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Hello, My Dear Readers. This is the second story from me, having the lock-down and quarantine period as a part of the premise. I do have a few more planned and will be publishing them in the coming weeks.

The following is the first among the many letters a son sends to his naive Indian mom during his isolation period. He was quarantined in the special ward of a private hospital in Delhi.

The letters that had only a very small chance of reaching his mother. They were ones that should have never been written, never been sent, never been received, and never been read.

Happy Reading!

Dear Mom,

I hope you are doing good. I don’t know what will happen to me. I don’t know if I will ever be allowed to leave from the hospital. It has been a lot of days since I have been here, and nobody seems to know when I can get out of here.

I don’t know if you will ever get this letter. But, there is a confession I want to make. I want to tell you something I did not tell you all this while. I think this is the right time!

4 years ago, on the night before Parvati’s wedding, it wasn’t Tarun who groped you and tried to physically own you. It was me, Mom. It was your very own son who tried to shamelessly fulfill his sinful desire.

I am sorry, Mom. Please forgive me. I just could not hold myself back, Mom. I had been lusting for you since the day I saw you naked in the shower. I could never forget that sight of yours.

The lust I had for you grew with me. That night, when I heard you tell Dad you were going to have a quick bath, I could not resist sneaking into your room. I only wanted to see you wet and naked as you came out of the shower.

But, when I saw you come out of the bathroom, wearing your red-colored low-neck blouse and black petticoat. I could only let myself be taken over by my evil cravings.

I knew it was the same blouse you wore the day I saw you in the nude. I knew it was also the same piece of fabric you used to desperately, and unsuccessfully, cover your modesty when you stood in shock. I opened the door to the bathroom.

You told me it was okay. You told me you believe it was a mistake. You told me I should just convince myself it never happened. You were right. I really had no idea you were inside. And, I knew it was accidental. It was a genuine mistake And, I also knew you were not angry at me.

But after it happened, I just could not stop thinking about your bare body. We always managed to never let anybody know about the incident. We always managed to never have any sort of uneasy situations. But, I just could never forget that day.

Mom, I always carried the memory with me. In fact, I always cherished the moment. And, that eventful night, when I saw you in the very same blouse, I felt I had to see you without it, too, one more time. I just could not stop myself from wanting to take it off your body.

I just could not stop myself from wanting more than what I had come for. I lost all the control I had over my mind. All I knew was that I had to have you right there if I did not want to lose my sanity. I never was in a position to think about the consequences.

I let my wicked cravings use my body. I am just sorry. I regret it. But, apologies is all that I can do now, Mom. I always wanted to tell this to you, Mom. But, I never had the guts to. I was scared seeing Tarun being disowned. He was everybody’s favorite until then.

The eldest among the cousins, everybody, including me, looked up to him. I was just too startled after seeing him being asked to leave the house.

And, the fact I had managed to mercilessly tear open a lot of your thin satin blouse. I also got myself just inches away from entering your vagina, within those few seconds. It made me believe you would never forgive me if I told you the truth.

I was sure you would never be ready to accept an animal like me as your son. But, now, I have to tell you this. I want you to know it was me. I want you to know it was I who tried to steal your purity. It was I who tried to defile you.

And since I am making this confession, I also feel I should tell you everything about it. Everything I wanted to do to you. Once I decided to make a move on you. Everything I wanted to do to you after I had you topless.

I was going to penetrate you, Mom. I was going to fuck you. I was not just going to make you spread your legs for me. I was also going to destroy your holes I wanted to own you. That is how badly I wanted to be inside you!

The idea was to grab you by your waist, the very second I switched off the light. And, I did that just like I planned. I had very tightly wrapped my hands around your fleshy belly, and it felt great when I heard you gasp.

The next stage of the act was supposed to have me carry you. Pull you towards the bed, make you bend over, lift your petticoat, rip apart your panties, and drill your cunt from the back. That is exactly how I wanted to do you, Mom. That is how your son was going to fuck you.

And once I was inside you, I was sure I could make you surrender to me. I was sure you will start finding pleasure with each thrust of mine. I was sure you will ask me not to stop. I was sure you will beg me to cum inside you

I knew there was no way you could resist, even if you wanted to. I knew I had enough strength to overpower you. I knew I had the perfect plan. And I did everything right. Everything was going according to the plot. Everything was perfect. Until I raised your petticoat all the way up

It left me amused and stunned that you were wearing no panties. I was never expecting you to ever skip wearing your panties, Mom. Even though I had my hands pulling your blouse apart, I lost my focus I just lost my grip over the situation

Even as I had your tight love hole served in front of me, I just could not direct my already unveiled cock to force its way inside your pussy. Instead, I gave you a chance to fight back. And you took it.

I was completely caught off guard when you pushed me away. And when you started shouting and screaming. That is when I came back to my senses. I knew I had to get myself out of your room, and I did that.

I could hear Tarun run towards your room, calling your name out, asking you if you were okay. I saw you slap him. Calling him a shameless bastard, even as you stood before him with your torn blouse exposing a lot of your creamy tits. And your disarranged petticoat showing all the way up to your milky upper thighs.

I did nothing, but watch Tarun being crucified by the entire family I did nothing, but hopefully, I will not be caught I did nothing, but claim I was on the terrace when it happened

I am sorry, Mom. I know I have done Tarun wrong, too. But, I feel I need to apologize more to you.

I know life is back to normal, and you may not even be thinking about it today. Especially when we have a greater threat in front of us. But this is the truth, and I want you to know it.

I will be handing this letter over to a nurse in the hospital. I am sure she will get it to you. She has been very kind to me and takes good care of me. She also has the same name, Mom – Surabhi. Maybe that is why I have a special liking for her.

I hope you will get this letter. And I hope you will forgive me. Looking forward to seeing you soon, Mom.

And, Mom Does Amar come home even after I left for Delhi? Have you seen him lately? I hope not, Mom.

I don’t know how if I should tell you this now. But, Amar is not the kind of person you think he is, Mom. He is dangerous. Don’t let him anywhere near you. Please! Ask Parvati, also, to stay away from him. I know it is not easily possible but tell her Please, Mom

And, Mom, how is Parvati?! I really hope she and her baby are fine. And do people still say her baby looks a lot like me? I hope not, Mom

Your Loving Son,
Prayag

To be continued.

I hope you all like this story about the innocent Indian mom. Please do send me your feedback and comments to [email protected]

I am overwhelmed and grateful for the responses I received for my first story. I apologize for not responding to all the emails as I have received hundreds of them. Thank you, everyone, and yes, I am safe from all the illness spread around the world.

Please read the first story if you have not read it already. After the encounter with Scott and I came back to my apartment. We didn’t get a chance to meet again due to the strict quarantine measures in the city.

However, since I have received a lot of requests for part 2, I am fantasizing about a second episode with some real-life characters around me.

With utter chaos and lockdowns across the world and in the city, I am totally confined to my apartment.

The only time my skin could absorb some sunlight is when I walk out to my apartment balcony. The only humans that I could see are the old lady in the building across the street and the man who lives in the apartment adjacent to mine.

Sometimes I feel like I am Will Smith from the movie ‘I Am Legend’. It seems like nature has decided to give human atrocities a break.

The old lady sometimes waves her hand to me, the only communication between us. The man who lives next to my apartment, neither talks to me nor does he care to smile. All I see him is when he works out in the balcony, lifting weights or stretching.

He is not tall, but he has a well-built body. His biceps ooze out of his t-shirt as if they tear out the sleeves in case he fists his palm. He is a white guy, lives alone. I never heard him speaking English. He speaks Italian. He seems to be a serious guy. Even when I bump into him on the staircase, he throws a subtle look at me.

It’s been a couple of weeks since I had my first experience. Since then, my body craves for another one. I’ve been recollecting the moments with Scott and giving myself a treat of pleasure. Often when I see my neighbor, I desperately wanted to make a move on him. But the good girl inside silences me.

Also, I would love him to make a move and seduce me, rather than the other way around. Well, that’s how a woman’s ego works.

Scott never called me after I left his place. He did not even text me to check if I am doing good. End of the day, he is a man. He doesn’t care for the woman after his lust is quenched. I felt so used. I probably would never talk to him.

While all the hormones playing with my mind, a sudden surprise rang my doorbell on Friday evening. I have completed my work for the week and was getting ready to face the most boring part of the week, the weekend. I started reading a book, but that’s not a genre I want to read now.

I was in my kitchen, while the doorbell rang. I opened to door and to my surprise is Scott at the doorstep. He has a company too. Another black man of probably his age. He is as tall as Scott, but he is somewhat fat. His French beard is strikingly white on his dark skin, and his head is totally bald.

He looked like a mugger whom I should be scared of. I was completely taken aback and mute. Scott realized my shock and was trying to explain why he appeared at my door at that time. His fat friend has come to his place around a week ago, and yesterday their apartment lost power.

So they are seeking some shelter at my place now. I didn’t know what to do. I don’t want to have a random fat old stranger and the man who dumped me in my apartment even for a few minutes. They might, even, be carrying the virus along with them.

Forget about personal spacing, this is the time for social distancing. He introduced his friend, and he said his name is some-typical-black-tongue-twister-name-which-I-don’t-remember.

I am puzzled about what to do. Meanwhile, my neighbor is walking along the hallway staring at us. I had a panic about what this guy is thinking about me. As a reaction, I let them in before more people saw us and judge me. I showed them the tap to wash their hands.

They cleaned up and occupied the couch in my living room. I realized the attire I am in. I did not have a bath yet for the day, and I am in my nightdress, a top, and pants. I excused myself to take a bath. This would give me some breathing space to absorb the situation.

I took a shower and could come up with no idea how to send them off from my apartment. Instead, the thought of having the man who popped my cherry, in the next room, drew some butterflies in my stomach. I picked up the nicest bra and panties I have. They are black and made of lace.

The meshy lining show off a glimpse of my fair skin and what’s hidden inside. The mole deep below my neck decorated the bra that embraced my womanhood. I wore a red frock with white flowers on it.

The frock is fit and just long enough to show off my legs. It elevates the highs of my body well and sticks well to my waist to show off my admirable curves.

However, I realized how mean Scott was to me in the last few weeks. I changed to a black shirt and pale blue jeans. He doesn’t deserve to ogle at me. I looked good in jeans too. The jeans are skinny. The black shirt fits my upper torso with tiny sleeves and slightly stretched at the peak of my bosom. I have a good sense of fashion.

I went out to the uncomfortable zone, and the two men seemed to settle down at my place by now. I realized I could do nothing about it. Plus, I wanted to take my kind of revenge on Scott. I want to entice him and let him long for but couldn’t get me. That’s the retribution for not calling me.

I escaped into the kitchen area to prepare food. In a few minutes, Scott came and said he was sorry that he couldn’t get in touch with me after that day. His friend visited him and didn’t want him to know about us. His tone seemed very convincing, and I responded with, “It’s ok.”

I could confront him that he could at least text me. He knew how to kick in emotions and suppress logic out of my head. He went on to say, “You are the best girl I have ever been with.” Again, another lie that makes a girl believe even if she knew that’s a lie.

