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Hello, I am Jeet, and this is a story of how I may get a chance to fuck my wife’s best friend for 2 days. And the best part? The ladies initiated it. Before jumping in, I want to introduce you to the characters.

I am Jeet – I am 5’9’’. I am light brown skinned and not a bulky body.
My Wife – Nidhi – She is between 5’6’’ and 5’7’’. She is almost the same skin colour as me. She has medium-sized breasts.

My Wife’s best friend – Shruti – She is 5’7’’. She is the fairest in the group. But she is still brownish. Her breasts are a little bigger than Nidhi’s.
Shruti’s Husband Aryan – He is 5’8’’ or maybe a little less than 5’9’’. He has a bulky body and is a little darker-skinned.

Now, let’s start with a story.

Nidhi and Shruti were the best friends in a medical college in India. They shared the same room in the hostel, so they became close. One of my friends had a girlfriend in the same hostel. So I went with him one day and met Nidhi.

When I first saw Nidhi, I was not in love or anything. I wanted to fuck her. So I decided to chat her up. Nidhi was not that interested in me. But I was, I wanted to fucker him so bad.

So, whenever my friend went to meet his girlfriend, I also went to meet her. Soon, she fell in love with me. And as a boy, I demanded to sleep with her.

One day, she sent Shruti out of the room for some time, and I got to fuck her. Man, that was so much pleasure. Soon we used to meet a lot and fuck a lot. And eventually, I fell for her as well.

One evening, Nidhi called me on her own. I went and started fucking her, but she told me to hold my horses, as I have all night. And the reason. Shruti was out, not at her home but at her boyfriend’s home. She was fucked by Aryan in a single night.

Soon, I moved to a foreign country for a job, and so did Aryan. After that, Nidhi applied for a nursing job in my country and got it. We started to live together. It was fun, and soon we got married.

After 2 years of marriage, Nidhi one day received a call from Shruti. They wanted to have a trip together. Nidhi asked me to tag along with them as Shruti’s husband was also coming.

We decided on a beach spot and went on the trip. We booked a villa with 2 rooms and a swimming pool. We also got a rental car. The trip was for 7 days. But we had to leave the villa on the 5th day, early morning, and we fought on the 7th day evening.

Our villa had a pool, and both of our wives were modern and bold.
Aryan: We are going to the pool. Are you guys joining us?
Jeet: I will ask Nidhi first, as we just came from tourist spots.

I went to the room.
Jeet: Aryan and Shruti are going to the pool, so?
Nidhi: Sure, let’s join them.
Jeet: No, I was saying we can have some private sexual time here.

I closed in on her with a kiss, but she pushed me.

Nidhi: You have that from tomorrow, now we are here to enjoy with friends.

I changed into my shorts and went to the pool. But before I arrived at the pool, I heard and saw from a distance. They were not swimming. Aryan was pulling and holding Shruti close. And kissing her neck and pressing her breasts. Shruti was pushing him away. Finally, Shruti pushed him.

Shruti: Not here, if they come up, it will be embarrassing.
Aryan: What is there to be embarrassed about? They have also done it.

Aryan was moving closer to Shruti, and Shruti was going away from him with a playful smile. Then Nidhi came down as well, and I started talking loudly with Nidhi. Then they both stopped.

Shruti was wearing a yellow bra and black shorts. Looking at her made me wanna fuck her, but I can’t. But Nidhi was not less. She was wearing a Dark blue bikini. We spend some time at the pool.

I was sometimes staring at Shruti, especially at her bra and her cleavage, which was visible. I also saw Aryan eye-banging Nidhi a few times.

After some time, we went to our room. I forgot my watch and went to the pool. I can peek inside Aryan’s and Shruti’s room. Aryan had Shruti against the wall and lifted. Neither of them had their pants or underwear, and he was inside her. He was kissing her wildly and thrusting her hard.

Shruti pushed him away and whispered something to him. Aryan went to the drawer and took a condom out. Shruti had a smile and unhooked her bra, and she led his hand inside the shower.

My imagination was running wild. How wild can he fuck Shruti? But my dick also wanted some sexual pleasure. I entered the room and saw Nidhi, and the only towel was wrapped around her body. I removed her towel and pushed her onto the bed. I removed all my clothes and jumped on her.

Nidhi: What? Now?
Jeet: I want to play with you.

I started kissing her and fingering her. I was hard not because of Nidhi but seeing Aryan and Shruti having sex. Image of Aryan ploughing Shruti like a madman was running wild in my mind. I applied a condom and fucked her.

In the evening, we met downstairs. Aryan and I were talking and playing chess. At the same time, Girls were sitting near the poolside. Now the further conversation has happened according to what Nidhi has told me.

Nidhi: So, how is your married life going?
Shruti: Very nice. Aryan is the best man I could get. What about you?
Nidhi: Yeah, but…
Shruti: But what?
Nidhi: I am bored with having continuous sex with him. We tried positions as well, but it’s still him fucking me.
Shruti: Then grow a dick, and you fuck him.
Nidhi: Haha, funny. Don’t you think that you ever wanted to feel another man down there as excitement?
Shruti: What?
Nidhi: I am not talking about cheating with my man, just feeling someone else down there with his consent.
Shruti: Well, he won’t?
Nidhi: Didn’t you think about it anytime?
Shruti: I did a few times, but I can’t. I am never going to cheat on Aryan.
Nidhi: How about you don’t cheat and still have some fun with another man?
Shruti: Other random man? No. Men’s breed is lusty and horny. If I sleep with someone else, I don’t know what that man will do with me the entire night.
Nidhi: How about a man who won’t cross that line, and Aryan won’t have a problem with it, plus you can enjoy a lot.
Shruti: Umm, who?
Nidhi: Jeet
Shruti: What? Why will Aryan allow me to sleep with Jeet of all?
Nidhi: He will be busy
Shruti: Busy where?
Nidhi: Fucking me in bed
Shruti: So you are suggesting a partner swap for a night? Why?
Nidhi: We discussed our sex lives yesterday, for that I can say, Aryan is an intense and serious man in bed, while Jeet is Playful and adventurous. I want to feel intense sex that will help me get lost in the world of sexual pleasure,
Shruti: While I get to experience a new adventure side in bed, which will keep my focus on pleasure.
Nidhi: What do you think?
Shruti: I would like to try.

Soon, they came and talked with us.
Nidhi: So, Jeet, would you like to sleep with Shruti while I sleep with Aryan?
Aryan: What?
Jeet: What the fuck are you talking about?
Shruti: Exactly what your dirty brains are thinking, a chance to have sex with another woman for a night

There was silence.
Jeet: Oh, it’s time to return the rental car. Aryan, let’s return the car.
Aryan: Yeah, sure.

We evaded the situation and ran out. But my mind was filled with the image of me fucking Shruti in a bed. And yes, I wanted to fuck. Now rest depended on Aryan.

We stopped at a stop sign and started talking.
Jeet: What the fuck was that back in the room?
Aryan: No need to be shocked, I know what your brain has.
Jeet: So you want to fuck Nidhi?
Aryan: Yes, and you with Shruti?
Jeet: Yes.
Aryan: If at the pool, it would have been Nidhi and me; I would have started to close and seduce her in sex at the pool.
Jeet: Well, I would have barged into Shruti’s room and seduced her to sleep with me.
Aryan: A lifetime opportunity that men dream of is in front of us.
Jeet: And I know exactly how to get the full juice of it!
Aryan: How?
Jeet: Well, we technically have 2 days remaining in our hands tomorrow at 9 am, we leave, but with each other’s partner in a different direction. And for 2 days, we can have a lot of sexual pleasure.
Aryan: They may say yes for a night, but for 2 days, hard pass!
Jeet: Well, tell them that we will accept it if they accept our condition blindly.

We returned our car and got two new rental cars that we can drop off at the airport. We saw that the two ladies were still in the living room of the villa.

Nidhi: So what do you guys think?
Aryan: We accept your proposal, but we have a condition of our own
Shruti: What condition?
Jeet: We will tell you about it once you accept the condition.
Nidhi: That’s unfair.
Jeet: No, if we accept your demand, you must accept ours blindly.
Shruti: Okay
Nidhi Fine, I guess.
Aryan: We won’t swap tonight. Tomorrow, we move to a different hotel at a different location. I will take Nidhi with Jeet, and Shruti with me. For 2 days, we will have a swap and return to the airport with swapped partners, and then go home with our own partners.
Nidhi: That long?
Shruti: Yeah, you guys are super horny, you will fuck us a lot.
Jeet: So what? Didn’t you want to swap the partners? This is our deal.

Shruti and Nidhi discussed this with each other.
Shruti: We think we can do this
Nidhi: Yeah.

Jeet: So final, let’s meet tomorrow.

We went to sleep, but it was hard. I was excited to have sex with Shruti, but at the same time, I had to leave Nidhi with another man. He could do whatever he wanted with her.

Soon, we drift into sleep. We woke up. I got ready and went outside.

Aryan was already there with Shruti and Nidhi. Nidhi was wearing a pink top, and inside she was wearing a white bralette. That was her bold dress. Once remove the top, your bralette is transparent, and nipples would be visible a little. It was her sorry dress.

So whenever I am angry, she wears that and makes my dick hard. But this time it’s not the case, I knew Aryan was already hard and that kind of gift will make him fuck Nidhi like a madman.

Shruti was nothing less; she was wearing a blue sleeveless crop top and black pants. And she was looking hot. I wanted to remove her clothes at that moment itself.

We talked, handed the keys, and went to the cars. I saw Nidhi going to Aryan’s car and sitting with him. At the same time, I was joined by Shruti. I left the parking spot.

Shruti: So, where is our hotel?
Jeet: You know the hotel situated on the cliff? Yeah, I got the cliff view room, and we can see the beach as well.
Shruti: Wow, that is going to be such a great view to look at.
Jeet: Yeah, I hope you enjoy the view
Shruti: Aren’t you going to enjoy the view as well?
Jeet: I am going to enjoy a different view, the view of your nude body.

Shruti’s eyes were wide, but I wanted to assert my dominance by saying that I was going to fuck her. There was an awkward silence in the car. We reached the hotel, and we checked in. I closed the door of the room. Shruti was sitting on the sofa, and behind her was a wall and a huge bed.

Everywhere I saw was not furniture but a position to fuck Shruti. She was sitting on the sofa, calmly looking at the scenery. But what I wanted was her breasts. I joined her on the sofa and slipped my hand up her crop top and started cupping her breast. Her eyes were wide in shock.

She tried to push me, but I had a firm hand on her breast and pulled her closer.

Shruti: What are you doing?
Jeet: You know exactly what I want to do
Shruti: Not now, at night.

I started to press her breast fast and hard, and I whispered in her ear.

Jeet: Are you sure you want to reject my advances?
Shruti: What?
Jeet: It’s not a problem we don’t fuck now, but my male ego might get hurt, and I may be extra rough with you at night.
Shruti: Extra rough?
Jeet: Yes, at night, I will—

As I spoke that, Shruti kissed me on the lips, a light kiss. I pulled her close and started kissing her deeply and pressing her breasts. We kissed for a few minutes. She got out of the sofa.

Jeet: To bed it seems.

Shruti went towards the bed. There was a sliding door which I closed. I closed the curtains, and the room was filled with lust. I came close to her and stood in front of her. I pulled her crop top up, revealing her strapless black bra. I pushed her against the wall and stared, kissing her neck and pressing her breasts.

As I was enjoying her body with my mouth, the phone rang. Her phone.

Shruti: Let me check who it is.
I pulled her towards me.
Jeet: No, I know who it is.
Shruti: Who?
Jeet: Your best friend and my wife, Nidhi
Shruti: Oh, let me pick it up
Jeet: No, I want to tell her indirectly that you have already spread your legs to me and I am fucking you.

