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Narrated By Swati

Papa ke sath meri badmashi bhari khel mein mujhe kaafi maza aa raha tha. Jiss tarah se maine unki chupi niyat ke sath kheli, usme mujhe ek ajeeb si masti mill rahi thi. Waise bhi mardo ko tarsaane wali khel mein to main mahir hi thi.

Meri t-shirt poori geeli thi pani girne se. Meri nipple to mano nokili hokar t-shirt phadne wali thi. Saaf tha ki papa ko mere boobs ki akar t-shirt par dikh rahi thi.

Main unke samne khadi hokar boli: Kitna over baaki hai?

Papa: Abhi to second inning shuru hi hua hai. 1 over hi hua hai. 19 baaki hai.

Main uth kadi hui aur unhe dekh nadaan banti hui boli: Tab to abhi bohut time hai khel khatm hone mein. Aur agar main is geeli t-shirt mein rahi to shayad bukhar ho jaye.

Meri baat sun papa mujhe aankh phaad kar dekhne lage. Shayad woh soch rahe the ki kahi main unke samne apni t-shirt na utaar pheku. Main unhe dekh muskurati hui palti. Aur kamar lachkati hui apni choti skirt se jangho ki achi pradarshan karti hui apne kamre ko chal padi.

Room jakar darwaza band ki aur apni t-shirt nikal pheki. Halmari se doosri t-shirt nikali aur use pehan li. Waise to meri skirt zyada gili nahi hui thi. Lekin kuch zyada sochi nahi aur skirt khol pheki aur ek panty pehankar papa ke armano ke sath khelne nikal gayi.

Papa TV ke taraf dekh rahe the aur unhe pata nahi chala ki main unke paas aa gayi. Jaise hi TV ki roshni mein unhe mere paas hone ka ehsaas hua to woh meri taraf dekhe. Fir unki aankhe phati ki phati rah gayi. Main unke samne sirf t-shirt aur panty mein khadi thi.

T-shirt itni bhi badi nahi thi, woh sirf meri naavi se thodi neeche tak ki lambaayi ki thi. Isse unhe meri panty saaf dikh rahi thi. Mere paas lambi wali t-shirt to thi par achcha hua ki mere hath ye lagi.

Main: Kya hua? Aap aise kyu dekh rahe hai?
Papa: Nahi kuch… Achanak aayi to ghabra gaya.
Main: Kyu? Aapko kya laga ki bhoot aa gaya? Ha ha ha!

Papa: Nahi woh nahi… Tumari skirt kaha gayi?
Main: Woh to maine nikal di, gili thi.
Papa: To doosri pehanlo na.

Main: Woh… Baki sab washing machine mein hai. Dhone ke liye dali to thi par on karna bhool gayi.
Papa: Hmm hmm… Theek hai theek hai.

Main tab apni t-shirt ki nichle hisse se apni panty chupati hui boli: Ye ek hi dhuli hui t-shirt mili woh bhi choti nikli.
Papa gale se thook ka niwala gatakte hue bole: Haa… Haan woh to hai.

Main fir bacho ki tarah hasti hui papa ke bagal mein baithi aur boli: Waise bhi koi to hai nahi to fir koi problem nahi.

Main aise baithi ki meri nangi janghe unke payjame ke upar se unki jangho ko ragadti hui chipak gayi. Fir apni taang samne ki table par seedhi rakh kar baith unke sath match dekhne lagi. Kuch der ke liye sannata hi chha gaya. Papa ke to mano maine bolti hi band kar di thi.

Itne mein papa bole: Aaj kya hua tum yaha aa gayi. Hamesha to apne room se nikalti bhi nahi ho.

Main ye to kah nahi sakti thi ki papa ko tarsane ka khel khelne aayi hu. To boli: Woh aaj mummy nahi haina. Warna hamesha unka kitir pitir laga rahata hai.

Main unki baah ko pakad unke kandhe par apna sar rakh aage boli: Aap maa jaisi nahi ho, usi liye aa gayi.

Aise unke baah ko apne hath mein li to meri boob se unka baazu chipak gaya. Woh bole: Haan kabhi kabhi tumhari maa zyada bol deti hai.
Main: Kabhi kabhi kya? Jab dekho zyada hi bolti hai. Aapko unke alawa koi aur nahi mili kya?

Papa hasne lage aur mere sar pe apne doosre hath se sahlate hue bole: Ha ha ha! Are pagli agar tumhari maa se shadi nahi karta to tum kaha se hoti yaha.
Main: Ho hi nahi sakta.

Papa: Kya nahi ho sakta?
Main: Ki apne mummy se shadi ki to main hui.
Papa: Are! Ye kya bol rahi ho?

Main: Aur nahi to kya. Mummy kitni boring hai. Adarsh, tameez, bhakti, pooja, ye woh woh ye, ufff. Aur mujhe dekho.
Main jab boli ki mujhe dekho to unki nazar seedhi TV ki roshni mein chamakti meri chikni jangho par gayi.

Tab main unka chehra pakad apne taraf dekhati hui unko boli: Offo papa waha nahi yaha mujhe dekho.
Mere aise bolne par woh thode ghabra gaye aur mujhe dekh bole: Haan haan dekha.

Main: Kya dikha? Kya mujhe dekh aisa kuch bhi hai jo unse milti hai?
Papa: Ab main isme kya bolu?
Main: Meri aadat unse nahi milti. Meri shakal unse nahi milti aur to aur ye dekho.

Itna kahti hui main sofe se uthi aur unke samne apni kamar par hath rakh khadi ho gayi. Unke samne bas ek choti t-shirt aur panty mein khadi unhe apni tange poora khule aam dikhati hui boli: Meri figure bhi unse nahi milti. Dekho. Milti hai kya.

Papa mujhe upar se neeche hadbadate hue 2 bar dekhe par mano gale se awaaz nahi nikal rahi thi.
Main: Boliyena. Kya meri figure maa jaisi hai?

Main turant palat gayi. Unko apna pechla hisa dikhati hui sar mudakar unhe dekh boli: Dekhiye aur boliye, lagti hu kya unke jaisi.
Papa himat laga kar apne gale se awaaz nikal bole: Ok ok mana nahi lagti ho ab baitho idhar wapas.

Main: Hmm to ab bataiye kya main unki beti hu?
Papa: Aise nahi bolte. Woh bas tumko lekar bohut chinta mein rahti hai. Tum nahi samjhogi abhi.

Main: Haan haan, apne pahle bhi yahi kaha tha.
Papa mere naak ko apni ungli se dabate hue laad se bole: Jab tumhari bhi tumhare jaisi ek shaitaan beti hogi tab samjhogi tum.

Mien: Acha to main shaitaan hu?
Papa: Ha ha ha! Aur nahi to kya, shaitaan ki amma ho tum.
Main unki hath ko chiti katti hui boli: Us hisab se to aap shaitaan ke nana hue, ha ha ha!

Hum dono hasne lage aur unki jis hath par cheeti kaati use lekar uski hatheli apni jangh par rakhi aur chiti kaati jagah ko sahlane lagi. Par ye to mera masoomiyat bhara bahana tha. Unke hath ko meri jaangh par rakhne ki. Main kuch aage boli nahi naa hi woh apna hath hataye.

Thodi der ke liye firse chuppi ho gayi aur fir main boli: Waise papa.
Papa: Offo, firse shuru.
Main: Aapne mummy ke sath milkar mujhe banaya kaise?
Papa: Ma… matlab. Banaya kaise matlab?

Main: Matlab ki woh itni dharmik type, unke sath hua kaise.
Papa: Ki… kya hua kaise.
Main: Offo, kuch nahi.
Papa: Tum pagal ho gayi ho. Jakar so jao.

Main: Main pagal nahi. Aap buddhe ho gaye ho.
Papa: Achcha, main buddha?
Main: Aur nahi to kya.
Papa: Kyu maine aisa kya kiya.

Main: Kuch pooch to apko samajh to aata nahi. Buddho wale vichaar ho gaye hai aapke. Mummy ne apka bhi dimaag kharab kar diya apne sath.
Papa: Kya poochi tum, poocho.
Main: Yahi ki apne maa ke sath milkar kiya kaise.

Papa: Dekho tum ye sab mujhse nahi pooch sakti beta.
Main: Kyu? To aur kisse poochu? Kisi aur se pooch loon?
Papa: Nahi! Kisi se nahi. Aur humne kuch nahi kiya. Tum to hame aasmaan se mili thi.

Main seedhe unke muh dekh boli: Offo papa, main 2 class ki bachi nahi hu. Mujhe bhi pata hai bache kaise hote hai. Huh!

Jhoota gussa dikhati hui main turant unke god mein rakhi takiya kheech kar hatadi. Jaise hi takiya hata, takiye ke neeche daba unka lund payjame mein tankar zor ka jhatka de mara. Woh hadbada gaye use chupane ke liye.

Lekin maine unhe maoka nahi diya. Aur seedhe apna sir unki god mein theek lund ke paas rakh masoomiyat ka jhoota rang dikhati hui sofe par TV dekhti hui laet gayi. Papa ki majboori thi ki woh kuch na kar sakte the na bol sakte the aur iska main maze se fayda utha rahi thi.

Mere sar ke neeche unka sakt lund daba hua tha aur unke na chahte hue bhi halke jhatke maar raha tha. Main bas naadan si bachi bani TV dekhti rahi aur mann hi mann muskurati bhi.

Papa: Neend aa rahi hai to andar jake so jao beta.
Main: Naah, nahi aa rahi.
Main apne sar se halka dabaaw unke payjame mein chupe lund par deti hui aage boli: Ab to aayegi bhi nahi mujhe.

Papa ghabrate hue bole: Matlab! Kyu nahi aayegi?
Main: Matlab ki match dekhte haina. Neend kyu aayegi.
Papa: Haan… Haan haan! Match hmm!

Itne mein papa thoda araam lete hue apna ek hath neeche mere kandhe par rakhe. To woh main turan pakad kar apne seene se lagali. Par nadaan bachi ke tarah unka hath pakad kar seene se lagana bhi bahana hi tha. Aise karke maine unka haath seedhe apni t-shirt ke upar se apni boob par rakh di.

Unke lund ne mere sar ke neeche ek aur halka jhatka mara. Main samajh gayi ki unki uttejna par ek aur chot lag gayi. Thodi der baad maine unka hath apne boob par chor apne sar ke neeche rakh araam se laet gayi. Ab meri hatheli mere sar aur unke lund ke beech mein thi.

Mere haateli par unke sakt lund ka sparsh ache se ho rahi thi. Ab jakar pahli baar mujhe unke lund ke akaar ka sahi anubhav ho rahi thi. Papa ki to mano saans hi atak gayi thi. Shayad woh koshish mein the ki unka lund kahi zyada zor ke jhatke naa mare.

To main bhi kuch kam nahi, maine apni uss hatheli ke anghute ko kaafi dheere se hilana shuru ki. Mano jaise jaan kar nahi, bas meri ungliya machal rahi ho khudse. Anghute ko dheere se hilati hui jab main unke sakt lund ko payjame ke upar se sahlaayi. Touske asar se unka hath mere boob ko halke se daba gaya.

Samajh gayi ki papa ke tan badan mein mere harkat se current doud rahi thi. Dheere dheere anghute se main unke lund ko sahlati rahi aur unki ungliya bhi meri boob par waise hi dheere dheere sahlane lagi. Ek pal aisa aaya jab mere anguthe ki naakhun maine unke lund par halke se daba kar chubha di.

Woh meri boob ko thodi aur zoor se daba gaye. Main kuch nahi boli. Isse ab unko bhi pata tha ki agar woh meri boob ko dabaye to main dhyan nahi dungi. Iske baad shuru hua hum dono ka chuparustam khel.

Main apne aghute se unko uttejit karti hui unka lund sahlati aur woh meri boob dabate hue mujhe. Har baar pichle baar se thoda zyada. Meri nipple sakt hoti hui t-shirt se unke hath par chubne lagi. Woh use maze se sahlane lage.

Meri anghute ki bhi badmashi bhari machlahat bad chuki thi. Iska asar unke lund par ache se ho raha tha. Ab unka lund meri hatheli par jhatko pe jhatke maar raha tha. Aur ab aisa lag nahi raha tha ki woh use rokne ki koi koshish bhi kar rahe ho.

Aise hi thodi der ke baad baaki ungliyo se unke lund ke akaar ko dabane bhi lagi. Wahi papa bhi ab apne hath ki ungliya mere t-shirt par tani nipple ko tatolne lagi. Nadaani ka khel ab sirf main nahi woh bhi khel rahe the. Aur isme yakeenan mere saath ab unhe bhi maza aa raha tha.

Soch hi rahi thi ki ab aage kaise bade ki tabhi ek wicket giri. Mujhe to pata bhi nahi ki kaonsi team khel rahi hai aur kaonsi jeet rahi hai. Bas maoka mila aur main unke lund ko zor se dabati hui “Yeah!” bol padi. Woh saham uthe aur sath hi unki ungliyo ne mere nipple par kahar barsa di.

T-shirt ke upar se hi unhone badle mein meri nipple ko achi khasi nichod dali. Dard aur masti ka current meri nipple se hoti hui mere budan mein daud gayi . Par ab na hi main unke lund se pakad chor rahi thi na hi woh mere nipple se. Kuch second hum dono aise hi rahe aur fir dheel dene lage.

Par iske baad se meri hatheli unke lung ko aur thoda zor se daba aur sahla rahi thi aur woh bhi wahi kar rahe the meri nipple ke sath. Sach bataun to sab itna dheere ho raha tha. Agar ye mere papa na hote to inka lund lekar mein ab tak apne muh mein le leti.

Aur shayad woh bhi soch rahe honge ki agar main unki beti na hoti to ab tak woh mujhe patak kar chodna shuru kar dete. Uttejna ki aag hum dono mein bhadak rahi thi. Par saiyam koi khona nahi chahta tha. Main nahi chahti thi ki main unke samne itni gir jaun aur na hi woh ye chahte the.

Is ek karan hum dono hi apne apne kaabu mein sab kar rahe the. Thodi der yahi hua aur fir main apni doosri hath apne paet ke paas le gayi. Aur apni t-shirt uthakar apni paet khujlane lagi. Bas ek aur bahana mere t-shirt ko thoda upar uthane ke liye.