I expressed no emotion and fell in an awkward situation. He immediately eased out the topic enquiring about the food I am cooking. It’s Indian, and I explained to him it’s ingredients. He exclaimed, “I’ve seen how beautiful you are, now I see how good you cook. I am excited.”

During dinner, we had the usual conversation about the epidemic that is going on outside. After dinner, we bid good night, and I went into my bedroom. Scott and his fat friend slept in the living room. I said to Scott that he can knock my door does he need anything.

I do not know if he took that as any hint since it is very subtle. I sat on my bed, picked up the book. But I could hardly read anything. All my eyes are glued to the door looking for Scott. My disappointment grew as time passed by and was giving up and going to bed.

Well, at last, I heard a knock on the door, and there Scott showed up. I acted as if I am totally into the book, and he distracted me. He closed the door and sat next to me on the bed. He apologized again for not calling me and started to make random conversations.

I knew the reason he came inside my bedroom, and even I want that to happen too. He held my hand in his and was making random conversations. I showed no sign of disinterest. He took that as a cue, placed his hand on my cheek, and planted a gentle kiss on my lips, a kiss that my lips knew.

In a few moments, he sealed up better and involved his tongue into the play. In no time, his other hand went up straight caressing on my shirt. I pushed him gently as a sign of resistance. I was worried that the fat friend is in the next room.

He understood my stares at the door. He was explaining that he is his very close friend and knew all his secrets. In a way, he is informing me that he has already bragged about vandalizing my virginity. He went to say that they also shared a lot of women before, and he is a gentle lover.

I was puzzled about why this guy is endorsing the masculinity of another guy. While I was lost in this useless confusion, he put his lips on the neck. He knew my tipping points very well. He was successful in arousing the fire in me and break down my ethics.

I let him tame me to his intentions. One of his hands was working on me. A silent pop sound relieved the stretched shirt that was holding my body. Before I realized, he removed the top half of my shirt’s buttons. He then concentrated on removing the rest of my shirt buttons.

He moved the shirt apart, getting a view of my belly and my black laced brassier. Weirdly, I felt shy, but I did not cover up myself. It makes no sense to hide from him. He knows the complete geography of my body. He knows how my skin taste, even without any chocolate on it.

He briefly admired the landscape of my beauty and kissed me again. He drove me crazy by kissing all over. I held his head against mine and playing with his hair. His hand was working hard on the only button on my jeans.

As soon as he succeeded, he gently grazed my panties, pulled its strap up, and left it to hit my soft skin, making a tight slap sound. I got more excited, anticipating his hand to intrude into my jeans and play with me. A silent moan came out of me as an indicator of being ready for further action.

Before his fingers took the further lead, I heard the door crack open. In an involuntary action, I pulled both the winglets of the shirt and held them tight with a hand, covering my modesty. The fat man intruded on our private space. I disliked him before for being just on the other side of the wall.

Now I hate him for being on this side. I was expecting Scott to explain the fat old man to get out of the room. But to my surprise, he is explaining to me how gentle a man that fat dude is. I was shocked. This man is suggesting to me to sleep with his fat friend.

Before I could react, the fat man came up to the south end of the bed and touched my feet. Meanwhile, Scott was convincing me to accept the request and making gentle circles below my belly area. The fat man was pleading for acceptance from me and grazing my feet.

Although I was shocked, I did not pull my feet away. I let him graze me, and I am enjoying it. I definitely do not want to sleep with this man, but more than that, I want someone to be inside me and quench my thirst. I was dumbstruck.

Scott gently took my shirt and put it away. I was dumb, stupid, and surrendered myself to my lust. The fat man stopped pleading. He dragged his huge body up the bed and went straight to the zipper of my pants. It looks like this guy doesn’t believe in foreplay.

He unzipped my pants and dragged my tight pants down. They are a little tough to peel down. I didn’t help him any to take them off. He needs to work hard if he wants the fruit. He managed to take my pants off.

Meanwhile, Scott continued to kiss me and fondle me over my bra. Scott slipped his hand on my back, and he unstrapped the bra. In a flash, he removed it away from his sight. I saw a spark of joy in the fat man’s eyes. I don’t believe he ever saw a girl with fair skin and dark nipples.

He slipped one of them in his mouth and cupped the other one with his hand. I knew this feeling before. It’s one of the best. My brain ceased to work. Nothing mattered to me at that time, my ethics, the virus outside, and everything out of that bedroom door. I wholeheartedly wanted those two men to ravish me.

He changed his mouth to the other one and was playing his tongue. He is not only playing with my softies but also with my senses. Meanwhile, I sensed that another pair of hands held the edges of my panties and slid them all the way down and away from me.

Then, the fat man gave a break. He rolled his shirt and pants away. Scott is already naked. He helped me remove my shirt, making me stark naked in front of two men. The fat man looked ugly. His legs and hands are fat, and he has a huge belly.

Scott made me lay on the bed, separated my legs, and buried his face between my legs. I love this part of the activity. I felt jolts of pleasure, hitting my senses as Scott made some decent goals in my goal post. I closed my eyes tight, held the sheets hard, and scuffled with myself.

I felt that I could die out of pleasure. Meanwhile, the fat guy continued to chew my breasts, with his lips, one after the other. I loved the attention I am receiving. After a good play, they have given a break and exchanged places. I was getting ready for the second repetition.

While changing the ends, the fat man removed his underwear and went to the other end. His bone is big, maybe as big as Scott’s, and was not totally looking up. He went to the south end. But contrary to my anticipation, instead of burying his head between my legs, he positioned himself between me.

He held rather flaccid meat with his hand, gave it a couple of strokes, and he started to beat it on my belly. A weird sensation, he is waking his dude up by whipping it on me. It, first, felt like hitting me with a tube, but after a few hits, it has become a hard bone.

Once, he thought he is ready, he brushed the tip against my opening. I am already wet. I want him inside me more than ever before. He brushed a couple more times. I am losing my patience. He is teasing me. He brushed again but with some force, this time.

This was the spell of ‘khul-ja-sim-sim’ that worked on me. I opened up to welcome him for the first time into my world. It was painful, but there is a lot of pleasure too. In the first stoke itself, he let himself all the way in. His huge belly rested on me, my legs floated in the air.

I let out a loud moan involuntarily. His hands grazed all over my body, soothing me and getting me ready for the ride. He slowly swung out and jolted in a strike into me back again powerfully. I jerked. He continued to jolt strikes into me with a lot of power. He is strong.

Every time, I have to hold on my throat to suppress my cry. After a bunch of such strokes, he leaned forward, stretched my hands up, and rolled on top of me. He is heavy, and I had to take heavy breaths to carry his weight. He couldn’t stretch all the way down because his belly is obstructing him.

He, however, reached my lips and arrested them with his. This is his first kiss to me. His beard is poking my nose and chin. He increased the pace of his jolts and rammed into me. I could hardly breathe, but I am ready to give up breathing for the pleasure that I am trading in.

He released my mouth, rolled up, held my waist, and turned on the nitro boosters. He drilled his rig into me at a super-fast pace, letting my bosoms make oscillations. I could no longer control my throat, I gave up my social dignity, left out load moans.  I believe the old woman opposite my house could hear me.

As the pace increased, I could sense him getting bigger and hotter inside me. He, at once, pulled out and shot out hot jets on my belly. Some of it has come up all the way up to the top of my hills. It’s smelly and dirty, but I didn’t care. I am too tired to care for cleanliness now. I am taking heavy breaths.

Some of the liquids dripped along the side of my body onto the mattress. I hate it, but I couldn’t do anything about it now. The fat dude went out of the room. I was still lying on the bed, and I see Scott looking at me in hunger. I knew the game is still not over. There is a second innings with a different player.

The fat man came back in with some wipes and cleaned me up. As soon as he did so, Scott came up on the bed, lifted me, and turned me on the other side. I knew what he wants,  but I am too tired to be on fours. He didn’t give up, though. I picked up all the strength and went on fours.

With no energy in me, my milkers are pulling me down more. Scott went behind me and spaced apart my knees. He played along my centroid with his weapon of action. He gently placed himself into a familiar place. He made gentle swings. I could see pleasure building in me.

Having been in action for some time now, it was easy for him to put me on track for the second ride. He increased the pace, and so did the thrust on me. I fell forward with the bliss and fatigue together. I let the heavy parts of me rest on the mattress while I am being annexed at my bottom.

Scott did not let me give up early in his expedition. He paused, collected all hair, and pulled my head up, making me be a dog again. He picked up the pace again. I could hear loud faps that his body made as it hit my bottoms, and could feel the swinging milkers hit my chin.

I bet my bottom cheeks have become red being in the front line of action. What a celebration of womanhood!

He released my hair. He cupped me and lifted me up all the way, making me kneel in front of him, while he is still inside me from behind. I am a perfect size for his large palms to feel me a handful. He kissed me on the back of my neck while fondling my breasts and gently pumping me. I am being treated well.

He then held me with his palms, one on my belly and the other on my breasts. His palms are so huge that he could wrap both of them with a single palm. Once he made sure I am pinned against him, he thrust into me again at a decent pace. His chest and abs are brushing my back while his palms are holding my body.

He went on for a decent amount of time and pulled out of me. He let me lay right there on the bed. He realized that I am out of energy, so he prepared for the final assault. He turned me on my back. This is my most favorite way because I don’t need to do any hard work.

All I need is to lay back and enjoy the ride. As a gesture of gratitude, I welcomed him by spreading my legs. In doing so, I realized how different a person I have become. From being a very shy and modest girl, I have become ready to spread legs for random strangers for a threesome, even without knowing their names.

While I was judging myself, Scott has already pierced into me. He leaned forward, wrapped me around with his arms, and pounded into me with full strength. I wrapped around him tight and let out loud moans while he dredged me faster.

And at the end of the power play, he, unlike the fat man, released himself while inside me. I knew this was coming. Although I hate him for doing this, this is the best part I enjoy. Somehow, the idea of his shots, making all the way to the final destination inside my womb, makes me feel satisfied with the entire act.

He then laid beside me, and I stared at the roof, thinking about the consequences of my deeds, and the contrast of what my friends and family opine about me versus what I actually am doing. The fat man is no longer there. He might have been in the living room.

He just hammered a young girl, relieved his desires on her, and left her. Thinking all these, I slid into sleep. I woke up in the morning. The sun was out, up high in the sky. I laid on my bed stark naked. No one else is in the room. I woke up and found myself groggy.

I smell bad, the smell that was dirty but sexy while I was charged up is now filthy. I knew I was drenched in the men’s secretions. I got off the bed, picked up my panties, wore it. While still naked on the upper body, I limped to the living room and found neither of them.

I saw my phone, and there was a message from him. He texted that his home has now got the power back and thanked me for the hospitality. I realized how dumb I was.

They walked in last night just to get into my pants, and they made it. I hate him. I, somewhere at the back of my head, knew that he could trick me into his bed again.

I cleaned up myself, slipped into a home-wear, and walked out to the balcony for some sunlight. The old woman wasn’t there, but my frown-faced neighbor is working out as usual. However, to my surprise, today, he smiled at me and asked me how my weekend is going on.

