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Hi everyone, hope you all are doing well. I am back with another sexual encounter of my sexy Mom, Sujatha. My Mom, Sujatha, is 45 years old and has a sexy slutty figure of 34D-32-36. She is a sex bomb who can raise the dick of men with her sexy walk.

In the previous part, you read how I made my mom ready for the first night by taking care of her dressing. Continue to read what happened in the room and how my mom’s first night with Uncle went.

Mom went in and is now standing in front of Uncle. Mom fell on her Uncle’s feet to take his blessings. Uncle got surprised and said, “Hey, what happened, dear? Get up, don’t be so formal.”

Mom said, “Mmmm,” and got up. She was looking into Uncle’s eyes and said, “I’m totally shy and nervous, my dress is also not cooperating”.

Uncle held Mom’s shoulders. The room has dull lighting, just perfect for the first night. Uncle said to my mom, “Come closer, darling”. He pulled Mom closer and lifted her chin. He kissed Mom’s lips slowly. Mom can feel the liquor smell and the smoke smell, which she loves the most.

He smooched Mom’s lips and pushed his tongue into Mom’s mouth.

He started playing with her tongue now. mwuahahaaaaaaaaa those were the sounds coming from my mom’s mouth as they passionately kissed for more than 5 mins. Then they pulled out, and Uncle went a few steps back and started looking at Mom from top to bottom.

He then said, “I have been longing for this day for so long”. My mom said “hmm”, her body is shining in the dim light, most of her body is not covered. Uncle came to Mom, and turning around, he saw her fully. He then said, “I can see your dusky ass through the saree”.

He ran his hands over it and gripped her ass cheek with his hand. “Shhhhhhhhhhh”, Mom moaned. Uncle sniffed moms underarms from behind and squeezed her ass cheek harder. He bit her ear and said “I love it when you moan sujji the sound that comes from your mouth is so arousing”.

“ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh” mom moaned and said “you are making me so hot….I never imagined having a first night with you, no woman will get a chance like this”. Uncle smiled and said “yes babe you know I have many techniques to make any woman my slut”.

Saying those words he raised moms saree and touched her naked ass now. Its shining and so smooth. He roamed his hand all over it and slapped a few times. aaaaaaahhhhhh ssssssshhhhhh mom moaned every time he slapped her ass. Uncle went back to the bed and took his phone out and played some music.

He said to mom “come on babe show me some of your moves”. Mom replied “hmmm” and she moved her ass and shaked her hip. All her assets are moving. While Uncle kept sipping drinks and smoking, watching her move to the beat. He could see moms boobs jiggling and he began to rub his dick.

Its already popped up to 90 degrees . Mom started to look at it hornily. Uncle signaled my mom to come to him. Mom went to him slowly. Uncle caught mom and said “come on sujji sit on my lap and do some lap dance babe”. “hmmm” mom said and sat on his lap facing him.

But he asked mom to sit opposite to him so her back is facing him. He lifted moms saree so she could sit on his lap naked. While his dick is between her ass cheeks. He started rubbing his face on her back and looked at the only hook that was for her blouse.

sssssssss ahhhhhhhh mom moaned feeling his hot burning dick between her ass cheeks. He held her waist and ran his hand all over it. hmmmmmm aaaaaaaaa mom moaned again as his hand played with her waist. His finger circled around her navel and pushed his finger into it tickling her.

He bit her shoulder while fingering her navel. My mom was still moving her ass in circular motion on his dick. mmm mmmm mmmmm mmmmm ahhhhhhhhhh my mom kept moaning. Uncle was smelling her armpit and the jasmine in her hair. He smelled her hair first and then moved his fingers from her navel upwards.

They went through her cleavage and then he pulled her lips with his fingers. He put his finger into her mouth and she sucked his finger. He then lifted both her hands up and touched her underarms feeling the smoothness of them first. mwuahaaaaaaaaaa mom moaned as his hands played with her smooth underarms.

He then bent a little and sniffed her left underarm. “ohhhhhhh my goddddddddddd” my mom moaned. Then he sniffed the right one and said “you smell so good sujji, see how your smell is making my dick burn. Let me see them babe turn around”.

Mom started to turn around and when she got up and lifted her saree herself. He saw her red thong between her pussy lips and it’s already soaking wet. He held that thong and pulled her into his lap. Sitting on his lap mom moaned “sssssss my godddddddddd”.

He moved the thong aside and placed his dick between her pussy lips and made her sit. She can feel his dick between her pussy lips now. “ohhhhhhhhhhh my godddddd” mom moaned again, feeling his dick between her pussy lips. He then lifted her hands up and looked at her brown dusky armpits.

He smelled them from the front again. Mom went crazy and started to moan “ohhhhhh plsssssss noooooooooo I’m flying in heaven the aroma in the room, your smoke and drinks smell..fuckkkk”. He then kisses her underarms and begins to lick them.

Mom was shivering as he licked them and he was loving as her waist was pushing over his dick. He removed her pallu to see her ample cleavage. He saw sweat drops all over it. “hmmm ahhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhh” mom kept on moaning and according to her heart beat raising and falling, her boobs bounced up and down.

He licked those sweat drops first and then unhooked the blouse. “sssssss ahhhhhhhhhhh” mom moaned as her boobs got free from the cage. He pulled the strings from the shoulder making the blouse fall between them. Seeing her nipples which are hard and shining like grapes.

He licked his lips, while mom can feel his cock growing bigger inside her pussy walls. She moaned “shhhhhhh ohhhhhh godddddddd im shiveringgg nooooooo”. But Uncle caught her nipples with his fingers and pulled them. “ssssssssssssss slowwwwwwwwwww plsssssss” mom moaned.

He pulled them and put them in his mouth. Watching all this I kept stroking my dick pulling it out from my shorts. Uncle licked moms nipples while holding them with his teeth and took them into his mouth. He started sucking them one after the other. Biting them leaving his teeth mark all over her cleavage.

“sssssssssss ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh nooooooo” mom was screaming in pain and pleasure. I was worried about what happened to my mom but Uncle looked at me and smiled. He then held her hands over her head and made her fall back a little. He sucked moms boobs like hell.

He played with her navel, licking it and poking with his tongue. mmmmmmmmmm aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh sssssssssssss ahhhhhhhhh mom kept on moaning. Uncle bit her underarms too and licked them again and again till he was satisfied. He then all of the sudden lifted her up and made her stand.

He pulled the saree off and pulled the blouse too and tore the thong. He pushed mom on bed and she fell with her stomach on bed. He held his dick and brought it between her ass. ahhhhhhhhhhhhh mom was moaning when he tore her thong.

Understanding what he is about to do she moaned “please lick me first please”. Saying those words she spread her thighs and said “plssssssss im not yet ready plsssss make me a little more wet plssssssss I can’t take it if not plsssssssssss”. But Uncle slapped her ass hard and pulled her hair from behind.

He said “I never licked a woman in my life, I will not lick yours too”. He then looked at me who was stroking watching my mom and uncles first night. He said to my mom “Hang on”. He then signaled me to come inside. I pushed my dick back into my shorts and went in.

I went in and saw my mom lying on the bed with her legs spread showing her wet pussy and dark ass hole to me. Uncle noticed me licking my lips watching my mom in that position. He said to me “hey this slut wants some licking before fucking since she is wife today I cannot disappoint her so why dont you use this chance to taste your moms pussy”.

I smiled and was ready instantly. I went near my mom and knelt between her legs. I spread my moms ass cheeks wide with my hands and sniffed her ass hole and pussy. My mom moaned “aaaaaaaaaaa”. Uncle was watching all of this standing and stroking his dick.

I started licking from the bottom of my moms pussy till her ass hole in a single lick. Uncle saw my moms ass cheeks shivering as my tongue touched your ass hole. He sat near her ass on bed and started slapping them every time they shivered.

As my tongue is now deep into my moms pussy her body is shivering as I fucked her pussy with his tongue. Uncle pulled moms hand back and handed over his dick to stroke. Mom was moaning “ahhhhhhhhhhha haaaaaa ahhhhhhhhh ssssssssssssshhhhhhhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh”.

While Uncle slapped both her ass cheeks one after the other. I stopped licking and looking at my Uncle. I asked “Uncle can I use the chocolate syrup please”. He asked me “for what?”. I said “to pour it on moms pussy and lick”. Uncle had never done something like that so he said “ok”.

He saw me opening the bottle and pouring the chocolate syrup on my moms ass hole. Which of course was flowing down to her pussy. Then I started to lick her pussy back to the ass hole. Uncle kept watching how was biting the bed and stroking his dick harder every time I poured some more and licked her pussy like crazy.

Suddenly Uncle got an idea and took the bottle from my hand. He poured the syrup on moms both ass cheeks and rubbed it all over them. He then started to lick it from the ass cheeks. Moms moans filled the whole room. Even it tasted good for Uncle licking moms ass with chocolate syrup.

He poured it all over her back and licked it all. He then asked me to stop and turned her around. With two men licking her, my mom already came twice. Uncle then asked me to get out and he poured the syrup on moms navel and boobs.He licked them fully and then sat on her boobs.

He asked mom to open her mouth. Placing his dick on her lips, he poured the syrup on his dick. So it flows down into my moms mouth. Once it reached her mouth, he slowly pushed his dick along with the syrup into her mouth. Mom began to suck his dick with the syrup filled mouth.

Uncle loved it and once she was done licking all the syrup from the dick. He lied down and poured the syrup on his balls and asked mom to lick them too. My mom was so horny again and she did it immediately. Uncle loved the slutty look on moms face when she licked his balls.

He pushed mom down on bed and placed her legs on his shoulders. He pushed his dick in one stroke into moms dripping pussy and began fucking mom. He squeezed moms boobs hard while fucking her pussy. He licked her boobs in between and he can still taste the yummy chocolate all over them.

Mom was loving that hard fucking and lifting her ass up to match strokes. Uncle then placed her legs on bed and spread them wide. Holding them wide, he started fucking with hard long strokes. Moms boobs were bouncing as Uncle was fucking harder. Mom couldnt hold any longer and squirted again.

Those juices jumped off her pussy as my Uncle’s dick went in. Weird sounds came out of moms pussy as he kept fucking while mom kept on leaking. Uncle got angry as mom came before him and he pulled out his dick from moms pussy. He went to her face and held her by her throat.

He pushed her so her head fell from the bed. He then pushed his dick into moms mouth and began to fuck her throat. I could see and hear mom gagging and coughing on his dick. But he started to slap moms face and fucked her throat. He also slapped her pussy a few times in between.

Now the room got filled by the slapping sounds while Uncle didn’t show any mercy in fucking moms throat. I ran inside to see what was happening. I could see moms face boobs and pussy got red. While her saliva was drooling from either side of her face.

Uncle caught moms throat hard and choked her he grunted loud. He came in my moms mouth and got up from her and fell on bed. Once Uncle got up from mom my mom fell on the floor and started to cough spitting his cum on the floor. I sat beside mom and caught her till she was alright.

Once she was back to normal she looked at me and smiled. I was in shock not knowing why she was smiling. All of the sudden she pulled me towards her and locked my lips with hers. I could taste Uncle’s cum in her mouth but my mom began to kiss me wildly. I followed her wildness and kissed her wilder.

Uncle was watching us smiling. Once we were done kissing mom got up and sat on bed. Lying over the bed she caught Uncle’s dick and kissed its tip. She said to Uncle “This is the best first night anyone can have in their life”. We looked at the time and it was 2 am.

Uncle tapped moms lips with his semi hard dick and said “we still have many things to do, our first night is not yet done”. My mom smiled and replied “for sure dear husband, but let’s get some energy”. My mom walked naked to the kitchen followed by me. She brought some food for the three of us while Uncle started to drink from his glass.

Hope you loved the adventure and the first night is not yet done. You can mail her at and you can write to me on “[email protected]. Bye.

Hi guys, mera naam Maxxlover hain aur yeh meri pehli sex story hain. Toh kuch bhul chuk ho toh maaf kardo.

Baat kuch 12 saal pehle ki hain jab main 1st year college mein tha. Toh main 6 mahine mein ek baar ghar aata tha. Toh jab main ghar aata tha, toh apne relatives se milne jaata tha kyunki humari extended family – cousins, chachas, chachis – sab aas-paas hi rehte the.

So ek din main apni chori chachi se milne gaya. Toh humare baatey shuru hogayi. Aur bohat der baat karne ke baad, meri chachi ne mujhe pucha, “Tu toh itna smart hain… koi girlfriend banayi ki nahi?”

Main sharma gaya aur koi jawab nahi diya.

Unhone wapas pucha toh maine masti mein keh diya, “Aap jaisi koi milli nahi.”

Oh, sorry guys… main apni chachi ke baare mein batana bhul gaya. Wo 5’7″ ki thodi healthy lady hain, figure 36-38-42 ke aas-paas hain. Unki boobs itne bade nahi hain, unke shareer ke hisaab se, lekin unki ass mast hain. Ek dum gori chitti! Aur haan, wo poori dudh jaisi gori hain.

Ek dum hot aur sexy lagti hain woh, lekin maine kabhi unke baare mein kuch galat nahi socha uss din tak.

Toh maine jaise hi yeh bola, wo thoda alag sa look dene lagi aur mujhe ghurne lagi aur kaha, “Kya main itni sundar hu?”

Toh maine ‘haan’ kaha aur kaha, “Aap bohat hot ho.”

Pata nahi mujhe kya hua, maine seedha unhe uthake bedroom pe le jaane laga aur wo ‘nahi nahi’ karne lagi. Jaise hi bedroom pahunch gaye, maine unhe kiss karne ka try kiya. Unhone ‘nahi nahi’ kaha toh mujhe achanakse bura laga aur main unhe chodke seedha apne ghar chala gaya.

Meri fati padi thi, kahi chachi ne chacha ko boldiya ya mere ghar pe boldiya toh main toh gaya, kyunki wo yeh sab chahti nahi thi… aisa mujhe laga.

Do din koi baat nahi humari; meri fati padi thi. Achanakse unka call aaya aur meri fati padi thi. Dar dar ke unka call uthaya. Toh unhone kaha, “Abhi mere ghar aa.”

Maine pucha, “Kyu?”

Toh unhone bola, “Aata hain ki batau kya harkate ki tune mere saath kiya??”

Meri fatke chaar thi… main jaise taise dar dar ke unke ghar scooty leke chala gaya.

Jaise hi unke ghar pahunch gaya, wo bohat gusse mein dikh rahi thi.

Chachi: “Parso tune yeh mere saath kya karne ka try kiya?”

Me: “Sorry chachi… aap mujhe bohat pasand the… iss liye main final gaya. Maaf kardo.”

Main unke pair padne laga, maafi mangne laga.

Chachi mujhe bas dekhe jaa rahi thi… kuch nahi bol rahi thi.

Pata nahi mujhe kya hua, main seedha utha aur unhe baaho mein leke chumne laga. Aur maine soch gaya, unhone bhi mujhe chumna shuru kiya without any hesitation. Tab mujhe pata chala chachi ne plan karke mujhe bulaya tha kyunki wo zyada der akela rahegi.

Yeh meri zindagi ka pehla kiss tha aur pehla romantic encounter – wo bhi itni sexy aur sundar MILF ke saath. Haaye meri kismat!

Meri chachi bohat acchi kisser thi. Maine socha nahi tha gaun main badi hui aurat itni acchi kisser ho sakti hain kyunki kaafi saal tak un jaise kiss mujhe kissi ne nahi kiya.

Fir hum kiss karte hue bedroom gaye aur waha unhone kaha, “I love you.”

Aur maine bhi unhe kaha, “I love you.”

Aur 15 min. tak humne pagalo jaise kiss kiya.

Fir maine unka top uthaya aur wo black bra mein thi. Doodh jaisi gori surat aur black bra jaise koi combination nahi – ek dum katilana, guys.

Maine unki bra atari aur unki boobs ko pyaar kiya 15 min. Aur fir unhone mujhe nanga kiya aur mera lund chusa, lekin mujhe bohat dard hua. Shayad yeh sirf unhone mere liye kiya, kyunki unhone shayad yeh kabhi nahi kiya.

Unko blowjob dena nahi aata tha; wo daat laga rahi thi toh maine mana kar diya aur unhe nanga kiya. Haaye! Doodh jaisi gori surat with sexy figure – ek dum nangi mere samne.

Maine socha, “Maza aagaya!”

Fir maine unki chut chatne ki try ki, lekin unhone karne nahi diya kyunki unhone clean nahi kiya tha aur unko nahi surity thi ki hum sex karenge.

Fir unhone kaha, “Tu mere saath sex kar… chut agli baar chaat lena. Mujhe charam sukh de, meri pyaas bujhake.”

Fir maine ek takiya unke gaand ke neeche set kiya, jo maine sex story mein padha tha, kyunki yeh meri first sex thi aur mujhe itna kuch nahi pata tha. Fir maine try kiya dhakka marne ka, wo hasne lagi.

Me: “Kya hua?”

Chachi: “First time hain, kya?”

Me: “Haan.”

Chachi: “Mujhe toh laga tu manjha hua khiladi hain.”

Me: “Chachi, aap meri first ho har cheez mein. Main aapko kabhi nahi bhulunga.”

Chachi: “Accha beta… dekhte hain tu mere paas rehta hain ya nahi…”

Me: “Kabhi nahi bhulunga aapko…”

Fir unhone mera lund unki chut pe set kiya aur maine ek hi baat mein andar dhaal diya. Unhe bohat dard hua aur unhone kaha, “Tera chacha se bada hain… toh thoda dheere se dhaal.”

Fir maine unhe 5 min. choda aur mere paani nikal gaya, kyunki yeh mera pehla time tha.

Chachi: “First time ke liye 5 min. badhiya hain. Tere chacha ka aaj bhi 5 min. mein ho jata hain.”

Fir maine aur chachi ne thodi der nange hue hug karke soye.

Lekin mera kaha mann bharne wala tha? Toh maine unhe kiss karke excited kiya aur unhone, “BJ du?” pucha.

Lekin time kam hone ki wajah se maine kaha, “Sex karte hain seedha… foreplay, next time,” kyunki unke bete ke aane mein 30 to 45 mins. bache the.

Fir wapis maine takiya set karke apna lund unke andar dhaala, missionary position mein, aur 20 min. chodke apna paani andar chod diya. Wo do baar jhad chuki thi kyunki pehli baar unhone itna lamba sex kiya tha aur wo bohat satisfied thi. Aur mujhe kal bhi aane ko kaha to satisfy her.

Aage ki kahani agle story mein.

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Humesha hazir aapke liye.

Itni saari jagah likhi hain kyunki main yaha visit karta rehta hu ya aapke liye specially bhi aa sakta hu.

Hi readers. I’m Ayaan, standing at almost 5’11, fair, with brown eyes, medium-long hair, and an eye-catching physique. I’m an athlete and regular at the gym. And I’m a pretty handsome guy, according to women. So, let’s get started.

