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The first summer after college I interned at a New York financial company in NYC. At the company worked Kiran, a 34 year old South Indian woman who was amazingly beautiful, but married. She was supposedly married at 20 to a man who was 30 back in India and had moved to America 3 years after the marriage. With him she had 13 and 10 year old daughters. I credit them with her figure, 34C-28-32, something she had to have gotten after giving brith. She swayed when she walked and everyone noticed. When I knew I would be meeting with her, I made an effort to look nice and did extra work to impress her. That paid off when she had to choose one intern to go with her on a company outing to Las Vegas. I knew something was up, when we got to the hotel at Las Vegas. The hotel claimed to have a reservation for just one room and Kiran did not put up much of a fight when the lady said there was no extra rooms. €œas long as there are two beds me and Rajiv are fine” she said. We made our way to the room and quickly got ready for the first meeting in the conference room. The meeting was boring and I was happy to get out. While walking out with Kiran, I saw a poster for a party at the hotel’s club that night. €œthey have the best parties here rajiv, we should go tonite” meet at my room at 8. I nodded nervous at going to the party with my boss and wondered if she knew what a club here was like. Kiran was hot, but she had that married, rural aloofness to her about things like this. When I got to the room at 8, was when I was definite that something was up.

The dress Kiran wore was stunning. It diagonally cut across her masterful cleavage and ended 2-3 inches above the knee. I stared at her as she led me to the elevators. As we got to the club, she led me to the bar. Three to four rounds of drinks later we both had a buzz. Sitting down I put my hand instinctively on her creamy thigh running it back and forth under the table. I figured she’d move it if uncomfortable or just shift her leg. She never did and even grabbed my hand a couple times. We ordered more drinks at the table and soon she was putting her hand on my knee as we made conversation.“lets dance” she said. I readily nodded. I stood up and grabbed her hand helping her get out of her seat. We walked to the dance floor with my right hand on her waist, my steps just a pace or two behind her. When we got on the dance floor we drunkenly started dancing just inches from other. After about 10 minutes I grabbed Kiran by her waist and positioned her right in front of me, my dick reaching inches away from the higher depths of her creamy ass. As we danced like this, I began running my hands up and down her thighs as she bounced up and down an inch away from my dick. I decided to make my move and with my left hand pushed her from the waist in the front into me and into my dick throbbing in my pants. Now as Kiran and I danced, my dick bulging from my pants ran along the contours of her ass. Up and down with every dancing motion we made, I felt her and she felt me. I held Kiran tight, letting her know that this was because of her and for her. After about a minute or two of this though, Kiran appeared tired and danced less fervently. I was afraid that she had sobered up a little and come to her senses.“i’m tired I think it’s time for me to go bed”, she said. She squeezed my hand quickly and went off to our room. I didn’t get a chance to say a word and looked on from the dance floor as she walked away, my hopes dashed.

I stayed on at the club for about an hour more, before taking the elevator up, nervous about any awkward confrontation with Kiran. I could only think about banging Kiran. I honestly could only think about her, her ass her pussy her chest and me fucking her in all those places.

I opened my door hoping she would be asleep in case she had something to say to me. As I closed our room door behind me, Kiran turned on the lamp next to her bedpost. There she was lying in the bed in just her panties. Her breasts were out and her pussy was covered by the sexiest black panties.“i need you Rajiv, right now, you made me so horny. I haven’t been fucked in months” she told me. I just looked at her naked body and nodded. I walked to her bed and just stared at her for a few seconds.She spread her legs wide open. She laid there with her eyes closed, her arms out reaching for me. I jumped on her, sucking on her magical tits as she moaned and held my head close to them. I was at this point just grabbing her ass and sucking her tits like any other crazy horny teenager. She pushed my head down and I moved down to her cunt taking my first whiff. I took off her panties and tasted her cunt licking it delicately. As she moaned louder the more aggressive I got. After only about 5 minutes she exploded moaning. As she exploded I got off her and undid my belt and took off my shirt, pants and boxers. I secretly turned the video function on on my cell phone and put it on the night stand. I got back on top of her and quickly flipped her over as she was still moaning from her first orgasm. I positioned my dick over her asshole and thrust when I was right over it.she yelped. €œnot there she screamed”“you belong to me tonight”, I yelled back to her as I began pumping her. I admit it was hard at first and I probably should have started with a smaller thrust, but her hole was small, giving you that kind of hold only a 16 year old can.

Her screaming turned into moans the more I worked her asshole. As I was pumping her, I had grabbed her breasts for leverage making each subsequent thrust harder and harder. I soon cummed filling her asshole. She was panting with her hand on her forehead as I laid down beside her feeling up her thigh. Within a few minutes I was rock hard again and wanted her pussy. She was on her back next to me this time half awake, still taking in the ass fuck I had just given her. I got on my knees between her legs as she laid in front of me and went down and started sucking on both her boobs alternating every few seconds. I slowly moved up sucking on her neck and then moved finally to her mouth. The funny thing was I had fucked Kiran up her ass and sucked her tits but this was the first time I was kissing her. I tasted the rum and cokes and felt her drunken trying to put her tongue in my mouth. I looked down to see my rock hard dick in relation to her pussy so I could thrust in “no not yet, I’m not on birth control, use one of these cond…”“too late” I replied. I thrusted into her as she tried to finish her sentence and heard her scream. She was right about not having been fucked in months because was tight here too, though not like her ass. She grabbed on to my shoulders and began bucking with each of my thrusts. €œfuck me rajiv, fuck me, ohhh, ohhh ohhhh, you are my daddddy, you are my husband, ohhh,” she yelled. You would not believe the shit this bitch was saying as I fucked her wild. After about 10 minutes of pure thrusting I felt the cum coming. I turned the bitch over on the stomach, lifted her ass and thrust into it filling it again. That one motion climaxed her again. €œaww, awww” she moaned and collapsed. I decided to give her a rest, for 2 hours that is and intermittently fucked her during the night cumming in her pussy and mouth. When I woke up in the morning, she was already dressed and ready for our flight back to NYC. She practically didn’t say a word to me until we got on the airplane.

€œlook Rajiv, what we did in las vegas cannot be repeated and no one needs to know. We both needed that, but that was a one-time thing” she said to me as I was about to doze on the plane.

€œi don’t think so” I said to her and pulled out my cell phone. I turned the video on without sound and played it for her. €œwe’ll fuck once a week now, or I’ll play this for your husband and kids. She took my cell phone and quickly deleted the video thinking she’d deleted the evidence.“too bad I emailed it to myself in the hotel’s computer lab”, I laughed. She dropped the cell phone on the plane floor in shock. I put on a blanket and shifted her hand to my dick making her give me a hand job right there and then. I owned this bitch and she knew it. I then gave her the cum-stained blanket to put on and finger fucked her. There’s no reason I cant satiate a deprived woman. Its was only fair. Stay tuned to see how I continue fucking her and how I make her give me her teenage daughter’s virginity 3 years later..

Hi to all ISS readers, I am Rakesh writing my experience. I joined in my engineering and my parents live my home town. So I decided to stay with my college friends. I passed one year with them but I am not happy with the atmosphere of my living place. I not need to explain how a bachelor’s room will be. No cleaning and huge bundles of unwashed clothes smelling allover the apartment. It was real horrible to stay in that atmosphere. I said the same thing to my parents and they asked me to take a separate apartment and live. I too was happy with their advice. So I searched for the apartment and found an apartment “RK constructions”. It was single bedroom flat. I called my parents to see the apartment. They liked it and so I shifted my entire luggage to the apartment and started to attend my classes for the second year. My mom stayed with me for one week and arranged all the things necessary for me. It was where I met a family who live opposite to my apartment. My mother introduced to them before leaving me. My mom asked the aunty to take care of me and left me and went to home town. My neighbors consist of two members, mother and son. Her name is Cheritha and her son’s name is Rahul. Rahul father will look after their farms and property in their village. He uses to come once in a month or two months and stay for one week and go back. As Rahul and I are of same age we became friends. So I started to visit his apartment and he use to visit my apartment. In this process I became close to their family.

By now you can imagine about what I am going to say. I became close to Mrs.Cheritha. She was very sweet person. To say about her she looks like an angel. I think every one in their family is good looking. She is fair in color and hair up to her butts and its color is black. She has a figure of 36dd-30-36. I hope you can imagine her. As days passed I became one of their family members so that I can visit their apartment if wanted when Rahul was not there. She uses to visit my apartment to help me in my cooking. To say about her back ground she was a graduate and due to her husband’s wish she settled as a apartment wife. She uses to say about herself when ever she comes to my apartment. I completed my Engineering 2nd year and could not imagine how my 2nd year passed and I entered into 3rd year. As days passed I was attracted towards her. I use to think of her at nights. I don’t want to take a bold step because if it misfires it will become a problem for me. So I use to satisfy myself by moving close to her and talking with her. One Sunday when I was sleeping I heard some one knowing at my door. I woke up to see who was it? It was cheritha. As soon as I opened the door she said sorry for disturbing. I said its ok and asked for her visit. She asked me can you take me to temple. I asked Rahul; he said that he was not interested in coming. As soon as she said these words I felt happy and asked her to wait for 15 minutes so that I can get ready and come. She came in and sat in the sofa and I went to get ready. I came back in 15 minutes went to the parking to take the bike. I started and she sat at the back by holding me by keeping hand on my shoulder. I was really happy as I was riding her. We reached the temple and went inside.

She performed some puja for Rahul. Then we sat in the temple for some time and started reaching home. On the way home I over looked at the speed breaker, so she came forward and her breasts hit my back and for the first time I felt the pleasure of touching her breasts to my body. I said sorry after that and she said its ok. We reached home and she asked to have the breakfast at their apartment and I agreed. I was in the hall and she was in the kitchen preparing break fast for three of us. While she was preparing I was staring at her as kitchen is clearly visible from the hall. I was staring at her butts and side View of her butts. After 20 minutes she called me to have the breakfast. I said I will eat along with Rahul. She said he will wake up at 11am on holidays. Forget about him I am there to give you the company and we both had breakfast. After that when I was leaving for my apartment she said thanks for the drive. I said you are always welcome and I feel happy in serving a beautiful woman. By hearing my words she just smiled and I went to my apartment. I went and slept on the bed and imagined the journey with her and went to sleep. At 2pm I woke up and went to get the lunch from outside. While I bought the parcel she saw me and said you would have eaten with us. I said its ok and she said from next week on your holidays you are eating in my house.

I said ok with out any arguments. After me having lunch Rahul came to my apartment and we both went to play cricket. We came back at 6pm and while I was going to my apartment Rahul asked me to have the dinner with them and I agreed so that I can spend some time with his mom. I went to their apartment at 7 and spend there till 9pm and came back. I was really wanting for her. But I can force her. I was really frustrated. November 4th is my birth day. Early morning I got the call from my parents and after that I got ready and went to Rahul’s apartment to seek the blessing of her mom. I went in and she was not in a happy mood, so I don’t want to disturb her. So for a casual greeting I asked for Rahul. She said he has went to native place as she has to sign a sale deed as they are selling some property and said he will return after 2 days. I said ok and went to my college. At 4pm I came back and she was standing outside waiting for someone. I said her for whom she is waiting. She said for you. I asked what for. Your mom called me in the afternoon and said today is your birthday and she asked me to take you to temple. And she asked why I didn’t say that it was my birthday. I said I came in the morning to take your blessings but you are not in a good mood so I went to college. She said sorry and asked me to get ready to temple. I said ok and we went to temple. After some puja we came back from temple. I asked her to come in to my apartment and bent down to take the blessing. After I got up she wished me and kissed on my birthday. I was very happy for being touched with her lips on my forehead. I said to her that I want to celebrate my birthday every day. She asked why? I said so that I can get a kiss from you every day.

She smiled and patted on my cheeks. While she was going I caught hold of her hand and asked her can you come with me for a dinner. She said I will prepare all your favorites dishes at home. I said I want to go out with you on my birthday. If you interested only we can go. She said ok because I don’t want you to feel bad on birthday. I said thanks and I said we will go at 7.30pm. At 7.30pm I went to her apartment and knocked the door. She opened the door and she was ready to go. She was dressed beautifully with a mixture of colors sari and she looks really cute in that sari. I said that she was really beautiful and she said for your age every woman looks beautiful. I said I don’t know about others but you are the one of the beautiful ladies I have met. She said ok and we went to a restaurant. She ordered all our dinner and I was staring at her. She asked me why I was staring at her. I said you are really beautiful and asked her why she was in a disturbed mood in the morning. She said nothing like that. In the morning I felt little lazy and no other reason. I said if you have any reason you can share with me if you treat me as you friend. She said you are my best friend and if I have a problem I will say it to you. I said thanks and we had our dinner. After that we went home and while I was going into my apartment she called me and asked can you spend some more time with me. I feel bored alone. I said sure and we went into their Apartment. She sat in the hall side by side for sometime and watched TV. At 10.30pm I got up and sat I am feeling sleepy, I will go and sleep. She said thanks for spending the time and while I was going I asked her can I ask you one thing. She said sure. I went near her and hugged her hard and she didn’t object nor she encouraged and said I Love you and left the place. I went and slept thinking of crushing 36dd between my hug. As soon as I thought of it blood ran from head to toe. Next morning I was unable to face her. She has not opened her door. So I waited till afternoon and went and knocked the door. She opened the door and went in. I followed her and said sorry for what has happened yesterday. I don’t know what I was doing yesterday and touched her feet with apologize. She asked me to get up and I did. I asked her do you love me. She said I am unable to express my feeling towards you. I can’t say whether I like you or not. I am not getting angry on you for what you did yesterday. There was silence for 2 minutes and she said leave that matter. She asked me to sit down and asked me whether I had lunch or not. I said no. I was unable to have anything with out seeing you. She said wait for 30 minutes I will prepare dinner for you. I said ok and she was preparing and I was watching her from hall and she knew that I was watching her. After 5 minutes she asked me to come to the kitchen and asked me to talk with her as she was feeling boring. I talked about all the things which are necessary and unnecessary. After having lunch I said that I will go to play cricket come back after 2 hours. While I was going she called me and said can I come and see the play. I said ok and we went to the ground. She sat under a tree and was watching our play.

