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The classes started at an early age of puberty. Anushka belonged to a wealthy family, so attending parties were not a new venture. She was a lovely, humble lady in her early forties, whereas her husband was a drunk, mean bastard. She was an educated person and had a degree in sexual orientations.

As Anushka was trying so hard to channelise her passions, she decided to join a college as a consultant, specialised in sexual intimacy. Anushka began meeting several different curious minds of both sexes with some unique questions. Her curiosity increased with each passing day.

She got fascinated by this one kid who visualises his mother and masturbates every day, sniffing her undergarments. He sounded like a genuine case who wanted help. So Anushka had increased his sittings and later offered him some personal sessions at her home or in any hotel room.

Anushka’s husband had lost any interest in intercourse because of his infertility caused by excessive drinking and drugs. They both decided to part ways. He had reached a point where he shifted one of his offices abroad and left to monitor the establishment.

Anushka’s nights were lonely, and it’s not every day a woman can self-stimulate herself to satisfy her needs. She converted her husband’s office into her counselling room. She began inviting her students and a few other people for one-on-one meetings.

Soon, she became a respected figure in the locality and at the college and was overwhelmed by all the outcomes. Anushka received a call from an old student, Rohit. He had fundamental issues when they first met. She thought he was cured of all his fantasies as he stopped visiting and cancelling his meetings.

Anushka invited him to her house, and when he arrived, he looked like a mess. Rohit walked into her office and could not make eye contact with her. She offered him something to hydrate. Within a few minutes, he burst into tears.

Rohit explained his dream where he tricked her mother into having sex with him. How he licked her pussy and tits and made her moan. How she begged him to fuck her the way he wanted to, and how he fucked her in several positions. His notorious tricks to get laid with his mother.

Each time, the results are identical. He got kicked in his balls. He was a severe case of incest fetish. Anushka gave it a thought and asked him to return in a week. It was a difficult time for both Anushka and Rohit; both were sex deprived individuals.

She studied extensively about how to deal with such a case and also consulted her colleagues from the same domain. They all hinted in the same direction. It was not a comfortable method for any married or otherwise person. She forfeited her vows and arranged to help this individual.

Rohit had already declassified many things about his mother, and his urges caused by those. Now Anushka had to enact those to make things workable.
She rehearsed and perfected the act. Rohit came as asked, and Anushka opened the door.

The robe she was wearing was similar to what he described in one of his meetings. Anushka invited him in and started pretending to be his mother. Rohit’s behaviour changed; he became more comfortable over time. She learned many things that day. As the day passed, his actions became more vocal.

Within a week, he became extraordinarily comfortable. Rohit got caught sniffing her undergarments, even rubbing them against his crotch. He even tried to molest Anushka whenever given a chance. He must have fucked her hundreds of times within those hours.

One day, Anushka wore a fabulous saree, and her navel was visible, and Rohit lost his patience. He hugged her tight by wrapping his arms around her waist. His head was buried between her boobs, and he was sniffing the perfume she was wearing.

His actions were similar to those of a molester, which he wasn’t. But here his urges overcame his normal nature. Shattered, the tears began falling from his eyes, and he kept repeating how much he loved her. He wanted to satisfy and to protect her.

His hug tightened, and his tool was poking Anushka’s thighs. This is the endgame, she said to herself. She wrapped her arms around him and began comforting him. Rohit began licking the neckline, sucking earlobes, and even squeezing her against him.

Anushka’s pallu was long gone, and her neck had love bites all over. Rohit grabbed her from the back, squeezing her big tits from over the blouse and caressing his cock against her ass. She started to moan softly and asked for more.

“Rohit, my nipples are aching. Could you please release them from this misery?” she begged. Once it was done, she held his hand, pulled him close and commanded him to suck on the nipples to release tension. As he started, she pushed her head against her nipples and he sucked them good.

He grasped both the boobs and initiated sucking them alternatively. “Mom, don’t forget about my dick. Can I pull it out?” he requested. Anushka smiled, kneeled and pulled his cock out by unzipping his pants. Looking at that cock, she reminded herself what an actual dick looks like.

Rohit started moving his hips and was masturbating as she was holding his cock in her hands. Her pussy began oozing the juices of its own, as it had been a while since she witnessed a cock in front of her eyes. Anushka opened her mouth, and Rohit moved his hips to enter her mouth.

She shut her mouth and sucked on the dick head. He kept fucking her mouth, and she kept jiggling with his balls. She was giving him the pleasure of his life.
“You suck so good, Mom.” He uttered. Anushka looked into his eyes and smiled.

Her juices had already drenched her panties, and the discomfort from it was unacceptable. She could not let her juices go to waste just like this, so she began to suck him harder, stroke his cock faster and suck his balls. He shot his load in her mouth within minutes of excess pressure.

Anushka kissed him on his lips, went to the restroom and spat everything out. She came outside, barely wrapping her tits and found out Rohit was naked, stroking his limp cock. She asked him about what he was doing, and he responded, “It’s time I make you my bitch.”

The arrogance in his eyes was a sudden mood spoiler, but she knew how to calm him. “What would you like to do next, son?” she asked peacefully. “Would like to spank your mother, for being a whore?” She continued. “I would love to,” he responded with a cunning smile on his face.

He sat on the chair, patted his thighs and asked her to lie on that. She did that with a smile. Rohit lifted her saree and initiated patting on the bumps. With each spank, she uttered his name. Hearing them, he began to have an erection, and the cock was poking Anushka’s belly button.

Rohit ripped her saree and asked her to spin. He watched her while stroking his dick. She acted as if falling, while he grabbed her arm to break the fall. Anushka hugged him and kissed his neck, holding and caressing his dick. She enquired if he was ready to fuck her.

He pulled her from her hair and planted a smooch while pushing on the carpeted floor. His dick was twitching, which means it wanted a place to rest or would shoot the load out. “Don’t you want to taste your mother’s pussy, dear?” Anushka invited.

Rohit went down and widened her legs and buried his face in the vaginal duct. She screamed slowly. “Sorry, Mom,” he responded. Moving back to the licking, he pulled his tongue out and put it on the pussy, licked the whole pussy as a baby licks the ice cream and repeated it several times.

Anushka transversed to another realm where she was begging to be served. “Suck me harder, son, please your mother.” She kept repeating. Rohit, concentrating on pleasuring her, put his index finger in and started finger fucking her, while licking the upper part, including the clitoris.

“Am I doing well, mommy?” he asked. “You are doing great, son,” she replied. “Don’t stop, baby, you soon will be receiving a reward for your good deeds,” Anushka continued. Rohit initiated finger fucking her with full force while licking the clitoris.

Anushka pushed his head and, by caressing pussy the way she wanted, she squirted, and commanded Rohit to lick her dry by pulling him towards her pussy. Her legs started to get weak, but her determination towards her patient was phenomenal. Anushka moved up and called Rohit.

She pulled the condom out from a packet, put it on the precum-oozing penis and rubbed it on the pussy. “It’s time you have your reward for being such an understanding child.” She uttered after kissing the dick head. Rohit made her on all four and shoved his cock in her pussy.

Rohit’s thrusts were making her tits swirl, and the spanking was causing her to beg for more. “Do you like fucking your mother’s pussy, kid?” Anushka asked.

“It’s the best pussy I have ever fuck, mom.” He pulled his cock out and spat on the pussy for extra lubrication. The thumping began in less than a minute, and the moans filled the room again. He clutched one of Anushka’s tits first and then the second one to fondle them.

“Fuck this pussy harder, you motherfucker.” She exclaimed! “You have been dreaming of inserting your fucking dick inside for such a long time,” Anushka continued. Rohit spanked the butt harder, causing her to yell.

He changed the position to reverse cowgirl and began fucking her again by gripping her waist and managing the insertion speed. Anushka initiated rubbing her clitoris by applying her pussy fluid. She was eager to have her orgasm before Rohit’s. It had been ages.

She cum while her pussy was being stroked. Rohit’s penetration had increased, and within a cycle of thrusts, he spurted inside her pussy. Poor Anushka could not squirt while getting fucked, but, indeed, had masturbated later.

“How did I perform, Mom?” Rohit asked while collecting his breath. Anushka’s smile explained everything, and that’s how Rohit’s fantasy of fucking his mother was fulfilled.

“I’m fine, Govind.”

“Yeah, I was worried, Deepu.”

“Why? Uhhhh,” a slow moan escaped Deepika’s mouth.

“What was that?”

“Nothing,” covered Deepika.

“You know, you are now spending time mostly with your friend, even until late in the evening.”

“Hmmm.”

“Deepu, are you listening?”

“Yeah, I will come home and talk. Okay, bye.”

As soon as she stopped the phone, Abbas took his mouth off Deepika’s left boob.

“That was so tasty.”

“You naughty boy,” Deepika exclaimed!

Deepika and Abbas were in a private place away from their lives, enjoying their time and each other’s bodies. Deepu had an orgasm after orgasm. Abbas kept on sucking at her boobs and pussy while also putting his shaft in.

“So, you’re going to lie to your husband?”

“What else should I do, tiger?”

“Maybe, tell him.”

“No way. He’ll have a heart attack if he comes to know!”

“Comes to know of how his wife is enjoying herself while he keeps on working like a machine?” Abbas smiled.

“Enough of my fool husband, I want you inside of me again.”

That was the green signal that Abbas was waiting for as he went into full action mode for the next half an hour.

Meanwhile, Geetha went on with her life as she contemplated her friendship with Deepika. She could no longer see Deepu with the same respect. But at the same time, she had a tiny bit of sympathy for her. After all, even she had accidentally kissed Abbas and immediately regretted it.

She felt Deepika deserved one more chance. She thought the trip that Deepu proposed was a perfect idea to move away from all the day-to-day things. It would be a good way to reflect on the wrongs they had done, or so she thought.

The day finally arrived. Geetha informed her husband and sons of the trip. They were all happy that she had gotten a break from the daily routine. But they have no idea what was about to happen. Geetha picked two extremely beautiful sarees that give her a royal outlook.

However, Deepu insisted she bring her transparent saree as well. It was going to be a very hot afternoon at times, and she wouldn’t have anything to wear.

As Geetha readied herself in front of the mirror, Deepu and Abbas were having hot sex in Govind’s car. Deepu borrowed it for the upcoming trip. They were nude below the waist as they were in the “lap dance” position.

“Ahh, fuck me.”

“Yes, Abbas, give it to me, baby.”

Abbas only knew her for a few days, but they had already had sex for almost a dozen times. While Abbas loves to plough married pussies, he was now almost fully focused on getting Geetha.

He thought Deepu’s idea for a trip was the perfect setup. There would be two of his friends, Shakib and Omar. They would give company to Deepika while he took care of Geetha.

“Yes, baby.”

“Your pussy is so addictive, Deepu.”

“Ah, thanks.”

“I know why you brought this car.”

“Of course, for the trip.”

“Yeah, that’s the excuse. But you are turned on by me fucking you in your husband’s car.”

Deepu with a naughty smile. “You think!”

“Of course, you’re my personal slut. Let me make you mine now”

Saying this, he brought her out of the car, which was in an abandoned building’s parking lot. He started fucking her by bending her. While fucking, he was only imagining Geetha, and the strokes got bigger and louder. And so did Deepika’s screams.

Just then, he took the ring that her husband had gifted her.

“Hey… that’s mine … mister.”

“Yeah, I’ll give you after fucking.”

“Why?”

“Let me show you.”

He put it on his finger and started to fuck her again.

“You’re just incredible.”

“Of course, better than your cuckold husband, haha.”

“Much… ahh… better.”

“Much better than whom?”

“Much better than my loser husband.”

“I’m going to cum.”

