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Hey guys and girls. This one would be the endgame of the series ‘Not what it looks like’. If you haven’t read the previous parts, then please do read them.

Dhanush didn’t pick up the call and freshened up quickly, along with Zayn, and ran straight to his house.

Kajol: Why are you so late? You know what time it is?

Dhanush: Sorry, Zayn kuda game aadna time porathe theriyer dhu illai. (Sorry, Mom. Time always goes faster when I play with Zayn.)

Kajol: Dei! Adhukunu yevlo late aah da varuvai veetu ku? (Ay! It doesn’t mean it’s okay to come home this late.)

“I’ll keep that in mind, Mom,” said Dhanush hurriedly and went inside his room to sleep.

Next Morning —

Dhanush never had such a cosy sleep before, definitely because of the fun he had last night. Upon waking up in his bed, he saw his mother right beside his face. She was cleaning up his room, wearing only a nightie. It showed her deep cleavage, first thing in the morning.

“Now that’s how you wake up,” thought Dhanush in his mind and got out of his bed.

While eating his breakfast, his phone rang. It was Zayn. He already knew what Zayn was going to ask about, so he didn’t pick up the call. Even after it rang thrice, Dhanush ate his breakfast normally and left his house to go to Zayn’s house.

Zayn and Yasmina were sitting on the couch, waiting for him.

Yasmina: Babu, ab toh bata de ki kya plan hai tera. (Honey, please tell us what your plan is.)

Dhanush (with confidence said): Calm down, aunty. I’ve come here to tell that only. Remember what you said last night?

Yasmina: That’s how badly I missed a cock in my pussy?

Dhanush: No! About my mom and you, helping each other out.

Zayn: Yeah, I was wondering about that as well.

Yasmina: Well, no need to hide anything from you boys now. Kajol and I have been alone for so long, and that hurt us significantly. It led things from watching serials together to watching porn and cutting vegetables together to using them as sex toys.

Dhanush: I had a clue, and in my plan, you and that bestie with benefits nature of yours would be the centre of all this. So, listen to this carefully.

Dhanush shared his plan to Zayn and Yasmina and told them that it’ll take place next Wednesday. Kajol believes that the boys have gone for their cricket tournaments every week.

Wednesday —

Dhanush and Zayn left their house and met on the terrace of their apartment. They called Yasmina and alerted her to begin their plan: ‘MISSION WETNESS-DAY!’

Yasmina went to Kajol’s house and both of them wasted no time settling down to watch serials while cutting vegetables.

Kajol: BTW, Yashu, what were Zayn and Dhanush doing that day in your house?

Yasmina (sweating a bit): Idk, you know they are teenagers, probably talking to their girlfriends or playing games. Why?

Kajol: Pfft! Girlfriends? You have so much confidence in them (laughing with her wide mouth). If you’d said they were jerking off to porn, I would’ve believed you, but girlfriends? (Laughing hysterically again)

Yasmina got tensed up hearing about the jerking off part and smiled in an awkward way to hide her emotions. To ease the moment, Yasmina told Kajol about her recent massage experience. She had a lot of fun that was missing from her.

Kajol: What? You didn’t tell me about the massage thing. I would’ve joined you, too.

Yasmina: Umm, I wanted to tell you, but it was not your usual massage. Actually, it was.

Kajol: Was it sauna massage? I don’t care about babe. You should’ve asked me first.

Yasmina: No, let me finish what I said. It was a Nuru massage, but it led to something much more intimate.

“What!? No freaking way,” Gasped Kajol. “Don’t tell me you had sex? ”

Yasmina didn’t say anything but just nodded her head.

Kajol: Omg, I can’t believe you cheated on your husband with some random masseur.

Yasmina: He was not a stranger to me. I know him quite well, and you also know him. And I couldn’t control myself anymore. His manly touch on my body just made me horny. And I bet you would’ve given up as well, given our situation and solitude.

Kajol (somewhat agreeing to her): I mean, I can endure that, and who’s the guy anyway?

Yasmina: Guys (correcting herself and also giving Kajol a heart attack)

Kajol couldn’t believe what Yasmina just told her. She thought it was a joke and that Yasmina was pulling my leg. But the look Yasmina had on her face clearly gave away that she was telling the truth.

Yasmina: Don’t give me such a disappointing look, Kaju. I told you this because I thought you would understand me.

Kajol: I know how it feels, Yashu, but you had a fucking threesome!

“And I want you to experience that too,” said Yasmina, taking Kajol’s hands in hers with her eyes full of hope. ” I want to enjoy that with you, and I know you’re also missing a cock in you. Nobody would know about it. ”

Kajol was saying no, but finally said yes to join Yasmina for a massage session.

Yasmina called Dhanush’s number (which was saved as a BDNM) in front of Kajol.

Kajol: What is a BDNM? Don’t tell me we’re going to do BDSM.

Yasmina(giggled): No, not BDSM, it’s BDNM, which means ‘BIG DICK NURU MASSEUR’.

“Hello?” Answered Dhanush, slightly changing his voice.

“Ah, yes, it’s me, Yasmina. Actually, I want to book you and your colleague for today. Are you available?” Asked Yasmina, hinting that she was successful in playing her part.

In a few hours, the Nuru masseurs (Zayn & Dhanush) arrived and set up the table and other stuff. The mothers then returned to Yasmina’s house and were shocked to see that the tables were all set and they could begin with no delay.

Yasmina took Kajol to her room, where they both stripped and wrapped a towel around their body. Both then lay down on the tables. Yasmina asked Kajol to wear an eye mask for more comfort, even though she didn’t.

The boys arrived all naked with bottles of oil for the massage. Zayn tiptoed towards Kajol, whereas Dhanush literally pounced on Yasmina to kiss her wildly with his mother lying right beside them.

Yasmina couldn’t stop smiling, thinking about the shit that was going to go down right now. Zayn pulled Dhanush closer and told him that he had done some research about Nuru massage, and he should follow him. Dhanush didn’t know much about it, so he did.

Zayn started by pouring oil on Kajol’s legs. He slowly moved his hands on her creamy legs. Dhanush, who did the same with Yasmina, was excited to see his mother’s shaven naked legs.

Both ladies were content with the massage as they talked over random things and work they had to do. The boys could clearly see the sides boobies of their mum’s naked boobies, which were resting on the bed cum table.

Zayn, without any hurry, moved to Kajol’s thighs. He was applying the right amount of pressure that forced Kajol to let out little noises. And upon reaching their asses, Dhanush handed a glass of whisky filled with Blue Label to both the ladies.

Kajol and Yasmina were pleased with the hospitality they were receiving. The glasses were empty in no time, which was the call for another one. In the back, the boys were getting the view that any guy would pay to watch.

Two busty ladies lying naked, and that too oiled up to get stuffed {I would kill for it, bro}. Zayn and Dhanush poured oil all over their mother’s ass. Kajol, who was older by 3 years, had slightly more meat on her butt than Yasmina.

They massaged their asses, and now it was time to get things spicier. Both of them sat between their mum’s legs and started rubbing their fully hard cocks against their ass.

Yasmina: Do you like it, Kaju?

Kajol: I don’t want to admit it, but I’m loving it. The feeling of a rock-hard cock between my ass feels so good.

The whisky was kicking in, and also the sons were seducing the ladies from the back. By now, the boys were also drenched in oil, and with so much lube around them, they had to go for the ass first.

Zayn and Dhanush didn’t alert any of the moms about anal, but both of them pushed their cocks inside each other’s mom’s asshole. Yasmina and Kajol, who were not expecting to get penetrated in their asshole, shouted their throats out.

Kajol: What the fuck! Yashu, these motherfuckers didn’t even tell us… Ouch… That they’d fuck us in the arse.

Yasmina, who was not even in the mood for talking, enjoyed her ass getting pounded. She just replied, “Shut up and let them do their job” Kajol, even in pain, loved her ass getting stretched.

Zayn couldn’t believe that he was finally fucking his dream woman, along with his best friend, who is her son. He was also watching his mom getting fucked by his best friend.

A few days ago, Dhanush and his mom cucked him, but now it was his turn to get some action, so he was not going to let it go to waste. He was fucking Kaaju’s tight ass, hard as it could be heard in her moans.

Yasmina and Kajol were moaning so loudly that it was echoing in the room. Now the boys turned their mothers to lie on their backs and play with their pussy and titties. They again started to oil up their bodies while kissing them passionately. Zayn was fingering Kajol’s pussy while doing so.

Kajol was loving the vibes that made her curious about the guys, so she took off her eye mask. But there awaited a new and biggest turn in her life. She was speechless by witnessing what she was seeing. She saw Zayn sucking on her tits like a newborn baby. Yasmina was getting rammed in her pussy by her son.

“What is going on, oh god?” Thought of Kajol in her mind. “I was getting intimate with my son’s friend right in front of him! Why does Yasmina not have an eye mask? Does she know about this? Did she plan all of this? Or she was forced to do this? ”

Questions flooded her mind that almost made her dumbfounded. But she didn’t try to stop Zayn from what he was doing. Zayn, now horny as a rabbit, saw Kajol looking at them in a confused state. He went closer and said, “Don’t worry, aunty. Let me take care of you” And leaned in for a kiss.

Although Kajol wanted to push him aside and run for her life and dignity, she decided to stay still. Their kiss marked the victory of the mission’s wet day.

Yasmina (who saw her bestie responding to her son’s kiss): Don’t worry. (Grabbed Kajol’s hand.) Kaaju, this is better than cheating with some stranger.

Kaaju didn’t answer and just kept on kissing Zayn like she was his young girlfriend. Now that the truth was out, both mums and sons could have sex comfortably. Zayn stood up and made Kaju suck his cock. She loved the aftertaste of her asshole on Zayn’s cock.

Kaju was sucking his cock like she was craving kulfi in the summer. Zayn was loving a wet mouth on his cock. Then he took Kaju’s finger and inserted it into his asshole. He was on cloud nine right now.

On the other side, Dhanush had already made Yasmina cum and was now eating her pussy, to go for another round. He took Yasmina close to Kajol’s face and fucked her in doggy while both ladies slurped on Zayn’s cock.

In a few minutes, Zayn moved down and fucked Kaju’s pussy. Yasmina and Kajol were sharing the juices of their sons’ dick by smooching each other. They then switched positions and partners. Yasmina sucking Zayn’s cock made Kajol try Dhanush’s cock as well. It was now a fuck fest in that room.

Bodies of two hot MILFs soaked up in oil, glistening in the room, were like angels who had just stepped onto the earth.

They tried out every pose they could think of, from missionary to doggy, from 69 position, each other to sucking cocks while scissoring. They came on time in a few hours, and the room was a mess.

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Hello Guys and sexy ladies,

Let us begin the next part without any delay.

I said to Nisha- let’s go and talk to Sameer. Nisha replied- Jaanu, please, you talk to him. I feel too shy being there while you two discuss it. I said “ok” and went ahead to talk to Sameer, leaving Nisha standing alone for a while.

I told Sameer that Nisha would like to have that massage now. Sameer was very glad to hear that. Although Nisha was far from us, she saw Sameer smiling, and that made her very shy. She smiled and started looking the other way.

Sameer asked me to take Nisha to our bedroom. He said he will make some quick preparations for the massage and then call us.

I came back to Nisha and told her the same. We then came back to our bedroom. As we were waiting for Sameer’s call, Nisha came to me and hugged me. I asked her- Are you ok, jaan?

She said- hmmmm. Just feeling a little nervous, jaanu.

I said- don’t worry, sweety. I am with you, naa.

She smiled and hugged me again. Just then, there was a knock on the door. I opened the door. It was Sameer. He asked us to come to the adjacent room as he had prepared it for the massage. He left, and I turned back to Nisha.

Nisha was shyly smiling with anticipation.

I said- Sweety, let’s go. He is ready.

Nisha’s face was glowing red with excitement and nervousness. We held our hands and started walking to the massage room.

We reached there and knocked on the door. Sameer opened the door and invited us inside.

We were amazed by the ambience of the room. The room was quite big, and it had dim lights on. Also, there were many candles glowing in every corner of the room. On one side, there was a cosy bed which was neither too big nor too small. Along with it, there was a big comfy sofa lying in the corner. On the other end, there was an attached washroom.

All in all, it was giving super romantic vibes. Nisha and I looked at each other, and Nisha looked really charmed by the ambience.

Sameer asked her- Hope you like the setup.

Nisha looked at him and said- It’s lovely!

Sameer opened the almirah, took out a folding table, unfolded it, and put it in the centre of the room. It was a heavy yet portable massage table, which professionals use to give massages to their clients. It was quite tall and had soft cushions for the massage therapist to lie down comfortably.

It was 4×6 inches in size and quite heavy, to make sure it doesn’t move accidentally during the massage.

Sameer looked at Nisha and asked- Do you prefer this table or the bed?

Nisha looked at me.

I said- Sweety, it’s up to you.

Nisha said- I think this table would be fine.

Sameer said- That’s great. Shall we begin?

I said- Darling, why don’t you put on that gown which Sameer sent for the occasion? Did you bring it with you?

Nisha- Yes, but it is in our room. Let me get it.

Nisha left to bring the gown.

I said to Sameer- Bro, I wanted to see how she behaves in my absence, while all alone with you.

Sameer- how are we going to do that?

I said- No worries. I have planned something. You have to play along.

Sameer said- Sure, bro. No problems.

Just then, Nisha entered the room with the gown in her hand.

Sameer showed her the way to the attached washroom. Nisha asked me to come inside the washroom along with her.

She closed the washroom door and started undressing. Underneath, she was wearing a white colored set of bra and panties.

She asked me, Jaanu. Should I keep wearing these underneath the gown?

I said- I think so, jaan. Would you like to go with just the gown without a bra and a panty underneath?

Nisha gave me a naughty smile and pulled out something from another packet she had brought with her.

