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Hello doston, mera naam hai Nimku aur main Bihar se hun. Mera Lund ka size hai 7inch.

Toh story pe aate hai. Iss story ki heroine ka naam hai Rita jo 3 bachon ki maa hai aur age 50 hai.Par dekh ke bilkul bhi nahi lagega ki woh 3 bachon ki maa hai. Malika Arora Khan jaisi hai.

Unke shareer na naap hai 36-32-36 aur rang hai sawla. Toh unke bade bade 36 ke chuche dekh kisi ka bhi lund khada ho jaye. Jab woh suit pehenti hai toh usme unke chuche kya lagte hai. Aur leggings mein unki moti chuttad maze aa jate hai.

Gol gol tight chuttad dekh mann karta ki bas muh daal do chuttadon ke beech. Toh woh mere ghar ke bagal mein rehti hai. Ek din hum terrace par the aur Rita apne terrace par. Unke chuttad aur chuchi kya mast dikh rahe the.

Aisa lag raha tha ki maano unhone panty hi nahi pehan rakhi hai itne mast chuttad dikh rahe the. Yeh dekh mera lund khada ho gaya. Maine underwear pehna tha par fir bhi mera khada lund dikh raha tha. Aunty samajh gayi main kya dekh raha hun.

Mere pant ka haal kya hai aur kaise hai yeh dekh kar aunty chali gayi waha se. Jab main raat ko soya toh mere dimag mein yahi khayal ghum rahe the. Maine muth bhi nahi maara yeh soch ke ki sab muth aunty ke samne marunga ya unke hath se marwaunga.

Main nanga hoke so gaya raat ko. Raat ko maine sapna dekha ki mere ghar par sab aunties ki party chal rahi hai. Ghar ke aas paas ki saari auntiyon ki aur main nanga ghum raha hun sabke samne. Iss party mein meri mom hai aur Rita aunty bhi hai.

Sab iss party mein mere lund ke sath khel rahe hai aur maze kar rahe hai. Koi hila raha hai toh koi chus raha hai. Meri mom mere lund ko masal rahi hai. Aisa sapna dekh mera lund hakikat mein pura tight ho gaya tha.

Maine fir dekha ki Rita mujhe apne taraf bulayi aur mera khada lund dekh naughty si smile diya. Mere lund ko ragadne lagi apne hathon se. Aage peeche karne lagi zor zor se. Mera lund ab tyaar tha paani chodne ko.

Rita ne lund ki skin ko pura neeche khich diya aur kheecha hi rakha. Jisse mere lund se jo dhar nikli woh kafi dur tak gayi. Woh mere lund ki skin ko tab tak kheech ke rakha jab tak mera lund muth nikalna band na kiya.

Jab meri aankh khuli sapne se toh dekha ki meri kaam wali samne thi aur uske kapdon pe safed neeshan the. Maine pucha, “Kya hua?” Toh boli, “Pucho apne lund se.” Main samajh gaya asli muth uss par giri. Maine maafi mangi aur woh chali gayi.

Yeh sapna mere dimag mein pure din chalta raha. Maine din mein 2 baar muth maara par fir bhi sapna yaad karke wapas mera lund khada ho jata tha. Shaam ko jab meri mom terrace par gayi maine socha chalo Rita ki pic dekh ke muth maar leta hun. Maine unki pic lagayi phone mein aur hilane lag gaya apna lund.

Pura pant utar kar aaram se bistar par baith kar. Toh main jis kamre mein muth maar raha tha waha se hi ghar ki entrance ka darwaza hai. aur mom woh lock kar ke gayi nahi thi. Main pura Rita ki pic mein doob kar apne lund ke sath khel raha tha ki achanak ghar ka darwaza khula.

Maine dekh ki Rita khadi hai. Unhe na pata tha main kya kar raha hun. Woh bolti hui aayi, “Babu mummy…” Itne mein unhone dekh liya mujhe. Mera lund pura 7inch ka tight khada mere hath mein aur mere samne Rita. Ye dekh mera muth nikal gaya. Kuch bunden unke kapdon aur hathon par bhi padi.

Woh jaldi se darwaze ke bahar gayi aur waha se pucha “Babu mummy kaha hai?” Maine bola, “Terrace par.” woh darwaza band karke jane lagi tab maine bola, “Mummy ko na batana please.” Woh muskura ke chali gayi.

Fir woh din guzar gaya. Ek din mummy gayi thi ghar se bahar aur aunty ko shayad pata nahi tha. Tab aunty aayi mere ghar par yeh soch ke ki mummy hogi toh gap shap ho jayega. Aunty ne door bell bajaya toh main nikla bahar.

Uss time main nahane ja raha tha. Toh main towel mein jake door khol diya. Mere abs aur achi body dekh aunty ek baar ko hairan ho gayi. Unka muh khula reh gaya. Fir unhone pucha, “Mummy nahi hai?”

Maine bola, “Nahi aunty bahar gayi hai.” Toh woh jane lagi unko peeche se dekh mera lund khada ho gaya. Unki 32 ki kamar aur bina panty ke chuttad ne lund khada kar diya mera jo towel ke beech se bahar aa gaya.

Aunty ko kuch yaad aaya aur woh peeche ghumi toh mera lund dekh hairan ho gayi. Mere lund ka har ek nass mota ho gaya tha aur lund pura erect tha 7-inch ka mano hamle ke liye tyaar ho.

Woh dekh kar boli, “Woh thoda sugar hoga? Yeh toh mangana hi bhul gayi main.” Maine jaldi se lund ko dhaka aur aunty ko andar bula liya yeh bolke ki, “Aap aao andar main abhi deta hun.”

Maine unko sugar diya aur woh boli, “Nahane ja rahe the kya beta?” Maine bola, “Han aunty.” Woh boli chalo thik hai main chalti hun. Woh jaane lagi tabhi maine unko roka yeh keh ke ki, “Aunty jo uss din shaam ko hua uske liye sorry.” Unhone bola, “Koi baat nahi aisa hona aam hai iss age mein.”

Unhone fir pucha, “Girlfriend ki yaad mein hila rahe the kya?” Maine bola, “Koi girlfriend nahi hai aunty.” Woh hairan ho gayi. Unhone kaha, “Kyu, toh iska matlab sex bhi nahi kiye hoga?” Main hairan tha yeh sun ke. Unhone bola “Areh it’s a normal question.” Maine bola, “Nahi,” sharmate hue.

Unhone bola, “Chalo aaj main massage deti hun tumhe kyuki sex ke liye bohut takat chahiye hota hai.” Mere lund ke taraf ishara kar ke bol rahi thi. Unhone fir oil mangwaya garam kar ke aur bola, “Towel utaro aur idhar baitho.”

Hum dono sofe pe baith gaye. Main sofe pe let gaya aur Rita aunty dusre chair pe baith ke massage karne lagi. Pehle unhone mere bach ko massage kiya. Fir back ki massage karte karte meri gand ko massage dene lagi aur mera lund khada hone laga.

Khade lund ko baar baar main set kar raha tha tab aunty boli, “Kisne bola tha lund ko itna bada karne ko?” Aur hasne lagi. Gand ki massage karte karte gand ki ched mein ungli bhi daal diya. Jisse main chila utha aur mera lund aur tight ho gaya aur aunty hasne lagi.

Unhone mujhe sidha kiya aur mere chest ko rub kar rahi thi. Maine dekha unke kapdon par tel lag raha toh maine bola, “Aunty apke kapdon par tel lag raha hai.” Toh unhone mujhe dekh aur bola, “Kya karun, toh utar dun?” Maine bola, “Utar do.”

Unhone apne kapde utar diya upar ka. Ab woh sirf bra mein thi. Unhe gehre navel aur 36 ki chuchi mujhe unke taraf akarshit kar rahe the. Ab unhone mere lund ko massage dena shuru kiya. Woh boli, “Lund toh tagda hai par massage se aur tagda ho jayega.” Yeh sun ke mera lund aur tight ho gaya.

Unhone mere lund ko alag tarike se 15 minutes massage kiya aur ab mere balls ko massage dene lagi. Main bas kisi time chutne wala tha matlab jhadne wala tha. Aunty ko jab laga main jhadne wala hu toh unhone mere lund ki skin ko kheech diya jaise sapne mein kheecha tha. Aur lund ko mere muh ke taraf mod diya.

Jaise hi main chuta mera sara muth mere muh par tha. Mera pura muh mere hi muth se dhak gaya tha aur aunty hasne lagi. Maine bola, “Aunty yeh kya kiya?” aur woh has rahi thi. Meri ankhon mein muth gaya tha jisse mujhe kuch dikh nahi raha tha.

Maine aunty ko bola, “Aunty mera chehra dhula do.” Toh woh mujhe bathroom le gayi. Unhone mera chehra dhulana shuru hi kiya tha ki maine shower on kar diya aur unko bhigane laga. Maine bola, “Yeh apki masti karne ki saza.” Hum dono masti mein ladne lage shower mein.

Mera hath unke bra pe gaya jisse unka bra khul gaya aur gir gaya neeche. Unke azad chuche dekh mera lund fir khada ho gaya. Unke brown nipples khade ho gaye the ab hum dono serious the. Main unke paas gaya aur unko deewar par sata ke kiss karne laga. Garmi hum dono mein bohut thi.

Woh bhi zor zor se kiss kar rahi thi. Main kiss karte karte unki chuchiyon ko masal masal ke chusne laga. Woh moan kar rahi thi. Fir main unke navel ke taraf gaya jo bilkul gehre the. Main usme ungli karke chatne laga. Woh siskari le ke hoth masal rahi thi aur chuchiyan bhi masal rahi thi.

Fir main gaya unke chut ke taraf. Unke chut mein baal the par jyada nahi the. Main unke chut ko chatne laga. Woh aah aaah ss kar rahi thi. Fir maine unki chut mein ungli karne laga. Kya raseli chut thi unki kya bataun.

3 bache hone ke karan unki chut thodi dheeli thi. Aap toh samajh sakte ho. 15 minute ungli karne ke baad woh mere chehre par hi jhad gayi. Hmmm garam garam rass unki chut ki. Aah kya ehsas de rahi thi mere chehre par.

Fir maine unko ulta ghumaya aur unke gand ko chatne laga. Woh boli, “Ghin nahi lagta chat rahe ho?” Maine bola, “Pyaar mein koi ghin nahi,” aur chatne laga. Woh moan kar rahi thi. Fir main unki back chatne laga puri back chat di unki. Ab unko maine neeche baithaya aur blowjob lene lagay.

3 bache aise hi nahi unke. Jis andaz se lund chusa mere maze aa gaye. Abhi bhi khada ho gaya yaad karke. Kya mast chus rahi thi lund. Deep throat bhi. Fir maine kiya inko khada aur deewar se pet karke sata diya.

Unki chuchiyan deewar se sati thi aur back mere taraf. Ab maine peeche se lund ghusa diya chut mein. Woh tadap uthi aur boli, “Itna bada?” Unki chut thodi dheeli thi magar maja aa raha tha. Main ab dhakka marna shuru kiya.

Zor Zor se chod raha tha unko. Unki chuchi uchal rahi thi aage peeche aur main chode ja raha tha. Woh moan kar rahi thi aur pure bathroom mein ‘thap thap thap’ ki awaz gunjh rahi thi. Main ab unko sidha kar apne god mein utha ke chodne laga. Thodi bhari thi aunty par uth gayi mere se.

Main zor zor se chod raha tha unko aur woh apna nails meri peeth par gara ke moan kar rahi thi. Karib 2 ghante sex karne ke baad hum sath nahae aur aunty apne ghar chali gayi.

Kaisi lagi meri story? Agar pasand ayi toh mail kare [email protected] par aur like zarur kare story ko. Shukriya.

Hi all, this is Rajiv, from Mumbai. I am 5’9″, of an average build. This story is about how one afternoon turned my sex life around. I was 19 at the time and living a normal family life. I lived with my father and my mother in our 2bhk at Mulund. All of the following happened one normal rainy afternoon.

It was a Saturday, and I had just eaten my lunch and was planning on taking a nap in my room when I heard a loud giggle.