Iske baad main thodi apni kamar ko machli mano kaafi der se aise rahne se meri badan akad rahi ho. Fir araam ke liye apni jangho ko phaila kar laet gayi. Ab meri tange poori phaili hui thi aur papa ko uparse meri panty ka khula nazara mil raha tha.

Unki ungliya kaafi maze se meri t-shirt par ubhri nipple ko sahlati to kabhi masal rahi thi. Thodi der baad main apni hath apne paet se aur thodi neeche apni panty ke elastic ke paas le gayi. Fir ungliyo ko thoda andar daalti hui apni choot ke baalo ke hisse par khujlane lagi.

Zyada andar nahi le gayi aur hath ko wahi panty ke andar rakh halke halke khujlaati rahi. Meri aankhe TV ke taraf hi thi par dimaag papa par, yakeenan woh to TV nahi dekh rahe the. Unki nazre to meri naadan harkato par thi jiska asar mujhe meri nipple par unki ungliya bata rahi thi.

Wahi doosri taraf meri doosri hath ab bhi papa ke lund pe tha. Unka lund payjame ke andar se har pal aur zyada sakt aur garm mehsoos ho rahi thi. Jaise jaise har pal guzra panty ke andar meri ungliya dheere dheere aur andar jaane lagi.

Itna dheere ke shayad hi pata chale ki meri ungliya andar bad rahi ho. Dekhte hi dekhte kuch der baad meri ungli theek meri choot ke daane par aa gayi. Bina zyada hile dule ek hath se papa ke lund ko sahlati to wahi doosri hath se apni choot ke daane ko panty ke andar sahlane lagi.

Par aisa bhi nahi tha ki papa ko pata nahi chala ki mere hath panty mein kya gul khila rahi hai. Woh ab meri nipple ko t-shirt ke sath hi halke dabaaw ke saath masal kar kheechne bhi lag gaye. Mujhe kaafi maza aa rahi thi. Meri hatheli bhi ab unke lund ke seere par pahunch chuki thi.

Apni ungliyo ko machalati hui unke lund ke sire ko payjame ke sath sahlati aur dabati hui unhe bhi maza de rahi thi. Kuch hi pal baad meri un ungliyo par halki phislahat mehsoos hui. To samajh gayi ki papa ke lund se uttejna ki boonde unke payjame ko geeli karti hui meri ungliyo par lag rahi thi.

Main in sabse anjaan banne ka dhong kari. Apni ungliyo se unke lund ke muh par aur achche se sahlane lagi. Kaash ki main apni ungliyo ko abhi ek baar chakh ke jaan pati ke papa ka swaad kaisa hai. Par aisa karti to hum dono ke is anjaan banne ke khel ka maza hi khatm ho jaata.

Kuch der hum dono ki chuppi ke sath yahi khel chalti rahi. Firmain bore hone lagi. Papa achanak se pooche: Swati.
Main sar uthakar unhe dekh boli: Haan papa.

Papa: Tumhe thand nahi lag rahi hai kya?
Main: Kyu? Thand kyu lagegi, room heater to on hai na.
Papa: Haan par bas aise ek t-shirt mein woh bhi December mahine mein.

Main tab muskurati hui boli: Are papa, room heater on hone par bhi aapko thand lagti hogi, mujhe nahi.
Papa: Nahi nahi mujhe bhi utni thand nahi lag rahi. Main bas pooch raha tha.

Main jhat se poochi: Acha to apko thand nahi lagti to aise hamesha full sleeve shirt aur payjame mein kyu rahte ho?
Papa: Are, to aur kya pehnu?

Main tab sochi ki isse acha maoka nahi milega aur boli: Mujhe dekhiyena. Yaha hu warna abhi apne room kambal ke andar hoti to ye t-shirt bhi nikal deti.
Papa ka lund meri baat par neeche se mere sar par ek jhatka de mara.

Papa: Kya? Hat, kuch bhi bolte rahti ho.
Main: Sachi papa, abhi to aap ho yaha, warna agar main akeli yaha TV dekhti to ye panty bhi nahi pehanti.

Papa hairaani ke sath pooch uthe: To?
Main: Sirf ye t-shirt pehani rahti. Raat ko waise bhi main koi inner nahi pehanti.
Papa: Theek hai theek hai, ye sab mujhse nahi bolni chahiye tumhe.

Main nadaan si hoti hui boli: Kyu? Aapse kyu chupaun? Aap koi aur to nahi. Mere papa hi haina.
Papa: Haan beta par tum.

Main unhe tokti hui apni panty se hath nikali aur panty ki elastic kheechti hui boli: Ye iska jo ye elastic hai woh kaafi tight rahti hai. Rashes pad jaati hai usi liye main ye apne room mein hoti hu to nahi pehanti.
Papa: Ok ok, theek hai.

Woh baat ko khatm karne ki koshish mein the jab main poochi: Aap abhi pehne ho kya?
Papa: Kya?
Main: Underwear.

Ye to ab tak woh bhi jaan gaye the ki mujhe pata hai ki woh payjame ke andar aur kuch nahi pehne hai. Shayad isi liye woh bole: Na… nahi pehna hu.
Main: Achaa aur bade aaye mere ko bolne. Huh.

Papa: Ha ha ha! To kya hua, maine payjama to pehna hai na. Tumhare tarah.
Main jawab ke liye hak jatate hue boli: Mere tarah kya boliye? Hmm hmm boliye?

Papa: Are kuch nahi baba, tumse baat karke main nahi jeetne wala.
Main: Baat mat badliye, bataiye mere tarah kya, boliye.
Papa mere sar ko sahlate hue bole: Tumhare tarah sirf t-shirt mein to nahi hu na.

Main: Achaa! Aur ye panty kya dikh nahi rahi aapko.
Papa: Haan haan dikh raha hai baba galti ho gayi.
Main: Khud to pehante nahi underwear aur mujhe bol rahe hai.

Turant main apne ek hath se apni panty ki elastic pakad use neeche kheechti hui nikalne lagi. To woh bole: Ye kya…. kya kar rahi ho.
Main: Kyu aapne bhi to nahi pehna to main kyu pehnu?

Unke god se sar na hatati hui waisi hi leti main peet ke ball apni kamar uthayi aur apni panty sarkati apne paaw se nikal kar unke chati ke taraf phek kar boli: Lo. Huh mujhe bhi nahi pehanni underwear.

Woh meri panty hath mein lekar mujhe dete hue bole: Pagal ladki, lo pehno ise wapas.
Main jhoota gussa dikha kar unke hath ko hatati hui boli: Aap hi rakho ise, mujhe nahi pehanni.

Aur aisa bolti hui main apni janghe phailakar sofe par aram se unke god mein sar rakh TV ke taraf dekhne lagi. Ab TV ki roshni mein unhe meri khuli jangho ke beech meri mulayam choot ke phoole hisse ka akaar saaf dikh raha tha.

Iska asar unke lund par hone laga. Jo ab kayi baar mere sar par neeche se dhakke maar raha tha. Is besharm bhari harkat ne mere andar masti ki lahar uchaal di. Main apne papa ke samne bina panty ke apni tango ko phailakar had besharmi ke sath laeti hui thi.

Woh bhi unke lund par apna sar rakh. Isse zyada main kya karti unhe uttejit karne ke liye? Woh chup chap baithe in sab ko hazam karne ki koshish karne lage ki tabhi ghanti baji. Zaroor maa thi. Main jhat se uth khadi hui to papa mujhe panty dene lage jo ab bhi unke hath mein hi thi.

Main hadbadati hui sofe se uthkar apne room ko chalne lagi aur boli: Time nahi, aap chhupalo ise, kal le lungi.

Main apne room ko bhagi aur apne kamre mein ghus gayi. Door band kar apne bed par girti hui sochne lagi ki kya se kya ho gaya. Aur ab aage kya kya hone wala tha beti aur papa ke beech.

Waise panty unse na lene ka bhi bahana hi tha. Bass chahti thi ki aaj raat woh panty se apni beti ki choot ki khushboo ka maza le.

To be continued.

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathiyil thirumanam aana ennai doctor sexiyaaga sex seithu oothar. Ennai eppadiyellam oothar enbathai naam indru tamil kama kathiyil paarkalam, vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam. En peyar vinitha vayathu 32 aagugirathu, enaku thirumanam aagi iru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal.

Enaku udambu sari ilai enbatharkaaga oru doctorai sendru paarthu santhithom, avar parka azhagaga irunthaar. Muthal muthalil avarai paarkum pozhuthe ennai thanimaiyil thaan paarkavendum endru solli, en kanavanai veliyil kathu iruka seithu vittu thanimaiyil ulle sendren. Appozhuthu antha doctor en idam nandraaga pesi pazhaginaar.

Iru mulai kaambil stethoscope vaithu paarthaar, enaku athu migavum pidithu irunthathu. Antha doctor peyar ilango, en vayathu thaan avarukum irukum. Naan parka azhagaga irupen, en soothu matrum mulai perithaaga irukum. Ennai avar mulaiyil stethoscope vaithu paarthu joram eppadi irukirathu endru paarthaar.

Moochai nandraaga ezhuthu vida solinaar, naanum moochai ezhuthu viten, appozhuthu en iru mulaiyum perithaaga therinthathu.

Doctorku en mulai migavum pidithu poi vitathu, avar enathu thulai pesi numberai vaangi kondar. Pinbu avarathu thulai pesi numberai en idam koduthu neengal eppozhuthu vendumaanalum enaku call seiyalam endru sollinaar.

Enakum doctor meethu oru kaama aasai vara aarambithathu, naanum evalavu naatkal thaan kanavan kuda matume matter seivathu. Ithu pondru kala kathal seithaal thaan vaazhkaiyil suvarasiyam vara aarambikum. Naan thinamum doctor udan pesa aarambithen, doctor en idam pasamaaga pazhaga aarambithaar.

Aduthu avarai neril sendru paarkum pozhuthu sexiyaana aadai aninthu kondu sendren. Appozhuthu thaan doctor en meethu kaama aasai paduvaa endru. Ennai niraiya angal sight adipaargal, en soothu perithaaga irukum idupu sirithaaga irukum. En udal vadivam sexiyaaga irupathaale ennai ilamaiyaana aangal adikadi sight adipaargal.

Oru murai appadi thaan busil selum pozhuthu kutam athigamaaga irunthathu, pinne kuda niraiya aangal nindru kondu irunthaargal. Appozhuthu naan amara seetu ilamal nindru kondu vanthen, en pinne oru ilamaiyaana aavanathu 6” sunniyai en sothil vaithu theithu konde vanthaan. Avan sunni en pundai ootaiyai viriya vaithathu.

Avan sunni nangu viraithu en sothil kuthi kondu irunthathu, avan ennai pin puramaaga kati pidikaatha kurai thaan. Sexiiyaaga sunniyai soothil vaithu theithu kondu vanthaan, enaku athu migavum pidithu irunthathu. Naan engu sendraalum ilamaiyaana aangal mele vanthu urasi avargalin kaama aasaiyai kanbipaargal.

Naanum antha nerathil matum kamathai anuba vaithu koluven, perunthil urasum sugam irukirathe athu pondru veru entha sugamum varathu. Sunniyai soothil vaithu thadavum pozhuthu inbamaaga irukum, pothuvaagave pengaluku soothil sunniyai vaithu urasuvathu migavum pidithamaana oru vizhayam.

Naan adikadi perunthil selvathu atharku thaan.

Naan sendraale ennai ilamaiyaana aangal adikadi sunniyai vaithu urasi kolvaargal, enakum miga pidikum aangal en meethu urasuvathu. Udambu sari aanathu doctorai vendum endre oru naal parka sendren, en kanavan appozhuthu velai irukirathu endru ennai doctor idam vitu vitu sendraar.

Naan thanimaiyil doctorai sendru paarthen, avar muthalil veru oru penirku maruthuvam paarthu kondu irunthaar.

Athu enaku oru vitha poramaiyaaga irunthathu, veru pennai maruthuvam paarkum pozhuthu en mulaiyil stethoscope vaithu paarthathu pondru seithaara ilaiya endra kelvi manathil ezha aarambithathu. Pinbu naan ulle sendren, indru doctor ennai paarthu oru nimidam asanthu poi vitar endru thaan sola vendum. En aadaiyai irukamaaga aninthu kondu irunthen, parka sexiyaaga irunthen.

Doctor ennai paartha udan asanthu poi paarthaar, sigapu nirathil pudavai aninthu kondu irunthen.

Doctor ennai paarthu mayangi vitar endru kuda solalaam, doctor en idam pazhamaaga pesi pazhaga aarambithaar. Andru muthal avar thinamum en idam thulai pesi mulaiyamaaga pesa aarambithaar. En peyar enna, en vetil motham ethanai per irukiraargal ithu pondru niraiya naangal pesi kondom.

Doctorkum thirumanam aagi irunthathu, iruvarum ondraaga pesi pazhagi nerukam aaga thudanginom. Doctor ennai peyar solli di pottu ellam pesa aarambithaar, naanum chelamaaga da pottu avarai azhaipen. Iruvarum nerukamaaga pesi pazhaga aarambithom, oru naal avar veetil yaarum illai endru ennai azhaithaar.

Naan angu sendraal ena nadakum endru theriyum, vegu seikiramaaga doctor udan matter seithu vital pinbu avar en udan thinamum phonil pesa matar endru thondriyathu.

Athanaal naan andru avar veetirku sela vilai, eppozhuthum pondru veetil kojam velai irukirathu endru solli samalithu viten. Aanal en manathil doctorai kaathu iruka seiya kudathu endru thondriyathu.

Naan udambu sari illai endru veetil puluvi vittu doctorai santhika sendren, doctor ennai paarthu kovithu kondaar.

En nee andru vara villai naan evalavu aasaiyaaga unnai en veetirku azhaithu irunthen endru solli mugathai thirupi kondaar. Naan avar arugil sendru avar kaiyai pidithen, kaiyai pidithathum kaama unarvu iruvarukum athigam eera aarambithathu.

Doctor ennai paarthaar, naanum avarai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthen. Appadi paarkum pozhuthu doctor en thudaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaar.

Thudaiyil kai vaitha udan enaku innum moodu eera aarambithathu. Iruvarum angu oru padukai irunthathu, atharku arugil sendru katti pidika aarambithom, ennai doctor kanathai pidithu kiss seiya aarambithaar.