Nisha opened it, and I was shocked to see it. It was a red-hot set of bra and panties. But it was not an ordinary set like the one she was already wearing.

It was a 2-piece swimsuit style set with strings and bare minimum clothing.

I asked Nisha- ohhh God, sweety. You are gonna wear this underneath the gown?

Nisha smiled and asked- Can I jaanu?

I replied- of course, sweety. Sameer will go crazy.

Nisha smiled- ok jaanu. Now you go. I will take a quick bath, change and come out. I have to put on some make-up as well.

I kissed her and came out of the washroom.

It took Nisha around 20 minutes to come out. And an “Awwww” came out of both Sameer’s and my mouth. ohhh man … she was looking out of this world.

She had left her hair loose. Her hair was still a little wet, though she had dried it with a hair dryer. Her face was glowing like a full moon. And her lips were looking red hot sexy with the dark red lipstick she had put on.

The gown she was wearing covered her legs only a little above her knees, i.e. her knees were visible. On the upper part, it was covering her huge breasts, though a little of her cleavage could be seen. Her white, fleshy arms looked so damn beautiful and sexy. Her huge ass was poking out from inside the gown like 2 big globes. She had also put on some body scent, and it was making her even more inviting.

All in all, she was looking like a goddess, a diva who could make any man go crazy for her.

We were looking at her like 2 men struck by thunder. She looked at us and shyly smiled at our condition.

Finally, she broke the silence by asking- Shall we begin, Sameer?

Sameer came back to his senses and replied- yeah, sure. Why don’t you come and lie on this table?

Nisha looked at me and said- Jaanu, please help me.

I helped her get on top of the table. She lay on the table face down. Her huge sexy ass was poking out from inside the gown, as if it was looking at us from inside and inviting us.

Nisha lay silently on the table with her eyes closed. I sat on the sofa to watch my hotwife getting the massage of her dreams.

Sameer took out a bottle of full-body massage oil and reached near Nisha.

He put the bottle on the side and asked Nisha- So lovely, lady. Are you ready for the massage?

Nisha nodded her head in the affirmative. Sameer took out some oil in his palm and then rubbed it between his hands, making both palms full of oil.

He started from Nisha’s feet, giving a warm massage to them. Massaging each finger of both feet, he even massaged the soles of both feet.

Responding to the warm massage, Nisha’s body started moving a little. It looked like she was already enjoying it.

Then suddenly, while massaging her toe and fingers, Sameer planted a passionate kiss on top of her fingers.

Nisha’s body shivered a bit, and a silent moan came out of her mouth. Even I was amazed at that, because I didn’t expect Sameer to start getting intimate with her so soon. But it looked like Sameer had other plans today.

After a couple of minutes, while continuing the massage, this time he not only kissed Nisha’s fingers, but he also held her right feet up in both hands, took her fingers in his mouth, and started sucking on them, while massaging the rest of the feet all over. This time, Nisha let out an audible moan, and it looked like she was melting by his actions already, even though the massage was just getting started.

Nisha could not hold herself together anymore. She exclaimed- Ohhh God, Sameer. What are you doing?

Sameer smiled- ok, I will stop if you don’t like it. I will give a strictly professional massage if you want.

Nisha shyly replied- I didn’t mean that.

Sameer- It means you are liking it.

Nisha just smiled and kept silent.

I intervened and told Sameer- Of course she likes it, bro. Carry on.

Nisha looked at me for a sec, smiled shyly and then closed her eyes again, signalling Sameer to continue the way he was doing it.

Sameer continued, and now he was kissing Nisha’s right foot sole. He even licked on it, which made Nisha exclaim- ohh Sameer .. no .. don’t.. It’s tickling.

Sameer was kinda playing with her, and both were enjoying it. Sameer stopped licking but kissed her feet countless times. He did the same to the left foot, and this time, when he sucked on Nisha’s fingers, she turned around and looked into his eyes. She was looking fully turned on by his actions, and she confessed it openly.

“Oh, Sameer, you are killing me with those moves. Don’t tease me so much. I don’t want this costly table of yours to get dirty, and that too so soon”

Sameer and I both got thrilled by what we just heard. OMG … was Nisha telling us that she was getting so badly turned on by the massage, that her cute “choot” was releasing such a huge load of juices, that her small panties won’t be able to soak it all !!

I exclaimed- ohhh, God, sweetie. What are you saying?

Nisha said- I am helpless, jaanu. He is just killing me with his warm touch and kisses.

Sameer said- I can afford to lose thousands of such tables for you. Just make them as dirty as you can.

Nisha got further excited by his words. She looked at him and lifted both of her feet. Sameer held them and started kissing and sucking both feet like crazy. Nisha was enjoying the pleasure all the way through.

After kissing, massaging and making love to her feet for a full 10 minutes, he let go of her feet and turned her around to lie on her stomach with her face down again. Making sure all oil was absorbed by her feet, he moved upwards and poured some more oil on her lower legs and both her calves. He then massaged her sexy calves for quite some time.

I suddenly got a call on the phone. Actually, it was just a ringtone I played on my phone so that Nisha feels I got a call. I picked up the phone and pretended as if I got a call from my office. I talked for a while and hung up. I told them I got a call from the office and needed to do some urgent work, and that I needed to bring my laptop from the bedroom.

I quickly grabbed my laptop from the bedroom and came back. I opened my laptop and pretended to do some critical work.

After 2 minutes, I asked Sameer- Sameer, the network seems to be very weak in this room. Do you have wi-fi range here?

Sameer replied- No, sorry. Wi-Fi is also weak in this room.

I said- ohhh man. I need to work urgently on this issue. But both mobile and wi-fi networks are weak here.

Sameer- Sorry, Prashant.

I said- it’s ok, Sameer. Can I go downstairs and work from there?

Sameer- sure, why not? Wi-fi works very well in the drawing room on the ground floor.

I said- ok. Nisha darling, I am so sorry. I need to go downstairs for a while. You two, please carry on.

Nisha said- Jaanu, how long would it take you to come back.

I said- jaan, such issues usually take a couple of hours, but …

Nisha cut me in between and said- Ohh no jaanu. Please don’t take so long.

I said- you don’t worry, jaan. I will try to finish as quickly as possible.

I then came close to her and gave a kiss on her cheek.

I said- Promise me you wont be nervous in my absence. I want you to enjoy the massage without any worries.

Nisha smiled and said- hmmm. I will try, but please come back fast.

I said- ok, jaan.

I then winked at Sameer and said- Sameer, please take good care of her.

Sameer smiled- it’s my pleasure, dear. Don’t worry, you go.

I quickly reached the drawing room downstairs and opened the link of hidden cameras to watch what they were doing. This was the first time Nisha was alone with Sameer.

Sameer was massaging Nisha’s lower legs. Now he wanted to massage her upper legs and thighs.

He asked Nisha- Can I lift this gown a little bit upwards to massage your legs above your knees.

Nisha replied- hmmm. Ok.

Nisha was behaving absolutely normal. She didn’t seem to miss me, and somehow I was liking it and getting turned on by it.

Nisha lifted herself a bit, and Sameer pulled the gown upwards, exposing more than half of her thighs above her knees.

Nisha lay down again, and Sameer poured more oil on his palm and also on Nisha’s thighs.

Sameer started to massage her thighs, starting from her knees up to the last visible part of her thighs. As he was moving his hands upwards, he was finding Nisha’s thigh skin more and more sensitive to his touch. He had poured a lot of oil, and his hands and fingers were sliding freely on her skin.

He parted her legs wide a bit and started massaging the inner part of the thighs. That was the most sensitive part, and Nisha started to moan heavily. Sameer was pressing her thighs with full force, but due to oil, his hands were sliding easily. This was giving Nisha loads of pleasure, and she parted her legs even wider apart.

Nisha asked him- Can I turn around, please?

Sameer replied- Of course, darling. Why not?

Nisha turned around. Her face was red hot, and her expressions were saying that she was super horny at the moment.

Sameer looked at her with a smile, raised and folded her legs a bit and parted them. Then he started to massage her inner thighs hard. As Nisha was lying on her back, and Sameer had folded her legs, the massage gown she was wearing fell backwards, exposing her thighs even more.

Sameer started to massage her inner thighs with full zeal, and Nisha was not only moaning loudly now, she was moving left to right and right to left as if a fish was taken out of water.

Central part of Nisha’s panties was easily visible now.

Looking at that, Sameer teased Nisha- ohhhh. Now I understand why you were worried about getting this table dirty. Really, you are wearing very tiny pants today.

Nisha exclaimed- Even if I had been wearing bigger pants today, you would have made its condition the same as this one.

Sameer- But it looks red-hot and extremely sexy. But why does it look like it is soaked in oil? I didn’t let any oil reach there.

Nisha- it’s not drenched in oil, you teaser. It’s drenched in my ….

Sameer- in your ???

Nisha- ohhh god. You very well know what it is.

Sameer- but I love to hear it from you.

Nisha shyly replied- My juices !!!

She felt so shy after saying that; she covered her face with both hands.

But Sameer wanted to tease her more.

He said- Your juices? I didn’t understand. Where are you getting juices from?

Nisha replied- Stop teasing me, please. You have already taken me to another world with your massage.

Sameer- ok, I wont tease any more. Please say once what juices those are.

Nisha shyly replied again- my .. my pussy juices.

Sameer said- pussy? What is that? I don’t know.

Nisha- Ohh God. Please enough.

Sameer- please tell me in the language I understand.

Nisha blushed and shyly replied- You are so bad. Wanna hear things from me that make me go super shy?

Sameer- please just once.

Nisha covered her face with both hands and said- No, Sameer. I am feeling too shy to say it.

Sameer- You are liking my massage, naa.

Nisha- liking? I am loving it, Sameer.

Sameer- I am doing so much to give you a good time. Don’t I deserve a little in return? Just say it once, naa please.

Nisha smiled and said- ufffffff. You are so demanding. Ok, listen now. My panty looks oily because it is drenched in juices oozing out of my … !!

Sameer- you’re what …?

Nisha- ohhh god. Juices oozing out of my flowing “choot” !!!

It indeed was so thrilling to hear that from the mouth of my shy housewife.

Nisha again said- happy? Now, please focus on the massage because I am loving it and want no interruption.

Sameer looked at her, and she looked at him. They both smiled and then started laughing. Looked like they were enjoying each other’s company like two lovers now.

Sameer continued with massaging her inner thighs, and his hands were reaching the most sensitive area, which was very close to her “panty-covered choot”. Nisha looked super excited and horny, and she was hardly able to control herself.

Looking at her condition, Sameer left her legs and moved to the upper part of her body. He massaged her upper back and neck. This was giving her great relief, as her muscles were getting relaxed with a mild and warm touch of oil and Sameer’s hands.

Nisha moaned- hmmmm … that feels so good and relaxing. I think I will sleep if you continue like this.

Sameer smiled and moved to massage her fleshy and sexy milky-white arms. He lifted one hand in the air and massaged it from her armpit all the way to her fingers. He started massaging her arms and hands, while kissing her fingers. Nisha was looking at her with love.

She asked him- Why don’t you use more oil. I like it.

Sameer then turned Nisha around. They were looking face to face now. He poured a lot of oil on her gown over her breasts. As it got drenched in oil, the gown cloth became transparent and got stuck to her huge, poking boobs.

Nisha smiled and said- Pour more oil, naa. Drench this gown completely in oil.

Sameer obliged, and after a while, the whole gown got drenched in oil and got stuck to her body. It was transparent and every curve of her body, along with her tiny bra and panties, could be seen now. Sameer removed his T-shirt and threw it away. Nisha looked at his body with desiring eyes. Sameer was now giving her a massage all over her gown, as it was fully drenched in oil.

He put both his hands on her boobs and started massaging them hard. Nisha was moaning heavily. He then put his hand over the gown between her legs and started massaging her pussy from over the panties and the gown. Nisha’s excitement was getting out of control now, and Sameer’s hands were sliding freely all over her body.

To be continued …

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Hey friends. This story is completely my fantasy. Please enjoy it.

My name is Shanu. I am 23 years old and from Delhi. I have finished my degree, and I am at home jobless. My dad stays at Mumbai with his second wife, and my mom and I live in our own house in Delhi. Dad earns a lot; he sends us money every month, so we are not short of anything. I also secretly meet my dad once every 2 months or so. We go on hanging out all day, and we are always close. I also had anal sex with my dad the last time. My mom’s name is Dhamini. She is 43. Mom hates men after Dad left us for that bitch. But mom is also highly lesbian. She is still thin, just as Alia Bhatt or you can also say Shraddha Kapoor. I am not exaggerating, but yeah, it’s a fact; she is not fat, and has really good assets. 38-26-36. While I have a thin ass and 34BB breasts, I always wished to have huge boobs like hers.

Mom always knew that I was a shemale, I mostly wear boy clothes. I am mostly in my shorts every day. My dad sends me 1 lakh every month secretly. I never used to think of fucking my mother until one day. It was a Sunday night, mum was drunk and I could voices from her bedroom, she was moaning, I wondered if she was having sex with someone, the door was slightly open, I slowly peeked inside, I was astonished as fuck, my sexy mom who hated men was masturbating her pussy with a cucumber, she was saying “Ahh. Raj fuck me . yees. Mujhe. chodho”. Raj is my dad’s name. She always loved him. We do not talk about him. It’s only that he sends money to our bank accounts, and I sometimes secretly talk to Dad on the phone. He always refers to me as his son. I recorded the video and sent it to my dad. I went to my room. By seeing my mom, I have become really horny, and I have decided I have to really fuck her and make her mine now. Her breasts were huge. I wished to bite those big black nipples and suck those fair breasts.

I removed all my clothes and started to masturbate my 8-inch monster that got hard after seeing her mom. I was nearly about to cum, and my dad replied via text.