I replied with some customary answer and went back inside. I realized that he was actually smirking, not smiling at me. He knew I had guests at my apartment last night, and he might have heard me make noises last night. He knew I had fun, but the worst part is he knew I had fun with 2 men.

I would probably want to bury my face the next time I bump into him.

Let me know your feedback at [email protected]. Please do not ask for sexual favors. I cannot entertain such requests for a threesome.

Hello dosto, mera naam Vikas hai aur yeh meri kahani ka 2nd part hai.

Meri shaadi ko 2 mahine ho chuke the. Main har roz apni biwi, Radhika ko chodta tha. Woh pregnant na ho uske liye maine usse garbh nirodh goli dedi thi, 6 mahine wali. Woh thoda udas thi kyuki maine usse maa banne se roka tha.

Aisa nahi tha ki main usse pregnant nahi karna chahta tha. Main bas kuch time sirf chudai ke maze lena chahta tha. Thodi der se hi sahi, yeh baat woh samajh gayi. Ab hum dono chudai ke maze lene lage. Woh bhi har roz mujhse chudwane ko utawli rehti.

Kabhi kabhi toh woh khud aake bolti ki main usse chodu, agar main bina chode sone jane laga. Ek din, office ke kisi kaam se main gaon se bahar gaya tha. Meri trip 4 din ki thi par mera kaam 3 din mein hi khatam ho gaya tha. Maine raat mein hi ghar lautne ka socha taki apni biwi ko surprise de saku.

Raat ko 1 baje the. Main wapas aa gaya tha. Mujhe pata tha ki ghar mein sab so rahe honge. Mere paas ghar ki chabhi thi. Maine chupke se darwaza khola taki kisi ki neend na kharab ho jaye. Main ghar ke andar aaya, darwaza band kiya, aur apne kamre mein chala gaya.

Kamre ki light band thi. Meir biwi chadar tane so rahi thi. 3 din se chudai na karne ki wajah se mujhme tharak kafi thi. Maine apne kapde utare aur biwi ke paas gaya. Main usse jagaye bine uski chudai karne wala tha. Maine socha, ki jab mera lund uski chut mein jayega toh woh apne aap uth jayegi.

Main usse lund ka surprise dena chahta tha. Maine uske upar se chadar hatayi. Haatho se uske badan ko tatola. Woh ulti leti hui thi. Jab maine uski gaand ko chua toh mujhe woh kuch badi lagi. Aur usne saree bhi pehni thi. Mujhe tajjub hua.

Maine usse bol rakha tha ki woh meri di hui nighty hi pehne, joki side se khuli thi. Usme se uski badi badi 36D size ki chuchiya mast dikhti thi. Mujhe laga ki shayad mere na hone ki wajah se uske behane ya maa uske saath soti hongi toh usne saree pahni shuru kardi hogi.

Toh, andhere mein hi maine uski saree upar kari and uski jaangho pe haath ferne laga. Woh andar panty nahi pahenti thi aur tab bhi nahi pahni thi. Mera haath uski chut pe lga. Woh thoda hili par soti rahi. Fir maine apne lund pe thuk mali aur uske taango ke upar baith gaya.

Fir maine apne lund ko uski chut pe chuaya aur aaram se andar ghusa diya. Maine dheeme dheeme uski chudai karni shuru kardi. Thodi der toh woh soti rahi. Par kuch der baad woh garam hone lagi. Uske karhane ki awaaz ane lagi.

Mujhe awaaz kuch farak lagi. Woh awaaz meri biwi ki nahi thi. Maine table lamp on kiya. Jab roshni hui toh dekha ki bistar par meri biwi Radhika nahi balki uski maa, Sheela, thi.

“Damad ji,” Sheela ne neend mein kaha. Woh mudi aur dekha ki mera lund uski chut mein hai. “Damad ji,” woh haraan hoke boli. “Damad ji. Yeh kya kar rahe hai aap?”

“Sasuma, aap?” main hairan hoke bola. “Aap yaha kya kar rahi hai? Aur Radhika kaha hai?”

“Woh mere karme mein hai. Aap nahi the toh woh apni behano ke saath sona chahti thi,” sasuma boli. “Aap itni raat ko kya kaise aaye?”

“Mera kaam kal ke bajaye aaj hi khatam ho gaya tha toh main wapas aa gaya. Mujhe laga ki aap Radhika hai, toh maine bina soche dal diya,” Maine btaya.

“Main Radhika nahi hoon, Damadji. Main apki saas hoon. Ab nikaliye apna lund meri chut se bahar,” saasuma thoda gussa hoke boli.

Maine dhyan nahi diya aur unhe chodna dobara start kar diya. Mujhe mein tharak kafi thi aur ab mera lund bhi chut mein tha. Waise, meri saas bhi koi buri item nahi thi. Dikhne mein bhi woh kafi sundar thi, aur unki 5 betiya bhi. Unki chuchiyo ka size tha 38. Main unhe chodne laga. Woh kafi daar gayi.

“Damadji, yeh mat kijiye, damadji. Yeh galat hai. Damadji, mujhe paap lagega,” sasuma boli. Main kuch nahi bola aur chodta raha. Mujhe pata tha ki thodi der mein woh garam ho jayengi aur fir maan jayengi.

“Damadji, mat kariye.”

Ab saasuma garam hone lagi aur unhe ab chudwane mein maza aane lga.

“Damadji, kariye damadji aur kariye aur zorse. Damadji, chodiye apni saas ko… zorse chodiye apni saas ko, chodiye mujhe.”

Maine apni speed badhai aur unhe zorse chodne laga. Kareeb 30 minutes baad main unki chut mein jhad gaya. Maine unhe seedha letaya. Unke blouse ke hook khole aur unki badi badi chuchiya chosne lga.

“Achcha laga, sasuma?” maine poocha.

“Dadamji, yeh galat hua hai. Aisa nahi hona chahiye tha,” sasuma boli.

“Abhi thodi der pehle aap kaha rahi thi ki damadji mujhe zorse chodiye. Ab kya hua?” maine kaha.

“Woh main… woh…” saasuma hichkichayi.

“Dekhiye. Maine shaadi ke time dahej nahi maanga tha. Par ab mangta hoon. Mujhe dahej mein apki chut chahiye. Ap mujhse chudwayengi,” maine kaha.

Saasuma ne thoda socha aur fir haan bol diya. Mann hi mann, woh bhi mera lund chahti thi.

“Ab bataye, maza aaya chudai mein?” maine poocha.

“Ji damadji, bohut maza aaya. Radhika ke pita ki maut ke baad main aaj chudi hoon. 5 saal ho gaye unki maut ko. Aaj apne meri pyas bujhai,” saasuma boli.

“Aur pyaas bujhani hai?” maine kaha.

“Ji damadji. Mujhe aur chudna hai aapse”

Maine unke saare kapde utaar diye aur firse unhe chodna start kar diye. Maine unhe 3 baar choda aur fir bahar sofa pe jake so gaya. Subah hui toh meri biwi ne mujhe sofe pe sota paya. Tab sirf woh hi jagi thi. Baki sab so rahe the. Raat ki chudai ke baad, Saasuma bhi so rahi thi.

Meri biwi mujhpe shak na kare, uske liye main usse chhat par le gaya aur waha usse kafi der choda. Woh chudai se khush thi. Dopahar mein, sasuma na kaha ki ghar mein sabzi khatam ho rahi hai aur sabzi lani hai. Maine car start ki, aur main aur saasuma sabzi lene chal diye.

Raste mein, ek sunsan jagah, saasuma ne car rukwa di. Maine poocha kya hua. Tab unhone bataya ki woh chudwana chahti hai. Main bina der lagaye apne kapde utar diye aur unhe bhi nanga kar diya. Saasuma ne pehle mera lund chosa kuch der.

Maine fir, unki chut chati. Woh pehle se hi kafi bekaabo thi aur chut chatne par aur ho gayi. Maine seat ko peeche giraya aur unki chudai start kardi. Kyuki humare paas time kum tha toh main shuru se hi unhe zorse chodne lga.

Maine unse 15 minutes choda aur unki chut mein apna maal gira diya. Fir hum sabzi leke ghar laut aaye. Uske baad toh main unhe roz chodne laga. Main apni biwi kobhi chodta aur saas ko bhi. 2 mahine ke baad pata chla ki meri saas 1 mahine se pregnant thi.

Jab yeh news pata chali toh meri saas ne abortion ka kaha par maine mana kar diye. Main apne bachche ko marwana nahi chahta tha. Maine himmat karke yeh baat Radhika ko batayi. Mujhe dar tha ki woh naraz ho jayegi par woh toh khush thi.

“Ji, apne mujhe tab sahara diya jab koi mujhe apnana nahi chahta tha. Main apse naraz nahi hoon. Agar apke pyaar aur sahare ke badle mujhe ek chhoti si kimat deni pade toh mujhe manzor hai. Main janti hoon ki aap mujhse pyar karte hai.”

“Main bas itna chahungi ki agli baar aap meri maa ko chode toh chori chipe nahi. Ghar mein hi chodiyega. Aur ek aur guzarish. jab apne meri maa ko maa bana diya hai toh mujhe bhi maa bana dijiye,” Radhika boli.

Main khush ho gaya. Aur issi khushi mein maine usse kitchen mein, sasuma ke samne khoob choda. Sasuma bhi khush thi ki unki beti naraz nahi thi.

“Achcha, ek cheez, yeh jo bahcha hoga. mMain uski sauteli maa hongi ki badi behan?” Radhika ne poocha.

“Jo tum chaho,” maine kaha.

“Main uski DidiMa houngi,” Radhika haste hue boli.

Main hassa aur fir usse chodne lga.

Akhir 8 mahine baad sasuma ne ek ladki ko janam diya. Ghar mein sab khush the. Apni khushi ko celebrate karne ke liye maine Radhika ki ichcha poori kardi aur usse bhi pregnant kar diya. Radhika ne 9 mahine baad ek ladke ko janam diya.

Ab main har roz apni saas aur biwi ko chodta hoon. Yahi nahi, maine unke samne ek shart rakhi thi ki jab meri saliya 18 ki ho jayengi, toh unhe sabse pahle main chodunga. Yeh shart bhi meri saas aur biwi ne maan li. Pehli bari Jagriti ki thi.

In the first part, you read how the salesman, Vinay, at the Calvin Klein store was seducing my mom. I was filled with much anticipation to know what the stranger guy is going to do next.

No guy has seen mom in sexy wear like this, not even dad. Vinay was on his knees now and made mom turn around, making her ass to face him close. He boldly spread mom’s ass and inserted his finger to bring the cloth out. I’m sure he touched mom’s ass hole.

Now he turned and touched mom’s pussy over the tight red panty and pulled it to make it somewhat loose. I saw mom closing her eyes with a little gasp. He got up and adjusted her bra by pushing the cup bit more upwards, which made mom horny as she was closing her eyes.

Seeing that Vinay started squeezing her boobs over the red cupped tight bra in a powerful way. I was kinda turned on but scared too. Because if I caught them and make a scene, the people in the mall will shame my mom too. I was silently watching what’s happening inside by maintaining a pin-drop silence.

He continued pushing her boobs. He whispered something in her ears, and within a few seconds, he kissed mom, pushing her towards the wall by grabbing her ass. To my shock, mom started kissing him back, and they were kissing wildly like horny animals.