But she tried to go outside, and I unhooked her bra. As it was a strapless bra, it fell in an instant. She covered her breasts instantly with her hands.

I pushed her onto the bed and started removing her pants. The only clothes she had on her body were her panties. I removed my pants, and my pick was hard and poking out of my underwear. I climbed on her and took out my dick and rubbed it on her navel.

Jeet: For 2 days, you are mine. I can do whatever I want with you.

I went for a lip lock, but she refused. I pulled her hands away from her breast and started sucking them hard. I feel I bit her left breast. I kissed her neck with my wet mouth, while my dick was lingering on her belly.

I left her there and went to my bag and removed a pack of condoms. It was thin condoms so that I could feel her pussy. I removed her panties and saw that delicious pussy. I applied a condom in a hurry and inserted my dick in her.

I didn’t lie down on her as I stroked her with my dick; I saw her expression and her breasts jiggle. I increased my speed and stopped in between. I thrust her hard; I could see her eyes flinch.

Jeet: How are you doing there?
Shruti: Come on now, do it fast!
Jeet: You want it fast? Come up here and give me those breasts of yours to press and suck.

I removed my dick, and she got up. But I pulled her in a surprise deep kiss. I enjoyed her taste. And left her. I sat upright and asked her to sit on my lap, facing me. As she went to sit on my lap, I penetrated her and pulled her close.

I started moving fast inside her while I was sucking and kissing her breasts. I can feel her moans coming from her throat while I was sucking her breast. I was playing with her at speed. I was slow sometimes and then got fast.

Soon, I threw her on the bed on her back and climbed on her. I was on top and her legs around my waist. I started fucking her as fast as I could. There was a mirror near, and she was looking in it. I also saw how beautiful it was, how I was fucking her, it got me extra hard. I started moving extra fast and hard.

He eyes were squinted, and her breasts looked delicious, and finally, the moan. His mouth was open, and I caught it with mine. I watered my mouth and went for a deep kiss. My hand moved on her breast and pressed it harshly. I was about to cum, and I finally did.

I got out of bed and went to the washroom to clean up. When I came back, she was still in bed but with her phone, calling someone.

Shruti: It was Nidhi, but she is not picking up her phone.
Jeet: Well, she has a reason.
Shruti: What reason?
Jeet: What about your husband and his dick? He must be fucking her now, looks like.

Shruti was crestfallen as the man she loved was in bed with another woman, but so was she. But I was not down with her. I grabbed her breasts instantly and started squeezing them.

Shruti: What are you doing?
Jeet: You are mine now, and yet you refused to kiss me.
Shruti: So? You are not my husband or anything.
Jeet: But I am the man who is fucking you tonight. So if what about you kiss me deeply and try convincing me.
Shruti: Convince what?
Jeet: That I don’t put my dick in your mouth at night.

Shruti was in shock.

Shruti: You can’t do that!
Jeet: I will, tonight, if you don’t start kissing me deeply now.

She was staring at me, but she had no option. Her warm lips met my wet lips. I was kissing her crazily. I pulled her on top of me. But soon I started sucking her breast and drifted off to sleep.

For me, this was just a trailer. I was going to fucked her hard at night, and I had 2 nights. And man, I enjoyed her body a lot. But at the same time, my wife’s body was enjoyed by another man in bed.

The next part of the story is how Aryan fucked Nidhi for the first time.

Hello dears, this is a continuation of my incident with my neighbour. Apologies for the delay in posting. Please read the previous part.

I am Deb, age 30, basically from Kolkata but settled in the US (names changed for privacy). Now, let me introduce the heroine of the story – Shahina, age 37, married with no kids. She has perfect curves in the right places, and her size is 36-28-34. Please read the first part.

It happened on the day when her husband had to travel to a nearby place in the US for official work for 3 days. The day arrived, and we were eagerly waiting. I saw her husband leaving in a chauffeur service provided by the airline.

Once her husband left, I received a call on my mobile. It was none other than my hot chocolate neighbour. She asked me, “Are you ready for the day?” and I decided to play along.

Me- Ready for what?
Sahina – To devour your neighbour’s unused pussy
Me- I have not been well for the past 2 days, and I am not in a position to have sex.

She got a bit worried.
Sahina – Oh, baby. What happened. I hope nothing serious.
Me – Yeah, nothing serious.
Sahina – Hope we need to find some other alternative for the first sex.
Me – Maybe yes.

She mentioned she will cook food for me and not to worry about things. I felt pity and her care for me.

Meanwhile, I have decided to decorate my place for the ultimate day. I have trimmed my beard and pubic region. Have bought sandalwood candles and have positioned them to enhance the mood.

I have decorated the bed and bathtub with roses and placed a bottle of champagne. It is my darling’s favourite brand.

I took a shower, and I decided to play the game for some time, so I was lying on the couch to show her I’m still not well.

She came around 1 PM, and the moment she saw her, she was worried. I was putting up an act, so she still thinks I’m not well. She came near me and was feeling my body temperature, and she asked whether I am taking tablets regularly.

She then asked me to eat lunch, which she had prepared and was feeding me. She was in a T-shirt and pyjamas, and I could see she was not wearing her bra. I was feeling her body and lying on her lap, telling her that I’m not well.

Sahina – I’ll stay here for the next three days, and I will take care of you.

She said she will clear the vessels and come back, and I’m not ready to leave her.

I said, “I want to sleep, and let’s go to the bedroom, and it’s time to break the silence.”

I took her to the bedroom. The moment I opened the door. She was shocked and was in tears of happiness. She looked at me with fake anger, and immediately she understood my play and hugged me tightly so that her nipple poked my chest.

She was so happy and started kissing me. I stopped her forcefully. I gave her a package which had a beautiful satin gown that I had bought for her for this day, and I said I’ll also get ready.

I have asked her to use the adjacent room to get ready and come. I have placed her make-up products and her favourite perfume inside.

Meanwhile, I have changed to a black t-shirt and blue denim. I waited for the whole 30 minutes, which was hell.

When it was over, there was a knock and bang, there she is, my beautiful angel. I was literally stalking her for some time until she threw a band, which she tied on her head, and let loose.

She is so hot, and I couldn’t take my eyes off her. Let me describe her dress, which I have selected for the day. It is a red colour, sleeveless night suit with a thread to hold. I have bought a strapless half cup bra (I know her sizes) and the gown ends 2 inches right above her knees.

The gown is so body-hugging, and I could see her cleavage, which is an invitation to lick and suck. I have kept perfect heels to match the costume, and she has taken good care of her feet.

I moved slowly towards her and said She is such a diva. The moment I said, she couldn’t control her blush and hid her face like a newlywed girl.

The day is just about to start with my hot Muslim neighbour. I lifted her face and brought it near. Our lips were inches apart. I withdrew my face without kissing her. She became angry and pulled me.

Me – Wait, darling, we have 2 days and much more to come. Let’s enjoy our honeymoon.

I took the champagne and opened it, poured one for me and one for her. We had our first round by raising it for a day.

After completing the drink, I first dropped to my knees and removed her heels. I kissed her feet, and I started licking her feet. She held my head and was asking me to get up, as this is not good.

I said this is not good, I’m going to lick every inch of you. I started to lick her feet and moved slowly up. I started licking her thighs. She was caressing my hair. I gave a love bite on her thighs.

She started moaning and pulled me up to kiss. We started to kiss vigorously and sucking each other. Broke out in a kiss to take some breath.

We kissed for a good 10 minutes, and that was the best kiss ever. She started to kiss again, but this time with more passion and love. She said, “I love you, Deb,” and started crying.

I will take a break here and will update what happened in the next part.
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Quick facts about us –
Pari: 31-year-old, divorced after a 4-year-long marriage, 5’5″, 36C-30-32, fair, long hair, cute lips and a lovely smile
Me (Aman): 31-year-old, married for 1.5 years, 5’8″, 5.5″ dick, frequent runner.

She had been my best friend since childhood. We grew up as family friends. Her parents shifted to Delhi later, and then we would meet for a week once/twice a year, and I would look forward to that time of the year. We texted and chatted on the phone regularly.

For some reason, I never erotically saw her prior to her marriage. She was always beautiful – but the post-marriage glow made her hot. She also became bolder in her clothing as her husband had no restrictions, and she’d show off quite some skin in her Instagram pictures.

I was in awe. Maybe this and the fact that we didn’t chat as much after her marriage, and even less after mine, made me long for her. We’d speak on birthdays and meet once/twice a year.

She divorced her husband after 4 years of marriage, over family-related issues. She didn’t tell me much about it. She eventually shifted to Munich for work and started living there alone. Had tried keeping in touch, but my (newly) married life took over, too.

6 months later, I got an opportunity to visit Germany for a month, for work purposes. I would be pretty much in Munich except for a week in Belgium. I told Pari about this, and she insisted I come live with her in her 2BHK.

I was hesitant initially. But when she said that she’s anyway alone in this big country and would be great to have her bestie’s company, I complied. I reached there in the evening, and she came to receive me at the airport.

She was wearing a white top and dark blue leggings, and she was looking wow! She had transformed her figure and was likely working out, which was visible in her muscles and curves. The first couple of days were normal. I got used to the timezone and the new people at work.

She was also busy with her work. In the evenings, she’d hit the gym, and I’d go for a run, so we’d mostly interact later at night. We would have dinner at home, chat and go to sleep in our separate rooms. After a long time since her divorce, I would see her smile heartily.

Friday night: Then came Friday night, we chilled with beers on a sofa at home, and she finally opened up about the actual reasons behind her divorce. Tears trickled down her face. I couldn’t see her like that and hugged her, without saying much. It was a quiet hug, but we stayed like that for about 5 minutes.

She eventually stopped crying, and I could feel her heavy breathing on my chest and her face on my shoulders. That night, we finally felt connected again. We kept talking some more and headed into our rooms almost early at 3 am.

She texted me from her room – “Thank you, this was much needed, especially the hug.” I replied, “Anytime for you”

Saturday night: She took me sightseeing on Saturday, we visited some museums, cafes and other places of interest. She was wearing a yellow flowy dress with a deep cleavage, with toned arms and legs. I’ll be honest, I was turned on. I had put on a light white shirt and jeans.

Throughout the day, I kept complimenting her (which she playfully brushed aside) and clicking her candids. We visited a pub later that evening, got drunk and danced a lot. It was loud, so I went closer to her ear and said she looked cute when drunk.

“Only when drunk?” she replied.

“No, I didn’t mean it that way. You’re always cute.”, I said. An awkward pause followed between us for some time.

“I wish that hug never ended”, she said.

I was surprised and aroused. I went closer and took her in my arms. We hugged for a while, but this time I was bolder and ran my hands through her bare back. She held me tighter around the waist. I ended the hug and took my lips closer to hers. She was breathing heavily but didn’t retract.

I kissed her on her luscious lips, and she kissed me back. Two best friends in a relatively unknown country, kissing like there’s no tomorrow. We stopped after a while and took a cab back home. We held hands but didn’t speak a word. No background noise from the pub now, and it was an awkward silence between us.

I was hoping we would continue where we left off when we got home. As soon as we reached, she rushed to her room and bolted her door. Dejected, I went back to mine. No texts that night.

Sunday: I saw her the next morning, and she had made 2 cups of coffee. We avoided eye contact and didn’t speak much beyond Sunday plans. I had to take a flight later in the afternoon to Belgium. I was busy packing, wrapping, and doing some prep work, etc.

We had lunch, and I headed to the airport. I reached my hotel that night and wound down early to be fresh at work. She texted later that night, “I am sorry, didn’t know what to say after that kiss. Have a good trip.” I saw it on Monday morning, and couldn’t gauge much about the tone.

I just replied, “I understand. I wish that kiss had never ended.” I was taking my chances. The rest of the work week was normal. The best parts were her 2-3 texts during the day. She’d send me random selfies from her office, her gym (she looked damn!) or from the cozy of her home.

