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Hello guys! This is my 3rd story here. Hope u would enjoy it. Sarah moaned softly, an expression of pleasure etched on her pretty young nineteen year old face, as she leant back in her swivel chair. Her business skirt was pulled up round her waist and her right hand was thrust deep down the inside of her skimpy panties, her fingers rhythmically massaging her pussy. She still had all her clothes on and was still wearing her blouse, her sexy patterned stockings and her knee length boots. Her shapely legs were wide apart. Her right leg was dangling helplessly over the right arm rest, while her left leg was raised high, the heel of her left boot resting against the edge of the desk in front of her. She moaned again as she continued to stroke her pussy with one hand, while caressing up and down the material of her stockings of her left thigh with the other. She was so absorbed in her act of self love, that she didn’t notice me when I first entered the room. It was only when I shut the door loudly a few moments later that she looked up and saw me standing there.

At first she looked startled, but relaxed when she realized it was me. “How long have you been there, Marie, you perverted bitch?” Snapped Sarah, removing her hand from her panties and taking her left leg off the desk. She turned towards me her legs wide open, giving me a delightful and unrestricted view of her moist pussy lips protruding through the material of her damp tight panties. I looked her up and down licking my lips, letting my gaze flit from her panties, to her shapely legs, to her breasts, and finally to her pretty nineteen year old face. God she was horny and I could already feel my clit going hard and moist in my own panties. “Enough to know that you are a filthy little slut.” I replied smiling and walked towards her, swaying my hips.

“What took you so long?” Sarah asked, looking at me up and down with her lustful eyes as I swayed towards her. Like her I was wearing a blouse, a short business skirt, stockings and knee length boots.

“John was chatting me up. We have arranged to meet up later.” I replied, knowing that would annoy her. She didn’t like me going out with our male colleagues.

“It looks like you will be tired out again, when you eventually get home to your dear husband.” Said the little bitch, sneering. I kept smiling, although I vowed to get my own back. I really did despise the little slut. But she was so horny and would be a good appetizer before a good nights fucking from john and before going back home to my dreary husband. I changed the subject. “I see you started without me.” I pouted, now standing directly in front of her.

“Are you going to show me what I was missing?” She asked huskily, gazing at the sexy stockings on my well shaped thighs and the tight fitting skirt covering my shapely hips. I was more than happy to oblige. “Couldn’t wait for this?” I smiled and pulled up my skirt right in front of her face.

“Mmmm!” Sighed Sarah licking her lips. She eagerly leaned forward on the chair and started caressing the length of my thighs as she gazed frowning in lust at my panties. For some reason, Sarah is obsessed with seeing my panties. During the work day, she and always tries to position her to get a glimpse of them up my skirt. Naturally, I often position my legs discretely so she gets a good view without the others in the office realizing. I just love seeing that glazed look on her face as she stares between my legs.

Given this tendency, it wasn’t long before she was pulling the material of my panties in all directions with a lustful scowl on her face. I sighed contentedly as she played around with both the front and the back of the thin fabric. Every so often, I gasped as she sometimes pulled the material roughly up the crack between my buttocks or my pussy lips. Then with her hands still caressing me all over, she started nuzzling my pussy though my panties with her nose and lips, grotesquely sniffing my rich pussy juices. But she wasn’t the only woman here with a panty fetish, and I was desperate to satisfy my own. I pushed her back on the chair and she sat back smiling, spreading her legs wide like the good little slut she was. She grinned as I knelt down and caressed the material of her boots and stockings, slowly moving up to the bare skin of her inner thighs. God, I love feeling up another woman in kinky boots and sexy stockings. I gazed at her tight panties, matted and transparent against her moist pussy lips. I purred and caressed her pussy through her panties.

“Oh, suck it, Mrs. Smith!” She gasped, using my married surname. “Oh, suck it, please!”

I eagerly obliged, pulling the material of her panties to one side and flicking her clit with my tongue. She moaned scowling down at me, as I lapped her teenage juices from that rock hard clit. Given her earlier activities, she was already highly sexed up and it wasn’t long before she was arching her back and moaning out loud in ecstasy. I looked up and saw with satisfaction as her sweet young face contorted into a mask of ecstatic joy, my tongue still rapidly flicking her swollen clit. Mail me your comments to [email protected].

Good deeds are seldom performed for personal gain or selfish reasons. People do good deeds in order to help others, and reap only the satisfaction that the other person is better off. Sometimes, however, these two notions can meet, creating the word “opportunity.” For me, I began to understand how the twain shall meet during one nondescript, still summer evening at home. I was in my late teens, and, my older sister, while just beginning her new tax accountant job, had yet to find a suitable apartment, so, she was, at least for now, living at home as well. Deb was fresh out of college, about 22 years old, and, long the object of my sexual energy. She knew this, and, from time to time, played along and sex-teased I with her body, comments, and other actions designed to get a physical rise out of her younger brother.

It began during the daytime. My sister came home from her new job a little early, with company-issued laptop and training manual in tow. Steadfastly, she went to work in her room, as evidenced by the constant tap-tap-tapping of her French-manicured nails on the keyboard. I made sure she took a few brief breaks by interrupting her numerous time for mundane reasons; The real reason was, she had changed into a pair of pink cotton shorts (a relic from her freshman year in college, I think), which tended to ride way up on her legs and define her ass very well. Additionally, it was certainly no secret to her that, besides having an affinity for her long nails and buxom chest, I had a thing for her kitten-smooth legs. She took a brief break to eat, and, I did the same. Getting back to her laptop, she became near-hysterical when she found that none of her work had been saved. “AHH! Three hours down the damn drain!” and “It’s not here!! What the hell happened?”

Knowing she needed this for the next morning, and, also knowing it was an easy problem to solve, I told her I would help. Within a few minutes, I had her work saved, and, she was quite relieved. “Holy shit, do I owe you for this!” she piped up, “I mean it…This would have put me in deep crap if I lost it.”

“Well,” I posed to her, now getting wild ideas in my head, “I know nobody’s going to be around tonight, at least until after midnight, if that,” I said to her, with a hint of play in my eye. “So?” she answered. “So, Deb, here’s what I want…i’ve always wanted to, just once, shave your legs for you. Can I do it?” Sitting on her bed, crossing her legs back and forth and running her sleek hands over them, she replied that she “found that to be an odd request,” and that she’d have to think about it. “You’re still attracted to me that way, J?” she asked, to my answer in the affirmative.

Gazing up at me with her lovely brown eyes, still with some blue shadow on them, she nods her head and states “Ok. You got it. But, that’s it. And be careful. Don’t be nicking me up in any sensitive areas!” Excited, I tell her to meet me in the bathroom. Standing by her bedroom door, I playfully rolled her shorts up slightly further, causing her to laugh and respond “hey, now…..don’t be grab bin’ my ass.” Once in the bathroom, I sit her down on a chair I had obtained from a desk, and began to spread the shaving gel up and down her legs. Initially, this was fast-paced, but then, I decided to have fun with it and her by slowing down, really taking in her shapely games and inching closer to her crotch. “Stretch out,” I told her, “And, move them over a little” (meaning: spread ’em). Giggling, my sister complied, and chided me to “stop feeling her up and shave her darn legs already.”

Placing the double-bladed women’s razor on her left, front thigh, I began to shave her already smooth legs, inch by inch, trying hard to control myself being this close to her creamy thighs and cunt region. Maneuvering the razor in slow motions down her thigh and onto her shin, I realized I hadn’t done the inside of the thigh, right smack-dab in the middle of her crotch. “Uh, Deb…” I said to her, “It’s kind of hard to get the whole thigh here. I’m going to have to move the shorts up some more.” Laughing, but, containing herself, my sister flipped the shorts leg up some more, exposing the ending of her pussy hair through her panties. “Like thaaat??” she joked, “Does that make it…Less hard, or more hard??” Deb knew what she was doing to me all along. Continuing with the shaving, I finish up her left leg, and give it a good, long feel with both hands. “Ever get them this smooth, D?” I ask her. “Actually, no…You’re doing a great job, especially since I know you got a stiff dick from this!”

Now blatantly obvious, I pointed downward to my hardened cock, and simply joked, in a lower-voiced tone, that “See what you do to me?” Proceeding with the other leg, I now had the freedom to contort and twist her lower body, in part to make the shaving easier, in part to lay my hands on her more and feel her up. Both were approved. My left hand had found its way back to her finished, shaved leg, engaging in a mix of exploration and molestation. Deb stopped me just short of fingering her underneath her shorts, but, I could still pick up her slight sighs when I was caressing her inner thigh and feeling her pussy through and inside of her shorts.

This was morphing into a hot sexual experience for us both. ‘Hey, Debs…” I queried her, “Admit it….You knew all the time when I would come in at night and feel your body and hot legs, right?” Leaning back, tossing her tits skyward as I went about shaving her right leg and inner thigh area, my sister gave a nod and two-worded answer: “Mmmm-Hmmmm.” Further emboldened due to getting away with it (very often, mind you), I then questioned why she never approached the subject with me or the parents. “I liked the attention…I liked your touch…It was, whether you know it or not, very sensual.” Had it not been for holding a razor in my hand, I would have hit the floor.

Finishing up the shaving job, followed by some steamy, silent and deep-stare leg caressing of my sister, I asked her to, just once, put on her high heels and leave the shorts on, so I could “see my work in action.” Retreating to her closet, Debs pulled out a pair of black, very high heels, and placed them onto her feet. Walking down the hallway, I could feel the smoothness of the legs I was gazing at. Her walk had a side-shimmy to it, such that her ass was almost being tossed violently from side to side. “There…How’s that?,” she asked, now posing at the end of the hallway. “Fan-freaking-Tastic,” I replied, adding that “the only thing that would make it better would be…,” and, before I finished, her shirt was off, revealing only her lacy bra. “YES!” I exclaimed, approaching her for a light attack of her body and tits. Deb allowed me several dive-bomb into her chest, as well as my sneaky hand plummeting into the back of her shorts, feeling her ass with hard squeezes. She would jump at one or two particularly hard ones.

“OK, D, I have an idea…” I said, to her curious questioning. “I dare you to run outside, like that, right now, and stand in the street until a car comes by.”

“Wait…Just in my shorts, bra, and these heels?” she asks, almost in disbelief. “No way…In here with you is one thing, but, not out there,” she answered. Still, I knew there had to be a way to get her to do it, to show her body off. “c’mon, Debs…” I schmoozed to her, feeling her soft tummy. “Only until a car comes by. One car, that’s it.” Trying to bargain with me, she said she’d do it if she could put her shirt back on, even tie it up, or, take off her bra and jump up and down with her shirt on. I held out for what I wanted. “Nope, sweet Debs..,” I joked, “I want to be the one who shows you off. Like that, or, I easily remove your saved stuff on the laptop.”

“Shit….OK, i’ll do it!! One car, then, I is running back in here!” she said, sounding like she was up for the challenge. “Oh, and, by the way,” I directed her, “You need to walk up and down, so the car can see your sexy walk and legs from behind.”

“You know, kind of be a streetwalker!” Now laughing a little, my hot and increasingly controlled sister agreed, saying “I will. Just watch me.”

True to her word, and, adding more stiffness to my item, I watched as my sister traversed the road for 2 blocks, up and back, attracting car horns beeping, catcall, and whistles. Deb returned to the house seemingly energized by this, adrenaline-rushed from the thrill. “That was FUN!” she says, throwing her arms in the air, “I was out there, showing it off!” and “It was all for YOU!” Intensely aroused, I close in on her, laughing, joking, and tell her I wanted “one more thing.” Instantly, like a shot, she knew well what I wanted. “Lemme guess….You want to get naked and fuck me, don’t you….You horny bastard you!”

“Bingo!” I said, already moving my hands up and down her body. “For god’s sakes, Deb, I have wanted to get at this body for such a long time. Give it to me. Give it up to me…” Thakur ye body mujhe de de… I implored her. Stealing a lip lock on her (which surprised her), I sealed the deal by bargaining with her that I’d do some of her computer work for as long as she wanted me to. I aimed to have this reciprocating deal, a “sex for work” type of thing. I was no computer whiz, but, my sister had only a rudimentary understanding of them, so, I had her on that point alone.