I was out for 4 runs and felt bad as she was there. But I am happy at the end as I took 2 important wickets. But my team has lost the match. After the match I went near her and sat there and talked about the match for 10 minutes. By that time every one went off. We have to walk about 5 minutes to reach the bike parking. We are walking side by side and on the way I caught hold of her. As soon as I caught her hand she looked at me once and smiled in herself. She didn’t even try to move her hand away from me. I felt really happy as she has some feeling towards me. After we went home and I went to take bath. After bath I went to her apartment and now I feel confidence in entering her apartment. She was preparing dinner for both of us. I went to the kitchen and started talking with her. I was at the back of her and she was looking sexy from behind. I was unable to control. She was washing the rice and gathered all my courage to hug her from behind. While she was washing rice I went near her and hugged her from behind and said I love you very much and kissed her on the neck. She didn’t say anything and I continued kissing her on the neck and shoulders and roamed my hands allover her hands. She left the rice vessel and caught hold of my hands. I moved her loose end of the sari from its place and she turned towards me.

Seeing her with out the loose end of the sari made me mad. I hugged her tightly and started to kiss allover her face. Then when down and kissed on her neck, on her breasts over the blouse, on her sexy navel and removed the sari completely and throwed it on the dinning table. Then removed her blouse and petticoat and she was infront of me on her bra and panty. Then she removed my shot and t-shirt in few seconds. I lifted her and took to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. Then I went over her and started licking her whole body from head to toe. I licked even her arm pits. The smell of those arm pits is exciting. I licked them for 5 minutes. Then I removed her bra and panty and she removed my underwear and we both are nude for the first time infront of each other. From then on I followed what She said as it was my first time. She took the pennies and guided it towards her pussy and asked to insert it slowly and I did. At the same time I was licking and sucking her breasts. The best thing I like in her body is the breasts and especially her nipples. I sucked them like a mango fruit. I moved my pennies in rhythm and it was a great experience for me to enter into womanhood. After some strokes I cum in her and lay on top of her. I was between her legs. After 5 minutes we started to talk in that position only. She asked me what you thought of me for the first time you saw me. I said you are beautiful and kissed her on lips.Then I asked the same question to her. She said I didn’t feel anything for the first time I saw you. I smiled at her words and she kissed me and we continued licking each others tongue. After some time we went to sleep. Next day at 8am some one was knocking the door hard and we are sleeping. She woke me up and asked me to wear the dress as some one has come and I did. She asked me to be under the bed and she went to open the door after dressing. I was Rahul who came from his home town. I was really shocked to hear Rahul voice at that moment. I stayed under the bed for 30 minutes. I went to my apartment when Rahul went to take bath and has taken a deep breath as soon as I entered into my apartment. I went to sleep again thinking of the things happened these 2 days. At 12pm I woke up and decided to attend the classes as I was absent yesterday. So I got ready and went to college. As Rahul main door was open I just greeted him casually and went to college. At 4.30pm I came from college and was waiting for the opportunity to go to cheritha’s apartment. At 5pm she came to my apartment and asked me to take her to temple. I asked about Rahul. She said he went to meet her friends. When I was about to kiss her she stopped me and said first take me to temple. So we went to temple.

On the way she sat close to me and caught hold of me by placing her hand around my back. I could feel her breasts on my back. We went to temple and prayed to GOD and sat in the temple for sometime and came to bike parking. At the bike parking she said I want you tonight. I need your lips on my lips, your pennies in my pussy, and your bites for my body. While she was saying these I was very happy as she too loves me and wants me. Then I said I want you to dress beautifully, tie the sari below your navel and should show the side view of your breasts when you are with me. I asked her to come to my apartment when Rahul sleeps and I will be waiting for you. She said ok sweetheart and asked me to call her by name. I said ok and I hate to call you aunty. So I never called you aunty except 2 to 3 times. I will call you cherry or cheritha. She said your wish. We went home and while we are going to the floor by lift. She was standing infront of me and I was at her back. I placed one of my hands on her butts and started to press it. And she couldn’t move as they are 2 more persons along with us. We reached our floor and we got off the lift. As soon as we got off the lift she said what are you doing? If some ones sees what will happen? I said your butts are so soft and I like to bite them. She laughed and left to the apartment as Rahul is waiting for her. I was waiting for her by keeping the main door wide open for her. She came at 12.30pm and closed the door. She dressed beautifully in the way I said and by seeing her; my pennies made a tent in my shot. I was sitting in the sofa and she came towards me and ran fingers through my hair and hit my face on her breasts and I hugged her by holding hands around her butts. After 2 minutes I rose from sofa and lifted her in my arms and took her to bedroom. As soon as I dropped her on the floor she kissed me on the lips and continuing kissing tasting each other saliva. While she was kissing she was rubbing my pennies over the shot. After some time she slide the hand in to the shot and started rubbing it inside. I caught hold of her hand and said I can’t control this pleasure. Then she removed the Hand from there and removed my t-shirt and started to lick my body. She licked my nipples and bites them. After that she removed the shot and pushed me on the bed and took the pennies in her mouth and sucked it like ice cream and gave me a blow job. When I was about to cum she stopped giving the blow job. Then she stood up from the bed and started to remove her clothes. She wanted me to enjoy while she was removing the clothes. It was just an eye feast when she was removing. In 5 minutes she was nude. Then she sat on me by inserting my pennies in to her pussy and started to move up and down. I was watching her breasts move up and down and pressed them at intervals. After 10 minutes I made her lay on the bed and inserted the pennies in her pussy and made huge strokes and cum in her. After 10 minutes we laid side by side. Then she said it was my first best sex experience. Then she came over me and said I love to be with you and kissed me. After that she went down kissing me from head to toe. She kissed me on my pennies and kissed even my balls and got off from the bed and started to dress. I asked where she was going. She said I should be in my apartment before Rahul woke up. I understood her problem and helped her in dressing. While she was going she kissed me again on lips and left the place. This is all how is started with my beautiful neighbor cheritha. I hope you liked my experience. I will say more about us in the next part. If you have any comments you can send to me at [email protected].

I am mayank and had a chat with my net gf with whom i enjoyed on cam and had a chat….now i fantasize about her a lot like this….Mmmm! They say a picture of beauty can speak a thousand words of pleasure…Well every time a picture of you comes into my mind…damn I find myself getting lost in so much pleasure and desire…that without hesitation I feel my dark cock getting excited for you…Wanting you, needing you…and when you’re not here I find myself touching myself for you…I get lost in the realms of wanting my lips pressed against your lips…as our tongues begin to explore the hidden pleasure zones…Damn just sitting here with my eyes closed I can feel how soft and warm you are to me…as I gently let my tongue explore the essences of your soft and warm lips…letting my tongue trace your lips, gently resting them against yours…I can feel your body heat warming up to me…wanting to give into the pleasures you’re feeling…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”I can see my hands wanting to explore all of your sexy body as you lay next to me…the visions of my hands pushing slowly up your thighs…as our lips are still locked in a lover’s embrace…Your lips taste like honey…as you gently suck on my tongue…trying to pull me in deeper into your mouth…As you do that i’ll feel my body start to tremble…wanting to show you just how hot you’re making me feel…As you start to moan I imagine myself undressing you with my eyes…as you slowly undress before me in a seductive way…you feel my hands helping you undress…damn you’ve got the look of lust in your eyes…We’ll both know that “love” is ok but tonight we’ll let loose of the “lust” we’ll feel for each other…And as your clothes fall softly to the floor…it’s then that my eyes will fully engage in the essences of your beauty…as you’ll stand before me in that sexy bra & laced panties…i’ll slowly run my hand up between your thighs…to where pleasure will begin…

“I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”Fuck I can’t deny it…I have a lust to taste you…Lick you…feel your wetness on my finger-tips…tease you as your body gives into those love- games my hands will start to play…i’ll listen as your body calls out to me…Sssssh! I hear it callin’ me now…As my hands are braced on the sides of your hips…you’ll feel my hands gently pull your laced panties down…and i’ll feel you brace yourself as you’ll rest one hand on my shoulders…To gently step out of your now soaked panties…as I lay them on the floor…only to let me have full view of your sweet honey dipped tunnel of love…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”Damn how I just want to kiss you there…And with out hesitation i’ll feel you pull my head to rest sweetly upon your trimmed bush…of sex…as I breathe in the sweet aroma that lingers near my lips…I am fully locked in a daze…as I watch your wet pussy lips puff up sensually, and begin to swell with lust and anticipation…of gliding on my tongue…as you’ll glaze my lips with your wetness…That will send signals to the depths of my soul…telling me how bad you’ll want me to eat…of your nectar…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”The visions of your body standing before me is so clear…that i’ll feel your body shiver gently as a soft moan escapes your lips…It’s then that i’ll feel your pussy walls opening up for me…Wanting me…Feeling me…Needing me…to fill you up with so much pleasure…i’ll feel your hips do a slow-dance as your pelvis gently grinds against my every lick, and every taste of you…But then you’ll pull away from me…Standing before with lust in your eyes…You’ll let your fingers…gently open up your sweet pussy to fully espose your swollen clit…

With one signal from your finger…that will hypnotize me to come closer to you again…and beg me to fuck you with my tongue…only to feel you rock out of control as you try to brace your self with balance…I can tell you’re in a love-funky-kind of mood as i’ll feel you rest one leg on my shoulders…as you maximize the moment in love…i’ll feel you let go of more of your sweet love juice as it drenches my chin…and coats my my faces with the essences of you…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”That…having you explode with full force from my tongue…i’ll feel you push me back…to show me just badly you’ll want me still…For i’ll feel your hands pressed against my shirt…as you’ll slowly unbutton it…so that I can feel your soft hands stroking my chest…but with a force your hands rips off my shirt with an intense desire…as the buttons fly…And as you’ll look into my eyes…i’ll feel you kiss my chest…Mmmm! Running your mouth over my nipples…and then letting your tongue glide down past my navel…only to feel you open up my pants…as your hands search to feel my hardness of my throbbing hard cock…Again I see you look up at me…with smile…as you’ve discovered the treasure you’ve long to feel…It’s then you hear the sounds of my voice intensely letting go with pleasures you’ve yet to see…With a full rush you gently let me step out of my clothes so that you now have a full vision of my nakedness… For standing before you will be a dark brown skinned kind of lover that you adore…A slight gasp escapes your lips…As you smile seductively…of what your lips are dying to taste of me…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”As you lower your lips…down on my now swollen head…

I’ll feel your lips glaze up and down my shaft…While you still play those love games of playing with your pussy lips…with your finger-tips…I get locked in trance as I watch your hips rise and down on your soaked finger-tips…while you suck on me…letting your soft round lips put on a show…for my dark hard cock to desire…My hips lock up…as I rise to meet your lips…that gently glaze me…with the juices that flow from your sucking lips…It’s then I imagine myself pulling you up on top of me…letting you have full control of whatever pleasure your body wants…i’ll look down as you watch lustfully as your wet pussy lips open up for me…gently tracing and coating my hard veined shaft with soaking juices that are sensually squirting with desire to saturate me…i’ll feel your warm walls surround me…Grasping hold of some good loving dick…As you start to pump with a force…yet to reckoned with…Our bodies indulged in a lovers game of sweet sensual sweat…watching you bite your top lip sends waves of pleasure through out our bodies…to only intensify…what your pussy lips want from me…The only sounds to fill the room will be us…as we’re locked in lust…Sweat dripping back breaking lust…is what has us rocking and fucking in motions…that we get lost in…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”As you bounce with me…ride with me…Shake with me…Calling my name begging me to fuck you harder…I rise up to suck on your nipples as you hold on…scratching my back…as your sexy nails are mixed with my un-controlling sweat of desire…I’m sucking on your neck…leaving marks and sexy nibbles of my signature of love for you…Your breathing intensifies…telling me that you’re ready to cum…You beg and scream with desire for me…to fill you up with my hot white cream to mix with your drenching pussy juice…My heart beats faster…As you rock out of control…Yeah!…I’m cumming now…as you’ll feel the rush of my cream pumping deeply into you…We’ll collapse against each other…trembling out of control…Covered in a lovers sweat…Yes I know that we have “love” flowin’ between us, but just for this moment…I “lust” for you…But as I open up my eyes…I just had to let you know…that…”I Often Find Myself Fantasizing About You!”

