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My relationship with Adeel as a man and wife virtually ceased to exist. Although he didn’t divorce me, but after that night, there was no physical relationship between Adeel and me. We still shared the same bed; every night we slept side by side, but Adeel never tried to touch me. Even if I tried to encourage or seduce him, he simply brushed off my overtures, and turned his face away. Every effort I made to seduce him bore no result, and finally I had to give up. He talked very little with me; only when it was utmost necessary. He began spending most of his time with our kids and ignored my presence altogether. His attitude made my life miserable; I lived with an overbearing feeling of guilt, which was amplified every time I faced my husband. I felt bad for him, and felt hurt by his neglect; but, I hadn’t the courage to face him. Adeel never talked about my amorous relationship with his father, nor did he try to stop it. My daily fuck sessions with my father-in-law continued unabated. Father-in-law was insatiable, always ready to stuff his cock into my horny pussy. After that first time, he became even more daring. Whenever he felt horny, he would simply called me; day or night, it didn’t matter to him. My pussy was getting more fucking than it could bargain for. I was a reluctant partner in his horny game. Like a drug addict who wanted to quit his habit but he couldn’t, I too wanted to stop my wanton relationship with my father-in-law, but miserably failed to do so. It was a weird kind of addiction, born out of fear of father-in-law, but so overwhelming, that I found it hard to say no to him every time he put his hands over my pussy. I liked the feel of his throbbing cock plundering my pussy, and even longed for it whenever he was out of town.

I had been converted into a cock hungry whore. My longing for a cock was so intense that it always overtook the feeling of remorse that I had about my husband. Many nights, after screwing my father-in-law, I laid awake in my bed beside Adeel hoping that he would get up and shove his cock into my cum filled pussy. Although I was getting a regular dose of fucking from Adeel’s father, I still missed Adeel badly. I desperately wanted him to make love to me. Was it due to my love for him or was it due to my feelings of guilt, I couldn’t say. I probably longed for his acceptance. His continued neglect of me made me crazy about him. Although Adeel was keeping a distance from me, I sensed the struggle going inside him. Often, I found him tossing in bed late in the nights. Whenever I returned from his father’s room after a prolong session of fucking and sucking, I could feel that Adeel was awake waiting for me to return. Sometime, in the nights, I woke up and found gentle stirring under the covers. It didn’t take me long to realize that my husband had been whacking his cock. Perhaps there was some hope. On one such night, I tried to take advantage of his vulnerability. When he began whacking his cock, I reached out and placed my hand over his naked belly. Startled, he jumped off the bed and scurried to the bathroom. I watched him go in utter frustration. My heart was broken. It was too much for a cock hungry slut like me; but, I hadn’t the courage to ask.

After that, he stopped masturbating in bed. Instead, he started visiting the bathroom regularly late at night, staying there for long durations. After every such visit, I found handkerchiefs or small towels among the dirty clothes in the washing machine; each of them with a big dry spot. Time flew, and I never realized that almost two years had passed since Adeel stopped making love to me. I had resigned to my fate and lost any hope of reviving my marriage again. However, things took a surprising turn after the month of Ramadan. Two days after Eid, it was almost ten thirty at night and I was getting ready for bed. The kids were already asleep. Adeel was sprawled on the bed, eyes closed; he was pretending to be asleep. Father-in-law was not in the house. He had gone to visit some relatives in a nearby town. I undid my clothes, vaguely aware that Adeel was staring at me with his half-closed eyes. It was a ritual that I performed almost regularly ever since Adeel stopped having sex with me. I never wasted any chance to let him see me naked or semi-naked, always hoping that one day my husband would start taking interest in me again. I deliberately stripped to my bra and panties, waited for my husband to savor my semi nude charms. It was weird. I was trying to seduce my own husband who seemed to have lost interest in me completely. Adeel kept his eyes closed. I gave him a glance, and finally put on a loose fitting gown. I switched off the main light leaving only a small night lamp on. I was about to slip in bed beside Adeel, when he opened his eyes.

“Nilu…”

I couldn’t believe my ears. He hadn’t addressed me by Nilu for almost two years. I felt my eyes turning wet with happiness. Adeel got off the bed. He walked close to where I was standing near the foot of the bed.

“Nilu… sit here.”

I stared at him silently. He took my hand, and helped me sit on the edge of the bed. I offered no resistance and settled down. Adeel sat close to me.

“Wanted to ask you something,” he began, then stopped, looking somewhat unsure. I was suddenly very happy. My husband had approached me after almost two years. I suppressed my tears of joy.

“What do you want?”

“I don’t know how to ask you. Are you… do you…?” He fumbled for words. “Actually what I want to know that are you happy with abbu?”

I didn’t understand what he meant; I stared him questioningly.

“I… I mean,” he stammered, “do you like sleeping with abbu?”

So that was his intention: he wanted to know whether I liked fucking my father-in-law. I wanted to tell him yes, but knew that it wouldn’t be good to say so. It was probably not the right time to accept that fact.

“What do you think?” I retorted, feigning little anger. “I’m happy sleeping with him? I sleep with him because I care for you and our kids. You know very well if I don’t do that he’d throw all of us out of this house.”

“I know… I know.” He said awkwardly, feeling little hurt. I realized that he too was carrying guilt for not being able to protect me from his father. I felt pity for him, but also realized he was vulnerable at that moment. Perhaps I could use this opportunity.

“I did everything for you and the kids.” I gripped his hand. “Do you hate me for that?”

“No,” he replied immediately, “I don’t hate you.”

“Then why don’t you talk to me? Why don’t you make love to me? Why don’t you act like my husband?”

“I can’t.”

“Why not?”

“Because you’re my mother now.”

I looked at him incredulously. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Any woman…” he fumbled, “who sleeps with my father got to be my mother only. You can’t be my wife now.”

It was the most preposterous logic I had ever heard in my life.

“And what about the twelve years we spent together as husband and wife?” My voice was suddenly sharp. I felt tears begin to swell in my eyes. He gawked at me.

“What about our children, do you think your abbu is their father?”

“No, they’re my kids.” He was on the back foot. “But now I can’t be your husband.”

“Why not?” I rasped loudly. “I’m still your wife. Don’t you love me anymore?”

“I still love you, and I know that you didn’t do it willingly the first time. But now, we can’t live like husband and wife anymore.”

“Because you think that I’m your mother now. Is that why you didn’t fuck me for the last two years?” I dropped all modesty and asked him crudely.

“Yes.” He said slowly. His eyes went wide with my use of the word ‘fuck’.

I felt exasperated. It was a strange situation. My husband was avoiding me because he believed that I was his mother as I had been screwing his father.

“So it means that you’re happy with what your father did to your wife.”

“No, I hate him for that.” His eyes were suddenly burning with hatred. “I want to kill that bastard.”

“Why didn’t you kill him then?”

“I don’t know.” He said meekly. “I don’t know. Perhaps I don’t have the courage to do it. But I hate him.”

A thought suddenly occurred to me.

“I’d be happier if you can avenge my humiliation.” I feigned a sarcastic look. He stared at me and then diverted his gaze. “I… I don’t know… how?” He babbled.

“You really want revenge for your father taking your wife away from you.”

“Yes.” He said painfully.

My heart began to melt.

“How will you do it?”

“I don’t know.” He shrugged his shoulders. “I know I’m no match for him.”

The thought that was ticking in the back of my mind grew stronger. I didn’t know whether he would accept my logic, but I decided to give it a try.

“There’s a way.”

“How?” His eyes were suddenly lit.

“You sure think I’m your mother?” I quizzed him.

“I already told you that.”

“And you hate your abbu for fucking me, and taking me away from you?”

“Yes,” he spoke with irritation in his voice, “how many times do I have to tell you that?”

“You can take your revenge.” I gave him a mischievous grin.

“How, how?” He asked impatiently.

“By fucking your mother.”

He looked at me clumsily.

“Do to him what he did to you.” I wished that he would take the bait. “He fucked your wife and made her his personal whore. Do the same to him. Take his wife… fuck her… make her your slut.”

He stared at me, silently, lost in his thoughts. I prayed silently. After a while, he said. “I don’t know… ugh… I’m confused… you may be right.”

He was vulnerable; it was time to take the initiative.

“If you want to get even.” I stared at his crotch. I could feel gentle stirring there. I knew that he never wore underwear under his tahmed. “Do what he did to you… fuck his wife… your mother.”

He stared at me incredulously. I didn’t waste any time, slipped my hands inside his tahmed and caressed his cock. His body twitched at the sudden touch, but he made no move to remove my hand from his cock. His cock began to swell in my hand. That was a very positive sign.

“I’ll tell you everything he does to your wife.” I began massaging his cock, feeling the girth slowly getting bigger and bigger. “And you do the same to his wife…”

“Yes… yes…” He moaned, enjoying my hand caressing his cock after such long absence. “Ahhhh… it feels good.”

My heart jumped with delight. At last, my patience was about to pay off. A sudden realization came upon me; in my twelve years of married life, I had never taken the initiative in a sexual act with my husband. It was Adeel who always initiated our lovemaking. But, things had changed now. My father-in-law had converted me into a brazen slut. Adeel’s cock grew to massive proportions slowly. I undid his tahmed and let his cock free. I lovingly stared at beautiful piece of meat rising so magnificently from his crotch. The purple colored swollen head of his circumcised cock had a tiny drop of precum glistening at the tip. I suddenly realized how much I’ve missed it; I had not seen it in action for the last two years. But, today it was ready, ready only for me. I just wanted to take that cock in my mouth and suck him hard. I controlled my urges. I let his cock free from my hand and got off the bed. Adeel looked at me disappointed.

“Strip me.” I asked him. I could feel that I was breathing heavily.

He stared me awkwardly.

“Your abbu strips your wife himself. He likes to watch your wife as he removes her clothes one by one.”

He understood and got up. As he stood, his tahmed slipped along his leg to the floor. He paid no attention to it; instead, he turned and started towards the light switch.

“No…” I guessed his intentions. “Don’t turn off the lights. Your abbu fucks your wife with all the lights on.”

He stopped in his way, turned and looked at me. He was a little surprised with my brazenness.

“Come here and strip your mother.”

He walked over to where I was standing. Lustily, I watched his dangling cock as he walked. My pussy began to cream. Reaching over, he unbuttoned the top two buttons of my gown. Then he gripped the hem of my gown and slowly pulled it over my head. I helped him by lifting my hands over my head. He took the gown off my body and tossed it aside. I stood there, in front of him, wearing only my bra and panties. His eyes wore a delirious look. I could see lust in his eyes, as he stared at my semi nude body.

“Remove these also.” My voice was hoarse with passion. “Make me completely naked.”

He gave a faint lascivious smile, and began to remove my bra and panties. Within seconds, my undergarments were lying on the floor, and I was standing naked in front of my husband. He gazed lustily at the nicely trimmed bush covering my swollen cunt lips. It was really a bizarre feeling. I was acting like a different woman in front of my husband. After an abstinence of almost two years, we were like two strangers meeting for the first time. I reached out, took his hand and placed it over my pussy, which by now was dripping profusely. “Feel my pussy Adeel, feel it.”

He caressed my hairy pussy gently, running his fingers along the wet slit. Meanwhile, I took off his vest. Both of us were now completely naked, his hand playing with my pussy.

“Do you want me to tell you,” I grabbed his cock and squeezed it tightly. “how your abbu fuck your wife?”

“Yes… Nilu…” He groaned.

“No… don’t call me Nilu,” I corrected him, “call me Ammi (mother). I’m your mother now.”

“Ammi…” He muttered with lust, running his index finger over my dripping slit.

“Do you like your mother’s pussy?” My legs were shaking; I was finding it hard to remain standing.

“Yes… Ammi.” He replied hoarsely.

“Feel it… it’s wet… very wet. It wants your cock inside. Ammi wants your cock in her pussy… my son.”

“Yes.”

“Do you really want to fuck… your Ammi?” My voice was quivering with excitement. I enjoyed my command over him.

“Ahhhh…” Adeel moaned as I played with his cock. “Please let me fuck you Ammi.”

I smiled at him. He was supposed to take his revenge by force fucking me. Instead, he was begging me to let him fuck me. Anyway, I was enjoying playing his mother. Although I felt crazy behaving like that, but, playing a new woman to my own husband was driving me nuts with pleasure.

“Not so soon son.” I had other plans. There were so many other things that he could do before actual fucking. “Your abbu doesn’t fuck Nilofer so early.”

“Then what does he do?” He ran his finger over my slit, feeling the wetness clinging to my bush.

“First, he forces your wife to suck his cock.” I watched as his eyes went wide. “Then he shoots his cum in her mouth.”

He stared me unbelievingly. Adeel and I had never indulged in oral sex before.

“Really?”

“Yes dear…” I enjoyed his predicament. “Your father is a bastard, and he does all sort of dirty things with your wife. If you want your revenge then you must do everything your abbu does to your wife. Do you want me to suck your cock?”

“Yes… yes.” He groaned with pleasure. His fingers brushed my wet slit, now with more eagerness.

“Then ask me.”

