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This is a real story, and I have changed the names for privacy concerns.

I am Sarvesh, a 27-year-old, 6 ft 1 in guy with an average build working in IT in Chennai. This is a story about hooking up with my coworker.

There’s Shreya, a fair-looking 25-year-old woman from Gujarat who works as a junior in my department. She had long black hair and was fit, as she went to the gym regularly, which kept her well. She was pear-shaped, so you can imagine how thick she is.

She was the center of attention in our bay, as all the men were trying to build a conversation with her. She wore tight outfits that complemented her fit, curvy body. She was curvy, not fat, and just perfect.

Her bust was medium-sized, and she sometimes wore tight shirts to make it look very good. There were times she had seen me helping other juniors and educating them, standing up for them whenever I could. She was heavily impressed by it.

One fine day, we were working late, and she came over to my desk with a cup of coffee.

Shreya: “Burning the midnight oil, Sarvesh?” she asked, sipping from her coffee mug as she looked at me.

Sarvesh: “Hey! Yeah, just finishing up some work stuff. And how have you been?”

Shreya: She nodded as she sipped her coffee, then placed the mug on the desk and sat near me on the bean bag. “I wish you were my senior. You always tend to help your juniors, and I’m jealous seeing them be comfortable and have fun with you.”

I laughed as I finished up my work. We both slowly started to bond over our common interests: our love for hard rock, watching Stranger Things and Supernatural, and so on. But as we talked, we noticed it had started to rain outside.

Shreya: “Oh no! No way I’m walking to the metro in that rain. This is bad,” she said, shrugging in disappointment as she looked outside while I was packing.

Sarvesh: “Hey! My place is at a walkable distance. We could try to outrun the rain to my house, and you can hang out at my place until it stops,” I told her, hoping she’d agree while trying to look carefree.

Shreya: “Fine by me! Thanks a ton. No idea what I’ll do until the rain ends here!” she smiled as she got up to grab her already packed bag and walked toward me.

We then walked down to see the rain and frantically started to run, covering our bags. I was running while holding her hand, and we were soon drenched. I was soaked, and so was she, but I could see her tight shirt and pants now soaked.

I had a better view of her goddess-like body and her lovely bust. I could see the outline of her underwear, and instinctively, I came closer, hovering my hand over her shoulder to cover her as we headed to my home on the late-night roads.

Once we reached there, I ran to grab a towel and handed her my gym trousers and a Dragon Ball T-shirt. She thanked me, looking a bit shy and nervous in her wet clothes. I was careful not to stare at her body and to maintain eye contact.

She went into my room to change, and I heard my hair dryer running as she dried her hair. I slowly started to unbutton my shirt and threw it into the laundry basket. Suddenly, she came out of my room, beautiful in my shorts and T-shirt, and walked toward me.

I was half-naked, my chest moving up and down as I took deep breaths. She hesitated but then slowly started to rub the towel on my body, drying me off. I just stood there, looking down at her.

She was wearing my tight shirt, and I could see her nipples getting hard against the cotton. Her curves were irresistible, and her hot breath was against my chest skin as she looked up at me with wet hair, her fingertips running along my naked skin.

I knew this was my chance. I slowly placed my hands on her lower back, feeling her body for the first time. She came closer, looking up at my eyes and down at my lips. The tension was so hot, and I just slowly went in for a gentle yet deep kiss as I soothingly rubbed her back.

We continued to kiss as she slowly started to suck on my tongue and taste it. I was busy tasting her lips while running my hands along her back as she slowly started to rub her body against mine. There was so much heat as I felt her boobs rub against my chest.

Slowly, I slid my hand into her top, and she gently moaned as I felt her warm skin with my fingers. I lifted her top and slid the shirt away. She didn’t resist. She leaned back against the wall, looking away as she started to moan my name faintly.

I slowly pushed her onto the spacious couch and pulled her closer as I started to lick and suck on her nape. She started to whimper and struggle, taking deep breaths as she felt my lips on her skin.

I slowly went down to her chest, gently biting on her tits. I started to massage them, grabbing and squeezing them gently as I looked up at her moaning and struggling under my hands.

Shreya: “Aahhh… Mm… Sarvesh… please, I’m too sensitive. Please make me behave like a good girl.”

Sarvesh: “Oh? I think you need to be disciplined. You need to earn the right to be called a ‘good girl.’ Got it?”

Shreya: “Yes, daddy… please use me,” she said, slowly spreading her legs, her shorts still on, as she started to play with her tits while looking up at me.

Sarvesh: “Oh fuck, that’s so hot. Why don’t you get on your fucking knees and show me how bad you want to serve and suck on my fat cock?” I slowly walked back to the center of the room, looking at her as I stood there with a hard boner in my pants, half-naked.

Shreya: “Yes, daddy…”

She slowly got onto her knees as she gently unzipped my pants. She could already see my thick, fat bulge as she slowly pulled them down, along with my shorts. My thick, fat, uncut, dark-skinned 6.7-inch cock sprang out before her face.

She instantly started to whimper and lick my cock right there as I gently patted and rubbed her head. She was licking it like candy, looking up at me as I spit on my cock right in front of her.

Sarvesh: “Oh yes… look at you being a good, obedient girl. Is this what you wanted to do with your senior? Is this how you wanted to ‘work under me’?”

Shreya: She nodded, getting shy as I slowly started to hold her head and push my fat cock into her cock-hungry mouth. She was a bit surprised but surprisingly took it all in and started sucking on it. I held her hair as I watched her suck on my length.

Sarvesh: “That’s right. Look at you being a good girl. Keep sucking on it, and maybe I’ll treat you good.” I felt euphoria as the most beautiful girl in the office sucked on my fat cock like a good bitch.

I pulled my fat cock out of her mouth; it was soaked in her saliva, dripping down my shaft as she gasped for air, her breasts exposed. I slowly pulled her up and made her lean back against the couch as I pulled away her shorts, getting her completely naked.

Sarvesh: “Wow, look at you. You’re so hot… I’m going to taste every inch of your body and claim it all for myself. You hear me?” I said, looking into her eyes as I slowly pushed my pointing and middle fingers of my right hand into her needy cunt and my left hand massaged her boobs.

Shreya: “Oh God… yes, sir… yes, please… please do it,” she moaned, leaning back and spreading her legs, giving me more access to her wet pussy.

I continued to finger fuck her pussy hard, watching her lose control to me, letting me use her pussy however I wanted. She was arching her head back, moaning hard, and begging me to please her.

Shreya: “Please, sir… please do something to me. I feel so desperate for your touch and attention. I beg you,” she moaned, confessing all this to me while looking at my naked body with my thick, hard cock, begging me to fuck her.

Sarvesh: “This is what you want, right?” I pointed at my cock and then swiftly pinned her legs in a mating press style and shoved my cock into her pussy without any protection.

It felt tight and warm as she started to moan, and I was moaning a bit, too. “Oh fuck, you’re so tight and warm.”

Shreya was feeling pure bliss as she threw her head back, arching it as she moaned hard. I slowly started to move my thick, fat cock in and out of her pussy while my hands were on her breasts, squeezing them and playing with her hard nipples.

Shreya: “Oh yes, please… oh God, yes… just keep fucking me good like this, Sarvesh. You’re making me feel so good.”

I started to increase my pace as Shreya moaned harder each time I went deeper into her needy pussy. I spread her legs around my waist and started to fuck her.

Shreya: “Mmmm… that’s it… I love how deep you go in me. This is so good, sir. I’ve always wanted to get fucked by you at the office like this,” she said, slowly wrapping her legs around my waist, helping me go deeper into her while I held her hands above her head.

Sarvesh: “Oh yeah, baby?… I’d fuck you at the office like this, right in front of everyone, so they know you’re my property and mine to use,” I said, slapping her ass hard as I kept fucking her at a decent pace, hitting deep every time, stretching her out.

Shreya: “Fuckk… Yess… claim me in front of everyone… let everyone watch and know that I’m yours to use…” she moaned deeply, the sound of the rain muffling our moans and squirms as she started begging me to fill her womb up with my hot cum.

Sarvesh: “Ohhh fuck, I’m cumming.. aahhhh…” I let out sharp moans, grunting as I felt my thick, white load shoot into her pussy, filling her up. Slowly, I got down close to her face as she lay under me and kissed her.

Shreya’s legs were shaking a bit as I pulled my cock out of her cum-filled cunt. My cum started to drip and pour down from her pussy as I had just filled her, and she was still moaning from the aftershock.

We just lay there on the couch. I loved aftercare, so I made sure to wipe her clean with the towel and gently wrapped my arms around her, lying beside her as I gently stroked her hair until she went to sleep.

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Hi friends, here I am with a new story where 2 girls get the BBC fuck at a hotel attached to a pub. In this, Ms Ritu (name changed), aged 31, single, with an MBA from a reputed university, is a manager at a bank. Ms Shruthi (name changed), aged 30, also with an MBA, works in an MNC as an HR professional.

Both are close friends and stay away from home for their careers. Both have pressure to get married. But they are enjoying their life with high-paying jobs. Weekend parties and pub, and a trip. Both are very open-minded and spread their legs to enjoy their life.

This weekend is going to be special for both. Ritu and Shruthi, wearing miniskirt bodycon, visited a pub in the city that has a lodge attached to it. The pub is also famous for drug doses and fucking by giving doses to girls, which never gets reported.

It’s a medium-class club with all amenities. Many even go to spread their legs. It’s especially because of the hot studs, even foreign men also visit that pub.
Shruthi and Ritu are watching the dance, DJ music, drinks at counters and take one beer, moving to the music.

The pub had an electrifying environment with dim light. It’s almost 30 minutes they are in, and one person notices them, i.e., John. John is a pedlar who is an African and a BBC who loves always new, beautiful pussies. 6 Feet tall, black guy.

As John sees these two, the beauties with protruding shapely ass, he approaches them.
John- Hi, beautiful ladies. I am John.
Ritu and Shruthi see him, bald, black, heavy, heavy-muscled body.
Ritu- Yes (both look at him), hi, I am Ritu
Shruthi- I am Shruthi, hi.
John- Do you wish to have some stuff? (smile)
Shruthi- Sorry? (looks at Ritu)
Ritu- If you have quality low-dose tablets, we would like to take.
John- (smile) Ladies, tablets nowadays are taken by the old generation, I have much better for you (smile and opens his small pouch and shows liquid vials)
Shruthi- My god, we are not addicts.

DJ music is on, dance is going on, these 3 are in conversation.
John- Ma’am, this is the safest one nowadays? It won’t even come in the blood report, nor will there be any side effects. It is the safest and very late fuse, ma’am, you will definitely enjoy tonight. (smile seeing the ass of the beauties)

Shruthi- Look, John, we are not addicts to take such stuff.
Ritu- Yes, John, but what is the cost?
John- Ma’am, I do understand. Trust me, you will not have any addiction. This stuff is imported. It costs 20k for a 2ml dose, trust me, but beauties like you, I will give you at 15k each. No side effects, no issues at all. You must try these.

We look at each other.
Ritu- 15k? What are you saying? See, John, I am saying it again, we are not addicts.
John- I know, ma’am, but nothing to worry, all take now a days such stuff only, trust me, and I have got a place too, you two need not worry at all. If you are ok, make the payment, you will forget all your stress this week, and you will remember it for the rest of your life. (Smile seeing the ass)

We look at each other and want to try it once.
Shruthi- Alright, John, but we don’t want any problem.

Take out the purse and give him the cash.

John- (smile) Thank you, ma’am. Please come with me.

John takes them out of the pub and takes the stairs of the hotel to go to the room. It’s a double bed, a clean room with a TV, a sofa set, and an attached bathroom with windows covered by curtains.

John- come in, girls (smile)

As Ritu and Shruthi entered, the door closed. All come and sit on the sofa. John was in a separate seat, and the girls were on a single sofa.

John- Ma’am, are you comfortable here? I use this room for my clients(smile)

John takes out the 2 liquid vials, which have yellow liquid and takes out the 2 new syringes and places them on the teapoy in front. Ritu and Shruthi see it feel a bit nervous since it’s their first time, and look at each other.

John- Ma’am, you will see the heaven of your life.

He opens the first syringe and attaches the needle, picks up one vial and opens it, and starts loading the syringe.

Shruthi- John, I am feeling scared (seeing the syringe)
Ritu- John, does this hurt? (fear and nervousness in the face)
John- (smile) Ma’am, nothing to worry, just one ant bite, and you will never forget the night of your life.

The syringe is ready, and put the needle cap back on and keep it on the table to load the next syringe.

Shruthi- John, seriously, I feel this injection will hurt (fear in face)

John opens the next syringe and attaches the needle, opens the next vial, and starts loading it with a smile. Ritu and Shruthi see it with a bit of fear but won’t say anything.
Ritu- John, seriously, it will hurt. When I went to the doctor last time, I was not able to move my hand.

John- Hahaha, ma’am, what do you think this will be given in hand?
Shruthi- What do you mean, John?
John- Ma’am, these doses are to charge your booty.