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As usual I was sitting reading my newspaper, while the TV news was on. I only did this when my wife was out, because she didn’t believe I could read and listen to the TV at the same time – and she would turn the TV off. I was lost in my own thoughts when I felt the breeze of our daughter as she half skipped – half run into the room, and took up a position at the far end. Out of the corner of my eye I could see fast movement from Swati and flicked my eyes up. She was dancing; nothing unusual about that from a young teenager, except every few seconds she would flip her little dress up and show her panties. I couldn’t help but look. I saw she was wearing what I would always see in the washing basket, but now they took on such an arousing form. I continued to watch my little daughter as she twirled and pranced, all the time flipping her dress as she watched me watching her. I could see this was giving her enjoyment, the fact her father was watching her show her panties. I looked out of the corner of my eye at Swati, not wanting her to feel embarrassed because her dad was watching. She was a typical teenager, who had had her first period about four months ago, as was told to me by my wife and now I had to buy four big packets of Sanitary towels every month for the both of them. I loved her ; she was warm, and affectionate . She loved a cuddle – couldn’t get enough, and she loved to sit with me and watch TV, especially in my lap.

Suddenly, Swati saw me looking and stopped her twirling dance. She looked nervous.“Dad I have to do that with my dress because it’s part of the dance. Ok, you’re not angry are you?” She told me nervously kneading her fingers together.I could see she was worried I would tell her off for showing her panties. Yet, to my surprise I wasn’t angry, because there was a part of me that wanted to look. This really did surprise me because I had never thought this way toward our daughter before.“No I’m not angry sweetie, in fact I like your dance and especially the dress lifting part, but what would mum say?”Now Swati looked scared and I thought she might burst out crying.“You can’t tell mum, please don’t tell her,” she pleaded leaning forward and doing little jumps on the spot, and now her tears did begin to flow.I was shocked at her response, so I put my paper down and held out my arms to her. All I wanted to do was calm her, stop her tears and show her I was on her side. She raced into my arms and lap, and sobbed into my shoulder. I could feel her little, young, lithe body heave with her sobs. I smoothed her hair and patted her backr quietly. She hung on to me tightly, and I wondered where all this was coming from. As I smoothed her hair, I allowed my hand to slowly run down her back and then back up to her neck, which I massaged gently. Finally, her sobs subsided.“Why were you so upset sweetie?” I asked, concerned for my daughter.

She remained silent for a little while and then said in a little voice.“You have to promise not to tell mum.”“Of course sweetie, now what’s the matter?”Swati slowly pushed herself away from my shoulder and looked into my eyes, as only a loving daughter can. “Dad I really like to dance like that and do other stuff, but mum always tells me off. She said I shouldn’t be doing it and says I’m not a nice girl when I do that.”“I haven’t seen you dance like this before?”“Because i’ve been practicing my dance in my room, but mum came in and asked what I was doing and told me I couldn’t dance like this. She said a little girl shouldn’t do that sort of stuff. She was really angry.”“Come on sweetie, how can I help if you don’t tell me? Besides, I will never tell your mum… never, ever, I promise,” I assured my little girl.

“You want me to see you dance?”Swati’s eyes lit up, as did her little face, and she hugged me tight around the neck and then released me, jumped off my lap and took her position at the end of the lounge room once more.“I’m going to dance for you now dad, but you have to watch, ok?”Swati stood with her feet together and began to sway her hips, which I found only heightened my sexual arousal. She smiled as she saw the affect she was having on me; my face told the whole story. Stacy suddenly began to twirl a couple of times, flipping her dress as she circled, showing her panties.. After a few minutes of the dance Stacy had started with, she changed it and man what a change. Her moves were slower and suddenly sensual.The next day when I picked her up from school, she gave me a naughty little smile and then a giggle as she climbed into the passenger seat next to me. I pulled away from her school and as I did so Stacy asked,“Dad, what time is mum coming home tonight?”I wasn’t sure why she was asking, but I had to think and realized that Kath was home earlier tonight. She would be home about half an hour after us.“No long after we get home,” I said as I looked at my little daughter and she smiled at me.When we got home, Swati didn’t race to her room to prepare to dance for me as I thought she would, but she stood near my chair as if waiting for something.

“What’s up sweetie?” I asked as I headed to my chair with the paper.“Dad can I talk to you?” She asked as if she were in trouble.“Of course you can.” I sat in my chair and Swati immediately sat in my lap. I waited.“Dad,” she began as she played with the buttons on my shirt.“Yes.”“Can I talk to you about something private?”“Of course, sweetie.”“Dad is it ok to do things?” “You see, sometimes some people like to do things other people say they shouldn’t, but it’s none of their business. See what I mean,” I really hoped I hadn’t confused her.“Is there something you like to do but some people told you it’s wrong?”Swati nodded her head, the whole time focused on my buttons. Time for more questions.“Is it something you like to do by yourself?” She nodded again.“Does it make you feel good?” Nodding again.“Do you like touching yourself?” I asked softly and she nodded slowly.“Well that’s ok then, isn’t it? Everyone does it,” I tried to sound as if it was no big deal.She looked up at me with tears in her eyes.“But Mummy said it was a very bad thing,” “Ha, I bet Mummy does it too. Anyway why did she say it was a bad thing?”.“She saw me doing it one day and said I was a very naughty girl,” “Listen sweetie, touching yourself is the most normal thing; everyone does it… trust me on this. “Do you do it dad?” “Yes,” I told her bluntly.“Can I do it?”“Of course you can, but don’t let your mother see though,” I warned her.“Can I do it now?’ “Of course, you can do it when I’m around whenever you like.”

Swati didn’t move for a few seconds and then her hands left my buttons, and moved to her school dress. She lifted it and opened her panties with her left hand, as her right hand snaked into them. I was mesmerized. I watched as her hand moved up and down in her panties. Stacy looked up at me.“Oh dad,” she moaned to me and spread her legs wide.However, she didn’t remove her panties or pull them open far enough for me to look into them at what she was doing, but rather she snuggled into me and had a really good time by herself. I think she didn’t feel comfortable about going anything further this first time. I held her as lovingly as I know how and listened as she brought herself to a sort of a climax. Yet, just before she did Stacy looked up into my eyes and I could see the absolute pleasure that only sexual fulfilment can bring, Her eyes were half closed and had a dreamy quality to them.

“Oh dad,” she whispered as she hit her little climax and it only held a second or two, and she collapsed into me.With her hand still in her panties, She slowly regained normal breathing, the whole time looking down. Then she raised her head and smiled the most wonderful smile I have ever received. It conveyed her deep love for me at that time.“Thanks dad,” she said in a little voice.“Nice?” I asked.“The best yet,” she answered.“How come?”“Because I was with you, silly,” she giggled.So It beginsthat’s pretty much how things went from then on for the next few months. We would come home, sometimes Swati would dance and sometimes she wouldn’t, but she always sat on my lap and fingered her pussy in her panties until she came. Each time seemed better than the previous one. Then out of the blue, one day Swati pulled her panties all the way off, and I watched totally fascinated as she fingered herself to a climax. This time she came very hard, for her. The added ingredient of my watching her little fingers sliding up and down her hairless slit and furiously rubbing her young clit had brought her climaxes to a higher level. During this time Stacy would make little sounds, soft sighs and light panting.

But now, I just couldn’t believe my eyes when my little girl pulled her panties off to allow her father to watch her most intimate act. Hairless and not yet bulging very much, her smooth skinned pussy was the most wonderful thing I had seen. The first change came when Swati looked into my eyes for the first time as she fingered herself. Man! I have never, never felt such love directed toward me. That became our thing for a few days then one day Swati asked me to pull down her panties and take them off her. I did it slowly. I could tell she loved it as I inched then down. I just loved to slowly pull her panties down bit by bit expose that beautiful pussy. I would often feel her shudder as she felt my heavy breathing on her hairless pussy skin. I waited, but she hesitated. Then she looked deep into my eyes, took a deep breath and spoke. I nearly came.“Dad, will you do it? I would really like you to do it today.”Her simply put request struck me deep. The pure desire for me to be the one to touch her was overwhelming. I whispered my wholehearted ‘yes’, and reached down between my daughter’s little, thin legs with a very shaky hand. My first touch of the smooth soft skin of her pussy is something I will take to my grave. It was more than wonderful, it was magnificent. She wasn’t spongy like a woman, but then she was only a girl. Stacy was already wet. As I had watched her over the past days, I had come to know what she liked and how hard. I quickly decided to follow her lead, but to add something of my own.

I ran a finger lightly down each pussy lip for about ten seconds, and then I used my middle finger to glide up and down her very wet slit. Her pussy lips hadn’t opened to me yet, but I was prepared to spend the time she needed. From the time I first touched her pussy she mewed little sounds and moans of appreciation. As time went on her body joined in and she arched her back and moved her thin hips from side to side. I held on as she went into full bucking. Her pussy opened slightly to my finger and I slid it in easily because she was so wet, and her body was so eager for me.I eased my middle finger in between those soft pink lips. Her pussy was tight She was becoming loud now and she didn’t seem to care one bit, and neither did I. I just love making her cum, and if it meant that the only female I could make cum now was my little daughter, then I couldn’t have wished for anything more. I was so intent on giving her the best possible time as our first, I had no thought for myself.

She was bucking hard and her noises were loud when she suddenly stiffened and held it as her climax rocked her world, and it seemed forever. Finally, her body softened and then went limp as she seemed to melt into me, panting for all she was worth. Her little hands, which had been beside her now grabbed my hand and held it tight to her pussy, and I could feel her heat and her pussy lips were a little fuller now. Then slowly, ever so slowly Stacy turned into me, and she was crying softly, but I understood why. Her first orgasm at the hands of someone other than herself had given her far more than she had expected, and now she was emotionally drained.“I love you dad,” she said simply.“I love you too sweetheart,” I said back.“No dad, I love you,” and said it with such feeling I knew it to be true.So this began out routine She would find all sorts of excuses to be alone with me, and I swear the girl was nearly insatiable. Even when her mother was in the house or even in the same room, She would find a way for me to fondle her. All during our time up till then, I would either cum in my jeans or whatever else I was wearing, or I would have to jack off straight after in the bathroom. As usual she was sitting in my lap, but right from the get-go rather than asking me to pull her panties down; she looked me in the face and asked her stream of questions.“Dad?”“Yes sweetie.”“You can climax can’t you?” I had explained after our very first time that what she had just experienced was and ‘orgasm’ or ‘climax’.“Of course I can climax.”“Well, I never see you,” she told me in all innocence.So it went on. She wanted to see my dick and see me climax. My little girl was growing up. I had never suggested any of it to her, because it would always be at her pace. She obviously felt ready for this step. But her questions didn’t end there.

“Dad?”“Yes sweetie.”“What’s ‘a head job’?”So I explained oral sex to her for both men and women, and rather than think it disgusting, which I though someone her age would She just nodded her understanding.“Why don’t you do it to me, dad?”“I wasn’t sure you’d think it was ok“So would you like me to do it today?”“Yeahhh,” she chided me.“Dad?”“Yes sweetie.”“Is fucking nice,” and again Stacy asked me in all innocence, as if asking if chocolate ice-cream is nice.Silence again for a few minutes, and I continued my slow fondling of Stacy’s pussy through her cotton panties.“Dad?”“Yes.”“Can we fuck?”I had waited so long for my little daughter to ask me this.“Of course, if you want to.” I wanted to play it cool. It had to be at her pace.“Kusum says it hurts,” Swati looked up at me, and as she did she pulled the crotch of her panties to one side, giving me full access to her bald pussy. Just what I wanted… I swear the girl could read my mind.“The first time if hurts,” I went on to explain..When Swati finally seemed to end her questions she asked me in a most serious and functionary way to perform oral sex on her. She stood for me to remove her panties, and then led me by the hand to her bedroom. I felt like she was the adult and I the child. She lay down on her bed and spread her legs, and I felt more like a doctor about to give an examination rather than a lover, it was so sterile. I worked as gently and as thoughtfully with my daughter as I could, even though this had been a strong reoccurring fantasy of mine and my body screamed out to look after its desires. Slowly, as I licked her inner thighs close to her pussy that beckoned me so enticingly, Stacy began to become aroused and her hips moved slowly. I held her hips as I moved closer to her beautiful hairless, young pussy lips and licked them gently.She reacted immediately. She moaned long and slowly, as she moved her hips toward me, pushing her pussy closer to my mouth. Her arms were splayed out above her head, her eyes were closed and her mouth open. She had surrendered herself to me as I had only seen in my fantasies. Looking up at my little daughter, seeing her completely at my discretion while I licked the very smooth skin of her outer pussy lips, I Almost came. Has a man ever been as fortunate as I was at that time? She had her legs as wide as they would go, until she seemed to instinctively reach for her knees and lifted them. Now my little girl was spread eagle.“Ohhh, ahhh,” was all she could say as my tongue gently lapped at her soft, young girl pussy.I crept my fingers toward her beautiful slit. She has a long slit between her pussy lips, and I hoped that this meant when she was fully developed she would have a big pussy. Man! Life doesn’t get any better than this. When my fingers reached Swati’s slit, I gently pulled her pussy lips apart; as I did she arched her back slowly, and exhaled a long soft sigh. I licked inside her slit, but only just inside.“Ahhh, yeah dad, oh that’s so nice, lick me dad, lick me.”I love it when a woman, or in this case a girl verbally responds in sex.I was making my way slowly, ever so slowly to her little girl clit, and I could feel she knew exactly where I was going. I could hear her rising sexual anticipation, as her moans and soft groans escalated into loud guttural noises that are only heard during sex. I could feel her pussy really getting wet now, so much so her pussy juices were oozing I continued to hold her hips and buried my face into her pussy, and now I unleashed my tongue on her virgin clit. She couldn’t take it much longer as she was screaming her orgasm and impending climax. Suddenly, her whole body stopped moving, her noises ceased and time seemed to stand still. I went into overdrive with my tongue to help propel my little girl to her first orgasm by stimulation of her clit – by me. She collapsed and I ceased my tongue work. She panted like an Olympic sprinter after the final for gold.