Mulling this rather interesting offer for a few minutes, Deb turned to me, with a hint of nasty in her eyes, and informed me that “this is a deal that can get done, buddy.” Raising her soft leg onto a chair, in deep, sexy thought, she decided to up the ante. “Tell you what. Make it the work help, AND, my next two oil changes in the car, and, i’ll do It.,” she posed. Since I did my own oil anyway, I agreed, and moved in to take her body. Grasping her by the waist, my sister exhaled a gentle sigh, watching my hands incestuously traverse her curves, thus releasing herself to both my and her own desires.

“J…Ohh, J…Show me what you’ve been wanting to do to me all this time. Does my body excite you?” she purred. My cock pulsated, and I rubbed against her, slamming into her crotch. Her sensual sighs still reverberate in my head to this day. This hot specimen of a woman, this goddess-like creature, was soon to be mine. “Come on,” I tell her, “in your bedroom…I want you on your own bed.” She leads me down the hallway and back into her room, where this whole adventure began. “All of my guys take their clothes off first…I get off seeing them hard first” she apprises me, resulting in a pile of what once clothed me on her floor. With my risen, stone-solid cock saluting her in full, Deb reached out to feel it. “Mmm…I like!” she says, as I move in and topple over her. My searching fingers found her shorts waist line, and promptly relocated the cotton shorts and panties to her ankles. Feeling the outside of her pussy for play, I slid two fingers inside her hole, causing her to shiver with excitement. “OH! NOW you have me!” she said, intoning that I definitely hit a pleasure spot. My hormones were raging, my mind racing, and, I simply took her over.

Flattening her to the mattress, her legs spread open awaiting the arrival of her brother’s / controller’s hardened chunk of manhood. The first entry proved golden, as direct penetration into her moistening pussy produced a breath heave from my sister’s red-lipped mouth, tongue flailing in mid air. Wrapping her arms around my upper torso, I utilized that leverage to provide greater propulsion force, shoving my cock into her body’s openings with the intensity of a hot lava rush. Deb let out several screams into her pillow, until the more animal side of me removed it, so as to hear my own womanly sister wailing in delight in full, unruffled volume. Despite this violation of her clitoral walls at the hands of her younger brother, Debbie was becoming flush with satisfaction; perhaps, she hadn’t been quite taken like this before, to this nasty, forbidden, yet, truly pleasurable extent. Her orgasmic outbursts were tantamount to fulfilling of her own desires to be fucked, underneath her brother. This experience fed her taboo and sick side in many ways, and, I knew it.

Sliding my cock into her over and again, occasionally slamming it inside of her with a twinge of an intent of making it appear “forced,” my sister was able to draw blood from my back, due to impaling me with her long, manicured nails. I devoured her mouth and lips as well, force-feeding my tongue down her throat, giving her precious little chance to exhale. Sexy Debbie was well on her way to being a trembling, hard-fucked body. Always loving her waist curves, I caressed her hips and waist as I plunged inside her, holding on to buffer the force of my item meeting her cunt. Suddenly, I transformed this sensual body feeling of her waist, to a deep, full-fisted squeeze of her waist and tummy, causing her to exhale like a smoker’s cough. Those long, sexy, slender legs were now relegated to support beams, as she bent her knees to withstand the pressure of my body’s ramming her own. The bed frame shook and cracked; Deb squealed high-pitched noises into the air and out the open window. Her reddened clam was taking me in, fully and entirely, as I felt my first body venom erupt. “I’M CUMMING!!!” I exclaimed to her, and decided to paint her flat, sexy stomach with my warm juices instead. “DO IT J!!” she wailed out into the night. “DO IT!!”

Rearing back ever so slightly, I let the juices flow, smearing her abdomen with my warm gel over and again, making sure to spread all I could over her mountainous tits. Head tilted back, all Deb could do was moan in delight as her brother spewed all over her at long last. This, however, was not enough for my flying sexual psyche, as I longed for more, longed to spew not just on her, but, inside of her as well. Feeling a renewed energy, my cock plunged back into her pussy, gearing up for more zone violation. “UUGGH” she moaned out, “Ahh…Ahh…more…noo noo…” Her sighs bounced off the walls like sunlight. “Yeah, Deb…I want. IN you!” to her deep, sensual approval moans. My cock sliding inside and out of my oldest sister, I was experiencing something that I had only read about in porn magazines, and, in my wildest “no way” dreams, had performed with her.

Our speed quickened and Deb’s legs began to give way underneath her. Her knees had gone from an upright position to flat, opening the window for me to position her sexy legs as far outward as I desired. Although my goal of positioning her in a perfect “T” position failed, I was still able to create significantly more direct entry space to her tired and widened hole. Eyes closed, my sister looked beautiful as I fucked her pussy; never before had I seen this angelic, this perfect, and this gorgeous. My hand caressed her face and lips as my cock entered her, pushing her to her very limits. When I finally had enough internal steam built back up, I decided to let loose inside of her pussy, making sure she KNEW I was doing it. “Mmm…Debs…..Feel my cum inside you…Take it, take all of it. I’m not pulling out,” I whispered to her. Following a heavy, shriek-like sigh, my sister complied with my demand, and allowed me to spew fully inside of her, soaking up all that I had sprayed on her cunt walls. “OOOOHHHHYEEAHH!!!” she called out, seemingly at pleasure with my actions. Unsure of her birth control status, I never was sure what the odds were of a little me growing inside her perfect tummy; Since she had gotten her period several days later, I was assured that she had continued with her blue pills.

This little show I made her put on for me earlier had had quite the effect; Now, I began to wonder if I could ever involve anyone else with it. After all, damn near all of my associates panted after her. Now that I knew what her sexual avenues were, I could maybe exploit them and her. We would negotiate this for another time, however, but, such would be accomplished. On one fall evening, my sister Deb would give the green light to taking on a friend and myself at the same time. As I have always said, everything in life is negotiable.

It happens late at night under the cover of darkness. The silhouette creeps into my room standing at my bedside, nudging me awake if I’m not already. The first time it happened I was only 18. It began shortly after he went away (went away, taken away I should say). It started with a long lingering kiss. I knew it was wrong but thought nothing of it. The next time was only days later, it was much more intense and intimate. The kiss turned into an awkward examination of each other’s bodies. I thought it was over and questioned if it had all been a dream. It didn’t occur again for several weeks, this time the touching was much more zealous and didn’t last long. Shortly after her hand went down the front of my pajamas and began stroking my youthful cock I ejaculated, shooting jet after jet of cum on her hand and myself. She was kind and understanding, cleaning me up and kissing me before disappearing back into the darkness. I am 20 now; I know now more than ever that it is wrong. But now more than ever I have begun to enjoy our encounters. At first I was an awkward young boy, but with time and expert training I have become a master. I am not visited every night and never know when I will be. I have begun to anticipate the darkness and my visitor and on the nights when I am not I feel alone.

Tonight is like all the others, I lay awake looking at the clock wondering if I will be visited, I am not disappointed. Shortly after midnight the door opens quietly and the figure comes into my room. I pretend to be asleep and peek out through half opened eyes. Sometime she comes in wearing a robe on others like tonight she comes in naked. The way she dresses usually tells me what mood she’s in. On the nights when she wears the robe, it usually means she wants to go slow and soft. When she comes in naked it tells me that she is horny and wants to get fucked hard and fast. I prefer the robe but am willing to please any mood. She comes to the bed pulling back the bed sheets and kneels at my waist. I pretend to still be asleep and she does not try to wake me, she prefers to wake me in other ways. I feel as she rubs the outside of my pajama pants, her hand going in circular motions over the top of my flaccid cock. The motion continues until she feels my cock start to harden.

Her hand quickly darts into the fly front of my pajama pants and finds my growing erection. I wear no underwear anymore in anticipation of her visits. Her hand contacts my dick skin and it sends shivers throughout my body. I shake and pretend I’m waking up. Her hand grasps my manhood feeling it’s girth and rigidity. I look down at her and she presses her fingers to my mouth. Sssshhh she says quietly. Her hand is pulling my cock out the fly opening now. She places soft kisses on the bulbous crown of my erection and again this causes me to shiver. Slowly the kisses linger longer on the crown and I know what is next. I feel the heat emanating from her lips as her warm wet mouth engulfs the tip slowly, taking it inch by delicious inch into her throat.

The room lit only by moonlight I watch as her head bobs up and down in my lap. She is a true professional in her technique, making my cock fill with blood, swelling larger than I thought possible. She has trained me well and knows I never cum by her doing this. That this is merely a prelude to our passionate lovemaking.

Slowly she pulls her mouth from my cock, placing one last kiss on the spit slick head. She stands and comes to the head of the bed. Sliding over I know it is my turn to return the favor. Climbing up onto the bed she straddles my shoulders her neatly trimmed muff just inches from my face. I inhale deeply, taking in her sweet perfume mixed with female musk. Slowly I raise my head from the pillow placing small kisses along her inner thighs, before moving my mouth toward her mound. My lips contact hers and she shudders letting out a repressed moan. I know she enjoys this and take my time teasing her. My mouth to her groin, I begin caressing her pubis with my tongue. I Lap at her engorged outer lips before taking them individually into mine. She moves grinding herself down harder on to my mouth, forcing my tongue deeper. Inserting my tongue between the folds of flesh I seek out the hard little nub. Finding it I begin to flick it roughly with my tongue. Reaching up I take hold of her soft fleshy ass pressing her tighter to my mouth. She begins to squirm as my oral manipulation begins to take effect on her. Feeling her ass contract and her thighs tighten around my head I am rewarded to a flood of feminine juice gushing into my mouth. I slurp at it hungrily as she pulls herself away. Sliding her body down the length of mine, she traps my protruding cock between her soft thighs. Placing her mouth to mine she darts her tongue between my lips tasting her own flavor.

Exchanging a passionate kiss our hands continue their exploration. Her hands tug at the waistband of my bottoms trying desperately to push them down. My fingers run up and down tracing the crease between her ass cheeks. Getting the bottoms pushed down slightly I lift my hips allowing her to push them the rest of the way. My cock springs free of the waistband slapping along her inner thigh. Quickly she clenches her thighs shut trapping it between her warm wet groin. My erect cock restrained by her thighs, she begins to thrust against me, rubbing my well lubed member along her outer lips. We share another kiss as our desire intensifies. She lifts herself from my chest permitting my hands to fondle and squeeze her slightly sagging breasts. Pinching the nipples between my fingers I pull her toward me lowering one to my mouth. Sucking the extended nub between my lips I bite down lightly

She squirms faster now and intuitively I know she is ready. Gripping her ass cheeks I spread them open. She reaches back behind herself and grasps my cock placing it to her engorged lips she settles back allowing it to slide almost effortlessly into her. OOOHH! She moans as her inner walls stretch to accommodate my blood filled projection. Resting herself upon my hips she exhales attempting to compose herself. Balancing herself she brings her legs up underneath her in a squatting position. I extend my hands to her and she grasps them using them to help her balance. Slowly she rises, allowing my cock to come out of her just ever so slightly before impaling herself back on to it. Her thickly muscled thighs and ass cheeks help her to hover over my erect prick. Over and over she pumps my cock into her, minutes pass and her moans increase. She is ready and I am able. I guide her down as she settles onto my hips, my cock still rigid and hard inside of her, she shakes, stifling her screams as her orgasm overtakes her.

I wait patiently until it has subsided before flipping her over onto her back. I pull her to the edge of the bed taking her legs and placing them up on my shoulders. Grabbing my pillows I push them up underneath her ass lifting her pussy up to my waiting hard on. Grasping my cock in hand I aim it at her gaping hole and thrust it back into her. Pistoning my rod fast and furiously between her legs I know it won’t be long before she experiences another mind blowing orgasm. I have been trained to be merciless in her pleasure. My thick cock slides in and out of her unrelentingly until I feel her hands push my hips back away from her. She shudders and twitches below me and I watch smiling in my accomplishment.