Ithazhil vaai vaithu nandraaga urinthu konde sappinaar, pinbu en mulaiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaar. Mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavi konde ithazhil vaai vaithu urinthu lip lock seithaar, haaaaaaaaaa doctor mutham seivathe inbamaaga irunthathu.

Naanum ithazhai sappi suvaika aarambithen, iruvarum irukamaaga katti pidithu kondu irunthom.

Ennai padukaiyil paduka vaithu en mulaiyai veliyil eduka aarambithaar, kathavai thapal pottu vittu vanthu mulaiyai veliyil eduka aarambithaan.

Sigapu nira bravai kayati veliyaana mulaiyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaar. Haaaaaaaaaaaaa mulaiyai sappuvathe kama sugamaaga irunthathu, doctor iru mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu pisainthu konde vaaiyil vaithu sapppinaar.

Iru mulai kaambai lesaga kadithu sappi vittu kuthiyil kai vaithu thadava aarambithaar.

Doctor pavadaiyai thuki sigapu nira pentyai kayati vittu kuthiyil viral poda aarambithaar. Haaaaaaaaaaaaa avar muthalil iru viralgalai kuthiyil vittu aatai athil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithaar. Kuthiil naaku podum pozhuthu ennal kama sugathai kattu paduthave mudiya villai.

Doctor pundai uthadai nandraaga nakal naki vaaiyai vaithu urinthu sappinaar, nan moodu thangamal haaaaaa haaaaa haaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithen.

Pinbu doctor sunniyai veliyill eduthu sappa kanbithaar. Doctor sunniyai nandraaga urinthu konde muzhuvathum vizhungi umba aarambithen, doctorukum moodu eri haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaa endru munarinaar.

Sunniyai vinthu varum ootaiyil naakai vaithu nandraaga naki viten, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena oru suvai.

Doctor sunniyai vidamal sappi umbi vittu suvaithen, pinbu en meethu paduthu kondu sunniyai kuthiyil iraki ooka aarambithaar. Haaaaaaaaaaaa sunni kuthiyil iranga iranga sugamaaga irunthathu, iruvarum katti pidithu kondu matter poda aarambithom.

Doctor mulaiil oru kai vaithu pidithu kasaki konde ithazhil kiss seithu konde matter potar. Pinbu ennai cow nilaiyil vaithu sunniyai kuthiyil iraki vegamaaga ooka aarambithaar.

Oru kaalai thuki padukai meethu vaithu vittu kuthiyai vaatamaaga vaithu sunniyai iraki sex seithaar. Vegamaaga sunni kuthiyil irangiyathil en pundaiyil vinthu vadinthathu.

Vinthu vantha kuthiyil sunniyai vittu oothu konde irunthaar, pinbu sunniiyil vinthu varum samayathil sunniyai veliyil eduthu en vaaiyil vitar. Naan sunni vinthu varum endru umbi konde irunthen, appozhuthu moodu eeri sunni vinthai en vaaiyile vitu vitar.

Naan doctor vinthai kudithu viten, suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Innum doctor udan matter pottu kondu thaan irukiren, ithu naal varai en kanavanuku ithu theriyaathu.

Kanavanuku theriyavum vida maten, engalin tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Hello ISS readers. It’s Rohit back here with another story of mine. I’m male, 20 from Chennai. Thank you to those who appreciated me for my previous stories through mail and hangouts.

This story is half true and half fiction, I’ll add my family details, mom’s looks, and her body characteristics here too for the comfort of new readers.

My family consists of 3 members – dad, mom, and me. Dad is a marine engineer. So it’s rare to see him at home for 7-8 months in a year. My mom’s name is Aishwarya. She is 42 years old and a fair looking woman at 5’6ft and 55 kgs.

She’s a fit lady with a flat stomach. She’s a fitness freak who works out in the gym and does yoga regularly for years. She looks exactly like Kajal Agarwal in terms of color, height, and body (not the present lean look of Kajal, the previous perfect bomb look of Kajal).

Mom’s vital stats are 34-28-36, Which makes a lot of guys in my locality and public places to stare at her. The guys in my flats stare at her when she comes back from the gym wearing a fitted top and a skin fit gym pant.

She was raised in Bangalore and worked in the IT field. So she’s a modern woman in thoughts and traditional in terms of dressing. She used to wear sarees mostly. But if she’s going for parties and grand functions, she’ll wear sarees. As she’s fit with a flat stomach, she always wears saree below her navel.

After coming to know that she likes guys staring at her assets, I decided to execute a plan by making a complete stranger talk to her through the phone. Within a few days, when mom and I were watching TV.

Me: Wow, this app really works. That’s cool, man.

Mom: What app? What are you saying?

Me: It’s Tinder maa. It’s an app that helps to make friends in the user’s city, but some people use it for dating stuff. I’m using it for both, lol.

Mom: why would someone search for strangers desperately? Isn’t that a weird one?

Me: No, maa, it’s not. A lot of people use this worldwide, and it really works. Why don’t you give a try, mom? You can make some new friends, too.

Mom: Why do I need to make new friends? I have enough friends already.

Me: Yeah, friends who don’t even come to see you. Maa, you can get someone interesting and even find someone who will be your best friend in the future. Just give it a try.

She said, okay. So I got her brand new iPhone XR and downloaded Tinder in it. Mom was watching me set up her profile with her details and suddenly.

Me: Do you have any attractive pictures of you on your phone?

Mom: What do you mean, Rohit?

Me: Like, a picture of you looking gorgeous or hot in some great outfits.

Mom: Why do you need them now?

I took my phone and started showing her the profiles of hot guys who were looking like models and studs. She was surprisingly watching my phone. But didn’t show it too much on her face.

Me: Guys like these will be viewing your profile too. Do you want to look like a usual lady to them?

Mom: What else, then? Why do I need to show myself attractive to them? You just told me that I can make new friends here, right?

I got pissed off. I set a picture of her taken in Dubai in which she wears a fully covered kurta and jeans. I gave the phone back to her and went to my room to play my PS4. It was night now. I was just swiping Tinder to know about my luck, but I got a shock seeing mom’s profile.

Mom changed her DP with a picture of her, wearing a shining black party wear saree draped tightly with a tight sleeveless low-neck blouse. The picture clearly showed that she tucked her saree much below her navel. Her free hair was adding extra hotness to the pic.

The blouse already exposed her cleavage and made it hot. Her matte red lipstick made her look kinda slutty but in a gorgeous way. She was looking like a sex bomb in her DP with her bio saying, “Looking for strangers who can be my true friend.”

She didn’t know that even I can see her profile. I got to know from her profile picture. I didn’t ask her about Tinder for a few days. After a week, I took her phone to check what happened there.

I saw tons of messages from guys who just flooded her inbox with texts. I got to know that mom purchased a premium account, as it always suggests we buy it for a better experience. Her inbox was full of texts like, “Hey sexy, hello gorgeous, Hey babe, Hello, Hi, etc.”

But mom didn’t reply to any of them. Most of them were looking like local guys, and the rest of them were so desperate in texting her. I decided to leave this for some time to know what’s happening. But due to some personal issues I completely forgot about this.

After a month, mom was cooking, and I was watching TV in the hall. She got a call and told me to bring the phone to her. I went to take her phone and saw the name Raghav.

I was wondering who the fuck is Raghav? As far as I know, she didn’t know anyone named Raghav till that. When I was about to give her the phone, the call ended.

Mom: Leave it, I’ll call back after finishing the work.

Me: Maa, who is Raghav?

Mom: Oh, I didn’t tell you about him, right? He’s my friend from Tinder. He’s a sweet guy, not like other creeps who stalks a woman. He’s very genuine and friendly, we became friends, and now we’re talking on the phone.

Me: Oh, that’s great, mom. I’m really happy that you got a friend there. Can I see him?

Mom: Sure, he’s coming to our home tomorrow for dinner. I invited him to lunch. But he’s busy at noon, it seems. So, he will be here for dinner.

Me: Oh, that’s nice, maa. I’ll see him tomorrow.

I went back to watch TV, but my mind was constantly thinking about this Raghav. Who is he? How does he look like? How old is he? Is he really nice and genuine, as mom said? I decided to wait until the next day to see him. I didn’t have any bad intentions at that time. I waited for the next day.

It was late in the evening of the next day around 6:45. Mom started to cook dinner. She was making naan, butter chicken, and paneer biryani. She always liked North Indian cuisines. I was casually roaming inside my home and often went to the kitchen to see her cooking. But she would chase me from there.

It was 8:15 pm, and I heard the bell ring while playing my PS4 in my room. I went out. Mom opened the door and welcomed Raghav. He was looking really smart and kinda hot too, with a perfect fit body. His beard for the undercut hairstyle made him look hot. He was tall and fair, looked like a North Indian.

Mom was equally hot as him at that time. Wearing a golden satin saree and a tight golden sleeveless blouse, which was backless and had a low neck. She tucked the saree much below her navel with free hair and a peach-colored lipstick. The makeup she wore was increasing her hotness.

Her wax cleaned armpits could be seen often as it’s totally exposed. The tight sleeveless blouse made her cleavage to look hotter. Mom’s navel was easily visible at any angle, just like the moon during nights. Her mangalsutra was inside her saree, which was like she didn’t wear it.

I got stunned, seeing mom dressed like this. Raghav was wearing a Fit black Zara T-Shirt with blue torn jeans. He was literally looking like a model. Mom introduced me to him

Mom: Raghav, this is my son Rohit. Rohit, this is Raghav. My friend…

Mom smiled, seeing both of us while we shook our hands by saying hello.

Raghav: I think I should introduce myself to you too. This is the first time we have seen each other in person.

Saying this, both of them started laughing. I came to know that they haven’t met before. Mom told him to sit down on the couch by giving him some juice to drink. I was sitting there too, watching them by constantly smiling at both of them. I had thousands of thoughts running through my mind at that time.

Raghav was staring at my mom’s armpits and navel whenever he got a chance, and I was actually enjoying it. A hot guy secretly peeking my mom’s assets was hot to me at that time. We were talking for a long time. I got to know that he’s 26, working in a well reputed IT company and lives in Chennai with his parents.

Mom was very casual with him, and they were talking very friendly. Mom shared her IT field experience and stories for a long time. It was around 9:20 pm, and mom called us for dinner. We smiled and went to the dining hall after washing our hands. Mom was bringing the dishes which she made for dinner.

I saw Raghav checking out mom’s ass while she was walking towards the kitchen to bring the dishes. He was constantly checking me if I’m noticing his stares on mom or not. But I acted very normally like I didn’t notice him.

Mom finally brought all the dishes to the table. She served us first, and then she joined us too. Raghav appreciated her cooking, and mom started to blush for whatever he said.

Raghav: Wow, I could even die for eating these dishes you made. It’s too good, Aishu. Rohit is really lucky to have you as his mom. He can taste your cooking every day, I’m jealous of him.

Saying this, both of them burst into laughter, and I, too, acted like it was funny. But I know that he is jealous of me.

Mom: Thank you, Raghav, you can come here and have my cooking anytime you wish.

Both of them smiled at each other, and the time went quickly. It was 10:30 pm, and we crashed on our sofa after a heavy dinner. They were talking about some IT companies and then into some boring topics. Soon it was 11:15pm

Raghav: Oh shit, it’s late already. I have to get back to my home, or else my mom will trash me.

We all laughed, and Raghav left my home happily. Mom gave him send-off by going to the lift and giving him a small hug. She came back inside. She was very tired, going straight to her room and crashed on her bed. I went inside my room and was thinking about the whole incident for a long time until I slept.

After that day, Raghav visited my home frequently by spending his time with my mom and me. One day, we decided to play something inside the house as it was raining heavily. Raghav had come on his bike. Both mom and Raghav were blank. They were okay with anything which can pass the time till the rain stops.

Me: Why not ‘Truth or Dare’? It will be fun, right?

Raghav: Yeah, sure, why not? Let’s play

Mom was okay with this too. So, we started playing, and it was funny for some time. All of us were giving funny tasks and questions. After some time, the game drifted into kinda adult stuff. It started with Raghav. I asked him about his weird secret for truth, which he never said to anyone.

Raghav: Okay, I haven’t said this to anyone. I regularly donate my sperm to the sperm bank, which helps some people. I once had a situation to impregnate a woman. Her husband had a very low sperm count with just 5 million per ml, and I have 13.5 million per ml.

Raghav: So, I secretly made her pregnant as she doesn’t want to make her husband feel ashamed. She’s 8 months now, and her husband doesn’t know about this. Now both of them are happy, and I’m not regretting it too.

Hearing this, both mom and I were shocked, but we didn’t show it on our faces. To break the awkward silence, I said

Me: That’s nice, having a high sperm count like that should help others too, lol.

Raghav: Haha, I hope I have to.

Mom: So, you said her husband doesn’t know about this. How did she come to you regularly for doing that?

Raghav: I go to her home when her husband is not there, and we have done twice in my car too. So, the place doesn’t really matter for this. She calls me when she’s ready, and I’ll go to pump my seeds inside her.

I know mom got aroused hearing all this as dad was away from her for 7-8 months every year. She was wearing a silky pajama that time with her first button being open. It made Raghav notice her cleavage often. We continued the game after that, and within a few minutes, Raghav had to tell the truth for me.

Me: So, you said that you did with that stranger lady several times. What was her favorite position? And what is your favorite?

Raghav laughed for a few seconds

Raghav: She really enjoyed doing doggy with me as I’m mostly rough. It makes me pull her hair from behind and go rough and deep on her. My favorite is the girl on top and doggy. I think every woman loves to do doggy style. What do you say, Aishu? You love that too?

Mom was shocked to get a question like that, she was silent for a few seconds and then

Mom: I haven’t tried it, Raghav. Most of the time, it ends with just missionary and riding from the top for me. So I don’t have any experience with that.

Raghav: Oh, then you should experience it on your next time for sure.

To distract this topic from mom which would make her feel more awkward, I said

Me: I think you two should think about a guy who’s virgin here. Stop pissing me off, guys.

All three of us started laughing. Then since the rain stopped, Raghav was in a hurry to go home. He had important work the next day. After he left, mom went inside her room and locked it. I know she was tempted by what Raghav said. She’s upset about not having a great sex life as my dad is away.