Vinay was rolling his tongue inside my mom’s mouth, licking her tongue. Within a few seconds, he lifted mom’s hands. He started licking her wax cleaned armpits madly by playing with her boobs over the bra. Now he was sure that my mom is his slut today.

He unclasped the sexy red Calvin Klein bra and kept it aside, which made her boobs to be free in the air. Her light brown nipples were erect. Vinay grabbed her boobs and started sucking it like a hungry baby. Mom was closing her eyes and gasping while he was sucking her boobs.

He got down and licked mom’s navel by grabbing her ass. Mom was completely under Vinay’s control now. He stood up, and both of them were gasping, staring at each other’s eyes. Both of their eyes were filled with lust at that time. He pushed mom to the wall and kissed her madly.

But this time, his left hand was inside mom’s panty, digging her pussy with his finger. Mom was unable to kiss him back as he was fingering her pussy madly. She was moaning in a husky way. He fingered her for some time, and then he undressed.

Vinay was naked now. He got on his knees and saw the panty. The red Calvin Klein panty was wet and filled with mom’s juices. Seeing it, Vinay removed her panty and threw it outside. The panty came out of the trail room and fell next to me. I took the panty and got shocked to see the whole panty in a wet condition.

When I shifted my sight to them, Vinay was already licking mom’s cleanly shaved pussy by spreading her legs. Mom was moaning now and pushing his head more towards her pussy. Vinay made mom sit down on the floor and made her spread her legs by resting on the wall.

Mom spread her legs like telling him, “This married pussy is now yours, Vinay.” Vinay was licking and rolling his tongue inside her pussy and drank mom’s love juices. Vinay took his mouth out from mom’s pussy and said, “Now suck this.”  (pointing at his dick)

Mom got up, adjusted her hair with a naughty smile, and started sucking his dick like a hungry slut. Vinay was closing his eyes and enjoying my mom’s blowjob. His face was covered with mom’s vaginal fluids. I never knew she will do this like a pro.

He got up, and mouth fucked her by grabbing her hair. After a few minutes, he took out his dick and mom was gasping for air after a deep throat blowjob. Vinay was now seeing mom in a naughty way.

Vinay: You want to feel this inside you for sure? (By grabbing his erect dick). I don’t have a condom now.

I was thanking him in my mind for atleast finishing this without having sex.

Mom: So, you suggested and made me wear a Disha Patani inner collection just for getting a blowjob? (With a wicked smile)

Vinay: No, I thought if I convince you to wear this and see it myself. It would make my day an awesome one. But I never thought I would taste your pussy and make you suck my dick, I’m the luckiest guy today.

Mom: Then be luckier by entering this? (Spreading her legs and showing her pussy)

Vinay: Absolutely sure.

Mom: Then stop talking and satisfy your customer now.

I was shocked to see this and to know what a slut my mom is. Vinay gave a naughty smile. He took his hard cock in his hand, ready to place it on her pussy. He entered mom’s pussy with a single thurst because of her juices. Mom gave a loud moan, and he was pounding her slow and steady.

After a few minutes, he started to increase his speed and rammed her like a cheap slut, making mom moan and scream loud. I got scared as someone might hear and get them caught, which would bring shame to her name. I wanted to save mom but not from Vinay.

I wanted to save mom from the people who are inside the mall. I got an idea after hearing the song which was playing inside the store. I rushed to the billing counter and found the audio system console there. The songs which were playing from the beginning were of the rock genre.

I just turned up the volume and making it a bit loud. Now I went back to my position and continued watching them. Vinay noticed the increase in volume and gave a naughty smile, knowing that I helped him.

Now with no restrictions, he started to pound mom in a more rough and hard way, making mom scream in pain and pleasure. He lifted mom and made her face the wall. He entered her from behind with one hand grabbing her right boob and one hand resting on the wall for thrusting support.

He removed his dick after a few minutes. He spread mom’s ass making her moan by licking her asshole by putting his tongue deep inside it. Within a few minutes, he entered mom’s ass with few thrusts, which made mom scream in pain.

Mom was literally screaming in pain. But all her screams were drowned in the song playing outside with boosted bass. I saw tears flowing from her eyes as Vinay was ramming her ass madly. It was an absolute visual at that moment as it went like slow motion.

Mom was screaming when tears flowing down while Vinay’s dick going inside her ass slowly and hits the area, making her ass jump. He grabbed her hair and pulled it like a horse, riding it with his full horsepower in a rough way.

He pulled his dick out from her ass and made her lie down and spread her legs. Mom was looking like a doll that does everything that Vinay says. He entered her pussy and fucked her by slapping her face and boobs. Within a few seconds.

Vinay: Here you go, I’m gonna give you what you wanted from me.

Vinay released his seeds deep inside my mom’s pussy with a loud grunt. I’m sure it would have reached her womb so quick. They collapsed on each other. I went back to the counter to reduce the sound and make it as normal as before.

When I came back to my position, I saw both of them lying down on the floor facing the ceiling.

Vinay: So, you’re happy?

Mom: Yeah (in a tired voice)

Vinay: So, who’s that boy you came with?

Mom got a bit awkward and asked,

Mom: Did he see us?

Vinay: No, he went out somewhere when I entered the trail room. Why?

Mom: Oh my goodness, he’s my son.

Vinay: Your son? You’re married? Where’s your mangalsutra? (In a surprising way)

Mom pointing her finger to the hanger on the right where she hung her mangalsutra before wearing the inner.

Mom: I hanged it there before wearing the inner. Why any problem with that?

Vinay: No, not at all. I think I should get back to work.

Vinay stood up and started wearing his dress. I know this is the right time for me to leave the shop to match what Vinay said to my mom. I went out. I came back to the store after 20 minutes with a Keventers chocolate shake in my hand and saw mom billing what she bought.

Mom: Where did you go?

Me: I felt hungry, so I had a quick meal in Taco Bell and bought you a milkshake.

Mom smiled at me as if nothing happened. She paid the price with her card. She purchased for 17.5k and said, “Let’s go.”

Vinay: What’s your name, mam?

Mom: Aishwarya.

Vinay: Thank you, mam. We will be waiting for your visit again. (With a smile)

Mom smiled back and started walking out. Vinay saw me and said, “Thank you.” I didn’t respond to him and walked out.

Still, mom thinks that I don’t know anything about the trail room thing. After a few months when I went to the same store with my friends, Vinay wasn’t there. After inquiring about him, he said Vinay quit his job as he got work abroad. Both me and mom never saw him again, and it ended as a casual fuck.

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Hi readers, I am Joseph. Let me introduce about myself, I am 21 years old college student from a South Indian city with an height of 6 feet 2 inches. I have a well built body and a six and a half inch cock.

Coming straight to the story. This was two years back during my 12th standard.

My Maths teacher at that time was Ms. Anna (name changed). She was 24 years old at that time. She had a sexy body of 36-34-36 and a height of 6 feet. She always wore saree, her main attraction was her revealing hip while she was writing in the board.

All boys in the class fantasized about our hot maths teacher all day. Some practically drooled just by seeing her! I was over attentive in her classes because I was not that good at maths and also because of her.

Anna ma’am was new to our school and it was practically the first year of her career. She was a cutie straight out of college. I answered all the questions just to get her attention, and it worked!

Her hip showing off from her saree use to arouse me all day. I touched her bare skin of her hip while getting near her without her noticing. Since it was her first year, she was friendly will all the students. In other words, she didn’t know how to handle us.

I was extra sweet to her, I even complimented her dress a few times. She thought I was bold and that ignited the spark.

All students and a few staff were invited to my friend’s birthday party. It was a Saturday evening in a hotel. We all enjoyed that night. That night I invited my sexy maths teacher for a dance. She rejected saying that there were people around. I figured out that, that came out of her mouth unintentionally. It might be from her heart, who knows!

After cutting the birthday cake, the boys threw cake on everyone. I wantedly threw cakes at her. She scolded me for it with a cute laugh.

Then our maths teacher went to the restroom to clean herself. Like most of the girls, she took a lot of time to apply makeup even though she didn’t need it.

After coming out of the restroom, she was looking around. Only a few of were there. As it was past 11:30, most of them went home. Ma’am then left the hotel and started walking to the bus stand.

I took my bike and follwed her and offerd her a ride home. She first neglected, but I insisted so she accepted it.

It was dark and I searched for every bump in the way. I felt my maths teacher’s juicy fresh boobs hitting me. Just the thought of touching her boobs gave me a hard on!

During halfway of the ride, it started pouring heavily. We stopped near a tree and stood under it. Both of us were soaked in rain.

Her dress started to become transparent. I could see her bright skin, skinny stomach, hot navel. It really made my dick grow. I don’t know whether it’s my advantage or disadvantage she saw the slight tent in my jeans.

Both my underwear and my jeans didn’t do a good job. I was really ashamed of it, but when I saw her face, I realised she was blushing.

I was speechless. Then we continued our ride and we reached her house.

Me: You live alone, ma’am?
Her: Yeah, my parents are out of town.

The rain started to pour heavily

Me: Oh no, I need to go.
Her: It’s raining, come inside. It’s not safe to drive in heavy rain.

Me: I can manage, ma’am.
Her: No, come in, I insist.

I accepted my teacher’s offer, acting like a child.

Her house was beautiful. I followed her straight to the guest room. She gave me a towel.

Me: Thanks, ma’am.
Her: I will make a coffee, wait here.
ME: Okay ma’am, thanks.

She came in the room after half an hour with a coffee in her hands, wearing a cute soft nighty.

Me: I thought you went to sleep.
Her: Yeah! I went to change, it was really cold.

Me: Oh. I think the rain is not going to stop at all.
Her: It seems to be a heavy night. You can stay here for the night if you want.
Me: Really ma’am? Thanks.

I messaged my parents that I was staying in my friend’s house due to the rain.

Me: Thanks for the coffee, ma’am. You look beautiful in this dress too.
Her: Stop it.(blushing)

We both were sitting in the bed and were talking about the school. Slowly, I moved near her. She didn’t tell anything. Then I gently placed my hand in the bed, touching her hand.

We continued the conversation as I moved in closer. I realize that heart rate was increasing, her breath rate too was increasing. I could hear her breathing clearly.

I took my hand and placed it in her hip around her. She closed her eyes (she didn’t resist at all).

I moved in and kissed her on my maths teacher’s lips. For a few minutes she didn’t react but then she kissed me back. For ten minutes, we kissed passionately. While kissing her, I played with her boobs with her clothes on.

I then grabbed her and placed her on the bed and I went on top of her. She closed her eyes. I slowly removed her nighty, she was wearing a black bra of size 36D and a black panty.

I fondled with her breast while kissing her in her lips. Then I unhooked her bra and moved down and started kissing her navel. Then I moved a little down and removed her panty. I was so excited to see a shaved pink pussy. I undressed myself in no time and went in top of her and we started kissing each other.

Then I moved down and started licking her pussy.

Her: OH MY GOD… AHHH..

My maths ma’am started moaning in pleasure. I licked her and finger fucked her at the same time. Her pussy juices started to flow. And then we went to 69 position. She was sucking my dick while I was eating her pussy. We both were in heaven. We both came at the same time.