When she is done writhing on the bed I withdraw myself from her. Turning over onto her stomach she beckons me with her fleshy ass. I know what she wants and it takes me but seconds to react. Being roughly the same height it takes me no time to align myself. Finding the little puckered hole I position my prick to its clenched passageway. Willfully and slowly I press forward, needing no lubrication I pressure the little opening to except my intrusion. Feeling her muscles loosen to accommodate the blood filled perpetrator my cockhead breaches the tiny opening. Slowly and steadily I push more of my flesh into her until my pelvis rests against her ample back- side. Bracing herself for the impending onslaught she leans forward resting herself on the pillows.

Holding on to her hips I gradually commence thrusting into her sluggishly building on the momentum. She reaches back gripping my ass in her hand seeking to driving more of me into her than I have to give. I continue my assault on her orifice, the sound of our bodies coming together producing thunderous applause. She buries her face into the pillow smothering her screams of bliss. I am ready to come and wait to be permitted. She begins to thrust back against me indicating her readiness. Her hands grip the pillow tightly against her face and she begins to shake. Turning to face me she smiles and I explode, discharging my semen deep inside of her, hanging onto her hips I convulse uncontrollably. Extricating herself from my prick she turns to face me, placing a small kiss on my lips she whispers to me “Goodnight son.”

“Goodnight mom,” I reply as I watch her depart back into the darkness.

I had a suspicion that my older brother Jitu had been snooping in my room; nothing I could put my finger on, but things weren’t exactly the way I left them when I had gone to school that morning. I wasn’t too worried about it: the things that would have been really bad for him to find were all safely locked in a box under my bed. Nothing was missing, nothing seemed to have been disturbed… But I was pretty sure that I hadn’t left the panties I wore yesterday on top of the pile of dirty clothes. No, they had been buried under my pajamas, I was pretty sure of that.

Jitu was home from college that semester, living at home and working to save up money. The idea of him rooting through my dirty underwear just wouldn’t get out of my head. He wasn’t a bad looking guy really. He was tall and lean, and the only blond in the family. He had filled out since he had left for college; he was definitely a man now. I was eighteen, tall and gawky, in my senior year of high school. If he hadn’t been my brother… The more I thought about it, the more turned on I got. I was a virgin at the time; I hadn’t dated much, and the only boy I had ever dated had broken my heart the last summer. I knew that my body had changed a lot in the last few years, and I was insecure about it. I wanted to be sexy. I wondered what Jitu did with my panties. I wondered if he masturbated with them. I kind of liked the idea, though I knew I shouldn’t. I decided to try an experiment.

That night, after I got myself off (thoughts of Jitu and the bulge in his jeans kept coming unbidden into my head and I had to push them away), I pressed the crotch of the underwear I had been wearing that day against my pussy. I wiped my wetness into them. I held the damp material to my nose. My scent was all over them. I left them on top of the big stack of dirty clothes in my closet. Then I pulled a hair from my head and laid it across them. When I got home from school that afternoon, Jitu was still at work. He did noon to ten o’clock shifts, six days a week. I ran up to my room and checked the closet. Sure enough, the hair was missing, and I was sure that my panties had been moved. So it was true; someone had been messing with my dirty underwear, and I knew it wasn’t Mom. Somehow I found that really exciting. I was bold that night. I wore my red thong, my “first date” underwear, as I called it, to bed. I fucked myself hard with my vibrator, leaving the panties on, pulled to one side. Needless to say, they got soaked. I moaned out loud when I came, as loud as I dared. Jitu’s room was next to mine, and I found myself half hoping that he could hear me through the wall. The next morning, after making my bed, I took a deep breath and made my decision. I left the red thong (still damp and reeking of my sex) sitting on the top sheet of my bed. I got a piece of paper and a pencil and left a note next to them:

Jitu-

I KNOW WHAT YOU’VE BEEN DOING

-A

All day at school I thought and worried about what would happen when he found the note. Or maybe I had been making it all up. Maybe the hair I had left the other day had just blown off. What did he think about when he borrowed my underwear? Did he jerk off to them? I kind of hoped he did. I kept getting excited thinking about it. What kind of a pervert was I? I had a hard time concentrating on schoolwork. When I got home, I ran straight to my room. My panties were still there, untouched as far as I could tell, and there was a new note next to them:

Aruna-

I’M REALLY SORRY. I WON’T ANYMORE.

-J

I felt really bad. I hadn’t meant it that way. I didn’t want him to feel bad. It wasn’t as if he was hurting me. When we were younger, I used to borrow magazines from under his bed, and he had never said anything, though I suspected that he knew. Anyway, I didn’t really want him to stop. I hadn’t been in his room since he had been home from college. It was tidy (not like mine), and quite bare. Just his clothes in the closet and his shoes next to the neatly made bed. No decoration, just a few books. I looked under the bed, but no magazines there; they had gone away when he had left for college, and apparently hadn’t come back with him. It seemed more like a hotel room than someone’s bedroom. I left the dirty red panties on the middle of his bed with a new note:

J-

IT’S OK I DON’T MIND.

YOU CAN BORROW THEM

-A

I wondered what he would think when he found them. I was tense all evening. Mom asked me what was on my mind. I told her I had a lot to study for in school. I made sure to be in my bedroom before Jitu got in; I didn’t want to run into him before he found my note. I was confused and anxious. I didn’t even masturbate that night. When I got home from school the next day, there were my panties on my bed, with another note next to them:

A-

THANKS!!

(IF YOU REALLY DON’T MIND)

-J

I really didn’t mind. And so, believe it or not, this is how things went: every night I would masturbate with my panties on, or wipe my come into the crotch of that days panties; the next morning I would leave them sitting on my bed for my brother. I rarely saw Jitu at home, with him working and me in school, but when we did see each other, he never said anything, and neither did I. It was as if nothing was different. The next week I had a Monday off. “Teachers Planning Day” or something. Kind of a non-holiday, but I wasn’t complaining. I took the rare opportunity to sleep late. I half woke up around seven when Mom left for work, but I rolled over and went back to sleep. Usually by now I would be getting ready to start first period history. Staying in bed was such a luxury! I dozed on and off, and started to think about getting up.

When my bedroom door opened, I woke with a start. I had forgotten all about “The Panty Game”, as I called it to myself. Of course Jitu was coming to my room to get the panties I had left for him. Or would have left for him, if I had remembered. I was, in fact, still wearing them. When Jitu saw me, half sitting up in bed, he turned bright red. “I’m sorry” he stammered, backing out of my room “I didn’t realize you were home.”

I felt oddly calm just then, sitting there in my pajamas, my hair all over the place. “No, its ok Jitu” I said “I forgot. You don’t have to go.”

He stepped into the room and closed the door behind him. He was looking at the floor, not making eye contact with me. I knew he was embarrassed and didn’t know what to say. I sat up and smoothed my hair out of my face. “Do you still want to borrow my underwear?”

He nodded, still not meeting my eyes. “You’re sure you don’t mind?”

“I don’t mind.” I said “actually I think it’s kind of sexy. What do you do with them anyway? Do you wear them?

“Oh no!” he answered quickly.

“Do you masturbate with them then?”

He nodded. “I like… I like the way they smell.”

“It’s ok” I said “It’s only natural. I mean guys like pussy right? And my underwear smells like my pussy… Its all about pheromones.” I realized that my nipples were getting erect. I wasn’t wearing a bra under my pajama tops and I wondered if Jitu could see.

“Thank you Aruna” he said “This is really embarrassing for me” he added.

“Listen” I said, and now it was my turn to blush “Would you mind if I watched once?”

“You mean?”

“Yeah… While you masturbate with my panties.”

“Ok” he said “If you want me to.” He sat down on the edge of my bed.

“You don’t have to” I said, “If it makes you uncomfortable.” I was blushing hard, my heart was racing, but my pussy was getting damp.

“No” he said “It’s only fair really.”

There was a long pause.

“Hey” I said “Would you like to borrow my underwear?”

He laughed “Yeah” he said “I would like that.”

Under the sheets, I squirmed out of my panties. I wasn’t wearing anything fancy, I remembered with a little regret, just white cotton bikini briefs. I handed them to Jitu. I noticed that the crotch was a little wet. Jitu took them shyly, then held them to his face and inhaled deeply. I realized that I was incredibly turned on. I let a hand slip under the sheet, softly and unobtrusively caressing my slit. Jitu looked at me once, shrugged as if to say “What the heck”, unbuttoned his jeans and stepped out of them. He was wearing boxers, and his cock made a huge tent in the material. A little trail of fur led down from his navel, promising hidden delights below. I had never seen an actual cock before, and my pussy was drooling with anticipation. He pulled off his boxers, and his cock sprung free. It was even better than I had hoped. I mean I had seen pictures, and read stories, so I had a pretty good idea what to expect, but I hadn’t imagined how sexy and delicious it would look. I also didn’t think it would be so big. It was bigger than my vibrator, but not so big that it was really intimidating. “God, I could take that.” I thought involuntarily. His balls were drawn up tight, and a clear drop of fluid glistened at the end of the swollen purple head.

He started stroking it, his face buried in the crotch of my moist panties. Under the sheets, I diddled myself in time with him. I couldn’t believe how tight he held his cock. It was red and purple and totally excited. I knew I was close. Jitu was pumping himself faster and faster, till his hand was almost a blur. Finally he shouted and come shot out of his cock, all over my sheet. It was amazing how much came out, gobs and gobs of pearly white, and it kept on leaking out as his cock wilted. He lay there, breathing hard for a few minutes, his eyes closed, and a peaceful smile on his lips. My dirty panties lay on the bed next to his face. With a groan, my hips bucked and I came. I rode the waves of my orgasm, coming and coming. When I was done, I held my slimy fingers out to him. “Do you like the way this smells?”

He surprised me by licking my fingers clean. “I have to go to work now.” He said “Thank you Sis.”

He put his boxers and jeans back on as I lay there, head reeling. Then he left, shutting the door after himself. On impulse, I stuck my tongue out and sampled the biggest puddle of semen. It wasn’t bad, a little salty. It tasted like sex. I licked it all off my sheets, swallowing hungrily. I couldn’t believe how much he had shot out. I wished I could shoot like that. I realized that I was still incredibly turned on. I pulled the vibrator out of the box under my bed, and quickly gave myself another orgasm. I couldn’t help imaging that the buzzing latex tool in my pussy was Jitu’s swollen cock, spewing come inside me as my cunt shook. Afterward, I lay there, head spinning with guilt and confusion. Knowingly letting my brother borrow my panties was one thing, a little naughty maybe, but basically harmless. This was something else; I had crossed a line this morning. I was a pervert now, and I knew it.

Hello all ISS readers. I am back again. Remember me. I am Abhishek 18 male Delhi. This is my 5th story here. Hope u would enjoy it. My friend Jim was only about 19 when he confided in me about his secret girlfriend. I never knew her real name, but Jim always referred to her as peach or peaches. She was 10 years older than Jim married, and much more experienced than him sexually. Jim said she loved younger men, and enjoyed teaching them new tricks. Jim seemed to fit the bill he was young enough and with his slim and sleek body type I suppose most women would consider him attractive. Anyway this is just one of the many stories Jim has told me about his secret rendezvous with peaches. Jim and peach had reserved a hotel room at the day’s inn. Jim arrived first, with a duffle bag containing numerous sex toys. Jim excitedly unpacked his bag which contained everything that peaches had instructed him to supply. As he unpacked the toys from his bag, he carefully inspected each one and fantasized about the endless possibilities of each apparatus. The array of toys consisted of anal plugs, anal beads, a vibrator, a clitoris massager, and a penis extender. Jim removed each toy from its packaging and gave them a quick rinse in the bathroom sink.

