, papa to busy rehte hai ab mai hi aaya karunga yaha sab dekhne”. She replied,”Acha ji”. Then I asked her some random questions regarding the house and she replied back in affirmative. She seemed alone that time, I guess her 2 kids had gone to school or something. Since she was also having the spare keys to the 2 room-set, I said to her “Kholo zara ghar, andar dekhte hai”. We went in and both the rooms were quite dusty. I asked her “ yaha safayi nahi karti kya? Bahut gand hai..”. She said, “Sahib, koi reh hi nahi raha ab 3-4 mahine se to kamm hi karti hu safayi”.

I said “Chal zara jharu pocha maar de yaha, aur safayi rakha kar ghar ki, kabhi kisi ko dikhana par sakta hai”. I moved out and she started cleaning. I started to observe the rest of the plot. She had used the remaining area for farming and had grown vegetables. Then I moved out of the plot for a walk and observed that it was quite a serene environment. Not much houses were constructed and our house was not having any neighbours. I came back to find that she was done. I went in sat on the bed. I called her to bring some water for me. She brought the water and kept standing there. Now I was looking at her closely. She was dark complexioned, nice face,it had no marks or scars .Being a hard working mother she had a good physique. Her boobs were not that prominent but were of decent size. The most amazing part of her body was her Ass. She had a big beautiful ass, which was in excellent shape. She was standing there with her salwar lifted up a little and legs were totally clean with no facial hair as such. Watching her, I was starting to get horny. I asked her that she had grown good amount of vegetables outside. She said that she usually sells them for extra money and also thrives on them.

Then I asked her to bring the electricity and water bills to me. She went to her jhuggi and bought them. She gave me the bills and sat down on the floor. Her cleavage was clearly visible. Then, I saw the bills and observed that the amount was on the higher side as the previous bills had not been cleared. I said to her “Ye to bahut zaada hai, itni bijli kaha se istemaal hui, ghar to band rehta hai”. She said, “Sahib, ab hum kya karein, idhar hum garmi me mar rahe hai, sirf ek bulb chalati hoon jhuggi mein, maine to istemaal nahi ki itni bijli”. I said “fir itna bill kaise aaya, paani ka bill bhi bahut zaada hai, kaun jama karwayega”(IT SHOULD BE EVIDENT TO YOU GUYS THAT I BY STARTING THIS CONVERSATION I HAVE STARTED TO TRY AND EXPLOIT THIS HOT FIGURED DHOBAN).. She then replied “Sahib, mai kaha se karvaun jama, mere paas itne rupaye nahi hai, pehle kirayedaar jama karva dete the, ab aap karva dijiye jama jab takk naye kirayedaar nahi aate”. I Said “ye thik nahi hai, tum itni bijli istemaal kar rahi ho, bill to tumhe hi karvana parega jama”. She paused a little after hearing this and then said “Arre sahib, aap jo kaho mai aapki seva karti hoon, ye bill to ho jayega jama baad mein” from these indications, even I paused now, and was now thinking about having fun with the body of Malti, also bearing in mind the fact that it was next to impossible getting caught here.

So, I said to her “kya seva karogi.. bill kon jama karvayega ”; she came closer to me and started to graze my inner thighs and then said “are sahib, chodo bill ko, ho jayenge jama, aap pehle thodi maalish to karvaao, itni door se aaye ho..” I tried to move a little away from her but she still came on me. All this conversation and her hot figure had already made my dick erect and then I finally agreed and said to her slowly “band kardo darwaza zara..”. She said “mai tail le kar aayi.. aap apni pant utaaro zara”. I said ok and then she went out to her jhuggi to bring some mustard oil for malishing me. During this time my heart was beating very fast as I knew this maalishing and all would lead to having sex with her.. She then arrived and bolted the door, I had taken off my pants. She then said, “sahib shirt aur banyan bhi utaar do, nahi to unpe tail lag jayega” I did the same and then she asked me to lie on the bed invertedly. She came on the bed and sat on my hips and started to massage my back. Wow.. those hands of that dhoban massaging me felt really good. My dick was pressed down from her weight and it was hard and totally erect.