Both of us were still strong so we got in doggy position. I spread her pussy lips and left the head of my dick in her. She screamed and moaned at the same time. I took her panty and stuffed it in her mouth. I stroked my dick hard in with one stroke.

Her: UNGH! (muffled)
Me: Don’t worry, you’ll like it.

I increased the pace and started to fuck my teacher hard. She was moaning in pleasure. Her pussy was so tight, her juices were not helping. She might have got penetrated 1-2 times at the college. In doggy style, I was fucking her hard and playing with her right breast. I took out the panty from her mouth to hear her moaning.

Her: Ohh my god! Yes! Yes! Faster faster.
Me: Told you, you love being fucked like this, don’t you.
Her: Yes Yes, faster..

My teacher begging me to fuck her aroused me even more made my dick even hard. I fucked fer brains out at high pace. Then I was about to cum. To withstand longer, I bent my knees on the bed and fucked her.

Me: You like it now?
Her: Ahh yes yes I love It!

My mathsteacher came for the second time. I took my dick out and came in her face.

We slept naked the whole night and we continued our sexual relationship for a year.

We even became experts in each other’s bodies and knew what we want and when we want it. But she doesn’t know about the video I taped of our first night together. The things I did with it is for some other time.

So girls and guys, how was the story? Hope I made your pussies squirt and cocks cum. Do tell your suggestions, feedback or experience in the mail. Please comment and share this story as much as you can. My mail id is [email protected].

Hello, My Dear Readers. Thank you for all the positive feedback on the previous parts.

Before I get into the story, I would like to say that the series ‘Sexting My Mother’ is nearing its end. And, my biggest, and most punctual, work till date, is heading towards its climax. The next part will, in all probability, be the last episode.

I know there will be a few who are disappointed about having no ‘real sex’ in this story. I am sorry to say there won’t be any of it, even in the final episode. I will be staying true to the title.

I have been spending so much time writing this series. I have read it so many times. I have reached a point where I cannot really say if the story is any more interesting or not. So forgive me if it is not up to the mark. But, the effort put in has been no less.

Also, this episode is comparatively even smaller, but I am very hopeful of you liking it. I feel the characters are in a space where they would want to hurry up with the proceedings. And so, an episode that feels to have ended quickly makes more sense at this point.

The following is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier part may make this more exciting.
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Ayan: Oh, Fucking shit! This is crazy! Mom! Is that really you?
Mona: It is very well your mother, Ayan!
Ayan: I cannot believe it. I just cannot. I have never imagined seeing you like this.

Mona: You don’t believe it is me? Haven’t you already seen me wearing this nighty? You have, Ayan, so many times. All those days you slept really late, watching TV. And, I came down to check on me. I have had this pink sleeveless nighty on me, on so many occasions. Don’t tell me you have never noticed that!

Ayan: Mom…
Ayan: It is indeed me, Ayan. It is your mother, in the photo.
Ayan: I still cannot believe this is happening, Mom.

Mona: What is it that you cannot believe? Did you not think I will dare to send you a picture of my vagina?
Ayan: No! Just… No!

Mona: Why? You sent me a picture of your penis. So, why should I not return the favor! Or Is it like you thought your Mom will never finger her pussy. You stroke your cock when you don’t have any ‘real’ source of pleasure, don’t you?! So, why can’t I? Even I have my needs, Ayan. How can you forget that?

Ayan: It’s nothing like that, Mom. I am not at all blaming you. That is not what I am trying to do.
Mona: Then, what is it? Tell me.
Ayan: I don’t know, Mom. It’s that I never thought we would be doing this.

Mona: You don’t want this? Do you really want to stop?
Ayan: It’s not that, either, Mom. I mean, I am just…

Mona: Tell me what it is? Are you ashamed of me? Because I fingered my pussy?! Do you belong to the group of men who think a woman should cum only when a man wants her to?
Ayan: No, Mom. I am not ashamed of you. It is normal! All women do that.

Mona: Ahana, too?
Ayan: Err… Yes, Mom
Mom: She enjoys it?

Ayan: Yes, Mom. Everybody fingers their pussy these days. Every woman satisfies herself.
Mona: Your other girlfriends, as-well?
Ayan: Yes, Mom.

Mona: So, I also am just like them.
Ayan: Mom…
Mona: I am also just like your girlfriends.

Ayan: This is very normal, Mom. It is a part of life now.
Mona: Have you ever fingered any of them?
Ayan: Mom?!

Mona: Tell me.
Ayan: Yes, Mom.
Mona: All three have had your fingers inside their pussies?
Ayan: Yes, Mom.

Mona: Will you push your fingers inside mine, too?
Ayan: Mom…
Mona: Will you? I am just like them, right?
Ayan: You are not my girlfriend, Mom.

Mona: What if I was your girlfriend?
Ayan: Mom, stop. This is all too much for me. I need some time to take in all this.
Mona: You don’t have to be shy, Ayan. Not anymore.
Ayan: Please…

Mona: What is it that is bothering you? You still don’t think it was really me in that picture?
Ayan: It’s not that, Mom
Mona: You did not like my pussy? You don’t think my holes are worth your time? I can send you a close-up picture of my pussy if you want to have a better look.

Ayan: Please, that is not needed.
Mona: Why? Isn’t that normal too? Your girlfriends must have sent you tons of their pussy pictures. Why can’t I then?
Ayan: I just don’t know what to tell you I am still a little startled seeing you like that.

Mona: But, why? You have already seen pussies of other women. And, looking at what you have inside your pants, I am sure it is not just your 3 girlfriends who would have exchanged sleazy images with you. How many pussies have you seen, Ayan?

Ayan: I have been in any kind of sexual relationship with only these three girls, Mom. I don’t try to woo and bed women, Mom. I am not somebody like that.
Mona: Well, Okay. I know, my son. But, still. The size of your manhood It’s something so… Hhmmm, Let’s not talk about it again.

Ayan: Yes. Please.
Mona: Ayan You never told me much about the other two girls in your life. I have a clear picture of Ahaana and how things are between you two. Haha. Yes but, what about the other two? What were their names?
Ayan: Is that even important, Mom? I do not even talk to them now.

Mona: But, still, tell me their names You may not be talking to them. But I am sure you must be thinking of all the hot stuff you did with them
Ayan: Come on, Mom. I just don’t understand you.

Mona: Hahaha. What? That is also extremely normal To find gratification thinking about all the good times. But it’s okay if you don’t want to talk about it. Just tell me how the pussies of all your girlfriends looked
Ayan: Is that really needed, Mom?

Mona: Tell me, Ayan
Ayan: Why?
Mona: I just want to know.

Ayan: Mom. Okay! Ahaana has a rare, perfectly tight pussy.
Mona: Hahaha, I could guess that. And, neatly trimmed too. She definitely needed something special to demand your love. Hahaha. And what about the other two?

Ayan: Okay. As much as I enjoyed having my fingers inside the pussies of the other two girls, Viveka and Tiya, I often felt they had very loose pussies, that mostly looked ugly.
Mona: Hahaha. Oh, Ayan. Haha! That sounds so harsh. Poor those two. But it is definitely their fault that they could not make themselves useful for you. I still cannot believe they did not make you stretch their holes!

Ayan: Mom.
Mona: But. Ahaana, Viveka, Tiya All your girlfriends have such fancy names. It must be so much fun calling out their names during the act!
Ayan: Come-on, Mom.

Mona: Oh, please, I can just imagine how it would be. You must be giving Ahaana a lot of “Ahhh Yeaahhh Ahaanaaa Yeaahhhh!” And, Tiya must have got a lot of “Show Me Your Tight Tits Tiya!” Something tells me that Viveka is one of those “Suck My Dick You Shameless Cock Hungry Viveka Bitch!” type.

Ayan: Mom!
Mona: Hahaha. Am I right about your girlfriends?
Ayan: You only know their names, Mom

Mona: Maybe, I only know their fancy names But, nothing wrong in guessing what my son gave them! Hahaha.
Ayan: Those are not very fancy names, Mom.
Mona: Yeah? You don’t think so? Hhmmm. How do you like my name, Ayan? Mona feels so ordinary.
Ayan: No, Mom. Mona is such a nice name. It is the kind of name women of my generation have.

Mona: Haha, Ohh. I am glad my son thinks so.
Ayan: I always liked your name
Mona: And?
Ayan: And? What?

Mona: And What else do you think about your Mom? What do you think about your Mom’s …You know! And?
Ayan: Think about what, Mom? What is with this ‘AND’?
Mona: Just tell me, Ayan. And?
Ayan: And what, Mom?

Mona: And…
Ayan: What?!
Mona: Fine! What about your Mom’s pussy? What kind of pussy do you think I have?
Ayan: Mom…

Mona: Tell me, Ayan. How is my pussy?
Ayan: Mom.
Mona: Please, Ayan
Ayan: Err…Yours still looks very young, Mom. That is all I want to say.

Mona: Hahaha. Maybe because it is too early in the day. Just 6:50 AM Maybe that is why my aged pussy looks so young to my son
Ayan: It is only the face and skin that looks younger, and more vibrant in the mornings, Mom. All the other parts of our body stay the same, the whole day.

Mona: Hahaha. My dear son seems to have greatly liked my pussy Caring to defend the goodness, like how a hot-headed young lad would do when his lass’s modesty is in danger.
Ayan: That is not what I meant. I was only talking science, Mom.
Mona: Yeah?

Ayan: Yes!
Mona: Did you like my pussy, Ayan?
Ayan: Mom…
Mona: Tell me you like it. I know you do.

Ayan: Mom…
Mona: Say it, please!
Ayan: I like it, Mom.
Mona: Tell me you like my pussy.

Ayan: I like your pussy.
Mona: You can do it better. Please, Ayan
Ayan: I like your pussy, Mom!
Mona: Is it the best pussy you have ever seen?

Ayan: Mom, Please…
Mona: Tell me it is, Ayan! Tell me your mother’s pussy is the best you have ever seen!
Ayan: Your pussy is the best pussy I have ever seen, Mom!

Mona: Say that again! Tell me my pussy is better than Ahaana’s. Tell me your mother’s pussy is better than your girlfriend’s. Tell me your mother’s pussy is what you need. Tell me you want to stuff your big thick dick inside your mother’s pussy!

Ayan: Mom, Is this really you? I feel like I have been hit on the head. I feel like I am not able to think or react properly.

Ayan was typing another message when he received one more picture from his mother, Mona. A picture that changed everything, forever. Ayan had just been blessed with an image that showed his mother’s extremely charming face, thick, black wavy hair, and, most importantly, her completely naked body.

Her nighty that covered a little of her humility had happily disappeared this time around, and her 34-26-34 sized curvy body was exhibited in its full glory. Honestly, her lusty face was enough to make anybody die fapping to. The small yet very easily noticeable, black mole just above her thick pink lips, only made her more enticing.

While she was on the floor last time, she was standing, engaging in her erotic act this time. Her firm tits waited to be grabbed, groped, and loved, and she still had a good number of her fingers inside her twat, forcing her mouth wide open in ecstasy.
Ayan: Oh, Fuck!