Peach arrived about a half hour after Jim. She smiled at him as she shook the rain out her short brown hair. “Hi babe, did you bring everything I asked you to?” she asked. “Oh yeah,” he answered trying to act nonchalant but he was fidgeting nervously. Jim was anxious to experiment with his new purchases; he ran his fingers through peaches damp hair and kissed her neck. “Which one would you like to try first?” he asked. Peaches giggled mischievously. “Not so fast,” she whispered. She looked deep into Jim’s smoky gray eyes and kissed him softly on the lips. Then she inserted her tongue in his mouth, and they enjoyed a long, passionate kiss. Jim said her mouth always tasted sweet like peaches hence her nickname. Peaches began awkwardly fumbling with the buttons on Jim’s shirt trying to unbutton them but she quickly became frustrated and literally ripped the shirt off of him. Jim massaged peach’s nipples over her thin, silky, dress. They were erect with anticipation. Jim kissed peach again, as he slid his hand behind her and unzipped her dress. In a whirl of excitement, her dress dropped to the floor and she stepped out of it. She was wearing nothing underneath except white thigh high hose, heels and a lacy garter belt.

Peach reached for Jim’s cock, it was already hard from the scent of her perfume which always made him horny. Peach got on her knees and unzipped his pants with her teeth, an old trick she had learned in high school. Jim unsnapped the snap on his jeans and peaches yanked them down around his ankles. She slipped her tongue around the tip of his cock teasing him with it. Then she slid her lips down over the head and down his shaft. Jim moaned and thrust his hips propelling his cock into her throat. Peach skillfully bobbed up and down his shaft while working her magic on his tight balls with her hand. After a few minutes Jim knew he had to slow things down so he withdrew his cock from peaches lips. Jim knelt on the plush carpet his mouth watered as he gazed up at peach’s shaved pussy. He unfastened her garter and slowly rolled down her hose one leg at a time. Jim spread her lips apart with his fingers and began to lick her. Jim massaged her clit with his thumb as he tasted peach’s sweet juices. “Yeah, just like that” peach instructed. She placed her hands on the back of his head and positioned his lips snugly over her clitoris. Peaches panted as he sucked her female penis into his mouth and slipped a finger up inside of her damp hole.

Peach reached for an anal plug and slipped into Jim’s sweaty palm. “I want you to do me first get the lubricant,” she urged him. Peach was warm, and wet with excitement she got on her hands and knees on the floor with her legs spread and her ass in the air. Jim coated his finger with the key jelly and affectionately applied the jelly to her asshole with his finger. He massaged the area around her anus and then slowly slipped a finger inside of her. Peach shuttered, she began to fantasize about fucking 2 guys at the same time one in each hole. Jim slipped his finger in and out of her ass until she began to relax and loosened up. Then he applied the jelly to the plug and slowly worked it up into peaches tight ass.

“Now it’s your turn,” peach insisted. She snatched the anal beads from the assortment of toys and coated them with a generous amount of lubricant. She had Jim bend over the bed and carefully inserted one bead at a time into Jim’s hairy ass. They lay on the bed next to each other both of their asses equipped with some form of anal stimulant. They performed manual masturbation on each other as Jim finger fucked peaches cunt she jacked him off. Peach began to slowly pull the beads out of Jim’s ass. One at a time an erotic sensation shot through Jim’s body as a bead slid out of his tight anus. Peaches watched Jim’s face flinch with pleasure with each yank on the pearl beads.

“I want you to fuck me now.” peach demanded. Jim mounted her doggie style and inserted his thick cock into her wet pussy being careful not to disturb her anal plug. Peach reached her hand down between her legs and reached for the chain of beads dangling down from Jim’s ass. As Jim pumped his cock in and out of her peaches occasionally gave the beads a little tug. Jim thrust his hips and as he sent his cock deep into peach the force of his body simultaneously pushed the plug deeper into her ass. Peaches began shaking with undisciplined pleasure as she savored the intense feeling of her mock double penetration.

Peaches were so overwhelmed she could barely talk but she somehow managed to get out the words. “Now use this,” she panted as she handed him the penis extender. Jim reluctantly withdrew his cock from her sticky hole. Peach helped him slide the penis extender down over the tip of his wet cock. Then she used her hand to guide his dick back inside of her. Peach reached a new threshold between pain and pleasure as Jim began fucking her hard with his super long 11-inch cock. Jim grabbed her anal plug by the handle and began forcing it in and out of her ass as he fucked her. Then without warning peach let out a scream of ecstasy. She lifted her ass in the air as Jim pounded her faster and she erupted in orgasm. Jim pulled out his cock and removed the extender peach quickly swung around wrapped her lips around Jim’s cock. Peach loved the taste of her own sticky juices on Jim.

Peach swallowed the head of his penis deep into her throat. Jim thrust his cock into her tonsils as he fucked her mouth. Peach paused for a moment, and looked up at Jim with her beautiful blue eyes. “I want you to cum in my mouth,” she whispered. Jim was thrilled!! He lunged his hard cock in and out of her mouth. Peach jacked him off with her hand, as she sucked continuously on the head. Finally, Jim let out a moan and propelled hot bursts of semen into her mouth. Peach swished it around in her mouth before swallowing it down savoring every tasty drop. Peach had learned to swallow at a young age and she really enjoyed the taste and smell of fresh sperm. Jim kissed her on the lips and after a short rest they started over… Any queries? Mail me on [email protected].

Hello all babes. I am Abhishek again. This is my 6th story. Enjoy it baby and masturbates it freely. Samantha, would you please step into my office, I have something I would like to discuss with you!?!” “Uh, yes, Miss Denton,” Samantha replied, “i’ll be right in!!!” “Please be seated,” Alicia Denton said while motioning Samantha to the chair, “i’ll come right to the point, I don’t get too many senior girls in gym class, and I was wondering why you waited until your last semester to complete this requirement!?!” Samantha squirmed uncomfortably in her chair before replying, “Well, I hate gym class, and I guess I just put it off as long as I could!!!” “Hmmm,” Alicia hummed, “well, that’s no excuse for you to flaunt the rules!!!”

“ma’am,” Samantha questioned?!? “don’t play coy with me, young lady,” Alicia retorted, “at the beginning of the quarter you were given a list of rules and regulations that would have to be adhered to in order to pass physical education, and for the last three weeks you have been ignoring one of those rules!!!” As Samantha’s heart sank, she visibly slumped in her chair and waited for Miss Denton to lower the boom on her!!!

“a basic and necessary requirement of this class is that all students must shower after their workout,” she intoned evenly, “with no exceptions, and I’m sure you were aware of this, is that not correct!?!” “Uh, well, you see it’s like this,” Samantha replied miserably, “I never really work up a sweat so I just figured…………..” “you just figured,” Alicia Denton interrupted, “that you would ignore proper procedure, well, young lady, this is going to stop right this instant or I can guarantee that you will not get credit for this course and subsequently will not graduate, do I make myself clear!?!” “Yes, ma’am,” Samantha replied softly, “crystal clear!!!”

Samantha got up out of her chair and was about to leave when miss Denton asked sharply, “and just where do you think you’re going!?!” “My next class,” Samantha asked hopefully?!? “Not until you have taken a good hot soapy shower,” Alicia Denton replied, “and I mean now!!!” “But i’ll be late for fifth period,” Samantha whined, “and I’m already dressed, can’t I just start taking showers tomorrow!?!” “Of course you’ll be taking a shower tomorrow,” Alicia replied quickly, “but that doesn’t change the fact that you will be taking one today also!!!” “Now,” Alicia Denton said a little more gently, “follow me and i’ll let you take it in the faculty facility!!!

“i’ll start the water,” Alicia offered, “while you get undressed!!!” This was incredibly embarrassing and Samantha would have given just about anything to be anywhere else, but she was stuck and she knew it!!! If she called Miss Denton’s bluff there was a very real chance she would flunk gym class and not graduate, and that, was not an option she even slightly entertained!!! “Hop to it,” Miss Denton scolded, “your water is running and you haven’t removed a stitch of clothing!!!” Grimly Samantha unbuttoned her blouse and slid it off of her shoulders, exposing her huge bra encased chest to the teacher’s eyes!!! “Come on, dear,” Alicia pressed on, “off with your skirt and your undies, we don’t have all day!!!”

The red rose sharply into Samantha’s cheeks as her skirt dropped to her ankles, leaving her only in her bra and panties, and it was at this point she decided to give it one more try by begging, “p-please, miss Denton, I know I was wrong not to take my shower, but I have a really good reason, please don’t make me do this, I’m so embarrassed!!!” Miss Denton stood solemnly with her arms crossed while staring at the young girl and asked, “and what possible reason would that be!?!” After taking a deep breath, Samantha replied softly, “it’s my weight, ma’am, I I’m so over weight that I’m just too ashamed to take a shower in front of my classmates!!!”

Before Alicia Denton could reply, tears began rolling down Samantha’s cheeks as her emotions got the best of her!!! Immediately Alicia’s heart poured out to the young girl, and she reached out, took Samantha into her arms, and whispered into her ear, “oh, honey, you may be a little on the plump side, but you are far from being fat, in fact most men would prefer a woman with a little more padding than a super model’s bag of bones look!!!” This seemed to calm her down some, so she offered no resistance when Alicia Denton unhooked her bra and slid down her panties, leaving her just as naked as the day she was born!!!

Alicia continued to comfort her young student, and much to her delight, she again failed to protest when the thirty year old teacher gently hefted a huge breast in her small hand while twisting the large pink nipple between her thumb and forefinger!!! “Samantha,” Alicia whispered, “does that feel good on your nipple, you seem to have a very responsive body!?!” “I-it feels wonderful,” she whispered back, “d-do you like my breasts, I feel like such a cow, they’re so big!!!” “oh, no,” Alicia admonished her, “large breasts just make a woman that much more feminine, you’ll soon find, if you haven’t already, that men and women both just love having a woman with large breasts around, not only do they look beautiful, but they are very nice to suck and touch!!!” She shook her head sadly and replied, “that’s just not true, my boyfriend makes fun of them sometimes makes mooing sounds!!!”

Now it was Alicia’s turn to have the fire come to her cheeks and she snapped, “what an asshole, drop him like a bad habit, honey, and find yourself someone who can appreciate your obvious assets, what a jerk he must be!!!” still a little doubtful, Samantha asked softly, “but look at you, you have a perfect body, so trim and compact, just the way I’d like to be!!!” The teacher smiled and replied, “Well, dear, we’re all sexy in our own special ways, but I’d give anything to have your chest, believe me I would!!!” “You’re just saying that,” Samantha replied quickly, “i’ll bet yours are a lot nice that mine are!!!” Now growing a little exasperated, Alicia answered, “okay, i’ll just have to prove it to you, watch me; i’ll take off my top and show you!!!

Now it was Samantha’s turn to stare, and she kept her eyes riveted to Alicia’s chest as her teacher removed her tee shirt and sports bra!!! “See,” Samantha offered, “you’re absolutely perfect, and any man would die to have those!!!” “Yes,” Alicia replied, “they are perfect, but they are small compared to yours, and believe me, men just love big boobs on a woman, take my word for it!!!” The two women continued ogling each other’s breasts until Alicia asked softly, “dear, have you ever kissed a woman before!?!” “No,” Samantha whispered, “never, have you?!?” “oh, yes,” Alicia sighed, “and it’s very nice, breasts pressed together, tongues intertwined, and hands roaming all over each other, I just love making love to another woman, may I please kiss you?!?” “Yes,” Samantha said as her voice cracked, “I’m getting very aroused, please, do it now!!!”

This is what the older woman had been waiting for, the chance to press her small bare breasts against the massive mammary flesh of her young student while sliding her tongue deep into her mouth!!! They groaned in unison as their tongues explored each other’s mouths, and almost instantaneously there were four very erect nipples rubbing back and forth over each other, while two vaginas began to leak profusely along the length of their two puffy cracks!!! When they pulled away for a second, Samantha asked, “a-are you a lesbian!?!” “Do you care,” Alicia replied!?! “Uh, not really,” Samantha replied, “it’s just that you seem so sure of yourself, almost like you’ve done this many times before!!!” Now with a finger up the young girl’s cunt, Miss Denton replied, “but I have, child, I have!!!”

