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Tere Nana 5–6-minute tak mere upar hi lete rahe. Hum dono ab bhi ek dusre ko chum rahe the. Fir tere Nanaji uthe aur bole.

Nanaji: Beta ab main chalta hun. Anushka aane wali hogi.

Iske baad tere Nana ne mujhe ek baar aur kiss kiya fir woh bathroom chale gaye. Jab woh bathroom se aaye unhone room ki light on kardi. Mujhe na kehna ka mauka hi nahi mila. Jaise hi light on hui aur tere Nana ne mujhe dekha toh unki aankhe fati ki fati reh gayi.

Nanaji: Anushka, Sakshi kahan hai?

Main bed par nangi hi leti hui thi. Tere Nana ki aankho mein darr tha.

Main: Papa Sakshi yahan thi hi nahi, yahan sirf main hi thi.

Nanaji: Kya?

Ye sunte hi tere Nana aur darr gaye, main shayad samajh bhi gayi thi ki woh kyun darr rahe hai.

Main: Papa aap ko darne ki zaroorat nahi hai, main iss baare mein kisi ko kuch nahi bataungi agar aap bhi kuch nahi bataoge.

Nanaji: Haan… Haan… yahi sahi hoga. Bhul jaate hai aisa kuch hua bhi tha.

Main: Haan papa yahi sahi hoga. Par aap mujhe ek baat bataoge ki aapka aur Sakshi ka sambandh kaise bana.

Nanaji: Bataunga beta par kisi aur ko iss baare mein mat batana.

Main: Thik hai, papa.

Isse pehle tere Nana ne mujhe sab bata paate teri masi (Sakshi) room mein aa gayi. Kyunki tere Nana ne gate laga diya tha, woh andar nahi aa payi. Maine jaldi se gown pehna, aur tere Nana ne bhi kapde pehne.

Jab mujhe laga ki ab hum dono ne kapde pehen liye hai, maine gate khola aur bahar Sakshi thoda naraz dikh rahi thi. Par jaise hi usne papa ko mere saath dekha woh confuse ho gayi.

Sakshi: Papa aap yahan kya kar rahe ho?

Tere Nana thoda ghabraye par apne aap ko sambhalkar unhone jawaab diya.

Nanaji: Arrey! Beta woh main tujhe kuch batane aaya tha. Par tu nahi thi toh fir main beth kar Anu se baat karne lag gaya. Ab mujhe bhi chalna chahiye, kal subah se hi bahut saare programs hai.

Ye kehke tere Nana kamre se jaane lage. Tabhi Sakshi boli

Sakshi: Papa ruko main bhi chalti hun aap raaste main mujhe bata dena kya baat thi?

Main samajh gayi thi ki Sakshi asal mein tere Nana ko dhundne bahar gayi thi. Aur abhi bhi woh tere Nana se chudwana chahti thi. Main unka picha karna chahti thi, par uss chudai ke baad main kaafi thak gayi thi isiliye main so gayi.

Jab main subah uthi toh Sakshi abhi bhi so rahi thi. Main jaldi taiyaar hui taaki niche jaake nashta kar sakun. Jab main niche pahuchi toh sabse pehle main teri sabse badi masi Rakhi se mili.

Jab main usse baat kar rahi thi main yahi soch rahi thi kya ye bhi tere Nanaji se chudai karwati hai ya nahi. Main tere Nanaji se baat karke unke affair ke baare mein janna chahti thi. Main sabhi rishtedaaro se baat karte waqt bhi tere Nana ko hi dhund rahi thi.

Fir 15–20-minute baad tere Nanaji mujhe dikhai diye kisi se baat karte hue. Main sidhe tere Nana ke paas chali gayi. Tere Nana mujhe dekhte hi samajh gaye ki main kya baat karna chahti hun.

Woh jisse baat kar rahe the usse excuse main kehke side mein jaane lage. Main bhi unke piche piche chalne lagi. Jaise hi hum wedding hall se thoda dhur pahuche maine kaha.

Main: Papa, mujhse ab wait nahi ho raha hai aapko mujhe batana padega aapka aur Sakshi ka rishta kaise bana. Iske alawa bhi mere kai sawaal hai.

Nanaji: Beta main sabhi sawaalon ke jawaab dunga par yahan nahi. Kisi ne ye sab sunn liya toh hamari reputation se lekar relations tak sab khatam ho jayenge.

Tere Nana sahi keh rahe the, par mere andar ki curiosity ye sab samajh ne ke liye ready nahi thi.

Main: Nahi papa aapko mujhe abhi mere sabhi questions ke answer dene honge.

Nanaji: Samajh beta, sirf meri hi nahi teri reputation, teri behen ki reputation sab khatam ho jayegi.

Main: Toh chaliye room mein chalke bataiye.

Tere Nana ne thodi der socha fir bole.

Nanaji: Thike beta chal mere room mein chalke baat karte hai.

Hum dono tere Nana ke room mein pahuche. Unke pass key card tha jisse hum room mein enter hue.

Nanaji: Beta isse pehle main tujhe sab bataun tu promise kar kisiko iske baare mein kuch nahi bataegi.

Main: Haan Papa kisiko nahi bataungi, promise! Mere bete ki kasam.

Iske baad tere Nana ne mujhe sab bataya kaise unka aur Sakshi ka affair shuru hua. Iske alawa unhone mere sabhi questions ka jawaab bhi diya. Ussi samay mujhe pata chala ki tere Nana ka affair teri sabse badi masi Rakhi, teri sabse chhoti masi Meenakshi ke saath bhi chal raha tha.

Main tujhe Rakhi, Sakshi aur Meenakshi ke saath affair ke baare mein nahi bataungi kyunki maine papa se promise kiya tha. Jab tere Nana ne sab kuch bata diya uske baad woh mujhe dekhte hue bole.

Nanaji: Beta kal jo kuch bhi hua…

Isse pehle tere Nana kuch bol paate maine unhe bich mein rok diya.

Main: Papa kal raat jo kuch bhi hua uska mujhe afsoos nahi hai.

Nanaji: Beta tu ye kya keh rahi hai?

Main: Papa sach kaho toh kal raat mujhe jitna sukh mila utna mujhe kabhi nahi mila.

Nanaji: Kya matlab beta?

Main: Picchle 5 saalon se mere pati ne mere saath sex nahi kiya hai. Kal raat jab apne mujhe chuaa ussi samay mere shareer mein ek current sa daudh gaya tha. Par isse pehle bhi jab unhone mere saath sex kiya tab bhi mujhe itna sukh nahi mila. Jitna mujhe aapke saath sex karke mila.

Nanaji: Beta tujhe samajh aa raha hai tu kya keh rahi hai?

Main: Haan papa, main keh rahi hun ki main chahti hun aap mere saath bhi wahi rishta banaye jo aapka meri baaki teeno beheno se hai.

Nanaji: Par tu meri beti hai aur main tera pita. Apan dono ke bich mein aisa rishta nahi ban sakta.

Main: Toh kya Rakhi, Sakshi aur Meenakshi aapki beti nahi hai. Jaisa rishta aapka unke saath waisa hi rishta apan dono ka bhi ho sakta hai.

Ye kehte hi maine tere Nana ko kiss karna shuru kar diya. Pehle toh tere Nana ko samajh hi nahi aaya, par thodi hi der mein unhone bhi mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya. Hum dono ek dusre ko bahut tightly kiss kar raha tha.

Hum dono ne jaldi se ek dusre ke kapde utaare, jaise hi hum dono nange hue main niche zameen par beth gayi aur tere Nana ka lund pakad ke hilaane lagi, thodi der hilaane ke baad maine unka lund muh mein le liya aur usse chusne lagi.

Tere Nana ka lund mere gale ke jad ta jaa raha tha. 2–3-minute baad tere Nana ne mujhe palang par litaya aur mere upar aakar 69 position mein meri chut chaatne lage. Main bhi unke lund ko chuse jaa rahi thi.

Tere Nana ek aurat ko santosht karne ke saari tricks jaante hai. Tere Nana ki tongue mere chut mein andar bahar ho rahi thi. Unhone kuch hi seconds mein apni ungli bhi meri chut ke andar bahar karna shuru kar di.

Unka muh mere clitoris ko chaat raha tha. Kuch hi minutes mein main jhad gayi par tere Nana ka lund abhi bhi bahut kadak tha. Unhone mujhe apne uppar se uthaya aur bed par litaya.

Uske baad unhone apna lund meri chut par set kiya aur ek hi jhatke mein pura lund meri chut mein utaar diya.

Nanaji: Beta abhi humein jaldi karna hoga, kabhi bhi koi bhi room mein aa sakta hai.

Maa: Aah! Papa aapko jaise chodna hai waise… chodiye. Mujhe koi dikkat nahi hai.

Mere ye bolte hi tere Nana mujhe tej jhatko ke saath chodne lage. Woh kabhi mere left boob ko chuste toh kabhi mere right boob ko chuste. Mujhe unki chudai mein itna sukh mil raha tha jitna mujhe kabhi nahi mila tha.

Tere Nana ne ek dum se apna lund nikala, isse pehle mein kuch keh pati tere Nana ne mujhe palat ke kutiya bana diya. Fir ek hi jhatke mein apna lund firse meri chut mein daal diya.

Unka ek haath meri gaand par tha aur ek haath se mere baal khich rahe the. Unhone ek dum se meri gaand par jordar thapad mara. Mujhe uss thapad se dard dard kam aur pleasure jyada mila.

Main tere Nana ko phiche mud ke dekhne lagi. Tere Nana samajh gaye ki mujhe uss thapad main maza aaya. Woh meri gaand par aur thapad maarne lage. Usse meri siskariya aur badh gayi.

Mein jhadne waali thi, tere Nana bhi ye samajh gaye the. Isiliye unhone mere face apni taraf ghumaya aur mujhe chumna shuru kiya taaki meri siskariya koi aur na sunn sake.

Kuch hi seconds mein main jhad gayi. Par tere Nana ka lund abhi bhi mere andar tha ek dum kadak.

Main: Aah! Papa… aapka lund… ooooo abhi bhi bahut tight hai. Aap abhi tak nahi jhade kya?

Nanaji: Beta asli mard apni aurat ko pura santusht karta hai phir khud santusht hota hai.

Main: Aapke damad bhi kaash aapke jaise hote.

Nanaji: Beta har koi asli mard nahi hota hai. Par chinta mat kar ab tujhe tera asli mard mil gaya hai.

Tere Nana sahi keh rahe the, aaj jaake mujhe mera asli mard mila tha. Uske baad unhone mujhe khada kiya aur meri ek taang ko uthaya. Uske baad unhone apna lund meri chut mein daala aur mujhe khade khade hi chodne lage.

Maine kabhi iss position mein sex nahi kiya tha. Par tere Nana mujhe sex ke baare mein kaafi nayi cheeze sikha rahe the. Hum dono ek dusre ko kiss kar rahe the.

Tere Nana kabhi mere honton ko kaatte toh kabhi mere neck ko chumte. Thodi hi der mein main fir se jhad gayi. Jaise hi main jhadi tere Nana ne mujhe godi mein utha liya aur sidhe bed par lita diya.

Uske baad woh mujhe missionary position mein mere uppar aakar mujhe chodne lage. Thodi hi der mein mujhe chumte hue woh bhi mere andar hi jhad gaye. Hum dono ab bhi ek dusre ko chum rahe the. 2–3-minute baad hum dono alag hue aur ek dusre ko dekhne lage.

Main: Wow, Papa! Ab samajh aaya kyun meri behne aapse chudwati hai.

Nanaji: Beta ek baap ki zimmedari hai apni betiyon ko khush rakhna. Ek baap se jyada sukh betiyon ko bhala kaun de sakta hai.

Main: Woh toh aapne sahi kaha. Par kya aap ye sukh mujhe future mein bhi doge?

Nanaji: Beta terko jab lage tab tu yeh sukh lena. Tera baap terko kabhi mana nahi karega.

Ye kehke hum dono ek dusre ko firse kiss karne lage. Iske baad tere Nana ne mujhe ek baar aur choda. Fir humne puri shaadi mein mauke dhunde ek dusre ko chodne ke. Tere Nana na sirf teri teeno masi ko balki meri bhi acche chudai karte the.

Fir jab shaadi khatam hui aur main Jaipur aa gayi, tere Nana Indore chale gaye. Tab ek mahine tak hum nahi mile. Uss samay mujhe tere Nana ki khub yaad aati thi. Main roz unse baat karti thi. Hum dono ek dusre ke jism ke bhukhe the. Tabhi tere Nana ne mujhe idea diya ki main unse milne aaun Indore.