The incident happened in my junior college when I was 19. It was the day of the football tournament. 16 teams from 16 schools were participating in the tournament. All who had different strategies, strengths and weaknesses. This tournament was like none other.

This time the tournament was being held at a school near us, about 10- 15 km away. We were accompanied by our coach, three teachers (two teaching and one non-teaching). It was as important as board exams for most schools in the tournament.

We played our first match with the ‘X’ team. The score was 0-2, where the ‘X’ team had scored 2 goals and we were at 0. Then it was halftime, and both teams went back to their respective dressing rooms.  It started raining heavily afterwards.

Inside the dressing room, outrage had broken down. A big quarrel started between the players, where each was blaming the other for the loss. Things were getting escalated, and if our coach didn’t stop it, it might have created havoc.

The coach began reprimanding us and told us it wasn’t due to one player’s error but a collective failure. Then an announcement was made. Due to the bad weather, the game will commence after the rain stops. Following his lengthy lecture, the coach left, and we all settled down.

After a few seconds, after the coach left, I stood up and started to go outside. That’s when one of my friends (let’s call him Ajay) asked me.

Ajay: Where are you going?

Me: I need to calm my mind after all this. I need some fresh air. I am going out.

Ajay: Ok, but where?

Me: Anywhere where I find peace, I guess.

I then got outside and went to the third floor of the building, which was under construction. But there was no one around (including workers), I guess it was due to the tournament. I stood on a balcony at the back, overlooking a small forest.

Breathing in the fresh air, I felt a sense of calmness, and that’s when.

Shwetha: Calming yourself, I see.

She knew me well. Shwetha is the heroine of this story, so basically, she was my sexy library teacher (the one non-teaching staff). She was 35 years old then, 5’6, with fair skin, gorgeous brown eyes and silky-smooth wavy hair. Her measurements were 37-28-39.

Me: Huh…just wanted a little peace.

Shwetha came and stood beside me.

Shwetha: Did you find it?

Me: A bit…kind of. I think.

Shwetha: You know you still look a little off.

Me: I know. I can’t shake off what happened back there. It keeps replaying in my mind.

Shwetha: It wasn’t your fault.

Me: (looking at her) It is, maybe not completely, but I had a role in it too.

Shwetha: It’s not over; we still have the second half.

Me: I know, but I don’t have the confidence anymore.

Shwetha: Hey, don’t say like that.

Shwetha: I am there for you. For anything. Ok.

Me: Yeah, I know

Shwetha: Then tell me how I can make you feel better

Me: I don’t know

There was a pause for a moment. She then suddenly turned, facing my side, came in close and planted a kiss on my cheek. I looked at her and she asked.

Shwetha: Did that change your mood?

Me: A bit

Shwetha: Only a bit?

Me: Yup, only a bit

After a brief moment, she gently grasped my jaw, turning it to face her, and then she kissed me softly on the lips. It lasted for a few seconds.

Shwetha: Did that change your mood?

Me: It did

I looked into her eyes and gently grabbed her by the waist, drawing her close until our bodies touched. She had worn a golden yellow saree paired with a silver blouse, accentuating her curves elegantly while remaining professional.

Me: But not in the way you thought.

She glanced down at my shorts, noticing a bulge.

Shwetha: Someone is hungry.

Me: (Smiling) What do you say?

Shwetha: Here, no way.

Me: There is a washroom here which is completed and it’s clean.

She was a bit hesitant at first, but I was able to convince her afterwards. We approached the washroom, checking the entrance to ensure it was empty. Once confirmed, I held the door open for Shwetha to enter first. I followed, giving one final glance to verify no one was around.

I stepped inside and locked the door behind us. The washroom was very wide and a bit dirty due to dust. The washbasins were on the left, the open urinals in the centre, and the enclosed toilets/bathrooms on the right. Typical washroom layout.

So, coming back to the story. After locking the door, the wait was over. There she was, standing all alone with no one to interrupt us. We both were smiling at each other as we knew what was going to happen next. I stepped closer, but she playfully backed away, beckoning me with a teasing finger.

Me: (smilingly) Hey…this is not fair.

Shwetha: Everything is fair in love and war.

Me: This is not the time to play games.

Shwetha: Maybe it is.

Me: Really. You really want to do this. We don’t have much time, and my boy is hungry.

Shwetha: The earlier you catch me, the more you get.

Hearing this, I looked down and smiled, and then suddenly I sprinted and got hold of her pallu.

Me: Gotcha.

She smiled at me in a teasing way, and I knew she had surrendered. I came close to her while holding the pallu. Her breaths are slow and steady now. I put my left hand on her face, locked our eyes on each other and started to kiss. Our lips pressed against each other, crushing them in the overwhelming heat.

After a little while, I pushed my tongue inside her mouth, our tongues dancing in a wet, juicy battle, blending in passionate exchanges of our saliva. I then pinned her against the wall and started smooching her again. After a few minutes of smooching,

I started kissing and licking her cheeks, jaw, neck and shoulder, which made her moan slightly. The heat beneath her skin rose each time I pressed my lips against her body. Her breaths are getting faster. I held her waist, rubbed and pressed it gently, eliciting soft sounds from her lips.

In a moment of spontaneity, she removed her watch and pearl necklace. I unpinned her pallu and turned her to face the wall, followed by unfastening her silver blouse. Before me lay her back, wide open, with only the delicate straps of her bra remaining. I then removed the top of my jersey.

I started making her back wet with my open-mouthed kisses and licks. I then unhooked her white bra, slowly pulling down the straps. I then took her bra and threw it in the washbasin. I wanted to go layer by layer (top to bottom), but we didn’t have time.

She turned around. I pulled away the remaining part of her saree that was stuck to her petticoat and put it aside. I untied the knot of her off-white petticoat underneath. She was wearing pale yellow pants that were already wet from all the excitement.

I slipped two fingers into her pussy from the side of her panties. She was moaning. I began to be more aggressive with my fingers for a few minutes. After a while, she said, “I am cumming,” as her love juices flowed out from every side of her panties.

But I continued to finger her pussy. Her love juice was overflowing, which got my hands all soaked up in her milky white cum. I took my fingers out of her pussy and put them in her mouth and made her taste her cum. I then told her to clean my hands.

She sucked every ounce of cum on my entire hand. Once that was done, I slid her panties off and tossed them aside. Now, she stood there completely naked, her smooth, shaven pussy eager to be driven. I turned her around to face the wall, both her hands on the wall.

I pulled my dick out of my shorts (that jumped out like a rocket). I slid just the top of my dick into her wet pussy. A very soft moan escaped her lips. I then pushed my dick inside her pussy. It wasn’t that tight like the old days, but it still felt quite good.

She moaned. I then thrust back and forth very quickly as I had limited time. Holding her by the waist, she started moaning very loudly. Her moans grew louder, gasps with the ‘thud thud thud’ sound of our bodies meeting, echoing in the room.

I placed my right hand on her breast, gently squeezing. Her moans became soft and calm. As someone who loves drawing out those sounds, I leaned close and murmured, “I’m going to take you hard.” Her lips curved into a surprised, teasing smile.

I drew her close by her shoulder, our bodies pressed tightly together, skin against skin. Still inside her, we stood entwined. She gripped my hair, moaning softly while I thrusted her slowly. I kissed and licked along her neck and shoulder, my hand still pressing her breast.

Me: This is going to hurt.

Shwetha: (low voice) Do whatever you want, just be quick.

I then grabbed both her boobs with my hands and pressed them roughly. Her hands tugged my hair with a teasing pull, urging me on. I thrust into her with more intensity, cupping her boobs (like a handle) to hold her closer with each thrust.

She was moaning lustily at the beginning of my initial surge. Followed by “ah, ah” with each powerful thrust. I fucked her like that until I reached climax. I dumped the cum into her pussy, and then I urged her to taste what remained on me.

She was an expert in sucking, her lush lips parting with tantalising grace as she enveloped me. Each pull sends waves of heavenly bliss through my spine. She followed, her tongue tracing with fervent hunger, licking the last traces of cum remaining.

Rain had stopped in the meantime, so it was time for the match to resume. That’s when I got a call from Rohit (one of my teammates)

Rohit: Hello, where are you?

Me: I’m here

Rohit: Where?

Me: Inside the school compound itself.

Rohit: Ok, where?

Me: Why did you call?

Rohit: We are going for lunch. Are you coming or what?

Me: Is it lunch break? What about the tournament?

Rohit: You didn’t hear right?

Me: Hear what?

Rohit: The announcement

Me: No.

Rohit: Ok, there was an announcement made that the match will resume after lunch because the ground is wet and muddy and needs time to dry.

Me: Oh, ok. When will the match start?

Rohit: They said the match will resume after 2 pm.

I looked at Shweta’s watch; it was 1:10 now.

Me: Mm

Rohit: Are you coming?

Me: Aah… No

Rohit: Ok, in case you changed your mind, come to the cafeteria. We will be there.

Me: Ok

Shwetha: Who was it?

Me: Rohit.

Shwetha: Did the match start?

I looked her in the eye, went near her and started kissing her.

Shwetha: (surprised)What happened?

Me: God has granted me my wish.

(Starts kissing again)

Shwetha: What wish?

Me: The wish to give me more time to love you?

Shwetha: What?

I then explained everything that Rohit told me. I started kissing her on her lips, cheeks and neck.

Shwetha: Aren’t you hungry?

Me: I’m. For you.

Shwetha:(blushing)

I then pressed her against the wall, her face facing me, and started kissing her hard. I couldn’t get enough. My hands found her thighs, and I lifted her right leg, pulling her close. I then put my dick inside her and started thrusting.

All the excitement had caused her pussy to become incredibly wet, making it effortless for me to slide in. Then, standing on my knees on the floor, I began to lick and suck her clitoris before dipping my tongue inside her pussy, exploring every inch with eager laps. I increased my pace every couple of seconds.

Shwetha: Aah, I can’t hold it anymore. I am cumming.

The whole load exploded on my face. She looked at me and started laughing.

Me: What?

Shwetha: (laughing) You look like you put too much face cream on your face.

Me: (laughing) I need to wash my face.

I then washed my face. I then grabbed her by the waist and started kissing her on the lips.

Shwetha: Wait. We need to go, it’s getting late.

It was already 1:40.

Me: Ok. But we can’t go like this.

Both of us were very sweaty from all the action.

Shwetha: What should we do then?

I had a very naughty little idea.

Me: We can use the jet spray in the toilet for cleaning ourselves. It will help us clean ourselves and help us get rid of the smell of the sweat for the time being. No one will even suspect anything.

Shwetha had her perfume in her bag, which was in the classroom on the ground floor.

Shwetha: Ok

Me: Let’s bathe together

Shwetha: No

Me: Come on, please

She was hesitant, but after a lot of pleading, she finally said ok.

Shwetha: Ok, but no fucking. Understood.

Me: (disappointed) Ok fine

We entered the bathroom and began washing each other with the jet spray. After a while, Shwetha turned so I could wash her back. Her ass was very close to me, and I started to get aroused.

My beast started to awaken. I brushed against her. She turned and met my gaze.

Shwetha: Not again.

Me: Sorry, I can’t help it. It’s the peak of my puberty.

Shwetha: That’s true. Can’t blame you for that.

She grabbed my dick and started stroking it gently.

Shwetha: Does it feel good

Me: Ah. Yes

Shwetha knelt before me, her lips wrapping around me, teasing and intensifying my arousal. Already hard, her warm, skilled mouth made me ache even more. We moved to the bathroom, where I sat on the toilet seat.

She straddled me, facing the door, guiding me inside her. Her hips began to rise and fall, smooth and effortless. The wet sound of her body against mine filled the small space.

I grabbed the jet spray, letting cool water stream over her skin, adding a slick thrill as we moved together. After a few minutes, she turned to face me, her rhythm unbroken.

Her breasts bounced with each motion, tempting me. I reached out, gripping them firmly, squeezing as her moans deepened. After a few minutes, Shwetha paused, her breath heavy. I leaned in, capturing her left breast with my mouth, sucking gently as her moans grew louder, soft and needy.

Lost in the heat of the moment, I cum inside her, my release spilling out, thick and sticky. We reached for the jet spray, the cool water washing over us, cleansing our bodies as the intimacy had ended. We both got dressed afterwards and got out of the bathroom.

I went to the ground while Shwetha went to the classroom for her perfume.

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Hello dosto main incest rahul harjir hu. Ek aur nayi kahani ke sath, ye kahani maa aur bete dono ke nazariye se likhi hai. To aapko jayada bor na karte hue sidhe kahani par chalte hai.

Hello dosto mera naam Ankush hai. Meri umar 19 saal hai. Main pilibhit ki rehne wali hu. Meri ye kahani meri mummy aur mere beech bane chudai ke rishte ki hai. Jiske liye mujhe bohut himmat karne padi. Mere ghar papa, mummy aur main hi hu.

Mere papa ek company mein store manager hai. Aur jis company mein woh kaam karte hai. Uski branch dusre sehar mein bhi hai. Jiski wajah se unhe harr hafte dusre sehar jaana padta hai. Aur isi wajah se woh aapne kaam mein busy rehte hai.

Mummy ki jubani – Mera naam Shobha hai. Meri umar 41 saal hai. Main dikhne mein aapni umar ki aurto jaise hu. Mera rang sawla hai. Aur umar ke sath sath mere upar thoda mutapa bhi aa gaya hai.

Jo is umar ki jayadatar aurto ke upar aa jata hai. Magar yahi bhara hua badan harr mard ko pasand hota hai. Aur to aur aaj kal harr jawan ladka bhi bhare badan wali aunty ko chodna chahta hai. Aur mera badan bhi pura bhara hua hai.

Mera figure 34D 38 42 hai. Figure sunke aap samajh hi gaye honge ki main kaise dikhti hogi. Main jayadatar saree pehanti hu. Aur ghar mein maxi pehen ke rehti hu. Log hamesha mujhe ghurte hai.

Logo ki nazar hamesha mere bade bade dudh aur meri uthi hui gaand par hoti hai. Aur unhe dekhne se ye saaf saaf pata chalta hai ki woh log mujhe chodna chahte hai. Magar mujhe unse koi farak nahi padta hai.

Main aapne pati ki liye puri tarah se wafadaar hu. Halaki main aaj bhi chudai ka bharpur maza lena chahti hu. Magar ab mere aur mere pati ke beech chudai naa ke brabar hoti hai. Kyuki ek to woh kaam mein busy rehte hai. Aur dusri taraf unko sugar ki bimari hai.

Jiski wajah se unka lund theek se khada nahi hota hai. Jiski wajah se hamari chudai bohut kam ho gayi hai. Ab mere pati 1 dedh mahine mein 1 bar chudai karte hai. Aur usmein bhi unhe goli khani padti hai.

Is sab ke bawjud maine aaj tak aapne pati ko dhoka nahi diya hai. Halaki mann mera bhi hota hai. Magar main khud ko rok leti hu. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki meri ander jal rahi hai. Is aag ko bohut jald mera beta bujhane wala tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – meri mummy ke bare mein jaankar aap sab samjhi gaye honge ki main incest kyu bana hu. Halaki pehle maine ye sab dekhkar nazarandaaj kiya tha. Magar maa bete ki kahani padne ke baad meri nazar aapni mummy par gayi.

Aur maa bete ki chudai ki kahani padne ke baad, harr ladka aapni maa ko ek bar to hawas ki nazar se dekhta hi hai. Aur mere sath bhi aisa hi hua. Ab mujhe meri mummy mein ek desi milf nazar aane lagi thi.

Mummy ke woh bade bade dudh, unki balkhati kamar, unki gehri nabhi aur unki uthi hui gaand ye sab dekhkar main pagal hone laga. Mummy ko ek aurat ke nazariye se dekhne ke baad maine pehli bar unke naam ki muth mari.

Aur jitna maza mujhe mummy ke bare mein soch ke muth marne mein aaya. Itna maza porn dekhkar bhi nahi aaya. Incest hone ke baad mujhe harr pal sirf mummy ka khayal aata tha.

Main unhe nanga dekhne ke liye hamesha tayar rehta tha. Halaki woh pehle bhi mere samne upar ke kapde badal leti thi. Magar tab mujhe is cheej se koi farak nahi padta tha. Magar ab mummy ko dekhte hi mera lund khada ho jata tha.

Main unhe nanga dekhne ka ek bhi mouka hath se jane nahi deta tha. Incest hone ke baad meri himmat bohut badh gayi thi. Mummy ke dopher mein sone ke baad main unki gaand ko chutha tha. Unki gaand par aapna lund lagata tha.

Aur unhe hamesha peeche se pakad leta tha. Mummy ko mere irado ke bare mein koi jaankari nahi thi. Isiliye woh is sab cheej par dhayan nahi deti thi. Aur aise hi mujhe mummy ki chut dekhne ka mouka mila. Jab woh soti thi.

To kai bar unka peticot aur maxi upar ho jati thi. Aur tab mujhe unki chut dekhne ka mouka mil jata tha. Jab pehli bar maine mummy ki chut dekhi thi. To us din meri khushi ka thikana nahi tha.

Mummy ki chut fuli hui thi. Aur uski faanke moti moti thi. Aur unki chut par ek bhi baal nahi tha. Aur us din ke baad se mummy ko nanga dekhna unke bare mein soch ke muh marna. Ye sab meri zindgi ka hissa ban gaya tha.

Mummy par nazar rakhte rakhte mera mann unhe chodne ka karne laga. Kyuki main janta tha ki ab mummy aur papa ke beech chudai nahi hoti hai. Kyuki ek to mere papa kaam mein busy rehte the. Aur upar se unko sugar ki bimari thi.

Aur sugar ki bimari mein lund sahi se khada nahi hota hai. Aur hota bhi hai. To sahi se chudai nahi kar pata hai. Pehle main is cheej ko nazarandaaj kar bhi deta. Magar incest banne ke baad mujhe ye cheej saaf saaf dikhne lagi.

Aur Is sab se main itna to samajh gaya tha ki ho naa ho mummy ko bhi chudai ki iccha jarur hoti hogi. Kyuki harr aurat aapni chut mein lund lene ki iccha rakhti hai. Isiliye aaj kal aunty aur bhabhi jawan ladke se chudwana pasand karti hai.

Aur yahi sab soch ke maine faisla kar liya tha ki main mummy ki chudai jarur karunga. Ab main harr waqt mummy ko chodne ke bare mein sochne laga. Magar samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu.

Aur fir ek din mummy ki wajah se mujhe woh idea mil gaya. Us din mummy ne mujhe kuch saman laane ke liye bola. Magar usmein thode paise kam pad rahe the. To mummy ne bola. Unke bed ke gadde ke neeche se le lu.

Jayadatar gharo mein mummiya paise aur medicine gadde ke neeche rakhti hai. Aur meri mummy bhi aisa hi karti hai. Mummy ke kehne par jab main gadde ke neeche se paise lene gaya. Tab meri nazar waha ek neeli tablet par par gayi.