It was Mona. It was definitely Mona now. It really was his mother. Her son had no more reason to doubt if it was his mother. And, he made sure he appreciated his mother’s special gesture. Ayan zoomed in on every inch of his mother’s tempting body as if his entire life depended on it.

He had never seen anything so attractive and anybody so beautiful. He could not stop admiring his mother’s bare self. Mona had lost control over herself long ago. She had been sexually taunting her son and pushing him to his limits. And, now, Ayan too had completely lost the very little amount of say he had on his ‘deeds’.

Ayan already knew how he wanted this conversation to end. He very well knew what he wanted once they were done exchanging texts. But, now, he also knew how badly he wanted it to begin.

To Be Continued.

I really hope you liked this story. Please do send me your feedback and comments on [email protected].

I was receiving several emails from the past few years. Sorry guys I couldn’t continue the second part as my system was sent to get repaired. I completely forgot to visit this site. Now I have got enough time due to lock down to continue Part 2.

Guys, I have promised the couple not to share their details with anyone and keep it secret. Still, you guys are asking me to provide contact details and address. I am sorry I have deleted the contact number the next day, as per their request. I cannot share their address as it is a matter of trust. Thank you!

Those who missed Part 1 can read it before reading this story.

Now coming to the story, before leaving Sneha’s (name changed) home, she served me lunch and gave her personal number. She asked me to stay for that night and book a ticket the next day. I reached the lodge and took a shower. I was thinking of all that happened.

I then got a call from her husband. He said to me that his wife was very happy. “You can stay for tonight with her, and you can book a ticket to Hyderabad tomorrow.”

I informed him I have already booked the ticket. “Your wife told me the same. I am going to stay tonight.”

He then wished me good luck and hung up the call. I took a bath around 9 PM. I had dinner at a nearby restaurant and started to her location. I reached before 10 PM. I passed the time and was waiting for her call. But I didn’t get any call. So I contacted her.

She said to me her son had not slept. Once he sleeps, she will call.  I have got a call from her after 10:30. She informed me to check outside if no one is there, then directly enter inside and close the doors. I did the same. I entered her house and closed the main door.

She was in a nighty and watching TV. I went to her and greeted her. She apologized for keeping me waiting for a longer time. I said it’s okay. Her son was lying on the floor and sleeping in the hall. She said, “No need to panic. He won’t wake up till morning. You come and have dinner.”

I said I ate just now only can’t eat anymore. She asked me to change into boxers and wait in the bedroom. I went into the bedroom and was lying on the bed. She said she will be back after 10 minutes. “I have to call my husband.”

I said okay and was waiting for her. Dumbest thing I have done. Last night I came into the general compartment without sleep. And before reaching her home, I roamed here and there that got me tired. I don’t know when I went into a deep sleep.

I woke up around 2:30AM and cursed myself that I missed a beautiful opportunity. I went into the hall, and she was sleeping next to her son. I woke her up and asked to come into the bedroom.

She came in, and I said, “I’m sorry. You should have woke me up.” She said, “I don’t want to disturb you. That’s why I didn’t wake you up.” I hugged her, and we both started kissing passionately. I lifted her and made her lie on the bed.

I then came on top of her again started kissing slowly caressed her boobs on top of the nighty. I undid my boxer and lifted her nighty up and inserted my penis in her pussy and started ramming her. I was kissing and fucking her for some time. We both cummed at the same time.

She went into the bathroom and came, and I went inside, cleaned, and came. By this time, she was completely naked lying on the bed. I went near her and lay beside her. She was telling about her personal details and how her house owner tried to seduce her and all.

In the meantime, we both were cuddling. She then went near my dick, and it was erected again. She was just teasing with tongue and started sucking it. I was lying, and she was on top of me doing the blowjob. I was really excited and asked her to lie down.

I started fucking her in missionary position, she kept her legs around my waist. I was continuously fucking her. In the afternoon and before the session, I came earlier. But this time I didn’t cum. She is asking me to stop it and leave home as it was almost 4:00 AM.

People who go for walking might roam. It will be difficult again to leave my house. But I was reluctant. I said, “But I didn’t ejaculate, and I am still feeling horny. Let me do it till I cum.” She didn’t listen. She requested me to dress up and leave.

I said it’s okay and then I wore my dress. I was about to leave, but she asked me to wait. She then brought 1500 Rs and was giving me. I rejected it. I said, “It’s okay. It was my first time, and I should be thankful to you to fulfill my desires.” But she didn’t listen.

She told me that her husband informed her to give it in the afternoon. But she held it so that she can give it when I come back in the night. She requested me to delete her personal number. I did the same in front of her. She kissed me and thanked me.

She told me that if there is any need in the future, “We will definitely contact you. We have your number.” she opened the main door and checked outside and asked me to leave immediately, I did the same.

This was one, and the only encounter that happened in my life to date. Now I am 30, still cherishing that moment.

Thank you, guys, for reading my story. If any female/woman interested in having any kind of short term/ one night stands/secret relationship can reach me at [email protected].

Hi friends. First of all, apologies for the long delay. Unfortunately, I got busy with some personal issues. Anyhow, I am here with the 5th part of the story, ‘Affair With Bangalore Housewife’. Those who haven’t read the earlier parts, please do so now so that you can enjoy this part completely.

Sonia had finally fixed our plans for the upcoming night. My next day passed with great anxiety. Throughout the day, I was just thinking about meeting Sonia in the night. Every hour was passing like a day because I was not even allowed to talk to her.

In the evening, I went shopping and bought some nice clothes for the occasion. I got ready, and around 9’o clock I left my room. I reached the medical shop and asked for KS. The guy smiled and gave me a packet of Kamasutra condoms.

I quickly got into an auto, and within half an hour, I was outside her building. My heart was beating fast. It was still 10 minutes to 10. I gave her a call, and she picked up. I told her I am outside her building.

She replied – Oh, god. You are here already. Come inside quickly.

I entered the building and reached her flat. Looked like she had just taken a bath. Her hair was wet and open. She said she needed some time to get ready and asked me to sit on the sofa in the hall.

I sat on the sofa, and she quickly entered the bedroom and locked it from inside. I sat there waiting with great impatience. Finally, after 15-20 minutes, she called me from inside – Rohan, please come.

My heart started beating fast, and I proceeded towards the bedroom. I opened the door. She was standing near the dressing table. I quickly closed the door and again turned towards her.

Her king-size bed was covered with rose petals. There were candles lit up on all corners of the room, and there were dim lights on the ceiling. It was a perfect ambiance for a wedding night.

And then, there she was wearing a bridal satin nighty. She had put light makeup. She had tied her hair loose, and in that purple nighty, she was looking like a queen.

With great excitement, I moved towards her. I pulled out a box from my pocket and sat on one knee in front of her. I opened the box. It was a diamond ring. She was amazed to see that. Then I proposed to her- Will you be mine for tonight?

She got emotional, and her eyes became a little wet. She looked at me, smiled, and nodded her head. I took her hand in mine. I put the ring on her finger and then planted a kiss on her hand. Then we stood up and came closer. I brought my face closer to her, and she closed her eyes in anticipation.

I just gently touched her lips with mine. But the effect was electric on both of us. We could no longer keep away and hugged each other. Oh god! What a feeling it was. The nightly she was wearing was so soft, and I could feel every curve of her body. She wanted to hug me tight, and I did exactly that.

I then put my lips on hers, and this time she was also not too shy. I started drinking honey from her lips, and our tongues rolled into each other. Yet again, I tasted her saliva, which was just amazing. My hands were rolling all over her. The touch of her soft body under that satin nighty was just mind-blowing.

I pulled her closer and hugged her so tight that an “Ouch” came out of her mouth. She blushed and, with a smile, lowered her eyes. Her cheeks were red like Kashmiri apples by now.

Then she said- Hum log yahin khade rahenge kya? (Will we keep standing here?)

I replied – Of course not, jaan. This is our wedding night, and the place where we should be is that bed. Jaan, you are so sweet. How well you have prepared this room, just like a suhagraat room.

She wanted to move towards the bed, but in a sudden move, I lifted her in my arms. God, she was heavy, but somehow, I managed to lift her. I laid her on the bed, and both of us were laughing.

I laid alongside her. She came closer to me and kissed me on my cheek and said- You are so romantic.

We again hugged. I took her in my arms and brought her over me. She was soft like silk, and I was feeling her soft body with my hands all over. Our lips got locked. What a passionate kiss it was!

We were sucking each others’ lips, and our tongues were rolling into each other. Then I came over her, and like this, we were rolling from this end to another end of the bed. After around 5 minutes, we broke our kiss.

I said- Oh, Sonia. You are so beautiful.

Sonia- Only beautiful?

Me- Beautiful, adorable, romantic, sexy, and what not, jaan!

S- Yeah, that is why I still have all my clothes on. (she gave a naughty smile)

It was an indication she wanted me to undress her. Without any delay, I removed the outermost gown of her nighty. Her arms were bare now. I could see a little of her cleavage. She was wearing her mangalsutra. She removed it and kept that aside.

We then again hugged, and I started kissing her all over. On her cheeks, lips, neck, and arms. Her arms were white as snow. They were fleshy and sexy as hell, and I kissed them again and again. I turned her around, and now her back was towards me.

I could see her huge bums poking outwards from the nighty. It was a sight to watch. I could not stop myself. I started kissing her neck, then came down to her back and then finally to her big poking ass. I put my hands on them and started kissing and biting from over the nighty.

They were so soft. Sonia was getting excited, and I could tell that by the movement of her body. She pulled me over her and started sucking my lips, and I hugged her tight.

S- I am still feeling very hot.

We naughtily smiled, looking at each other.

I said- Even I am feeling hot now.

She smiled and removed my clothes. I only had my underwear on now. Then I removed her nighty. She was just left in her undergarments now. She was lying there, and I was looking at her body. She was lying there with just her bra and panties on. The pair of this bridal bra and panty was also very sexy.

Her breasts were, of course, huge, and the bra was covering only half of her boobs and the nipples. She was snow white. The maroon color panty was v-shaped, and she had closed her legs as she was feeling shy. For 5 minutes, I was just looking at her beautiful and sexy body sitting there, doing nothing.

Finally, she broke the silence- Kya hua janu. Saari raat dekhte hi rahoge kya? (What happened. Will you just keep looking the whole night?)

Me- I wish I could do that. Your body looks so beautiful as if some artist has crafted it from marble stone.

She blushed at that praise. Then she held my hand and pulled me closer to her. We lay side by side and hugged each other, and for the first time, our bare bodies were touching. I can not express that feeling in words. She was like silk. We locked our lips, and my hands started feeling her silky body all over.

After a while, I was on top of her, and I started kissing her all over. Her cheeks, lips, shoulders, arms, and neck. I was lying on top of her, and our skins were kissing each other. I then shifted a little way down and started kissing below her throat.

I kept going down until I reached the valley that was formed by those 2 big mountains. I looked at her. She smiled and said, “Why don’t you remove this hurdle?” I smiled back and unhooked her bra. Within a second, her big melons were naked and out in the open.

Oh my god! I knew her boobs were huge, but I could never have thought that they were this huge. If you would like to see how big her melons were, I suggest you search for ‘Nadine Jansen’ on google. Sonia’s boobs were just like hers in both shape and size.