Mujhe unka idea bahut accha laga, jab maine tere papa se kaha toh unhone bhi jhat se haan kardi. Tune bhi chalne se mana kar diya tha, toh fir main akele hi Indore chali gayi jo ki main aur tere Nana chahte the.

Jab main Indore ghar par pahuchi toh tere Nana ne mere ghar ke andar ghuste se hi mujhe kiss karna shuru kar diya. Unhone jaldi se mere kapde utaare aur mujhe gate se sata kar standing position mein chodne lage.

Hum dono ek dusre ke jism ke bhukhe the isiliye mujhe bhi iss tarah ki chudai mein maza aa raha tha. Uske baad tere Nana ne mujhe poore hafte jab main Indore mein rahi tab mujhe har pal chodte the.

Main aur tere Nana poore din nange hi rehte the. Unhone kaamwali ko bhi aane se mana kar diya tha, toh poore din raat humein disturb karne waala koi nahi tha.

Fir jis din main Indore se jaa rahi thi tab mujhe bahut rona aa raha tha ki mujhe ab fir se 3-4 mahine wait karna padega. Par tab tere Nana ne mujhse kaha.

Nanaji: Beta tu ro mat. Chinta mat kar maine soch liya hai ki apan dono ki chudai kaise continue rahegi.

Main: Par kaise, main agle 3-4 mahino tak nahi aa paungi. Aapke paas toh Rakhi, Sakshi, aur Meenakshi rahegi. Mujhe toh nahi lagta ki aapko meri yaad bhi aayegi.
Jaise hi maine ye kaha tere Nana ne mujhe ek dum se apni taraf khicha aur mujhe kiss karne lage. Main uss kiss samajh gayi thi ki tere Nana ke liye main kaafi special hun. Jaise hi hamari kiss tooti tere Nana ne kaha.

Nanaji: Beta meri har beti ki chut mere liye special hai. Mujhe har roz meri har beti ki yaad aati hai. Ek baap ke liye bhi baccha kam ya jyada special nahi hota.

Uske baad tere Nana ne mujhe plan bataya ki kaise hum dono ki chudai chalegi. Uss plan ke according tere Nana bhi mahine mein ek baar Jaipur aayenge mere se milne.

Par taaki kisiko doubt na ho woh hamare ghar mein rehne ki jagah ek hotel mein rahenge. Jahan main roz dopahar ko jaake tere Nana ke saath sex kar sakun.

Aur jab bhi mujhe mauka mile main Indore chali jaun. Taaki tere Nana aur main bina kisi problem ke ek dusre ke jism ka fayda utha sake. Iss tarah mera aur tera Nana ka affair chal raha tha.

Now Back to Present:
Main: Hmmm… Manna padega plan toh kaafi accha tha. Akhir 2 saal tak jo chal raha tha.

Maa: Beta maine terko puri kahani batadi… ab toh woh video delete kar de.

Ye sunte hi main zor se hasne lag gaya.

Main: Aapko laga ki main aapki affair story sunke video delete kar dunga. Nahi maa ab toh aap meri slave ho ya fir kahun rakhail ho.

Maine jaise hi ye bola maa ne mujhe ek jordaar thapad maar diya.

Maa: Ye kya keh raha hai tu. Apni maa ko rakhail bolte hue sharam nahi aa rahi tujhe.

Tabhi maine bhi maa ko ek thapad maar diya. Maa bilkul shock ho gayi thi. Unhe yakeen hi nahi ho raha tha ki unke bete ne unhe thapad mara tha. Par main yahin nahi roka, maine mummy ke baal khiche aur bola.

Main: Haan rakhail ho aap meri. Kyunki meri chuppi ke liye aapko meri rakhail banna padega.

Ye bolte hi maine maa ko kiss kar diya.

THE END.

Hi all, this incident happened a few weeks ago. I had been to Mysore for a vacation with some friends.

I stayed back there because my uncle lives in that city. It wasn’t planned; I just visited them since I was in the city. As we spoke, he told me to stay, as I didn’t have to go to the office for the next four days.

Back in Bangalore, I stay in a PG, so staying at their place and having home-cooked food was the best option.

I went back to my friends and roamed around. They left Mysore around 8 pm, and I went to my uncle’s place.

He has a shop, and I was there until 10 pm. We both went to a bar, bought him a whiskey, and then went back to the room.

My uncle and I used to drink when we were at our native place.

We reached home, and aunty welcomed me.

I went to take a bath, and she gave me my uncle’s lungi.

Uncle went to take a bath, and I went out to have a smoke.

Uncle and I sat and started drinking. Uncle poured a drink for his wife, and she took it in one shot.

Aunty was a bit high after two large drinks.

My uncle and I had four rounds and then stopped.

Then aunty served dinner. As she served, I could see her cleavage clearly. We were both sitting on the floor, and aunty bent to serve the dinner. Each time she served, I was treated to the view.

Aunty was smiling, and I wasn’t sure if it was because of the drink or if she noticed my eyes.

We had dinner and then went to sleep.

It was just a one-room, kitchen, bathroom house.

I slept on one side, and uncle slept on the other.

I was sleepy after about 30 minutes.

I heard them whispering and turned towards them.

Uncle was saying, “Don’t press so hard.”

They started kissing. I could see aunty’s nightie near her hip as uncle’s hand was inside it.

Aunty was kissing over uncle’s chest region.

I was confused whether to keep my eyes closed or open.

Then, next time I opened my eyes, I heard a moan from both.

Aunty was on top of uncle, and I could see her naked hip and partial ass. Uncle’s dick was inside as she started to ride slowly.

I watched them as I lost control, thinking I would never get a chance to watch live sex again.

As I watched, aunty looked at me, and our eyes met.

She smiled.

Aunty said to uncle, “Our boy is watching us and enjoying, I think.”

Aunty: “Are you enjoying, or should we stop?”

I was quiet.

Uncle: “We both got horny, dear. Couldn’t control ourselves.”

I said, “Do it the way you like; I have no problem.”

Uncle: “Have you watched before?”

“No, uncle. I’ve only seen videos.”

Uncle: “Shall I take out my dick? It’s painful inside my underwear.”

Aunty: “Get naked and sleep.”

She removed her nightie and threw it next to me.

OMG! She was in a red bra and I could see her complete body.

She got up and removed uncle’s underwear fully.

I was admiring her. I saw her entire body as she turned. I felt like fucking her.

He pulled her and went above her.

Uncle: “Remove it. You only wanted to be free, right?”

I totally forgot after watching her.

“Yes, yes, I forgot after watching aunty naked.”

Aunty: “Dear, cover the curtain properly. Take the blanket from the cupboard and cover it.”

I got up and covered the window so there was no view.

My sexy aunty said to turn off the light.

I was jumping from inside.

I switched off the light and stood there naked, with my erect dick.

Uncle: “You got a thick one.”

I smiled.

Uncle took his dick out from inside her pussy and showed it to me.

“Come, remove your aunt’s bra and suck her.”

Aunty: “Give your dick first.”

She opened her mouth, got up, and sat, starting to suck me while stroking her husband’s dick with her hand.

She signaled me to feel her boobs. I pressed them – I actually pressed those heavenly jugs. It was fucking pleasure. Pulled it out and removed her bra as it was tight for her.

Uncle: “You fuck her. Let me take rest and watch.”

Aunty: “Don’t cum inside. I want to drink.”

I inserted my dick and started fucking her.

Aunty was moaning, calling my name, and saying, “Do it, dear.”

Uncle went to the kitchen, poured a drink, and gave it to me and one for aunty.

He too had one.

I increased my speed.

Aunty: “Stop it,” and she pushed me.

She wanted to pee badly.

We both waited until she came back.

Imagine we both are naked, erect dick waiting. It was a bit awkward, but as I was drunk, it seemed fine.

Aunty came and said, “Go pee.”

I too went and peed.

As I came back, aunty was sucking uncle’s dick, and it went on for 5 minutes.

Her saliva was dripping on the floor, and in between, they kissed.

Uncle: “It’s coming. Be ready. Don’t slow down.”

That scene was intense and erotic.

Uncle moaned and released it.

Aunty sucked it, and they kissed as uncle tasted his cum over her tongue.

Uncle: “Now fuck her, dear.”

Aunty wanted doggy, and I entered from the back and started fucking her.

This time, aunty was moaning hard.

She got up and pushed my face onto her pussy.

My horny aunt was shivering.

Aunty: “Good you came today. See how we are? Your uncle always wanted to fuck me when someone watches us doing sex.”

Me: “Oh really? That’s benefited me.”

Me: “You are so good, aunty.”

I inserted my dick again, and we started.

I held her tight and fucked for another 2 minutes.

Then, I took my dick out and stroked hard near her face.

After that, I lost control and released my cum.

We hugged tight and fell asleep.

Next day morning, aunty was in the kitchen. I got up naked.

She smiled, and we laughed.

Aunty: “Only between us, okay? Like to get more of your dick.”

Me: “I am ready to fuck such a wonderful lady.”

Aunty: “Is this your first time, or have you had sex with any girl before?”

Me: “First time, aunty… but have watched sex videos.”

Aunty: “I have to go to the shop. You take rest. I will come at lunch time. Let’s do it again. Only us the way we want. Maybe at night we will have a session like yesterday but without drinks.”

Aunty: “Oh… and don’t waste your milk; otherwise you will not be able to perform.”

Me: “Okay, aunty… I will not.”

We had breakfast. She had cooked for noon as well.

In some time, she left.

Before leaving, she changed her dress in the kitchen, not showing me much of her body.

Finally, home from the night shift. Eight in the morning. The house was quiet. Aruna wasn’t in the kitchen. I thought she was still asleep. I went to the bedroom. Empty. I stopped at the bathroom. Old door. Small keyhole.

I leaned in. I liked peeking at my girlfriend when she bathed. Secretly. But my eyes widened. Inside, Aruna was with Vidhya. “I’d forgotten,” she said. Vidhya was coming this morning. The way they moved was soft, desperate, messy.
Aruna’s fingers were buried in Vidhya’s pussy.

Vidhya’s fingers were inside Aruna, too. They were pressed close, chest to chest, mouths almost touching. Both lost in each other, both pushing deeper. I froze. My cock twitched. Heart hammering. I clear my throat, try to act normal.

I knock on the bathroom door. “Aruna, you in there?”

Her voice comes back quickly. “Um. I’m almost finished.”

“Sure. Okay.”

I drop on the bed. Lay back. My cock is hard, pushing against my pants. I keep my hands behind my head, try to act normal. The bathroom door opens. They come out. Both naked.

My face gets hot. My cock jumps. I swallow hard. My mouth is dry. I never saw two girls naked together before. I don’t know if this is some test from Aruna on how I should react, seeing another girl nude.

I feel confused. But happy too. Two naked women right in front of me. My chest is tight, my cock hard, but my head spins. Aruna once told me Vidhya likes only girls. Those thought sticks. Makes me unsure. A little afraid even. Like, this is some test for me.

“Let’s surprise him,” Aruna laughs, eyes glinting. “Or maybe scare him.”

Vidhya touches her lip with one finger, acting shy but not really. “Hmm, what should we do?”

Aruna tilts her head, smirking. “Surprise him by fucking him?”

My throat goes dry. My cock aches harder.

Vidhya looks at me, her body all curves, breasts fuller than Aruna’s. She gives a little shrug. “Just guide me, okay? He’s your man.”

Aruna nods, slowly, like she’s already planned it. “Okay.”

Then she looks at me. “Raj, you think you can handle both of us?”

A groan escapes me before I can stop it. “I…”

Vidhya grins, teasing. “Not ready?”

I mutter something useless. Aruna steps closer, playful, bossy. “Take your clothes off.”

Hands shaking, I strip. My cock springs free, hard and heavy. Aruna pushes me toward the bed. “Lie down.”

Vidhya bites her lip. Aruna smirks. They’re enjoying how flustered I am—dragging it out.

Aruna crawled onto the mattress, her short hair swaying gently when she started to move her hips, smothering her pussy over my mouth.

“Let him taste my pussy first.”

“What should I do?” Vidhya asks.

“Just anything! You like.”

“Oh, sure.”

Aruna sits on my face. Her hands press into the pillow above my head as she leans. I open my mouth, tongue sliding over her clit. She’s wet, hot, dripping against me. The taste fills my mouth.

