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Hello, everyone. I am Author (name changed). I’m writing about this experience from my life after quite some time. I’m a 6’1″ tall, dark brown Bengali man who stayed in Pune and Mumbai for a few years. But I am now back in my hometown.

Keeping my introduction brief, let’s jump into the experience.

After about two years in a committed relationship, I was loyal, despite enjoying casual sexual experiences in the past. While in the relationship, a few women I knew contacted me for sexual encounters, but I declined. I had deleted Tinder from my phone, though my profile remained active.

About two months into the relationship, my girlfriend and I agreed to deactivate our dating app profiles. I was happy with my girlfriend and enjoyed a fulfilling and active sex life. However, in December, we broke up. We stayed in touch for a while, even until a few months ago, but our relationship ended.

In the last week of December, I reinstalled and reactivated all my dating apps. I matched with a 19-year-old girl on one of them. I was quite attracted to her and felt a sense of familiarity. We chatted and vibed well on the first day. Her name started with K, but I couldn’t see her full name.

I mentioned she seemed familiar, but I couldn’t place her. She had a way with words, saying, “New beginnings are always sexy,” which I loved. We conversed and enjoyed each other’s company. Then she revealed her name was Ketaki (name changed), and I remembered why she seemed familiar.

When my ex-girlfriend and I decided to deactivate our Tinder and other dating app profiles, I had to reinstall Tinder. At that time, I was loyal but kept my profile active for a while. I didn’t actively swipe, but I had a premium account and swiped right on women who swiped right on me.

That’s when I matched with an 18-year-old girl. I was quite attracted to her after some conversations. I had been with an 18-year-old before, but I was 27 or 28 then. When I matched with Ketaki on Tinder, I was 30. I felt tempted but also guilty, so I deactivated my Tinder profile.

Ketaki was a young woman with an active sex life, and a match disappearing from her dating app after three days didn’t bother her much. When I told her about our previous match, she didn’t even remember me, which was disappointing.

I could identify her, but I wasn’t special to her. It was sad, but it is what it is. We enjoyed each other’s company, and it was an instant hit. I mentioned that she was 18 when we first matched, and now she is 19. She said her birthday was in December, and I joked about missing a treat.

She replied, “Haha, yeah, you’ll have to wait a year.” She was open about her sex life, and we discussed it. I liked talking with her. She said, “It’s not about penetration but the time we spend together.”  I felt she was genuine, not pretending to be something she wasn’t.

I’ve met women who act overly sexual in conversation but create drama during actual sex. Ketaki wasn’t like that. She never did nude video calls. But one day she stripped a little for me—not entirely, just dropping her top to reveal the upper part of her nipples. I was horny.

We were already discussing sex and planning to meet. I suggested we have sex soon, but she informed me she was going on a Meghalaya trip with her sister. I was excited to meet her, so I felt a bit disappointed. However, absence makes the heart grow fonder.

The New Year passed, and we were in touch but not much. We couldn’t fix a date to meet and have sex. Our conversations decreased. Meanwhile, I occasionally met my ex, with whom I had broken up. We didn’t have sex, but we did make out. I always loved kissing and being intimate with her.

We had many hot moments in lifts, theatres, my car, emergency stairwells in malls, pubs, and even during bike rides. However, due to some conflicts, I didn’t want to have sex with her at that time, though it was hard for both of us to resist making out.

She was my ex now so that I could crave other women, and I was craving Ketaki. I wondered if she was talking or if we’d actually have sex.

I almost forgot about her until I received a text from her in the fourth week of January. We were connected on Instagram. She mentioned she was a hotel management student (which I already knew) and was busy with food festivals.

She also shared that she loved cooking and suggested we cook together sometime. I teased that I’d disturb her while she cooked, and we both laughed. I’ll be honest, I enjoyed talking with her. She was sweet, had a way with words, and was a little slutty, and I loved it all.

She had a boyfriend, but it wasn’t exclusive. I replied, “Oh, now I have competition.”

She said, “Come on, baby, it’s not about competition. It’s about enjoying the company, the vibe. With my boyfriend, it’s different. With you, it’d be different. I even tell him it’s not about the sex—it’s about the good memories.”

I loved our transparent, unfiltered conversation. She was seductive, and I got a tent in my underwear, wanting to bang her and get dirty with her.

Me: Let’s plan something, baby.

Ketaki: Yeah, babe, I want it too. I wanted to be with you before my Meghalaya trip, but I loved the trip, and you weren’t on my mind, haha.

Ouch, that was a punch to my heart.

Ketaki: Jokes apart, let’s do it this Friday. I want you with me.

Me: Okay, but I have office—it’s a weekday.

Ketaki: It’s a holiday.

Me: Oh yeah, but we can meet on the weekend too, right?

Ketaki: I have to meet my boyfriend.

I agreed. It is what it is.

She lived quite far away, but the good part was that she had a direct bus from her place to a mall near mine. She stayed somewhere in the southern part of the city (but outside).

We had Republic Day celebrations, and I attended them before going to meet her. My parents were making me late, and I was getting frustrated. They asked me to wait until they returned home, but the Republic Day event was long.

So, I decided not to wait and went to meet her on my bike. She was waiting near the mall. I expected her to wear a short skirt, as I’d mostly seen her in skirts, but she was in palazzo trousers and a thin jacket.

I hadn’t booked a hotel, so I booked one I’d visited before, mentioned in one of my earlier stories. It was a good hotel, but to my distress, they gave us a below-average room. The bedsheet was torn, the AC remote didn’t work, and I wanted an air freshener.

I was frustrated when Ketaki came to me and said, “What happened, baby? We’re important, not the room.” She put her hands around my shoulders.

Wow, what a girl. I couldn’t control myself and forced my tongue into her mouth. This 19-year-old had her charm over me. I applied full pressure inside her mouth while my hands squeezed her ass.

Thankfully, when the hotel staff went to get a new bedsheet and AC remote, she closed the door. When he returned, we broke our kiss. The room was scented with an air freshener. I locked the door, and we kissed again. The kiss was long and felt so good.

I squeezed her buttocks again, leaned against her, and she fell onto the bed with me on top. I wasn’t just kissing her; I was eating her. She tasted good, my saliva mixing with hers. I had a hard-on inside my underwear. She was wearing a jacket, which I opened.

Oh my God, her tight top revealed gorgeous breasts—bigger than they appeared in pictures. They were juicy, suckable, and clearly not untouched, which I knew. I wanted to suck them badly.

I removed her top and set it aside. She was in her bra and yellow trousers. Mmm, the beast in me was rising. I checked the bed’s position; thankfully, it had good cushioning at the head, so I wouldn’t hurt my head when thrusting. My tongue drooled at the thought of holding and thrusting her.

I held her left leg with my right hand, pulled it, bit her near her collarbone, and licked her neck. My God, Ketaki’s expressions made me hornier. She held me tightly as I licked her everywhere. I was still in my jeans, rubbing my dick against her vagina through her trousers.

I pushed her to the bed, my tongue still in her mouth, while Ketaki dug her fingers into my back. We were devouring each other, not holding back. I wanted to thrust her so badly.

I was wearing an oversized vest under my shirt. Ketaki opened my shirt, leaving me in my vest. I’ll be honest—men have insecurities, and I do too, like whether my partner will enjoy sex or if I can satisfy her. But Ketaki’s earlier conversations made me feel free, and I was chilled out that day.

I started undoing her trousers when my phone rang. It was my mum, saying they needed to return home and didn’t have keys. She insisted I come back to open the door. I said I’d be late, but she kept pressuring me.

I decided to book an Uber courier to send the keys home, but I needed to delay so they wouldn’t realise I was nearby. Due to the continuous pressure, I booked the courier in 10–15 minutes. Ketaki put her trousers back on, and we kissed and made out in the meantime.

The Uber courier guy arrived, I gave him the keys, and he delivered them to my parents. I was finally tension-free, and Ketaki and I focused on each other without interruption.

After returning to the room, I didn’t waste time. I started kissing Ketaki while my hands undid her trousers. We were wildly undressing each other. She felt my dick and made a soft noise. I was already hard, but her touch made me feel even harder, maybe even thicker—though it could’ve been my imagination.

I pulled her panties off in one go. She was shaved or waxed, which felt amazing. I grabbed her pussy, and she let out a small shriek. I pushed her to the bed and got on top. We were both naked, rubbing against each other, enjoying it immensely. I held her arms, locking them with my right hand.

I started biting her everywhere, from her neck to her nipples, circling my tongue around her areola. I raised her legs, went to her pussy, and pushed my tongue deep inside. She was wet, groaning with each lick. She held my head, applying pressure.

I licked her for about five minutes, then got up and subtly pointed to my dick. She understood my firm gesture. Oh God, the way this 19-year-old sucked me was incredible. She had a ponytail, and I started thrusting into her mouth. She knew what she was doing, and my manhood was covered in her saliva.

I was rock hard after she sucked me. Now it was my duty to fuck her well. I love doggy style, but missionary or modified missionary is my all-time favourite. I started in missionary, placing Ketaki’s legs on my shoulders and pointing my manhood at her vagina.

With one stroke, I entered her. She was ready after all the foreplay, and a sigh of pleasure escaped her mouth. She was leaking, in ecstasy. With each thrust, she bit her lips, eyes closed. I felt so free with her, no pressure. I watched her face as I pushed inside her. Oh, what a feeling.

Ketaki’s moaning and my thrusting created noises we both loved. We weren’t holding back. I was wearing a condom—a new brand—and loved the feeling. With her legs on my shoulders, I got tired after 30 minutes, but I wasn’t close to climaxing.

I lay on my back, and we talked for five minutes. I held her by the shoulder, my arm around her.

Ketaki: I love kissing you.

Me: Me too, Ketaki.

I played with her breasts while she played with my dick. I was erect again. Within 3–5 minutes, I said, “Ketaki, let me fuck you.” She quickly positioned her legs to make it easy for me to put them on my shoulders. However, I realised keeping her legs on my shoulders would tire me out.

So, I held her legs, spread them apart, and rammed my dick inside her pussy. She shrieked with the first stroke. She closed her eyes when I rammed or kissed her, holding me tight. I penetrated her deeply, and it felt so good. Proper “thap, thap, thap” sounds echoed.

Ketaki wasn’t screaming, but made amazing noises that fuelled my enthusiasm. I banged her for slightly over 45 minutes, mixing fast and slow thrusts. I was still hard but drained. After fucking her for so long, I grunted and fell on my back. We were completely naked, and I loved her touches all over me.

I wanted to be sucked badly, and Ketaki understood, crawling to my dick. She was incredible at sucking, sometimes licking my balls. I loved the sight of her. I couldn’t control myself and crossed my legs around her neck. She smirked at me and kept sucking.