Dad: Oh.Looks like my naughty son has caught his sexy mom having fun.
Me: Haha, Dad, I am a girl.
Dad: Would you say that, looking at your cock, sweetheart?
Me: Fuck no. Of course, I am your son, Daddy. I guess I got that from you.
Believe it, Dad. She really is sexy. Wait, did you call her sexy??
Dad: Of course. Remember, Baby, she is my girl first.
Me: But she will be mine soon, Dad
Dad: U wish to fuck her, baby?
ME: Yes, Daddy.
Dad: Give it a try then. Do you have a plan in mind?
Me: I already do.
Dad: Now that my Son
Me: Daddy, it has been 4 months since we met. When are you coming? My tiny ass is missing your massive cock, Daddy.
Dad: I miss you too, baby. I’m just occupied with work. We will meet next month.
Me: Okay, Daddy. I love you.
Dad: Is there anything you want, sweetheart?
Me: No, Daddy.  Not yet
Dad: Okay, dear, do not forget to ask me if you need anything.
My phone turned off due to low battery.

I could not get my mother’s sexy body out of my head, I again got horny imagining her, I started to stroke my cock, I was moaning taking my mother’s name, then I took out a sex toy that looked like a pussy and started to fuck it, I had 2 sex toys even my mom knows I have these sex toys.
I fucked it and I cummed in it. I did that 3 times and cummed 3 times. I slept off naked. The sex toy was filled with my cum. Morning my mom came to wake me up, little did the lesbian slut know that she would have to see me naked that morning, my dick was erect, she was surprised looking at my huge erect cock, she then slowly approached and held my cock with her right hand, I felt her hand but did not open my eyes, I acted as if I was sleeping, she then stoked it gently, and sucked my tip, gently.
I guess she couldn’t stop herself after seeing such a big cock after all these years. I was sure that my mom was missing my dad and was craving sex. Well, that’s an advantage for us. She then stopped. I did not open my eyes. After 3 minutes or so, I heard something fall. After I heard my door shut, I opened my eyes.
I could see my cum drops on the floor and also on my sex toy. My mom must have surely drunk my cum.
I woke up and went into my bath room, I have a dildo toy in my bathroom, that is always stick to the wall, I use it to fuck my ass whenever I want to, even my mom uses it sometimes, yet all these years I have not gathered courage to fuck her, but today I was fixed that I will.
I turned on the shower and applied oil to my ass and the dildo and started to fuck myself. I was imagining my dad as if he were fucking my ass, and I was also stroking my cock,
I did that until I cummed,
Then mom called me. I said Coming, Mom I opened the door, as I forgot my towel on the bed. I was naked. As I stepped out of the bathroom, I saw my mother. She was wearing her chudidaar. She just had her bath, I guess. She was looking really sexy.
Her chudar was showing her cleavage too much, and they were really tight. Her nipples were hard, and they were poking out. I got an instant hard-on. Mom looked at my cock and said

Mom: Why do you come out naked? Have you got a towel?
Me: I forgot it on the bed.

Mom was still looking at my cock, I could not stop. I hugged her tightly and kissed her on the lips. I held her breast. She did not restrict me. I felt happy and started to squeeze her breast and her waist. While French kissing, my mom was holding my ass. She was really squeezing my ass.
My dick was touching her pussy down her leggings. She did not seem to wear her bra and panties.
I broke the kiss and said

Me: Mom, I want to fuck you so badly. You are so sexy.
Mom: I have been waiting years for this baby. I am all yours today.
Me: Yes, Mom, you will be my bitch from now on.

I threw her on my bed, and I bounced on her.
I pulled her towards me and tore her chudidar. I grabbed her breasts and started sucking on them. My dick was correctly poking on her pussy,
I then told mommy, “Chal Kutiye, Apni beti ki bada lund ko chooso.”(Come on Slut, Suck my cock.) She started to suck my cock. I held her hair and started to push her more towards my cock, I did that for a few minutes, and then I puch my cock into her throat totally and took it out. It was totally covered in saliva. Mom ran out of breath.

Mom: Fuckk. Your cock is even bigger than your dad’s.
Me: Of course. I am bigger than Dad, I know. But Dhamini, I am not going to stop now. I just started.
I then held her boobs around my cock and started to fuck them. I increased my pace, and mom started to moan, “AHH.1 Yes, beta chode meri chuchiyoo ko. (Fuck my Boobs) and fucked then till they turned red. I slapped her boobs, to which she let out an ahh.

mom: dheere se .
Me: Chup randi aaj mei teri chut phaad dungi. (Shut up slut. I will tear your ass today.)

Then I started to go down and started sucking her pussy. She held my head and was pushing towards her, and was letting out moans, “ummm.aaah.oooof.aaaaaa.” I was slowly pushing my tongue inside. God, her pussy was so tight. I started to finger fuck her, first one, then 2 and 3. I slowly went till 4. Mom was moaning loudly

Mom: Aah, Shanu, I cannot handle it anymore. Please give it to me.
Me: Here you go, mommy.
I then slowly inserted my cock into her pussy, I could only go 3 inches. Her pussy was so tight.
mom:aah dheere se.
Me:Aaaj to mei apki puddi phaad ke hi rahungi
Saying that, I even pushed harder and went for another 2 inches and started to get the rhythm.
I slowly fucked her, and mom said, “AAah. 1 aaaa. Yes, aisee. Hi. Aaaa. Umm1Ooof. U fuck better than your dad.”

Then I increased my face and started to fuck faster and faster. My cock was totally going inside her, and I even touched the G-spot. Mom squirted and cummed, I did not stop and continued to fuck her. I cummed inside her and slept on her with my dick still in her pussy
Mom kissed my lips and said

Mom: Ah, baby. This is the best fuck I ever had. Thank you so much, baby. I needed it so badly all these years. I love you, Dear.
Me: Me too, Mom. I love you, too, Mom. We will fuck every day from now on, Mom.
Mom: I am only yours now, baby.
Then I felt my dick get hard.
Me: Mom, get in doggy style.
She turned into doggy style.
I kissed her ass and started to suck it.
Mom: Oh, baby, this is nice, yeah.

I then fingered her ass slowly and applied some oil. I inserted one, then two fingers, and I went for three.
Mom: Aahhh, babieee.oof yes dooo ittt Ummfff
Me: I always wanted to fuck your ass, Mom
Mom: Slowly, dear. I never had it in the ass.
I then shoved my 4th finger in her ass and stated fisting her mom was giving out moans.
And then I pushed my cock into her ass slowly.
Mom left out a soft moan.

Me: Be ready to enjoy Mom.

I then pushed my half cock and started to fuck slowly. She felt extreme pleasure, and then slowly increased my pace. I rammed her ass like what? Her ass was squeezing my dick, and I fell on her and started fondling her boobs, lying on her back. I squeezed her boobs as I fucked her ass fastly.
Then I removed my cock from her ass and again pushed it inside her pussy, and fucked her again for the next hour. She then told me to relax and started to do reverse cowgirl. Mom was looking so sexy at me. I caught her waist, and she started to bounce. Mom was slowly taking my dick into her pussy. I suddenly pushed her onto my cock, and instantly hit her G-spot, and she started to bounce fastly on my cock. I could see Mom’s boobs jingling and jumping. I took my phone and started to record her. Mum smiled like a slut.
Me: Come on, Mommy, tell me who’s my bitch?
Mom:  My dear. Mommy is your bitch.
I sent the video to Dad.
Mom: Who did you see?nd it go?
Me: Dad
Mom: What? Why?
I did not let her spoil the moment and held her waist and fucked her from behind.

Me: Shut up bitch. You are my bitch now. I know you still love and miss him. Answer me yes or no.
Mom: Yeeee.sss Babyyyy, I miss you. Dad. Ooooooof aaaaaah I am cumminnnnnnngg.

She cummed for the second time.
Then I again sat on her and started to stroke as I was near to cum. I gently stroked and released all my cum on my bitchy mom’s face.
We both fell asleep. I held Mom in my arms, and we cuddled and slept.

As I woke up in the evening, Mom was in her nightie. I wore my t-shirt and my shorts, and I had a cup of tea.
Me: Looks like you are happy now
Mom: Yes. I am so free and relaxed now. Thank you for the amazing fuck, baby
Me: We can make it every day, Mommy.
Mom:  Of course, dear.
This is for the first part, and I have also planned to reunite my parents, and that will be in part 2. Stay tuned, guys.

Hey ISS readers, bina zyada time waste kiye, main apni story continue kar rha hu. Naye readers se request hai ki voh series ke previous parts ko jarur padhe agar unhe unka lund ke tope aur chut ki diwaro ko gila karna hai toh.

Jaise ki previous part me maine aap sab ko bataya ki Di ne mujhe sex ke liye manane ki bahut koshish ki but main thakk ke so gya tha..

Raat ko bhi unke bistar me main nahi gya aur voh mere intezaar me udaas raat bhar so nhi payi. Agle din subh jaldi uthkar unhone socha ki, “Hum dono bhai behan morning sex kar le.” Iss liye voh fatt se nahane chali gyi aur sirf towel me humare room me aa gyi. Aur aa kar mere bagal me baith gyi aur apne gile balo ke mere muhh pe daal kar apne chucho ko mere seene se chipka diya aur pyaar se mere chehre ko sehla kar mujhe uthane lagi.

Di – Manas babu, uth jao beta… subh ho gyi hai. Dekho, tumhari didi apne doodh tumhare liye laye… inhe pi lo….

Unki jism se aane vali pyaari khusbhu, aur Di ke julfo se unke hair serum ki khusbhu mujhe nind me hi saatve aasman pe le gyi. Di ki boobs mere chhati pe the aur garam saanso mere chehre pe aa rhi thi. Mere lund mujhse pehle uth gya jisse dekh ke Di khush ho gyi aur jhat se unhone usse pakad liya aur masalne lagi. Di mere chaddi me haath daal ke mere gote sehlane lagi. Main apni nind se uthkar Di ko kass ke pakadne vala hi tha ki tab tak humare bedroom ke darwaje pe maa jor jor se khatakatane lagi.

Maa – Manas, jaldi utho… ready ho jao… tumhe college nahi jana, kya?

Meri toh gand fatt gyi, achanak se darr ke kahi maa andar na aa jaye. But Di ne door lock kiya tha.

Maa ab Di ko bhi utha rhi thi office ke liye. Main fatt se uthke door open karne jaa rha tha toh Di ne mujhe pakad kar bola, “Ruk ja thodi der, babu… itna maja aa rha tha… tujhe pyaar karna chahti hu… aaj college mat jaa roj ki tarah.”

Me – Di, pagal ho kya? Maa ko shaq ho jayega… itne din se nhi gya hu college. Baad me continue karte hai…

Ye bolke main bahar nikal gya room se. Maa ab Di ke naam ka pukar kar rhi thi aur voh toh already gusse me thi. Iss liye Di ne jor se jhala kar bola, “Uth gyi hu… jaa rhi hu office… subh subh chilaya mat karo faltu ka. Apne vali sirf pati aur bete pe chalao.”

Aisa bol kar Di ready ho kar gusse me office jaldi hi chali gyi.

Main jab college se vapas aaya toh aaj mere saath voh hua jo itne din se Didi ke saath main kar rha tha. Darwaja kholte hi meri Maa hawas bhari najaro se mujhe dekh rhi thi aur mujhe collar se pakad ke andar ghar me khich liya aur mujh par apne hotho ke bauchar chalu kar diye.

Main aur maa ab passionately kiss karne lage. Maine maa ko dining table par dhakka diya aur unpar tut pada aur unke kamar ko chumne laga, aur nabhi ko apne jeeb se chatne laga. Maa ko kal ka mera chut chatna bahut pasand aaya tha. Iss liye aaj unhone apne chut ko pura saaf kar diya aur bina panty aur petticoat pehne sirf saree lapete mera intezar kar rhi thi. Unhone mere sar ko pakad kar jabardasti apne jangho ke bich dhakka diya.

Main samjh gya tha ki meri maa ab sex aur maje ke liye pagal ho gyi hai.

Dosto, agar kisi bhi aurat ko attention aur pyaar na mile toh voh issi tarah bhukhi ho jati hai. Attention aur pyaar ki fir usse samaj ya rishte yaad nhi rehte. Usse sirf apni khushi yaad rehti hai jo mere hisab se sahi hai.

Maine bhi samay waste kiye bina apne maa ki chikni chut ki chatai aur chusai shuru kar di. Ab voh dining table pe uchal rhi thi. Maine aaj koi kasar nhi chhodi. Pichli baar maine pyaar se chut chata tha but aaj main unki chut ko chaat kam kha jyada rha tha. Apne jeebh ko ek dam andar tak ghusa ghusa ke unke chut ka maja le rha tha. Aur unke rass ko chakh rha tha.

Kyaa swad hai mere maa ki chut ka! Didi aur Maa, dono ki chut chatne ka experience aur swaad alag alag hai. Aur dosto, maine apne jeevan me ab tak bhut chut chate hai. Harr aurat ke chut ka swaad aur maja kuch alag hi hota hai. Aur sabse jyada maja mujhe unke chehre ki khushi aur satisfaction dekhke aata hai.

Main maa ki chut pure jor se chus raha tha. Unse abhi saha nhi jaa rha tha. Humara dining table hilane laga tha. Maa mujhse chhutne ki koshish bhi kar rahi thi aur mere sarr ko apne chut me daba bhi rahi thi kyunki unse ab maja saha nhi jaa rha. Unki body akadne lagi thi, parr main bhi unhe itni aasani se jaane nhi dene vala tha.

Maine unke gand ko uthaya aur apne pure muhhh me unke chut ko bhar liya. Maa se yeh ab saha nahi gya aur voh jorr se jhadne lagi. Mere muhh me hi apna pura pani chhod diya. Aur saath hi main hamare dining table ne bhi dam tod diya aur uska ek leg tut gya……

Maa sarak kar mujhpar fisal gyi aur hum dono zameen par baith gye. Maa ne lambi saanse lete huye mujhe pyaar bhari najaro se dekha. Aaj unka blouse bhi nahi utara tha aur sirf chut chus kar maine unhe param sukh de diya tha, parr mera lund abhi bhi khada tha joh maa ne bhaap liya.