“Suck my cock… Nil… ugh… Ammi.” He said clumsily. “Please suck my cock.”

In a flash, I was kneeling before him. My lips were now in line with his swollen cock. I lovingly stared at the deep purple head inches away from my lips, and the drop of juicy precum that had grown in size by now. Staring at his cock, I became aware that I had never seen his cock from such a close distance before. We never tried giving head. All these years, I had only touched, caressed and fondled his cock in darkness. His cock looked much different from his father’s tool, it was long, perhaps longer than his father’s, but had less girth. I stuck my tongue out and licked the drop with the tip of my tongue. As my tongue touched his cock head, his thighs twitched violently. He moaned loudly.

I looked up, into his dazed eyes. “You’ll love it… son… Ammi gonna make you very happy.”

I licked the drop of precum from the tip. After the accidental shooting of father-in-law’s cock in my mouth, I hadn’t any reservation about swallowing cum. Over time, I began to enjoy the taste. It was difficult for me to recall how many times I had swallowed the jism from my father-in-law’s cock. At that moment, I was dying to taste my husband’s cum. I swallowed the tiny drop greedily, relishing the first taste of my husband’s precum. Then I began licking his cock gently along its length. I started from the tip and slowly licked down to his hairy sack. I licked his balls with my moist tongue. Adeel moaned loudly and his legs began to tremble. He could not remain standing and slowly settled on the edge of the bed. I let him rest his ass on the edge before resuming my job. I went lower and licked his heavy balls. Slowly, I took one in my mouth and began sucking it. I could feel from his response that he was enjoying my oral manipulation of his tool. I sucked his ball feverishly. I wanted to please my husband by all means.

“Do you like it son?” I released his ball from my mouth and asked him. “Do you like your ammi’s tongue over your balls?”

“Yes… Ammi?” He moaned. “Please don’t stop.”

I smiled at the eagerness of my prudish husband.

“I’m gonna suck your cock now.” I brought my lips closer to his cock head. “When you feel like cumming… don’t pull it out… just shoot it in my mouth.”

Bemused, I watched his eyes widen again but paid no attention. I opened my lips a bit wider and took his cock head between my greedy lips. His entire body shuddered violently. Gripping his cock’s base with my hand, I began sucking his cock like a tasty lollipop. Playing a new game with my husband was also having an effect on me; I could feel my cunt going wild with lust and my juices running down my legs. Adeel gyrated his hips, thrusting his cock in and out of my hungry mouth. I raised my eyes and looked at him. He was staring at me.

“Ahhhhhhhhh… Nilu… ugh… Ammi,” he groaned with pleasure, his eyes burning with lust, “never knew it could be so much fun. Please suck… Ammi please suck my cock… ahhh… ahhhh… ahhhh.”

I sucked my fancied son’s cock harder and harder, hearing him groans and moans louder with every passing moment. I swirled my tongue over his saliva coated head causing him to whimper louder. His hips began to move at a frantic pace, the throbbing and twitching increasing with every fresh stroke of my tongue over his cock. I could feel his climax approaching. I continued sucking his cock, eagerly waiting for him to begin shooting in my hungry mouth. I wanted to drink every drop of his hot cum, wanted to feel his thick jism splashing against my cheeks and then slowly going down my throat. I wanted to suck him dry and then again make him hard and have him fuck me wildly with his long sleek cock. He was my husband and he probably had fucked me uncountable number of times. At that moment, I felt as if I were going to fuck him for the first time. I was his father’s wife sucking her son’s beautiful cock. My pussy was dripping with excitement and I could feel my juice oozing out of my cunt lips.

“Cum…son cum…” I moaned silently. “Cum in your mother’s mouth.”

He gave a long yell, and his body went stiff. His cock puffed up in my mouth. He grabbed my head pressing my lips into his crotch and his cum began to erupt. I felt his first spurt shooting down my throat straight to my stomach. The very moment, my orgasm hit, sending my body reeling with immense pleasure. My pussy jerked repeatedly sending tidal waves of rapture shooting up my spine, my juices flowing down my thighs in abundance. His dick erupted over and over depositing loads of fresh cum inside my mouth which I willingly swallowed. It poured like a floodgate filling my mouth with his tangy, tasty cum. It was thick, hot with a kind of taste that was difficult to explain. I eagerly drank every drop of jism he spurted in my mouth. Slowly, the shooting stopped. I pressed my lips on his still inflated cock, forcibly sucking any remaining drop of cum left inside, enjoying its taste and texture. Only when I drained it completely, I allowed it out of my mouth. Adeel collapsed on the bed, breathing heavily. I got up from the floor and slipped beside him.

“Did you like it son?” I whispered in his ear, gently running my cum soaked tongue over his earlobe. “You liked when Ammi drank your cum.”

“Yes… Ammi.” He stared at me with his lustful eyes. “I’ve never done that before.”

“I know son… I know! Ammi’s gonna teach you many new things.”

I got up and straddled his body. He stared at me in amazement. I slowly lowered my ass over his chest. I felt my cunt lips touching his chest. I reclined my body backward, reached out my hands and gripped his slick flaccid cock between my fingers. I gently began rubbing my cunt over his chest while my hands began to massage his cock. I ground my pussy over his chest in a to and fro motion, sliding it to his naval and then again sliding it back to his chest. My pussy juices poured out of my dripping pussy, wetting his chest and part of his belly. I felt the tiny patch of sparse curly hair in the middle of his chest getting soaked with my cunt juice as my ass moved over it. I spread my leg further causing my swollen clit to poke out and rub against the wet hair. Adeel stared me with a lewd surprise. He had never seen me so horny before, never acting so lasciviously. He appeared a little confused, but he was enjoying what I was doing to him. He enjoyed it as I pleasured myself by rubbing my cunt over his chest. I began moving my hips farther, with every end stroke almost touching his chin with my cunt lips. After one such push, I stopped with my cunt touching his chin and gazed at him lovingly. I desperately wanted him to touch my pussy with his tongue. But, I didn’t want to rush him. Adeel had never sucked my pussy before and I wasn’t sure how would he react to that idea. Again, I slid my ass to his belly and brought it back to his chin, this time letting my wet pussy grind against his chin. His eyes glinted with lust.

“Like it?” gently grinding my hairy crotch up and down his chin.

He gave me a lustful gaze, took his tongue out and licked his lips nervously. I could guess what was happening in his mind. I was sure that he could smell the strong aroma of my aroused pussy very well, a sweet smell that could drive any sensible man crazy with lust. Slowly, I moved my hips forward a little more, my cunt almost reaching his mouth. Adeel opened his lips again, stuck out his tongue and lightly brushed the tip against my wet bush. I held my breath and waited, not moving a bit. Then he moved further and planted his lips over my hairy pussy lips. My whole body shuddered with rapture. It was not a long kiss; he immediately withdrew it. He stared into my eyes, little awkwardly, as if looking for my approval. I didn’t say a word but gave him an encouraging smile. His lips showed a trace of my pussy juice. I moved a bit farther and brought my cunt just above his lips. Slowly, I lowered it over his mouth. I heard a gulp from his mouth as his tongue tried to push through my slit. I felt his lips cupping my dripping pussy and his tongue entering inside me. It was more than enough for me. As he took his tongue out of my slit and flicked it over my engorged clit, I came with a shattering orgasm.

All I could remember was that I was moaning and writhing violently, grinding my cunt over his lips as my cunt deluged his mouth with a fresh load of my pussy nectar. If Adeel had any reservation against drinking my juice, he didn’t show it. He drank my juice, even boring his tongue into my pussy licking any trace of honey left inside. After I got back to my senses, I slid my cunt off his face. My poor husband was short of breath, gasping for air. I smiled at him and slid my ass to his crotch. My hands were busy manipulating his cock while I teased him into sucking my pussy. His cock was hard again, rising like a thick piece of salami in my hands. I lifted my ass off his body, gripped his cock with one hand, and placed the tip at the opening of my slick pussy. With a gentle shove, his cock began to move inside me. Slowly, it was completely embedded inside me, my wet bush coming to rest against his thick, coarse thatch. Adeel groaned with lust as he felt his cock moving inside me, the same soft enclave which he had invaded numerous times for many years before he stopped fucking me. I made no attempt to start fucking him. Instead, I bent my head and kissed him on the lips. They were soaked with my pussy juice. As I licked his lips, I could taste my own juices. Then I let my tongue trail over his chest, licking the wet tiny strands of hair. Slowly, I took my tongue to his tiny nipple, licked it, then took it between my teeth, and began nibbling the tiny bud.

Adeel moaned loudly, lifted his ass off the bed and thrust his cock deep into me. I squatted over him, my cunt in a way hovering over his cock, giving him enough room to start pumping me. He got the cue and began humping me from beneath. Adeel gripped the bed’s headrest, and began fucking my famished pussy. I enjoyed his fucking while licking my own spending from his nipple and chest. With every plunge, he was driving the entire length of his cock deep into my pussy, each time generating a shuddering spasm radiating through my cunt. I stopped licking his chest and clutched the wooden headrest. I lowered my tits and let them dangle erotically. As he fucked me from beneath, my tits undulated in a rapid and random motion over his lips. Adeel opened his mouth and gripped my left nipple between his lips. He sucked hard making me cry with lust and pain. He pumped even harder… his face twisted in a blissful delirium.

“Ahhhhhhhhhh…” My body began to shake. My nipple hurt as he sucked greedily on it. His hands left the headrest, grabbed my ass, and parted my ass cheeks. My ass muscles flinched as his index finger touched my anus. Ripples of passion began to travel through my entire body. I concentrated on the delightful feeling which his cock was imparting into my body with every thrust. Adeel sucked my tit even harder while driving his cock in and out of my begging pussy. He began to pant with effort. His breathing became harried as he tried to pump me harder and faster. I started gyrating my hips, moving my cunt up and down on his cock. “Ohhhhhh, God, fuck me faster.” I pleaded. “Please fuck me hard.”

He seemed to be pleased by my wanton desire as his lips spread in a wide grin. He pulled out, the tip of his cock just touching the opening to my fuck hole. He grinned again as he saw disapproval on my face then he rammed it back into my ravenous cunt. He fucked me hard and deep.

“Oh…yesssss…yessss…” I realized that I had never behaved with my husband in such a licentious way. But, I could not stop myself from doing it. I had longed for his cock for almost two years, and now it was ripping through my pussy; I wanted it so badly. My pussy juice was pouring out of my cunt, dribbling along the length of his cock. His crotch was thoroughly soaked with my juice, and every time he rammed his cock fully inside me, I could feel the wetness against the back of my thighs. He was driving me crazy with his skillful ways.

“Yesssssss…” I mashed my tits against his sucking lips, pumping my pussy up and down on his shaft. Bending my head, I kissed him on his lips. His face was showing the signs of his effort, and beads of perspiration began to appear on his face. He stopped sucking my tits and was gasping for air. I licked his sweaty cheeks enjoying the salty taste.

“Adeel… ahhhhh… please make me cum.” I moaned lewdly, completely oblivious of my wanton behavior. “Ammi wants you to fill her pussy with your juice.”

My body twisted in ecstasy; the inflamed desire began to climb higher and higher towards an explosive orgasm. I fucked back onto his plowing cock and screamed. The throbbing in my cunt began to escalate.

“I’m cuming… yes… I’m cuming.” I wailed as my cunt began to tighten about his cock. My body stiffened, and the maddening rush of tidal waves of intense pleasure drove me insane. Adeel was well aware of my condition. He squeezed my ass cheeks between his fingers and drilled his cock deep into me. His groin smacked against my spread ass. His face contorted with lust, his mouth went agape with the expectation of the inevitable as he gave a loud groan and his balls exploded in a massive eruption. A deluge of hot thick jism shot from his cock and sprayed the smoldering depth of my pussy. He continued slamming his cock back into me, while it spewed wads of hot cum deep inside me. My cunt hungrily gulped every drop that his prick deposited. I continued rocking back and forth on his cock, feeling the strength of his ejaculation slowly subsiding. He finally ceased to erupt, but I continued fucking him, rocking back and forth on his cock. Finally, everything became a blur as I collapsed over his sweaty chest, heaving and panting vigorously. I lay over his chest, our body’s slick with sweat. His cock was still buried inside me, though it was shrinking fast. I could feel the mix of our juices slowly seeping along the length of his shaft. I tried to squeeze my throbbing pussy to stop the juices from escaping, unsuccessfully. It oozed out and slowly began to deposit at our groins where our bodies were joined. I closed my eyes and rested my head over his chest. I don’t know how long we stayed like that. I came back to my senses when Adeel began to stir beneath me. I opened my eyes and found him staring directly into my eyes.

“It was fantastic.” He was smiling. “I must be a stupid for not doing it for so long.”

I was pleased with his comment.

“So you liked fucking your mother.” I said, immediately realizing the stupidity of my question.

His eyes narrowed. My heart began to sink. I cursed myself. ‘Did I say something wrong?’

Slowly, his face became normal; he was smiling again.

“Yes…more than my wife…I love you…Ammi.” He kissed me on my lips. I could feel my eyes becoming wet with emotion. I bent my head, and our lips locked in a long lingering kiss. Finally, he broke the kiss and pushed me off. I rolled to his side; his cum slick cock came out of my pussy with a plop.

