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Hello, it’s Vijay here. We’re back with our next gigolo service tale. Here’s a story about a reader who read our previous narration and got in touch with us via email.

Let’s call her Divya (her name has been altered), and she asked whether we were cool with her wanting to have a gangbang with four males. Through the internet, my friend Dino called her and sent her pictures of four boys.

My friend instructed me to be ready on Saturday of the fourth week of August. He would introduce me to the other two guys on the same day when we went to meet her. Divya also said that she is fine with all four boys and that she owns a three-bedroom villa close to Sarjapur where we can meet and have fun.

On Saturday at 6 p.m., Dino and I met up with two other guys near Electronic City. We were almost the same age as the other two guys, named Vinith and Raju. We took a taxi to Sarjapur and arrived at the Divya location at approximately 7:00 p.m.

We messaged her, and Divya gave us the villa number. The four of us arrived at her villa and rang the bell. Let me briefly introduce Divya. She unlocked the villa door. Divya, who is in her late 30s, stands 5 feet 7 inches tall and weighs roughly 65 kg. She has a gorgeous body with stats of 34D-30-34 inches.

After inviting us in and instructing us to sit on the large couch, she disappeared into the kitchen and returned with a full bottle of vodka. Together, the five of us sat down and began to take shots. Soon after, Divya began talking about herself because she was intoxicated.

For over nine years, Divya was married to a man. She used to read sex stories and watch porn to cope with her loneliness after her spouse lost his sex drive. She read our story while simultaneously watching the porn of Gangbang film featuring four males and a single woman.

Since she had never experienced more than one man while having sex, she decided to give it a try. She got in touch with us and scheduled the appointment. After we finished the vodka bottle and Divya got up, she turned down the lights in the hall.

She took off her dress and stood in her panties and black bra. We all four gazed at her. To begin the action, Dino told Divya, Let’s enter the bedroom. After reading our story about how we fucked the woman on the couch, Divya said she wanted to begin in the same manner.

The four of us boys soon took off our dresses and gathered around her, wearing nothing but our underwear. We began kissing and feeling her skin. I put my right hand on Divya’s boobs over the bra, while Vinith cared for her right boob.

My friend Dino stood behind Divya, kissing her neck and shoulder. Ram knelt in front of us and began kissing her tummy before licking her all over her belly. As I began kissing her on the lips, Divya reacted, and before I knew it, her tongue was in my mouth.

Dino took off her black bra clips, and the four of us stood with Divya wearing panties alone. Vinith pulled her right boob nipple between his lips and began eating her 34D-size boob as soon as the bra slipped off. Dino hugged Divya from behind while pressing her ass with his semi-hard dick against her ass.

Raju, who was kneeling, removed Divya’s last piece of clothing from her body and lowered her panties, leaving her standing entirely nude. Raju was instructed to stand by Divya, who then knelt in front of him and pulled his underwear down.

His dick was around 15 cm long and erect. After kissing Rajus’ dick and pulling his foreskin back, Divya took it in her mouth. The three of us were watching her act while standing around them in our undies. While staring into the eyes of the three of us, Divya began to blow on Raju.

Dino quickly took off his underwear. Divya used her left hand to feel Dino’s dick and begin to give him a handjob while blowing Raju. She moved her mouth to Dino’s dick and informed Vinith and me to take off our underwear as well.

We both were naked in a matter of minutes. Over the next twenty minutes, Divya gave us all four blowjobs. On her right side was me, and on her left was Vijith. Divya began simultaneously blowing out both of our dicks. She told us to control our cum because she wanted more time with all four of us.

Vinith cum on top of her breasts. He took a wet issue from the cabinet when Divya instructed him to do so. He cleaned his sperm off of Divya’s breasts. We touched our dick heads around her nipples after bringing my and Dino’s dicks close to her breasts.

After slapping her boobs with our dick, I instructed her to grasp the couch while bending in the doggy posture. I entered Divya from behind after the four of us placed a condom around our dicks. Dino positioned his condom-wrapped dick in front of Divya’s mouth after climbing up on the couch.

She started to give him a blowjob. After five minutes of penetrating her from behind, I switched positions, and Dino came behind Divya. I wanted to suck her boobs, so I slept on the couch and began sucking Divya’s breasts. Dino, meanwhile, was fucking her.

Vinith’s dick was erect for the second time as he stood there observing me, Dino, and Raju’s behaviour.While Dino and Raju were fucking her mouth and pussy, I was busy eating her boobs. For the next half hour, we swung ourselves around on the couch.

After taking a pause, Divya instructed us to follow her into her bedroom so we could continue having sex in her king-sized bed. Climbing onto the bed, Divya knelt in the doggy position.

Raju took the initiative and entered her pussy. I climbed the bed, stood on it, and put my dick close to Divya’s mouth. I remained motionless while Raju pounded her from behind. She was holding my thighs while her head shifted back and forth from Raju’s fuck.

Ten minutes later, Raju cum inside the condom. I changed position, grabbed Divya’s hips from behind, and got inside her pussy after Raju took his dick out. I was holding her hips and banging her. Vinith and Dino both placed their cocks close to her mouth.

Divya began blowing them simultaneously. She was groaning, and the sound of my thighs smacking her ass filled the room. I fucked her hard as Divya told me to bang her hard. I came after 15 minutes of fucking her. Dino entered Divya pussy and took my position.

Five minutes in her doggy position, he fucked. Then Divya instructed him to sleep on the bed, and she climbed on top of Dino, began riding him in the woman-on-top position. Vinith was told to fuck Divya in the ass. In order to place his dick at her ass entrance, Vinith climbed on top of them.

Holding Divya’s shoulder, Vinith began to enter her ass. Divya instructed Raju to take the oil bottle and apply it to her ass hole. Raju applied the oil. And soon Vinith was completely inside her ass, and Dino was inside her pussy hole. Both started to bang her at the same time.

She was moaning loudly, and the bedroom was filled with her echoes. I got hard again and moved towards her face and wrapped a condom around my dick. Divya took me inside and started to give a blow job. While the asshole was filled with Vinith’s dick, and pussy was filled with Dino’s dick.

Raju was standing and watching our act while stroking his dick. Soon, Dino cum, and Divya told Vinith to stop fucking her ass now. She got up and moved out of bed. Divya told me to lie on the edge of the bed and take my dick inside her asshole in the reverse cowgirl position.

She placed both legs on top of my thighs, and Raju entered her pussy now. Vinith wrapped another condom, and he climbed on top of the bed, and he entered his dick into Divya’s mouth. Dino came back after cleaning himself. He came near Divya’s boob and started to suck them.

Divya was moaning hard due to our fuck, I was ramming her asshole lying on the bed, and I was kissing her back. Raju was giving hard thrusts into her pussy as I could hear his thighs hitting Divya’s thighs. Vinith was fucking her mouth. Raju and I both cum after fucking her for 20 minutes.

Then Dino told Divya to get up from bed. Dino was standing on the floor when Divya stood on the floor. Dino told me to hold her from behind as he was going to lift Divya now and fuck her in a standing position. Divya hugged Dino, and he told her to jump. Then he lifted her.

Divya locked both her legs around Dino’s hip. I was standing behind her and holding her, giving her support. Dino entered his dick inside Divya’s pussy, and he was fucking her in a standing position. Dino and I managed Divya’s weight. She got excited by getting fucked in the air, and Divya started to moan a lot.

After a few minutes, Dino got tired and told Vinith to take Divya now and fuck her. Divya wrapped her legs around Vinith, and he entered her pussy now. Dino was holding and supporting Divya from behind. Dino entered his dick inside her asshole.

Now both Vinith and Dino fucking her both holes in the “iron chef” position. Divya was holding Vinith’s neck, and his hands were on top of his shoulder. Dino was giving her a hard thrust from behind. Soon, Dino and Vinith cum.

Divya lay on top of the bed. I wrapped a condom around my dick and entered Divya’s pussy in a missionary position. I fucked her for 20 minutes until I cum. Raju took the lead next, entered her asshole in a mission position.

After fucking her both the holes for more than 90 minutes, Divya told all 4 of us to cum over her body. She lay on the bed, facing towards the roof. We all 4 climbed on top of the bed and started to masturbate ourselves till we cum all over her body.

Divya rubbed our cum all over her body. She told us to wait in the hall and have the remaining drinks. She will join us after an hour. She took a small nap and took a bath, came back to the hall with a bathrobe around her body.

She told us to take a bath if we wanted; meanwhile, she ordered the biriyani for everyone. We took a bath, and the food arrived. We ate the biriyani nude. And then we had some more drink shots and continued our fuck session till 3 am Sunday.

We lost the total number of counts we cum. We took a nap around Divya till 9 am on Sunday. Divya woke us by giving us a blowjob, and made all 4 of us hard again. We fucked her again in both her holes.

When we finished our gang bang, the bedroom was filled with cum, and the bedroom floor was filled with condoms filled with our cum. We fucked her again till around 12:30 pm. Divya told us that she won’t forget her first gang bang session ever.

She shared a payment much more than what Dino had asked for earlier, before our meeting. We all 4 hugged Divya and kissed her all over her face. We left her villa.

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Hello guys. Jay is back. Firstly, thanks for all the wonderful responses. I couldn’t reply to you all on time because of my busy schedule, so sorry for that.

Now let’s continue with the story.

With Dimple back in life, sex feels complete. Although she is not that much into kink, I make my way with her. But one thing she doesn’t allow me is anal sex. I tried to explain to her, but she always denies me. Now, for those who have done anal sex know the tightness, roughness and pleasure it gives.

So, I got an idea of going back to Meenal for a favour. I asked Meenal for anal sex as we have done it often in the past. She straightaway denied me, saying that she is already with someone and our thing is past. I decided to blackmail her again by showing her our videos where we were naked.

She knew that her current bf was very immature and insecure. Meenal is only with her because he is rich and she enjoys spending money. So Meenal said OK, and we planned to do it at my flat. Luckily, I argued with Dimple, so my flat was empty.

Meenal and I went inside, and I jumped on Meenal. She was dressed well and smelled amazing because of an expensive perfume. I kissed her, and she was great at kissing. I rubbed my Hands on her body, and there was emptiness. She doesn’t have the curves of Dimple, but you win some and lose some; it is what it is.