Thursday night: She texted with a selfie from her bedroom captioned “come back soon, ‘home’ misses you!” I could figure she was wearing a spaghetti top, and I was taken aback. I was scheduled to return Friday night and decided to take another shot at being with her.

I took a shirtless selfie in the hotel bathroom (good lighting and post-run pump helped) and shared it with a caption, “I miss ‘home’ too.” No replies to that, just a heart-react emoji. I got back to Munich on Friday evening, headed to her place with flowers.

She opened the door wearing a sleeveless red dress. I could see her boobs bulging out. Hair tied in a neat pony. Dim lights in the living room with candles and a wine bottle in the centre. I gave her the flowers, and she blushed. As she turned around, I could see her walking back very seductively.

We filled our glasses with wine and told each other about our work week. I was having a hard time not looking down her neck or her milky thighs. There was anticipation and excitement in the air. Two glasses down, I went closer to her and kissed her.

I was clear that I wouldn’t let go of this opportunity. She was kissing me back and holding me tight. My left hand was in her hair, and my right slid down her left shoulder and grazed her side boob. That was so soft! I broke the kiss and looked again into her eyes.

She started kissing me again – this time our tongues fighting, exchanging saliva and feeling each other. I slid her dress straps down till her belly, while she was unbuttoning my shirt as we kissed. We were both topless in no time. My hands went straight to her boobs.

They were big but not saggy at all, pillowy soft with brown nipples. I took one in my mouth as I pressed the other one hard. I sucked, licked and flicked her nipples and kept sucking them alternately. She was in a trance, just running her fingers through my hair.

Minutes later, I slid down her dress completely and saw her lacy black panties. She looked like a vixen. I kissed her pussy over her panties and kept licking like that. I could hear light moans from her and feel her heavy breathing. I lay her down on the sofa and slid down her panties, exposing her heaven.

She had a bit of hair, but it looked neat and lightly trimmed. A musty aroma hit my nostrils as I brought my face close, adored her pussy for a while and gave it a light kiss. I went back up to kiss her as my right hand felt her pussy and started fingering her.

I started slow and gradually increased the pace. As soon as I found the spot on her labia, she heaved a heavy breath. I knew I had found it and kept at it with my right hand, my left hand pinching her nipple. My tongue playing with hers – all senses engaged. In a few minutes, she came with a loud moan.

I was not done – I wanted to give her a very good time selflessly. As she caught her breath, I started sucking her boobs again, much like a grown-up kid. Her moans were now seductive. After a few minutes, I went down on her and started licking her inner thighs, gradually moving up to the pussy.

I finally reached her pussy. She pulled both my hands up to her boobs and pressed her hands on top of mine. I started making circles with my tongue on her pussy and kept pushing my tongue in. Alternatively, she played with her clit too. Circles, tongue in/out, flicking the clit.

I continued this rhythm and could feel her heavy breaths as her boobs expanded. I maintained the pace, took my time, and she cum in about 10 minutes for the second time, with a loud moan. I came back up and kissed her boobs, and then kissed her.

We kissed for a bit, and she pushed me back on the sofa and slid down my jeans. I was wearing boxers, but was rock hard underneath. As she took my boxers off, my dick sprang up near her face. I kept it trimmed. She licked my balls, then the tip of my dick and then slowly started sucking it.

She seemed to be a pro and enjoyed the entire girth and length of it, while simultaneously pressing my balls. I loved the feeling. What was unique was how she played with my balls; she knew it was typically an erogenous zone but typically unattended. She would have made me cum just by playing with my balls.

She stopped after a while, went back to my jeans and pulled out a condom from the wallet (I indicated to her), and as she rolled it on me, she took my dick again in her mouth. After a minute, she came on top and started riding me gradually. She was tight.

Her boobs, though taut, were now jiggling as she took the entire length in. Her hands were on my chest as she increased the speed. I matched her rhythm, and we just kept fucking for a few minutes. I pressed her ass (hadn’t given much attention to it yet).

I had still not come but was almost at the verge after 8 minutes of fucking (and the sucking before that). To avoid blasting, I changed positions and came behind her. She bent over with one leg on the sofa and another on the floor, and I thrusted her from behind.

It was so amazing that I spanked her a couple of times, to which she moaned loudly. I was crazy and took my index finger to her asshole, and she screamed. I didn’t go deep and kept playing with it as I drilled her. I think she cum again as her pussy twitched and contracted, and she just fell on her stomach to the sofa.

I took a breather, turned her around and finally came into missionary position. Our eyes met as I fucked her, her legs on my shoulders and my hands on her boobs. She pulled me closer as I went deeper and dug her nails into my back.

We had no care in the world. We were just us in a different country, grinding our bodies together. I couldn’t go on for longer at that moment and came in the condom while still inside her. I just fell on top of her, near her neck.

You’d notice there are no words exchanged in all of this. It’s because there were none. We didn’t know what to say, and our bodies did all the talking. We passed out on the sofa for almost 30 minutes. My eyes opened, and my dick had come out along with the condom.

I went to the bathroom to pee and clean up, while thinking about what happens now. When I came out, I didn’t see Pari on the sofa, her glass of wine empty and her bedroom door closed. I got the hint, finished my glass and went to my room. A few minutes later, I heard a knock on the door.

Seeing me awake, Pari came in, still butt naked, and slid into the covers beside me. She faced me and said in a drunk, heavy but cute voice, “Thanks, Aman.” Before I could say anything, she kissed me. Then she went to my nipples and started licking them.

I was so turned on – her hand went to my dick, and she started jerking it. She played with my chest and jerked me for 10 minutes, and right when I was about to cum. She removed the covers, jumped and took it all in her mouth. I had little time to react to all this, amidst the half-drunk, half-sleepy and fully horny state.

She gulped it, wiped my dick clean and came up again to sleep beside me. All I could muster was, “Thanks a lot, Pari.” We cuddled and slept until late Saturday afternoon. When my eyes opened, I was worried that we’d face reality. She wasn’t in bed with me.

I put on my boxers and came out into the living room, seeing her in the kitchen making coffee, in nothing but my shirt from last night. A sight to behold. She came with two cups of coffee and went directly to planning for the weekend, suggesting a road trip.

I am glad there was no awkwardness. I came close and just kissed her forehead, to which she smiled. We sat on the sofa, and she sat facing me, keeping her bare legs on mine.

That’s all. We enjoyed the remainder of my month there, sleeping together every night, fucking every night. I came back, and we were friends like normal.

You may reach out to me at [email protected]. Unfortunately, between my full-time job and my married life, I don’t get time to respond to DMs often. I also don’t know what I am here for, hence not keen on sexting, etc. But I will try my best to respond to and communicate via email.

Hi friends, mera naam Shabeena hai. Lekin mujhe Shabbu kehkar zyada bulate hain. Meri shaadi ho chuki hai aur mere 3 bacche bhi hain. Mere pati ka accha khasa lund hai. Magar wo kaam ke liye zyada tar Haldia ek haftay ke liye aise chala jaata tha.

Mujhe lund aur paisa dono ki zaroorat thi. Lekin wo mujhe na lund waqt dete na paise waqt par dete the. Mujhe shopping karna bohot pasand hai. Isi wajah se mujhe paise chahiye.

Ab zyada bakwas bandh karke main seedhi kahani par aati hoon.

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Main aaj subah jaldi uthkar jaldi se bacchon ke liye breakfast aur tiffin taiyyar kar ke school bhej diya. Aur phir mujhe yaad aaya ki loan (sanga) banana tha lekin maine shopping pe kharch kar diya tha. Ab unse poochkar dekhti hoon, pata nahi wo kya bolenge.

Phir maine unse call milayi aur boli ki, “Aaj na sanga (loan) hai… main kya karun?”

Toh wo bole ki, “Kya karun ka kya matlab hai? Parson hi toh diye the… kya kiya?”

Main: “Maine saare paise shopping mein kharch kar diye hain.”

Pati (Raheem): “Toh isme main kya kar sakta hoon? Dekho, main ab paise nahi de sakta. Owner mujhe paise dene se inkaar kar diya hai… bol raha hai ki, ‘Pehle kaam finish karo… main tumhe phir doonga.’ Isliye main thodi soch ke bola, ‘Haan, theek hai, main adjust kar lunga.’”

Raheem: “Theek hai. Main tumhe agle week paise transfer kar dunga.”

Main: “Kyun? Aap nahi aa rahe ho kya?”

Raheem: “Nahi… yahan par zyada kaam hai… isliye nahi aa paunga. Theek hai?”

Main: “Hmm. Theek hai… rakhti hoon… aur paise bhi adjust karne hain.”

Raheem: “Theek hai.”

Iske baad main soch rahi thi ke main ab sunda rakhti hoon toh phir bohot der ho jayegi release karwane mein. Lekin tabhi Rehman (jisse sanga/loan bhi liya tha) paise dene aa raha tha. Tabhi mere dimaag mein idea aaya. Jaldi se main jaakar poore kapde utaar kar nangi, sirf ek nighty (maxi) mein jaakar chai banane lagi jaldi se.

Phir wo aaya. Tabhi main chowkne ka natak karte hue dekhkar poochi, “Kya baat hai aaj idhar, Rehman?” (Wo mere se chhota hai. Isliye main usse naam se bolti hoon aur wo bhi Shabbu di kehkar bulata hai.)

Rehman: “Nahi… bas aaye sange/loan ke paise dene aaya hoon.”

Main: “Aao andar. Kyun… itni jaldi mein kahan ja rahe ho?”

Rehman: “Kaam par nikalna tha, isliye… aur kahan. Uncle nazar nahi aa rahe hain?”

Main: “Wo Haldia gaye hain 2 hafte ke liye.”

Rehman: “Ooo accha. Theek hai… toh main chalta hoon, Shabbu di.”

Main: “Arre ruko… chai toh pi kar jao… bana rahi hoon.”

Rehman: “Nahi, rehne dijiye, Shabbu di.”

Main: “Arre… main apne liye bana rahi thi toh tum pee lo thodi si.”

Rehman: “Theek hai, di… aap toh har baar aise hi karti hain.”

Iss dauran chai ready ho gayi. Main use dene ke bahane jaakar jhukkar use mere boobs dikhane lagi. Wo bhi ghur raha tha aur maine neeche chai rakhkar uske lund ki taraf dekha toh uska lund dheere dheere apni position mein aa raha tha.

Main: “Kya hua?”

Rehman: “Kuch nahi.”

Phir main jaakar uske paas baith gayi aur use poocha, “Rehman, tumhare paas 10,000 hain kya?”

Rehman: “Nahi di… kyun… kya hua?”

Main: “Nahi… mere paas paise nahi hain… sanga/loan banne ke liye.”

Rehman: “Nahi… hai di. Aur sanga toh 5,000 hai… toh aur 5,000 kyun?”

Main: “Thoda shopping karna hai. Main tumhe agle mahine dedungi.”

Rehman: “Nahi agle mahine.”

Phir maine mera haath dheere se uske lund pe rakh diya aur sehlaane lagi aur use nashili aankhon se dekhne lagi aur boli, “Please do na, Rehman.” (Hoth katte hue)

Rehman: “Ye kya kar rahi ho, di?”

Maine uske lund ko bahar nikaala toh wo patthar ki tarah kharda ho gaya tha. Main use dekhkar muskurayi aur sehlate hue muh mein le liya. Phir wo bhi maze le raha tha. Tabhi maine nikaala aur boli, “Abhi nahi doge, kya?”

Rehman: “Kitne chahiye? 10,000 ya 15,000 chahiye?”

Main: “10,000 kaafi hain. Lekin tum dena chahte ho toh de sakte ho.”

Rehman: “Main 15,000 dunga… lekin, mujhse aaj raat tak chudna hoga aur gandi baaton ke saath.”