“Oh, god,” Samantha moaned out loud, “y-you’re fingering my pussy, and it feels sooooooo good!!!” “Mmmmmmm, yes it does,” Alicia replied softly, “you have a very hairy pussy, dear, is your mother hairy too!?!” “Uh huh,” Samantha grunted, “s-she’s even got more than me, we’re Italian…!” “Do you know what I heard,” Miss Denton asked softly!?! “w-what,” Samantha gasped as the finger twisted inside of her, “what have you heard, ohhhhhh god that feels good, please don’t stop!!!” “don’t worry, dear,” Alicia replied sweetly, “I’m not going to stop, but I heard that Italian woman are very easily sexually aroused and usually have many orgasms before they are satisfied, is that true!?!” “I I’m not sure,” Samantha said between moans but i’ve heard my mom and she cums over and over again when daddy fucks her!!!”

“Oh my,” Miss Denton sighed, “how often does he fuck her!?!” “Every night,” Samantha groaned, “h-he really lets her have it too; he makes her beg for it, just like a whore!!!” “Mmmmmmm, it sounds like your dad keeps her in her place,” Alicia observed, “does she ever suck him off!?!” “Oh my yes,” Samantha replied softly, “mommy sucks him almost every night, I can tell cuz she stops moaning and dad’s the only one saying anything!!!” “Have you ever seen your daddy’s hard penis,” Alicia asked while growing more distressed her!?! “a-a couple of times,” Samantha gasped, “when he came out of his bedroom I could see him through a crack in my door!!!” “Was he big,” Alicia said shallowly, “I mean did he have a big cock!?!”

“Fuck yes he was big,” she moaned, “he was fucking huge; it was long and curved, with a really round head!!!” “When you saw it,” Alicia continued on, “how id it make you feel!?!” “Like a fucking pussy,” Samantha moaned, “just like a little pussy that needed to be taken!!!” “Did you masturbate then,” Alicia asked while she continued fingering Samantha at a furious rate!?! “Oh yes,” Samantha gasped, “an I reached under my nightie and fingered myself to a really hard cum!!!” “Just like I’m doing to you right now,” Alicia asked softly!?! “Oh god, it happening,” Samantha groaned, “m-my pussy is going over the edge, I can tell, I’m fucking cummmmmmmming!!!”

The two woman continued their embrace long after Samantha had experienced her climax, while Samantha whispered sweet little thank yours to Alicia for her brutally satisfying orgasm!!! Finally Alicia pulled away and ordered softly, “okay, baby, now off into the shower with you, we’ll continue this “conversation” later, all right?!?” Giving her gym teacher one last long kiss before hopping under the stinging hot jets of water, Samantha replied, “I just hope it’s soon, I don’t want to forget where we’re at!!!” “Alicia chuckled and replied, “Don’t worry, hon. I know exactly where to pick it up, after all, I’m your teacher!!!”

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Hi all. My Name is Sandeep I’m 28 year old with fair complexion smart boy from chandigarh still unmarried, main ek pharma co main kam karta hun. Mere pass ek computer opreter ki jagha khali thi. Ek din boss ne ek larka bheja bola ki yeh tumhari sath kam karega us ka Naam Gupt rakhta hun kyo ki abhi bhi wo mere saath kam karta hai aur yeh storyia bhi partha hai darsal mujhe partiyan dena ka bhuat shonk hai main roz roz kisi na kisi ke sath shaam ko pine baith jata hun dhere dhere us ke sath meri dosti paki hoti gai ab to hum dono roz shaam ko bhithne lage. Wo jab bhe mere sath pi leta to apni biwi ki baat karta us ki taarif karta us ke siwa aur koi baat nahi karta tha aur mujhe hamesh bolta ki main apni biwi se bhuat pyar karta hun. Aur main tum ko apni biwi se ek din jarur milwaunga to main bolta thik hai ek di mil le ge us waqt tak mere dil main aisa waisa koi khayal nahi tha. Aur phir ek din wo apni biwi ko himachal se le aaya aur mujhe bola mere ghar par aana main tum ko us se milwaunga maine kha thik hai. Sham ko main us ke ghar gaya us ki biwi se mila mujhe bas us ki ek cheez achi lage wo dhi us ki Aankhein kyo ki maine us ko galat nazar se nahi dekha tha aur phir main apne ghar chala gaya.

Ek din sham ko humar Pine Ka program bana lakin kafi barish ho rahi thi to usne bola aaj mere ghar per hi pi lete hai main bola thik hai chal magar teri biwi to gussa nahi kari gi wo bola nahi to hum us ke ghar per chale gai Abhi tin chaar peg lagaye the ke mari Nazar samne gai dekha ki us ki biwi samne meri traf peeth kar ke Khari thi main nazar seedhi us ki gaand per gai aur main pagal ho gaya us ko dhekh kar aur mera lund ek hi jhatke main khara ho gaya main bari mushkil se apne aap ko control kiys bhir main dhayan se us ki Figar dekhi us ka size hai 32 30 36 us din maine soch liya ki main is ko chood kar rhunga. Phir mera us ke ghar roz aana jana shuru ho gaya dhree-2 wo mere sath ghul mil gai phir main ek din dhayan se us ki Aankhon main dekha aur main samaj gaya ki wo bhi kuch chahti hai lakin meri us ko bolne ki himat nahi hui ek din maine us ke ghar per kuch jayda hi pi li aua maine soch liya ki aaj main us ko pakar kar bol hi dunga ki main tere liye pagal ho gaya hun per dar.

Bhi lagta tha kanhi kiyo ki mera dost bhi mere sath hi hota tha. Achank mera dost uth kar dusre kamre main gaya aur wo bhi us ke piche piche chali gai aur us ne ek baar mur kar mujhe dekha us ki aankhon main kashis thi phir main jaan bhuj kar bola are bhabi ji jara TV ko dekhna yeh thik nahi chal raha to wo aayi aur mene himmat ki aur us ko pakar liys aur jaldi se kiss kar diya wo Ghabra gai aur jaldi se andar chali gai baad main mai bhi dar gaya ki ab kya hoga wo dono andar baatain karne lage phir mara dost bahar ayaa aur bola kya yaar tune aphi peg nahi banya bus itna sunte hi main samaj gay ki ab meri baat ban gai aur us raat mujhe neend nahi aayi aur pe us ke sexy gaand ke baare main sochta raha aur muth maar kar so gaya. Agle din main office se lunch time main apne dost ko office main chord kar us ke ghar phunj gaya wo mere ko Akela dekh kar ghabra gai us ne bola aap is waqt wo kanha hai maine kha wo office main hai main tum se milne aaya hun wo boli kiyo main bola raat ki hakat ki wajhe se main raat ko so nahi paya main tum ko sorry bolne aaya hun wo boli koi baat nahi aage se dhayan rakhna main samj gaya ki yeh bhi mujh ki chahti phir main moka dhekh kar us ko bola ki maine jab se tum ko dekha hai pagal sa ho gaya hun mujhe lagta hai mujh ko us tum se payar ho gaya hai aur phir main dheer dheer us ke haat pakar liye aur apne hont us honto ke pass le gaya aur us ne.

Aankhain Band kar li aur phir hum dono kisi aur hi duniya main the us ke baad main dheer dheer us ko suit uppar kiya us Beech main main us ke Kaan main apne jeeb daal dhi aur us ke muh se aawaj nikli aahaaaaaa ummmmm ahaaahaaaa phir main us ki bra ki huk khol di wo boli yeh dheek nahi hai koi aa jaye ga ye galat hai maine bola payar main kuch bhi galat nahi hota aur us ki boobs dheeke Brown color ke nippel the phir maine us ke nippel per halki halki jeeb pherne laga us wo mast hone lagi aur mere sir ko pakar kar apne momo ki aur pass karne lagi aur us ke muh se aawaj aa rahi dhi ummmmm ahhhhhh dono ko chuso tum to ek per hi lage ho yeh sunte hi main pagal ho gaya phir maine us se pucha ki kya tum main isi din ka intjaar kar rahi thi us ne bola haan per kya karti dar lagta tha bus phir main us ko lita diya aur us ke mome chusne laga phir main us ki nabhi main jeeb daal di wo sihar uthi jaise us ko karnt laga ho dhire dhire main us ke jism per kapro ke upper se jeeb ferta hua us ke pairo ke pass Phunj gaya aur us ke Pair ko Anghoota chusne laga ab to wo bed per machalne lagi aur main us ke pairo ki ungliyo per dheere dheere jeeb Pherta raha aur us ki muh se aawaj aati rahi aahaaaaaaa oohhhhhoooooo main pagal ho jaungi yeh sab tumne kanha se sikha hai ab mujh se raha nahi jata jaldi se uper aa jao Abhi Main Utha Hi tha ki Achank mera Mobile Baja office se call the ki lunch time khatam ho chuka hai tum kanha ho boss bula rahe hai bus phir kya tha sara mood off ho gaya main us ko bola mujhe jana hoga wo boli mujhe is haal main chord kar mat jao dhordi der aur lage ki par main chala aaya maine bola jald baji main maja nahi aaye ga aur agar main nahi gaya to mari nokri khatre main per sakti hai kiyo ki pehle hai bhuat problem chal rahi hai

Sham ko jab main apne dost ke saath us ke ghar per gaya to wo gusse main thi aur mari traf dekh bhi nahi rahi thi roz ki traha humne peg lagte rahe aur baate karte rahe per meri nazar us per hi thi per wo abhi bhi gusse main thi aur mari traf dekh bhi nahi rahi thi itne main mera dost bola main bathroom ja kar aata hun bus mujhe moka mila aur main Japhat kar us ko paka liya aur Pucha kya hua wo kuch nahi boli maine bola theek hai kal main chooti le lunga aur es ke jane ke baad aa jaounga wo chup rahi phir mera dost aa gaya bhir maine us ko bola thik hai main chalta hun. Agle di apne dost ke jaane ke baad main us ke ghar per gaya us ne darwaja khola wo abhi bhi naraaz thi main us ko haat lagaya to us ne mara haat door kar diya main bola abhi tak naaraz ho wo bed ber baith gai niche peir latka kar main us ke pairo main baith gaya aur us ke pair apne haato main le liye aur us per kiss kiya wo abhi bhi kusse main the maine sorry bola agle bar aise nahi hoga aur us ki salwaar thordi upper ki aur us ke pair se lekar us ki tango ko chatne laga wo mast hone lagi . Us ki aankhain band ho gai mail laga raha phir main utha aur us ko bed per lita diya au honto se hont jord diye aur aur us ke honto ka rus choosne laga dheere dheere maine us ka kameez uttar diya ab wo kewal mere samane salwar main thi us ne bra nahi phani thi aur so ke 32” ke boobs with brown nipple dekhte hi mera 6” ka lund shesh naag ki traha funkare marne laga aur main us ke momo ko chussne laga aur us ne mujhe kas kar apne sene se laga liya aur boli aaj mat jana mena kha jaan tumhare liye to maine choti li hai aur bus bhir maine us ki salwaar ka narda kinch diya aur apne pair se us ki salwaar niche kar di aur.

Ab wo mere samne kewal brown kachi main thi main us ke boobs chooste chooste niche niche jane laga aur us ke nabhi main jeeb daal kar ghumane laga aur us ke muh se awaje aane lagi oooffffffff uuuuummmmmmm aaj mujhe satisfy kar do plz aahhhhha maine kaha jaan don’t worry tum dekhti jao aur phir main aur niche apna muh le gaya aur kachi ke upper se us ke choot per jeeb phairne laga wo boli ye kya kar rahe wo maine kha madhushalla ka rus pe raha hun isi ke saath main us ke kachi niche kar di wah kya nazar tha halke halke baalo ke beech us ke choot thorda sa muh khole hue aise lag rahe the jaise baadlo ke beech chand main dheere dheere us ke choot ko chatne laga wo boli aaj se pehle meri choot kisi ne nahi chati boohat maja aa raha hai ummmmmmm ooooohhhhh aur chato ummm aaaahhhhhhhhahhhhhh offffffffffff aur thordi deer baad safead safead pani aanae laga aur main sara chaat gaya wo pagal ho chukki thi boli ab sabar nahi hota aa jaao phir maine apna lund bhahar nikala aur us ke haat main pakra diya wo dheere dheere hilane lagi phir main us ke upper aaa gaya us ne mena lund pakara aur apne choot main dalne lagi main thorda peeche ho gaya us ko trsaane laga us ne kha ab daal bhi do phir maine ek hi jhatke main lan pura ka pura us ki choot main daal diys aur us ke muh se nikla aaaaaahhhhhhhhh phir.