Aur us goli ko dekhte hi main pehchan gaya. Woh goli lund ko jayada der khada rakhne liye thi. Tablet ko dekhte hi main samajh gaya ki ye goli papa hi lete honge. Magar pichle kafi waqt se jab se main mummy par nazar rakhne laga hu.

Tab se maine abhi tak papa ko mummy ki chudai karte nahi dekha hai. Woh tablet maine wahi chhod di. Aur fir saman lene nikal gaya. Magar dimag mein wahi goli ghum rahi thi. Main bar bar yahi soch raha tha.

Ki papa abhi bhi mummy ki chudai karte hai. Iska matlab mummy ka bhi mann chudwane ka karta hoga. Magar papa ke kaam aur sugar ki bimari ki wajah se unhe woh sukh nahi mil pata hoga. Jo harr aurat chudai mein chahti hai.

Yahi sab sochte sochte mere dimag mein mummy ki chudai ka idea aa gaya. Magar ye idea kafi khatarnaak tha. Aur mummy papa ko bhi is bare mein bata sakti thi. Jisse meri gaand tutna pakka tha.

Main bar bar us idea ke bare mein soch raha tha. Aur mujhe mummy mera lund aapni chut mein leti hui dikh rahi thi. Mummy ki chudai ke sapne ne mujhe us idea ke liye himmat de di. Aur fir maine tay kar liya.

Ki main mummy ko chod ke rahunga. Fir chahe jo bhi ho jaye. Aur fir 2 din baad woh raat aayi. Jis raat main mummy ko chodne wala tha. Woh Saturday ki raat thi. Aur papa aapne kaam se dusre sehar gaye the.

Jaise ki woh harr hafte jaate hai. Main aur mummy ghar par akele the. Aur mummy ki chudai ki planning maine puri tarah kar li thi. Din to jaise taise nikal gaya. Aur fir raat ka khana khake main aapne kamre mein aa gaya.
Aur mummy rasoi mein kaam kar rahi thi. Tabhi main mummy ke pass rasoi mein gaya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy.

Mummy – Ha beta.

Main – Mummy mere sir mein bohut dard ho raha hai. Aapke pass woh sir dard ki goli hai kya?

Mummy – Kya ho gaya beta? Sir mein dard kaise hone laga.

Main – Pata nahi mummy. Aaj dopher se halka halka ho raha tha. Mujhe laga sahi ho
jayega. Magar ab thoda jayada ho raha hai.

Mummy – Tu ruk main kaam karke tere sir mein tel laga deti hu. Usse tera dard sahi ho jayega.

Main – Malish rehne do mummy. Koi goli hai to de do.

Mummy – Ha gadde ke neeche padi hai. Le le jaake.

Aur fir mummy ki baat sunke main unke kamre mein gaya. Aur lund khada karne wali goli khake aapne kamre mein jaake let gaya. Kuch hi der mein mera badan halka halka garam padne laga.

Maine aapne kapde nikal diye. Aur sirf underwear mein let gaya. Jismein se mere lund ka ubhar saaf saaf dikh raha tha. Aur fir kaam khatam karke mummy mere kamre mein aa gayi.

Aur fir woh mere sarane aake beth gayi. Aur mera sir aapni godh mein leke sir par tel lagane lagi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Dard jyada ho raha hai kya beta?

Main – Nahi mummy jayada nahi hai. Abhi dawai khayi hai. Thodi der mein sahi ho jayega.

Main aaram se leta hua tha. Aur mummy mere sir mein tel laga rahi thi. Aur ho naa ho mummy ki nazar mere kacche par jarur gayi hogi. Jaha mere lund ka ubhar saaf saaf dikh raha tha.

Mummy ki jubani – Aapne bete ko aise dekhna mere liye hi nahi, balki harr maa ke liye normal hai. Harr maa ne aapne ko kacche mein dekha hai. Aur aisa nahi hai main pehli bar aapne bete ke lund ko dekh rahi thi.

Harr subha jab bhi main aapne bete ko uthane jati hu. Tab uska lund khada hi hota hai. Jise maine kai bar dekha hai. Magar mujhe isse koi farak nahi padta hai. Kyuki woh mera beta hai. Magar tab main ye nahi janti thi ki aaj yahi lund meri garmi shaant karne wala tha.

Main – Mummy papa kab aayenge.

Mummy – Kal subha tak aa jayenge.

Main – Aacha, ab rehne do mummy. Aur aap bhi jaake so jao.

Aapne bete ki baat sunke main aapne kamre mein aa gayi. Aur aapni bra penty utaar ke sirf maxi pehen ke let gayi. Aur lete lete main aapne ander ke khalipan ke bare mein sochne lagi. Din to jaise taise nikal jata hai.

Magar raat ka khalipan harr aurat ko satata hai. Aur un aurto ki halat aur jayada buri hoti hai. Jinko kafi waqt se lund ka sukh naa mila ho. Main bhi unhi aurto mein se ek hu. Raat ka sade 11.30 baj raha tha.

Main bed par karwate badal rahi thi. Magar tabhi mujhe baalti girane ki awaaj aayi. Jise sunke main turant uth gayi. Aur aapne kamre ke bahar aake bathroom ke pass pauch gayi.

Aur isse pehle main kuch bol pati ki tabhi bathroom ka darwaja khula aur mera beta aapna geela badan leke bahar aa gaya.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Ye sab mera hi plan tha. Kyuki main janta tha. Agar main jara si bhi awaaj karunga. To mummy ayengi hi ayengi. Maine aisa hi kiya. Mera lund is waqt pura khada ho chuka tha.

Aur jaise hi main bathroom se bahar aaya. To samne mummy maxi pehne khadi thi. Jismein se unke bade bade dudh latke hue dikh rahe the. Mere bahar aate hi mummy ki nazar mere kacche par gayi.

Jaha mera lund tambu banke khada hua tha. Aur jaise hi mummy ne mera lund dekh liya. Tabhi maine aapne dono hath aapne kacche par rakh liye. Aur mere aisa karte hi mummy boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tu theek to hai naa.

Main – Ha mummy main theek hu. Bas thoda sa dard ho raha tha. Aap so jao jaake.

Mummy ki jubani – Main to ye soch ke aapne bete ko dekhne gayi thi ki kahi use koi dikkat to nahi hai. Magar jab mera beta batroom ke bahar aaya. To meri pehli nazar uske kacche pe gayi.

Jaha uska lund tambu banke khada hua tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko aise dekhne ke baad main hairan ho gayi thi. Aur tabhi mera beta aapne hatho se aapne lund ko chupane laga. Aur isse pehle main kuch bol pati.

Mera beta waha se bhag ke sidha aapne kamre mein chala gaya. Jis tarah se mera beta bhag ke aapne kamre mein gaya tha. Aur usne aapne neeche hath rakha tha. Usse mujhe andaza ho gaya tha.

Ki jarur use koi pareshaani hai. Jo woh mujhse chupa raha hai. Isiliye main turant aapne bete ke peeche gayi. Aur uske kamre ka darwaja khol ke ander chali gayi. Aur mujhe dekhte hi mere bete ne aapne kacche pe fir hath rakh liya.

Aur woh mujhse nazre churane laga. Main khadi khadi aapne bete ko dekh rahi thi. Aur fir main uske pass jaake beth gayi. Mera beta mujhse nazar nahi mila raha tha. Tabhi main boli.

Mummy – Kya hua beta? Tera dard abhi sahi nahi hua.

Meri baat ka mere bete ne koi jawab nahi diya. Tabhi main fir boli.

Mummy – Beta tu aapne neeche hath kyu rakhe hai? Kya tere neeche dard ho raha hai?

Meri ye baat sunte hi mere bete ne aapne kacche se hath hata diya. Aur hath ke hat te hi uske kacche mein khada lund dikhne laga. Main aapne bete ke khade lund ko dekhne lagi. Tabhi mera beta bola.

Main – Ha mummy sir ka dard to theek ho gaya. Magar ab yaha neeche dard ho raha.

Aapne bete ki baat sunte hi main fir se uske kacche ko dekhne lagi. Jaha uska khada lund jhatke maar raha tha. Jisse uska kaccha hil raha tha. Aapne bete ke lund ko dekhne ke baad main boli.

Mummy – Beta tere neeche koi choot lagi thi kya?

Main – Nahi mummy choot tu nahi lagi thi. Magar jab se maine woh goli khayi hai. Uske kuch der baad se hi mere neeche dard hone laga hai.

Mummy – Konsi goli khayi thi beta.

Main – Woh gadde ke neeche jo neeli goli rakhi thi wahi.

Jaise hi mere bete ne ye baat kahi. Main turant uth ke khadi ho gayi. Aur boli.

Mummy – Beta tu yahi beth main abhi aati hu.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Meri ye baat sunte hi mummy turant bahar chali gayi. Kyuki unhe bhi andaza ho gaya tha ki Maine konsi goli khayi hai. Main bhi yahi chahta tha. Mummy ke jaate hi maine darwaja band kar liya. Magar use lock nahi kiya.

Kyuki main janta tha mummy abhi wapas aane wali thi. Aur fir maine aapna lund bahar nikala. Aur thuk laga ke aapne lund ko aage peeche karne laga. Aur mummy ka intezaar karne laga.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Jaise hi mere bete ne neeli goli ki baat kahi. Main tabhi samajh gayi thi ki mere bete ne konsi goli khayi hai. Magar main fir bhi dekhna chahti thi. Aur jab maine aapne kamre mein jaake dekha.

To main aapna sir pakad ke beth gayi. Mere bete ne mere pati ki chudai karne wali goli kha li thi. Jise main ander rakhna bhool gayi thi. Aur ab uske upar us goli ka asar ho gaya tha. Jiski wajah se uska lund aise khada hua tha.

Main bethi bethi ye sochne lagi ki ab kya hoga. Kyuki is goli ka asar jaldi khatam nahi hone wala tha. Aur upar se mere bete pe iska asar aur jayada hoga. Kyuki ek to woh pehle se hi jawan hai.

Jiski wajah se uska lund jaldi khada hota hai. Aur ab usne jo goli khayi thi. Uski wajah se to uska lund bethne ka naam nahi lega. Main yahi sab soch rahi thi. Aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu.

Main aapne pati ko bhi ye baat nahi bata sakti thi. Kyuki woh ulta mere upar chad jate. Yahi sab sochte sochte main dubara aapne bete ke kamre ke pass aa gayi. Uska darwaja band tha. Main bahar khadi khadi yahi soch rahi thi.

Ki main kaise aapne bete ko ye bataungi ki usne jo goli khayi hai. Woh kis cheej ki goli hai. Yahi sab sochte sochte maine uske kamre ka darwaja khol diya. Aur samne ka nazara dekhkar meri saans ruk gayi.

Mere bete ne aapna lund bahar nikal rakha tha. Aur woh aankhe band karke aapne lund ko aage peeche kar raha tha. Aaj pehli bar main aapne bete ke lund ko samne se dekh rahi thi. Aur uska lund dekhkar meri aankhe badi ho thi.

Mere bete ka lund 6-inch lambe aur 4-inch mote lund tha. Aur uske lund ka mota supada khula hua tha. Jisse uska lund aur bhi jayada mota lag raha tha. Kuch second tak to meri nazar bhi aapne bete ke lund se hati nahi.

Magar tabhi mere bete ne aapni aankh kholi. Aur mujhe samne khada dekhkar woh ek dum se sakpaka gaya. Aur fir usne jaldi se aapna lund kacche ke ander kar liya. Aur sharam se aankhe neeche kar li.

Mera beta mujhse nazre chura raha tha. Aur fir woh mere pass aaya. Aur mujhe aapne kamre se bahar karta hua bola.

Main – Mummy aap bahar jao. Aap yaha mat aao please.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Aapni baat bolke maine mummy ko aapne kamre se bahar nikal diya. Magar main janta tha. Woh bahar hi khadi hogi. Aur mere bare mein hi soch rahi hogi. Mujhe bas is baat ka darr tha ki kahi mummy ye baat papa ko naa bata de.

Magar mera dil keh raha tha ki mummy aisa nahi karengi. Aur waise bhi unhe agar ye baat papa ko kehni hoti. To woh ab tak keh chuki hoti. Aur jis tarah woh mere lund ko dekh rahi thi. Usse main ye to samajh gaya tha.

Ki woh jaan gayi hai. Maine konsi goli khayi hai. Jiski wajah se meri ye halat hai. Main kamre mein betha mummy ke ander aane ka intezar karne laga. Aur fir 2 minute baad mummy dubara mere kamre mein aa gayi.

Main bed ke side par betha tha. Aur mummy ko dekhte hi main khada ho gaya. Aur mere khade hote hi mummy mere kacche mein khade lund ko fir se dekhne lagi. Tabhi main bola.

Main – Mummy aap please yaha se chali jao. Mujhe akela chhod do.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Main aapne bete ki halat samjh rahi thi. Main samajh rahi thi ki ander se uska kya haal ho raha hoga. Mera beta mujhe kamre se bahar karna chahta tha. Aur ye sahi bhi tha.

Magar main use takleef mein nahi dekh pa rahi thi. Isiliye main wapas kamre mein aa gayi. Aur yahi meri sabse badi galti thi. Kamre mein aate hi meri nazar aapne bete ke lund par gayi. Aur fir main uske pass gayi.

Aur aapne bete ka hath pakad ke use bed par bitha diya. Main bhi uske sath beth gayi. Aur aapne bete ki peeth sehlate hue boli.
Mummy – Beta tu shaant ho jaa. Sab theek ho jayega.

Aapni baat bolke main aapne bete ka khanda sehlane lagi. Main use shaant rehne ke liye to bol rahi thi. Magar main janti thi ki uska haal sahi nahi hai. Mere bete ka lund lagatar uske kacche mein hil raha tha.

Aur meri nazar bar bar uske lund par ja rahi thi. Aur fir mere bete ne woh kiya. Jo maine kabhi nahi socha tha. Mere bete ne aapna hath mere dudh par rakh diya. Aur isse pehle main kuch samajh paati.

Woh mere dudh dabane laga. Jaise hi mujhe is cheej ka ahsas hua. Maine tabhi uska hath aapne dudh se hata diya. Aur fir main boli.

Mummy – Ye kya kar raha hai tu?

Main – Pata nahi mummy bas aapko chune ka mann kar raha hai.

Aapni baat bolte hi mere bete ne fir se mere dono dudh ko pakad liya. Aur unhe dabane laga. Mera beta jo kar raha tha. Woh galat tha magar jin halato mein woh ye kar raha tha. Woh galat nahi tha.

Kyuki agar koi bhi mard chudai wali goli kha le. To woh bhi aisa hi karega. Woh chahe khud ko rokne ki kitni bhi koshish kar le. Magar woh khud ko rok nahi payega. Aur aaj mera beta mere sath jo kar raha tha. Woh isi wajah se tha.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Main fir se aapni mummy ke dudh dabane laga. Aur woh bas mujhe dekhe ja rahi thi. Kyuki andaza to unhe bhi ho gaya tha ki main ye sab jaankar nahi kar raha hu.

Magar koi bhi mummy aapne bete ko aisa karne ki ijajat nahi deti hai. Aur meri mummy ne bhi aisa hi kiya. Kuch der dudh dabane ke baad mummy ne mera hath hata diya. Aur woh boli.

Mummy – Beta ye sab theek nahi hai. Tujhe aisa nahi karna chahiye.

Main – Mummy main khud ko rokne ki koshish kar raha hu. Magar mera mann bar bar aapko chune ka kar raha hai.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Mere bete par goli ka asar ho chuka tha. Isiliye woh naa chahte hue bhi mere dudh daba raha tha. Aur mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha ki main karu to kya karu. Aur fir mera beta bola.

Main – Mummy kya aap ek kaam kar sakti ho?

Mummy – Kaisa kaam beta.

Aapni baat bolte hi mera beta mere samne khada ho gaya. Aur fir usne mera hath pakda. Aur aapna lund bahar nikal ke usne mera hath aapne lund par rakh diya. Aur bola.

Main – Mummy kya aap mera lund sehla ke iske pani nikal doge?

Aapne bete ke lund par hath lagte hi maine turant aapna hath hata liya. Magar mujhe yakin nahi ho raha tha ki mera sidha sadha beta mujhse aise baat bol sakta hai. Mere bete ne aaj tak kabhi mujhse galat baat nahi ki thi.

Magar aaj uska aisa karna normal tha. Kyuki us goli ne mere bete ke ander ki hawas ko jaga diya tha. Jiski wajah se woh kya bol raha tha? Uska andaza use bhi nahi tha. Tabhi main boli.
Mummy – Tu agal ho gaya hai kya? Jo aise gandi baat bol raha hai.

Kahani bete ki jubani – Mera plan kaam kar raha tha. Maine aapna lund mummy ke hath mein de diya tha. Magar abhi tak unhone mujhe kuch nahi kaha tha. Kyuki woh bhi ye janti thi.

Ki main Jo kuch kar raha hu. Woh us goli ki wajah se kar raha hu. Warna aise harkat karne par mummy ab tak mujhe thappad laga chuki hoti. Aapni baat bolte hi mummy khadi ho gayi. Aur woh bahar jaane lagi.

Kyuki woh bhi samajh gayi thi ki agar woh yaha ruki to aage kya hone wala tha. Jaise hi mummy chalne lagi. Tabhi maine unka hath pakad liya. Hath pakadte hi mummy palat ke mujhe dekhne lagi.

Kahani mummy ki jubani – Aapne bete ki in harkato se main itna to samajh gayi thi ki aaj mera beta aapne hosh mein nahi hai. Aur woh jo kuch kar raha hai. Woh sab us goli ke asar ki wajah kar raha hai.

Isiliye main uske kamre se jaane chahti thi. Magar mere bete ne mujhe rok liya. Aur fir woh bola.

The door clicks shut behind. And then it’s just her. Standing in that loose cream tee and soft little shorts. God, the fabric hangs off one shoulder, lazy and low. It just provoked me.

She moves toward the window. She leans a hand against the wall beside the glass, back slightly arched, hip tilted. Her lips curled in a small, dangerous smile. And then she asks, quietly, “Do you feel guilty having sex with your friend’s wife?”

Her tone isn’t judging, it’s testing. She already knows the answer. So I ask her right back, “Do you feel guilty having sex with your husband’s friend?”

She smiles, Small. “Why me?” she asks, voice soft. “Why are you interested in me?” I take a breath. “You remember that day?” I say, “The day of the wedding, the morning… when I came to see him?” She tilts her head slightly. Waiting.

“I walked in by mistake. You were in your bra and panties, I said sorry, I backed out fast — but—” I shake my head, breath catching. “You stayed in my mind. I couldn’t forget you.”

She steps a little closer. “You want to know why I wanted you?” she says.
I nod, slowly. She leans in, voice lower, almost like she’s confessing, “That same night,” she says. “I saw you.”

I freeze. “What?”

“You were in the guest room. With a girl, my colleague.”