After 5-10 mins. she asked me to lie upfront so that she could massage my upper body and thighs. She immediately observed my hard dick trying to come out of my underwear. She said “ are sahib, aapka L*** to baut bada hai, iski bhi maalish karni paregi.. ”. I said “haan, ab pehle isi ki maalish kardo”. She immediately took off my underwear, stood up and took off her own clothes. I was looking at the nude body of a lady for the first time and it was exactly as i had expected it.. she sat down again on the bed and then she started massaging my dick slowly. I was almost about to cum when she asked “sahib aapne kisi ladki ki maari hai?” I did not reply and kept playing and fondling with her boobs and ass. She then said “koi baat nahi, aap meri maar lo..” she lied down and pulled me over her..

I started to smooch her, kiss her body and boobs very vigorously.. she was also becoming very horny.. she said “sahib ab daalo zara isko..” I honestly did’nt come to know in which hole to put my dick into.. after coming to know, she held my dick and put it in her pussy herself..she screamed a little.. It felt very tight and painful at first to me, but kissing her continuously and caressing her kept me going.. and after fucking her a little I came inside her, and I did’nt even realize it until I was done cumming.. as soon it was over I worried about the fact of cumming inside her and told her about this.. she said “sahib, daro mat.. mere pati ne mera operation karva diya tha taanki aur bache paida na ho”..

This fact gave an obvious relief to me.. and after this we dressed ourselves up and i was about to leave when she asked me “sahib, ab bill jama ho jayega na”.. I said “haan, ho jayega, tum seva karti rehna bas..” she said “sahib, aap bas aate rehna, seva poori karungi..”, and so after that friends, losing my virginity like this, I came back. I’ve been fucking malti ever since, u can say she is always waiting for me, as I think I’m the only one satisfying her sexually. Yes folks, she also gives a really good massage. Although I usually go fuck her now when I’m feeling quite horny or when I need a “massage”

Hi Guys,i am vishal again from Delhi,yeh ek sacchi story hai,yeh jab ki hai jab main college main padta tha aur college main ladkiyo ke bich main bahut famous bhi tha.mujhe college main har koi janta tha.

Ek din main college ki canteen main betha to mujhe mere mobile pe call aaya

Vishal : Hello

Unknown person : Hello Vishal

Vishal : Aap kaun hai?

Unknown Person : tumhara dost aur main tumse milna chahta hoon !!!!

Vishal : Ok. Theek hai….Aap kal mere college aajao, main 1 baje canteen main milunga

Unknown Person : Ok, Done….kal afternoon main 1 baje college ki canteen….

dosto us time main soch raha tha ki koi mujse mazak kar raha hai magar agle din main apne ek dost ke sath canteen main betha snacks kha raha tha to ek aadmi jiski age : 32yrs ki thi wo mera naam puchta hua canteen main enter hua aur mere pass aake beth gaya.maine pucha ap wahi hai jisne mujhe call kiya tha,usne kaha haan….maine kaha….Boliye apko mujse kya kaam tha?wo bola mujhe tumse akele main baat karni hai….

to main uth ke canteen se bahar aa gaya aur usne mujhe apna naam S.K. Singh bataya aur kaha main bahut pareshan hoon,maine pucha kya hua?usne bataya ke meri shadi ko 5 yrs ho chuke hai magar main na apni wife ko satisfy kar paya hoon aur na hi wo abhi tak pregnant hue hai magar main usse bahut pyar karta hoon,ab wo keh rahi hai ki ya to mujhe pregnant karo ya mujhe divorce de do,main uske begar nahi reh sakta hoon,to maine pucha ke main isme kya HELP kar sakta hoon.