Main: “Nahi! Nahi! Shaam 4:30 baje bachche aayenge… lekin, tum kal… main tumhe free hote hi call karungi… tab tum aa kar acche se hisaab chukta kar lena. Theek hai?”

Rehman: “Theek hai.”

Main: “Ab jaldi se paise do. Chhodo ge nahi kya?”

Rehman: “Theek hai… ruko… bhej raha hoon. Ye lo… bhej diya.”

Main: “Toh fir ab shuru ho jao tum.”

Rehman: “Haan… theek, meri randi. Aaj main aisi chudai karunga ki tum apne pati… wo takle ko bhool jaogi.”

Main: “Ab ye bakchodi bandh karo… kuch karo bhi dikhao.”

Phir wo meri nighty (maxi) nikaal phenk di aur main poori nangi ho gayi. Aur wo daang reh gaya mujhe dekhkar. Phir maine uske saare kapde nikaal diye. Uska poora lund dekha toh 10 ya 11 inch ke kareeb tha.

Phir 5 minute zabardast chumma chaati hui. Meri choot se paani nikalne laga. Ye dekhkar wo meri choot choos kar apna lund choot ke hole par rakh diya aur dheere dheere ghusate hue gaali dene laga, “Chinal! Teri choot bahut acchi hai… ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh…!!” Ye keh kar ek baar mein hi poora ghusa diya.

Meri cheekh nikal gayi, “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.”

Phir maine kaha, dard ke saath: “Aaahhh… jaldi ghusa kyun… bahot dard hua…”

Rehman: “Isme maloom ho raha hai tu ballon ke dinan ki chudne wali nahi hai… so… ab chodta dekh raand.”

Main: “Re madarchod… jaldi chod re.”

Rehman: “Hmmm… aisi gaaliyan degi chinal… ab dekh meri raftaar… chinal… raand.”

Main: “Aaahahahaahahaha… ye speed mein chod re… aaahahahaahaha… re madarchod, aaaaaaaaaaa… teri joru ko accha chodta.”

Rehman: “Hmmmm… aaahahahahahaha. Lekin teri chinal choot ke sarki nahi hai.”

Phir aisi chudai 25 minute tak chalti rahi. Phir meri choot se paani/cum nikalne wala tha. Main jaldi boli, “Re madarchod, mera paani nikalne wala hai.”

Rehman: “Hoon gi, chinal… raand… aaahahahaha… mera bhi… toh kya andar daalun ki tere upar chhod dun?”

Main: “Naai re… jhant ke baal… andar daal… kya bhi nahi… aaaaaaaa… nikal raaaaaa…”

Rehman: “Aaaaaaaaa… mera bhi… aaaaaaaaaa…”

Phir dono shaant hokar neeche pad gaye. Phir main boli, “Hmmmmm… re tera lund bahut accha hai… wo takle se… tere laude ke baalon hi na… wo toh baalon hi nahi hain… uske sirf poore… hahahah.”

Rehman: “Hmmmm… correct dekha hai main… mere jhaanton ke baalon se bhi kam hain… jhaante hi ki?”

Main: “Nahi hain… zyada hain… hahaha.”

Rehman: “Meri joru thak jaati hai chudte chudte… tu na thaki hui… bahut lucky hai tera takla.”

*****

Iske aage ki story agle part mein. Aur acchi lage toh support karna. Main jald hi agla part daalne ki koshish karungi.

Hello, my dear ISS Readers. I am Esha Shah, female, married. Read my previous encounters to know more about me.

All now got curious to know who I was and were really confused. How Dhruv got a sexy fuck buddy, who gives him such pleasurable sex. Before Dhruv could answer, Ravi said, “Dhruv will enjoy alone. He won’t let us enjoy his fuck buddy Esha.”

Dhruv informed that it is not like that. Rudra interrupted, Would Dhruv let them enjoy tonight with her? Dhruv was in a dilemma now, whether to answer. In confusion, he blurted out that I was no fuck buddy, but a high-class escort. All froze upon hearing Dhruv’s response.

I too was stunned, standing there resembling a Slutty Barbie Doll. I might be fucked by 4 strangers for the night. Rudra’s eyes were excited hearing this, and he requested Dhruv to let them also enjoy Esha for the night.

Dhruv replied that it was not his place to allow them to enjoy Esha. Dhruv added that one of them should speak to her directly. They decided to send Ravi to talk to me.

Ravi came towards me to talk. He said that Mishra had arranged for escorts but was not able to get them as they got ill and could not travel. I was drunk, so I was just hearing and nodding my head to what he was saying. Ravi bluntly asked me for my rate for the night to satisfy all four of them.

Even in my drunk state, I was shocked by his approach. He offered me a lakh rupee for the night. I was just stunned by his talks. He thought my silence meant I was asking for more. He then said he was ready to offer two lakhs. Again, I was silent. He then finally said his last offer was for three lakhs.

In silence, I just nodded in affirmation. He was happy to hear that. I told him I have certain conditions. He asked me to name them. I said, “I would satisfy all for one round each. I would satisfy them one by one in my room, all must use protection, and no anal fuck.”

Ravi said that all conditions but one were not acceptable. I asked him which one, to which he said they want to fuck here near the pool. They want to fuck me all night to their capacity. I was hesitant about that.

Ravi said, to make me comfortable, he increased his offer to five lakh rupees. He agrees to my balance conditions. In a drunken state, I just nodded in affirmation.

It is now decided that I must satisfy these strangers for the night. Ravi informed all the others about the deal. Ravi called the receptionist to come to the pool area with a bag. All were happy with the deal. Then it led to another confusion about who gets their hands on me first.

Mishra then came up with an idea. He suggested a game of poker. Each round, the winner gets to strip one cloth from me and touch me at will. After I am stripped, the person who removes the last piece of cloth on my body gets the first round to fuck me.

Fuck I was just stunned by his idea, and so was Dhruv. I was getting to think these are A-level high-grade sex maniacs. I would be having a wild ride tonight. The receptionist came with a bag and handed it over to Ravi. While leaving, he gave a few perverted glances at me.

Ravi then came to me and handed over the bag. I opened it and found five lakh rupees in it as agreed. Yadav gave another idea, of making me do a striptease and then individually strip each one of them. Everyone, including Dhruv, found Yadav’s idea more exciting.

They decided to put the song “Sone ka paani chada ke piya, puri hui jawani” from ‘Badlapur.’ The drink and the song had a sexy effect on me. I slowly started swaying on the beats. I was rubbing my hands all over my body seductively. All 5 of them were enjoying this show.

I was rubbing my boobs and spanking my ass. I slowly started removing my bodycon dress. I was now teasingly standing in front of them in only a bikini and heels. Rudra and Yadav came with a champagne bottle. He sprayed the champagne all over my body, especially over my boobs and under my thighs.

Dhruv then came behind me and just pulled my bra strings. The bra fell off, popping out my boobies in the cold air. My nipples were hard, and my boobs were tight. Rudra, Ravi, Yadav and Mishra had their eyes popped out seeing my naked boobies. In shame, I just turned around and covered them.

Dhruv was standing there and mischievously enjoying my predicament. Seeing this, I lost my shame, and I bent down while lowering my panties. I removed them completely and threw them on Dhruv’s face. I turned around to give the remaining 4 a view of my complete nakedness.

They were in awe of my smuttiness. It was now my turn to start stripping them all. All of them were in their vests and shorts, so it shouldn’t be more difficult to strip them. So, I called upon Mishra first. He jumped towards me immediately and hugged me tightly, and was kissing me all over.

I pushed him and opened his vest and then lowered his shorts. To my shock, he wasn’t wearing any underwear, and his dick just sprang open on my face. It was fully erect. To excite him, I took it in my hand and started stroking it. He was enjoying it and was getting aroused.

The dick was clean, so I brought it close to my lips and smelled it. It looked fine, so I started licking it with my tongue. He was enjoying it, and his legs started trembling. I put an ultra-thin condom on his dick.

I started sucking his dick and started giving him a blow job. He was already reaching sexual peak. I was sucking him deep and scratching his balls with my fingers. He was absolutely loving it. He held on to my hair and started making me blow him deeper.

He left my hair after some time, so I started licking his balls and dick, all the while stroking it. He was at his absolute peak, and with one full thrust, he finally came. He was so satisfied that he made me stand up. He hugged me tight and kissed my boobs and also licked them. He then went and sat on the chair.

I had to select the next guy; I went for Rudra. He happily obliged. He came and hugged me tight and started rubbing his hands all over my body and feeling it completely.

To be continued.

So, it all started with a New York Date. Aditya and Divya (me) both got comfortable with each other after 3 months of our Situationship so far. We went on a date on our first Wednesday. Aditya wanted to actually surprise me with an amazing room with a Hudson River view in New York City, Downtown.

He was disappointed that he couldn’t get the room for our first date. Instead, we started our fantabulous date in the Hyatt with Times Square View. You know all about the magical day in New York from my A New York Datestory.

It was my turn to surprise him this time. We planned to spend a whole Wednesday again. This was our 3rd date in New York City besides the other ones. We both took off from our work and started early from our homes.

To surprise him, I booked a river view room, which we couldn’t get on our first date at Conrad. We reached the Hudson River border and took a ferry to New York. After reaching NY, he was asking me which route we were taking and which subway we should get on. He was paranoid about my GPS skills.

My Navigating track record was bad with him. He still taunts me about it. I was holding my phone with maps on, and took him for a walk after we got off the Ferry. Conrad was right next to the Ferry terminal. With my super GPS navigating skills, I took him around the building.

It was December, and a very windy day. And we finally entered the reception. We got a good, decent room with a Hudson River view and a NJ view. After our so-so room dates, now I know him to a good extent. I understand him very well, even though he doesn’t communicate most of it.

Still, I could get him now, so now I know what he likes to see me in and how he likes our dates to be. I planned the day accordingly. After reaching the room, I told him I had a small surprise. I wore a blue, delicate saree with a normal gold chain.

In one of our conversations, he told me that he would prefer a traditional plain saree to sexy lingerie on me. I am still a newbie at putting on a saree perfectly. Until now, I have never worn a saree besides my marriage. Now, for this man, I have learnt how to carry a saree with ease.

He was sitting on the bed. And I stood in front of him, standing against the wall. I was showing off my saree. He liked what he saw in front of him. He pulled me closer to him, still sitting on the bed. He put his face and hugged me, and he started to adjust my pleats near my stomach.

He said, “That’s not the way you tie a saree,” and he pushed it a bit down. So, my waist is visible in a sexy way, and he put both his hands on my love handles and squeezed them. I realised that it is one of my weakest spots in my body besides the neck kisses. I couldn’t control the moans.

By default, no Indian girl can resist her favourite man adjusting her saree and pulling her closer. It is my favourite touch when he hugs me with his face on my chest, putting his hands around my waist. He pulled me closer again and started to lick my navel.

I started my moans as usual. And he got up from the bed and pulled me towards the mirror. It was a full-size mirror. And he made me stand facing the mirror, and I am leaning against the table. He came closer to me and hugged me again and sucked my lips.

He smooched me with his soft, passionate kiss, and then the kisses moved to my neck, with his beard touching my neck. All the wetness started to flow to my pussy. By now, he started to suck my neck, and slowly he removed my saree pin. It just dropped, making the top part of my boobs visible.

He kissed me on the boobs with my blouse still on. He turned me around and kissed my back, removing my blouse hooks. He did not remove my blouse, just the hooks, and my hair is loose, covering my bra hooks. He turned me front and bent down, kneeling in front of me.

Kissing my navel again and removing my pleats slowly. My bangles are making all kinds of sounds, touching his hair, begging him to stop. He likes the bangles’ sounds. He took my petticoat and put it on him; now he is inside my petti, kneeling before me, all naked. He whispered to look at the mirror.

He went inside my petticoat, removed my underwear, and started to put his lips on my pussy. He started to lick it and kiss it, he bit me a little, my wild man. My hands are running through his hair. My bangles are making sounds, telling how good he is making me feel down there.