Hum dono ek dusro fatt se kiss kar ne vapas aur dono zamin par hi let gye jaise ek dusre ke bahon hum khel rhe the. Meri maa ka josh aur excitement dekhke 20-21 saal ki nayi naveli dulhan sharma jaye.

Maa aur main ek dusro ko ek dam young boyfriend girlfriend ki tarah treat kar rhe the jaise dono ko jeevan me pehli baar sex mila ho. Maa ke excitement aur hawas se mujhe aag milti. Uss din hum dono di ke aane se pehle bina kuch khaye 4 round sex kar liya…. Mere lund ki halat ho gyi thi pehli baar. Maa ek dam rough sex karne vali.

Didi ke saath main din me do – teen baar sex karta tha; voh bhi aaram se pyaar se. Parr Maa ke saath aisa nhi tha….

Iske aage ki kahani main aapko next part me btaunga. Tab tak ke liye aap apna feedback mujhe [email protected] pe share kare.

Aur koi kuwari kanya ya shadishuda mahila apne dil ke baat mujhse share karna chahti hai ya maje lena chahti hai, mujhe chat pe message kar skti hai..

Hello, guys and sexy ladies. Let us begin the next part without any delay.

After 10 minutes, Nisha stopped him. She held his hand and brought him near herself. In a loving and emotional tone, she said- I missed you like hell all these days.

Sameer came closer to her and looked straight into her eyes. He took her hand in his and started kissing it. Nisha could not take it anymore and pulled Sameer over herself. In a flash of a second, Sameer was all over her. Both hugged each other, and their lips met like 2 lovers meeting after ages.

In no time, Sameer climbed the table, and they were in each other’s arms. Both hugged each other so tightly and started eating each other’s lips like two crazy lovers.

After 5 minutes of hard smooching, Sameer lifted his face to catch a breath, but Nisha pulled him again over herself and they locked lips again for another 5 minutes. Nisha looked both extremely emotional and horny for Sameer at that moment.

Sameer again lifted her face, and both looked into each other’s eyes.

Nisha said- It’s so hot here in this room. I can’t take it anymore. Please remove this gown. It’s getting too sticky.

Sameer was shocked seeing intense behaviour from Nisha. But he obliged and removed her gown. What he saw next stunned him. My beautiful, sexy wife was standing there with just a bikini on. Both bra and panties had strings with bare minimum clothing.

Panty was hardly covering the crotch area while her huge ass cheeks were fully exposed. On the other hand, her bra was covering just her nipples and areolas, and her huge boobs were almost fully visible. Her whole body was drenched in oil.

Sameer stood up there, stunned and mesmerised by Nisha’s beauty. Nisha was quietly smiling, looking at his condition. When Sameer did not move even after a couple of minutes, Nisha moved ahead. she held his hand and brought him near the table.

She climbed it and lay down on it, pulling him along. Both were lying on the table, and in no time, they hugged each other again. This time, they had minimum clothing on their bodies, and the heat generated by the meeting of their bodies was much more intense. Due to the oil, their bodies were sliding over each other in a free flow.

Nisha said- We need to make all this oil absorbed by our bodies.

Sameer smiled and said- Sure thing, jaaneman.

They were lost in each other’s bodies, hugging so tightly as if they would enter each other. Their lips were locked, and both were smooching with full force. Sameer’s hands were roaming and sliding all over Nisha’s body. Suddenly, Sameer opened his mouth, and his tongue tried to enter Nisha’s mouth.

Nisha opened her mouth as well, and their wet tongues rolled into each other. They locked their lips, and their tongues rolled into each other inside their mouths. They kept smooching like that for 5-10 minutes. Nisha was looking like a hungry tigress who wanted to eat her prey alive.

Sameer hugged her tight again and started to rub his body with hers, so that the oil gets absorbed. He was also using his hands to rub all over her body. Nisha was enjoying the heavenly pleasure while Sameer was trying to get the oil on Nisha’s body absorbed.

Finally, after half an hour of hard work and smooching, he was able to get around 80% oil absorbed by their bodies.

Sameer said- See. Almost all the oil is absorbed now.

Nisha said- Indeed, a good job, jaanu.

Sameer and I were both shocked at Nisha calling him jaanu. My shy Nisha was being very bold now.

She smiled- why? What’s wrong? If you can call me jaaneman and darling, why can’t I call you jaanu?

Sameer said- yeah, but it’s the term you use to call your husband.

Nisha said- At this moment, you are no less than my husband. You are my lover. So I will call you jaanu.

She stood up and went near him and hugged him. They were now standing in each other’s arms, hugging each other and locking their lips hard like 2 true lovers.

Suddenly, she said- I love you, jaanu.

I was shocked and thrilled hearing those words from Nisha’s mouth. But at that moment, I was getting turned on by hearing it.

Sameer was shocked too, but he replied- I love you too, jaan.

Sameer’s hands were sliding all over her body, but finally stopped at Nisha’s huge ass. He was feeling and pressing and fondling her ass cheeks so badly that Nisha understood his intentions.

She smiled and said- Don’t worry, jaanu, they are all yours. In a while, you would be able to make love to them as much as you want.

Sameer smiled- You know, naa, how desperate I am for these.

Nisha- Of course I know. Your eyes are more focused on these 2 instead of being focused on me or on these 2 (she pointed at her boobs).

Sameer- What do I do? You have the most juicy and huge ass in the whole world. Nothing in the world can match its beauty.

Nisha blushed and asked- Really?

Sameer- I mean it jaan.

Nisha- Honestly speaking, I miss those moments when you made love to my ass. It was my first time experiencing such a thing. It was incredible.

They again hugged and smooched passionately like lovers.

Then Nisha said- jaanu. I have a surprise for you.

Sameer- what is it, jaan?

Nisha- close your eyes with this blindfold first and turn around towards the wall.

Sameer- Oh my God. Really?

Nisha- yes. Now, please put it on and turn around.

Sameer put the blindfold on his eyes and turned around.

Want to know what that surprise was, guys? Just wait for the next part. It will be out soon.

Sameer put the blindfold on his eyes and turned around.

Once she was sure that Sameer was not looking, Nisha climbed the massage table, near the side that was close to Sameer.

To my shock, she then postured herself in the doggy position.

She raised her hips up and backwards, while from the front she lay her face and upper body, and even her spine, totally resting on the table. She bent her upper body so much into the table that her huge boobs were getting crushed hard.

In this position, her ass was looking so huge and sexy. It was sharply poking out towards Sameer and looked so inviting.

As the panties she was wearing had just strings and minimum clothing covering her ass and pubic area, her huge ass cheeks were almost completely naked.

She then asked Sameer-Jaanu, You may turn around now.

Sameer turned around, and now he was directly facing Nisha’s huge, poking ass.

He asked her- Can I remove the blindfold now, jaan?

I was amazed and also thrilled to see both of them behaving like lovers and calling each other “jaan” and “jaanu” so freely now. The biggest shock was that Nisha did not seem to miss me at all.

Nisha replied- hmmmm. Yes, you can.

Sameer removed the blindfold. And it looked like he was struck by a thunderbolt. He was hypnotised by what he was looking at.

There was a big mirror on the opposite wall, and Nisha could see Sameer in the mirror from the position she was lying in. She was blushing hard and smiling, seeing Sameer’s condition.

But it was not Sameer’s fault. The sight, from where Sameer was standing, was indeed mesmerising. Nisha’s huge white ass was almost fully naked, and it was poking directly into his face.

It was looking so hot and inviting that Sameer was not able to move, or even remove his eyes from there.

Finally, Nisha asked him in a low, shy voice- Will you keep looking ??

Sameer replied- Please let me cool my eyes as much as I want. You are lying in such a killing position that I can’t even move my eyes from this lovely sight.

Nisha- Itni khoobsurat hai kya? (Is it really so lovely?)

Sameer- “khoobsurat” is a very small word to describe it. In fact, there are no words that can describe its beauty and hotness.

Nisha blushed and said- lekin tum is tarah dekhe ja rahe ho … mujhe bohat sharm aa rahi hai. (But I am feeling too shy as you are just continuing to look without a break.).

Finally, Sameer broke out from his frozen condition and moved ahead towards Nisha.

Nisha looked into the mirror and suddenly her smile disappeared, as she saw Sameer moving towards her. Her cheeks blushed and turned red in anticipation. She was looking very nervous.

Although Sameer had moved forward, his eyes were still focused on Nisha’s beautiful, huge, sexy ass. He was staring at it without blinking an eye.

Finally, he reached super close to Nisha. Nisha closed her eyes, as she knew that Sameer was going to make love to her until his heart’s content, and she was going to experience extreme pleasure while he did that.

Sameer was also in his shorts only and not wearing anything on the upper part of his body.

He was still looking at Nisha’s ass with hungry eyes. Suddenly, he moved forward and put both his hands on Nisha’s naked ass cheeks. Nisha shivered a little but stayed in her position.

Sameer started to feel Nisha’s ass with both hands, running slowly all over her naked ass cheeks. Then he bent forward and planted a strong kiss on the right cheek.

Sameer then started kissing her both ass cheeks again and again while still rubbing and massaging all over her ass with his hands. Nisha was getting aroused badly and struggling hard not to move and stay in the same position and posture.

Nisha’s ass was so huge that Sameer’s hands were not even able to cover half of her ass.

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Sameer could not hold himself any further, and he hugged Nisha’s ass, holding it with both of his hands and pushing himself completely on her. He pushed his face with full force into her ass crack, which was covered with the tiny clothing of her mini-panty.

He was kissing and biting Nisha’s ass all over her ass cheeks and pushing his face into her ass crack with full force. There was only Nisha’s tiny panties covering her ass and stopping direct contact between Sameer’s face and her asshole.

But still Nisha could feel the strong push of Sameer’s face, nose, lips and his mouth on her asshole. Sameer started kissing there from over the panty itself, and Nisha was feeling those kisses over her asshole as Sameer’s push was very strong.

Nisha started moaning loudly and was not able to keep her body in one place. She was moving herself from right to left and left to right with arousal and pleasure. I could see her face in the mirror, and it was all red with her eyes closed, but her mouth was releasing loud moans.

After a few minutes, Nisha said- uffff Sameer. How are you holding yourself? How could you be so patient with it?

Sameer asked- What do you mean, jaan?

Nisha said- Are you not feeling like seeing that cutie pie, which is just an inch away from your face, hidden behind my panty?

Sameer replied- I am dying to see it, jaan.

Nisha- Then why is this panty still there on my body? Do you want permission or instructions to do everything? Why are you being so humble?

Sameer replied- ohhh, sweety, I am so sorry. Shall I do the honours now?

Nisha- Open my panties’ strings and throw them away.

Nisha had totally shunned her shame. She wanted her body to be loved without any limitations now.

Sameer opened her panties. Nisha spread her legs open for a second, and Sameer pulled the panties out and threw them away.

But now he was again speechless and motionless.

Nisha’s beautiful, cute asshole was in front of him and inviting him in its full glory. Also, in that posture, Nisha’s lovely “choot” was peeping out from below her cute asshole.

But Nisha got it covered with one hand as soon as Sameer threw her panties away.

For a while, Sameer didn’t say anything. He was mesmerised by Nisha’s cute and lovely asshole. He was staring at it without blinking his eyes.

Nisha said- Howz it, jaanu? You like it, naa.

Sameer- uffffffffff jaan. I am short of words again. It’s not only extremely beautiful and cute, but it’s inviting me so strongly towards itself.

Nisha- Then why don’t you accept its invitation, jaanu?

Sameer- I will in a while, jaan. But please let me have a proper look at it. Its beauty is killing me.

Nisha- No, please. When you keep looking like this, it makes me feel so shy.

Sameer- jaan, today it’s looking extraordinarily beautiful. What should I do? I can’t take my eyes away from it.

Nisha smiled and said- You know, the day before yesterday, I asked my husband to take me to a costly beauty parlour, where they do all kinds of procedures. I made him spend 2 thousand dirhams on preparing my whole body for you. All body waxing, cleaning, etc. And especially this cutie pie, which you are looking at like crazy right now, and my kitty, which I am hiding from you for a while.

Nisha was right. We indeed visited a costly beauty parlour recently. But she didn’t tell me that she was going there to prepare herself for her massage with Sameer.

Sameer exclaimed- Why, Jaan? Why are you hiding that rose of yours from me, like last time? You teased me so much last time that I had to call your husband for help before I could see this beautiful rose of yours. Do you want me to call him again for help?

Nisha said- No, please. Don’t worry, I will show you. Please don’t call him.

I was amazed to see how strongly Nisha protested against calling me there.

Sameer- Then remove your hand, naa, please.

Nisha smiled- I will jaanu, after a while. Right now I want all your focus to be on my ass. Don’t you find that cutie pie so alluring and inviting?

Sameer- Of course, jaan.

Nisha- then don’t waste time talking, jaanu. I am dying to get loved on it by you. You don’t know how badly I have been missing that moment when you made love to my ass for the first time. I was experiencing such a thing for the first time, and it was such a pleasure that it blew my mind.

Sameer was so excited after listening to her. He put both his hands on Nisha’s huge ass again and then brought his face forward.

He stopped for a while to take one more closer look at Nisha’s asshole, and then planted a strong kiss on it.

Nisha let out a loud moan- Aaaahhhhhh !!!

Sameer then planted some more very strong kisses on Nisha’s cute asshole. As he was holding her ass with both hands, every move of his face, mouth and lips was being felt with full force by Nisha.

Nisha was moaning aloud and nonstop now.

She exclaimed – Oh jaanu !!!

Using his hands, Sameer pushed her huge ass towards himself with full force, and then locked her whole asshole with his lips, took it completely in his mouth, and started licking it like a mad dog.