I opened her clothes and mine too, and then I asked her for a blowjob. She was dominating with her bf and everyone else, but she was my bitch and still is. She immediately went on her knees and gave a blowjob, which was 1000 times better than Dimple. (Again, you win some and lose some).

I was about to come in just a few minutes, and I held her head tight. She knew that and started rubbing her tongue on the tip of my cock. She had mentioned previously that she loves the taste of cum. Unlike other girls, Meenal loves to take it in her mouth rather than directly swallow. She loves to chew and taste the cum.

Due to her tongue on my tip, I came and she tasted it. I cum a lot, so she paused and took the rest on her face. I felt like a volcano had erupted, and my legs lost energy. That’s the effect Meenal has.

I lie down on the bed, catching my breath, and Meenal goes to the washroom to wash her face. The bathroom was outside my room, so when she came back, she forgot to latch the door. I wanted some energy, so I took a viagra tablet I had with me and drank a lot of water.

I again felt recharged and began smooching Meenal and started mauling her small breasts. She was moaning in pain inside my mouth, but I knew she always liked it. I bit her tongue and lips and held her small buttocks and pressed them hard. I also spanked them while kissing her for a long time.

After I left her, she was in pain, and she said that it had been a long time since she had been treated like this. She had this sexy smile on her face, which excited me. I held her hair and pulled it and attacked my favourite part of hers, that is, her neck.

From my previous stories, you would know that I always gave Meenal love bites, especially on her neck. That’s my style of showing people that it’s my girl. Although Dimple doesn’t allow me to give them that extensively, she also hides them. In contrast, Meenal used to own them with pride.

After filling her neck with many bites, I took care of her cute baby pink nipples. Her boobs were red due to my mauling, and I made sure her nipples had the same redness. She was always moaning and shouting “aahh, harder aah” with tears in her eyes.

I spent a lot of time squeezing the life out of her petite lemons. Then I attacked her beautiful white navel and inserted my 2 fingers in her pussy. She felt tight (her bf takes less interest in sex and does plain sex only). After playing with her navel, I put my mouth on her clit.

I gave her an orgasm, for she had been longing for months. After that, I turned her around and allowed her to catch her breath; meanwhile, I locked her earlobes and back. After some time, I spanked her and said, “Get ready for the main action bitch.”

She said to wait, and I told her, “Don’t waste time and be the bitch you are.” She knew that there was no point in arguing and assumed the doggy position. I told her to spread her ass and spit on her cute asshole. Her boyfriend doesn’t do anal sex, so it has shrunk.

I inserted my index finger, and with my other hand, I spanked her ass cheeks. I kept spanking and fingering her till she was red and wet.

I inserted one more finger, and she leaked again. Now I put some saliva on my Dick and inserted it in one shot. Oh, what a feeling it was. Only half of it went, she screamed with tears, and I moaned with joy. I held her hair and began riding her hard.

With each shot, her moaning intensified. She said “slow”, I did fast. She said “slow”, I did hard. She cried from her eyes, I leaked from my Dick. But the viagra effect was still on, and I was not stopping. She fell flat, but I kept her ass rising and shots firing.

Suddenly, I heard a shout from my gate, and Dimple was standing there with tears in her eyes. She came to me and started hitting me, and Meenal got some breath to catch. She took a corner while I tried to calm Dimple down.

Was I able to convince Dimple to stay, or did she leave me for good? Find out in the next and last part of this series. Till then, reach me at [email protected].

I was standing in the kitchen facing the balcony. Suddenly, Rajiv Fufa came and hugged me from behind and started kissing my neck. He slowly inserted his hands inside my t-shirt and grabbed my boobs. He started squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples.

While doing this, he was also rubbing his now semi-erect cock on my ass crack over my shorts. Suddenly, we heard some sound from the bedroom, but Buwa was in a deep sleep. We continued our play. Now I turned my face towards him and removed my t-shirt and took Fufa’s head on my boobs.

He instantly started sucking my boobs, and his tongue played with my nipples. I inserted my hand in his shorts and grabbed his semi-erect cock and started stroking it slowly. It became hard in no time, and the whole 7 inches of it was standing tall, pointing upwards in my hand.

Fufa was kissing, biting, and chewing my boobs and nipples, and he had given lots of love bites on my upper body. I was in no mood to stop him. But I pulled myself away and pulled his cock out of his shorts. At first, I only bent forward and planted a soft kiss on his cockhead by retracting his foreskin.

He left out a soft moan. Then I licked his cockhead with my tongue. It was full of precum by now, and I just loved the taste of it. I started circling my tongue on his cockhead and licked and sucked it passionately. Then, with the tip of my tongue, I started to lick his cock.

From bottom to top, while maintaining eye contact with him. On this, he went crazy and held my head and forced his entire cock inside my mouth. It went so deep I literally gagged loudly. Fufa was now fucking my throat with amazing pace and force, and I was loving it to my core.

I kept sucking him for quite a while. And then he couldn’t wait and pulled me up. We again kissed passionately, and I exchanged some of his precum from my mouth to his. I glanced at his cock.

In that dim light, it was also shining like a diamond because of the mixture of my saliva and his precum. He now turned me around and started rubbing his cock in my ass crack by spreading my ass cheeks. He rubbed all his precum in my ass crack.

I was feeling so horny that I was pressing my ass more and more on his cock, and I too couldn’t control myself anymore. Fufa took a raw coconut oil bottle and started pouring some of it on my ass crack.

He poured a good amount of oil and then. Without further waiting, he rubbed all the oil on my crack and inserted his two fingers deep in my ass. I have been fucked by many cocks many times, hence my hole isn’t that tight. His fingers went in like a bullet because of too much oil.

I felt a little bit of pain and too much pleasure, and my cock also got erect. He kept fingering my asshole for a good few minutes, I enjoyed every bit of it and all during this time I was stroking his cock. He poured some oil on his cock, and I kept stroking it to lubricate it nicely.

It’s been quite a while now, and his cock and my ass are lubricated nicely. I bent more forward on the kitchen counter. I spread my legs as wide as I could, and spread my ass cheeks to make room for his cock. I lifted my ass in the air for him as he was much taller than I was.

Fufa again rubbed his cock on my asshole for a few seconds, and with nice timing, he pushed the tip of his cock in. His cock was nice and thick. I moaned in pleasure. He again pushed, and this time half of his cockhead went in. I shivered with excitement and spread my ass cheeks more.

He again pushed and inserted his whole cock head in my ass. It was quite thick and was unable to control, and hissed a bit loudly. He choked my neck from behind and gave a hard spank on my ass. We were not bothered about the sound now, as it was a peak sexual experience.

He took his cock out and did the same thing 10 to 15 times just to tease me. I was in no control, so I yelled at him, “Fuck me now, you bastard, I am craving for your cock, just tear apart my asshole.” This gave him an extra kick.

This time, not even wasting a second, he gave a hard push and inserted all his cock in my ass. I moaned like I never moaned before. I felt every centimetre of my ass. His cock went straight into my rectum, and I cried out in pleasure. He stayed in that position for a few seconds.

I got adjusted to his cock by that time and started moving my ass to and fro on his cock to take his cock deeper. He understood that and now started to fuck me with a steady pace. He was holding me by my waist, and he was choking my neck from behind.

With every shot in my ass, his cock was digging deeper. I was in heaven now. The pace was so great that I was able to sync my thrusting moments with his. He kept fucking and fucking, he definitely had great stamina. He fucked me like that for about 15 minutes.

Then he hugged me by my waist and lifted me in the air with his cock still inside my ass. He now lay on the floor on his back, and I was on top of him in reverse cowgirl position. Now it’s my turn, I started wiggling my waist too and fro and started taking his cock deep and deep in my ass.

It was so amazing that I was hissing and moaning at every moment I made. I started riding him. He was now spreading my ass wide and started inserting his finger in my ass along with his cock already in. This gave me ultimate sensation as I was never double penetrated before.

I started riding him even passionately. I was really happy and horny, I ride him like this for another 10 minutes, and he suddenly again got up, lifted me from behind with his cock in my asshole as I stretched my legs in front. He turned around and put me on the ground.

I understood he wanted doggy style. So, I rested my head on the ground, my knees were on the ground, I stretched my legs as wide as I could and lifted my ass high in the air to give him full access. He spat in my asshole now and started rubbing his cock.

He was an expert at bottom fucking. Only if I knew this earlier. He again started fucking me with high intensity, and the sound of his balls hitting my balls was amazing. I was also feeling his balls hitting my balls. He again started fucking me nicely. I surrendered myself to him completely.

He fucked me like that and now leaned completely on my back. He now grabbed both my hands and held them tight. He spread them open and gave a really hard push, because of which I was thrown on the ground. Now I was lying on my stomach with hi,m grabbing my hands, his cock deep in my ass.

He now released my hand and started fucking from behind while being on top of me. He now pushed his arms through my waist and grabbed my boobs again. He was crushing my boobs and nipples while pounding my ass hard. He increased his pace now and was fucking me furiously.

I was also at my fullest arousal. He fucked like that for a good 15 minutes. I started feeling his cock pulsating in my ass. It was hard as a rock and hot as if molten iron. He gave a great fuck, and after a long time of ass banging, he suddenly gave a really hard push.

His cock tightened, his body got stiff, his cock went in so deep that I clenched my asshole and my thighs and legs tightly. It was the hardest push of the night. And with that last push, his cock started pulsating and spraying hot cum all inside my asshole.

Spray his cum went far deep as it was sprayed at a bullet speed. He kept cumming in waves after waves. With every spray of cum he was penetrating me deeper inside. I was so satisfied to take his cum in my asshole. He cum like for 1 and a half minutes.

And after finishing, he collapsed on my back with his empty cock in my asshole. I was feeling his hot cum inside me as well as some of it rolling and dripping down almost on my balls. We stayed like that for a good 5 minutes as we were panting heavily.

We were completely satisfied. His lust for me was finally fulfilled. It all started when Buwa and him was going to a function for two days, and after they left, I used Buwa’s clothes and completely cross-dressed, along with make-up and a wig.