She smiles at my stunned face. “The window wasn’t shut all the way. I saw the way you moved. I watched you.” I stare at her, and she reaches up, fingertip tracing the edge of my shirt. “You didn’t know. I closed the window. But. You’ve been in my head since that night, too,” she whispers.

“You’re here for one month. For your business. And today this moment was the only chance we were going to get.” Her hand lifts and rests lightly against my chest.

“So, Kevin, what are we going to do?”

“Three months,” I say. “You’ve been in my head three damn months. And when this business trip came up, I didn’t just come to sign papers.” My voice drops lower. “I came to see if there was any chance to feel you. Just once.”

She doesn’t flinch. “And now,” I go on, “he had to leave, Alone. And you’re here. With me.” I step in, her breath right at my throat. “So, I’m asking, one time. You want this done my way, or you want to dominate me?”

Her hand slides up my chest, fingers curling lightly around the base of my neck. “You made her come so hard, Kevin.” Her voice is silk and smoke now. “I want that. I want to give myself up to you and see if I can even breathe through it.”

“So,” she whispers, leaning closer. “Show me what three months of wanting me looks like.”

I’m on my knees. Her eyes narrow, teasing. “You want to start from the bottom?”

I nod once. “Yeah. I want to know what you taste like before anything else.”
Her hands move to her waistband, but I stop her. “Let me.”

I hooked my fingers into the band of her shorts, and they slid down slowly, obedient—no panties, she stepped out. My throat dries. My hands settle on her thighs, spreading gently. Her skin’s warm under my palms, heat radiating, pulsing. She leans her weight on one leg, bracing herself against the wall.

I kiss up her thighs, slow and steady, teasing her. My mouth finds the heat between her legs. She lets out a strangled breath, “Kevin—fuck—what are you doing to me?”

I don’t answer. I grip her thighs tighter, tongue working slowly at first, then deeper, bolder. Her fingers dig into my hair, and her body starts to tremble.
“Holy shit,” she whispers. “You’re going to make me come… just like this…”

Her back hits the wall with a soft thud. She spreads her legs wider, her hips roll, slow at first — then sharper, needier. She’s whispering my name now, again and again, and fuck, the way she moves. She starts chasing my mouth, guiding me.

“Right there—don’t stop, don’t you dare stop,” she breathes, her head tipping back against the wall. Her thighs tremble, squeezing around me. “I can’t, oh fuck, Kevin.”

I lock my arms around her waist and hold on, tongue and lips lost in her. Her hands are all over my head, fingers in my hair, pulling, begging. Her body jerks when I hit the right rhythm — again. Then again. Then she breaks.

“Oh my god— Fuck— I’m— Shit, I’m coming—”

And she does. Then a sharp cry punches out of her. Her legs almost give, my mouth still tasting her, she sinks to her knees with me, eyes glassy, cheeks flushed, lips parted like she just came back from some other universe.

“That—” she pants, shaking her head. “I don’t even know what that was.”

I smile, brushing hair from her face.

“That was me,” I say. “Starving.”

“What’ve you got saved for next, Kevin?” she asks, her voice low and daring.

I stand up slowly, pulling off my shirt, then I undo my pants, just enough to let her. She bites her bottom lip, then grins like she’s proud of it. Without a word, she rises and walks to the bed.

She opens the drawer by the headboard, pulls out a condom, and tosses it onto the sheets. Then she turns, peels her tee up and over her head, bare underneath and lies back, legs slightly parted.

“What if he finds the count missing?” I ask, eyes locked on hers. She shrugs, wicked and calm. “He won’t remember,” she says. “And I won’t forget.”

I slide the condom on, eyes never leaving hers. She spreads her legs with intention— just ready. Her breathing’s uneven, and that alone wrecks something in me. My body presses against hers, and her head drops back with a gasp. “Kevin.”

It’s not some high-pitched moan. It’s raw— like she wasn’t expecting it to feel this good. Her thighs tighten around me, and her fingers lace behind my neck, pulling me down into her. I pin her wrists gently above her head, locking eyes with her.

“You okay?”

She grins — flushed, breathless, eyes heavy. “You’re ruining me already.” I can’t help the low laugh that slips out. “Good.”

I thrust deeper, and her back arches, again, and again. Her nails scratch down my arms, trailing heat behind them. She’s all soft sounds and sharp gasps now, falling apart and trying to hold on at the same time.

And then, voice cracked and rough, “Turn me over.” I freeze for a second. That request, that tone — it hits different. “I want to feel you that way,” she says, glancing up at me. “Deeper. I want all of you.”

Fuck. I flip her over gently, guiding her to all fours. Her skin is warm under my hands, trembling. She throws a look back over her shoulder — lips parted, hair a mess, eyes wild.

“You’re so—” I start, but I don’t finish because I don’t have words for what I see right now.

She smirks. “Say it.”

“You’re the hottest thing I’ve ever touched.”

“Then show me.”

I grip her hips and move, deeper, slower, harder. She gasps. One hand slaps the sheets, the other curls into a fist.

“Holy—shit,” she whimpers, biting her lip. “You’re going to break me.”

“You want me to stop?”

She laughs through a moan. “Don’t you dare.”

Her words start to blur, I watch the way her body reacts — the tension, the rhythm, the collapse. I lower over her, pressing her flat to the bed, pulling her legs up, wrapping her around me. I want all of her. Every sound, every breath.

She meets my eyes, wide, vulnerable, real. “Kevin—don’t stop. I’m—oh my god—”

I kiss her, hard, deep. Her body jerks, legs shaking, breath lost. Her fingers dig into my shoulders, holding on like she’s falling. And then I lose it too — wrapped in her, undone by her — every nerve singing. I groan into her skin, her name like a promise I didn’t know I’d been keeping.

When it’s over, we don’t move. Just her breathing against my chest. My hand brushes lazy circles on her thigh. Her lips still parted, dazed. She looks at me like I’ve stolen something and she doesn’t want it back.

“You okay?” I whisper.

She smiles, softly. “You always talk this much after?”

I grin. “Only when it’s worth remembering.”

She leans in, nose brushing mine, “Then don’t forget a damn second of it.”

She stretches beneath me, slow and her leg curls around mine. “If you keep touching me like that, we’re going to end up going again.” I grin against her skin. “Is that a threat or an invitation?”

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The Next Morning

I don’t know if it was the wine, the stress of travelling, the extra activities, or a mix of everything, but I completely blacked out, waking up in the wee hours before dawn, my head still spinning. Did I drink too much? Was it all just a drunken dream?

I was struggling to adjust my eyes to the darkness in the room, and a faint ray of light creeping through almost charcoal-like air, just enough to make out the naked shape of my son lying beside me. I sat up and frantically started to check my own body, only to realise that I was naked too.

‘Fuck what have I done? “I said to myself as I brushed my lips with my fingers. “Did I really? I mean, really..” Adi’s cock flashed in my head, and a chill ran down my spine. I needed to get the hell out of there and put some distance between us. I quickly put on my shorts, a top, and sandals and decided to go for a walk. For the next 20 minutes, I walked as far as I could and found a narrow strip of land behind our resort, where I sat down on a rock and looked out at the beach.

I held my head in my hands and recalled the entirety of the previous day, and tried to rationalise my actions. I finally concluded that it wasn’t Adi’s fault, I’m a fucking adult, a parent. “Darn it, how could I do this …my own son, darn it”, I continued to curse myself.

The human brain is a funny thing; it’s fascinating how emotions and thoughts can oscillate from guilt to pleasure in moments, the overall generalisation had materialised into specifics and details, and the vision of Adi with Sharon came back into my head. The panoramic images of Adi with that woman, his beautiful cock, the glistering semen in the sunlight, him deep throating me, were running like a movie in my thoughts.

As I was lost in these thoughts, my fingers had unconsciously moved and were rubbing my clit. Suddenly, I brought myself back to reality and said to myself, “Fuck, what the hell is wrong with me, for the love of God, this is not me. Am I mental? Shit, I’m a fucking Creep”.

I’ve never been so messed up in my head, the saddest part of the entire thing was it’s my birthday today, yes, the fortieth birthday that got me here, a threshold from where I can never come back. I reminded myself of the purpose of this trip, it’s supposed to be about me and my self-indulgence. It’s not a day from me to sit alone and reflect on morality and philosophy.

So, I once again reflected on the positives of the trip
1) I’m good at oral sex, better than I ever thought. (check)
2) I’m more desirable with young lads and men than I ever intended(check)
My brain was now filled with images of Adi’s eyes filled with lust as he played with my tits last night in the tub, the way his dick responded to each touch even after exhausting himself with Sharon and that pregnant woman told me that I still had it; I bloody have what it takes to entice a man half my age, not bad at all.

With confidence brimming through my veins, I stood up and started walking back towards the resort. I had made up my mind, no more turning back, son or not. It was probably 7ish in the morning, and the sun was radiating brightly as if the universe was in support of my decision.

With this newfound confidence and resolve, my cunt was leaking with anticipation and the possibilities we could explore in the coming days. I entered our room with the full intention of devouring that beautiful cock of my son, just then, my inflated expectation disappeared as the room was empty. “Ah shit! Forgot that Adi was going on a sightseeing trip with that girl..what was her name..ah Pooja”

What a shitty feeling, just when every fibre of your being is ready for something exciting, I quietly took a long shower to relieve the tension, and as I stepped out of the bath, there was a knock on the door, my heart raced, and the nympho in me wished that the heavens sent some hot guy to participate in my sexual desires.

Who says wishes don’t come true? The owner of the resorts, the muscular guy, husband of that pregnant “Divya Aunty” who gave Adi a deep throat blowjob, the same guy who invited Adi and kept asking him about me when he was here last time, was standing at my door in his birthday suit.

Hi, I’m David. You may have heard of me from your son, it felt like Sharuk khan from those Bollywood movies saying “Hi I’m Rahul, Naam to suna hi hoga”. In that moment, I just wanted to pull him in and ride his cock, then allow him to fuck me so hard and stretch me in every possible way until I was exhausted with not an ounce of energy left.
Unfortunately, Dave was on a completely different mission; he offered us to move to the next resort, yup, the “clothing Optional resort”, he said Adi and I would fit perfectly there. I did not hesitate and immediately jumped on his offer. I dropped the towel in front of Dave without a shred of shame. I could see the approving twinkle in his eyes as I followed him for a tour of our new lodging.

Oh! If you are wondering if I had put my clothes on before following Dave, the answer is no. Did I tell you that Dave was naked when he was at our door? Let me tell you about how Dave appeared to me from my eyes, a Man in his mid-40s, obviously muscular, I think I mentioned that a lot, he had a beautiful dick but not in Adi’s league, he was bigger and thicker compared to Dan.

Dave started to give me a tour of the nudist resort, and I noticed the women were more numerous compared to the men. I thought the competition would be tough; everyone was polite and warm, and then Dave introduced me to Sharon as his friend. I noticed something else that was bothering me and asked Dave to explain.

Me: What’s with the rubber wrist bands that some people are wearing?

Dave: Ah, about that, it’s a discount guest membership for people from a regular resort to move here. It’s to identify the regulars from guests.

I knew something was fishy from the beginning when Adi said the Muscular guy was looking for me. He was fucking trying to sell me a membership to upgrade our stay in the clothing-optional resort. I wondered if Adi fell into the trap laid out by this man and if Sharon was part of it. Then, as I spoke to Dave and others, I realised that a rich man like him would not do something cheap like that for a few bucks more, but then maybe this was his business modus operandi.

Felt more like a marketing trick than a con, besides, I had the choice to say “no,” so what the hell let me explore this place as a customer and make my decision, I said to myself.

Dave: One more thing. For men to use the facility, they will need a female sponsor here

Me: Oh, how did Adi get in yesterday? Did you veto your authority as the owner?

Deve: Nope, Sharon sponsored him, but he would need a different sponsor everyday.

Me: So, are you suggesting that if I upgrade my booking only, I shall be allowed, and my son needs a new woman to sponsor him every day?

Dave: Let me put it this way: if you decide to upgrade your booking, your son would not need a sponsor. Does that make sense to you?

Me: Ah, gotcha! Men need a different woman to sponsor them every unless they are accompanied with a woman and have a couple’s booking, right?

Dave: Yup

Dave then introduced me to Divya, his pregnant wife, who had such a sweet face and charm. Divya was extremely personable and easy to talk she directed me towards the reception. I looked at my body, implying there are no clothes and I don’t have the card on me.

Divya: Don’t worry, you can pay when you exit, just need your signature.

Honestly, I did not want to pry, but Adi assessed her age as late 20s. As a woman, I could say it’s the hormones that deceived my son. Divya was no aunty; she was a girl in her early twenties at best. I was curious about the age gap with this couple.

Me: Thanks, so what’s the story behind the baby?

Denise kept her hand on her 7-month-old pregnant belly and said, “Ah, this, it’s Yes for me and No for Daddy” She had a stretching smile as if she was implying something and there was a word play that I missed.

Divya: Dave is not just my husband; he is my dad too.

This revelation was too much; I was so shocked that my mouth went dry, and I held her hand, concerned, wondering if this was abuse. Looking at me, Divya calmed me down with her charming smile and said, “It’s not what it looks like, I know what you are probably thinking, but I wanted this equally”.

Divya then went on to explain that her parents were happily married for 16 years before her mom ran off with Dave’s business partner, and she moved in with her dad. She explained how she was always close to her dad and could always confide in him about everything. During one of these honest conversations, Dave had confessed that he preferred younger women. One thing led to another, from father-daughter, they became friends, then from friends to friends with benefits.

Divya’s story was so intriguing and interesting for me because my sexual interest in Adi was not totally weird after listening to her. While I’ve summarised Divya’s situation quickly, this father-daughter story deserves a detailed chapter some other day. Let’s get back to our story now.

Divya then explained the colour bands people were wearing and what each colour meant. Green means “Go”, Red for “Stop”, and Yellow means “Special conditions”.

I started filling out the forms, there were some very personal questions like dates of menstrual cycles, if I was on birth control, allergies and venereal diseases.

Me: The green band, you said it meant “Go”, but what does it really mean?

Divya: It means all good for everything, no condoms, no need to worry about getting you pregnant

Me: And, would you mind explaining a bit more about the Yellow and the Red?

Divya: Sure, Red means Sex with Protection ONLY. Yellow is like me, special condition pregnant, she said, patting her tummy.

Then Divya went on to explain “yellow” could mean a lot more, like not to deep throats, fear of something while doing sex, etc. In short, yellow meant a lot of questioning before engagement.
Divya then handed me the red band and said, “I think this works best for you” I remembered Adi had a red band on his hand too. I took the band and went to the beach, where I was persuaded to join a volleyball game. It was a blast with tits bouncing and cocks swinging everywhere.

I thought being in a nudist resort meant people would pounce on me, but to my surprise, everyone was quite calm and relaxed without clothes. I started feeling like a dumb woman when I realised nudist beaches and resorts are not like how I imagined, not a single person approached me, my confidence was just about to fade away when Sharon noticed my frustration and walked towards me. She asked me to join her under the umbrella.

Sharon: omg, girl! With your looks and beautiful assets, every swinging dick you see will start chasing you soon.

Sharon: Even Adi’s cock, I’m sure, that’s if you haven’t had it already, and she winked.

I reacted with a surprised face as naturally as I could, but Sharon was no fool.

Sharon: Oh, shut up, don’t be so stuck-up girl. It’s so obvious when I look at both of you, I come here often and trust me you are not the only mum I’ve seen teaching her child the realities of life.

Me: No…no..no it’s all circumstances; this was not planned.

Sharon: Yeah, right. Tell me that one you have the 8-inch log of your son a few times. Circumstances, my ass.

I think Sharon understood that I wanted to tell her the story of how she fucked my son. Sharon said she was 45 and a high school teacher for over 15 years, and always being around young boys had unlocked a strange appetite for her. She told me that she’s always restrained from fucking her students as a principal, but wouldn’t mind fucking students that age from another district.

She then spoke about her husband, who was bisexual and often travelled with his friends, with whom she did not get along well. They rarely went on a vacation as a family and Pooja always preferred to be with her mum.

Me: So, how old is your daughter?

Sharon: old enough to learn the theories and practical sex

Her blunt answer suddenly made me realise that Adi was on a sightseeing trip with Pooja. I was not worried about Adi having sex with Pooja, but looking at the green band Sharon had, I was worried that Adi might end up making Pooja pregnant. Sharon sensed my nervousness and said, “Don’t worry, she is still on her period”.

Sharon then held my hand tightly and said, “Priya, I want your son’s dick again” She continued to squeeze my hand as if she was waiting for me to say yes before releasing it. Sharon was caught in the moment and lamented about how she missed and could still feel Adi’s cock stretching her cunt and probing her depths. The attendant was pouring my glass as I leaned closer to hear every small detail Sharon said; it must have been the wine, I said to myself when I realised I was checking out Sharon.

Her gravity-defying tits were like vinyl-coated cones filled with saline water and silicone. The relatively small areolas were centred and looked like permanently raised nipples. Sharon had a flat stomach for her age, with wide hips and stretch marks here and there, but aren’t we all by the time we are in the middle of middle age?

Sharon caught me checking her out and smiled, then took my hand and placed it on her tit “Here, be my guest, I’m sure the curiosity must be killing you when Adi told you these are fake”. They were firm and squeezable. The curious side of me wanted to know more I brushed her nipple and laughed. It responded immediately by pointing out.

Sharon: Hey, are you ready to go there?

Me: Where? My hand was still exploring her tits.

Sharon moved her hand in-between my thighs, that’s when it hit me that my curiosity is sending wrong signals to her. I quickly pulled my hands back.

Shit, being a horny slut craving her son’s cock, walking around naked in a nudist resort was not enough, now I’m a dyke too, I thought to myself.

Me: Sorry, I’m straight, I don’t swing like that.

Sharon: Yup, that’s what I thought, too, until it happened. I’ve been there, sister

Me: You mean, you’ve had sex with women?

Sharon: Not regularly, but if I’m caught in the moment, I’m not someone who runs away. Pooja and I have had one such moment

And she chuckled..

Me: You are kidding, right? With Pooja, your daughter?

Sharon: Nope, Pooja has no inhibitions when it comes to sex, and to be honest, I admire her for that.

My calculative and ever-curious mind was at work; I started to wonder what another woman’s cunt would taste like. It had to be the wine, I said to myself again. I don’t know about the kick, but it was working like an Aphrodite. I told Sharon that I’d like to go back to my room as I was feeling funny, she invited me for dinner, and I left.

I returned to my room and flung myself on the bed. The thought of being with another woman had infected my mind. Just then, the phone rang; it was Adi. He said he was going to spend the night at the caves with the group and wouldn’t be back until morning.

Frustrated? I don’t think there is a word in any language that could express my emotion. I needed a fuck, and Adi was not coming to the resort that night. I got up and put on a bodycon without underwear that displayed generous cleavage. I no longer cared if the man I found was sixteen or sixty; after all, I was on the hunt.