However, within seconds, Stacy lifted herself up and virtually launched herself at me and clung with strength I didn’t know she had. She sobbed into my shoulder as she spoke of her undying love for me.“Oh dad that was so good, so good. I want that again and again please. Please tell me you’ll do it again, please dad.”She hugged me harder. I loved it. This was what I had been searching for all my adult life. “What dad?” She asked in a scared voice. I had always been totally honest with Stacy since we had begun our sexual relationship, and I wasn’t about to stop now.“I’m worried that one day you’ll leave me for a nice young man.”Swati’s reaction was immediate. She burst into tears and once again clung onto me so tightly. I thought I would choke.“No dad, no. Never, i’ll never leave you, I only want you. Oh please dad, don’t say stuff like that, please. Don’t ever say it again, please.” She pleaded with me.“Ok sweetie, I won’t think it or say it again, ok.”Then came her next inevitable request; she wanted my cock now. I’m not like most men, who seem to focus so heavily on getting a blow job from their women. I have always preferred to touch and lick my sex partner. I just love to see what I could do for my women. I just love to see them get off. But back to her request. I of course complied. I undid my jeans and pulled out my semi-hard dick for my daughter to look at and hold for the first time. She looked in wonder.“Wow dad, it’s bigger than I thought,” she praised as she reached for my manhood.“This is mine. Like my pussy is yours, your cock is mine. Then without further comment she wrapped her mouth around my cock, and suck edit in and out between her little girl lips. It was magnificent. Within seconds I knew I was going to cum and warned my daughter. Just as I was about to blow, She pulled me out of her mouth and I spurted onto her face and small boobs. Once I finished, and she heard my orgasm she looked up at me.Nice?”

Now and then I would have Swati give me a blow job, but most of the time I came purely from what I was doing to her. We both seemed to prefer this. A Few days Later Out of the blue one afternoon, Swati asked me to fuck her. Man, was she determined. I had been gently playing with her blossoming breasts and nipples since they had began to develop but I’m a pussy man and she said on many occasions that she got more from her pussy too. I think her nipples were a little too tender for my rough fingers; However, this does not mean I didn’t indulge Swati and myself on her little breasts. I would use my mouth and tongue whenever she wanted me too. This was very infrequent, because as I said, we both love me to spend my time on her pussy. “If you think you’re ready, then ok, let’s do it.” Swati smiled and threw her arms around me.. We held each other and She spoke to me as my lover, As we always did, we went into her bedroom. I had had time to think about this moment and had a plan.I got my daughter to give me e blow job first, so I would go longer later. Then I used my tongue and finger on her as always, but well before she would have hit her climax, I got her to help me to full erection. She then lay on her back, spread eagle herself, which was now her favourite position. He pussy was wide open from my attentions, and I guided the head of my dick to her opening. She was sexually highly charged now and I could see her desire for me in her eyes. As the head of my dick first pushed against her hairless, pink and wet pussy lips, she sighed and closed her eyes. I could see the anticipation on her face.

I felt my dick slide somewhat then that obstruction, but not to give up I gave a hard push, her nails dug into my back, she tried to pull back, she held her lips tight she couldn’t hold it then OH! Dad!!! OH Dad!!! Pleasae don’t Dad It is burning it is tearing me Oh! Dad I beg You !!! !!! I had to I could not stop now I gave another push then held back, then the last push , my cock was buried to the hilt in her, she had stopped shouting , but there were tears in her eyes, and she was hitting my back with her fists. Even though She felt tight, my dick slid all the way into her. She was warm and wet, and it just the most magnificent feeling I had ever had. I lay between my daughters wide spread thighs, and waited. I wanted to feel this moment for a life time. I looked down at Stacy as I propped myself up with my arms locked out, and she opened her eyes to look deep into my soul. For a 14 year old girl, she had an old soul. I waited, but I could also see the need for fulfilment in her eyes. I knew what she wanted… the same as I wanted; the thrill of being joined and cumming together. Soon she overcame the pain and !!!!“Oh yeah dad you feel so right and good in me.”

Swati wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me to her, in the most loving and sensual embrace I had every experienced up to then. That was all I was waiting for. I began to slow pump my daughter’s beautiful plump pussy. Now, as I pumped into her, I couldn’t help but look down between us, and Stacy looked too. It was a beautiful sight. Her pussy seemed to firstly slowly suck in my dick, then just as slowly push it back out; her large pussy lips moving in and out with my dick.“Oh dad, it’s beautiful, I love it, fuck me forever. Promise me you will.”“Sweetie, as often as you want.” I promised my daughter.We both watched as a father and a daughter fucking each other. Her breathing quickened, as she had been more than ready for this, and I couldn’t hold out much longer, even though I had cum a little earlier… this moment was just so sensual, and all my fantasies were coming true. Like i’ve said before, man, am I lucky.

I tried to savour the feeling, and I could see Swati was too.“Sweetie, we have all our lives for this, not just today,” i told my daughter and her eyes filled with tears.she pulled me back into her and sobbing and climaxing at the same times.“oh dad, oh dad. Yeah, yeah, it’s so good, oh yeah. Dad i want you forever. Fuck me forever,” she screamed as she came.We seemed to cum together. It wasn’t brilliant; it was nice and loving and intimate. We lay together, and I stayed inside my daughter as she played with the hair on the back of my head. I finally had to move, as my arms couldn’t support me any longer… I couldn’t have all my weight on my lover now could I? I slipped out of Stacy and looked into her beautiful face. My cum poured out of her pussy, the bed sheet was wet with blood OH! Dad I am now a woman YOUR WOMAN>

I knew exactly what she meant. From now on nothing would suffice except sex, fucking, and plenty of it. From that afternoon on we would fuck whenever we could, which was at least once a day. The only pause we had was when Swati was ‘in periods’ as she put it. Oh, and after our first time, She went on the pill. We couldn’t have a pregnancy now could we? Too much to explain. Somewhere before this Swati and I changed from a young daughter and dad loving each other, to being just lovers who happened to be father and daughter. It seemed to happen in her early teens, but the result was that she loved me unconditionally as I did her. Or maybe looking back it happened the moment we joined totally as lovers; on that afternoon when we fucked for the first time. Yeah, I think that’s when our relationship changed, although it was still a father-daughter thing between us, which is hard to explain. On one level we are father and daughter, like all fathers and daughters, but on another other level we are lovers. Such a simple word ‘lovers’, but for us it means so much. I had never experienced such love from other girls or women, and especially not Swati’s mother. When Swati was about 16 years old, she began to ask a series of tough questions again. As usual she was sitting next to me on the couch with her school dress pulled up the way I liked it, as I held her and fondled her pussy through her panties..“Dad?”“Yes sweetheart.”“What’s ‘anal’?”“You mean anal sex?” I described to her as much as I knew, gleaned from reading, magazines and videos. Swati screwed her face up and asked why people did that. I explained how we’re all different, and that some people need different stimulation. I could see immediately that this was one thing she didn’t want to try. I wanted my Swati to experience whatever I could give her. She laughed.“I knew you were going to ask that, and the answer is HELL NO. I just love what we do, except…”

I knew what was on her mind. She wanted to sleep with me in my bed, all through the night. She pined for us to be like a regular fucking couple. Yet, with her mother in the house, this was just not possible. My hand snaked into her panties and down to her hairless big pussy. “We’ve been through this heaps of times. We can’t while your mother is here.” I was firm. She giggled. “Not tonight she isn’t,” Stacy said in a sing-song voice. “WHAT?” “Mum didn’t tell you did she? Tonight she isn’t coming home. Tonight she and her friends are going to spend the long weekend at Asha auntie’s house.” “FUCKING good,” I shouted. “So tonight mister, it’s you and me in your big bed.” We sat for a while as we both thought about this new situation. Swati cooed as my fingers moved lovingly over her pussy lips, and along her very wet slit. That’s one thing I still can’t get over, how wet my daughter can get over me. We only have to be in the same room, and she tells me she gets wet. Evidently, She fantasizes over me as much as I do her. She had even told me that at times she can’t study, because she’s thinking of what she wants to do with me, right there and then. Man I love this girl! We made love on the couch. The foreplay was virtually non-existent as we were both more than ready, which we always seem to be. She just spread herself for me, and I ploughed my hard dick into her waiting, open pussy. We watched, as usual, as I thrust in and out of her. We changed positions a few times; once to her favourite, where she pulls her knees up and spreads herself, and then once I’m in again she closes her knees together. Man she loves to do that! But we were both sort of saving ourselves for the bed.

We knew we didn’t have to hurry our first full night together and went to bed as we usually would, at 10.30. We both wore what we would to bed, nothing special; I in my boxers and She in a tee-shirt and panties. I felt like we were an old married couple. However, bubbling just below the surface was our Burning desire for each other. We slipped into my big bed and moved toward one another. We held each other and kissed, taking our time. Suddenly, She broke our kiss. “I’m gunna fuck you until you have no more cum dad,” she told me. That started our first passionate night together. She spread herself wide so they hung on either side of my hips, and then ground her panty covered pussy into my hardening dick. She squirmed her hips as she ground and it was one of the most erotic things that’s ever happened to me. But then again, my Swati was full of invention. As she did this I remained still and allowed her to take the lead. Then her whole body was moving and squirming against mine. “Oh yeah, this is good,” she whispered to me, as if confirming a fact. “Got the idea from someone else?” I asked her. “Yeah, Kusum, but that’s another story for another time. Damn you feel good, oh fuck it’s so nice on my pussy,” she was really getting into it now. She ground harder and varied her pace. I could have done it all night; it was just so good for both of us. WOW, did that feel good. My daughter’s panty covered pussy grinding on my naked dick. The she quickly pulled her panties off and placed my rock hard dick between her soaked pussy lips, and then slid up and down as she grounded into me. This allowed my dick to slide up and down her slit until it popped out at the top, dragging against her clit. This position allowed Swati to control the speed, movement and pressure. “Oh fuck dad, this is soo good. Oh yeah, don’t do anything, just lie there, I want to do this. Oh dad we are so good together, so good.”

Man! I just had to agree. Swati kept this up for some time, and I could feel her pussy juices slowly running down the inside of both my thighs, and this was very fortunate for both of us or Swati would have rubbed the skin off both of us. We ere both soaked in her pussy juices, and I couldn’t believe se was so turned on for so long. Swati kept up her pace and I could tell she was building to a huge climax. As if to confirm this, she leaned forward into my arms so I could hold her, and she grabbed handfuls of my pillow. “Oh, uh, this is so good dad. Hang on dad, just a little longer,” she pleaded. “Hurry sweetie, I’m close, real close,” I replied, and I was very close. “Hang on dad, hang on. Oh yeah, nearly there, nearly there, oh dad, dad,” she whimpered into my neck. I concentrated like I never had before, on two things. Firstly, not to cum myself; and secondly, but more importantly, not to plunge my dick into my daughter’s pussy. Man, I wanted to fuck her! “Sweetie, hurry,” I moaned. Then She launched her upper body away from mine while pushing her clit hard onto my dick, with her teeth clenched and eyes closed. He body stiffened.“aaahhh, yeah,” she screamed.

She held her position as her orgasm rocked her world, while I lay concentrating. After what seemed like an eternity, she moved her hips and my dick slipped passed from the top of her pussy and slid straight into her warm, wet and magnificent pussy. No sooner had my dick entered, then her love tunnel clamped down on my dick as She continued her orgasm, although it was starting to subside. As soon as I felt her pussy clamp on me, I exploded in an orgasm that nearly caused me to loose consciousness. Well, when I say loose consciousness, I mean my orgasm sucked so much energy out of me I was totally spent. She collapsed too, on top of me, and I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Once we had recovered, after laying in each other’s arms for some time, we spoke of our undying love for each other, and Swati promised that one day she would find a way for us to be together. We both wanted that, as father and daughter and as lovers. The years that followed were a bit like hide-and-seek for She and I, as my wife, her mother flittered in and out of the house. I had the feeling that at some point she must have caught On to Swati and me, at least to some degree anyway. Because she seemed to move from wanting Nothing to do with us, to virtually haunting us. The times Swati and I could spend by ourselves became few and far between. However, we always had after school until Swati began uni, and then everything changed. But until then, I savoured every moment with my beautiful daughter. It was also during this time I profoundly felt Swati had fallen deeply in love with me, as I had with her, and her mother’s antics only served to frustrate Swati all the more because of her change in feelings for me. Last Night

Swati turned 22 years of age three months ago and lives in her own house, as she’s now a nurse and earning good money. I spend far more time at her place that at the family home with my wife. However, last night all that changed. As usual I was ‘visiting’ her, but she had a very special surprise for me. Since she moved out and into her own house, she has become a very independent young woman, but as such she has blossomed as my lover. Last night Swati told me she wanted me to leave her mother and move in with her. “But Sweetie I can’t, what would the neighbours think?” I can’t tell you how much I wanted to live with my daughter, my lover, but I was far too afraid of the gossip and the law. Swati just smiled at me and handed me a brochure. It was from an architectural firm, about their new development. “Dad, at this place I can call you dad and lover at the same time. You can tell me how much you enjoyed our night together in bed, in front of the other tenants.”I was totally confused. “Come on dad, I have something to show you.” With that she led me like my lover, out of her house, into her car and down her road.to a new city a new life where it will be only SWATI and ME. Father. Lover. Husband..