It was a pretty view in the mirror, with my moans. He got up, pushed me onto the bed, and removed my blouse, bra and petticoat. He lay on top of me, kissing me everywhere like I was his property, locking my hands, and I liked it. He took his hard dick and rubbed it on me, teasing me.

I was begging him to put it inside after all the intense foreplay he had done. I couldn’t control it. He was just rubbing the tip against my pussy, and he was watching my moans and facial expressions. He was provoking me still. I couldn’t take it and pushed him down at once and went on top of him.

I am putting his dick inside me, and I am riding him now passionately. We both like to talk while doing it. While I was still riding him, he told me it would be sexy if I wore a mangalsutra while riding him. He likes to see the chains dangling on my chest.

At the same time, he was still inside me. He proposed an idea. He told me that we should both spend 3 days and 3 nights together, cuddling, and having sex the entire night and lie next to each other after we cum. Just the two of us, the entire 3 nights in bed. It was an impossible fantasy.

We usually spend the daytime. We could rarely get a chance when we both got off from our work. If we did, we always had an amazing day, spending the entire day in bed doing different kinds of kinky things, amazing foreplay and sex. After we finish, we hardly have any time left to rest on the bed.

We rush to the bathroom, take a shower together, get dressed and leave for our respective homes. I was always nagging him, even though I knew we couldn’t spend the nights. It was a fantasy thought for me. I always crave for his PDA’s. I like to cuddle him after he and I have an orgasm.

Now my guy was proposing this thought to spend the entire 3 nights with me. I am in Cloud9. My instant reaction was yes, not knowing what the plan was, and if it was even possible. I warned him not to do a prank on me. He said he was serious about it, and soon he will make it possible.

Irrespective of whether it will happen or not, I was happy that he proposed that thought to me. That he likes to spend some days alone with me, I always hoped he would like my company. I always sleep alone in my marriage, all alone on my bed, craving for a small caring hug and touch, for years together.

He knows how much I miss those small emotions in my married life. I am lucky to find a guy like him. He likes to give me those small little happinesses in the world with the tiniest possible time available. We had a good finish that day in Conrad. We both got ready for our dinner.

I had it planned too, in a Michelin-star restaurant, Junoon. During dinner, He explained to me his plan. He said he had a work-related conference in Minneapolis. And he will be going there for 4days and 4 nights. So, he asked me if I could join him.

So, if not a day, we can at least spend the nights together. It was a good idea. Now I need to keep a story ready for me to leave there. I had some friends in the city, so I told my parents that I was going to meet them. The other week, he got his itinerary for the conference.

He found out that 2 days are enough to be in the city, and he has another 2 days of free time. He suggested one more good idea. Why don’t we go to Vegas for 2 days? My heart skipped a beat. Yay Vegas Baby! So we started to plan our itinerary.

One day, just a week before our trip, we met for a morning walk and sat in our car. We booked our flights to Minneapolis, and then to Vegas from there, so a total of 4 nights are planned. His office booked his hotel in Minneapolis, so I booked a suite room in the same hotel.

It was Downtown and within walking distance for him to his office. After booking the flight tickets, we booked our hotel in Vegas, the Aria. We got a corner view room, hoping to have an amazing view of the Vegas Strip walk.
I liked this idea of spending time with him alone in a faraway city as a free bird.

No restrictions, just him and me, no time constraints. I am super excited that I have all this time to spend with him, with no rush. I decided to surprise him with something he likes, to appreciate his idea for the trip. This is the first night we will spend together, so I decided to surprise him as a first-night bride.

One day, randomly, he shared with me some romantic reels with brides in white sarees and said it looked sexy. I wanted to show him we could do better than those brides. I planned to surprise him like a newlywed bride. I spent a whole weekend gathering all the items I needed to carry for my travel.

I bought the mangalsutra, bangles, anklets, and hip chains. Just missing the Jasmine flowers. The day has come, and we have planned the itinerary. He would travel there first, and I would follow the next day. It was freezing that day in Minneapolis, and I landed in the evening.

Aditya mentioned he had a team dinner, so he might wrap things up fast and come early to the room. The plane has landed in Minneapolis. I got a message from him saying I am waiting at the airport. He took an Uber and came to receive me in that horrible weather, leaving his team Dinner.

It felt so special. This is why I like him. He is a very considerate person. He even remembers tiny details. He gives very sweet surprises like this. There is no need to explain to him how to behave or how u need to be taken care of. He does it before you tell him.

He can sense how a woman can feel and what kind of emotions they is going through. Some guys are born naturally like that. Some can never understand, even when we explain how hurt we are by their actions, like my husband. I used to feel jealous most of the time.

I tell him that his wife is lucky to have a Gentleman like him. He knows exactly how a woman needs to be taken care of. He is a dream of every woman, I saw how focused and attentive he is to his family, maybe that is why I like him so much as a friend.

I have told him a million times so far that I wish I had a husband like him. A day passes with him with calmness and peace, which has become so rare in my marriage. He doesn’t trigger a fight, nor has he ever seen him hurt anyone with his words.

He is a friendly, charming, compassionate person who makes his surroundings alive. He is sometimes similar to me when with friends, so he has a good sense of humour. He is a good listener for my talkative mouth. My husband complains that I talk too much. He is not a good listener either.

But Aditya likes it when I talk. he even doesn’t switch on music in his car when I am there, he lets me blabber whatever comes to mind. He listens to me with a lot of patience, trust me, having a chatterbox like me as a friend is not easy at this point. Not sure about him, I feel we are the best combination.

Either as friends or as sex partners, we make a good team, and we fire each other up well. I used to dream and fantasise that if I had a husband like Aditya, my life would be normal by now. I would be the happiest wife on earth, with a sense of calmness in my heart.

I would have been myself, and my energy and happiness would have been at their peak. My life and his would have been brightened, and we would have been an ideal couple. I am not sure when the last time I felt happy from inside, and I had that peace in my body.

A smile on my face is all fake until now, not sure when the last time I smiled wholeheartedly was. We are both givers in our respective marriages. We don’t know how to say no, even when we do. There is no point in putting out your opinions when they end up in fights anyway.

So we used to keep our opinions to ourselves most of the time. We did not have much to express in our marriages. Never were our opinions respected. So, we were going with the flow to keep the peace at home, not sure how long a person can live like some other person taking up rent in your own body.

It’s not you. One day, I wish I could be myself and live my life on my own terms. Maybe the same poles attracted to each other this time, that’s why I am attracted to him. I always feel that we are the same kind of people. Never know how to dominate, modest. And a submissive.

Maybe we both needed that space and freedom to be ourselves and do whatever we want, even for just one day. If it works, that is more than enough. I especially needed that calmness and comfort that I get from him. I am not sure about him. He doesn’t express much about it emotionally to me.

But I like spending time with him. This trip will be a comfort and an emotional break for both of us to be ourselves, at least for 4 days. Aditya was waiting for me at the baggage claim. I hugged him. We booked an Uber and left for the hotel.

On the way, we both realised we had not bought our plan B pill, and stopped at a pharmacy. It was closed due to our bad luck, the roads were all snowed in and slippery, and it was late at night. We both did not have dinner and were feeling hungry, but still excited to spend our first night together.

We walked to the hotel and checked into my suite. The room was quite big; it had a big living room and a cosy little bedroom. I hugged him tight and kissed him, and I told him this is our home for the coming days, and I am happy we get to spend time with each other as husband and wife at peace.

He was considerate to ask me if I am tired, I said no, I am not, I am excited to start our night. I told him to sit in the living room and wait for me, as I have a surprise planned for him. I took the white plain saree and got ready just like a first-night bride.

With a red bindi on my forehead, mangalsutra, anklets, and a thin hip chain. Lots of white bangles. I left my hair open. Wore a sleeveless blouse. I opened the door and asked him to come inside now. He was surprised to see me in a saree, that too in white. I can see it in his eyes that he liked me.

He liked my surprising him by getting ready like that, even after a long journey. I told him I wanted to be a first-night bride for him. I don’t know what a traditional first night feels like. He said, “I’ll show you what a first night is for you.”

He lifted me and took me to the bedroom and put me on the bed. It was my favourite feeling. He removed his T-shirt and pants. And slowly came to mind to remove my saree pallu. My sleevless bra was tight, and my boobs were coming out of it.

I was adjusting it, and he said, “Don’t do that. It is supposed to come out like that, craving for me.” He kissed my boobs and pulled them out to take my nipples inside his mouth. He started to look at me while he was sucking me and rotating his tongue on my nipples.

Oh god, his eyes look so pretty when he is looking at me while doing this. Now he slowly went down. He started kissing me from my feet and slowly came up to my thighs. He removed my saree completely now, with just a petticoat on. He lifted my petticoat and slowly removed my panties.

He spread my legs. He started to kiss my pussy lips, and slowly pushed his tongue inside and started to move around and lick it like all his hunger was activated. The feeling was so good, I was squeezing the bed and pillows, and my moaning was out of control.

He was licking and kissing my pussy lips at the same time, and then kissing my inner thighs. He came up to my waist and started to kiss it and squeeze it slowly, and he licked my navel for some time. It was all butterflies in my body. And he removed my bra and started to eat both of my nipples now.

Ever since he removed my bra on our first date without asking my permission, he has been sentenced and punished to remove my bra every time we are intimate. Foreplay he does can make you go crazy. By now, I am all wet in my pussy, ready to be fucked.

Slowly, he flipped me back, and he lifted my petticoat. I was a bit scared at this point, because we never discussed about anal. I was a bit tense and asked him what he was up to. He told me not to worry; he is not going to do anything without my consent.

He removed my petticoat, now that I am fully naked. He lay on top of me and kissed me on my back, and squeezed a little on my ass. I am a chubby woman with all my assets being a little plump, making it easy for him to grab. He was doing all the work.

He wanted to give me an amazing first night experience, slow and smooth, not entering in a rush. He lay next to me, and I hugged him from the side. My breasts touch his chest, my left hand under his head. I started to massage his balls with my right hand.

He was touching himself, making his dick hard. This is our comfort pose. Now he turned towards me, making me lie flat, and spread my legs, slowly putting his fingers inside my pussy. He was slowly moving his fingers near my clitoris and moving around, massaging my pussy.

It was a hot feeling; he did it like that for some time until I orgasmed with a scream. When I am at the peak of orgasm, I tend to squeeze the pillow or the bed or hold the headboard. But he gets angry if I do that, he likes to show that intense feeling on his skin, not the bed.

I like to hold him tight now whenever I orgasm, sometimes scratching him with my nails. He slowly started to come on top of me and started to rub his dick on my pussy, teasing me as usual. I am asking him to fuck me. He says no, we still have the entire night for us.

He slowly has his face buried in my neck, hugging me closer. He started to kiss my neck; he knows my weak spots by now, LOL. He started to kiss my face and bit me on my cheeks with passion, his hands under my head, and his dick went inside my wet pussy.

His hands are squeezing my ass under me. He started to fuck me in missionary position, in and out. Rather than calling it a fuck, I like to say “making love”, it was so pure and passionate that day, everything went so slow and smooth. He was making love to me that night, it was our first night.

We did it before in the daytime; technically, the first time at night makes it a First Night. I love to see him on top of me, I get to have a closer hug to my other favourite thing. He was so hard and deep inside me that I was getting close to an orgasm.

I asked him if its ok if I cum, he wanted the same, he did not want to cum yet, because we still have time. I cum with a big orgasm, squeezing his back tight and scratching him a little on the back. My legs are wrapped around his waist now.

My hands around his shoulders, holding him tight, not letting him go. He continues to fuck me. I enjoyed it. I came again. Now I let him go, unwrapped my legs around him, as he wanted to use the washroom. I had to go to the washroom to clean myself, too.