Deepu was now screaming in the parking lot. Before long, Abbas unleashed his cum inside of her. Deepu, being turned on, took her ring from Abbas while giving him a hot blowjob. It was a thank-you gesture from her!

The car finally arrived at Geetha’s apartment. Deepika was in her sleeveless dress and shorts that ended at her knees. This was the same dress in which Abbas just banged her. Geetha was shocked by the choice of dress.

“Come in, Geethu.”

“What is this dress, Deepu?”

“Stop it, na, it’s our trip time.”

“Ha sure… did your husband approve?”

“So, he has to approve everything I wear? Do I get to approve everything he wears? If I did, I would only ask him to wear underwear to his office hahaha.”

“You’re just something, Deepu. So where are we going anyway?”

“That’s the surprise!”

Deepika planned to take her to a tourist spot near a lake. Abbas convinced her to stay at a nearby lodge that his friends own. Unknown to her, even his friends are going to be there!

As the car reached the lake, Deepika slowed down. Geetha managed to see the wonderful tourist place all by herself. Before she was about to get down, Deepika asked her to wait till they freshened up at a Lodge nearby.

As the car parked near the lodge, there were two vehicles already parked there. As both Deepika and Geetha enter, they meet two guys, Shakib and Omar. They introduce each other. They are in their late 20s and Gulf returnees.

They earned a lot of money and have started this lodging business. Usually, the lodge is at least half full. But Abbas promised them they would have a fun time if it were only Geetha and Deepika.

Geetha looked around the lodge and the beautiful drawings on the wall. Deepika started conversing with Omar and Shakib. They were already eyeing her, and Deepu understood the naughty plan of Abbas. She was about to be fucked by three virile men. The thought alone raised the hormones inside her.

Geetha, meanwhile, was looking around when she accidentally moved into a room. The room has an automatic lock system. Geetha tried to open it, but couldn’t as it requires a key to open. As she searched for her phone, she heard bathing noises in the washroom.

Someone was in there! She wanted to apologise and ask the person to open it. Just as she was about to move into the room, the person entered with only a towel on his head. Yes, it was a man who had strong biceps, a dominant figure and even a beautiful ass that all raised the temptation of Geetha.

The man noticed someone was watching him and quickly turned around. There he stood, strong, bold, with an impressive manhood. Geetha was beyond shocked as she recognised the man. When she came to her senses, she was taking a step back.

The man quickly moved, took Geetha’s hand, pulled her inside the room, and closed the door behind.

Greetings to all the horny and passionate readers of this site. I’m a guy in my twenties with a horny dick and a passionate smut writer and reader working in the IT industry.

This story, which you all will read, is a true story that I have experienced recently. When I published my first story on 6th June, “Unforgettable night – The Birthday sex”, after reading it, a female reader reached out to me and praised the story, asking me whether it was the real one or not.

So Anjali reached out to me after reading my story, and her first message was
Anjali – Hey! Your narration was amazing.
Anjali – Is this a true story??
Me – I thought Monday was all about misery and meetings, and here I’m receiving Compliments.
Anjali – Hahaha, nice one.
Me – yes! This is a true story.
Anjali – It was really nice to read this one.
Me – Glad you liked it. But did you just read it or feel it?
Anjali – Both
Me – Both? That means it’s still running in your head.
Anjali – yes
Me – If yes, what would it be
Anjali – you know it na
Me – knowing and hearing it are two different things
Anjali – I did think about that whole scene.
Anjali – I also celebrated my birthday previously.
Me – Previously? So that means there is no Rahul in Anjali’s life, know??
Anjali – yes! There is no Rahul in my life right now.
Anjali – we had a break-up last year.

So there were a lot of chats, and like this, our conversations started happening daily, and a week later, Anjali shared her Picture Caption was Saturday Click and then she asked me about mine.

So in that Picture, she was wearing a purple saree with an open blouse, and in that picture, she was looking absolutely gorgeous. She had long, cascading dark brown hair, and the main attention-grabbing thing in that picture was her smile, which was damn good.

Since our Conversation is going on smoothly, mostly we would chat at night due to our busy Schedule. Anjali was posted in a bank which I can’t mention, but she was in a managerial post, and she is 4 years older than me.

Gradually, our conversations started happening over voice calls, and we started sharing things about intimacy and fantasies like past experiences, expectations. There, she confessed about her one fantasy which is related to “Food Porn”, so during our call.
Anjali – But! Please don’t write my story.
Me – I only write about what I have relived.
Me – so too right our story, we would need to meet first.
Anjali – Damn! That’s true, and we will meet for sure.

This is how our talks are going on, almost 2 months have passed in voice call, video call and in the first week of August,
Anjali asked, “If you can come on the long weekend on 15th August in Udaipur.”
Me – yes! I can do that.
Anjali – But you have to book a room cause my landlords are strict and we can’t stay at my place.
Me – Don’t worry about this, I’ll book a place and will notify you once it’s done.

After booking my stay, I messaged her all the details. Then, I told my family that I’d have to visit the office on August 15th because team members from the US were visiting the Gurgaon team, and I needed to be there to present.

I took a cab in the early morning of 15th August and reached Udaipur city in the afternoon. This journey was quite comfortable and enjoyable as other people in the cab also came here for the long weekend.

So I have booked my stay in a 3-star Hotel Sarovar with a lake view. Upon reaching to the hotel, the cab driver dropped me off at this place. After checking in, I pinged her.
Me – I just checked into the hotel Sarovar.
Anjali – I’m coming over to your place in 30 minutes.
Sorry! For waiting.
Me – Saba r ka fal meetha hota h(The fruit of patience is sweet)

Then Anjali called me and told me that she was in the grey swift near the parking lot, and when I went there and saw Anjali, she was looking very beautiful. Then we both hugged each other, and there was a different kind of excitement about her which words cannot describe.

Her sharp, almond-shaped eyes were defined with black eyeliner, perfectly complementing her subtle makeup. She wore a two-piece outfit consisting of a light pink patterned bikini top and a long, flowing white skirt.

After settling down in the car our flirty banter started, I started telling her that today the whole of Udaipur is going to know that Anjali will not be able to sleep tonight, listen to this, she lightly punched me on my chest. There were chocolates kept there, so I said, “oh so you are already in the mood, we will use Cadbury.”

There was a unique and cute smile on Anjali’s face, which she was not able to stop, even after wanting to To encourage her further, I started moving the fingers of my right hand on her waistline, due to which her eyes were closing, and she said “please don’t do it now, we have a whole night for this”.

And then I started to trouble her further and put my hand on her left thigh, as I placed my hand, she looked towards me like a child and started saying no with her head, but I slowly started to caress her thighs, she closed both her thighs and with one stroke she applied the brakes to the car.

Then I stopped my teasing, and while talking, we went to Jagat Niwas Palace. The weather was very beautiful, and we were roaming there holding each other’s hands like a couple.

I sat on the bank of that lake and clicked some pictures of her, then we sat and talked, looking into each other’s eyes, and I did not even know when the evening passed.

Then, as soon as it got dark, we came out a little and were walking around. I stood behind Anjali and whispered in her ear.
Me – you are looking so edible right now, Ms Banker.
Me – If nobody is around, I would love to tear your clothes right now and would love to fuck you on the stop and then bite your earlobes

“With all your mischief, I’m wet right now,” Anjali whispered in my ear, her voice a low murmur. She then licked my neck, her touch sending a jolt through me. I noticed people drawing closer, so we quickly backed away, heading for the outdoors.

She’d already made a reservation for us at a rooftop resto-bar, so we headed straight there. When we arrived at “Taro,” the vibes were incredible, and the ambience was fantastic. We found a secluded corner seat.

After sitting on the seats, she ordered cocktails of her choice and some light food, and there were some cherries on it, so when the food came, I first picked the cherry and to tease her, I started licking the cherry and wanted to suck it and see Anjali’s expression. She was looking at me as if she would jump on me any moment.

Anjali – You know it’s been more than a year since I’ve had physical touch, and you’re teasing me so much.
Anjali – I swear, once we reach our desired location, then I will show you what teasing is

We left around 11 o’clock and got into the car. As soon as we were inside, I saw Anjali looking at me. We moved closer and started to kiss, our bodies drawn to each other as if it were the last time. Our tongues tangled, fighting for dominance, and we bit and sucked on each other’s lips. I ran my hand through her hair, and her eyes fluttered shut as I alternated between her upper and lower lip.

She seemed to lose all control, so I pushed her back against the seat, kissing my way down her neck. My other hand explored her inner thigh, caressing it softly until I found my way to her pussy.

Anjali moans – ohh! Don’t stop
Anjali – I want to feel the rest of my life.

But a sudden honk from a nearby car jolted us back to reality. We quickly pulled ourselves together, regained our composure, and I drove us back to my hotel.

When we reached the hotel, we first went to the reception because Anjali had to enter, and when Anjali was entering, I noticed that her nipples were still hard, and the reception guy was also looking at this. I noticed this from the side eye.

And when we started walking towards the room, I put my hand on her shoulder and whispered in her ear, “Your nipples are quite tight, and the receptionist was also noticing it”. She then looked towards me and punched me on my stomach, and then I said
Me – I told you that today, the people of Udaipur will come to know that Anjali will not sleep tonight.

We reached the room, and Anjali opened the door, turning to face me with a mischievous smile. She stood with one hand on the door, then took a step back, pulling my shirt tightly with her other hand. Before I knew it, she had pulled me inside and shut the door behind us. I was too stunned to react.

As we got inside, Anjali hugged me tightly, and a few tears fell from her eyes. I held her face in my hands and said, “I haven’t even done anything yet, and you’re already crying? What’s going to happen when I do?” She laughed at my comment, and the tension broke.

I guided her to sit on the bed and looked at her, then slowly unhooked her bikini top. She seemed a little shy and quickly covered her boobs with her hands.
Her 34 C boobs are perfect in size, and her big areoles were the cherry on top.

I gently placed my hands on her waist, pulling her closer. I then took hold of her hair, applying a little pressure as I kissed her boobss. I alternated between kissing her boobss and then her collarbone, and then from the nape of her neck to her earlobes. She moaned in pleasure with every touch.

I lay her down on the bed and cupped both her boobss, squeezing them like stress balls until she let out a shriek. I then began to suck on her left nipple, then moved to the right. I then circled my tongue around her left nipple, then did the same on her right one.

All the while, Anjali ran her fingers through my hair. I pulled away from her boobss, kissing her lips before returning to her neck, sucking it with full force. I trailed my tongue down her cleavage, and she began to moan, “Aah, aah.” I then moved to her stomach, circling my tongue inside her navel. I kissed her arms, and she seemed to drift into a state of pure ecstasy.

I stood up and smiled down at her, then grabbed her long skirt at the pelvis. In two seconds, it was off, and she quickly pressed her thighs together. I gently spread them with a little force, revealing her smooth, clean-shaven pussy. Her clit was clearly visible and swollen.

I lay down beside her and began to play with her boobss again, gently sucking and biting her nipples. At the same time, I used my other hand to continuously massage her swollen clit in a circular motion for about five minutes.

I moved between her legs, and she lifted them to give me better access. I sucked her toes that made her crazy wild, her eyes completely shut, and she was moaning hard.

Anjali – where were you all this time
Anjali – I’m begging you, don’t stop, please.

Then I kissed my way from her ankle to biting down on her calves, then planting gentle kisses till her inner thighs and blowing warm breath on her Pussy. I then took her hands in mine and gave her a deep, passionate kiss.

I then slid two fingers inside her vagina and began to lick her clit lightly, moving my fingers in and out. Anjali opened her legs completely, her hands moving to my hair as she moaned, “Ah, ah, just keep doing it like this.” I increased the speed of my licking and the in-and-out motion of my fingers.