Pehle main aap logon ko apne baare mein bata doon main raj aur mere ghar par bhabhi bhaiya aur ek choti behen rehti haai hai.ek din ki baat hai main colege se wapas aya to bhabhi ne kaha “khana kha loo raj” main bola “bhabhi abhi nahin “asal mein main aaj college mein ek sexy ladki ko dekha tha jab se mujhe mood marne ka maan kar raha tha so main lungi pehen kar chalu ho gaya par darwaza khula reh gaya tha jisk wajah se bhabhi andar agaye aur mujhe mood marte huye dekh liya main kyon ki aankh band kar ke maze se mood mar raha tha so pata nahin chala kab bhabhi andar aagaye.bhabhi boli “kya kar rahe ho “main ghabra gaya aur daar gaya aur lungi neeche kar ke bola “kuch nahi bhabhi” “to kya kar rahe the lungi ke andar hath dekar” main bole “kuch nahi bhabhi” phir achanak bhabhi naram ho gaye aur boli “thik hai dekha to jara tera lunda kaisa hai “main sharma jaya bola”kya bhabhi aap bhi na “are kya hua tere bhaiya ka to chota sa hai tera bhi wais ahi hai kya “main bhi khul gaya aur bola “tum khud hi aa kar dekh lo kaisa hai “bhabhi aage aakar mere lungi ke andar hath de kar mere lunda ko hath mein lee kar boli “wah kya cheez hai raj main to ise apne chut mein lungi “main hairan ho gaya phir boli “raj sach sach bata kabhi kisi ko chodha hai “main bola ‘kya bhabhi ap bhi main bhala kaise kisi ko chod sakta hoon main bas hath gaadi chala kar kaam chala leeta hoon”is par bhabhi boli “koi baat nahin aaj tere bhiya tour pe jaa rahe hai main tujhe mauka doongi aaj mujh par apna lunda istemal karne ka ‘main khush ho gaya aur bola “bhabhi aap ko kiss kar loo”bhabhi boli “haa raj aaj to main tujhe aapna saab kuch dene wali hoon to kiss ka kya hai lee lee par apne bitch jo kuch hoga woh hamare bich rehna chahiye”main bola ‘aap chinta na kare “Bhabhi chali gaye par bechain hogaya aur raat ka intezar karne laga .phir raat ko bhabhi mere kamre mein aaye aur mujhse boli “raj aaj main teri biwi hoon aur mujhe aaj anita keh kar baat karna jaise tere bhaiya karte hai aur haaq se karna darna nahin “main bola “anita darling mere lunda ko chuso “woh boli

Swami apka hookum sa akhe par aur woh aapne sare kapde kholkar mere lungi khol kar mujhe bed par sulakar mere lunda ko muh men lekar boli “wah kya cheez hai tumhara to lekar maza aya gaya “phir karib 15 minute chusne ke baad boli “swami ab kya mere chut par meherbani karege aur Apna lunda ko is ke andar dal kar chodne ka kast karege “main bola “kyon nahin aur maine us raat bhabhi ko sach much biwi ke taarah chodha .is tarah main bhabhi ko bhaiya ke bahar jane par chodne kaga .kuch dino ke baad bhabhi ke bhaiya ka shadi tha so woh apne maa ke ghar chale gaye.aab mujhe haath gaadi chalane ke alawah koi chara nahin tha so ek din main haath gaadi chala raha tha to choti bahen achanak aaye aur mere lunda ko pakad kar boli “bhaiya main hoon na phir kyon mehnat kar rahe hoo”main shock ho gaya dekh kar aur data “kya bolti hai jaa apne kamre mein “woh nahi dari aur boli “mujhe saab maloom hai ki aap bhabhi ko chodte hai Main to sakte mein aa gaya sun kar “tum kisi se bolna mt sweta “”nahin bolugi par aapko waise hi mere sath kar hoga jaise bhabhi ke sath karte the “main bola thik hai “phir kya tha usne mujhe aur aapne ap ko nan ga kiya aur chalu ho gaye .achanak boli “bhaiya gaand maro na “main hairan ho gaya aur bola “kya bolti hai tere gand phat jayega “to boli “aap ka hi maal hai phate chahe kuch bhi ho ilaj to aapko hi karwana hai “main bola “thik hai tel lekar aa “usne teel laya aur apne gaand mein phir mere laund pe acha se lahgaya us ke baaad maine supare ko uske gaand par rakh kar jo thap mara ki “ooi…maaakya karte ho bhaiya aaste maro aapka hi hai jaldi kya hai.age ki kahani agle baar .any one in kolkata desire to have fun can mail me even on phone talking i can make u so hot then u can be satisfied ur self .try waiting for ur all mail. Raj my id [email protected]

(Dear readers this is a narration of the soft love that exists between two women incase your seeking hardcore sexual action please excuse) Hi readers, this is your JJ come back to entertain you with a steamy lesbian stuff. This happens in Chennai in fact just off the newly developed area off OMR. Two fascinating girls in their mid twenties who work for a Insurance BPO working in different shifts share a rented house. Bhagyashri & Sanjana both had looks that could kill or can I call gorgeous looking females. The narration below is the lesbian relationship that blooms between them, surely none was a lesbian a incident brings them close to each other. Having just moved into a spacious, double-bedroom home, Bhagyashri and Sanjana settled into their new life. Bhagyashri and Devanand had been dating for over a year, and to the common person, they seemed deeply in love. Sanjana on the other hand, suffered from a series of failed relationships with young men her age & had developed a hatred for men. On the other hand Devanand thou staying with his friends a couple of kilometers away use to visit Bhagyashri often & it looked like all three of them stayed together It was perfect. All three worked in the same company and enjoyed life to the fullest they were known for staying up late to watch movies, or to discuss life’s many mysteries. There were no odd feelings of distrust or worry between them whatsoever. All of them kept odd hours, yet always seemed to find time to visit and catch up on day to day life. On some days, Devanand would catch Sanjana walking from her room half-dressed, but usually didn’t think anything about it. Nudity, or odd situations just didn’t seem to affect the three.

They were all relatively normal as far as social standards were concerned. No one ever did drugs, or walk a dangerous line in any facet of their life. It was becoming a safe harbor for peace and happiness… At least until the day that Devanand suddenly was gone. Apparently, Dev had become unsure about his affair with Bhagyashri. Their long term commitment was beginning to unravel at the seam, and no one seemed to know this except for Dev himself. This all seemed so unlike Dev to just suddenly leave Bhagyashri like this… Sanjana couldn’t understand what he was thinking to leave a woman like Bhagyashri. Not that he belonged to a different caste had everything to do with a relationship, but Sanjana thought Bhagyashri was the perfect mate for anyone lucky enough to capture this woman. Bhagyashri was blessed with a shapely shrine of flesh. Alluring and intoxicating to anyone who had the opportunity to gaze into her profound black eyes, her body was of robust, yet toned proportion. Full, abounding breasts… Curves and features that simply made her irresistible. Her elongated, bleached black hair fell past her lower back, and was kept that way since her teenage years. Her gloden skin was unblemished by time, or age in every way.

She appeared as a silky Angel of innocence in the winter, and in the summer, she was a golden temple of sensuality and seduction– thrilling to the eye and mind in every way possible. Not the bulky woman most would get to see in India, Bahgyashri’s body was filled with luscious curves adorning her thighs and stomach, as well as her voluptuous hind flesh. Her round, fleshy ass was shaped perfectly… Her lower back dipping into her spine, her ass gently spanning outward and formed two of the most delicious ass cheeks a woman could have. And yes, Sanjana was envious of this creature.

Sanjana was amazed at how little Bahgyashri reacted to Devanand’s abandonment. Not the usual torrent of tears and cries, She remained calm and collected during the next few days. Sanjana didn’t want to say anything for fear it would open a door that should remain closed. At night, Bhagyashri softly closed the door, and remained inside until the next day when she had to work. It was as if Sanjana was watching her friend shift from a fun-loving young woman, to a reserved, bitter woman. Sanjana spent the next few days worrying about her friend. And, it was no fault when her mind began envisioning various erotic scenarios with her luscious roommate. Was this so wrong in aspiring to be with such an enticing women? “Am I becoming a lesbian?” she asked herself as images of the voluptuous troso and her swarmed throughout the young woman’s mind. She had never considered herself attracted to other women before. Beth had a enticing body, full, spherical breasts that cried out for affection… Healthy, savory abdomens that cried out for impregnation. It was all too much for her mind, and her senses begged for release. And at the height of her peak, Sanjana gently whispered the name that was ringing true in her ears… Bahgyashri.

The next day, Sanjana woke up early and was surprised to find Devanand moving about in the house just to take away any of his belongings that he might have forgotten and left back. Respecting the two’s privacy, Sanjana remained out of their way for the rest of the day, until she had to go to work. And then, she didn’t make any effort whatsoever to bid her roommate’s lover farewell, despite her deepest desire to do so. That night at work, all she could reflect upon was Bhagyashri. What was she doing– thinking, wearing? How was she handling Dev’s recent departure from her life? Was this a perfect opportunity for her to seduce the object of her many desires, or to leave her alone for the wounds to heal. On her break that night; Sanjana took an extra few minutes to call Bhagyashri at home, just to make sure how she was. She held her breath, realizing that the words she would utter would (now) be from a concerned lover who only wanted to cradle her wounded beauty. Her voice trembled with anxiety…”Bhagyashri, this is Sanjana. I just… Wanted to see how you were.” She again sighed heavily, feeling the love swell beyond the limits of her soul. “I was thinking about you. “Sanjana?” uttered a feeble sounding Bhagyashri.”Bhagya?” replied a surprised, yet relieved Sanjana.

“How are you?” she asked.”Okay. I was asleep.” Bhagyashri replied. “Are you at work?””Yea. I’m on break, and was thinking about you. I hope you’re okay.” Sanjana was becoming confident in her speech. She heard Bhagya in appreciation for her thoughtfulness.”That means so much, Sanjana. Thanks… I’ll be alright.” said a much more relaxed Bhagya.”You didn’t deserve what he did to you, Bhagya. What an asshole.””He had his reasons, I’m sure.” replied Bhagyashri. Always the kind and forgiving woman, Sanjana leaned back against the wall, rolling her eyes back in her head… Totally smitten with this girl.”You’re so forgiving. I wish it didn’t have to happen to good people like you.” Sanjana said. If Bhagya only knew just how much Sanjana was falling for her. “Do you want me to bring home anything when I get off work?” she asked, a little more energetically.”Yea.” said a flirtatious Bhagyashri. “Bring us home a pack of your favorite ice cream, and i’ll help you destroy it!” A thin smile came across Sanjana’s face, hearing the hope emerging from Bhagya’s voice. Biting on her nail, Sanjana was soon fidgeting around like a teenager prepared for her first date.

“Yea?” asked Sanjana. “Maybe a movie CD, too. What do you want to see? You name it.””Hmmm. I don’t know. You decide.” said a happy Bhagyashri.”Okay.” said Sanjana, realizing she had to get back to work. “I need go now. I’ll see you after 11, okay? Movie CD, ice cream, and all.” Sanjana said.”It’s a date, sweetie!” replied Bhagyashri, laughing to herself.”Did you take your silly pill today?” asked a coy Sanjana.”Of course! I’d rather be laughing than crying, sweetheart! Wouldn’t you?” she asked.Sanjana leaned her head against the wall, twirling the phone cord around her thumb– hopelessly daydreaming of potential romance.”Yea.” Whispered Sanjana as the tone of her voice oozed pure devotion.”I’m glad you called.” replied Bhagyashri, in a more serious tone.”I wanted to.” Replied Sanjana.”Really?” asked Bhagyashri.”Really.” Urgency crept out from under Sanjana’s voice. Bhagyashri was caught slightly off guard, but kept the conversation up beat.”Okay, i’ll see you after work. Be ready to get fat, babe!” she said as both shared a much needed laugh.”Okay. Bye.” said Sanjana as she hung up. Leaning her forehead against the wall, she felt as if she was floating in mid-air.The last few hours of work seemed to drag along at a snail’s pace, but when she clocked out, she knew that it was all over, at least for a few days. Stopping by the Spencer’s store, Sanjana picked out bucket of Cookies and Cream because she knew that was Bhagyashri’s favorite. After her purchase, Sanjana made her way to the pick up a DVD to get their movie a clear X rated all women. What would Bhagyashri of this movie she was confused as she approached home. “Hey!” said Bhagyashri saw Sanjana walk inside.”You didn’t start the party without me, did you?” asked Sanjana with a wry smile on her face. She took a brief moment to let the image of Bhagyashri’s smile permanately ingrain itself into her mind. Getting out from her blanket, Bhagyashri made her way over to where Sanjana stood. She noticed what she was wearing… Thin, pink chudi that barely concealed her annular ass cheeks.