I saw Sharon at the bar, who was dressed to kill, she had the same frustrated look on her face as she was waiting for Adi’s dick tonight. Go figure!

A sense of consolation hit me; if I was not getting it, neither was she. With two unlucky, horny bitches sulking and staring at our glasses, my curiosity overpowered me. Maybe I could experiment with my sexuality, I thought. I looked at Sharon, who was checking out the bartender, so I scanned the lounge and noticed the bloke from the volleyball game looking at me. I turned in a way to expose my tits a bit, and could see the approving smile.

I smiled back and started walking towards the ladies, and he headed towards the gents. The doors were opposite to each other; We both exited the washroom almost at the same time. l looked at him and kissed. If he was shocked by my aggressiveness, he did not show it. He tried to pull away, and I kept my finger on his lips.

I felt his hand slide under my dress as I dove my other hand to the belt on his pants, he started caressing my outer thigh, and then my arse and then he got his hands on the top under my dress, feeling my tits. I did not know I had the finesse to remove the belt like I did; his pants were down, and his hard cock was now in my hand.

Not necessarily the best dick, something close to Dan, I’d say, but I needed some meat inside me in that moment. First, I got on my knees and got him warmed up, then I stood up and lifted my leg along with his. He pulled my thigh up while I guided his stiff cock into my wet cunt.

With just one shove, his dick slid into my pussy and was deep in up to the balls. I was now slammed against the wall. I’ve craved a dick in my cunt, and this was the first dick that entered my pussy since we’ve visited this resort. I was in a state of trance, the bloke continued to fuck me so hard that I was lost in pleasure, and to subdue my voice from the burst of an orgasm, I buried my mouth against the side of his neck until I could taste some blood in my mouth.

Then I came, I came so hard that our combined cum was trickling down my thighs. I noticed the anger on the guy’s face; he wanted to say something, but I pointed towards his wife, who was sitting oblivious to her husband’s adventure. I assumed he was angry because of the mark that was left on his neck when I bit him, and he was wondering how he could explain that to his missus. I had got what I needed, so without exchanging any words, I left and went back to the bar where Sharon was.

Sharon was like a sex hound; she immediately knew that I accomplished something in the last 5-10 minutes I was away, or maybe it was my smile that was infectious. Sharon picked up the martini and with her nostrils flaring, she said, “A toast to the fresh smell of Jizz..Congrats girl”. I could feel my cunt spitting out a glob of cum, and my thighs were all sticky.

I now wanted to explore my curiosity with Sharon, but she was still working her magic with the bartender, “not the right time”, I said to myself. I finished the day with another glass and headed contentedly to my room. It was my birthday, another rub before I sleep, I said and buried my fingers inside my cunt, it was all gooey with his and my fluids. I continued to bury my fingers and then sucked on them, just when I was about to cum, a thought struck me, “Red Band” Fuck, I forgot I was not on birth control. I pushed the thought to the back of my mind and pursued the climax I deserved.

Thank you for the lovely response. I did not expect such a lovely response for this series. I will take a break before publishing future chapters, or probably post the 4th chapter before disappearing for a couple of months.

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Hello readers, I am Nandini – 5”3, a pretty girl in her early 20s with a sexy body and an innocent soul. With a typical Indian brown girl figure and a 32D-30-34 sized assets, I am constantly a prey to the eyes of many vultures out there. But I prefer to wear Indian wear as it enhances my beauty.

So, coming to the story, like typical Indian families, my marriage had been fixed with Nikhil, a sweet and loving guy for whom I fell in our first meeting. I know many Gen-Z girls and ladies will contradict me, but I am a girl who supports the fact that my virginity is reserved for my husband.
A month before my marriage, one fine evening, I was sitting in my bedroom, and the electricity went off. I was gazing at the stars from my window. My mother, Kamini, knocked on the door and brought an oil lamp and a fruit bowl with her. I was amazed and inquired about what it was for. She placed her finger on my lips, “Shhh,” and signaled me to sit on the bed.
In my subconscious mind, for the first time, I was checking my pious mother out.
I felt the urge to grab her perfect titties, caress her round ass, taste her tender lips, and play with her loose hairs as she looked like Vidhya Balan straight coming out of a movie. I controlled my mind as it gave a sensation of guilty pleasure. I quickly started to look elsewhere to divert my corrupt mind. She kept the bowl of sweet mangoes and bananas on the bedroom table, and its fragrance filled the room.
Kamini, my mom, sat next to me on the bed’s edge. Her fingers slowly started drawing patterns on my naked wrist, assuring me. She said in a whisper, “I believe that you have become a beautiful woman now, Nandu,” in a voice full of love and attraction.
“And soon, you will be a bride, the woman who is an ardhangani to his man. But before that night comes, you must learn the art of love—not just as wifey duty, but as pleasure, as worship.”
My breath quickened. I listened, blushing, not able to keep eye contact with her. I had butterflies in my stomach. I don’t know how, but my body started relaxing with her touch, wanting more and more.
As it was a summer night, I was in a Cool Cotton Spaghetti and matching shorts without a bra. My titties started to get hard, and my tender nipples poked, itching to be touched and squeezed.
I had nurtured a belief about sex from the married women in the family, seen the hidden romances between newlywed couples, but no one had ever spoken to me or taught me so openly.
My mother smiled, sensing my nervousness. “There is no shame in this, Nandu. You are lucky to be born as a girl. Nikhil will adore your body, and satisfaction and pleasure is a gift that should be shared.”
She picked a ripe and fragrant mango from the fruit bowl, peeling it with her finger. “Nikhil’s desire will be like this fruit,” she said, peeling it slowly in her hands. “Firm, yet tender. And when handled with care…” She peeled the mango completely by scratching her nails gently into the mango skin, revealing the juicy fruit. A drop of mango juice raced down her wrist. I watched the drop flow through her milky wrist, and my mouth drooled.
She continued, “…it rewards you with its sweetness and gives you the pleasure you live for.”
My mother brought the mango to my lips. “Taste.”
I parted my lips, letting my mother feed me the ripe fruit. The sweet and juicy flavor burst on my tongue—luscious, honeyed, almost sinful. I moaned softly, “Hmmm..” rolling my tongue as its juice dripped down my chin all the way through my cleavage. I didn’t bother cleaning it as I was completely mesmerized by my mom’s words.
Mom’s eyes darkened with approval. “That sound, Nandu—that is what Nikhil will wish to hear when he pleasures you. Not silence. Not restraint. This.” She caught the stray droplet on my lower lip with her thumb, then slowly dragged it down my throat all the way till where my Spaghetti starts, leaving a glistening trail.
I shuddered, my skin flushing. I could feel some tension building as my pussy had started to get wet in my panties down there.
“Now, let me show you how to touch him,” Mom whispered.
She picked a big ripe banana from the fruit bowl, holding it in her right hand, and said, “Nikhil’s body may be strong, but his need makes him vulnerable.” Her fingers wrapped around it, stroking slowly from base to tip. “When you grab Nikhil’s (pointing to the banana) in your hand, be gentle at first… then firmer, and slowly play with your hands and mouth, keeping direct eye contact as he craves more.”
My mouth opened wide as I watched her fingers work—long, slow, and teasing strokes, her thumb circling over the tip in a way that made me lick my saliva. She looked like a pro in that.
“Use your tongue and lick it like your favorite ice cream,” Mom instructed, and brought the banana to her lips. She checked its length with her tongue slowly.
Mom’s eyes were seductively locked with mine, licking and sucking the banana like a lollipop. She then playfully bit it between her teeth, biting down just enough to mark it and not break it. I don’t know how and when my hands reached my pussy over my shorts with my mouth wide open.
“Men love to be tasted,” Mom murmured seductively, pulling away. “But remember, Nandu—always control the pace. Make him beg for more.”
She picked another ripe banana, handing it to me, and said, “Nandu, stroke it gently first with your hands.” I followed her instructions. She continued, “Spit some saliva on it and circle its tip firmly. Slowly open your mouth and touch the tip of your tongue. Lick it gently and suck it, thinking you are enjoying your favorite chocolate ice cream. Remember, don’t let your teeth touch it.”
She ordered with authority, “Nandu, now slowly take it deep down your throat. Nikhil will love it when you suck him deep.” The banana hit the back of my throat, and I gagged. Mom took the banana in her hand and slowly started pounding it back and forth. I started breathing heavily. She ordered me to remove my shorts and spaghetti, which I duly obliged because of the fire in my pussy.
She threw my saliva-filled banana in the dustbin. Mom now brought a small clay pot of honey. She dipped her two fingers into it, “And when Nikhil is inside you,” she said, whispering in my ear, “you must float like this.”
Mom drew a sticky-sweet path of honey down from my inner thighs to my panties with her slippery fingers. I gasped as my mother’s touch inched higher, stopping just before reaching the linings of my panties. An inch above, and my mother could have felt the wetness.
“Tease Nikhil,” Mom seductively breathed. “Let Nikhil feel how much you want him, but do make him work for it.”
My heartbeat increased when I heard Nikhil’s name now and then. I had never imagined such things—never dreamt that pleasure could be taught like this.
Mom leaned in, her lips brushing my ear, “When the night comes, Nandu, you will not be afraid. You will be a flame, and he will burn for you.”
The mango and banana’s mixed sweetness still could be tasted on my lips as Mom set the fruit bowl aside. Mom was looking steady and reassuring.
“There is still one last thing you must learn, Nandu,” Mom murmured. “Before you can truly, please, Nikhil, you must first understand your own body. A woman who knows her pleasure can guide her husband to it.”
My breath hitched. I had touched myself before and masturbated – after seeing some romantic and sexy movie scenes and reading some romantic novels under the cover of night—but I had never dared to speak of it, never imagined my mother would ever speak about it to me.
Mom picked a small bottle of rose oil and poured a few drops onto her fingertips.
“Lie back, Nandu,” Mom instructed gently.
I obeyed, and my heart was beating rapidly. I slowly adjusted the pillows. My sweaty body was shining in the oil lamp’s glow. The silence between Mom and me in the room for a few seconds felt long.
Mom’s fingers caressed down my stomach, slow and deliberate. She stopped just above the waistband of my pants. “This is yours, Nandu, for being a patient student,” she whispered. “Your body, your pleasure. Don’t be ashamed of it because I am here.”
Her next move stopped my heartbeat for a second. My mom’s hand slipped inside the soft and smooth fabric of my blue floral panties. I closed my eyes. My hands reached for her hand, cupping it and guiding her fingertips to brush the corners of my pussy, feeling its wetness. I moaned, “Aaahhh Mummy”.
“Shhh,” Mom kissed my forehead. “This is natural. This is beautiful.”
Her fingers slowly pinched and squeezed my pussy linings. The very next moment, she slid her middle finger in, and I grunted, “Right there, Mummy”. I started moving my hips, trying to feel my mom’s finger as deeply as possible.
Feel it,” Mom whispered sensually. She now started rubbing my clitoris and increased her pace. “This is where your pleasure lives. Touch yourself here, Nandu, and learn what makes you moan and pleases you the most.”
My hips were moving with the flow. Mom’s touch on my pussy was unlike anything I had ever given to myself, hitting the right spots at the right pace.
“Slow at first,” Mom murmured, watching my face. “Tease yourself, just as you would tease Nikhil. Let the pleasure build.”
Mom now attacked my breasts with her other hand. She poured a few drops of rose oil on my breasts and circled and pinched my already vulnerable nipples. I started moaning, my body moving automatically and my fingers twisting in the bedsheets. The heat between my legs was unbearable, and I felt the urge to cum.
“And when you can’t take it anymore, Nandu,” Mom continued, “when you feel that urge inside you, release it.”
My back arched as the pleasure crested. With a big “Aaahhh…mmm,” I squirted on my mom’s hand in my pants. My thighs were still trembling. My breath was still high as my bare nipples rose up and down.
Mom smiled and removed her hand from my pants. Tasting my pussy juices and kissing my damp forehead, she said, “That, Nandu, is what you deserve and what Nikhil will long for. Never forget it.”
She winked and stood up, leaving me boneless and breathless on the bed. My body had received newfound knowledge from my mother.
“Now rest,” Mom said softly. She stepped toward the door, “And when the time comes, you will know exactly how to make Nikhil and yourself love birds.”
The door shut behind me as Mom went with the things she had brought. Soon, the lights were on as electricity was restored.
I still lay there on the bed. My skin is still tingling from my Mom’s touches. My juices are still oozing in my panties. I brought my hand inside my panties, closed my eyes, and sniffed and tasted my love juice. My heart was now racing with a sense of satisfaction and pleasure.
I was no longer just a girl; my mom made me a woman who knew her power.
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Agar aapne meri life story ka first aur second part nahi pada toh please pehle woh pade kyuki teeno parts ek dusre se linked hain. Toh bina deri kiya shuru karte hain.

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Toh uss raat kaka ne meri 2 baar aur gand maari toh mujhe charam sukh dilwaya. Maine bhi kaka ke sath ache se diya. Hum log agle 3 dino tak ghar mein akele the, aur humne teeno din ache se enjoy kiya.

Ab hamare relationship ko 6 months ho gaye the, aur hamari sex life bohat achi chal rahi thi. Hum log roleplays karte aur sex ko khoob enjoy karte. Aur 6 mahine ke andar hi, meri body mein kaafi saare changes aa gaye the. Meri gand kaafi badi aur zyada curvy ho gayi thi. Mere boobs jo pehle chote the ab kaafi badh gaye the aur medium size ke ho gaye the.

Ek din jab main naha kar bathroom se bahar aayi toh maine sirf shorts pehne hue the. Toh meri behan, jiska name Pooja hain, woh 4 years badi hain. Unhone mujhe dekha aur boli ki, “Tera figure toh ek dum ladkiyo jaisa ho raha hain aur boobs bhi badh gaye hain.”

Toh maine bola ki, “Pata nahi, lekin mujhe pasand hain aisa figure.”

Phir unhone mujhe chedte hue bola ki, “Tumhe ab bra pehanne ki zarurat padegi,” toh main sharma gayi.

Phir unhone apni ek bra almirah se nikal kar dee aur pehanne ko bola.

Maine bola ki, “Didi, mazak mat karo.”

Didi boli ki, “Mazak nahi kar rahi… seriously bol rahi hoon… pehno isse… tumhare boobs kaafi badh gaye hain… inko support ki zarurat hain. Warna latak jayenge.”

Toh maine sharmate hue unke hath se bra lee aur pehanne lagi. Didi ne piche aa kar hook laga diya. Mujhe band size toh ek dum thik aaya tha lekin cup size bada tha. Didi ki bra ka cup size D tha.

Toh didi boli ki, “Bra toh fit hain lekin cup size thoda bada hain… tumhe shayad C cup lagega.”

Toh maine bola ki, “Maine kaise purchase karu?”

Toh didi boli ki, “Tum mere sath chalna… main dilwa dungi.”

Maine bola ki, “Mom dad ko kya bologe?”

Toh didi ne bola ki, “Unko batane ki zarurat nahi hain.”

Phir weekend didi ke sath ja kar bra ki shopping ki. Maine darte hue didi se pucha ki, “Kya hum lingerie set le sakte hain?”

Toh didi ne bola, “Haan.”

Phir humne kuch sets try kiya. Mera bra size 34 C tha. Humne 4 sets kharide aur ghar aa gaye. Didi ne bola ki, “Yeh main apne room mein rakh dungi taaki mom dad ko shaq na ho aur dho bhi main hi diya karungi.”

Maine didi ko ‘thank you’ bola, toh didi boli ki, “Aaj se tu mera bhai nahi, behan hain… tujhe jo bhi chahiye ho, bata dena… sharmana mat.”

Pata nahi kyon didi mujhe itna support kar rahi thi, lekin main bohat khush thi ki chalo koi toh hain jo mujhe support kar raha hain.

Phir uss raat maine new bra panty pehni aur kaka ke paas gayi toh kaka kaafi khush ho gaye aur bole ki, “Yeh kahan se aayi?”

Toh maine unko saari baat batayi. Toh woh bole, “Yeh toh achi baat hain.”

Phir kaka ne ek threesome sex ki video lagayi aur woh hum dekhne lage.

Hum log porn videos dekhte the aur waise hi karte the. Kaka kaafi dino se mujhe threesome videos dikhate the aur kabhi kheera ya baigan laa kar hum threesome ka play karte the. Kabhi kaka apna lund mere muh mein daal kar kheera meri gand mein daal dete; mujhe kaafi acha lagta tha.

Phir jab hamara sex khatam hua, toh kaka ne bola, “Kaisa laga?”

Maine bola ki, “Bohat maza aaya.”

Toh kaka bole ki, “Agar iss kheere ki jagah real lund ho toh aur bhi maza aayega.” Toh maine kaka ko dekhne lagi.

Maine bola ki, “Aapke deemag mein kya chal raha hain?” Toh kaka bole ki woh kisi aur ke sath mujhe share karna chahte hain.

Toh maine naraz ho gayi aur wahan se uth kar chali gayi. Phir maine kaka se 3 din tak baat nahi ki. Unhone mujhse bohat baat karne ki koshish ki lekin maine nahi ki. Lekin mera mann andar se sex karne ka kar raha tha. Toh ek raat main kaka ke paas gayi aur unhe khade ho kar dekhne lagi. Maine iss time ek shorts aur didi ka tank top pehna tha.

Kaka uthe aur mujhe sorry bolne lage and mujhe hug kiya. Maine bhi unhe hug kiya aur unko kiss karne lagi. Phir kaka ka lund chusne lag gayi. Main apne aap ko control nahi kar paayi aur direct unke lund par kood padi. Aur unko niche leta kar unke lund par baith gayi toh mujhe bohat shanti mili.

Phir kaka mujhe chodte hue bole ki, “Kya socha tumne?”

Maine unki baaat ignore kar dee aur unke lund par uchalti rahi. Phir kaka ne apna lund meri gand se nikala aur bole ki, “Jab tak tum mujhse baat nahi karoge, main sex nahi karne vala.”

Maine bola, “Please… abhi karne do… baad mein baat karte hain…”

Maine lund lene ke liye tadap rahi thi. Toh woh bole ki, “Nahi… pehle baat karo.”

Maine kuch nahi boli. Phir thodi der baad, aine unko bola ki, “Haan… thik hain… lekin bas ek baar…”

Toh woh khush ho gaye aur mujhe kutiya banne ko bola. Aur ek hi baar mein apna pura lund meri gand mein ghusa diya.

Aur full josh se mujhe chodne laga. Aaj unke andar alag hi josh tha aur mujhe ache se choda. Phir kareeb 15 min chodne ke baad, unhone apna paani meri gand mein hi chor diya. Aaj chudai mein alag hi maza aaya; ek alag hi satisfaction mila.

Phir hum dono let gaye; maine unko bola ki, “Aaj kya ho gaya tha? Faad hi dali.”

Toh woh bole ki, “Tumhe haan bol diya… isiye josh chad gaya.”