I got up, held her neck, and kissed her lips, all while continuing to finger her pussy with both fingers like a jackhammer.

I got up, took off my jeans, and sat on the sofa. Anjali came over and sat beside me, looking at me with lustful eyes. She began to lick my nipples and kiss my chest, then held my penis with both hands and started to suck it.

I held her hair as she looked up into my eyes. She began to lick the head of my penis slowly, moving her tongue back and forth before coming back up to kiss me.

I sat on the sofa with my legs spread, and she knelt in front of me, sucking my penis with great force. Sometimes she took it completely inside her mouth, and other times she would spit on it, rub it, and then suck it again. She then moved her attention to my balls, caressing them before tracing her tongue over them, one by one, with varying motions and speeds.

She then got up and straddled my lap in the cowgirl position. She dabbed some saliva on her love hole, and as I rubbed my dick against her clit, she grabbed me and slowly lowered herself down onto me.

Anjali slowed her pace, and I began to suck her boobs. Instead of just moving up and down, she started to grind herself against me like she was kissing me everywhere—on my lips and on my neck. When she started to get tired, I took over, holding her hips and thrusting up from below.

We shifted to the spooning position, and she opened her legs for me. I slid my penis back into her love hole, my hand on her neck and my other hand holding her leg as I controlled the pace of my thrusts. We looked at each other, kissing passionately.

As I began to massage her clit with one hand, she started to moan loudly, “Baby, I’m gonna cum, I’m gonna cum! Shit, this feels so good, so good!” With that, she released her splash, her leg trembling as she climaxed. She had a few tears in her eyes and then hugged me tightly.

She stayed on my lap for a couple of minutes until her breathing returned to normal. I then asked her to get in the doggy-style position. As soon as she did, I licked her from behind, then slowly rubbed my penis on her hole before sliding it inside. I began with a slow pace before picking up speed.

As I thrust into her, I started counting my shots. I grabbed Anjali’s hair and pulled her head back to kiss her while continuing to thrust. As the veins in my penis started to swell, I said, “Ms. Banker, now it’s my turn!” She sat up on the sofa, and I took my dick out of her and shook it, releasing my cum onto her boobs, neck, and face within five seconds.

Me – I told you that when I do it, different kinds of tears will come.
Anjali giggled hard.

Then did Anjali’s food fantasy get fulfilled in the next part?

I hope you enjoyed my story. I’m from around Delhi-NCR. For feedback and discussion, you can hit me up at [email protected] or Google Chat.

This is the 3rd part of my story. In the previous part, Samir had a threesome with me and his own mom, Mira. After having one round and making us tired, Samir was now fucking his mom again. I was watching from the side, letting mom and son have their moment.

Watching how Mira was enjoying fucking her own son and how these young guys are more energetic and enthusiastic about sex than their dad was made me hornier. Since my husband doesn’t give me any attention, I was thinking I would have dick to enjoy in my home if I could seduce my son.

Like Samir, my son may also secretly lust over me. But unlike Mira, I don’t wear shorts or tight dresses at home, and my son has never seen me in dresses like a bikini.

We returned from our trip to the Maldives. In our few days’ vacation, Samir fucked me and Mira in every way and every position he had ever imagined. Now, after returning home, I had a job to do, i.e. to seduce my own son.

While returning from the Maldives, I had done some shopping. I bought a short and tight dress that would expose my curves properly. In our return trip, I was wearing a white top, giving a nice cleavage view. My leggings hug my curves and expose my panty lines.

From the airport, I took a cab and returned home on my own. I reached home and rang the doorbell, my son, Rohan, came to open the door. He opened the door and just froze, watching the view; his eyes were stuck on my cleavage. After a minute, he spoke up, “Hey, Mom, welcome back. How was your trip?”

I hugged him tightly (we never used to hug), squeezing my boobs on his chest, and replied, “It was good, son, but I missed my baby. How are you doing?” I took my suitcase and moved forward. Now he was having a good view of my big fat ass.

I could sense his eyes were enjoying the view of my ass and its jiggle as I walked. He didn’t even bother to reply to me. I just smiled and went to my room, saying, “Ok, son, I will rest for a while.”

As I was entering my room, he said, “Ma, I almost forgot to say father will be out of town for a few days. He just went yesterday.” I just smiled and closed my door, but left it slightly open in case my son wanted a view. I just quickly undressed and fell into my bed, only in my bra and panties.

I had a nice nap and woke up in the evening. I did not bother to wear a dress. I just wore a night gown over my inners and went to my son’s room. I knocked on his door a few times. After a while, he opened the door, and he had a boner. I said teasingly, “What were you doing, son? You took a while to open the door.”

He said, “Nothing, mom is just watching some videos on YouTube.” I asked what he would want for the evening. I had no plans of cooking and was planning to order something. He replied, “You don’t need to order, Ma. Today, I will cook for you.”

I said ok, let’s go to the kitchen. I will help you. In the name of helping, I was trying to seduce him. I was bending a lot when I needed to reach something. I was letting him know his mom is naughty and is wearing just a bra and panties underneath.

I could have noticed a boner developing underneath his pants, and he was trying hard to hide it. While we were in the kitchen, he said, “Ma, why didn’t you wear such clothes before? It looks good on you.” I asked him teasingly, “What do you mean by such clothes, son?”

He replied hesitantly, “I mean, Mom, a little exposing dress. Can I say something if you don’t get angry?” I said, “Go ahead, baby. Why will I get angry with you?” He said, slightly looking down, “You look so sexy in this, Mom. Your thick thighs and cleavage look so hot in this dress.”

I spoke, acting surprised, “Oh my my…. my little boy is a grown-up man now, he is checking out his own mom.” He quickly replied, “No, it’s not like that, Mom. I just said what I saw, and you said you won’t get angry.”

I laughed and said, “Relax, son, I am not angry. I was just surprised. I am your friend, son. You can share anything with Ma.” I added, “I have heard boys like mature women, what they call it Milf.” He was in awe, “Mom, what are you saying? Who told you?”

I replied, “I am a teacher, son. I have regular interaction with young boys like you. Now tell me, son, is it true? Are you also into Milf?” He said, “Well, Mom, if you insist it’s true, boys like mature women, and I am no exception.” I acted innocent and said, “Why do you guys like mature women?”

Now my son was opening up to me; maybe he was also seeing an opportunity. He replied, “Frankly, Mom, it’s just because they have big boobs and ass compared to young girls.”

“Is it son?” saying so, I opened my nighty and said, “Does mom have big boobs and ass?” He was too stunned to speak for a while. After a few minutes, he said, “Oh my god, Mom, I never imagined you had such an amazing body. I had an idea that you had a nice body while seeing you in a sari.”

I replied, “Oh, is it son… What do you like in your mom’s body?” He quickly replied, “You big fat ass mom. They look so good in a sari also.” I acted shocked, “Oh, hearing such praise from your own son feels so naughty. Do you masturbate thinking about me?”

He said, “Yes, Mom, every time I see you in a sari, I can’t control myself and jerk myself imagining your big ass.” I turned around and twerked my ass, saying, “This ass son.” As soon as I started twerking, he spanked my ass hard. I turned back and gave him a look.

He was a little afraid and said, “Sorry, Mom, I could not control myself watching that ass of yours.” I can see it, son, I said, laughing and pointing to the tent in his pants. I said, “Let it out, son. It will hurt.” He quickly opened his pants and released his dick.

It was so big, bigger than Samir’s dick. I grabbed his dick and started jerking it, “What do you imagine while masturbating thinking about me, son?” He was flowing with emotions now. He said, “What about I do it, Mom, rather than saying it?” He positioned me in doggy and went towards my face.

He said, “Open your mouth, Mom.” I did as he said. He pushed his long, hard dick into my mouth and started fucking my mouth. I was struggling as he had a big dick. He was forcing all his dick inside my mouth and spanking my ass hard.

He said, “Take it all bitch. This is what I imagine while I see your big fat ass in a sari.” I was gagging on his dick. He was mercilessly deep throating me. “Fuck, mom, shake that ass while you suck your own son’s dick,” he said, taking out his cock for a second, allowing me to take a breath.

Then again, he inserted his dick while I was shaking my thick booty. “Just like that bitch, just like that. Bounce your big fat ass. It’s a dream come true for me,” he said, spanking my ass. After fucking my face for around 10 minutes, he finally released inside my mouth.

My mouth was full of his cum. I was sucking his dick to clean it. As I was sucking it he got hard again. He came from behind and started fucking me in doggy style. He pulled my hair and started fucking me hard. He said, “This is also what I imagine fucking you bending you over like this.”

I was getting hornier with every word and action he was doing. I was also shouting, “Yes, son fuck your slut mother harder. I am all yours, son. Make me your bitch. Fuck me how you like.” He increased his pace. He was watching my fat ass jiggle with his every thrust.

He was spanking both my cheeks turn by turn, saying, “Fuck ma, your ass looks even bigger in doggy. It makes me crazy.” I replied while moaning, “Yes, you like your mom’s booty. Slap it harder, son.” He was spanking me harder, and I was begging for more.

Finally, he was about to cum. He said, “On your knees, Mom. Let me do another thing I imagined.” I was on my knees, and he released his cum all over my face. I was surprised by the amount of cum he was releasing, which he released a few minutes ago. I cleaned his cock clean by sucking it.

He asked, “How did you like my imagination, Mom?” I replied, “It was good, son.” He said, “Then how about we sleep together tonight?” I said, “Ok, go to your room. I will come after changing.”

I went to my room and put on a red bikini I bought. The bra was covering only one-third of my boobs, and underneath was a thong. Then I went to my son’s room.

To be continued.

Wait for the part where I will have a threesome with my son and my student Samir, and the ultimate mom swap.

On their way back home, it’s all they could talk about. “What just happened? I had no idea our peepee can get hard like that, and it felt so good when they touched it.” Vikas said with a sense of joy and amusement on his face.

“I’ve seen the bull’s dick get hard today, maybe it was a similar thing? But don’t tell Preeti aunty about this! You heard what Indu aunty said,” said Ravi.

“Yeah, yeah, I’ll not tell mom about this, let’s meet tomorrow,” and Vikas bid goodbye, heading back to his home.

Ravi was back home now, his mind still thinking about the events of the day. How strangely good they were, he wasn’t smart enough to understand what had happened, but he liked it.

Without Chandan at home, Madhuri felt very lonely sleeping alone in her room. So she’d put the charpoy on their roof, preferring to sleep with her children. It was just 2 charpoys. So, they would almost have to squeeze up together.

Sleeping with her boy and two girls on either side, she struggled to sleep but tried to do so. She missed her husband. She didn’t feel so lonely as her children wrapped their arms around her.

Hugging her tight with their legs on top of hers, feeling a warmth that was both comforting. But it reminded her more of Chandan’s absence. Reminiscing about their passionate nights together. She felt her need for intimacy grow stronger, restless.

Her hand brushed against Ravi’s bare chest, as her hand drifted lower, feeling the soft fabric of his nicker, her fingertips accidentally grazed his now flaccid cock.

Ravi stirred in his sleep. Madhuri’s instincts became bolder as her thumb circled the tip of his cock, sensing it swell against her palm over his nicker. She stopped, the atmosphere heavy with unvoiced fear. Realising what she’s done, she instantly pulled back her hand, consumed by guilt and shame.

“Oh god! I was touching my own son! How low have I fallen?” she turned around, facing away from him. In his sleep, he reached his hand over her belly, hugging her tightly from behind. Her ample buttocks pressed against his crotch.