When I went to see what was going on, I saw that some aunty from our building was standing at the door and talking to my mom about her son.

At first, I thought it was a normal chat and did not bother and went back inside.

After a while, the same lady came to my door. For no reason, she called my name and asked me if she could come in. As I had nothing to hide, I said ok.

She came in and sat on my bed. I was still unaware of what was going to happen and just sat with my legs crossed on the bed.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, my mom came running into my room closed the door. I got worried, as I thought something was wrong and asked her what had happened. Those were the last words I said in complete consciousness.

The lady (my mom’s friend), who was sitting on my bed, got up and walked to the other side of the bed and closed the window. Without wasting a second, she stripped right out of her clothes.

I was so shocked that I didn’t even notice that my mom had also stripped completely naked on my other side.

When I was about to shout, the aunty placed her hand on my lips gently and signaled me to keep quiet. I pushed her hand away and got up to leave the room, but my mom held my hand and pulled me near her.

I was sure my father was in the house but wondered why he hadn’t asked about what was happening inside even once.

My mom pulled me near her stark naked body and hugged me. I was still in shock and confused and could not move a single muscle. My mom said, “I will explain everything. Just wait a while.” And she gave me a soft kiss on my lips.

Then the lady came close to mom and wrapped one of her arms around mom’s waist and pulled her closer.

My mom and her friend started kissing each other’s lips like hungry cats fighting over a fish. I could see that they were both also exploring each other with their hands.

My mom held the lady’s neck softly and the lady was massaging mom’s boob. Her other hand was checking out and pressing mom’s bulky, soft ass.

Then the lady came down to mom’s neck and started sliding her tongue on mom’s neck while still pressing mom’s boob and groping her ass.

I was honestly turned on by the action now but still couldn’t digest what was happening.

Then, mom moaning with pleasure, broke the action and took the aunty to the bed. They had been doing this for a long time, as the aunty took the hint quickly and moved to the bed, lying on her back with her legs wide open.

Mom got on the bed too, and they started kissing again. They hugged each other tightly and were feeling every inch of each other’s body. My mom began kissing the lady’s lips and moaned, “Ohh Nikki.”

Honestly, we had been living in that building for about 10 years, and this was the first time I got to know the aunty’s name.

So, mom was kissing Nikki on her lips, biting them in between, and sucking her lower lip. The action frequently gave me chills and I got hard now, but did not make any move.

Mom started sliding down, as she came to lick Nikki’s ears and neck now.

As soon as mom kissed Nikki’s ear, she almost screamed in pleasure. Then mom started kissing Nikki on her ear softly and glided her hand between Nikki’s legs. Mom was kissing Nikki and now got hold of her pussy.

First, she rubbed two of her fingers on Nikki’s pussy, which was dripping by now. By sliding further down, mom took Nikki’s breast in her mouth. She softly kissed Nikki’s nipples first, which made me so hard that my erection was probably visible even from the moon.

Mom rolled her tongue on Nikki’s nipples. My mother’s friend was wriggling like a snake and moaning hard. Then, mom held Nikki’s breast in her hand and while pressing it softly, took the full nipple in her mouth which turned Nikki on even more.

As the aunty moaned, mom pushed both of her fingers inside Nikki’s pussy.

Now, I had started to admire what was going on.

My mom is insanely gorgeous. She has a creamy white complexion, with beautiful eyes and great soft skin. As she does yoga every morning, she is quite fit, but with fat exactly in the right places. She has huge boobs as white as milk, absolute melons with pinkish nipples.  Her thin waist flares into wide hips.

I had seen her cleavage and waistline sometimes but never had any such thoughts about her.

I would see her panties and bras hanging to dry every now or then, but never even touched them.

And here, today, it was all gone. All I could think was how sexy and horny she could be, right in front of me. Swaying her ass and boobs, just for me.

Mom kept sliding further down on Nikki while still fingering her. Nikki was holding edges of the bed very tight.

She was also a fair lady. Aunty had been mom’s walk partner, a bit heavy, with normal boobs but an amazing ass.

Brown nipples had never attracted me as such. But a few days ago, when I was coming from college, I had seen her in a tight top and leggings, running behind her seven-year-old son. And I had thought that her ass could give me an orgasm anytime.

I had fapped sometimes, thinking of her.

So now, mom was playing with Nikki’s belly button with her tongue, and she kept pushing her fingers further into Nikki.

Nikki kept wriggling like a snake and kept moaning.

Mom now came to Nikki’s pussy and slid her tongue in.

I never thought my mom had it in her. I always thought of her as a homely, caring, loving lady, but today, she broke all my understanding of her. She was giving me one shock after another.

Mom started kissing Nikki’s pussy as she pushed her fingers in, further and further.  She kept her fingers inside the aunty’s pussy and started doing magic with tongue. Then she licked her pussy from top to bottom, and then again rolled her tongue in and out. She smooched it countless times and at last, she bit Nikki’s pussy hard.

Nikki gave the loudest moan and jumped straight up, looking all exhausted and sweaty. She had orgasmed at least a gallon of water.

Mom was still biting her and had a weird smile on her face. Nikki, all exhausted, fell on the bed as mom got up with wet fingers and a dripping mouth.

Now, here is where it all comes to me. But that will come in the next part.

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Hai friends, en peyar Anuja vayathu 34 aagugirathu. Indru kathaiyil ilamaiyaana 19 vayathu paiyanai epadi usar seithu sex seithen enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. Enaku thirumanam aagi iru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal. En pakathu veetu paiyan ippozhuthu thaan palli padithu mudithaan.

Ippozhuthu kalluri selvatharku kaathu kondu irukiraan, naangal thinamum kanam poochu vilaiyaduvom. Appozhuthu oru naal antha paiyan peyar raman engal udan vilaiyaadi kondu irupaan. Enaku avan meethu kaama aasai irunthathu, parka ilamaiyaaga sexiyaaga irupaan. Avan aninthu irukum pantil sunni pudaithu kondu irukum.

Avan sunniyai paarkum pozhuthu athai veliyil eduthu sappi en kuthikul vittu ooka vendum endru aasaiyaaga irukum.

Sari avanai eppadiyaavathu correct seithu ulasamaaga iruka vendum endru ninaithu avanudan nerungi pazhga aarambithen. Oru naal kanam poochi vilaiyaadum pozhuthu avanai en veetil vanthu pathungi kol endru sollinen.

Avanum sari akka endru solli en veetirkul vanthu pugunthu kondaan, appozhuthu yaravathu vanthaal maati kola pogiraai en pavadaikul vanthu pugunthu kol endru solinen. Appozhuthu avan vegamaaga en pavadaikul vanthu pugunthu kondaan.

Naan penty ethum aniyaamal thaan irunthen, enaku avan pavadaikul pugum pozhuthu kama sugamaaga irunthathu.

Avan sirithu neram amaithiyaaga irunthaan pinbu en pundaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaa en kama unarvu eppadi irunthathu theriyumaa.

En pundaiyai thotu paarthaan, pinbu avan thalaiyai pidithu kuthiyil vaithen. Paiyan en pundaiyai suvaika aarambithaan, naakai nandraaga nakiya padiye pundiayil vaithu naka aarambithaan.

Pavadaiyai thuki vittu veetu vassal kathavai thazpal pottu vittu padukaiyil paduthu kondu pudavai matrum pavadaiyai thuki kanbithen, raman kuthiyil vaai vaithu nandraaga naaku poda aarambithaan.

Iruvarum sexiyaaga veetil thanimaiyil irunthom, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa nandraaga naki vitan. Naan ithai sirithum ethir parka villai, naan pothum pothum endru sollum varai vidamal sappi konde irunthaan.

Naan avan thalaiyai pidithu en pundaiyil vaithu naka viten, en pundai uthadai avan udathai vaithu urinthu nakinaan. Naan kangalai mudi kondu nandraaga kuthiyai naka viten, avan thalai mudiyai kothi viten pinbu avan nakiyathil en kaama unarvu athigarithu pundaiyil vinthu kasiya aarambithathu, athai raman sappi kudithu vitan.

Pinbu naan pothum endru solliyathum avan nakai veliyil eduthaan, kathavai thiranthu vitu veliyil sendrom. Atharku mun raman en mulaiyai aasaiyaaga paarthu kondu irunthaan, avanai kati pidithu ithazhil oru mutham seithu nalai kaalai vaa nandraaga naam sex seithu ulasamaaga irukalam endru sollinen, avanum sari akka endru sollinaan.

Andru iravu kanam poochi vilaiyaadi mudithom, en pundai eeramaaga irunthathu. Avan en pavadaikul puguvaan endru naan sirithum ethir parka villai, athilum naakal naki viduvaan endru sirithum ethir parka vilai. Nalai kanavan matrum pasangal eppozhuthu velaikum pallikum selvaargal endru kaathu kondu irunthen.

Kanavan pasangalai palliyil iraki vittu vitu kilambinaan, naan matum thaan veetil thaniyaaga irunthen. Raman indru varuvaan endru kaathu kondu irunthen, naan pakathu veetil eti paarthen avan irupathuu pondru arikurigal ethum illai endru therinthathu. Raman veetirkul sendren, angu avan amma irunthaargal.

Aunty raman enge aalaiye kanom endru keten? Avan kalluriku servatharkaaga avan appa udan kilambi sendru irukiraan endru sollinaargal. Sari aunty endru solli vittu sirithu neram avargaludan pesi vittu en veetirku kilambinen. Indru kamam seiyalam endru aasai aasaiyaaga irunthen, aanal atharkul ippadi aagi vitathu.

Naan veetirku sendru en pundiayil viral pottu kondu irunthen, avan en pundaiyai netru suvaithathai ninaithu viral pottu kondu irunthen.

Raman andru veetirku varuvaan endru naan sirithum ethir parka villai, eppozhuthum thanimaiyil irukum pozhuthu naan viral pottu kondu thaan irupen. En kanavar vaarathirku oru murai thaan ennai matter seiyuvaar.

Ilamaiyaana paiyan kidaithaal avanai vaithu vaithu seiyalaam endru kaathu kondu irunthen, aanal andru naan thitam potathu nadaka villai. Raman kalluriku sendru veetirku vanthu vitan, avan vanthathu enaku theriyaathu. Naan veetil avanukaaga eangi kondu irunthen, appozhuthu thidir endru kathavai yaro thatinaargal.

Appozhuthu mani sariyaaga 2 irukum, intha nerathil yaar athu kathavai thatugiraargal endru veliye sendru paarthen. Kathavai thiranthu parkum pozhuthu raman angu nindru kondu irunthaan. Avanai paarthathum sirithu vittu ulle vaa da endru azhaithen, ulle vanthathum kathavai kathavai thapal pottu viten.

Sapitu vitaya endru keten? Avan atharku sapitu viten endru sollinaan. Avan thalai mudiyil kai vaithu thadavi viten, pinbu avanidam netru vilaiyaadiyathu pondru indrum vilaiyaadalaama endru keten?

Raman sari vilaiyaadalam endru sollinaan, ithai solum pozhuthu avan konjam vetkap paatan. Iruvarum padukai araiku sendru arugil nerukamaaga amarnthu kondom.

Naan avan kanathai pidithu ithazhil vaai vaithu suvaika aarambithen, enaku kadavulaai paarthu kodutha paiyan endru manathil ninaithu konden. Iruvarum kiss seithu kati pidika aarambithom, raman en mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava thayangi kondu irunthaan.

Avan kaiyai pidithu en mulaiyil vaithen, pinbu iru mulaiyilum kai vaithu thadavi kondu irunthaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaa avan veguliyaaga irupathu enaku migavum pidithu poi irunthathu, sexiyaaga sunniyai pidika aarambithen. Avan sunni 6” perithaaga viraithu irunthathu, athai veliyil eduthu vaaiyil vaithu suvaika aarambithen. Raman sunni ilamaiyaaga irunthathu, en kanavar sunni perithaaga irukum aanal ithu pondru ilamiayaaga irukaathu.