Maine unse pucha ki, “Aap mujhe share kyon karna chahte ho aur kiske sath?”

Toh woh bole ki, “Unki fantasy hain threesome karne ki.”

Maine pucha, “Phir toh aapne yeh bhi soch rakha hoga ki kiske sath karna hain.”

Toh bole ki, “Haan, soch rakha hain…”

Main threesome ke idea se thodi excited bhi thi. Toh maine unse excitement se pucha ki, “Kaun hain woh?”

Unhone bola ki unke bachpan ka dost, Rafeeq. Maine kahan, “Ok…”

Main aapko Rafeeq ke baare mein batata hoon. Woh kaka ki same age ka unke bachpan ka dost tha. Aur uski height weight kaka ke jaisa hi tha but uski lambi daadhi thi.

Rafeeq hamare ghar aata jata rehta tha aur hamare relationship ke baare mein bhi janta tha. Woh mujhe kha jaane wali nazro se dekhta tha, lekin usne kabhi koi harkat nahi ki. Uski paas mein hi chicken aur mutton ki shop thi. Maine kaayi baar uski shop par jaati thi toh woh mujhe kaafi chedta tha aur bhabhi ji keh kar bulata tha jab hum akele hote the.

Mere andar threesome ke liye mixed feeling thi lekin maine socha ki, “Try karti hoon… kya hi ho jayega?”

Maine kaka se pucha ki, “Kab aur kahan karne ki soch rahe ho aap?”

Toh woh bole ki, “Rafeeq ke room par coming Saturday per karte hain.”

Toh maine bola ki, “Okay.”

Woh bole ki, “Tum ghar par bol dena ki tum apne dost ke ghar jaa rahi ho aur wahi rukne wali ho.”

Maine bola, “Okay.”

Kaka bole ki, “Tum black wali saree pehanna aur ache se ready ho jana Rafeeq ke room par ja kar.”

Maine ‘okay’ bola aur kaka ko samaan de diya ki, “Yeh Rafeeq ke room par rakh dena pehle se hi.”

Maine didi se bola ki, “Didi, aapke paas koi push up bra hain?”

Toh unhone pucha ki, “Uska kya karegi?”

Maine bola ki, “Try karni hain.”

Toh unhone andar se ek red color ki push up bra nikal kar dee. Maine use try kiya toh usme mere boobs bahar nikal kar aa rahe the.

Phir maine didi se pucha ki, “Black colour ki nahi hain kya?”

Toh didi ne mujhe aankh maar kar pucha ki, “Kya karna hain black color ka? Kya karne wali hain tu?”

Maine bola, “Kuch nahi… bas aise hi.”

Unhone bola ki, “Black nahi hain.”

Toh maine red hi le liye. Maine panty ke liye pucha toh didi ne red colour ki matching thong panties nikal kar dee.

Maine bola, “Okay.”

Maine woh samaan le kar apne room mein aa gayi aur sab samaan kaka ko de diya jisme meri payal, red chudiya, matching jewelry aur red high heels bhi thi. Makeup ka samaan maine apne bag mein rakh liya.

Phir Saturday ki shaam ko maine mummy ko bola ki, “Maine Daksh ke ghar jaa raha hoon studies ke liye and raat mein wahi rukunga.”

Mummy ne ‘ok’ bola aur dhyan rakhne ko kaha. Maine kaha, “Thik hain.”

Phir main rikshaw pakad kar seedha Rafeeq ke flat par gayi. Kaka ne uske flat ki ek key mujhe de dee thi. Uske flat mein koi nahi tha. Main Rafeeq ke room mein na ja kar dusre room mein chali gayi.

Maine kaka ko call kiya ki, “Main aa gayi hoon.”

Toh unhone ‘okay’ bola aur bole ki, “Hum dono 6 baje tak wahan pahuch jayenge… tum ready rehna.”

Abhi 5 baj rahe the toh maine jaldi se nahane chali gayi aur apni puri body ache se saaf ki. Meri body par ek bhi baal nahi tha; full chikni aur sudol body thi meri.

Phir naha kar maine ready hone lagi. Abhi 6 bajne mein 15 min baaki thi aur main puri ready ho gayi thi. Phir maine un dono ka wait karne lagi aur smoke karne lagi. Itne mein door bell baji toh maine dekha ki kaka aur Rafeeq done aa gaye the. Rafeeq aaj kaafi khush lag raha tha aur mujhe aise dekh kar unki aankhon khuli reh gayi.

Wo bola ki, “Yeh tum ho kya?”

Toh maine sharmate hue ‘haan’ bola. Usne kaka ko bola ki, “Kya kismat hain teri… kya maal pataya hain tune!”

Phir woh dono andar aa gayi. Woh bahar se sharab aur khane ka samaan laaye the. Phir maine dusre room mein jaane lagi toh kaka bole ki, “Rafeeq ke room mein hi aa jao.”

Maine uske room par gayi toh dekha ki uska room puri tarah se suhagraat ke bed ki tarah saja hua tha aur blue light jal rahi thi. Pura room sandalwood ki khushbu se mehak raha tha. Ek madhosh karne wali feeling aa rahi thi.

Main kaafi sharma rahi thi, toh kaka bole ki, “Pegs banate hain.”

Toh Rafeeq bola ki, “Thik hain…” Woh kitchen se glasses le kar aaya, aur hum baith kar daaru peene lage.

Humne 2 pegs maare aur ab mujhe thoda nasha hone laga tha. Ab main unse khul kar baat kar rahi thi.

Toh kaka ne mujhe Rafeeq ke paas baithne ko bola. Main uske paas ja kar baithne lagi toh kheech kar usne mujhe apni godh mein baitha liya. Maine thoda shock ho gayi. Aur woh meri chinki kamar par haath ferne laga. Maine blood red lipstick lagayi hui thi.

Mere kamar se peth tak woh hath fer raha tha aur bola ki, “Aap toh ladkiyo se bhi chikni ho…”

Maine kuch nahi boli aur cigarette pee rahi thi uski godh mein baith kar. Usne mere hath se cigarette le aur ek puff mara aur mujhe de de. Bola ki, “Ab toh yeh cigarette bhi nasha kar rahi hain.”

Maine muskura dee. Phir usne mujhe apni taraf ghumaya aur apne mote kale honth meri laap mulayam hontho par rakh diye aur mujhe kiss karne laga. Shuru mein toh maine koi response nahi diya, lekin thodi der baat maine bhi response dene lagi.

Uska kiss karne ka tarika bohat amazing tha, aur woh apni zubaan mere pure muh mein ghuma raha tha. Uske haath meri blouse ke upar se mere boobs ko daba rahe the. Uski godh mein baithe hue maine uska lund feel kiya jo ab pura taan chuka tha aur mujhe chubh raha tha.

Maine thoda khade ho kar uska lund meri tango ke beech mein adjust kiya. Idhar kaka ne meri saree utharna chalu kiya aur meri puri saare utar dee. Ab Rafeeq front se mere blouse ka button kholne laga aur mere lips par kiss kiye ja raha tha.

Use mera blouse aur bra dono nikal diya. Ab main upar se puri nangi thi. Uska godh mein baith kar lip kiss kar rahi thi. Phir usne mere boobs bohat behrami se dabana start kiye. Mujhe uski roughness pasand aa rahi thi aur maine uska pura sath de rahi thi.

Refeeq mere boobs dekh kar bola ki, “Aapke toh bilkul ladki ke jaise hain.”

Maine besharmo ki tarah bola ki, “Yeh aapke dost ki meharbani hain.”

Toh hum sab hasne lage. Woh bola ki, “Ab meri meharbani se inko aur bada kar dunga.”

Maine bola, “Thik hain… main bhi yahi chahti hoon ki yeh aur bade ho jaaye.”

Waise doston, maine aapko bataya nahi lekin main chup kar breast enlargement wali pills le rahi thi. Isliye yeh normal se zyada teze se badh rahe thi.

Phir woh mere boobs par tut padha aur janwar ki tarah ek ek karke mere dono boobs peene laga. Maine madhosh ho gayi thi aur meri nazar kaka par padi toh unhe apni aur aane ka ishara kiya. Toh woh khade ho kar meri taraf aa gaye. Maine unke pajama ka nadah khola aur underwear se unka lund nikala. Maine unke lund ko dekha toh woh normal se zyada bada lag raha tha.

Unko boli ki, “Aaj kya hua isko?”

Unhone bola ki, “Aaj zyada josh aa gaya hain isme.”

Rafeeq ne mere boobs chaat chaat aur kaat kaat kar laal kar diye the aur unke upar nishan banne lage.

Maine bola ki, “Kato mat… aaram se karo.”

Woh bola ki, “Ab tak kahan chupi hue thi tum? Pehle kyon nahi mili? Maine tumse shaadi karna chata hoon.”

Toh maine bola ki, “Aapke dost hain mere hone wale pati.”

Toh woh bola ki, “Koi nahi… hum dono se shaadi kar lo…”

Toh kaka bole ki, “Haan… kyon nahi? Hum dono se kar lo shaadi…”

Maine bola ki, “Haan, kar lungi dono se shaadi.”

Main kaka ka lund chus rahi thi aur ek Rafeeq tha jo mere chuche chorne ka naam hi nahi le raha tha.

Maine bola ki, “Kha jaoge kya inko?”

Usne bola ki, “Haan, kha jaunga…”

Maine kahan, “Thik hain… kha lo…”

Upar kaka pure nange ho gaye the aur maine unka lund pyar se chus rahi thi. Iss beech maine Refeeq ka pajama ka nadha khola aur khadi ho gayi. Maine apne baalo ka juda bandha aur ghutno par baith gayi. Aur Rafeeq ka pajama aur underwear ek hi baar mein nikal diya. Andar uska lund ek kale sanp ki tarah bahar aaya.

Maine dekha ki uske lund ke tope par koi chamdi nahi thi. Uska lund bhi kaka jitna lamba tha lekin kaka se kabhi zyada mota tha. Maine uske lund ko hi ghure jaa rahi thi.

Phir woh bola ki, “Sirf dekhogi ya kuch karogi bhi?”

Main apne senses mein aayi aur uska lund pakad kar uska topa muh mein liya. Kaafi different taste tha uske lund ka. Aur uski jhaante bhi ek dum clean thi.

Toh woh bola ki, “Tumhare liye hi ki hain… Shankar ne bataya tha ki tumhe clean jhanto wala lund pasand hain.”

Maine ‘haan’ bola aur phir uska lund peene lagi.

Meri sucking dekh kar Rafeeq kaafi impressed the aur bola ki, “Kya lund chusti ho aap… aaj tak aise kisi ne nahi chusa mera lund.”

Maine besharmo ki tarah bola ki, “Dekho zara… aaj ka hoga aapke sath aaj se pehle kabhi nahi hua hoga.”

Ab maine khadi ho kar apna petri aur panties bhi utar dee. Ab main puri nangi sirf high heels mein thi. Maine kaka ko bola ki, “Ek peg aur bana do.”

Unhone hamare pegs banaye aur maine ek cigarette jalayi aur cigarette peete hue dono ke lund baari baari chusne lagi. Rafeeq ke liye yeh nazara ki sapne ki tarah tha.

Rafeeq bola ki, “Aapko toh English blue film mein hona chahiye… aap bohat hot ho.”

Maine usko bola ki, “Mera naam Rekha hain toh mujhe Rekha keh kar bulao.”

Toh usne bhi bola ki, “Mujhe bhi mere naam se bulao…”

Maine usko kahan ki, “Hamare yahan ladkiya apne pati ya hone wale pati ka naam nahi leti.”

Main yeh threesome bohat enjoy kar rahi thi. Maine khadi ho kar sofe par aa kar ghodi ban gayi aur piche dekha toh kaka aur Rafeeq khade the. Kaka ko toh pata tha ki mujhe kya chahiye. Rafeeq confuse ho gaya. Woh meri gol aur chikni gand dekhe jaa raha tha.

Maine usko bola ki, “Kuch karoge bhi ya aise hi dekhte rahoge?”

Woh apne senses mein aaya aur meri gand mein apna muh ghusa giya aur kutto ki tarah chatne laga. Woh bola ki, “Kya mast gand hain Rekha tumhari! Maza aa gaya… ab mujhe Shankar se jalan ho rahi hain ki woh itne dino se itne mast maal ke maze lut raha hain.”

Maine bola ki, “Isme inki koi galti nahi hain… main hi nahi maan rahi thi.”

Maine bola ki, “Agar mujhe pata hota ki itna maza aayega toh pehle hi aa jaati.”

Phir maine ek aur cigarette jalayi aur boli ki, “Ab tadpao mat… ab mujhe chod do.”

Kaka mere samne aa kar khade ho gaye aur Rafeeq apna lund meri gand mein dalne ki liye oil dekhne laga. Maine bola ki, “Oil rehne do… thook laga kar daal do.”

Phir Rafeeq ne apne lund par khoob saara thook lagaya aur meri gand ke ched par bhi thooka, aur apna lund pel diya ek hi jhatke mein.

Mujhe bohat dard hua aur boli ki, “Ruk jao thodi der…”

Lekin woh dhakke lagane laga toh kaka bole ki, “Ruk ja… aaj hi faad dega kya?”

Tab kahi ja kar woh ruka aur mujhe thoda aaram mila.

Phir kareeb 5 min baad maine apni gand uske lund par push ki aur usko signal mil gaya. Aur ab woh dheere dheere apna lund meri gand mein pelne laga aur uska pura lund meri gand mein chala gaya. Woh zordar dhakke lagane laga. Main saatve aasman par thi aur uska sath dene lagi.

Kaka ka lund pura andar tak le kar chus raha tha. Meri gand marte waqt Rafeeq meri gori chikni gand mein thappad maarte hue bola ki, “Kya yaar Shankar? Kya mast maal hain Rekha bhabhi! Itna maza mujhe aaj tak nahi aaya…”

Toh kaka bole ki, “Tension na le… ab yeh sirf hamari hain… jab tera mann kare, bula liya kar.”

Phir Rafeeq ne meri kamar pakdi aur zordar dhakke lagane laga. Mujhe toh laga ki yeh jaanwar aaj meri gand hi faad dega. Lekin mast zordar chudai ka maza aa raha tha.

Maine kaka ka lund muh se nikala aur boli ki, “Pehle kyon nahi kiya hume threesome? Bohat maza aa raha hain.”

Mujhpar nasha sawar ho rakha tha. Main besharmo ki tarah kisi roadside randi ki tarah chud rahi thi. Phir Rafeeq ne mujhe uthaya aur bed par le gaya. Aur meri dono tange apne kandho par rakhi, apna lund meri gand mein set kiya.

Maine boli ki, “Pura ek dhakke mein andar daal do.” Usne wahi kiya.

Aur apna lund ek dhakke mein pura andar daal diya. Mujhe thoda dard hua lekin maza bhi aaya. Phir woh aur bhi zyada wild ho gaya and meri lulli se paani nikalne laga.

Yeh dekh kar Rafeeq thoda shocked hua aur kaka ki tarah dekhne laga. Kaka bola ki, “Inke sath hota hain aisa… zyada maza aane par jhad jaati hain yeh.”

Maine bola ki, “Karte raho… main phir se aane wali hoon…” Aur 5 min mein phir se meri lulli paani chorne lagi.

Phir Rafeeq bola ki uska bhi hone wala hain aur main soch mein padh gayi ki, “Kya karu?” Aur kaka ki taraf dekhne lagi.

Kaka ne bola ki, “Andar hi nikalwalo paani… tumhara hone wala pati hain.”

Toh main muskurayi aur boli ki, “Nikal do…” Aur 2 min baad uska garam garam lava meri gaand mein chutne laga.

Main madhhosh ho gayi. Toh mere muh se “aaahhhh… aaaaahhhhhhhhhh… aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh…” ki awaz nikal rahi thi. Phir Rafeeq mere upar se utra aur barabar mein let gaya.

Maine utha kar uska lund pakda jo uske paani se sana hua tha. Uska lund abhi bhi half tight tha. Maine uska lund pakda aur chatne lagi. Rafeeq ke muh se “aah aahh” nikli.

Wo bola ki, “Rekha bhabhi… bohat zabardast maal ho aap.”

Maine boli ki, “Main aapki hone wali patni hoon toh bhabhi kyon bol rahe ho?”

Toh woh bola ki, “Haan… main toh bhool hi gaya tha… mujhe aaj tak chudai ka itna maza nahi aaya. Behanchod… ladkiya itne nakhre karti hain ki, ‘Muh mein nahi lungi… condom lagao… andar mat nikalo…’ Aur ek tum ho jisne mujhe kisi baat ke liye nahi roka. Sex mein aise hi maza aata hain.”

Main boli ki, “Main khud bohat bhukhi hoon aur tumhare dost ko maine hi pataya tha… woh toh darr rahe the.”

Woh bole ki, “Haan, mujhe pata hain ki kaise tum khud Shankar ki baahon mein ja let gayi thi.”

Maine bola ki, “Inka lund hi aisa hain ki koi bhi inko liye pagal ho jaaye…”

Phir Rafeeq bola ki, “Aur mera lund?”

Maine bola ki, “Aapka bhi zabarst lund hain… main bohat lucky hoon ki do alag alag tarah ke lund ek sath le rahi hoon.”

Itne mein maine kaka ko bola ki, “Aap kya wait kar rahe ho? Aapko nahi chorna mere upar?”

Toh woh bole ki, “Tum thak gaye hoge… thoda rest kar lo.”

Maine boli ki, “Nahi… mujhe bas ek peg de do aur apna lund andar daal do.”

Maine peg peeya, cigarette jalayi aur kaka ne mujhe leta kar lund andar pel diya. Unka lund easily andar chala gaya kyunki Rafeeq ka paani meri gand se abhi bhi nikal raha tha. Main cigarette peeti hue ek rand ki tarah apne aashiq se chud rahi thi. Maine Rafeeq ka lund pakda jo ab bilkul sukad gaya tha. Aur use peene lagi.

Rafeeq bola ki, “Kya kar rahi ho? Abhi thoda time lagega ise wapas khada hone mein.”

Maine bola ki, “Ruko aur dekho…”

Main Rafeeq ki moti moti balls ko chatne lagi aur chusne lagi. Rafeeq pagal sa ho gaya aur bola ki, “Kya yaar! Rekha, kahan se seekha yeh sab?”

Main kuch nahi boli aur kabhi uske balls aur kabhi uska lund chusti rahi. Uska lund dheere dheere wapas khada ho gaya aur woh hairan ho kar bola ki, “Yeh kaise kiya tumne.”

Maine bola ki, “Talent hain…” Phir uska muh pakad kar apne boobs par rakh diya aur usko chusne ko boli.

Idhar kaka meri gand chudai kar rahe the aur woh Rafeeq mere boobs choos raha tha. Bohat maza aa raha tha. Room pura mehak raha tha. Blue light aur zayda mahol ko madhosh bana rahi thi. Aur main yahan kisi randi ki tarah apne aashiq aur usko dost se chud rahi thi.