She startled and looked behind, realising her boy was still asleep and this was just a healthy embrace. She lay there, trying to fall asleep. But it must be Ravi’s natural reaction to his mother’s buttocks pressed against his crotch that he’d start getting an erection, getting harder every moment passing by.

She could feel it getting hard on her ass, pressing against it. Madhuri’s mind conflicted between morality and desire. She never felt this way before; the feeling of her son’s erect cock against her body had stirred something in her, something she couldn’t quite understand.

She closed her eyes, trying hard to ignore the growing bulge pressing against her ass. But she found herself inching closer to him. Even though her mind screamed no in her head, her body responded to the warmth of his touch.

Her hand, with a mind of its own, reached back and grabbed her son’s hardening cock through his nicker. Her body betrayed her conscience by growing hot and wet between her legs. Grasping his cock firmly, she started stroking him, although her movements initially reflected her apprehension.

But with each stroke, she became more assured that she might get away with it. Even though Ravi stirred once more and his breathing deepened, he remained in sleep.

The pleasure grew, and Madhuri found herself grinding back against her son’s cock, her own desires taking over. Restless, she firmly squeezed her boob while biting her lip not to let her moans escape.

Curious to see her boy’s manhood, she carefully slid down his knickers, exposing his hard dick. Awed by the sight, she gently held the bare cock in her hand, embracing the feel of his cock. The second cock she’s seen or held, and it was beautiful to her.

She gently pulled down the skin of his cock, the mushroom bulging out, and she rubbed her thumb against his tip. Between the strong need that had taken over her body and what was right, her mind was in a daze. She touched herself over her nightgown, feeling the moisture seep through the material.

She slowly began to stroke his cock while leaning back with her hand still wrapped around his shaft. She was on the verge of an orgasm because the feeling was so intense.

Ravi felt something wet and warm circling his cock. He awoke to his mom stroking him and her mouth around his cock, tongue flicking under the cock. He looked down in shock, but his body was too far gone to protest.

He watched as Madhuri’s eyes closed in pleasure, her mouth moving up and down his shaft, her hand stroking him in unison. An unaware Madhuri continued her actions while Ravi stayed quiet. It felt so good, even better than the other women’s hands.

She was sucking his cock now, her hand stroking him with rhythmic motion. He quickly closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep when she looked up at him. For a moment, Madhuri felt extreme guilt over her actions, taking advantage of her boy like that.

But she had gone too far to stop now. “I won’t do much”, she promised herself as she skillfully took his cock in her warm mouth, sucking it like a lollipop. Ravi’s hips bucked uncontrollably as she took his cock even deeper into her mouth, the tip hitting the back of her throat.

His hands grasped the sides of the charpoy, struggling not to make any noise.  Meanwhile, Madhuri could feel the pressure building in her body as she continued to suck him off. Her hand slipping under her nighty and massaging her the clit.

Ravi’s body grew tense, his cock pulsating. He cum in his mother’s mouth. Madhuri was surprised but not disgusted. She swallowed Ravi’s cock, feeling something like satisfaction that she had gotten away with such a transgressive act.

She quickly wiped her mouth and lay back down, still feeling the adrenaline coursing through her body. She couldn’t believe what had just happened. Aside from biting her lip, she and Ravi lay quietly for the rest of the night.

Madhuri was pretending to sleep while she was really still processing that she had just committed incest. And Ravi, too, lay still, trying to grapple with what had just happened. Shocked and feeling aroused for the first time by his own mother.

Hello, my dear ISS Readers. I am Esha Shah, female, married. Read my previous encounters to know more about me.

Both were drooling over this view. I then just jumped into the pool to enjoy. Dhruv and the bell boy had a conversation for quite some time, and then Dhruv too joined me in the pool, and we had some light fun in the pool, but nothing sexual. We then reached our room and freshened ourselves.

We decided to go to the restaurant for a late lunch. Dhruv asked me to dress sexy. So, I wore a red tight shirt with matching lingerie and tight low shorts. He then asked me to carry a packet of condoms and a long, loose t-shirt. I was surprised that he wanted me to carry condoms to the restaurant.

To this, he replied that the condoms are for post-lunch activities. At the restaurant, I asked Dhruv about his plan for the day. While eating lunch, Dhruv told me that he had a brief discussion with the bellboy.

Dhruv had told the bell boy that he wanted to fuck me in an open area. Dhruv asked him to suggest a safe place. The bell boy informed Dhruv that open areas can be empty but dangerous because of the wildlife around. But he was ready to offer his small cottage, around 30 minutes from the resort.

Dhruv could fuck me safely there. I asked Dhruv, and it might be risky to have sex at his place. What if he comes there or sends someone? Dhruv said that if he or someone comes there just in case, then he might enjoy a threesome or maybe a foursome. I was surprised by his answer.

In return, I told him, maybe I will have more fun in a foursome, where three guys would fuck me in rounds or together. I winked at him sultrily while saying it to him. Dhruv was happy with my reaction. As we finished our lunch, Dhruv went to the bellboy to confirm our plan.

While he left, I was loitering around the reception area. I was roaming around in that sexy outfit. I was being lured by the guy at the reception and the security guard. Just then, a car arrived, and both the security guard and the receptionist became alert.

The guard opened the car door, and out came a late 50-year-old guy from the car. The guard saluted the guy and accompanied him to the reception. The old guy was walking towards the reception and completely checking me out. Just then, I got a naughty thought and turned around to click a selfie in the mirror.

While doing so, all 3 of them got a clear view of my tight ass and curves. All 3 of them would definitely get a hard-on seeing me like that. The old guy was already scratching his balls. I was enjoying that slutty feeling.

The old guy started moving towards me and came to me and introduced himself as Rudra Singh. He was a local corporator there. The hotel belonged to his friend, Ravi Verma, who would be joining him the weekend I introduced myself as Esha. He was firmly holding my hand during the complete introduction.

He left my hand only when he heard me calling him. Dhruv came to the reception with the bellboy. Rudra and Dhruv also had their introduction. Rudra got fishy when we didn’t introduce ourselves as husband and wife, and rather just friends who had come for the weekend.

Rudra informed us that, if we needed anything, we could ask him. He would also be at the hotel for the weekend with his friend and hotel owner, Mr. Ravi and Mr. Yadav, another corporator. Dhruv and I excused ourselves and left the hotel.

Rudra then called the bell boy as he had seen him with Dhruv seeking further details of ours. We sat in our car and left for the bell boys’ cottage. While driving, Dhruv told me that it seemed Rudra, if allowed, would have fucked me right there behind the reception table.

I just giggled. I told Dhruv that if I had to show my true slutty side, then I would have just downed Rudra’s pants and given him a blowjob. Dhruv was surprised to see my slutty side. He loved my counter. The map still showed 15 more minutes to our destination.

Dhruv then asked me to strip off my clothes and sit in the red lingerie. I obliged and initially stripped of my shorts first to give him a view of my milky thighs. Then I raised my hands and removed my tight t-shirt; it gave me some difficulty removing it, but I finally removed it and threw it on the back seat.

I was seated next to my hubby, just in my red lingerie. The destination was just 5 minutes away now. Dhruv was caressing my thighs while I slid my hands into his shorts and was grabbing his dick. We were sexually high by doing this foreplay. We reached our destination, and it was truly a remote place.

It was a small cottage, and nothing was nearby for at least a kilometre. Dhruv first got down to check out the place while I was still seated in the car. He checked out the place. From inside the car, I could see that it was a small, cottage-like hut.

Dhruv came and asked me to join him inside the cottage. He carried my clothes from the back of the car. At the same time, I got out of the car and was standing there in only my lingerie. We went inside; it was a decent place for us to have sex. Dhruv went outside from the back door, and I too joined him.

It was a completely open field, and no one was in sight. It had a desi cot there and was a perfect place for an open-to-sky sex fantasy. Dhruv went inside, brought a mattress from inside the cottage, and put it on the cot to make it comfortable for us.

He then brought in a cloth, pushed me on the cot, and tied my hands. He then brought an ice box from the car and took out an ice cube and kept it on my belly button. I was twitching in pleasure because of this. He then started moving it near my boobs and nipples. My pussy was getting wet from his actions.

He then started moving the ice cube towards my panties and placed it right inside my pussy. He then left me twitching in pleasure there and went and brought 2 more ice cubes and placed them on each of my nipples. He left me like that and stripped me completely naked.

His dick was rock hard and pointing to the sky while I was twitching on the cot. He then brought his cock from above my head and was touching my lips with it. I opened my warm mouth for his rock-hard, thick dick. He was thrusting in my mouth smoothly as it became wet with my saliva.

The ice cubes had already melted because of the sexual heat. He then released my hand. I was already hot and wet. I got up, took Dhruv, and pushed him onto the bed. I removed my panties, jumped on his cock, and started cowgirl riding. He was holding my waist hard and making me jump harder on his dick.

The open area sex was really mind-blowing. It was really liberating. My pussy was oozing juices, and his dick was lubricating it further. While doing so, I removed my bra and threw it on the ground. My boobs were let free and were jiggling with my fucking rhythm.

We both were enjoying this peak sexual drive to the fullest. He then stopped me, and I got down from the cot. He made me lie on the cot and took me from behind and was drilling my pussy hard and wild. He was doing so, holding my waist hard.

He was then holding my boobs and squeezing them hard and making me scream in pleasure. He then turned me around and lifted me, and showed his dick on my pussy, and my legs were crossed against his waist. He was smooching me hard and making me jump harder onto his dick.

While doing this, my boobs were getting crushed and rubbed on his chest. We were completely sweated out. He was about to climax. But I already had 2 orgasms. He then let me down as he didn’t want to get me pregnant by shooting his cum in my wet pussy.

He then shot the load all over my boobs. We were done after a terrific evening of awesome sex in an open field. He then slept on the cot, completely tired after our freakish sex. I washed my boobs by the tap outside, and I too slept completely naked in the open area, hugging him.

It was a peaceful and satisfactory rest for both of us. We woke up to Dhruv’s phone ringing. He picked up the phone. It was the bell boy who was enquiring when we would come back, as it was late evening. He, too, had to come home and rest, as the next day was a day off for him.

Dhruv informed him that we would be leaving the place and reaching the hotel in an hour. Dhruv came back and made me lie on the bed and started smooching me. We were rubbing against each other’s bodies. He made me stand, held me from behind, and made me wear my lingerie.

He, too, then got dressed up, locked the cottage, and went towards the car. I wore my shorts and t-shirt from the car, and we started leaving for the hotel. While on the way, we were holding each other’s hands and were happy with our sexual act. We reached the hotel in some time.

We parked the car and were heading to the reception. While going there, Dhruv was holding onto my waist. We were stopped at the reception by the bellboy. Dhruv handed me the room key and asked me to go to the room. While I was leaving for the lift, the bellboy was staring at my ass.

To be continued.

Continuing from where I left off in the previous part.

P and I had a small spontaneous encounter in the car. I continued to drive for about 30 minutes. There was a scenic spot on the hillside, where P wanted some photos of her. I never understood this craze of taking so many photos.

I personally take a couple of photos that I upload to my Instagram, and then enjoy the view. You miss out on experiencing nature when you are busy taking photos. I kept this to myself and took the photos that she wanted, as she posed in different styles.

She also asked one of the tourists there to take a photo of us together. I told her that it is a bit risky, as someone might see it on the phone. She told me not to worry, the photo will be backed up onto her private account, and she will delete the photo from the phone.

She said it’s a memory that she wanted to keep. I did not argue with her. We drove to other locations and the photo sessions continued. Then we went to the location of the waterfalls, but to get there, we had to do a small trek. She was not dressed for a trek. So, we had to skip it.