I was looking gorgeously sexy as I only wore a bra on a saree, it was tied way below my navel and waist. I am already a fleshy guy with a great set of boobs and a nice, big, and round ass.

That time, Fufa suddenly came home as he had some important work, and he dropped Buwa off at the function. He saw my sexy and appealing look while I was on a video call with my boyfriend. Since then, he has been lusting after me.

But then he had that important work, so I promised him I would let him fuck me later. And tonight, half of my promise was kept. I will be fully cross-dressing again, only for him, and we will have a blast of sexual pleasures.

Please comment on my story. Love you all.

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I work at a corporation. One day, I was leaving my flat and saw my boss, who is a friendly man. When I saw him, he was happy as his car was in trouble. I offered him a ride on my bike. While I was starting my bike, I saw him waving to someone.

When I looked, it was his wife. She is much younger than he, around the mid-30s, a short, slightly chubby woman. She resembled an actress from the South.

Boss: “That’s my wife, Nithya. She is also from Kerala. You know.”

Me: “Wow, that’s nice to know that. Let’s go.”

That day I spent all the time thinking about her. To be honest, I didn’t do much that day except for thinking about her. I didn’t see the time as well. I was daydreaming about her. Suddenly, I heard a tap on the desk. It was my boss.

Boss: “Let’s finish work today and go home.”

Me: “I didn’t see the time, Sir. Let’s go.”

My boss was a chill guy. He doesn’t forcefully ask us to do overtime or force targets on us. When we reached the flat. My boss asked if I was coming to have a cup of tea as a thank you. I said OK. I wanted to see her once more. I didn’t want to waste the time.

Nithya opened the door. She was wearing a red blouse and a white saree. Her hair was wet. The hair had not dried enough. The hair made the saree wet just above her waist. I could see water droplets around her back as well. She is white in colour, and that made it more beautiful.

Nithya came in with a cup of coffee. My boss went in to change. Through her saree, I could see her cleavage when she kneeled to give me tea. I couldn’t resist looking at it. She saw me looking. At that moment, she smiled at me. I was shocked at the same time, aroused.

My boss walked in, and suddenly I took the glass and she went back to the kitchen. We chatted for a while, and later I went to my flat. The minute I entered my flat, I masturbated thinking about her. I know that my flat has a clear view of their kitchen and bedroom.

At night, I wanted to do something. Today, if I didn’t do something, the thing we had wouldn’t work, so I knew I had to do something. I waited, I was looking at their flat, and I saw her coming to the kitchen. I wanted her to see me. I also noticed that my boss was busy with the laptop in the bedroom.

She saw me looking and smiled. I waved at her. She looked shocked but waved back. I pointed my hand at the terrace. She asked why with her hand. I pleaded with my hand. She said ok.

I rushed to the terrace. At night, no one was allowed on the terrace. But I had connections with the watchman as we used to drink there sometimes. So he had given me a spare key. Nithya, at that time, had already changed into a nightdress.

Nithya slowly came to the terrace. When Nithya came, I pulled her in and closed the door.

Nithya: “What are you doing?”

Me: “I don’t know what I am doing. But I know you also want this.”

I pulled her close and kissed her on the lips. She was shocked for a second. Then pushed me away. She stood there in shock for some time and said, “I will think about this, but not today. And promise me you don’t tell my husband. I don’t know what happened to me when you came. Don’t force me, please.”

I understood what she meant. I apologised, and she went back home. The next day, my boss was late to work. But came, I was afraid, but nothing happened. Since he was late to work, he stayed overtime. When I went to sign the register, my boss said, “Please tell my wife that I will be late for 2 hours.”

I nodded. When I got home, I changed my dress and looked at the watch. I still have about an hour and 15 minutes. I looked at the car park. My boss had not come yet. I walked to his flat. I rang the bell. Nithya opened the door. She looked at me in a naughty way, then asked, “What?”

Me: “He told me to say that he will be late for another hour.”

Nithya: “Want to come in. I have time to think. If you are coming in, don’t leave your chappal outside.”

I knew she was horny and had something to do with my boss being late. I obeyed her. She asked, “What do you like most about me?”

I looked at her eyes and closed the door. And kissed her eyes. Nithya, “What about my lips?” I kissed her lips.

Nithya, “I was about to take a shower before my husband comes.”

She walked into the bathroom. While walking, she removed her clothes one by one. I followed her. She turned on the shower. I hugged her from behind and started kissing her bareback. And pulled her chin behind and kissed her.

The water drips through our naked bodies. Her finger slipped between the wet folds of her flesh. She cupped one of her breasts, squeezing her already swollen nipple hard between two fingers. She was feeling the familiar electric ripples of pleasure racing through her as if wired directly to her pussy.

She moved slowly, her fingers tracing lazy circles around it, careful not to press too hard too soon in case she gave in to her physical needs. Passion and pleasure build inside me, overflowing from my motions into her.

We moan and gasp and cry out as our bodies move together. Fucking in the shower, our bodies moving with less control and restraint, more aligned with our desire. I grab her harder and lean into you, biting your shoulder as I stifle my own cry of pleasure, thrusting into her.

She felt my cock burst, and her body responded in kind. We make a hot and wet mess and stand there for a bit just catching our breath. She reached her hand back and ran it along my head. I kiss along her shoulder and up her neck, slowly planting more kisses on the side of your face before sliding out of her.

We looked each other in the eyes. We cleaned ourselves. Nithya said, “I thought about it, and we will have this once a month.” Only I walked out of the shower. Changed my dress. I agreed. But the desire of hearts made this into a regular affair. Stay tuned for more. Don’t forget to write to me.

Hi guys, this is the last and final part of the series. Hope you guys like it.

I came back to the room and Swathi wore a chudidar dress. It was skin fit and had deep neck cuts in front and back. Irfan and Nazeer were also with her in the room, and they were talking. I entered the room.

Me: Nice dress, Swathi. Where did you get it from?

Swathi: Irfan gifted this to me now.

Me: That’s good. This dress is good for you.

Swathi: Thank you.

Me: Ok, pack your stuff and let’s go… The cab is about to come.

Swathi: Harsha…. Irfan is asking us to stay here tonight.

Me: Stay here?? No way. They had fucked you enough for today. Come on, let’s go. I have office work to do.

Swathi: Not about sex, Harsha. He’s saying there are some fun programs tonight.

Me: No, Swathi… I have work to do… We have to go. The cab has arrived at our place.

Irfan: You can go, Harsha. I will take care of Swathi and her baby.

Me: What…? No way … come, Swathi, let’s go.

Irfan: Didn’t you hear me…. She will stay here … I will look after her safely. You can go now.

I got angry, looked at Swathi. She didn’t say anything, and I left the room, took the cab, and left the place. That night, I reached home at around 8 pm. Refreshed myself and called Swathi on her mobile. She didn’t answer. I was sure there was only one fun program, and that program is to exploit and fuck Swathi.

That night passed by, and the next morning, around 11 AM, I called her again, but there was still no response; she didn’t answer. Called Swathi multiple times, but no answer. Later in the evening, after sunset, I called to Irfan. He also didn’t answer my calls. After multiple calls, he answered my call.

Me: Hello, Irfan ( speaking with him on the phone).

Irfan: Yes, Harsha.

Me: Where is Swathi yaar….. She’s not even answering calls. You said you would drop her off last night. Till now, she’s not back home.

Irfan: Chill, Harsha…. she’s with us only…. Will drop her off tomorrow morning.

Me: Whatt…. Tomorrow again!!! No, please send her now.

Irfan: Not possible, Harsha.

Me: Can you pass the phone to Swathi once? I want to talk with her.

Irfan: She is busy in bed. You will relax and drop her off tomorrow morning.

Saying this, Irfan had cut the call.

The second morning, I was waiting for Swathi and her baby to come home. It’s past 10 AM, I called Swathi’s mobile…it was switched off. I called Irfan’s mobile, but no answer. Later in the afternoon, Irfan called me.

Me: Hello, Irfan, where are you guys…. You still didn’t drop Swathi and her baby.

Irfan: Relax, Harsha…. She’s inside the room.

Me: When will you send her?

Irfan: We will come in a couple of hours or so.

Irfan hung up the call. Two hours passed, and still no sign of them. I waited all evening, and later at 8 pm I called Irfan again.

Me: Irfan, will you come with her, or shall I come to that place?

Irfan: Harsha, I came back from that place. You can go and get Swathi from the function hall. We left her to the function hall workers.

I scolded Irfan with filthy bad words and cut the call. I called my friend, took his car, and went to the function hall. It was around 10:15 pm by the time I reached the location. The function hall was empty. I asked the people who were there about Swathi and her baby.

They said they don’t know. I went on searching all the resort rooms, as all were empty, and one room was locked. I knocked on the door, and a man without shorts opened it and peeped out and asked what I wanted. I pushed the door and went in to check if Swathi was there.

There she was on the bed with one man fucking her ass and one fucking her pussy. I don’t know if she was in consciousness or not. There were 7 men nude, and I think all fucked Swathi. One nude man covered himself with a towel and came towards me. I shouted at him, warned him, and went towards the bed.

Both men fucking Swathi, stopped and stood away from the bed. I shouted for everyone to get out of the room. All left the room. I went near Swathi, and she was full of cum all over. Her hair, face, boobs and no need to mention her pussy and ass as they were drenched with multiple men’s cum.

Her boobs and thighs were all with red bite marks (love bites).

I sprinkled water on Swathi’s face, and she opened her eyes. I helped her to stand up and walked her to the washroom. Made her Sir on a plastic chair and gave her a hot water bath. Got her back, dried her body. I gave her a saree, which she wore for the last 3 days back when we came here for the marriage.

She was unable to wear her pants and blouse. I helped her with her panties and blouse, and then petticoat and finally draped a saree. I took her bra and kept it in her handbag.

Seeing her weak condition, we stayed in the room for some time so that she could gain some energy. I went out of the room to get her something to eat. While I stepped out, two workers were waiting outside. As soon as I came out, they asked me if they could go inside now, if I were done fucking her.

I shouted at them and sent them away. I closed the room door and went out to get some food or snacks. Have to walk some distance to come out as no food or snack shop is available around the function hall area. Finally reached a shop and took some snacks, cool drinks and a water bottle and went back to the room.