I held her head as she sucked for 12–13 minutes, then made a puking sound, took my dick out, and breathed for a few seconds. I realised she wasn’t feeling great after taking me so deep. I pulled her towards me, held her tightly, and kissed her, though it felt a bit weird after she’d sucked me so well.

I have some chest hair, and she played with it. We talked nicely as she toyed with my hair. I had rock-solid erections that day and got hard quickly.

I was still semi-erect. I got on top, bit her nipples, and squeezed them while rubbing my semi-erect dick on her pubic area as she held my head, pressing it.

It was getting late, so I asked if she was hungry, and she nodded yes. I got up and asked, “What should I order?”

Ketaki: When did I ask you to order?

Me: You’re hungry, right?

Ketaki: I’m hungry… but for having you inside me.

Those words made my cock stand straight again, and I had a cunning smile.

Me: I’ll fuck you like the cute little slut you are.

Ketaki: Fuck me, Master.

We’d never used terms like this, so it charged me further. I made her sit in doggy position, but she tried to move to the corner of the bed. I held her tight and pulled her to the centre.

Ketaki: You’ll enter me standing, right?

I didn’t let her finish, pushing my thumb into her mouth, which she licked while staring at me. I made her bend more at her hands, raising her buttocks for a slanting position. I stood and entered her pussy in one go, holding her waist tightly. She groaned loudly.

I didn’t let her finish groaning and thrust again, hitting deep. She groaned again. I decided to show no mercy, ramming her with strong strokes. I realised I was hitting her deep. Ketaki wasn’t one to scream much, but this time she was groaning like hell.

I held her hair with my right hand while banging her. I usually change pace, but this time I was rough and wild, varying the tempo slightly. I pulled her hair and kissed her a few times, but she said, “Fuck me, Master—fuck me.”

I focused on fucking her. She didn’t squirt like in porn, but she leaked heavily. I fucked her hard for about 20–22 minutes until I was completely drained, but still didn’t cum. I had precum mixing with the fluids in the condom. When I stopped, I fell onto the bed with a huge force, exhausted.

Ketaki: Did you cum, Master?

Me: No, honey, I’m just so hungry.

I ordered two chicken steaks with rice, and we had a cosy time. After meals, I struggle to have sex properly. But since I hadn’t cum, I felt incomplete. I shared this with Ketaki.

Me: I want to fuck you, Ketaki, and cum, but I don’t have energy.

Ketaki: Okay, don’t worry, Master.

She started stroking my dick, which had gone flaccid after doggy. I got hard again. She positioned herself on my dick and rode me so well, her breasts bouncing. Oh my God, I loved it. Within 4–5 minutes, I came. It felt so good. I thanked Ketaki, and we kissed.

We talked and chilled until about 7:30 or 8:00 p.m., when we left the hotel.

Now, the shocker. I won’t deliberately detail it much, as this is a sex story site, and you wouldn’t be interested, but the delivery guy who took the keys to my parents mentioned he was coming from an OYO. This caused a huge problem at home.

Ketaki and I texted that night with cute messages. She had a healthy relationship with her boyfriend and me. She often expressed wanting to have sex again, and honestly, I wanted it badly too. I was always ready, but I was having a difficult time in my personal life, and our schedules didn’t align, so I was dodging her.

I hope you enjoyed my narration of this experience. I’d love to connect with my readers, hear your feedback, and learn about your experiences. Contact me at [email protected].

This is a real story, and I have changed the names for privacy concerns.

It was just a month after my breakup. A 27-year-old guy, 6’0″ tall with an athletic body and fair skin, I was at my friend’s outdoor party in Chennai.

Guhesh, my friend, knew about my breakup and invited me to socialize and meet new people to help me move on. I was busy catching up with some friends I hadn’t seen in a while, and in a way, it was refreshing after a rough patch.

There were many other new faces I hadn’t met, and one such person was Sherin. Sherin looked to be in her mid-20s, 5’5″ tall, fair-skinned with a lovely hourglass figure. She had a peach-shaped ass and a great pair of boobs. She was in a black netted lehenga that complemented her fair skin.

As time went by, others started to leave, and soon Sherin was alone with me, sitting beside the counter as we talked about our common interests in running, the gym, and cricket. Our conversation went deep, and I opened up to her about my breakup.

The more I opened up, the more interested she became. She started to get curious when I mentioned how I wrote letters to my ex, did crafts, and planned dates and surprises for her. She was hearing it all with great interest, leaning towards me a bit with a drink in her hand.

Sherin: “Wow, Sarvesh! You’ve put in so much effort into your relationship, and she still had to leave you? Talk about a fumble.” She sighed in disapproval, looking down.

Sarvesh: “Yeah. Well, things happen, but sometimes you don’t chase the snake to ask why it bit you!” We both laughed and continued to talk more about our lives and work.

Throughout the conversation, Sherin was curious, adjusting her hair, looking into my eyes with interest, and laughing at my lame jokes. I didn’t think much of it but was happy to be listened to. Her waist was not covered, making it even harder for me to concentrate.

She was definitely flirting with me in our conversation, her ample breasts making it difficult to look at her face. Her figure was very seductive as she sucked on the straw, drinking from it and looking at me with a smirk.

But suddenly we heard a thunder above us as it gently started to rain. Sherin was in her favorite lehenga, so to keep her safe, I removed my coat and put it over her, and we both ran slowly to take shelter nearby. Guhesh had already left, and there was no one there who could go and drop Sherin near Velachery, where she lived.

Sherin: “Oh god! How am I supposed to go home? Looks like there are no cabs in this rain too.” She tsked in disapproval, looking around.

Sarvesh: “Hey, maybe you could stay at my place nearby until the rain stops, and I myself can drop you home if you’re comfortable with it.”

Sherin immediately agreed. Luckily, my apartment was very close, and we walked to my apartment with the help of an umbrella we borrowed from the hotel. Finally, we reached my flat, both a bit soaked from the earlier rain.

Sherin struggled to bend to remove her footwear, so I offered to help as I bent down on my knee and helped her remove it. She was taken aback by it and smiled at me. The way she looked at me was more intense now, and she definitely liked the attention.

I felt the same, looking into her eyes, and there she was in her perfect hourglass figure with wet hair, looking very sexy. I smiled back at her and put the footwear away, then walked her to my room.

Sarvesh: “This is my room. It’s all tidy and clean. Please feel free to use the towels. If you want any spare clothes, use my sister’s; she rarely comes here.”

Sherin: “Ohhh. Okay, thank you, Sarvesh.” Her gaze never left mine as she played with her hair.

I felt a spark, my breathing was deep, and my dick slowly started to get hard. But then slowly she closed the door, leaving me disappointed to stand outside.

I was so sure that she was going to come in for a kiss, but I was disappointed. I leaned back on the couch, spreading my legs a bit and resting my hands. Then, after some time, I heard my room door open, and out walked Sherin.

To my surprise, she was wearing my tank top that I wear for marathons, along with my boxers. I was too stunned to speak as she slowly sat right beside me, looking all innocent.

Sarvesh: “Hey. Wow, you actually do look good in my running top.” The top was tight for her, and due to the cold weather, I could see her hard nipples pop up against the fabric. I could also see her cleavage clearly, and she was happy to show it.

Sherin: “Hahaha, don’t worry, I don’t plan on taking them with me.” Tension was high with her still very close to me, and I could feel her body against mine. “Hey… you seem like such a nice guy. Maybe this one time I can let you…”

She moved in closer to my face, looking into my eyes. I didn’t want to wait anymore as we both started to smooch like wild animals with loud smooches, not holding back. She then sat on my lap, wrapping her legs around me, and started to run her fingers through my hair as we smooched.

I slowly started to slide my hand into the top to grab her bare, soft breasts and massage them gently, squeezing her boobs up to her nipples as she then guided my other hand and placed it on her thick ass. Oh god, I was enjoying it so much with her.

She was pushing her tongue into my mouth and also licked and sucked on my tongue all while I was feeling her nipples get harder as I squeezed them and spanked her ass. She pulled back from the kiss and gently bit my lower lip, pulling it as she smirked.

I slowly picked her up as she wrapped her legs around my waist, locking them in place, and she wrapped her arms around my neck for support. Then I started to lick and kiss her neck gently, sucking on it to give her hickeys. To my surprise, she started to moan and gasp gently.

Sherin: “Aahh… ohh fuck… if you keep doing that, I’ll lose control and let you do anything you want, idiot.” She bit her lower lip, telling this out loud as she was moaning all while both my hands were teasing her already hard nipples.

I continued to tease her, enjoying every inch of her sexy body and marking every bit of her. I knew teasing her off like this would get her pussy needy and wet. She continued to moan hard with the rain still pouring outside.

Sherin: “Fuuckk… oh god, please just take me to the bedroom already, baby. You’re so fucking good at teasing me.” She pushed my head away from her neck to get some air and gasped for air with her pussy leaking from the boxers she was wearing.

Sarvesh: “Awww, sorry. I just wanted to see how far I can push you and make you beg for it.” She hid her face against my chest as I carried her to my bedroom. I then gently threw her on the bed while my cock was now rock hard, waiting to fuck her wet pussy.

I was still in the formals I wore for the party. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt before her and threw it away. Then I slowly pulled down my pants and my shorts, revealing my thick, long, and uncut dark-skinned cock as it stood hard right before her.

Looking at this, Sherin’s face immediately became red. She slowly closed her eyes, turning her face away as she started to remove the top from her body, exposing her sexy pair of boobs with hard brown nipples. Her figure was 34, 26, 36.

Then slowly she also stood on her knees and removed the boxers, exposing her ass, now fully naked, I could see every inch of Sherin.

Sherin: “Sarvesh, please don’t stare at it like that; it’s embarrassing.” She blushed at me and slowly switched off the tube light, leaving only a dim light on as she slowly crawled back into the bed, taunting me to come join her with a finger.

Sarvesh: “Oh fuck, you look absolutely hot. How are you even single?” I slowly started to approach her, crawling into the bed trying to reach her. She was leaning back against the wall, sitting on the bed while I was crawling into her.

Sherin: “Oh god, your dick is just so thick. How will I even fit it in? I’ve never seen a dick so thick with a big head and with this length. Wait–” Ignoring her concern, I slowly got down between her legs and started to lick and smooch her wet pussy as I pinned her knees against the wall, spreading them.

She then squirmed, and her toes curled in pleasure as she moaned hard with the sensation of me licking and sucking on her wet pussy. I was pushing my tongue into her pussy and licking it too.

Sherin: “Ohhh… fuck… fuck… fuck, you’re so fucking good.” She tilted her head back, moving her hips a bit as she moaned hard in pleasure. She then grabbed my head and pushed it hard against her pussy. “That’s it, baby, keep licking it. Oh god, yes, I love it.”