It was around 12 at night. I came out to have some snacks, as I was feeling hungry. But after crossing mom’s room, I heard moaning sounds from her room. It was mom, I could hear some video sounds too. She was fingering herself watching porn.

She was too horny. It seems as her moans grew up louder. She let a huge moan with a gasping sound, which showed that she had her orgasm. I got a bit horny too.

I slept after having a donut. So, days went forward, and Raghav started giving gifts to mom. He came to my home surprisingly and gave mom a Calvin Klein perfume. Mom was very much surprised and happy seeing it. I got to know that Raghav is trying something by gifting her.

Mom: Wow, I really haven’t tried CK perfumes yet. Thank you, Raghav, so sweet of you.

Raghav: My pleasure, Aishu.

After that, Raghav started to gift my mom frequently with stuff like pendants, sunglasses, and makeup kits. Mom didn’t mind him doing that. She thought it’s something sweet and friendly. But she always advised him not to waste his money for her as she’s feeling guilty.

One day Raghav came to my home casually with a wrapped gift in his hand and gave it to mom. She opened it and got shocked by seeing the gift. It was a black bodycon party wear which was looking expensive and hot too. Mom was amazed to see it.

Mom: Oh, god! This looks amazing! But why did you get this for me, Raghav? It’s expensive.

Raghav: I was shopping for me and came through this hot dress while crossing a store. It reminded me of you at that time, that’s why I got this. I am sure you will look stunning in this one. Please wear it, Aishu, I’m curious to see how it looks on you.

Mom blushed after hearing him, and she felt shy in front of us. She was looking at me, smiling, like asking me what to do?

Me: Come on, maa, don’t disappoint him. He gifted you, and he’s eager to know about it, give it a try and let’s see how it looks.

Mom smiled and went inside her room to wear it. She took a few minutes and then came out wearing it. Dang! She looked super hot in that one. It was a tight black bodycon party wear which was sticking to her body, revealing her figure and curves perfectly.

It was a short one that came till her mid-thighs revealing her long slender legs. It was a low-neck dress that exposed her cleavage in a perfect amount and her armpits, too, as it was sleeveless. Raghav was staring at her assets like a hungry guy. I’m sure he had a boner seeing her coz even I had one.

Mom was turning and showing all her sides to us for the compliment.

Raghav: Sorry, Aishu, you’re a bomb in this. Every guy will ogle at you if you wear this for a social event. If you wear that stilettos heels which I gave you for this, I’m damn sure every guy will be staring at your ass.

Mom blushed for whatever he said, and she turned towards me to hear my opinion

Me: You look really hot in this one, maa. It suits you perfectly. I think you should start wearing modern wears.

Mom blushed and thanked me for my compliment. She then rushed to her room to change the dress, and the meet went normal after that. I was pretty much sure that Raghav wants to bang my mom and make her taste his cock. I was waiting to see his next moves, though.

What will be his next moves? We’ll see that in the next part. In the meantime, please send your feedback to [email protected].

The Raleigh weather is great in June. I had already passed my online test, and I was going for my driving test with Pallavi bhabi. I wasn’t so concerned about the test ahead but my entire focus was to get a glimpse of Pallavi, my crush. She was not too tall, about 5 feet 4.

She was fair-skinned with a perfect figure, 34D boobs, and 26 waist, with her silky black hair in a sexy layered haircut. She had big eyes with perfect eyebrows and her lips were always pouting. Today she was in a see-through sleeveless top and knee-length skirt, looking like a college girl.

Pallavi is 25 years old, and my maternal cousin brother Aseem is 37. He has a liquor store and gas station that he owns and maintains. I help him out whenever I’m free from college work. Pallavi is a housewife, but she also helps out at the store when it’s busy.

I was in love with Pallavi bhabi from the moment she came to pick me up from the airport. I’m 6ft, which is common these days, fair with a good physique and 21 years old at that time. As I was standing outside the airport, in passenger pickup, I saw a big white SUV pull up in front.

A young lady wearing a yellow saree got out. Her thick hair was framing her face. She took off her sunglasses and called out my name – Micky?

Before I could introduce myself, I got a surprise, hug, and a kiss on my cheek. My hand went to her exposed waist involuntarily. I got an electric shock when I touched her skin. It was waxed smooth. Combined with a brush of her silky hair on my clean, shaved face, it was enough to give me an instant erection.

I had to adjust my dick while loading bags in the boot. The entire way home, I was looking at her manicured hand with sexy red nails and her flat stomach while she kept talking all the way.

Very soon I got the hang of things. In two years of marriage, Pallavi had taken charge of the entire house, and Aseem was a typical husband. He couldn’t make a cup of tea even!

My college would start in the fall, but I got a campus job. Every day I would come home at about 5 pm after working and playing volleyball.

I got my treat again after 2 weeks when I came home. Pallavi bhabi stepped out of the car and came to the door. As I greeted her, she stepped forward in a hug and kiss motion. I had been masturbating daily since her first hug, and this time I just couldn’t control.

I put my arm around her waist and gave her a squeeze. She must have felt my erection but acted as if nothing happened. She asked me to take the keys and open the door, then park the car because she had mehendi on her hands. I looked down. Pallavi was wearing a sleeveless top as usual, and white shorts.

I put my hand deep into her front pocket while she was still saying back pocket. Then I intentionally squeezed her right ass cheek feeling for a key when I could clearly see the big keys in her left back pocket. I then took out the key slowly, taking my time to feel her cute ass.

She was quiet for a while and started talking again after a few minutes. Then she said it’s too hot outside, and asked for a drink with a straw. I got a Fanta from the fridge and put a straw in it.

We both sat on the sofa, and she started drinking her Fanta, bending every time and showing her full cleavage with her black bra. My erection was getting out of control, looking at her boobs and smooth thighs. She asked me what dress would suit her for the party that night.

And I picked a backless dress. Then she asked me to wash her right hand. She had got henna on it first, and it was ready, the color would turn black if she kept it too long. I took my time to wash her right hand in the kitchen sink, bending over her shoulder and smelling her neck.

I had a feeling she was also getting turned on. There was no way she couldn’t feel my hard cock poking through my jeans on her ass. Soon her henna was ready in both hands, and she changed into a ghagra choli. When she asked about her hair, I suggested a step-cut knowing she wouldn’t care.

Immediately she asked me to take out the car and drive back to the desi salon. She asked me to show pics and explain it to the lady. After 1 hour, when Pallavi came out, she was looking like a heroine with her layered haircut in front and no thick hair to cover her open back.

As she came with open arms, it meant it’s a hug. I moved forward and gave her a tight hug, with my groin pressed to hers, and hands in her hair, and kissed her head. She went to a party with my brother. I didn’t get to see her till Saturday afternoon when I had my driving test.

In a daze, I finished my test and passed it. As I came to her waiting in the covered parking lot, she asked the result. As soon as I said passed, I got my license, she threw her arms around me and gave a tight hug. I realized I was holding her tight and rubbing her back with my hand.

Her chest was pressed on mine. As she moved her face to kiss me on the cheek, I didn’t move my head. She paused for s second, trying to decide and kissed me full on my lips. We didn’t break the kiss for a full 5 seconds. Then I put my tongue slightly out and touched her lips.

I was holding her head, but she could’ve easily moved away. Instead, she responded with her tongue, and we started kissing like lovers. She drove to a random motel on the highway and asked me to get a room.

The room was nice and chilled in 5 minutes. Pallavi parked and came through the balcony. We had stripped in no time. I didn’t have any condoms, but Pallavi bhabi didn’t stop me.

She guided me to my first and most beautiful fuck. I ejaculated in less than a minute. Then she got on top and rode me for a good 10 minutes. After half an hour, we fucked again. I shot my load again, but this time it took about 5 minutes.

We fucked regularly for almost 2 years till I got a full-time job and moved out.

Hello, My Dear Readers.

This is the final part of the story, and as much as I am excited to present it to you, I am also dejected to tell you the series is over.

I had started writing it long before I submitted my well-received stories like ‘Sexting Meghna Aunty’, ‘Watching My Parents Have Sex’, and even the 4th Episode of ‘Mallu MILF Asha’.

Back then, I had the vigor to dream about a plot like this. Still, I did not have enough experience writing erotic stories or even decent language skills to present my idea as a proper story to the readers.

I am glad I took the time to publish this series. I don’t think it would have found as much acceptance if I had hurried to submit it in my early days.

I have read plenty of better stories online, and there are a lot of other writers who provide great content regularly. But with ‘Sexting My Mother’, I feel I have set a standard for myself, and for my future works.

I request you all to read this part with an open mind, as there are instances, and dialogues, that quiz the interest and disinterest shown by the characters, so far, and also their intentions. But, for the story to conclude in the most convincing manner.

It is important that the actions are justified, and the ‘spark’ is explained, even if it means opening up a new set of unanswered questions. The idea here is to provide clarity on the mindset of both Ayan and Mona, during the course of the conversation, and also before and after they began texting.

For a series like this, I feel that is the most appropriate ending. I really want to continue with the story of the protagonists, but maybe in a new and different series.

Though I do not have an exact idea of the possible situations, I am very much hopeful of the same. I am only planning it, and it will be great if you can let me know what you think about it.

So, let’s get started with the story. For those who are here for the first time, this is a series of text messages between Ayan and his mother, Mona. As it is an immediate continuation, reading the earlier parts may make this more exciting.

Happy Reading!

It had only been a minute since Ayan received the picture from his mother. But, he felt he already knew each curve in his mother’s body, like she had always been naked for him, throughout his life.

This was not a photo that was taken sometime earlier. This was a photo that was taken that very second. This was a photo his mother shot, especially for her son.

6:55 AM was the time in the clock, just above the mirror in front of which Mona stood, occupying the upper left corner of the picture. It was exactly 5 hours since they had started texting.

But the question still remained. Did it all begin only after the first message was sent? Or was the first message sent only because something very dark and black had already taken birth?

It took a lot of years for Ayan and his mother, Mona, to slowly start feeling attracted towards each other. It took even more time for them to start expressing their most unrighteous desires and engage in the evilest of sins.

However funny it may seem, it only took a few mere hours, once they started talking, to expose their naked selves for each other.

“Just like I always imagined her to be.” Ayan said to himself, looking into his mother’s uncovered picture. He had a wide grin on his face and looked like a man possessed.

The picture of his mother in her purest form took him through a turmoil of emotions. What he had always feared would happen, was indeed happening. It was all just like he thought it would be. It was everything he tried not to let happen but miserably failed.

Ever since Ayan turned 18, he had been having very confusing, yet very arousing dreams of his mother, every other night. He had never lusted for her, and though he could never understand what the reason behind the strange reminders was, it always made him wonder if they were signs.

But, at the same time, being a loving son, he had also taken steps to make sure he did his best to wipe off any corrupt feelings he developed for his mother.

He was in constant conflict with this very hidden perverted desire that had been unconsciously, forcing him to take part in this sinful act with his mother. And, though, not at his own will. He did send her wrongful images of himself, even as a section of his mind always tried to tell him not to.

It was only at this moment, after seeing his mother in her bare self, he could completely convince himself that he had indeed been sexting his own mother, all this while.

It was only after he confirmed that his own mother had been stimulating herself, as she talked to her son, that he could convince himself that he, too, was as eager as his own mother. And, that he, too, was an equally interested participant.

It was only at this moment that he realized he really had her. He knew he truly owned her. He knew his own mother was ready for him. He could no longer show reluctance. He could no longer resist. He no longer had to.

If the messages they exchanged could bring out the devil in a sexually active person like him, there was no doubt on the intensity of the effect it would have on somebody like his mother. Somebody of her age. Somebody who has already confessed how lonely and unsatisfied she has been feeling for a long time.

“How did I manage to picture this so perfectly, all these days?” Ayan asked himself again.

Ironically, it was almost the same set of words his own mother used when she saw the photo of her son’s undressed assets. Mona, too, had, for a long time, been a slave to her incestual wants.

Mona: You did this to me, Ayan! I cannot hold myself back anymore. I have never been so turned on my whole life. I just could not resist falling for you. And, after seeing your big dick, my son, I cannot stop imagining being dirty for you. All I really want now is you and your monster!

Mona waits for a couple of minutes after sending the message but gets no reply from Ayan.

Mona: Hello?

Mona sends a message, but Ayan has not received it.

Mona: You there, Ayan?

Mona sends one more message and also tries calling Ayan, the very next second. Only to realize that the call cannot be connected, as he is in an out of coverage area, right now.

Mona: You did not like what I sent you? You did not like what you saw?

Mona was extremely excited after sending her own son a naked picture of hers. It was the ultimate message any mother could send her son. It was the biggest sign of submission.

She was expecting Ayan to finally confess his feelings for her. She was sure he would at-least reply. And, she was getting restless, not hearing from him.

Mona still does not get a reply and sends Ayan one more message.

Mona: Do you at least believe it is really me?

Mona waits, but, again, does not get a reply. She starts to feel let down and is disgusted for shamelessly offering her body to her son, and ridiculing herself.

It had been a few minutes now, and she was starting to wonder if something was seriously wrong when she noticed Ayan was back online. And, she immediately sent him a message.

Mona: Ayan? Are you still there?

Ayan: Sorry, Mom. I was in the lift. And, there was a power failure. I got stuck inside, and there was no network. That is why I could not text you.

Mona: Ohh. Hhmm. That is okay, Ayan. I thought you fell asleep.

Ayan: Why did you think I fell asleep?

Mona: I thought so, not seeing your message.

Ayan: I was not sleeping, Mom.

Mona: You have been up all night. So, I just thought. And it is 7:10 AM. In the morning. You haven’t slept one bit.

Ayan: We! We, Mom. We haven’t slept one bit.

Mona: Yeah…

Ayan: But, there was no way I was going to fall asleep after seeing the picture you just sent me.

Mona: I thought you were not going to talk about it… I mean… I thought you were filled with guilt again.

Ayan: Hahaha. Mom. I don’t think I need to do that anymore.

Mona: So… Did you like it?

Ayan: I loved the picture you sent me. I loved it. You are just amazing, Mom. I have never seen anything so tempting my whole life.

Mona: Ayan…

Ayan: What is it, Mom?

Mona: I don’t know what it is I want to tell you. I really want you, Ayan. But. I don’t want to force myself on you. And, so. I want you to tell me the truth. I don’t know what difference it will make now. I don’t know how it matters. But I want to know. Where you really innocent during our conversation? Or were you just pretending? Pretending to show unwillingness.