Shruthi and Ritu look at each other with a cunning, shy smile.
Ritu- John! (smile), you mean! (smile)
John- Yes, Ms Ritu, these injections will go into your beautiful protruding asses.

Shruthi- John (cunning smile), I am feeling shy.

John- come on, girls, stand up now, get your booties ready.

Ritu and Shruthi feel shame, but both stand up and turn. John comes close and makes them bend forward a bit, and both hold the sofa at the edge, see each other and smile. John rubs the ass over the skirt, “You two have a really nice booty.”

Both feel a bit shy and give a cunning smile. John starts to pull up the skirt, wraps the skirt above the waist and sees a nice protruding ass with semi semi-thong, which is an imported one and gives 2 spanks to the ass. John smiles and pulls the thong to his knees and sees the pussy slit and smiles.

John- You two really have a good pussies’ girls.

Saying this picks one syringe standing near Ritu. Both feel fear and shyness but are ready to try this new feel.

Ritu- John, please be gentle.

John smiles and jabs the right ass of Ritu, “auchhhh”, John keeps pressing the plunger and liquid moves inside Ritu, and he smiles. After finishing, he removes the needle and rubs for 2 seconds and smiles.

Ritu- John, it hurts really, hmmm.
John- Come on, Ritu, it’s ok, it’s a small pain, that’s it.

Picks up the next and comes back to Shruthi. John jabs in the left side ass and presses the plunger, and Ritu sees the liquid moving inside Shruthi, and she smiles, rubbing the spot.

John keeps the emptied syringe on the teapot. The girls pull their thongs up and skirts down and sit on the sofa. John smiles as they feel pain while sitting.

John- (smile) So you girls will have drinks?

Shruthi- Yeah, John, better.

John smiled and picked up the intercom to reception and ordered whisky and cigarettes. John started to ask about the personal life, the family, and the marriage of Ritu and Shruthi. The dose is too slow, affecting, and by that time, the room bell rings.

John asked Shruthi to open the door, and a waiter holding a tray with whisky, glasses and cigarette packs in it. For him, it is common at nighttime to see such things. As he walks in and arranges on the teapoy, he sees the emptied vials and used syringes.

He understands that both ladies got injections in their asses and smile from the inside. He understands John is going to make these his whores for tonight. He arranged and left. John fills the glasses and offers cigarettes. All 3 started with sip and smoke and with other world pleasures.

John- You know, Shruthi, no girls inside this room waited so long to be nude. Whoever had come inside all got nude, you know.

Shruthi- John, (it’s slow dose won’t get high fast but can feel the effect with alcohol and cigarettes), you mean you will fuck us?

Ritu too, sipping and cigarettes.
John- Oh, Shruthi, I never miss pussies like you. I had countless pussies in this, and I will fuck you both as whores tonight.

Ritu- (taking puff) John, seriously, I want to get fucked tonight, I am ready to be a whore (dose starts to affect slowly)

Shruthi- Yeah, John, we badly needly a hard fuck like whores. (taking puff)
John-(smile) I know, ladies, take off your clothes.
Shruthi and Ritu get up; both are still able to stand and take off their one-piece miniskirt. John sees them in a bra and semi-thong and smiles. Both are wearing imported innerwear.
John- take off your bra panties too, you pussies(smile)

Both take off the bra and remove the thong and stand nude. John keeps his glass and the cigarettes and comes and holds their waist and spanks their asses a bit hard. Both felt the injection spot, but it hurt.
John- let us go to bed, you both will remember who fucked your pussy and made loose to your life.

John took them to the same bed in which he had made so many girls to be his horses to ride and fucked the hell out of them. Put them both in doggy position at the edge of the bed and stand at the back. John slaps the ass of Ritu first and gives a hard push to her pussy deep inside.

Ritu screams in pain and pleasure, and the Injection has started to affect her. It is making her fly high with the massive BBC inside her pussy. John fucks her too hard, where she screams, and Shruthi waits for her turn. Suddenly, John changes his BBC to Shruthi’s pussy and gives her a tight, hard push.

She feels almost exhausted. John takes his turn with Ritu and fucks her again. Ritu is on high, won’t even have an idea how massive the dick is drilling her. Shruthi also gets the dick in rotation. John cums inside both pussies, and he leaves. Ritu and Shruthi go to sleep in the bed.

Both get up in the early morning from the booze and injection power, nude in bed. Both feel ashamed of getting fucked by a foreigner, BBC. Both go fresh up one by one with swollen pussy and seeds filled by the BBC inside their wombs. Both get dressed up and come out.

They see the same waiter at the hotel reception, who is smiling at them. Both feel ashamed and walk out.

So, guys, waiting for your feedback. You can send your feedback to me at [email protected]. If any girl/lady wants to have a secret ONS or discreet relation, contact me with no strings attached. Secrecy expected and assured.

To all the female ISS readers, if you like my story, you can chat or even discuss your fantasies with me. I can feature them in my stories if you want. Reach out to me at [email protected].

Hi Friends, I am Gautam, and this is an incident that recently happened with me during my friend’s wedding ceremony. I am 5’10 in height with an average athletic build. I have broad shoulders and muscular forearms.

This happened in Pune during my friend’s wedding. He had shifted to Australia 5 years back, and his soon-to-be wife was also based in Australia. I was going to see him after many years. Since his wife was born in Pune, the wedding was held here.

I reached the venue a little early with my wife. My friend’s mom introduced us to the bride’s relatives. As I met everyone, I came across the bride’s aunt. She was slim and looked amazing. She wore a sleeveless blouse with a deep back. She was very fair and had an angel tattoo on her back.

She had her hair folded into a small bun with a gajra neatly tucked. She wore jewellery that accented her attire, and she was looking very sophisticated. She had Kajal in her eyes and a traditional nose ring. Her pink and yellow saree was draped in a way that exposed her naval. She even wore a belly button ring.

Her name was Radhika. I shook her hands, and she smiled at me. I inadvertently held her hands for longer than usual as I was lost in her eyes. I quickly regained my sense as she smiled a little. She must have understood that her looks made me bonkers, even in front of my wife.

Thankfully, my wife did not notice as she was greeting others. We made ourselves busy with the wedding chores, but I had my eyes fixated on Radhika. Now and then, my eyes would search for her and catch her glimpse. I got to know that she was in her late 40s.

It blew my mind as she looked as if she were in her 30s. She had 2 kids who were abroad in college, and her husband was a businessman. Her demeanour was that of a typical high society Marathi wife, dripping with elegance.

Once, I caught her adjusting her hair, and her shaven underarms were exposed. I almost drooled seeing how fair she was and looked so sexy. I kept myself busy helping with the wedding chores, and while I tried sneaking a peek at her, she caught me staring a couple of times.

I quickly looked away or pretended to do something. After a while, I told my wife that I was going for a smoke and went to the terrace. The terrace was two-floored; below, there was an open space that was converted into a wedding area, and the boundary above was accessible by stairs.

It looked directly at the wedding stage. Since the wedding was at night, I thought no one would see me smoking and climbed up to have a drag.

I was having my alone time smoking while looking at the night stars. Suddenly, I heard someone approaching. I was about to throw my cigarette down when I saw that it was Radhika. I was a bit surprised but kept my composure,

Radhika: It’s ok, I did not mean to alarm you.

Me: No worries. I did not expect you here. How can I help you, aunty?

Radhika: Am I looking that old?

Me: Not at all. Anyone would mistake you for the bride’s sister. (I said with a cheeky smile)

She had a grin hearing the compliment.

Radhika: Is that so? Then call me Radhika. Do you mind sharing your cigarette?

Me: Let me give you a new one.

Radhika: What’s wrong with the one you are smoking? I’ll have this one.

I was surprised, not by her asking for a smoke but by her demand for the one that is already in my mouth. I took a drag and handed it to her. She took it in her pretty fingers and took a drag herself. I was lost again as she looked so sexy.

Radhika: Do you usually zone out with people, or am I getting special treatment? (She said jokingly)

Me: I am sorry, I couldn’t help myself from admiring your beauty. You look splendid.

As she blushed a little, I took the cigarette from her and saw her lipstick mark on the filter. I took another drag, and it felt like I was having a flavoured hookah. The strawberry smell from her lipstick was intoxicating.

We chatted for a while, and I got to know that she is settled in New Zealand with her husband. She is here for the wedding and will leave tomorrow. We exchanged numbers, and she asked me about my wife, our love story and kids, etc. Suddenly, her phone rang, and it was her husband looking for her.

She thanked me for keeping her company and left in a hurry. Once she left, I was left with unholy thoughts of making out with her. I wished to have her then and there, but life doesn’t work that way. Soon, I came down to the stage as well.

Slowly, it got late, and most of the guests left, with only family members and relatives staying back for the rituals. My wife was also tired, so I drove her home and left her to return to the wedding venue. While driving back, I got a message on my phone.

It was Radhika asking where I was. I had a feeling that there was some chemistry between us, and maybe stars could align for us to fuck. I reached the venue, and it was almost 11:45 PM. I scanned the hall for her and saw her sitting with the bride’s other relatives and her husband.

I went to my friend so that she would see that I am back. I spoke with him and soon drifted away to a distance. I saw her checking for me in the hall with her eyes. I went back to the terrace and mustered the courage to message her.

Me: Up for a smoke?

After 5 minutes, I got a thumbs-up as a reply. I waited for her and, in another 10 minutes, saw her approaching the terrace. She tiptoed like we were secret lovers meeting under the eyes of society. I handed the cigarette to her, and she came close to me to light it.

Her perfume was so sensual. It had sweet and lavender notes. She enquired about where I went, and I told her that I went to drop my wife off at home.

Radhika: You left her at home, came back? You could have stayed back as well. Were you missing me?

She said with a flirtatious smile.

Me: Yeah, in fact, I was hoping to bump into you again. You owe me a couple of cigarettes. (I said with a wink)

We laughed and flirted a little. I complimented her tattoo.

Me: Your tattoo looks great, the detailing is amazing. Did it hurt?

Radhika: Not that much. If you want, you can have a closer look.

She said with another cheeky smile.

I thought this was the moment, and as she was smoking and looking down at the hall, I sensually ran my fingers across the outline of her tattoo. She did not see it coming, and the touch sent a shiver down her spine. She turned to look at me, and we stared for a couple of minutes.

I could see lust in her eyes, or maybe her eyes showed my own lust, but something took over me, and I leaned in to kiss her. She kept still and pretended to resist a little, but soon she melted in my arms. I continued to suck her tongue and kiss her. She must have had Paan as I could taste it.

I pinned her arms behind her back and kissed her passionately. Soon she was reciprocating. I released her arms, and I started caressing her body. I lifted her arms in the air and took a sniff of her underarms. I was greeted with a mixture of her sweat and perfume, which fuelled my lust even further.

Radhika: Oh, Gautam, you’re a dirty man. Keep doing it, lick my underarms.

I hardly waited for an invitation; I was slurping up her sweat and nibbling playfully on her juicy underarms. She ran her fingers through my hair as we kissed in between like lovers. I slid my hand inside her saree and grabbed her pussy over her panties. I was about to finger her when her phone rang again.

It was the bride’s mother. They were looking for her, and she had to leave for the rituals. I was left high and dry, and I held on to her as she tried to leave and gave her a hickie on her back. She covered it with her hair. She saw the disappointment in my eyes as she was leaving.

Radhika: Here’s something to keep you high till I’m back. Keep your phone near and look out for me.

Saying this, she slid her golden lace panties from under her saree and threw them on my face. She left giggling, and I was left with her aroma lingering on my senses.

I looked at her from above as she joined her family. I sniffed her panties and rubbed my dick. I was imagining it to be her pussy and licked it like a hungry dog. I masturbated and released my cum. But I needed more. I was determined to have her that night. I came down to the hall and sat at a distance.

I started to flash her with her panties, folded, of course, which looked like a handkerchief. She gave me tense looks as she was scared someone might catch us. But we were like teenage lovers tonight. Soon the rituals ended, and it was time for everyone to leave.

The bride and groom’s families were living in the same venue. So slowly, everyone left, and the tent workers were unpacking things. I was about to leave, thinking that the night was done, but I got a message.

Radhika: Meet me near the terrace washroom.

My heart raced fast, and I snuck my way into the washroom area. The washroom was at the far end of the terrace, so no one came there since another washroom was much closer to the stage. The washroom had a common entrance for male and female urinals.

I reached there and saw Radhika waiting. She was also nervous, but we hugged like crazy seeing each other. I opened a bathroom stall door and dragged her inside. Luckily, as no one used this washroom that much, it was clean. I wasted no time and started kissing her back and neck.

Radhika: Yes, Jaan, kiss me all over. I saw your lust for me tonight. Fulfil me jaan.

I was already turned on, but her voice was compelling me to unleash my animalistic instincts. I kneeled behind her and lifted her saree to expose her naked ass. I ran my fingers through her hairy bushes and played with her pussy lips.

She was trembling with each sensation. I smacked her ass and asked her to say my name as I licked her asshole.

Radhika: Oh, Gautam, yeeeesss. Keep licking my dirty asshole, baby. This is the best Rim job ever, jaan.