I saw the door was slightly open. I opened and saw the two workers whom I scolded were inside. They lifted Swathi’s saree, removed her pallu and were fucking her ass and pussy in a standing position. Swathi was moaning. One guy from behind fucking her ass, holding her boobs for grip.

The other fucking her pussy, holding her head, and sucking her lips. Her blouse became wet due to milk leakage as the guy from back is pressing her boobs. I shouted at them. Hearing my loud voice, they both removed their dicks from Swathi’s ass and pussy.

They moved away from Swathi and quickly collected their clothes and left the room. I scolded Swathi for not stopping them. She relaxed and ate some food. After nearly one hour, I asked her if she was ok to travel, and she said yes. I carried her baby, and we went to my home in the car.

I allowed her to sleep in my house only, and she took complete rest for a day. The next day, her husband came, and she went to her house. Some 15 days later, her husband again went to Chennai.  I brought her to my home again. She was ok and recovered.

I asked how many men fucked her at Irfan’s cousin’s wedding. She literally counted all the men and said 21 men.

My mind was blown hearing the number. I thought for a while that she remembered every man who fucked her during the course of 3 days, which means she willingly got fucked. Later that night, I fucked her too with a condom. We both enjoyed it for a couple of weeks.

One day, I had to go to the office, and hence I was away from her for a couple of weeks again. One day, she called me and asked me to come to her house urgently. I went to her on a Friday evening. She said she missed her period for two straight months.

Me: So, is there any health problem?

Swathi: No, after the fucking session from Irfan’s cousin marriage, I didn’t have any sex without a condom, even with my husband, and you fucked me with condoms. So I doubt that I’m pregnant. The urine test result was positive.

Me: What! (I was shocked)

Swathi: Yes, I think I got pregnant as I was fucked without a condom those 3 days.

Swathi started to cry literally.

Me: Swathi, are you sure? Try to remember if you had sex with your husband before or after that function.

Swathi: No, Harsha, after that incident, I didn’t have any sex with my husband. He was under some job tension, so he didn’t fuck me, and before that function, he also didn’t do much sex…. Also, I got my period 3-4 days before Irfan’s cousin’s function.

Me: So, what shall we do now?

Swathi: I don’t know Harsha. My husband will kill me if he knows about this pregnancy.

Me: Relax, be cool.

Swathi: Please, Harsha, do something…. Please please

I called to Irfan and said the problem. Irfan said to bring her to their place and leave her with them as she was carrying one of their children inside. If I leave her at Irfan’s place, they won’t leave her without fucking. So I cut the call.

I remembered and called my gynaecologist friend, explained the situation, and asked about the possibility of removing her unwanted pregnancy. He said to come to his clinic, so we went the next day. After some tests, my friend said it’s simple to abort as it’s just in the starting stage.

The next day we went, and my friend completed the procedure. Swathi stayed in hospital for 2 days on my friend’s advice and got discharged after that. From that day, I warned Swathi to be very, very careful and not to get fucked like a street dog.

Swathi also resigned from her job, and I referred her to my company so that she can stay away from Irfan. From then on, Swathi didn’t get fucked by anyone except her husband and me. I somehow managed to get work from home for her in my company.

That’s the end, guys. She broke all the relationships with those Muslim guys and started to lead a peaceful life with her baby, husband, and sometimes with me whenever the opportunity came.

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I’m John (that’s my pen name), I’m 27, average build, from Kerala, but now living in Australia. Quick heads-up: don’t ask about the heroine’s details in this story – it’s private.

So, here we go!

I moved to Australia from Kerala a few months ago. While things were moving in the flow, one day my mom called me, told me that our neighbour’s daughter is moving to Australia in a week, and had shared my contact with them to help with the initial rebasing.

So, the next day, I got a ping on WhatsApp, it was Tresa aunty. Tresa is in her late 30s and isn’t very tall. She is about 5 feet 4 inches. She has a nice, plump, curvy figure. With extraordinary melon and cakes, her face is quite beautiful. She has small lips, delicate features, and brown eyes.

In short, she’s someone who made my mouth water every time I saw her.
We chatted daily to figure out the things related to her accommodation. She was relocating from a different state in Australia to the state where I’m currently residing.

We figured out the accommodation, and everything was set for their arrival. Out of the blue, while chatting, she asked for a photo of mine. I thought she saw me while I was in my teens, so I wanted to refresh her memory on my looks. I immediately shared a recent snap, and she replied, ‘Handsome hunk.’

I replied Thanks and was not having any other thoughts on her comment. Immediately, she asked about my relationship status as well. Things got carried away, and they moved in. She moved in with her husband and her daughter. We were in constant touch,

Since I lived alone, they used to invite me during most of the weekends for lunch or dinner, and we explored places in and around. She always used to compliment my DP and the status on Instagram. I considered everything as genuine comments until that day.

Once I saw her cleavage on a beach day, I felt like she was kinda intentionally exposing it more to me. But I didn’t react to it extensively; however, she caught me looking at it at times. One day, she called me with a sweet and seductive voice and said, “John, could you come help me with something?” I couldn’t turn that down because I wanted to spend time with her. I showed up at their house the next morning. Tresa took me to her backyard, where she had been trying to clean and reorganise the area. As we worked, she stood very close to me, and I was aware of her body occasionally touching me. When I felt my dick stirring in my pants, I knew I needed to move.

The backyard was in need of a sweep and was a jumble of overgrown bushes and scattered tools. Tresa started collecting stray branches after rolling up the sleeves of her blouse to show off her arms’ silky, golden skin. I worked next to her. She kinda flaunted. Her full breasts and the soft curve of her belly as the saree hugged her in all the right places. I tried to focus on my work, but the electricity between the two of us was increasing by the second as she bent down to pick up a flower pot that had fallen over. Tresa said softly, “You are doing a great job.”
My breath left my throat when her saree slipped just enough to give a glimpse of her juicy melons before the world sat still, and she slowly straightened back up, meeting my eyes. Despite knowing I was eyeing those assets, she didn’t look away.
After an hour of work, Tresa suggested they take a break. “Come, let’s go inside,” she said, wiping her hands on her saree. “I will make us tea.” I followed her, and even though the temperature difference between the warm backyard and the colder interior could not have been more stark, the tension only grew. Tresa filled the kettle in the kitchen, moving with a determination that fascinated me. She swayed slightly with each step, and her saree, which seemed to move on its own, slid further off her shoulder, revealing the inviting contour of her breast. My breath was short and shallow, and I could not stop myself from leaning on the counter, riveted with my eyes on her. There was a moment of silence when she turned toward me and our eyes met.

“John, have you ever pondered what it would be like… if things were different?” she said in a husky whisper. Her ambiguous words remained in the atmosphere. As she put the tea cups on the counter, I moved closer and brushed my hands against hers, tightening my throat.

“Tresa aunty—” I began, but she silenced me with a finger to my lips. I turned to face her, my eyes meeting hers. “Tresa aunty, you know I’ve always had a thing for you,” I said, my voice husky with desire.
She smiled at me, her eyes twinkling. “Shh,” she murmured, her eyes dark with desire. “Don’t say anything.”
She leaned in, her lips brushing mine, and the world seemed to dissolve around us. My hands slid to her waist, pulling her closer, as her fingers tangled in my hair. The kiss deepened, hungry and desperate, as if we both had been waiting for this moment for far too long. Tresa’s saree slipped further, pooling at her feet, leaving her in nothing but her blouse and petticoat. My hands roamed freely, tracing the curves of her body; my touch was so seductive.
She pulled away briefly, her chest heaving, and I began to unbutton her blouse. “Help me,” she whispered, and John’s fingers trembled as he undid the last few buttons. The fabric fell open, revealing her full, luscious breasts, her nipples tight with desire. I groaned, my mouth finding hers again as my hands cupped her breasts, kneading them gently.

Tresa stepped back, her eyes smouldering, and began to unbuckle my belt. “The couch,” she breathed, leading me by the hand. Honestly, the whole thing felt surreal—like we’d slipped into some dream where thinking got tossed right out the window and our bodies just took over.

Tresa slid onto my lap, straddling me, her thighs gripping my hips, the pressure making my skin buzz. Her chest pressed into mine, warm and soft, and every move just drew us deeper into each other. My hands went down her back, fingers tracing the shape of her spine, tugging her closer because, hell, there wasn’t any space left, but it still wasn’t enough. Our lips crashed together again, more urgent than before, like we’d both forgotten how to breathe without each other.
I sucked and sucked the red-toothed aunt’s lovely lips. Aunty was feeling upbeat as well, licking her lips and using her blouse to hold both breasts. The fleshy, pale body was squeezed in all directions. I placed my hands on Aunty’s velvety buttocks and squeezed her tightly while kissing her lips all the way down to her neck.

Her body pressed against mine as she rocked towards me; her movements were purposeful. My hands found her petticoat and slid it down her legs, exposing her wet underwear. I hooked my fingers into the lace and pulled the strings of her petticoat.
All of a sudden, she pulled my pants down, and my penis popped out like a spring. I realised that the warmth of my aunt’s hand was pouring on my penis, and she slowly pulled back the foreskin…

Eventually, our chapped lips touched each other, and a spark spread from the foot upwards. She drew me around and continued to caress me a little. She moved towards my tool, I started to get a good mood, and Aunty’s mouth and lips completely swallowed my penis. I started with a little stroke to support her head job. Now that more than half of the cock is inside Aunty’s mouth, the warmth of it intoxicated me, and I pushed the waist slightly…

My cock was getting hotter… Aunty was getting a lot of support from my hips. Aunty’s pussy fell on my shoulder. Pluck, Pluck noise was all over the place.

I felt like I was up in the air… I felt like I wasn’t fast enough for Aunty.

I put her down… kept my penis in her mouth and started banging. My baby is now able to enjoy the beautiful mouth, lips, tongue and spit…

I supported my hands on the wall and increased the pace…… Any time my boy would explode in Aunty’s mouth, I picked up the pace again and continued… I held both hands on Aunty’s head, and as soon as I started putting it in my mouth, Aunty stopped moving her head, and I hit the speed.