uske kaha meri wife ka naam suman hai aur wo 25 yrs ki hai.tum usko pregnant banane main meri HELP karo.maine usse kaha kyun mujse mazak kar rahe ho,usne gusse main kaha main serious hoon aur tumko yakin nahi aata to aaj raat 8 baje tum mere ghar aajana,tumko vishwas ho jayega

maine bahut socha aur mujhe bahut darr bhi lag raha tha ki main uske ghar jaon ya na jaon magar maine himmat ki aur uske diye hue address pe chala gaya aur waha pahunchne ke baad main door bell bajayi to ussi aadmi ne door open kiya aur maine kaha….wade ke mutabik main aa gaya hoon usne kaha ki zayada zor se mat bolo meri wife so rahi hai,phir wo mujhe kitchen ki taraf le gaya aur usne mujhe asli ghee ka bana hua khana khilaya aur uska ghar bhi bahut alishan tha,mano eisa lag raha tha ki yeh aadmi koi crorepati hai….

jab maine khana kha liye to usne mujhe ek room main jane ko kaha aur main us room main chala gaya,waha andera tha aur lag raha tha ki bed pe koi so raha hai,main bed ke pass gaya to dekha ek ladki(jo ki pari jaisi lag rahi thi) so rahi thi,main bed pe jake beth gaya aur usse dekhta raha,itni khubsurat thi ki mujhe samaj main nahi aa raha tha ki main kya karoon.

phir main uske gaal pe hath pera aur halke se uske gaal pe kiss kiya,jaisi kiss kiya to uth gayi aur mujhe dekhte hi shor machane lagi aur main darr gaya magar bahar se koi andar nahi aaya aur door bahar se band tha to maine usse phir pakra aur uske boobs ko dabane laga aur uske baad maine usse bed pe lita diya magar wo kaboo main nahi aa rahi thi

phir main uske upar let gaya aur uske dono hath maine pakar liye aur uski nighty ke upar uske boobs press karne laga,kiss karne laga,thodi dar main usko bhi garmi chadne lagi aur wo mera sath dene lagi,main pehle to uski nighty utar di aur uske lips ko suck karne laga aur ek hath panty main aur ek hath uske boobs daba raha tha,phir usne mujhe dosri tarah dhakka diya aur mere uphar aake mere chest ko kiss aur suck karne lagi phir usne mere t-shirt utar di aur jeans bhi utar di aur wo mere lips ko suck kar rahi thi aur mere lund ko underwear ke upar se sehla rahi thi,ek dum se uske andar josh kaha se aaya aur usne meri underwear uter te hi mere lund ko lollypop ki tarah chusna start kar diya,mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha aur wo bhi bahut enjoy kar rahi thi….

phir main usse litaya aur uski bra aur panty utar kar usse suck karna start kar diya,jisse ki uski saase garam hone lagi aur wo mujhe apne pe liptane lagi phir main usse garam boobs ko chusna start kiya,yeh karne se usse raha nahi ja raha tha aur mere lund pakar ke apni choot main ghusa liya aur mere hips pakad ke pehla jhatka khud hi marr liya magar us jahtke se uski bechani aur bad gayi to usne mujse kaha,aj tum mujhe aurat bana do,phir maine ek halka sa jhatka diya to wo chil layi(ahhhhhhhaaaaaaa huhhhhhhhh marr gayi) magar uske baad usne kaha ki main kitna bhi chil laon tum mat rukhna,phir maine zor se ek jhatka diya to uska khoon nilakne laga,main ghabra gaya magar usne halki awaz main ki tum ruko mat….phir maine usko jhatke dena start kiya aur wo bhi zor zor se jiski wajah se usko takleef ho rahi thi wo jhad bhi gayi thi magar main nahi mana aur usko doggy style main kar ke uski choot main apna lund dal diya….