I turned her around, and it was time to flick her clit with my tongue. I kept fucking her as she ran her fingers through my hair and pushed my mouth between her thighs. As I increased my pace, she soon came inside my mouth, and I drank her love juices hungrily.

She kissed me and tasted her own cum. I opened her saree and made her strip. She seductively removed all her clothes, but I insisted that she keep her jewellery and wear her sandals. She was looking like a bombshell. I sat on the western commode.

She kneeled in front of me and took my 7 inch dick in her mouth. She was a pro At her age, this wasn’t her first rodeo. She licked my entire length and, in between, sucked my testicles, which sent me to heaven. I was about to cum under her expert motions.

But I pulled back my dick and pushed it between her boobs. She had medium-sized breasts but had pink nipples. I fucked her boobs, and her expressions were killing me.

Radhika: Jaan put it inside me. I can’t wait any longer. Fuck your bitch. I am all yours to ravage.

I wanted to tease her more, so I made her sit on the commode and started fingering her with one hand and crushing her boobs with the other hand. She was on the verge of orgasm, but she asked to stop as she had to pee. I gave a wicked smile and increased my pace, and she kept begging me to stop.

I pushed my dick in her mouth and fingered her harder. She could no longer control herself and started to squirt uncontrollably. She was covered in sweat, and I was partially with her piss. I then made her stand and face the basin mirror and entered her vagina from behind.

I started with slow strokes, and once my entire dick was inside her wet pussy, I soon gained momentum. I held her hair and fucked from behind while maintaining eye contact via the mirror.

Me: Do you like it, Radhika? Tell me who’s my cheap bitch?

Radhika: I am jaan, fuck me like one. I need it badly. I am your cheap slutty love.

I kept pounding her for 15 mins and then made her sit on my lap and made her bounce on my dick. She was all sweaty, and I licked her back while fucking her. I lifted her legs and kept hitting her spot. She was about to cum, and I increased my pace.

I turned her around to face me, and we were fucking while kissing each other. Her hands were wrapped around my shoulders. I picked her up and fucked her for 10 minutes mid-air. The bathroom was full of our love stench and the sound of my balls slapping her ass cheeks.

Soon, we came together, and she hugged me tightly. My dick came out of her pussy, and our combined love juices trickled down like a fountain. We took pictures of us with her sweaty body, only in her Jewellery and sandals, and me sucking her breasts completely naked.

We tidied ourselves and sneaked out. I shared the pics with her on WhatsApp, and she gave me her panties as a souvenir for the night.

I reached home and slept like a baby. She left the country the next day and sent me a kiss emoji when she landed in New Zealand. We are still in touch and chat sometimes.

Hello all readers, this is Rushab from Mumbai. This story is about a married MILF with whom I had a great sexual encounter. It’s a bit of a long story and my first one.

This story takes place in 2018, before my marriage. I met a beautiful, typical, married Marwari lady. She was around 32 years old, 5.2 feet tall, with a slim figure of 34-30-32, and she always wore a saree. Her name was Priyanka.

I first saw her during Diwali when she was sitting on the stairs, taking care of her two kids who were bursting crackers. That day, we just exchanged smiles, and this continued for a few more days.

Finally, after several days, I asked for her number, and we started chatting on WhatsApp. Days passed with regular, normal chats. Sometimes, I would send her double-meaning jokes and pictures, to which she never got offended.

One fine day, she asked me to accompany her to a Cyber Cafe because her Facebook ID had been hacked, and she needed my help as I was good with computers. We sat close to each other, and my thighs brushed against hers.

I purposely touched her sometimes, and she didn’t react. While using the keyboard, I also touched her boobs slightly from the side, and she didn’t react, which gave me the confidence to go further. Later that night, she texted me:

Pri: Hi.

Me: Hi. What’s up?

Pri: Thank you for coming with me and helping me.

Me: Welcome.

Pri: Would you like to come with me for a morning walk? (She purposely asked me this because she saw me going daily to the garden and wanted to spend time with me, which I came to know later)

Me: Sure, I would love to. I also go daily for a walk in the nearby garden.

Pri: Done, then… We’ll meet at 6:30 at the garden.

The next morning, we met in the garden, and I was awestruck looking at her in yoga pants and a t-shirt, which showed her curves perfectly. I could see her bra and panty lines, along with a camel toe, clearly as the clothes were tight and skinny fit.

I asked her, “Good morning… and how are you wearing these clothes as it is not allowed at your place?”

She replied, “My in-laws have gone to the village, and my husband doesn’t mind me wearing these clothes.”

We started walking and talked along the way. The sweat on her neck and cheek made her look even sexier. She noticed me looking at her but didn’t mind. And she invited me to her place in the evening for tea and a chat.

I went to her place in the evening and took some chocolates, which she liked. I rang the doorbell, and she opened the door. For the first time, I saw her in shorts and a t-shirt.

She had tied her hair in a ponytail and had applied a sweet, mild fragrance perfume, which complemented her look, along with light red lipstick.

Pri: Hi. Welcome.

Me: Thanks. By the way, you are looking beautiful and hot in these clothes.

Pri: Thanks, and she blushed and went to close the door.

We both sat on the sofa and started talking. I asked her what time her kids would be back. She replied that they would be coming the next day, along with her husband, as they had gone to their cousin’s place for a night over.

On asking why she didn’t go, she replied she doesn’t like going to their place as she didn’t share a good relationship with the cousin. I knew she had planned all this, and it was she who wanted to fuck, not me.

She then got some snacks and cold drinks for us and asked me to start having them while she went to the room and came back. I was confused about why she went to the room, but when she came back, I could see her nipples through her t-shirt, and I realized she had gone to remove her bra.

She came and sat next to me, and I gave her the chocolates I had gotten for her. She thanked me and opened the chocolate, offering me a piece. I took a piece and asked her naughtily if she would like to have it from me. In response, she took the piece and also licked my finger while eating.

As she did this, we stared at each other, and I immediately held her head and started kissing. She started to bite my lips and held me by my hair. I started to play with her nipples, which had become erect and were poking out of her t-shirt.

She asked to move to her bedroom. As we entered her room, I held her from behind and started fondling her boobs over her top and kissed her neck. I moved her hair to the other side and started biting and kissing her neck and earlobes.

She started breathing heavily, and I slowly inserted my hand inside her top and played with her erect nipples while simultaneously kissing and biting her neck. I removed her top and pushed her to the wall and started sucking her small, dark brown areolas, and she started to moan.

I unbuttoned her shorts and put my hand inside her shorts, and she was already wet. As I touched her clean-shaven pussy under her panties, she gave a loud moan. I kept rubbing her pussy, and she was moaning, and the room was filled with her moans.

I then put my finger inside her wet pussy and started moving in and out. She was surprised as, within minutes, I put three fingers in and started to play. She was screaming and moaning loudly.

She then pushed me onto the bed and was breathing heavily. She came towards me and started to kiss me. She undressed me and came over me, kissed my chest and nipples, and was continuously biting my neck.

She was trying to tease me by sitting over my dick and moving up and down. She then kissed my thighs and the area near my dick, but didn’t suck or kiss my dick to tease me. But I then held her and made her suck the dick, to which she was reluctant at first, but eventually started sucking it.

I then pushed her aside on the bed and went down and started kissing her pussy and licking it. She was shocked as her husband never did this to her. She was feeling heavenly and asked me to stop as she was about to come, but I was in no mood, and her moans grew louder.

“Ooh… ooh… aah… Please fuck me… Stop teasing… Please…” The room was filled with her voice.

Then, I slowly inserted my dick in her wet pussy and started stroking gently. With every thrust, I was pushing it deep inside her, and she was enjoying and moaning. In between, I removed my dick and again inserted it deep with a hard thrust, which made her scream in joy.

The room was filled with her moans and the fragrance of her sweat and perfume mix. I kept fucking her for almost 15-20 minutes, in which she came twice.

We had sex three times that day, and later, we planned to go to a resort. How we enjoyed the resort will be continued in the next part.

*****

Any married or single lady can reach me at [email protected].

Hello, all. My name is Pratibha. I am 43 years old and a working woman. I am married and live in Bangalore. I completed my education in Bangalore, and I am from North Karnataka.

I had 5 affairs before my marriage, but those were the worst. It was like a bad dream. I did not get a person who could take my virginity and fulfil my dark desire, though I spent it with 5 bastards. I was unhappy and married earlier than I expected.

I lost my virginity after 3 months of my marriage, and later I became pregnant. Post my delivery, my sex carvings were high, and I was looking for sexual pleasure. I started an affair with my office mate and the neighbourhood. I am involved with 3 men apart from my husband.

I sleep with other men whenever I get the opportunity. After 3 years, I fucked with hubby without protection for a second baby. Again, I became pregnant. Post delivery, my sex carvings reached their peak. I added 20 kgs during my delivery period.

I was not able to enjoy sex because of unwanted fat and weight. I was unhappy with my body as it had become hard to lift my legs during sex. My affair partner was unhappy. I requested them to stop fucking at the start of the sex. My carvings were unstoppable.

I was feeling too tired to sleep with any man during that phase. I joined the gym and aerobics class to lose weight. That took close to 3 years to get me back in shape. I trained hard to get myself into shape. After that, I started an affair with different men to satisfy my lust.

I am addicted to the gym and sex. I found new men for affairs. My affairs count has increased day by day, but all of them have satisfied me. Further, I slept with a foreigner and completed my fantasy of a threesome and gangbang. It was going well, and all of a sudden, COVID put an end to my pussy.

I stopped at the gym and affairs, and my pussy was wet. I was fucking with my hubby every day in quarantine, but still, I felt unsatisfied. During that period, my affairs man’s life was disturbed, and they left Bangalore.

Once things were settled, I started. It became difficult for me to work from the office, so I changed jobs. It forced me to move my residence to a nearby office. My sexual life became dry because my squad members were moved out to different places. They were busy with their personal lives.

I started the gym again and brought back my figure in one year. But I was horny inside and looking for a big dick to satisfy my pussy. I wanted to fuck like a hungry MLIF bitch. But things became complicated for me to find the correct person.

In the office, I reached a very senior position and can’t be slutty with colleagues. Outside, I am not able to find a person who can keep the affair secret and satisfy my lust. In the new company, we got the foreign delegates from the UK.

It was their first visit after the COVID-19 restrictions. A group of 12 people visited the company, but 11 left in a week. One person might be 47 years stayed in Bangalore and he is my onshore boss. He is a busy person and hardly gets time to interact with others.

He manages a lot of stuff, and he asked me to join him for breakfast at his hotel the next day, to discuss the projects and other milestones. He will be away for a job for 3 weeks due to his personal work. It’s one of the discussion items with me to close the project part.

He should give me directions so that I can work with the resources in Bangalore. I dressed in a shirt and pants, but opened the first button of the shirt. We had breakfast in the dining area. He explained the stuff in less than 15 minutes and completed breakfast.

We both need to go back to the office, but his office car was delayed for some reason. The hotel’s Wi-Fi was not good, and he invited me to visit his room so that he could share the emails with me. By that time, the office cab would reach the hotel.

I did not find anything wrong with visiting his room as he behaves like a gentleman. He was discussing the office work in the lift and lobby. As we moved inside the room, he closed the door and spanked my mountain-shaped buttocks. It’s a hard hit on the ass cheeks, which was unexpected for me.

I turned back, and he removed his shoe and trousers. He looks like an old man, but he undresses his shoe and trousers at jet speed, and I saw his big cock. My eyes grew wide, and he easily pushed me onto the king-size bed. He removed my pants along with my underwear.

I was watching him and did not stop him. I was impressed with his energy, and he picked the condom and tore it with his teeth. He put the condom and spat on my pussy. Then he moved me into the doggy position and pushed his head between my ass cheeks.

He did not waste time and started to suck and lick my pussy hole and butt hole. He is strong, and I was wet very soon. Then he easily inserted his long dick inside my pussy and started to thrust and spank my ass. His dick is long, and he was thrusting powerfully.

His cock was going very deep, which I never imagined in my life. I was lost with his energy and thrusting speed. I was making moaning sounds, and he continued the thrust. It was like a high-intense sex, and the stupid driver called him, and he stopped the fuck after 10 minutes.

I was satisfied with 10 minutes of fuck. He cleaned himself and asked me to clean myself. We both left the hotel and reached the office as per the scheduled time, but I loved his quick session. He did not remove my shirt and did not even touch my 36B boobs.

He minds his business and makes me happy in a doggy position. I was satisfied. Then I started to find an affair partner who can fuck in 15 minutes, so that I can save time. My mindset has changed after his fuck. I used to spend more than an hour having sex with another man.

15 minutes of highly intensive sex looks like a good option for me, as I can manage the time. It also satisfies my needs, and I can have fuck without offering my boobs. I tried a few personal trainers. Their appearance looked good like an athlete, but nothing happened with them.

My personal life is not good as my kids are growing and can’t take out the time for sex with affairs. At the office, my day schedule includes back-to-back meetings and explaining the work to the team members. I was not going anywhere with sexual pleasure.