At the same time, Vidhya grabs my cock, pressing her breasts tight around it. She squeezes the base, sliding me between her cleavage.

“Fuck lick me deeper,” Aruna moans, tugging her tits in her hands as her hips roll over my mouth.

Vidhya lowers her lips, wrapping them around my tip, sucking slowly. My cock twitches between her spit running down, mixing with her saliva. She moans into it, throat tight as she pulls me deeper.

I groan into Aruna’s cunt, tongue flicking her swollen clit faster. She cries out, head tipping back, juices spilling over my chin. My hands clutch her thighs, keeping her pressed to my face.

Vidhya’s mouth sucking harder each time she dips. Drool spills, dripping onto my balls. “Mmm, his cock tastes so fucking good,” she whispers.

Aruna opens her eyes, glaring down at Vidhya. “Don’t you dare take him too deep. He’s mine right now.”

Vidhya pulls off with a wet pop, smirking, her breasts still hugging my cock. “Yours? He’s moaning louder for my mouth than your pussy.” She pushes her tits tighter, sucking the head again, teasing Aruna with her eyes.

Aruna gasps, grinding harder on my tongue. “Shut up, slut. He’ll drown in my juice before you even make him cum.”

Vidhya laughs low, licking the spit off the tip before swallowing it back down. “Let’s see who makes him lose it first.”

Their fight only makes me groan louder, my tongue lashing Aruna’s clit while my hips jerk into Vidhya’s hot cleavage and mouth. My cock twitches hard, trapped between them. The thrill of their jealousy makes me wild.

Aruna shudders, rocking against my mouth, her moans spilling out louder. “He’s eating me alive—fuck—I’m going on cum on his tongue”

Aruna’s wetness runs down over my mouth, dripping as I lick. I lap it up, tongue flicking harder.

“Oh, yes, lick my pussy fuck, don’t stop,” Aruna pants, grabbing her breasts, squeezing them. Her hips grind against my face, harder, faster.

Vidhya lifts her head, stroking me with her tits. “Cum for me first, baby. Fill my mouth, ignore her cries. You want me.”

“Liar!” Aruna snaps, gasping as she shakes. “He’s addicted to my pussy. I can feel it—he can’t stop licking!”

I groan, lost between them both. The taste of Aruna, the wet heat of Vidhya’s mouth—my body trembles with pleasure.

Aruna’s clit throbs on my tongue. “Dirty boy, eat it, eat all my juice,” she moans, nails digging into her soft skin. “God, you make me so wet”

Her breasts bounce as she rides my mouth, and she cries out again, voice breaking.

“F-fuck, I’m going to cum—don’t stop, don’t you fucking stop!”

Her body shakes, and she squirts across my lips, soaking me in her orgasm.

Vidhya lifts her head, licking the drop of my pre-cum off her lip. She smirks at Aruna. “See? Now it’s my turn to take him all the way.”

Aruna slid off me, grinning, then leaned close to Vidhya. “Just your mouth and boobs on his cock, okay?” she teased.

“I thought to start with that,” Vidhya whispered, her lips wet.

Vidhya reached for my cock, but Aruna slapped her hand away with a smirk.

“Slow down. First time, right? Don’t get greedy.”

Vidhya narrowed her eyes. “Greedy? You’ve been fucking him for years. Let me taste too.”

Aruna leaned in close, almost nose to nose. “Taste, sure. But his cock goes in me first. Always.”

Vidhya’s breath hitched. Her hand slid down my thigh anyway, brushing me. Aruna grabbed her wrist, then tilted her chin toward me. “You want a turn? Then give him your pussy first. On his mouth. Now.”

Vidhya froze for a second, blinking at her. Aruna’s smirk widened. “Go on. Sit on him. Let him eat you before you beg for his cock.”

Aruna bounced on my cock, moaning loudly. “Ahhh—fuck yes. He’s so deep inside me.”

Vidhya grabbed my hair, grinding her pussy harder on my mouth. “Don’t moan like that in front of me, bitch. I’m the one he’s eating right now.”

Aruna smirked, tossing her hair back. “You’re on his mouth cause you were too slow to take his cock first.” She slammed down harder, ass smacking me.

Vidhya gasped, clit grinding on my tongue. “You stole my turn. I should be riding him, not you!”

Aruna leaned forward, glaring down at her. “Then take it. Push me off if you can.”

Vidhya whimpered, hips jerking against my face, but she didn’t stop moaning. “I will, I’ll ride him till he cums again in me. You’ll see.”

Aruna grinned wickedly, bouncing faster. “Good. Then fight for it, slut.”

My cock throbbed inside Aruna as her pussy clenched tight, while Vidhya ground wet and messy over my mouth, both of them trying to outdo each other with every sound, every move.

Vidhya gasped when I pulled her down. My tongue slid over her clit, hot and swollen. She shivered. “Oh god, your man, he’s sucking my pussy so fucking good”

Aruna sank onto my cock again, grinding down, tits bouncing. She shot her a glare. “Mmm, he’s mine, but he’s making you cum, isn’t he?”

“Aah, fuck, yes!” Vidhya moaned, riding my tongue.

Aruna slammed harder, almost punishing, hips snapping fast. “Say it louder. Say you’re cumming on my man’s mouth.”

Vidhya whimpered, trembling. “I’m cumming oh fuck—”

The harder Aruna rode, the tighter I held Vidhya’s hips, burying my mouth in her pussy. My tongue circled her clit fast. She trembled, gasping. “Fuck I want his cock inside me. I’m going insane.”

Aruna leaned back, sweat dripping down her chest, voice sharp. “It’s my turn.”

“No, please,” Vidhya whined, rocking harder on my face. “I’ve never needed it. Just once. Please.”

She screamed when I flicked deep inside her.

Aruna pulled off my cock, rubbing her clit, eyes narrowed. “Get on your knees,” Aruna commanded.

Vidhya obeyed, shaky, dropping to all fours. I moved behind, pressing my cock against her slit, teasing over her clit until she whimpered. Then I shoved all the way in.

Vidhya cried out, loud. “Fuck, Aruna—it’s stretching me so full.”

Aruna smirked, leaning down to her ear. “See? That’s what I said. Better to be bisexual than stuck as a lesbo. You’d never have known this if I didn’t let you touch him.”

Panting, Vidhya muttered, “If I lost my virginity, I feel like this, maybe I’m not a lesbian.”

Aruna slid her pussy to Vidhya’s lips, taunting. “Then prove it. Come on, eat me. Show me you want me and him.”

Vidhya hesitated, then licked up through her folds.

“Mmm,” Aruna moaned, tugging her hair. “Good girl. Bisexual feels better, right?”

“Okay,” Vidhya whispered, tongue diving deeper.

I slammed harder into her, ass smacking. She moaned into Aruna’s pussy, muffled and wet.

Aruna pinched her nipples, gasping. “Raj, suck her tits later. I’ll lick the cum out of you.” She sneered down at Vidhya. “You’ll swallow what leaks from my pussy, too. Don’t waste my man’s cum.”

Her words made my cock throb.

Vidhya suddenly pushed me flat, straddled me, and dropped down on my cock with a cry. Her tits swung wildly over me. I grabbed one, sucked her nipple, squeezed the other.

“Ah! Yes, so deep!” Vidhya shouted, grinding fast.

Aruna slapped her ass, hard. “Don’t forget—he belongs to me. You’re just borrowing.”

Her pussy milked me, tight. My body gave in. I groaned, pumping cum inside her, cock twitching as I filled her.

She shook, squirting around me, moaning loudly.

“I filled you with my cum,” I panted.

Aruna leaned close, eyes locked on the mess, almost mocking. “You took his cum, babe.”

Vidhya gasped, nodding. “Yes fuck. Just tell me what precautions to take after, okay?”

She collapsed on my chest, still trembling. Cum leaked from her slit, warm and sticky.

Aruna spread her cheeks, smirking. “Look at that, he stuffed you full. All that’s supposed to be mine.”

Vidhya whimpered. “It’s leaking out”

Aruna leaned in and licked the cum dripping out, slow, staring at her. She sucked, swallowing.

“Aruna—fuck,” I groaned, cock still inside.

Vidhya gasped, shaking. “She’s—she’s licking it right out of me, oh god.”

Vidhya shuddered, nails digging into my chest. “Ah! Don’t stop lick it all, oh, fuck!”

I bucked again just watching.

Aruna wiped her mouth, kissed Vidhya’s messy face, forcing it. “See? This is what being bisexual means. Taking cock and pussy and loving both. But remember—it’s me who owns him.”

Vidhya nodded fast, panting. “Y-yes, I’m yours. I’m his. I’ll take both, but you first.”

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It is my parents’ bedroom, and I have been fucking my mom on doggy for the past 20 minutes. This was my favourite position as I could stare and spank her big, sexy ass. I could feel her pussy squeeze my dick for the third time, releasing juices on my dick.

It was too much for me, and finally, I was about to release. I loved coming on her pretty face. So I pulled her by her hair and made her suck my dick for a little bit. As soon as I felt the cum release, I pulled it out of her mouth and splattered it all across her face.

Some of it slowly dripped down to her boobs, which she pulled herself and licked. I also made her lick all the cum on her face. I loved looking at my cum dripping slut mom and loved it when she licked all my cum like it was the yummiest thing she had ever tasted.

Mom: Thank you, Master

Me: Good Job Slut Mommy

My big sister lay flat on the bed playing with her pussy vigorously. I had a soft spot for her. So even though I was exhausted from continuously fucking these two beauties for the last few hours, I started licking my sister’s pussy so she could cum faster.

There was no way I would be able to fuck her until I had rested for a while.

Sis: Yes, baby, just like that

Me: Do you like it when your brother licks your pussy?

Sis: Yes, little brother, you know how to please a woman properly. No wonder even our mom has decided to be your sex slave

Me (teasingly): What about you, are you my slave as well?

Sis: Yes, master, I will be anything you want me to be. Just don’t stop

I stop right then.

Sis: Why did you stop?

Me: Since when did you start giving me commands? I will lick your pussy when I want and stop when I don’t want. Is that understood?

Sis: Yes, master

Me: As your punishment, you are not allowed to cum now. Make lunch for all of us to eat.

She knew better than to argue more and diligently went to the kitchen, albeit with a sad face.

Me: Wait! Come here…

I slap her across the face, then bend her over my lap and start spanking her hard across the ass.

Sis: I am sorry, master. But why am I being punished?

Me: What did I tell you about asking questions?

Sis: Sorry, Master

Me: You are getting punished because you had a sad face. You do everything I tell you with utmost happiness. Your only aim is to please me, whether sexually or otherwise.

Sis: Yes, Master. Understood!

I let her go after that, as I already had spanked her and mom a lot quite a while before, and I did not want her to hurt too much, to get some point across. I liked to be in complete control. Any form of disobedience triggered me.

As she went to the kitchen, I hugged my mom, who was lying on the bed, and slowly played with her titties while I fell asleep. I needed rest as I had been continuously fucking mom for the last 3 days. And today I went at it with two beauties.

I am 20 years old now. My dad disappeared 5 years ago. Initially, I was in shock because he was good to me, but later I started forgetting it. Especially because we are very well-to-do and have never had any money problems. Land, house, business, bank balance, everything was well set.

Now, it is me (Keshav), mom (Gayatri – 41 years old), younger sister (Ankita – 19 years old), and older sister (Geeta – 22 years old). She was extremely beautiful and sexy.

I could see all my male relatives, neighbours, and friends staring at her voluptuous ass all the time. Her tits were relatively smaller, but I loved them nonetheless.

My older sister was a carbon copy of my mom, while my younger sister was on the petite side. I loved her petite figure as well. Like any horny teenager, I used to watch porn, read sex stories and masturbate all the time.

Some of my masturbation fantasies were my mom, my sisters, my aunts, my teachers and so on. Basically, any female who had a good figure.

Even though I was especially attracted to females of my family, I never made any attempts to seduce them. The best I did was sniff their panties and masturbate. It had been one year since I was fucking my older sister, Geeta. This story is for a later time.

All of it changed one afternoon when I came back home early after hanging out with my friends. Both my sisters were out with their friends and for their studies. As I entered home, I saw my Aunt’s car parked in front. Excited that I could stare at the beauty, I entered my home.

They are not in the living room, the Kitchen, or the guest bedroom. So, I started to go upstairs. As soon as I climbed the stairs, I could hear my mom and my aunt arguing. My mom seemed to be crying while my Aunt was shouting. I was amazed and suddenly suspicious as this had never happened before.