Finally, my boy Tresa’s mouth with my love juices, and she drank the semen completely, and she said, ‘Oh, you are so smart…’

I removed that blouse, revealing her voluptuous melons wrapped in a red bra. It was 34 °C and in good shape. I didn’t wait to remove her bra; rather, I immersed myself into those melons quickly, I sucked them over the bra and did a boob job for some time. As the bra was not soaked in my sweat and saliva, I quickly undid her bra, revealing 2 coconut-sized white fat balls with grape-like juicy nipples. I pinched those nipples as I started sucking both of them like a baby.
I grabbed Aunty and squeezed her fat boobs, whose boobs were bigger than those in my hand… I got excited, I sucked Aunty’s lips in my mouth, and I was filled with all the excitement like a boy,
Oh… Please don’t hurt… She said… I pressed my lips between her breasts and lowered my mouth… She pressed her breasts against my chest, kissed my lips, and with one hand, she squeezed my cock.
I held her close.
Aunty wrapped her arms around me and let her tongue glide down my chest… planted a kiss on my stomach… moved down to my waist and then pulled my pants off, revealing my cock, which was already swollen. It sprang out like a king cobra ready to strike… T
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh

I noticed Aunty’s hand was radiating heat onto my cock as she slowly pulled the skin back… doing it two or three times… her hand’s sweat was on my cock. She took it into her mouth, moved her head, and swallowed it. My little guy was enjoying the bliss of her warm mouth.

Aunty stood up and took off her red panties.

Ohhhhhhhhhhh, it was a clean-shaven, juicy pink paradise… she practically drained the water from my throat as she removed her panties.

As Aunty lay on the bed… I climbed on top of her, sucking on her breasts and kissing the sides of her neck, while Aunty tilted her head to the side and half-closed her eyes in pleasure.
The front of Aunty’s neck was her sensitive spot, where the movement of my lips made her feel increasingly horny. I kissed her starting from the top of her head, trailing my lips down through her breasts and into the middle of her soft belly.

Huh…. Ohhhhh… up in the bed.

I began licking her from top to bottom… I bit her thighs without even glancing at her. When I kissed her vertical pink lips, she arched like a bow.
She seemed unfazed. I continued kissing and licking my aunt’s pussy.
The dance of my tongue and lips commenced… The sweet, thick liquid began to melt like butter. I sucked on her pussy as if I were drinking water…
Ohh…. Ohhhh… Aunty lay back and lifted her legs into the air… I placed one finger on Aunty’s pussy.
Oh….. Dude… good…
Once or twice, I put my finger in my mouth and rubbed it on my little finger, like an Aunty’s lubricant. I held onto Aunty’s soft thighs, positioned my feet well inside, and slid out the red-tipped cunt.
Shhh…. Oh…. Mum…..
Aunty got up and tied her loose hair into a bun.
I wrapped my arms around Aunty’s back, held her breasts, and kissed her neck… I discovered Aunty’s sensitive spot with one finger.

Ohh…. Ohhhh…. Johnnnn…

Aunty placed a hand on my back and played with my hair…

I sucked on her breasts, which were too big for my hands. Aunty squeezed as if she was enveloping my whole body with her breasts.

With one finger from my other hand, I gently circled her vaginal lips. Ahhh, aaaaah. She moaned loudly.

I began sucking her breasts and moving my fingers quickly… Aunty bit my lips and stood close to my body.

I pushed Aunty onto the bed and positioned my feet well inside… I pressed my face into the pink paradise that was still dripping with love juices.

Aunty lifted her waist and pressed it firmly against my face.

I opened the lid and sucked the lump with my tongue, licking up the juices flowing from her vagina and drinking them.
Unable to hold back, Aunty lifted her waist and pulled me on top of her… she embraced me and kissed me… she grabbed me and pushed me beneath her… when Aunty got up, I noticed water flowing like a stream from the lock.
I inserted my cock into their asshole.
Ohhhh…. Da…. Ohhhh, not that today, please! She requested.
Aunty had gone to the cowgirl position. Aunty wrapped her pussy around the outside of my bed. Bending her arms on her chest, she took my cock and inserted it into her vagina, holding her legs tightly and moving her arms quickly.

Aunty squeezed my lips, placed my hands over her melons and wrapped the skin of her pussy around my cock.

Oh… Aunty… Aunty was going non-stop… The sound of the pluck pluck echoed throughout the place… I was thrilled. I held Aunty tightly, flipped her over, and put her beneath me, and during that turn, my cock slipped out of the pussy.

She took my dick and directed it towards her pussy. I didn’t need any instructions on this. I slid my wet dick into Tresa’s welcoming pussy. I lay down on top of her and began to kiss her while I fucked her. She sucked on my tongue when I pushed it into her mouth.

She grabbed my ass and squeezed it as I fucked her. She slid her hands all over my back and grabbed my hair. “Oh, John. Fuck me harder. Pound your cock into my cunt. Harder. Harder. YES!”
I was sweating now, and it was dripping down on Tresa. Her legs would sometimes be flailing in the air, sometimes wrapped around my waist.
Tresa began to gasp and pant.
“Oh, John. I’m going to cum. Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh God. I’m cumming. Fuck.”
I could feel Tresa’s cunt squeezing my dick as she came, and it got me going, too.
“Oh, Tresa. I’m going to cum, too.”
“Yes, John. Cum in my cunt. Fill me up with your cum. Do it, John. Cum for me.”
My cock erupted and shot my love juice deep in Tresa’s cunt. We were both panting for all, and it was worth it. I collapsed on her.

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Hi guys,

I am a final-year student at an engineering college pursuing Computer Science and Engineering.

One day, a friend of mine — a girl — invited me to her house for a weekend. I thought there was a function at her house, so I went there alone.

I arrived at her home around 8 am. She told me that her friends were coming. Around 9 am, four of her friends arrived, and her parents weren’t at home. She said they had gone to the temple the previous day and would return the next day.

Me: “Ok. Why did you invite me to your house? Is there any function?”

Ramya: “No. I invited you to have some fun.”

Me: “I don’t understand.”

Ramya: “You will soon.” (All her friends laughed)

I thought something weird was going to happen because I was the only boy in the house, and all the others were girls. I started feeling nervous. I thought we were going to play truth or dare.

Radha: “Why are you nervous? Usually, on the weekend, we watch some web series. I don’t know why she invited you this weekend.”

Shreya: “I think this weekend is going to be more fun with the hottest boy of the class.”

Ramya: “We are going to play some strip game.”

Everybody was so excited. I too was excited because I thought I was going to see all these class girls naked that day. I agreed to play.

Ramya chose the dice game and asked whether it was okay for me or not. I thought it was a simple game. And there were a total five people, so somehow one of the girls got to be stripped.

She said, “Boys vs. Girls.”

Radha: “We all will get a chance to roll the dice. If you don’t get higher than all five girls, you have to strip a piece of clothing; otherwise, we all five girls will strip a piece of clothing.”

Ramya: “Are you ready, sweetheart?”

Me, who was just excited to play, said yes, and the game started.

First, I had to roll the dice, and then the five girls would take their turn. If any one of the girls got higher, I would have to strip.

I rolled the dice and got four. Ramya took the dice and rolled, and she got 6. I had to strip my shirt.

Then I was shirtless, and the next round started. I rolled the dice and got 6. I was so happy that this time they had to strip. I was so excited to see them in their bras.

Ramya rolled and got four. Radha rolled and got 2. Shreya rolled and got 3. Subha rolled and got 1. Finally, Pooja rolled and got 3. I shouted happily.

Then all five girls removed their t-shirts, and they were in their bras. Radha had the best cleavage of all of them.

Then the third round started, and I rolled the dice and got 6 again. I was so happy again and thought I was going to see them in their panties.

The girls took their turn. Ramya got 5, Radha got 4, Shreya got 3, Subha got 2, and finally, they were counting on Pooja. Pooja prayed to all the gods and rolled, and she got 6. Oh my God!

According to the rules, I should get higher, or else I should have to strip. The girls were so happy that they won this round.

I had to remove my pants, and I was in my underwear. At this point, I had an underwear and a pair of socks on my legs.

The fourth round started. I lost hope because even if I got 6, one of the girls getting 6 had a higher probability. I got 5, and Ramya got 6.

Everybody thought I was going to remove my socks. But to their surprise, I stood up and removed my underwear. Some laughed at my small dick, and some had a weird face.

Radha laughed and said, “OMG! You are damn hot.”

I covered my dick with my hands and sat down. But my dick started to erect due to shyness.

The fifth round started, and I lost. I had to remove the left sock. In the sixth round, I lost my right sock, and I was completely naked in the final round.

Everyone started laughing, and I got embarrassed and wanted to take revenge.

Radha: “What a hot body he has!”

Ramya: “What a small dick! Hahaha.”

Shreya: “You lost… so you have to stay naked all day.”

I was so embarrassed and thought I could take revenge on them by inviting them to another game. I asked for another game.

Radha agreed, but Shreya said, “He doesn’t have a piece of clothing, so how will he play?”

Ramya said, “If he loses, he will run naked before the girls’ hostel tomorrow night.”

I was scared that if I didn’t win, every junior girl in the college would see me naked. I had to think twice before accepting the challenge because the risk was higher.

I decided to accept but put a condition that if they lost, I would fuck Ramya. Ramya accepted the condition.

They had the right to choose the game. Ramya chose chess because Radha is a 2100+ rated player, and she believed her more that she would win.

I was shit scared because I was just a 1600 rated player. I would know for sure that I would lose the game and would have to run naked in front of all those girls.

We started playing. As I guessed, she was showing her skills, and due to fear and her awesome play, I started to lose pieces one by one.

Then she took my queen. I came to the decision that I would be ashamed tomorrow no matter what.

Suddenly, Radha deliberately started losing her position. I don’t know why, but I could see that she wanted me to win.

Soon I got an advantageous position. Ramya was a bit tense because she would be the one who would get fucked by me.

Radha just said, “He is brilliant.”

Ramya couldn’t digest that Radha was losing. Finally, I won.

Ramya yelled at Radha. Radha said, “He is too brilliant to defeat.”

Ramya had no option. She accepted the defeat and started stripping.

“OMG! Am I going to fuck Ramya in front of these girls?” I thought to myself.