Ilamaiyaana sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappi suvaika aarambithen, haaaaaaaaaa avan sunniyil sirithu vinthu kasinthu irunthathu. Athai sappi suvaithen, rusiyaaga irunthathu azhagaga sunniyai mel irunthu keezh varai sappi suvaithen. Sunniyai muzhuvathum vizhungi urinthu umbinen, haaaaaaaa sappa sappa rusiyaaga irunthathu.

En kanavan sunni perithaaga irukum athai sappa konjam kadinap paduven, aanal ivan suniyai sappum pozhuthu sulabamaaga irunthathu.

Raman sunniyai vaaikul vitu irukum pozhuthu thaliyil kai vaithu thadavi kondu irunthaan. Nandraaga sunniyai urinthu konde sappi suvaika aarambithen, appozhuthu avanuku moodu eeri sunniyil vinthu vanthu vitathu.

Sunni vinthai oru sottu kuda vidamal sappi suvaika aarambithen, vinthai kudithu muditha udan raman ennai paduka vaithu en pudavaiyai kayata aarambikiraan.

Pudavaiyai kayati vittu jakitil en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavi vittu jakitaiyum serthu kayatinaan, ulle vellai nira bra aninthu irunthen athaiyum vidamal kayati en muliayai kaiyil pidithu sappi suvaika aaarambithaan.

Haaaaaaaaaaaa mulai kaambai vaaiyil vaithu sappi suvaika aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaa kambai vaaaiyil vaikum pozhuthu kama sugamaaga irunthathu.

Nandraaga en mulaiyai pidithu sappi suvaithu vittu pavadaiyai kayati ennai nirvaanamaaga aakinaan, avanum nirvaanamaaga aagi ennai kati pidithu ithazhil oru mutham seithu kuthiyil vaai vaithu naka aarambithaan.

Kuthiyil vidamal sappi suvaika aarambitha pozhuthu haaaaaaaaaaa kama sugamaaga irunthathu, kuthiyai sirithu neram naki vittu avan sunniyai eduthu en pundaiyil vittu ooka aarambithaan. Viraivil avan sunni viraithu vitathu, ippozhuthu than sunniyil vinthu vanthathu mendum sunni viraivaaga viraithu vitathu.

Sunniyai kuthiyil vittu ookum pozhuthu un sunniyil vinthu varum pozhuthu sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu eduthu vidu endru avanidam sollinen. Sari endru thalaiyai aati vittu ennai oothu konde irunthaan, nandraaga sunni muzhuvathaiyum pundaikul iraki vegamaaga oothan appozhuthu en pundaiyil vinthu kasinthathu.

Sunniyai vinthu vanthathum veliyil eduthu vitu en vaaiyil sunniyai vitan, naan kai adithu vitu konde sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu irunthen.

Sunniyai adikum pozhuthu avanuku modu eeri sunni vinthu en vaaikul irangiyathu. Naangal adikadi veetil thanimaiyil oothu innum jollyaaga thaan irukirom. Engalin tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Me – “Oh, yeah. I am ready. Just give me a minute.”

I moved to the freezer and drank some water from a bottle. She covered her saree over her loosely and moved to the kitchen after picking up the utensils from the table. I put the bottle back in the freezer and followed her to the kitchen.

I moved behind her and hugged her back, placing my hands over her belly. I started caressing her tender skin over there and she sighed.

Di – “I thought you needed some rest.”

Me – “Your body never allows me to rest.”

Di – “Really!”

She turned back, facing me. I hugged her tighter and her breasts crushed against my chest, only with her thin layer of saree separating us. I moved her away and pushed her saree’s end away.

Her breasts had few dried drops of milk over themselves and it emitted a milky scent. I bent and kissed her cleavage again and started pressing her udders from below.

She sighed and moaned, brushing my hair, crumpling my loosened shirt. She drew her hands inside my shirt and undid it completely leaving my chest free.

Di – “Look how sexy you have turned.”

Me – “These two breasts here. They leave no competition.”

Di – “Let’s go to bed. It has been too long. Let us take it to the end.”

Me – “No, I won’t.”

Di – “What? Are you serious?”

Me – “I won’t let us through to bed unless you tell me what changed you all of a sudden.”

Di – “Oh that! You scared me. I said I will tell you. Did I ever break my promises with you?”

Me – “Oh yeah. You did. You promised me a watch and. Wait. You did give it to me later that week. And then? Wait. Nothing is striking my mind right now.”

Di – “That is because I never broke any. Now let us not waste time anymore. Move.”

She pushed me out of the kitchen.

Me – “No, but you have to speak out now.”

Di – “I guess we don’t need to pause the action for that.”

She continued to push me into the bedroom and I fell on the bed stumbling, as my legs hit it.

Di – “Ok. So, listen. I have been thinking over our journey together. Especially since we moved out of our home.”

She bent over with her hands on my shorts loosening them. Her breasts were hanging in that position and I couldn’t stop myself from holding them. I held the nipples and pulled them out.

Di – “Ah! Slowly, dear. So, when we moved out, I did not have any guilt immediately out of anger. But later I started wondering if I dragged you into this unnecessarily. Wow!”

She pulled my shorts down revealing my undie covered cock jutting out.

Me – “But it was me right, who started this.”

I continued pushing and pulling her nipples in and out of her breasts, pressing her breasts now and then She dragged my shorts out totally and threw it away. She bent and kissed my cock over my underwear for a while. Her kisses were making it stand tall and I wondered if it would tear the cloth into two.

Di – “So it is not about who started it but who continued it. You did try to end it but I brought your hopes back revealing my struggles.”

She moved up and helped me move down my underwear and my cock jumped up. Even the leaning tower of Pisa would fall someday but not this hard and erect tower of mine.

She placed her hands over the shaft and ran her fingers over it rubbing it a little. She pulled the skin down, letting the cool air hit that sensitive tip before leaving it again to cover my skin.

Di – “We started our little games initially out of innocence and love. But we both know those games turned unstoppable as days progressed.”

Me – “Oh dear, I love this.”

Her one hand continued to rub my penis and she started removing her saree with her other hand. I bent forward to pass her saree’s end from her left to my other hand on her right behind her. She lifted her arms to help me pass without any hindrance.

Di – “So it didn’t bother me much till recently. Until we started touching our privates.”

My right hand passed the end to her left ahead of her and it followed in a cycle until her saree broke ties with her body. She was about to lower her arms and I stopped her. Her fair and clean underarms drew my attention when she raised her arms.

I moved to her underarms and sniffed it. She tried to close her arms but I held her with my left arm. I started to kiss her underarms with my lips.

Di – “Mmmm. Nice.”

She jerked a little each time my lips touched her skin there.

Di – “Oh dear. I started wondering if I was misusing this situation in any way to fulfill my pleasures deep down”

Me – “Of course not, Di. You know it.” (licking her skin there)

Di – “Hmmm, it feels good. And yeah it may not feel that way. Oh my, but I wondered if I pulled you into it even though you were ready to end it.”

I switched over to her left underarm.

Di – “After all those fights at home, we needed to move out. Ah, but you didn’t have to come with me.”

Me – “I was the one behind it (Smooch) Why wouldn’t I be with you?”

I kissed her underarm.

Di – “Hmmm, dear. But I should have let you marry some other girl. But I kept you along with me. Aaah, perhaps for my own sake.”

I licked her tender loose skin. I moved away and she started loosening her shapewear and I pulled it down after she did. And there lied her glistening thighs and her camel toe under her cream-colored panty.

I slid my fingers inside her panty from both ends and pulled it down, to see the most awaiting sight. Her pink lips looked small and clumsy, yet lovely. I had viewed it earlier but not from this distance, taking full sight of her sweet honey pot.

Di – “If you are done watching it, I will continue the talk.”

She was hiding her laugh behind her upper lips as my eyes were stuck at her lower lips. She tried to hide it by closing her legs in shyness.

Me – “Yeah. You continue.”

I brought myself back into senses.

Me – “And yeah. It wasn’t against my wish. I love to be yours alone and I can’t even think of any other woman with me.”

She pulled her legs out of her panty and placed it on the bed alongside her shapewear. I pulled her towards me, placing my hands over her pink lily, brushing it in surprise as my other hand pressed her bums.

Di – “Mmmmm Oh yeah. (sighing deeply) I know you love me. I heard you saying that a lot. And I know it even if you don’t say it. (grasping her breath) But I always had this suspicion. That if you find a girl worth loving, you would leave your feelings over me.”

Her pubic hair was trimmed and her skin was smooth. Her tender lips looked wet as it was all active sometime back. It needed no lubrication and I got ready with my weapon.

Di – “After all, having me was not peaceful. You can’t reveal our true relationship. Even if you do, you would be boycotted from our society.”

Me – “I would live on an island for the rest of my life for that matter. If that is what it takes for me to live with you.”

She smiled lovingly and I held my cock and shook it a little. It didn’t need much time to get back to its full form. Her hands and her body know how to make it active. She slowly placed herself over my crotch, positioning her holy spot over my dick.

Di – “I know my love. But I always wondered if you would prefer a safe and free relationship over the one that is incestuous and I saw… ”

Me – “Aahh, dear!”

My body shook entirely. The first touch of each other’s genitals passed electric waves in our bodies as she stopped talking for a while. She neither could move nor could stay there mid-air. She pulled out and gathered her breath and I gathered mine.

She took a deep breath and put her quim slowly back onto my tool and we both moaned deeply together. She couldn’t keep herself in the air for long and so she rested her bums on my thighs. As a result, my erection moved into her completely.

She gasped loudly but she couldn’t move out. My tongue touched her walls earlier. But as my erect rod moved inside her, the very same walls felt different altogether. The warmth they gave my cock and the tight pussy gripping my member felt were truly amazing.

Every guy should experience it and I was glad to have it through my love. I could see her expressions taking in the full length of my member. I slowly started pushing up my hip and she held the sheets tighter.

Me – “So. You saw what?”

Di – “What! That’s it… Slowly… ”

Me – “You said you… saw something!”

Di – “Yes, I saw you talking to Shweta this morning.”

We moved slowly and rhythmically, syncing our thrusts. She was moving down as I moved my hips upwards enabling my wide throbbing stick to explore her deeper.

Me – “ So that is how you changed from a hesitating sister to a longing lover!” (we shared a laugh)

Di – “I listened to your words. How politely you rejected her. I know you are over Juhi. But you cleverly used that as an excuse! My goodness.”

I thrust my hip with some pressure and my member reached her extremes. This move of mine turned us on and we started moving our bodies closer. We wrapped our arms around each other and moved together in haste.

Me – “I only want you, Di. She is a sweet girl and I didn’t lie about it. But I can only imagine this with you.” (we kept thrusting our hips upwards)

Di – “I knew that but was skeptical about it.  And your words there proved me wrong. Oh dear, I love you Mannu. My darling. I know how much you love me and I know you dreamt about me with all the spice added. Oh my, and so I took some effort in changing myself to what you expected.”

Me – “You are the best anyone can get. You are pure and heavenly. I love you too, Di. I love you so much.”

We started kissing each other’s faces in lust and love and our lips longed for our kiss. It was one of the countless kisses we had that memorable day. But it only increased our passion for each other. Our lips sucked the other and our tongues entangled again, sucking one’s saliva into others.

Our lips moved against each other taking the tongues in and tasted our mouths forever. Our bodies pressed against each other rubbing her soft fruits over my hairy fields. My hands enclosed her boobies again and pressed it as her palms were hovering over my back. I pulled her nipples and she screamed in pleasure.

She held my bums and squeezed them tighter as I kissed her chin. She moved her lips over my face and body, kissing my earlobes, biting my chin and passing her lips and tongue over my neck, arms, and chest.

We were all spent earlier as we used our mouths against our sensitive organs but the live-action we were having that moment sparked the fire in us again. The touch of our precious baby parts. Her adorable crater enclosing my thundering auger lit all the crackers.

Our bodies rejoiced at the union and I could feel her stomach churning the juices out for the second time that day as her eyes closed out of ecstasy. I had the sensation burning deep down but I knew it might take some time.

But I wanted our releases to exit at the same time and so I held her cute bums and pressed to my delight and jumped as high as possible. I lowered my face towards my two bosoms and started kissing and licking them again.