I tiptoed upstairs until I could finally hear their voices.

Mom (Sobbing): I get nightmares about that day. I cannot live like this anymore.

Aunt: Shut up! How can you forget what he did? There was no other option.

Mom: But…

Aunt: Your husband was a womaniser. He tried to have sex with me, and when I did not allow, he wanted to force me.

I was surprised. I never knew that about my dad.

Mom: But you did not have to kill him

What the fuck! Now this was even bigger news.

This is it for the first part. I know it is short, but I wanted to get some feedback before continuing the series. Feel free to contact me at [email protected].

This story happened very recently; I’m posting this in between the series. To the people who don’t know me, I’m Vicky, a 25-year-old male from the southern part of India, presently in Mumbai, before that in Delhi NCR. The messages flooded in after I shared the first story about Gitika.

While most were the usual requests from men, a handful of women’s profiles reached out. And then, there was Shreya. Her first message was a spark in the digital noise.

Shreya: Hello, Vicky. Your narration… I could feel it. All of it.

A simple thank you felt inadequate for the thrill her words sent through me. Her next question was inevitable, a gateway to something more.

Shreya: Tell me it’s real. I need to know.

Vicky: Yes, most of it.

Her response was a direct hit.

Shreya: It worked. I’m sitting here, utterly horny, from your narration

The image she painted in my mind was vivid and intoxicating.

Vicky: I hope you found a satisfying way to cool down.

She told me more about herself. A divorced mother of a 9-year-old kid, an IT professional who earns a good amount of money to take care of her kid and family. She lives alone with her kid in Worli. She was in Worli. I was in Byculla.

Shreya: Could we… catch up? Just as friends? Let’s spend a day together and see where it lands.

Vicky: Ok. Shopping evening?

Shreya: Yes.

Vicky: Before anything… I need to see you. I need to confirm.

I got a video call with her. And there she was. A 39-year-old woman with long hair and a warm smile. Her eyes spoke a lot more than her mouth; they were very beautiful and attractive.

For five minutes, we spoke about our whereabouts and fixed our catch-up for the coming Saturday. Her kid was going to his ex-husband’s place.

The day came; it was a pretty busy day in Mumbai. She texted me at 11 A.M.

Shreya: When and where are we meeting?

Vicky: 4 PM? Palladium.

Shreya: Done.

I got to the mall around 4:15. I waited at the Starbucks like we said, but she texted me saying she was inside the Biba store. So, I headed over.

And man, I saw her and just stopped. She had on this red top that was… yeah. And those bell-bottom jeans that fit her perfectly. I was just stuck there looking. She saw me, laughed, and dragged me inside to help her pick stuff out.

She just looked incredible. She was holding up dresses, asking me, “What do you think of this one?” I felt really good when she was asking me. When she said, “I like your choice,” it felt really good.

But then she started trying them on. Every time she came out, it was like a whole new level. The clothes just looked so good on her. I couldn’t hold it in. I just said, “Wow. I’m getting really excited seeing you like this.” It was the truth.

And she didn’t even say a word, but just a smirk, and she just gave me this look, this smile that said she knew exactly what was up. It was so attractive. Later, we’re at this cafe, and the mood got serious. She started opening up about some real stuff, her voice all soft.

She told me she had never felt cared for like this in a long time, and she asked for my hand. Right then, man, my heart just swelled. Seeing her get emotional made me emotional, too. I pressed her hand and said, “Don’t worry, Jaan, you can share with me, I am your friend.”

Because, besides all the other feelings, that was the main thing. I really cared about her. It was a wild, confusing, but really beautiful evening. The time is around 9, and we are thinking of leaving.

I asked if she wanted to come over to my place and watch something. (No intentions at this point, as I am really emotionally connected to her now). She was a little hesitant, saying she should go home as her son would come back tomorrow morning. I asked, “Are you sure?”

She paused and said that she wanted to say yes. So, I said, “Only one episode, I’ll drop you home after, I promise.” She finally agreed with this shy little nod. We got to my place on my bike. She hugged me tightly on my bike. It felt a little different to me; she considered me a safe place to sleep on my bike.

We reached my home. It was rainy and quiet, just a couple of lamps on. I can feel my heart beating faster just having her here at my new apartment. I asked what she wanted to watch, and she saw in my eyes, smiling, and said, “You pick something… romantic.”

I found a show, some romantic drama, and we sat on the couch. There was a good foot of space between us. For the first ten minutes, we just watched, making little comments here and there. But I was hyper-aware of her. Every time she shifted, every time she laughed.

Then a real steamy scene came on. The characters were all over each other. The air in my room felt thick. I slowly moved my arm and put it around the back of the couch behind her shoulders. I wasn’t even touching her. I just kept my hand over the couch.

She glanced at me, and then she leaned back. Just an inch. Her hair brushed against my arm. That was all. I felt a shockwave in me. I let my arm drop, my fingers gently resting on her shoulder.

She let out a soft sigh and leaned onto me, resting her head right on my neck and shoulder.

I can smell her hair, and my lips are touching her hair. I really love pulling her hair with my fingers. She was laughing while I was playing with her hair. I could smell her perfume, it is light, and besides it, just her. I turned my head just enough to breathe her in.

I looked down and saw that it was looking up at me. Her eyes were dark, and she had little mascara on her eyes, which made her eyes more beautiful, her lips slightly parted. There was no mistaking it. The question was hanging right there in the air between us.

I leaned down, painfully slow, giving her every single chance in the world to turn away. She didn’t move. She just watched me come closer, and she closed her eyes before our lips met.

And oh man, that first kiss. I wasn’t hungry yet. It was soft. A question and an answer all at once. Her lips were so unbelievably soft. I pulled back just a millimetre to see what she’d do. She followed me, pressing her lips back to mine, a little surer this time.

That’s when it changed. I saw the hunger in her, too. She got her hand on my cheeks and rolled her fingers through my hair, pulling me to kiss deeper. Chills ran down my spine now. Now, she came over to me and she is pressing herself against me.

I can feel her warmth, and I am exploring the curves of her body with my hand, kissing her. We kissed for 15 minutes continuously and aggressively, and we finally broke. I am falling into her deep eyes, I am seeing her with that intense feeling, then suddenly, both of us are kissing each other.

This was at least 10X of my past kiss. She sat over me, and she took my hands and placed them on her waist, asking me to explore her. I am admiring her amazing curves all day. I am feeling now that there is absolutely no one to say “No for me.” It felt awesome.

I removed her top, and she raised her hands herself, where I felt she needed me more than I did. I moved my hands inside her bell-bottom pants, and I am loving pressing her ass; it is such a heavenly feeling.

“Shreya,” I said softly against her lips. I tried removing her pants, and I am unable to unbutton them. She gave a smile and removed them without stopping, exploring my mouth. Oh my god, she has smooth ass, I am getting mad, exploring her ass over her panty.

I looked at her. Her hair was a mess, her lips were slightly swollen from kissing, and her boobs rose and fell from heavy breathing after the kiss. She was the most beautiful I had ever seen.

There she was, in just her beautiful black lace bra and black panties. She is looking hot and sexier in that black bra and panties. Her curves were more perfect than I had imagined all day. I stared for a moment and whispered in her eyes, “You’re so beautiful,” and blew air in her ears.

I reached behind her and removed her bra. It fell away, revealing her breasts, which are the best pair I have seen to date. Her areola is pink in colour and her nipple is already hard. I carried her to my room, and we didn’t stop kissing while moving to my room.

I made her sleep on the bed, and I stopped for 1 minute and just admired her beauty as she was only in her panties. She got shy and said, “Baby, don’t make me wait, please”. Her skin looked amazing in the soft light coming from the window.

She was like a total goddess, and she was checking me out like I was everything. I took off my boxers and I got completely naked. My dick is hard, and her eyes got glued to my dick. I lay down over her, skin to skin, and the feeling was electric.

The weight of me and the softness of her underneath me was making me go mad. I started kissing her body, and I am kissing her neck, and as you all know, I love playing with her neck, and I am literally biting her neck, and she is shouting like anything.

I went down her body— her collarbone, the valley between her breasts, her stomach. I placed my hands under her knees and spread her legs, tore her pants apart, and kissed the inside of her thigh. She was trembling. I could smell her, that musky, sweet scent of her arousal. Then, I put my mouth on her pussy.

She cried out, a sharp, broken sound. I kept her down, my hands on her hips. I licked her slowly, from bottom to top, circling her clit before sucking on it gently. Her moans grew louder and more desperate. Her hands were gripping the sheets. “Yes… right there… please, don’t stop… I’m so close.”

I didn’t stop. I kept my rhythm, steady and firm. Her thighs started to shake around my head. “Vicky, I’m… I’m coming!” she screamed, and her whole body convulsed under my mouth. I held her through it, gentling my touch until she was a trembling, sensitive mess.

But I needed to be inside her. I moved up her body, kissing my way back to her mouth. She tasted like us. I positioned myself at her entrance, the head of my cock pressing against her wetness. I looked into her eyes. “Are you sure?” I asked, my voice raw.

She didn’t answer me, she just wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me onto her, and she got my dick inside her directly. She was so tight, so warm, too wet. I stayed still for a moment, kissing her lips, just feeling her pulse around me. I dropped my forehead to hers, our breath mingling.

Then I started to move. Slowly. Pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, deep and steady. Each thrust was a slow, building fire. I was watching her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth open in a silent ‘o’ of pleasure. I could feel every inch of her.

“Look at me,” I whispered. Her eyes fluttered open. The connection was intense. I was inside her body, but looking into her eyes felt even more intimate. I shifted, angling my hips, and found a rhythm that made her see stars. Her eyes went wide. “Right there,” she moaned. “Oh my god, right there.”

I kept pounding her, my thrusts getting a little harder, a little faster. The sound of our skin slapping together filled the room, mixed with our heavy breathing and her soft cries. She scratched my back with her long nails, but I loved it.

I rolled us over so she was on top. She sat up and took control, and now she is riding him. She moved slowly at first, rocking her hips, grinding down on me. The sight of her above me, her breasts moving, her head thrown back.

It was unbelievable. She started to move faster, riding me hard, finding her own perfect rhythm. I held her hips, guiding her, helping her.

“I’m close again,” she panted. “Don’t stop.”

I sat up, wrapping my arms around her to hold her close below. We were a mess of sweat and skin and motion, both chasing that feeling.

I flipped her onto her hands and knees. The view was insane. I entered her from behind, and it felt even deeper. I grabbed her hips and set a deep, pounding rhythm. She was pushing back against me, meeting me thrust for thrust.

I was completely lost in her, in the feel and the smell and the sound of her coming apart. I could feel my own orgasm building. I reached around and found her clit, rubbing her clit. That was all it took. She cried out, her whole body shaking as she was nearing her second orgasm.

“Shreya, I am also nearing. Let’s climax at once.” She said, Yes, come inside me. I gave my final thrust, and I just let it all go. As I released her, my voice blending with hers, everything went silent.

Together, we fell to the bed, sweaty and panting. We cuddled, and I was able to hold her tightly and draw her in, bringing her to my chest.

She turned to face me in my arms after a few minutes. She remained silent. She gave me that same warm smile from before and gazed at me with those gentle, contented eyes.

She placed her head beneath my chin, and we just lay there in the quiet, completely together. We slept together, and I dropped her off at home the next day, and she is so happy. I will write the next part if something happens next.

Hello, this is my series of stories about fucking my wife, other women, cuckold, and sharing. I hope you will enjoy it.

The names have been changed for privacy purposes.

I am Chaitanya, and my wife’s name is Ashwini (name changed). I am 40 and she is 37. We have been married for 16 years. Let me tell you about Ashwini, she is 34-30-40 and neither black nor fair. She is slim with small boobs but super sexy and has a big ass.

We have had a decent sex life these years.

At night, as always, my wife Ashwini changed into a t-shirt and pants. And she was sleeping on one side, her sexy, big ass was facing me. I started to caress her ass, feeling her ass.

Ashwini woke and turned toward me.

Ashwini: Aaj tum bahut hi horny lag rahe ho? (You are very horny today.)

Main: Ha, bas tumhe dekh kar. (Yes, just by looking at you.)

Ashwini: To phir kiska intezaar hai? (So, what are you waiting for?)

I pulled her and started kissing her lips, sucking them hard, and our tongues touching each other. Ashwini held my head, and her fingers ran through my hair. Ashwini started to suck my tongue, and our saliva was exchanged.