She was having her tongue out and moaning in pleasure, ready to cum on my face, but I slowly pulled away, teasing her and trying to get my fat cock in her wet pussy.

I then slowly pushed her onto the bed as she was now laying on the bed with her legs spread out. I held her legs up, wrapping them around my upper waist. She was breathing fast, wanting me to fuck her with my fat cock.

I slowly pushed my fat cock into her wet, leaky pussy as she started to moan as I kept pushing my cock inch by inch into her as she arched her head back in pleasure. I slowly started to lick and kiss her neck, trying to get her even more horny.

Sherin: “Ooh yes, fuck me good. My pussy is aching so bad for you.” She moaned and gasped hard. “Please keep fucking me like this, baby.”

Suddenly, her phone beside the bed started to ring. She had left it in the room while she was refreshing earlier. I was on top of her, and she was laying down below me while we both turned to look at the phone ringing. It was from someone named “Ahamed.”

Sarvesh: “Hey, I could pause. Is that your friend or brother? Maybe they just wanted to check on you. I can wait, Sherin.”

She was silent for a few seconds, and then in a faint tone, still gasping for air, she says, “That’s… that’s my ex. He cheated on me. I’m broken just like you.”

With a hard voice, she says, “Why don’t we give that bastard a show to remember?” She then attended the call and looked at me. “Fuck me, daddy!!”

Sherin’s leg locked me, wrapping her thighs, locking me in place. I was too hard and too horny to think straight.

“You’ll be a good bitch and take my fat cock right now, Sherin.”

I pinned her hands above her head and continued to pound her pussy.

Sherin: “Aaahhh… fucckkk, Aaahhh… yes, daddy, fuck me while he hears me scream for you. Make him you’re cum dump and claim me… use me like the bitch I am, daddy…” Sherin continues to moan with Ahamed still on the call, hearing his precious woman getting fucked by me.

Sarvesh: “Oohh… fuckk, Sherin. The moment I saw you, I just wanted to grab you and fuck your thick ass right there. Look at you, such a slut for me now… aren’t you, Sherin? Tell it out loud so Ahmed can hear it and cum for me.”

I maintained a hard pace, not holding myself back as I kept pounding her pussy, creaming it as she was moaning out loud, begging me to keep fucking her and treating her that way. I pinned her legs down to the bed and spread them out as I was fucking her, and we were getting close to climax.

Sherin: “Oohhh… fuck yes… please… I’m going to fucking cum, daddy. Please cum in me… ruin me… claim me. You’re a real man… and let his fucking cuck hear it all.”

She moaned hard as she then started to smooch me hard as I fucked her pussy in a harsh pace while she moaned in my mouth.

“Dadddyyyy, I’m cumminngg, now.. fuckk fuck fuckkkk…”

Sarvesh: “Me tooo… let me fill you upppp…”

We both then climaxed together as she squirted all over me a bit. And then I went deep enough and felt my hot cum rush through my cock and into her womb, filling her up as we both moaned hard, biting our lower lips.

“Ohh fuck… take it all in that wet pussy.”

I slowly pulled my cock out of Sherin’s pussy, and slowly my hot cum started to leak out of her pussy as she was still laying down, gasping for air. And her legs werwe still shaking a bit from the experience. Ahmed cut the call, though we were unsure when.

We laughed it off. And once she calmed down from the pleasure, I helped her to the restroom where we both cleaned ourselves up and wiped each other clean.

We headed to the bed while we both were kissing and smooching each other, enjoying the attention.

Sherin: “I’m sorry about what we did with our ex.”

Sarvesh: “Hey, that was hot. Maybe we can call him again, and he probably would be jerking off hearing us fuck the next time.”

We both laughed in agreement, knowing this is just the beginning of our sexual encounter, knowing there’ll be so much more.

*****

Thank you for reading till the end. Part 2 will definitely be out on what we both did next.

Please email your feedback to [email protected]. We both would be happy to read it and work on your feedback.

Hello everyone, your favourite gigolo servant is back. After weeks of begging, one of my clients had agreed to let me write a story about our experience. Hope you enjoy it.

I had boarded at Ernakulam Junction, already knowing who I’d be sharing the coupe with. She had booked the service discreetly — a straightforward message, no frills. “I want to be desired. Like a woman. Like a secret.” Her name wasn’t important. But her need? That I remembered word for word.

I stepped into the cabin. Cool air. Dim amber light. Clean sheets. And her.

She stood by the berth, adjusting her pallu. A cotton saree, cream with a muted gold border — traditional, but dangerously low at the blouse line. A flick of kohl, nude lips, and a look that was hesitant but not innocent.

She gave me a brief nod. No words yet. Just eyes — studying, lingering. I placed my duffel bag on the top berth and sat down, giving her space.

“You look different from your pictures,” she said softly.

“Better or worse?” I smiled.

She didn’t answer. Instead, she slowly sat on the lower berth, smoothing the pleats of her saree over her thighs. That single gesture — slow, deliberate — told me she wasn’t as shy as she wanted me to believe.

We had chatted for weeks before this, and by now we knew exactly why we were here. But in person? Everything was heightened. Her voice trembled slightly, betraying excitement more than nerves.

“You smell like rain,” she murmured. “Earthy.”

“You look like a monsoon,” I replied. “Warm, wet, and dangerous.”

She smiled, almost flustered. She didn’t expect flirtation to come back so quickly. She liked the game, though.

I poured us two cups of chai from the thermos. She took hers, fingers brushing mine. Her nails were short, clean, unpainted. She didn’t hide behind polish or performance. She was real. And she wanted to be seen.

“So,” she said, legs crossed now, the saree riding a bit higher over her calf, “Do we talk all night, or do we start?”

“I wait for your signal,” I said.

She looked out the window for a second. The moonlight flickered through the gaps of trees rushing by. Then she looked back at me. And uncrossed her legs. The air in the cabin shifted.

What followed was not rushed. She didn’t pounce. Instead, she got up, walked over to the door, and locked it with a click that echoed like a drumbeat in my chest.

Then she stood in front of me. “Remove the blouse hook,” she said.

Not a question. A command.

I stood, stepped behind her, hands steady. The warmth of her back radiated through the fabric. Her breathing deepened as I slid one finger under the hook, then unfastened it. The blouse opened just enough to show her bare spine.

She turned, slowly. The blouse was still clinging loosely to her shoulders. Her cleavage was visible now — soft, heavy, real. Not surgically perfect — but infinitely more magnetic. I pulled down the whole.

“You may kiss me,” she said.

I didn’t ask where.

I leaned in and kissed the spot below her collarbone. Then lower. My hands held her waist, fingertips grazing bare skin under the saree.

When she exhaled — sharp and sudden — I knew she was letting go.

She hadn’t let me move away from her.

After that first slow kiss and the long embrace that followed, she’d guided me to the lower berth without a word, her fingers still trembling slightly but her eyes bolder now — like a shy woman who’d finally decided to own her desire.

The little coupe swayed gently, and outside the window, Andhra’s dark fields passed unnoticed. Inside, time slowed. Her legs brushed mine. Her knees parted just enough for the air between us to thicken.

“I want you closer,” she whispered, voice already husky with wanting.

So I came closer.

Her hands gripped my arms. Then my back. Then the nape of my neck, holding me like she didn’t want to think anymore — only feel.

Her skin was warm, scented faintly with something traditional — sandalwood, jasmine, the kind of smell that clings to cotton sarees and prayer rooms. But now it mixed with the sharpness of desire — sweat, breath, and the musky honesty of arousal.

I kissed her neck, slowly. Her collarbone, slower. I could feel the pulse at her throat hammering.

“You’re good at waiting,” she breathed.

“I was waiting for *you* to want this,” I said into her ear.

“I want,” she said. “More than I thought I would.”

Her legs shifted, thighs brushing against mine. I felt her arch a little, unconsciously. Her body was already telling me what her words hadn’t.

So I gave in.

I kissed my way down, teasing, letting my hands explore — over the swell of her belly, the curve of her waist, the tender undersides of her boobs. She was softer than silk, and hotter than the night outside. And her reactions? Honest. She wasn’t pretending to moan; she couldn’t help it.

At one point, when my tongue circled just below her navel, she bit her own wrist to stay quiet.

“Careful,” I whispered. “You’ll wake the whole coach.”

She chuckled, breathless. “Let them hear. For once, I don’t want to hide.”

That line. It stayed with me.

So when I finally moved lower towards her pussy. She didn’t resist. She just opened herself like a book she’d kept closed for too long. And I read every line with my mouth.

Her thighs clenched around me, and her hands tangled in my hair. The sounds she made — muffled gasps, broken moans — filled the tiny coupe like music.

Her body convulsed, her breath caught, and a tear slipped from one eye — not from sadness, but from release. Maybe even relief.

I completely undressed myself and got ready for the next stage. Seeing my almost 6-inch cock, she was like a hungry lion seeing prey after a long time.

She smiled, her eyes wet, but glowing. “You’re dangerous.”

“Why?”

“Because I might get addicted.”

I laughed softly. “We still have ten hours to Hyderabad. Let’s see how deep that addiction goes.”

“Then don’t sleep just yet,” she whispered. “You haven’t even heard how I say thank you.”

She pulled me towards herself and gulped the whole cock in one go. She gagged herself for 10 seconds and then came back, smoothening my cock with her saliva. She then started sucking it while playing with my balls.

She’s not the best cock sucker I’ve been with; I can tell. But the way she stared at me with my cock in her mouth was intense, and sent a thrill down my spine. She pushed me to the other side of the berth, gave one final kiss to my cock, placed it on the entrance of her pussy, and sat on it.

She paused for a moment, closing her eyes and feeling my cock inside her. And then she started riding me. It was so amazing to see her struggling to keep her voice down while her boobs were jumping up and down. I started squeezing one and sucking the other one. She was biting her lower lip, making me go crazy.

I then lifted her and made her lie on the berth. I then dragged her legs, making her lie half on the berth and half outside, and started ramming her pussy in missionary. Both of us were in heaven by then. The sudden jerks that the train made also helped me go deep inside.

I could feel my cum building up and told her that. She told me to cum inside her mouth. I quickly took out my cock and stuffed it in her mouth. She started slurping it like a baby, and I couldn’t hold on much longer. I cum inside her mouth, and she sucked me dry, swallowing everything.

We then had a passionate kiss, and she said, “I haven’t cum yet, and we still have hours left. I’m pouncing on you after a break.”

I just laughed hearing that. We had more sessions trying different positions in there. I managed to make her cum too. By dawn, the berth smelled like sweat and sandalwood and satisfaction.