“Set these down.” she said as the bags softly settled onto the floor. Sanjana’s heart skipped a beat… “What is she doing?” she thought as Bhagya initiated a tender embrace. Perplexed, Sanjana returned the hug… She was so incredibly warm.”Thanks for calling me. You were the only one who thought to do that. It really meant a lot.” whispered Bhagyashri into Sanjana’s already trembling ear. For a fleeting moment of uncertainty, Sanjana didn’t know what to do, or say. All she could do was hold her… To grasp that priceless woman whom she’d fallen deeply in love with over the last few months.”Now, let’s see what you got me!” said an ecstatic Bhagyashri, almost as if she were a little girl on Christmas morning. Sanjana had kept the DVD tucked away in her purse for safekeeping, so she knew the situation wouldn’t present itself at an odd moment. A radiating smile graced across Bhagyashri’s gorgeous face as she lifted the ice cream out of the bag, holding it as a game show hostess would an expensive prize. Sanjana giggled, seeing Bhagyashri mock some famous celebrity. After opening the treat, the two settled back for a night of movies, and fattening foods. It was their night to let their hair down…It was well into the night when Bhagyashri fell asleep on the floor. Sanjana, who also sat on the floor, was fighting to keep her eyes open. Some half-witted show was on the TV, and Sanjana could have cared less. It was then the thoughts began racing through her mind… She sat up, and reached for the DVD in her purse nearby. Glancing over at Bhagyashri, who was laying on her stomach, Sanjana felt that now was as good as a time as any. How would Bhagyashri react? What would she say? There was only one way to find out… Sanajana nervously pressed the play button, and left the room. She wanted the sounds to fill the room first… Perhaps a way to subconsciously plant the thought into the young woman’s mind

In the bathroom, the smitten young Sanjana nervously fixed her hair. Gazing into the mirror, she doubted herself time and time again. “What if I’m not good enough for her?” As she shed her garments, she slid on her pink nightgown. She knew pink was Bhagyashri’s favorite color, and felt that it would be a nice added gesture. Walking back into the room, Sanjana saw the television still blaring. Much to her surprise, there sat Bhagyashri… Gazing at the images on the screen with a look of utter astonishment. Sanjana stopped mid-pace, seeing the paralyzed object of her desire.”I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have left that on.” said Sanjana as she quickly shut the TV off-not wanting to be obvious about her intent. Bhagyashri gazed upward, noticing Sanjana’s revealing wardrobe.”It’s okay. I heard these moans and gasps, and looked up to see these women kissing.” she laughed. “i’ve never been woken up to that before.” she said as she stood up to stretch. “It looked interesting at the store, so I thought I’d check it out. I wasn’t trying to make you feel uncomfortable” trembled Sanjana.”It’s okay. Put it back on.” replied Bhagyashri as she sat back down, ready to watch all four hours of the DVD.”Really?” asked Sanjana.”Why not? I’ve always wanted to see what it looked like.” Said Bhagyashri as she fluffed up her pillow, settling in. As Sanjana turned around, a warm smile graced her face as she happily placed the disk back inside the machine. Heading back to the sofa nearby, Bhagyashri noticed her roommate sitting on the sofa opposite her.

“You can sit over here. I don’t bite.” Said Bhagyashri, waving her over. Her heart skipping a beat, Sanjana did so, sitting next to the woman who held her heart captive. Their attention went to the images displayed in front of them…The first scene was of two voluptuous, tanned brunettes bathing in what looked like an old Roman bath. Their movements were slow and careful, taking extra time to wash each inch of their bodies. A flurry of kisses soon followed, each one more aggressive than the last. The scene then dissolved into a dining area, where all they could see was a pair of oiled buttocks raised from beneath the table. Adorning the fleshy globes were an assortment of fruits and leafy vegetables, making the flesh appear to be the main course of a very special dinner. The other brunette was led in, completely blindfolded, by two other exquisite female servants. Securing her hands behind her back, the two slaves sat her in a chair, and placed her beside the table where her feast awaited. Unraveling the blindfold, the slaves departed the room in respect for their Master’s meal. Attentive to the sight, the Master leaned over, and took one of the grapes between her teeth. Applying gentle pressure, the grape’s juices burst forth, marinating the bronzed spheres below. As the juice deluged the skin, she watched as it gradually settled between the heightened knolls of subdued flesh. Parting her lips, the Master then delicately grazed the surface of the cheeks-warming the skin with her anxious breath. Her movements were painstakingly slow, but certainly appreciative. Turning her face, she rested her cheek against the plumpness of her slave’s rear. With eyes closed, she nuzzled the moistened globe with her face, slowly turning to plant a bountiful kiss upon the beloved nourishment. It was then Bhagya and Sanjana lost sight of the Master’s lips, as it fell between the elevated cleavage. A gasp of astonishment came from Bhagyashri…

“Total surrender. She totally gave herself to that her.” remarked Bhagya. Sanjana looked at her friend with a hushed gaze of agreement as she turned the television off. Silence crept into the room as Bhagyashri still gazed at the blank screen. An unsettled stillness saturated the room. The moment Presented itself better than Sanjana had thought. If she was going to surrender herself to Bhagyashri, Now was that chance.”I know what she must have felt like… Giving herself to her like that.” uttered a poised Sanjana. She was indeed sure of herself-the thoughts, and her love. Bhagyashri’s gaze slowly shifted to the woman sitting next to her… Sharing a gaze that spoke a thousand words, Bhagya felt there was more that should be said.”How do you know that?” asked Bhagyashri. With that, Sanjana gathered her convictions, and raised up before her, standing in front of her object of wanton desire. A shared look of lust was cast as Bhagyashri watched Sanjana’s hands reach up to grasp the thin straps that held her nightgown on. Bhagyashri then took notice of Sanjana’s well-defined body, concealed beneath the thin material. She had looked at her roommate’s features before, but never in such a manner. Bhagyashri’s heart skipped several beats as she struggled to catch her breath… For once in her life, Sanjana knew exactly what she was doing, and this by all means was the moment that would define her entire existence.”Because… I would totally surrender myself to you. I love you, Bhagya. I always have.” As the last word escaped Sanjana’s lips, Bhagyashri watched as the soft, pink nightgown drop to the floor. Disrobed completely, Bhagyashri’s expression fell void… Never before had a woman done this for her… Directly in front of her was a woman, young and so in love with her. So taken that she would sacrifice all that she had ever known for just this one chance… A wager on what she felt was right. Not one stitch of clothing hung from Sanjana’s flesh…

“Oh my God.” Bhagyashri uttered helplessly as she could not help to stare at Sanjana’s healthy breasts. She slowly crept forward, as Bhagyashri was still motionless. What would Bhagya do? She had never been in a situation like this before, especially with someone who adored her as much as Sanjana did. Before long, Bhagya’s face was directly in front of Sanjana’s ripe cleavage. Her stare was affixed on the incredible sight as an erect nipple softly brushed across her face. A defenseless moan of astonishment came from Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana’s hands clutch the sides of her face, motioning her to look up. “i’ll stop if you want.” whispered Sanjana as her eyes still held it’s command on Bhagyashri. She could stop this, right now if she wanted to. Turn her back on this moment– this delicate, shapely woman. Lifting both her hands, Bhagyashri took hold of her fingers, threading them between her own, and with a sigh of assurance and grace, she confidently uttered… “No. I want this. I want… You.” A smile washed across Sanjana’s face as her hands tightened their hold. Bhagya felt both of Sanjana’s soft breasts nuzzle closer, almost enshrining her head between her incredible breasts. Unhurried, Sanjana leaned over, raising Bhagyashri’s youthful face… Not a sound could be heard, or a doubt felt as Sanjana parted her lips. “Oh My God.” Yielded Bhagyashri as her eyelids fluttered closed. She took a deep breath and held it as if she were dipping beneath the water for a swim. Tepid warmth gradually enshrouded her motionless mouth. No force, no urgent pressure… Just warmth, just love. It was in this glowing radiance that Bhagyashri realized she was sharing her very first kiss with a female. So many thoughts raced through her mind as she felt Sanjana’s lips fondle hers. For some reason, Bhagyashri let go of the breath she held in her lungs. Blending it with a moan of total and unconditional abandonment, Bhagyashri knew she was going to be with this woman for a very long time.

Their lips completely pressed together, Bhagyashri allowed herself to be swallowed whole by this female. Never before had any man blessed her with such a kiss. This was far more distinct. Minutes flowed past, yet both were not keeping count. Eyes fastened shut, and mouths secure, Sanjana eased her tongue outward, falling into Bhagyashri’s awaiting, and most willing mouth. Again, Bhagya moaned, realizing that another woman was savoring her saliva. Another woman… The thought sent an uncontrollable shudder throughout her subdued body. Sanjana inched her mouth away briefly.”I love you so much.” Whispered an undoubted Sanjana. “I always have. Ever since I met you.” With that, Bhagyashri briskly kissed her again, this time with unbridled pungency. Sanjana digested her fervor, and met her kiss with equal eagerness. Their lips parted as Bhagyashri burrowed her face between Sanjana’s shapely cleavage. Feeling each tender breast on the sides of her face, Bhagyashri cooed her delight.”This is so right.” Her arms wrapped themselves around Sanjana’s back, bringing her face deeper into the fold. How could any woman resist such passion– such intensity? Why did Sanjana wait so long to induct Bhagyashri into her world of indulgence? Wherever Sanjana was taking her, Bhagyashri willingly allowed her to be her chieftain. Bhagya’s gaze looked upward to catch Sanjana’s stare… There, tucked safely between her nourishing breasts was Bhagya’s glowing face. Just as she had dreamt for so many months.

“You’re so beautiful.” echoed Sanjana. Her maternal instincts briefly took hold, and wanted Bhagyashri to feed from her life-giving breasts. Bhagya’s hands extended up to clutch each precious mound… Her fingernails dug themselves into the soft flesh, pressing the masses together as her tongue extended out to savor Sanjana’s flesh. Sanjana, crippled in total awe, leaned over, and rested her head atop Bhagyashri’s. Her lengthy strands of hair fell about, engulfing Bhagyashri’s face totally. She could hear faint, muffled moans of ecstasy rustling from the depths of her buxom cleavage. This was simply too much as Sanjana curled her arms around Bhagya to ensure she would never leave her.

The two stood up; their gaze still affixed on one another. Sanjana took Bhagyashri by her hands, and motioned for her to follow her. No words needed to be spoken, for both knew what was about to happen. They were to consummate this loving union. Sanjana sauntered backwards, still clutching Bhagyashri’s soft, motherly hands. Their gaze not broken as the two made their way down the hallway. The two were walking into foreign territory, yet together, as their entwined hands perfectly symbolized, they would discover things together, with each other… As one.The door to Bhagyashri’s bedroom crept open, as Sanjana was the first to enter. She wanted to be in her bedroom since this was where her angel rested her wings at night. This was her shrine, her temple of beauty and splendor. Sanjana was still unclothed as Bhagyashri’s gaze fell down to admire her hour glass figure. That smooth, fleshy stomach… Her broad, yet modest shoulders. Ample hips that could easily bear a child… Both were now in her room, still quiet. Bhagyashri then reached under her night wear shirt, and began to lift off the constraining material.”Can I take off your clothes?” asked a somewhat bashful Sanjana. With a warm smile, Bhagya extended her hands outward, happily granting her request. As she wove herself into her arms, Sanjana coquettishly admitted;

“i’ve always wanted to do that. You just don’t know how long i’ve wanted this.”With her admission, Bhagyashri blushed with a telling smile.”I never knew you cared for me like this. Why didn’t you ever say anything?” asked Bhagyashri. Their lips delicately brushed against each other’s as Sanjana answered.”I thought you would have turned me away. I was so scared.” whispered a fragile Sanjana. A quick, reassuring kiss soothed the doubt away…”No. I never would do that.” assured Bhagyashri. Her words were spoken softly, almost hushed in a way. “But I’m glad you finally told Me.” Said Bhagya as she followed with a devoted kiss.”Really?” asked Sanjana as she leaned her head back, exposing her bare neck for Bhagyashri’s delight.Her lips anchored themselves upon her luscious flesh, moaning an intangible response of “Yes”. Bhagyashri’s hands reached up to hold Sanjana’s shoulders in place as she eased her back. Sanjana stretched her neck back, letting her curled, elongated locks dangle freely behind her. She was in total rapture… The woman she had so long desired and secretly loved was now sowing bountiful wet kisses upon her neck. She just couldn’t believe that Bhagyashri had accepted this. How fortunate could one be?