My hands were pressing her ass and touching her ass crack. And then I started pressing her boobs over her t-shirt. Ashwini kept on sucking my tongue.

I removed her t-shirt and pants. I also removed my vest and shorts. Ashwini was in a white bra and pink panties. I removed her bra and started kissing and licking her face. I bit her earlobes and then licked her neck. Ashwini kept on moaning, “Ahhhh yessss…ochhhh..”

Then I held both her hands above her head and started licking her underarms. She started moaning louder and giggling. Then I started licking and sucking her left boobs, and was pressing her right boobs. In between, I was pinching her right nipple and biting her left nipple. She was holding my head.

Then I moved down and licked her belly while pressing her boobs. I licked my wife’s pussy over her panties and then removed it. I started licking her pussy, and Ashwini went crazy and started moaning louder.

Then I inserted a finger and started finger fucking her, Ashwini kept on moaning ” ahhhh ochhhh ummmm”.

I turned her, and her sexy ass was asking me to spank her. I spanked her right ass cheeks, and Ashwini shouted, “Ochhhh, please don’t spank hard, it’s hurting”. But I ignored her and spanked her left ass cheeks and kept spanking both ass cheeks one by one. Ashwini, “Jaanu, please, it’s hurting.”

I stopped, spread her ass cheeks, and started licking her asshole. Ashwini, “Ufff bahut gudgudi ho rahi hai.” I tried inserting my tongue in her asshole and licked it. Her ass tasted so nice.

Then I moved Ashwini on her back and started sucking her boobs while fingering her pussy. Ashwini moved her hand on my dick and started moving it up and down.

Ashwini was continuously moaning louder, saying, “Ahhh janu.. dhire.. ufff..”

This continued for a few minutes. Then I made her sit on the floor and asked her to suck my dick. Ashwini started kissing my dick from head to my balls. Then Ashwini licked my dick head and my whole dick.

Ashwini started sucking my dick, and then slowly put it in her mouth. She had my whole dick in her mouth. While sucking my dick, she was playing with my balls. Then she sucked my balls one by one and again started sucking my dick.

I held Ashwini by her head and pushed her on my dick till she choked. Ashwini was breathless, and her saliva was on my dick. I let her take some breath and again choked her. She had tears in her eyes.

Ashwini started giving me a blowjob by holding my ass. I was holding her hair. She was an expert in giving a blowjob. I started moaning and saying, “Ahhh Ashwini.. suck it baby.. take it deep..ahhh Ashwini..”

Ashwini, while sucking my dick, inserted her finger in my asshole. Before I blew, I removed my dick and asked her to lick my ass. Ashwini held my ass checks and started licking my asshole. Her tongue was in my hole and licking my ass.

Then we moved to the bed, I lay down, and Ashwini sat on me and inserted my dick in her wet pussy. Ashwini started riding me by closing her eyes. I was pressing her boobs and punching her nipples. Ashwini was moaning ” ahh ahhh uffff “.

I pulled her and started kissing her. As she was riding, I was spanking her ass and inserting my finger in her asshole.

Ashwini, “Jannu.. ahhh.. please don’t put your finger in my asshole, it’s hurting… ohhhh janu..”

I made Ashwini doggy and inserted my dick in her dripping pussy from behind. I started ramping her pussy hard and was spanking her big, sexy ass.

Me: Ahhh Ashwini.. sali kya mast gaand hai teri. aaj teri gaand lal kar dunga..

I started fucking her fast and deep.

Ashwini: Ahhh.. janu please dhire karo uhhhh mujhe dard ho raha hai…

But I was not in the mood for going slow. I hold her hair and started ramping her with big shots

Ashwini: Ahhhh… ufff darddd ho rahhha haiii..

Ashwini was about to cum, and I started fucking her harder. Ashwini cummed, saying, “Januuu meraa panii nikal gayaaa..”

I kept her fucking by pulling her hair back and putting my fingers in her mouth. Ashwini kept sucking my fingers.

Then I moved her on her back and started fucking her in missionary. Ramping her pussy hard and fast.

Ashwini couldn’t take it and was scratching my back with her nails. I was fucking her slowly in between and making her suck my tongue. I asked Ashwini to open her mouth, and then spat in her mouth and made her drink it.

I was about to cum, and so was Ashwini. I kept her ramping faster. And started kissing her and cummed. Ashwini also cummed, moaning louder.

I slept next to her and took her in my arms.

We fell asleep naked.

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It was my first week at the training office. We handled Excel, Word, and similar things for arts students in their final year. That day I was sent for a pilot class to a college.

The session went smoothly. Students said my teaching was clear. I came back and waited outside the office, a little proud, a little tired.

That’s when she came. A girl. Slim, fair, sharp eyes. “Sir, I’m Neha,” she said. “I need your number.”

I blinked. “Why?”

“I work part-time. Stuck on a formula in Excel. Please.”

Our policy was strict. No numbers. But she stood there, hopeful, almost pleading. The main reason I gave… It’s hard to get a number from a girl. And a girl this cute. Hot.

“Fine. But only for work.” I say.

She smiled. “I’ll call you after college.”

At 7:30, my phone buzzed. Her voice on the line, light, urgent. “Sir, Neha.”

“Without seeing, I can’t help,” I said.

“Then come to my home.”

I hesitated. A moment too long. Then, “Okay.”

I was shocked when I saw my old company boss open the door. He was one of the partners there. He laughed. “Rajesh, it’s you.” He looked happy to see me. “I thought it was some other Rajesh.” He said, and then he shouted for Neha upstairs. I went up.

Her room was pink everywhere. But all I saw was her. That strap top clung to her, stopping at her navel. Soft skin showed, a line of her stomach I couldn’t look away from. Her shorts sat low, almost slipping. My chest felt tight, heat rising fast.

She moved, hair falling across her shoulder, and I caught the curve of her side. I stopped at the doorway. She caught me staring. “Sir, do I look weird?” she asked.

I cleared my throat. “No. Just…”

She pulled a chair from the side. I dropped down quickly. A sharp pinch shot up my arm. A pin sticking out of the backrest had scratched me.

“Sorry!” She jumped, her voice sharp. She called someone downstairs for a first aid box. I shook my head. “It’s fine.”

“Let’s work,” I said.

“Wait, Sir. First aid. First”

The box came. She leaned in, cotton pressing my arm. Her hair brushed over my arms, soft, tickling, then she pushed it back with quick fingers.

The loose strap slipped when she bent. My eyes slipped. Between the loose edge of her top, a small curve, the shape was hidden, but there. A flash I shouldn’t see. My chest tightened. “That’s it?” she said.

“Yeah,” I whispered, eyes snapping back to the screen. I forced myself into the error again, though the numbers blurred.

The formula error was simple. Parentheses mismatched. I showed her, step by step. She leaned back, frustrated, tapping the desk.
“Fuck… this Excel,” she muttered, lips tight.

I smiled faintly, shaking my head. “Not Excel. Us. We miss the small thing.”

Her laugh was low, quick. Then she said, “Sir, help me finish this work.”
Her voice was small, but firm. I almost said no. The word sat on my tongue. But… I nodded. “Yes.” Two reasons. For her father’s sake. And for… What I’d just seen. What I shouldn’t have seen.

A secret. My eyes caught what I had no right to. It had its own taste. Sharp. Dangerous. Addictive.

I asked for the task and finished it in a few minutes. She leaned in, checked the sheet. Shock in her eyes. “This soon?” Then a grin. “Wow… super, Sir.”

She jumped from her chair, too fast. The loose strap of her top caught on the sharp pin. Fabric pulled, slipped down her chest.

For a second—too bare. The secret glance I had earlier… now right in front of me. My breath stuck. I turned away quickly, heat crawling up my neck.

A rustle. She fixed herself, voice small. “Sir… It’s fine now.”

After that day, she sent me small things—jokes, forwards, nothing more. I never reminded her. Didn’t want it awkward. Weeks passed. A month, maybe. Then one evening she called. Said it was her birthday. Asked me to come. I went. Her house is full of people, laughter spilling everywhere. Music, lights, noise.

Drinks on the table. I don’t drink much, almost never. But that night, I took an extra glass. She came close. Her breath was warm, heavy with drink. She wore a long gown, silk that clung to her body. The neckline cut deep, a V that showed the soft swell of her chest. Straps are thin, almost slipping.

“Sir… stay till the end,” she slurred, lips wet. “One… small error to fix. Please.”

I should’ve said no. But my mouth said, “Okay.” She smiled. Nodded. Turned away. Her back is bare. The gown dipped low, so low it stopped just above her hips. Only two thin straps crossed, holding it all together. Her skin was glowing in the lights.

I froze, watching her walk. The curve of her back. The sway of her hips. My chest tightened. My mind dragged me back to that first day in her room. And now… this was more.

The party ended. People drifted out, one by one. Even her parents were gone from sight.

She came to me. “Come, Sir.”

“This late?” I muttered.

“Come.” Her voice firmer.

We entered her room. I moved toward the chair, but she stopped me. “Wait.” She pointed at the bed. “The chair might hurt you again. Sit here.”

I hesitated, then sat. “Neha—”

She lifted a hand. “Wait. I’ll bring water.”

She returned with a bottle. Then she slid the latch. I froze. She caught my look. “Shhh…” Her finger pressed to her lips. “I introduced my aunt, right?”

I nodded.

“If she knew a guy was in my room… she’d make a fucking scene. So… silence.”

My throat went dry. She turned off the main light. The room sank into darkness.

“Neha…” I called, low. A soft glow filled the room. She smiled faintly, almost shyly. “It’s my night light.”

The pink washed over her skin, turning it warm, unreal. She wasn’t the same girl I met at her desk. In this light, she looked. Softer. Dangerous.

She comes close. “Sir… you remember me? Or my boobs?”

My throat tightens. “I… I—”

She laughs, pushes her strap aside. My eyes freeze.

“Neha… please,” I whisper.

“What? You’ll lose it? You’ll fuck me?” Her tone was sharp, teasing.

I shake my head. “I control myself. But not with this. Not this close.”

“So you will bang me,” she says, smiling.

Her gown slides down, slow, till only panties. She leans on the wall. I stand. My cock is hard, pressing against my pants.

“Take it off,” she says, steady.

I strip fast, clothes on the floor. She looks me up and down. She smiles. “Already ready. Hard for me.”

I stare as she slides her panties down. Her pussy, unshaved. She touches herself, casual, bold. “I don’t like to shave,” she says, fingers brushing her slit. “Here.”

My breath stumbles. She turns and walks to the cupboard. The sway of her hips makes my cock twitch harder. She takes out a small box, grinning as she holds it up.

“You know this?” She opens it and pulls the sleek toy out. “My vibrator. Makes me cum. I use it a lot.” Her eyes drop to my cock. She bites her lip. “But… are you better than this?”

My chest tightens, and I step closer. “Always. Nothing beats real. Nothing.”

She steps in and drops the box on the bed. “Freeze,” she whispers. “Don’t move.”

Her boobs brush, warm, soft. I feel the press against my chest. Her hand wraps my balls, presses lightly. I shiver, almost shake.

“Freeze,” she whispers, eyes locked on mine. My cock twitches hard in her grip. Her voice drops, soft and husky. “Mmm… so hard…”

Her eyes’ pupils were dark, a slow, teasing smile curling her lips. She bites her bottom lip. I feel her shiver, tiny tremors running through her, breath hitching in a soft, wet moan.

“…my pussy’s already wet for you, Rajesh,” she murmurs, voice low.

I flinch at my name. She catches it, smirk teasing. “I said only to freeze. Didn’t say don’t talk.”

I swallow, voice rough. “Call me whatever you like, Neha.”

Her grin curves wickedly. “Thirsty zaddy.”

“Zaddy?” I blink. “Damn… I’m that old?”

She laughs. “Fits you. Big… in charge.”

I nod. “Then you’re my baddie.”

Her hand squeezes harder, playful, dirty. “Snack or meal?”

“You?” My voice is rough. “The Whole meal. But I’ll still eat you like a snack.”

Her lips twitch, eyes shining. “That your rizz?”

I grin, leaning close, lips almost brushing hers. “We keeping score… or we fucking?”

She moves to the table, bends forward, and her hands are pressed on it. I step closer. She glances back, a teasing smile playing on her lips. “Start with this,” I whisper.