I had imagined kissing her near the waterfalls, but that will have to wait for another trip. As it was already about lunch time, I took her to the resort and entered the restaurant. One thing about P is that she is a vegetarian. So I was ordering only vegetarian food,

She said, “Why don’t you order non-veg for yourself?” to which I replied, “If I have non-veg, and I kiss you, it will be like you are eating Non-veg” with a wink. She just smiled and let it go, saying, “Oh, but you will clean your mouth, right? So, it’s fine.” But I still ordered only vegetarian.

During lunch, we fed each other from our plates. But I was still thinking about what to do next, as the trek was cancelled, and that would have taken most of the time. But now, how I make up that time was a question. I was scratching my head and doing research on my phone on other activities that we can do.

When we were coming close to the end of our lunch, P asked me, “What are we doing next?” a question that I was dreading. I told her about the trek and she said, “Why don’t we go somewhere where we can relax. It is, anyway, getting a little warm outside.”

I replied, “If you want to rest, I have a room reserved at the resort.” She jumped and said, “That’s great. Let’s check in and rest. Then we can decide what to do next.”

We paid the bill and were heading to the reservation desk. She asked me to go ahead and check us in while she used the ladies’ room. I did as she said and was waiting for her with the room key. When she came back, she was carrying a cover with her. I didn’t ask her what was in it.

While we were heading to the room, she was excited, holding my hand and talking very animatedly. I was listening to her, looking at her. She was glowing in the midday sun. Maybe it was me, but she seemed angelic. We went to the room, and P went to the washroom to freshen up a little.

While she was there, I sat on the bed and switched on the TV, browsing to see if something was interesting to watch. She came out of the washroom, crawled onto the bed, and lay down beside me. She keenly watched me for some time and said, “I am here. Stop focusing on the TV and focus on me.”

I turned off the TV and turned towards her. She stretched her arms out and pulled me into a hug. I slid onto the bed and embraced her. She snuggled into my chest and stayed there. “Your heart is beating very fast,” she said. I replied, saying, “It’s because of you.”

She turned her head up, looked me in the eyes and reached for my lips with hers. The moment they met, my embrace became a little tight, and I melted into her. The intensity of the kiss increased slowly; it started with small pecks that turned into a continuous kiss.

Then she slowly opened her mouth and flicked her tongue on my lips, and my tongue met hers, inviting it into my mouth. I was sucking on the tip of her tongue and slowly pulling her more and more into my mouth. Her taste was intoxicating.

She had moved her arms around my neck, and I had placed one of my hands on the back of her neck while my other hand was moving down to the opening of her top. I turned her onto her back with me on top. This kiss became deeper and deeper. And I started sucking and biting her lips a little.

My hand was now inside her top, reaching up for her breasts. I reached her bra and started pressing her on top of it. The position was getting awkward for me, so I turned on my side while turning her also along with me. I was hugging her with one hand. With the other, I was massaging her breast over the bra.

I could feel her chest responding to me, pushing herself into my hand. I found this as my invitation and moved my hand inside her bra. While doing this, I moved my lips from hers and started kissing her cheeks, her eyes, her neck and her collarbone. I saw that her eyes were closed and her breath was fast.

She then pushed me onto my back and straddled me. She got up with her legs placed on either side of me to catch her breath. I saw this as an opportunity and pulled her top over her head. With the top off, she was in her bra. I moved my hands to her bra straps and pushed them down her shoulders.

I pushed the bra down. I sat up and started kissing her shoulders slowly, slowly moving down towards her breasts. I pushed the bra down to (it was still hooked around her) and started placing kisses all around her breasts, avoiding her nipples. She was trying to push my face towards her nipples. I wanted her to guide me on what she wanted. So I took her right nipple in my mouth and started sucking her, while I started fondling her other nipple.

“That’s so nice. I wish I had milk in them for you to suck,” she said, which made me take more of her breast into my mouth. I moved to the other side and started sucking on the other nipple. She has, by this time, started to grind herself on me.

I slowly lay back down, pulling her along with me, with the nipple still in my mouth. After licking them, sucking them, pinching them, and biting them a little, I tried to push both the breasts together so that I could take both her nipples in my mouth at the same time, unsuccessfully.

I started kissing her cleavage area and started going up towards her mouth, placing kisses along the way. Her hair was open, and it was falling to the sides. I used my hands to move them to one side, holding her in my hand and pushed her towards me for the kiss.

After some time, I asked her to get up so that she could sit between my legs with her back to my chest. Once she was sitting between my legs, with her ass touching my penis, I started kissing her back and unhooked her bra. Her back was smooth.

I moved my hands up and down a couple of times before I reached around her with both my hands and pulled her closer to me. I was still fully clothed even at this point. While one hand was fondling her breasts, I started moving my other hand down to her stomach.

I continued to kiss her neck and back. Her head was tilted back, and her hands were on mine, guiding me. I moved my hand into her skirt and her already wet panties and placed my hand on her pussy. I started circling my fingers on the outside around her opening, teasing her.

She tried to push my hand towards her opening, but I continued to cup her and tease her. She could feel my breath on her neck and ear. She turned her head to the side and kissed me. In between the kiss, she whispered, “Please.”

I said, “Am I not pleasing you?” To which she said, “You are, but I need more.” I knew what she wanted, so I slowly started pushing my finger into her warm and wet pussy. This made her kiss me deeper. I started moving my finger in and out of her. She continued to kiss me, pulling my head closer to hers.

I began playing with her. I brought my finger out and brought my hand up. While we were kissing, I pushed the finger, dripping with her juices, between our mouths. I could smell her, and so could she. While we were sucking each other’s tongues, we sucked on each other’s fingers as well, tasting her juices.

I broke the kiss, but she continued to sucked on the finger for some time. When it was wet with her saliva, she guided my hand back to her pussy. This time, instead of inserting my finger into her, I moved it to her clitoris. That touch of my finger on her clit, makes her arch, falling into me.

This caught me by surprise, and I fell back, but did not let go of my hold on her breasts with my finger on her clit. I continued to rub it and play with it. I took it between my fingers and gave it a light squeeze. I could sense that she was about to come, but I did not want that. I wanted to drink her juices when she came.

I slid from under her, made her lie on her back, and pulled her to the edge of the bed. Then I continued to remove her skirt and her panties, and knelt between her legs. This is the first time that I have looked at her pussy. It was beautiful, clean-shaven, and the smell from her was intoxicating.

As I parted her lips, I could see the pink colour. I did not waste any time and started licking her, running my tongue up and down. She placed both of her legs on my shoulders and pushed my face into her. I was French kissing her with my nose, rubbing her clit.

I had wrapped one of my hands around her thigh to pull her closer to me while my other hand was playing with her breasts. She was also pushing my head into her while she was kneading her own breasts with the other hand. I ran my tongue up and down her labia for some time before resting on her clit.

I continued to lick and suck on her clit, and it was not long before her grip on my head got tighter, her thighs came closer, and the arch of her back became bigger. I stayed like that for some time, licking and enjoying her juices, while giving her time to cool down.

I got up and lay on top of her, ensuring that I don’t put my full weight on her and started kissing her again. The kiss was mixed with my saliva and her juices. While we were kissing, she could feel my hardness and moved her hand down. I was still in my clothes. She continued to rub me over my trousers.

She then pushed me off her, asking me to stand up. She was sitting on the edge of the bed with me standing in front of her. She started to unbuckle my belt, opened my trousers and pushed them down to my ankles. There was my dick standing in front of her, with my hardness on full display.

She grabbed hold of me and said, “It feels so hot.”

“Your hands are cold,” I replied, trying to be funny. But she didn’t say anything. She held my hardness in one hand while she cupped my ball sack with the other. I had this uncontrollable feeling that I would shoot my load right away. She slowly slid back on the bed and pulled her down towards me.

She continued to kiss me and slowly started guiding me to enter her. I don’t know what came over me, but I asked her, “Are you sure about this?”

“I am,” she replied. And so, as she guided, she spread her legs wide, giving me more access to enter her. Just as my tip touched her opening, I had this wild urge to give a strong push to enter, but I controlled myself. I saw that her eyes were closed, and so I closed mine as well.

With slow, small movements, I entered her. She was wet and also very warm. Once I was fully inside her, we stayed there for a few seconds, embracing each other. We were savouring the moment. Our first union. I melted into the warmth of her embrace and also of her presence around me.

I leaned back a little and opened my eyes to look at her. Her eyes were half closed. So, I moved out a little and in again. She opened her eyes and saw me looking at her. We made eye contact, and I let the instinct take over. As I moved, she was moving to support me.

The pace became faster, and I could feel the release building up inside me. We continued to maintain eye contact during the whole process. When I realised, I was about to release, I tried to pull out. But she had her legs wrapped around me. There was no escape; I was too close, and I fell onto her.

She could feel my jerks as I release into her. And I could feel her walls around me, squeezing the last drop out of me. We lay there with me inside her and she holding me for some time, before I rolled to the side and lay there for some time. We didn’t say anything.

“Why did you not let me out? I did not have a condom. What if something happens?” I asked. She calmly replied, “I am on the pill, so no need to worry.”

She got up and went to the washroom. She was still naked, and I couldn’t help but admire her ass. I realised that I still had my shirt and socks on, which felt funny. I took the tissue and cleaned myself up. I could see a couple of places on the bet that were wet with the mixture of our juices.

I smiled, looking at them. She came out and caught me smiling. She saw what I was looking at, and she took a couple of tissues and water to wipe the sheets clean. We slowly got dressed, gossiping, talking about random things, and sharing a few kisses in between.

We would have gone in for round two, but it was getting late and we had to leave. We checked out and started driving back. There was a slight drizzle, which made the view during the drive a little clearer. Maybe it was what had just happened, but the drive back was more beautiful.

At one moment, “I feel something inside me,” she said jokingly. To which I retorted by saying, “We should not do this again, then.”

I dropped her off at the same place that I had picked her up. Over the next few years, as our affair progressed, we had quite a few experiences, which I will share over the next few parts. Not sure how many.

So please do let me know what you think. Your feedback will help me improve my writing. You can reach me at [email protected].

Signing off for now. Until next time. Cheers.

Hello dosto, first part padh ke kaisa laga, usko comment mein bataye. Baki kahani ko aage badhate hain.

Bhabhi ki behen ki chut marne mein itne josh mein the ki kabhi uska naam hi nahi pucha. Jabse uske chut mari hain, lauda baithne ka naam hi nahi leta hain.

Par chut lene ka ek samay ho sakta hain, shaam mein toh police ghumti hain floor par. Kabhi uske ghar se koi aa raha hain, kabhi makan malik ke ghar ja ke koi aa raha hain, aur mera lund sirf chut mein ghusne ke sapne dekhta hain.

Usko panty na padne ke toh shakt hidayat the ki kabhi mauka mil jaye aur salawar hata ke chut ka ras peene ko mil jaye. Par yeh bada mushkil kam tha – lekin, namumkeen nahi.

Ek din shaam mein chat par uski salwar mein hath dhaal ke chut garam kar deta tha, aur lund bechara apna muh bana ke reh jata tha. Garmi ki dopahari mein kon garmi mein uper jata hain? Wo bhi kapde dalne uper aayi thi; peeche peeche main chala gaya.

Aur peeche se uske mote mote chuche pakad liye aur dudh peene ki jidd karne laga. Bahot jidd ke baad, wo mani. Toh usko bataya, “Dudh mujhko nahi, mere lund ko peena hain.”

Pehle toh usko kuch samajh nahi aya. Fir usko ghutno par baitha ke, usko dono mote chuche azad karne ko bole.