I was stunned to see their hugeness and beauty. They were too big that even my both hands could not cover even one of them. She was smiling at my condition. Then she held one of my hands and put it on one of her huge boobs. It was electrifying.

Those huge round and soft meatballs were so beautiful that in no time, my both hands were on them. I was now feeling them gently pressing them. Her dark black nipples were poking out and touching and fondling them was in itself an experience.

I then put both hands on her right boob and started squeezing it hard. I took its nipple in my mouth and started sucking on it. Sonia started to moan. I increased the pressure of my hands and started to bite softly on her nipples. Sonia was very aroused by now.

Sonia- Eat them janu. They are all yours.

One by one, I made love to her both boobs and her boobs and nipples turned red due to my excessive biting and sucking.

She smiled and said, “You seem really hungry. See what you have done to my boobs. They have turned red from white.

I replied- But I am thirsty as well, jaan.

She shyly said- Then what are you waiting for? Go down and quench your thirst as much you want.

I started going down, kissing her all through my way. Her legs were long, fleshy, and milky white. I was mesmerized by their beauty and started feeling them with my hands and lips. After that, I folded her legs and opened them. And there it was. Her sexy maroon panty.

Oh god! It had such a big wet spot in the center. My lovemaking to her boobs had got her really excited. I entered between her legs and started looking at her panty and that wet spot. Her milky fleshy inner thighs and the wet panty which looked like swollen at the center were inviting me so badly.

But I was mesmerized by that sight and kept looking. Finally, she said, “Come on, janu.” I put both hands on the side of her panty, and she adjusted herself by lifting her butts. I pulled the panty out of her legs and opened it.

Oh god, it was so wet from inside. I sniffed over her panty and then kissed at the wet spot, and while doing so, I looked into her eyes. Sonia blushed and lowered her eyes.

I kept the panty aside and again got back between her legs. But now she was not opening them. I tried to pull them apart, but she was feeling very shy in opening them.

I looked at her and said- Jaan, I m thirsty. Please give me access to that honeypot of urs.

She said- Mujhe bohut sharm aa rahi hai. (I am feeling very shy.)

I came up and hugged her, and locked my lips with her. She was completely naked now. I only had underwear on which was making a big tent due to high excitement. As we hugged, I could feel her fully naked softness while she could feel the touch of the tent in my underwear.

Our bodies were now mingled completely, our lips were locked, and we were rolling on the bed from one end to the other. Then I came over her and started fondling and squeezing and kissing and biting and sucking on her boobs and nipples.

Sonia moaned. I kept making love to her boobs until she said, “Ok, janu, ok. You may go down now.”

That was what I had been waiting for! What did I do after that? You can read it in the next part. But don’t forget to give your feedback and suggestions to [email protected].

Ek subah mujhe apne ek friend ka call aya. Uski awaz mein kuch seriousness tha aur usne pucha, “Tera teri behan ki taraf kuch dhyan hai kya?” Maine kaha, “Ha hai. Par aisa kyu bol rahe ho?” To usne kaha, Tum gaon aao aur khud hi dekh lo.” Itna bol kar usne phone rakh diya.

Yaha se kahani ki shuruwat hoti hai. To sabse pahle apko mere bare mein aur meri behan ki bare mein batata hu. Mainera naam Rohit hai age 25 good looking hu. I know apko mujh mein koi interest nahi hai.

Meri behan ka naam Guddi hai, jiski age 19 hai. Har gaon ki gori ki tarah uska badan bhi bhara hua hai. Guddi ka rang gora hai aur uska figure 32-30-32 hai. Uski gand ekdam gol gol hai aur thodi bahar aayi hui hai. Uske boob abhi jawan ho rahi ladki tarah ekdam tight aur mast bade hai.

To kahani par aata hu. Agle din main gaon ke liye nikal pada. Gaon mein uss waqt bhajan ka karyakram chal rahe the. Hamare gaon mein har saal ek week ke liye bhajan aur dusare dharmik karyakram bade joro shoro se hote hai. Aur iss bhajan ke liye dusre gaon se kuch maharaj log aate hai.

Jaise hi main gaon pohocha sabse pahle apne us dost se milne gaya jisne mujhe call kiya tha. Usne mujhe bola, “Kal sham ko jab bhajan chal raha hoga to aa jana. Waha aur apni behan par najar rakhna.” Mujhe kuch samajh mein nahi aa raha tha. Fir bhi agle din mein taiyyar ho kar mandir pohocha.

Waha sab karyakram shuru hona baki tha fir bhi Guddi aur uski ek saheli waha pohoch kar apni jagah par baith chuki thi. Ab dhire dhire logo ki bhid hone lagi. Maine dekha ki Guddi aaj jara saj dhaj kari thi aur uske chehra kuch jyada khila hua tha. Woh apni friend ke sath has has kar baat kar rahi thi.

Ab bhajan shuru ho chuka tha. To mere uss dost ne ankh maar kar mujhe Guddi par dhyan dene ke liye kaha. Maine dekha ki Guddi ab jyada has rahi thi aur kisi ko ghure ja rahi thi. Pahle mujhe samajh nahi aa raha tha woh dekh kise rahi hai. Maine bhid mein dekhne ka try kar raha tha ki woh kisse dekh rahi hai.

Thodi samay baad mujhe pata chala ki woh kise dekh ke muskara rahi hai. Ye jankar mein chouk gaya ki woh ek ‘Maharaaj’ ko dekh rahi thi jo bhajan kar raha tha baki logo ke sath. Dono ek dusre ke taraf dekh rahe the aur galo hi galo mein has rahe the. Aur Guddi ki friend usko chida rahi thi.

To sabse pahle mein apko uss maharaj ke bare mein bata deta hu. Ek ladka tha jiska age lagbhag 23-24 thi aur dikhne mein gora aur good looking tha. Ye sab pata chalne par maine apne dost ki taraf dekha confirm karne ke liye ki woh wahi ladka hai to usne gardan hila kar haa kaha ki.

Ha uska aur teri behan ka kuch chal raha hai. Mujhe andar se bohut ajeeb feel ho raha tha. Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekhte rahe aur dono maze le rahe the. Aur itna hua aur us raat ka bhajan khatam ho kar sab log apne apne ghar wapas aa gaye.

Mujhe raat ko neend nahi aa rahi thi. Mujhe baar baar woh scene yaad aa raha tha jaha woh maharaj aur Guddi ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar maze le rahe the. Main dusre din ka intezar karne laga. Dusre din sham ko main mandir kuch jaldi pohocha aur dekha Guddi bhi apni friend ke sath waha pahoch chuki thi.

Aaj Guddi kuch alag lag rahi thi. Halka makeup kiya tha aur salwar kurti pehan kar waha aayi thi. Aaj uske boob aur gand bhi tight lag rahe the. Aur ab tak sab log waha bhajan ke liye pohoch chuke the. Woh maharaj bhi waha aa chuka tha aur Guddi aur uska hawas bhara safar shuru hua.

Dono ek dusre ki taraf dekh kar has rahe the aur ishara kar rahe the. Is sabka maza Guddi ki friend aur dusre maharaj le rahe the. Thode samay baad maharaj ne Guddi ko ishara kiya kuch aur woh waha se nikal gaya. Thodi der baad Guddi aur uski friend bhi mandir se nikal gaye.

Mujhe kuch daal mein kala dikha aur main bhi waha se nikal gaya aur tino ko dhundne laga. Thoda time dhundne ke baad maine dekha mandir ke piche Guddi, uski friend aur maharaj batein kar rahe the. Thodi der baad Guddi ki friend thodi baju hui aur ab waha sirf maharaj aur Guddi the.

Andhera tha kuch aur mauka dekh kar maharaj ne Guddi ko apne baho mein liya. Aur Guddi bhi uski bahon mein samaa gayi bade araam se. 5- 10 minute baad maharaj ne Guddi ke ankhon mein dekha aur apne hoth Guddi ke hoth par rakh diye. Shayad Guddi bhi uske pyar mein pagal thi.

Ab dono ek dusre ke hotho ko pagalo ki tarah chusne lage. Ek 19 saal ki ladki aur 24 ka maharaj dono pagal hokar ek dusre ko chum rahe the. Mauka dekh kar maharaj ne apne dono hath Guddi ke gand par rakh diye. Shayad Guddi ko kisi mard ka pahali baar touch hua tha.

Maharaj bhi ek kali ki gand ko buri tarah ragad raha tha. 15-20 minute dono ek dusre se alag hue kyunki ab bhajan ka samay hone wala tha. Guddi aur uski friend fir wapas aayi. Kuch samay baad bhajan khatam hua aur sab log wapas aa gaye. Ab bhajan ka ek week ka kal last din tha.

Aap sabhi logo ki tarah mein bhi kal ka intejaar karne laga kyunki kal kuch bada hone wala tha. Agli shaam Guddi sleeveless kurti aur salwar pehan kar waha pohoch chuki thi. Sath mein uski friend bhi thi. Bhajan shuru ho chuka tha aur mera pura dhyaan meri chhoti behan Guddi par tha.

Fir un dono ka ankho ankho mein pyaar shuru ho chuka tha. Us din maharaj ne jyada time nahi jane diya aur jaldi se Guddi ko chalne ka ishara kiya. Guddi bhi jaise taiyyar thi aur woh bhi waha se apne friend ke sath nikal gayi. 5 minute baad main bhi unka hawas bhara khel dekhne nikal gaya.

Jab main waha pohocha to dekha school ke paas ek jagah thi waha Guddi ki friend ruki thi. Par maharaj aur Guddi dikh nahi rahe the. Mujhe kuch ajeeb laga. Main bhi school ke piche se dekhne gaya aur mujhe jyada intezar nahi karna pada.

Maine dekha school ke thode andar dono ek dusre ki baho mein samaa chuke the. Maharaj ne dhoti aur shirt pahan rakha tha. Dono ek dusre ko kiss kar rahe the ya kha rahe the samajh mein nahi aa raha tha. Aur Guddi kuch jyada pagal ho chuki thi.

Kyunki maharaj ne apna ek hath Guddi ke boob par aur ek hath uski gand par rakha tha. Dono ko pagal ki tarah masal raha tha. Guddi ne apni ankhon ko band kar rakha tha. Mujhe bhi maza aa raha tha meri 19 saal ki behan ko ek mard ki bahon mein Randi ki tarah maze lete hue.

Maharaj ne agli chal chali aur apna ek hath Guddi ke chut par rakh diya. Guddi ko jaise shock laga ho aur uske pair kapne lage. Aur meri chhoti behan ki chut ko masal raha tha. Guddi bhi usse sath de rahi thi apni kamar age kar kar. 10 minute baad dono alag hue aur ek dusre ki hawas bhari najron se dekhne lage.

Maharaj ne Guddi ko school ke farsh par lita diya. Aur ek hi jhatke mein Guddi ki salwar aur kurti nikal fek di. Guddi ab sirf bra aur panty mein thi. Par maharaj ko samay ka accha istemaal karna atta tha. Shayad usne bra panty mein samay gawaya nahi aur uski bra aur panty bhi nikaal fek thi.