Her laugh is soft, breath quick. I grab her hips, pull her closer. I push my cock inside her pussy slowly. She gasps, a low moan escaping.

She arches into me, hips rolling with mine. “Right there… oh, yes, just like that,” she gasps. I keep rocking against her and say, “You feel so good…”

She bites her lip, teasing. “You mean me… or my pussy?”

I groan. “Honestly? Both. But my cock’s obsessed with your pussy.”

“Yasss, Zaddy, that’s what I wanna hear.” Her fingers clutch the table hard.

I lean closer. “You ready for me to go harder?”

“Always… don’t hold back.” She laughs, breath quick, teasing. “Fuck me harder, Zaddy.”

I push back inside her, harder. Her moans rise, filling the room, mixing with the slap of our bodies.

“That’s it… yes… omg, don’t stop!” she pants.

I bite my lip. “You like that, huh?”

“Yes… harder… right there… don’t hold back… I want it all…”

“Baddie, you sure? No condom?” I tease.

She gasps, playful and raw. “Fuck… don’t make me pregnant.”

“I can hold…” I murmur, but she moves, my cock slipping out of her wet, warm pussy.

“Shit, Zaddy… you feel so good,” she whispers, leaning back, eyes half-lidded, and a teasing smile playing on her lips. I freeze for a second, confused by her movement.

“Relax… you can continue,” she murmurs, patting my thigh.

“I’m at my peak… I may release soon,” I groan, voice tight.

She wraps her hand around my cock. “I don’t do blowjobs,” she says with a smirk, stroking me firmly. The tension snaps. My body shudders. I spill, we together in the bathroom, hearts hammering. Skin slick, flushed.

She presses her forehead to mine, whispering, voice low and trembling, “Damn… you feel unreal.”

I try to respond. “You… you’re—” My words break. Can’t finish.

She asks, breathless, “What’s Next?”

I glance at a dress hanger nearby. Her eyes follow mine. “What’re you planning?”

I grin, shaking my head, and say, “Just… hold still.” I back her gently against the wall.

I lift her, holding her legs firm. She hangs in the air. I press between her legs, cock nudging her pussy. She gasps, fingers gripping the rod tight. My movements make her shake, her body bouncing against mine.

Her voice catches, soft and shaky. “Zaddy… this feels different.”

“Different how?”

She shivers, eyes half-closed. “I… I don’t know… electric… like you’re everywhere… and I can’t stay still.”

I lean closer, voice low, rough. “Yeah… you like it, don’t you?”

Her lips part, a soft moan escaping. “Promise me… You won’t stop.”

“Never. Not for a second,” I murmur, pressing my forehead to hers.

Her breath catches, body trembling. She shifts, hips pressing, and gasps, “Stop… stop… I—”

I don’t. I keep her close, rocking slowly, feeling every shiver run through her. She whispers, shaky, “Let me down…” I smirk, hands firm. “Not yet.”

“Fuck, Zaddy… don’t just grind me—let me feel you… now!”

I grin, finally letting her feet touch the floor. “What now?” I ask.

She bites her lip, flushed, eyes dark. “I want to enjoy… you. All of you.”

“Lie down,” she whispers, voice low and sultry.

“Here?” I ask, breath catching.

She bites her lip, presses closer. “We’re too wet… can’t do it in bed.”

Her hands grip my chest as she straddles me. Hips roll slowly, teasing. Her hair falls around her face, lips parting in soft gasps. “Feel that, Zaddy? All of me… just for you.”

I groan, hands gripping her hips. “Fuck… you drive me crazy.”

She smirks, grinding harder. “Want me to stop?”

“Never,” I hiss, pulling her closer. “I need all of you.”

I’ve been with girls before… younger, older, even pornstars. Each one was… different. But this… this is nothing like them. Every inch of her, every gasp, every shiver feels new, electric, alive in a way I’ve never known.

She smirks, grinding harder, hips pressing against me. “Your cock… feels so good… inside me… God, I can’t… I’m so close…”

I tighten my hold, growling low. “Feels good, huh?”

Her hands clutch my shoulders, body trembling. “Yes… so full… every inch… God, I can’t… I’m gonna…”

I let her feel me completely, holding her steady. “Then… let go… ride me.”

Her moans get louder, mingling with mine as she rocks against me. She shudders above me. Her release floods me. I feel her limbs tightening, soft cries escaping her lips. Her hair falls over my chest, damp, clinging. Her eyes half-lidded, she whispers, “Zaddy… fuck…”

The next day, her call comes. I answer, and her voice is low, husky. “I told my father to hire you… as a mentor. For everyone… to guide Excel.”

“Just for that?” I ask, raising an eyebrow.

She laughs, slow and teasing. “You’ll be hired… with three times the pay you get now. And… you have to… mine.”

Her words make me pause. That husky tone, that teasing edge… I can hear the smile in her voice. My pulse jumps.

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Last kahani mein apne padha Alisha aur Aman ka pehla din honeymoon pe. Alisha ki chudai ke bad sab sone chale gaye. Aman subah apne room mein utha. Adha din nikal chuka tha. Uske phone par message aya hua tha.

“Tommy, apni biwi ke malik ke room mein aa jaldi.” Aman jaldi se tayar ho kar waha gaya.

Usne room mein enter kiya. To waha koi nahi tha. Fir woh age gaya to usne Sam ko private pool mein dekha. Sam aram se swimming pool ke kone mein khada tha.

Pas jakar usne dekha to Alisha swimming pool mein niche jhukar pani mein Sam ka lund chus rahi thi. Fir thodi der bad woh upar ayi.

“Are Tommy, aa gaye tum. Dekho Sam ne humare liye nam rakhe hai. Tumhara Tommy, mera Jimmy.”

“Par kyu, Alisha?”

“Sam ko kutta, kutiya bohut pasand hai. Usne kaha hai woh humari doggy training bhi karwana chahta hai. Tum nahi chahte ki main inki kutiya banu aur khush rahu?”

“Nahi nahi. Main chata hun tum khush raho. Par…”

“Par kya. Jo malik chahta hai wahi hota hai.”

“Sam Malik, aj ka kya plan hai. Kis tarah sewa kare hum apki?”

“Yar mera to kuch nahi hai. Han meri kutiya to bohut hai par kbhi suhaagrat bnane ka mauka nahi mila. Biwi to meri kbhi hogi nahi. Kutiya chod chod pareshan ho gaya hun”

“Are Malik, kaisi bat karte ho. Apne bol diya to apki kutiya aj apke sath dulhan bankar suhagrat mnaegi. Ye to mera sapna hai asli mard ke sath suhagraat mana ne ka. Ap chaho to zndgi bhar biwi ban jau apki”

“Abe nahi ek din hi bohut hai. Tu kutiya hi achi lagti hai”

“Chalo fir theek hai maine dulhan banti hun apke liye. Tommy jao hotel reception ko bolo beautician ko bulaye aur sath mein room ko bhi decorate kare. Sara intzaam tumhe karna hai. Hum tab tak rest kar lete rat bhar to milega nahi. Jab ab jaldi karo aur lunch bhi mangwa do. Malik naraz ho jayenge.”

Aman ne uthakar hotel reception par gaya. Vo apni biwi ki suhagraat ki tyari karne laga.  Use bura bhi nahi lag raha tha ke use kutta bulaya ja raha hai.

Kuch der bad beautician aa gayi. Shadi ka lehnga bhi aa gaya aur room sajne laga. Sam aur Aman dusre rum mein chale gaye.

“Han bhai kaisa lag raha hai? Maja aa raha hai.”

“Muje kyu ayega maja.”

‘Tumhari luli to kuch aur hi khe rahi.”

“Kya matlab?”

“Are matlab apni biwi ko chudta dekh tu garm ho jata hai. Jab teri gand mari thi, tab bhi jhad gaya. Insan tabhi jhadta jab use maja ata. Abhi tu man nahi raha”

“Tum muje kutta kyu bnana chahte ho.”

“Are muje koi interest nahi tre mein. Vo to teri biwi ki fantasy hai.”

“Kya fantasy.”

“Yahi ke woh aur uska pati ek asli mard ke kutta, kutiya ban kar rahe aur uski sewa kare.”

“Muje to nahi rehna.”

“Tere bas ki nahi hai na. Jo Alisha bolegi woh karna padega. Varna ab to teri gand marwate ki video bhi hai. Bhalai isi mein hai tu chup rahe kar jo woh bole woh man le”

“Ab isse jyada aur kya hoga.”

“Hahaha, abhi to dekhta ja bohut din pade hai honeymoon mein. Sun aj tu room mein nahi ayega yhi video dekh apni biwi ke suhagraat ki. Kal se tu wahi rahega. Bohut mota bill hoga end tak”

“Kis bat ka bill.”

“Abe jo tu kal matak matak kar gand marwa raha tha uska. Aur ye jo teri biwi ki kwaish hai kutiya banne ki. Sabka extra charge lagta hai.”

“Matlab apne gand bhi mar li aur paise bhi.”

“Sale maja bhi to lia tune.”

Itne call aa gaya ki Alisha ready hai.

“Chal bhy main to chalta hun duty par. Tu enjoy kar yha apni biwi ki chudai”

Sam room mein enter hua. Pura room flowers se sja hua aur mehak raha. Bed par Alisha shadi ke lehnge mein saji baithi hui.

Sam Alisha ke pas phunch to Alisha ne khade hokar uske pair chu liye. Aman soch raha ye sab to maine sapno mein socha tha aur mein srf dekh raha hun.

Lekin kal Sam se gand marwane ke bad uska sara confidence khatam ho chuka tha. Alisha ne fir sma ko dudh ka glass diya aur fir adha khtam karne ke bad khud pee liye fir woh bed par baith gaye.

“Kya tum meri biwi banne ke liye ready ho, Alisha,” Sam.

“Ji, apki biwi banna mera sobhagya hai. M ab apki hun. Mere sharir par srf apka haq hai,” Alisha boli.

“Aj se ye chut srf mere lund ke liye gili hogi.”

“Ji, is chut srf ap malik ho.”

Sam ne Alisha ke face ko pakad kar use smooch karne laga. Karib 5 minute ek dusre ke hontho ko chusne ke bad alag hue. Alisha ke lipstick khrab ho gayi thi. Fir sma ne Alisha ki chudiya nikalne mein madad ki.

Fir uski jewellary nikalne lage. Ab Alisha srf blouse aur lehnge mein thi. Fir Sam ne nada khol kar lehnga niche gira dia. Ab Alisha srf red colour ki panty mein aur upar blouse.

Sam se raha nahi gaya usne uska blouse bhi khol kar fenk dia. Alisha red colour ki bra aur panty mein Sam ke samne khadi thi usne use utha kar bed par patak dia. Fir khud bed par aa gaya aur Alisha par tut pada.

Alisha Sam ke niche dab gayi aur dikh bhi nahi rahi thi. Asa lag raha tha jaise Sam mein sma gayi ho. Sam bade passion se Alisha ke honth chus raha raha tha. Sath mein uski garden par jeeb fer kar use garam kar raha aur love bites de raha.

Alisha garam ho kar chilla rahi par Sam ne love bites dene nahi band kie. Fir Sam ne khich kar Alisha ki bra fad di aur uske chucho par tut pada. Fir aur jor jor se chucho ko katne laga.

“Aah jaan, aur dabao inhe. Randi bna lo muje.”

Sam ab Alisha ke chucho ko buri tarah masal raha tha. Dono chuche laal ho gaye the aur unpar bite marks aur hatho ke nishan chap gaye the. Sam niche hua aur nabi chatne ke bad chut tak phauncha.

Fir usne Alisha ki panty bhi fad di aur chut chatne laga. Phle clit ke sath khela fir jeeb se chut ke honth alag kar chut chusne laga. Alisha is tym orgasm tak phaunch chuki thi.

Karib 5 min aur chatne ke bad Alisha ke sharir mein akadan ayi aur usne pani chod dia. Lekin Sam ruka nahi. Use farak nahi padta tha. Alisha se usne Alisha ke peeche ake late gaya aur chuche dbane laga.

Fir apna lund uske chucho mein ghusa diya.  Ab usne Alisha ek tang uthayi aur lund chut mein ghusa dia aur dheere dheere chodne laga. Alisha bhi chudai mein garam hone lagi. Sam yun hi use chodta fir speed bda di.

Karib 10 mein chodne ke bad Sam jhad gaya kuch Alisha ke chut mein kuch uski jhango par Sam ne pani chod diya. Fir woh yun hi late gaye.