Kyuki wo kapde dhone ke baad nahane jati thi, toh sirf top padne ke hi kapde dho rahi thi aur kuch pani se top bhi gila tha. Matlab chuche bhi thande the. Aur ek dum gol, thode se chocolaty aur thode se fair.

Maine apna lower down karke apna pappu uske aage kar diya aur chusne ka ishara kiya.

Generally toh aise chuche dekh ke khada ho jata hain, par fir bhi aj thoda salami maang raha tha.

Pehle toh usne na nukir ki. Fir thoda sa chuche khade khade masalne ke baad, uska bhi mood ho gaya. Toh wo mera lauda muh mein leke chusne lagi. Mujhko bhi maza aa raha tha.

Fir chucho ke beech mein lund ko rakh ke chuche uper neech karne lagi. Bohat acha lag raha tha.

Tabhi hume halchal mahsus hui ki koi uper aa raha hain. Hum jaldi se pani ki tank ke peeche chup gaye.

Usne apne chuche t-shirt mein wapas ander kar liye; maine bhi apna lower uper kar liya.

Thodi der mein makan malik uper aata dikha. Makan malik ek 55+ ka buddha admi tha. Par abhi bhi uske sharir kisi jawan launde ko takkar dede.

Wo uper aya. Fir usne wapas stair side dekha. Fir usne grill side aake neeche dekha. Fir jidhar kapde sukh rahe the, udhar aya aur waha se ek panty utari aur usko sunghne laga.

Pehle toh hum dono chauk gaye. Fir mujhe samajh aa gaya ki uncle ko bhi Punjaban fuddi ki khusbu pasand aa rahi hain.

Par kyuki bhabhi ki behen toh panty pehen nahi rahi thi, toh samajh aaya ye panty toh bhabhi ki hain. Aur size dekh ke bhi samajh aa gaya tha, buddha bhi bhabhi ki gaand lena chahta hain.

Fir usne panty ko apne pajama mein dhala aur lund par croch wala hissa laga ke muth marne laga. Fir jab jhadne wala hua toh lund bahar nikal liya.

Size thik thak tha aur mota bhi tha. Uska lund dekh ke maine bhi bhabhi ki behen ko dekh rahi thi. Uske chut par apna lund ragadne laga kpdo ke uper se hi. Bada acha lag raha tha.

Fir dheere se uske chuche bhi pakad liye peeche se hi aur buddhe par nazar banae rahe.

Fir buddhe ne panty wapas nak par lgayi aur muth teji se marne laga. Aur thodi der baad, jhad gaya. Fir waisa panty dhaal ke neeche chala gaya.

Fir hum dono bahar nikle aur dheere dheere apne room ke side gaya. Par ab mera lund khada tha aur usko chut ki shakt jarurat thi.

Toh jaise hi hum apne common hall mein enter hue, maine door lock kiya. Aur peeche se hi uska paon kheech ke zameen par kar diya. Aur fir uske mote mote chutad mere samne the. Isse pehle wo kuch kehti, maine apna lower down kar diya aur usko apni or ghuma liya.

Fir apne khade lund ko uski moti moti jhangho ke beech mein se chut ke neeche se gaand ke ched tak le jata hu, jaha uske chut ke halke halke bal mere lund ki bahar ki skin ko touch karte hain. Toh lund mein ek alag energy ka bahav paida karte hain.

Fir dheere se uski moti gand ko pakad ke uski body ko apni body par or puch liya. Uski moti gand ke dono hisse mere hath mein kisi bacche ke hath mein ek bada apple dene jaisa lag raha tha.

Maine us mote hisse ko zor se dabba ke aur apne lund par push kiya. Gand par mere ungliyo ka zor uski chut ki dono fako par asar dikha raha tha, jaise mere dono hath uske muscle se bhari gaand par zor laga rahe the.

Waise uski ful jaise chut mere lund ko dabane ki koshish ker rahi thi. Uska mote chuche meri chatti par press ho rahe the, par abhi wo t-shirt se dhaak hui thi.

Maine time na lagate hue uske hath uper karke uski t-shirt uper se utar di. Fir apni bhi.

Ab hum dono nude aur dono ki body ke beech se hawa jane ki bhi jagah nahi thi.

Main uski moti gaand pakad ke lagatar uski chut ko apne lund par ragad raha hu. Sath mein uski moti moti janghe bhi kinare se mere lund mein alag garmi paida ker rahi hain.

Uski height mere se choti par bhari sharir ke karan usko thoda gand se pakad ke lund par baitha rakha hain.

Wo bhi apne punjo ke sahare meri body par lean ker rakhi hain. Charan sukh ki prapati ho rahi hain, par jab tak chut ka bhedan nahi hota, sukh adhura hain.

Main uske chehra bhi lagatar dekh raha hu, jispe uske badalte haw bhaw bata rahe hain usko lund ki kitni jarurat hain. Uske dono chuche ekdum tight ho chuke hain.

Fir maine dheere se uski ek tang utha ke apni kamar ke taraf ghuma liya aur usne ab ek tang se mujhko or ek panje par khadi hain. Ab uski chut ek side se free hain.

Main halka sa neeche jake apne lund ka topa uski chut par set karke zor deta hu. Sath ke sath, uske chehre ko bhi lagatar dekh raha hu.

Jaise jaise lund ander ja raha hain, uski ankho mein ek alag sa ahsa aa raha hain. Lund dheere dheere ander ja raha hain aur uski ankh uper hoti ja rahi hain.

Fir maine adha lund dhaal ke ruk gaya aur fir bahar karne laga. Fir tope tak lane ke baad ek zor dar dhakke mein pura lund ander kiya.

Aur wo halki muh khula kuch awaj ke liye. Maine turant apne muh uske muh par laga ke awaj wahi pres kar di aur jordar jhatko se usko chodne laga.

Uski height kum thi par weight kafi tha. Aur position mein maza toh aa raha tha, par kafi uncomfortable thi.

Toh maine ab uski dusri tang bhi utha ke apni body se lapet di. Aur ab uski body hawa mein mere dono hatho aur lund ke support par.

Ab bas usko gravity ke against lund per pull karna raha. Second action apne ap gravity ke sath ho raha tha. Bada maje se uski chut chod rahi thi, aur dono legs mere kamar se support le rahi thi. Toh chut bhi ache se khuli hui thi.

Ab maine koi condom nahi dhala tha. Thodi der mein uski chut ne pani chod diya. Maine lund bahar nikal liya aur uski chut se jharna behne laga.

Fir maine dubara lund dhaal ke chodna start kiya. Jaise hi mera jhadne ko hua, maine usko neeche baithne ko kaha aur uske chucho par jhad gaya.

Fir maine lund uske muh mein de diya aur akhiri drop bhi chusne ko kaha. Lund uske muh mein deke bada acha lag raha tha. Fir maine uska muh pakad ke pura lund par press kar diya aur uski saans ful gayi. Fir wo zor zor se hafne lagi.

Fir maine usko khada karke uski gaand par do thapad lagaya. Kya mast gaand thi!

Fir usko nahana aur mujhko bhi. Dono sath mein hi nude hoke naha liye. Man toh mera usko waha bhi chodne ka tha. Uski moti gaand mein lund utar du par abhi nikalna tha mujhko kisi kam se.

Toh bas, thodi ched khani ki nhate nhate. Fir apne kam ke liye nikal gaya, taiyar hoke.

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Abhi bohat kuch hain kahani mein. Next parts mein likhte hain, baki.

Doston, aap sab ka welcome hai ‘Taarak Mehta Ka Ooltah Chashmah’ ke characters par based ek new sex story mein. Umeed hai aapko baaki stories ki tarah ye bhi pasand aayegi. Chaliye ab bina zyada time waste kiye kahani ko shuru karte hai.

Gokuldham mein Holi ke tyohaar ki taiyaari chal rahi hoti hai. Iske liye society walo ne ek dance competition organise kiya tha, jisme koi bhi apni iccha ke base par participate kar sakta tha. Competition ke liye jo gaana select karna tha, uski zimmedari Jethalal ko di gayi.

Ab Jethalal to hua shararati aur tharki swabhav ka. Usne gaana select kiya “Choli ke peeche kya hai?” Aur is gaane par dance bhi wahin dress pehan kar karna tha, jo Madhuri Dixit ne film mein pehna tha.

Gokuldham ki kayi ladies ne dance competition mein participate kar liya. Lekin Jethalal ko sabse zyada khushi tab hui, jab Babita ne usme participate kar liya. Kyunki Babita ko dekh kar hi Jethalal ka lund khada ho jata tha, aur woh Babita ko chodna chaahta tha.

Fir woh din bhi aa gaya, jab competition hone wala tha. Backstage par saara arrangement check karne ki zimmedari Jetha ki thi. Jetha wahan pehle hi pahunch gaya, aur Babita ke ghaghre ko beech mein se faad diya. Faadne ke baad usne uske ghaghre ko uski jagah par rakh diya.

Fir dance competition shuru hua, aur saare participants ek-ek karke dance karne lage. Babita bhi apni baari se 30-minute pehle wahan pahunch gayi, aur apni dress pehan li. Jab usne dress pehni, to usne dekha uska ghagra peeche se fatta hua tha, aur usme se uski panty dikh rahi thi.

Jethalal chhup ke ye dekh raha tha. Jab Babita ne fatta hua ghagra dekha, to Jethalal turant wahan se guzarne ke bahane se Babita ke paas aaya, aur usko bola-

Jethalal: Babita ji, all the best. Main to jaanta hu aap hi jeetengi.

Babita: Kya khaak jeetungi. Mera ghagra to fatta hua hai peeche se.

Jethalal: Ye kaise ho gaya?

Babita: Mujhe kya pata? Aapki duty thi na ye sab dekhne ki. Ab aapko laparwahi ki wajah se main stage par nahi jaa paungi.

Jethalal: Arre aap fikar kyun karti hai? Main jab tak hu, aapko stage par jaane se koi nahi rok sakta.

Babita: Lekin ab kaise hoga?

Jethalal: Mere paas upar waale kamre mein silayi machine hai. Aap chaliye mere sath, main jhat se isko sil deta hu.

Babita: Theek hai chaliye.

Fir Jetha Babita ko upar waale kamre mein chala jata hai. Wahan jaake woh usko kehta hai-

Jethalal: Babita ji, apna ghagra utaar dijiye.

Babita: Kya? Aapke saamne kaise?

Jethalal: Agar mujhe ghagra nahi dengi, to main usko silunga kaise. Tension na lijiye, jaldi kijiye, warna stage par nahi jaa payengi.

Babita jaldi-jaldi mein Jetha ki baat maan jati hai, aur apna ghagra utaar deti hai. Neeche Babita ne red color ki panty pehni hoti hai. Jaise hi woh ghagra utaarti hai, Jethalal ka usko dekh kar muh khula ka khula reh jata hai.

Gori-gori gadrayi hui jaanghen, woh bhi red color ki panty mein bahut sexy lag rahi thi. Upar Babita ki choli poore size ki thi, aur boobs par tight thi, to uska nanga pet bhi nazar aa raha tha. Babita ko aise dekh kar Jethalal ke muh mein paani aane laga, aur woh usko ghoor-ghoor kar dekhne laga.

Babita ne bhi dekh liya, ki Jetha uske badan ko upar se neeche taad raha tha. Tabhi Babita ne Jetha ko awaaz di-

Babita: Kya hua Jethalal ji?

Jetha uski awaaz sun kar hosh mein aaya aur bola: Babita ji, ab jhooth kya bolu. Aap itni sexy lag rahi hai ki main apne hosh kho baitha.

Ye sun kar Babita sharma gayi, lekin woh Jetha ko boli: Chhodhiye na Jetha ji, aap bhi kuch bhi bolte hai. Jaldi kijiye.