us style mera lund uski gehraiyo main jane laga aur uski wajah se wo phir tiyar ho gayi mera sath dene ke liye,main usse zor zor se jhatke de raha tha aur wo har jhatke ko enjoy kar rahi thi aur uske moh se jo awaz nikalti thi(huuuuuuuh huuuuuh haaaaaaah aahaaaaa..ee aaaaaa) usse mera josh aur bad jata tha.wo dobara jahd gayi thi

phir usne mera lund choot se nikal kar suck kiya aur baad main usne mera lund apni gand pe rakh diya aur kaha ki mujhe yaha bhi maza do aur phir kya tha maine uske gand kholi aur apna lund uski gand main enter kar diya….gand main lund enter hote hi usse bahut pain hua wo usse saha nahi gaya phir usne mera lund se nikal diya aur sidhi hoke let gayi aur mujhe apne pe lita liya aur maine apni body uski body pe rub karna start kar diya

itne main usne phir mere lund ko sehlana start kar diya aur apni choot main dalne ko kaha aur main uski choot main daal diya,phir dobara se maine usse jhatke dena start kiya aur uske boobs aur lips ko suck karne laga,jitni zor se jhatke deta tha wo utni hi mujse chipakti thi aur jhatke dete dete main bhi jad gaya aur wo bhi jhad gai,phir usne mujhe THANK YOU bola aur kaha ki shadi ke 5 saal baad main aurat bani hoon

phir main uske ghar daily aata jata tha aur pehli baar se bhi zayada maza aata tha aur ek din mujhe pata chala ke wo ladki pregnant ho gayi to main usse congrat dene uske ghar gaya to pata chala ke wo ghar rent pe liya tha aur wo dono husband & wife sirf raat ko waha aate the aur mere jane ke baad waha se chale jate the.mujhe to yeh bhi nahi pata ke wo kaha hai ab….

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It was our 3rd night together. Sarah and I had been fucking and every night and doing our training course by day. We had even agreed that sometime soon Malika and I would visit her in Portland.

Sarah had confided that she had never had thoughts about another woman, till she had chated to Malika and wanted to experiment lesbian sex in a mixed group.

I was also getting tempted by that delicious room service girl Sujata, she had arrived on our 1st night and seen me naked. The second night she was careful not to barge in, and this time there was not incidence, though both Sarah and I had noticed that her eyes kept returning to my crotch.. Tonight I planned to lay her.

It was about 11pm when Malika called room service and ordered our meal, as usuall Sujata came to the door and knocked. I opened it and she asked if it was ok to come in. Sure I said, Sarah is in the shower, so as long as you don’t go in there you will be fine. I smiled to put her at ease.

Shall I lay the table sir she asked?

No can you wait a few moments, I don’t want to food to go cold. Here sit down and have a drink I offered her.

We aren’t supposed to drink on duty sir she replied, though she sat down on the chair.

I thought that was only in the police I said. So how long left till your shift I asked her.

Oh, we finish at 11:30, but then stay here for service in the morning from 8.

Wow.

Yea, but we get a week off after every 10 days.

Oh that’s not so bad then.

Just then Sarah walked in with a towel wrapped around her, it wasn’t quite large enough and barely covered her pussy. She was drying her hair with another altogether larger towel.

Oh hi sweetie said Sarah to Sujata sitting on the bed, her pussy now fully exposed to the young girl. Have you bought us some thing nice to eat? I’m starving after what he has put me through. I swear it will take me a week to recover.

Hey, we have another 2 days here remember. You’re not quitting already are you?

I think you need to find another woman she replied. I’m sure there are plenty of women here who would love a taste of your cock she smiled. Sorry sweetie she said to Sujata, I didn’t mean to embarrass you.

Emm that’s OK Maam, its your room said Sujata turning red.

I kept hold of the edge of Sarah’s towel as she stood up and disrobed her with ease. This was the second time in 3 days that Sujata had been faced with a naked person in our room. But she seemed unfazed. Sarah pretended to be mad at me, as I apologized and said it was an accident. I noticed that Sujata was busy examining Sarah’s exquisite body; with none of the trepidation she showed when she had seen me.

You have beautiful breasts maam said Sujata, they are so big and round.