Nisha went crazy with pleasure.

Nisha- Ohhhhhhhh God … Ohhhhh God … Jaanu .. what are you doing … Aaaahhhhhh … are you gonna kill me today … Aaaaaaaahhhhh   Aaaaaaaahhhhh !!

Sameer was literally eating her asshole now. Nisha was going so mad with pleasure that she started playing with her choot with the same hand she was hiding it with.

Seeing that Sameer got thrilled and excited as hell. Using full force of his hands, he pulled both her ass cheeks wide apart, opening her asshole even more. As Nisha’s asshole opened more, Sameer inserted his tongue inside it.

Nisha screamed with pleasure- Aah, Sameer … oh God, oh God, oh God … what are you doing, jaanu?

Sameer’s lips were locked on her asshole tightly, and now his tongue was licking her asshole, not only on the outer skin but also deep inside it.

Suddenly, along with deep licking, Sameer started fucking her asshole with his tongue.

Nisha was going so crazy that she put both her hands on her ass cheeks and started pulling them apart even wider, opening her asshole even more for Sameer’s tongue to go further deep inside.

Sameer’s tongue entered deep inside, and now he was fucking her asshole with his tongue with full force.

As Nisha had placed both her hands over her ass cheeks, spreading them, her “choot”, which she was hiding with one hand, got exposed completely. It looked so wet and swollen. It seemed as if due to extreme excitement, her choot was filled with her hot juices, and was releasing too much of the same. This was confirmed in a few seconds.

While continuing the licking and fucking of Nisha’s asshole with his tongue, Sameer put his right hand on Nisha’s “choot”. He got the shock of his life when he found his hand becoming completely wet with a heavy load of juices oozing out from Nisha’s choot.

But Sameer did not stop even for a second. He kept eating and fucking Nisha’s asshole, and started playing with Nisha’s choot with his hand, rubbing it hard and wild. His hand was working along the full length of Nisha’s choot, and both the lips of her choot were being pressed and moved wildly on all sides.

The top tip of his middle finger was trying to find Nisha’s clitoris. In a few seconds, he successfully opened the top covering of her Choot’s lips, put his finger on Nisha’s clit, and started rubbing it hard, along with the whole choot and its lips.

Nisha was on the 7th sky of pleasure, and she could not hold her ass cheeks anymore. She let them go. Both cheeks covered Sameer’s face as it was buried deep inside her ass crack, eating her asshole. His face now looked buried deep between her ass cheeks.

Sameer continued his play on both fronts, and Nisha was getting mad with pleasure.

She screamed- “Aaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Sameer …. please, please, please be a little easy on me. You will kill me with that speed. Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh
But Sameer was in no mood to stop. He kept playing more and more intensely on both fronts.

Nisha- Oh God, Sameer … when we met for the first time, you made me cumm multiple times, but today I think, I will explode with pleasure … Aaaaahhhhhhhh Aaaahhhhhhh

I was also getting so aroused seeing her condition that I wanted to go there, but I controlled the urge because Nisha wanted me to stay where I was.

Nisha was moaning continuously- Aaaaahhhhhhh Sameer … Aaaaahhhhhhh … Aaaahhhhhh … I am cumming … I am cumming … I am cumming ….

Sameer continued eating her asshole with full force and rubbing her pussy wildly …

Whole room was echoing with Nisha’s moans- “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh” .. “Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh” … I am cumming, Sameer ..I am cumming ..I am cumming ….

And then, her body shivered with a heavy jolt …. She stopped talking and even moaning. Her eyes rolled upwards, and her body was shaking with heavy jolts of pleasure one after another.

I had never seen Nisha cumming so heavily and with such an intense orgasm.

Sameer finally stopped what he was doing and climbed the table. He took Nisha in his tight embrace as she was still shaking with pleasure. And her body was moving like a mermaid.

Nisha needed his hug badly at that time. She hugged him tightly, and Sameer covered her completely in his hug and even put his legs over her legs, pulling her towards himself.

They kept lying there in each other’s arms for around 5 minutes. As her intense orgasm subsided, Nisha looked a little normal now.

Sameer eased his tight hug now, but both were still in each other’s arms. Sameer looked at Nisha, and Nisha shyly lowered her eyes.

It was very usual for her to feel shy after the orgasm was over. In fact, she used to cover herself with a blanket after cumming whenever we had sex at home.

Here, there was no blanket, and she was completely naked except for a tiny bra holding her huge boobs. Sameer was still looking at her face, and into her eyes with a smile, and that was making Nisha feel so shy that her cheeks were blushing heavily.

She said- Please don’t look like this, Sameer.

Sameer- Sameer? not Jaanu?

Nisha just gave a lovely smile without saying anything.

Sameer took her into his arms tightly once again and tried to kiss her lips. But she smiled and turned her face a bit as if she was hesitating to kiss him on her lips.

Sameer said- hey, what happened? Won’t kiss me now?

Nisha- Of course, I will. But first, go and wash your lips, tongue, face and mouth.

Sameer- Why? What’s wrong with my lips?

Nisha- Where were your lips, tongue and mouth just 5 minutes ago?

Sameer smiled- ohhhhhhh I see. All of a sudden, now you are a hygiene-conscious lady.

Nisha smiled and said- I always was. But you were not. Now go fast. I also want to kiss you.

Sameer- ok, ok, sweetheart.

Sameer obliged and went to the washroom.

As Sameer entered the washroom, Nisha silently followed him. She waited a couple of minutes and then entered.

To be continued.

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The sun was setting, casting an orange glow as the car sped down the highway. Naqiyah and I were heading towards our weekend getaway at the Machan Resort to celebrate our 3rd anniversary.

Naqiyah was wearing white denim shorts with a blue deep neck t-shirt showing her deep cleavage, which complemented her short red hair. Naqiyah was looking like a snack, and I could not wait to reach the resort and devour her.

I could not keep my hands to myself and was rubbing the inner side of Naqiyah’s thighs while driving. The anniversary mood had gotten to both of us. Naqiyah was turned on, and with a swift motion, she unzipped my jeans.

Her fingers deftly freed my throbbing erection. “Mmm, you’re so hard already, baby,” she purred, while kissing my neck. She then started stroking my dick. After a couple of minutes, she bent over herself to lick the pre-cum off my dick, wrapping her lips around the tip.

I groaned, tangling my free hand in her hair as I kept my eyes on the road, the other hand on the wheel. Naqiyah bobbed her head, taking me deeper, her tongue swirling around my shaft. It was a sloppy, messy blowjob, the kind she knew drove me wild.

She fondled my heavy balls, kneading them in her palm and licking them. Naqiyah had become a pro in giving these sloppy BJs to me after all these years and was effortlessly switching between sucking my dick and my balls. I grunted, my hips rocking slightly.

I held her hair and fucked her mouth. “Fuck yeah, just like that,” I growled. With a final thrust, I exploded down her throat, my cum spurting thick and hot. “Mmmph!” Naqiyah swallowed it all, gulping it down greedily. She licked and sucked my softening cock clean before pulling back with a satisfied grin.

“Delicious,” she said, licking her lips. “A perfect appetiser for our naughty weekend,” she added while retiring back to her seat. With high sexual tension, after 2 hours of driving. We arrived at the resort and were shown to our room with a private open deck.

As soon as we were alone, clothes began flying. I pulled Naqiyah close to me, kissing her and finding her boobs over her t-shirt. I took off her t-shirt and shorts, and she was now only in her bra. I unhooked her bra and started pinching her aroused nipples.

Naqiyah reverently started to pull off my clothes, kissing every inch of skin I revealed. “God, your body is incredible,” I breathed, cupping her full breasts and kissing her neck and chest in tandem. Naqiyah moaned, pushing her tits into my mouth.

I was sucking on her tits hungrily, and my hands were finding her bare ass. She shoved me back onto the bed and straddled me, her soaked pussy grinding against my hardening cock. “I need you inside me,” she whimpered. I gripped her hips and thrust up.

Burying my rock-hard dick into the slit of her tight and wet pussy. “Oh, fuck yes,” I groaned, thrusting my dick inside her and starting to ram. (Yes, not fucking, but ramming.) her in a hardcore fashion!!

We fucked in a frenzy, changing positions at regular intervals. I paused the ramming of her pussy for a bit and told her to taste herself. Like a cock-hungry slut she is, she obliged and started giving me another blowjob. Saliva mixed with her discharge and cum was flowing out of her mouth, but she kept going.

I switched her onto her stomach and made her go down on her all fours. She popped up her ass, and I started fucking her from behind. I was pulling her hair in a tight grip, and she was moaning with pleasure.

“Fuck me harder. Treat me like the slut I am. Yes, like that. Fuck Sam, your big dick feels so good in my pussy.” The obscene sounds of slapping flesh and our moans filled the air. Naqiyah cum twice, her pussy clenching around my dick like an addiction.

I wasn’t done with Naqiyah yet! I picked her up with my dick still inside her leaking pussy while she grinded in my cock, I took her out on the deck and bent her over the railing. Her upper body dangled out over the rail, her heavy tits swaying in the air outside.

I spread her legs and spanked her ass cheeks. Her ass was red while I positioned myself behind her, ready to ram her. I gripped her hips and entered her pussy from behind, immediately beginning to pound her with deep strokes and thrust. While fucking her from behind, I spat on her asshole and started caressing it.

Naqiyah realised what was coming and her hands went to her ass, parting her ass-cheeks and giving me easier access to her asshole. I entered my thumb into her hole and started fingering her ass. My dick was now soaked with Naqiyah’s juices. I got my dick near her asshole and entered my tip into it.

Naqiyah screamed, “Oh, shit, this hurts! Stop, stop, please.” I didn’t bother myself with her screaming and started pushing my dick inside her. Once my dick was completely inside her, I held the position for a minute and then began to gently fuck her ass.

Her screams of pain turned into moans of pleasure, as she started fingering her pussy. “Take it all, you dirty girl,” I panted. “This is what you were made for – to be my little anal slut.” Naqiyah keened, pushing her hips back to meet my thrusts, her hands braced on the railing.

The night air caressed her face and tits as I fucked her ass. After several minutes, I was near to cumming and with one final thrust deep inside her ass, I exploded my cum and emptied my balls inside her. Naqiyah moaned in bliss, scooping some up to lick it off her fingers.

She then went down on her knees and started cleaning my cock with her mouth and tongue. Naqiyah grinned. “Best weekend start ever,” she purred. I laughed and pulled her close. “We’ve got all weekend, baby,” I said. “And I’m going to fuck you every way imaginable.”

Naqiyah smiled in anticipation, snuggling into my arms.

We were so engrossed in the sex that we never realised that a young girl watched our shenanigans from below. Our eyes met, and she gave me a wink while sucking her fingers seductively. I smiled back at her, and Naqiyah and I then collapsed on the bed.

The following day’s experience will be shared in part 2. Female readers looking for a genuine fuck can reach out to me at [email protected].

I woke up early, my stomach in knots, knowing I had to pick Keerthi up at 6 AM. Her text last night had stirred up old memories—her wild energy, the way she’d ride me like the world was ending, her sharp tongue that could cut or seduce in a heartbeat.

I didn’t know what to expect, but peace wasn’t on the menu. I rode to the station. Keerthi was there, leaning against a pillar, looking like she’d stepped out of my dirtiest dreams. Her hair was shorter, but those eyes still burned with mischief, and that smirk always got me hard.

“Hey, stranger,” she purred, tossing her bag at me like old times. “Miss me?”
“Like a headache,” I shot back, catching the bag. “You’re staying a week, not a lifetime, right?”

We reached my room, and I set her luggage aside. She went to freshen up while I brushed my teeth. She came out wearing a t-shirt and night pants. I didn’t wait long and went in for a kiss. She tried to push me away, but when I broke the kiss, she said, “Stop, you’re not my boyfriend anymore.”

“You knew something like this would happen if you met me. Why did you come?” I replied.

“I had no one else to contact here,” she answered.

“If you’ve decided to come to my place, I know you’re okay with whatever happens,” I said and started kissing her again. She didn’t protest this time.

“I’m sleepy. Can I go to bed?” she asked.

“Let’s sleep together,” I replied and took her to bed.

Keerthi: “You won’t let me sleep. Let me sleep alone.”

M: “No, I’ll sleep with you. It’s just 7 now. I have a whole week to fuck you.”

Keerthi: “You’re not going to fuck me.”

M: “No, I’m definitely going to fuck you. Now let’s just undress.” I started to pull her t-shirt.

Keerthi: “Wait, why? Stop.”

M: “Don’t you remember how we used to sleep? You should sleep naked in this house; it’s the house rules.”

Saying this, I removed her t-shirt. I pulled off her pants, and she begged to keep her underwear, but I didn’t agree. She was tired from the journey, got annoyed, removed her panties and bra, threw them at me, and covered herself with a blanket.

I stripped off my clothes and slipped under the blanket with a hard dick.
I turned to her side, placing my left leg and hand on her, my dick resting on her thigh. “Do not disturb me. Let me sleep,” she said, annoyed. “I won’t. Let’s cuddle and sleep,” I replied.

She said, “Okay,” and I moved closer. She took my dick in her left hand, rubbed the pre-cum with her thumb, and smeared the wetness onto me. We looked into each other’s eyes. She kissed me and told me to sleep. She didn’t let go of my dick. I brought my hand to her chest; her nipples were hard.

We slept closely for more than two hours. I woke up; she’s sleeping like a doll. I kept giving small kisses to wake her up. She asked to give a few more minutes, kissing my lips back with closed eyes. She hadn’t woken up, though she responded to my kisses on her lips.

I got an idea and moved on top of her, careful not to place my weight on her, settling into a 69 position. I started kissing her pussy, her pubic hair trimmed just the way I always loved. Licking her slowly, I worked my fingers inside her, feeling her warmth.