“Look the mess you’ve created.” He pointed toward his groin with a mischievous grin.

I looked at his crotch; it was drenched with our juices. His dark thatch was soaked with a mix of his cum and my juice. I turned my gaze to my pussy; my bush was also matted with our fuck juice. I slipped off the bed.

“Don’t worry,” I took his hand and pulled him off the bed, “come, I’ll take care of it.”

I led him to the bathroom. First, I used my tongue to lick his crotch clean; then thoroughly rinsed his cock and thatch and dried them with a towel. He watched me doing it with a grin on his face. Finally, I kissed the tip of his cock and let it go. Adeel kneeled immediately before me; he took water from the bucket and carefully soaped my cunt. Then he rinsed it. He dried my bush and in the same way kissed my cunt; his kiss was longer and lingering as his tongue explored my moist slit. Finally, he let me go. We came out of the bathroom. We were lost in our amorous reunion. We didn’t bother to put our clothes back on and slipped naked under the covers. With my back against him, I snuggled against his body. His semi-tumescent cock gently rested against the crack of my ass. I felt his hands roaming gently over my naked body. It was a feeling of great elation for getting back my husband’s love. I had always loved him despite his shortcomings, even when my amorous affair began with my father-in-law. My mind went back to the events that changed my life forever. I thought about his abbu. I doubted that my relationship with Adeel’s father would ever stop. Abbu would never let me go; and I too was in a way enslaved to my own lust for his mammoth cock. I knew that even with all my love for my husband it would not be possible for me to stop fucking my father-in-law.

I would have to make adjustments so that I could successfully manage my two lovers. Now with Adeel accepting the fact, it shouldn’t be much difficult. For a moment, my thought diverted to my father-in-law. I visualized his massive cock ripping through my pussy, driving me crazy with every thrust. My pussy began to cream again. Suddenly, I came out of my trance; a hand was slowly exploring my cunt. My husband’s manhood, which was showing signs of new awakening, was pressing against my ass. I spun around and faced him.

“I thought you’re sleeping.” Adeel was smiling as his fingers caressed my pussy again.

“I think,” I took his growing cock between my fingers and wagged it lovingly; “your friend is still hungry.”

His smile grew larger.

“I don’t think I can sleep tonight,” he brought his lips closer to my ear and whispered, “why don’t you teach me what else you’ve learned?”

I looked at him in surprise. He was still smiling mischievously.

“Are you serious?” I asked incredulously.

“Why not? Teach me.”

“Who would you like to fuck this time… your wife or Ammi?”

He laughed gently. “My Ammi of course. She’s gonna teach me new things.”

“Okay then… son,” I threw the covers off our bodies and sat beside him. “We’ll start with a new way where we can explore each other’s bodies at the same time.”

I flung my leg over his body and straddled his face. I lowered my cunt over his mouth and bending my body forward, brought my lips closer to his cock and kissed his semi-tumescent shaft. I didn’t have to tell him what to do next as his tongue immediately flicked over my cunt lips, gently lapping up the moistness. Then it was forced inside my pussy. ‘He would be a good learner.’ I thought as I lowered my head and swallowed his cock. My mind started reeling again, partly with lust, partly with anticipation. Please send your comments to [email protected].

Hello to all ISS readers. Thanks for the hot response you gave to both my stories, Sex Game At It’s Peak and Blind Room Game. Before continuing with the nigh incident with my elder sister Mehak I would like to narrate you another real sex encounter of mine which took place with my Bua’s daughter Chinky. Again, my little angel Guddu was in a way involved in getting me close to Chinky, another little angel aged 18. Chinky had developed a nice pair of breast for her age with a perfect figure too to enhance its beauty. Her milky skin was the smoothest one I had ever touched. One afternoon, Chinky had come along with Bua to my house. They both were in the hall along with my mom watching television. I was seated in my room reading a porn magazine and masturbating. Suddenly the door opened. I had forgotten to lock the door. It was Chinky. She saw me for a split second with one hand on my erect lund and a book in the other facing her as she opened the door. I saw that shock in her eyes. She immediately closed the door and I could hear her steps as she ran away. I was in no mood to continue what I was about to do. Finished my stuff, all the while thinking what she would think about me and also if she would go and talk to any one about what she just saw. Mom called me for lunch. We had our lunch in the hall watching television. All the while, Chinky was staring at me and in between her eyes would scroll around my zip. I was trying to avoid her eye contact. Let me tell you, I had never thought about sex with a 14 year old girl. But the lust in her eyes was driving me crazy. After having lunch I went back to my room still thinking about the lust I had seen in Chinky’s eyes. After few minutes she knocked at the door and asked the permission to enter. I welcomed her. She came and sat next to me. For few seconds we never exchanged a single word. Chinky was the one who broke the silence with a question that shocked me.

Chinky – Bhaiya, main jab room mein aayi to aap kya kar rahe the?

Me – (out of words)…vo main Chinky…main kaise bataun…har ladke aissa karte hai!

Chinky – mujhe pata hai.

Me – tumhe pata hai?

Chinky – Ji Bhaiya, Guddu didi ne mujhe sab bataya hai! aap dono kya kya karte hai, sab kuch! I was shocked and angry too with Guddu leaking out our secret.

Me – suno…tumne kissise iske baarein mein baat to nahi kin a?

Chinky – nahi bhaiya! Dairye mat main kissise nahi kahungi!

Me – Thanks, Chinky!

Chinky – bhaiya…ladke ladki sex karte hai tabhi aur bhi maza aata hoga na? Her questions were making me surprised and hot. My lund had already started rising under my pants.

Me – matlab…tumne kabhi sex kiya hai?

Chinky – promise me, aap bhi mera secret kissise share nahi karenge?

Me – promise Chinky…tell me!

Chinky – Guddu didi aur maine kafi baar sex kiya hai…bahut acchha lagta hai! I was stunned tha Guddu hid this from me. On asking she narrated me how she and Guddu licked smooched, licked each other’s cunt, inserted finger, etc. My precum had already oozed out. I was keeping my hand on my lund over the Bermuda while I heard her tender pinkish lips moved while she narrated me the horny things. Then came the question I was dying to hear.

Chinky – bhaiya, ek baat puchu, bura to nahi manenge na?

Guddu ne mujhe bataya hai ki aap usse bade maze dete hai! Kya aap vahi maze mujhe bhi de sakte hai bhaiya! Oh my god, I was finished. My body temperature was at it’s peak as I wasted no time in pulling her towards me. She almost flew in the air and landed her face on my chest. I held her tight and in a couple secs I could feel her soft hands wrapped around my back too. I could feel her soft boobs pressed against by lower chest. She started rubbing my back and I could sense the pleasure in her. I started getting an erection in my jeans. I released her and gave her a peck on her lips. It was really soft and took her by surprise. I gave her a tight smooch. She just kept her lips tight as she looked a little nervous with what was happening maybe a little worried about her and my mom seated in the hall. But I was already very horny and didn’t want to waste this day. I was dying to kiss each and every part of my horny princess hot and silky skin. I came out with a plan and told her. She went to her mom and said that she is having a math exam in her tuitions with which she is having difficulties and wants Sintoo Bhaiya to teach her, but bhaiya isn’t agreeing to it. My mom called me out and asked me to teach her right now. I enacted that I had to go out for a movie, etc. This time my mom ordered me to do so and that was what I wanted in my heart. Chinky said, but her book at her house. Friends, her house was around 5-6 kms away from my house. There came the answer which I wanted to hear from my Bua, so what you can go right now and teach her at our house and also stay for the night at our place itself. And my horny princess and I were on our way for a fantastic journey.

Bua had already told us that she would be coming late in the evening and then we would go out for a dinner. For my luck, fupa was also out of town. I knew I had a good 2 hours to enjoy with my princess. We reached home and I went for a hot shower and also shaved my private parts. I wanted to feel at my freshness best. I came out wearing a towel. Chinky was just staring at me. She was almost in sweat with her rising body temperature. I too was very hot, but wanted to enjoy this opportunity at the fullest. I asked her to take a bath so that even she can get fresh. She nodded and went straight in the bathroom picking up a pink frock and a towel. I meanwhile applied deo and dressed up in shorts and a t-shirt. I was getting anxious to see the drops of water boiling with the temperature of my small princess. I lit a cigarette and turned on the AC and myself comfortable on the bed. Aaah, after 10 minutes she came back wearing her pink frock. The water drops still dripping through her semi-long hair. I could smell the aroma of her shampoo. I kept staring at her beauty, when she nervously narrowed her eyes looking at the floor. I asked her to come close. She hesitantly moved some steps. As she was within my reach I wasted no time, moved a little and caught her by her hip and pulled her towards me. My hot little princess was now seated on my laps feeling the warmness of my hot lund which was growing under my shorts. I put my hand around her back and slowly started caressing her hair. She gave me a shy look and then looked down I asked her if anything was wrong. She said that Guddu didi had told her that it hurts for the first time. I didn’t have to hide it from her, so I said it will hurt, but I will be really gentle with you and later it will be your pleasure more than mine, and you will start asking for more.

Seeing that she was comfortable with my answer, I hugged her tightly and she hugged me too. I took her face in my hands and she was looking straight into my eyes and then lips. I kissed her on her forehead, both her eyes, both cheeks and slowly moved down to her lips. I forcefully inserted my tongue between her lips and made her open her lips for me. I took her lower lip in my mouth and started sucking it. She gave out a slight moan in pleasure and gave me a mild bite on my upper lip that was inside her mouth. Soon she was responding perfectly to my kiss and our tongues started exploring each others mouth. I had a strong erection in my shorts and I’m sure she felt it against her body. I slowly released her lips and started licking her lips, cheeks and started moving towards her ear. She was kind of tickled and giggled a bit. I started licking has ear, inside and outside, behind her ear and moved down to the side of her neck. She was enjoying it like hell and tightened her grip on my back. I started whispering in her ears… Chinky how are you feeling, are you enjoying it. She responded with a whisper saying Yes… I love this… I continued licking her for a while and released her from my grips. As we were separated, she noticed the bulge in my shorts, which was very obvious and giggled again. She came closer, held my cock over the shorts and gave me another passionate kiss on my lips. I grabbed her ass and squeezed her like stress busters and she gave out a long moan.

I made her lie down on the bed and started exploring her body starting from her toes. I gradually started feeling her soft thighs, lifting her frock till her waist and working my hands up to her chut, massaging it, I realized that she was already wet. Feeling my touch at her pussy, she again let out a moan… bhaiya… tum mujhe marr doge! Mera saara badan tap raha hai! Her comments were making me mad. I turned her around and unhooked her frock and pulled it. God knows why, but she instantly stood up on the floor with a shy look. My princess was now in front of me with just a pink bra and a pink panty on and looked damn sexy. She looked shy and was trying to avoid eye contact with me, looked at the floor all the while. I went forward, held both her hands just around her biceps and started kissing her armpits. I started kissing and licking both her armpits alternatively. She was tickled initially, but started enjoying it later. I moved closer and started licking her boobs over the bra and she started getting aroused. I kissed her cleavage and she dropped her hands from her head to massage my hair. I was liking it too. I reached for her back and unhooked her bra; she removed hands through the loops but held the bra with her hands over both her boobs, not letting the bra fall down. She was looking at me with a sparkle in her eyes and I understood she was playing around. I gave her another kiss on her lips and at the same time grabbed her hand on top of her boobs and forcefully pulled her hand down, along with the bra that she was holding tight. Her bare boobs were now piercing into my bare chest, with her nipples rubbing against my skin and chest hair. We stood kissing for some time. We had saliva flowing through the sides of our lips. I just moved a step back to see her completely naked in front of me. As a reflex, she immediately covered her boobs with both her hands and looked at me with lust in her eyes.

I slowly removed her hands from her boobs and pulled her back on the bed and made her lie down and moved my mouth towards her melons. They were not great in terms of size, but not too small either. Perfect round in shape, with dark nipples that look excited. I kissed her right nipple first and started moving my tongue around her nipple, at the same time squeezing her left boob and pinching her left nipple. I sucked her right breast hard into my mouth and heard her moan in pleasure. I sucked her life out until her moans slowly became screams of pain. I continued the same with her left boob too, while my hand took care of her right breast. I cupped both her breasts with both my hands, held those close to each other and started rubbing my face and lips over both her boobs. She was enjoying the act and to my surprise her hand moved down to hold my erect cock over my shorts. She held it for a while. I instantly reached for my shorts to pull it down and released my tool from within. I hold her and turned upside down making her mouth rest on my hot lawda. I think Guddu had given her a good lesson and she was quick to open her small mouth and insert my big lund into it. I hold her by her hair and started making to and from moments. She quickly got into rhythm. She continued licking by dick from all sides and I was enjoying the pleasure her soft little tongue was giving me. I felt her teeth on my tool and it hurt a bit. I told her not to use your teeth, but use your tongue and lips and move down by holding the base.