Ayan: I did not know how to tell you what exactly I was feeling, Mom. I just did not know what will happen to our relationship. What I do know is, I was holding myself back, every single second. I was too excited but equally terrified.

Mona: I know, Ayan. I can understand. I totally get it. And. I know this is all so unreal. But I need you. I mean. I know what this. I just don’t have the right words. Do you have anything else to tell me, Ayan? I mean. Do you have anything to tell me now?!

Ayan: Mom. I love you, Mom. I tried doing everything I could to keep this a secret fantasy. But, I don’t think I can continue that any longer. I want you. I really want you, Mom. I cannot wait to show you how desperately I want you.

Mona: Oh. Ayan. I love you too, Ayan. You have no idea how badly I have been waiting for this day. I cannot wait to have you all for myself. I want to show you how much I have been craving for my son.

Ayan: Mom. You always felt this? You always wanted me?

Mona: Yes, Ayan. I always used to think about it. How it would be if we were getting laid. For real! And, I used to have these dreams where I would be having my holes filled by you, on your Dad’s bed. So many times. You have no idea.

Ayan: Did you think about it even during the days’ everything was fine between you and Dad?

Mona: What? Hahaha. You are so. Isn’t this too early for you to be asking that? You really want to know? I think I should tell you that later. Hahaha!

Ayan: Tell me, Mom. Please. I can’t wait to know…

Mona: Haha. I will. If you very honestly tell me about what you have been feeling about me, all this while. Did you ever think of making a move on me, even before we started texting? I want you to be very honest here.

Ayan: I can’t say I thought about making a move on you. But, there was this instance where I fapped to you. I just could not stop myself from doing it.

Mona: Haha… Yeah? When was that? Was it during our Delhi trip?

Ayan: Mom. No… Err…Remember the day we went to pick up Dad from the airport? The day he told us he was planning to quit his job for a new one. It was a couple of weeks into my holidays after the first semester at college.

Mona: Yes. I clearly remember.

Ayan: And then once we were home, Dad had an urgent call to attend, and you helped me with the luggage. You bent a little too much to pick up his duffel bag, and I saw your cleavage that day. It was a lot of skin show, and I couldn’t take it. I was stunned. And I found myself getting hard.

Mona: And?

Ayan: And. I felt I needed to get off right there. You had only gone inside your bedroom, and I started watching a porn movie on my phone, standing almost just outside the closed door. That is how excited I was.

Mona: And?

Ayan: And. I did not expect you to come out of the room so quickly. But, what shook me more was the sight of your hard nipples poking out of your white kurti. It was just like the actresses in the adult video I was watching. I mean, before she stripped herself. I was ogling at your tits, just like I gazed at her melons.

Mona: And?

Ayan: And. I just could not resist wishing if you were the MILF in the video. I just could not resist thinking about you like a pornstar. I really really wished it was you giving me satisfaction through your recorded filthy act. It was something that I craved for in a split-second. And, I did wank off to the thought of it later. But, also felt guilty about it.

Mona: Wait. Wait. Am I missing something here? What did you do the very next second you saw the door open?

Ayan: I was trying to hide my phone first. But then realized I also need to cover my hard dick. I was just stuck, actually. And, I was relieved to see you walk towards the other side of the hall without looking at me.

Mona: Well. Ayan. I am glad you have been telling me the truth. And, now, let me complete. I mean. Let me try guessing what must have happened next.

Ayan: Haha. This is all that happened. But still, give it a go.

Mona: Okay. So. I walked out of my room. I saw you standing just outside, and I immediately noticed the bulge in your pants.

Ayan: What? Haha. No way. You are not trying to guess here. You are making up something.

Mona: Wait until you hear the whole of it. You watch me walk past you. But, you are thrilled to see my thick back sway, and you put your hand inside your loose shorts, play with your ‘toy’ and jerk off, looking at me!

Ayan: Mom! Oh my. Fine. I am sorry I did not tell you that part. But. That is indeed some fine guessing, Mom. How did you manage to guess so correct?

Mona: Hahaha. How do you think I did that?

Ayan: I don’t know, Mom. Haha. All I can say is I am impressed.

Mona: Hahaha. Let me try adding on to it. So. You masturbate hard looking at me, and you cum in under a minute. And, then, to your own horror, you realize you had shot your load straight down your legs, that was covered by your shorts only till the knees. And, a thick portion of your cum has leaked on to the floor.

Ayan: Oh shit. What the hell? Did you guess that, too?

Mona: Hahaha.

Ayan: Mom. You saw me do that, didn’t you?! How? I mean. I am sorry. But how? You were talking on the phone, with your back facing me. How did you manage to see me?

Mona: Oh, Ayan.

Ayan: You had me right there, Mom! You had caught me! I mean. I did that looking at you. You were just a few inches away from me. But, I thought there was no way you would notice! I knew it was risky. But, I thought I only had to worry about Dad coming out of the room. How did you know I did that?! Mom?

Mona: My dear son, I am sorry, but I had you right there. I had caught you, Ayan, red-handed. The framed painting in the wall has so often served as a mirror, my son. I could see everything you were doing, including you, rubbing your balls, vigorously, in absolute clarity.

Ayan: Why did you not punish me right there? Why did you not ask me about it?

Mona: I just did not think I had to. I did not feel what you did was wrong. I was definitely surprised. But, I did not feel I had to stop you.

Ayan: Fuck. I still can’t believe this. But. You still dared to come with me to Delhi. Why?

Mona: Who said it was a dare?! You really think that was the case? I had come prepared. Hahaha. I wanted to see what you will do for me. But, whatever that is. I am glad you said the truth about the ‘incident’ that day. At-least you admitted it. I just wanted to know if you were still planning on hiding anything from me.

Ayan: Why do I get the feeling you have been planning this all along, more and more?? Did you plot this, Mom?

Mona: Hahaha. I think I will just answer your earlier question, for now. And. The answer is yes!

Ayan: What? What earlier question?

Mona: Hahaha. Ayan. Your earlier question. Whether I had these feelings for you even when things were fine between your Dad and me. Yes, is the answer!

Ayan: Mom.

Mona: Yes, Ayan. I did think about you even when everything was okay in our relationship. There was also this one very crazy night, where he was banging me really rough, and I almost moaned your name. It was in-fact a few months before I caught you in the ‘act’ I mentioned above, and I still don’t know what took me there. But, it wasn’t the first sexual inclination I felt towards you, either. It, however, confirmed a lot of things to me. I could feel my desires crossing over. I no longer wanted you to be a part of just my fantasies. I had started to wish you were in my reality.

Ayan: Ohh. Mom. And?

Mona: What and?

Ayan: I mean. What about the time nothing happened with Dad? What about the time you started feeling the distance? Were you still thinking about me? Or.

Mona: What are you trying to ask me, Ayan?

Ayan: Did you have somebody else in your life? Especially when you had all these yearnings.

Mona: Oh, Ayan. Hahaha. Seriously? You think that is a question you can ask your own mother? You cannot ask your mother if she has hooked up with another man.

Ayan: Hahaha. I don’t think that really is a matter of concern here. And, above all, I have a very valid reason to ask you that. Hehe.

Mona: Hahaha. Yeah? Shoot!

Ayan: You told me it has been a long time since you had sex with Dad. Then why is it that you have a very neat, clean-shaven pussy? I mean. Your vagina looks like it got a trim very recently.

Mona: So, you did notice my peach. But, let me confirm it wasn’t for any random man. Or, to be more precise. I am not dating anybody.

Ayan: So. You always keep it bald?

Mona: Hahaha. Okay, I am a bit ashamed to tell you this. But, you won’t believe how hairy my pussy was. I never bothered to care for it.

Ayan: So, when did you use the blade? Before leaving for Delhi?

Mona: No. Even though I really hoped something would happen there, I never thought we would go the full distance.

Ayan: So, when was it?

Mona: I shaved my pubic hair after I shared the bed with you. After the room-boy in the hotel asked me if you were my husband.

Ayan: But, why, Mom?

Mona: I don’t know, Ayan. I started having this feeling that I should be fully ready for you.

Ayan: What were you thinking, Mom?

Mona: I still don’t know, Ayan. I just felt I had to keep my love hole ready. Maybe, I did think about how it would be if we were really a couple. Maybe, I was just making sure I can serve you a pussy you would love to feed on. I hope I got it right.

Ayan: Yes! Yes, you did, Mom. Let me just tell you this. Your pussy is indeed the best pussy I have ever seen. And just like how the mole, above your lips, makes your face look more pretty, the black mole just above your pussy lips makes it look extra special.

Mona: Hahaha. So. You did look into my picture very carefully. You have found out a lot of ‘details’. I am equally impressed.

Ayan: You are so hot, Mom. I have not been able to take my eyes off the picture you send me. Not even the sexiest of actresses would look so exciting in the nude.

Mona: Hahaha. That is way too much of a compliment. But, I don’t mind this attention from my son. So, what were you going to do looking at my picture?

Ayan: Well.

Mona: Wait. What are you doing now?! I completely forgot. Why were you in the lift, Ayan? Where were you going?

Ayan: Don’t get angry, Mom. I was on my way to my friend’s room. To show him the picture you just sent me. I thought I should share it with him.

Mona: What? Oh my… Ayan. Please. Don’t do that. Please! Delete the picture!

Ayan: Hahaha. Why? Why should I delete it? A picture of a mother’s naked body in her son’s phone is normal. Right?!

Mona: Ayan! Delete it. Please. You cannot show that picture to your friends.

Ayan: Hahaha. Mom. Relax. Haha. I was just joking.

Mona: Why were you in the lift, then? Where are you heading to? What are you doing there?!

Ayan: I was walking towards the hostel gate, Mom. But then I took a break to text you. I just could not walk reading all your explosive messages. I am now near the exit. I need to catch a taxi.

Mona: Why? Where are you going? Isn’t it only 7:50 AM? Where are you going so early?

Ayan: I am going to the Railway Station, Mom.

Mona: Why? Did you leave anything behind?

Ayan: Hahaha. No. I have a train to catch.

Mona: What? Where are you going?

Ayan: I am coming back home!

Mona: What? You cannot be serious!

Ayan: I am.

Mona: Are you really coming home?

Ayan: Yes, Mom!

Mona: And, what are you planning to do once you are here?

Ayan: I haven’t really thought about it. Maybe spend time with you, like we did in Delhi.

Mona: So, you plan to do only what you did with me in Delhi?

Ayan: You only want me to sleep with you?

Mona: Was it only just sleep that you did in Delhi?

Mona waits for a minute, and on seeing no reply, she sends Ayan another text.

Mona: Your Dad has just left.

Ayan: Dad is really going to be away? So, it is only going to be you and me at home?!

Mona: Yes.

Ayan: But, I don’t think you are very happy to know I am coming home.

Mona: Who told you that?

Ayan: I think so. I feel like you don’t want me to come home.

Mona: I want you to, Ayan. I really want you to be home with me.

Ayan: Then, why do you sound so uncertain?

Mona: No way! Not at all. I am sure about this. I want this.

Ayan: I don’t know, Mom. I still think you don’t want me to come.

Mona: Well. Ayan. Listen. I have been trying to tell you this for a long time. I am tired of typing all this down. I am just done texting you. Now. This is what I want. I want you to come home. I want you to come home to your Mom. I want you to come home to your Mom and cum inside your Mom!!

As Ayan got into the same taxi that had dropped him off at his hostel gate, just a few hours ago, but now with a raging hard-on that clearly swelled out of his jeans, his mother pushed her fingers deeper into her craving cunt.

Ayan was heading to the Railway Station to hop into the same train he had got out of, but this time to head back home.

As Ayan reached the platform, unable to hide his excitement, his own mother moaned and groaned, imagining it was not her fingers but her own son pleasing her, as he found his way back inside her mature pussy.

The conversation between Ayan and his mother Mona was revelational, scandalous, and unbelievable. Neither of them was completely convinced it was all really true. But, nothing could stop them from being thrilled about what the future had for them.

A few more hours and everything was going to be different. They could change their minds, of course, but they were not going to do it. They did not want to. Lines were crossed, and boundaries were destroyed.

Each time the mother and son told each-other their truths, they were also constantly made to wonder how many lies they would have to tell the other people in their lives. They were constantly made to think about how they were going to keep this a secret as they continued to live their ‘normal’ lives.

Whatever they intended to do to make sure this stays between them, they very well knew they were never going to be the regular mother and son they were even until yesterday.

When Ayan gets back home, he wouldn’t be the son he thought he was. When he left for college, last night, as his mother watched anxiously, hoping for his best, suppressing her own desires. But, he was going to be the young stud his mother would be desperately waiting to welcome home and spread her legs for.

He was going to be the hunk she would never want to stop being pleased by. He was going to be the man she would want to have inside her for years to come.

THE END

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Ye story ek story reader ki hai. Jisne story padh kar kuchh karne ki sochi. Story mein kya kuch hua ye sab to story padh kar hi pata chalega. Family mein aaj kal kya kya ho sakta hai aap padh sakte hai is baap beti sex kahani mein.

Mere paas ek girl Chanchal ka email aaya. Usne story ko bohut like kiya tha. Maine usko thanks bol diya. Fir thodi hi der mein uska reply aaya. Usne puchha ki ye sab real mein hota hai kya. Maine bola hota hai.

Thodi hi der mein uska reply aa gaya. Usne meri age aur baki detail puchhi. Fir woh boli ki chat pr aa jao.

Chanchal – Ek baat btao ye sach mein hota hai kya?

Main – Aapko bol diya na ki ye sab hota hai.

Chanchal – Yaar aapki story padh kar bohut maza aata hai. Pahle bhi bohut story padhi hai magar aap wali story padh kar bohut feel hone lagta hai.

Main – Thanks.

Chanchal –  Yaar aap neei bhi help kar do na. Mujhe bhi is age mein chahiye jo mujhe khoob maza de.

Main – Tum bete se karna chahti ho kya? Hubby nahin hai tumhara?

Chanchal – Yaar unmarried hun. Meri age 19 hai bas.

Main – Koi boyfriend hai kya?

Chanchal –  Nahi hai.

Main – To bana lo. Tera to koi bhi boyfriend ban jayega.

Chanchal – Nahi yaar boyfriend nahi chahiye mujhe.