Do you like them honey said Sarah walking over to her naked. Yes Maam, I wish mine were that big, instead I have tiny pebbles. Sarah cupped Sujata’s small A cup breast in her hand, Oh there is plenty there my dear, big is not always beautiful, what do you say Shahid.

Hey, big is good, small is beautiful, round or long, if they swing or not. Breasts are good I laughed.

Could I feel yours maam asked Sujata.

Sure honey, she placed Sujata’s hand on her breast and let her squeeze them gently. Under this touch, her nipples grew automatically and Sarah let out a small whimper, she moved closer to Sujata and their lips met, slowly at first, then a deeper more passionate kiss. It didn’t take long for the white blouse to be discarded, the thin slip followed and Sujata’s tiny 32A breasts were free. Milky coffee tits, small aoerala and pea sized nipples, oh what a beautiful sight. I wanted to join in, but at the same time I was enjoying watching these 2 beautiful girls cuddling and making out. Before long Sujata was butt naked and her lovely bald pussy was in Sarah’s mouth. She told us later that she had shaved it for the 1st time that day just for us.

Sujata’s 1st orgasm was a joy to watch. As Sarah licked her soft pussy deeper and deeper, Sujata climaxed in a torrent of pleasure, she let out a whimper at first, which escalated into a loud moan, and then louder gasps as the waves of pleasure took her higher and higher.

By now I had taken off my clothes and was calmly stroking my cock to a hard rod, as it grew, so did my desire and I moved behind Sarah and put it in her pussy doggy style. I pumped her slowly so that she could enjoy the experience, she moved in rhythm with my thrusts, and came to a climax whist sucking on Sujata’s tiny breasts, the nipples were standing errect and Sujata was in another world.

I withdrew and Sarah spun around to rake me in her mouth, sucking her juices off my cock she begged for me to cum on her face.

I had to oblige and soon Sarah was plastered in white goo, she managed to get most of it in her mouth and savoured it with relish. Sujata’s big tear shaped eyes were transfixed on my semi hard cock and hesitantly she reached out to hold it. It’s so smooth and soft, but hard underneath she commented stroking it. Gaining confidence she took hold of it and started to massage it in her small fist. She came closer and examined it with awe, it was the fisrt adult cock she had seen and she took care to examine it carefully.

Can I suck it Sir? She asked. Oh how sexy that was to be called Sir by a young girl asking to suck her master?

Yes you may I told her.

Will I get pregnant?.

No, for that I need to put it inside your pussy. Would you like me to fuck you?

Yes, but I don’t want to get pregnant Sir.

Then I will use a condom I told her, putting my dick into her mouth.

It was small, she could hardly contain my girth and her lips stretched to take me in. Slowly she sucked and licked my shaft and Sarah showed her how to stimulate my balls. I decided that Sugata should take a load in her mouth and asked her if this was OK. she nodded and I shot the last of my spunk on her tongue, most of it dripped out onto her chin and Sarah immediately started to like her face clean and kissed Sujata deeply.

I got a lubricated condom and Sarah showed Sujata how to put it on my cock. Are you ready for this?

Yes sir. We lay her down and explained that the first time would hurt and that I would be gentle.

Sarah and I played with Suhjata’s tight pink hole for a while, lubricating it with her own juices and opening her love tunnel to make my entry smooth and easy, then getting between her legs, I slowly pushed in past the lips into her cave of pleasure. She screamed as I pressed into her hymen and practically cried for mercy as I tore her shield, then the pain subsided and she started to move her hips. Thrust thrust, thrust, I went in till she could take no more of my length. As she orgasamed under my attention she loudly cried Ahhhh Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ohhh Ooofffffffffff, sir please don’t stop. Slowly I withdrew and removed my blood stained condom.

After a joint shower we ate the cold food and sujata dressed to return the trolley to the kitchen and to sign off. 20 mins later she was back in our room and we spent the best part of the night with the 3 of us wrapped together in the bed