My dick hovered above her face, brushing against her cheek. Finally, she woke up and slapped my butt for waking her. I wiggled my dick closer, urging her to suck it, but she didn’t take it. Lowering my hips, I let my dick and balls rest against her face. She spanked my butt again.

But I kept licking her pussy, pulling her pussy lips gently with my lips. She was wet in no time, her hips twitching. My precum leaked, smearing on her skin, and she finally took my dick into her mouth, avoiding more mess. She gave a light bite to my shaft and tapped my balls.

I tugged her pussy lips with my teeth, grinning. “I can play that game too,” I said. She wasn’t happy, pulling my dick out with a scowl. Now I knew she was angry, so I reversed my position and lay on top of her, my dick and her boobs pressed tightly between us.

She pushed against me with both hands, saying, “You’re too heavy to carry.” Looking into her face, I leaned closer, kissing her softly, and asked, “Are you angry, or is this just drama?” She turned her head to the side, dodging my kisses with a playful twist.

My persistence paid off, and soon we were kissing deeply, tongues tangling. My hard dick rested on her thigh, and I rubbed against her as we kissed. She used her left hand to guide my dick to her opening. I adjusted myself between her legs, and when my dick reached her entrance, she pulled the skin back.

With a synchronised push, I slid inside her. It had been a long time, but being inside her felt like home. I whispered, “It’s good to be inside you again, like coming home.” She pushed my butt closer, urging my dick to slide fully into her.
We started kissing passionately, and I’m slowly moving my hips to slide my dick back and forth inside her. Keerthi’s grip on my butt tightened, her pussy clenching around my dick, hot and slick. I thrust slowly, savouring every inch, her moans vibrating against my chest as her boobs pressed into me.

“Fuck, you feel too good,” I groaned, kissing her neck. She urged, “Go faster,” in a lustful tone, so I increased my pace, fucking her harder. She moaned louder, and I could feel her wetness flooding around me. She begged me to go faster, but I knew I’d cum soon if I did.

So I grabbed her, rolled onto my back, and brought her on top of me. She grumbled about needing to put in the effort now, but with her pussy on fire, she started riding me fiercely. I reached for her boobs, squeezing them as she moved.

Keerthi’s boobs bounced in my hands, her nipples hard against my palms as she rode me, her pussy gripping my dick with every fierce thrust. Her moans grew sharper, her hips grinding faster, sweat glistening on her skin. She leaned in and started kissing me, and my hands moved down to feel her butt.

She rocked her hips faster, but my dick slipped out when she raised her hips. I grabbed it with my right hand, my fingers slick with her juices, and inserted it back. She resumed riding, and I rubbed my wet fingers on her face, grinning, “Your nectar.” She slapped me for it, smirking.

She pulled my dick out and slid her pussy along my shaft, her juices coating me. She reached her orgasm, her body shivering with pleasure. She lay on me, and I hugged her tightly. After a moment, I rolled on top, saying, “I’m not finished.” I slid my dick back inside and started fucking her.

She moaned loudly, and I finished inside her. We cleaned ourselves, decided to skip breakfast, and went back to sleep, cuddling close. We ordered food online, and Keerthi dressed in my t-shirt and her panties. Her legs were bare as she sat cross-legged on the bed.

She started telling me about her life, what’s been going on, and I asked about her relationships. She shrugged, saying she’s been in situationships, but her parents are pushing for marriage. “Would you marry me?” she asked, her eyes teasing yet sharp.

I replied, “No, you had sex with someone else after me. I can’t marry you without making peace with that. But honestly, I’d marry you even if you did, because we weren’t together, and sex is a need. With you, I loved it; with others, it was just physical.”

I asked, “How many have you been with?” She smirked, “Two.” When I pressed about her sex life, she said, “I’ll tell if you tell me yours.” I agreed and asked her to share hers in detail first. She nodded, her smirk widening, ready to spill.

One weekend, Pavan’s roommate went to his hometown. We were drinking wine and watching a TV series. We went to his room to sleep; he was next to me, and we kept talking, lying straight. While talking, he patted my tummy and left his hand on my stomach.

He changed the topic to boobs and said, “You should grow them.” I said, “No need, and I’m happy with them.” He took my hand, placed it on his chest, then put his hand on my chest and squeezed my left boob, saying, “There’s not much difference between our chests.”

I quickly realised and removed his hand. He argued the same again; this time, he kept one of my hands on his chest and the other on mine and asked me to press. I said, “No,” but he grabbed both my hands and made me press his chest and mine. I said, “Stop, I have a good size. Leave it.”

He said I was wrong, removed his shirt, placed my hand on his hairy chest, raised my top, and kept my other hand on my left boob over my bra. He told me to give a squeeze; as I did, he squeezed my other boob. I removed his hand, but he grabbed it again and said, “Wait, let me touch both, and I’ll never talk about it.”

I didn’t say anything, trying to remove his hand, but he grabbed both boobs. He said he couldn’t feel their actual size through the bra and immediately pulled my bra down. My tits were out. He came on top of me to see them; I quickly covered them, even though the room was dark.

He kept pressing my boobs and said, “You have nice boobs. Please let me see them.” I said, “No,” and covered them with my hands, but he removed my hands, begging me to let go. He moved my hands away and kept looking at my boobs. I was shy and didn’t want this to happen.

Meanwhile, he put his mouth on my left tit and started sucking it. Before I realised what was happening, a shiver went down my spine, and my body responded to his touch. While my brain said it was wrong, it couldn’t overcome the pleasure. I tried lifting his head; he kept sucking hard.

I requested, “Go slow, it’s paining.” He started being gentle; my nipples were hard, and I was wet down there. He kept sucking my boobs for quite some time and removed my top and bra while he was at it. He reached for my lips; I wasn’t ready for his kiss, so I turned my head aside.

He kept kissing my face and neck; I was getting completely aroused, tried to stop him, but couldn’t. My voice was too low from the pleasure I was experiencing. He unbuttoned my jeans and slid his hand below my underwear. His hand rubbing my clitoris sent jolts through my body.

I couldn’t resist and moaned; he kissed me, and this time I responded, and we kept kissing while his fingers moved on my cunt. He removed my jeans and underwear; I covered my pussy and myself. I was totally naked. He spread my legs, kept kissing my thighs, coming down to my pussy.

I tried to stop him, but he removed my hand and lapped my pussy with his tongue. I couldn’t control myself anymore and pressed his head to my pussy. He undressed himself while eating my pussy. He shifted up and kept sucking my boobs; now his dick was poking me.

That’s when I knew he had undressed himself. He took my hand toward his dick and made me touch it; I didn’t at first, but after a few tries, I grabbed his dick. He made me stroke it; it was half an inch bigger than yours. He started rubbing his dick head on my pussy, spreading my pussy lips.

I said, “I’m ovulating, please don’t keep it inside.” He immediately brought a condom from his friend’s room; I was resting in the meantime, trying to gain control over my body. But he came back, kept his dick on my pussy, and started rubbing. My pussy gave way to his cock to enter, and his cock head was inside.

He adjusted himself in missionary position and started inserting his dick; it slid inside with minimum resistance due to complete wetness. We started kissing, and he started ramming my pussy; I felt a little uncomfortable at times to accommodate his big dick.

He finished quickly in five minutes, removed his condom, and slept beside me. We fucked one more time that night. In the morning, I woke, dressed, and left his room. I ignored him for a month, but my body needed to release the steam once in a while.

We came to terms that we’d be in a relationship until one of us decides to leave or gets another partner. It’s been more than six months now since we last had sex. We used to fool around when his roommate wasn’t there.

Slowly, that changed, and they were okay with having girls around even when others were present. I try to keep my moans low while having sex when Madhu is present. Pooja is different; she moans loudly even though we’re present. Pavan says her moans make him hard; if I’m not there, he’d masturbate to her moans. He even confessed to her; she’s happy that he’s getting pleasure from her moans. This went even further: they’d join an audio call while having sex so Pavan could hear their action and jerk off. He started doing the same with me; I was uncomfortable at first, but I was aroused listening to their moans, so it became normal. I asked Pooja why her moans are loud; she said, “Madhu fucks fast and lasts longer. What about Pavan?” I replied, “I ask him to fuck slowly; he has a big dick, and I’m not always comfortable accommodating his dick. He finishes between 5 and 10 minutes.” “How big is his?” Pooja asked. “6.5,” I replied. She commented, “Madhu’s is smaller, less than 6; you won’t have trouble accommodating his.” I said, “My ex had 6 inches; it was a perfect fit.”
This continued for some time, and one day Pavan proposed swapping partners; I immediately said no. Later, Pooja asked me to consider it; I refused and told them to go ahead without me, saying I wouldn’t mind. Pooja tried convincing me for a few days, offering new explanations each time. When we were having sex in our room, the audio call became a regular thing. Pooja described what Madhu was doing, how he was fucking her, and how she wanted to hear my moans when Madhu fucked me. Both Madhu and Pavan exchanged words about how they were fucking us and how we responded. Madhu praised Pooja’s boobs, saying they’re bigger than mine; Pavan replied, “Can’t wait to suck them.” Pavan bragged about my sexy, long thighs, noting I’m taller than Pooja. They shared fantasies about fucking each other’s partner. I thought it would not harm at the beginning, but hearing their fantasies—how Madhu imagined me while nailing Pooja and her moans—made me think about having sex with Madhu. I started getting aroused thinking about it. I’m trying to do the right thing, but the lust is creeping into me.
They’re getting bolder in front of me now; kissing and pressing boobs over clothes became natural, even though there’s a third person. The boys started roaming freely in their boxers, forming tents with their boners. Madhu’s boner tent is bigger than Pavan’s, making me wonder why, since I know Madhu’s cock is shorter than Pavan’s. Madhu’s cock stands straight when erect without a bend, while Pavan’s bends downward. One day, while I was on the couch, Pooja, kissing Madhu, slid her hand inside his boxer, making it slide down a little, and started stroking it. The waistband slipped further, making his cock visible; that was the first time I saw his cock, and I thought, not bad. The boys requested we wear bras or slips without bras so they could see our nipples poking through the fabric. We agreed on the condition that they wouldn’t expose our tits while pressing or during any other activity. We got comfortable showing skin around them. One day, Pavan took one of my bras and gave it to Madhu; he masturbated with it and ejaculated on the bra cups. I was angry that he did it. He later gifted new pairs. Pavan requested my used underwear to give to Madhu and for me to wear a bra with Madhu’s cum on it; I said no, as usual. They offered to wash the undergarments and buy new pairs when needed. We girls were okay with that. That night, Pavan made me masturbate his cock and cum on Pooja’s bra cups; he ejaculated once in each cup. I knew I would receive a similar gift from Madhu the next morning. As expected, I got my bra with Madhu’s cum; it had dried, and I took a smell test. It didn’t smell much, so I wore it, but the dry cum scratched my boobs, making me a little uncomfortable. Due to sweat, the cum began to stick to my boobs. After reaching the room, I changed and gave my undergarments to Madhu. When Pavan arrived, we showered together; he mentioned it was hot cleaning someone else’s cum from my body.
Pooja got her period that day, so we all decided to sleep in one room. I slept between Pooja and Pavan; Madhu slept next to Pooja. She wore shorts and a bra, while I was in a slip and shorts. She asked me to unhook her bra because she was experiencing a little pain due to her period. Pavan and I settled under our blanket, as did Pooja and Madhu. Pavan kept his dick out of his boxers, and I kept stroking it; Pooja was doing the same, explaining her pain to Madhu while he inspected her boobs. Pooja said, “If you guys want to fuck, go on, we don’t mind.” Pavan needed no further instruction; he came on top of me. I asked him to do it under the blanket only and turn off all the lights. The lights were off, and the room was dark. Pavan removed my shorts and his, came up to me, and started kissing. I covered both of us under the blanket up to our necks. I took his dick in my hand and kept rubbing his big dick head on my pussy, making myself wet to take him. Pooja and Madhu were on their left side, watching us. My pussy got wet and was ready to take his dick. I placed his dick at my entrance, and he pushed it inside. I asked him to go slow; I didn’t want to be embarrassed by how I moaned. He started fucking slowly, and I kept kissing him to keep any sound from escaping my mouth. Pavan started pressing my boobs; my camisole was between us, so I raised it to give him access. To my surprise, he removed it completely. I was shocked; now we were both completely naked under the blanket. Pooja started encouraging Pavan while kissing Madhu, saying, “Baby, I want to fuck Pavan’s big dick after my period ends. I can’t wait to feel his weight on my body.” Madhu replied, “Sure, you can take him. I’m also desperate to fuck Keerthi. Show your boobs to Pavan; he’ll cum quickly.” Pooja adjusted her blanket, revealing her boobs. Pavan kept looking at her boobs and increased his pace; I knew he was about to cum. Madhu started pressing and sucking Pooja’s boobs. It was dark, but we could see what they were doing, and Pooja’s boobs were faintly visible. Pavan finished inside me and shifted to my right. Madhu put his dick in Pooja’s mouth, and she started giving him a blowjob. Now Pavan went for my boobs; I covered them with my arms, but he took one and started sucking it. Madhu finished in Pooja’s mouth, and later we slept naked under the blanket.

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Hello readers, main aa gya hu vapas apne story ke next part ke saath. Hope aap log ko yeh story ab tak acchi lagi hogi… New readers, please previous parts pehle padhe taaki aapko jayada maja aaye….

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Jaise ki maine apne previous part me bataya tha ki Didi ke office jane ke baad main aur maa jam kar chudai karte the ghar pe jiske vjh se humara dining table nhi tut gya tha. Maa ko din bhar chod chod ke main bhut thak jata tha jis vjh se Didi ke aane ke baad main unse baat vgera nhi karta jyada aur so hi jata. Didi ki chut me bhi mere lund ke liye jabardast aag lag chuki thi parr main din bhar maa ko chodke itna thak jata tha ki main Didi ke saath kuch karne ka soch bhi nahi pata.