She did it a couple times and looked at me for approval. Man she was a good learner… Within a couple minutes she was giving me an almost perfect blowjob. Stopping after every few mins to lick the tip of my cock and lick the sides and chew the balls, it was hard to believe she was giving her first blow job. I then took her into 69 position started licking and tongue fucking her. She continued to suck my cock with fresh energy. I entered her with my tongue and felt a whiff of air pass down on my cock, which was her moan. She took the cock out of her mouth and started rubbing it all over her face. When I stopped licking her for a sec, she moved forward and started rubbing my cock on both her titties. I knew she was at the peak of excitement and was out of her own control. She moved back into the bed, stretched her arms towards me and hugged me tightly as I moved to her on the bed. She gave me another wet passionate kiss thanking me for the wonderful orgasm she just had. I didn’t wanted to waste any time now and give my darling the ultimate pleasure. I positioned my lund on her hot choot and smooched her all the while rubbing my lund on her choot. I asked her when was her last periods and she said the next one will be in 2 to 3 days from now. I was happy to know that I could fill my hot cream in a virgin reddish pussy without any danger. I slowly rubbed my cock over her pussy lips and saw her close her eyes in pleasure and grab the bed sheets. I slowly started entering her inch by inch… very slowly… spreading her lips with my fingers.

She was holding my hand which was at the base of my cock and was king of applying brakes. I could see her close her eyes very tight and tighten her lips in pain. She yelled out, bhaiya bus karon…aur andar mat dalna, please bhaiya, bahut dard ho raha hai…ooi maa marr dala aapne! Her pleads were enhancing my excitement and I made the final push to get most of my cock inside her. She left our a yell into my mouth and scratched me on my back out of pain. I stayed with in her like that for a while and after a few seconds she opened her eyes with tears filled. I asked her how it was. She said it was really painful and she now feels like there is stick that’s stuck inside. I said the painful part is over, now it will be pleasure. I started moving my cock within her very slowly and she was again closing her eyes in pain. After a couple minutes of slight in and out movement, she said its better now. I feel something is happening within me. I’m liking it. I increased my pace a bit and moved almost all of my cock inside her. She was now enjoying the movements. I started squeezing her tits and I could see her enjoying every bit of the action. Even I felt better inside her now after that initial tightness. I started the final countdown with some fierce movements and she was almost swaying in the bed. She kept moaning with the ultimate pleasure I was giving her and grabbed my hair and back with her hands and started tightening the grip.

Looked like she was getting another orgasm, but I was definitely going to come. With some final powerful thrusts, I came directly into her pussy. Fluids spurt out of my cock deep into her pussy and she climaxed one more time soon after… We both were wasted and I kind of collapsed on top of her. She released her grips on me and started slowly massaging my head. I raised my head from her shoulder and looked into her eyes. She gave a very shy smile and covered her eyes with both her hands. I planted another wet kiss on her lips and we might have lied there kissing for a good 10 minutes. My dick was limp and popped out of her pussy. We hugged each other one more time; I kissed her on her forehead as she went into the bathroom. Blood stains and my princess honey was all around my lund. I lay flat on the bed, completely exhausted. She came back in a few mins, gave me another kiss and said; Now I can also say I have experienced Everything… I looked at her and said NO. Don’t talk about this to anyone. She laughed and said I will not… I was just kidding. From this day onwards we were always waiting for opportunities to get close to each other. Guddu, Chinky and I latter also had a threesome. But that story latter, before that I would jot down my encounter with Mehak which is still incomplete. Basically I got an erection other night thinking about that day spent with Chinky and thought of penning it down before Mehak’s experience. Like always, pls write down your valuable comments on my mail id, [email protected]. Have a wonderful sex life friends… enjoy.

Hi friends, I am Rohit male 21 from Mumbai India this is true story, which I face when I was returning with my younger sister (Shilpa) from my aunty (mother 91sister) place. I live with my family in Mumbai. we are four members in our family. Father-is a businessman. Mother is a house wife. Sister shilpa-19 years a student of class 2nd year o f graduation. I used to participate in my father’s business. I am going to narrate how I had sex with my younger sister (Shilpa). In our summer vacations we used to visit our native place, which is around 20 hours away from Mumbai. We both of us were traveling alone because of my father had no time due to his busy schedule and we were visiting after couple of years after our exams. While going to native place were with our aunty but for our return journey I booked 2 ticket which were not confirmed due to pick season. While returning from the house to station we saw a dog having intercourse and they both were sticked to each other, I saw that mine sister was observing a sex show with interest, on that time I thought that she might be feeling horny.

When I saw at here she felt shy. On that time mine sister was not a looking like my sister but a sexy, horny girl… While coming to station by a share taxi we both were very close to each other sitting in congested place and mine whole mind was to review the show of dog from that point I was not at all feeling like traveling with my sister. I was imagining the cunt of mine sister. When we reached at station I went to see whether our ticket got confirm or not, but it was a tough luck. We ha d no confirm ticket when I talked to atc after 1/2 an hour he confirmed 1 birth for us which was on the top and told that he will see to it the and gets confirmed at the earliest. I made Shilpa to climb up by intentionally pushing her buttocks which she came to know and then I climbed up, now both of us sat on a birth but my mind was still in that doggy incidence. In front of us a girl of around 10-12 years was sleeping with her father and mother on the next down seats train was running fast. Now Shilpa was relaxing in a corner of upper birth, Shilpa asked me what happened you don’t w ant to relax.

I told how I can relax its not an ample space for both of us. She told me don’t mind relax next to me we have to travel around 20 hours now we slept next to each other and she kept her head on my biceps. I started feeling heat where the well grown breast of Shilpa were touching mine shoulder she told me see to it that you don’t fall down and she came very near to me and our body’s were touching each other. I was feeling the heat of her body. Shilpa thigh was touching me. And she was also feeling something and I moved my hand near to her and kept my hand on her waist, and her soft chicks were touching mine biceps. My cock was at his full. She came to know about mine intensions but she was also in a mood to spend a night with me. She was breathing so heavily that I was feeling the heat of her inhalation. Now I moved my face towards her, and started touching her chicks and the lips. I moved mine hand on her sweet buttocks which w ere to soft. I started pressing them and then I took her hand and put on the mount of mine jeans she unzipped me and lowered the underwear to mine thighs. I slowly raised her salwar and put my hand in side the kamiz and it was to hot inside. I was moving mine hand on her panty and my dear sister’s hand was moving on mine hard rock cock. I inserted mine hand inside and it was a closed heaven I. E. Pussy of mine dear sister…by that time she was feeling too horny.

I lowered her kamiz and I parted the patels of t hose sweet pussy and inserted mine middle finger in to it… She moaned ooooh hhaaaa….. She was jerking mine cock at the same speed I was inserting my finger in and out now she was wet inside. mine one hand was working on developed breasts of mine sister I was caressing the nipples with mine mouth. I slowly inserted 2 fingers in her pussy and she was too hot and making noise. Shilpa lowered mine jeans to mine knees and I was in too hurry to taste her wet pussy. I lowered her panty to her knee and I tried to insert mine 8″ cock but mine efforts were in vain it was not so easy in such p lace with such tiny pussy but slowly I made it, I was putting mine o ne hand on Shilpa mouth so that she shouldn’t make noise giving her jerk s of the life. Both of us were in too much of enthusiasm of our adultness but only 1/4 of mine cock was able to get inside I pushed heavily and t he train helping too much in my movements but I was proceeding slowly it took around 2-25 min to get inside around Shilpa was completely wet by that time. I was also about to come, I was moving fast for that as I felt its coming I removed mine cock from the pussy and exploded on her thighs Shilpa removed her panty and cleaned mine cock and her thighs an d dumped wet panty into her purse we were quite for 5 min but then she guided her hand to mine cock again and started giving a shake. I was massaging her boobs and nipples Shilpa was now behaving openly with me.

No w mine small cock again raised in the hand of Shilpa. I started biting on her ears. And she was sucking mine hairy chest. I pushed both of her legs to wards her chest and tried to make a pussy open from her back. I spread her pussy from back with mine 2 fingers. And I started pushing from her back I t was a nice experience to me to have a sex with the movement of the train it was possible for me to insert only 1/4 of mine cock inside after 10- 15 min she told me to stop due to durability of a long sex. I waited for a min and gave 4-5 big jerks led to a complete cock inside. Now she was fee ling satisfied with that around 20- 25 min latter I come on my hanky and cleaned her pussy and remained slept for 5 min it was so tiring for both of us both became normal and slept at 3:30 am then on wards we both are enjoying each other whenever we feels to have sex doesn’t matter we are in mood of it or not we doesn’t break hearts and tries to give 100% to each other if any girl, interested in sexy chat or sexy comments or sexy actions (girls near to Punjab are also welcome) feel free to take mine help on [email protected].

In 1992, we had to go to see our uncle who lived about 12-14 hours drive away. He was not feeling good. Rani took little longer to get ready; we left in the after noon. We were talking about our teen time. Rani said we had real good time when we were growing up, didn’t we bro? I said we sure did. We enjoyed life and mom/dad was very nice to us. They gave us lot of freedom. Rani: we sure had lot of fun; all the girls liked you very much. And the guys in school liked you very much too, my dear sister. I also knew that many girls liked you as much too. We were getting tired, Rani said I think we should stay night in hotel; we can leave in the morning. I agreed, we saw the motel and went there to see if they have any room. Rani went to the office to get the room; I was in the car waiting for her to come back. When she came back she said, We got the room, she showed the key to me. We parked the car in front of the room and got in. There was only one bed in room; I asked Rani if they have spare bed. She said no they don’t.

It will be ok. We called for pizza, and we changed our cloths to night cloths. She had nitie on, that showed her boobs, and she did not had bra on. I changed to pajama and night shirt. We hade few peg of drink and were sitting on the bed watching TV. The pizza guy rang the bell; I opened the door and paid him the money. We ate pizza and had couple of more drinks. We sat on bed again and watching TV. Rani said that she have not had sex for one year. I asked why not, what’s wrong with Sukhi? Rani said after the accident Sukhi cant get hard on. And Rani started to cry. As a brother I hugged her to comfort her, I had no plan to do any thing with her. She hugged me too we just sat there for some time. We were not talking, just hugging each other. The heat from her boobs and the show on TV kind of making me hard. (it was not porn). I was getting uncomfortable with my cock getting hard. Rani saw that too, She hugged me tighter after few min Rani put her hand on my cock. I was shocked to see that, but felt nice.

Rani pulled me closer to her, now her boobs were really pressing on my side. My cock was hard now; Rani took it out of my pajama. She started to masturbate. My cock got real hard now, Rani pushed me back on my back and got on top of me, we were in 69 position. Rani was sucking my cock and her cunt was on my face. This is the first time tasted Rani’s cunt. I knew she had very tasty cunt, her friends told me that Rani have nice tasty cunt. I knew now. We were in that position for about 15 min. No word was said yet

Rani removed my pajama and she got up and got my cock in her cunt while she was facing the other way. She was leaning forward and her ass was showing when she was going up and down on my cock. I started to massage her bums, yes bro pinch my bum harder just like you done with Judy and other girls. At last now I have your cock in my cunt. Fuck your Behan (sister) hard now. I was waiting for your cock for long time. Push your finger in my ass Rani said. I pushed my finger in her ass she went wild moaning loud. Rani was saying very dirty words oh bhai ji mari gand maro jor se. She moved forward a bit, my cock came out of her cunt, she moved back a bit lined my cock with her hand and lower her ass on my cock, it went in easy. She started to hump me harder and faster. Still facing away from me.

She turned around with my cock in her ass and now she was facing me, she also took her night off her and her 36” boobs were sticking right out she lower her boobs to my mouth while had my cock in her ass. I started to lick them. Flick my tongue on her nipples, she was moaning louder now. I licked under her boobs and between them. Rani held her boobs made them tight closer I stuck my tongue in her boobs. Come mere bhai apni Behan ke gand ko chodo. I said my dear sister it is wonderful it feel, good to fuck my twin sister. Rani said I wanted you when we were teen but you were not interested in incest then. Now fuck me for all those times. All the girls told me how good fucker you are. Now show me how you can fuck girl, I have waited for long time for your cock, my dear sexy brother. I will not let you go now… She lower her mouth to my mouth, she put her tongue in my mouth and was sucking my tongue while moving up and down on my cock. We fucked for 20 min like that then I cum in her and she cum too.

She got off me and just lay on me kissing me. I said do you know what we have done? Rani said of course I do. I just been fucked by my bro, what’s wrong with that? I said is it right thing to do? Rani said I have not had sex for one year, You know how hard it is for me to stay with out sex. Do you want me to do with some one else. I said I know it is hard for you to stay off sex for couple of months. You mean you never had with any one else for one year? Yes said Rani. Lucky I had dildo, I used that almost every night. I said how about women? Did not try with any woman too? No I did not; now that we have done it we should continue it. I live the way you fuck, also it make me really horny doing with brother. When I was using dildo I was thinking about you lot. Oh my behana you are great. I never had that good blow job from any one. You suck cock very good, very expert. Sukhi must have loved it. No he was not into oral, he said it is dirty. I missed oral sex. You know how I enjoyed oral sex. You had seen me sucking Jim in the theater many times. Just was sucking your cock that made me very horny watching your cock going in her mouth. Many times I wished that it was me that sucking your cock then. Did you knew that Jim and Judy had sex too? Oh really I did not knew that. I asked Rani if she has done with both of them together, she said yes many times. There were few girls that were fucking their brother.