But I maintain consistency in the Gym. I do a gym workout with a sleeveless vest, push-up bra, and shorts early in the morning. I always show my bra straps in the gym. I notice the people around me in the gym without making any noise.

If I find someone good at stamina and strength, then I will take the chance to sleep with him. I went to the swimming pool nearby as my kids wanted to learn to swim. I found a person in the pool, and he visits the gym. I decided to notice him for a month and understand his stamina and strength.

After a few days, I showed interest in him. He must be younger than me and look like a trustworthy person. I started to do a plank in front of him without wearing my bra. I showed my boobs, and his reaction was quiet. He did not show any happiness or sadness, but he saw my boobs.

This was continued for a week, and he did not try to interact with me. I decided to have an interaction with him. I wanted to know if he is interested to fuck me or not. I had a few instances in the past where men were not shown any interest in sex with me, despite my 36B, 30, and 36 sizes.

While he was returning from the pool, I decided to open up about my desires and whether he was up to the challenge. I was looking confident, and he smiled and greeted me Hello.

Me: Hi!
He was staring at my boobs’ gap as I wore a low-neck top without a bra.
Me: Where do you stay?
He: I stay nearby. I stay in PG.
Me: PG?
He: Yes, I recently moved to Bangalore, and I’m staying alone.
Me: Oh! So, are you enjoying life without a wife?
He: Not exactly.
Me: Want to enjoy with me?
He: (Smiled) And why not?
Me: Nice, meet me at the centre tomorrow by 9 am. Come with protection, and one more important thing.
He: You are very open-minded. What is the important thing?
Me: I don’t allow you to fuck for hours. It’s 15 minutes of fuck without touching my boobs. I don’t give any blowjob. After 15 minutes, you have to leave my home, and no extension of time will be given to you.
He: Are you serious?
Me: Yes
He: Ok, but I can’t give any guarantee that I can satisfy you in just 15 minutes. It’s a very aggressive approach.
Me: That’s fine. Let’s meet tomorrow.

I just said yes on the flow, but he is a straightforward guy. Morning, I had a gym, but he did not interact with me. I was thinking of ignoring him because he told me that he can’t give a guarantee of pleasure. But it’s been 2 months, my pussy did not get a new dick.

So, I picked him up and brought him to my place. He hugged me, but I pushed him and removed my dress except my bra. I put an alarm after 15 minutes and moved into the doggy position. He pushed his head between my ass cheeks and started to lick my pussy.

He started it slowly and increased the licking speed. I was losing control and moving my hip round and round and enjoying it. Slowly, moans were coming out from the throat, and he pushed his finger in my pussy hole and started to lick my upper lip in doggy style.

Ah! Aww, his finger was going inside my hole and making me wet. I was turned on, and he was licking my upper lip perfectly. After that, he turned me into the missionary position, and I saw his thick dick, which is tempting for me.
He put the pillow under my butt and spread my legs wider.

He rubbed my pussy with his thick dick, and then slowly he pushed his dick inside my black lips. My cunt was wet, and his dick moved it easily, and then he stared to and from slowly, and then he increased the pace. His thrust speed is increasing, and I placed my hands over my bra.

I was making high moans, and his abdomen was hitting hard against my pussy, and that made a thap thap sound. I was moaning, and my legs were raised in the air. My hands were underneath my bra and pinching my nipples. He was thrusting it hard and soon removed the bra straps over my shoulder.

I pushed my bra from my breast to the waist and started to pinch my brown nipples hard. He then placed his fingers on my nipples and started to pinch them. Oh! It’s in pain, but I love the pain and pleasure. He was not stopping and thrusting it, and at the same time, he was pinching my nipples.

I started to sweat, and my legs became crampy, but still I managed to keep my legs in the air. I was breathing heavily and moaning badly. Oh, now he was biting my nipples one after another and thrusting me hard. I was sweating and moaning like, “Ahh, baby, I am Cumming.”

He held my wrist tightly in missionary position, and he was thrusting it hard.
His chest was crushing my boobs, and I was leaking. Slowly, I put my legs on the bed, and he realised my wrist. We were both kissing our lips like husband and wife, and soon I realised that I had to stop him.

I quickly pushed him and stopped the alarm. He fucked me for 10 minutes with high-intense sex. I adjusted my bra, put my dress back on, and asked him to leave the place. His dick was erect and facing the fan. I can understand he doesn’t want to leave my place.

But he got the pleasure, and I don’t want to have a late login from WFH. He understood that I was not ready for sex, and he left the place without any request. We met in the gym the next day, but he remained calm and did not interact with me.

I loved his maturity, like keeping things private and treating me like a stranger in public. So, whenever I got the opportunity, I called him to my place for a quick ride, and he satisfied my lust. This is much comfortable to me. I did not spend more time on lust.

I managed the household work, personal work, and office work. The best thing is that I never give a blow job with this short time of fuck and satisfy my lust.

I hope you like my story, and thanks to Sushma for submitting my story to the portal. Kindly share the feedback at [email protected].

Shruti was a slim-figured maid with a child. She worked at many houses, sometimes doing double shifts to meet her necessities. Her husband was a drunkard and didn’t really work, so she was the main breadwinner. Washing dishes, laundry, sweeping, and gardening were all of her major jobs.

There were times when she was approached by the filthy old man, making advances towards her. But she refused them as the thought of those pigs even touching her disgusted her. However, there was a young guy who admired her, Aarav.

Aarav was a young guy who sneakily glanced at her whenever she came to work. Due to the presence of his mother, all Aarav could do was ogle at her beauty. The sweat drenched her kurti, making the bra strands visible to her panty lines when she bent for sweeping the floor.

All of these moments aroused Aarav, for which he later relieved himself in the bathroom. Shruti did notice this. But unlike those old bastards, she wasn’t disgusted with Aarav. She viewed him as an audience who desired her presence.

So, she was kind of content with the appreciation she was getting. Her husband was mostly into gambling and alcohol. But the twist came when Aarav’s mother got an invitation to attend a wedding in their home state. The relative was close to them, so she had to go.

Aarav had college exams nearby, so he was out of the question. His father also had a hectic job where he couldn’t take many leaves. So, Aarav’s mother decided to go alone. Her trip was 10 days. As her mother was out, she gave the cooking task to Shruti.

So now Shruti had to cook meals for the family. This also meant that Shruti would be around much longer than before. This made Aarav happier, as he could watch her more.

The first day after his mother went out, Shruti arrived a little earlier for food preparation. Aarav went to her.

Aarav: Didi, if you are short on any item, please tell me, and I will go and buy it.
Shruti: Thanks, but no need.

It was just an excuse for him to know what she was wearing. That day she was wearing a green kurti with a pyjama. As his mother is not around, Aarav gathered some courage.

Aarav: Didi, let me help you.

Aarav walked to her and gathered the vegetables and utensils, all while lightly brushing his hands on her hips. Even those light touches aroused him. Shruti knew what he was trying to do. So she said with a stern tone.

Shruti: Do you think I don’t know what you are trying to do?
Aarav froze in fear.
Aarav: I-I am sorry, Didi.

Watching Aarav standing in fear and anxiety while trying to cover his bulge in pants made Shruti think of just one thing. “He’s kind of cute.” She thought of an idea and smirked.

Shruti: You really thought you would get to touch me for free? You don’t know how the world works.

Aarav was surprised, but a second later, he understood what she was trying to say.

Shruti: If you want to touch my ass, you have to pay for it.

Aarav immediately rushed to his wallet. There was only a 500-rupee note. He gave that note to her, still uncertain whether she was playing with him or serious. Shruti had a little grin on her face as she watched the money. She took it and put it inside her bra.

Shruti: Ok, now you can touch, but only touch, and don’t interrupt me while cooking.

Aarav got on his knees and grabbed her buttocks. He kneaded her ass impatiently. Her ass was so soft that his fingers sank into it. He could feel her panties through her pyjamas. The ass he admired for so long was in front of him. When he sniffed it, Shruti let out a soft chuckle.

Shruti: Who knew a young guy from a well-off family would be a pervert?

He got so horny that he slid her pyjama a little.

Shruti: Ok, that’s enough.

Shruti moved away.

Shruti: I never allowed you to slip my pyjamas. So fun’s over now.

Aarav blamed himself for being impatient. His cock was hard and seemed to burst out of his pants any moment.

Aarav: Didi, can I masturbate while watching you? I swear I will not touch it.
Shruti: Hmm, do whatever you wish.

Aarav stood up and unzipped his pants. His cock flung out erect. Shruti, although she started cooking, was still stealing glances at it. Aarav started stroking his cock while moaning softly.

Aarav: Ah, Didi. Ah, Didi.

Shruti loved his moaning. Watching him aggressively stroking his cock made her aroused too. At last, when he busted a nut, his cum flew over the floor, and some of that also dropped on her pyjama. Aarav got shy and immediately ran away.

Shruti wiped his cum with her finger, but a thought of tasting it came to her mind. So, she went with it.

Shruti: Mmm, not bad.

Shruti left after making the food. Aarav started searching the house for more money. Shruti will come to the house in the evening too. In the evening,
Shruti rushed to his house. She was late, so she immediately got to the chores. Aarav went near her. Shruti looked at him. He was smiling.

Shruti: Don’t expect anything now. I am already late.

Aarav started pleading.

Aarav: Didi, please. I will make it quick. Please, I want to touch your breasts.
Shruti: (sighs) Even though you are cute. You still get on my nerves. Ok, how much do you have?

Aarav pulled out a 500 note.

Shruti: Fine.

She took the money and stripped her kurti. She was wearing a black bra in which she looked really hot. Aarav couldn’t control his hands and started cupping her boobs.

Shruti: Ha, you are such a horny guy.

Shruti unhooked her bra, and Aarav buried his face in her bosom.

Shruti: Make it quick.

Aarav, while licking her nipples, unzipped his pants and started stroking his cock. But he sucked at this multitasking.

Shruti: Novice.

She removed his hand from his cock and grabbed his cock with one hand firmly.

Aarav: Ahh.

Shruti started stroking his cock, and with each stroke, her bangles jingled. Aarav rubbed his face on her boobs while licking every bit of it. It tasted salty due to the sweat, which he enjoyed to his heart’s content. It seemed her hands were magical. Aarav felt heavenly.

She stroked faster. Aarav was feeling an overwhelming pleasure he wasn’t aware of. He stopped licking her boobs and started thrusting his hips, which made her handjob pleasure more. He was looking at her with a lustful expression, his mouth open, drool dripping.

She couldn’t resist him and grabbed his hair and smashed her lips against his. He devoured her mouth, playing with her tongue. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly.

“Ahh, I could get addicted to it,” She thought.

His cock was pressed against her belly, and at that moment, his love juices exploded. Even after cumming, they were still clinging to each other, kissing.
After some time, they broke the kiss.

Aarav: Didi, you’re the best. I love—

Shruti shushed him with her finger.
Shruti: Don’t say things you don’t mean.

She looked at her tummy painted with his cum.

Shruti: I have to bathe again now.

Aarav brought out a towel and wiped her belly.

Shruti: You don’t need to. You can go, and you got what you wanted.

She seemed stressed due to running late. Aarav looked at her for a second and then continued wiping.

Aarav: Didi, let me help you with washing dishes. After all, you are late because of me.

Shruti chuckled.

Shruti: Fine.

Shruti stayed topless as Aarav couldn’t stop staring at her boobs while they both washed the dishes. Now, for the next few days, their naughty activities continued. Sometimes it was a boob job, sometimes he rubbed his cock on her ass.

She hated the idea of blowjobs as she found the idea of sucking a cock disgusting. The money from these favours led to an improvement in Shruti’s financial conditions.

But the time came when Aarav ran out of cash, and he couldn’t ask his dad for money anymore, as he was getting suspicious. No cash, no service was the motto of Shruti’s life. So, she eventually stopped doing him sexual favours, he pleaded, but she didn’t listen.

As if that wasn’t enough torture for him, she started teasing him. Sticking her ass out to his face while sweeping, knowing he is restrained from touching it. Making lewd poses, showing her cleavage, slipping her pyjama and displaying her panties while Aarav helplessly masturbated.

This amused her as she liked Aarav desiring her with desperation in his face. To tease him more, she left out her bra or panties in his house. The next day, she acted oblivious and said she forgot it by accident. She felt his growing lust when she found her bra or panties crusty and reeking of cum.

Shruti was enjoying every bit of it. One night, when she got home, she found her husband yelling.

Shruti: Hey! Why are you shouting!?

Husband: You bitch, where did you get this extra money? So, you became a whore now?

Shruti got angry.

Shruti: Who do you think you are? You drunkard asshole. You don’t earn a penny, and now you claim that I became a whore.

Husband laughed.

Husband: You women are all the same. You think you would get respect if you start earning, but you forget what you are. You think just because you earn some pennies, you are bigger than me. Nobody wants you, you useless bitch.

Shruti raged, but watching her child nearby, she stopped herself and went to her room with the child. Her eyes got a little teary.

“I worked so hard all day and night, the only one earning in the house and still no respect, no dignity. Even after earning, I feel powerless and pathetic. I should have never married this guy,” she thought.