“Aj to tumne mera sapna pura kar dia. Bohut maja aya suhagraat mein jaan” Sam ne bola.

“Abhi kha pati parameshwer. Abhi to shuru hui hai. Abhi to meri gand bhi baki hai chudne ke liye,” Alisha boli.

“Haha, han teri gand bhi leta hun abhi. Sali phli patni hogi jo suhagrat mein gand marwane ke liye razi hai” Sam.

“Pati hi asa mila hai. Pati to muje chodne wala to hai nahi. Maje se hi chudwa lun” Alisha ne kha

Fir woh don ek dusre ko kiss kar ke mje lene lage. Thodi der bad Sam utha aur bed ke side mein khada ho gaya, usne Alisha ki tang pakad kar apne aps kheech lia aur unko uthakar chodi kar di aur stah gand ke niche takiya laga dia.

“Ah, jan fad do apni kutiya biwi ki chut.”

Sam ne chut par lund set kiya aur tej dhakke mar mar ke chudai shuru kar di. Asa lag raha do lover ka bohut dino bad milan hua ho. Alisha ki halat buri ho chali. Itni tagdi chudai karwa kar.

Pure sharir par love bites, chuchiya masal kar laal. Sara’s bridal make-up khrab ho gaya. Woh bride kam kisi gangbang movie ki pornstar lag rahi thi. Isi tarah chudai ki woh deewani thi.

Fir use 5 min ase chodne ke bad use ghodi bna kar peeche se chodne. Tej chodne ke sath uski gand par thappad bhi mar raha. Alisha chilla kar chudwa rahi thi.

Aman ye sab dekh bohut sharminda ho raha ki woh asa kbhi nahi kar paega. Ab use yakin ho gaya tha ki uski lulli ko kbhi chut ka sukh nahi milega. Aman ye sab dekhte hue so gaya. Woh dono bhi aram karne ke liye late gaye.

Aman ki rat mein ankh khuli to usne dekha Alisha ko Sam ke lund par khudte hue. Subh 5 bje tak unki suhagrat chalti rahi. Aman jab bhi uth raha tha woh dono chudai karte milte.

Aman ko apne gharwalo ki bat yad aa rahi hai jab unhone mna kiya tha isse shadi ke liye. Par woh Alisha ki khubsurati ke samne andha ho rakha tha. Aj usi khubsurati koi aur uske samne nichod nichod kar pee raha hai.

Itna padha likha ladka ek waiter se shadi kar baitha jo ab use gandu pati manti. Ab woh iske paiso par aish karegi aur ye uski sewa. Aman ko to ye bhi dar tha ke khi Sam se pregnant na ho jaye.

Kyuki woh bina condom ke chod raha tha aur maal bhi andar chod raha tha.

Agli sham ho gayi Aman ko yha neend nahi aa thi aur woh dono subh 9 bje tak chudai karte rahe. Fir unke honeymoon suite mein do ladkia ayi woh dono massage karne wali ladkia thi.

Unhone couple massage ke liye bed ready kiya khud kapde nikal kar bikini mein aa gayi. Alisha Sam to nange hi the.  Fir unki ek ghnata massage chali. Bohut sensual massage thi even dono ne Sam ka lund aur Alisha ke chut ki bhi massage ki.

Jo sab Aman ko karna chaiye tha woh Sam kar raha. Alisha Aman ko to bhul hi gayi thi. Ab uske pas blackmail karne ke liye video jo thi. Fir woh dono jacuzzi mein chale gaye. Unhone waha fir chudai ki.

Aman apni biwi ko chudti dekh dukhi ho raha, uske sare sapne tut gaye the. 3 din se uski biwi uske samne dusre mard se chud rahi thi aur baitha muth mar raha tha. Agle din bhi Alisha aur Sam bahar ghumne nikal gaye.

Usne Aman ko btaya bhi nahi. Isi trh 10 din tak Sam ne Alisha ke sath maja kiya aur bechara Aman dusre kamre mein wait karta raha. Har roj uski biwi chudti aur bechara srf dekhta rhta. Jahan Alisha Sam ki kutiya bankar rhti, wahi Aman ko woh apna kutta man rahi. Akhri din Alisha Aman ke room mein ayi.

“Dekha tune, aski mard ke sath kitna maja ata hai.”

Aman chup raha.

“Agar tu bhi asli mard to Sam ko nahi bulana padta.”

“Baby, muje mauka to do.”

“Kis bat ka mauka, ab lund bda thode hi ho jayga. Chal chod wase mujhe bat karni thi tujse.”

“Bolo Alisha”

“M tumse divorce lungi yha se jane ke bad. Tum apne ghar bta dena ki tum namard ho, nahi to mai woh video bhi dikha dungi. Tumne meri zindagi kharab kardi. Muje Sam jaisa mard chaiye jo muje ragad ragad ke chode.

Aman ki to fatt gayi.

“Nahi nahi Alisha, please. Main tumhari sari baten man raha hun. Asa mat karo meri life khrab ho jaygi. M society mein muh dikhane layak nahi rahunga”
Aman bheekh mangne lag jata hai.

Use pata hai ye sab khtam kar dega. Uske family members phle hi khilaf the aur ye bezzati to sab barbad kar degi. Yahi bat Alisha ko pata thi.

“Muje nahi pata, main tumhare jaise namard ke sath nahi rahe sakti. Usko apna pati nahi man sakti. Tumhare jaiso ko to main apna kutta bna kar rakhu”

“To Alisha mein tumhare kutta bhi bankar rh lunga. Bas ye shadi mat todo. Jo bologi, waise hikarunga. Please main hath jodta hun”

Yahi to Alisha sunna chahti thi. Divorce karke to Alisha ka nuksan ho jata. Use Aman ko apna paltu kutta bnana tha.

“Hmm, idea bura nahi hai. Agar tum mere kutte ban kar rahe to main tumhe apne sath rhne de sakti hun”

“Han han please. Jo bologi woh mein man lunga but please divorce mat lo. Main barbad ho jaunga”
“To theek hai, Sam ko bulakar use deal karo ki uski services ki. Ab tum to chod sakte nahi, ghar jaker bhi to muje lund chaiye.”

“Theek hai ,Alisha, main kar lunga.”

“Ab age suno. Main tumhare gharwalo ko pasand nahi na muje woh pasand to unka interfere nahi chaiye muje. Hum akele rhenge aur tumhara gharwala nahi ayega. Main kha ja rahi hun kisse sath hun, tum kuch bhi nahi puchoge. Kyuki tum kutte ho mere tum mujse puche bina kuch bhi nahi karoge. Aj ke bad tum puri salary muje doge. Tumhara kam hai paise kamana aur meri sewa karna. Tum pocket money milegi har mahine baki main aish karungi. Chalo phle Sam se bat karo, fir age bat karte tum kaise rehna hai.”

Sam room mein aa gaya. Alisha ne Aman ko ishara kiya

Aman, “Sam, honeymoon ke bad bhi Alisha ko tumhari jarurat padegi”

“Hahaha, kyu kisliye.”

“Sex ke liye. Woh chahti hai ki tum regular aa jao.”

“Khul ke bol, woh chahti hai ke tu” Sam ne bola.

Alisha ne bola, “Actually, main to ise divorce dena chahti hun. Par ye kh rahe ye mere aur apke kutta bankar rh lega, agar tum man jao to”

Sam, “Mujhe to kya, mera 25000 ka rate hai per night, jab bhi degi main aa jaunga”

Aman, “Itna to mein srf 3-4 din hi afford kar paunga. Ap kuch discount de dete to”

Sam, “Sale, sabzi kharidne aya hai kya”

Alisha, “Please Sam, kuch to karo, please ap jo bologe wasa hoga”

Thoda sochne ke bad, Sam bola, “Ek rasta hai, tumhe paise bhi nahi denge padenge.”

Alisha “Kya Sam, ye sab man lenge”

Sam “Main apne flat srf din mein sone hi jata hun, mostly rat ko to client ke sath hi hota hun. Faltu mein 40-50000 rent deta hun. Main tumhare flat mein shift ho jata hun. Permanent jgh bhi ho jaygi. Saf safai tum kar doge. Aur kutta kutiya bhi mil jaynge khelne ke liye. Tumhare paise bach jaynge”

Main chup tha. Alisha boli, “Ye to kya bolega. Muje theek laga. Ap humesha mere sath rhaoge.”

Sam, “Theek hai fir. Yha se ja kar main shift ho jaunga. Ghar ke rules btaunga ki tumhe kaise rehna hai.

Is trh honeymoon pura hua. 1.5 lac to Sam hi le gaya. Karib 2.5lac ka bill resort ka tha. Ab ghar jaker pta chalega Aman ke sath kya hone wala hai.

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When I came to Bangalore, I stayed in a paying guest house for fifteen days, but after that, the company arranged a flat for me to live in. My flat is on the tenth floor of a multi-storey building and it has a living room, a bedroom, a small storage room, a kitchen and a bathroom.

I mostly use the living room, bedroom, kitchen and bathroom. In the small storage room, there is a folding cot, two empty briefcases and some unnecessary stuff, etc.

After shifting to that flat, I faced problems with food and house maintenance.  I hired a fifty-year-old woman working in another flat of the same building to do the housework.

That woman, whom everyone called Amma, would come at six in the morning. After giving me tea, she would do the household chores and cook breakfast for me.

After I got ready and went to the office, she would finish her work in the other flat. Then, she would clean my house, wash my clothes and hang them out to dry since she used to do the housework till, I went to the office.

For her convenience, I had given her a key to my flat. She used to give the washed clothes to the washerman for ironing before I came home in the evening, and as soon as I came home, she used to make tea for me, and after cooking my dinner, she used to go to her house.

Because I was getting a good salary, I used to pay that old lady five thousand rupees per month for her work. Due to this, she used to do my work very diligently and honestly.

After working diligently for about six months, one day, that old lady said to me – Sahib, my youngest daughter-in-law is going to have a child, so I will have to go to her for three to four months. You can hire another maid for the work, or if you agree, I will put my middle daughter-in-law to work at your place.

Hearing her words, I was shocked for a moment. But controlling myself, I said- Amma, what are you saying. You know all the work of my house very well and have taken care of it very skilfully. If you do not come, how will my work be done? From where will I find another maid? Why don’t you send your middle daughter-in-law to the younger daughter-in-law instead of yourself?

Hearing my words, she said- Sahib, this is a matter of taking care of the mother and child, not about going on a trip. Girls of today cannot do any such work. Also, a girl who has not become a mother herself will not know what a mother should eat and drink during pregnancy. She does not even know what to do at the time of delivery.

After listening to her, I said- Amma, make whatever arrangement you think is right. Will your middle daughter-in-law do all the household work that you do?

After listening to me, Amma said- Don’t worry, you will not have any problem. I will bring her with me every day, two weeks before leaving, and will teach her all the household work in those two weeks.

In the second week of that month, when Amma came to work at 6 am as usual, she brought her middle daughter-in-law, Mala, along with her. Mala was a very beautiful and attractive woman. A complexion, slim body, tall height, raised breasts, prominent buttocks of medium size, long neck and flat stomach.

She had covered her entire body in a green cotton saree. As soon as she entered the house, she saw me reading the newspaper in the drawing room and greeted me with folded hands.

As soon as I replied to her greeting, Amma said- Sahib, this is my middle daughter-in-law, Mala, about whom I had talked to you. Now for two weeks she will come with me every day and will learn all the work here, so that after two weeks, when I leave. She will do all the work as per your expectations.

In reply, I said- Okay, Amma, explain to her properly about my preferences and all the requirements and also teach her what to do and how to do it!

After that, I started reading the newspaper. Both of them went to the kitchen and got busy with cooking, washing utensils and cleaning, etc.

At about seven o’clock, as usual, Amma gave me tea and said, “Sahib, I will be going to Choti Bahu on the 30th of this month, so if I get my monthly salary tomorrow, I will be able to do the shopping I want to do.”

I replied, “Oh, Amma, what’s the big deal in this? Why tomorrow, you can buy it today itself.”

Then Amma said one more thing- Sahib, my middle son works in Dubai, so the middle daughter-in-law lives with me. After I leave, she will be left alone, and the colony in which we live is not at all safe for a single woman.

Therefore, after my departure, I will be worried about the safety of the middle daughter-in-law.

After listening to Amma, I said- You rent a good house for her in some other safe colony.

She said- I have been looking for a place for her for the last two months, but I have not found any safe place yet. Even if there is any, it is very far away or it is a place that is built illegally and can be demolished anytime.