Didi ab mayus aur chidchidi rehne lagi thi, aur do teen din tak unhone mujhse jyada baat bhi nahi ki aur main bewakoof nayi chut ke chakkar yeh bhul gya ki Didi aur maine dono ne saath me virginity todi hai…

3-4 din tak yehi silsila chala din bhar. Main aur maa tabadtod chudai karte aur raat ko main thak kar jldi so jata bina Didi ko chode. Aur Didi ko yeh lag rha tha ki main unse naraj hu. Unhe pata nhi tha ki unke pith piche main kisse chod rha tha.

Ek din shaam ko mere Di ne mujhe call kiya aur kaha, “Mera khana mat banwana… main apne friend ke ghar party me jaa rhi hu… aaj raat shayad ghar nahi aaungi…”

Maine bhi dhyaan nahi diya uske baat ka kyunki main uss samay maa ko bathroom me jhukake piche se chod rha tha aur ek haath se unke muhh ko pakad rkha tha taki Didi ko unki aawaj na jaye…

Chudai karne ke baad main apne room me jake aaram se let gya aur Instagram dekhte dekhte so gya. Raat ko karib 11 baje ke baad Didi ka call aaya-

Me – Hello, kya hua?

Didi – Jaldi se Sonali ke ghar aa ja… mujhe yaha bore ho rha hai… aur yeh log mujhe jaane nahi de rhe hai… tu aake le chal mujhe yaha se jldi… main address bhej rhi ho.

Aisa bol kar didi ne call cut kar diya. Ab main bina mann ke uthkar ready ho kar bike pe Didi ko pick karne nikal gya. Mann me main soch rha tha, “Jldi Di ko ghar le jake mast so jaunga…”

Main Didi ke btaye address pe pahuch gya. Ghar ke bahar se dekha toh lights band the aur koi shor gul bhi nhi tha. Maine socha, “Yeh kaisa party? Log kaha hai?”

Jab door pe pahucha toh dekha darwaja khula hua tha. Darwaje ko dhakka dekar jab ghar me ghussa toh hall me pura andhera tha aur room me pure scented candles jale huye the. Main yeh sab dekhke stress me aa gya.

Andar gaya toh achanak se ek colourful light jali aur mere saamne sofe pe Di ek red silk nighty me baithi huyi thi….

Unko aise dekhke main shock ho gya. Main kuch react karta toh usse pehle Di uthke mere taraf aane lagi..

Aap logo ko main batata hu mere ankho ne uss din kya najara anubhav kiya. Jaise maine pehle btaya hai Di ki height 5’4″ hai aur unka chubby figure hai. Mere saamne Di deep neck sleeveless nighty jisme unke boobs ek dam tight tane huye the aur aisa lag rha tha jaise haath lagte hi unke bade bade gore chuche nighty se nikal jayenge. Aur nighty ki length short thi jo sirf unke chut aur gand tak thi. Di ke bade gand thik se dhake bhi nhi the aur unke gol gol mulayam gand nighty se jhak rhe the. Di ke pura gora badan mere saamne adh nanga khada tha.

Di mere paas aayi aur collar se mujhe pakad apne paas khicha…

Di – Aur jaanu, kaisa laga mera surprise? Bahut din se tu mujhse bach rha tha… aaj batati hu tujhe ki bada kon hai. Aaj raat ke liye tu mera slave hai aur apni Princess ki aag bhujani hai tujhe. Behenchod!

Di ke muhhh se pehli baar maine gali suni thi parr unko aise dekhkar mera lund tight ho gya tha. Aur mujhe aisa lag rha tha jaise mere heartbeats tej ho gye the. Mere body me blood rush ho gya tha jo mere lund ki taraf hi badh rha tha.

Main kuch bolta, usse pehle Di ne mujhe khichke sofe pe dhaka de diya aur apne tango ko uthake mujh par baith gyi. Mujhe dekhkar voh smjh gyi thi ke mera game over ho gya hai aur unki chal sahi thi. Aaj raat voh mujhse pichle saare dino ka badla lene vali thi.

Di ne apne chuttado ko mere tight lund pe jeans ke upar se hi set kiya; mujhe bhut dard hua kyunki mera lund bhut hard tha aur jeans me qaid tha. Apne haatho se mere balo ko pakda aur mere forehead pe kiss kiya. Di ne lips pe ek glossy lipstick lagaya aur uske alawa mere behen koi make up use nhi karti. Bina make up ke hi Didi kamukhta ki rani lagti hai.

Mere forehead pe kiss karte karte unhone mujhe lips pe kiss kiya aur apne tongue ko mere muh me daal diya. Main bhi ab pagal ho chuka tha. Maine bhi di ko kass ke pakda aur unke kamar se hote huye unko gand ko kass ke masalne laga. Didi ki silk nighty already sarak chuki thi; unki makhmali skin se fisal ke ek side shoulder se gir chuka tha.

Hum dono ek dusre ko kiss kar rhe the aur di dheere dheere apne ko mere lund pe ragad rhi thi. Mujhe dard ho rha tha jo baat unhe pata thi..

3-4 min ke lip kiss ke baad di ne kiss toda aur mere necks ko suck karne lagi. Sach bta rha hu dosto… main saatve aasman pe tha. Uss samay mujhe aisa lag rha tha, mano, main kisi sapne me hu.

Neck ko suck and kiss karte karte di mere shirt ke button kholne lgi aur dhire dhire mere chest ko kiss karne lage. Pehle unhone mere left side ke chest ko kiss kiya aur fir mere nipples ke paas apne jeebh se circle karne lagi. Main aise machal utha jaisa bin pani machli.

Humesha mere chudai se voh aawaje nikalti hai parr aaj Di ke iss roop ne mere muhh se siskariya nikal rhi thi. Dhire se mere nipple ko di ne apne hotho ke bich me daba diya aur usse khelne lagi. Main bhi di ke baalo ko pakad kar unhe apne taraf daba rha tha. Uss din mujhe pata chala hum mardo ko bhi aurato ki tarah hi maja aata hai.

Mere left nipple se khelne ke baad di mere right chest pe kiss karne lagi aur dhire dhire mere shirt ko pura hatane lagi.

Mere aankhe maje me band thi. Mere upar Di apne kaam kar rhi thi; main bahut enjoy kar rha tha aur aahein bhar raha tha ki tabhi ek jordaaar tamacha mere right gaal pe pada.

Thappad ki gunj aisi thi jaisi Dr Dang ne sunni thi. Pure room me uss thappad ke baad sannata tha aur main bhi shock ho gya tha ki achanak se yeh kya ho gya. Itna zordaar tamacha mujhe kabhi nahi laga tha. Mere aankho me halke aansu aa gye the thappad ke shock se…

Aakhir mujhe thappad pada kyun, aur kisne mara… yeh sab main aapko next part me btaunga.

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Hi everyone. It’s Aniket again. First of all, I apologise for the delay. Actually, I was stuck somewhere. It was supposed to be two parts. But someone suggested that I shouldn’t miss anything, so I’m going to write the full story.

For a few readers who have questions about the real story: “Yes. It’s a real story. I just added a few extra dialogues to make it a bit spicy.” Let’s start.

As everyone knows, Rohi was completely introduced to the cuckold lifestyle. We role-played about my friends. Her colleagues, I mean, whoever we found hot. We talked about him and Rohi. I started thinking about someone fucking her in real life due to my fantasy.

But Rohi was still not there. She was not thinking about doing it in real life. I also wanted to take my time with her so I wouldn’t mess things up. One day. I was home early. I still had a couple of hours until Rohi came. So, I decided to go on cuckold chat sites and talk to bulls about Rohi.

I always love hearing dirty comments from guys about my beautiful wife. I took Rohi’s laptop and started searching for her beautiful pics. While searching. I found some really hot ones. Pictures from when she was new here in the U.S.A.  I was stuck in something.

She came here alone before I arrived, almost six months later. Our families decided that until I went there, se would be staying with some family friends. In this family. There was an old lady (known to Rohi’s parents). Her 38-year-old son Ravi, his wife, Palvi and their two kids.

Today, while searching for Rohi’s pics, I found pictures from a family function with Rohi. She grew quite comfortable with them over time. Here we have the main character of the story: Ravi. He is a 6’1″ guy, good-looking and well-built. He runs a trucking transport business and used to be a hockey player.

Rohi was really comfortable with them. Even these days, they all talk to Rohi, especially Ravi. He calls Rohi once a week and always uses “dear” and “sweet girl” when speaking to her. Due to the few years of age gap, Rohi had no problem with it.

It was also totally normal to me until it came to my cuckold fantasy. I never got the chance to meet them. Rohi found a house just before I came here. But I talked to them on the phone. Unfortunately, Rav recently got separated from his wife.

But both husband and wife have a good connection due to the kids.  His wife got a second home from the divorce. So, she and the kids live there. At the same time, Ravi lives with his mom. Sometimes. His mom goes to India. Leaving Ravi alone at home.

Back to the topic. In those pics and videos, I saw Ravi holding Rohi’s wrist. She was trying to escape, but her efforts were useless as he was so strong. A strong man holding my helpless wife’s wrist like this was so hot for me. I instantly got an erection.

Even though it was just part of the play at this family function, it felt different for me. I scrolled further, and in the next few pics. Rohi was standing behind him, making some funny faces and holding his shoulders. He was laughing. They looked like a couple.

I found a few more pics and saved them on my phone. Then I started chatting on the site. I showed her solo faceless pics to random bulls. They praised her body. And while I enjoyed that, I wasn’t as excited because hers and Ravi’s pics were stuck in my mind.

I jerked off watching them and came on the screen after some time. Rohi came home by that time. I had showered and was sitting on the sofa. Looking at those pics again on my phone. When Rohi walked in, she said. “Hey, honey. How was your day?”

Me: “It was good. How about you?”

She: “It was an easy day for me. Not much work.”

Me: “Oh. That’s good. Glad you are not tired because I have something to talk about tonight.”

She: “What is it? And what are you looking at on the phone? Looks like someone is talking about his hot wife to another man.”

Me: “Hahaha. And they all want to bang my beautiful wife in front of me.”

She: “Even your beautiful wife wants to jump on someone else’s dick in front of you.”

She gave me a long kiss. I could see she was turned on.

Me: “Why didn’t you tell me you already have a perfect bull in your life?”

She had a blank face: “What are you talking about. Aniket? I’ve only been with you in life.”

Me: “Hahaha. Don’t worry. I didn’t say you fuck him. I said you have one.”

She: “Stop it. Tell me what you are talking about.”

Then, instead of talking. I showed her my phone screen and said, “Him.” She was shocked and looked at me.

She: “Ravi?”

Me: “Yes, he looks so good with you.”

She: “Oh. Stop it. He is really a good friend of mine. He cares about me like family. I never thought about him that way.”

She had an angry look. Well. I didn’t expect that. It was completely the opposite of what I was thinking.

Me: “Oh. I didn’t know about this. I found it hot. That’s why.”

She: “Don’t even think about it.”

Me: “Okay. Calm down. I’m sorry. I won’t.”

Then I calmed her a bit. And she got up and went to the shower. I didn’t push her because she seemed a bit serious. And I didn’t want to make a complete mess there. Then, after she came out. I apologised again with a smile. She smiled back and threw her towel at me.

I was relieved a bit. Then we watched a movie. After dinner, we went to bed. After some talk, I asked her why she got so upset when I asked her about Ravi.

She: “It’s not like that. Dear. When someone cares about you a lot. Then you can’t really think those things about him. Just as I do.”

Me: “Okay, but you could have said that easily. You were so angry, and it was a big turn-off for me. I was so excited to talk about this.”

I made a face. Obviously, I was acting, and we both knew this.

She: “Oh, I’m sorry, dear. I shouldn’t have done that to you, but we have lots of people to talk about, and I really need that now.”

And she bit her lower lip. She was warmed up. So, I kissed her. It lasted for almost 30-40 seconds. Then I broke the kiss. Picked up the remote. And played cuckold porn.

We talked about Rohi’s colleague while having sex. She really enjoyed it. But I was only thinking of Ravi. I couldn’t say it because of what had happened before.

The next day, this happened again. But today, there was something missing. I definitely only wanted to talk about Ravi. But she was also not that excited. This continued for a few more days. Then one night. I said to her, “What happened. Rohi? You don’t seem interested in this.”

She: “Hmm. I don’t know. But you are also not getting there.”

Me: “Okay. I guess I have to ask. Actually, I’m sorry to ask this. Maybe you’ll get upset again. But I’m only imagining Ravi on top of you. I want to talk about him, and you are not allowing me. I can’t help it. I’m trying my best, but he is stuck in my mind.”

This time, Rohi just looked down, not at me. And her silence surprised me. Why didn’t she say anything?

Then she said. “I also want to say that I never thought about Ravi this way. But when you asked about him, you showed me our pics. I definitely was not expecting that. And I got upset with you. But when I was having a shower. I actually had thoughts of him. It was a mixed feeling for me. I had no idea what to do. I enjoyed our sex that night. But from the next day. My feelings got a bit stronger about Ravi. But I had no idea how to say it.”

I was a little shocked but felt excited instantly. I hugged Rohi from the side while we were sitting beside each other. She put her head on my shoulder. And I kissed her forehead.

Me: “So now can we talk about Ravi?”

She: “I don’t know what to say.”

Then I held her face and kissed her softly. And she responded so well.

Me: “Looks like someone also wants that.”

She: “Tum nahi sudhroge na. Stop it.” with a smirk.

Well, that was the thing I needed. I got up and went in front of her. Held her waist and pulled her towards me.

She: “Ahhh. Easy, Dear.”

Me: “Maybe Ravi will be much rougher with you, Dear.”

She smiled a bit.
Then I went on top of her and pressed her breasts hard in excitement.  She said, “Please, a little bit slow, dear. I know you’re a little bit excited. But please be gentle.” I smiled at her. Then I removed her bra and started licking her breasts. Her nipples were already hard. I started rolling my tongue on them.