Jethalal: Haa, kar raha hu.

Jetha fir Babita se uska ghagra le leta hai, aur machine ki taraf badhne lagta hai. Ab woh ye soch raha tha ki woh Babita ka ghagra to utarwa chuka tha, lekin usko chodega kaise? Tabhi uski nazar saamne pade inchi tape par padi. Usko dekhte hi uske dimag mein idea aa gaya.

Usne ghagra machine ke upar rakha, aur inchi tape leke Babita ki taraf badha. Fir Babita ke paas jaake woh bola-

Jethalal: Babita ji aapki kamar ka naap lena padega.

Babita: Naap lene ki kya zaroorat hai Jethalal ji? Bas fatti hui jagah ko silna hi to hai.

Jethalal: Babita ji aapko silayi karni aati hai?

Babita: Nahi Jetha ji.

Jethalal: To aapko kaise pata ki naap lene ki zaroorat hai ki nahi.

Dekhiye aapka ghagra kamar ke paas se fatta hai. Ab wahan silayi hoyegi to ghagra pehle se tight ho sakta hai, aur loose bhi ho sakta hai. Ab aap ye to nahi chaahengi ki aap dance kar rahi ho, to ghagra neeche gir jaye.

Babita: Haye ram! Nahi, aisa nahi hona chahiya.

Jethalal: Tabhi to pehle aapka naap lena padega, taaki aisa na ho.

Babita: Haa Jetha ji, aap le lijiye mera naap.

Ye sunte hi Jethalal khush ho jata hai. Woh jaldi se Babita ke aur kareeb jata hai, aur apne ghutno par baith jata hai. Ab Jethalal ka chehra bilkul Babita ki panty wali jagah ke saamne hota hai.

Red panty mein Babita ki jaanghon ko dekh kar Jethalal ka lund fukaarne lagta hai. Usko panty ke andar Babita ki chut ka ubhaar nazar aa raha hota hai, jisko dekh kar uske muh mein paani aane lagta hai.

Jethalal apni hawas bhari aankhon se Babita ki panty ka x-ray karke andar chut ko imagine karne lagta hai. Tabhi Babita usko awaaz deti hai-

Babita: Jethalal ji, aap kya soch rahe ho? Le lijiye na naap meri kamar ka.

Ye sun kar Jethalal hosh mein aata hai. Fir woh inchi tape ko Babita ki kamar se ghuma leta hai.

Iske aage kya hota hai, aapko agle part mein pata chalega. Yahan tak ki sex kahani aapko kaisi lagi, comment karke zaroor bataye. Kahani ko like bhi kare.

Kartik and Divya are siblings who have already crossed their forbidden boundaries. They are now trying to pull their parents into their web of taboo desires. Kartik’s intimate encounters with his mother made her more submissive.

Though hesitant, she now gives in to his advances, while Dad remains conflicted about his desires for his daughter.

One day, Mom was washing dishes in the kitchen, and suddenly she felt something poking her ass, but she didn’t turn around as she assumed who it was.

Mom: Kartik, not now, your dad is still home.

The poking didn’t stop.

Mom: (sighs) Fine, but I will use my hand this time.

As she turned around to grab Kartik’s member, she was startled to see it was Divya holding a cucumber against her ass. Divya could barely control her laugh.

Mom: Divya! What are you doing?!
Divya: (chuckles) Mom, I thought Bro was exaggerating when he said you became his bitch, but now I confirmed it with my own eyes.

Mom turned around in embarrassment.

Divya: Now I know where I got my slutty genes from. Bro told me everything about how loud you were moaning when he was ramming your asshole.

Divya grabbed Mom’s butt.

Divya: Soft and squishy. Hey, Mom, let me taste it too. After all, I am your child too. Don’t be so partial. (she said in a cheeky tone)
Mom: What are you even saying?! Please leave now.
Divya: Hmm. Fine, but I bet if it were Bro instead of me, you would already be spreading your legs in front of him and begging him to fuck you like a slut.

Mom: Divya!
Divya: (whispers) Well, I would do the same.

Divya then gave a gentle spank on Mom’s ass and left.

Mom: (sighs) Why are my kids like this?

At night, when Kartik and Divya came to the dinner table, they were barely dressed as usual. Mom wasn’t looking straight at Divya’s eyes after that prank she pulled. But Divya giggled at her. They noticed Dad wasn’t there.

Kartik: Is Dad not going to eat?
Mom: Y-Your Dad said he is not feeling very well and so will skip dinner.
Divya: I see.

Divya playfully sat next to Mom, while Kartik took the seat across from her. Mom’s light black nighty caught Kartik’s eye, tempting him to tease her. He lightly grazed her legs with his toes under the table.

Mom glanced at him but tried to ignore it. Then, Kartik stretched his leg further, pressing his toes directly against her pussy through the thin fabric of her nighty, startling her.

Mom: Kartik!
Kartik: Yes, Mom?
He said while rubbing his toes against her pussy.
Mom: Mmm, stop doing that.
Kartik: Stop what, Mom?

He started grinding his feet on her lower region. Seizing the moment, Divya rested her hand on Mom’s lap and slowly tried to slide it toward her privates, but Mom quickly stopped her.

Mom: You two are impossible.

She stood up quickly and headed to the bathroom. Divya glanced at Kartik with a sly grin.

Divya: Looks like you’re following Mom in there.

Kartik smirked.

Divya: Well, I’ve got my own target.

She turned her gaze toward Dad’s room.

Mom (in her mind): I can’t believe just him rubbing his feet against my pussy made me this horny. I need to control myself better, or I will just become their slaves.

As she pulled her nighty up and sat on the toilet seat to pee, Kartik entered the bathroom.
Mom: Kartik!
Kartik: Mom, you’re so naive. You should always lock the bathroom door, or did you leave it open for me on purpose?

She immediately covered her privates. Kartik came close to her.

Kartik: Won’t you show me how my slutty mother takes a piss? (he whispered)

He leaned closer, his face inches from hers. Mom was already aroused, and the sight of Kartik standing there in his underwear, his erect dong was clearly visible. With each whispered word, he closed the gap between their lips, heightening her excitement.

Kartik: I hope you haven’t forgotten what you promised to be for me
Mom: I-I….
Kartik: Lift it and show me.

He stripped his underwear, his rock-hard cock swaying before her eyes. Mom was consumed by lust, gazing at his rod and remembering how Kartik made her his plaything, toying with her body, licking her every bit, and the intense pleasure she felt.

Mom couldn’t hold back any longer and lifted her nighty. Her fluids gushed, and she started peeing in front of her son. The embarrassment and humiliation aroused her further. She wanted him to watch her pissing like a slut.

Her mouth partly opened, not to speak, but to reveal her vulnerability and desperate need for his touch.

Kartik: (smirked) That’s my bitch.

Kartik then grabbed her face and pressed his lips against hers. He savoured her lips, then slowly slipped his tongue into her mouth, devouring her lips and tongue. Mom noticed Kartik’s cock twitching, so she held his dick and started stroking it while passionately playing with his tongue.

After a few minutes, they broke the kiss; her pussy was dripping wet, while the tip of Kartik’s dick was glistening with precum.

Kartik: Now, it’s time for the main course.

Mom knew what to do, she stood up and stripped her nighty completely. Staring at his eyes with lust. Kartik lifted one of her legs in the air and pulled her closer, grazing against each other’s privates. Mom closed her eyes as soon as his member touched her pussy, surrendering herself to the ecstasy.

He didn’t wait for his horny bitch anymore and slammed his cock inside her wet hole in one go. He began thrusting into her dripping, horny cunt. The hard, strong rod of her own son made her moan uncontrollably. Drool dripped from her partially open mouth to her breasts.

Seeing her lewd expression, Kartik licked her face eagerly while ramming her pussy relentlessly. The bathroom echoed with the sound of her cheeks being slapped and her moans. Her face was drenched with his saliva. Mom was losing strength due to the continuous pounding.

Kartik: Now here is your reward, my slutty mom.

Kartik gripped her hips firmly, his fingers sinking into her soft curves as he thrust deeper to release his load. She hugged Kartik tightly and orgasmed. After an intense climax, Mom lost all of her strength and rested her ass on the toilet seat while panting.

Her legs were spread apart, with her son’s semen slowly dripping from her pussy. Her pussy was still twitching from the pleasure.

Mom: (pants) I-I hope your dad didn’t hear my voice.

Kartik smirked.

Kartik: Don’t worry about dad, I am sure he’s busy with something else.

Meanwhile, in Dad’s room, Dad was sleeping, barely conscious, but he felt a tingling sensation in his lower body. Moments later, he opened his eyes and found his pyjamas pulled down and Divya sitting between his legs, licking his penis. He abruptly woke up.

Dad: Divya, what are you doing!
Divya: (smiles) Mom said you weren’t feeling well, so I came to cheer you up. Are you enjoying it?

Dad: Divya, you shouldn’t be doing this. I know you and Kartik have crossed some boundaries. I’m okay with that now, but you don’t need to do these things with me.

Divya: So you are saying you are not interested in my body? (pouts)
Dad: Of course not, you are my daughter.

Divya came close to Dad and gave a peck on his cheek.

Divya: Papa, you are so cute when you panic. But you don’t have to lie. Yesterday, when we went shopping, you were stealing glances at my butt the whole time. I knew you wanted to grab it. I even teased you by brushing my hips against your hands, but you were too scared to touch me. I get it, it’s risky in public, but here it’s just you and me.

Divya then removed her oversized t-shirt and sat in front of Dad fully nude.
Dad tried to look away, but he was so mesmerised by the alluring naked figure of his daughter that he couldn’t stop staring.

Divya: (chuckled) Papa, I know I got a sexy figure, but you can close your mouth now.

Dad came back to his senses and tried to look away in embarrassment.

Divya: Still shy?

Divya noticed Dad hiding his boner by covering it with bed sheets. Divya smiled.

Divya: Well, at least someone is honest.

Divya removed the sheets in a jolt and grabbed his dick.

Dad: Divya, stop.

Divya: Hmm, I don’t talk to dishonest people.

She then came close to his aroused member and softly caressed it with her lips.
Just a few weeks ago, Dad never thought his loving daughter would be holding his dick in her hand and showering it with kisses. The worst part was that he didn’t hate the situation at all.

Though he verbally protested, his member was loving all the attention it was getting.

Divya: I think only this thing cares about me, so it deserves a reward.

Divya stood up and placed her cunt right above her father’s dick. Watching her daughter’s clean-shaven pink pussy swaying just an inch above his throbbing cock, Dad was losing his mind, and if that wasn’t enough, Divya lowered her waist so now her pussy was touching his member’s tip.

She slowly started swinging her hips to caress his dick with her pussy lips.

Divya: Do it, Papa, I know you want it too.

Dad couldn’t control himself anymore and slowly slid his cock inside her pussy. The father and daughter have officially crossed the forbidden boundary. The guilt and the pleasure were making Dad more and more horny, and in the end, he gave in to the temptation.

Divya: Papa?
He tightly grabbed Divya’s waist and buried his face in her bosom. Divya was overjoyed.
Divya: Yes, fuck me, Papa fuck me.

Divya started swinging her hips like a maniac, which made Dad’s dick go deeper and deeper inside her hole. Dad ferociously licked her boobs and nipples. He held his daughter’s butt firmly and pounded her pussy.

Now that he had given in to his male instinct, he just wanted to fuck the women in front of him. Dad fucked her indecent hole like an animal. Divya moaned without any constraint.

As he was about to unload his love juices inside her, she leg locked him tightly and felt the joy of her father’s warm semen rushing inside her hole.