And her final words before dozing off on my chest?

“Next time, I’m booking a return trip too.”

And that was the story, fellas. Those who wish to contact me can email me at [email protected]. Story responses and service requests are accepted.

Hi everyone, I’m Karthik, 29 years old. I’m working in one of the MNC companies in Bangalore. I’m single and I’m sharing my first sexual encounter with my neighbour, Radhika.

She is a housewife, and she has a figure 33 32 34 and 5.3 height. She is 34 a 34-year-old attractive lady, and she has a kid who is going to pre-school. We have been in an affair for 5 months.

Let’s start the story now. In the beginning, I had no such intention. She is a beautiful, attractive lady, and I used to look at her. She used to come to drop her son off at pre-school, which is near my room.

I was working on the 2nd shift in my company (2 pm-10 pm). I had to pass that school on my way to my daily work. Every day she passes right in front of me. I had no such intention at that time. The face became familiar when I passed daily in front of her. She used to wear decent churidar daily.

I was going to the office as usual. That day was Rama Navami, and people used to distribute prasada. At that time, I saw Radhika. She smiled at me, and I smiled back. Every day since that day, she used to give me a smile when I passed. And I used to say hi to her kid.

As days went by, we both felt a bit attracted. At that time, I could ask her for her phone number. But I had no courage.

One day, there was a pooja in the temple next to us, and that day she came. That day, she came in a beautiful yellow saree. She looked traditional that day. I took courage that day and decided to give my mobile number anyway.

I intentionally walked in front of her and smiled at her, and she smiled back at me. She came with her son. Finally, I got courage and I somehow wrote my number on a piece of paper so that she would know it and put it on a table and left. It’s a small chit. I didn’t know if she took it or not.

I was very curious that I might get a message, but there was no message or call that night. I thought she didn’t take the chit that day. I was worried about how to face her the next day. She flashed the same smile as I passed her, and I gave her the same smile.

Days were passing, and suddenly a message came from an unknown number saying Hi. I got a little nervous and excited. After 5 days, I got a message. I thought it might be her. I texted back, ‘Hi, who is this?’ She responded – ‘This is Radhika.’ Oh god, I was in heaven at that time.

She asked me why I wrote the number on the chit. I could have asked directly. Then I said there were a lot of people roaming around, so I wrote it in a note and left. And I said I’m very happy that you took it and said thanks. Then she asked my name and I told her my name. She said I will call you tomorrow.

I was very happy that I would get a call next. I was waiting for her call. Around 10 AM, I got a call from her after her husband left home. Initially, I’m a little hesitant to talk with her. Then I started inquiring about her life and family. She started telling her about her family.

Her husband is a bank manager. And he is always busy, and he doesn’t satisfy her needs. Then I started talking about my life. After many days of talking, we became very close, and she used to tell women about her problems and all. So, everything is new to me, I got excited and talked with her very well.

One day, she said she was not satisfied sexually. Her husband is a little workaholic. I used to make her happy by cracking jokes and sexting and all. I wanted to have sex with her badly, and she did too.

One day, we decided to have sex at her home. She is very lonely after leaving her son at school. We both had the same intention. So, we decided to meet at her home.  I took leave from work and made a plan to meet her, and she wanted the same. We both waited for that day and had many lustful desires.

That day she dropped her son off at school and again messaged me I am ready at 10 am, you come at the right time. I was nervous because this is the first time I’m losing my virginity. I had seen only in videos, and I had no experience, and she is an experienced lady.

I got a little nervous and told her about my nervousness. She said that the first time will be very good, no matter what. At 10 o’clock, I got ready and left for her house. Her’s was an independent house. I rang the bell, and my heart was beating fast, and suddenly she opened the door and gave me a lusty smile.

She was in her pink nighty. She asked me if I come in a saree or a nighty, is okay with you. I said I think women look good in a nighty. She smiled and told me to sit down, and moved towards the kitchen. Her ass was swinging when she walked into the kitchen.

Immediately, I got hard. At that time, I wanted to squeeze her ass from behind, and she suddenly turned towards me, giving me a lusty smile. And I asked her, Can I come to the kitchen? She was saying no.

After 10 minutes, she came with Badam milk and gave me a milk. I suddenly asked her I want yours, not this. She smilingly said I cannot feed my milk. We both laughed. She sat next to me, and we both had milk. I totally fell in love with her beauty.

She was sitting cross-legged and suddenly lost control and put my hand on her thigh. She reacted by saying Not here, will go to the bedroom. We both laughed lustily. Then I started playing with her toes with my toes. She had pink nail polish on her toes. It was so beautiful.

Then we both lost control and started smooching by squeezing her boobies over her nighty. I could feel her bra while squeezing. She started moaning while I was squeezing her boobies. Then I slowly started licking her neck when we were on the sofa. She loved it when I licked her neck.

Even I bit her earlobes. We are both in heaven. I licked her fingers too. We were so desperate and kissed tightly with an open mouth. I drank her saliva while kissing and put my tongue inside her mouth, and she sucked my tongue. Our eyes were closed while kissing.

Finally, we stood, I lifted, and carried her to the bedroom. Her bedroom was so fresh, and the smell of her sweat made me even more horny. As I closed the bedroom door, she came behind me and hugged me from behind. Again, I lifted and carried her to the bed.

It’s a king-size bed. As we reached the bed, we started smooching intensely. She is so passionate in bed. Until then, I did not know we had so much lust as we could see in our eyes. I started kissing her on her feet. I even sucked her toes. She used to wear an anklet and a toe ring. Her legs look beautiful.

Again, we started kissing intensely. She was moaning when we were kissing. I put my tongue into her mouth. We literally exchanged our saliva. It was so tasty.

I got a little desperate, and I wanted to suck her boobs. I quickly unbuttoned her nighty and she allowed me to remove her nighty. Oh god, what a scene it was. Her curvy boobs drove me crazy. Her boobs looked even more beautiful in a black bra. I started kissing and sucking her boobs over her bra.

And I raised her bra and pulled her soft boobs out. I grabbed her boobs and sucked her black nipple. Then she allowed me to remove her bra. I was playing with her boobs for 5 minutes. She was moaning loudly while sucking her boobs.

Then I slowly went up by kissing her neck, chin, and earlobes. We were looking at each other with lustful eyes. Hugging each other and kissing nd cuddling. Then I said, ” I want to taste your pussy.

She smilingly said, ‘No, I won’t allow you to suck my pussy.’ Then I asked like a child asking for chocolate,’ I want it, I want it’. We both laughed loudly. Then I got out of bed and sat between her legs. Then she allowed me to remove her panties. Wata pussy she has. It’s so beautiful.

We are smiling lustily while I am spreading her legs. Smilingly saying, ‘No… No…’ she tried to close her legs. Again I spread her legs, Oh God, what a scene it was … I could see her pink part. I was drooling to taste her pussy. I started sucking her pussy and rolled my tongue over her pussy.

She was literally moaning and crying in a tone while I was sucking her pussy. We both loved it. I did not want to waste time, I spread her legs wide and I grabbed my dick and rubbed it over her pussy. As I was pushing my dick little inside her pussy she suddenly moaned in ecstasy.

Her moans made me crazy. And pushed my dick a little deeper and fucked hard. I continued to fuck her. She was screaming in pain and pleasure. Suddenly, I released my cum inside her pussy. We are both in heaven, enjoying ourselves like anything.

After releasing my cum, I slept beside her, giving her a tired look. She smiled at me and said Thank you for the treat. After our intense intercourse, we were looking at each other, and she tried to kiss me. I responded to her by kissing. We kissed for around 5 minutes. Our lust has not diminished anymore.

Then she said, ‘Let’s stop now, plan for another day, because I’ll be late picking up my child from school. Then we separated from each other and cleaned ourselves. We dressed up as if nothing had happened between us.

And finally, I asked her for a kiss, and she allowed, and we both kissed intensely. Then I left her home.

Friends, this is my experience with my neighbour, the lady. Please let me know your feedback – [email protected]

Note: It is just a fictional Story

Hi, my name is Anjali, and I am 19 years old. I live with my mom and dad. Mom works in IT, and Dad runs a business.

My mom is at the management level and gets paid well, but she works the evening shift. So, she leaves home around 4 p.m. and comes back home at 1-2 a.m. So, I usually interact with her only in the mornings. My dad mostly manages his work from home and rarely goes on business trips.

My parents are very sweet to me, but are usually very cautious about my life and what I do outside of school. It was two months ago when I asked my mom for an OTT platform subscription.

Me: I need an OTT subscription, maa.

Mom: I know you are asking because you want to watch series and stuff, and it’s a big waste of time.

Me: Maa, please.

Mom: No (in a harsh tone), get ready for college. It’s getting late.

I was upset, so I went to college, and in the evening I returned. It was a usual day. Dad was busy at work in his room. I rested for a while, then freshened up and called my dad.

Me: Dad, what about dinner?

Dad: Beta, I have prepared and I have already eaten; for you, it’s on the table you have. I have an important client call today, and it might go on for some time.

Mom prepares breakfast and lunch, and Dad prepares dinner. I had my dinner and checked on my dad. He was busy with his meeting. I wanted to wait and somehow convince him for OTT. I went to my room, did my college work, and came back to check on him after an hour.

It was almost 10, and he was sitting on his bed with his laptop in hand. I went and sat next to him.

Dad: Come on, baby girl, what is the matter? How is everything?

Me: Daddy, I want to ask you for something.

Dad: I know what it is, and your mom already asked me not to buy you an OTT subscription.

Me: (I hugged him from the side.) Please.

Dad: (he kept his laptop aside, hugged me gently, and held me.) These platforms might affect your studies, dear.

Me: (feeling protective from his gentle hug), I really want it, Daddy. There is nothing wrong with it.

Dad: No means no; please don’t force me.

I cuddled up with him, requesting that I have quite big boobs for my age. I was wearing a white t-shirt and blue shorts that covered half my thighs. I don’t wear a bra when at home. I felt my boobs crushing on his chest. I’m pretty sure he felt it too.

He didn’t react, and my focus was just on convincing him. It’s not the first time we’ve hugged. It was casual every time, but this time I felt different, and I’m not sure how he felt. I was still in his arms, my body on his, and my boobs crushing against his chest. His hands casually went to my ass to hold me comfortably.

And until this point, both of us had zero sexual intentions, for sure, but ideally, I should have moved aside, or he should have taken his hands back. But I continued to stay there, as if I were being seductive to my own dad. Which was very bad, yet I was carried away in that moment.

I could feel his dilemma and confusion. I noticed his reaction. The bodies touching each other, and his hands on my soft ass, grabbing but without confidence. I decided to continue the conversation.

Me: Please, please, please.