She held my bums and pushed me towards her with one palm as her other palms kept brushing my hair, holding it tighter and leaving it in cycles. I could feel some progress in my stomach as I felt the familiar tingling sensation down my lower belly and bladder.

I smiled widely at Di and she joined me in heavy thrusts, pushing ourselves upwards again and again. The whole room was filled with our sweet moans as our bodies thrived to unite ultimately. It felt divine as our organs bumped into each other

Our skin reacted to our union and we could feel the goosebumps on the surface as our hair stood erect out of all the pleasure. Our eyes were closing and we moved towards each other for one final passionate kiss that afternoon.

And we felt our juices coming out as the warmth spread over each others’ genitals. Fresh creamy fluids covered our privates and we continued to jerk with our bodies jumping together. Our whole body shivered as we ejected the warm love out of our bodies.

We hugged tightly and our bodies felt cold all of a sudden, probably because of the nervous sensations they were facing. I pulled the sheets over ourselves and thrust my cock up as she supported in rhythm taking all my juices into her.

We relaxed as the final drops moved out and we smiled at each other in delight. Our long-lasting dream was finally fulfilled and we thanked each other with those smiles. We kissed again, this time out of gratitude than lust or love.

We stayed with our arms around our necks for a while as we took some time to grasp and gather our senses. And once we were calm, we hugged each other warmly.

After that one final union we had, we felt our boundaries vanishing. Our bodies felt more comfortable around each other and our hands moved over each other easier each day. We made love on every occasion that we found our privacy.

Di joined work the next day and I waited for a better offer which appeared only after a fortnight. Shweta moved abroad meanwhile and our landlord used to come only if it was really necessary. We had our time to ourselves and we made complete use of it.

She was not worried about precautions and neither was I. As a result, she got pregnant with my baby. We were happy but worried about the reactions. Our landlord might throw us out if she found this.

So I took Di to a friend of mine and told her about everything except our relationship. We convinced her that Di was pregnant with her boyfriend and he left her after this happened. That was why we couldn’t reach any of our close ones.

She seemed to be convinced with our lies and she agreed to keep Di with her till she delivered. She helped Di and looked after her. I used to look after our home.

Soon she delivered our baby, a bright and adorable baby boy. We brought Di with the baby back home and lied to our landlord the same way we did to my friend. She looked convinced but disgusted when she found out Di had a baby out of marriage. But we had to live with that.

Our mom started reaching out to Di after this happened. She could not keep herself away from us any longer apparently. She came to know about the baby and again her anger dominated her love. As a result, she stopped talking to us forever.

Di enquired about Jiju and found out that he moved on with his life. He got married to a widow from his workplace and he was happy with her.

We were back to ourselves. We looked after that baby with all our love and lived happily. Though we could not reveal to everyone that it was our baby, we showered our parental love over him inside the walls of our home.

Shweta reached India on her vacation and she came to know about the baby as well. But she was cool with our lie. She hung out with us and she loved the baby. And she moved back abroad for her studies.

We still made love, every chance we got but we followed precautions either before or after the sex. We were not left out with any more lies to cover if we had another baby and the baby we had was sufficient for us.

This is the end of this story. I hope you liked it. Please share your feedback in the comments or mail to [email protected].

This is part 3 and the last story of ‘My Sexy Maid, Sita’. Please read the previous parts before you read this chapter.

After our first group session with Sita, the school final exams started. Mike became busy and could not visit us. Immediately after the exams, Mike made a plan to visit us. Sita also had less time because of the school holidays.

I managed to convince Sita and her husband to take their children and let them holiday with their grandparents. Sita sent her husband Bapu with their kids to the village. He would come back after a week. As soon as Bapu left, both Mike and I were ready and waiting.

Mike was already waiting at my house when she arrived in the afternoon. We took her directly to the bedroom. Mike and I started removing all her clothes. As always the video and camera were started. At first, she was a bit shy, but we started running our hands all over her body.

We then started sucking her boobs. Mike moved slowly down to her pussy and started licking. I moved up, sat on her chest, and made her suck my cock. Very soon Mike’s licking made her cum, but Mike didn’t stop. He kept his mouth firmly on her cunt.

She kept bucking her hips upward and cumming again and again. “She’s ready, Nish,” Mike said. I got off and lay down on my back. She sat on me and I slid into her cunt. She started bouncing on my cock as Mike started fingering her asshole. Slowly he started pushing his cock into her asshole.

She was squealing in pain as she was getting both holes stretched. We both waited until she relaxed her holes and then started fucking her. We were giving her alternate strokes, and she started cumming. She was leaking so much fluid that I thought she was peeing on me.

I could feel Mike’s cock through the thin membrane separating her two holes.
Mike started cumming first ànd soon afterward I exploded in her cunt. We all collapsed with me underneath both of them. I pushed them off and went to wash up. Sita was fast asleep next to Mike.

I went out to get some water. When I went.to the kitchen, I noticed one of the female workers Parvati looking into the kitchen. I was nude so I pretended not to notice her. But she kept looking and smiling. She was a widow, her husband had died a few years ago in an accident.

She had a great figure and a sexy way about her, but an ordinary face. When she caught my eye she asked, by sign language, ‘What’s going on in there?’ I signed back, ‘You can come in.’ She looked around, shook her head, and signaled, ‘Another time.’

When I went back into the bedroom, Mike and Sita were showering together. I dozed off for a while. When I woke up I found Sita cooking dinner and Mike was drinking a beer.

“Enough for the day?” I asked.
“No way. Sita is alone so she’s staying the night,” Mike said happily.

That evening we had a few drinks and even made Sita have a small vodka and coke. We closed all the curtains and made Sita serve us topless. We were all enjoying ourselves when Mike said, “let’s give her a surprise, we’ll double penetrate her pussy tonight.”

After dinner we got ready for our next session, Mike kept a bottle of oil next to the bed. This time Mike lay down and Sita sat on him facing away. I stood in front of her and made her suck my dick. When she was ready to cum I pushed her back and positioned my dick at her already filled cunt.

She realized what we were going to do and started struggling. “No, No, you’ll tear my cunt,” but we didn’t listen. Mike held her tight. I poured some oil on her cunt and started pushing. I could feel her cunt stretching.wide. Sita was moaning in pain.

I could hardly move my cock it was so tight. Mike kept still and I started fucking her. Slowly it became easier to move, but only one at a time. The sensation was fantastic. All three of us were close to cumming. I kept ramming her while holding her legs by her ankles.

We all started cumming and flooded her pussy. We fucked her till early the next morning.

The next day Mike and I were returning home from our walk, we saw Parvati hanging around. “What were those noises coming from your house yesterday?” she asked laughing. Mike answered, “Come and work in my home next door, then you will know.”

“I’ll think about it,” she said.

We got some bad news that evening. Sita’s husband Bapu was returning early. their house was to be demolished and they had to leave for the village. Mike and I were very upset. We told them to stay in my servant’s quarters for a few days and try to find another room to rent.

For 3 days they searched for a place but couldn’t find any. They had to leave and go back to their village. Sita was crying and Bapu was sulking in the room. Mike said, “We need to get one more night of fucking before she goes. She’s leaving in 2 days. let’s get Bapu drunk and fuck Sita.”

“Good idea. Give him some cash tomorrow evening and tell him to go and say goodbye to his friends. I’ll keep a bottle of rum here just in case.”

When the workers got off in the evening, Mike gave Bapu 500 rs and told him to go say bye to his friends. We knew he would head straight to the country liquor bar.

Sita was ready and called us to the bedroom. But we had no intention of having a quickie. She was confused and asked why we were ignoring her. We didn’t answer her and kept on chatting. We told her to get dinner made early and waited for Bapu to return. He came back very drunk and asked Sita for food.

She gave Bapu his dinner and he seemed to sober up a bit. Mike went to his room and poured him half a glass of rum. Bapu knocked it back in one gulp and asked for more. Mike kept filling his glass until he had drunk more than half the bottle. We asked Sita for dinner and waited.

After all of us had eaten and washed up, we called Sita to her room. Bapu was flat on his back snoring. Mike called his name and shook him, but no response. I grabbed Sita from behind and started pressing her boobs. Mike started kissing her ànd lifting her saree.

She panicked as Bapu was sleeping right in front but Bapu didn’t stir. We stripped her completely and started sucking her boobs and fingering her holes. She was getting horny and scared as we kept ramming our fingers into her. Mike got naked and lay down next to Bapu and made her sit on his dick.

I went in front of her and started fucking her mouth. Bapu snorted, and we all stopped. Then he turned onto his side and snored. We picked up the pace and soon she started cumming. Mike put her in the doggy position and we fucked her from both sides.

I came in her mouth first and didn’t remove my dick till she swallowed it all. After Mike shot his load, we took a break and all of us had a drink. Sita wanted to continue in the bedroom. but we dragged her to the servant’s quarters. Bapu hadn’t moved.

So Mike lay down right in front of him. Sita was terrified. I made Sita sit on him and pushed her forward. I knelt behind her and entered her asshole. Her face was a few inches from Bapu’s so she kept her eyes shut. She started cumming immediately and kept cumming every 2 minutes.

We fucked her hard and held back for as long as we could. When we came in both her holes, we asked her to remember us. We took her to the shower and had one last fuck. We made her sleep naked between us.

Early morning she went back to her room and lay down next to her husband. We all wished each other and she left. We never saw her again.

I was without a servant so I spoke to the labor in charge. “Is there anyone, in particular, I should send?” he asked. “There is a lady worker who says she knows housework. I think her name is Parvati. Send her,” I said.

And Parvati took over where Sita left.

Hello everyone. This is Zaheera, 24 years old. I work as a hotel receptionist in Bangalore and live with my brother Aditya (28) who is in IT.

So you might think I’m Muslim because of my name. But the thing is that my dad is Hindu and my mother is Muslim. Mom picked my name and I was raised as a Hindu. So because of their inter-religion marriage, we were isolated from all the relatives from both sides.

We lost our parents to a car accident when I was 16, and since then my brother became my everything. He took care of me, my education on his own. He even left his studies for a while to do multiple part-time jobs before completing graduation and getting hired in Oracle.

Telling about me, I’m 5’9″, fair, with a structure of 32C-30-34. Due to my family situation, I have never been in any kind of relationship until now.
Enough introduction right? Let’s get to the story.

So I and my brother (I call him Aadi and he calls me Zee) were returning in an Uber from a common friend’s birthday party. we were hammered to bits. Maybe 6-7 tins of Carlsberg each. I was 20 and he was 24 then. So in the cab, we were talking about a couple who were making out in a corner of our friend’s home.

I thought it was little over the top. He was justifying their act with alcohol as an excuse. The cab dropped us near our apartment. While in the elevator to the 9th floor, I asked him did he kiss anyone, whether he has felt anyone’s lips on his? A little perplexed, he said no and asked me the same I said no.

We reached our room and got changed into our comfortable wears. He was in shorts and a tee. I wore a sleeveless tee and a short, which was loose. Generally, I don’t wear a bra at home. But tonight for some reason, I didn’t even wear a panty.

So I wished him a good night. He was doing something on his laptop on the couch in the hall. He was again sipping a can of Carlsberg. I asked him about it. He told me to get one for myself from the fridge and sit with him for a chit chat. With a beer or without it, I always enjoy spending time with him.

It was Saturday night, so I joined in. But he was just doing his work with his laptop while I was sipping my beer in silence. To break the silence, I asked, “So never kissed anyone huh?” He turned towards me. the annoyance clear in his eyes that we’re still discussing a topic that makes him uncomfortable.

He said, “Zee, I told you. No.” Just to annoy him more I asked, “Wanna try?” Believe me guys and girls I never had any such intentions towards him. But when I asked him the question just to annoy him, there was a strange feeling of rebel inside me and I wanted it now.

He, on the other hand, was bamboozled. More disgusted with that thought and yelled, “NO!” while closing his laptop. He shot me a “What? Are you crazy?”
This triggered me more and I asked, “Just one kiss Aadi, just to know what’s the fuss is about, please.”

He looked a little calm and said, “Just one kiss Zee, nothing else.” I said okay and kept mine and his can aside in excitement. We came closer and slowly pecked on each other’s lips initially. It didn’t feel any different than what we do when we kiss each other’s cheeks normally.