I said- Amma, I understand your problem, but how can I help you in this regard?

Amma immediately said- Sahib, you are the one who can help the most. If you allow Mala to stay in the store room of this house till I return, then you cannot do me a bigger favour than this. For this, you can certainly deduct as much as you want from our salary, but please give shelter to a helpless person.

I was surprised at her request and said- Amma, what are you saying? It is not right for a married woman to live with an unmarried man in his house. What will the neighbours and the rest of the people in the building say?

Amma said- What about the people, they will keep saying whatever comes to their mind. I have great faith in you, and if Mala stays in this house, you will not have any trouble. All your work will be done according to your needs in a timely manner. I hope that you will not refuse to keep this in mind.

I don’t know why I felt sorry for them after hearing Amma’s words, and I told her- Okay, Amma, do this, you bring all your and Mala’s belongings and come here today itself. This way, you will be able to adjust well by staying together for a few days and will also explain everything to Mala properly.

After having breakfast, I gave Amma my monthly salary and went to the office. When I returned home in the evening, I saw that Amma and Mala had brought all their stuff and kept it in the store.

After giving me evening tea and snacks, Amma started preparing dinner, and Mala started arranging the stuff in the store. Amma continued teaching Mala the household chores during those two weeks.

Mala started doing all the work satisfactorily, and she went to her younger daughter-in-law on the last day of the month. Within a few days, Mala had taken over the household work. Amma would complete all the work for me successfully and on time.

Everything went well for the next week, and Mala worked from morning to night and went to the store to rest and sleep. The next day was Saturday, and as it was a holiday, I woke up late. When I went to the kitchen to ask Mala to make tea for me, I did not find her there.

Then I looked in the store, and she was not there either. While I was returning to my room, wondering where Mala might have gone, I heard the sound of a tap running in the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of water and seeing the open door of the bathroom, I thought Mala must be washing clothes, so my steps automatically turned towards that room. I suddenly entered it.

As soon as I stepped into the bathroom, I could not move forward after seeing the scene inside. After looking at Mala for a moment, I came back to the room.
When I sat on the bed in the room, the image of a half-naked Mala washing the blood that had come out of her pussy was flashing before my eyes.

After a few moments, when I heard the sound of the broom, I went into the bathroom again. I saw that Mala had covered her pussy and was cleaning the blood scattered on the floor with a broom.

Seeing me in the bathroom, Mala said – Give me one more minute. I will clean everything now. Then you can finish your daily routine.

I pretended to be unaware and said- Okay, I will wait, but where did this blood come from? Are you hurt anywhere?

Hearing my question, she bowed her head in shame. Her face and ears turned red, and while going out of the bathroom, she said- Sahib, everything is fine, you can rest assured, and I am not hurt anywhere. My menstruation started this morning, and this was the blood of that.

After listening to Mala, I became quiet, and after finishing my morning routine, I was sitting in the drawing room to read the newspaper when she gave me tea. As it was a holiday from the office, I was resting at home the whole day. Mala was busy doing household chores as usual.

At night, I ate dinner on time and went to sleep, but I did not know when Mala went to sleep. After that, the next five days, i.e. from Sunday to Thursday, passed by completely normally and no noteworthy incident occurred.

On Friday morning, when I woke up at seven o’clock, I had to go to the bathroom to urinate. I hesitated a little on hearing the sound of running water. But seeing the door open, I went near the bathroom door and peeped inside and saw Mala completely naked, washing clothes.

I came back to the room. But Mala must have seen me, so after a minute her voice came- Sahib, please come inside, I have covered myself.

I entered the bathroom once again hesitantly. I saw that Mala had covered her body with her wet sari, which was completely stuck to her body. I could see every part of Mala through her saree. It was stuck to her body, due to which my penis had started raising its head like a snake.

When Mala saw me pressing the hood of that snake with my hand, she turned her back towards me and said smilingly- Sahib, it seems you have to pee very badly. I will sit facing the other side. Till then, you can deal with her.

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Hi guys, this is Rohan again with another steamy tale that took place not too long after I wrote my previous story. As I mentioned before, my wife and I have been happily married for some time, and we have a great sex life. However, my lustful mind can’t stop thinking about other women.

One particular character whom I am fond of is my younger sister-in-law, Shruti. As I mentioned in my previous post, she is not the most attractive woman to look at. However, she does possess a very pretty face, which is quite innocent. Maybe that is why I’m so attracted to her and can’t stop thinking about sticking my rod deep up her virgin pussy.

Anyway, getting back to the story. A few weeks ago, my wife and I decided to take a trip to her hometown. I most certainly could not hold my excitement, knowing that I would get to take in the beautiful sight of Shruti.

So, we packed up our luggage, booked an overnight bus to Banaras, and were on our way. As soon as we arrived, we were greeted by my in-laws (mother and father) who came to receive us at the bus stop. However, I noticed Shruti wasn’t around. When I asked my mother-in-law, she stated that Shruti was busy finishing up cooking our favorite dishes.

Without idling further, the four of us grabbed an auto and made our way to my in-laws’ house. The moment we walked in through the door, I saw her. Shruti, standing by the kitchen counter, wearing a traditional cotton salwar kameez that clung to her petite body. Her breasts, though not overly large, were perky.

I imagined them to have dark brown areolas and nipples that would be begging to be pinched. Her ass, also not something to be overly astonished about, would make a man’s hands clap in delight. However, it was perfectly rounded and tight. I could see the outline of her ass cheeks as they squeezed together when she bent over to check on the food.

The moment she saw us, there was a spark in her eyes. She came running toward us and gave my wife and me a hug. That’s when I realized that she wasn’t wearing a bra. Her hard nipples grazed my chest and made my little man jerk at the thought.

Since it was already dark, my wife and I were super tired from the long journey. Thus, my in-laws suggested we freshen up quickly and come to the table so that we could have dinner. And that’s exactly what my wife and I did.

After finishing dinner, the five of us chatted for a bit and were ready for bed. My wife and I slept in a separate room while Shruti slept in her own room. Both mother-in-law and father-in-law had their own bedroom as well, so they retired to their own privacy.

Throughout the entire night, I couldn’t get the thought of Shruti out of my head. I tried masturbating, but it wasn’t doing me any good. So, I simply gave up and drifted off to sleep.

When I awoke the following morning, I noticed the entire house was empty. The only sound was coming from the kitchen. When I went there, I found Shruti busy at the stove.

Me: Good morning, Shruti.

Shruti: Good morning, Jiju.

Me: Where is everyone?

Shruti: Well, didi and ma went out to do some shopping. They’ll be back in the afternoon.

Me: Oh… so, what are you up to?

Shruti: Oh, I’m just preparing breakfast for you. Are you ready to eat?

Me: Well, yea… what about you? Have you had breakfast yet?

Shruti: No… I was waiting for you…

Me: Aww… you shouldn’t have. But I appreciate it, though.

Shruti finished cooking the last of the items and brought them over to the table. In the meantime, I kept stealing glances at her, noticing how the apron she was wearing barely covered her ample behind. The way her salwar clung to her curves was driving me crazy. Her ass was a perfect handful, and I couldn’t wait to explore it with my eager hands. She had some perfectly aligned teeth, so, when she talked, it made her smile even more endearing.

After setting down the plates, she turned to me and asked, “Do you want tea?”

Me: “Yes, please. That would be great,” I replied, my eyes lingering on the way her hips swayed as she moved around the kitchen.

Shruti: “Alright, I’ll be right back,” she said with a smile, disappearing into the pantry.

While she was out of sight, I couldn’t help but let my gaze wander down to the delicious morsel of exposed skin between her salwar and kameez. The fabric was pulled tight, giving me a tantalizing glimpse of her tight, round ass and the shadow of her pussy beneath. My cock grew harder at the thought of pushing aside that thin barrier and plunging into the wet heat I knew was waiting for me.

But obviously, I couldn’t risk it, especially since I loved my wife and couldn’t possibly betray her like that.

Shruti returned with a steaming cup of tea, setting it down in front of me with a gentle thud. She leaned over slightly, giving me a heavenly view of her perky, uncovered breasts. I tried to act nonchalant, taking a sip of the tea while I felt my pants tightening. The sweet, cardamom scent of the tea only served to heighten my senses, making me more aware of the delicious aroma of her arousal that seemed to be lingering in the air.

After finishing breakfast and tea, I thanked Shruti and went back up to the bedroom to work on some of my projects. But the whole time, all I could think about was the way Shruti looked at me, the way she leaned over to serve me tea, the smell of her arousal in the air. It was driving me mad with desire. I had to find a way to release this pent-up energy.

Before I knew it, I had my pants down to my ankles and my massive 7-inch cock in my hand. I began to stroke it, thinking about the way Shruti’s body had moved that morning, the way her breasts had jiggled slightly with each step she took, the way her salwar had barely covered her perfectly shaped ass. I pictured her ass hole, tight and untouched, begging to be filled. I imagined my thick cock pushing into her, stretching her open, filling her with the warmth of my desire.

As I continued to please myself, I suddenly heard someone clearing their throat. I instantly turned around to find Shruti at the door. I was shocked! But to my surprise, she wasn’t, at least that’s what it seemed.

Shruti: “Jiju, I didn’t know you were busy.”

Me: “I was just… I’m sorry, Shruti.”

Shruti took a step closer to me, her eyes never leaving my erect cock. “Don’t be, jiju,” she said softly, “I know you find me attractive. I see the way you look at me.”

Her voice was a mix of shyness and excitement, and her eyes were filled with a hunger that mirrored my own. I felt a shiver run down my spine as she reached out and touched my hand, gently taking over the task of stroking my cock. Her small, soft hand was a stark contrast to the firmness of my shaft, and the feeling was electric.

Shruti: Jiju, would you mind teaching me a few things? I would like to know so that I can please my hubby after marriage.

Me: Of course… (Still in shock).

Shruti: So, tell me… what should I do with this thing? What do men usually like?

Me: (I was totally blank) Honestly, the first thing that comes to mind is a blowjob…

Shruti: A blowjob?? What is that?

That was when I had the perfect idea of revisiting the DSC Girls sex chat website, as I had already created an account with them previously to release my desire for Shruti. But this time, it would be to teach this little slut how to properly please a man.

So, I switched on my laptop and logged into Desi Sex Chat; simultaneously, I pulled out my credit card and punched in all the details and wala! I had enough credits to chat and have fun with any model I would like.

In the meantime, Shruti was wondering what I was doing by logging into a sex chat website. I told her that one of the girls would be teaching her what to do and how to do it properly. Once she agreed, I asked her to pick out one of the girls from the screen.

After browsing for a bit, Shruti’s eyes caught one of the thumbnails. The image was of a girl named Naina. Her profile described her as a 23-year-old who was living in Mumbai. Her expression was also quite seductive as she had some massive tits and a pretty face.

Shruti: Jiju, what about her? She seems nice.

Me: Oh, she’s perfect. She’ll show you everything you need to know. Now, sit down here and watch closely, okay?

Without waiting for a response, I pulled up a chair and had Shruti sit next to me. She leaned in, her curiosity piqued, as I clicked on Naina’s profile. The live video feed loaded up, showing the voluptuous woman lounging on a velvet bed, her ample breasts threatening to spill out of her tight red blouse. She had dark, plump nipples, and her areolae were wide, making my cock twitch with anticipation. Her skin was the color of warm caramel, and she had a seductive smile that promised a night of pure pleasure.

Naina: “Namaste, sir. How can I help you today?”

Me: “Hello, Naina. This is not just me. I have my sister-in-law here. She’s a bit shy, but she wants to learn something new.”

Naina’s smile grew even more inviting, and she winked at the camera. “Oh, a new student! Welcome. I’m here to help you learn all about pleasing a man. What’s your name?”

Shruti, blushing furiously, whispered, “I’m Shruti.”

Naina: “Hello, Shruti. I’m so happy you could join us today. Now, the first thing I want you to know is that pleasing a man is an art form. It’s all about understanding his desires and giving him what he craves.” She began to slowly unbutton her blouse, her dark eyes never leaving the camera. “Watch closely, and I’ll show you how it’s done.”

Shruti’s eyes grew wide as she watched Naina’s breasts spill out, her large, dark areolae framing the plump, hard nipples that stood at attention. Naina leaned back on the bed, her hand sliding down to her own pussy. She began to play with her clit, her fingers moving in slow, sensual circles.

To be continued…

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