One girl name Jane she done it with her father too many times. I said don’t tell me that you have done with them too. Rani said of course I have had sex with them. You know Jane’s mom died when she was only 2 years. Her dad was lonely, plus her dad use to take care of Jane. Give her bath and clean her up, that made he open to her dad. You know white people are more open then we are. Talking all that made my cock hard again. Rani pulled me over her and she lay on her back and opens her legs wide. Rani had her legs wrapped on my back and she pulled my tightly and wiggle my cock in her cunt, and started to lift her bum up and down. She moved like I had no weight at all. Then she lifted her legs up on my shoulders and said my dear brother now fuck me hard, hole my legs up and spread them apart and fuck, fuck, make me cry. Harder and faster with all the might you have. Rani said she want to make up for the lost year. I fucked her like animal for 40 min non stop. She had orgasm few times but I was not stopping till she cries. After 40 min she said she had enough now, please stop now. I said not yet I have to cum too before I let you go. Rani said she will be good girl from now on please stop fucking me it is hurting me. My legs getting tired and my back are also hurting. Please brother, I will do any thing you want me to, just stop now please.

I said give me promises that you will do any thing I ask. Rani said she promises that she will do any thing. I stopped and lay next to her but my cock was still hard and pointing up. After few min she started to play with my cock, then she started to suck my cock, it took 10 min for me to cum. We slept with our arms around each other. Got up in the morning, got ready left motel to go and see our uncle. We talked about it and other things on our way to uncle. After few days we left uncle’s place to come home. Again Rani took longer to get ready. On the way she said we should stay in that motel again. Rani said she in need of fuck again. We stayed in same room. And we did fuck again. Rani said we should try to do it more often. Yes we have to find the way to do it and keep it secret from family. We continue to fuck every second day, when ever we find time some time she come to my house and some I got to he house. I hope you guys and girls like our experience. It is true happing. What we did next is real shocker stay tune. Reply me at [email protected].

Rahul has been my friend since about a year or so. We have interacted each other for the first time on the “five point some one community” of Orkut. Actually Orkut has been such an interesting website on the internet that many single gals and boys have come closer to each other and developed many great relationships just as me and Sourav. To introduce myself, I am Anuradha, a comp science engineering student from Dharwad, Karnataka. When I started interacting with Rahul, I was in my third year of engineering. We started by exchanging scraps and testimonials over orkut, then we started to chat on yahoo and even on gmail. All this lasted for about 7-8 months. We never used to chat for more than 1 hour or so. In 2006, Rahul, who was already placed in a software company in his college, joined in Bangalore. My joy knew no bounds because I had always thought that he is a charming and a good natured boy. Rahul was 6 months older than me. Then all of a sudden we were very excited and we exchanged our cell phone numbers. In the month of August, Rahul called me for the first time and we had a brief 15 minute talk. Anuradha: “I am a very talkative person, can u handle me? And I am gonna eat ur mind out like anything.” Rahul: “I am fond of such people who tend to talk nonsense and I really enjoy it.” Thus started our conversation. I felt very bad for myself that Rahul had to hang up the call feeling pissed off for him. So I smsed him sorry n I wont repeat my such kinda talks in future.

So, the next day I was a bit more careful and talked with him in a polite way. In those days, my sms to local numbers were free, so, all the day I used to sms Rahul whatever fwds I used to get from friends. Rahul too replied to maximum of my sms s. But no such stupid fwds, but sweet and soothing words which made me giggle. Actually due to sms I came much closer to Rahul, and he to me. Rahul used to call me every night after his office, and we used to chat for at least one hour. One such night, I was really depressed, and didn’t know what to do, due to a problem in my house back in Kolkata. I felt like crying all day. When Rahul phoned me in the night, I was literally angry on him and said all sorts of non since to him, due to which he was very angry. I too felt the same feeling after hanging up the call, and had to call him back to say I was really sorry and I should not have told you all this things and I know how bad ur feeling now due to me. To this Rahul said in a very fantastic way that you need to respect your parents first and then yourself. Your parents are all to you. I was so moved by his words that if I was near him, I would have hugged him and said thanks personally. From that night, I started to have a different kinda feeling for Rahul altogether. As my exams were drawing closer, I was busy in my studies, still took out an hours time to chat with Rahul in the night.

On the last day of my exam, I received a special sms stating “all the best sweet, I am with you.’’ I anyhow answered my papers, and was eagerly waiting for the phone call. When the call came, I didn’t even wait to say hello to Rahul, but uttered the most special words of affection to him. He was kinda surprised and was left awestruck. He asked r u ok? I said ya I am and I declare it 2 u that I love you. Rahul was kinda surprised and said that I was mad and was acting in a strange way, I felt very bad. Moreover I thought that we had not seen each other than in photograph which we shared in the initial phase of our friendship. He said that we are not seen each other n how can u love me? The next day from the morning I got some really sweet and love related sms from Rahul. I thought that he might have changed his state of mind. That night Rahul spoke to me for over 4 hours because the next day was a Sunday. We shared all our love and affection over phone. One such night, as we were talking over phone, Rahul asked me to marry him. I was more than happy person in the universe. But I had to complete my engineering and at that time I was in my sixth semester. Rahul wanted me to be with him in Bangalore, once I complete my education. I was supposed to join into another software company different from Rahul’s. I told him that if I am posted in Bangalore, I will stay with you.

About 2 months went in this way; I had to visit Bangalore due to some project work in my college. I had to ask Rahul to make arrangements for me. Rahul was very happy because he wanted to see me personally and I was also excited to see him. On November 5th, I boarded my bus to Bangalore from dharward. On sixth morning, at 5.30am, I reached Anand rao circle. From the window I could see Rahul waiting for me. He was clad in a jeans jacket with a matching jeans pant, Nike shoes and a cap on his head. I waved my hand to him. He gave me a smile and came near the bus. I came down from the bus and hugged Rahul in an affectionate way. Rahul insisted me to have tea from a tea stall to beat the cold November morning. I took my bag, a small one coz it was a 3 day trip. Rahul didn’t have to take any leave from office, coz Monday was a holiday in Karnataka. We took tea, and I sat behind Rahul on his bike. On the way I asked where am I gonna stay? To this Rahul answered that we are gonna stay together in a hotel for the next 3 days. I was kinda excited when I heard this but acted in a way that I was concerned that we won’t be sharing the same bed and all kinda stuff. Rahul took me to a beautiful hotel. We checked in with the name of Mr. & Mrs. Anand. I was as excited as Rahul was while checking in the hotel room.

When the bell boy left the room after serving us water and the towels, closing the door behind and wishing us a happy stay. I hugged Rahul and he was taken for surprise, coz he had not expected me to hug him all of a sudden. He said, ‘sweetheart, what happened? Seems that November month is the season of romance?” I just smiled and flung myself on the double bed checking the cushion. The room was quite big, consisting of an attached bath, 21 inch TV, big window and a small balcony….typically my kinda room for enjoying a vacation!! I was really very excited. Rahul too joined me on the bed. He had to wake up at 5am in the morning to receive me at the bus terminus. We started to chat for a long time. I enquired about his work, and he did so for my studies. Then I told him that the whole idea of project presentation was false and to meet you was my primary objective for the tour. This took Rahul by surprise!! He had not expected me to tell this to him. I again hugged him and planted a small kiss on his cheek. This was my first kiss to any boy. He coaxed me in his arms and returned me a big hug and told, “Anuradha….I love you!” This was so romantic that I wont ever forget in my life forever. Actually, I was so excited that I wanted to kiss him on his lips, but I was waiting for him to take the first step. We had 3 days in our hands. This was just the starting. Rahul suggested me to gat a bit fresh and have breakfast so that we could go around places in Bangalore. I was not in a mood to go around to places. I wanted privacy and wanted to be with Rahul all the time.

As I entered the bathroom which was quite majestic, Rahul switched on the TV set. ‘Yeh mera dil pyaar ka diwana….’ was being played on a music channel. I decided to give Rahul a sexy semi strip show. So I brushed me teeth quickly, put water on my hairs and undid a couple of buttons of my jacket and came out of the bathroom. As Rahul saw me, he was quite surprised that his girlfriend is performing a semi strip tease. I undid the rest of the buttons of my jacket in front of him, and then started to undo the shirt buttons too. By seeing this Rahul was totally out of this world, and told me,’ Anuradha, what are you doing now?’ I joked him and said,’ if Kareena can do, then why not me?’ hearing this, Rahul came close to me and caught me by my waist and removed the hair from my face and planted a mind blowing kiss on my supple lips. I too opened my mouth and co-operated him in the kiss. Our tongues met and we were pushing each other from one corner of the room to another to find support. We broke off for a brief moment to grasp some breath and then Rahul pushed me against me the wall and raised my hands to either side of the wall and began to kiss me again. The kiss was so passionate that it seemed that we were made for each other only. Slowly Rahul began to move to my cheeks, my chin and then finally made his way to my neck.

The moment was getting so passionate that we were totally out of control. But he did not even touch my breast or my ass by any chance. I had encircled his hairs in my hands, and was kissing him like anything. After about 3-4 minutes, we broke off. Rahul smiled at me, and I complimented him by a naughty smile. He undid the remaining buttons of my shirt and began to take it off. I was trying to take his t-shirt off. By the time he had removed my shirt I was in my Juliet bra and a pair of jeans, and Rahul was in his jeans only. Suddenly the doorbell rang. I rushed to the bath room taking her shirt. I opened the door to get the breakfast and the morning news paper. I came out of the bathroom after the bellboy had left. I had not worn my shirt, just keeping the buttons open and tied it at a knot jest below her waist. She was looking damn sexy. We enjoyed the omelet and the bread butter. Fresh orange juice also served as refreshment for us. I then asked Rahul, how was I looking, just opening my shirt. Rahul just lit a cigarette, and I asked for a counter. Rahul gave me knowing that I was anon-smoker. He was looking at my bra covered breasts and was guessing my size. I told him that my breasts were a 34 c. He asked immediately whss 34c was. I told that 34 is my breast size and c is my cup no. We started to discuss about sex a bit. And then suddenly I asked him a daring question, whether he would like to have sex with me or not? He said, if I was ready and there is no problem later on, we can always have a safe sex. I asked him whether he has condoms at present or not, and I was sad that he doesn’t carry condoms!! I kissed him again on his cheeks and said, no problem, ‘we can always have one when we are in full protection!!’

Rahul suddenly put his hands on my hands and took it towards his jeans, which was already causing a small tent. I felt his member from above his pant…and guessed that his prick is also a big one!! And joked that we can have a long night of passion and love making. The idea of having sex was always on our minds when we used to talk on the phone. He had asked me about my figure, my favorite fantasy and also told each other, how were we gonna react if we were in one another’s arms. And now that we were really in each other’s arms we were really enjoying it. Rahul placed his hands on my breasts over the bra and was feeling them. I felt a tingling sensation, and really loved it. Rahul asked me to strip off the bra and wanted me to see topless, I was surprised. I promised him….y topless, y not fully naked. Now that we are all alone in the room, whss the fuss about it? Then he said that, ‘if he situation was not under control, then problems may arise later on!!!….hinting on the sex part.’ But I asked him to strip off his pants first and after he was in his jockey, I removed my jeans to reveal my Juliet panty. He grabbed my ass from behind and pulled me closer to him. I too removed my bra and for the first time I was half-naked in front of any stranger. Our half naked bodies were in touch for the first time. An electric shock ran down my spine, when my already erect nipples touched his chest. I put my hands on his chest and tried to circle around his male torso. His member down under was already poking out of the jockey and was pushing against my panty. I burst into laughter by seeing it and kissed him on his chest. Rahul put his hands on my breasts and slowly kneed them in small amounts carefully not giving me any chance to complain of pain. He kissed me back and the all of a sudden took my left breast and kissed it between his lips. I was too excited by this time and arched by back unable to feel the immense heat of excitement.

I almost let out a moan as Rahul kept on kissing my nipples and his member pushing against my panty. He kissed me from my breasts to my naval region. I was almost wet in my panty and I didn’t want to orgasm in y panty. So we broke off. Rahul looked at me and gave a smile. Rahul: “you are too hot, how could you maintain such a wonderful figure?” Still having his hard on in his jockey. Anuradha: “well, that’s what u call as a lucky girl. Seems you are quite lucky to have me as ur girlfriend.” We were all in smiles. I reached to wards him again and bit his ears and whispered, y not have bath together, and then go out for a small sight seeing trip? Rahul was excited for the bath and carried me in his arms to the bathroom. He slightly closed the door and put me on the wash basin rack. I kissed him once again and this time on his fore head. Rahul had a killer instinct and I really loved his attitude. I was also quite lucky to have him as my lover and I was not wrong. Rahul suggested me to first use the toilet, while he had a quick shave. He even asked whether he will be out of the bathroom to give me privacy. To which I answered that it’s not required. So I got down the rack and took the towel from the hanger and wrapped on my waist to drop down my panty. Seeing this, Rahul mischief caught hold of the towel’s one end and pulled it. Now I was fully naked in front of him. I tried to hide my pubic region by help of my hands and was a bit uncomfortable in front of him seeing my expression; Rahul came closer to me and put back the towel on my waist.