Dad: Your mom will never agree to it.

Me: Let’s not tell her.

Dad: (starts thinking)

Me: In a low, sweet, and super lovely tone, I love you, Daddy. Please!

Dad: (I felt totally different when I said I love in that tone.) Okay, okay, but promise me you’ll use it wisely.

Me: Sure, buy it right away. I will use it cautiously.

Dad: Right now?

Me: Yes.

I stayed in his arms until he purchased the subscription, and after that, I said, “I knew my daddy was the best. I love you so much,” I said, and I kissed him on his cheeks. It was rather longer than my usual kiss, and I left my saliva on his cheeks. He kissed my forehead, and I went to my room.

After settling down in bed, I understood that I might have done something wrong. I acted like a bitch to my own dad and also let him be in such a wrong mental state. He genuinely loves me. He is pure and has always been a perfect dad.

And weirdly, I also felt good about the touches I made and the way he reciprocated. I had a counterargument in my head that it wasn’t my mistake, and he took advantage of me asking him for something. But clearly, I know he did not intend to take advantage.

Rather, it was I who led him that way. And strangely, I felt ticklish on my boobs and asses wherever his touch was felt. But at that point, I did not realize I had started a sexual tension with my own dad, which would change our relationship forever.

Two days passed by, and it was the weekend. On Saturday, I went out with my friends, and on Sunday, my dad and mom went on a small trip. I noticed he had a kind of mixed feeling. He was hesitant but still showed very lovely and caring gestures. I felt it might have an impact on what happened that day.

It was on Monday evening that, again, mom was not at home, and it was only my dad and me. Everything was as usual, and we both got to our rooms by 9:30. At 10, he came to my room to give me a check. I had taken a night shower, and I was holding my iPad, watching some YouTube videos.

It’s not very often he comes and checks on me like that, and I felt lucky that I was not on Netflix when he came.

Dad: What are you doing, beta?

Me: Going through some math lessons on YouTube, Daddy, I did not understand in class. (sitting on the bed with iPad, wearing an orange top and usual blue shorts without inners)

Dad: That’s good that you are studying. How is everything at school?

He glanced at me from head to toe.

Me: Yes, everything is going perfectly. (I blushed, looking at him staring at me.)

Dad: Okay, bye, Beta. (Reluctantly starts to leave)

Me: Daddy, come here.

Dad: Why?

Me: Just come and sit next to me.

Dad: Okay, he comes and sits on the bed, leaning back on the wall.

Me: I want to show the OTT. I snuggle and sit in between his legs, leaning on him.

Dad: He feels the fragrance of the shampoo and feels a little lost. He adjusts himself.

Me: See, there are so many web series, and few are useful. (Talking with excitement, at the same time noticing the touch of my soft bum on my dad’s thighs)

Dad decides to go with the flow and places his chin on my shoulders, with one hand on my thighs and the other on my stomach. I feel an electric shock, but manage to hide it. I start playing some content, and both of us start watching.

We stayed like that for almost 30 minutes. His hands were moving over my stomach and thighs. There was an evident intimacy, but we didn’t express it directly. Later, he went to his room, and I went to sleep.

The next day, after dinner, I asked my dad to join me to continue watching the series we were watching today. Both of us knew the intention was not to watch the series. He came to my room. We got to the same position where I sat between his thighs on my bed, and his hands were on my bare thighs.

He started moving his hands over my thighs and went higher and higher, almost touching my pussy. It was very sensual, and I couldn’t bear it, so I stopped him politely. He whispered in my ear, “You are the best.”

He kissed the nape of my neck and slid his hands inside my t-shirt, massaging my stomach. Already, one episode was done. I asked him, and I started the next episode knowing things would take off before the end of this episode. His hands were roaming on my stomach.

He had lifted my shirt, and his hands were touching the lower side of my boobs. It was getting so intense. He was very sensual, and he was literally teasing me by touching my boobs without grabbing them or touching my nipples. I was getting very uncomfortable and aroused.

We saw the time and we looked at each other. We knew mom would be there anytime, but it was such a hard decision to stop now, but we had to. Both of us were fully aroused, with a sense of disappointment and excitement for the next day.

The whole next day felt so long. I was waiting for the night, and I am sure even Dad was waiting eagerly. During the day, it seemed very natural. We pretended everything was normal. At night, it was the same. I was on him, feeling his dick on my ass. We were watching on the iPad, and he started his play.

His hands slowly touched my stomach, and then very slowly, he was touching my boobs, giving slight pressure. I was waiting for him to grab and pinch my nipples, and I got really uncomfortable. His touches were making me go crazy, and I was so aroused.

I broke the ice, got up, and kept the iPad away. I sat on his thighs again with my face towards him, took his hands, and guided them to grab my boobs. I leaned in to kiss him. It was a very passionate kiss between both of us. His hands were squeezing my boobs and pinching my nipples.

I kissed him for five whole minutes. We broke the kiss, and first I took off my shirt and helped him undress. We took off his shirt, and I pulled his pants down. Dick was rock hard. I looked at him, and his eyes told me that he wanted me to take it in my mouth, but I was hesitant.

He took a moment to calm me down. He made me lie on the bed, kissed me again, and grabbed my boobs. He next went to suck my boobs, and he slowly untied my shorts and pulled them off to get me naked. I felt shy.

He looked into my eyes and said, “Love, you are extremely hot and beautiful.” He slid his lips from my boobs to my pussy. He spread my legs, and I buried his face, and he started licking my pussy. It was so intense for me. He grabbed my ass and continued to be so pussy while I shot my juices in his face.

It was such an intense orgasm for me. I will never forget it. After he came, they cuddled up, both naked. I felt guilty because he sucked me and gave me the best orgasm, and it was my duty to suck his dick. I was hesitant, and I decided to take his dick in my mouth. I went down and took his dick in my mouth.

I was still feeling somewhat better, but I started sucking it. I loved that moment, and I stroked his cock with my mouth. He was slightly moaning, and he was totally lost. I took a moment to lick his two balls and start sucking him again. I was playing with my tongue and sucking the head of his dick.

He shot so much cum, partially in my mouth and resting on my face and boobs. He had extremely sexy moments. He hugged and kissed me. It was the loveliest moment.

It was so much for me to take in. And I fell in love with my dad so badly. We cuddled for an hour, and then he dressed up and went back to his room.

Yet again, it felt like eternity for the day to pass and the night to come. We both had an unsaid agreement to have sex only during bedtime so that we could maintain that father-daughter bonding.

It was night, and he came to my room as usual, but today there was no OTT drama, and it was directly into action. We cuddled up and started kissing madly. We both helped each other undress. He grabbed my boobs and pinched my nipples, and I grabbed his dick.

He followed suit and slid his hands on my bum and reached my pussy from behind. He had fingers in both my holes. We played with each other, and then he took out a condom. I was both excited and scared at the same time.

He looked into my eyes and comforted me. He made me lie on the bed, went down, and licked my pussyfoot. He put on the condom and slowly entered my virgin pussy. It was my first time, and I felt every microsecond of his dick slide into my virgin pussy.

That was when we had our first sex. He fucked me slow and hard. Though it was slightly painful, I enjoyed it to the max. It was such a wonderful night.

Later, I felt my mom was making such a big mistake by leaving dad this way. I also felt so happy that I was able to make him happy and be happiest with him at the same time.

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The next morning rolled into the village slow and easy, like a warm breeze. With the men gone, the women were handling things. The younglings, though? They were enjoying their time.

Ravi, Prerna, and Sakshi were sitting in their room, laughing about wild dreams and stories. Vikas and Gouri, Preeti’s kids, sat down with them, eyes wide. Ravi started telling a story about a bull and a cow he saw yesterday.

“So, Ravi, what did the bull do to that cow?” Gouri asked, her voice all sweet but with a sneaky grin.

Ravi grinned back, loving the attention. “He got on top of her,” he said, cheeks going pink. “You know, climbed right on.”

Gouri squinted at him. “Really?”

“I saw it myself!” Ravi said, his face getting hot.

“Prove it,” Vikas said, giving him a sly look.

Ravi didn’t even think—up he went, half-tripping over his feet. He bent over. Swung his hips. Grunts came out, silly ones. The girls were laughing their asses off at his gestures.

Sakshi has always been a curious one, lying on the ground, spreading her legs in the air. “So, the cow just lay like this?” she asked.

Ravi’s jaw dropped, his shorts tightening at the sight of his sister’s thighs. “Not really,” he said, voice shaky. “You’d have to be on your hands and knees.” He stepped closer, heart pounding, hands on her waist, positioning her on all fours.

He started moving against her, his bulge rubbing her soft butt through her skirt. “Aah,” Sakshi let out a little squeak, half giggling, half surprised. Madhuri, out grabbing firewood, heard the noise and crept over.

She peeked in and froze, seeing her kids playing such a wild game. Her heart was racing. Part of her wanted to yell, but something about their innocence stopped her. She stayed quiet, watching from the corner.

Ravi kept going, hips pressing against Sakshi’s skirt. “Wait!” he said, stopping. “The bull did something else first.” Madhuri leaned in, pulse thumping. “He licked her down there.”

They looked at each other, puzzled but curious. “Licked her where?” Gouri asked, leaning forward, eyes bright. Ravi shrugged, trying to act like it was nothing. “Down from where she pees,” he said, playing it cool. “But we’re not animals, so we don’t.”

Prerna smirked, eyeing Ravi’s shorts. “So, what do people do then?”

Ravi’s confidence slipped. “It’s… uh, kinda complicated,” he mumbled, clearly lost.

Gouri laughed, poking fun. “Sounds like you’re clueless,” she said, eyes twinkling. Ravi puffed up. “Oh, I’ll show you!” he said, sounding bold. Before Sakshi could say anything, he lifted her skirt.

She wasn’t wearing any panties. Putting her bare, wet pussy on display for them, it was tight and shiny. “Hey!” Sakshi squealed, squirming. “What do you think you’re doing!?”

But Ravi was into it, gently spreading her cheeks. Gouri giggled, getting closer. “Sakshi, did you pee? You’re all wet!”

“No way!” Sakshi shot back, face red. “It just got wet by itself!”

Ravi’s gut twisted. He paused, leaning towards her moist cunt, running his tongue over it. Sakshi gasped, “Aah!”, her body jerked. They stared with curiosity, teasing Ravi at first for putting his tongue down there.

But a growing silence in the room was filled by Sakshi’s moans. Ravi kept licking her pussy more passionately, licking her wetness like it was honey.
“This tastes a little salty and sticky,” Ravi said, licking again, voice low. “See? Now you know how humans would’ve done it too.”

Gouri wasn’t the type of girl who’d sit back and watch. “Can I try?” she asked, voice shaky but excited. Madhuri’s heart skipped. Her head spun. She knew she should stop this, but she couldn’t move.

