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In this part, Ajay makes his first girlfriend.

Passing through his room, his mom peeks into his room, making sure her baby is alright. She heads to her room and sleeps peacefully.

The next morning.

“Good morning, mom!” said Ajay.

Mom: Good morning, sweety. How did you sleep last night?

Ajay: I slept great, mom, and how about you?

Mom: Me, too, sweetheart. Baby, are you feeling alright? No peepee problems, right?

Ajay: Yes, mother, although it did get hard again in the morning. Are you sure I shouldn’t see the doctor about it?

Mom: No, sweety, it’s alright, if it feels too uncomfortable, you can always tell mommy. If it’s bad, I’ll take you to the doctor. (curiously) So how did you get your peepee down in the morning?

Ajay: Well, after peeing, it just came down on its own.

Mom: That’s good, but if you get your peepee hard like that again trying taking care of it yourself by rubbing yourself. Ok, sweety?

Ajay: Ok, mom!

Ajay hugs his mother with some distance between their body since a close embrace with her seems to be getting him hard.

Mom: Now what was that? that does not even count as a hug! Come give your mother a proper hug.

Ajay: Getting later for school, mom. See you, bye!

And he heads for his school without having to hug her again. At school, as classes start, Sneha sits beside him.

Sneha: Hello, Ajay.

Ajay: Hey, you seem to be in a good mood today.

Sneha: Well, I do feel good today.

Ajay: Any particular reason?

Sneha: No reason, just feeling good.

Ajay: So, I’ll see you later today at my house?

Sneha: Yes, your parents won’t mind, right?

Ajay: Of course not, you are welcome. My mom is very sweet.

Halfway through the class period, she asks

Sneha: So, how’s the little friend down there doing?

Ajay: Huh? Little friend?

Sneha: Your cock, you dumbo, although it’s not at all little. It’s like the size of a horse’s penis.

Ajay: Yeah, it’s alright now. I seemed to have learned some things to keep it under control, and really? You are one weird girl. You notice animal penis’s too?

Sneha: What? I was just making a metaphorical comparison.

Ajay: Oh, ok.

Sneha: So, you know now how to keep it under control, huh?

Ajay: Pretty much.

Sneha: Well, let’s see if that’s true.

Under the bench, she rubs his thighs to his crotch. His cock responds to her touch and gets erect.

Ajay: What are you doing? Are you crazy?

Sneha: I am just checking how much you can control yourself. And from how hard your cock is right now, I must say you weren’t honest.

She rubs along the length of his cock over his pants. He tries to remove her hands, but she persists against his attempt to stop her.

Sneha: Well, if you keep doing that, people will notice, and we will get caught. Is that what you want?

Ajay: No, so will you stop doing that?

Sneha: Oh, c’mon! Let me just play with it for some time, and I will stop, I promise.

Ajay: Sneha! It will make a mess in my pants if I cum in them so please stop.

Sneha: Just a few more minutes.

She drops her pen on the floor and bends, kissing his cock over his pants for a brief moment. Ajay gasps in pleasure. And with that, she ends teasing him.

Sneha: See? As I promised.

Ajay: Yeah, but what about this tent in my pant you’ve made? This is going to be so much trouble.

Sneha: School is about to end, and I am the one sitting next to you. I can say for myself that I don’t mind that tent. If you hadn’t been such a baby about it, I would be playing with it.

As school ends, Ajay hangs his bag in his front to hide the boner. And starts walking home. Sneha approaches from the back and grabs his butt,

Sneha: I’ll come to your home by 6 pm.

And with that, she leaves for her home. Ajay reaches his home. While having lunch.

Ajay: Mom, my classmate will be coming this evening to study.

Mom: Ok, sweety, who’s this boy that will be coming to study?

Ajay: It’s a girl, mom. Her name is Sneha.

Mom: Oh, well, that’s new. I never knew you had lady friends.

Ajay: Yeah, it just happened in the past few days. So, I hope it’s ok with you if she comes to study, right?