Bhagya poised herself back, standing straight as Sanjana’s hands tumbled down Bhagyashri’s side, still enveloped in a vigorous kiss. Her fingertips clinched the bottom of Bhagya’s night shirt as Sanjana unwillingly broke her kiss to watch Bhagyashri become completely unveiled. She so wanted to see this shrine of complete beauty, total magnificence in every way imaginable. Her abdomen was the first to feel the brisk air as the heavy material lifted up. Sanjana whimpered as she saw the body being totally unsheathed. Bhagya willfully lifted her arms above her head as Sanjana inched the shirt along, now revealing the fullness of her deserving breasts.”Oh, Bhagya.” Sanjana whispered faintly as her senses were flooded with the view. As Bhagyashri’s lengthy hair lifted along with the shirt, Sanjana quickly glanced to take in the full vista of her womanly outline. The way the curves flowed upward into her stomach, bending into her top half that retained her breasts. Her breasts were so full, quite a generous serving for whomever was fortunate enough to claim Bhagyashri as their lover. Her skin was flawless… No sign of any imperfections whatsoever. Sanjana thought Bhagyashri had larger breasts than she did, but now she was convinced they both had equal mass. And her areolas… They were perfectly placed on the top of her mounds, as if it were like a Chocolate to Kiss. As the shirt made its way past her wrists, Sanjana felt a sudden whisk of cool air sweep across her face, coming from Bhagya’s black locks settling across her now bare shoulders. The fragrance of her hair filled Sanjana’s nostrils as she shivered in ecstasy. Quickly letting go of the shirt, Sanjana’s face suddenly was void of all expression as the two suddenly fell into a profound stare. Taking hold of each other’s hands, Bhagyashri watched as Sanjana slowly knelt in front of her. For a fleeting moment, Bhagyashri thought she was to ask her hand in marriage. At least that’s what most do, and if Sanjana had asked that, Bhagyashri would have joyfully said yes– although she wouldn’t confess that secret as of yet. All Bhagyashri could do was watch Sanjana as she inched closer to her body. There, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri’s creamy abdomen. Every inch of Bhagya was susceptible to Sanjana’s deep appreciation, yet her stomach held its command on her. She watched with reverence as Bhagyashri took in each breath… Raising her palm, she rested the flat of her hand upon Bhagya’s toned skin. Closing her eyes, she brought her lips closer, gently kissing Bhagyashri’s supple skin. Gingerly, she then pressed her cheek against her stomach, gasping as she did. For Sanjana, nothing would give her greater satisfaction than to crawl inside her womb, becoming Reborn in Bhagyashri’s shining wake. She loved her that much. And it was her womb that Sanjana felt Most comfortable next to. It glowed with fertile opportunity in so many ways. Her hands fluttered up along Bhagyashri’s freshly shaven legs to her waist, gripping the elastic band that held the pink night pants. With a sensitive nudge, she motioned Bhagyashri to turn around for her, so she could attest that the riddance of the flimsy cloth would reveal two of the most mouth-watering ass cheeks she had ever seen. At certain times, Sanjana would sneak a quick glance at Bhagyashri bathing, and it never ceased to amaze her that her eyes would always saturate themselves with Bhagyashri’s splendid backside. There was no longer the walls of secrecy and concealment of her hunger. Now, as she gently slipped the elastic band past the summit of Bhagya’s globes, she sighed, finally at ease with herself, and her powerful feelings for Bhagyashri. Sanjana noticed how the snug material seemed to press into the fleshy skin. With each hand on Bhagyashri’s side, she delicately lowered the pants passed the width of her hips. Releasing her fingers, she felt the fabric fall around Bhagyashri’s ankles. Now, directly in front of her was Bhagyashri’s ass… Unblemished, and immaculate.”You’re so beautiful, Bhagya” remarked Sanjana as her grateful fingertips grazed each supple cheek.”Your ass… It’s so wonderful.””Yea?” inquired Bhagyashri as she looked behind her right shoulder to see the spectacle.”Oh God yes.” answered Sanjana in defining awe.Her lips quickly divided themselves as she drove her face into the thickness of Bhagyashri’s right cheek, sealing a moist kiss upon the sacred skin.”Oooh.” replied Bhagyashri as she felt Sanjana’s tongue upon her flesh. “No one’s ever kissed my ass like that before.””No one’s ever loved you like I love you before.”Sanjana quickly placed another kiss upon a different portion of her ass. Warm, thick saliva coated the area where her initial kiss was, and it was all Sanjana could do from not going completely mad, devouring her entire ass. Bhagyashri leaned forward, arching her back slightly so that Sanjana could easily relish more of her. Bhagyashri’s eyes clamped shut as she felt Sanjana’s torrid breath cascade over her well rounded spheres.”Uhmmmmm” was all Bhagyashri heard as she knew Sanjana would appreciate seeing her hunched over.

Sanjana couldn’t say a thing since her mouth was absorbing itself amid the savory cleavage of her ass. Suddenly, Bhagya felt her back off. Looking around, she saw Sanjana on her knees, trying to collect her senses.”Oh my.” she sighed. “I can’t have too much of a good thing.” Said Sanjana as she stood up.Bhagya turned to meet her in an irrefutable kiss. Bhagyashri held Sanjana’s head in her hands as she purred with affection.”Make love to me, Sanjana…” uttered Bhagya as she planted several wet kisses across her face, and forehead. “Make me your woman. I want to be yours.”Tears nearly seized Sanjana as she heard Bhagyashri express her unconditional oath. With urgency, Sanjana’s arms grasped Bhagyashri’s frame, thrusting the both of them backward onto Bhagyashri’s mattress. Bhagya’s hair flattened out upon the comforter as yet another kiss beguiled the young woman. Sanjana was atop her as her arms still held its grasp. Bhagyashri was taken by her frenzy, but was reassured as Sanjana’s moans of bliss echoed throughout her ears.Their kiss was unmistakable. Their bond was flourishing with each passing moment. The slurps of their wet kisses filled the room as tongues intermeshed, lips quivered in wonder… A tear inched out of Sanjana’s eye as phrases and expressions of love were exchanged. There were no hurried or rapid movements on this night. Every ounce of Sanjana’s existence was poured upon Bhagyashri. Arms were stretched, muscles were massaged, and knolls of flesh worshipped in various ways… The two women left no stone upturned. Bhagyashri had never thought much about being involved with a woman until this night. Never before had she believed that another woman could carry such relevance with another. Admittedly, she assumed the role as the submissive One during the early hours of the night. But as the night handed over its authority to the early morning, Bhagyashri was transformed into a woman of boldness, a woman of unbridled seduction… She had become the enslaved torso of Sanjana’s heart and soul. And before the two collapsed from exhaustion at 6 am the next day, she was fully convinced that she had fallen deeply in love with her roommate. As Sanjana drifted off into sleep, lying upon Bhagyashri’s left breast (she found that she fancied listening to her heartbeat), Bhagyashri gently woke her to express her feelings. Her drowsiness quickly faded away as the two sealed their union with a kiss, along with several tears of joy and serenity.The days and weeks that soon followed were wonderful. Sanjana had moved out of her old bedroom, and moved into Bhagya’s, leaving it as their guestroom. Bhagyashri soon ordained that her bed was now “our” bed, and even her language changed. Her expressions now consisted of “us”, or “we”. Pictures of the two soon decorated their house as the romance blossomed into a passionate, life-long love affair. Everything they did, they did together as a couple. They didn’t care what others thought as they openly showed their affection in public. Sanjana loved to buy Bhagyashri anything that had the color pink in it. They were always exchanging love cards, notes, anything to remind the other of the love in their hearts. When Sanjana had to be at work before Bhagyashri, she would always leave love notes on the mirror in the bathroom. And on the days when Sanjana woke up earlier, she would sit beside their bed, and gaze at the well-defined muscles in Bhagyashri’s back. She loved running the tip of her ring finger along her spine. And, on occasions, Sanjana would wake Bhagyashri by engulfing her moist tongue in the furrow of her breast. It was irrefutable. Their souls were forever fused together by an undeniable love. They continued to live happily ever after. Your valuable feedback and comments to [email protected] please. . . .

Hi my name is Sonu. In this story I world tell you how my tuition teacher fucked my mom aisha. She is 42 years of age but looks not more than 35. She is a very fair lady like Iranian ladies. She has got a good pair of boobs. When she walks her big ass swings from here and there. I suppose she does it to attract males and to get male attention. My dad is an army personnel. He comes home in six months or so. So my mom does not get an ample amount of fucking sessions. So she was just a sex starved lady as far as I can get an idea about her. I must tell you more about her. She is some 5”4 in height and has very long hair. When she goes out of home she wears a burqah as is the tradition in our religion. But still somehow she displays the contours of her body. In home when she is in a salwar suit her hair reach up to her asshole. She many times keep them open. Now I will tell you about the incident. I was having some difficulty in mathematics and I contacted my school teacher named amit mishra. He was very handsome man and most of my school girls were impressed by his dashing personality. He was around six feet tall and fair and looked like as if he used to workout a lot. It seemed he has a lot of stamina in his body regarding sex. But I never thought that he would fuck my own mom in near future. He agreed to come to my home for giving me tuitions. I was 15 at that time and was in tenth standard. When he came for the first time my mom greeted him and made him sit on sofa and called me. She then went away. She then went in kitchen and to bring tea. After sometime she brought tea and when she bend to place the cups over the table she showed her cleavage. I was shocked to see this.

But what could I say. After some days she started calling her amit and he used to call her aisha. I could sense some sort of affection between the two but I was helpless as I needed help in maths and from now I was getting good marks in school tests. I was happy with that.I saw that now she used to sit with us and amit sir now gave more attention on her rather teaching me. Some days later I bought a new computer and also we had internet connection in it. My mom asked amit sir to teach her computers. He happily agreed as now he would be getting more time to spend with thae lady of his dreams. I used to play cricket after my tuitions and so he and my mom were now alone in home. My sister used to work in an office and she returned late night. So they were alone. For the first day regarding her computer tuitions I went outside the house and then returned back in sometime. While entering the house I did not make any noise. I went near to that room quietly and watched what was going on there. I saw that he has opened yahoo.com and was creating my mom’s mail account. Everything was ok by now. He then logged her on yahoo messenger and added himself in his frind list. He said whenever u r free just log on to yahoo and chaqt with people. He also taught her regarding voice chat. He then opened another site after closing all this. It was a website of photos of various holywood and bollywood actresses. He also showed her many actors and models pics. He then said that even I look like these. My mom laughed at this. He showed his muscles to her.

My mom was quite impressed by that. When he started wearing his shirt again mom asked him to be like that. He asked he do u like me without shirt. My mom smilingly said yes. He then said. I want to say one thing to you. I like you although u r married and mother of two. My mom replied that she too has developed a sense of liking him. Both smiled at each other and now he kept his hand on my mom’s shoulder. My mom just submitted her body to him. He just hugged her and kissed her on her lips.Even I don’t understand how it happened so fast. My mom was now completely over taken by that fellow. I was a bit angry too. But I was getting a hard on so I just kept on seeing what was going on there.My Mom had totally submitted her body to amit sir. I think she had fell in love or may be she wanted sex that’s why she did so. But whatever be the case I was enjoying. He then took her dupatta and threw it on bed. My mom seemed to be thirsty and had a great desire for sex. She was acting wildly with amit sir. She had taken him in her tight embrace. Her hands moved all over the back of amit sir and so did amit’s hands. He was constantly kissing her face so as to bring her in heat. He was also applying some pressure through his chest so that her big 36 sized boobs were coming out of her salwar. They wanted some freedom. He now started kissing her neck and she was getting more heated. Now even he started touching her pussy to make it wet. And with one hand he now started pressing her boobs. But suddenly her left her and said remove ur bra. She obeyed and removed her bra. He came forward and again took her in his embrace. This time he was more concentrating towards her boobs.He was playing with her boobs now. Her boobs were so big that he could not take just one boobs in both of his hands. I could understand that that she was enjoying a lot in this wild game. He was becoming a bit wild in this . He then removed her salwar from her body and then her kameez. He then undid her panties. I saw my moms cunt covered by shining black hair. They shined even more than her hair. He was now touching her cunt and inserted her thumb in her cunt. He started playing with it. My mom was enjoying this finger fucking. He now lied her on bed and started touching her cunt with his dick as he was naked in his lower parts by now. My mom was moaning by now..

He made her cum and after some time I saw some liquid coming out from her cunt. But still he did not cum. I was astonished to see the capacity of this man. After some time when he had played enough with her body he sat on one side of bed and made mom to sit on floor naked. He then took his dick and started touching it with her lips and all over her face and even neck.. My mom was so horny that she took that nine inch “hammer” into her mouth and started sucking it. She holded its base from one hand and was sucking it like a slut. After some 30 minutes of sucking he ejaculated and made mom to suck all that. My mom was his cum not very happy after drinking but ah she was in great sex desires she did it. He took her to adjoining bathroom and there what they did don’t know. But they must have enjoyed a lot there. When they came out I saw tears in my mom’s eyes. She wanted real sex now but amit sir said that I will go now and the first time I do it with you you shud be in saree. My mom promised him that she will now wear sarees. When he was abt to leave my mom hugged him and they kissed other passionately and again he pinched her nipples by taking his hands under her salwar. My mom liked all it.He instructed my mom to be in saree and blouses from now and blouse shud be deep cut from back and front. And no bra no panty and nom petticoat. My mom happily agreed. When he was abt to come to door I just hid myelf behind a sofa and saw him going out of the house. I did not find a reason why he did not fuck my mom and I could sense some frustration in mom’s eyes of not getting such a big dick in her cunt. May be my dad had a small dick. And he wanted a big one that’s y she was doing all this.

I was 13 at that time, staying in the Ballygunje locality of Calcutta. A small non-descript and very narrow blind-lane consisting of 8-10 houses with 15-20 families constituted my immediate neighborhood and since it was a blind lane the families were pretty close to each other and shared a good relationship with each other. I and five boys of my age were great friends, but our gang also had a 2-3 boys around 8-9 years of age but they also played with us. One of them was Bubun who lived in a house just opposite to mine. Bubun was a good pal of mine and the fact that we studied at the same school also helped our friendship. As my mother had to leave for her job early in the morning, I often went to school with Bubun who was generally taken to school by his mother Munna Mausi. It is an incident with Munna Mausi that I shall narrate and you will understand that it was my first serious encounter with the charms of a woman and hence something that will be etched pretty sharply in my mind forever.

At 13, I was like most Indian boys of that age. My dick had growing at a good pace – with my natural curiosity and observation powers I had noticed the growth spurt that had occurred in that organ in the last one year and also noticed that a soft fuzz had started to grow in my pubic area. I did have a few nocturnal emissions also and also had accidentally discovered masturbation – although it was a painstaking job in those days – after a lot of effort only a thin stream of juice escaped from my semi-matured dick. A friend used to pinch the Debonair and some other foreign hard-core porno picture magazines form his unmarried uncle’s cache and we used to drool over those pictures of naked Indian women in Debonair and the men and women engaged in XXX acts in the foreign magazines. And thanks to a more serious paperback called The Art of Erotic Life which was a more clinical exposition of the human sexual act – it had pencil sketches of the various postures and biological drawings of the sex-organs – I and my friends were aware and confused about sex at the same time. It was around this time that I and my friends began to look upon Munna Mausi as something more than just a mausi or Bubun’s mother.