He said, “Maybe we’re doing it wrong.” He jumped on me dropping me down from the couch and kissed me intensely for about 2 minutes. It was so much better that I orgasmed by just that, and while doing that I moaned into his mouth. He asked me, “What happened?”

I was still looking for my breath not being able to utter any words. I just took his right hand kept it on my crotch, on my shorts. They were drenched in my cum. I said, “See how good your kiss was.”

We were lying there. Him on top of me, me on the floor between the couch and the tea table. With his left hand behind my head and the right one on my wet crotch. Then the most amazing thing happened. He put his hands inside my shorts and rubbed my pussy for a while and inserted a finger inside.

I asked, “Aadi, what are you doing?” I didn’t want him to stop. He, without stopping what he was doing said in a composed manner, “I’m inspecting the source of this wetness.” I pushed him up onto the couch and got rid of my shorts and tee jumped on him.

I said, “Then you better do it with more than just a finger,” and started kissing his lips madly. He, with his left hand on my cunt with a couple of fingers inside, got rid of his clothes too with my help in an instant. We were naked, playing with each other’s bodies.

My boobs pressing on his chest. His fingers exploring my new depths, kissing, sucking lips and tongue fighting. All were too good for me to handle. I cummed again and wanted more. He was surprised at my stamina. Now he got on top of me, concentration diverted to my breasts.

They got the attention that they deserved. He caressed them, pressed them, fondled them, and mauled them for 10 minutes. Like he was preparing dough for making a soft roti. He then started licking one by one and sucked each of boobs while biting my erect nipples gently.

Then he started flicking my nipples rapidly with his tongue. I cum another time, drenching the couch again. I told him, “Aadi please, I can’t wait anymore.” He said, “What Zee? What are you waiting for?” Even though he knew damn well what I wanted.

I put my hands on his rock hard cock and started pumping it up and down and said, “For this.” He sat back and said, “It’s all yours,” maybe expecting a blow job. I just got up and sat on his lap with my both legs wrapping his body. I positioned myself on his dick and just sat on it with full force.

The cock plunged into my well-lubricated cunt, fully tearing my hymen. I didn’t know it would hurt so much. I left out a loud grunt. But Aadi closed my mouth with his hands so that there won’t be much noise anymore. I felt like I was getting knocked out.

Even though the lights were on, everything turned dark. I just sat there hugging my brother, closing my eyes. After about 5 minutes I was awakened by a tap on my shoulder, and Aadi asking “Zee, are you okay?” He handed me my tin of beer. I looked at him in pain.

His cock was still plunged deep into me. I took a couple of sips and said no. I tried to get up but he held me down, saying, “It’s okay.” He started moving his hips. The pain was reducing now and being gradually replaced by pleasure. I started kissing him.

I started feeding him beer through my mouth while his cock was exploring new depths inside me. After I finished my tin I asked him to come on top of me while I lay back, spreading my legs far apart. He, being the kind brother he was, willing to do anything his sister demands.

He obliged and inserted his cock again inside me and started fucking rapidly. After 10 minutes fucking in that position, I cummed again. For the 4th time within an hour and he was still going strong. So I asked him to do it harder. He started going like a machine gun and said I’m cumming.

I told him to cum inside me and I’ll take the pill. Within seconds he flooded my tiny pussy with loads and loads of his love and slept on me.

That’s it, guys. The first part of the story. I know it’s quite long but I’m sure it might have helped you get off the edge. Feedbacks welcome at [email protected]. But please don’t ask for pics or contacts, etc.

This is my first story here. So bear with the mistakes and length. I’ll tell you what happened after that in the next part of the story if I get a positive response.

Hello, My Dear Readers. I hope you are all doing well. Thank you for all the positive comments on the first two parts of the story. But more importantly, very sorry to have kept you waiting. I apologize for the delay.

As I had earlier informed, the base plot is fully ready. The next parts will be submitted immediately. I am getting back to writing after a break of more than 45 days. So, please forgive me if you find any inconsistencies.

This is a much more detailed and longer part, and I hope you like it.

For those who are new here, this is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier parts may make this more exciting. Happy Reading!

Mona has received the picture her son, Ayan, sent her. And she has just opened it.

Mona: Oh my… Oh my… How is this possible?

Ayan: What is it now, Mom?

Mona: It’s that…

Ayan: Mom, before you say anything, let me just tell this to you. I know we have been texting non-stop for more than two hours now. I feel I have just crossed the line. I should not have. And I am so sorry about it, Mom.

Mona: Ayan, listen…

Ayan: Let me just complete, Mom. I know I should not have sent you that picture. It just happened. And I know you are equally bothered about it. And I know you are trying to talk about it. I know that you were sure I will never send a picture like this. I am sorry.

Mona: No Ayan… You got me all wrong. That is not at all what I was thinking.

Ayan: Then? What is it then?

Mona: No… I mean… Err… It’s actually nothing…

Ayan: Tell me, Mom… Please… Don’t make me feel worse about this.

Mona: Ayan. No. It’s not something you have to feel bad about. It’s that… I mean… It’s the size of your penis. It is very long.

Ayan: See, Mom! I told you. I told you already, didn’t I? You should have just believed me. Look at where you have got us, now. Everything feels so strange.

Mona: And so thick.

Ayan: What? Mom?

Mona: You are so big!

Ayan: Mom! What is… Are you even reading any of my texts?

Mona: Oh Ayan. You are big. Just like you told me. You are so big, my dear son.

Ayan: I know I am big, Mom. I told you I am big. But, this is still so weird. All the earlier texts felt funny to an extent, but this no more is.

Mona: Yes, Ayan. I know how you might be feeling. I feel unusual, too. I did not think you would ever send me a picture like that. But, I did not think a penis as long as 9 inches was also possible. That is why I did not believe you.

Ayan: Do you believe me now?

Mona: Yes Ayan. Yes. I just want to… I am sorry I did not believe you earlier. And I got us into this mess.

Ayan: Phew… Great… Mom, I am glad you believe me. I never lie. Maybe I hide a few things when I feel they don’t matter. But I never lie. Especially when I am being asked something. And, so, I never liked being called a liar. Maybe I overreacted. It just happened in the heat of the moment. Let’s just forget this, Mom. I hope you are not angry with me.

Mona: Come on, Ayan. Not at all. I was never angry at you. I am just sorry about this whole thing. I could have avoided this. Sorry, okay!

Ayan: Please, Mom. No! Please don’t say sorry. It is not your fault. I am to be blamed. I should have been more careful. I should have been able to tell you what it was. I should not have acted so shy and confused you. That is what worsened the situation. I will be more open and straight forward with you, from here on.

Mona: Yes, Ayan. You don’t have to feel reluctant about discussing things with me. You know you can trust me. I will always be there for you.

Ayan: Yes, Mom. And, now, since we are all cool, please delete that picture, Mom. It is not right, and not at all okay.

Mona: What is not okay, Ayan?

Ayan: A picture of a man’s penis in your phone. Please delete it from the gallery. Also, from our chat.

Mona: Hahaha… Oh, Ayan… A random man’s penis on my phone is a problem. But, this is my son’s. That is not a problem.

Ayan: Please, Mom. Dad will see. He uses your phone so often.

Mona: So what?

Ayan: We are simply asking for trouble, Mom. I don’t want him to think anything wrong about me.

Mona: Excuse me! Think what wrong about you?

Ayan: Mom, I don’t want him to think that I am sending you such pictures.

Mona: If your Dad sees a picture of your penis on my phone, and realizes I did not tell him about it, he is going to think wrong about, both, you and me. And not just you, Ayan. He is definitely going to think we have been exchanging such pictures.

Ayan: Mom, exactly! That is what. So, please delete the picture. Delete the picture I sent you earlier, in my boxers, too. I do not want him to think anything wrong about us.

Mona: Hahaha… Oh, Ayan. You are so cute.

Ayan: Not this, Mom. Not now.

Mona: Okay, tell me something. Did you think anything wrong when you send me those pictures? Did you have any evil intentions?

Ayan: Oh, come on, Mom. No! Nothing at all.

Mona: Then, why are you so worried? What is there for you to worry about?

Ayan: But, still. Please delete it. Don’t complicate this more, Mom. Please!

Mona: I won’t. I am sorry, Ayan. But, I am not going to delete it. Let it stay on my phone. I want to look at it, whenever I feel like.

Ayan: What the hell, Mom! Why?

Mona: What why?

Ayan: Why do you want to look at my penis?

Mona: I am looking at my son’s penis. I don’t need anybody’s permission to do that. And maybe, I have always been seeing my son’s naked penis.

Ayan: I am your son. And you have never seen my naked penis, before.

Mona: Oh, yeah? Then be happy I am looking at it, now.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: What? You don’t want me to look at your penis?

Ayan: What is this, Mom?

Mona: You don’t like me admiring your ‘big’ penis, Ayan?

Ayan: Stop it, Mom. I thought we already talked about it. And I am really sorry. Please don’t bring this up again, Mom. Please stop making fun of me. It was a genuine mistake.

Mona: Hahaha… My poor dear little son. Got you, again!

Ayan: Enough of this, please, just delete it, Mom.

Mona: I won’t.

Ayan: Please!

Mona: Okay, fine. I will.

Ayan: Thank you so much, Mom. Let’s never talk about it.

Mona: I will delete it. But…

Ayan: But what?

Mona: But you will have to send me one whenever I ask.

Ayan: What? I did not quite get that? Send you what whenever you ask?

Mona: I want you to send me a picture of your penis, whenever I ask.

Ayan: What? Why on earth!

Mona: Because…

Ayan: Because of what?

Mona: Because I like it.

Ayan: You like what?

Mona: I like looking at your penis.

Ayan: Why, Mom? Where is this heading to!

Mona: Hahaha…

Ayan: Why are you laughing now?

Mona: I like looking at your penis because I think it looks good.

Ayan: Stop teasing me, Mom. You are taking this too far.

Mona: You are telling me that I am teasing you? You are the one who has been teasing me all along. You are the tease here!

Ayan: What makes you say that? What did I do that makes me a tease? I have only been doing what you have been asking me to do.

Mona: You send a picture of your big penis to a mature lonely woman. That is teasing!

Ayan: I send it to my mother, not some mature lonely woman. And, also, only because she insisted I send it to her.

Mona: Hahaha. Just shut up, will you! I never insisted.

Ayan: You did, Mom. I would never have otherwise.

Mona: Hahaha. Oh, I love you so much, Ayan.

Ayan: Mom, you leave me so confused. I really don’t know what you want from me.

Mona: Hahaha. It is nothing, Ayan. I was just trying to talk to you for as long as possible. I really like your company.

Ayan: I am so happy to hear that, Mom. And, I know you are just trying to rag me. But, there is one thing I want to tell you. Neither do you have to ever feel you are alone and lonely. And nor are you old and mature.

Mona: Hahaha… Yes, I am, Ayan. You don’t have to be so kind.

Ayan: I am not just trying to cheer you up, Mom. I am telling you the truth. You are only 38, and you are still very young. You are the most beautiful woman I know.

Mona: Ohh, Ayan, I am so happy you think so. Thank you, my son. Maybe, I still do look young and beautiful. But, I am very lonely, here. It’s been like that for a very long time.

Ayan: Dad is always home, Mom. I mean, most of the time. Ever since he has joined the consultancy firm, he has been working at home and spending a lot of time there.

Mona: Yes. He is home…

Ayan: Then what? Why do you still feel so lonely?

Mona: It’s that. Now how should I tell you? He does not like me much these days.

Ayan: Oh, come on, Mom. You always do this. I have been hearing you say this for years now. And I know you say that just to irritate him.

Mona: You don’t understand, Ayan. It is all different now. There are so many things I am deprived of. You will never realize. Definitely not now.

Ayan: I don’t get it, Mom. Dad does everything for you, and me, and the family. I don’t know why you feel you are missing out on things.

Mona: It’s that. I don’t know how I should tell you. We have not done anything for so long. And, I know why, too. It’s something like that.

Ayan: I don’t get it, Mom. Done what? Maybe he has been busy, and that is why he has not been able to take you out. Dad loves you.