Maine us dhake lagane shuru kiye aur us ne apni taange upper utha li aur thord lan us ke andar ho gaya ab us ke mome mere samne uchal rahe the aur wo niche se pura saath de rahi thi tordi deer baad main niche aa gaya aur us ko upper apne lund per bitha liya aur wo upper niche hone lagi aur us ne apne baal khol diye aur jor jor se dhake lagane lagi aur karne lagi aaaaaaaaa uuuuuuu aaa a aa a aa ooooooo maja aa raha hai thordi deair karne ke baad boli main thak gai main bola theek hai tum ab dogi style main aaa jao phir main dogi style main karne laga aur wo boli tum to bhoot style apnate ho mera pati to sharb pi kar so jata hai kabhi karna bhi hota hai to 5 min main kar ke so jata hai aur main payasi rah jati hun maine kha jaaan aaj tumhari pyass main bujha dunga ok phir wo boli zara zor ke karo mera pani aaane wala hai main kha thik hai tum sidhi late jao main phir se us ke upper aa gaya aur us ne apne taange utha li aur maine apna gila lund us ki choot main daal diya aur zor zor se dhake marne laga aur thordi deair baad us ka paani nikal gaya aur wo boli main main to aaj stisfy ho gai itna bolte hi mera lun se phi ek pichkari nikli aur us ke pait par aur momo per giri isi ke saath main us ke upper late gaya aur us ke lips choosne laga wo boli thank you bus isi trha mujh se pyar karte rahna main utha aur us ki choot per kiss kiya aur bola thik hai jaaan aaj se tum meri jaan ho aur main tum ko jaaan hi bolung. Dosto aapko mari yeh kahani kaisi lagi mail jaroor karna thank you mera email id [email protected].

Hi all, I’m Shaunak again. I’m from Bangalore, 30 yrs old. My previous 2 stories were about some wild sexual encounters with a common friend and an internet date. This one is about getting my fill of sex through the internet, but the pleasure was even more, considering that the woman I was making love to was someone else’s wife and that too with his consent. Hail the swinger websites! I was very nervous about this. Being a complete novice to the contact scene this would be my first meeting and I was filled with both apprehension and excitement at what may be to come.

On reading the couple’s posting on a swinger’s site, they sounded just right, but it was the innocent photo of hers in her salwar which really clinched it. Suman looked so hot I just had to write. I sent my email and photo off describing one of my favorite fantasies as they had requested, not really expecting an answer back. So you can imagine my surprise when their reply landed. Opening the email I was still trying not to get my hopes up too high in case they turned out not to be interested.

But to my delight they were. The email described her fantasy of meeting a well built, muscular stranger and indulging in an afternoon of passionate, uninhibited, lustful sex. Her husband had given her the approval to do so and just wanted to know the intimate details from her when she returned, and if it worked out possibly to watch and even join in some time in the future.

We kept in touch over the email and arranged to meet at my hotel in Delhi a couple of weeks later, when I had to travel for work. So here I was now, sitting in the bar of my hotel waiting with bated breath for her to arrive. I was just starting on my second vodka when Suman arrived. Instantly recognizable from her photo Suman looked even better in the flesh. She had a great figure, complimented by her black knee salwar kameez. She must have recognized me from my photo too as she gave me a nervous smile and made straight towards me at my table. Over drinks it soon became apparent that we were both more than pleased with our choice as we laughed and touched each other over the table. Eventually I was so turned on I could hold back no longer and asked if she would like to join me upstairs. “I thought you’d never ask” Suman replied.

We left the bar and made our way upstairs in the lift. As soon as the doors of the lift closed we began kissing, unable to wait until we reached our room. Running our hands all over each other we heard the lift bell chime and broke off just in time as the doors opened and an elderly couple got in. We stood behind them grinning at each other like a couple of school kids and I playfully began to pinch her bottom whilst appearing to be just waiting for the lift to reach our floor. Finally the doors opened and we got out and headed for our room.

Once inside we began kissing passionately again and frantically tugging at each others clothes in an effort to get them off as quickly as possible. There was no gentleness here, this was just pure lust. Breathing heavily Suman undid my shirt pulled it back over my shoulders and quickly undid my belt. Pulling off her salwar and casting it aside I undid the rest of her clothes and threw them in the direction of my jacket also. Unzipping my fly Suman slipped a hand inside my trousers and rubbed my quickly growing member, letting out a little appreciative mmm… Running my hands up her legs, I started to fondle her from behind.

God the sexy bitch had stockings on as well. Undoing the catch and unzipping her, it fell to her feet and Suman stepped from it. Suman stood in front of me now just in white lace bra, and suspenders with black stockings. Suman really did look even better than the photos. “Wow, you look fantastic” I told her. I could tell from the smile on her face that Suman liked what she saw as well. Suman stepped back to me, knelt down and pulled down my trousers. Then Suman ran her hands back up my legs and pulled down my shorts too. I leaned back on the desk in the room as Suman wrapped her hands around my now thick, solid organ and began tossing me off expertly. Then bending her head Suman licked its shaft and flicked her tongue over its tip before taking me into her mouth and sucking me until it felt like my insides were turning out. She could tell from my groans how much I was enjoying this and I would have been quite happy to let her finish me off, but that would be a little selfish wouldn’t it.

I pulled back and Suman stopped and stood up to face me again. I turned her round so Suman stood beside the desk now, “Bend over, it’s your turn”. Suman leant over placing her hands on the desk, I stood behind her and ran my hands up the inside of her thighs and began to rub her through the silky white panties whilst kissing the nape of her neck. Suman moaned lightly with pleasure as I felt the dampness begin to seep through. I slipped her panties down and off and continued to rub her off from behind again. Suman was sopping by now. I stopped rubbing and bent over to whisper in her ear, “I’m going to have you now”. “Yes please” Suman gasped out. I knelt on the floor and put my face under he bent, outstretched legs, lodging my face between under he pussy and my nose in her ass crack. It was amazing, the way she smelt and bent with her spread legs. Suman leaned over a little further and I could lap at Suman’s mound while my nose was rubbing her asshole. Suman was extremely wet and soon she cried out with her first orgasm.

Soon I wanted a change; “Get on the bed” Suman did so. Kneeling before me on the bed and Suman was a sight to behold. Gripping her hips I entered her, in doggy fashion, doing so in one long steady thrust. Suman cried out half through pain half through ecstasy as I buried myself up to the hilt in her wonderful folds. “Oh God, yes” Suman moaned as I continued to thrust into her. Bending over her I began to rub her nipples through the lace bra Suman still wore, breathing heavily in her ear. Suman reached round, unclasped it and threw it to one side as I bucked harder and harder still into her. I pulled out again and turned her over onto her back and lifting her legs over my shoulders

I pressed into her once more, rubbing her thighs through the silky stockings with one hand and her clit with the thumb of my other as I pounded away. Our tempo increased, as did our gasps and moans and finally feeling the surge emanating from deep inside me I speeded up even more and came inside her with short sharp thrusts which took her breath away with each sharp stroke. Our initial lust satisfied we lay there awhile enjoying the afterglow. “I’m certainly going to have plenty to tell my husband”, “You’ll have more than plenty, this is only just the beginning” I replied. “Well I can’t wait to find out what’s next.”

We lay a while longer and then arose for a shower. We stepped inside and kissed passionately as the water cascaded down over us and continued to do so for a few minutes, enjoying the different sensations. Then standing behind her I lathered her back, massaging it at the same time. I ran my hands round her front and cupped and soaped her breasts and then ran one hand down her front and rubbed her again whilst Suman ground her hips against me. I could feel myself getting hard again, Suman reached round and grabbed it and began to pull me off slowly as I continued to finger her under the spray of the water. We stepped out of the shower and dried each other intimately with the big, soft complimentary hotel towels and made our way back to the bed.

Suman rolled her stockings on once more and clipped them back to her suspender belt, “I just love the feel of them when I’m making love” Suman said. “You’re not the only one.” Suman lay down next to me again and we stroked each others bodies. Her touch was electric. I massaged her feet through her stockings and Suman relaxed into a state of blissfulness. I continued to run my hands up her legs and she opened them slightly so they could explore further. My fingers traced their way over the smooth bare flesh at the top of her thighs and slipped into her soft, wet, warmth.

Suman sighed lovingly as they did so. As they probed their way inside I licked at the lips of her sex with my tongue and Suman pulled me closer to her as I rolled it around her clit. Intent on making her come like this I continued but Suman pulled my head away. “Please, I need to feel you inside me.” Suman turned me onto my back and sat astride me. “This time lover, i’ll do the work” Suman said. Suman took my resumed hardness in her hand and slid slowly down onto it, her face contorting into a mask of pleasure as she did so. Suman rode me slowly at first grinding her hips into mine as she darted her tongue into my mouth. Laying back in this paradise I was quite happy to let her continue. Sitting upright again she began to bounce up and down harder.

I met each of her downward movements with an upward thrust and we both gasped out each time our hips bucked into each other. Suman fondled her own breasts as I gripped her hips and pulled her down onto me harder still. “Don’t stop, please, don’t stop” Suman gasped out between cries. I carried on bucking wildly into her until Suman cried out and collapsed onto me. Slowing down my strokes she lay there motionless across my chest, breathing heavily. I was still hard inside her and some way from my own climax. “You are fabulous” Suman whispered as she began to recover. “Thanks, but what am I going to do with this” I said pointing down. “Don’t worry; I’m not finished with you yet.” Thank heavens for that I thought.

Suman rolled off me and began to suck me off once more, gently tickling my balls with her fingernails. I lay there groaning as Suman sucked and wanked me at the same time, regulating her speed with my hand on her head. I could feel myself beginning to near my own climax now and Suman must have sensed this as well. Sucking harder she bobbed her head faster as I forced more and more of myself into her mouth with each stroke. I could feel her licking the tip as she sucked me and couldn’t control it any longer. I spurted deep into her mouth as Suman swallowed whatever she could and let the rest run from the sides of her mouth and down her chin. I’d never felt anything like it before. We spent the rest of the night in the bed continually making love as soon as we had both recovered. At one point Suman even phoned her husband and left the phone off the hook so he could hear what Suman was doing at the other end of the line. She left the next morning and arranged to meet again next month. I couldn’t wait to find out what Suman had in store. It was going to be a “long, hard” wait.

I’m Shaunak Kapoor, a Sales Manager of a branch office of a middle-sized corporation in Bangalore. It is the only company that I have worked for that sanctioned two office parties every year. Every company has a New Year party but we had a party in September at the end of our half yearly sales campaign. The September party was even livelier than the New Year party because it was there that we received our bonuses based on our sales performance. Seventy-five people worked in our branch and of those about twenty were women. Most of the women were in the sales force but the one that stands out is the receptionist/call screener named Sapna. She is twenty seven years old and gorgeous. Her golden-brown hair perfectly frames her face. She is about five feet eight and has a smile that lights up a room. Her body is Victoria Secret class. Her breasts are her outstanding feature. I would guess them at about thirty-five C or D. She dresses to show them off. When she comes to my desk and leans on it to tell me something, the view is cock-hardening. Her breasts are round and appear very firm. I am thirty years old and not in the group of guys that continually harassed her with jokes and proposals. She was no prude. She would listen to their jokes and laugh at the funny ones but none of the guys in the office had ever been successful in taking her out. One guy even lost a bet that he could take her to lunch. I was business friendly with her but that was as far as it went.

Bonus Friday came and it was time for what was called the bonus party. We closed the office at three and brought in drinks and beer. It was a mix-your-own affair. I never had more than one weak scotch and water at a company party. I had seen too many people make fools of them after drinking too much. I didn’t think I would do that but I couldn’t afford to take the chance. Sapna had gone into the ladies’ room just after three and changed clothes for the party. I thought she was sexy before she changed but after she did, she was a guy magnet. There was a crowd of salesmen around her throughout the party. We were very successful during the half year so everyone was happy with their bonus checks. The speeches were too long and too boring but everyone applauded the speakers anyway because they were the ones who doled out the bonus money. After the bonus checks were handed out, the party would begin to thin out. I glanced to my left and saw Sapna headed my way.