Mom: Of course, sweety, its ok,

In the evening, there is a knock on the door. Ajay’s mom opens it.

Sneha: Good evening,, aunty, I am Sneha. Is Ajay home?

Mom: Oh, so you are Sneha. Nice to meet you, dear. I’ll call him. He must still be sleeping.

Sneha: Nice to meet you too, aunty.

Mom: You know what, dear? There’s his room, knock on it, and he will open it. Let me get you two something to drink by then.

His mom shows her the way to his room and goes to the kitchen. After some knocks, Ajay opens the door.

Ajay: Hey! I am sorry I slept a little longer than I usually do. Come on in

Sneha enters the room, keeps the bag on the chair, and settles down on his bed. In the bright light of the room, her dress’s thin material reveals her bra, which is too small for her revealing most of her breasts.

Ajay: Hey, do you know where is my mom?

Sneha: She went to the kitchen.

Ajay: Oh, ok, so what do you want to study today?

Sneha: I have no idea. You are the one who’s supposed to teach, so whatever you feel like doing.

Ajay: Ok, let’s start with the first chapter then.

His mom enters the door with tea and snacks in a tray.

Mom: Please drink this while it’s still hot, and have a nice time, kids.

Sneha: Thank you, aunty.

After an hour of studying.

Sneha: Oh, god! This is all so boring; can we stop for today and do something else?

Ajay: Really? We just completed one chapter, and it was an easy one.

Sneha: I am really not in the mood for studying. Please?

Ajay: Ok, I guess we’ll do the rest of it later. So, what do you want to do?

Sneha: Thanks. I haven’t thought about what to do. How about we try something new that you or I have never done before?

Ajay: Like trying drugs, or going someplace new?

Sneha: Yeah, but only the things that can be done from your room.

Ajay: Ok.

Sneha: so, let me see, what can we do from within your room? Hmm… not much option. Have you ever seen porn?

Ajay: No, I don’t think so

Sneha: Ok, so let’s watch porn then. What kind would you like to see?

Ajay: I don’t know. Whatever you want to play.

Sneha: Well, let’s just watch the first video on the home screen of the webpage.

She plays the first video on the website, an oral sex video, where two people have sex. The girl is giving the man a handjob and rubbing his balls. Ajay’s cock gets hard watching the following scene.

Both Ajay and Sneha focused on porn. The guy in the video goes down the girl, spreading her legs, rubbing her pussy hard, and fingering her.

Ajay: What is he doing that for?

Sneha: Oh, boy, you are such a beginner! Just like how you get hard, women get wet. Oh my! Speaking of hard, your cock is erect, Ajay.

Ajay: Oh, ignore it, I’ll deal with that later.

And they continue watching the video, where innocent Ajay gets sex lessons. The couple in the video get in position and start sucking each other off.

Ajay: Eww, that’s dirty! Why do they even do that? Can’t they just rub each other off?

Sneha: It is said that getting your pussy/cock licked feels really amazing.

Ajay: Huh, well, that’s one more thing I didn’t know. I must say this is amazing, me teaching you school-related subjects, and you teach me our body-related things.

Sneha (flattered): I am a bit of an expert in biology myself

Ajay: Have you ever been licked that way? Or sucked someone else’s penis like that?

Sneha: Oh, god, no, I have never tried this. If I ever did this with one of my bf’s, they would then keep babbling about it to the whole school.

The video has been arousing Ajay so much that his cock is making a tent in his pants, making him uncomfortable.

Ajay: I am removing my pants. It’s getting uncomfortable.

Before Sneha could respond, Ajay removes his pant and underwear, completely naked below the shirt.

Sneha: Oh my god! What are you doing?

Ajay: I am sorry, it’s just making me uncomfortable. I thought since you’ve seen my penis, it won’t be a problem. I am sorry, I’ll put my pants back on then.

Sneha: Hold on, if it’s making you uncomfortable, then don’t wear the pant. Just don’t say anything about this to anyone in school, or I’ll kill you!

Ajay: I would never tell anyone about this in school. Thanks for understanding.