Sakshi looked at Gouri, surprised but not pulling away. “Okay,” she said, voice wobbly. Gouri knelt by Ravi, her hands soft as she spread Sakshi’s ass cheeks, exposing her tiny asshole, tongue flicking out to taste the salty-sweet warmth of Sakshi’s pussy.

“Oh, it feels so good,” Sakshi moaned, her body tightening.

Madhuri, standing as a helpless bystander, felt her hand slipping under her sari, her fingers brushing her own wetness. She was jealous. Chandan never did that for her, always taking without giving.

“Your turn, Prerna,” Ravi said, voice low and eager. Prerna hesitated, but his intense stare pulled her in. She lay back, skirt up, showing her soft, budding pussy.

Gouri giggled, blushing. “You haven’t been licked yet either!” Prerna teased Gouri. Madhuri’s eyes widened, her fingers moving faster. This was crazy, but she couldn’t stop watching. “Vikas, you try Gouri,” Ravi said, trying to sound chill but buzzing with excitement.

Vikas shrugged, kneeling by Gouri, who was red-faced but curious, obediently bent down for her brother, Vikas. He copied Ravi, lifting Gouri’s skirt, kissing her gorgeous and youthful, tight butt. His hands trembled as he spread her ass cheeks, slowly inching her tongue towards her pussy.

As he started with hesitant licks, he finally appreciated the captivating aroma of her pussy, running his tongue over her pussy like a thirsty dog. “Oh my, yes. This feels so good,” said Gouri as her hips swayed, rubbing her ass on his face.

Sakshi, now a spectator to this, was enjoying the show. Not totally understanding what it was that they did, but loving it regardless. Madhuri’s heart pounded, heat mixing with guilt. This was wrong, but their raw curiosity held her there.

Ravi pointed out, “Look, the more we lick, the wetter they get!” Vikas nodded, licking Gouri harder. “Yeah, it’s sticky and salty. Not pee. How’s it feel?”

“Good,” Prerna and Gouri said together, giggling. “Weird, but good weird,” Sakshi added.

The boys grinned, pumped up. “Think if we keep going, they’ll get that feeling like we did yesterday?” Ravi asked, eyes shining.

“Let’s see,” Vikas said, a quick smile on his face.

“What’re you two whispering about?” Prerna asked, sitting up a bit.

“Nothing!” Ravi said quickly, diving back between Prerna’s thighs, tongue lapping at her wet pussy. Vikas kept going with Gouri, their moves getting braver.

Madhuri watched from the doorway, her body burning. Her fingers matched Ravi’s rhythm on Prerna’s clit, her daughter’s face twisting with pleasure. The girls’ moans got louder.

“Aah, ohh,” Prerna gasped, hips bucking as she hit her peak, shaking with a wild release. Gouri came right after, her soft whimpers just as strong. Madhuri bit her lip, holding back her own moan as her fingers pushed her close.

The boys looked at each other, thrilled and proud, not totally understanding but loving it. Madhuri shook herself out of it. This was too much; if she didn’t put an end to this now, it could go a lot further. “Lunch is ready!” she yelled out, startling them. They scrambled for their clothes and got dressed in a jiffy.

Once they came out of the room, they tried acting like nothing had happened. But Madhuri could see them stealing glances at each other. Despite all of this, lunch was quiet, the air heavy.

Madhuri kept it light, asking about their day, dodging the truth. Inside, she was a wreck, torn between being their mom and the heat still pulsing in her body.

Hello Guys,

Thanks for all the love I got for part-1! My inbox is flooded with messages saying it’s such a steamy and perfect story! For those who don’t know me, I’m Vicky, 25 years old, 6 feet tall, with a 5-5.5-inch dick, currently in Mumbai.

I’m into a corporate job earning a 7-digit salary per month, having recently shifted from Gurgaon. For those who haven’t read part 1 yet, please have a look at it.

After my sex vacation with Gitika, I came home that night thinking a lot: Was what I did correct or not? It all started with a massage, and I got paid for sex and a massage. Am I a gigolo? That’s something I never want to be—I never wanted to do sex for money.

It struck me a lot! I decided that I would never take money for any massage from now on. I will meet a woman if I like her; we’ll enjoy it—whether it’s friendship, massage, or sex—completely up to my interest. This is what I fixed that night.

Two weeks after the incident, I got a text from Gitika: “Hey, I have a surprise for you!”

Me: What is it?

Gitika: She sent me a one-time image with the text: “Will tell you only if you send your dick pic?”

She sent a pic of herself in a sexy red bikini. My dick got instantly hard seeing those 38C boobs in that red bikini, which wasn’t even covering 30% of her boobs. And that fold near her triangle area was making me go mad. I still remember those thighs have the marks of our wild sex two weeks back.

Me: I wanted to see more of her. I told her one pic wouldn’t make me give a pic of your chocobar.

Gitika: One-time watch video: “Please send me the pic of chocobar immediately.”

I downloaded it—it was a 10-second video where she was teasing me by touching herself, and then she turned around and showed her back in the selfie camera in the mirror. I was literally shocked, and my dick couldn’t wait; it was just dying to be inside her right away.

Me: I sent her a pic of my erect dick with the message: “Here is your meal.”

Gitika: (silence for 2 minutes) Baby, I want your dick right now. Can we meet?

It was already 10 PM. I told her I didn’t have energy for sex now—I was making excuses to make her feel more desperate.

Gitika: Please, baby, let’s meet to make out. Let’s not do sex; it’s fine.

Me: Okay, I don’t have my bike. Are you coming to pick me up?

Gitika: Yes, give me 15 minutes. I’ll be there to pick you up. Send me your exact location.

She reached my place in 20 minutes in her Audi—I don’t remember the model, but it’s an SUV.

I hopped in and was shocked to see her; she came in her party wear, a one-piece dress ending above her knees.

Me: Where are we going?

Gitika: Let’s have two drinks, and then I’ll drop you off.

Me: Are you mad? I’m in shorts. Let me change clothes.

Gitika: No, I love you this way. Let’s not waste time.

And she started kissing me after stopping on the roadside. We were sucking each other’s lips like wild animals, and she was moaning a lot from kissing. I was fondling her boobs, lifted her dress to her waist, and pressed her—which is my favourite part. After 10 minutes of making out, I touched her pussy over her panties—it was completely drenched. I understood she was horny again, and the night was going to be awesome. We paused after 15 minutes, and she started the car.

We went to South Point Mall, parked the car in the basement, and lip-locked for a quick two minutes before getting out of the car. She took her heels out, wore them, and we went to ‘Open Tap’. It was already around 11 PM, and it was full of Gen Z kiddos.

Me: I said Let’s go to some other place.

Gitika: Chalo! There’s another pub upstairs.

We reached Downtown. It was already in full swing by then—everyone was dancing, and the music was good. We got a corner table on the 1st floor. Very few people were on the 1st floor; most were dancing on the ground floor.

Gitika: Baby, what will you have?

Me: I’ll have what the lovely lady suggests.

She got so happy when I said that.

Gitika: Aww, cutie. Let’s order cocktails.

Me: Okay, what is that surprise?

Gitika: Wait, I’ll tell you after the night.

Me: No, tell me right now.

She lifted her leg and kept it on my dick from under the table and said, “Wait na, baby!”

I had an immediate boner again. Cocktails came, and the waiter saw her leg on my dick; he gave a smirk and went away. We talked about normal things—her life, her love life in college days. She was talking, and I was actively listening like that. I’m a very good listener.

She: Vicky, I like you so much, really! You listen to all my shit! You are my safe place.

Me: It’s all less for you, my lady.

We were four cocktails each down, and she got very tipsy! She was looking at me and continuously blushing.

She: Let’s dance. (She stood, and I understood she was too tipsy.)

Me: I don’t dance usually; I don’t know how to dance.

She: I will teach you, darling. (She dragged me downstairs.)

She was dancing her lungs out, and I was taking care of her so she didn’t fall. I wasn’t that tipsy; it’s pretty normal for me to have four cocktails.

She: Vicky, I am so happy. I am loving it. And she kissed me in front of everyone.

Seeing her so sexy, I couldn’t resist. I placed my hands on her 38 ass and pressed her ass while kissing. Seeing us, most of the couples started kissing. She was getting mad; she occasionally took her hand toward my dick, pressing it slightly and biting her lower lip.

After 10 minutes, she said, “Let’s go!” I paid the bill, and we left. She was dragging me like she was going to eat me.

Once we reached the basement, I told her, “You can’t drive. Let’s go by cab.”

She: Shut up and come with me. And she took me to the rear seat of her car.

I went inside first; she came and started removing my belt.

Me: It’s a parking lot; we can’t do it here. It’s risky. Let’s go to my home.

She: No, this is my fantasy. Please don’t say no, baby!

Me: Okay, as you wish!

And I pulled her onto me. I started sucking her lips, and we were interchanging saliva, kissing like mad, wild, crazy. I was getting so horny, and she was already hornier. She was pulling my pants and sucking my dick through my inners. I pitied her; she was so hungry for my dick. I helped remove my inners.

She took a deep look at my dick in the thin light of the parking lot and took it into her mouth. She was sucking my dick and playing her tongue on my tip. Ladies, trust me, this is the heaven point for any boy.

When the woman licks the top part with her tongue for some time, she then takes the entire dick immediately. I was moaning wildly for the first time; imagine how great a blowjob she was giving. I was reaching climax, but I wanted to make her cum too. She wouldn’t sleep without having an orgasm.

I told her, “Let me eat you.” I lifted her dress to her waist, and there I saw beautiful black panties. I touched her pussy over the panty itself—shivers went through her body. I told her to get into the 69 position. She sat beautifully on my face and was eating my dick below.

I moved her panties aside and licked her pussy; she bit my dick as shivers went down her body! She had already precummed a lot; it tasted so drowsy for me after alcohol—salty and tasty! I licked her pussy by inserting my tongue deep inside; she stopped sucking my dick and started moaning a lot!

I removed her panties and threw them aside. I was licking her pussy all over. I was moving my fingers on her inner thighs, which gave us a mix of ticklish and pussy-licking feelings, making her go mad. These are the things that make any woman go mad for you, like Gitika does for me, any day.

I was literally eating her pussy; it was cleanly, neat-shaven, but there were small hairs that seemed to be growing now. I was pulling them with my teeth, and she started shouting with all the mixed feelings. She told me she was nearing climax. I told her to make me cum too.

She was sucking me so vigorously, and I was eating her. Both of us climaxed at the same time. And she drank all my cum. She also squirted and fell on me. I was shocked seeing her wildness after drinks. I cleaned her well. Since I don’t know how to drive a car, I booked a cab and dropped her off at her society.