Her child patted her arm and consoled her. She calmed down a little, but that was just an exterior facade.

The next day, Shruti was in a foul mood. When she entered Aarav’s house, she saw him sitting on the sofa with a wary look. She understood that today, too, he doesn’t have any money. She went to him. Aarav looked at her; she seemed tense. He stood up.

Aarav: Didi, Today–.

Shruti: It’s fine.

She sat on the sofa.

Shruti: I am in a good mood today. So, I might give you a favour today. Aarav’s face brightened up.

Shruti: But first lick it.

She moved her feet toward him. Last night had an effect on Shruti. She, for once, wanted to feel powerful. To be a higher authority, making the person in front of her kneel and small compared to her.

Aarav, without hesitating even for a second, got down and licked her toes. He licked all over her feet while sucking her toes, drenching them with his drool.

Aarav: So good.

He was licking every inch of her feet while making slurping noises. Watching him lick so passionately made Shruti realise that she really picked the wrong guy to use authority. Aarav was someone who was already smitten by her.

Instead of feeling small and humiliated, Aarav felt content and aroused to be at her service. Her anger and resentment from last night vanished. She let out a soft laugh, both due to her naivety and due to the tickling sensation.

Shruti: ok, ok, stop.

Aarav: Did I do something wrong?

She smirked and brushed her toe on his lips.

Shruti: No, but I think if we delay any further. This guy will explode.

She put her feet on his dick and massaged it.

Aarav: Aah, Didi.

Shruti: Tell me then what you want today- ass, boobs or hand.

Aarav: I-I want you. I want you, Shruti.

Shruti got a soft smile on her face.

Shruti: Is that so? Then-

Shruti stripped his pants and then stood up. She removed every cloth on her body and stood nude in front of him. Aarav was mesmerised by her beauty. Her slim, light brown figure, tender boobs with perky nipples and light bush above her pink pussy.

Shruti: Like the view?

Aarav was too stunned to speak. His mouth was open in awe. Shruti chuckled and squatted above his crotch. His hand ran to touch her, but she pinned them down against the floor.

Shruti: Don’t be so hasty. Today is your reward for being such a good boy. She lowered her hips. His throbbing cock was eagerly waiting to be inside her. So, she didn’t wait any longer and squeezed his cock inside her pussy. Her pussy stretches and welcomes his cock, which his cock embraces the warmth.

With another push, he was completely inside her. Her pussy was twitching while his cock was melting inside her. Aarav couldn’t believe that he was finally one with her. A layer of happiness and horniness rushed into his mind.

Shruti: (pants) Ah, you are my horse now.

Shruti started grinding on his cock, while doing body rolls for maximum fun. Aarav was barely holding his own. She stopped for a second and then gave a jerk to her waist. This made Aarav almost cum. She smirked.

Shruti: No, no, you really thought I would let you come this easily?

Shruti started jumping on his cock like a maniac.

Shruti: Oh shit. This feels so good.

The view of Shruti riding him while her boobs jiggled made Aarav think his life was complete. He really thought Shruti would let her toy rest this easily.  She slid her hands from his waist to his nipples and gave them a lick.

Aarav: Aah!

Shruti: Now you know how it feels to get your nipples licked.

She nibbled his nipples. This aroused him more, and he moved his hips to fuck her pussy deeper and deeper. As his cock kissed her womb, current ran down her whole body. The nonstop pounding and their moans filled the entire room. They both got sweaty but were still rubbing against each other’s bodies.

Shruti then went above his face while panting hard.

Shruti: (pants) T-the other day, when you were about to say something. Do you really mean it?

Aarav: I really mean it. I-I really love you.
Shruti: Hah!

“This boy. I don’t know whether he is just in his horny phase or might actually be in love with me. Well, that doesn’t matter as he is mine now,” she thought.
Shruti had a huge grin and grabbed his head. As she kissed him, Aarav released all of his load inside her pussy.

Shruti got tired and rested on his chest. Both panting hard, but Aarav had a smile while hugging her dearly. His white cum was dripping hot from her pussy. After some time, they both got up. Aarav was still giggling, thinking about the sex.

Shruti: Why are you smiling so stupidly?

Aarav: Ah, oh, nothing. Just thinking about when we could go on a date.

Shruti: Date? What do you mean?

Aarav: I mean, now that we are girlfriend and boyfriend, so-

Shruti: And who told you that? Today we did it because I was in a good mood. From tomorrow you have to pay again.

Aarav’s bright face dimmed quickly.

Aarav: Oh, ok.

He seemed sad. She came close to him and cupped his face with both hands.

Shruti: What’s with the long face now?

Aarav: I just thought that-

Shruti: Well, if that makes you feel any better.

She came close to his ear and whispered.

Shruti: If you stay a good boy, maybe I can give you some free favours. After all, you are the only man in my life who matters now. He looked at her. She smiled and kissed his forehead.

Shruti: So don’t be upset. Okay?

Aarav got a little happier with her compliment. He hugged her again, and then they went ahead with their chores. After the first sex, their secret sex games continued, and now the time of his mother’s arrival has come.

To be continued.

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Hi friends, my name is Shahrukh. I am 25 years old, 5’11”, and have a fair complexion. I have had many encounters, but I want to share one of them because it was intercourse from my heart. So, let’s get into the story without wasting the reader’s time.

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I come from an average family, have completed my MBA, and am working a job in Guntur itself. I had a friend named Vikram; we were classmates until +2. He lives in Guntur with his family of four; his elder sister is married.

After +2, he went to an engineering college, and I went to a degree college. But we meet regularly, and I am like a family member to them. The main character of the story is his mother, Lakshmi.

She was 45 years old, a regular Indian housewife — a perfect, busty Indian woman with the right amount of fat in all the right places. She treats me as her son with love and affection. But I love her from my heart and lust for her.

I am sure she knows my intentions; whenever I see her cleavage, she observes me.

I used to sleep at my friend’s place in his room.

My friend wanted to go abroad for higher studies, and he got into a university in the U.S.A. The time came, and I was with his mom and dad as we went to the airport to send him off.

While leaving, my friend told me to look after his parents. My routine became going to his house to have an eye feast by seeing the beautiful aunty. She was observing me carefully and my intentions.

One day, the time came. As usual, I went to Vikram’s house. Uncle had gone to the office, and aunty was alone, as usual. I rang the bell.

After five minutes, my beautiful aunty opened the door. She welcomed me inside, and I sat on the sofa in front of the TV.

She went into the kitchen and shouted from there, “Tea or coffee?”

I shouted back, “Coffee.”

After 10 minutes, she came with coffee. As she bent to give me the cup, I was shocked to see her cleavage; the upper button of her nighty was open. It was done intentionally because it wasn’t open while she was opening the door.

I was looking at her cleavage when she said, “If you want it, take it.”

I was shocked by her sentence. I said, “What?”

She said, “If you want the coffee, take it.”

I was disappointed after hearing that. She saw the disappointment on my face, and I saw a smile on hers. She gave me the coffee and went into the kitchen.

While sipping the coffee, I was replaying the whole scene over and over in my head. I decided to take a bold step today. I went to the kitchen and stood at the entrance, observing the back structure of the aunty.

I was enjoying the up-and-down movement of her body, which was covered by her nighty. The nighty was wedged between her ass cheeks. It was tempting me more.

Finally, I broke the barriers and rushed towards her, hugging her. I kept my cock between the two mountains of her ass, my lips on her neck, and my hands on her 38D boobs.

She was shocked and turned, pushing me away. I was looking at her lips, and I moved forward again, holding her head and kissing her. She was resisting, pushed me, and slapped my cheek.

I couldn’t see her face and came out of her house, ashamed of my act. I didn’t dare to face her anymore, so I stayed away from her house for 15 days.

On the 16th day, I received a call from my friend’s father, Pradeep (55). I was shocked and wondered if she had complained about my act. With fear in my voice, I answered the call.

Pradeep: “Hi son, where are you?”

Me: “Hi uncle, I’m out with friends.”

Pradeep: “I need a small favor.”

Me: “What is it, uncle?”

Pradeep: “I have office work in Delhi for 15 days. Aunty may be lonely, so you need to keep her company.”

I was afraid to face aunty, so I told him I had work.

Pradeep: “Please, son… don’t say that. You can come at night and do your work during the day.”

Finally, I was convinced and said okay.

The next day at 7 p.m., I went to aunty’s house. I rang the bell, and uncle opened the door and welcomed me inside. He was about to leave; he went into the bedroom and came back after 10 minutes with his luggage.

He asked if I could drop him off at the bus stop. I dropped him off. But I didn’t immediately go back to the house; I roamed around for a while.

At 10 p.m., I went to the house. The beautiful hot aunty opened the door, and I walked toward my friend’s room without looking at her.

She said, “Shahrukh… come, let’s have dinner.”

I came back to the dining table and sat down. While eating, I finally spoke to her.

“I am sorry, aunty… for that day. I was in a trance; I was out of control after looking at you from behind.”

Without looking at me, I saw her smile inside, and I felt relieved.

She said, “It’s okay.”

I said goodnight to her and went to my room.

I went to sleep, but after some time, there was a knock. I took my mobile to see the time; it was 11:30 pm. I had been sleeping for an hour. I woke up and opened the door. My beautiful aunty was standing in front of my room.

I asked, “What happened, aunty?”

She said the A/C in her room wasn’t working. She said, “If you don’t mind, can I sleep in your room?”

I said okay. She slept on one side of the bed, facing away from me, her back toward me. My feelings for her beauty were uncontrollable. But I didn’t want to make another mistake, so I kept silent.

After some time, there was a movement on my body; it was a hand moving toward my cock. I was wearing track pants, and the fingers raised the edge of the pants, and the hand moved forward and held my dick.

She was moving her hand up and down. I kept silent without opening my eyes; my dick was rock hard. She moved toward me and whispered in my ear, “I know you’re awake… don’t pretend.”

I opened my eyes and looked deep into her eyes, which were filled with lust. I locked lips with her, my hand on her boobs. My right hand was on her left boob, pressing hard, and my left hand was working on her nipples, pressing hard.

She was out of control with the multiple pressures at the same time and was moaning, “Aaaahhhh… aaahhh… ahhh.”

I slowly moved toward her navel and played with it with my tongue. Then, I moved down and kept my tongue on the top part of her pussy. Automatically, she widened her legs, giving me access.

I kept my mouth on her pussy and my tongue deep inside her. She was not in control; she was pulling the bedsheet, raising her chest to form an arc, and bringing both hands to my head, pressing me deeper into her pussy.

I was fingering and licking her pussy, playing with her clitoris. Her moans filled the room. Finally, the volcano burst, and a huge amount of cum was released from her pussy. I guess she had cummed after years. Her body relaxed.

I drank the honey without wasting a single drop, collecting the cum by pushing my tongue into her pussy. Her body was relaxed, but I wasn’t satisfied; I wanted more.

I pushed her two legs wide and pressed them toward the bed; then her pussy was raised above, and her asshole was in front of me. The dirty monster inside me woke up. Then I brought my mouth near her ass and kept my tongue on her asshole.

She moaned loudly, “Aaaaahhhhh.”

I kept playing with my tongue, rotating it around the hole and moving it to the area between her pussy and ass. She kept her hands on my head, moving it from her pussy to her asshole to make my tongue touch both.

She repeated this 30 to 40 times. Finally, she brought my head to her pussy, and my tongue did its work. After a loud moan, she came in my mouth.

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Hello dosto main incest Rahul harjir ek aur nayi kahani ke sath. Jaisa ki aap logo ne pichli kahani ke waqt kaha tha. Main is kahani ko ek hi pov se likh raha hu. To aapko jayada bor na karte hue sidhe kahani par chalte hai.

Hello dosto mera naam Sonali hai. Meri umar 39 saal hai. Main UP ki rehne wali hu. Meri ye kahani ek maa se incest maa banne ki hai. Jiske chalte main khud ke bete se chudai ka rishte bana bethi.

Mere ghar mein mere pati mera beta aur main hi rehte hai. Mere pati government job karte hai. Aur 5 saal pehle unka transfer dusri city mein ho gaya hai. Jiski wajah se woh wahi rehte hai. Aur hafte mein 2 din ke liye ghar aate hai.

Mere bete ka naam Harsh hai. Uski umar 19 saal hai. Woh college mein pad raha hai. Mera beta dikhne mein slim aur smart hai. Aur mere pati ke naa hone ki wajah se wahi mere sath rehta hai.

Main dikhne mein abhi bhi 30-32 ki lagti hu. Mera figure 36C 34 40 hai. Figure sunke aap samjh hi gaye hongeki main kaise dikhti hu? Main hamesha saree aur sleeveless blouse hi pehanti hu. Jisse mera roop aur jayada khil ke bahar aata hai.

Jab bhi main bahar jati hu. To logo ki nazar aksar mere dudh aur meri kamar par hoti hai. Aur bahar walo ki aise nazar mujhe ye ahsas dilati haiki mere badan ka akarshan abhi bhi kam nahi hua hai. Magar main hamesha yahi sochti hu.