Mona: No, Ayan. He does not love me. I know you and him have always been close, and you two always keep in touch. And you look up to him. And, I never wanted to tell you this. But I am very sure he is having an affair. I just don’t know with whom. But, this is the truth about our marriage.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: Yea. Just leave it. Let’s not talk about it. It is just that he is not interested in me, anymore. Because he has somebody else. And, I am just not able to accept the fact that he does not find me good enough, now.

Ayan: I don’t know what to tell you, Mom. I don’t think Dad will do something as disgraceful as cheating on you. But, I am also sure you wouldn’t say this to me if you were unsure.

Mona: It’s okay, Ayan. Well, if I never had that feeling, then I would have gone to Delhi with your Dad. And we would have never got to know each other. So, it is fine. I am happy I have you now.

Ayan: Hhmm, yeah. Yes, mom. I am happy, too. But, I just feel a little broken hearing all this.

Mona: I am sorry I had to tell you this. And, that too when you were least ready for it.

Ayan: I never thought about this. I always felt you were a happy couple. You guys always talked to each other, when I was around.

Mona: It is not like we never talk, Ayan. This has been going on for more than a year. We have just learned to live with it. Or, rather, I should say I have learned to not question him.

Ayan: But, why can’t you ask him?

Mona: Because I don’t have any proof. I don’t know anything about the woman he is seeing.

Ayan: Then how can you suspect him? That is not fair, Mom. You cannot do that to dad.

Mona: Listen, Ayan. You are too young to understand. Things like these. A woman of my age can easily confirm.

Ayan: How?

Mona: We get that feeling.

Ayan: How? What makes you get the feeling? When did you start getting that feeling? You are just confused, Mom. He has been traveling his whole life, and you were used to it. Now, he is at home, and there will be things he has to get done as a part of his new job. You cannot doubt him like this.

Mona: Ayan. Maybe, I should tell you this. It’s been ages since we have had sex.

Ayan: Mom!

Mona: And, your Dad is not interested to be on the bed with me, only because he is getting what he wants from somewhere else.

Ayan: That is ridiculous. How can you say something like that? Just because you crave for sex, and you are not getting it from Dad, does not mean he is cheating. I cannot believe you think so silly.

Mona: So, that is what you feel after hearing everything I had to tell you? The only impression you are getting is that your mother is a sex addict, who has not been satisfied for long. And desperately wants to spread his legs, for any random man? That is what you think of me, Ayan?

Ayan: Mom. Stop it. That is never what I said.

Mona: Then what is it that you said? Did you just try to tell me I am a married elder woman, who is walking around exposing a lot of her fleshy body, hoping some young stud would offer her a good time? Is that what you tried saying? A MILF? That is what they call a woman like that, right? Did you just call me a horny MILF?

Ayan: I don’t think I want to continue this conversation. Take care, Mom.

Mona: Ayan…

Ayan: We will talk some other time, Mom. I just don’t want to talk to you, right now.

Mona: Why is that nobody understands me?

Ayan: Just go sleep now, Mom. We will talk later.

Mona: Why is that everybody feels I am wrong? First my husband. Now my son. Nobody even wants to talk to me.

Ayan: I did not say that, Mom. I am just tired. That is all.

Mona: Have you ever had sex, Ayan?

Ayan: What is this, Mom? Please stop it. We should not be talking about this.

Mona: Why can’t we? What is wrong about sex?

Ayan: I just don’t want to…

Mona: Sex is important, Ayan. It is something very special. Your Dad and I… We used to have so much fun, together. There was a time he was even ready to skip an International Flight, just to have an extra few minutes with me. But… Now… Look at how things are… Look at me… I leave the door to my room unlocked every night… Hoping your Dad would come in… Give me a tight hug… I do not care if it is even after he has been inside another woman. I just wish… He at least held my hands…

Ayan: Mom…

Mona: You have no idea how hurt I am, Ayan. You will never understand. I am heartbroken. I have been crying for so long. I am just not able to accept your Dad does not find me attractive anymore. I lived my whole life thinking I was the best any man could get.

Ayan: Mom. Please, don’t be upset about this, now. I am so sorry if I said something that hurt you. I did not know. I never realized you were so hurt. Please don’t think you are alone. You have me. I will always be there for you.

Mona: It is okay, Ayan. It’s been a long time I have had all this in my mind. It just came out, today. I am okay here. I will be fine.

Ayan: I want you to be more than just fine, Mom. I want you to know you still have a great life ahead. I want you to know everything will be fantastic. I want you to know that you have your son with you, forever. I will be there for you, Mom.

Mona: You will? You really will be there for me?

Ayan: Yes, Mom… I just want you to be happy always.

Mona: You will be there for me all the time, Ayan?

Ayan: Yes.

Mona: Any time?

Ayan: Yes, my dear Mom.

Mona: Even in the middle of the night?

Ayan: Yes, Mom!

Anything to keep you happy.

Mona: Anything to keep me happy? You will do whatever I want?

Ayan: Of course, yes!

Mona: You will do whatever I want, any time of the day?

Ayan: Yes!

Mona: What about the afternoon? When you are in a class?

Ayan: I can reply to your texts.

Mona: And, what about early in the morning? What if you are sleeping?

Ayan: You just need to call me. That will wake me up.

Mona: And, what about now?

Ayan: Well, it’s almost 5:00 AM. And, I am already talking to you, Mom. And, if you want me to, I will still be talking to you, even at 6:00 AM.

Mona: Yes, you are talking to me. But, are you ready to do anything for me, this very second? Like anything?

Ayan: Yes… Yes…Yes.

Mona: Whatever I ask you to do?

Ayan: Yes, Mom. I will do whatever you ask me to do.

Mona: Okay Ayan. Now, that sounds like a good deal.

Ayan: Oh, yes Mom. Anything for you. I just want to see you smiling, all the time.

Mona: I have been smiling, since I started texting you, Ayan. And, now, I think I need something more, to continue smiling for some more time. Maybe I will smile more if I get to see something that is very pleasing to look at.

Ayan: Mom. What is that, now? There is nothing very pleasing that you can find at this hour of the day.

Mona: Well… There is… something very very pleasing. And, only you can show me that.

Ayan: What is that, Mom? I don’t think I have anything like that with me.

Mona: Send me one more picture of your penis, Ayan! Right now!

Ayan’s young cock is rock hard and throbbing, now, as he gets himself ready to take a picture and send it to his mom. He had not pulled his boxers back up, after taking the earlier picture, and had his prick exposed all this while.

And when he looked down, he had pre-cum oozing out, and his manhood had never been so excited, before. To be very honest, Ayan could just not believe he was having this conversation with his mother. They had spent a whole week in Delhi.

Back then he had never guessed they would be exchanging these texts. In fact, neither of them could believe what was happening. Mona, though has never been very close to her son, always was a very caring mother.

She is sure she has no sensual feelings for her son. But she has no idea what she wants from him. Or, what she wants when this conversation ends.

Still, more than once, Mona had been forced to wonder if there was hidden craving she had for her son. But, she also knew it was forbidden, and impossible. Mona could, however, not stop talking to her son.

And it was not just her pain that she shared with him, but also her darkest secrets, wants, and desires, as well.

Though Ayan has no lust for his mother, his body is forcing his mind to start seeing her like any other woman. And he just cannot resist sending her one more picture of his penis, now fully erect.

His love and respect for his mother had managed to keep buried the possible lust. Any man would develop through the course of a conversation like this. But, Ayan too was slowly starting to lose grip over his mind, more than ever.

He was turned on and takes off his white tank top, also, before clicking a photo, for his mother. Though the photo focused on his hard cock and big balls, and also showed only his thighs and flat belly, he was completely naked.

Ayan thinks twice before sending the picture to his mother. But, that extra second he took was only to make sure his meat looked irresistible. Just like his mother, he too is still not fully sure how to explain his actions but is also extremely keen to know what happens next.

To be continued.

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Hey guys! This is Amal here, back with a recent experience that happened seven months ago. This story is a bit long because I have explained every little bit.

I was working as an HR executive for a reputed firm. However, my life had been quite dry for the past year, and the moment came to spice it up when I went to a well-known college in Cochin for a campus-recruitment.

Thus, I, along with one of my managers, went there and gave a presentation on the job profile and the salary package being offered. As the salary package was attractive and the company’s brand was familiar, almost 80% of students wanted to attend the interview.

I understood that I would have to undertake some kind of filtering system, or I would not see my home for the next three days. So we decided to conduct interviews in three different stages and filter out accordingly.

Our requirement was for 15 male candidates and one female candidate. So we fixed up a date with campus authorities and went. When the date came, everything was going well and the majority of the students present were boys.

There weren’t many deserving or dedicated candidates among boys and we could find only seven hires. When it came to the girls, the opening was only for one candidate but we had shortlisted almost nine students for the next level of interviews.

So it kept on going till the number of shortlisted girls came down to three.  As usual, we told them we would let them know our decision and left the campus.

All seven boys were given offer letters the very next working day.

Picking a girl candidate from the three remaining options was quite confusing. So we planned to conduct a personal interview with each of them at our office. One of these three girls is our heroine. Let’s call her Swetha for now.

During the interviewing she was feeling very uncomfortable and was not even able to respond to my questions properly. I was confused and I had to reject her, but I didn’t tell her or anyone at that moment.

So, again I told them that results would be announced shortly and intimated to their campus and they all went back.

While making the presentation at their college, I had given the students my contact number for any required assistance regarding the job.

It was seven pm the same day and I received a message on WhatsApp from Swetha, mentioning her name and identity. I was back home after the job, and our conversation moved on to a chat.

Swetha: Sir. Swetha here. From ***** College.
Me: Yes Swetha. Tell me.

Swetha: Are you free to talk?
Me: Yes. Go on.

Swetha: Sir, I wasn’t feeling well today. I couldn’t attend my interview as I had desired.
Me: Yeah, I noticed. I found you were very uncomfortable.

Swetha: Yes sir. Sir, would you mind giving me one more chance?

Me: See Swetha, I appreciate your spirit and urge to get placed. Just take it easy. Don’t get tense over this too much. As you know, we have only one opening for a female candidate, and giving you an extra chance will land me in trouble from your college authorities.

Swetha: Oops! No, sir. I won’t let anyone else know about this. Please, sir! I had a valid reason today. That’s why sir. Please reconsider. This is the dream job to start my career with.

She was literally begging me. So my dirty mind started working and I thought to try my luck on her.

Me: If so, when can you attend an interview?

Swetha: Anytime sir. Even now.

Me: Now? Seriously?

Swetha: Yes sir. I’m staying in a rented apartment with my sister, and my parents are working in the UAE.

Me: By the way, what was this valid reason you were telling me about?

Swetha: Sir. It’s a bit embarrassing. Umm. I was not feeling physically comfortable.

Me: Oh! I got you. That’s okay.

Me: Anyway, I have to submit the selected candidate’s name by tomorrow morning, both to my head office and to your campus. So I guess we should make it now or drop the chance.

Swetha: Oh no sir! I’m perfectly fine now. Where should I come?

Me: Okay. I was about to leave for my dinner. Mind joining me and talking there?

Swetha: That’s perfectly fine, sir.

Me: You can call me my name. That’s much more comfortable for me.

Swetha: Haha, I’ll try.

Me: I’ll be at ***** restaurant by 9 pm.

Swetha: That’s quite close to my home. See you there.

Me: Alright.

So we both met at the restaurant we had agreed on. She was looking pretty as fuck in a dark blue sleeveless long top and white leggings. She had an awesome figure with 34 sized breasts and a great ass.

As I already made up my mind to get naughty with her, I was scanning her from top to toe. She had her bra cups visible through her top and a bit of sweat just below her armpits, to which I got aroused. The matte finish lipstick she was wearing was an awesome shade.

We shook our hands and found a corner table and started talking further about things. Slowly, I started to give her hints about what I was seeking.

Swetha: So, can you somehow please help me out?
Me: I can now understand how open you are. So do you mind if I say something openly?
Swetha: Of course, you can.

Me: Helping you out isn’t a big deal if you could accept it.
Swetha: Accept it?