I was so embarrassed that I immediately took off the towel from my body and clung to him. Rahul had already foamed his cheeks with Gillette and a certain amount of foam also got on my cheeks. We smiled seeing the scene on the mirror. Then Rahul saw my fully shaven cunt and said, ‘wow! Anuradha, since when did u started to shave ur pussy?’ I replied, ‘since you started making me hot each night on the phone.’ We laughed again! Rahul had his shave and I quickly used the toilet so that we were not late for the small trip which we had planned. Then I asked Rahul to show his nakedness, as I had already shown my full naked to him already a long time. He was busy washing his face, when I pulled his jockey down to his ankles! He turned around and came out of it. I was a bit surprised to see his prick in full day light. Rahul asked, “so darling…how’s my tool?” I smiled and complimented by showing a fantastic sign. “So y waits any longer for the bath?” I suggested. We went into the tub. The tub was actually a bit big. First we had a small shower, and then applied soap on each others body, washed off everything. And then started the bubble bath. The tub was half full, when we took our selves in to the tub. It was my first time with Rahul so close to each other and that too in total nakedness.

Our organs touched. Rahul’s prick was already erect and was poking on my thighs. My nipples were already hard. We enjoyed each other’s company. We had a long kiss and then decided to end up that bath as soon as possible. After washing ourselves dry, we wore our cloths and went out for a small trip around the city. We had a small stop in brigade road, where we took our lunch at a pizza hut and then went to garuda mall. Rahul insisted me to buy some clothes from shopper’s stop. I selected a jeans denim jeans and a beautiful designer top. When I had a trial in the trial room, I was actually looking sexier than anyone else, was what I thought. Rahul was waiting all this time I was admiring myself. I decided to gift him something. I took him to the Allen Solly counter and told him to pick up any thing. Rahul selected a beautiful shirt for himself. After the shopping extravaganza, Rahul insisted me for a movie at inox. I told that movies which were being screened were all the ones which I have seen, so we decided to drop off the plan and went for a long ride around Bangalore. We frequently stopped at ice cream parlous and had our quota of ice creams. On our way back we had our dinner and did make a point to visit the medical store to carry the condoms. We took a bit more time on the highway and arrived the hotel at 10pm. The day passed so quickly that I was not aware how time flew by.

Once in the room, I tried on the jeans and the top which Rahul got for me. As I appeared in front of him, Rahul was left surprised! He pulled me kissed on my lips. I too reciprocated him. Then I told him to leave me and rescued myself from him. I decided to change into a night dress. I asked Rahul, “what you want me to wear for the night darling?” Rahul answered, “See, if u wear anything, you please make sure that you won’t be waking up in the morning wearing that.” I smiled at him and opened my bag, which I had brought from my hostel. I took out a bra, a small panty kinda pant, and a small tee shirt just covering my breasts. As I was changing, I decided to have a short bath so that I look fresh. As I came out of the bathroom, Rahul too got fresh and we started to watch the TV. Within 15 mins we switched off the TV and got into each others arms. Rahul asked me to take off the tee. I made faces at him and then took it off in one go. I was in a bra and a small panty. Rahul was also in his jockey. We kissed each other and started too remove all our clothes and became naked. Rahul was already hard and his tool was hitting my waist. He kissed on my navel, on my breasts and on my chin. I kissed him on his chest, his groin and on his cheeks. We lay in each others arms and explored the bits and bytes of sexuality by caressing and licking and kissing each other. Rahul was on top of me and his prick was already wet by the pre- cum. Even my pussy was wet by my own excited urge to caressing and kissing.

He wiped off the cum off his penis and put it on my virgin vagina and looked at me. I smiled at him and blew a kiss to him. He then rolled a condom on his prick asked me to climb on top of him. I climbed on him and positioned myself on him. He asked me to sit on his tool and take the tool in my pussy as slow as possible. I did as advised. As I was sitting on him my pussy took only an inch of his tool and I moaned. Then Rahul pushed his tool in such a way that it went at least 3 inches inside my vagina. I shrieked a bit and moaned a bit loudly. After repeated 3-4 tries, I was almost inside Rahul’s dick. I could feel the pulsating member in me and was feeling it grow in excitement. Rahul started giving me small pushes on my groin, due to which I began jumping on his groin. During the initial first few jumps. I was in great pain, but after 5-6 jumps it subsided and I could feel the excitement building in me. So, I too decided to reciprocate Rahul by pushing my pussy more towards Rahul. After continuing this action, for 20 mins, Rahul made me lye on the bed and he got up to stand on the edge of the bed. He put 2 pillows under my ass,, so that my pussy region was elevated a bit.

In this fashion, Rahul bumped me for about 10 mins more. I had already cummed 3 times inside, then Rahul’s prick grew too big all of a sudden and he increased his pace to a high intensity. I was literally shouting at top of my voice as I was cumin. I clung on to Rahul, pulling the bed sheet and then Rahul. All of a sudden I could feel hot thick threads of semen hitting the condom cover and Rahul breathing heavily. He was all in sweat so was I. He kissed me once again and laid on me. Then he went to the bath room to dispose the condom in the bin and returned to my sit. I clung to him and kissed him again. We smiled again and I offered Rahul my right breast to suck. He at once took it and smiled at me. I ran my fingers on his hairs and kissed his fore head. We were totally wet by our sweat. Then Rahul joking said, ‘there’s no milk in your breast’. I replied, ‘does u want milk or something else.’ Then I pointed to the cold drink in the fridge. Rahul then brought a coke and poured some on my breast and licked it. Then he gave me some to lick from his chest. He kissed on my breasts like a small kid and then kissed my lips. We kissed each other naked like Adam and eve. We decided to catch a small nap.

At around 5 am I saw Rahul caressing my ass and I was getting wet. I moaned in a sexy voice and turned to him giving him a good morning kiss. Our kiss was a bit brief and Rahul insisted me to have a quickie. He rolled is condom quickly in his sheepish eyes and put it in my pussy. He rammed me for about 10 mins and ejaculated in no time. I was wide awake now and wanted some more. So Rahul went to the bathroom to wash himself. I followed him stark naked. Seeing me there, he washed my pussy with cold water, sprayed some water on my face and carried me to the bed. We kissed each other once again and started to caress each other. I asked Rahul to wait a bit and decided to give him a show. He sat on the edge of the bed to smoke a cigarette. I spread my legs and put a figure in my pussy and started to masturbate. I was already high by his banging, and I cummed all over my fingure and put the cum on Rahul’s erect dick. He smiled at me and asked me to lick it. I was shy and after a lot of pleading, I licked my fingure in front of him. Tasting my own cum was some what awkward. He asked me for an oral sex. I disagreed immediately.

Then he persuaded me to have it. And I submitted to him. He reached between my legs and started to lick me. My pussy lips were a now sore and he sometimes bit me and tickled me by his tongue. I immediately felt the high and cummed. Now it was my turn to return the favor. I took the thick prick of Rahul and put my mouth around it and began sucking it in a slow fashion. Then all of a sudden, he shouted that he is about to cum. So I pulled off myself and saw him cum on my breasts. I was also excited and smiled at him. I didn’t taste his cum and took the towel to clean off myself. Rahul kissed me again and we began to explore each other’s body. We made love a numerous no of time during the day. At around 3 pm we went out for a small bike ride and shopping. Rahul took me to a shop where I bought some sexy undergarments. I had also bought a string panty for myself for tonight, which was a surprise for Rahul. Rahul took me for another long drive. On the way back we had dinner at a wonderful restaurant. We took a couple of pegs of whiskey too at that bar. By 9pm we were in hotel tonight was gonna be the last night for my trip as I was to start for my place the very next afternoon.

Rahul was already in his boxers waiting for me to come onto bed. I changed into the sexy string panty, which was enough to hide my pussy and my ass just had a string. This means that my ass was completely visible. God knows what made me buy that piece of undergarment! By breast was covered by the small tee shirt. Rahul was having a soft drink. As I joined him on bed, he gifted me a ring which he made me wear on my fingure and kissed me. I was totally surprised to see him gift me a ring. I thanked him a lot and hugged him again. Our naked bodies met. He began pulling my bra and I decided to better take it off….coz Rahul was not happy seeing me in that bra. So I took it off. Then he touched my ass and began to coax it. I wanted him to take his boxer off. He took it off and I was happy to see him in his jockey. We took a couple of secs to realize that we need to finish off the cold drink. So we had one sip at a time each to finish it off. As we finished, I took off my panty and became naked. I put my ass in front of him to coax it. Rahul let go of his jockey and began to poke is member on to my waist. I could get to know that he was growing in size and was ready to enter me. I asked for anal sex. He got ready. He put some cream on my ass cheek and inside of my asshole so that it becomes a bit slippery. He then put on his condom and began to hump me like a dog does to a bitch. My breasts were being pressed from behind and Rahul had caught my hair. I was in seventh a I had cummed about 3 times in a span of 20 mins. Rahul was going on like a horse. Then he wanted to fuck my pussy.

I turned towards him and presented my pussy to him, he kept on fucking me for more than 20 mins in this way. I cummed 3times more and then Rahul to cummed in his condom. I was breathless. My face was red and same with Rahul too. I kissed him again and again. Rahul took another condom and began pushing his member again into my pussy. I said let me climb on you. I climbed on him and began to sit on him and my pussy tore open so that I could take the cock in me. As I was jumping on him, I cummed again. Rahul was still strong. We were already wet by our sweat. Then, Rahul cummed and we were totally exhausted. We took a few minutes break and then Rahul carried me to the bathroom. We cleaned off each other and kissed there. Rahul carried me to the sofa, where we watch a bit of TV and then we went to bed. I was not able to sleep properly. Seeing me changing sides, Rahul asked me whether I was ok or not? I said I was too happy and kissed him all over again. Rahul carried me to the wall and made me stand. He put on another condom and asked me to put one of my legs on a chair. I did so. Then Rahul put his cock in me and began to fuck me again. I was so excited by that sudden gush of along prick in me that I could not control myself. I caught hold of his hairs and began to push my pussy deep into Rahul’s cock. We fucked for about 4am in the morning in different parts of the room. And at last when we were in a final mood for that night,

Rahul was short of condom. I said, “if you can control urself, I can let you enter in me unprotected.” Rahul nodded and I was so hot by that time that I was unable to control myself. Rahul entered his unprotected long dick in me and I for the first time took him inside me more than when he was in a condom. I liked the feel of him in me. He kept on fucking me slowly. As I reached my climax I asked him to increase the pace. He did so and I cummed all over his penis in me. Rahul then pushed me again and increased his pace a bit, and in 5 mins he took out his member out of me and cummed on my breasts. We took a small bath and then retired to bed. We lay in each other’s arms naked. At 11am we woke up. I kissed Rahul good morning. I was sad that I had to leave him today. But my heart was able to understand. He was equally sad that I had to leave. I had tears in my eyes when he kissed me. He asked whether I was unhappy. I cried like a child. Rahul was so passionate and understanding that he took in his arms and made me sits on the chair, and wipe out my tears with a smile on his face. I said, “I love you, and I don’t want to loose u in my life. The last three days were like a dream to me.” Rahul too said the same thing. That we will be together after my education is over. I decided to give him more than he deserved. I gave him my locket which I was wearing on my neck. I kissed him again and went to bathroom to freshen up and get ready for the return journey. At 12 noon my bus was ready. I bade good bye to Rahul and my bus started.

When I reached my hostel, I took out the entire panty n bra and washed them so that they were fresh. Rahul enquired whether I had reached safely and bade me goodnight. Thus its my most fantastic part of my life. The above story is as true as I am. Rahul is presently in Bangalore and I am praying god that I get my posting in Bangalore itself, so that we can stay together and about marriage we have not decided about it. Our parents know about our relationship, but nobody knows about the wonderful 3 days we had spent together in Bangalore. Hope you people have liked my small story. Actually its more than a sex story, it a love story generally. I still love Rahul and will love him till the end of time. Please mail me how you liked this story. My email address is [email protected]. I am a software consultant by profession and reside in Mumbai. If you really like my story, please mail me. And please don’t ask offers from me. I am not that kinda girl. I guess many Indian women are not like me, who post stories and then don’t reply to the mails but I will surely reply to each and every mail that I receive from u people. This is my 3rd story in iss.

It was one of those winter days when all you want to do is cuddle into the quilt and keeps warm. Bhaiya had gone out of the city for some work and Bhabhi’s kids were playing out somewhere. I cuddled with bhabhi to keep away the cold and she didn’t mind the physical touching since she was quite comfortable with me. I fell asleep soon knowingly keeping my head on bhabhi’s breasts which acted as a warm and comfortable pillow. When I woke up I saw that I had Bhabhi’s right nipple in my mouth and she was playing with her left breast. Her blouse was opened and she had lowered her bra. I watched in astonishment and hurriedly got away from her.