I left the car in the parking lot. She was so tired that she fell asleep on my shoulder. Once we reached the society, I woke her up, and she was shocked that she didn’t have her panties. I told her, “It’s in your car; no issues, go!”

She got down from the car, kissed me on the cheek, and I asked her, “What’s my surprise?”

“We are going on an international trip, and this is not a surprise.”

I was shocked listening to this. Will she bring someone else with her as a surprise for me? What will she do?

I will let you know in the next part. Stay tuned.

Reachable at [email protected] for comments/thoughts. No time-wasters, please. Any woman from Mumbai or any metro who wants to spend some quality time with me, drop me an email. We will fix a catch-up.

All night, while tossing and turning on the bed, I kept thinking that I had already fucked my boyfriend before marriage. So nothing will change if I sleep with Malhotra for one night? Neither will my husband become less in that one night, nor will my world stop.

But immediately another voice came from within me, “But Payal, you thought that after marriage, only your husband would be everything to you. Then this infidelity?”

I explained to my heart, “Yes, but it is also true that Malhotra wanted me in a completely different way the very first moment his eyes fell on me. There was raw passion in his words, a hunger burning in him that was slowly breaking down my resistance. Maybe I myself have been so lonely, so thirsty for a man’s touch that now it feels impossible to ignore the way his eyes undress me. The way his desire is begging to claim me.”

I was fighting with myself, thinking all this. On one side was the duty and shame of a wife, on the other side was the hidden desire and helplessness of a woman. And somewhere, my pussy was agitated. When someone comes to know that someone is crazy to fuck her, then this is what happens.

This is what was happening with me. And then I closed my eyes and said to myself, “Just one night, just one night with Malhotra. Everything will be normal after that. I will get a transfer, my job will be saved, my husband will be happy, and I will never get over this one-night sex with Malhotra.”

Finally, I made a decision and made an appointment with the secretary. The date and time were fixed. That day, since the morning, I was feeling restless and in a different kind of anxiety. I left no stone unturned in my preparations. That day, while getting ready, I was looking at myself repeatedly in the mirror.

I was wearing a black and red cotton-silk saree. The red border and geometrical design were making my saree even more beautiful. I had neatly lapped the pallu of the saree from one side and dropped it on the shoulder, due to which the shape of my boobs and ass was clearly visible.

On top, I was wearing a tight black half-sleeve blouse, which further highlighted my arms and my boobs. And whenever I wanted, I could pull off my pallu and show off my cleavage. On the neck, I was wearing a matching red-bead necklace, bangles in the hands and a sleek bracelet.

With light red lipstick on the lips and open thick hair, my whole look looked extremely graceful and seductive. When I was walking in heels, my ass wrapped tight in the saree was bouncing with every step. That day, I truly felt that whoever saw me must have imagined fucking me hard at least once.

And if Malhotra’s eyes fell on me, his cock would stiffen instantly, and his heart would throb with lust.

I told myself, “Payal, today can change your life. Don’t be nervous at all and don’t get angry at anything.”

As usual, there was a crowd in the State Secretariat. People were busy with their files and work everywhere. I smiled slightly at the receptionist and said softly,
“Just tell Sir that Payal Madam has arrived.”

I was completely confident of my approach. As soon as my name reached An, I did not have to wait. Within just 10 minutes, I was called to his cabin.

As soon as I opened the door and stepped inside, his gaze was fixed on me. First, it stopped on my face, then, going from the edge of my pallu, it went all the way down to my body. There was no shame in his eyes. I, too, shamelessly pulled my pallu a little and let him see my cleavage.

I smiled slightly and said, “Good afternoon, Sir.”

A sarcastic smile appeared on his lips. He said softly, “Hey, Mrs. Teacher Payal ji, what a surprise! How come you suddenly remembered us poor souls today?”

I sat on the chair in front of him, my saree pallu wrapped around my boobs, the fabric barely concealing my boobs. Hesitantly, I said softly, “Sir, I actually came to apologise. I didn’t realise that day that I was being rude to you. I couldn’t control myself, I didn’t understand anything, that’s why I behaved like that. Please don’t be angry, I never wanted to refuse you.”

As soon as he heard me, a different light shone in his eyes. As if he were proud of his position and his victory. He leaned back on the chair and said with a slight smile on his lips, “Hmm, so now?”

I adjusted the pallu of my saree so it slid down, barely covering my boobs. I locked my eyes with his. With a hot, teasing voice, I whispered,
“Sir, now I’m ready to take your every word, without saying no.”

After listening to me, he bowed a little and said with a light smile on his lips,
“You were saying a lot that day, Payal ji. I remember every word. You were saying then that I am not so helpless. And today you have come to say this yourself, that too with your eyes closed, without any shame or hesitation.”

I was totally shocked for a moment after hearing his words. I thought he must have forgotten it long ago. But even after so many months, he remembered my every word. He placed his pen on the table, leaned back on the chair and said, “Tell me, teacher, what kind of compulsion have you faced now?”

I twirled my pallu lightly with my fingers, with a naughty smile on my lips. I said, “Sir, what is your position now? I am just an ordinary school teacher. I cannot spoil my whole life for one night.”

There was a hungry sparkle in his eyes. He leaned closer and, after a brief silence, said with a sly smile, “You’ve understood very quickly, Payal madam. Now it will be just as easy to make you spread and take me.”

I asked with a little hesitation, “Sir, I will be transferred now, right?”

Smiling a little, he got up from the chair and replied, “I knew Payal ji, one day you yourself will come to me. That is why I have not given that transfer order to anyone till now.”

My heart raced wildly for a moment. Then he straightened up a little, his eyes still burning into me, and said, “Now you meet me on Thursday night.”

Anyway, I used to stay away from the family and lived alone in a rented house. Hence, there was no excuse or problem in staying with him overnight.

But still, I said out of fear, “But Sir, no one should come to know about this. Please, my marriage, my honour, everything will be in danger. I have never done anything like this before, that is why I am feeling scared.”

He laughed lightly and leaned towards me and said, “Hey Payal ji, do you think I will leak such things by putting my chair and my position at stake? Don’t worry, it’s just between us.”

There was trust in his eyes, but also an unbearable passion. I wanted to protect myself from him, but deep inside, I couldn’t lie. My body was already yearning to surrender.

In school, I made an excuse of having bad health and took leave for two days. I knew that I had to meet Malhotra ji on Thursday night. That morning, I reached a hotel in the same city and took a room on rent there, so that I would not face any problem in going to him at night.

All day long, I was thinking only one thing – Malhotra and I in the same room, on the same bed. My heart was pounding so fast that sometimes it felt like I would be able to get out of the house any minute. But along with that, I was also feeling a strange warmth and a kiss that was making me even more restless.

I dropped my bag at the hotel and went straight to a beauty parlour. I thought to myself, “Since I’m going to fuck him tonight, why not enjoy it completely prepared and irresistible?”

I waxed my entire body so that my skin felt smooth, soft and silky to his touch. I groomed myself completely. Facial, manicure, pedicure, every part of me was ready for his hands and lips.

My phone rang in the evening. My breathing became fast as I saw Malhotra ji’s name on the screen. As soon as I picked up the call, his voice came in a naughty tone, “So, where are you hiding, Payal madam?”

I said shyly, “Sir, I am in your city. I am staying alone in a hotel.”

He growled in a low, hungry voice, “Good, you are so close. Now tell me, Payal ma’am. Are you ready to fuck me all night?”

My voice was trembling a little, but I gathered courage and admitted, “Yes, Sir, that is why I came here this morning; just to give myself to you tonight.”

He laughed mischievously and said, “Wow, Madam, looks like you have come fully prepared to get fucked tonight.”

My heart was pounding, but I replied to him without any hesitation, “Sir, come to my hotel tonight. I have booked a room just for you and me.”

Then his voice grew deeper and deeper with lust, “No, Payal, you get ready by 10 o’clock tonight. A car will be waiting below your hotel. We will go to my guest house. Where no one will disturb us, and I can fuck you all night without any interruption.”

Hearing this sent shivers down my spine. On one hand, I was gripped by fear, while on the other, I felt a heady peace, as if destiny itself had pronounced its verdict. Tonight, I was going to break my husband’s trust. Open my thighs and surrender to another man’s cock, just to save my job.

I bit my lip and asked shyly, “Ok, Sir, but tell me one thing. What do you want me to wear for you tonight?”

He laughed a little and said, “Sorry, I did not understand anything, Payal ji?”

Teasing my pussy, I said, “Sir, what am I wearing to meet you tonight?”

Hearing this, Malhotra ji’s voice became thicker with lust. “Hey Payal ji, your dirty talk has set my cock on fire. But to tell you the truth, I have always seen you in the same form-in a tight saree, with the pallu slipped. Tonight, you have to come to me exactly like this.”

My breathing became faster. I said in a mischievous tone, “Okay, Sir. Just bring my transfer order.”

There was a determined hunger in his voice, he said, “Don’t worry about it, Payal. Malhotra never goes back on his word. You satisfy me tonight, and I will make you scream by giving you more pleasure than your husband ever gave you.”

Before it got dark, I locked the hotel room door from the inside. After a long day of heat and humidity, I slipped into the bathroom and took a long, steamy shower. As the water poured over my naked body, I imagined it washing away my old shame and fear, leaving only desire.

My boobs glistened under the spray, my thighs trembled, and my fingers lingered between my legs for a long time. I was no longer a shy wife. I was simply a hungry woman, getting ready for some other man.

After the shower, wrapped only in a towel, I opened my bag on the bed. On top lay the saree I had chosen for tonight, a royal blue chiffon with a delicate silver border. As I held it against me, the soft fabric shimmered like silver light against my still-wet skin, making me look even more tempting to him.

What do you think will happen when Payal finally meets Malhotra tonight? Will she resist, or will the temptation consume her completely? Share your thoughts, your excitement, or your own secret fantasies—I read every message.
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Once upon a time, I (Sapna) had planned gangbang of Urvashi. Made her the fuck toy, the most wanted slut by getting her on bed with three of my friends. Turned the innocent girl into the naughtiest girl. After that, we had fucked boy’s together, made love with ourselves just girl on girl and even in group. But somewhere, in Urvi’s mind, a revenge was getting planned for me. Somewhere in her silent mind, the dangerous plan was getting made. And, it was of my gangbang. It doesn’t matter to me much as I had already been with 3 boys at a time and in all three holes. But, still, when something happens unknowingly, it’s a dangerous thought and often scary. And, the revenge was planned, for one afternoon.