I couldn’t believe myself. Ramya stripped her bra and panties, and she was naked at that point.

I said, “It’s okay if you don’t want to.”

She said, “A deal is a deal.”

Soon, I stood up and went near her, but I was shy because everybody was watching. Then, I took my dick and inserted it inside her vagina and started fucking her. I held her hair and fucked her hard in front of the other girls.

Ramya felt embarrassed. Seriously, that is the best feeling I ever had in my entire life. Ramya looked like a whore to me and to others. I fucked her harder, and she moaned and enjoyed it.

At the end of the day, we came out of the house and started heading towards our home.

But I was curious why Radha had let me win and fuck Ramya.

I followed Radha and asked her when she was alone on the way.

Radha: “I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Shreya.”

Me: “Wait, what? Why?”

Radha: “Let’s just say you are not the only one who wanted revenge.”

Me: “Wow. May I know why?”

Radha: “A few months ago, we went on a trip to a hill station. We were bathing in a waterfall. Shreya was in a skirt, and Ramya stripped her naked in front of many boys. She ran naked to the clothing place and got embarrassed. Shreya is my close friend, so I was waiting for a good chance to take revenge on that bitch, and today because of you, I got it.”

Me: “Thank you so much. First time in my life, I fucked a girl.”

Maine dheere se Anuradha mausi ka top utara aur bra ko hata kar uske chote, golaakar boobs ko azaad kar diya. Mausi halki si siski bharte hue, uske hatho ko apne boob par mehsoos kar rahi thi.

Maine pehle uske boobs ko sehlana shuru kiya, phir dheere-dheere unhe masalne laga. Mausi ke muh se halki-halki aah nikal rahi thi.

“Harish… dheere… koi sun na le,” Mausi ne fusfusaya.

Maine uski baat sunkar aur bhi tezi se uske boobs dabane shuru kar diye. Maine ek haath se nipples ko masalta aur doosre se poore boob ko dabata. Mausi ne jism par jaise ek naya ehsaas mehsoos kiya. Uski aankhein bandh ho gayi aur wo mere jism ko kas kar pakad li.

Ab mera haath dheere-dheere mausi ki kamar se neeche, uski jeans ki zip par chala gaya. Mausi ne mere haath ko pakda, “Harish… ye theek nahi hain.”

Par maine uske haath ko hata kar uski jeans ki zip kholne laga. “Mausi, tum bhi to yehi chahti ho,” maine jawab mein kaha.

Zip kholne ke baad maine apna haath uski panty ke upar rakha. Maine Mausi ki gaand ko bhi sehlana shuru kiya. Mausi ka poora jism garam ho chuka tha aur wo mere har sparsh ka aanand le rahi thi. Maine uski panty ke upar se hi uski chut ko ragadna shuru kiya. Mausi ki saanse tez ho gayi.

Maine dheere se uski panty niche sarka di. Mausi ne halki si awaaz ki. Ab mera lund poori tarah se taan chuka tha. Maine dheere-dheere apne lund ko mausi ki chut se ragadna shuru kiya. Mausi ko maza aane laga.

“Harish… andar dhaal do na… please,” Mausi ne dheere se kaha.

Maine pehle uski chut ke hothon ko failaya aur phir maine apne lund ka supada uski chut ke ched par rakha. Mausi ne pehle hi uski patli aur gili chut ko mere lund ke liye taiyaar kar liya tha.

Maine jaise hi lund ko andar dhaala, Mausi ne ek tez ‘aah’ bhari aur usne mere peeth par naakhun dhaal diye. Maine poora lund ek hi jhatke mein andar dhaal diya.

Anuradha dard se cheekh padi, par maine uska muh bandh kar diya. Mera lund andar jaate hi mausi ki chut se khoon nikalne laga. Uski seal toot chuki thi.

Mausi ki aankhon se aansu nikal rahe the. Wo abhi bhi dard mein thi, par main rukne wala nahi tha. Maine ek-ek jhatka lagana shuru kiya. Mausi ne mujhe rokne ki koshish ki, par maine uski baat nahi maani.

“Mausi, dard to hoga hi… yehi to maza hain,” maine kaha aur ek aur tez jhatka lagaya.

Mausi ka dard abb dheere-dheere maze mein badal raha tha. Wo abb mere har jhatke ka aanand le rahi thi. Usne bhi mujhe apne aap se kas kar chipka liya.

“Harish… aur tez… aur tez karo,” Mausi ne ‘aah’ bharte hue kaha.

Maine apni raftaar badha di. Hamara jism abb ek dusre mein ghul chuka tha. Mausi ne apni gaand utha di. Wo jhadne waali thi. Maine bhi apne jhatke tez kar diye.

“Aah… Harish… main… main jhad rahi hu,” mausi ne kaha.

Maine apne lund ko uski chut mein poora andar tak dhaal diya aur jhad gaya. Mausi bhi jhad chuki thi. Dono haanf rahe the.

Maine apna lund uski chut se bahar nikaal liya aur mausi ke upar let gaya. Mausi ne mujhe kas kar gale laga liya.

“Harish… ye… ye kya kiya tumne!?” Mausi ne dard aur maze se bhari awaaz mein kaha.

“Mausi… abb main tumhara hu aur tum meri,” maine jawab diya aur use hontho par ek kiss de diya.

Ab hum dono ek doosre ke jism se chipke hue the. Mausi ne mujhe aur bhi zor se gale laga liya. Usne mere kaan mein kaha, “Harish… mujhe phir se tumse chudwana hain!”

Maine muskuraate hue uski aankhon mein dekha.

“Mausi, hamara rishta abb ek naye mod par aa chuka hain,” maine kaha.

Dono ne ek doosre ko dekha aur muskuraye. Hum dono jante the ki ye rishta abb aur bhi gehra hone wala tha.

Doston, jab hum dono ek doosre se lipat kar soye, to jaise hum dono ko hi jannat mil gayi thi. Agli subah jab meri aankh khuli, to dekha ki mausi mere paas hi so rahi thi.

Unka chehra ekdum shaant aur masoom lag raha tha. Unke hoth halke se khule the, jaise abhi bhi wo raat ke palon ko yaad kar rahi ho. Mujhe unke chehre pe ek muskaan dikhi, jisse mujhe pata chal gaya ki wo bhi is rishte se khush thi.

Dheere se maine unko hilaya, “Mausi… uth jao, subah ho gayi hain.”

Unki aankh khuli, aur unhone mujhe dekha. Unke chehre par ek sharam aur hansi thi.

“Harish… ye… ye kya kiya tumne?” unhone fusfusate hue kaha.

Maine muskuraya, aur unke gaal par ek kiss kar diya.

“Jo aapne chaha, mausi,” maine jawab diya.

Mausi ne apni aankhein bandh kar li aur ek gehri saans li.

“Mujhe pata nahi tha ki mujhe itna maza aayega,” unhone kaha. “Lekin abb mujhe tumhari aadat ho gayi hain.”

Hum dono dheere se uthe aur apne bed theek kar diye, taki kisi ko shaq na ho. Niche aane ke baad, sab ne hum dono ko ek sath dekha, aur unhone poocha, “Mausi, tumhare haath mein kya hua?”

Mausi ne dekha ki uske haath par mere nakhun ke nishaan the, jo raat ko galti se lag gaye the.

“Kuch nahi… raat ko machchar ne kaat liya tha,” mausi ne jawab diya. Sab ne uski baat maan li, par main aur mausi dono muskuraye.

Din bhar hum dono ek doosre se chori-chori aankhein milate rahe. Jab bhi koi hum dono ko dekhta, to hum dono apni nazar hata lete the. Mujhe mausi ka saath achha lag raha tha. Fir main shaam ko mausi se akele mein mila.

“Mausi, humein aage bhi aise hi milna hain, par humein mauka nahi milta,” maine kaha.

“Harish… mujhe bhi tumhara saath pasand hain, par humein koi aisi jagah chahiye jaha koi na ho,” mausi ne jawab diya.

Hum dono ne socha aur phir maine ek plan banaya, “Mausi… kal dopahar ko mummy ko shopping karne bhej do. Main bhi chalta hu… aur hum dono waha se shopping karne ka bahana bana kar nikal jaate hain.”

Mausi ne meri baat maan li aur agle din dopahar ko mummy ko shopping karne bhej diya. Main bhi unke sath chala gaya. Shopping karte-karte hum dono ek doosre se dur ho gaye. Aur hum dono ne apni gaadi pakdi, aur seedhe ghar mein hi chale gaye.

Maine sab ko bataya ki hum shopping karne jaa rahe hain. Par hum ghar mein hi chori-chori milte rahe.

Ghar mein hum dono ek kamre mein chale gaye aur maine darwaza lock kar diya. Mausi ne mujhe kas kar gale lagaya aur mere hontho ko choomne lagi.

“Harish… mujhe tumhari bahut zaroorat hain,” unhone kaha.

Maine mausi ko bed par litaya aur unke hontho ko choosna shuru kar diya. Hum dono ne ek doosre ko poori tarah se nichod liya tha. Fir maine unka top utara aur bra ko hata kar unke boobs ko choosna shuru kar diya.

Wo ‘umm umm’ moaning kar rahi thi. Main unke boobs ko zor-zor se daba raha tha. Mausi ne mere lund ko dekha aur boli, “Harish… tumhara lund to bahut bada hain. Main isse kaise jhel paungi?”

“Mausi… aaj main tumhe itna maza dunga ki tum kabhi bhool nahi paogi,” maine jawab diya.

Maine unki panty utari aur unki chut ko dekha. Wo bilkul gili ho gayi thi. Maine apna lund unki chut ke ched par rakha aur dheere-dheere andar dhaal diya.

Anuradha dard se cheekh padi, par main rukne wala nahi tha. Maine ek hi jhatke mein poora lund unki chut mein dhaal diya.

Anuradha ki aankhon se aansu nikal rahe the, par wo abb dard se zyada maze mein thi. Maine unhe ek aur jhatka lagaya, aur wo bhi moaning karne lagi.

Hum dono ek doosre ko poori tarah se bhool chuke the. Maine apni raftaar badha di, aur unko zor-zor se chodne laga.