Ki kya fayda aise badan ka jab khud ka pati hi use naa dekhta ho. Mere pati ki government job ke chalte ghar mein kisi cheej ki koi kami nahi hai. Magar jo kami meri zindgi mein hai. Woh mere pati kabhi samajh hi nahi paye. Hamara rishta waise to aacha hai.

Magar is umar mein jo chudai ka sukh harr aurat chahti hai. Mere pati woh mujhe nahi de pate hai. Jab meri shaadi hui thi. Tab mere pati aur mere beech lagbhag harr roj chudai hoti thi. Magar jaise hi mera beta hua.

Uske baad se hamare beech chudai kam hoti chali gayi. Aur abhi 5 saal pehle se jab se mere pati ka transfer hua hai. Tab se hamare beech chudai mahine mein 1-2 bar hone lagi. Main lund ke sukh ke liye tadapne lagi.

Magar main khul ke aapne pati ko ye keh bhi nahi sakti thi. Kyuki hamare samaj mein aise aurto ko aacha nahi mana jata hai. Shaadi se pehle mera ek boyfriend tha. Jisse maine chudai ka bharpur maza liya tha.

Isiliye main aachi tarah janti huki chudai ka maza kya hota hai. Magar yaha mujhe aapne pati se hi chudai woh sukh nahi mil raha tha. Aur ye sirf mera hi haal nahi tha. Meri jaise kai aurto ka haal tha. Yaha tak ki meri kai friends ka bhi yahi haal tha.

Magar kai friends aapni zindagi ka pura maza le rahi thi. Kyuki woh bahar dusre lund ka sukh le rahi thi. Mann to mera bhi kai bar huaki main bhi kisi se aapni garmi shaant karwa lu. Magar ghar ki izzat ki wajah se main aisa karna nahi chahti thi.

Isiliye jab mujhs mere ander ki garmi bardhast nahi hoti thi. To main dildo se aapni chut ko shaant kar leti thi. Ye dildo meri hi ek dost ne mujhe diya tha. Jise maine aapne pati se chupa ke rakha tha. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi.

Ki bahut jald meri chut ki garmi mera beta shaant karne wala tha. Woh din baaki dino ki tarah normal din tha. Mera beta college jaa chuka tha. Main ghar ke kaam karke mobile chala rahi thi.

Meri jaise housewife ke pass time pass karne ka sabse asan tarika hai Instagram chalana. Main bhi yahi karti hu. Us din bhi maine harr roj ki tarah aapna Instagram khola. Aur Instagram kholte hi kai sare message aaye hue the.

Main Instagram par sirf aapni friends aur relative se hi baat karti hu. Aur kabhi kabhi hi photo post karti hu. Yaha tak ki mujhe reels banane ka bhi koi shock nahi hai. Par kai naye log jo mujhe message karte hai.

Main unke message dekhkar delete kar deti hu. Magar unse koi baat nahi karti hu. Us din bhi mujhe kai message aaye hue the. Kuch dosto ke the. Jinko main reply kar rahi thi. Aur kuch naye message the. Jinhe main dekhkar delete kar rahi thi.

Aur tabhi maine ek message khola. Us ladke ka naam incest vikram tha. Aur usne ek video bheja hua tha. Normally naye message mein hi, hi dear, hello bhabhi ji, aap bahut khoobsurat ho. Aise message aate the.

Magar is ladke ne sidhe video bheja tha. Aur video ke neeche likha tha. I loved your sexy nabhi aunty. Aur fir jaise hi maine woh video khola. To us video mein ek mobile bed par rakha hua tha. Aur us mobile mein meri ek photo thi.

Jismein maine kaali transparent saree pehni hui thi. Aur meri nabhi us saree mein se saaf saaf dikhayi de rahi thi. Aur meri photo dekhte hue woh ladka dusre mobile se video bana raha tha. Aur 2 second chalte hi us video mein woh ladka aapna lund us mobile par maarne laga.

Jismein meri photo thi. Us ladke ka lund dekhte hi meri aankhe badi ho gayi. Us ladke ka lund sade 6-7 inch ka tha. Woh aapne lund ko aage peeche karte hue meri photo par maar raha tha.

Meri nazar us ladke ke lund se hatt hi nahi rahi thi. Woh aapna lund hilaye ja raha tha. Aur fir usne dher sara gada pani meri photo par nikal diya. Woh video 2 minute ki thi.

Aur pure 2 minute woh bas meri photo dekhkar aapna lund hila raha tha. Video ke khatam hote hi main uski profile par gayi. Aur waha mujhe woh mila. Jiski wajah se aaj main incest mummy hu. Jaise hi maine uski profile kholi.

To uski profile photo ek aurat ki thi. Jo bra aur peticot mein khadi hui thi. Aur dekhne se us aurat ki umar 40 plus lag rahi thi. Aur Uske profile ki bio mein likha tha. Incest for mummy, incest helper ye sab padke mujhe samajh nahi aaya.

Ki ye kya hai. Aur fir main uski post ki hui photo dekhne lagi. Aur waha kai photo maa bete ke chudai ke upar thi. Jise meme kehte hai. Harr photo mein maa bete ki chudai ki baate likhi hui thi. Main ek ke baad ek photo dekhti ja rahi thi.

Aur usmein likhi chudai bhari baate dekhkar ajeeb bhi lag raha tha. Aur sath ke sath chut mein garmhata bhi mehsus ho rahi thi. Us ladke ne kai bra penty ki photo bhi daali thi. Aur neeche likha tha. Mummy ki istemaal ki hui bra penty.

Us ladke ki daali hui sari photo dekhne ke baad main itna to samajh gayi thiki ye ladka aapni mummy ko chodna chahta hai. Aur ye sochkar mujhe bada ajeeb lag raha thaki kaise koi ladka aapni hi maa ko chodne ke bare mein soch sakta hai.

Main kafi der tak us ladke ki profile dekhti rahi. Aur uske follow karne wale jayadatar account aise hi the. Jo aapni mummy ya behan ko chodne ki baat kar rahe the. Aur yahi sab dekhte dekhte meri chut geeli ho gayi thi.

Aur mere samne wahi sari photo ghum rahi thi. Jismein maa bete ki chudai ki baate likhi hui thi. Kafi der tak main yahi sab sochti rahi. Aur fir maine us ladke ke account ko block kar diya.

Jaise main jayadatar anjaan logo ke account block kar deti thi. Maine uska account to block kar diya tha. Magar maine uski chat ko delete nahi kiya tha. Jismein woh video pada hua tha.

Aur fir kuch time baad mera beta aa gaya. Main baaki kaamo mein lag gayi. Magar ab bhi mere dimag mein us ladke ki daali hui photo hi ghum rahi thi. Pura din aise hi nikal gaya. Aur fir raat ka khana khake main aapne kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur mera beta aapne kamre mein chala gaya. Kamre mein aane ke baad maine saree aur bra nikal di. Aur mexi pehan li. Aur fir main aapne pati se baate karne lagi. Aur kuch der baat karne ke baad main light band karke let gayi.

Mera din to jaise taise nikal jata tha. Magar kai raat main lund ke liye bahut tarasti thi. Isiliye kabhi kabaar chudai wali video dekhkar dildo se aapni chut ko shaant kar leti thi. Main lete lete mobile chala rahi thi.

Aur reels dekhte hue achanak mujhe us ladke ka video dhayan aa gaya. Maine turant uski chat kholi. Aur uska bheja hua video dekhne lagi. Woh ladka jis tarah video mein meri photo par aapna lund maar raha tha.

Aur aapna lund hilaye ja raha tha. Use dekh kar saaf saaf pata chal raha thaki woh ladka mujhe chodna chahta hai. Main us ladke ke lund ko dekhe ja rahi thi. Aur uska lund dekhne se meri chut geeli hone lagi thi.

Kyuki aaj kafi waqt ke baad main aise kisi ko dekh rahi thi. Jo mere liye aapna lund hila raha tha. Aur aaj pehli bar kisi ne mujhe aisa video bheja tha. Warna main to kisi se baat tak nahi karti thi.

Aur sach kahu tu mujhe uska lund aacha laga tha. Isiliye maine use to block kar diya tha. Magar uski chat delete nahi ki thi. Aur ab main bed par akeli leti us ladke ke video ko dekh rahi thi. Video dekhte hue maine aapni mexi upar kar li.

Aur aapni chut ko ragadte hue main us ladke ka lund dekhe ja rahi thi. Us ladke ka kaala mota lund mere pati aur boyfriend se bhi bada tha. Porn dekhte hue kai bar maine aapni chut ko ragda hai.

Magar aaj main ek anjaan ladke ka lund dekh kar aapni chut ko ragad rahi thi. Jo meri photo dekhkar aapna lund hila raha tha. Aapni chut ko ragad ragad ke maine aapna pani nikal diya. Aur fir main bhi so gayi.

Agle din ki bhi shuruwat normal dino ki tarah hi hui. Mera beta college chala gaya. Main sara kaam karke aapni ek dost se baat karne lagi. Aur baat karne ke baad jab maine aapna instagram khola. Tab main fir se us ladke ka video dekhne lagi.

Us ladke ka bheja video aur uski daali hui woh maa bete ki chudai ki photo, mere dimag se nikal nahi rahi thi. Shayad aisa isiliye ho raha tha. Kyuki pehli bar maine aisa kuch dekha tha. Main use jitna bhoolna cha rahi thi.

Mujhe woh utna dhayan aa raha tha. Jaise hi main free hoke bethti thi. Tabhi mere dimag mein us ladke ki video aur uski daali hui photo aane lagti thi. 3 din tak maine woh sab bholne ki bahut koshish ki, magar main use aapne dimag se nikal nahi payi.

Aur fir uske agle din maine us ladke ka account unblock kar diya. Main fir se uski profile dekhne lagi. Usne aapni profile par ek story dali thi. Jismein ek aurat leti hui thi. Aur uska blouse samne se khula hua tha.

Magar uske dudh aur uske chere ko us ladke ne blur kar diya tha. Aur story par likha hua tha. Mummy ki new video aane wali hai. Intrested log dm kare. (Ye sab usne english mein likha tha.)

Us ladke ki story dekhkar main soch mein pad gayi. Jis tarah se woh ladka aapni mummy ki video ke bare mein bata raha tha. Use dekh kar mera mann us ladke se baat karne ka raha tha. Waise bhi main 3 din se usi ke bare mein soch rahi thi. Aur ab main janna chahti thi.

Ki kya woh ladka sach mein ye sab aapni maa ke sath karta hai. Main aapne real account se usse baat nahi kar sakti thi. Kyuki mere real account mein mera beta aur mere pati dono add hai.

Main nahi chahti thiki un dono mein se kisi ko is baat ka pata chale. Aur fir maine ek naya account banaya. Jismein maine aapna naam sapna rakha aur flower ki photo laga li. Maine kuch kuch anjaan logo ko follow kiya. Aur fir maine us ladke ko follow karke.

Uski dali hui kuch photo ko like kar diya. Aur photo ko like karne ke kuch hi seconds ke baad us ladke ka message aa gayakisi ne sach hi kaha haiki kisi aurat ka naam dekhte hi log sabse jaldi message karte hai.

Vikram – Hi sapna, how are you.

Main – Hello, I m fine, how are you.

Vikram – I m also fine. Where you from.

Main – I m from delhi (jhoot bola). And you?

Vikram – I m from tamil nadu.

Main – Ohhh nice, waise tumhe hindi aati hai.

Vikram – Ha ha aachi tarha aati hai. Waise kya main tumhari umar jan sakta hu sapna?

Main – Main 39 ki hu. Aur tum.

Vikram – Nice, main 19 saal ka hu. Waise aap kya karti ho?

Jaise hi vikram ne batayaki woh 19 saal ka hai. Mujhe yakin nahi huaki mujhe aapna lund dikhane wala ladka 19 saal ka hoga. Uska lund dekhkar mujhe lag raha thaki woh kam se kam 24-25 ka hoga. Magar vikram mere bete se 1 saal hi bada tha.

Main – Main housewife hu. Tum kya karte ho?

Vikram – Main college mein pad raha hu. Waise aunty aap yaha kya service deti hai?

Main – Kaise service main kuch samjhi nahi.

Vikram – Wahi service aunty, Jismeim roleplay video call par sex hota hai.

Main – Are nahi nahi main aisa kuch nahi karti hu. Main to bas kabhi kabhi ye account aise hi chala leti hu. Time pass karne ke liye.

Vikram – Ohhh aacha, waise aunty agar aap bura naa mano. To kya aap ek voice recording bhej sakte ho? Woh kya hai naa yaha bahut log aurat ke fake account bana ke chat karte hai.

Vikram ki baat sunte hi maine use voice recording bhej di. Kyuki main uske bare mein janna chahti thi. Aur waise bhi ye mera fake account tha. Recording sunte hi woh bola.

Vikram – Wohw aunty aapki awaaj bahut sexy hai.

Main – Thanks. Waise tumhare ghar mein kon kon hai.