One afternoon, when we two were alone in house, I was sleeping. I had put on long white skirt and colorful sleeveless shirt on me, with white bra and white panty inside. The door bell rang, and urvi opened the door. I don’t who came in. Urvi had called our servant Sham and also told him to bring one other boy with him, but a virgin boy. She came in and in sleeping position with closed eyes I asked, “Who was it?” She replied, “Just a sales girl.” She was rubbing my legs over the skirt and had started slowly lifting my skirt towards upwards. I asked, “Urvi, what you doing?” She, “Nothing. Just feeling alone, so playing with you and want to play with your parts.” I was in sleeping condition, “urvi, I want to sleep right now. Some other time we will do.” Urvi, “No, sis. Let me do. I won’t disturb you. Please. I will play by myself.” I said, “But anyways, you are playing with me. I would get aroused then.” She, “No, but I want to play.” I said, “Ok.” She, “Just roll in front.” I rolled in front as I was sleeping on back side. While she brought a black cloth and tide it on my eyes. Then, she brought two ropes and tied my hands to the bed. I said, “What you doing all this?” She, “Just preparing for the play.” I was feeling lazy, so I didn’t opposed much and let her do her work.

She put her hand on my legs and lifted my skirt towards up. And, slowly she was rubbing my legs, came to thighs and bent over it and licked my thigh. She then spreaded my legs and then licked my inner thighs. Then she told me to raise my ass, I did and she took off my skirt and panty together. There I was lying half nude with tied legs. I don’t know that two males were watching all these action. Then, urvi spread my legs more and started licking my pussy, with slowly inserting her tongue inside it. She was doing it really slow and soft moans I was making, “ooooohhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhh” She came upward and opened my shirt and unclasped my bra and my two beautiful 32c size breasts were revealed. She started sucking one by one and pinching my nipples. I couldn’t react more as my hands were tied tight. I was softly moaning, “Aaaaaahhhh oooooohhhhhhh” While squeezing my boobs, she was also fingering me slowly and with this my juices had started flowing. Then, she stopped suddenly.

She ordered the two servants, “guys, now you can have her. I had made her enough wet. To make her wet, it is your job.” I was shocked, “Urvi, who are the guys? And, why are you doing such thing?” Urvi smiled, “Sis, it’s just a game. U made me the fuck toy and sex addict. So, is your turn now.” I understood why she did all this? It doesn’t make much difference to me as I had already been fucked by many boys. The younger boy came near to my nude body and was feeling my body from bottom to top. It was first time feeling for him to see a nude girl and that too so much fair, smooth and silky. Urvi, “You can feel as much you want and in whatever manner you want, she is yours for the day”. The boy took off his cloths and came over me, and took my boobs in hands and started pressing them, then took nipples in his mouth and was sucking them hard and I was moaning, “oooohhhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaahhhhhh”. His dick was rubbing over my smooth, silky and hairless pussy, but he was not entering in me, may be he was nervous and as he was virgin and doing sex first time, feeling hard to enter in my hole. He did sucking for some time and then Urvi, “Get inside her, I want your tool inside her and fuck her mercilessly and very hardly like you are hitting rock. And, Sham once he gets over, you start from back and then as he again recharges, you both get inside her from two holes at same time.

Boy spread my leg and was trying to put his dick inside me, but couldn’t find the way. Urvi got hold of his dick and positioned at my hole entrance, “now push it inside with force”. He pushed inside me at one stroke, but failed. Urvi, “Push for hard”. He pushed with more force and got fully inside me. He had 8 inch long dick and inside me. And, I moaned loudly, “aaaaahhhhhhh”. Urvi, “now do in and out, first slowly to get your rhythm and then as fast as you can.” He started doing pumping in me slowly and me too moving my hips to get with his rhythm and moaning, “Yyessssssssssssss it feel’s goooooddddd.” He got his rhythm and then increased the speed. I was in no situation to meet his speed, he was too fast and hard and I was screaming like anything, “aaaaaaaaa “. Urvi, “yes, that’s the way to do it.” He had raised my legs, spreaded to its full and fucking me like anything and pumping me like steam engine going at 100 km/h speed. He, “yyesss take it inside, ooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”. And, he cumed inside me. My hands were still tied with the bed.

Then, Sham came over me and started rubbing my boobs, one by one and squeezing my nipples and pinching it. I was moaning softly after first hard fuck, “aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh ooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh uuuuuuummmmmmmmmmmm”. Sham positioned himself over my entrance and then playing with it for some time. He didn’t enter in me but just rubbed over my entrance, teasing me more and making me wet. I was moaning, “oh please stop this, fuck me fast, I can’t take it any longer, I need it inside ooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh” And, he entered in me at one stroke and from the starting point he started to fuck me hard and fast, raising my hips and fucking me harder like an animal, “yyessssssssssss take this inside aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh.” I, “ooh yyyesssssssss fuccckkkkkk me haarderrrrrrrrrrrr oooohhhhhhhhhhhhh yyyesssssssssssssss”. And, he too soon shooted his cum inside me and most of his cum was dripping out on my pussy. I was totally exhausted by the time.

Urvi released my hand and it just felt on the bed. But the game was not yet over. Sham took me from back and the young boy from front and they both entered in me together and started fucking my holes together with speed and once more they exploded in me and then left me on bed. Urvi and Sham took me to bathroom, washed me with warm water, cleaned my pussy from inside and outside and made me cloth and I went to sleep. Before getting asleep, I looked at Urvi and she was smiling, asking me, “It looks you enjoyed a lot. I will soon be planning one more party for you. Have a nice sleep for the time.” My eyes got closed.

Hi! This is Krishna. You may call me “Krish’ I am 29 years and work in a Auto parts MNC in Pune. I had this sexy gal, Suman working in my office as an assistant. She was 25, very fair with pink rosy lips, very beautiful sexy feet and hands, tight and round arse and lovely round boobs always calling out for fondling. I had an eye for her- I always wanted to see her naked and run my dick right from her toes up to her head. I knew I would cum 100 times during that run.

I would always try to touch her hands whenever I got any opportunity and my dick would just swell in honor. But, unfortunately, I didn’t get any opportunity to go any further. One day we were alone in the office as everybody else was away for one reason or the other. She was working on the computer and I was sitting behind her watching her lustily- her feet, her neck, her ass, giving me a terrible hard-on. Suddenly, Suman turned around and said, “Sir, please take a look if this is OK”. I got up and walked up to her, right behind her, bend down to look at the screen. But my dick was bulging hugely under my pant. Suddenly, she turned around and her eyes met my bulge, as I was right behind her- just a couple of inches away. She looked amazed at my bulge and stared at it for a few moments and then straight into my eyes. I got the signal, though a bit unclear. I bent down over her almost touching my bulge on her shoulder to make a correction on the statement she was preparing. She was holding the mouse; I put my hand on hers’ and moved the mouse through her mouse.

She didn’t try to remove her hand. I gave her few suggestions and asked her to affect them so that I can see them. While pulling back my hand, I brushed on her cheeks. Now the signal was clear and the bulge was uncontrollable. Quickly, I took out my dick- red hot and pulsating, the veins jutting out and started fondling it right behind her. She made the changes and turned around asking, “Is it OK now”. Wow! Her eyes met my throbbing dick only a few cms away. She stared at my dick amazing by its size and hardness and then looked straight into my eyes. I pushed myself forward and touched her lips with my dick. Her cheeks turned red and immediately her eyes had lust in them. I ran my dick all over her face, her nose, her eyes and her cheeks. By now pre-cum had started oozing out. I rubbed it on her lips and she licked it. Slowly, I bent down and held her tight boobs squeezing them from over her clothes. She opened her lips to release a sigh. I put my dick between her parted lips and slowly I inserted my dick into her mouth. She started sucking my dick. My hands were caressing her cheeks. I inserted me hands inside her blouse and into her bra and started fondling her nipples and kneading her firm huge boobs.

Suman was sucking my dick very efficiently and not even once did she touch my dick with her teeth. I was in heaven. And I was about to cum. “Suman, I am about to cum. Would you like to drink my juice?” I asked. She nodded, since she still had my dick in her mouth and she didn’t want to let it go. I jerked into her mouth my tremendous load. She didn’t let even a drop come out. She gobbled up all the cum. Suddenly, we heard somebody coming and I swiftly put in my dick and zipped up. In the evening, I offered her a lift in my car. It was dark. I selected a dark spot on the road and parked the car on the side and immediately leapt over her taking her lips into my mouth. She put her tongue into my mouth. Our lips were glued together and our tongues were fondling with each other. I put my hands into her blouse and started kneading her boobs real hard. Coming back to my seat, I took her feet into my laps. These were one of the most beautiful pair of feet I have ever seen.

Strapped in black-sandals with well pedicure nails painted deep red. I lowered my lips on her toes and started kissing them. Then I removed her sandals. I caressed her feet for a moment and then took her toes into my mouth. I sucked her toes and ran my tongue all over her sexy feet. I was now rock hard. I unzipped and took out my dick- red hot and pulsating. “Are you always that hard Krish?” Suman asked winking at me. “Only when you are around honey”, I replied. She started fondling my rock hard dick with her toes. She tried to remove her feet but I pulled her feet back. “I want to eat your dick Krish”, Suman insisted. “No, please let me cum on your feet, Suman”, I implored. I put her both the feet together and inserted my dick between them and started pushing as if fucking her pussy. And finally I shot my load all over her feet. “Oh! You have made a mess of my feet, Krish”, said Suman. “See, that’s why, wanted it in my mouth. I could have drunk it and cleaned your dick”. “Never mind, you will get that opportunity again”, I replied.

Next Sunday, we decided to vent out all our fantasies and put them into action. I knew of a remote place that was totally secluded and had a lot of trees around like a forest. I had never seen anywhere in that area. Besides, it was a little off the road.

Once there, I put her on the bonnet of my car spread her legs and quickly vanished into her valley eating her cunt. She was squealing in ecstasy without inhibitions. She was writhing all over the bonnet holding my hair in both her hands. She tapped on my head gently; I thought she was doing it in ecstasy. But when she did it again, I looked at her and my eyes followed her eyes. Few meters from us were 2 girls about 20-22 years probably grazing their cattle. They were looking at us in amazement. We just looked at them and smiled and continued. Both of us were stark naked. Pulling her legs apart I put my rock hard dick on her nether lips and entered slowly. She started shrieking as I inserted slowly. First slowly and than gradually we were pumping like a bullet train, rocking each other and the car. And then with loud shrills, we both pumped our load. After completely draining my load into her cunt, I removed my dick and shook it towards the amazed girls. They just ran away. We put on the clothes and came back cajoling, kissing and caressing all the way. Ever since, we have made love at all possible places and in every possible way. Like a fingerprint, we have never repeated the same place and style. Any gals want to have this experience, may contact at [email protected].