I looked at myself in the mirror, the bite on my face was clearly visible, and it turned Red, one on my neck and my shoulders. I love to have hickeys from him. Sometimes I even ask him to give me one.to claim his property, and to remember him until our next session.

By now, we had come back to bed, and fully naked, he spooned me. We took a little break, as we both are tired and hungry. We both did not know when we slept, but we did have a nap, hugging each other.

Pratik jis gao mein rehta tha uss gao mein mardo ko aurato se boht uppar ka darja diya jata tha. Pratik ki Maa Jyoti ko bhi bachpan se yahi sikhaya tha ki aurat ko sar jhukake mardo ke har aadesh ka palan karna chahiye.

Iss ka fayda Pratik ko hua kyuki usse Jyoti ke badan ko pana tha. Jyoti ki moti gaand, uske bade boobs aur uski masoom se shakal kisi ko bhi lalcha de.
Pratik ko Jyoti ko chodna tha.

Lekin kyuki Pratik ke papa zyadatar samay ghar rehte the. Isliye Pratik Jyoti ke saath zyada kuch kar nahi pata. Lekin woh din door nahi tha jab Pratik ko Jyoti ko apni randi banane ka mouka mila. Pratik ke dada ki tabiyat kharab hone ke vajah se Pratik ke papa ko 2 hafto ke liye unke gao chale jaate hai.

Papa ke jaate hi Jyoti ko ek ajeeb si bechani hui. Usko Pratik ki nazaro mein tharak hamesha se dikhti thi. Jab Pratik ke papa ghar se nikle uske baad se hi Pratik ke chehre pe ek hasi dekhi usne. Jyoti ne mahsoos kiya ki woh usse chhune ke bahane dhood raha tha. Lekin Jyoti ne usse kabhi mana nahi kiya.

Agle din Jyoti ne dekha ki bathroom ki kundi kharab thi. To usne socha ki Pratik ke uthne se pehle se naha leti hu. Woh bathroom mein gayi aur kapre utar ke nahane lagi. Tabhi piche se bathroom ka darwaza khula aur Pratik nanga khada hua tha.

Jyoti: Pratik, Yeh kya kar rahe ho!
Pratik: Aaj aayi hai tu meri pakad mein.

Jyoti ke geele baal uske chehre par arahe the, uski chut ke uppar ka jungle bheeg gaya tha, Jyoti fatafat se apni chut aur boobs apne haatho se chhupa leti. Lekin woh pura nazara dekhke Pratik ka khada hojata hai aur woh Jyoti ke kareeb aajata hai.

Pratik: Tujhe nahi pata iss din ka kitna intezaar kiya hai maine.
Jyoti: Nahi yeh galat hai yaha se jao.

Pratik usse kas ke pakar ke usko hotho ko choomta hai. Pratik dhere dhere Jyoti ki jeebh chatna shuru kardeta hai Jyoti usse piche dhakalne ki koshish karti hai lekin Pratik uski thigh pakad kar usse godi mein utha leta hai. Aur fir ek hi baar mein apna pura lund uski chut mein daal deta hai.

Jyoti: Aaa!

Pratik uski gaand kas ke pakar ke usse zor zor se chodna shuru kardeta hai.

Pratik: Aah, kya chut hai teri.

Jyoti kuch bol nahi pa rahi thi bas moan kar rahi thi. Jyoti ko itna maza saalo mein pehli baar aa raha tha. Woh Pratik ko rokne ki koshis bhi nahi kar rahi thi.

Pratik apna haath fir dheere dheere uski gaand ke ched ki taraf laaya aur apni ek ungli uske gaand ke ched mein daal di jiski vajah se Jyoti ki chut aur tight hogayi.

Jyoti: Aaa!

Pratik fir uske ched ko ungli se chodna shuru kardeta hai.

Pratik: Kya kutiya hai tujhe gaand mein lena bhi pasand hai.

Iske baad Pratik uski gaand kas kar pakar ke apna saara maal uski chut mein bhar deta hai. Jyoti zor zor se haaf rahi thi. Usme khade hone ki bhi taaqat nahi thi to jaise hi Pratik ne usse chora woh zameen pe gir gayi.

Pratik: Ab se tu wahi karegi jo main bolunga, samjhi?

Jyoti abhi bhi zameen pe leti haaf rahi thi aur uski chut se Pratik ka maal beh raha tha. Pratik apna lund uski taraf karta hai aur uske pure shareer par moot deta hai.

Pratik: Yeh hai meri nishani. Ab to bas meri randi hai.

Pratik fir Jyoti ko bathroom mein chhor ke nikal jata hai. Thori der baad Jyoti uthke apna shareer dhona shuru kardeti hai uske man mein abhi bhi yhi chal raha tha ki woh Pratik ko rok kyu nahi paai.

Jyoti ne apni chut ko chhuya to usse vaapis se Pratik ke lund kya khayal aaya. Usne dekha abhi bhi muth uski chut se beh raha hai. Jyoti bra aur petticoat pehen ke jab saari pehne gayi to dekha ki saari bathroom mein nahi thi to woh apne kamre ki taraf jaane lagi.

Jab woh apne kamre mein ghusi to dekha ki Pratik vaha betha hua tha. Jyoti ne nazare jhuka rakhi thi.

Pratik: Waah abhi se mood mein aagayi.

Jyoti: Pratik, yeh sab band kardo. Main bhool jaoungi jo bhi bathroom mein hua aur papa ko bhi nahi bataougi. To please yeh ab aage se kuch mat karna.

Pratik hassa aur uske paas aake usse chipak gaya.

Pratik: Tujhe kya laga bas ek baar karke mera man bhar jaayega?

Pratik uski gaand pakar leta hai.

Pratik: Tera jism ab mera hai ab tera isspe koi hak nahi. Ab chal dukaan se saman lena hai.

Jyoti ne koi jawab nahi diya. Pratik mur ke usse bistar pe fek deta hai aur Jyoti ke uppar chad jata hai.

Pratik: Agar tujhe nahi jana mat jaa lekin fir tujhe iss bistar se pure din uthne nahi donga.

Pratik Jyoti ki bra ko hatane wala hi hota hai ki Jyoti bolti hai.

Jyoti: Theek hai mai aati hu saari pehen ke.

Pratik: Saari?!

Pratik hasne laaga.

Pratik: Tuj jaisi randi ko saari pehne ki kya zaroorat. Aise hi chal.

Jyoti: Lekin—

Pratik: Chinta kyu karti hai hum dono mask pehnenge koi nahi pehchanega.

Jyoti fir mask lagake bra aur petticoat mein hi Pratik ke saath market mein chali gayi. Jyoti ki puri cleavage uske bra se dikh rahi thi. Petticoat itna niche kardia tha Pratik ne ki thore chut ke baal bhi dikh rahe the.

Sab log unhe hi dekh rahe the. Kuch tharki buddho ki to Jyoti ko dekh kar laal tapakni shuru hogayi thi. Pratik ne apna haath Jyoti ki gaand per rakha hua tha aur har dusre teesre kadam par uski gaand daba raha tha.

Pratik ne dekha ki uske pados ka ek ladka Monu waha sabzi kharid raha tha. To Pratik Jyoti ko leke sabzi kharidne chala gaya. Sabzi wala aur Monu dono hi unhe dekh ke chok gaye.

Pratik: Mummy aapko sabzi kharidni thi na.

Jyoti sharam se paani paani ho rahi thi. Tabhi Pratik ne piche se uski gaand ke ched ko sehlana shuru kardia.

Jyoti: Ahh, ha Ek kilo pyaa—Ah

Pratik ne fir uske petticoat ke ander haath dala. Jyoti ki gaand mein ungli daal ke zor zor se hilane laga jisse Jyoti ne vhi moan karna shuru kardia. Aas paas ke log ruk ke yeh tamasha dekhne lage.

Monu ko Jyoti ki awaz jani pehchani lagi magar kyuki usne mask pehna tha to woh pehchan nahi paaraha tha.

Pratik: Lagta hai mummy ki tabiyat theek nahi hai, Chalo mummy tumhari dawai ka samay hogaya hai.

Woh fir Jyoti ko ek patli si gali mein le jaata hai Monu bhi chup chup ke unka picha karta hai. Pratik Jyoti ki gaand par thapad maarta hai aur bolta hai.

Pratik: Wah re kutiya vaha kitna zor zor se moan kar rahi thi. Ab kaha gayi teri sharam?

Pratik fir apna lund nikalta hai aur Jyoti ka petticoat kholke uski gaand apni taraf karke khada kar deta hai. Pratik apna lund Jyoti ke gaand ke ched ke samne rakh ke, apna lund uske ched ke ander sarkana shuru karta hai.

Ek baar lund ghusne ke baad Pratik Jyoti ki gaand maarna shuru karta hai.

Pratik: Uff, Yeh to chut se bhi zyada tight hai.
Jyoti: Aaaaa

Pratik uski gaand pe zor zor se thappad maarke uski gaand laal kardeta hai. Jyoti ki taange kamzor hojati hai. Jyoti ke moan pure mohalle mein goonj rahe the.

Pratik fir uski Jyoti ki kamar kas ke pakar ke kheechta hai. Apna lund Jyoti ki gaand ke aur ander tak dalta ahai. Apna saara maal uski gaand mein bhar deta hai. Jyoti ki taango ne jawab de diya aur woh zameen pe gir gayi.

Pratik: Har jagah tujhe bas aaram karna hai chal uth ab.

Kinare se Monu ka to yeh sab dekh ke hi muth nikal gaya tha. Pratik fir Jyoti ko ghar leke aaya pure raaste Jyoti ki gaand se muth tapak raha tha. Ghar pahoch ke bhi Jyoti ko koi araam nahi mila. Kyuki Pratik uske shareer se khelta raha.

Ab Jyoti ko samaj aagaya tha ki ab uska shareer ka maalik uska beta Pratik hai. Jaise usse bachpan se bataya gaya tha ki aurato ko mardo ke aadesh ka palan karna chahiye.

Jyoti ne kabhi nahi socha tha ki woh mard uska beta hi hoga. Lekin baat haath se nikal gayi thi woh dono apni purani zindagi mein vaapis nahi jaa sakte.

To be continued

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Hello dosto, main laya hoon apni pehli aur sacchi incident ki story. Mera naam Siddharth hai. Main Kota, Rajasthan mein rehta hoon. Waise toh main Haryana se hoon.

Main ek decent look wala ladka hoon aur meri body normal hai (5.8 ft height) aur mera lund 6 inch ka hai, 2 inch mota. Main chahta toh yahan jhooth bol sakta tha, par main apni kahani ko real rakhna chahta hoon. Apni kahani shuru karte hain…

Toh baat 5-6 mahine pehle ki hai. Mere pados mein ek bhabhi rehti rahi – naam Jyoti hai – rang gora aur bahut pyaari hai. Dikhne mein 16 saal ki ladki ko bhi peeche chhod deti hain aur unka figure 32-28-30 hai, jo ki unhone hi bataya tha mujhe baat chit ke dauran.

[Koi lady ya girl Kota, Jaipur, Hisar (Haryana) se mujhse friendship karna chahe toh keh sakti hain. Mujhe mail kar sakti hain [email protected]. Dosto, kaisi lagi yeh pyar ki kahani? Batana mujhe.]

Chalo, ab zyada bore nahi karte hain.

Bhabhi bahut saari baar hamare ghar mein aati jaati rehti thi aur mummy aur unki bahut achchi dosti thi. Woh jab bhi free time hoti, woh mere ghar pe aajati thi.

Main waise toh Kota rehta hoon, toh jab mere college ka coaching sessions khatam ho gaye, toh main ghar aagaya tha Haryana.

Main toh ghar pe hi rehta tha uss time. Bhabhi se meri aankhein milti thi. Woh jab bhi aati thi, toh main waise shy feel kar raha tha baat chit karne mein. Par jab se bhabhi ko dekha hai, mann karta hai baat karun.