With closed eyes, she was enjoying it. Then I said. “Maybe Ravi is going to bite it.” She said nothing. Just bit her lower lip. That was really a positive sign. Then slowly. I put my hand in her pants. And she was already wet down there. I said, “Someone already wants Ravi’s big dick.”

She adjusted herself according to my hand. And I inserted my finger into her wet pussy. She let out a little moan. Then I said. “Tell me you need Ravi’s dick.” She said nothing. I asked again. “Tell me you need Ravi’s dick right now.” She, in a low voice: “Yes.”

Now I was kissing her, pushing my tongue inside her mouth. And she started sucking it. For about 15 minutes, things happened that way. Then I just went up. She was still lying there. Now my dick was near her mouth, and she took it and started sucking. After some time, she pushed me backwards.

I knew she wanted to sit there and started sucking my dick in a doggy position with my hand on her hair. Pushing her head down on my dick, she was sucking it. And I asked her to imagine sucking Ravi’s dick right now. Whoa! To my surprise, she started rolling her tongue around my dick.

It was completely new for me. She was doing it like a slut in porn movies. Then I said, “I want to take this dick out of your mouth.” But she wasn’t ready to leave it. Because as I was talking about Ravi, she was getting horny inside. So, she sucked my dick for almost 8 minutes.

Then I pulled her mouth away, and she kissed me. Now I asked her to stay in the doggy position, and I went behind her. I started to rub my dick on her pussy, but I didn’t put it inside. I just wanted to test her limits. After a few minutes, she started begging me to put it inside.

I said, “Tell me whose dick this is. Say it’s Ravi’s.”

She: “Yes. It’s Ravi’s dick.” I was still rubbing it then. “Please. Ravi. put your dick inside my pussy in front of my cuckold husband.” I was really surprised. Then I put the tip of my dick inside her, and she started moaning. I told her to keep talking about Ravi.

Then she said again. “Please. Ravi, put it fully inside. I need it right now.” I asked her to keep talking. But she couldn’t because she still had some layers left to uncover. I didn’t push her because I just wanted to see how far she could go by herself. So, I just kept banging her from behind.

Then she moved a little forward and told me to lie down. And she jumped on top of me. Now she took my dick and put it inside. Starting to jump on me. When I told her she looked beautiful jumping on Ravi’s dick, she increased her speed. Then laid down and started kissing me.

Our tongues were playing with each other. I literally wasn’t doing anything. She was moving by herself. I didn’t expect that talking about Ravi would take her that far. Because she wasn’t even ready to talk about him just a few days ago, but now she was really enjoying it.

We fucked two times that night and really enjoyed it. Then we slept like that. Naked. In the morning. We woke up together. I kissed her and tried to talk. But she hid her face in the blanket. Actually, she was feeling shy because we talked about Ravi.

The guy we know. And she really treats him like family. Then I comforted her by saying. “Don’t worry. I wanted that. And I asked you to talk about Ravi. So you don’t need to feel bad.” She felt a little more comfortable. We had a shower. And she made me a coffee.

I said to her. “I really liked last night.” She was still feeling shy. She just smiled.

Me: “That smile means ‘yes.’”

She: “Stop it. Please. We’re not going to talk about Ravi again.”

Me: “Okay. I won’t. But if you want to. Then?”

She smiled again, “We will see.” Believe me, for the next few days. We fucked like that. Talking about Ravi. And now she was opened up a lot.

When she bent over in front of me, she would say. “Please. Ravi. My cuckold husband really wants to watch me getting fucked by you. I will be yours for my whole life. This pussy only belongs to you. not to my cuckold husband.” Things went really wild sometimes.

So the other day, after a fuck. I said to her. “Why don’t we invite Ravi for dinner? I never met him, and we can also play with it. I want to see how he looks at you.”

She looked at me and said. “Really? You want to do that?”

Me: “Yes. Why not? We invite lots of people over just for fun. Why not Ravi?”

After thinking for a moment, she said. “Okay, we will invite him.”

Me: “Maybe this weekend.”

I also asked her to call Ravi on the phone right now. She was shocked and said. “Why call now?”

Me: “Maybe he hasn’t slept. It’s just 8:30 PM, so call him. I will fuck you while we listen to his voice.” She was completely stunned. Then I asked her again for that. But she said. “I don’t know what’s in your mind. You’re crazy.” Then I picked up her phone number myself.

I dialled Ravi’s number and handed it over to her. Her face looked like she had no idea what to say. After a few rings, it disconnected because he didn’t pick up. Rohi had a smile on her face. It looked like she was a bit relieved that he didn’t pick up the call, as she had no idea what to tell him.

To my surprise, in the next minute, her phone rang again, and it was Ravi. She got really nervous. I smiled and said nothing. I picked up the phone myself and handed it over to Rohi. She looked at me with angry eyes. But now that the phone was already picked up, she had to talk to him.

She: “Hello?”

Ravi: “Hey Rohi. How are you? All right?”

She: “Yes. I’m all right.”

He: “It’s already 8:30. I didn’t expect your call this late.”

Rohi: “Oh no, no. I just called because we haven’t talked for the last few days. So I decided to call you. If it’s late, don’t worry. I will call you tomorrow.”

He: “No. No worries. Rohi. It’s all good. It’s not time to go to sleep until 11 PM. It’s totally fine. So tell me. How are you?”

I was kissing her belly. And she was a little uncomfortable talking. He asked about her work. To which she replied. “Yeah. It’s fine. How about your business?” I didn’t waste any time. I removed my underwear. Put my dick on her pussy and pushed it inside. Making Rohi gasp. “Ahhh.”

Ravi: “What happened? Are you alright?”

She: “Nothing. Actually. I’m sorting some laundry and putting it on the top shelf. You know I have had ankle problems for a long time. So, it’s a little bit painful sometimes.”

Ravi: “Just take care of yourself, Dear.”

They started talking about family again, and I pushed my dick inside her again. Making her moan. “Uffff.” Now Ravi said. “Looks like you are really in pain. Just stop there and ask Aniket to do that for you.” Hearing that. I increased my speed. Now she was really uncomfortable talking.

He said. “You need to stop. Let me talk to Aniket right now.”

She: “No. It’s all good. Ravi. Aniket is here. If you want to talk, I will hand him my phone.” She pretended to call me: “Aniket, Ravi wants to talk to you,” and she handed the phone to me.

Me: “Hello. How are you, Ravi?”

Ravi: “I’m good. But Rohi doesn’t look good. Maybe she needs your help. I just stopped her. Otherwise, she’s going to hurt herself.”

I knew he was showing some care for her. But that was making me hot as I kept fucking Rohi. Now Rohi was actually teasing me. She threw a few punches in my tummy and rubbed her hands on my chest. But I pretended my best that nothing was happening.

It was completely unbelievable and extremely hard for me that I was talking to someone while fucking my wife. And that guy might become a bull for her. After some more chatter, I said, “Hey Ravi. Actually, I have something to say: I want to invite you for dinner at my place this Saturday.”

He: “Actually. I’m going interstate for new trucks. And next Saturday my mom is going to India. So, how about next Sunday?”

Me: “Yeah. That’s perfect. I’m going somewhere. I have a flight at 10 PM on Sunday due to business. No worries. If you’re here by 4 o’clock, there’s going to be plenty of time for us.”

He: “Okay. So done for Sunday then.”

Sunday was fixed, and we chatted a little more before I made Rohi go into the doggy position and fucked her for about 8-9 minutes. Rohi also had an orgasm during these talks. We said goodbye and disconnected the call after that. Rohi and I had sex one more time. And we really liked it.

The next morning, we discussed it, and she said it was really hot for her. For me, absolutely, it was something on another level. We started talking about our plans for the Sunday dinner when Ravi was coming. She asked what she should wear. Actually, I already had a dress in my mind.

It was a traditional black kurta pyjama that was really tight on her body and a bit revealing too. So, I just asked her not to wear it in public. When I asked her about it, she just looked at me and said, “You said before it’s a really revealing dress. I think I shouldn’t wear that.”

Me: “Why not? Just go for it! Ravi is coming. And that’s going to be the perfect time to wear it.”

She smiled at me and said, “These things are completely over your head. I don’t know how Ravi will react to my dress.”

Me: “That’s what I want to see: whether he cares for you as a family member or if he has something in his mind about you.” Well. It took me almost half an hour to convince her to wear that. And she finally agreed.

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Hey guys, I’m back with another experience of mine. I asked a client if she would allow me to write about her experience with me here. She agreed as long as she wrote it from her perspective. So, here it is. Hope you like it.

Sana’s POV:

I had one rule when I travelled for work — never mix business and pleasure. But tonight, in this overpriced hotel suite in Kochi, I was ready to break it.

Maybe it was the humidity. Maybe it was how long I’d been dry, stuck between men who talked big but fucked soft. Or maybe it was him.

Arjun.

The women in that secret Telegram group raved about him — Kerala boy, broad as fuck, knows exactly how to fuck you senseless and leave you craving more. No fake promises, no sleazy lines. Just quiet, confident filth.

I told myself I was only curious when I texted him. But I booked the suite. I shaved. I packed the lingerie. I was already too far gone. And now, I’m standing in front of Room 314, palms sweating, pussy aching under my dress.

I raise my hand to knock. The door opens before I touch it. And shit — I nearly forgot how to breathe.

He’s taller than I expected. Maybe 5’11, broad shoulders stretching the fabric of his plain black shirt, sleeves rolled just enough to show veined forearms. His skin’s that rich brown, darker than mine, sun-soaked, sharp jaw, eyes so damn steady.

It’s like he’s already fucked me in his head twice.

“You coming in, Sana?” His voice is low and smooth. Teasing, but not boyish. All man.

I swallow, walking in, heels clicking against the cool floor. His eyes stay glued to my ass. I feel the heat between my thighs worsen already.

“First time with a man like me?”

I smirk, shaking my head, lying through my teeth. “I know what I want.”

“Good,” he mutters, closing the door, stepping close — fuck, he’s close. The space between us disappears. His hand brushes my waist, thumb dragging slowly along the line of my dress.

“And right now, what you want’s dripping through your panties, isn’t it?”

My throat tightens. His other hand slips lower, bold, pressing between my thighs — fingers finding the heat, the wet patch ruining my lace.

I gasp. He chuckles, dark, low. “Soaked, just like I thought.”

It escalates fast. His hands were strong, rough, but precise. Tug my dress down, mouth crashing against mine, tongue slipping in, tasting, claiming. His body presses me against the wall, hard cock pressing against my belly through his jeans, thick, heavy, making my pussy clench with pure need.

“Strip,” he orders, voice gone rough, eyes dark.

I don’t argue. Dress down, lace panties sliding off, my tits bare, nipples tight. I should feel nervous. I only feel hungry.

He steps back, strips slowly, buttons open, shirt off, broad chest, solid abs, arms built to pin me down. When his jeans drop, my eyes widen. His cock was thick, long, curving upward, veined, and dripping at the tip. My mouth waters.

“On your knees, pretty thing,” he growls, hand fisting the base, stroking slowly. I drop, fingers trembling, lips parting as I take him in — head pushing past my lips, stretching my deep throat. He hisses, one hand gripping my hair.

“Fuck… you’ve got a filthy mouth,” he groans, guiding me down, deeper, my gag muffled as spit trails down my chin.

I suck, sloppy, desperate, fingers pumping what I can’t fit. He’s thick, heavy on my tongue, cock twitching as he fucks my face gently, eyes never leaving mine.

“That’s it… choke on it, messy girl,” he mutters, hips flexing, fucking my mouth till my eyes blur with tears.

He pulls out suddenly, smirking as I gasp for air. “Bed. Now.”

I climb onto the sheets, legs wide, pussy dripping. His eyes roam, devouring me, cock thick in his fist as he strokes slowly, teasing.

He drops between my thighs, mouth on me — hot, sinful, tongue flicking my clit, fingers stretching me open. He eats me like a starving man. Lips sucking, tongue working my clit until my back arches, legs shaking, orgasm ripping through me embarrassingly fast.

“One down,” he chuckles, lining his cock at my entrance.

“You want it raw?” His tip nudges my slit, teasing, spreading me apart.

“Yes… please…” I beg, voice wrecked.

“Say it filthy.”

“Fuck me raw… stretch me till I can’t think…”

That’s all he needs. He thrusts in, thick, hard, my walls stretch painfully perfect, cock filling every inch till I gasp, nails clawing his back.

He moves. His hips pounding deep, steady, controlled. His hands grip my thighs, pushing them wider as he ruins me, cock slamming inside, balls slapping my ass, the room thick with filthy sounds.

“Tight fucking pussy… dripping all over me,” he groans, pace brutal now, eyes locked on mine.

I can’t think — just moan, beg, come undone again as his cock hits deep, stretching me raw, his thrusts precise, relentless.

“Cum on my cock, baby,” he demands, hand pressing my clit, thumb circling rough till I explode, pussy clenching, body shaking, gasping his name like a prayer.

He flips me — ass up, face down, cock slamming back in hard. His hand wraps my hair, pulling gently, voice filthy against my ear.

“Have you ever been ruined like this?”

“N-no…” I choke, fucked too dumb to lie.

“Good… remember who wrecked you raw.”

His cock drills deep, thick, stretching me till my eyes blur, cum leaking down my thighs as he pounds harder, rougher, hips slapping against my ass. He groans, deep, filling me with every last drop, cock pulsing inside, his cum spilling, hot, raw, perfect.

We collapse — bodies slick, breaths uneven. He dresses quietly, cock still heavy, smirk dangerous.

“Worth it?”

I nod, wrecked, thighs trembling. He slips a card onto the nightstand, fingers brushing my jaw gently. My pussy still aches, my mind’s fogged, my body marked. Fuck, I’m already craving him again.

And that was the story, fellas. Do let me know about this via my email: [email protected]. All are welcome to talk to me.