Kaka ne bhi apna maal mere andar jhaad diya aur mere paas let gaye. Main nangi red heels pehni do mardo ke beech mein padi hui thi. Phir humne naha kar dinner kiya aur raat bhar chudai ki. 3-3 shots lagaye meri gand sooz gayi thi. Mere boobs pure laal ho gaye the. Main dono ke maal mein sani hui thi.

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Hello friends. I’m Venkatesan. I’m 19 years old from Coimbatore. I have a dusky skin tone and slim body type. I’m here to share with you my second intercourse with my hot step-mother, Diana Maria Kuriakose.

She is an uber hot woman with milky white skin tone, brown hair, plump arms with a 34C bust and no visible belly fat. My father married her in July 2024. In my previous story, I had shared with you how I managed to seduce and convince her to be my fuck buddy.

We had our first intercourse on 25th March 2025. In continuation of that, I lay down on the bed and fell asleep for a while. I woke up at 5:50 pm. As I got up from the bed, I noticed my t-shirt, trousers and underwear on the floor.

Diana should have dropped it in my room, so that my father doesn’t notice it in the living room once he is back home. I dressed up and went down. Diana was sitting on the sofa, sipping her tea. Seeing me, she asked with a smile, “Woke up, sweetie? You’ll have tea?”

I signalled to her, asking if my dad was back home. Diana chuckled and said, “Don’t worry. He landed only at 5:15 pm. We actually made a calculation mistake. His flight was at 3:15 pm. So, he would land only after 2 hours.”

I sarcastically replied to her, “When did I think, babe? You had hijacked my mind with bedroom thoughts for the last 8 months. So, whatever you said, I kept saying Yes.” Diana laughed out loud. I then told her, “Come, let’s make tea together then.” Saying that, I wrapped my arms around her waist from behind.

Diana turned around towards me within my clutches and whispered, “Your dad would be here any moment. Not now.” I replied to her, “He can only reach till the portico. He can enter the house only if we open the door. So, why take tension?”

Diana placed her palms on my shoulder and asked sarcastically, “So, now my boy’s brain is working, is it?” I replied with the same sarcasm, “I’ve heard sex relaxes a person a lot. I’m experiencing it now.” Raising her eyebrows, Diana asked, “Is it? Good to know.”

Gazing at her lips, I said, “So, come, mummy, let’s kiss.” Diana chuckled and said, “Shit. Never say that again. No one in this world would ask his mother for a kiss.” I asked a double-meaning question, “Why? Every mother kisses her son.” Diana quickly responded, “Well, not the way you are asking for.”

Gazing closely at her rosy lips, I whispered, “Yes, till 23rd July 2024. I would also say this kind of relationship between a mother and son is bad. But then a sultry, hot babe came into my life as a mother and changed my thought process. Come, let’s kiss now.”

Diana giggled in shyness and opened her mouth. In no time, we locked lips and started kissing sensually. She rolled her arms around my neck. I grabbed her waist over her kurthi and we smooched romantically, sucking each other’s lips and digging our tongues into each other’s mouths.

As we smooched, I rolled one of my arms around her waist and groped her boobs with my other hand. Diana got a little intense as I groped her boobs. She started pushing her face against mine, and I pushed her back. I made her stand with her back resting on the wall.

After a really long, intense, and deep smooch, we paused and slowly pulled our lips and tongue from each other’s mouths. Breathing heavily, she whispered, “I love you, sweetie.” I said, “I love you, too, baby.”

Seeing her milky white, plumy arms, I told her, “Your milky white, plumy arms are too tempting. I feel like eating them off.” She replied, saying, “You and I are going to be together at home all day for the next few months. When your dad is away for office or business trips, you are free to eat me head-to-toe.”

I was super excited to hear that. I asked her, “Like husband and wife on their honeymoon?” She nodded her head with a smile, saying, “Yes”. We sucked each other’s lips sensually a couple of times. Diana asked me to switch on the lights in all rooms as it was already dark.

She went inside the kitchen to make tea for me. As I was switching on the lights, my dad came back. The evening went on with all 3 of us having general chats, giggles, and laughter. My dad was also enquiring about how I performed in my final exams.

One hour after dinner, Diana changed to a loose-fitting, sleeveless orange maxi. Her maxi was tight only at one spot. That is, her bust, which was protruding to the front. She was not wearing a bra as her fat nipples were clearly visible over her maxi dress. I was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

Stepping out of her bedroom on the ground floor, Diana pointed at her maxi and signalled to me as to how she was looking. I signalled back to her that she looked super hot. My dad was in the washroom at that time.

All 3 of us were chatting and watching TV. At 11:30 pm, my dad said he was tired and was going to bed. He asked Diana if she was also coming. But Diana said she would come in sometime. As my dad closed his bedroom door, I rolled my arms around her shoulders and tried digging my palm into her maxi.

Diana stopped me and said, “If you want to do this, switch off all lights first.” I quickly switched off the lights in the living room, kitchen and the staircase lights. It was just the light from the TV that was beaming into the room. I sat beside her and rolled my hand around her shoulders again.

This time, Diana came closer and rested her shoulder over my chest, allowing me to dig my palm inside her maxi. I groped her spongy, musk-filled melons and squeezed her fat, hard nipples with my thumb and forefinger. I continued groping her for some time.

And on her part, Diana dug her hand into my trousers and stroked my hard dick gently. After a few minutes of silent groping and stroking, we started talking in a very low voice. I asked her, “Can we go upstairs to my room?”

Diana rejected it upfront, saying, “No way. When we have a full day to have risk-free sex, then why take unnecessary risks?”

I said, “That’s correct, but sex during the night is always special, right?”

Diana kissed my cheek and said, “Then you need to wait for your dad’s next business trip. We can have sex all night and sleep all day. We are definitely going to have some intense moments tomorrow morning once your dad is off to the office. You need to control till then. So, see if you want to masturbate and relax your body for the night.”

I said, “No. I have already wasted litres of my semen inside the toilet commode thinking of you. I will preserve it till morning for you and our future child.” Diana said, “That’s so sweet. But you are serious about having a kid with me?”

I said, “I’ll be proud to be the father of your child. I have never imagined that I would get a chance to become a father of such a beautiful woman’s child. My dad would also be happy on his side, thinking he has succeeded at the age of 50.”

With a stunned look, Diana asked, “You have thought through so much?” I said, “Let’s not think anymore but just be normal like husband & wife. Whatever happens subsequently, we’ll accept it.” Diana sarcastically replied, “Ok, Mr. Philosoher.” We giggled at that.

At around 12:45 am, Diana said, “I’m going to bed.” I said, “I’ll also go up.” She said, “No, wait for another 10 minutes. Let it not seem as if we left together, allowing him any room for doubts.” I stayed back for another 15 minutes and then went to bed.

I woke up at 8:30 am. As I came down, my dad was having breakfast. I sat at the dining table. Diana gave me coffee. She was still in her orange maxi. My dad left for work at 9:15 am after breakfast and tea. I was sitting in the dining area waiting for Diana to send my dad off and come inside the house.

Diana came in, closed the door and latched it on the top. She then turned towards me. By saying, “The wait is almost over,” she walked towards me. She stood near me in the dining area. She rolled her hand around my neck.

She whispered in my ear, “It’s just you and me now, baby”, and started biting my ears sensually. I turned my head towards her. Grabbing the hair on her head, I jammed my lips over her lips. We started smooching hard. As we kissed, Diana slowly sat over my lap and rolled her arms around my neck.

Both of us were so engrossed in each other that we could not stop kissing once we started. After some long and deep smooch, we paused to catch our breath. I whispered to her, “I’m very hungry, babe. Diana asked me, “What do you want to eat?”

I replied, “Just as you offered yesterday, I want to eat you from head to toe. To start with, I’ll have some soup and pasta.” Diana gave a confused look and asked, “Which soup and pasta are you talking about?” I said, “The same soup and pasta between your fleshy legs, babe.”

Diana raised her eyebrows with a smile and asked, “Are you serious?” I placed my finger on her lips and said, “Enough of talking now. I’m hungry. C’mon feed me, Mom.” Diana chuckled and said, “Oh my god. Don’t say mom in such wrong instances.”

Without replying to her, I lifted Diana and placed her on the dining table. It’s a 5-foot-long and 3-foot-wide marble top dining table. Diana sat on the dining table in a lengthwise direction with her feet on the edge of the table and resting her palms behind her. I sat in the chair right in front of her.

I dug my hands into her maxi, grabbed her sky-blue pants on either side of her waist and pulled them down her thighs and legs. I removed her panties and dropped them on the floor. I lifted her maxi to her waist. The sight of her wet black and pink pussy got me drooling instantly.

Her pussy smelled like sour curd. I was only bothered to eat her pussy rather than thinking about how it smelled. In fact, I have dealt with this smell day in and day out as I consume curd almost every day. Seeing her wet, multilayered, wrinkled, black, and pink lines of pussy I was both drooling and sweating.

I took off my t-shirt. I stood in front of Diana. I bent down and grabbed her fleshy buttocks from underneath. Diana slowly started to ask, “Are you sure about this?” Before she could complete her question, I plunged my face between her legs.

Diana gasped, blowing air out of her mouth as I literally started eating her soupy pasta. She held my head with one hand and started to moan out loud as I sucked and licked her pussy. Her pussy looked like 4 wrinkled black lines next to each other and a pink inner layer between the 2nd and 3rd line.

I went on to dig my tongue inside the outer black wrinkled lines of her pussy and licked the pink flesh inside it. I loved the soft, slippery texture of her pussy lips. Diana continued to moan out loud. She was moaning both in a pleading tone and also blowing air out of her mouth.

I further went on to dig my tongue into that tiny wrinkled hole at the bottom of her pussy. Diana tightened her hold on the hair on my head as I dug my tongue into her pussy. She was making snake-like hissing sounds and moaning louder and louder as I got deeper into her pussy.

She even lifted her buttocks from the dining table and literally was feeding her pussy to me. I had about half my tongue inside her pussy as I rolled my tongue inside her by engulfing her pussy into my mouth.

After hogging hard on my sumptuous soupy pasta breakfast, I slowly withdrew my tongue from her pussy. Lastly, I kissed her dark pussy lips tightly a couple of times. I looked up at Diana. She looked down at me with her eyes half open. Grabbing my head, she pulled me up.

I stood up and dragged her closer to the edge of the table. Diana placed her hands on my shoulders, breathing heavily. I quickly pulled her maxi strap down her arms. Diana removed her hands from her maxi strap, allowing her maxi to fall to her belly.

She rolled her arms around my neck, and we started kissing sensually. As we kissed, Diana slipped her hands down. Rubbing my hard dick over my trousers, she pulled my trousers down. I was not wearing underwear as I knew I was going to stay nude all day.

She got my trousers down to my knees, and I removed my legs from them, allowing them to slip down on the floor. Sucking her lips sensually, I pulled her maxi down from her belly. Diana lifted her buttocks, allowing me to remove her maxi. I removed her maxi and hung it on the dining chair.

Both of us were completely nude, and both of us were so horny that we started talking rubbish, not bothering about the sanctity of the words we spoke. We hugged tightly and enjoyed feeling each other’s bodies, and started whispering to each other. I said, “Let’s have some sex, Mommy.”

Diana was even more horny, where she started saying things in a pleading tone, “My baby wants to have sex with mommy? Come baby. Let’s have sex.” She sat on the edge of the dining table and rolled her legs around my waist. My hard dick was pressing against her pussy, with my tight balls hanging in the air.

With one hand on the back of my neck, Diana pushed my dick down her pussy and placed it on the pussy hole at the bottom. I slid my hands from her soft, sweaty waist and grabbed the upper part of her buttocks. With my dick stuck in her tiny, wrinkled pussy hole.

Diana tightened her grip by pressing her legs over my buttocks and dragging me closer. At the same time, I also grabbed her buttocks and pulled her closer to me, making my dick penetrate smoothly inside her pussy. It made a sticky sound as my dick slowly and smoothly penetrated deep inside her pussy.

Diana sneaked her hands around my waist and held my shoulders from behind. She banged her face into my chest. I held her buttocks and started fucking her hard with my dick almost fully inside her. I loved the friction between my hard dick and her tight pussy flesh.

I kept stroking my dick hard and deep inside her pussy. We began to sweat heavily as we fucked intensely. As we continued to fuck hard, Diana rolled her hands around my chest and hugged me tight and started biting my shoulder. I lifted her on my waist with my dick fully inside her pussy.

Diana started to jump up and down, sitting on my waist. I stopped fucking her as she started moving her waist up and down. I held her buttocks from underneath. As she continued jumping, sitting on my waist with my dick deep inside her, my fingers slowly started sneaking between her buttocks.

I could feel her soggy asshole at the tip of my fingers. Diana got even more aroused with my fingers caressing her asshole. She kissed my cheek. I turned my face towards her and we started smooching lavishly. The deep, intense intercourse, along with the sloppy smooch, brought my dick to life again.

I felt serious tickles running up from my tight balls through the length of my dick. With my cum gushing through my dick, I lost balance a little as my legs started trembling. I quickly placed Diana back on the dining table. I pulled my hands off her asshole and rolled one of my hands around her wet waist.

Grabbing the hair on her head with my other hand, I pressed her face hard over mine and kissed her tightly. Diana slowly bent her upper body backwards, taking me down along with her. She lay flat on the dining table with her legs hanging in the air.

I was standing like a reverse “L” with my feet on the ground and my upper body bent and pressing tightly over her body. I ejaculated deep inside her pussy with our tongues tangled with each other inside our mouths. We moved together like waves as I splashed my semen in multiple instalments deep inside her pussy.

As I finished ejaculating, I slowly tried to pull my lips and tongue out of her mouth. Diana also slowly receded from kissing. I stood on the floor, but my upper body was still tightly pressed against Diana’s body. Both of us had bathed in sweat. We were trying to get our breath back.

I slowly removed my hand from underneath her head, and the other hand stuck under her waist. Diana slept with her hands extended straight over her head. The inner flesh of my dick was still stuck inside her pussy. Holding Diana’s wrists over her head, I sensually sucked her lower lips a couple of times.

Diana also responded by locking her lips with mine gently. I then slowly got up from her spongy body, pulled my softened dick out of her pussy and sat on the chair behind me. In a few seconds, Diana slowly got up and sat on the dining table by hanging her legs down.

Both of us were tired. We gazed and smiled at each other romantically. I was so happy that I got to fuck a gorgeous woman like her. I told Diana in a low voice, “Thanks for the sumptuous breakfast. It was so yum and spicy.”

Diana shook her head and sarcastically said, “I also loved feeding you your breakfast. But don’t call yourself a vegetarian at the dining table anymore.” We giggled at it, and I winked at her.

She continued saying, “You literally ate my pussy, kiddo. I won’t be surprised if I have a big hollow hole between my legs now. That was so intense.” I replied, saying, “Well, I couldn’t stop. I wanted more & more once I started eating your pussy.” We exchanged a kiss with each other with a broad smile.

Diana lifted her legs and placed them on my knees. Rubbing my thighs with her feet, she asked, “So what next?” I signalled her to get down and sit on my lap. Diana readily agreed. She got down from the dining table and sat sideways on my lap.

She rolled one of her arms around my shoulders and placed her other hand on my chest. I rolled one of my arms around her glowing, sweaty waist and placed my other hand on her thighs. We gazed at each other’s lips for a couple of seconds and started sucking each other’s lips gently a few times.

I whispered to her, “You are so hot, mommy. Actually, you look like a foreigner with such a white skin tone.”

Diana rubbed her nose against mine in a friendly manner and whispered, “And you are my rockstar. Actually, my bang-star. I love the way you come so deep inside me and the fierce intercourse we had both yesterday and now. I actually feel bad that I wasted 5 golden months of my life. I saw you as a kid. And even yesterday, I wanted that web series as a catalyst to make up my mind to sleep with you. Otherwise, there is nothing much different between two days ago and yesterday. Except that you had given all your exams and are out of school.”

I replied to her sarcastically, “For your kind information, I’m no longer a kid. In fact, I’m not even a boy now. I’m a man from the time I lost my virginity yesterday.”

Diana laughed out loud and said, “Seriously? Losing one’s virginity turns a boy into a man. For your kind information, even your moustache has not started growing properly, kiddo.”

I groped her little sagging boobs as she laughed at me and said, “You have 1 year to time. I want to drink your milk by then.” Diana replied, “It all depends on you. Your dad doesn’t even come inside me properly, but expects me to conceive.”

I asked her, “Oh, seriously?” She put her tongue out and said, “Not sure if that was appropriate to share with you, but just said it in a flow.” I cleared the air with her, saying, “There is nothing inappropriate between us since yesterday. Everything is open between us, just like how we are literally right now. Deal?”

Diana looked at me for a couple of seconds and then nodded her head affirmatively, saying, “Yes, deal.” I then reiterated to her, saying, “So, as I said, you have one year. Till then, I can suck your nipples dry. But after a year, I want to drink your milk from these spongy milk bags.”

She replied, saying, “I’m not sure if I’ll get pregnant in this cycle as I’ll have my period in the next 6 days.” I replied, “Don’t worry. I’m all yours for the next couple of months. I’ll ensure to make you pregnant before my public exam results are announced. Even if you get your periods in 6 days from now, you won’t get your next period for the next few years after that.”

Saying that I squeezed her milky white boobs hard. Looking closely at my lips, Diana whispered, “I’ll wait for the day I get pregnant with your kid. In fact, I would love to have a kid. Let’s hope it happens in the next cycle.” We gazed at each other’s lips for a few seconds.

Diana stuck her tongue out and started kissing me lavishly. I loved the way we get into a tongue fight every time we smooch with our mouths wide open. We kissed sloppily for some time. We withdrew our lips and tongues from each other’s mouths.

I went down with a flow and engulfed her light brown mammae into my mouth and sucked her hard, fat nipples. After playing with her spongy musk melons and nipples for a while, I slowly lifted my face and looked up at her.

Raising her eyebrows, Diana asked, “So what next?” I said, “Let’s have a shower together?” I’ll soap your body and you soap mine. Diana said, “Sounds great.” We got up from the chair and walked towards the bathroom inside her bedroom hand-in-hand.

I’ll continue our third encounter in the next story.

So, friends, this was my second sexual intercourse with my sultry & gorgeous step-mother, Diana. Please let me know your feedback about doing kinky dirty stuff with her behind my selfish father’s back. You could also write to me at my email ID: [email protected].

Hi guys, this is Harsha back again with one more part of Swathi’s sexual adventures.

Irfan got up and went into the bedroom to see Swathi. He saw Swathi nude, relaxing on the bed with my cum on her body. He wished Swathi. Swathi quickly covered her body with a blanket and wished him back. Irfan came out and asked me if I’m done with Swathi.

Me: I’m done, you can enjoy her.