Waise bhabhi bahut sexy hain. Unki saari mein kamar bahut hot lagti hai. Kaafi maintain kar rakhi hain unhone.

Ek din, bhabhi hamare ghar aayi thi aur mummy kahi par gayi hui thi unki friend ke yaha aur ghar pe main akela tha. Door bell baji toh samne bhabhi ko dekha toh main khush ho gaya andar se. Par bhabhi ke chehre mein tension dikh rahi thi.

Maine bhabhi se bola, “Bhabhi, andar aao na.”

Woh kehne lagi, “Mummy kahan hain?”

Maine bola, “Woh bahar gayi hain.”

Toh main bola, “Kya hua… aap aise ghabraye hue kyun ho? Kya hua… sab theek hai?”

Woh kehne lagi, “Sab theek hai… bas, mummy se milna hai.”

Maine bola, “Aap ruk sakti hain… aati hi hogi mummy.”

Par woh jaane ka bol rahi thi.

Maine bola, “Aap mujhe apna number de jaao… jab bhi mummy aayegi, main aapko call kar dunga.”

Toh woh boli, “Theek hai.” Fir number exchange kiye.

Fir jab mummy aayi toh maine unko call kiya aur woh aa gayi. Fir woh jab ghar aayi toh mummy se baat ki personal mein. Jab raat hui toh bhabhi ko message kiya WhatsApp mein:

Me: Hello bhabhi, kya hua? Aise pareshan kyun thi?

Bhabhi: Kuch nahi… bas aise hi normal baat thi.

Fir maine bhabhi se bhaiya ke baare mein pucha toh boli ki woh bahar gaye hain kuch dino ke liye office ke kaam se.

Fir aise hi normal baat chit hone lagi aur jab bhi ghar aati toh mujhe dekh ke muskurati thi. Aur chaat pe bhi baat hoti rehti thi. Kabhi kabhi main flirt bhi kar leta tha unke saath.

Toh ek din unhone mere se kaha ki, “Tumhari GF bahut lucky hai.”

Maine kaha, “GF nahi hai.”

Woh boli, “Kyun? Itne acche ho aur pyaare bhi lagte ho.”

Maine kaha, “Aap jaisi koi mili hi nahi.”

Toh woh boli, “Accha? Meri jaisi chahiye hai? Kya pasand aaya mere mein aisa?”

Main: “Aap bahut pyaare hain… aapse milkar lagta hai ki main kisi pari se mil raha hoon.”

Woh boli, “Aur kya-kya lagta hai?”

Main: “Accha… sach batayun, bura toh nahi lagogi?”

Woh: “Okay… kaho.”

Main: “Jab se aapko dekha hai, mujhe aapki kamar bahut sexy lagti hai aur aapke boobs bhi acche lagte hain aur poori tarah se acche lagte hain.”

Woh boli, “Bade ho gaye ho… ye toh shaadi ka bolna hoga mummy ko.”

Fir aise hi baatein karne laga aur jab bhi mauka milta tha, main unki kamar aur boobs ki taarif kar deta aur woh sharma jaati thi jab bhi karta tha.

Toh ek din bhabhi ke ghar wale saare kisi function mein ja rahe the, par bhabhi ki tabiyat kharab ho gayi toh nahin ja paayi aur woh 2 din ke liye function mein gaye, baaki ghar wale.

Toh bhabhi mummy ke paas aayi aur woh mere baare mein keh ne lagi, “Isko mere yahan bhej denge kya? Mujhe raat ko akele mein darr lagta hai.”

Toh mummy ne ‘ok’ bol diya. Aur jab main ghar pe aaya toh mummy ne bola ki, “Bhabhi ke wahan chala jaana aaj… unke ghar koi nahin hai.”

Maine ‘ok’ bola aur shaam ko bhabhi ke wahan gaya. Main jaise hi door bell bajayi, bhabhi ne door open kiya. Samne bhabhi ne door khola. Maine dekha bhabhi ne ek gown pehna rakha tha black color ka jisme woh bahut sexy lag rahi thi.

Fir bhabhi ne mujhe andar aane ko kaha. Main andar jaate time bhabhi ki back aur gand ko dekh raha tha; kya mast nazara tha! Itna mast tha ki main toh gayal sa hone laga dekhke.

Fir bhabhi ne mujhe pani pilaya aur fir khaane ka puchhne lagi. Toh maine bola, “Khata hoon… abhi toh kuch aur kahunga.”

Woh boli, “Kya aur?” aur naughty smile di.

Maine bhabhi ko bola, “Bhabhi, yaar… aap mujhe bahut pyaare lagte ho,” aur maine unhe pakad ke sofa par bithaya aur unke lips pe apne lips rakh diye.

Shuruwaat mein woh kam response kar rahi thi aur thodi der baad woh bhi acche se response kar rahi thi. Fir maine apni jeebh unke muh mein daal di aur woh mere lips ko acche se chus rahi thi.

Aise hi 15 minute kiss chalta raha aur saath mein apne haath bhabhi ke back pe sehla raha tha. Aur main thodi himmat karke bhabhi ke boobs ko dabaya toh unki muh se ‘aahh’ nikal gayi.

Maine bhabhi se bola, “Bhabhi, aaj nahin rokna mujhe.”

Main bhabhi ko kiss ke saath saath boobs bhi press kar raha tha. Boobs ke saath bhabhi ko ab accha lagne laga tha. Aur bhabhi meri peeth pe kas ke pakad rakhi thi.

Fir ye karne ke baad ab maine bhabhi se bola, “Bedroom mein chaliye.”

Fir hum bedroom mein gaye. Maine bhabhi ko bed pe letaya aur unka gown khola. Toh dekha ki unhone black color ki bra aur panty pehni thi jo ki bahut sexy lag rahi thi.

Maine bhabhi ke upar aaya aur unhe kiss karne laga aur saath hi unke boobs bhi dabane laga. Ab woh kiss kar rahi thi acche se. Thodi der baad maine unke haath meri kamar pe feel kar raha tha. Dheere dheere unke haath meri jeans ke upar aaye. Main samajh gaya tha kya karna chahti thi.

Fir maine uth kar apne kapde nikale aur unki bra aur panty nikal di. Kasam se, bahut pyaara nazara tha unki chut aur boobs ko dekhkar. Aisa lag raha tha mann kar raha tha abhi kha jaun, par maine unko apne upar liya aur maine unko apni taraf kheencha. Fir unki neck pe kiss karne laga. Maine halke se bite li.

Fir unke boobs ke nipple ko chusne laga aur unke haath mere lund pe ja rahe the. Woh ab bahut tight ho chuka tha. Woh use sehla rahi thi. Dheere dheere main ek boob ko acche se dabaa raha tha aur ek ko chus raha tha.

Maine bhabhi ko letaya. Fir unki jaanghein pe kiss karne laga. Woh machalne lagi aur dheere dheere main apni tongue ko unki chut ki taraf le jaane laga. Aur jaise hi maine unki chut se apni jeebh touch ki toh unke muh se ‘ahhhh’ ki awaaz aayi jo ki mujhe aur mazaa de rahi thi.

Ab maine unki chut ki line ko acche se jeebh se rub kar raha tha. Maine unke pair thode se phailaye aur unki chut ko apne finger se thoda sa chhod kar raha tha aur unki andar andar apni jeebh daali aur jeebh hila raha tha andar.

Woh mere sar ko apni chut mein dabaa rahi thi aur woh mujhe keh rahi thi, “Tumhare bhaiya ne kabhi meri chut nahi chaati… tum bahut acche se chaat rahe ho. Kha jaao isse… ye tumhari hi hai.”

Main unki chut ko acche se chaatne laga aur woh bahut enjoy kar rahi thi. Thodi der baad, unka shareer hilne laga. Main samajh gaya aur maine apni jeebh ko bahar nikali, apni ek ungli ko unke chut mein daali aur use dheere dheere andar bahar karne laga. Fir doosri bhi andar daali jo mujhe bahut tight lagne lagi.

Maine bhabhi se pucha, “Bhabhi, last time kab kiya tha?”

Woh boli, “2 mahine ho gaye.”

Main samajh gaya. Fir maine apni ungli tezi se andar bahar karne lagi. Fir unke muh se awaaz aayi, “Main jhadne wali hoon,” aur woh jhad gayi aur woh discharge ho gayi.

Fir maine unki choot ko lick karne laga. Unka woh liquid ajeeb sa namkeen sa taste tha. Maine woh taste kiya aur unki choot chaati. Uske baad, main unke bagal mein let ke unhe hug kiya.

Fir thodi der baad, woh mere lund ko sehlane lagi. Woh dheere dheere apni akar mein aa rahi thi. Bhabhi mere upar baithi knee pe. Woh mere lund ko hila rahi thi.

Unhone mere lund ki skin ko kheencha aur mere lund ke pink wale part pe apni jeebh lagayi aur use kiss kiya. Maine toh saatve aasmaan mein tha.

Woh ab mere lund ko apne muh mein le rahi thi aur andar bahar kar rahi thi. Kabhi kabhi woh mere goliyon ko bhi muh mein le rahi thi. Aise hi chal raha tha.

Woh kisi porn star ki tarah lund ko muh mein le rahi thi; acche se end tak le rahi thi. Unhone tab tak kiya, jab tak main discharge nahi hua. Mera hone wala tha, toh maine unke muh mein kar diya aur woh pee gayi.

Fir dono ek doosre ko kiss karne lage. Ab woh uth kar mera lund sehlane lagi aur woh full tight ho gaya. Aur woh ab bolne lagi, “Baby, ab daal do… intzaar nahi hota.”

Main utha aur unke chut pe apna lund sehlane laga aur woh moan karne lagi. Fir maine apna lund andar dalne laga. Woh virgin nahin thi, par uski chut bahut tight thi aur woh mere lund ko andar se dabaa dabaa feel karwa rahi thi.

Mera lund andar tak gaya, toh uske muh se ‘uhhh’ nikli aur boli, “Aaram se karo… apni hai.”

Fir maine ek zorr se shot lagaya jisse woh machal uthi aur mera lund andar tak chala gaya. Ab main unko thoda tadpana chahta tha aur shot lagana bandh kar diya. Fir unke boobs dabane laga.

Woh bol rahi thi, “Baby, karo na yaar… ruk gaye kiyu?”

Main dheere dheere apna lund andar bahar karne laga. Maine thodi si speed badhayi aur saath mein uske boobs ko bhi daba raha tha.

Woh chillaane lagi aur main dhakka lagana jaari rakha. Woh enjoy karne lagi, par mera lund andar tak ja raha tha. Unke face mein alag hi chamak thi aur dard bhi ho raha tha, par woh rukne ko nahin boli.

Thodi der mein, unka shareer hilne laga. Woh bolne lagi, “Mera hone wala hai.”

Maine aur tezi se unhe chodne laga. Woh meri peeth apne naakhon se laga rahi thi. Unhe mazaa aa raha tha aur unhone saath dena shuru kar diya. Woh apni kamar hila rahi thi aur lund ko andar tak le rahi thi.

Ab woh jhadne lagi aur unke muh se nikala, “Ahhhh… uhhhh… hmmm… aaaa…”

Aur thodi der mein, woh jhad gayi aur maine apni speed badhi rakhi aur karne laga. Thodi der baad maine bola, “Mera hone wala hai,” toh woh boli, “Andar hi daal do.”

Maine unki choot mein jhad gaya aur unke upar hi pad gaya. Lekin mera lund abhi andar hi tha. Maine unhe kiss kiya aur unke bagal mein pad gaya.

Iske baad, maine unko uss raat 3 baar aur choda aur uske kuch din baad maine unki gaand bhi maari jo ki main aapko alag part mein bataunga.