“Aah… Harish… main… main jhad rahi hu,” mausi ne kaha.

Maine apne lund ko uski chut mein poora andar tak dhaal diya aur jhad gaya. Anuradha bhi jhad chuki thi. Hum dono haanf rahe the.

*****

Doston, is kahani ka agla hissa main agli baar bataunga. Par tab tak ke liye ye soch kar lund hilao, ki maine apni mausi ko kaise choda.

Following the previous part, I am just going to cut to the end.

So, this affair continued for years, we used to sneak around, blowjobs and fingering in the car, on the side of the road. The excitement of getting caught would give us a new high. We also had some private moments, but not many.

During this period, both of us had also changed jobs, so it was getting tough to get together, with work and family pressure. These created some tense situations, and we would say that we should break up. We would try to stay away from each other.

But in a few days, one of us would relent, and we would be back together again. But one day, we just had a dry hump session in the car. We had a serious talk and decided that this needs to end. We thought we would get together for one last time, make one final memory, and end the affair.

So, we had fixed a date and I had booked a hotel room within the city. To our families, we were travelling out of the city for the night for business.

So, I went to the hotel and checked into the room. I didn’t want the hotel to have records of me staying with another person. So I had asked P to come to the restaurant, where we had dinner. From there, I sneaked her up to the room.

Once we entered the room, she went into the washroom to shower and change. I was making the room ready for her to come out. I had brought a couple of candles. Before I could light the candles, P called from the bathroom asking for a towel.

I picked the one on the bed and headed to the bathroom. I did not enter and pushed the towel through the door. But she asked me to come inside. When I entered, what I saw was a vision to behold. The room was a little steamy, and there was condensation on the bathroom glass.

I could see the naked outline of her body. I could make out the water flowing down her from the shower. I opened the glass door and saw her lathering herself. The water from the shower was moving down her body. I moved closer to her. The steam from the shower was rising up, and so was my desire for her.

I entered the shower behind her and wrapped my hands around her. She turned around and smiled. While she was naked, I still had my clothes on, which were getting drenched. She started to undress me. She would open the button of my shirt and then place a kiss on my skin that she exposed.

The water was running down my skin. She unbuckled my belt and removed my trousers and my briefs. The wet clothes were on the floor of the bathroom, while we continued to explore each other in the shower. I took some soap in my hands and started soaping her up.

When I tried to grab her boobs, the soap in my hands made them slippery. It was tough for me to hold on. they would keep escaping me. In the meantime, she started rubbing herself against me. The two wet bodies are rubbing against each other, kissing and trying to latch on to each other.

My desire was at its peak, and she could feel it against her inner thighs. She brought her thighs closer to grip me between them. She moved her hand down to grip me and started to move it back and forth. Because of the soap, her movement was easy, unrestricted. She started to play with my balls.

I wanted to make her feel something different. I could feel her breasts moving up and down against my chest, while her hand was moving on my dick. I was reaching the peak, and I didn’t want to come this soon, so I stopped her and turned her around.

I started kissing her back, trailing down, biting, licking every drop of water. she was leaning back into me. I went down her back, and when I came to her buttocks, I took a slight bite, which made her scream a little. She immediately turned back towards me. She pulled me up and started to kiss me desperately.

I moved my hands to her buttocks and lifted her, while she wrapped herself around me. I was kneading her buttocks when my finger lightly touched her asshole. It made her gasp into my mouth. This gave me the green light, and I used my finger to massage her hole lightly.

The touch of my finger the second time made her jump a little. Her grip around me got tighter. I continued to increase the pressure of my finger, and then it happened. The tip of my finger entered her bum hole. By now, she was biting on my neck, unable to control herself.

With her wrapped around me, I moved from the bathroom to the bed. All through the way, my dick was near her pussy. I could feel the heat emanating from there. I put her on the bed, and I started to eat her. My tongue was making circles around her clit.

The tip of my finger was still playing inside her ass. She was pushing my head into her, with her legs on my shoulders, pulling me in. She was on the verge of cumming, and I wanted her to come around me. So, I moved up and lined myself up to her entrance and gave a small push.

I entered her hot and wet pussy. Her wetness helped me slide into her, and with a couple of pushes, I was fully inside her. I was looking at her. Her eyes were closed. Her face turned to one side. One of her legs was resting on my shoulder, while the other was around my waist.

Her hands were on my buttocks, pushing me deeper into her. She was directing the speed of my movements in and out of her. In a couple of minutes, I could feel the wetness increase around me. The walls of her pussy were gripping my dick.

With a few shudders, she orgasmed. I was still hard and far from my orgasm. I stood there still inside her, feeling her contractions. They slowed down after some time. A thought crossed my mind at that point, when she had recovered a little, I pulled myself out of her.

I made her sit on the edge of the bed. I stood in front of her with my dick covered in her juices, close to her mouth. She understood, opened her mouth, and started licking the juices on my liquid. She started kissing my dick from the bottom of the shaft.

When she reached the top, she took the tip and started sucking it between her lips. With slow movements of her head, she started taking me deeper and deeper into her mouth. I was holding onto her hair so that it wouldn’t fall on her face. I had a clear view of my dick going in and out of her mouth.

In between, she would look into my eyes and give me a wink. Oh, God, that felt heavenly. While she couldn’t take me fully into her mouth, I could feel the tip of my dick hitting the back of her throat. I was ready to explode and started increasing the rhythm, and she was matching them.

I could feel myself expanding in her mouth and released myself. She continued to suck me till there was no more cum left, and then she stood up and pulled me down towards her, planting a kiss. It was kinky. The kiss had a mix of her saliva and my cum.

She used her tongue to push into my mouth, which I accepted. I was spent, and so was she. We needed a break. We cuddled for a little while and drifted off to sleep. After some time, I woke up to find her resting with her head on my shoulder. I could feel her breast pressing against the side of my chest.

I rolled her over to her back and started sucking on her nipples. She started to squirm a little when I moved my hand to her pussy. In no time, she was wet. I continued to play with her, biting her, licking her and fingering her. She continued to squirm under me.

I started biting her ears and leaving small hickey marks near her shoulders, close to the armpit. She had her arms around me, and suddenly, she rolled me over. She was on top of me now. She was sitting on my stomach, straight. I tried to push myself up, but she pushed me back down. “Don’t move,” she said.

She put one of her hands on my chest and started playing with my chest hairs and the nipples. She reached behind her with the other hand and took hold of my dick. Her grip was not very tight, but she had a good hold of me. I could feel myself growing in her hand.

She started moving her hand up and down the length of my dick, while I started pinching her nipples. Every time I squeezed one of her nipples, she would squeeze the tip of my dick between her thumb and forefinger. She continued for some time.

Then she leaned to the side and took a condom from the back of the bed. She took the condom out of the wrapper and placed it in her mouth. She positioned her mouth above my dick and put the condom on the tip. One of her hands was gripping the base of my dick tightly.

This made my dick go stiffer and straighter. She then started unrolling the condom along the length of my dick. She used her lips to cover the top part and the tongue, and her hands to roll it down the length of my shaft. Then she got up and brought my dick to her pussy and guided it inside her.

I could see myself slowly disappearing into her. She was slow in her movements. I was trying to push myself into her. But she looked at me with an expression in her eyes that said I am in control, and you better listen to me. She took her time to take me inside her fully.

Once I was inside her, she stayed there like that for a few moments before she started moving herself. It was not an up-and-down movement, but a back-and-forth. She started slowly. Her hands were on my chest. Her rhythm was slow in the beginning, but quickly picked up speed.

She was digging her nails into my chest. I was running my hands all over her face, and she took my fingers in her mouth, sucking on them. Rolling her tongue around them. Her back was arched, and I could see her boobs jutting forward. I pulled her down over me and took her boobs in my mouth.

I rolled her over and pulled myself out of her. She was underneath me. We had sex in the missionary position so many times. So, I pushed myself out of bed and pulled her to the edge, and turned her over again. I made her stand on all fours and entered her from behind.

I had a strong grip of her waist as I continued to move in and out of her. After a few strokes, I asked her to bend forward in such a way that her ass was sticking up and her face was resting on the bed.

When I started pushing into her in this position, she started screaming, “Oh yes. This is so much deeper.” I continued to push myself deeper into her. She was moving her ass back to meet me, to get me to go deeper. I could feel my legs shaking.

I could feel ready to explode. In a few instants, I was releasing my cum in her, as I fell on top of her. When I moved out of her place, I could hear a slight popping sound. We did not let the night go to waste and had sex with each other a couple of more times.

We did not want the morning to come, as that meant the end of the affair. But the morning did come, and it was time for us to say our final goodbyes. There were some tears, unsure if we will meet each other again.

After that day, we continued to exchange messages for a few days. But the duration of those messages became longer and longer, till one day they completely stopped.

There still continues to be a small hope that we will cross paths with each other, but will it be the same again? The question continues to linger.

That brings me to the end of my story. Thank you all for reading the story. Please let me know your thoughts at [email protected].

Hi, Madhan here—an unapologetic erotic storyteller. Thanks to all ISS readers for your eager feedback. If you’re seeking secret thrills—girls, women, couples—find me on Hangouts or mail at [email protected] or Telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity guaranteed.

This story will be narrated from the footsteps of Madhan.

I (Madhan) live in one of the quiet neighbourhoods in Bangalore. The first time I noticed the heroine, Anupama, was during one of my post-dinner night walks through the peaceful streets.

Anupama, a cute and, importantly, hot woman, is in her mid-thirties. She was strolling with her husband, laughing and chatting loudly with cheerful jokes.

I felt an instant liking and connection to her outburst of laughter, especially for her flashing teeth. Her husband, in his 40s, had a serious expression, and their two kids were walking behind them.

My eyes were fixed on Anupama’s cheerful smile, mesmerised by the magnetic attraction of her round, chubby cheeks. Despite my stare, she never even once glanced in my direction. Somehow, her face seemed oddly familiar. However, I couldn’t remember where I’d seen her before.

Every morning, the first thing I do is to visit a nearby tea shop. The next morning, I realised she was a regular there, too. I must have seen her a hundred times before—but without noticing. The moment I saw it, a smile instinctively crossed my face.