“i’ve got a favor to ask of you but I have to go the bathroom first,” she said as she passed.

I could not imagine what the favor could be. I waited in anticipation for her to return.

“It’s a really big favor,” she said as she put her hand on my arm. “I need a ride home because I rode with Amita today and she is going to a lounge with some of the guys and I don’t want to go.”

“Sure,” I replied. “When do you want to go?”

“Anytime you’re ready,” she said.

“Let’s go,” I said as we started moving toward the door. It was funny to watch the faces of the guys that had been trying to romance Sapna all afternoon as I walked to the door with her holding my arm. Their emotions ranged from disbelief to envy to anger. I opened the passenger door of my Santro and she sat down. Because the seat was so low, her already short skirt slid up showing me her beautiful long legs and just a glimpse of her silk covered crotch. I went around and slid into the driver’s seat. I fired the engine and took another look at my passenger. She leaned over and gave me a kiss on the cheek.

“I really appreciate you taking me home,” she said. “I live on Langford Road, just off Richmond road.”

“I’m glad to do it but I have to ask you something,” I began. “With all those guys hanging around you and knowing that you could have your pick, why did you ask me to take you home?”

“Can you imagine what my life would be like if I went out with one of those guys?” she asked rhetorically. “I wouldn’t have time to get any work done. Besides, you’re nice to me and have never hit on me. If any other man else there took me home, everyone would assume that I fucked him. At least with you they won’t be able to venture a guess. By the way, do you not hit on me because you don’t like me or don’t think I’m pretty?”

“It’s because I respect you and I don’t think that the workplace is the right place for trying to get laid,” I said and noticed that she seemed to like the way I answered. “I do like you and I think that you are one of the prettiest and sexiest women that I have ever seen.”

“Turn left into the next driveway,” she guided me into her apartment complex. “I have some 100 pipers Scotch if you would like to come in and have a drink.”

I didn’t know what would happen but the more I watched her legs and her tight butt, the more engorged my cock became. I wasn’t tenting my pants but I was afraid that my arousal was showing. I followed her into her living and was instructed to have a seat on the couch while she fixed us a drink. She returned with a scotch for me and a glass of wine for herself. I have a rule that I seldom break and that is that I won’t engage in shop talk away from work. The fact that we had only work in common left us with little to discuss except the weather so we just sat there and sipped our drinks for a few minutes.

“I think it’s great that we are comfortable enough one another that we don’t feel that we have to talk and find it O K to have silence,” she said. “Some men I date just talk to be talking.”

I said. “What kind of men do you like to go out with?”

“I usually date men a few years older than me but i’ve never dated anyone over about twenty-eight,” she said. “But you’re different. I’d date you.”

I wanted to ask why but didn’t have the courage. She must have seen the question in my eyes because she continued.

“You’re handsome and seem to have your life together,” she said as she placed her left hand on my arm and her right hand on my right leg just above my knee. “But mostly because you’re confident in yourself and don’t have to screw every decent looking woman to prove you still have it. Want to hear more?”

“No, that’s enough,” I said feeling my face get warm.

“What do you want to do?” she asked as she slid her hand up the inside of my thigh stopping two inches short of the head of my inflating cock. I leaned to her and kissed her willing lips. Our lips were open and our tongues slid over each other. I felt her fingers encircle my inflating cock. She stroked my cock a couple of times through my pants and without stopping our kiss, she unzipped my pants and fished my hard penis out into the fresh air. She bent over and took about half of my cock into her mouth. Her head was bobbing up and down as her tongue was licking the sensitive underside of my cock. She pulled my balls through my fly and toyed with them with her fingernails. It was not long before I began squirting ropes of pearly-white semen into her throat. She swallowed it all and kept sucking my dick until I was dry.

“You taste good,” she said. “Let’s go to my bedroom.”

I stood up and she took my hand and guided me into a cozy bedroom that was definitely decorated for a woman. She loosened her top and let it fall to the carpet. Even though I had seen glimpses of her breasts at work, I had never seen her like this. They were just the right size for her body. They were firm and round and stuck straight out from her chest. Her nipples were rock hard and stood out from her breasts begging to be suckled. Her skirt fell and she put her thumbs into the sides of her white, lacy thong panties. Soon they joined her other clothes on the floor. Suddenly, I felt over-dressed. I removed my clothes in record time. My cock had started to deflate after the blowjob Sapna gave but watching her take her clothes off brought it back to full attention. I wanted to take her nipples into my mouth but as I bent to kiss them, she stepped backward and sat on the side of the bed. I was following her and went down onto my knees but she put her hands on my shoulders to stop me.

“I love to have them kissed and sucked but they are very sensitive so please be gentle,” she begged me. “Go nice and easy.”

I put my hands on her sides and leaned in to kiss her right nipple. I very lightly licked around the areole and brushed by lips across her nipple. She moaned and slid her fingers through my hair. I moved to the other breast and gave it the same treatment. Sapna was obviously enjoying the attention her breasts were getting. I parted her legs and moved my right hand to her mound. She was very wet so I put two fingers into her pussy and started moving them in and out. She had a minor orgasm and I had not touched her clit yet.

I licked all around her breast and when both had received the same attention, I began to trail my tongue across her flat stomach to her pussy that was clean-shaven except for a tuft of hair left at the pubis for cushioning. I licked along her smooth nether lips, tongued the sensitive area at the bottom of her slit, and continued down until I arrived at her puckered asshole. I licked around and over the top of her sphincter while I held her legs up. She was moaning little cat like mews. She had a very sensitive body as evidenced by the goose bumps that she had all over her. I kissed my way back to her pussy lips and spread them with my tongue. I pushed my tongue as far into her love tunnel as I could then pulled it out. I flattened my tongue and licked across her clit.

Sapna was a sex animal. When I licked across her clitoris, her body reacted immediately by tensing. This lasted for about thirty seconds then she began humping her wet pussy against my face. I would like to tell you that I was doing some expert thing but basically I was holding on. I licked and sucked on her clit while she humped and jerked and made all the sounds of a woman in the throes of an orgasm. I was solidly turned on by the fact I was the instrument that was supplying this beautiful, young woman with obvious sexual gratification. Most women will push your head away when they have had enough but not this one. Sapna tugged at my head to move up over her. I responded by kissing my way up her body. I was very careful in the area of her sensitive breasts especially with her swollen tipples. I worked my tongue around her areola and gently kissed her nipples on my way to her lips, which were hot and waiting. We kissed passionately. I could feel her hard nipples against and I was sure that she could feel my hard cock against her stomach. I was resting my weight on my knees and elbows so there was a little space between us.

Her fingers encircled my cock. I pulled my hips back slightly and after rubbing me through her wetness, she placed the head of my cock in position for entry. I pushed forward and felt her pussy lips engulf the head of my cock. I then felt resistance. A startling revelation flashed into my head. Sapna was a virgin and had selected me to welcome her into womanhood. I almost shot my load then and there. I raised my lips away from hers and looked into her eyes. She responded by placing her hands on the cheeks of my ass and pulling me towards her. My cock crashed through her maidenhead and slowly penetrated her to the hilt. My cock is about seven inches long, medium thick. I hesitated to allow her to get used to me being inside her. After a couple of minutes, she started to make little movements with her hips and I joined in with her.

Soon, we were pushing toward each other in a slow, sensuous manner. There was not a lot of in and out. We were grinding together, rubbing and touching and kissing. Her body began to tremble and she began to scream. She was having her first intercourse driven orgasm and it hit her like a ton of bricks. Her pussy was already tight but when her orgasm hit, the muscles in the walls of her vagina began to milk my cock and it was more than I could stand without joining her in sexual bliss. It seemed like our mutual orgasms lasted forever but in reality, I sure they lasted the normal time. As we came down, we lay side by side holding each other.

“That was fabulous,” she said. “I knew it would be.”

“It was good for me, too,” I replied. “But why didn’t you tell me that you were a virgin?”

“Would it have made a difference?” she asked, not waiting for an answer. “Would you not have wanted to have sex with me?”

“I guess you’re right,” I relented. “It was great and you were great. With all the men that hang around you all the time, I guess I assumed that you would’ve had sex before now.”

“It’s not because I haven’t had the opportunity,” she said. “It’s just that I had not found the right man to do it with until now. I’ve known that you were the one for a while but almost gave up on you. Anyway, can you stay with me tonight?”

How could I refuse? She served me chocolate ice cream in bed. We talked and laughed for hours. When it was time to sleep, we held each other tenderly as we drifted away. When I awakened Saturday morning, Sapna was sucking my cock. She had about half of it in her mouth and was licking the underside of it. When she realized that I was awake, she moved so that she was straddling my groin. She raised herself so that my cock was aligned with her pussy and slowly sat down on it until my flesh sword was fully sheathed. She rocked back and forth allowing her juices to coat my balls. As she got more into it, she picked up speed and thrust. As she leaned forward her breasts pointed downward and her hard nipples were lightly brushing my chest.

I began raising my hips to meet her downward thrusts. We kept that up for about two minutes until she began her orgasm. We had developed a good rhythm but when Sapna began climaxing, she lost it and collapsed on my chest. I held her tight ass with my hands and continued pumping in and out of her until I shot my load of cum deep into her. During the rest of the day, we did fun things. We talked a lot. We watched a movie and went for a swim in the giant pool that was in her apartment complex. We ate in and went to bed. On Sunday, she packed some clothes and a picnic basket. We went on a picnic and then to my place. We spent Sunday night together and somewhere during the weekend, we decided to stay together. No one said anything but when we walked into the office together on Monday morning, we got some funny looks. An occasional salesman would try to get close to her but would quickly back off when she would tell them that she was my girl. Comments on [email protected].

Hello all, as you may know, I’m Shaunak, 30 years from Bangalore. This has to be on of the most intimate, exciting lovemaking sessions I could have had. Excitingly, it happened with my best friend’s wife. I never really meant to seduce Nidhi. I admit that I fancied her so much that it would drive me crazy at times, but she was my best friend’s wife. We flirted and joked how things could be different but, for a long time nothing more came of it. One evening, everything changed. Nidhi and Abhishek were supposed to be going out to dinner. I had been pressed into service as babysitter for them. Besides, he’d just bought a 45 inch LCD, on which I thought I’d catch the Wimbledon finals. Nidhi opened the door and led the way into the lounge, but there was no sign of Abhishek. I assumed that he was upstairs and would be down when he was ready.

Nidhi sat on the sofa and watched me playing with Tanya, their 7 year old daughter for a few moments.

“I’m sorry; Shaunak, but we’ve ruined your evening for nothing.” Nidhi apologized.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, concerned.

Nidhi said nothing, for a moment, just sat on the sofa with tears running slowly down her face to lane, wetly, on the shiny silk of her robe. I went over and, putting Tanya on the floor, sat on the sofa next to her. I slid an arm around her shoulders and held her as sobs wracked her body. I tried desperately hard not to think of the way her slender body felt through the thin material, or the way she smelt as she leaned against me. Gradually, she calmed down a little and straightened up, dabbing at her tear filled eyes.

“I’m sorry, it’s silly of me. Abhishek and I have had a huge row and he’s gone out, I don’t know where, but he won’t be back tonight.” Nidhi apologized, “He always does this if we row.”

“Do you want to tell me what it’s about?” I asked.

“It’s stupid really, I said he took me for granted and didn’t help enough with Tanya. I have to look after her and the house as well as my job; he comes home from work and does nothing to help. He told me that he hadn’t wanted a child yet and I’d ambushed him to get what I want. Then he stormed out, like every other time we fall out.”

“Tell you what, let’s put Tanya to bed and then i’ll keep you company.” I suggested.