Main – To kis se karogi tum?

Chanchal – Yaar koi mature aadmi ho. Jo mere sath achhe se kare.

Main – Tera koi teacher ya pados mein Uncle dekh lo.

Chanchal – Nahi yaar un se nahin karna mujhe.

Main – Yaar tu kis se karna chahti hai. Sab ko reject kar rahi hai. Koi hai kya teri nazar mein.

Chanchal – Koi achha mature aadmi ho jo shadishuda ho usko experience bhi ho. Uske sath jagah ki bhi koi problem na ho. Koi shak bhi na kare.

Main –  Yaar aise to mujhe kya pata ki tere aas paas kaun rahta hai. Tu jis se chahti hai uska naam bol. Usko set jarur karwa dunga.

Chanchal –  Sach mein karwa doge na? Kahin mana to nahi karoge?

Main – Yaar tu chahti hai wahi hoga. Tu naam to bol.

Chanchal – Aap mana mat kar dena kahin. Mujhe to bas wahi chahiye.

Main – Tu jo bolegi usi se karwa dunga. Tu bol to sahi.

Chanchal – Yaar tu mujhe galat mat samjhna. Mujhe laga ki tum hi meri help kar sakte ho. Mujhe to bas usi ka lund chahiye.

Main –  Oh yaar. Tu uska naam bta de ek baar. 100 % karwa dunga. Ab naam bol de. Jyada time kharab mat kar. Jis se bolegi karwa dunga.

Chanchal –  Ok. Mujhe to bas ek hi aadmi ka lund chahiye woh hain mere papa.

Main – Oh kya bol rahi hai tu. Pagal hai kya? Apne baap se karegi tu?

Chanchal – Yaar aap ne bola tha ki help karunga. Ab aap aise mat bolo.

Main – Tu baap se kaise karegi?

Chanchal –  Bas tum idea do. Baki sab kar lungi.

Main –  Tum papa se hi kyun karna chahti ho?

Chanchal – Yaar woh mera crush hai. Papa wali story bohut achhi lagti hai mujhe. Mere papa pure hero hain. Khoob damdaar aadmi hain.

Main – Matlab?

Chanchal – Yaar maine unko kai baar dekha hai. Woh bohut jordar dhang se chudai karte hain. Kutiya bana kar khoob ragad kar chodte hain ki ladies ko bohut maza aata hai.

Main – Tune mom papa ki chudai kab dekhi?

Chanchal – Kabhi nahi dekhi. Papa mom ko itna nahi chodte.

Main – To tujhe kaise pata ki woh itna tez chodte hain?

Chanchal –  Yaar papa naukarani thi ek usko choda karte the. Mom ko shayad pata chal gaya tha to usne dusri naukarani rakh li. Ye budhi hai to papa ab kisi ko nahin chodte.

Main – Oh tu koi aur dekh le. Papa se bura nahi lagega tujhe?

Chanchal – Yaar mujhe bas papa ka lund chahiye. Unke lund ki diwani hun main. Papa jis dhang se chodte hain mujhe woh bohut pasand hain.

Main – Tera baap tujhe chod lega?

Chanchal- Papa ko sex bohut pasand hai. Waise bhi woh ek month se free hai aur mere jaisi jawan girl ko har koi chodna chahta hai.

Main – Oh.

Chanchal – Yaar ghar mein ghumti hun to papa kai baar mere boob ki aur dekhte rahte hain. Unko main achhi lagti hun. Kai baar mere boob jump lete hain to woh gaur se dekhte hain.

Main –  Oh aur kya karte hain?

Chanchal – Aur tu kuchh khas nahi. But woh meri taang ki taraf bhi dekhte hain. Kai baar chai dene jati hun to bohut happy hote hain.

Main –  Achhi baat hai.

Chanchal – Papa ko sex bohut pasand hai. Mujhe pata hai woh mom ki kai saheliyon ko bhi chod chuke hain. Agar meri chut unko mil gayi to unki khushi ka koi thikana nahin rahega.

Main – Ye to hai hi.

Chanchal — Ghar ki chut hun to jab marji chahe chod sakte hain. Koi shak bhi nahin karega. Sab ke sone ke baad papa ke room mein masti karungi.

Main – Teri family mein kaun hain?

Chanchal – Mom vinita 41, Papa Rajesh 44, bhai Ajay 21 aur main 19.

Main –  Tere bhai se kyun nahi chudwa leti?

Chanchal – Bhai bhi mast hai. Uska bhi papa ki tarah kafi lamba hai. But mujhe to bas papa hi chahiye.

Main — Papa aur mom ka behaviour kaisa hai?

Chanchal — Ghar mein sab bohut pyar se rahte hain. Papa bhi bohut cool hai. Mom bhi bohut achhi hai. Ek baat btau. Mom bohut hi achhi maal hai. Ekdum gori hai aur boob bhi kafi bade hain. Mom ke boob ki drar bohut mast hai. Kash mere boob bhi mom ki tarah ho jaye.

Main – Tere boob kaise hain?

Chanchal –  Pahle chhote the. Ab kafi bade ho gaye hain. Main mom par gayi hun. Dikhne mein ekdum mom jaisi hun.

Main –  Ok.

Chanchal – Main aur mom market jate hain to har koi mom ko dekhta rahta hai. Log mom ko dekh kar comments bhi karte hain.

Main – Yaar agar papa tujhe chodne lag gaye to teri mom pyasi rahegi. Uska kya hoga?

Chanchal – Yaar mom papa se bohut chudi hui hai. Mom ko ab naya lund dilwa do yaar. Mujhe papa chahiye. Waise bhi mom ko chahne wale bohut hain.

Main – Fir bhi koi?

Chanchal –  Yaar maine soch rakha hai ki mom ko bhai se set kar do taki mom hum dono ko disturb na kare. Mom bhai se chudwayegi to main papa se easy chudwa lungi.

Main –  Oh my god. Tu bohut smart girl hai.

Chanchal — Yaar bhai ko bhi koi chut chahiye. Bhai bhi kai baar mom ke boob dekhta rahta hai. Mom ki bra panty ko bhi dekhta hai. Yaar i think bhai ko mom mil gayi to woh mana nahin karega.

Main – Teri mom tere bhai se chudne ke liye tyar ho jayegi?

Chanchal –  Yaar mom bhi pura maal hai. Usko papa to chodte nahin to usko bhi lund chahiye. Bhai ke liye tyar hogi ya nahin ye btana mushkil hai. But woh bhai se kafi friendly hai.

Main – Oh. Ek kaam kar tu sab ke email de. Taki thodi information mil sake. In sab logon ki koi khasiyat hai to bata mujhe.

Chanchal –  Sab log cool hai. Bhai kafi smart hai. Apne room mein hi rahta hai. Mom ko nature aur music pasand hai. Ghar ko ekdum saaf rakhti hai. Papa kafi smart hain. Yoga karte hain. Papa jisko chodte hain usko barfi bolte hain. Mom ki tum tareef karna woh pat jayegi.

Main – Aur koi khas baat?

Chanchal – Tum pahle papa ko ptao. Jitna jaldi pata doge utna achha hai. Papa aaram se chat kar lenge. Cool hain to gussa nahi honge.

Main –  Achha hai. Papa ab free hain kya?

Chanchal –  Papa bahar hai. Aate hi message kar dungi. Tum chat kar lena. Aaj din bhar ghar hi rahenge.

Main – Sab log kahan sote hain?

Chanchal – Bhai uper sota hai. Main apne room mein. Papa raat ko apne room mein work karte hain fir mom ke sath sote hain. Mom ko neend bohut jaldi aa jati hai.

Main –  Chalo tera kaam ho jayega.

Chanchal – Yaar Papa mujhe chode aur bhai ko mom chode. Bas ye jugad karwa do. Mom agar bhai se chudwayegi to mujhe bhi maza aayega.

Main –  Theek hai. Papa ke aate hi bata dena. Ek baar papa ko pata dete hain fir teri mom ko bhai se chudwani hai.

Chanchal – Oh yaar tum bohut sweet ho Jitu. I love you, dear.

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Hi all the readers of ISS. This is my first story here. However, I have been reading stories here for at least 6 years. Firstly, thanks to all the writers. Here is a real incident that happened to me in January.

I am Viraansh, a native of Hyderabad, and working in Hyderabad. Coming from a rich and affluent family, I have always been into the party culture. Having finished my graduation from a reputed college in Hyderabad, I joined a well-reputed MNC.

The day I joined, along with me also joined another girl called Prerna. Though there were 120 people who joined with me on the same day, my eyes were only fixed on Prerna because of her sexy 36-28-40 figure (which I came to know later).

As days passed by, we became great buddies at work. My co-worker used to go out with me on weekends to party. We went to almost every pub in Hyderabad. However, there was nothing more than a friendly bond between us. For some reason, things never went beyond a cordial friendship between us.

One day, our manager chose both of us to lead a new project at our Bangalore office and we had to go there on a week long’s trip. We both were really excited as our office generally gives accommodation in really nice hotels.

We both landed in Bangalore and checked into a nice plush hotel in Koramangala area. We freshened up and had some leisure time as our work started only the next day.

I and my colleague decided to catch on an afternoon lunch with drinks and headed to an uptown bar. We casually ordered drinks and were talking about the good things life has done for us.

Suddenly, we got a call from the office and said that a girl by the name ‘Manisha’ will coordinate with us during our stay. She was an employee in our Bangalore office.

Soon, Manisha called us and asked us to meet her the next day morning at the office.

We finished our work for the week and Manisha offered to treat us with drinks. It was Friday night and we did not want to head to the busy pubs of Bangalore. Hence we invited Manisha to our hotel room to have drinks. She readily obliged and came to our hotel.

Manisha was a dusky beauty with 38-30-36. She had bigger boobs compared to my colleague Prerna.

We ordered a bottle of Vodka for the ladies and I ordered a bucket of beers for myself. We started drinking and Manisha suggested we play a game. We started playing “Never have I Ever” and the game was getting more interesting as time passed.

It was Manisha’s turn and she said, “Never have I ever had a threesome” and Prerna took a sip. I got the shock of my life. Being a curious soul, I asked her when did she do it. She narrated the story of how her ex-boyfriend and his best friend fucked her in a threesome.

After this conversation, things got a little bit spicy in the room and Manisha confessed that she always wanted to have a threesome but cannot dare to do it with two dicks. To which my drunk colleague Prerna immediately replied saying we can have it right then! I was excited and shocked at the same time.

By the time I got back to my senses, Prerna had removed her top revealing her milky white boobs in the red push-up bra!

She went to Manisha and started kissing her and started caressing my dick over my pants. I started touching Manisha all over and the heat was building up amongst us three.

We immediately shifted to the bed. Manisha also removed her top revealing her huge boobs in a black lacy bra. My colleague Prerna started removing my pants and was giving me a handjob over my pants while I was kissing Manisha and pressing her boobs.

I moved to suck Manisha’s boobs and Prerna started giving me a blowjob. She took the whole of my dick into her mouth and I was feeling heavenly.

I started removing Manisha’s pants and started touching her wet and warm pussy. Then I asked Manisha to sit on my face while Prerna was sucking my dick. I was licking Manisha’s pussy while Prerna was giving me a blowjob.

Manisha cummed all over my face and I asked her to ride me. She sat on my dick and started riding me in cowgirl position while Prerna sat on my face.

Prerna and Manisha were kissing each other and pressing each other’s boobs while Manisha was riding my dick and Prerna was riding my face.

Then I started to bang Prerna’s pink pussy in doggy position while she was busy licking Manisha’s pussy. I started banging her hard and spanked her and made her ass cheeks turn red. She was screaming out of pain and pleasure and was really enjoying the hard fucking and the spanking.

With my colleague’s licking, Manisha cummed again and it was now Prerna’s turn to cum.

I started fucking Manisha in missionary position while Prerna sat on her face. Within no time, Prerna also cummed. I was now about to cum and signaled them. Both the girls knelt before me and started blowing me in turns. I was enjoying the double blowjob.

With a loud force, I cummed and it fell on the face and boobs of two slutty Indian office girls. Both of them licked all the cum from each other’s body till the last drop.

We then ordered food and continued with another session after dinner. I and my office colleague Prerna returned to Hyderabad and our sexcapades continued. I will write separately about them.

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Hi friends, indru kathaiyil ilamaiyaana mallu pennai ilamaiyaana aan eppadi oothan enbathai intha kathaiyil paarkalam. En peyar Vishal, vayathu 27 aagugirathu, naan en nanbanai azhaithu kondu maruthuva manaiku sendren.

Naan sendrathu thaniyaar maruthuva manai enbathaal angu irukum pengal miga sexiyaaga irunthaargal.

Nan en nanbanai azhaithu selum pozhuthu oru sexiyaana mallu penai paarthen, aval mulai perithaaga sexiyaaga pazhuthu irunthathu.

Aval soothu solave vendam mallu pengal soothu ungaluku eppai irukum endru theriyum. Irunthaalum solugiren, soothu perithaaga vatamaaga thukalaaga irunthathu. Antha soothai muthalil paarthu thaan naan viyanthu paarthen.

Mallu ennai paarthu nadanthu vanthaal, avalai enaku migavum pidithu poi vitathu, aval mulaiyai vaitha kangal edukaamal paarthu konde irunthen. Mallu ennai paarthu sirithu konde sendraal, naanum aval pinee nadanthu sendren. Oru doctor irukum araiku sendraal appozhuthu thaan enaku therinthathu aval oru doctor endru.

Naan ulle sendru aval arugil amarnthu enaku kaalil lesaga vali eer padugirathu endru sollinen. Aval kaalai kamiyungal endru solinaal, ithai solum pozhuthu kaama aasaiyil malluvai paarthu kondu irunthen.

Aval mulai meethu shall ethum aniyaamale irunthaal, en kangal aval mulai meethu than sendrathu. Doctor ondrum illai neengal muthalil oru scan seithu vitu vaarungal endru solinaal.

Sari endru naan sendru en kaalai scan seithu vitu vanthu mendum malluvai paarthen, mallu scanai paarthu vitu ungaluku ondrum illai endru sollinaal.

Naan aval kangalai paarthu konde irunthen, naan parka sexiyaaga irupen. Naan aninthu irukum aadai pengaluku migavum pidithamaana oru vizhayam, naan ithu varai niraiya pengalai usar seithu matter potu irukiren.