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This is an account of how I ended up on a trip to Goa with 2 of my girlfriend’s flatmates. I had unexpected fun with them throughout the trip – individually and all of us together 😉

Quick stats about us:
Saloni (my gf): 5’2″, 36-30-32, short but stacked. She was very fair, had supremely kissable lips and a lovely smile.
Kriti (her flatmate #1): 5’9″, 34-26-30, we went to the same college and have been friends since then. She is very fit and active. She recently got into a relationship.
Shipra (her flatmate #2): 5’7″, 38-32-34, most endowed of the three – her boobs were to die for! She was in a long-distance relationship.
Aman (me): 5’8″, 5.5″ member, and a frequent runner.

All four of us had started working in an MNC in Pune as our first jobs. Kriti and I knew each other from before. I met Saloni and Shipra in Pune. Shortly after, Saloni and I started dating. The three girls used to live in a 3BHK in Pune.

I used to visit often and hang out at their place, eventually heading to Saloni’s room. Kriti started dating someone in Pune, too. Shipra’s BF would visit at weekends. Then all the rooms would be locked and occupied, with us occasionally meeting in the common area for meals.

It was January, and all 3 couples decided to go to Goa for the Republic Day long weekend. We had booked tickets in December. But the other two boyfriends found out later that they had their MBA exams rescheduled to the weekend of our travel. Hence, they couldn’t travel.

I too suggested that I’ll stay back and let the girls do a “girls’ trip.” That night in our room, Saloni convinced me to come along, as they were sceptical of travelling alone, given the tourist issues in Goa.

Upon my resistance, she went down on me and gave me an amazing blowjob. With my cum my resistance was out too.

We reached Goa on Friday afternoon and checked into our 3BHK villa. It had a private pool and had private access to the Anjuna beach. Evening was chill – we got some booze and chilled by the pool.

Shipra and Kriti got tipsy, and video-called their boyfriends – telling them that they were missing them. It was understandable. Saloni tried diverting their moods, and they quipped, “You have your dick here, we are missing out on ours.” I wasn’t surprised the girls were being frank. I was used to it.

Later that night, Saloni and I were in our room making out. She had a crazy idea – to fuck on the balcony. We had not done it in Pune, as they lived in a low-rise gated society in a crowded area. Both of us were drunk enough to be excited about it, and we headed to the balcony naked.

The balcony overlooked the private pool, which was dimly lit by the outdoor lighting. The villa was otherwise secluded, so pretty quiet outside. Saloni was down on her knees and started blowing me first. I was enjoying the light breeze, and my dick was wrapped around her warm mouth.

After a few minutes, I pulled her up and made her lean on the railing. I went down and started eating her pussy out as she was leaning on the balcony railing. Once I found the spot, I started going faster, and her moans became louder. She came shuddering in a few minutes, and I kept licking – taking all her juices in.

When I came up, I saw movement near the pool. I could see both Kriti and Shipra sitting by the pool, legs in water and giggling. At the moment, we were both turned on and didn’t care. I rammed my dick inside her wet pussy, and she shrieked, “Oh fuck, Aman!”

I started fucking her from behind. I saw Shipra get up and head back indoors – must have been awkward for her. Kriti was smoking, and she headed back minutes later as I continued to pound my gf. She has a bubble butt and boobs that are big and jiggly.

I couldn’t hold back in this position, pulled my dick out and came on her lower back, spreading all my jizz. We caught our breath and headed inside. While in bed, she said it was a lot of fun, and she came a lot. I asked her if she saw the girls down there – she said yes, but didn’t bother.

In fact, that turned her on. Feels like they had seen each other naked/semi-naked while back at home and didn’t care. We both dozed off for the night. I woke up at around 9 am, came out of the room in boxer shorts and a vest. I was feeling hungover and wanted some water.

I saw Shipra out there – she was always an early riser. She said if I wanted to have coffee, as she was making some for herself. I said, “Sure.” She was wearing a white tank top and yellow shorts, typically more revealing than what she wore in Pune.

She likely wasn’t wearing a bra. I could see her nipples perking out and shaping over her top. I freshened up, she brought 2 cups of coffee, and we settled in the living room. I thought I’d finish this and head to the beach for a walk before the sun came fully overhead.

We chatted about work, etc., and then she casually mentioned that Saloni is very lucky to have me. She mentioned she’d always talk about how I took care of her and was always there for her. I just blushed and continued my coffee. Then she said something shocking.

“Saloni talks highly about your other skills, too,” and winked. I didn’t see this coming, but replied, “What skills?”

“The same skills we saw last night, or at least hear ‘Oh fuck, Gulshan!’”

I was genuinely embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. Before I could, she kept her cup on the table between us, came up to me and sat on my lap. She kept my cup aside, too. Her left hand went straight over my boxers, which were forming a tent now from all this.

She pressed herself against me, and I could see her nipples almost piercing out of her top. “I want to see those skills too,” she said and pulled my cock out of my boxers. She gasped at the girth and took it straight in her mouth. I was experiencing a mix of emotions.

I had my gf sleeping naked in one room, another friend in the other. Here I am getting my dick sucked by my gf’s flatmate in the living room. I pulled her top up and could see her heavenly boobs. She had the biggest of the three girls, and I just wanted to put my face between them.

She continued sucking while I played with them, pinching her nipples when suddenly we heard some noise from Kriti’s room. The bathroom door inside that room opened and closed – and I was worried. I didn’t know how anyone would react to seeing this.

Shipra was unbothered. She started going even faster and grabbed my balls with her hands as she sucked me. I was in a trance and indicated in a couple of minutes that I was about to cum. I thought she’ll take it out or I’ll finish on her chest or worse, on my own in the bathroom.

But she continued sucking, and I cum – all my juices gushing into her mouth. I continued pulsating for almost a minute, and she took it all in, wiping her lips off, putting some of the cum on her nipples, which glistened with my cum. She pulled her top down, and we both were speechless, gasping.

Wow, what an experience!

Very soon, Kriti came out into the living room and saw us gasping – “Did you both come back from a run?” I said, “No, just recovering from a hangover.” We both chuckled.

That’s all for now – but fun was beginning for all of us. Stay tuned!

You may reach out to me at [email protected]. Unfortunately, between my full-time job and my personal life, I don’t get time to respond to DMs often. I also don’t know what I am here for, hence not keen on sexting, etc. But I will try my best to respond to and communicate via email.

Hi! We are a farming family. We stay in the small house provided by our landlord. This house is isolated with just one room.

I used to stay in a hostel for my school. The landlord gave importance to education, so he used to take care of my study expenses. But now my education was done, and so I moved back with my parents.

As we stayed in one room, at night I used to hear Mom and Dad fuck. They gave a strict warning not to tell this to anyone and never speak about it.

I remember them saying every married couple does this, but within closed doors. But we do not have such a facility. So you should be understanding, and the secret is within us.

As I was a grown-up now, I started watching them fuck. My parents did not care. Mom was more active than Dad. She climbs on him and does it hard.

Once I noticed they were fucking so hard that I got afraid. I asked them to stop it. Both laughed and said That’s how it is, dear. Today, both are in the mood. Mom took my hand and placed it on her boobs, and she held it, made me press.

She asked me to undress, and I slept near her. She made me suck her boobs as she started stroking my thin dick. Dad started pressing my balls as he fucked her. I leaked my juice over my hand, and Mom smelled it and licked it.

After a minute, Dad fell on her, making a sound. That night, we all slept naked. Sometimes she used to masturbate, and mostly she does not let me touch my dick.

The sex show continued.

I went to a hostel for college studies, and I used to visit only during festivals or vacations. It was my first experience with a lot of students, and I got better facilities. I was happy with my main focus of studies.

During a festival leave, I took the train and came home. It was morning, 6 am. I reached home, and I heard the sound of fucking. I was horny and took out my dick and started stroking, as Mom won’t allow me sometimes.

I looked into the window, and it was Dad fucking the landlord’s wife. I searched for Mom, but she was not there. The view was amazing. My landlord’s wife, Seeta Aunty, was milky white.

I was watching something amazing. Her body was a bit chubby, and her brown nipples and white skin were sexy. She slapped my dad’s face as she wanted to fuck her hard.

I could hear, “Go deeper and faster, don’t slow you bastard.”

Dad shifted her in doggie, slapping her ass, he fucked from behind pressing her boobs, and he cum inside. Dad took his dick out. He wore a condom as he took it out.

Aunty – Give it to me.

She smelled it and was letting out sounds. After a minute of smelling, she tied it and kept it aside. Dad wore his lungi and baniyan. Aunty was relaxing. I had to move without making noise. I moved near the field which had beetle trees.

I walked almost 700 – 800 metres to come from the main route, where I was in front of the landlord’s house. I saw Mom and a few other women collecting betel nuts. Men were climbing the tree, and women were collecting.

Mom saw me, came to me and asked how I am. “You have put on weight, looking good. Go home, I will finish my work and come. I have prepared food for lunch as well. So you eat, I will come as soon as possible.”

I started walking back slowly, thinking about the scene with my erect dick. As I was reaching home, I stood far and waited to check if aunty had gone. Dad came out, and he was washing a plate and his bath towel.

I walked towards him, and he smiled. “You look different. How is your health?” We spoke about studies. I went inside, but aunty was not found; she had left.

Dad was serving me food. Aunty walked to the door, and she saw me. “Oh dear, when did you come?” I told her, “Just reached aunty, how are you?”

“I am good, dear. I think you are studying well. Now eat and take rest.”

Dad – Ma’am, how come you are here?

Aunty – Where is your wife? There was work in the field.

Dad – She went an hour ago, ma’am. She will be in the betel farm.

Aunty – Okay, then, let me go there.

She left.

I found a Condom packet and asked Dad what it was. I knew what a condom was.

Dad – It is for protection, let me hide it.

He kept under a cloth near the roof.

I said, When I came, you both were doing it, so I went away and came a bit late.”

Dad was shocked

Dad – Listen, dear, you know everything. See, landlord uncle is not able to do it, his juice comes out quickly, and he likes to watch his wife do with others. They both trust us a lot, so Uncle watches us first, and at last, he tries to fuck her and release it. Today, aunty was horny, and she came alone.

Me – Does Mom know it?

Dad – Yes, she will be there as well when we do. I fuck both of them after the other, as the landlord or his wife wants to watch.

You don’t lose focus on studies. Tell me if you can’t control your urge. I know you have watched and played. Now you are in an age where you get intense moods and try to find a way to release your lust.

Me – Once I shake and release it, I get back to normal. Don’t worry about me. I will tell you everything. You guide me.

Dad went to work, and I went to sleep. Mom came in around 4 pm. I was reading a book as we have homework to complete. As we spoke, I told her about the morning. I told her what Dad explained.

Mom – Don’t take it wrong, son.

Me – That’s okay, Mom, no one is cheating, we do it together. It’s fine.

Mom came and gave a kiss. I told her that her aunty looked so sexy, I felt like feeling her.

Mom – Hahaha, she is beautiful, but your Dad is required to make her happy. I, too, love watching him fuck her. Our landlord tries a lot, but he leaks. Once I touched and started feeling his dick, in a few seconds he cum. I feel bad for him.

Me – Did he fuck you, Mom?

Mom – No, he just touches me, Dad and fucks only his wife.

Me – Mom, I saw a condom today

Mom – you want to use it?

Me – I don’t know how it works.

She got up and took the condom, which she knew where Dad kept it. Mom closed the door and asked me to get naked. I removed and stood with my erect dick. She touched my dick and rolled over the condom. Mom went on the floor and spread her legs.

Mom – Do it.

I went to feel her pussy.

Mom – Do it soon, I can’t wait, son.

I entered Mom watched my dick banging her. Mom pulled me, and we hugged as I fucked her pussy. I was continuously fucking. The room was filled with sound, and I finally cum inside the Condom.

The fuck went on for 20 minutes, and we were both covered in sweat. My mom’s blouse was fully wet from the front.

That was the first fuck of my life. For more, get in touch.