Irfan: No, Harsha, I want to makeover Swathi now. So if you don’t have to fuck her anymore for the day, I will proceed with the makeover and will call my cousin to finish up the things.

Me: Well, it’s still evening na, make your cousin’s plan for later tonight. In the meantime, Swathi will also rest. You can start her makeover and make-up after dinner.

Irfan: Okay, Harsha.

Irfan came back and sat on the sofa. We were talking. Swathi slept for some time and woke up around 7. As soon as she woke up, she wore a nighty and went into the other bedroom where her baby was sleeping.

She woke up her baby, fed her with some milk, and the baby slept again. Swathi went for a bath and came. I ordered food for 4 of us. We all had dinner and by 8:30 all works are done.

Irfan: Swathi, how are you feeling now?

Swathi: I’m ok, Irfan.

Irfan: This is Sharif, my friend and a makeup artist. He will makeover you now if you are ready.

Swathi: Makeover? Why is it needed?

Irfan: Just a small satisfaction for my cousin. Please cooperate.

Irfan opened his bag and handed over a cover to Swathi.

Irfan: Please wear this saree, and by the way, please wear white Bra and panties for this saree. Once you are done wearing this saree, Shariff will start the make-up process.

Swathi said Ok, took the cover, and went into the bedroom. After some time, she called Irfan, and he went in, and after some time, Irfan called Shariff into the bedroom. I was sitting in the hall and working on my laptop. After some 40-45 minutes, all three came out of the bedroom.

I was stunned to see Swathi. She was made to wear a white saree with a golden border and a white blouse, which was fully transparent. Her white bra is clearly visible over the blouse. Her navel is clearly visible from the saree as well.

They kept jasmine flowers in Swathi’s loose hair, applied makeup to her face, and put on lipstick. Damn, she was really hot like a just-married girl going into her first night room.

I got up from the sofa, went and hugged Swathi after seeing her beauty.

Me: Wow, dear, what a beauty you are. You are damn gorgeous, Swathi. God must have created you specially.

Irfan: True, Harsha.

I hugged her again.

Me: Irfan, by the time your cousin comes, I’ll have one round with Swathi.

Irfan: No, no, Harsha, please. We can have her again tomorrow. Please, please don’t mind me. Again, the makeup will be lost. Please understand.

Me: It’s ok, ok, don’t worry. But I warn you, Irfan. If this pretty doll gets hurt more, it means I won’t accept

Irfan: No, Harsha, why will she get hurt? I’m doing this all with her consent only.

Irfan called his cousin and asked him to come fast. Irfan took a bottle out from his bag and asked me to come and have a peg, and also offered Sharif one peg. We three started to have our drinks, and Swathi sat in the bedroom with the AC on.

After some time, there was a knock on the main door. Irfan said it would be my cousin and went to open the door. His cousin came. Irfan introduced him to me.

Irfan: Harsha, this is my cousin brother Yousuf.

Me: Hello, Yousuf, take your seat and have a peg.

Yousuf is the same age as me. He wore a pyjama and trousers. Yousuf sat on the sofa. Irfan called Swathi, and she came out. Irfan introduced Yousuf to Swathi. Yousuf scanned Swathi from top to bottom with his lusty eyes. Yousuf and Swathi spoke for a while.

After some time, Swathi went inside the bedroom again.

Yousuf: Wow, bhayya, she is super gorgeous. I can’t wait anymore.

Irfan: Abey… Be cool, you will get what you want. Come and have some drinks first.

Irfan made a peg to Yousuf and handed it over to him. After some 15 minutes, Swathi called me to come inside. I got up and was about to go into the bedroom.

Irfan: Harsha, please, please don’t do anything now. Please

Me: Arey It’s ok Irfan? She called me in, I have to go and see na what she wanted.

Saying this, I went into the bedroom. Swathi said she got her first period post-delivery. I was stunned to hear that.

Me: Oh, your friend is waiting outside to send his cousin to bed with you. But you got your period now. What should we do?

I called Irfan and said the same. At first, he is disappointed. He asked Swathi if there was any way. I got angry and said to postpone the program to another day. Irfan was disappointed and said We may not get this time. Seeing his disappointed face, Swathi spoke to Irfan.

Swathi: Irfan, I can understand your situation, but having sex during periods is very painful, and there will be high chances of pregnancy. If you assure and promise me that he will be smooth and use a condom, then I can go to bed with him.

Hearing this, Irfan got excited and thanked Swathi. He also assured her that all her requests would be met and went out to get his cousin and finish the task. I got really angry at Swathi for agreeing to get fucked even during her period. I shouted at her and went out of the room and sat on the sofa.

Irfan was speaking to his cousin. He gave Yousuf a tablet, and Yousuf swallowed the tablet and gave him a pack of condoms. The tablet was a Viagra.

I sat for a while, and I said to Irfan that I would be sleeping in the other small bedroom. Irfan said ok.

I went in and closed the small bedroom door. In the small bedroom, there’s a hole between the common wall of the Master bedroom and the small bedroom, which was made for AC pipes. I can see what’s happening in the main bedroom clearly if I stand up on a chair and peek through the hole.

Luckily, there’s a table in that room. I pulled that table and stood on it, and started to see what was happening in the room with Swathi. Swathi was still sitting alone on the bed.

After a couple of minutes, Yousuf entered the bedroom, closed the door, and locked it from inside. Yousuf kept the condom packs on the bed and quickly undressed himself and became nude. Swathi saw him and stood up. Yousuf went straight to Swathi and hugged her and kissed her lips.

He started licking her lips and inserted his tongue and explored her mouth. He kissed Swathi’s neck and earlobes. Turned her towards the wall and kissed her back over her blouse. He untied the blouse’s back shoulder thread. He then stood behind Swathi.

From behind, he pressed Swathi’s boobs over her blouse. For some time, he squeezed them. Swathi was moaning and telling him to be gentle and smooth. Yousuf didn’t listen to Swathi. He then came forward, kissed her cleavage and her boobs on her blouse.

Then he unhooked her blouse and saw her boobs over her bra. He pushed Swathi’s mangalsutra aside, and he went crazy after seeing her white skin under her blouse, and squeezed her boobs again. The bra became wet as the milk leaked due to his pressing.

Yousuf was confused at first why her bra was wet. He might have thought due to the sweat. He then unhooked her bra from her back and kissed her bare back. Then Yousuf turned and faced Swathi, removed her bra, threw it aside, and saw her bare boobs with brown nipples.

Swathi: Hey… Please be smooth, I’m hearing only na…not running away na.

Yousuf: My name is Yousuf.

Swathi: Ok, Yousuf. Please be gentle and soft.

Yousuf: You are really beautiful. I haven’t seen a woman like you.

Saying this, Yusuf held her cheeks and kissed her lips again in a standing position only. After kissing her lips for some time, Yousuf untied the knot of Swathi’s petticoat, and it fell on the floor. Swathi was only in her panties now. Yousuf kneeled and kissed her thighs and licked her panties.

After some time, Yousuf lowered her panties and saw Swathi’s hairy pussy. He totally removed her panties and kept his hand on Swathi’s pussy and started rubbing it slowly. Swathi started to moan. Her moans gradually increased as Yousuf increased his hand speed more into her hairy pussy and harder.

After some time of rubbing Swathi’s pussy, Swathi was unable to stand due to Yousuf rubbing her pussy. Yousuf left Swathi’s pussy and kissed her lips again. Yousuf saw his hand, and it was a bit red with blood. He also saw her pussy, and there was blood on her pussy.

Yousuf: Hey, Swathi, are you a virgin?

Swathi: No (in a low voice)

Yousuf: Then what is this blood?

Swathi: I’m on my period.

Yousuf: whatt!! Then is it ok if I fuck you now?

Swathi: You can, but please be slow and smooth.

Yousuf: This is my first time experiencing a lady, and you are Such a bitch getting fucked by me even during your period.

Yousuf stood up and went to Swathi’s boobs and took Swathi’s right nipple in his mouth. Yousuf was surprised.

Yousuf: OMG, you are lactating as well. Did you have a baby recently?

Swathi: Yes.

Yousuf: Wow, that’s great. I’m getting a bitch who’s on her period and also lactating like a cow. That’s great. I will make you my randi bitch for tonight.

Yousuf’s dick was already fully erected due to the viagra pill. Yousuf started kissing Swathi’s lips and pressed her boobs. They both went to bed.

Swathi: Yousuf, you should wear a condom.

Yousuf: Why do you want me to use a condom, my sexy bitch

Swathi: You have to use it. It’s for the safety of both of us.

Yousuf: This is my first time experience, and I don’t want to ruin it by wearing a condom. I will fuck you without a condom now.

Swathi: No, Yousuf, you have to wear.

Yousuf: See, don’t make me angry now, else I have to force fuck you and hit you.

Swathi: What the hell? I will call Irfan.

Yousuf slapped Swathi’s face very hard and got over her and pinned her hands against the bed with his left hand. Yousuf couldn’t wait anymore, guided his fully erected dick with his right hand, and entered Swathi’s period bleeding pussy in a single go. Swathi groaned in pain.

Yousuf, after completely entering her pussy, pinned her hands with his hands and started ramming her pussy. His stroking was very loud. Each time he stroked Swathi, the sound of hitting between the two bodies was clearly audible to me.

Swathi was moaning and shaking like a fish that fell out of water due to the period’s pain and Yousuf’s fucking. After some time, Swathi started crying and shouting at Yousuf to be slow. Tears rolled from Swathi’s eyes.

Yousuf left her hands and started squeezing her milky boobs, and continued fucking her pussy in missionary style. Swathi’s milk was oozing out from her nipples due to Yousuf’s squeezing. After nearly 10 minutes of fucking, Swathi was about to reach her orgasm and was trying to push Yousuf.

But she couldn’t push him due to his strong grip. After some time, Swathi reached her orgasm, but Yousuf didn’t stop his strokes to her pussy. Swathi was shivering with her eyes fading away during her orgasm. After some time, Yousuf slowed down his pace and removed his dick from her pussy.

I thought he might have reached his climax and cum inside her. But I was wrong, he didn’t cum. Due to the viagra pill he took, his dick is still very much erect with some blood stains from Swathi’s.

Swathi: Please leave me for a while.

Yousuf: What is this bitch. You have been fucked many times, and still you can’t tolerate my virgin dick.

Swathi: Please leave me. I can’t do it for some time.

Yousuf gave Swathi 2-3 minutes to relax, and meanwhile, he was rubbing his dick.
After some 5 minutes…

Yousuf: Come on, get up. We don’t have time.

Swathi: No, please. No, I can’t.

Yousuf slapped Swathi again, and this time he slept on the bed and made Swathi sit above him. Yousuf took his dick and guided it inside her pussy again and asked Swathi to ride his dick. Swathi couldn’t jump on his dick and was riding very slowly.

Yousuf was slapping her boobs and asking her to ride his dick. He was also squeezing Swathi’s boobs, and the milk was falling on Yusuf’s face like a jet. Swathi’s boobs became red from his slapping. After some 5 minutes of unsatisfactory riding by Swathi, Yousuf stopped her.

He made her sit in a doggy position, and he stood on the bed behind her, and from the back, Yousuf fucked her pussy again in a doggy style. He continued fucking her pussy for 10 more minutes, and finally he cum inside her pussy and released a load of his white fluid inside her and collapsed on her back.

Swathi was very silent and was breathing heavily. I can see her pussy was dripping cum mixed with her period’s blood. Her hair was a mess with the flowers. Both took a rest for some time. Swathi was tired and sleepy due to the fucking.

Yousuf: Common bitch, get up, let’s continue.

Swathi: I’m done. You have fucked me enough, na. Please leave me now.

Yousuf: No, I’m not done yet. I have many things to do with you. Get up bitch.

Yousuf again made Swathi pose in a doggy style, and this time he entered her anal hole. With all the energy left in Swathi, she gave a loud grunt, moan, and was moaning very loudly and shouting, “Please be slow…apply some oil, please…”
Her moans were very loud. Irfan from outside the room knocked on the door and said to Yousuf multiple times to be smooth. But Yousuf didn’t listen to anyone and did it his way. Swathi collapsed on the bed after a few minutes.

Yousuf allowed her to be on the bed, and he spread her legs apart and continued fucking her anal. Swathi was moaning in a low voice. He cum inside her anal hole after some time and relaxed for some time again. Then Yousuf fucked Swathi in different positions till 2 AM.

Finally, he left Swathi and sat aside on the bed. I can see Swathi was a dead rubber breathing beside him on the bed. Her body was full of cum, slapping marks, and bite marks. I was watching this show from the AC vent hole in the wall.

After some time, Yousuf dressed up, opened the bedroom door, and went to the hall. I quickly went to the room door and opened it slightly to listen to the conversation. Irfan was still awake. He was sitting on the sofa. He stood up and went to Yousuf.

Irfan: What, Rey… How was it? Did you enjoy?

Yousuf smiled and hugged Irfan.

Irfan: Shabash…. You have enjoyed it a lot.

Hearing these conversations, Shariff woke up from his sleep, who was sleeping on the floor. Yousuf went and sat on the sofa. Irfan went into the bedroom and saw Swathi on the bed, just sleeping with her body totally messed with cum.

Irfan came out and said beside Yousuf.

Irfan: Arey Yousuf, you have destroyed her holes.

Yousuf smiled.

Irfan: She moaned and shouted very loudly due to your fucking.

Yousuf: What can I do, brother? This is my first time fucking a lady, and Swathi is really beautiful. Moreover, she has milk in her breasts, which made me crazy. I drank her milk too.

Irfan: I know (smiling)

Yousuf: Bhai, she got her period too. I fucked her without wearing a condom.

Irfan: Chalo, it’s ok. Take some rest and we will go in sometime.

Shariff came to Irfan.

Shariff: Irfan, your cousin enjoyed a lot today.

Irfan: yeah (laughing)

Shariff: You showed me a tasty biryani, but you didn’t allow me to have it.

Irfan: What…what biryani, Shariff?

Shariff: I’ve made Swathi ready with the make-up for your cousin like a hot, tasty biryani. But I didn’t taste the biryani.

Irfan laughed loudly.

Irfan: I got your wish, Shariff, but Swathi is all messy and dirty, filled with cum now. I think she can’t take more for today.

Shariff: Why do you think so? You say yes to me, and I will complete my work with her.

Irfan: ok, go and do whatever you want.

Shariff went inside the bedroom and locked it from inside. I closed my room door and went and stood on the table again to see from the vent hole what Shariff does to Swathi. Shariff took her saree, which was on the floor, and cleaned and whipped the cum on her pussy and anus holes.

While the Sheriff was doing this, Swathi was slowly moaning. Shariff quickly undressed himself and went over to Swathi. He kissed her lips and sucked her boobs for some time, and his dick got erect, and he fucked Swathi’s pussy. Swathi was moaning very slowly.

He fucked her for some time, released his cum inside her pussy, and left Swathi. Shariff dressed up and went back to the hall. Irfan was waiting outside. Shariff smiled and looked at Irfan

Irfan: Yousuf and Shariff, I will also fuck her and come.

Irfan also went into the bedroom and fucked her for some time. Irfan fucked both her pussy and her anal and released his cum. Irfan took some 30 minutes for fucking Swathi. Later, she left her and went to the hall. All three were relaxing in the hall, and Swathi was in the bedroom without any noise.

Yousuf: Irfan bhai, shall we do a gangbang of her as we see in porn videos?

Irfan: Arey you sure she’s not in a situation to do a group sex now?

Yousuf: Common bhai, again I won’t get the opportunity as I will get busy with my marriage work.

Irfan: I know. But she is all exhausted and won’t even get up till morning.

Yousuf: Bhai, we will pour cool water on her and she will wake up. Please, bhai, come, let’s do it.

Irfan: ok, Shariff, you also join us.

Yousuf went to the refrigerator, took a cool water bottle, and poured it on Swathi’s face. Due to the coolness, Swathi woke up and sat on the bed, and started to breathe heavily. All three fucked her in her holes.

Swathi was unable to open her mouth for a mouth fuck. So they three exchanged their places and sandwiched her by fucking her holes together. They squeezed Swathi’s boobs multiple times and drained all her milk out of her boobs.

They left her after nearly an hour of fucking.

Irfan: Let’s stay here only, and we will go in the morning.

All slept in the bedroom only. Swathi in the middle, and Irfan and Yousuf on either side of Swathi. Shariff slept on the floor. I slept after some time. I woke up very late the next day, around 11 AM, due to Swathi’s baby crying.

I got up, prepared formula milk, and gave it to the baby. The baby drank the milk and slept after some time. I climbed up the table and peeped through. All four are still sleeping. Irfan and Shariff woke up at 1:30 PM. Irfan tried to wake up Yousuf. But he didn’t wake up due to his heavy fuck activity last night.

Swathi was slightly moving due to the sounds made by Irfan while waking up Yousuf. Swathi woke up at 3 pm and called me. I went in, and she held my hand and asked me to take her to the washroom. I helped her to the washroom. She closed the washroom door.

Meanwhile, Yousuf also woke up. After some time, Irfan told Yousuf to get ready so they could leave. Yousuf got freshened up himself from the sink in the kitchen. We were all sitting in the hall. Swathi came from the washroom after nearly an hour.

She took a bath and wore loose night pants. She opened the bedroom door, came out, and went to the kitchen to drink some water. She was walking slowly and came towards me and sat beside me.

Me: Irfan, your cousin might have enjoyed a lot last night.

Irfan: Yes, Harsha.

Me: So, when are you guys leaving my house?

Irfan: We are going now. Thanks for your cooperation, Harsha.

Me: Don’t thank me… You have to thank Swathi for all this.

Irfan: Yes, true.

Irfan stood up and gave a thank-you handshake to Swathi.

Swathi couldn’t say anything due to tiredness and just gave her hand to Irfan, and he shook hands.

Me: Ok then, see you guys later.

Irfan: ok, Harsha, thank you too… Yousuf and Shariff, let’s go.

Yousuf: Irfan bhai, I want to thank Swathi as well.

I got a call and went out of the house to speak. I quickly finished the call and came back and saw what was happening from outside.

Yousuf: Swathi, can you stand up once?

Swathi: Didn’t look at him and didn’t stand up.

Yousuf: Swathi, stand up.

Yousuf held her hand and made her stand. He hugged her. Swathi was just in Yousuf’s hug, but she isn’t hugging him back.

Yousuf: Thank you, Swathi, for allowing me to fuck you like I like. I liked you very much. I don’t know if we’ll meet again or not. I will come and invite you to my wedding.

Yousuf kissed her lips and squeezed her boobs over her kurti. Irfan was pulling Yousuf back and saying to come. But Yousuf didn’t listen to Irfan and continued kissing Swathi and squeezing her boobs. I pretended as I completed my call and came into the house.

Irfan saw me and pulled Yousuf back forcefully this time, and separated both Yousuf and Swathi. All left my house. Swathi asked me to give some painkiller pills if I have.

Swathi took full rest for the next two days at my house, only after she left before her husband came.

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