Enaku irukum anubavathai mothamaaga mallu meethu kanbithu avalai eppadiyaavathu usar seithu matter seithu vida vendrum endru aarvamaaga irunthen.

Mallu parka thaluku muluku nu irunthaal, doctor pengal epadi irupaargal endru naan soli ungaluku theriya varuvathu illai. Athu matum ilamal avargal sex seivathai oru vishayamaaga eduthu kola maatargal.

Sex seithu seithu thaan soothu perithaaga vatamaaga virinthu irukirathu, niraiya oothu oothu soothu matrum mulaiyai perithaga vaithu irukiraargal. Aanal suma sola kudathu pengal doctor anaivarume soothai perithaaga thaan vaithu irukiraargal. Naan malluvai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthu pesi konde irunthen.

Mallu naan kama aasaiyil avalai paarthu kondu irukiren endru avaluku theriiyum, parkave moodaga irukirathu innum avalai oothal eppadi irukum endru ninaithu paarthen. Haaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa mallu enidam pesi konde irunthaal, ena seiyum pozhuthu ungaluku vali eer padugirathu endru ketal? Naan thinamum kalaiyil running ooduven appozhuthu vali eer padugirathu doctor endru sollinen.

Avaluku en meethu oru virupam eer patathu naan kalaiyil thinamum running oodugiren endru solliyaathum.

Naan ungal number irunthaal kodungal doctor endru ketu viten? Arugil yaarume ilai, sirithu neram yosithu vittu marunthu ezhuthum seetil aval mobile numberai ezhuthinaal. Mobile numberai ezhuthi vittu enaku ethuvendraalum message seiyungal endru sollinaal.

Naan appozuthu kama paarvaiyil avalai parthu vittu sari doctor rumba thanks endru solinen. Aval parava ilai neengal call seithaal enal athai eduthu pesa mudiyaathu athanaal thaan message seiya solugiren endru sollinaal. Aval ithazhai parka aarambithen, aduthu yarum ilai avalai parka, athanaal aval en udan pesi konde irunthaal.

Naangal nandraaga pesi nunbergal aaginom, veru entha personel help vendumanalum thanyangamal en idam kelungal.

Naan uthavi seigiren endru solllinaal, naan mendrum rumba thanks doctor endru sollinen. Pinbu naan angu irunthu kilamba maname illamal kilambinen, andru iravu hi merssage seithen. Aval atharukul message seithu viteergala endru ketal?

Naan amam ungalai paarthathil irunthu enaku kaiyum kalum odalai endru sollinen. Iruvarum pesi pazhaga aarambithom, aval doctor endru oru bavanaiyil pesa villai, scene ethum podamal nandraaga pesi pazhaginaal.

Ennai mama endru solli azhaithaal, naanum avalai vaa di poo di endru solli azhaithen. Iruvarum ondraaga pesi pazhaginom aduthu ena seiyalam endru keta pozhuthu aval room selalam endru sollinaal.

Ithu naal varai naan room sendru ellam kaamam seithathu kidaiyathu, muthal muraiyaaga oyo room selalam endru mudivu paninen. Avalidam sari sellalam endru sollinen, avaluku athu oru vizhayamaagave theriya villai. Iruvarum oru naal kalaiyil kilambinom andru thaan doctorku vidu murai andru iruvarum bikeil kilambinom.

Bikeil eeri iru mulaiyum en muthugil padum padi eeri amarnthaal, haaaaa iru mulai kaambum kuuraga en muthugai kuthiyathu.

Aval ennai katti pidithu kondaal sirithu thuram sendrathum, kaiyai thudaiyil vaithu irunthaal. En sunni viritha nilaiyil irunthathu, doctorai muthal muraiyaaga bikeil eetri sendren. Ithu oru puthu anubavamaaga irunthathu.

Aval azhagaga irunthaal, iruvarum bikeil sella aarambithom, neraga room selamal juice kudikalam endru oru kadaiyil juice kudithom. Juice kudithu vittu neraga room sendrom, oyo sendru roomirku sendrom. Naan ulle ethavathu camera irukiratha endru paarthu kondu irunthen. Ennai paarthu ena seithu kondu irukiraai endru ketu sirithaal.

Naan ethavathu camera vaithu irunthaal ena seivathu endru ketu vittu nandraaga alasi paarthu vittu aval arugil amarnthen. Iruvarin kai viralgal thoda aarmabithathu, doctor kai viral en meethu padum pozhuthe en sunni nangu viraithu vitathu. Avalai nerunginen, doctor ennai paarthu vetkap patal aachariyamaaga irunthathu.

Naangal pesi pazhagiye iru vaaram thaan aagugirathu, atharkul room vanthu vitom ingu vanthu paarthaal ippozhuthu thaan vayasu pen pola vetkap padugiraal. Kaiyai aval thudaiyil vaithen, ennai padam endru thirumbi paarthaal. Aval arugil innum nerungi amarnthen, aval kanathai pidithuu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen.

Doctor en ithazhai sappa aarambithaal, iruvarum ondraaga ithazhai sappi suvaithu kondom. En kaiyai naan aval mulai meethu vaithu thadava aarambithen, haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa ena oru mulai doctorku. Iru mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavi avalin aadaiyai kayata aarambithen. Doctor chudithaar aninthu irunthaal, aval topsail kayati ulle paarthen.

Neela vanna bra aninthu irunthaal, bravaiyum senthu kayatinen, ulle mulai kaambu karupaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu.

Karupu nirathil penty aninthu irunthaal, karupu nira pentiyaiyum serthu kayati vittu kuthiyil kai vaithu viralai kuthikule viten. Iru mulaiyai kaiyaal pidithu pisainthu vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen. Mulaiyai sappum pozhuthu kai viral kuthiyil irunthathu.

Iru mulai kaambaiyum vaaikul vizhungi sappi suvaithen, mallu haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithal. Sirithu neram mulaiyai sappi vittu kuthiyil mugathai vaithu thadava aarambithen, kuthiyil mudi eethum ilamal shave seithu suthamaaga vaithu irunthaal. Kuthiyil vaai vaithu naaku pottu naka aaarambithen.

Haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaa endru munari konde irunthaal, enaku aval pundai migavum pidithu irunthathu. Aval soothai iru kaiyaal pidithu iru thudaiku naduvil en thalaiyai vaithu nandraaga kuthiyai naki viten. Pinbu en sunniyai veliyil eduthu doctor mugathirku arugil eduthu sendren. Mallu en sunniyaai pidithu vaaikul vizhungi umba aarambithaal.

Umba aarambitha sirithu nerathil aval meethu nirvaanamaaga paduthu kuthiyil sunniyai vittu ooka aarambtihen. Haaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa endru munarum satham en kama veriyai thundiyathu, vidamal aval kuthiyil ooothu konde irunthen. En sunniyil vinthu varuvatharku munathaaga aval pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu.

Vinthu vantha pundaiyil sunniyai vittu oothu konde irunthen, haaaaaaaaaaa sunni muzhuvathum kuthikul irangi vegamaaga oothathu.

Vegamaaga kuthiyil oothu sunniyil vinthu varum pozhuthu sunniyai kuthiyil irunthu veliyil eduthu mulai meethu sunni kanjai adithu uutrinen. Iruvarum sirithu neram ooivu eduthu vitu mendum ooka aarambithom. Engalin tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri, vanakam.

Hello ISS readers. It’s Rohit back here with the next part of my story.

A week after this incident, I was hanging out with my friends for a birthday party. I told my mom that I’ll be home by the next day morning as I’m spending the night at my friend’s house. But suddenly my friend had to go to his native in the middle of the party due to some family issues.

So I returned home and happened to see my home locked as mom was not there. I entered with the spare key. It was late at night around 11:30 pm, and mom didn’t pick my call too. I was smoking in my balcony and saw Raghav’s car entering my apartment.

It stopped in front of my block. I saw mom getting out of the car, saying bye to him. I was waiting for her in the hall. She rang the bell after knowing that I am home as she could see my bike in the parking. I opened the door, and to my shock, she was wearing the black bodycon dress, which was gifted by Raghav.

She smiled and walked past me. She was wearing black stilettos with free hair. Her ass was lifted and bouncing for each step she made. Her cleavage was making the dress hotter. Her hair was messy, and her makeup, lipstick was blown away. I closed the door and asked her.

Me: Where did you go, maa? Why didn’t you pick my calls?

Mom: Raghav took me to a pub as it’s Saturday night. He called me in the evening and asked me if I’m free today. I didn’t have any work as you said you won’t be coming home tonight. So I joined him.

Mom: It was awesome there, Rohit. I never went to pubs wearing outfits like this. And you were right, a lot of guys were staring at me and offered me drinks.

Me: Oh, then you had a great time there, it seems. Okay, mom, I’m sleepy. Good night.

I went to my room and crashed in my bed. But with her messy hair and blown out makeup, I can say sure that she had foreplay with Raghav there or maybe inside his car. I wanted to make sure of my opinion. I waited till late at night and went to the washing machine area to check her outfit.

I opened the used clothes tub and found her Calvin Klein panty inside. Damn, it was so wet on her pussy region. I was right about their foreplay stuff. I was wondering that he played with her pussy too? Or just her boobs and ass?

But I was sure that mom gave a blowjob to him by seeing her lipstick blown away completely. So, finally, Raghav started to taste my mom.

A few days after this incident, Raghav visited my home casually at noon. He was talking with mom and me in a normal way. Mom went inside the kitchen to cook lunch, and I went to my room to watch YouTube.

Me: Maa, I am feeling drowsy and a bit tired. I’m gonna take a nap, wake me up before you guys have lunch.

Mom: Okay, Rohit, take some rest.

I went inside my room and closed the door partially. After some time, I slowly opened the door and peeked through the wall. I peeked through the door and saw Raghav standing near mom in the kitchen while she was cooking.

Mom was wearing a normal blue chiffon saree, which she wears at home usually, but looked quite hot. Raghav was standing behind mom, grabbing her hips and rubbing his face on her neck and biting her ears. Mom was closing her eyes and trying to concentrate on cooking.

Within a few seconds, he grabbed her hips with even more grip and pulled her back. He was rubbing his erection on mom ass and started kissing her from behind. Both of them were tasting each other’s tongue passionately. He slapped her ass cheeks and made her sit on the kitchen slab by kissing her madly.

Raghav grabbed mom’s boobs over the blouse and kissed her even more deeply. Within a few seconds, he spread mom’s legs by lifting her saree to her thighs and removed her red Calvin Klein panty. He sniffed her wet panty and dropped it down.

Raghav went inside mom’s saree and started to lick her pussy by grabbing her thighs and spreading it wide. Mom was in heaven by moaning and pushing Raghav’s head more towards her pussy, allowing him to suck her juices. Raghav was working with his tongue.

Mom removed her saree and pressed her boobs herself for more pleasure. But Raghav didn’t stop exploring her pussy as he was eating it with sheer passion. I got hard watching this scene, and within a few minutes, Raghav made mom suck his huge erect cock.

He was deep throating mom and made mom’s eyes filled with tears. I was sure that if this continues, Raghav will fuck my mom in the kitchen. I didn’t want that to happen today. I went back to my room by lying down in bed and started shouting, “Maa.” Mom came to my room after a minute.

Mom: What happened, Rohit? Why did you call me?

She was asking in a hurry and acting as nothing happened

Me: Nothing, maa, I’m hungry. I just called you to ask the lunch is ready is not.

Mom: Lunch will be ready in 5 minutes Rohit, I’ll call you.

Me: No problem mom, I’ll watch TV till then. Where’s Raghav?

Mom: He’s in the hall watching TV. Join him then.

I went and joined Raghav, who was on the couch already watching TV. I smiled at him, and he gave me a fake smile. I know he is mad on me for ruining his chance to fuck my sexy mom. But he didn’t show it on his face. Mom finished cooking and suddenly

Raghav: Okay, I’ll leave now, Aishu. Got a work to do, let’s see some other time.

Mom: Why? At least have your lunch here, Raghav.

Raghav: Uhh, no Aishu. I just received a text from my friend. I’m in a hurry now. I’ll taste it later.

I know he meant it in a double meaning, yet I didn’t mind what they were talking as I was acting like watching TV.

Mom: Okay, then, take care. Bye

A few days after this incident, it was Raghav’s birthday. He visited my home at 8:30 pm while I was watching TV with my mom. I knew that this is the night I should let him taste her completely, which will also satisfy my mom.

We ate our dinner and while Raghav was telling us about his surprise bday party by his friends that evening.

Mom: Oh, so you’re coming from your party? But it’s so early, why did you come here instead of enjoying it there?

Raghav: I felt like spending some time with you, that’s why. Do you have any problem with that, Aishu?

Mom: No, not at all, Raghav. You’re welcome to visit here anytime.

I understood that it’s time for me to leave them alone, I decided to leave from there

Me: Uhh, sorry, mom, Raghav. I’m kinda not feeling well today, I’ll get some rest. You guys carry on.

Mom: Okay, chello, (Darling in Tamil), get some rest.

Mom went to the kitchen to have some water.

Me: Happy Birthday Raghav, I hope you’ll get your gift today. Enjoy to the core.

I smiled after saying this. Raghav smiled back at me, knowing what I meant and why I’m leaving them alone now.

Raghav: Thank you, Rohit. I’m sure I will, and I’ll make sure your mom does too. Thanks again.

Mom returned back to the couch, and I started moving from there going into my room. It was 11 pm, and I badly wanted to know what’s happening in the hall. So I silently peeked through my bedroom door without making any sound. My mind was completely blank, as I didn’t know what to expect.

Raghav was kissing my mom by lifting her and resting on the wall. Both of them were kissing each other like horny animals. Raghav made my mom lay down on the couch and started to undress her red chiffon saree like a mad guy. He threw her saree to the entrance door and tore her red sleeveless blouse.

He removed her petticoat, and mom was just in her red sexy Calvin Klein bra and panty, which Disha Patani wore on her Instagram. Mom started to undress Raghav, and she was looking hot as fuck in Calvin Klein inners. Her boobs were visible, and her panty was tucked inside her ass cheeks, revealing her ass fully.

Raghav became nude, and he made my mom naked in seconds. She was looking like a sex bomb there wearing only her mangalsutra. He lay on top of her by kissing deep and played with her pussy by rubbing it in one hand. Mom was moaning and wiggling like a worm on the couch.