‘Sorry bhabhi, neend mein pata nahi kya kya kar deta hoon.’

She said ‘arre koi baat nahi, itni sardi mein to aapko garmi ki jaroorat hogi hi, aur garam doodh se achcha kuch nahi hota hai, chup chap aaiye ayur doodh pijeeeye’ I couldn’t believe my ears but I didn’t want to loose this opportunity. I went back to her nipples and bit and sick them by turns while bhabhi took my hands and sucked her fingers.

‘Doodh nikla ki nahi?’ she asked me

In reply I bit her nipple ferociously that she cried in pain and pleasure, I kept biting at it savagely until it was a color of deep red, then I licked it with my tongue, it was erect and like a small pencil rubber. I tore away her bra and moved my attention to her luscious lips, we tongue-kissed each other for a while as my hands busied themselves playing with her breasts, my dick was erect and crying for attention, I lowered the shorts that I was wearing and it sprang out. I straddled bhabhi’s breasts and she took the dick in her hand, she started giving me a hand job, but I had other plans, I went for the 69 position and pushed my dick into her mouth, I lowered her saree and petticoat forcibly and started licking and fingering her cunt… We went on for a long time with various moans and grunts when we had a simultaneous release… I shuddered and blow my cum into her mouth, she took most of it and rubbed the rest on her breasts. We ay in each others arms for a while and then I started to finger her cunt again, she resisted but I did not want no for an answer, I started kissing her again and all her resistance melted.

Mera naam varun hai. Mai 30 saal ka athelatic body wala ek behud sexy yuvak hu.meri shaddi ko 4 saal ho gaye hai . Meri wife bahut sunder aur achhi nature ki hai.mai usse bahoot chahta hu.usse meri ek payari c beti b hai. Lekin mai apni bibi se sex ke matter me satisfied nahi hoo. Uske baar baar koshish karne par bhi mai poora satisfied nahi pata. Mai ek sharif khandaan se hu, is liye mai apni payas kahin aur nahi mita ska, aur doosra karan yeh hai k mujhe koi aisi ladki nahi mili jo seceret lavel pe mere saath sex kar sake. Mujhe is sex ki tamanna bahout pehle se lag gayee thi jab mai apni 2 saal badi behan ko chori se dekhta tha.tab se aaj tak mai apni payas nahi bojha ska.

Yeh baat tab ki hai jab mai 17-18 saal ka tha.mere ander sex bahot machalta tha.mai school me chori se apni teachers ko har kone se dekh kar ghar aker nahate vwakat ya toilet me hand practice kar letta tha lekin apni behan ko kabhi is nazar se dekhta tha par ek din mai ghar me baitha padai kar raha tha to sath wale room me apni behan ko uski aheli se kuchh baate karte suna maine thoda dhayan se suna to vo kisi ladke ki baat kar rahi thi jo unhe college jatte waqt ghoorta rehta tha.meri behan sharif thi lakin uski friend thodi challu thi par uski mast baate mere ko uska rahi thi.us din pehli baar maine apni behan ke room me (jo k band tha) keyhole se dekha to bas dekhta hi reh gya.sister ki friend ne skirt pehna hua tha jisme se bed per baithe huye uskiprinted chaddi dikh rahi thi. Maine pehli baar original me kisi ladki ki tango ko itna saaf dekha tha.par meri behan punjabi suit pene huye thi lakin uski breast jis par koi bra nahi thi suit ke neeche se bhi baddi sexi lag rahi thi.behan aisi baate karte huye thoda shrma rahi thi. So usne taal-matol kar ke apni friend ko gharse bhej diya. Us din se merekhayal apni behan ke liye badal gyee the.

Mujhme ek alag si khushi ka ehsas hone laga tha. Pata nahi mere ko jaise kya mill gya. Mai har waqat apni behan ko chori se dekhta rehta tha. Kuchh dino me yeh chahat baut bad gyee thi.pehle to mai darta rehta tha lekin thode dino me hi meri kamvasna meri shakti badati gayee.mai behan ki breast ko dekhne ke bahane dundne laga aur ek din to kamal ho gaya. Mere room ke sath ek store tha jiska ek gate mere room me aur dusra gate lobby me tha.meri behan kapde dho rahi thi, vo ghar me bra nahi pehnti thi,kewal patli si white under shirt suit ke ander pehnti thi jisse uskichuchia hilti huyee dikhti rehti thi kapde dhotte waqat mai chori sr uske samne se chakkar lagane ke bahane uski chuchio ko dekh kar masat ho raha tha jab kapde dhone ke baad use vo nichodne lagi to pani ke saath uska suit gila ho gya jisse uski chuchi ka ubhar aur niple bade aram se mujhe dikh gaye behan ko b thodi sharam ayee to vo apne kapde change karne store me chali gayee.mai bhi jhat se keyhole me se dekhne ke liye apne room me chala gya mera to bhag khul gya maine dekha ke behan ne apna shirt utara to light ki roshni me vo mujhe baut hi khoobsurat lagi, mera land pura tan gya ajeeb sa nasha sa chhane laga. Aur tab bra bhi gili hone ke karan behan ne ose b utar diya.

Gole gole chuchi dekh kar mai dang reh gya aur maine vahi pe hath se muth marni suru kar di.aaj mujhe apni behan saare jahan se sunder dikh rahi thi 10 mint baad mera discharge hua to samne saara gate pe chala gya,mera viraj itna gada garam aur jayada tha ke poora rumaal gilla ho gya saaf karte huye. Mera poora shareer dukhne laga. Kuchh der baad mujhe guility feel hone lagee par baad me dowara jab apni behan ko dekha to phir mujh par kamvasna chhane lagi uske baad to mai use poora nanga dekhna chahta tha so bahane dundne laga. Aage ki story mai phir kabhi poori karunga kyon ki meri bibi aa rahi hai. Yeh meri real story hai jo mai kisi ke saath share nahi kar sakta lakin is site ke jariye se apne dil ki khushi ko sab ke samne jahir jaroor karunga, aap padte rehna. Thanks. [email protected].

Hi, this is Anish and wife’s name is Sona. Though not very beautiful, she has an attractive face with a 34C-28-36 figure and I usually notice men looking hungrily at her. For quite some time I suspected that Sham, male Muslim friend of mine and Sona were having regular intercourse but were being very discrete about it. The closest I came to witnessing one was during one of my lunch breaks when I came home to find his car parked in front of house. But this time I did not have the key to the house and so could not get in. The only way I could see was through the partially open drawing room window that admits an incomplete view of the connecting bedroom. And even then I could only barely make out two bodies grappling. So I finally decided to set them up. I made reservations for two of us at a resort about 150 kms away from our place for the weekend. Two days earlier the D-day I told Sona that I had to be away on tour from Friday to Monday, so she either give our reservations to our friend and his wife or cancel them. I however, went there on Friday and got myself another cabin. For a generous tip I could procure an extra key to their cabin suite from the attendant there. I called Sona on Friday night at around 10 p.m. to make sure they will be taking the bait. Sona answered the phone after a long time in her typical post coital rasping voice. It came as a surprise, it seemed that Sham hadn’t missed even this opportunity to invade her pussy. She immediately replied in normal voice when she realized it was I. She told me she had cancelled the reservations, which I knew better. Next day they did show up around 1 p.m. in the afternoon at the cabin and shut the door after half an hour.

I went up 15 minutes later, checking they were not in the first room of the two-room suite through the glass windows, I entered using my key. He was sitting on the bed massaging his proud member. She was standing on the bed beside him, shamelessly coming off her panties. She walked straight to him so that his face was leveled with her loins. He immediately grabbed her hips and started sucking her down there. I was appalled at how sluttish Sona had become in the last 3 months. After sometime he pulled her down, kissing her deeply, began squeezing her shapely 34C breasts. He then tried to get her to suck him. Sona did suck at his large balls one at a time but would not touch his penis. No wonder, though he has a burly member to be fit in any X-rated film, it is extremely ugly. With its extra wide purplish knob and foreskin stretched halfway down his long shaft, it looks extremely repulsive (at least to me). He did try pleading with her, but Sona would not. He seemed offended; he forcefully pinned her down on bed and mounted her. Pulling apart her slightly plump thighs on either side of his knees, he advanced his hefty set of penis and testicles to nudge her vaginal crack. Sensing his rather violent mood, Sona instinctively tried shielding her naked body by closing her thighs. He forestalled her attempt by grabbing her large thighs and forcing them apart even further. Holding her spread, he tried forcing his way in her.

He kept on denting her being but could not get in, probably she was a little dry due to her nervousness. He understood her tension and stopped fooling around. Applying Vaseline on his middle finger he buttered-up her intimate spot with it. Sona immediately responded under his probing attention and wetted his finger. He continued tickling Sona’s cunt with his middle finger for a couple of minutes, and by now Sona was fluently churning out her juices. Not satisfied with this, he applied his mouth to her loins and began jabbing her delicate genitals with his pointed out tongue. His head was bobbing up and down in between her spread thighs; Sona tastes a bit salty down there. Her eyes were shut and she was pulling at his curly hair. From my vantage position I could see his fleshy limp penis harden into a huge tool pointing straight down, ready for assault. Without warning, he suddenly came up her body and thrust his tool up her love tube. Though baffled at first, Sona immediately adapted by wrapping her thighs around his hairy buttocks.

I could see his raw masculinity easily disappear in her dripping tender depths. He pinned down her arms on the bed over her head and rapidly conducted his urgent business. They continued in exactly the same position for next 10-15 minutes, with Sona’s ample breasts bouncing in all directions with his powerful thrusts, she alternately shutting her eyes and opening them to witness his cock plundering her cunt between their heaving bodies amid the sickening sloshing sounds. A lot of moisture trailed down on her upturned buttocks during their mating. Till in the end he left her arms, put his arms below her arm-pits, lifting her to squash her breasts against his hairy chest, and he pounded her for his finishing strokes. I could see his balls curl up slightly as he planted his penis firmly in her body and seemed to discharge seed along with loud grunts. Sona, as usual, gargled out her long, deep moan. He remained sunk in her after their union, (by now sticky fluid was oozing out of their locked genitals) for about 10 minutes and his buttocks had again slowly started rising and falling when I left. That event has changed my life and later we had group sex together [email protected].

Hai to every ISS readers. I would like to say relation that had happened with my tailoring aunt in my 19th age.(readers I don’t know English well but I have managed). Ok about my sexy aunty she is 32 years old she has one boy, her husband is an small business(he is 43years old man), she has big boobs I don’t know to say size, I have masturbate many times thinking about her boobs. One day when I tried to get out from government bus while running. After get out I say that my pant front part of jip is fully tired. And my I felt ashamed on seeing this. I want to go some more walk to my house. But I cant walk in this situation. Within ten steps my tailor aunt house is having. So decide to go there and ranged the bell.

I heard the aunty sound that is that. I told its Reji. She replied she is on bath come and sit inside. Her house has only two rooms one bed room & one kitchen with attach bathroom. After her bath she come out from bathroom and goes to her bedroom after passing me. I was hearing the song sound from bath room. Bathroom door opened I saw a kutti shakella from their she was with her blouse & petticoat (pavada). I never saw before she in such dress. And by seeing my pant she laughed & asked what happened. I explained him all. She told that she want go for marriage reception so no time now. I told I cant go home. So she takes me to his bed room and gives one uncles pant. She take one saree for her and closed bero. She asks to change the pant. I ask her to turn, but she replied I have seen &take you from your birth stage so don’t feel shy. I remove my pant she saw my rod was trying to come out my underwear. I wear uncles pant she was wearing her saree. My half eye on my aunties boobs. Uncle’s pant not matched to me. So she takes time & sit on machine to stitch my pant. I was with my underwear. I saw her eyes were watching my rod.

We chatted until she stitches my pant. Now she ask me to put the pant I feel very tight while wearing my pant. I cant able to jip my pant. She told she will see. She come to near of me started seeing my pant while I wearing half. She smelled my underwear and asks what soap you using. I keep quit she touched my rod and said sorry Reji I cant wait. I have get fucked before 6 months. So shall you give a chance but I told I don’t how to fuck. She takes my rod & suck I play with her boobs. I cant handle the boobs with two hand so big. She ask me to put her rod on his private area I also do what ever she say finally a cum come out she take that also. And gave me 100 rupee and told you want come when ever I need. I left from their with happy pls rank this story.

Shweta was one among those several parents who had queued up before the correspondent’s room. The final results for admissions to +2 have been just put up on the notice board and her worst fears have come true. She couldn’t find the name of Rakesh, her only son’s name anywhere. Rakesh had been studying in the same school from childhood and his lackluster showing in the 10th standard meant that he might not be allowed to continue in the prestigious school.

Shweta knew that she had an uphill task ahead. Rakesh had ignored her numerous cautions all through, paying very little attention to his studies. She heaved a helpless sigh realizing that her son’s omission from the final list could well be the final nail on the coffin. Although she was enraged at her son’s irresponsible behavior, she began worrying about his future.