While Ajay watches the video, Sneha’s eyes are fixed on his cock as she watches his erect cock twitching.

Ajay: Hey, what happens when you rub the pussy too much?

Sneha: We cum like how you do.

Ajay: Really? I would love to see that

Ajay puts his hand under her skirt, pushing his fingers on her pussy over her panty, ready to rub her.

Sneha: Hey! What the hell are you doing?

Ajay: Hey, c’mon! I am just curious. Besides, you rubbed my cock in class. I just want to see what happens, please?

With the pressure of his fingers building up over her pussy, she starts to get moist.

Sneha: Ok, let me remove the panty. I don’t want my panty all wet.

Sneha takes off her panty and spreads her legs. Ajay moves close, watching her pussy. He was watching one so close for the first time in his life. He ruffled his fingers through her pussy hair. He moves his fingers over her pussy and begins imitating the video’s actions.

He starts rubbing her pussy slow and steadily, familiarizing himself with how it’s to be done. He speeds up gradually, rubbing her pussy faster, harder. Sneha tries to silence her moans, keeping a pillow over her mouth.

Her whole body is shaking as he rubs her pussy. His hands get wet from all the juices flowing through her pussy,

Sneha: Aah! Fuck yes! Oh, my god!

Her whole body starts shaking, and she finally cums.

Sneha: Fuck! That was one of the strongest orgasms I ever had. You sure know how to please a girl.

Ajay: That was awesome to watch you cum.

Sneha: C’mon, let’s do something about your boner.

She sits beside him and grabs his cock, stroking it.

Sneha: You can touch me if you want.

Ajay grabs her breasts with one hand and starts rubbing her pussy with another as she strokes his dick.

Ajay: Sneha, can I put my finger inside your pussy?

Sneha: What? No! I have never done that.

Without paying any heed to her, he proceeds to his middle finger inside her pussy. As his finger enters halfway through her tight pussy.

Sneha: Aah! Ajay, please go slow.

To silence her up, Ajay leans on her and kisses her lips, shutting her mouth. As his finger enters its full length inside her pussy, she bites his lips out of pain. The kiss gets vigorous as he increases the fingering pace, with her muffles of this extreme pleasure barely audible. She grabs back onto his dick and starts stroking it very fast.

Ajay: I am going to cum!

And he ejaculates on her leg, shortly after Sneha’s body shakes up in violent tremors as she cums for the second time. Exhausted, they fall into each other’s arms, with Ajay laying on top of her. His cock is right above her pussy. They both look into each other’s eyes.

Ajay: That was the most amazing experience of my life.

And he kisses her again, holding her through her waist, keeping her in a tight embrace. She kisses back, their tongues playing with each other in the mouth they roll over each other.

Sneha: Ajay, can we rest? I am exhausted.

Ajay: Sure.

Ajay releases her, and they lay on the bed. Sneha takes his arms and puts it over her belly hinting at him to spoon her. He holds her again, his hand over breasts squeezing and massaging them, her butt rubbing his crotch.

Sneha’s feelings about Ajay have changed, and she feels more affectionate with him. His penis starts to regain its size getting hard again.

Sneha: Ajay! You just came. How the hell did it get hard again?

Ajay: Can you please rub me again?

Sneha turns her head back, looking him in the eyes. And plants a kiss on his lips.

Sneha: Sometime later Ajay, maybe tomorrow, I am too tired now. God help the girl who will be your girlfriend or wife. With so much stamina and the size of your cock you might kill her of pleasure.

Ajay: Will you be my girlfriend?

Sneha is surprised by his question. She expected it to be the last thing him doing. Before she could answer his question, there is a knock on the door.

Mom: Sneha beta, it’s getting late. Your parents might be worried

Sneha: Oh yes, aunty, I didn’t realize time fly by.

Mom: do you want me to call them and tell them that you’d be here for some more time?

Sneha: Oh no, aunty our today’s study session is about to end. I will go straight home then.

Mom: Ok, beta, come when you are ready to go home. I’ll drop you. It’s not safe for a girl to go out alone.