Raghav came down and sucked her boobs like a hungry baby. He was sucking her left boob and tweaking the nipple of her right boob. Now, mom completely lost herself to Raghav as she was staring at the ceiling and moaning loud. Raghav played with her navel by licking and circling it with his tongue.

After a few minutes, Raghav came down even more and spread her legs like opening a window to get the light of his night. He inserted his tongue inside mom’s wet pussy and started to fuck her with his tongue. Mom was in cloud nine with great pleasure pushing his head more towards her pussy

Mom: Aahh, Raghav, you get better at this every time. Don’t stop it, Raghav, I still have juices for you down there.

Raghav spread her legs even wider and went deep inside her wet pussy with his tongue. Now, mom wanted to feel his manhood inside her, and so did Raghav. He wanted to make my mom’s body to shiver with his thursts and claim her completely. They got up from the couch

Raghav: Aishu, I can’t wait anymore, let’s go to your room. You have a condom with you, right?

Mom: I had it till a few weeks back, but I threw it in the garbage without opening the box.

Raghav: Why?

Mom: Why should I have a condom when I’m going to be fucked by a guy who has a great sperm count and impregnates a stranger. I should feel his strong seeds inside me, right?

I got shocked after hearing this and got to know how much of a slut my mom is. Raghav quickly picked my mom in his hands and went inside her room. He noticed me peeping on them and smiled at me while going inside her room.

After a minute, I slowly walked towards mom’s room and found Raghav kept the door half open for me to peep on them. Mom was already on the bed lying down naked, and Raghav was sucking her toes. Mom was enjoying with a guy in the bed, which had her naked only with my dad.

She was closing her eyes and enjoying whatever Raghav did. Mom sucked Raghav’s hard cock like a hungry slut, slurping and licking with her saliva on his huge cock. It must have been 7 inches. He pushed my mom and deep throated her by ramming his cock inside her mouth.

When Raghav removed his cock from her mouth, she was coughing and gasping for air. But still hungry for his dick as she was asking him more.

Raghav: Are you okay to do this wearing your mangalsutra? You can remove it if you want, I don’t mind it

Mom: I don’t care about it too. What do you want me to do with that?

Raghav: Well, you can wear it for the first round. While seeing it, I’ll remember that I’m fucking someone’s wife.

Mom: Aahh, you kinky bastard.

Raghav saw me peeping on them, but he didn’t show it as if he knows it. It was time for mom to take Raghav’s huge cock inside her. Raghav pulled her legs closer and widened her thighs. My heart was pounding like a drum. Mom was looking at Raghav’s eyes.

He inserted his whole 7 inches inside her with a single thurst, which made my mom scream in pain. Raghav was fucking my mom slowly in a romantic way by kissing her forehead and lips, making her forget the world she is in. He slowly increased the pace of his thrusts.

He started to fuck her hard in missionary. After a minute, he switched to a spooning position by grabbing her boobs in one hand and squeezing her ass on the other hand. Mom broke the position and started to ride Raghav from the top while he was playing with her boobs. I had a huge erection watching this.

Mom’s breasts were bouncing along with her mangalsutra according to her rhythm. Raghav pushed mom down and said.

Raghav: It’s time for you to feel my seeds inside you.

Raghav made mom spread her legs wide and entered her with an easy thurst. He started to pound her fast and deep, which made mom moan loud.

Raghav: Look into my eyes, Aishu, you want me to impregnate you?

Mom: Yes, fill me up, Raghav. I’m begging you, put your seeds inside me.

Raghav: You’re gonna get what you asked, Aishu.

Raghav increased his pace and went deep inside my mom’s pussy, which was never explored by dad. He made a loud grunt by ejaculating his huge load of seeds inside mom’s womb. Mom closed her eyes and felt the warmth of his hot semen flowing inside her. Raghav fell on my mom’s boobs, gasping slowly.

Mom: Wow, that’s the best fuck I ever had in my life. You are such a beast, Raghav.

Raghav: There’s more to come from this beast tonight, Aishu. Be prepared.

Mom: I’m prepared for everything, beast.

Both of them were laying down in bed for some time,

Raghav: Wash yourself and get ready in 10 minutes. I’ll have something to eat to give you more in the next round. You’ll know it later, now go clean yourself.

Mom went to the bathroom and locked the door. Raghav was coming out of the room. I went back to my room and decided to wait until the next session starts. I saw a person coming inside my room, and it was Raghav. He was in his boxers and eating a dark chocolate bar.

Raghav: I hope you enjoyed it too, didn’t you?

Me: Yeah, you were awesome. It looks like you got your birthday gift.

Raghav: Yeah, it was awesome. But I want to give you something too. Do you want to fuck your mom?

Me: No, I don’t want to fuck her, Raghav. I just wanted to watch her being satisfied. As it was hot, now I want to see her getting fucked like a slut. That’s all.

Raghav: Okay, no problem, man. I’ll give you a signal, come inside the room after that.

Saying this, he left my room and entered my mom’s bedroom. After a minute, I went back to my old position outside my mom’s bedroom and started to peek on them. Mom came out of the bathroom, had some of the chocolate from Raghav.

Raghav: So, ready for the next session, bitch?

Mom was shocked to hear bitch from his mouth as he never called her in a rough way or in an abusive manner.

Mom: Yeah, I think this one is going to be a rough one. I can figure it from your words, lol.

Raghav gave mom a red cloth that was torn from her saree and blindfolded her, making mom unable to see anything after that.

Raghav: Can you see anything now?

Mom: No, it’s totally dark.

Raghav: Good, now remove your mangalsutra and throw it in a corner.

Mom removed her mangalsutra and did as he said. She was naked from head to toe now. Raghav made a hand signal to call me. I went into mom’s room silently and sat on the bed next to Raghav with some distance. I saw my mom completely naked, waiting to get fucked.

Raghav kissed mom and slapped her face hard, which made her cheeks turn red. He sucked her boobs hard and bit her nipples, which made her scream.

Mom: Aah, it’s paining, Raghav. Do it carefully.

Raghav: Shut up, bitch, you’re just a whore now.

Saying this, Raghav made her stand on her knees. He spread mom’s ass cheeks and started to lick her asshole, which made mom moan.

Mom: Aah, I never had my asshole licked Raghav. It’s turning on me more.

Raghav stopped licking her ass after 5 minutes and said

Raghav: It’s time for the jockey to ride his horse.

Raghav entered mom’s ass by making 4-5 thursts which made her scream in pain. He started to fuck her mercilessly by pounding her hard and deep. I could see his balls hitting my mom’s ass making her ass to vibrate for his thursts. He was spanking mom’s ass real hard while riding her.

He fucked her ass for almost 30 minutes and slapped her ass. Mom’s ass was already red. He made mom spread her legs and started to fuck her pussy roughly. Mom was screaming and moaning at the same time. I can’t control anymore as I was rock hard. I took my pants off.

Mom: Damn, I’m cumming for the fourth time, Raghav. Keep riding this bitch like that.

I could see Raghav literally tearing up my mom’s married pussy. Since Raghav didn’t have any other hole to fuck, he stopped after fucking her pussy for 20 minutes. He winked at me.

Raghav: I still got plenty of juice, bitch. I want to explode in your mouth. Now get on your knees and open your mouth so that I can splash it in your mouth.

Mom followed as he said and did that. Raghav signaled me to jerk off on her mouth for him with a smile. Raghav got up from the bed, and I went near her with my hard cock. I started to jerk my cock near her mouth. All of a sudden, she grabbed my cock and began to suck it.

It felt like heaven, and I didn’t want to stop that. Mom was sucking my cock, thinking it’s Raghav. I began to grab her boobs and mouth fucked her. After a few minutes, I exploded my huge load of cum inside her mouth. She swallowed it completely and crashed on her bed.

Raghav signaled me to get out of the room. I slowly got up, taking my pants, and left the room by keeping the door half-open. He unfolded mom’s blindfold, and she was fucking tired. She had tears in her eyes as she got the satisfaction she fantasized for years.

Raghav and mom had a deep romantic kiss for a long time. I went to my room and slept. I was tired after ejaculating and had the deepest sleep in recent times. I woke up in the morning and peeped outside to see what’s happening. Mom was bouncing on Raghav’s dick on the couch.

Raghav: I never imagined you will bounce on my dick like this. Don’t do it in a hurry. I want to fill you up again and impregnate you. Are you okay with that?

Mom: Yeah, no problem. I can abort it in the early stage.

Raghav fucked mom in missionary after that and filled her again with his seeds. They had great morning sex, and Raghav left my home at 8 am. I came out of my room casually at 8:45 and saw mom in a fresh look. She took a bath and dressed normally like nothing happened yesterday.

Mom: Good morning, chello, get ready. I’ll make you some pasta for breakfast.

Me: Uhh, sure, mom.

I went to my room to get ready for the day. Mom never knew that she sucked my dick till now. I, too, never had any sexual feelings for her after that. Instead, I have feelings to watch her get fucked like a slut.

Raghav continued to fuck mom for a few months, and then he went to Australia for work. After a few months, mom told me that Raghav got married there in Australia and decided to settle there with his parents. She was kinda happy for him as a friend but felt sad as his slut.

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So hey guys! I am Siddharth from Chandigarh, here with the best real-life experience. So I am 20 years old, well-built guy, athletic body, fair in color and with a buddy of 7.2” inches. So without taking any further time, let’s jump into the story.

So I was in a relationship with Sneha (my hot girlfriend) for the last two years. And I’d say that we had the best moments together. So she’s also 20 years old with seriously a great figure of 34-30-34. Fair in color, slim, and I would say, a girl every guy would die to have sex with.

And most importantly, we used to have crazy sex sessions quite frequently, and we always used to try new things during sex! (Here’s the main thing that made it the best possible experience!)

So as Sneha and I used to have amazing sex sessions. (I’ll share those experiences in another story, and you’ll love those too). So she also used to share our experiences with her friends, and she used to tell me how jealous her friends were of our sex life.

And here comes the main character of the story, Tanya (Sneha’s close friend). She was also very beautiful, fair in color, an amazing figure of 34-30-34. She was also in a relationship with Rahul. They both were in love, but the thing was that her sex life was very miserable.

But being in love with Rahul, she didn’t want to ditch him. So as she was very close to Sneha, she asked Sneha a favor, which is very difficult for any girlfriend. Tanya asked Sneha if it was possible at any cost that Tanya and I can have sex only once.

This showed Tanya’s desperation for sex. She said that it was only me whom she can trust as she was also a nice friend of mine. So when Sneha heard this, she was completely shocked, and anyone can imagine her situation. Her close friend requesting her to let her sex with her love.

But as I told you, we used to try many new and interesting things. This situation acted as an opportunity for Sneha. Then Sneha proposed Tanya that she can have sex with me only if she’ll then have a threesome. It was Sneha’s favorite fantasy to have a threesome.

Tanya also agreed but with a condition to have once alone, and next time she’ll have a threesome. So they both made a complete plan. Sneha knew that I might not agree with this as Tushar was also one of my friends. So Sneha called me up and told me that we can meet on Saturday.

She told me, “There’s a very special surprise waiting for you. Prepare hokar aana!”

So when I reached her place and entered the room. I saw a blindfold and a paper on which she had written. ‘Prepare yourself for the best surprise, and don’t remove these blindfold. And enjoy the ride.’

I got completely excited. I blindfolded myself and lay down on the bed. I suddenly felt someone approaching me. I tried to get up, but I was pushed back to lie down again. And she tied my hands back with the bed, which made me horny as fuck!

The main thing was she was Tanya alone with me, whom I was assuming to be Sneha!

The next thing I observed was my shirt buttons opening. Tanya licking my neck and giving me love bites like anything! She moved down, licking my chest. She was not at all speaking or letting me speak. And the next thing I felt was she pressing my dick over my pajama very hard.

That gave me an instant hard-on. To which I heard her voice for the first time. She said, “Oh, fuck!” Hearing her voice, I was sure that she is not Sneha! The same reply came from me, “Oh, fuck!” Then I was going to ask her, “Who are you?”

I can only observe my pajama and underwear removed and warmth of a girl’s mouth! I got my senses back and tried to resist, but that seemed to be very late. She was not going to stop now. She became nude and sat over my face. But I was not opening my mouth.

The next thing I observed was a soft bite on my dick, which made me open my mouth like “Aahh.” She just pushed her pussy into my mouth, and its truly my weakness that I love pussy licking. I stopped resisting and started licking her pussy deep and hard.

And within no time, the room was filled with her moaning sounds. I licked her pussy for about 20 minutes, and she finally cum. But that was only the beginning. She got up and lay over me, and now she knew that I’ll also not stop. We smooched passionately, and she suddenly removed my blindfold.

I was just shocked seeing one of the hottest girls forcing me to have sex with her! Then it was me who took charge. We started kissing each other very passionately. Our tongues were rolling out in each other’s mouth. I gave her lots of love bites.

I moved down and massaged her boobs very hard, sucking them and biting her nipples. The room was again filled with her moans. I moved down to reach my heaven to lick it again. But she said, “You’ve already done an amazing job sucking it. Just show me some action now.”

Then she begged me to fuck her like a whore. She said, “Aaj chod daal mujhe. Aisi halat karde meri ki mera chalna bhi mushkil ho jaye!” Then I gently placed my dick on her pussy and started rubbing it slowly. It was very tight and was feeling like she has not been fucked for a long time.

Then, I applied some force, and half of my dick was in her vagina. She shouted very loudly with pain, “Aahh.” I started stroking her slowly now. Now her pain got vanished. She was enjoying riding my full dick. The room got filled again with her moans.

Then, I increased my speed a lot. I was fucking her like there was no tomorrow! But she was also enjoying it to the fullest! We had a long session of about 30 minutes. She felt the real fun and pleasure of sex. We had lots of fun and had 4 sessions that night, providing her the best pleasure.

But the real fuckup occurred when suddenly Sneha entered the room while we both we cuddling. But I still didn’t know that it was her plan. I was shocked again, and I started feeling sorry. Here was her second plan to have a threesome and me being a slave to both of them.

I’ll continue this story of me being a slave in another story. I hope you enjoyed this too. I’ll appreciate all the feedback. Anyone can reach me through hangouts on [email protected].