“Mrs.Shweta Nair!” called the attendant.

Shweta hurried inside the correspondent’s room. Her eyes were moist as she took the seat watching Professor Aravind, the correspondent on the other side of the table.

“Rakesh Nair,” The correspondent flipped through the papers and pulled out the mark sheet from a bunch of papers. Shweta’s heart was pounding very fast as she kept looking at him.

“I am really sorry to say this,” Professor Aravind shrugged his shoulders. “How do you expect me to admit a student who isn’t clever enough to score cent per cent in mathematics? Look at his aggregate! It is not even seventy five percent. I can’t do injustice to other deserving students by admitting your son.”

“Please Sir,” Shweta began folding her hands together. “His future is at stake. He is our only son.”

Professor Aravind looked up and immediately lowered his head again.

“Where is your husband?” He asked as he rushed through the mark sheets again.

“He is working in Sharjah,” Shweta’s voice was beginning to break. “He is toiling there to bring up our only son.”

“I understand,” Professor Aravind nodded his head sympathetically. “But, I am helpless. I do have a veto in admissions but I am afraid your son is not a deserving case.”

“Please don’t say so,” Shweta was in tears. “We have a lot of dreams about him. If you decline, his studies for all practical purposes might come to an end. He will be devastated. I am willing to do anything to get him admitted here.”

Professor Aravind looked up again and smiled.

“Now, what do you exactly mean by that?” He asked with a cruel smile on his face. “I hope you do know that we never collect capitation fee or donations from students. We don’t entertain high-level recommendations either. Is there anything else you can do?”

“I am afraid not,” Shweta bowed her head in disappointment. “I said so because I am very anxious.”

“I do understand Mrs.Nair,” Professor Aravind smiled again. “I think you still have a chance.”

“Thank God,” Shweta exclaimed. “Please tell me Sir.”

“Will you please come and sit here?” Professor Aravind gave a gentle thud on the table.

“Sir?” Shweta looked shell-shocked.

“Don’t waste your time,” Professor Aravind smiled again. “You know there are lot more parents waiting outside. If you don’t want to be left behind, better do what I say.”

It took a few seconds for Shweta to realize that Professor Aravind was serious. She knew that she didn’t have many options as she was running out of time. Above all, Rakesh’s future was at stake and she had to do anything to secure his future.

“But…this is school,” She whimpered.

“Don’t worry Mrs.Nair,” Professor Aravind whispered. “Nobody dares to come before I press the call button.”

Shweta stood up like a robot and walked towards his left. She hesitantly sat on the edge of the table and looked at Professor Aravind somewhat puzzled.

“What is your bra size, Mrs.Nair?” Professor Aravind asked as his hands fell on her thighs.

Shweta felt a shiver as she felt a man touching her after quite a while.

“36 D” She answered without revealing any emotions.

“I thought so,” Professor Aravind said. His right hand quickly held the edge of her saree and began sliding it gently. His eyes gazed the spot where her nipples were thrusting against the blouse.

“O.K, Mrs.Nair,” Professor Aravind said with a smile. “You may go now.”

“What?” Shweta sounded puzzled. “What about the admission?”

“I will take your address from the application,” Professor Aravind said. “I will be there at 2 pm.”

“Today?” Shweta was almost dumbfounded.

“Yes, today,” Professor Aravind asserted. “If you make me happy, I will see your son through.”

“Is that a deal?” Shweta persisted.

“Indeed it is,” Professor Aravind said and showed her the door.

Shweta was perspiring as she got out of the correspondent’s chambers. She felt like walking in the air as she repeatedly thought about what she was about to do for the sake of her son. She began reconciling herself to the fact that she didn’t have any way out of the desperate situation.

“Hi mom,” Rakesh rushed towards Shweta as she entered the compound. “What happened?”

“Rakesh, how can you be so irresponsible?” Shweta screamed at him. “I have been running from one school to another for your admission. Aren’t you ashamed, playing cricket all the time?”

“Take it easy, mom,” Rakesh said with his usual recklessness. “Don’t shout on the street.”

Shweta watched her son turn his back and resume playing cricket with his friends. She fumed with anger and desperation. She realized that her son should get serious about his studies, career and his future. Suddenly, she decided to teach her son a fitting lesson, the one he would never forget for the rest of his life.

Shweta kept keeping an eye on the wall clock till it was 1:45 PM. She went to the balcony and called out Rakesh who was happily playing cricket. Luckily, Rakesh came up immediately which was quite unusual.

“Oh mom,” Rakesh murmured. “What is the matter?”

“You better be at home,” Shweta told him. “Professor Aravind is expected any moment.”

“Professor Aravind?” Rakesh couldn’t believe what he just heard. “What for?”

“He wanted to talk to us. Anyway, you don’t want to leave the school I suppose. Do you?” She queried looking deep into his eyes.

“Of course not,” Rakesh replied and rushed to his room.

Professor Aravind reached at the stroke of two. He was now dressed in a colorful T-shirt and jeans. He rushed inside the sitting room the moment Shweta opened the doors. He waited for her to close the door and latch it from inside. He was about to pounce on her that Shweta cautioned him.

“Wait a minute,” Shweta whispered. “Rakesh is at home.”

Professor Aravind immediately got nervous.

“Why?” He fumed. “Are you trying to play games with me?”

“Certainly not,” Shweta assured. “We need to play a game with Rakesh. He needs to know what is life and how difficult it is to get educated.”

The next few minutes Shweta briefly deliberated her plan with Professor Aravind. Once they were through, Shweta called Rakesh who was upstairs.

Shweta felt a bit odd as her son came down the stairs unaware of what was in store for him. He greeted Professor Aravind with unusual politeness and stood with folded hands.

“Rakesh, your mother wants me to admit you in the school,” Professor Aravind said with a smile. “But, you know pretty well that you don’t deserve this.”

“No,” Shweta interrupted Professor Aravind. “I can assure you. He will behave responsibly from now onwards.”

Rakesh began watching his mother plead with his correspondent who vehemently kept refusing all the time. His eyes glistened in tears as he watched his mother fall at Professor Aravind’s feet. He began to feel the prick of guilt about his utter recklessness in his studies. He felt humiliated to see his mother’s repeated pleas being ignored by Professor Aravind. However, he didn’t speak anything as he realized that his mother was fighting for his own future. As minutes ticked past, streams of tears began flowing through his cheeks.

“If you are so particular about this, you need to do something more than simply pleading with me,” Professor Aravind finally struck the nail on its head.

“I will do anything for the sake of my son’s education,” Shweta said in a hurry.

“You are such a gorgeous woman Mrs.Nair,” Professor Aravind stood up and pulled Shweta closer to him. “Why don’t you please me on the bed? I am a widower and starving for quite sometime now.”

“Bastard!” Rakesh couldn’t stand anymore as he pounced on his correspondent.

“Behave yourself Rakesh,” Shweta began pushing her son from Professor Aravind. “I am ready to do anything for you.”

“No!” Rakesh screamed. “Please don’t do it. Please.”

“If she doesn’t, that is the end of your studies,” Professor Aravind roared. “You have to spend the rest of your life begging.”

“For God’s sake please don’t say that,” Shweta pleaded again. “He is a little boy. Don’t take him seriously. Take me Sir. I am willing to do anything you want.”

“That is better,” Professor Aravind said with a smile. “Now, show me your bedroom.”

“I will kill you,” Rakesh jumped at Professor Aravind yet again.

Professor Aravind was quick and strong enough to overpower the little boy. Holding Rakesh by his throat, he began pulling Shweta’s sari in a rage. Within seconds, Shweta stood in just the blouse and petticoat. Professor Aravind pushed Rakesh onto a nearby chair and tied him up with Shweta’s sari. Before Rakesh could scream, a handkerchief was thrust inside his mouth.

“I thought of enjoying your mother in the bedroom,” Professor Aravind said laughingly. ‘But, now I am going to fuck her right in front of you.”

“No!” Shweta screamed.

Shweta looked frozen in fear seeing the determination in Professor Aravind’s eyes.

“Sir,” Shweta began pleading all over again. “This wasn’t a part of our plan. I can’t do this in front of my own son. Please!”

“Fuck it,” Professor Aravind said laughingly. “This has been one of my fantasies. I have dreamt of fucking some attractive woman like you in front of her husband or son. I can’t let this chance go now.”

A shocked Shweta began shaking her head in dismay before she went on her knees.

“Don’t waste time Mrs.Nair,” Professor Aravind roared. “Get on with it. Take off your clothes.”

Shweta turned around and watched Rakesh struggling to get free from the chair. His eyes were almost bulging desperately. She slowly began undoing her blouse hooks and bra. She stood motionless for a moment before Professor Aravind urged her to get rid of her petticoat as well. Finally she stood naked fearing what would follow next.

“Wow,” Professor Aravind admired. “Your husband is really unlucky. He must be missing those wonderful tits.”

“Oh Sir,” Shweta whimpered. “This is so disgusting.”

“I don’t think so,” Professor Aravind laughed again. “Let us give your son a free show.”

Shweta’s head lowered as she watched him take off his clothes. Her body quivered realizing that she was standing nude with another nude man in front of her own son.

“Now,” Professor Aravind ordered. “Suck my dick.”

Tears began flowing through her cheeks as Shweta began following his instructions. She began rather unwillingly sucking his dick wishing that he would get excited and climax soon. She wasn’t willing for things getting worse than that. Professor Aravind began gyrating his hips against her mouth sending the whole of his long dick into her throat. Shweta couldn’t resist a gentle groan as her tongue began lashing at his huge head.

“That’s wonderful,” Professor Aravind smirked.

Shweta went about sucking his dick even faster, holding and rubbing his balls in the process. She somehow managed to excite him as he soon exploded into her throat. She strived hard gulping the loads of cum that splashed inside her mouth.

“Keep licking until I am upright again,” Professor Aravind ordered.

Rakesh decided to close his eyes as he couldn’t watch his mother licking and arousing Professor Aravind’s dick all over again.

“I have heard Malabar women are experts in pealing coconuts,” Professor Aravind said. “Now, show me how good are you in riding on the dick.”

Professor Aravind spat on the sofa with his legs spread wide apart. As she mounted on his dick, he grabbed her breasts and began squeezing them. He pinched and tweaked her nipples making her scream.

“Scream aloud,” Professor Aravind screamed.

Professor Aravind was ripping into her breasts, slapping and kneading them.

The continuous slapping sound of their flesh made Rakesh open his eyes. There was still that element of shame and disgust in his eyes but he couldn’t conceal the gentle curiosity that was creeping inside. He watched his mother jumping on his correspondent’s dick like mad letting her hair sway in the air. She was groaning aloud as Professor Aravind’s eight inch meat was pounding her pussy like a power drill. He repeatedly slammed her ass cheeks while she slowed down a bit urging her to get faster and harder in her jumps. He leaned towards her breasts and began suckling her nipples with lust and passion. His hands kept mauling her flesh all the time.

Shweta, much to the surprise of Rakesh never looked like resisting him. While Professor Anand kept lifting and flipping in several positions, she never said ‘No’ even once. Rakesh watched mutely as his correspondent began fucking Shweta in doggy style after a prolonged riding session. Sure enough, it never looked like sex with mutual consent although Shweta never showed any signs of reluctance all through.

Professor Aravind kept changing her positions every now and then. His hands and fingers kept teasing her. Rakesh felt a chill as he watched his correspondent probing Shweta’s pussy by inserting two fingers together. He watched his mother getting finger fucked to a tremendous orgasm. His eyes began swelling as Professor Aravind made Shweta stretch on the floor with her legs lifted in the air giving him the access to eat her pussy with utter delight. The helpless son kept watching his mother climaxing to successive orgasms and moaning in sexual agony.

It was the worst humiliation Rakesh had ever experienced so far. His heads bowed in shame regretting for his indifference to studies that has led to such a helpless situation. He sat helplessly watching his mother being ravaged by his horny correspondent. He began hoping that the ordeal should end soon.

And it did finally. Professor Aravind began pounding Shweta’s pussy with his huge meat making her cry in agony. The whole room was filled with their bodies slapping against each other. Professor Aravind was mercilessly manipulating her breasts and nipples making her scream in pain occasionally. He himself was groaning uncontrollably as it looked as though he was about to explode into Shweta’s waiting cunt.

Rakesh cursed himself as he watched both of them approaching their climaxes. He looked up and watched his mother pulling Professor Aravind on her body and kissing him on his lips with passion. They kept heaving heavily for a while for a few minutes before they eventually got up and began dressing themselves.

“What an experience!” Professor Aravind hugged Shweta just before he was about to move out.

“I have to sympathetically consider your son’s admission now. Don’t worry about his quarterly fees. After all, I have found out a way to help you in every way possible.”

Rakesh could hear Professor Aravind’s pulsar roaring out of the compound. Shweta walked towards her son and undid the sari that was holding him to the chair.

“Rakesh,” Shweta said regretfully. “I hope you realize how difficult it is educating children.”

Rakesh looked up at his mother. His eyes were full of tears and gratitude.

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