This time, she too noticed me —but her face was unreadable, expressionless. Our eyes met briefly. It was the first time Anupama acknowledged my existence.

Anupama is a nursery school teacher. Every morning, she waited for her bus at the same spot. From that day, my daily glances became a ritual, subtle yet consistent. She, too, noticed, I could tell. Yet, her face remained calm, her emotions well-guarded.

Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Still, nothing more than glances passed between us.

Then came the festival of Ganesha Chaturthi.

The entire street buzzed with life. The enormous Ganesha idol stood tall, surrounded by worshippers. Around 7 in the evening, I stood with my friends, watching the crowd. That’s when I saw her apart from my morning glances.

Oh my god, like an angel, Anupama. Her milky skin glowed brighter in the cream-colored saree. Her huge, shapely, round pair of boobs was firmly caged in the tight clasp of her blouse. Her perfect pair of thick ass cheeks swayed with every step. Damn, I wanted to grab them and squeeze the pulp.

My eyes couldn’t let go of Anupama’s soft, juicy body. Her cute face glowed vibrantly due to the jasmine flower over her dark hair. She, with her husband, performed the Pooja. While returning, her eyes met mine. For a moment, everything else fell away.

My usually normal gaze was lusty, not just lusty but raping this time. My eyes lingered too long on cherishing her sexy, milky, cushiony assets running all across her body while she stared at me. But this time, her response was different.

In contrast, Anupama didn’t look away immediately. Her eyes seemed to acknowledge mine—as if she’d read my thinking. A subtle shift in her gaze hinted at awareness. It wasn’t flirtation. It wasn’t rejection. It was… something else. A quiet message only silence could carry.

With so much of a crowd around, her husband had no clue that a stranger was undressing and feasting his wife with his laser-eyed stare. I continued to watch and savour Anupama even after she broke eye contact.

As they passed by, she slowed her steps, allowing my hungry, dirty eyes to swallow her. After climbing onto the bike, Anupama’s innocent eyes glanced once more in my direction. This expression made my dick hard.

I noticed for the first time a secret message passing through her eyes. She signalled to me to control my hunger by moving the eyeball, indicating the presence of her husband. I winked at her, showing that her beauty and hotness are so high that her husband’s notice is ignorant to me.

Then came something I hadn’t expected: the softest hint of a smile. Or was it a blush? I couldn’t be sure. But it was enough.

As they drove away on their two-wheeler, she turned back one last time. Especially the way her fingers twisted, pulling her saree pallu covering the minimal exposed part of her blouse. Her creamy blouse held two humongous 36-sized huge tankards, which were inviting my harsh hands and lips.

As if aware of my lingering gaze, she glanced into my eyes, challenging me to lower her saree pallu. It was a consent unspoken and a beginning of a secret.

Immediately after that sidelong longing look of Anupama, a heartache due to two fucking holidays after that day. I was restless.

Monday morning. No sign of her.

Tuesday. Angry of not showing herself, I stood hidden from the view of the bus stop. Anupama was much earlier than her usual time and waited at the bus stop, alone. No husband.

Wow, Anupama was mouthwatering in the black saree with fresh jasmine, fidgeting with her handbag restlessly. Anupama’s eyes flicked towards the road again and again, not for the bus but for me.

Minutes stretched, she smoothed her saree, adjusted her watch & bangles, and shifted her weight from one foot to another. Her eyes swept, and her gaze finally caught me standing there, hidden. Her lips parted in a soft gasp, her cheeks flushed with colour.

She looked down, pretending to be busy. The school bus arrived, and she stepped into the bus. As the bus passed by me, Anupama’s eyes watched me with satisfaction, need, and yearning more than I had anticipated. I couldn’t resist.

I got on my bike and followed the bus at a distance, just enough to see it turn into the school compound. I decided not to go into her office space. That same day at closing time, I waited outside the school to start our first conversation.

In the evening, when the gate opened, Anupama walked out, her umbrella shielding her from the drizzle, only to run into me. Anupama notices me instantly with a flicker of surprise. Her big, round eyes widened and then narrowed quietly in fear and excitement.

She turned away sharply, adjusting that pallu hiding her huge bosom. It will be mercilessly smashed and eaten away by me later.

I followed closely behind her, keeping a low tone, “Anupama madam”.
She spun toward me, her eyes darting around toward the bus, the watchman, and the group of teachers. Her voice was barely above a whisper, but carried a quiet urgency, “What are you doing here? Someone might see us.”

“I couldn’t control your invitation,” I replied calmly. “No… This isn’t the place,” she said, clutching her bag a little tighter, pressing into her bare navel.

I leaned in, close enough that my breath fell on her ear, “Then tell me where?”
She blurted out, as if talking to the ground, “I can’t talk here.”

“Then give me your number”, I quickly responded. She watched me with a hint of a smile, “How bold of you,” and uttered her number while she sprinted to the bus.

Our first text exchange started while the school bus was moving. “Oh heavens, Anupama, you looked mouthwatering today. I would have forgotten the world around and kissed you madly in the broad daylight in front of your school.”

There was a silence, and then her reply, “Is that how you greet a married woman? How do you even know my name?” I didn’t respond right away, and then I replied, “I just noticed. During the festival… I couldn’t forget your….”

Another pause. Then her message, “Please don’t text me. I’ve reached home. Please…” I immediately responded, “Don’t worry, Anu, I won’t, unless you want me to. I promise.”

There was no further text that day. I then intentionally disappeared with no further texting. A month passed. No texts. Just ritual morning glances. Just silence.

Then one busy afternoon, my phone buzzed with Anu’s message, “Are you free tomorrow?” I waited with a smile, enjoying her invitation. Not responding, I waited for her next text. Her second text message was more immediate: “Sorry, Hello.”

I replied after a few minutes, “Hey, my dirty mind is expecting something, something soft.” She replied, not answering my question, “There’s a cultural event at school tomorrow. Can we meet?”

I replied rudely, “It’s better if we don’t meet. You are married, a married teacher.”

Anu, “Ok. But Why?”

I reply, “I can’t control my hands and lips.”

There was a long gap before her next message, “7 PM. Only if you are free.” I didn’t respond to this message, and she also didn’t text again.

At 7, the sky was dim, cloudy, and the drizzle was returning once more. Anupama steps out alone, taking slow, measured steps. Damn, the same cream-colored saree from the festival. Her expression was stony. She walked slowly toward my bike.

No words came out of Anupama’s juicy lips. Her eyes scanned the area, cautiously. And then, she climbed onto my bike, sitting sideways. Silently, I drove the bike away. Her body was contactless with me. The thrill of Anu behind me was morphed by her distance from my body.

I wanted her cushiony soft melons to squeeze onto my back and her delicate hands to encircle my tummy. I intentionally applied sudden breaks, but she sat so firmly that her body never scratched mine. She kept mum even after driving 5 km away from the school.

Once my bike hit the highway, I stopped at a corner.

Anu, “What happened? Where are we going?” I didn’t respond to her questions. She asked again, “Hey, I’m scared, Madhan. Where are you taking me?” I replied, “If you are not interested, I will drop you off”.

She uttered, “Hey, what interest? I asked only to meet. I have to get back home.” I turned back, angry, looking right into her eyes. She lowered her innocent-looking gaze. “Anu, sit closer and be silent”.

She obeyed by sitting closer, grazing her body feathery against mine. I pulled her tightly closer, making her boobs squeeze onto my back, and drove the bike further. I knew a park that would be deserted at this time. I drove straight to that park.

I walked into the park, but she stood near the gate. I turn, and then she follows me at a distance. I go and sit on a wooden seat, and she scans all around. The park was deserted, with only one or two couples in other directions and out of sight of this seat.

She sits next to me at a distance. I stare at her, but she watches the ground. I question her, “Why did you come?” She raised her eyebrows, meeting my eyes, “What?”

I reply, “I told you I would kiss you, but still you came. Why?”

Anupama blushed. I grabbed her arm and pulled her close to me. I felt her hands shivering, and her chest beat faster in tension. Sweat drops formed on her forehead in this cold weather. I lift her chin. She pushes my hand away and says, “Hey, Madhan, someone might see.”

I cup her face and unresistively lock my lips. Oh heavens, those thick, juicy lips, I suck one after another lip. My hand quickly moved to her bare navel. Anupama opens her lips the moment my rough hand squeezes her bare navel.

My tongue travels into her mouth and tastes her juices. My hand moved quickly, touching the soft, heavy boobs of Anupama. The moment my thumb squeezes her nipples hard over the blouse, she breaks the kiss with a moan, “Ahh. Madhan”.

She locks her lips again, this time our noses colliding, we are deeply eating each other. Our tongues are freely moving in and out of our lips. Oh heavens, my hands grabbed her huge melons. So huge that I couldn’t completely take them in a single clasp.

I squeezed spongy. Her hand was clasping my collar. My dick was tearing out of my tight pants. I grabbed her chin and hurriedly kissed her cheeks and neck. My hands tried to poke into her saree to reach her pussy. But the wrap of the saree around her navel was too tight.

“Ahh. Please stop, Madhan”, she was deeply enjoying the kiss. I continued kissing, and my lips drenched her ears with saliva. Heavens, I couldn’t and never be fulfilled by the kiss. The kiss went longer. Our lips met again, and she was a great kisser.

My hands massaged her humongous boobs over the blouse. A distant sound. Anu panicked, stopping the unfulfilled kiss. I notice all around searching for the source of the sound. I grab her face and continue to suck the honey off her lips.

But she was scared. Sensing her, I stopped the kiss, “Ok, let’s leave”, I said. Anupama’s eyes were moist, and her lipstick stain was greasy below her lips. I wipe the lipstick stain with my thumb, and we return to the bike.

I drive her back and drop off near a place as per the plans. She wanted to take an auto back home to maintain a good impression on the public’s eyes. My back enjoyed her huge melon squeeze on the drive back.

While she drove back in the auto, I texted her, “I am not at all satisfied. I want more. I mean the complete you. Plan and tell”.

She (You know who) replied with a smiley emoji, “Bye. Reached home”

In the second part, you will see the slutty yo-yo side of the traditional girl as she removes her black saree, revealing the milky heavens. Damn, Anu is at her peak pleasure.

Until the next part.