Ab meri chhoti Guddi ek mard ke samne nangi thi. Maine dekha mohini ke boob jo abhi abhi bade ho rahe the. Woh ekdam tight the aur uski chut bhi mere samne the. Gaon mein rahne ke karan Guddi ki chut par baal the aur Guddi ki armpit mein bhi baal the.

Maharaj ke masalne ke karan Guddi ki chut se pani nikal chuka tha jo chut ke balon mein fas chuka tha. Guddi ka nanga badan ekdam gora tha. Guddi ki najar sidhe maharaj ke ankhon mein thi aur usse bula rahi thi jaise. Maharaj ne waqt nahi gawaya.

Usne Guddi ke boob par hamala bol diya aur uske boob ko masalne laga. Maharaj ke chehre par 19 saal ke boob milne ki khushi saaf dikh rahi thi. Maharaj Guddi ke boob ko paglo ki tarah kaat raha tha aur Guddi uske katne se madhosh ho rahi thi.

Woh bhi maharaj ka sir apne seene se daba rahi thi. Maharaj ne Guddi ki hatho ko uthaya aur Guddi ki balo wali armpit ki khusboo le ne laga. Ye mere liye bhi ajeeb aur mast tha. Usne Guddi ki armpit mein apna muh daal diya aur chatne laga tha.

Ab maharaj pagal ho chuka tha usne apna lund nikala aur Guddi ke hath mein diya. Guddi se pahle mujhe dar laga kyunki maharaj ka lund bohut bada tha. Kyunki Guddi chhoti thi usse lund chusna nahi ata tha ye maharaj janta tha. Isliye usne Guddi ko lund hilane ko kaha.

Guddi apne chhote hatho se uska lund hilane lagi aur maharaj ka lund taiyaar tha 19 age ki virgin chut mein jane je liye. Guddi bhi taiyyar thi apna pahala lund chut mein lene ke liye. Maharaj ne pahle Guddi ki balo wali chut par thuk lagai. Thuk aur Guddi ke pani ke karan uski chut chamak rahi thi.

Guddi ki chut gulabi bhi thi. Maharaj ne apna lund Guddi ki chut par set kiya aur Guddi ki ankhon mein dekh kar muskara diya. Maharaj ne pahla zatka mara aur meri 19 saal ki behan jhatpata padi aur uske ankhon se assu aa gaye. Abhi to sirf maharaj ka topa andar gaya tha.

Meri virgin behan ki chut se thoda khoon aya. Aur Guddi ki muh se, “Mummy mar gayi,” ki awaz aa gayi. Guddi ko shant karne ke liye maharaj ne usse kiss kiya aur uski awaz daba di. Guddi shant hone ke baad maharaj ne ek aur jhatka mara. Ab maharaj ka pura lund Guddi ki baalo wali chut mein chala gaya.

Ab shayad Guddi tayar thi. Maharaj ne ab jhatke marna shuru kiya uski kamar aage piche ho rahi thi. Guddi ne apna hath maharaj ki peeth par kas kar rakha tha. Shayad abhibhi usse dard ho raha tha par dard ke aage hawas jeet rahi thi. Guddi bhi maze le rahi thi.

Maharaj Guddi ki gand bhi bich bich mein daba raha tha aur uski armpit bhi smell kar raha tha. Maharaj ki jhatko ke karan Guddi ke muh se ‘Aahh’ ki awaze aa rahi thi jo mujhe pagal kar rahi thi. Aur udhar maharaj bhi pagal woh rahe the.

Bohut jhatko ke baad aab maharaj ka pani chhutane wala tha. Usne Guddi ke kam umar ka fayda uthakar pura pani uske chut mein chhod diya jisse Guddi bhi shant hui. Maharaj ne thodi der baad apna lund bahar nikala. Guddi ki chut se abhibhi pani tapak raha tha aur uske chehre par khushi ki jhalak thi.

Maharaj ne apni dhoti thik ki aur waha se chala gaya jaise kuch hua nahi. Aur main bhi waha se nikal gaya. Dusre din bhajan ka karyakram khatam ho chuka tha to sab maharaj apne gaon chale gaye the. Is tarah meri behan ka pahla pyar adhura raha.

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Hi everyone, this is Shelly for you. I am here to narrate one of my personal experiences. I am a 45 years old married lady with 2 kids. My elder daughter Swathy is married and settled in Bangalore whereas my younger daughter is still studying. My native is Kerala but we are settled in Gujarat as my husband is into government service.

I will describe my experience in a bit detail as its my real experience, I want to describe the events in detail.

My daughter got married, I was so happy that she got married. Her husband Rahul is a nice guy and they both are into IT field. Swathy is a bit chubby kind. Rahul is not from a good financial background, but we liked him so much as he is well educated and well-mannered. After marriage, she got settled in Bangalore.

They hardly use to visit us as they were busy with work. I had a good attachment with my son-in-law as he use to call me daily. It was like I use to talk to him more than my daughter.

I came to know that their relationship was not going well, so I just planned to visit Bangalore and stay with them for a few days and that changed my life forever.

I started living with them. My daughter was very irresponsible in everything. She didn’t care anything. She was so rude like her father and she didn’t even care for physical relationship too.

I had a good relationship with my son-in-law that we both didn’t realize when it turned to love. I started taking care of households, doing everything possible.

I started going out with my young son-in-law for shopping and outing as my daughter was always busy. Things started to change between us. We were getting more close. He used to share everything with me.

Our relationship was getting stronger. He used to call me while in office too and we talked a lot. I was not aware to where it was leading to. My SIL use to come late from office, and by that time, my daughter will be asleep. When Rahul comes, I will be serving him food.

Our attachment was getting more stronger day by day. I didn’t know that I was slowly taking my daughter’s place. Unknowingly, I was competing with her for impressing him and slowly, my son-in-law too was getting more into me.

Rahul started encouraging me into modern wears and slowly, I started changing my outfits. Rahul bought me jeans, top, short skirts, t-shirts and all. (I am beautiful and attractive with good assets, my figure is 34B-28-35 , so I was looking sexy in those dresses.)

We were going together always and Swathy was not bothering us. One day, he took me for a date like movie, dinner and outing. That day, my son-in-law expressed his feelings to me.

Rahul: I want to talk to you something.

Me: Yes Rahul, tell me.

Rahul: Shelly, I am in love with you.

I was a bit shocked due to his sudden proposal. I was surprised by his boldness that he was calling me by name. But it was like I didn’t know what to say! Deep in my heart, I too loved my son-in-law, but I couldn’t accept as he was my daughter’s husband and it may complicate things.

Me: Rahul, behave yourself! Don’t talk like this!! I am like your mom. How can you talk like this.

Rahul: Shelly, I love you. I cannot accept you as mother-in-law or mom. I love you sincerely and I know you too love me.

I was admiring his guts to speak out boldly. Most of the love failures occurs as guys don’t express it. I was getting touched by his boldness. I was confused, I know if I accept it may create a disaster. It may affect Swathy’s life too.

Me: Rahul, please stop this. I don’t want to talk anymore on this. Swathy loves you and you should take good care of her

I knew deep in my heart that I didn’t mean any word that I said to him. I too loved him, but to avoid issues I told him all that.

Things went on smoothly and time was passing by. But he never stopped loving and expressing that to me. I too was falling more and more for my daughter’s husband.

Our relationship was going more forward. One day, Rahul came very late and Swathy was asleep. I served him food, we had some life changing moments that day.

Rahul: Shelly, is Swathy asleep?

By the time he made it a habit to call me by name. I too started liking it and our relationship was more into friendship and not like mom-in-law and son-in-law.

Me: Yes Rahul, Swathy has slept.

Rahul: Shelly, you look cute in this nighty. I will buy you some good night dress. It will look good on you.

Me: Ohh, thanks Rahul.

My son-in-law came near to me, held my hands and hugged me tightly.

Rahul: Shelly, my sweet heart. No need of thanks, it is my duty towards my lover. Love you so much!

My SIL then kissed me on my forehead. I was fully locked in his arms. He moved his right hand towards my ass. He started pressing my ass slowly. I was so excited, but I was resisting too! I knew that deep inside me, I wanted this a lot.

I was getting out of control. Rahul then kissed me on my lips. My body wanted him at that moment.

Me: Rahul.. no.. please stop this. This is not right. Please rahul leave me..

Rahul: Shelly, come on, don’t act like this. I know you love me. You need a lover like me.

My daughter’s husband then placed his lips on mine and started kissing me. He was pressing my ass and I was getting more wet and excited. Slowly, I stopped resisting and started enjoying his touches. I couldn’t judge his love morally, I was in the moment. I was kissing him back. I had lost my senses in all ways.

Rahul: Shelly, I love you..

Me: I love you too, Rahul..

Rahul lifted me to the bedroom. He closed the door and threw me on the bed. I realized that there was no turning back. I was completely crazy for my son-in-law.

He removed my nighty completely. I was in my undergarments. I was so crazy that I didn’t feel any shame being on bed with my son in law. I was completely wet and horny.

Rahul unhooked my bra and freed my melons. He started pressing my boobs and I was excited like hell! He started licking my nipples. By then, I was completely under his control. I was moaning like anything.

My son-in-law was giving me the best foreplay of my life. I forgot that I was married, I forgot that I was a mother of 2 kids, I forgot that he was my daughter’s husband.

The only thing in my mind was that I was a woman who loves him so much and it was my duty to give him the physical bond. The most beautiful part of our love, our affair and our relationship. A woman can never back out from this moment.

My body was on fire, Rahul was giving me utmost pleasure. I was moaning hard. He placed his hands on my panty. He slid his fingers inside and pulled it down. I was stark naked in front of him. I closed my eyes in ultimate shame, I couldn’t face him.

I thought he will proceed. But he wanted me to enjoy the moment and realize his passion towards me.

Rahul: Shelly, my sweetheart, open your eyes..

Me: No Rahul, please, I can’t. I am feeling so much of shame.

Rahul: Shelly, if you love me, open your eyes. You need to fully accept me as your man.

I opened my eyes as I loved him. My son-in-law went down my body. He placed his lips on my womanhood. I was shivering in pleasure. He started licking my pussy lips. His tounge was moving through my clit. I was moaning in pleasure. With each touch, I was saying, “I love you, Rahul” and he was responding, “I love you, Shelly”.

We were in our beautiful peak of love. I started cumming due to pleasure. He tasted everything like a real man.

We both were up for the real thing. He took his tool outside, it was so big and completely erect.

Rahul: Shelly, from this moment, everything is going to change. You are my woman from now.

Me: Rahul, I love you. Please make me your woman. I can’t live without your love. Rahul, I love you..

My son-in-law inserted his tool slowly inside me. I was so excited. Due to his big size, I was feeling pain and pleasure. I started screaming and moaning. He fully pushed and started pumping me. I was completely in heaven. With each push, I started supporting him. In between, I came 3 times.

After a long time of continuous pumping, he was about to come.

Rahul: Shelly, I am cumming. I love you, Shelly..

Me: I love you, Rahul.

He came a lot as floods. I was completely exhausted. Subsequently, we had 2 more rounds of sex that night. It was the most memorable night of my life.

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