I carried Tanya up the stairs, changed her into her night clothes and brushed her teeth and then sat on the end of her bed to tell her a bed-time story. Watching her eyelids droop, I realized that she was exhausted by her Mom and Dad’s fight as well. I pulled the covers around her chin, gently kissed her forehead and slipped silently out of the room.

Nidhi had brewed a pot of tea and was curled up in the corner of the sofa, her hands curled around her big, earthenware mug. A matching mug was gently steaming on the corner of the fireplace and I picked it up and sat in the armchair opposite, trying not to notice the way her robe accentuated the curve of her hips and her firm, breasts. She had curled her long, elegant legs beneath her and was sat, like a cat, curled gracefully. The shimmer of the robe seemed to be caught in her eyes, bright but no longer tearful. She sipped her tea and looked at me, over the rim of her mug. Her green-blue eyes seemed to deepen in color, until I could imagine that I was looking into the depths of the Andaman’s sea.

“I couldn’t imagine anyone taking you for granted.” I told her, sincerely.

“I wish you could convince Abhishek that he does.” she sighed.

I looked straight into her eyes and, suddenly, nothing else mattered. I stood up and took the three steps that crossed the gap between us, and then leaned down. She tilted her head to me and parted her lips. Our mouths touched and I felt her tongue brush against mine, tip to tip. There was a jolt, a spark, whatever you would call it and I felt as though someone had punched the air out of my lungs. I have no idea how long it was before we remembered to breathe, but it seemed as though the whole world had stopped between heartbeats. I sat beside her on the sofa and reached inside her robe, expecting to feel bare skin beneath. Instead, my fingertips brushed against a silk corset, trimmed with lace and cut so that her breasts were pushed inwards and upwards to create a deep valley between her breasts. I ran my hands along her sides, over the tightly laced bodice and cupped her breasts, feeling the hardened points of her nipples pressing against my palms, through the silk cups of the corset. I leaned over to whisper into her ear.

“Did you start fighting while you were getting ready?” I murmured, a little puzzled.

“No, these are for you.” Nidhi whispered back.

I pulled on the sash holding her robe closed and pushed the material off her shoulders and down her bare arms. Underneath the robe, she was wearing a dark blue satin corset, tightly laced and fastened by a row of tiny hooks and eyes at the front. Suspenders attached to the bottom of the corset were fastened to black silk stockings. I ran my eyes down her body, noticing that she had not bothered with panties and I could see her neatly trimmed pubes as a dark smudge between her thighs. Her dark auburn hair tumbled around her shoulders and her eyes glowed like green jade.

She looked into my eyes and seemed to read my thoughts. Leaning forward, she kissed me slowly, flicking the tip of her tongue against my lips and running her hands through my hair. I slid my arms around her narrow waist and opened my lips, pressing my tongue into her mouth for her to suck on. Reaching up, I started to unfasten the front of her corset, one pair of hooks and eyes at a time, working my way slowly downwards. Unfastening the suspenders, I spread the silk panels wide, like unwrapping a delicate birthday present.

The cool milky skin of her sides and belly was marked with scarlet lines, where the stays of the corset had pressed against her body. Her small, pert, breasts flattened a little and her nipples sprang to attention, swelling like ripe berries. I cupped her breasts in my hands, capturing the points of her nipples between my fingers and squeezed them slowly and gently, feeling her nipples harden further. She pulled my shirt tails from the waist of my pants and plucked the buttons undone, one by one. I could feel the cool caress of her fingers against my skin and I growled in my throat as I felt my cock jerk inside my boxers. I squeezed a little harder, drawing a soft groan from her throat into my mouth.

Breaking our kiss for a moment, I nuzzled the base of her neck, tasting the sweat of her excitement as she began to undo my pants, flattening her hand against the bulge in the front of the cloth. Easing the zipper open, she slid her fingers inside, curling them around the shaft of my cock. Slowly she dragged her fingernails along the line of my stiffening erection, pressing just hard enough to feel it twitch and jerk under her caress. I moved my lips lower, onto the gentle curve of her breast, moving my lips closer and closer to her nipple. She arched her back, lifting her breasts nearer to my mouth but I held back from plunging my mouth onto it, teasing her with gentle kisses around the dark circle at the base. Suddenly, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of my boxers and drew them down, past the head of my cock, along the shaft and over my swollen balls. My cock sprang free, jutting out, and pointed towards her pussy.

Nidhi pushed me away, almost tripping me with my boxers still around my ankles. Sliding off the sofa, she twirled me around and pushed, so that I fell onto the cushions. Swiveling around, she knelt in front of me and, grinning wickedly, took hold of the base of my cock, circling it with her fingers. Slowly, she began kissing the inside of my thighs, working her way closer and closer to my aching cock. Her hand was busy too, sliding the skin up and down, revealing the swollen, purple head and then covering it again. I could feel the clear pre-cum bubbling out of the eye and oiling the head of my cock, as she caressed me and licked and sucked closer and closer.

I could feel the tickle of her breath on my cock as she poked her tongue out and rant the tip of it over the end of my cock, lapping away at the slippery pre-cum that she had spreads all over my swollen knob. Moving closer, she looked up at me and then opened her mouth wide and pushed her hair away from her face. I watched as she slid the head of my cock between her lips and into her mouth. She ran her tongue over the head, swirling it all over my throbbing cock until I thought I would cum right then. She sensed my cock swelling in her mouth, ready to spurt thick slimy cum into her throat, and bit at the head, gently, to calm it. Then she pushed her head further down onto my cock, until it filled her mouth. I clenched my hands into fists, fighting against the urge to grasp her head and force it down onto my cock. She moved her hand away from the base of my cock and bobbed her head up and down a couple of times and then pushed my cock right to the back of her throat. I heard her gagging a little as the tip of my cock slid over her tongue but she did not pull back, but swallowed, taking my cock deep into her throat.

Nidhi swallowed again and again, the muscles in her throat rippling caressingly against my throbbing cock and starting the familiar ache, deep in my balls that meant I had to cum. I tried to croak out a warning to her, so that she could pull back, but I could not find the strength and she did not seem to be listening anyway. She carried on bobbing her had up and down on my erect cock until I could do nothing to hold back the hot spurting cum. I felt my cock spasm in her mouth and throat, pumping jet after jet of thick sticky cum into her throat and mouth until she dribbled some of my load down my cock and over my balls.

Sliding my cock out of her mouth, she whispered, huskily, “i’ve wanted to do that for a very long time. I’ve watched you looking at me and I wanted to tell you that I’d do anything you want.”

I slid off the edge of the sofa to sit next to her and turned her to face me. Stroking her hair away from her face, I leaned closer and kissed her mouth, tasting my own cum on her lips she sucked my tongue as greedily as she had done my cock and I felt my balls tighten a little as the blood pounded back into my shaft. I so wanted to fuck this beautiful, sensuous young woman, but first I was going to return her favor.

Pushing her to the carpet I began to kiss her breasts, moving around her nipples, taking one, then the other, between my lips and licking at the tips. Nidhi trembled as she felt the caress of my tongue against her skin. Releasing her nipple I kissed lower on her breast making tiny trails of damp kisses over her firm belly and down toward the neatly trimmed thatch of hair that concealed her pussy. I could smell the tang of her juices as my lips edged closer and closer to the opening of her fragrant passage. The neat thatch of her curls glistened wetly, where her pussy juice had seeped from between the lips. Running my fingers along the inside of her thigh, I pressed gently, spreading them and opening her pussy. Lowering my head, I blew gently across her pussy, as I used my fingertips to spread the lips to expose her bubbling pink vagina. Her clit was hard and erect, glistening with the juice that had already bubbled out of her and matted the silky pubes. I dipped the tip of my tongue into the tight opening and lapped gently, moving my tongue along the length of her tender lips, almost to her clit, which was peeping out from its protecting hood. Then I stiffened my tongue and slowly ran it back along Nidhi’s now dripping slit, down between her buttocks and flicked the tip against her asshole. She groaned and bit the heel of her hand, so that she did not cry out loud as she trembled, her whole body shaking.

I paused and then took her clit between my lips, holding it there while I lashed the tip of my tongue over and around the sensitive nub. Sweet fluid gushed over her thighs, moistening the tops of her stockings and trickling between the cheeks of her ass. She bucked against my mouth and I reached between her thighs with my finger. I pushed it slowly into her pussy turning it a little from side to side, feeling her gripping it as I gently stretched her. She whimpered when I slid my finger out of her but sighed contentedly when I pushed two fingers slowly back inside. A last flick of my tongue against the tip of her clit had her cumming over my fingers and shrieking, heedless of whoever might hear. I released her as she lay, panting, her chest heaving and her nipples bright red and swollen, and lay beside her on the floor, murmuring into her ear;

“i’ve wanted to do that with you for a very, very long time.”

“And what else have you wanted to do? For a very, very long time?”

“Make love with you, feel you in my arms with me inside you.”

“Mmmm, that sounds wonderful.”

I pushed, gently, so that Nidhi laid back on the floor and grabbed a cushion from the sofa to slip behind her head. She rested her feet on the floor, her knees bent and let her legs fall open to offer her sweet pussy. I knelt over her, my newly aroused cock pointing between the lips of her pussy and grasped the base. Slowly, I rubbed the head of my cock along her juicy lips, covering it with a shiny layer of her pussy juices. Nidhi moaned, deep inside her throat as the tip of my cock brushed against her hard, erect clit. I could see her nipples swelling like ripe berries and she stroked her breast, pinching her nipples, squeezing them until I thought they would burst.

“Darling,” she begged, breathlessly, “Don’t tease, and take me now I need you so badly.”

I leaned forward and my cock slid easily into the silky wetness of her pussy, stretching her very slowly as I filled her tight passage. She sighed as she felt the tight curls of my pubes tangling with hers. I saw a tear in her eye as I pressed my cock as far into her pussy as I could, savoring the tight grip of her pussy, as I thrust slowly into her. Slipping my hands behind her thighs, I lifted Nidhi’s legs and draped her calves over my shoulders, lifting her hips so that I could drive my cock a little deeper into her pussy. She gasped when she felt the tip of my cock pressed against the opening to her womb. A momentary flash of panic crossed her eyes but she relaxed as she realized that she had already taken my entire length.

Her tender pussy gripped my cock like oiled silk as I began to thrust and withdraw, settling into a long, slow rhythm. Every few thrusts, I shortened my stroke, making sure that my cock brushed firmly against her clit, and then followed it with a deep, pounding, stroke, right to the mouth of her womb. She shivered all over, every time I followed the shallow strokes with a hard, deeper one, crying out as she felt my cock penetrating the depths of her pussy. The air was filled with the scent of our juices as they seeped around my cock to trickle between the cheeks of Nidhi’s beautiful ass. Nidhi slid her arms around my neck and pulled me closer so that she could kiss me. Her tongue thrust into my mouth, matching the rhythm of my cock in her pussy. I showered tiny kisses on her eyelids and down her neck, bending to take her nipples into my mouth and suck on them until she moaned. Nidhi thrashed her head from side to side, her hair fanning like spray across the floor.

“Oh fuck!” Nidhi screamed, as the grip of her pussy tightened, “Shaunak, I’m coming OH Goddd!!”

“Nidhi, come for me, I want to come inside you, I want to fill your cunt.” I groaned

“Yes, yess, oh yessss!”

I stopped thrusting and held still, while my jerking cock sprayed my sperm into her womb. I could feel my cock pumping more strongly than it had ever done before as I emptied my balls deep inside her pussy. I held her tight, as I felt the last spurts of cum jetting from my cock, kissing her deeply, my tongue sliding into her mouth. I eased her legs down slowly, keeping my softening cock deep inside her. Gradually, it slipped out, leaving a thin trail of cum from her pussy to the inside of her thigh. I held her close, feeling the dampness of her tears on my shoulder, as she sobbed quietly. Eventually we both dressed, Nidhi pulling panties and jeans over her sticky pussy and hiding her breasts and still erect nipples in a sweatshirt. Abhishek stayed out all night and, when we were sure that neither he nor Tanya would suddenly appear to disturb us, I took Nidhi up to her own bed. That was the first time, but it certainly has not been the last. For any feedback, the email is [email protected].