Me: Come on. You’re brilliant enough to fathom what I mean.

Swetha: Oh. Are you sure?
Me: Don’t think like I’m blackmailing you. Neither will I compel you. It’s entirely up to you.

Swetha: Shall we get out of here and talk?
Me: Yeah. Sure

When we got out of the restaurant, we got into my car and relaxed ourselves.

Me: You didn’t say anything? Aren’t you feeling comfortable?
Swetha: Not so. Like I said, the reason why I couldn’t attend the interview well today was that I got my periods unexpectedly.

Me: Oh. Yeah?
Swetha: So, that’s it.

Me: So, what am I supposed to do now?
Swetha: (Awkward silence)

Me: Otherwise, are you ready for this?
Swetha: Umm. Yeah. I had a feeling this would end up like this. It isn’t such a big deal. But my period is what makes the trouble.

Me: Okay. But you know, I can’t hold this decision for long. I mean, picking you for the job.

Do you have a boyfriend? Have you ever done this before?

Swetha: Yeah. I had.
Me: So you know things. Right? If you accept it, we’ll make it tonight.

Swetha: Sir, I’m feeling embarrassed.
Me: I told you to call me by name. Take it easy. Let’s see whether it works. If not let’s drop it.

Swetha: Hmm. Amal, I can manage for today as my sister is away at her friend’s place. But please promise me the job offer, and please don’t take this relationship any further.
Me: Of course, sure thing! Even I don’t want to bring up any commitments, especially with someone who I’m going to work with.

Swetha: So umm, yeah. I’m good to go.
Me: Your place or Oyo? I’ve got friends at my place.

Swetha: Will Oyo be safe? Can’t make it my place as I’m worried that my sister will come back.
Me: Definitely. I’ll book some ‘Oyo Home’ which will be even safer.

Swetha: Okay.

So, I booked an Oyo Home at a nearby riverside. We gave our ID’s and checked in.

Once we got in, I gave her enough time to get comfortable. I made her relaxed by having a normal conversation and later about relationships and so on. Later, she started asking me about my relationships, and so on.

Bringing her to a comfortable position was just a matter of time. Then I started to take it further. I asked her how she broke up.

She said it was good for one year, but later their relationship just came to end up only in sex, and in sex only. So, she thought it was better to give up on that.

I was pretty happy because she knew about everything about fucking. So I asked her what her favorite fantasy was, what positions she enjoyed, and what kind of wild things she had done before.

Finally, we were both good to go, so I asked her to treat me like a boyfriend, to which she was also happy. I switched off lights and left just a zero-watt bulb on. Then I went beside her, and looked into her eyes.

It was a beautiful moment. I ran my fingers over her cheeks and lips and planted a kiss on her cheeks.  She also got a hold of my face and planted a kiss on my forehead. It didn’t take much time for our lips to do the action. Our lips met and her upper lips were a bit sweaty, which I sucked clean.

She was making the lip lock intense by involving her tongue right into my mouth. She was a real deep kisser and that was turning her on. I was able to feel her urge to get laid from her deep breath. In two minutes, we took a break so that we could breathe.

That was one such hell of a lip lock like I had never had. I just slowly started smooching her again, biting her earlobes and licking her neck and playing with her silky smooth hair. She was smelling awesome with her perfume and body lotion. The smell turned my tool onto peak power and knocked at my jeans.

I made her stand close to the wall and started kissing her again. Her hands were all over me, hugging me tightly. I took my hands and placed them at her navel over her dress, to which she got a shock and responded with a bite while kissing.

Her bite hurt my lip a bit, but it was one hell of a kiss. I took the moment to break the kiss and lifted her hands, she had well-trimmed armpits which looked like she shaved three or four days ago. The smell of sweat and deodorant mixed in her armpits was driving me crazy and I started to lick it off.

She was making deep breathing noises. Her armpits were tasting salty, but still, I couldn’t stop licking them. When her sweaty armpits had been licked clean, we got back with smooching.

I just started to place my hands over her ass over her dress and started to feel her panty-lines over her white leggings. I continued that for some time and took my face to her boobs over her dress while my hands started to press her ass hard.

She held my head tightly pressed against her boobs. Those were fucking soft as fuck boobs. I took my hands to her boobs and started to feel them over her dress. Her expression was to die for, and I saw that even with the AC on, her neck had started to sweat again. Then, I pushed both her boobs together and kissed her cleavage from above.

In the next second, I made her lie down on the bed and lifted her long top to see her navel and started to tease her by running my fingers over it. I could see drops of sweat over there too. While I was playing on her navel with my right hand and tongue, she took my left hand to her boobs and make them feel them.

I stood up and removed my t-shirt and she removed her top. She was in a light cream bra with thin straps and was looking sexy as fuck. I made her lie again and licked her all the way from her neck to her navel.

At one point, she made me lie down and started to smooch me and bite at my nipples. I was awestruck and started to press her boobs real hard. At the same moment, I don’t know how, I managed to remove her bra. I took her bra off and started to suck her tits like there was no tomorrow.

She slowly started rubbing her hands over the bulge on my jeans. Then, I teased her by letting her feel it for some time until she demanded my jeans be removed.

In the meantime, I had started to kiss her again and was pressing her ass at the same time. In between, when I tried to insert my hands into her leggings, I couldn’t succeed as her pad got in the way. So she broke the kiss and asked me, “Are you sure you want to go on?”

Me: Yeah.

Swetha: Things might get nasty as fuck. Are you sure?
Me: Yeah. As long as you’re comfortable.

Swetha: Let me go and clean myself then.
Me: Yeah.

I hope you guys enjoyed these moments. I am working on the second part of this story, in which the session got nasty and we splashed all the way. Therefore, we had to meet once again, after her periods.

Let me know your suggestions and feedback at [email protected].

Hello, my dear Readers. This is the story happening in a modern Christian family, based in Bangalore. It is narrated by 20-year-old Mathew.

Happy Reading!

My 43-year-old mom, Sarah, stood before me wearing only a peach-colored bra and matching panties. Her busty boobs popped out of her bra. Her trimmed muff could be seen through her thin panties.

I was back from the gym only a few minutes ago and had just dumped my drenched t-shirt in the washing machine. And, I had only my sports shorts on me.

With her very beautiful smile, she very calmly came close to me, looked at my sweaty chest. And before I could say a word, grabbed my already erect cock.

I still cannot recollect what exactly happened over the next few seconds. But what I do remember is ramming my mom’s wet pussy, from the back, as she bent over the washing machine.

“Oh, yes, just like that. This is just like I always imagined how it would be, mmm” my mom had moaned.

It was one of the many occasions my dad was away, and only my mother and I were at home. But, this was the first time our bodies expressed their love for each other.

Sleeping in separate rooms seemed totally unnecessary. I shared the bed with my mom that night. And every other night, dad was not home.

Though she looked like a very strong and independent woman, I always, in my dirty vigorous fantasies, imagined her as a submissive woman, who wanted to be dominated. And, I did not forget to be extra rough with her. I fucked her the whole night, filling each of her holes, with my thick long meat, and it’s juice.

The next day, when I woke up, I saw my mom sitting on the edge of her bed. I had slept in my parent’s room and penetrated her in the same bed my dad took mom. She was waiting for me, and in a serious, yet pleading tone, asked me if we could continue this forever.

I had no reason to say no. I wanted this, too. And my mom knew it as well. We both had been lusting for each other, over the last year. It was only a matter of time before she asked me to own her.

I knew we had crossed the point of going back. I also made sure neither of us would ever think about it. Now that I had claimed my mother, there was no way I was going to let go off her.

It was one of the greatest misdeeds I was going to do. What I was doing to my dad was unforgivable. But the fact my mom craved for it more, justified everything.

My dad was back home, a week later, and we tried our best to act normal. There was no way mom could serve herself to me when dad was around. Dad worked from home when he did not travel around the world, for marketing. And he was always around mom.

But, on a day I expected nothing, my mom walked into my room, with only a towel wrapped around her wet body. She was just out of the shower and seeing dad asleep, she sneaked into my room.

She quickly dropped the towel, and sat on my face, making me eat her horny love-hole. Her yummy juices were all over my face, and I just knew how hungry she was for me. I was sure she would find a way to have me inside her, again.

Living with dad for 23 years, mom knew everything he did, he liked and disliked. Using this to our advantage, we slowly started to become more daring, rewarding each other even when dad was home.

My dad hated the kitchen so much, he never stepped foot in there. And, mom sucked my cock for hours, at a stretch, inside the kitchen, to begin with.

Soon, she was on all fours, all day long, getting banged by her son. She sometimes would end up having cooked nothing for dad, despite all the hours she spent there.

Everything was perfect until my dad started to wonder why my mom’s butt-hole gaped so much. He did fuck her ass years ago, but now, he hardly occupied her mature pussy. He could easily confirm it was not the work of his old and tired member.

He was convinced that his wife was cheating, and she had found herself somebody a lot bigger than him. He tried getting laid with mom, the next day as well. The only aim here was to check if her ass gaped the same or more. And, just like he had anticipated, it was stretched even more wide open.

Dad was sure mom did not leave the house, and nobody had come over either. It had to be someone at home. With a heavy heart, dad confirmed his wife’s lover was his very own son.

I was fucking my mom, in her ass, for the third time that day, when we saw the familiar figure of my dad, right in front of us. I was shocked and stunned, and my mother was out of breath, as dad looked at us furiously.

It was a lazy Sunday, and the day we least expected dad to catch us. He always spent his day off in front of the TV watching the special sports show. It had been more than 4 hours since we had begun our sinful, yet very pleasing, act. We were naked all that while.

Well, of course, she did have her half-sleeved, white-colored, regular long nightgown when I entered the kitchen. But it was on the floor even before I thought about pulling my boxers down.

She wore nothing underneath, and was, as always, ready and waiting to be screwed in the nastiest way possible. She had realized skipping her inner-wear was the best option. The very second time I had fucked her, I ripped apart her expensive lingerie, in greed and excitement.

“Call me Sarah! Call your mummy by her name! Call your dirty mummy her slutty name!” my mom said, just like she did on each of the last few occasions. It gave her the feeling that her young lover was exerting greater supremacy. And, it turned her on even more.

When dad walked in, he would have noticed my mom’s nighty on the floor, and my boxers on top of the oven, even before he saw us satisfying each-other. I was just about to cum inside her butt-hole. I shot the whole load deep inside her wounded back-door, as my dad watched.

My fresh hot juices leaked out of her loose cunt as I pulled my cock out. The friction, along with the tension around, caused my mom to squirt, further worsening the situation.

“It has been a few months, Jacob,” my mom replied when dad asked how long this has been going on.

She did try telling him it was the first time, and a mistake, and she needed him to forgive her. But, my dad was too smart to be tricked any more. And, my mother finally had to tell him the whole truth.

We were all in the living room. Dad shot questions at us, dressed in his casual polo t-shirt and shorts, even as mom and I were still naked.

Her warm skin-toned body looked the hottest, in her most vulnerable state. I felt she was capable of seducing even a dead man, with her ripe assets. Though I could hear my dad shout his anger out, I was convincing myself that resisting my hot mom was impossible.

“How could you do this to me, Sarah?” my dad asked my mom, in a very stern tone. But, the sadness in his voice, was also very clear. He truly was heartbroken.

“I don’t care what has happened. I am ready to forget it. But, this should stop. Right Now. Right Here. You need to choose one among us, and it will be only one of us in this house, from today. I know you will choose me. You don’t have to even think about what happens to this disgraceful bastard. Just ask him to get lost. I want you to do it, now!” my dad almost ordered my mom.

“Jacob, please! I want both of you, please. This won’t happen again. I promise I will not repeat this, Please Jacob, Just this one last time.” my mom begged, hoping for dad’s forgiveness.

“That is not possible anymore, Sarah. I cannot consider him my son anymore. He is a shame to the entire family. He cannot continue to live in this house. And, before he brings us more humiliation, we should let him leave, forever.” My dad had made up his mind.

“I want him to stay. Why don’t you understand, Jacob? I love you. I love you a lot. But, I love him too. He is my son.” my mother was crying as she completed the sentence.