Let me describe Munna Mausi for you. She was truly a voluptuous woman of around 33-34, she was fair and fairly tall and had large boobs which got accentuated by the tight and low-cut blouses she habitually wore. Often she used to chat from her balcony on the first floor and as she lived bang opposite of our house I could sometimes get a very good view of her deep cleavage, when her aanchal got accidentally displaced, from our balcony on the second floor. Munna Mausi seemed pretty casual about it. Often her aanchal remained out of place for long periods of time, tingling my adolescent senses a great deal. In fact, I shared this fact with my best pal Bittu and so he and I made it a point to be in our balcony as much as we could whenever we heard her chatting from her balcony. But I must admit that there were no hard-core fantasies about her – she was still a mausi – a friend’s mother and thus a taboo although we both crazy about her cleavage show. And then one day an incident happened, which though left me pretty dazed and confused at that time, but which I realized with hindsight as my first true sexual encounter…

It was our summer holidays and since we had much less work in the holidays than today’s kids we had a lot of time for fun and games. In the afternoons our gang regularly went to the nearby park where we played soccer with gay abandon. We returned home after sunset covered with sweat and grime but happy as a lark. One day, my mother had an appointment with a doctor and it was not possible for her to be around at the time I would return after our games. She told me to stay back home but I threw a huge tantrum. My mother had to let me go and play. When we were going out Munna Mausi was seeing off her son Bubun and so my mother requested her to take care of me when we came back in the evening till she returned and could take me back home. Munna Mausi readily agreed and all problems were solved. Our gang went off to play. After the games were over we came back; Bubun and I went to his house. We were pretty dirty and were sweating profusely in the muggy and hot weather. Seeing our conditions Munnadi asked us to take off our T-shirts and be comfortable. We also washed our hands and faces and she said she’ll prepare our snacks. Bubun and I started to play ludo in the drawing room still sweaty and dirty. After 5 -6 minutes Munna Mausi came back and took a good look at us and said, “Bubun, toke ektu chan koriye di, ja ghemechish aar nongra hoyechish.” (Bubun, let me bathe you; you are sweating and dirty.) Bubun obeyed his mother and went off to the bath. I picked up a Tintin comics and started to leaf through it.

A few moments later I heard the sound of water coming from there bathroom and realized that Bubun was being bathed by his mother. I concentrated on reading the comics. 5-6 minutes later I heard Munna Mausi calling me, so I went to the bathroom. There I saw Munna mausi toweling off Bubun who was absolutely nude but the little kid he was, Bubun was absolutely unabashed about the whole thing. Munna Mausi told me I too was very dirty and should take my bath. I obediently nodded my head not knowing what to say. She finished toweling Bubun and asked me to step into the bathroom. She finished drying Bubun, dressed him in fresh clothes and then ordered him to go out. I stood in the bathroom awaiting my chance and I also thought that she too would go out of the bathroom. Munna mausi asked me if I could manage my wash alone and since I could do so at that time I told her I could manage on my own. Munna mausi was not convinced and said “ Tui parbi-na, ami tor ga dhuye dicchi.” (You will not be able to do it. Let me bathe you.) Left with no choice I had to agree. Munna mausi shut the bathroom door and opened the tap to fill up the bucket. I stood there stiffly watching her, I noticed she was wearing a white low cut sleeveless blouse and her sari was half wet. I had some confused thoughts in my brain. Munna mausi said, “ Ki-re, ki holo tui chan korbi na?” (What happened? Will you not bathe?) I nodded… she said “E bhabe tor pant puro bhije jaabe, tarpor ki korbi, pant-ta khule phel.” (You pant will get wet like this. What will you do then? Take off your pants.) I felt ashamed and hesitated… She said. “ Lajja kisher? Pant pore keu chan kore naki?!!” (Why are you ashamed? Does anybody bathe in pants?). I had no answer and had to pull down my shorts and stood absolutely naked with my little dick fluttering in the air.

Munna mausi looked at me and playfully shook my little penis and said, “Bah. Tui to ektu boro hoye gechhis dekchi!!” (Bah! You have grown up a little.) I said nothing, she poured a couple of mugs over me, some water splashed over her too, her aanchal slipped off exposing her deep cleavage and I could see that she was not wearing a bra. It was the first time I had seen a woman’s cleavage up close and that too of someone whose cleavage I had admired from the vantage point of my verandah. I felt tingly and an Inexplicable sense of thrill passed through my body. Munna mausi poured a few more mugs of water over me and then she said “Ja gorom, Amio tor shonge chan kore ni”. (It’s so hot. Let me take my bath along with you.) Saying this she stripped off her sari and lo and behold she was completely naked except for her flimsy sleeveless blouse. I was shocked and I still vividly remember the dense black hair that covered her pubic region. She poured a few mugs of water over herself, she was fully wet now and her black nipples were clearly visible underneath her wet blouse. It was a vision that zapped my young mind and I stood there transfixed and stiff not knowing what to do. Munna mausi was completely at ease and took off her blouse too and stood without a stitch on her body. Her heavy boobs danced with every little move she made and her fair skin glistened in the water. She playfully threw a mug off water over me and smiled. She handed me the mug and asked me to pour water over her. I came near her and obeyed her command. While I poured water over her she again grabbed my little penis (which had hardened up a bit) and fondled it. A strange sensation flooded over me and Munna mausi gave it a little kiss. Confused I surely was but the memories of the porno pictures and the other books gave me an idea that this encounter was not really normal but I decided to abandon myself to Munna mausi’s hands. She took down the bar of soap and rubbed it over my body and also over my dick and ass-crack. Then she told me to rub it over her and I obeyed. I rubbed the soap over her and when my trembling hands reached her boobs she told me “Aro jore ghosh”.

(Do it more.) I increased my tempo and also started to rub her nipples instinctively. Munna mausi seemed to like this and she again kissed my penis and put the whole thing inside her mouth and sucked it a little – I was zapped and excited too no end. Munna mausi took hold of my hand and placed it over her pubis. By this time I had understood her motives and began rubbing the soap forcefully over her vaginal area which was soon covered with foam. Munna mausi threw away the soap, took hold of my hand and guided two fingers inside her pussy, she started to move them up and down inside her pussy, and I got the hint and started to move my fingers on my own. Munna mausi fondled her breasts and I also played with them by instinct. She pushed out my fingers and put her own fingers inside her pussy and started moving them with vigor. Her face took on a wild dreamy expression while she motioned me to play with her boobs as she lay down on the wet floor. Timidly I played with her boobs, suddenly she embraced me with her free hand and pushed me over her boobs and I put one of her nipples in my mouth and sucked them. Munna mausi started moaning and she also fondled my penis while she continued to moan and rub her fingers inside her pussy. Her attentions excited me greatly and after a while it shivered deeply and trickle of juice burst through it and flooded Munna mausi’s hand. She seemed a bit surprised at my cumming, she smiled mischievously and said “Tui sotyi boro hoye jachhish” (You have really become big!), and continued to rub her pussy hard. I felt a bit exhausted and stood stiffly fondling her big boobs.

After a while I felt her body stiffen for a moment and then she gave a huge shudder while a cry escaped from her mouth. Then she lay on the wet floor and relaxed taking deep breaths. After a few minutes she got up from the wet floor rubbed a bit of soap on her vagina and my penis and washed them both. Then she took the towel and dried me off and started to dry herself off. I put on my shorts and she wore a nightie hanging in the bathroom. She put her wet clothes in the bucket, opened the bathroom door and we both came out. I went to the drawing room and joined Bubun who, in his innocence, was eagerly Waiting for a new round of ludo. Munna mausi hung her wet clothes in the verandah and went into the kitchen to prepare our tiffin. She behaved absolutely normally. Instinctively, I understood what had happened between us was a taboo and not to be discussed with anybody. I played ludo with Bubun but my mind was addled and confused…After this tryst, I had 4-5 similar encounters with Munna mausi – the common excuse was she giving me and Bubun a bath. In one of these, I recall that I needed to piss very badly and Munna mausi held my dick while I took a pee. I kept on my pretense of innocence – I admit that I was not able to understand the full significance of these games with Munna mausi but I enjoyed them very much. Even now I remember her voluptuous body and expressions vividly and Munna mausi is perhaps responsible for my extreme fondness for fleshy and buxom women with large mammaries and deep cleavage… All feedbacks at [email protected]

Pehlay mera parichay dedu sabko. My name is adk aur mera ht. 5″11 hay. Mera lund 6 inch se thoda jyada hai. Meri ek aunty ki beti jiska name anu hai 9 class me padhti hai. Us ki kamar 32 chochiyan 20 ke aspas honge. Utne bade nahi par uske gand lazawab hai jispar me fida tha. Mera age 19 hai aur wo 14 ki hogi. Ye incident kuch hi din pehle ki hai. Me ek play boy hu par virgin ko kabhi nahi choda. Ek din mera ghar me function(kuch puja) tha to meri aunty anu ko lekar kuch jaldi hi mumi ko help karne ke liye aagai. Me apne kamre me betha tha aur mera room lock tha. Anu ne darwaza bahar se dhakela aur me ne darwaza khola to anu uske aaj tak ke sexy roop me thi. Mene usko karib 6 months se nahi dekha tha yo kayamat dikh rahi thi. Mere andar ka playboy jagutha. Yo andar ayi aur mere bed par bethi me usse bat karne laga aur pane hath uske hath pe rakha. Usne mind nahi kiya kyon ki me sabse frank behave karta hu. Achanak mera gf ka phone aya phone anu k bajoo me tha usne jhatpat phone uthana chaha aur mene usse phone chinnay laga isi daur may mene us ke body k najuk hissa me touch ki. Wo chowk uti aur usne phone chod di aur mene phone recieve kiya aur gf ko baad me phone karne ko kaha. Aur anu se bate karte huye uski thigh pe apna haath rakha usne kaha “darwaza band to karo” me us ki intensions jan gaya. Mene kaha ki “kyon me kya kar raha hu” usne kaha” koi dekhega to ” maine kaha kya dekhega.” wo chup hogai. Mujhe pata chalgaya uske man me kuch hai. Par wo kafi nahi the. maine kaha “tum ne mind kiya” to wo boli nahi achhya laga. Me ab kabu me nahi rehe sakta tha maine kaha “anu mujhe tunhare gal bahut ache lagte hai” aur mene uske gal par haath phera aur kiss kiya wo sarmai. Aur apna sar mere kandhe par rakha. Maine uske lips par kiss karna suru kiya. Wo aakh band karke bethi thi aur may use letakar uske upar chad kar use pagal ki tarah kiss karne laga. Yo kuch jyada respond nahi kar rahi thi. Maine uske t shirt me hath dalkar uske pet ko mehesoos kiya. Wo kamal ke resham jeshe the. Maine aisha naram kisi ka na dekha tha. Aur mene uske tshirt utarni chahi usne mana kardi. Maine pucha” kya hua.” wo boli ki” ye sab thik nahi hai” mene kaha ” kya tumnahi chahati?”. Wo boli ha magar!! Mai bola magar kya? Kya apna desire fulfil karna galat hai? Wo boli “nahi”.

Par wo shirt nahi utar rahi thee. Mai uske chochiyan shirt upar se hi dabane laga. Wo mere hath apne boobs se hatane lagi. Me jabarjasti uske boobs dabane laga uske mana karne wale haath ab mere kandho par the. Wo maza le rahi the ab mujhe uske shirt utarne me koi pareeshani nahi hui. May uske upar tha wo akh band kar ke leti the. May kuch der uske red bra ko dekhta raha aur use utardi. Mene apna tshirt bhi utari aur uske upar let kar use kiss karne laga. Meri naked body jab uski flesh se chowa ta mujhe reshami ehesas hua.mera ek hath uske boob par aur dushra uske resmi peeth ko mehsoos kar raha tha.10 min ke baad me bore hone laga aur mene uski pant uatri. Uski red panty kamal ki the aur usse bhi kamal thi uski moti aur gori thigh. Mene uske thigh par 2 min tak haath firaya aur uske panty utardi wo sharmake piche mudh gayi aur mene pehli bar uski nude gand dekha. Me kabu ke bahar tha me jhatpat nanga hogaya.

Uski gand ko kiss karte hue uske gand par apna land phiraya. Me land jag uta. Me usko sidha karke uske upar let gaya. Mera haath uske boobs par aur mera land uske jhadi ka sparsh leraha tha. Aur mene uski tango ko phelaya wo phir sikudgayi. Mene uske tango ko apne kandhe par rakha aur 6″ ke apne bhai ko uske behen ki muh ne lagkar dhakka diya wo sikudi par lund andar nahi gaya. Mene vigin nahi todi the. 2 bar phir try kiya. Laga kya musibat hai andar kyön ja rahi! Phir mene uske tango ko phelaya aur jorse dhakka diya wo ro padi. AAaaaaaahhhhhh bhaiyah mar gayiiii….

Dekha to merd land wo nigal chuki the aur uska chut se khun nikal raha tha. Mene towel liya aur urke chut ke saaph kiya me dar gaya aur usse door hogaya. Aur mene usse kapda pehen neko kaha. Wo boli nahi mujhe acchya lagraha tha. Me yehi sunna chahata tha. Me uske upar chad ke use chodne laga.aaaah aaaahh wo dard me maze lerahi thi aur me bhi. Mera lund garmi se jalrahatha. Me 5 minute me jhad gaya aur wo mujh se thik pehle. Me chowk gaya. Me itne jaldi kabhi nahi kiya. 20 25 min. To minimum lagte the. Aur hum kapde pehenke niche chale gaye.

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