Divya: Papa, I love you so much.
Dad lay on the bed. Divya also lay down beside with a smile.
Dad: (pants) Now I have done it, doing it with my own daughter, how-

Divya tightly grabbed his cock.
Dad: Argh, Easy Divya
Divya: Papa, you just had sex with me, and you regret it right away. A woman’s heart is sensitive, you know?! (pouts)

Dad: I’m sorry, but it wasn’t right. I hope your mom didn’t hear us.
Divya: Oh, don’t worry about them. Mom and Bro are in the bathroom; they can’t hear anything.
Dad: Both of them are in the bathroom?

Divya realised what she had just said.
Divya: I-I mean-
Dad: Forget it. I noticed your mom acting strange yesterday. So, she’s really sleeping with her son now.

Divya got up.

Divya: Well, it can’t be helped. You didn’t satisfy her craving for anal sex, even though you knew how much she wanted it.

Dad fell silent, stunned that his wife had shared her sexual desires with their kids.

Divya: Oh, Papa, let Mom have some fun too in exchange-
Divya took her dad’s hand and rested it on her breasts.
Divya: Let your daughter pleasure you. (smiles)
Gazing at Divya’s alluring figure, Dad silently gave in.

From that day, Mom and Dad embraced their desires more honestly. Kartik and Mom spent long mornings in the bathroom, leaving her exhausted yet craving more of her son’s attention. Meanwhile, Dad grew closer to Divya, and she felt delighted by his advances towards her.

Yet, despite Mom and Dad’s full immersion in these forbidden affairs, they still refused to acknowledge each other’s relationships with their children.

One day
Divya: Hehe, Bro, stop, that tickles.
Kartik: Just 1 second, and it will be done.
Divya: Do you like clean-shaven pussy that much?
Kartik: Well, it’s more sexy this way, and of course-

Kartik gently kisses her pussy lips.
Divya: Hey, don’t kiss it while trimming, what if I squirt?
Kartik” (smirks) I won’t mind.

Divya: (chuckles) Of course you won’t. By the way, don’t you think Mom and Dad are being more secretive with each other lately?
Kartik: I mean, they’re banging their own kids, so I guess it’s normal.
Divya: Hmmm, I have an idea to solve this.

Kartik: And done. See how clean it looks and how tasty-
Kartik buried his face between her legs and started licking it.
Divya: Bro Ahhh–.Are you even– Ahh— don’t stop.

Kartik devoured her pussy hungrily. His warm breath falling on her clit drove her so insane that her legs locked his head tightly against her pussy. Kartik swirled his tongue around her pussy, making it wetter with every flick. Divya thrust her hips forward, forcing his tongue deeper inside her.

At last, the overwhelming pleasure pushed her over the edge, and she squirted all over Kartik’s face. Kartik, being cheeky, put his mouth against her pussy again and sucked so hard that Divya let out a loud squeal. Divya was panting hard.

Kartik: Man, now I am all drenched.
Divya looked at him and immediately jumped on him, making him fall on the floor.
Kartik: Ouch
Divya: I thought you sucked out my soul for a second. Geez.

Divya quickly pecked his lips..
Divya: I just came up with a great plan to fix this secrecy between Mom and Dad.
Kartik: (smiles) What naughty plan is my little devil cooking now?

Kartik gently grabbed her waist, brushing his cock against her belly.
Divya: Hehe, for that, you have to first fuck my brains out.
Kartik: Challenge accepted.

All afternoon, Divya rode Kartik wildly like a horse. In the evening, Kartik and Dad prepared to go shopping at Divya’s request. Mom sat on the sofa; she seemed in pain as she was continuously stretching her arms and cracking her neck. Divya leaned close to Dad.

Divya: Papa, make sure to get some chocolates (whispers to his ear) and sexy lingerie for your sweet daughter.
Dad: (coughs) Y-Yeah, sure.

With that, Kartik and Dad left for shopping. Divya then sat on the sofa next to Mom.

Divya: Mom, you look like you’re in pain. Want me to give you a massage?
Mom: It’s fine, nothing serious.
Divya: Mom, I’ve learned a special massage that relieves pain instantly. Come on, let me try. Please, Mom, please.

With Divya’s eyes sparkling eagerly, Mom couldn’t refuse her.
Divya: Yes! Okay, wrap yourself in a towel and come to my room.
Mom: Huh? A towel? Why?
Divya: Mom, I’m a professional, and I don’t compromise on professionalism.

Mom knew arguing further would be pointless, so she went to her room, covering herself in just a towel. When she entered Divya’s room, she saw that the lights were dimmed and Divya was lighting some scented candles, creating a spa-like atmosphere.

Divya glanced at Mom’s large ass spilling out from the towel but quickly looked away, restraining herself.

Divya: Mom, lie on the bed face down and close your eyes.

Mom lay down with her full ass facing Divya.

Divya: (gulps) Now I’ll apply some oil.

Divya played soft, slow music on the speaker, then rubbed oil onto her hands and began massaging Mom’s legs. She massaged her toes, soft calves, and plump thighs. Mom got absorbed into the massage.  Divya had slowly pushed the towel up to her waist, exposing her entire ass.

Divya (in her mind): Holy fuck, I’ve never seen Mom’s ass this close. I want to taste it so bad.

Divya was drooling, staring at her mother’s bare cheeks. To distract herself, she moved to Mom’s shoulders.

Divya: Mom, now turn over so I can massage your shoulders.
Mom turned smoothly, looking relaxed, but Mom didn’t notice as she turned over, the towel slipped below her waist, exposing her privates.

Divya: (in her mind) My birthplace!! Ah, I can see why Bro likes clean-shaven pussy that much. It’s beautiful. Ufff-
Mom: Divya?
Mom still had her eyes closed.
Divya: Y-yes, Mom.

Mom: You know, when you insisted on the massage, I thought it was another one of your pranks. But it’s really soothing, my muscles feel relaxed.
Divya: (in her mind) Saying my massage feels good while your pussy is out like that. Mom, if I knew you were like, I would have fucked you ages ago.

Divya: Mom, if you’re enjoying the massage, mind if I turn up the pace a bit?
Mom: Sure, I don’t mind.

Divya poured oil over Mom’s shoulders and chest, then undid her towel, exposing her entire body. Mom’s eyes snapped open, but before she could speak, Divya climbed onto the bed and lay on top of her.
Divya: Mom, your body is too tempting to be resisted.

Divya then smashed her lips against her mother’s. Mom’s eyes widened. Divya passionately kissed her while fondling her mother’s breasts. She was feeling so horny that she started rubbing her pussy against Mom’s waist. Both of their bodies got oiled up due to the constant rubbing.

A few minutes later, they broke the kiss. Mom panted heavily, but Divya quickly moved down near her mother’s glory holes. As Mom was catching her breath, Divya grabbed Mom’s buttocks and lifted her ass.

Mom: Divya, what are you— Ahh
Divya flicked her tongue against Mom’s asshole.
Divya: Oh, wow, so this is how your asshole tastes.
Mom: Wait, if you do that—Oh

Divya slid her tongue inside, making Mom’s legs tremble with pleasure. She spread Mom’s asshole wider with the help of oil, hungrily licking while firmly kneading her buttocks.

Divya (in her mind): This taste could get me addicted.

Seeing her mother moaning like a slut, ass raised, thrilled Divya even more.
She stopped licking and lowered Mom’s ass to the bed. Mom panted heavily.
Divya: Hey, Mom, it’s not nice to be the only one on the receiving end.

Divya turned, hovering her ass above Mom’s face while moving toward her mother’s pussy.

Divya: Don’t leave me hanging, Mom.

Gazing at her daughter’s shaved, bright pink pussy so close, Mom’s mind swirled with thoughts, but a droplet falling on her face snapped her back; it was from Divya’s dripping, wet pussy hovering above her.

At that moment, all the other thoughts from Mom’s mind vanished, leaving only one thing: LUST. Mom grabbed her daughter’s hips and started licking her hole like a dog.

Divya then went to search for her birthplace with her tongue as a guide. It felt like a competition, both consumed by desire, eagerly devouring each other.
Their relentless sucking on each other’s pussies made them lose their mind, and at their wits’ end, they both squirted on each other’s faces.

Their mind went blank, and their hair was drenched due to the squirt. Their pussies were still twitching uncontrollably. Divya was lying upside down on her, although she didn’t have much energy left, she still sniffed her mother’s pussy.

Mom: (pants) Hey-y stop that (pants).

Divya chuckled. A few minutes later, Divya gathered some energy and lay beside Mom, who was still exhausted. Divya’s eyes fell on her mother’s juicy breasts. Unable to resist, she eagerly gobbled one.

Mom: Ahh, Divya, I’m still sensitive!
Divya: (giggles) Mom, but your boobs were begging to be sucked. And let’s be clear, this isn’t a one-time thing. You’re mine too now.
Mom: (sighs) Don’t you already have a thing with your dad?

Divya: I do, but I want you too. I don’t get why you hide from Dad that you fuck Bro, or why Dad pretends he doesn’t fuck me. Mom, we all love each other, emotionally and physically; there’s no reason to hide it.

Mom: Divya, that’s-

Before Mom could finish, she glanced at the door and saw Kartik and Dad standing there. They overheard the whole conversation. Now, with all of their secrets being exposed, there was no turning back.

Several months later, Mom and Divya are both pregnant. They proudly bear their swollen bellies, nude across the house. Due to pregnancy, they became hornier, the family’s secrecy has vanished, and now they fully embrace their taboo desires without restraint.

On the dining table,
Kartik: Mom, what’s for dinner today?
Mom: Your favourite dish. (smiles)
Mom sat on the table in doggy pose, facing him.
Mom: Don’t wait for your bitch anymore.

She spread her asshole wide while swinging her ass, begging for his tongue.
Kartik: (smirks) Time to feast.
A familiar voice came from the living room.
Divya: Bro, save some for me too.

In the living room, Divya was flaunting her pregnant curves to Dad.
Divya: Papa, don’t you think I have grown fat since the pregnancy?
Dad: Nonsense, you’re even more gorgeous now.
Divya: (smiled) Really, you are too sweet, Papa.

Divya sat on his lap. Her milk could be seen spilling out, so Dad helped her by sucking her milk.

Back in the dining room,
Mom: AAh, it feels like when you are licking my asshole, the baby is kicking my belly.
Kartik: Oh, then I guess the baby would definitely like this.

Mom glanced back, seeing Kartik’s throbbing cock ready. She surrendered her ass, but Kartik grinned. He scooped her up like a princess and carried her to the living room.

The living room now has a massive bed, perfect for the whole family to spend some quality time with each other. Kartik also called Dad and Divya to join them on the bed, and the full family foursome began.

Kartik laid Mom on the bed, gripping her legs and raising them high in the air. Divya hovered her ass over Mom’s face, while Dad sat before Divya with his cock out for Divya’s mouth service.

Kartik thrust his dong into Mom’s ass, Mom licked Divya’s dripping pussy, and Divya began her mouth service by engulfing Dad’s cock in one go and wrapped her tongue around it.

Kartik fastened his pace, making Mom’s pregnant belly bounce with each thrust. He licked her toes, which sent both tingling sensations and arousal to her body.

Still, he couldn’t see her expression as her face was hidden beneath Divya’s plump, wide ass. She was vigorously grinding her pussy against her mother’s tongue while lavishing her dad’s dick from tip to balls, drenching it with her drool.

Their moans and gasps filled the entire living room. At last, they all climaxed with Kartik and Dad filling Mom and Divya’s holes. From exhaustion, they all collapsed on the bed and slept.

The family, now fully embraced their forbidden lust, unashamed of their taboo desires, living in ecstasy.

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