Vikram – Main hu meri mummy hai. Aur papa kuwait mein job karte hai. Aapke ghar mein kon kon hai.

Main – Mere pati, mera beta aur main. Waise main tumse ek baat puch sakti hu.

Vikram – Ha ha boliye naa aunty.

Main – Tumhara profile mein incest for mummy likha hai. Aur incest helper likha hai. Iska kya matlab hai?

Vikram – Aunty aapko sach mein incest ka matlab nahi pata hai.

Main – Nahi isiliye to puch rahi hu.

Vikram – Aunty incest ka matlab woh log hote hai. Jo log aapne khoon ke rishte mein chudai karte hai. Jaise koi bhai aapni behan ke sath, koi baap aapni beti ke sath ya koi beta jab aapni maa ki chudai karta hai. To use incest kehte hai.

Incest ka matlab sunne ke baad ab main puri tarah samajh gayi thiki ye ladka aapni maa ko chodna chahta hai. Aur fir main boli.

Main – To kya tum bhi aapni maa ko ke sath woh sab karte ho.

Vikram – Ha aunty main aapni mummy ke liye incest hu. Aur kai bar unhe chod bhi chuka hu.

Vikram ki baat sunne ke baad main puri tarah hil gayi thi. Mujhe yakin nahi ho raha thaki koi ladka aapni maa ko bhi chod sakta hai. Uski baat sunne ke baad main boli.

Main – Aapni maa ke sath ye sab karte hue ajeeb nahi laga.

Vikram – Aunty kya chudai karna kisi ko bhi ajeeb lagta hai? Ye to woh maza hai. Jo harr mard aur aurat ko chahiye hota hai.

Main – Ha ye to hai. Magar aapni maa behen ke sath ye sab karna alag baat hai.

Vikram – Aunty lagta hai aap incest logo ke bare janti nahi hai. Incest woh ladke bante hai. Jo aapni maa aur behan ko, maa behan ke alawa ek aurat ki nazar se bhi dekhte hai. Jisse woh is duniya mein sabse jayada pyaar karte hai.

Isilye kisi incest ladke ko aapni maa-behan ki chudai karna ajeeb nahi lagta hai. Aur naa hi kisi ladki ko aapne baap-bhai se chudwane mein koi dikkat hoti hai.

Main – Tumhare kehne ka matlab ki ladkiyaan bhi incest hoti hai.

Vikram – Bilkul hoti hai aunty. Isiliye bachpan mein aapne bhai ke sath khelte khelte sabse pehle usi ka lund pakadti hai. Tabhi to maa baap thodi bade hote hi bhai-behan ko alag alag kar dete hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main chock gayi thi. Uska kehna galat nahi tha. Baccho ke thode bade hote hi maa-baap aisa hi karte hai. Aur aaj kal kitne hi aise affair pakde ja rahe hai. Jismein bhai-behan ya baap-bet aise chudai karte hue pakde gaye hai.

Vikram – Waise aunty kya aap aapne pati se khus ho?

Main – Ha Khus hu mere pati mujhe bahut pyaar karte hai.

Vikram – Waise nahi mera matlab haiki woh aapko bed mein satisfied kar pate hai yaa nahi.

Main – Ha ha kar dete hai. (Jhooth bola)

Vikram – Waise sach kahu aunty. Mujhe pata hai aap jhooth bol rahi ho.

Main – Tumhe aisa kyu lagta hai? Ki main jhooth bol rahi ho. Tum to mujhe jante bhi nahi ho.

Vikram – Ha, aunty main aapko nahi janta hu. Magar main yaha aap jaise kai aurto se baat kar chuka hu. Aur yaha fake profile banake wahi baat karte hai. Jo ya to aapni life mein aleke hote hai. Ya aapne partner se satisfied nahi hote hai.

Main – Aisa bilkul nahi hai. Main to yaha bas time pass ke liye aayi hu.

Vikram – Aunty agar time pass hi karna hota. To aap aapne real account se bhi reels dekh kar time pass kar sakti thi. Magar aap ek fake profile banake is waqt mujhse baat kar rahi hai.

Aap mano naa mano magar thoda khalipan aapki life mein bhi hai. Jaise mere sare followers ki life mein hai. In sab ki profile bhi fake hai. Isiliye yaha ye khul ke aapni baat keh pate hai. Kyuki isse inhe koi judge nahi karta hai.

Aur meri bhi profile fake hai. Jisse koi mujhe bhi judge naa kar sake. To agar aap fake profile banake bhi jhooth bolne aayi hai. To iska koi fayda nahi hai.

Vikram mera jhooth pakad chuka tha. Aur uska kehna bhi sahi tha. Uski aur uske sare followers ki profile fake thi. Taaki woh yaha woh baat kar sake. Jo woh duniya mein kisi se nahi kar sakte hai.

Aur uski baat se mujhe bhi yahi lagaki meri bhi profile fake hai. Agar main yaha koi baat karungi bhi to kisi ko kya pata chalega?

Vikram – Aunty yaha aapko koi judge nahi karega. To aap jo chaho khul ke bol sakte ho. Aur mujhe bhi khul ke chudai ki baate karna pasand hai. Waise aapse ek baat puchu.

Main – Hmm hmmm.

Vikram – Aunty sach sach batana. Aap meri profile dekh chuke ho. Kai maa bete ki chudai wale meme bhi like kar chuke ho. Kya aap bhi kisi ke liye incest feeling rakhte ho.

Main – Nahi nahi mujhe kisi ke liye incest feeling nahi hai.

Vikram – To aunty aapne mujhe follow kyu kiya? Aur aapne meri dali hui maa bete ki chudai ki post like kyu ki?

Main – Jab maine tumhari profile dekhi. To main puri tarah chock thi. Maine aisa kuch aaj se pehle kabhi nahi dekha tha. Isiliye bas main ye janna chahti thiki kya ye sab sach hai?

Vikram – To aunty kya pata chala aapko?

Main – Yahi ki tumhari baate sunke yakin nahi hotaki tum aapni mummy ki chudai kar chuke ho.

Vikram – Ha aunty normal logo ke liye ye manna asan nahi hai. Magar harr incest ladka harr roj aapni maa-behan ko chodne ke hi sapne dekhta hai. Aur aapni maa ki woh garmi shaant kar karta hai. Jo umar hone baad uska baap nahi kar pata hai.

Main – Waise tumhari maa tumhe bilkul nahi rokti hai. Jab tum unki chudai karte ho.

Vikram – Meri maa ko pata hi nahi hai, main unke sath ye sab karta hu.

Main – Matlab, main kuch samjhi nahi.

Vikram – Main aapni mummy ko neend ki goli de deta hu. Aur jab woh so jati hai. Tab unhe sir se leke pair tak chaat ta hu.

Main – Hey bhagwan, matlab tumhari mummy janti tak nahi haiki tum unke sath kya karte ho?

Vikram – Nahi aunty unhe kuch nahi pata hai. Waise bhi koi bhi mummy aapne bete ko aisa karne ki ijajat nahi dengi. Aap batao aunty kya aap aapne bete ko aisa karne ki ijajat de sakti ho.

Main – Nahi kabhi nahi, main to aisa kabhi soch bhi nahi sakti hu.

Vikram – Isiliye aunty harr incest ladka aisa koi tarika dhundta hai. Jisse woh aapni mummy ki chudai kar sake. Magar sare ladke aisa nahi kar pate hai. Isiliye kuch sirf aapni mummy ko nanga dekhkar muth maarte hai.

To kuch unki penty sunghkar aapna lund hilate hai. To kuch bar bar aapni mummy ko chune ke bahane dhunte hai. Aur jo aapni mummy ke liye jayada pagal hote hai. Woh meri tarah aapni mummy ke sath maze karte hai.

Main – Yakin nahi hota, ki tum aapni maa ke sath ye sab karte ho. Aur unhe is baat ka pata tak nahi hai. Waise tumhari story par tumhari mummy ki video ke bare mein kya likha hai?

Vikram – Aacha woh, woh main aapni mummy ke sath chudai karte hue video banata hu. Jise main aapne followers ko bechta hu.

Main – Hey bhagwan, Tumhe darr nahi lagtaki isse tumhari mummy ki badnami ho sakti.

Vikram – Aunty itna dhayan main bhi rakhta hu. Video mein mummy face nahi dikhata hu. Bas sirf unke dudh unki nabhi unki chut aur unki gaand yahi sab hota hai video mein.

Aaj vikram se baat karke pehli bar mujhe pata chal raha thaki duniya mein aise log bhi hai. Jo aapni maa ke sath aisa bhi kar rahe hai.

Main – To kya log tumhari video kharid te hai?

Vikram – Bilkul kharid te hai aunty. Main mummy ki ek video se 10 se 15 hajar kamata hu. Aur site par upload karke 30 hajar se bhi jayada kamata hu.

Main – Sach mein itne paise kama lete ho.

Vikram – Ha ha aunty aaram se, meri mummy bahut hi sexy hai. Profile mein jo photo lagi hai. Woh meri mummy ki hai. Jinhe dekhne wale bahut hai.

Vikram ki baat sunke main uski profile photo fir se dekhne lagi. Aur uska kehna sahi tha. Uski mummy ka badan bhara hua aur kamuk tha. Aur jab main uski mummy ki photo dekh rahi thi. Tab vikram ne ek video mere pass bheji.

Vikram – Ye video dekho aunty. Meri mummy ka hai.

Aur fir main jaise hi uska video kholne lagi. Tabhi kisi ne bell baja di. Maine time dekha. To mere bete ke aane ka time ho gaya tha. Aaj Vikram se baat karte karte waqt kaha nikal gaya. Mujhe pata hi nahi chala. Fir main boli.

Main – Chalo main baad main baat karti hu. Mera beta aa gaya hai.

Vikram – Theek hai aunty. Jab aap free hona to message kar dena. Aap se baat karke bahut aacha laga.

Main – Theek hai.

Aur fir maine woh account logout kar diya. Aur jaake gate khol diya. Samne mera beta khada hua tha. Aur fir woh ander aa gaya. Aur kuch der baad hum dono khana khane lage. Khana khane ke baad mera beta aapne kamre mein chala gaya.

Hi everyone, I’m Author (name changed), 6’1”, dark brown, originally from Kolkata. I lived in Pune for a few years, rushed back the moment COVID loosened its claws. This is the story of my first proper fuck — a savage, heart-pounding quickie — after the 2020 lockdown finally cracked open.

It all began on Facebook. Sent a random friend request to Martina (name changed). Zero mutuals, pure gamble. She accepted within minutes. From the very first “hi”, sparks flew.

Flirting came naturally, late-night chats stretched till sunrise, voice notes dripping with sleep and desire. She rode bikes. I didn’t even know how to balance one back then. She called herself conservative. I’m the walking opposite, but the chemistry was off-the-charts insane.

Texts never went fully sexual outright, yet every line throbbed. “I miss human touch so much.” “I wish someone would just hold me so tight I forget how to breathe.” You know the type.

Lockdown hit hard, I shifted back to Kolkata, turns out she was already here. November 2020: restrictions easing, Diwali fireworks still echoing, cafés gingerly pulling up shutters again. We decided it was now or never.

First, we met at City Centre Salt Lake, then quickly shifted to this café, which I already knew had dim corners perfect for PDA. That night, it was almost empty — just one table with two guys and a girl who looked bored. Perfect.

Martina stepped in, and my brain short-circuited. Short, dark, skin glowing like melted chocolate under the yellow lights, slim waist, small but insanely firm boobs, and an average ass that still looked squeezable. Red skirt hugging her thighs, black stockings, beige jacket.

The moment I saw that outfit, my cock started swelling inside my jeans, pushing painfully against the zipper. She teased, “Guess my age.” I said 28. I was 26. She threw her head back and laughed, “34, baby.” Looked twenty-five on a bad day, I swear on my life.

We ordered beers — Kingfisher Strong, winter cold, making the bottles sweat. I told her, “Jacket off.” She pretended to be shy, bit her lip. I stood, walked behind her chair, slowly dragged the zipper down, letting my thumb trace her neck, graze her lips, and flick her earlobe. Hung the jacket on the chair.

Underneath: paper-thin black top, nipples already poking like they were begging for teeth. I was diamond-hard.

Beers hit quickly. She stepped out for a smoke. I followed like a shadow. While she inhaled, I slid behind her, arms snaking around her waist, pressed my aching bulge against her crack of buttocks through denim and skirt.

No one on the street. I bent my knees a little and rubbed myself exactly between her butt cheeks. She exhaled smoke with a moan, pushed back greedily. Back inside, hands became reckless.

Small cautious kisses because people, but under the table, my fingers crawled between her thighs — burning hot, already damp. She slipped off one heel and rubbed my cock with her stockinged toes over the jeans until I almost groaned out loud.

We were feral. The other table was finally left. Washrooms were upstairs. I grabbed her wrist, kept cash on the table, and basically dragged her up the stairs. The moment we hit the landing, she jumped on me. Her legs around my waist, mouth attacking mine like animals finally freed.