“He is not your son, Sarah. No son will fuck his mother. He does not deserve your love.” My dad said, with no change in tone.

“Stop saying that. Stop blaming him, Jacob. You don’t understand. You make me smile. You give me everything. But, he makes me cum!” my mom said shocking both my dad and me

“I want all of it. I want both of you.” my mom said, sounding completely insensitive.

Throughout this uneasy conversation, my dad was very very upset. But now, my mom had managed to hurt his ego, as-well.

His wife of 23 years had mercilessly cheated on him with his very own son. And yet, she had the audacity to say she did that only because she was being given the orgasms, her husband could never give.

Worse, she was indeed very clearly telling him about the greater pleasure her stud was giving her. More importantly, it looked like she still wanted more of the delight he was giving her. She wanted more of her son.

Dad looked at me in rage. Immediately, and, to my amusement my naked cock had again turned very hard and erect, listening to everything my mom had to say. My dad too had noticed it.

It was obvious he could make out I was better hung than him, and easily was double his size. There was the pain of a wronged man in his eyes, and the fire for rightful revenge. It was as if he was ready to announce a battle with me. And, I was proved correct, the very next moment.

“Let’s fight it out, then. Whoever lasts longer inside Sarah gets to keep her.” I was shocked hearing dad say this. But, he looked adamant. And, my mom looked unbelievably happy. It was like she was hoping for this.

The fact that my mom was already in the nude, meant that the only delay for proceedings to start was my dad getting out of his clothes. It startled me that though only close to 4 inches long, he had a hard-on.

My dad put in all his strength and tried to bring out his best-ever performance. And, managed to last 7 minutes. Mom sure was amazed with that, and even enjoyed it. Her loud groans, as he came in her pussy, confirmed it. This was the only time dad was inside her so long.

As soon as dad made his way out of mom, it was my turn to bang mom. This was my chance to win her. I knew I could, and she knew it too. She desired it more than I did.

My mom continued to lay on the big sofa in our living room, and I fucked her in the same missionary position my dad just did her. My thrusts were faster than ever before, and I filled her deeper than I had ever. And, still, succeeded to last 19 minutes before I ejaculated.

I had easily defeated my dad. I had lasted a lot longer than him. And, though insignificant to the competition, I made my mom cum 7 times, while my dad could not make her cum even once. I had very conveniently pleased her too.

I was the clear winner. But, my dad wouldn’t agree. He was not ready to accept his loss. He was not ready to let his wife go. He loved her very much, and I felt sorry for him.

But, it was not just loved that my mom needed. She wanted to be sexually satisfied, too. And I was glad that was the case.

“Stay with me, Sarah. Please, dear! If it is my poor performance that is bothering you, don’t worry. I will get you other men. Men better than this ungrateful scoundrel,” my dad told my mom, looking at me with hate. That is how desperately he wanted mom to be his.

“I will beat them, too. I can keep you satisfied, forever. Be mine, Mom.” I said. While a little of the proclamation could be declared as to protect my mom’s modesty, a major portion of it was to defend the dignity of my manhood.

” YOUR MOM IS MY WIFE,” my dad yelled at me.

” MY MOM IS MY WIFE!” I replied sharply, pulling my mom towards me, and kissing her lips passionately, as my dad watched, helplessly.

To Be Continued.

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Hi guys, this is my third story in ISS. This story is about my girlfriend Sanskriti and my crush Sagarika. My girlfriend stats are 34-25-32 and Sagarika’s stats are 36-30-34. Sanskriti has a toned body while Sagarika has a curvy body which will make any guy crazy.

Both of them when put together make a delicious package. One could imagine to be a prince and getting pleasured by these two goddesses. Yes, this was my fantasy. But I settled to bang them both separately in my house with the other not knowing that I have banged her.

Sanskriti didn’t know that the same night. I banged her Sagarika and so did Sagarika. So the story goes that we three are a group like you know a casual one of many groups. Sanskriti is my girlfriend while Sagarika is a very good friend of ours. We all hang out sometimes.

One night we all decided to hang out my place. On the pretext of I cooking something special for both of them and having booze and playing some drinking games. The night was planned all normal. Sanskriti was always jealous of Sagarika. She had seen what a delight her body can give to guys.

How Indian men like curves to play. She had seen me ogling at Sagarika’s body and cleavage whenever I got a chance. We have fought about this. The night came and both of them came. Sanskriti was wearing a crop top which was covering her boobs and a slight upper chest with mini jeans on.

Her milky white body was visible and her shapely legs were inviting me to be caressed. She gave me a peck on my lips. She held me by my crotch and pushed me to the wall. She told me that I’d be punished if I ogled at Sagarika again. And that she would punish me for it, like that she was pressing my dick hard.

I responded to her craziness slightly turned on. I grabbed her by her neck and said I do as I please and held her by her hair and pulled her towards me and started making out with her wildly. We were wild trying to devour each other when we heard my bell ring.

I was so horny to respond but I couldn’t keep Sagarika waiting. I said, “Stop, she has come.” To which Sanskriti responded that the bitch has no timing. I glared at her and went to open my door. There she was, my curvy goddess in her red dress showing an ample amount of cleavage.

The dress was a bodysuit that completely hugged her body. Her ass seemed to tear the entire dress down. Her dress had a zipper at the back which could undo the entire thing at once. I got mesmerized at her sex appeal. I got lost in her cleavage between those giant balls which I was gonna play with, later that night.

She responded with a ‘Hi’, trying to get me back from the world I was lost in. I said sorry and hugged her. I am a natural flirt and it was a habit to be that way with every hot girl whether or not luck shines. I have been flirty with Sagarika and responded in my usual flirty way.

I have hugged her and breathe out warm air on her neck with a slight whisper in her ear. I went a little overboard because of making out with Sanskriti earlier. I gave her a little spank and grabbed her ass. She pushed me immediately and remarked naughtily, teasing me that one cannot be enough hun.

I responded two are the charm and invited her in. Meanwhile, Sanskriti came out of my room after setting her hair and greeted Sagarika. The evening went by normal with sexual tension building up between us three. Sanskriti and I and Sagarika and I. Sexual tension lacked between both of them.

So I took full advantage of this fact. I told them to have drinks meanwhile the meal is getting cooked. I poured them a generous helping of whiskey. Whiskey affects a woman which brings her carnal nature out more than any other spirit. They both are light drinkers.

One large was enough to get them drunk and set them in a mood. I asked Sanskriti to search for a game to play. Meanwhile, I asked Sagarika to come and help me in the kitchen. Sagarika started chopping some veggies but her drunk state was making it difficult.

I saw that and sensed that she has opened up. I moved behind her keeping my face on her shoulders, occasionally touching her cheeks. My dick which had become hard poking her ass gently. She was taken by surprise but gave a good blush and smirked. Whiskey made her less inhibited.

I kept a hand on hers helped her chopped and teased her that, “This how it is done, you drunk fuck.” While giving a peck on her cheeks to which she let out a sigh. I got turned on started kissing her neck. She was losing control and surrendering to my advances.

She wanted to turn around for a make-out session on top of the kitchen table. To which I responded and kept her like that. I pulled her dress up to her panties and felt the lacy fabric of her black thong. She just responded by saying, “Victoria’s Secret, baby.”

I got turned on. I started gently massaging her clit over her things and giving little bites on her ear lobes. She was getting out of control and held my dick. Immediately we head Sanskriti’s voice calling me angrily saying she couldn’t find anything.

I knew that Sanskriti is horny too and now Sagarika was on full heat. I thought to tease Sagarika a bit and give Sanskriti the gift of feeling superior to Sagarika. I made two 90 ml shots of whiskey and asked Sagarika to follow and observe from a distance. I took the shots to my room where Sanskriti was waiting.

I just said, “Oh, stop getting irritated and chug the whiskey, you bozo.” She looked at me angrily and chugged both the shots and said, “How about that?” I held her by her hair and pushed her on the wall. I held her by her neck and then tore her crop top. She was wearing a neon green bra.

She had become drunk till now and got more excited thinking this is happening with Sagarika around. She thought this is the perfect opportunity to mark her territory. She came on to me and started making out with me forcefully with her nails digging in my back. I responded wildly.

While making out I observed that Sagarika is looking and her expression is full of lust. She is enjoying the show. I took a risk. I changed Sanskriti’s position making her see that Sagarika is looking. I wanted to see how she’d react. She got more turned on thinking that only she can only have me.

I took her bra off and pulled down her mini denim shorts. I threw her on my bed and took my dick out. I wrapped her legs around me and started thrusting her. I banged her in missionary. I banged her in cowgirl and then I took her in doggy and blindfolded her. I was fucking her with full force.

She was matching my movements with her hips. Meanwhile, I asked Sagarika to come forward. She came and started making out with me. I never imagined making out with her while fucking Sanskriti. Sanskriti was drunk and shouting, “That bitch Sagarika can go to hell while she is being a bitch for her man.”

She didn’t know that same Sagarika was making out with her boyfriend. I fucked Sanskriti hard and was making her cum so much. She got so exhausted in trying to match my pace and speed that she fell on the bed after her orgasm and passed out. She must have blacked out.

I now turned to Sagarika who was playing with her pussy and said, “Now your turn.” I put Sagarika on the other side of the bed. One side Sanskriti is there covered in my cum and naked fast asleep. The other side Sagarika with her red dress on and heels on.

Moonlight was falling on her and the glow her on the milky face and tender legs turned into something truly divine. My goddess was inviting me. I started from her toe and made my way to her love hole while giving kisses and little licks on her inner calf and thigh. She was trembling in pleasure.

She was moaning and her legs trembled. She gasped for breath on every single lick. I reached her pussy. I kissed her lacy black thong and removed it with my mouth till her thighs. I removed her thong and tied her hands with it to my bed. I stood on my knees to catch a glimpse of her like this to store it in my memory.

She was trembling and shining inviting me to do her and begging me not to torture her. I had all the time in the world. What was more exciting was that I was doing all of this while Sanskriti was lying next to me. I kept my face in between Sagarika’s legs.

I started giving her gentle touches with my tongue on her clit to warm her up. Gentle touching made her heat up and she was responding, wanting more. I continued giving gentle strokes with my tongue on her clit while gently finger her with one. I slowly increased my pace.  She was wanting more and more.

I used two fingers instead of one while licking her clit. It was driving her crazy and she said, “Don’t stop,” as she was about to cum. When she said this I stopped and said, “Not now, hold it. I’ll not make you orgasm, I’ll make you squirt. Making you squirt will be my trophy.”

I turned her around and then approached her back. I pulled her zipper down and exposed her bareback which was glistening with sweat. Moonlight was doing its magic on her body. I removed her dress and her bra. She was wearing a black bra that also of Victoria’s Secret and it was lacy too.

I kissed her back making way to her neck. I turned her around looked her in the eyes. She looked at me back and we both started making out. I undid her hands and she immediately hugged me tightly. We were locked in tight embrace feeling each other with passion.

She started making out wildly with me. She asked me to put my dick inside her and finally give it to me. She said she is turned on like she never has been and now she wants a release. She said she’d be mine and she’d do anything but give her a release. I stopped her put my dick inside her pussy making its way gently.

I started slowly by gently giving her soft strokes. She loved it, she responded with her soft strokes. We were matching each other’s rhythm. Slowly I increased my pace and started fucking her intensely. I asked her to suck my fingers while I fuck her hard. I pulled my fingers out and she was moaning hard in pleasure.

She was calling my name and shouting at top of her voice to fuck her. I increased my pace and started drilling her hard. I took my lubricated finger and started fingering her asshole. She screamed but then she enjoyed the of getting her both holes penetrated. She was saying she is close.

She was on the verge of squirting. I increased my pace hard and kept drilling until the time she gasped and let out a huge moan and fell exhausted. I felt all her juices dripping out in such pressure. She was squirting and was doing so in insurmountable pleasure, wave after wave.

I fell on top of her and she locked in a tight embrace. After 15 minutes she faced me and kissed me and made out with me in such passion. We made out with each other for 30 minutes while cuddling and spooning.

All the while Sanskriti was lying next to us. She didn’t know anything while whatever happened, happened in front of her.

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