I carried her into the gents’ toilet and locked the door with trembling fingers. I lifted her, planted her ass on the wide marble countertop. Red skirt rode up instantly — black stockings, soaked black lace panties clinging to her pussy lips.

I crashed my mouth into hers — deep, messy, saliva everywhere. She clawed my ass. I shoved my hand inside the skirt, yanked the panty aside, sank two fingers into her dripping heat and squeezed her mound hard. She screamed into my mouth, back arching.

I ripped the panties down to her ankles, dropped to my knees, and buried my tongue inside her. Tangy, salty, pure thirst. Thirty seconds of licking, and her thighs started quivering like an earthquake.

“Sid… this is sin… oh God… don’t… just fuck me please, just fuck me!”

I stood, fished the condom from my wallet, and tore the packet with my teeth. Jeans and boxer down in one motion — cock jumped out throbbing, veins pulsing. Rolled the rubber on while she watched with starving eyes, legs still spread like an invitation.

I hooked her knees over the counter edges, lined up, and slammed balls-deep in one brutal stroke.

She screamed. Loud. Echoed off every tile.

I grabbed her tiny waist and started pounding — hard, deliberate, punishing strokes. Her small tits bounced wildly under the thin top. I forced my tongue back into her mouth to muffle her, but she broke away, head falling back, moaning with every thrust.

“Sid… harder… chodo na… maaa go! chod amaye!” (Fuck me, Sid, fuck me harder.)

Four minutes of pure animal rutting — counter rattling, wet slapping sounds, her juices running down my balls, dripping on the marble.

Then — BANG BANG BANG on the door.

Waiter (shouting in Bengali): “Ke okhane? Ki korchen apni? Darja khulun jaldi!” (Who is there? What are you doing?  Open the doors)!

Martina’s eyes snapped open in panic. But her pussy clenched even tighter around my cock — fear made her fucking wilder. I slapped my palm over her mouth and fucked her faster, sweat pouring down my back in November chill.

Forty-five seconds later, she detonated — entire body convulsed, nails carving into my arms, muffled screams vibrating against my hand. I felt every spasm milk me. Door banging became frantic. I was on the edge. One more minute of savage thrusting and I exploded inside the condom, vision going white.

Total penetration time: five-and-a-half minutes of pure madness. She completely forgot her panties. She just yanked her skirt down and bolted. She told the waiter breathlessly, “Bag bhule gechilam, Uber waiting!” (Forgot the bag, Uber is waiting outside!) and vanished down the stairs.

I stuffed her soaked black lace trophy into my pocket, zipped up, and stepped out cool as ice.

Waiter glared murder: “Sir ki korchen apnara? Alada washroom ache, camera ache!” (What are you doing? Cameras are here; we have separate washrooms.)

Me: “Hoe geche dada, COVID-er por etodin dhore… bujhtei toh paren.” (It’s been so long because of COVID-19, hope you understand.)

Didn’t wait for an answer, just strode out.

Outside, we laughed like lunatics, adrenaline crackling. Winter night, empty Kolkata streets shimmering. I kissed her hard, squeezed that ass one last time, and booked her Uber. She kept whispering, “Couldn’t have enough of you, criminal.”

Later on, chat:
Martina: “I forgot my panties because of you, criminal!”

I sent her a photo of her soaked lace in my fist.

Martina: “You’re dead!”

Video called, laughed till stomach hurt, promised each other a full night very soon.

Loved it? Hated it? Women — ever had sex in public and almost got caught? Guys — would you lose your mind if waiters were banging the door while you’re in this position?

Hit me up, tell me everything: [email protected].

Hello friends, main apni nayi story ke saath wapas aa gaya hoon. Aisi sach kahani padhne ke baad ummeed hai ki aap sabko bahut achha lagega.

Pichli story mein hi maine bataya tha ki meri girlfriend mujhse choti hai, par uska figure kisi badi ladki jaisa hai. Jinhone pichli story nahi padhi hai, unke liye bata doon ki meri girlfriend mere ghar ke bilkul saamne waale ghar mein hi rehti hai. Woh meri behan jaisi thi, par pyaar mein koi kuch dekhta hai nahi.

Meri girlfriend bahut khoobsurat hai. Uske body ki growth jaldi hi dikhne lagi thi. Isliye first year mein hi uska figure badi ladkiyon jaisa ho chuka tha. Uski thighs mote hain aur uski gaand bhi bahut badi hai, par kamar patli hai.

Iss baar maine uski aur uski mummy dono ke saath maza kiya hai. Uski mummy bhi bahut hi sexy type ki hain. Pehle se hi uski mummy mujhe achchi lagti thi, unki figure ke wajah se. Uski mummy puri MILF type hain. Thick thighs aur gaand ke saath bade boobs, jiski cleavage hamesha ghar par dikhti rehti hai mujhe.

Uski mummy ko hamare baare mein sab pata tha ki main unki beti se pyaar karta hoon. Pehle toh unhonne kaha, “Meri beti teri behan jaisi hai… tujhe bhaiya bolti hai aur tu ussi se pyaar kar raha hai?”

Par kuch din baad, unhonne sab maan liya. Aur hamare beech relations achche hone lage. Ab humara beech mein bahut achchi relationship hai, aur uski mummy bhi mujhe apni beti ke boyfriend ke roop mein bahut pasand karti hai.

Chaliye, ab story par aate hain.

Kyunki aunty ka husband bahar rehta hai kaam ki wajah se, toh woh bahut dino se kahin nahi gayi thi. Aur meri girlfriend bhi bahut zid kar rahi thi ki kahin ghumne le jaane ke liye. Hum teeno ne theek kiya ki, “Chalo, kahin ghumne chalte hain kuch dino ke liye.”

Mere ghar mein koi problem nahi thi kyunki main bol deta tha ki friends ke saath ghumne ja raha hoon. Hum log ne ek din YouTube dekh kar Orissa ka ek unexplored naya beach dekhne ka faisla kiya.

April ki garmiyon mein ek din hum subah-subah train pakad ke chale gaye beach pe. Zyada time nahi laga hume pahunchne mein. Dopahar mein hi pahunch kar hum log ne ek homestay liya, bilkul beach ke saamne, jahan room se hi samundar pura dikhta tha.

Room lene ke baad, hum log lunch kar ke fresh hoke beach mein ghum rahe the. Aise karte karte raat 9 baj gayi. Phir hum log ne jaldi dinner karke room mein laut gaye. Change karke meri girlfriend ne ek top aur shorts pehan liya.

Uski mummy bathroom mein jaakar change karne lagi aur ek yellow sleeveless nighty pehan ke bahar aayi. Jab woh nikli, toh main bathroom mein gaya change karne. Maine andar jaakar dekha ki uski mummy ki panty abhi bhi bathroom mein hai; woh le jaana bhool gayi.

Maine uski mummy ki panty haath mein utha kar dekha ki kitni badi hai size mein, aur pasine ke wajah se geeli bhi hai. Mere andar orgasm hone laga. Toh maine unki panty jeebh se chaat li. Kuch der baad maine wahi par unki panty rakh kar change karke bahar aaya.

Single bed room tha, toh woh dono bed par hi the aur baatein kar rahe the. Mere aane ke baad, main bhi baat karne laga ki, “Chalo, kuch games khelte hain… itni jaldi neend nahi aayegi.”

Par uski mummy ne bola ki, “Main bahut tired hoon… mujhe sone hai.”

Maine bola, “Please, aunty… chalo, Truth or Dare khelte hain.”

Woh boli ki “Kaise khelte hai ye?”

Maine unhe samjhaya ki bottle leke spin karte hain. Jis taraf bottle ka muh hoga, usse ‘truth’ hoga toh sab sach bolna hoga jo bhi poocha jaaye. Aur agar ‘dare’ hoga toh samnewala jo bhi bolega, woh use karna padega.

Iske baad hum log khelne lage. Shuruwat mein zyada maza nahi aa raha tha kyunki sab kuch bahut simple chal raha tha. Par kuch der baad, asli khel shuru hua jab ek baar dare padhne ke baad maine apni girlfriend ko bola ki, “Mujhe kiss karo.”

Uski mummy bolne lagi, “Mere saamne kiss karne sharam nahi aayegi tujhe?”

Maine bola, “Ye toh dare hai… ab toh karna hi padega.”

Iske baad ajeeb-o-gareeb daare khelne lage hum log. Jaise maine uski mummy ko dare mein bola ki, “Kutta bano aur bhaukho.”

Uski mummy sach mein bed se utar ke kutti ban gayi aur bhaukhi. Uske baad dare aur bhi dark hone lage. Meri girlfriend ne mujhe dare mein diya ki main chaddi pehan kar bahar nikalun floor mein ek round chaloon.

Waise toh puri jagah kaafi khali thi; zyada log nahi the, aur iss homestay par bhi sirf 3 hi family thi, jisme se do family ground floor par thi aur hum log sirf first floor par akele the. Aur unexplored beach ke wajah shaam ke baad hi andhera ho jaata tha puri beach mein, kyunki development abhi kuch hua nahi tha zyada.

Maine apni pant utaar kar chaddi mein floor ka ek chakkar kata aur phir room mein aaya, aur woh dono mujhe dekh kar has rahi thi. Mujhe gussa aaya, toh iss baar maine bhi dare mein meri girlfriend ko bol diya ki nangi hokar room ke bahar chalna padega.

Meri girlfriend sun ke uski mummy ki taraf dekhne lagi. Uski mummy ne bola, “Aisa nahi hoga.”

Maine bola, “Mere baar mein aapne kuch nahi kaha? Ab karna padega dare complete.”

Woh chup ho gayi.

Meri girlfriend kapde utaarne lagi. Pehle usne apni top nikali aur phir apni innerwear. Uske boobs bahar aa gaye, jinhe dekh kar mera lund khada ho gaya. Uske baad usne apni shorts utaari, phir apni blue colour ki panty utaari. Poori tarah nangi ho gayi aur room ke bahar jaakar chal ke aayi, jo ki hum log room se dekh rahe the. Use nangi dekh kar uski gaand dabane ka bahut mann kar raha tha.

Iske baad uski mummy ne bola, “Ab game bandh karo.”

Maine bola, “Kyun aunty? Darr gayi ki aapko bhi karna padega isliye?”

Toh aunty ne kaha, “Mujhe koi darr nahi, par game pasand nahi aa raha mujhe.”

Maine bola, “Darr nahi lagta toh game bandh nahi hoga.”

Uski mummy phir boli, “Mujhe koi darr nahi… main aise hi kar sakti hoon.”

Phir maine bola, “Kar ke toh dikhao phir.”

Uski mummy dare lene ke liye ready ho gayi, par maine kaha, “Agar aapko darr nahi lagta toh aap beach par nangi hokar jaayengi?”

Uski mummy ne bola, “Nahi… woh nahi kar sakti main.”

Maine bola, “Aap haar gayi. Waise bhi, bahar dekhiye… shaam ke baad, beach poori andheri hai… koi log nahi hain… aur ab toh raat 10 bhi baj gayi hai… koi nahi hoga beach par.”

Uski mummy ne phir bola, “Main taiyaar hoon… par tum log bhi mere saath aaoge… aur Som, main tumhe ekbaar beach pe le jaati hoon sirf.”

Maine answer diya flirt karke, “Dekhna hi toh hai aapka.”

Meri girlfriend gussa hokar boli, “Chup karo tum… sharam nahi aati tumhe?”

Phir hum log beach pe gaye, gate khol kar, kyunki gate ki chabi desk par hi thi niche. Aur sab log so bhi chuke the, toh hum chupke beach pe chale gaye. Beach pura andhera tha, sirf lehrein aa rahi thi aur zorr se hawa chal rahi thi. Bahut maza aa raha tha, par darr bhi lag raha tha ki, “Kahi se koi dekh toh nahi raha!”

Phir hum kuch der chal ke rauke aur uski mummy apni yellow colour ki nighty utaarne lagi, aur meri girlfriend ke haathon mein de di. Andhere mein bhi nazar aa raha tha ki nighty ke andar safed bra pehni hui hai aur black panty. Bra bhi utaar di.

Maine dekha ki unke bade-bade boobs bahar aa chuke hain. Bahut hi bade hain unke boobs aur unke nipples bhi bahut mote hain.

Iske baad, unhone apni panty utaari, toh dekha unki chut par bahut baal hain aur unki badi gaand bahut tight hai.

Sab utaarne ke baad uski mummy ne bola, “Chalo, ab tum dono bhi utaaro sab kuch.”

Main aur meri girlfriend bhi sab kuch utaar ke ek jagah par rakh diya. Ab hum teen hi pure nange the.

Maine uski mummy ko bola, “Aapki figure toh bahut hot hai.”

Ye sunkar woh boli, “Mujhe pata hai, par tum mere figure par nahi, meri beti ki figure dekho. Girlfriend woh hi tumhari hai… main nahi.”

Par main toh dekhta hi reh gaya unki figure. Woh bahut gori hai, toh aisa lag raha tha ki koi porn star mere saamne apni bade boobs aur tight ass lekar khadi hai.

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Achha laga hai toh comments kijiye part 2 padhne ke liye… bye.