Sneha puts back on her panty and adjusts her dress, and Ajay puts back on his clothes. She gives him a final hug and kisses on the cheeks.

Sneha: It was great today. See you tomorrow, Ajay!

Ajay: Bye, Sneha.

And she leaves with his mom. Ajay lays on the bed, thinking about today’s events. He’s still hard, but he will think about that later.

Horniness is a state of mind (as I realized at a family wedding). It takes us to our most delightful, darkest, and dirtiest thoughts. Sex is the delightful journey of life that keeps us attracted and attached to each other. Sex is fun. Sex is a thrill. Sex is Joy. Sex keeps us all alive and awake.

The maddening feel, touch, warmth, heat, desires, passion, urge, and want of more are the few things that keep us insanely hooked to sex all the time. You watch sex, read sex, imagine sex, or do sex. It will always make you feel delighted and thrilled, begging in want of more.

Officially to get a boy and girl to have sex, we arrange and celebrate marriages. What is the first thing that happens after marriage? ‘First Night’ and the first trip after marriage, ‘Honeymoon,’ are related to sex. The excitement of these 2 events of life is unforgettable, simply beautiful, and exciting.

On a lighter note, I would say we are allowed to fuck, fuck again, and fuck more. You never know when life will start to fuck us back after marriage. Life moves amazingly fast, catching up with 40s, super excited with every year of new awesome experiences.

It’s been a wild journey with many stories on ISS. Vinay, 38-year-old from Chennai. Mail your comments, feedback, or connect directly at [email protected].

It was a winter marriage season, my wife’s cousin’s sister’s son’s marriage. My wife was not able to make it due to our child’s exams. Either one of us had to attend the marriage. I flew to Jaipur. The marriage destination was 45 km away from the airport.

Both the marriage parties were affluent families. Excellent arrangements were made. The resort had 60 villas, the entire resort was booked for 3 nights. Lavish decorations, beautiful settings, delicious food, personalized services were the highlight of the wedding.

It was a perfect setting for a dream wedding – chilled climate, the lovely company of my sisters-in-law. I could not have asked for anything better, a fantastic break from routine. The only missing link was to have somebody hot and sexy in bed to enjoy in the chilled climate.

I have 2 own sisters-in-law’s (wife’s sisters), Sapna and Srishti, my wife being the eldest. Sapna is the youngest. She is a little heavy but a hot body, huge boobs, a lovely big ass. She is outspoken, very moody carries lots of attitudes. Her looks are heavy, but she has a very beautiful face and a fair complexion.

With her heavy figure 38-34-36, she looks like a bomb, and in fact, she explodes every now and then due to her temper. She has a figure which would be hands full and a mouth full in bed. She is married to an entrepreneur. It was a love marriage out of our community.

Srishti is next – slim, sexy, beautiful, sharp, speaks limited but straight to the point. A perfect dream woman for every man, extremely hot, always makes heads turn. She has lovely figure 36 -30-34, looks sexy from every angle. Her dressing is pitch-perfect knows how much to hide and how much to expose.

Very caring, affectionate towards my family, always love her company. She is married to a businessman from a little conservative joint family. Despite being born and brought up in a modern family, she has managed to get along very well in that family.

Bodies like Srishti’s give sexual desire its meaning! Her charm, lovely body, fantastic curves would drive me mad and make me horny every time I was close to her. I was on excellent terms with both my sisters-in-law.

It was peak business season for Srishti’s husband, and Sapna’s husband was out of the country on a project. Both Sapna and Srishti traveled along with my father-in-law to Jaipur. They had left1day before my departure. I reached Jaipur boarded the cab.

After some time, Srishti called to find out where I was. My wife had given Srishti special instructions to take care of me and make sure that I am not bored. I informed her I would reach in 20 minutes.  She informed me that they are waiting to have lunch along with me.

I was welcomed by a half-hug by Sapna and, as always, a warm tight hug by Srishti. Her boobs crushed on my chest as she gave me a tight hug. I hugged her back. I could feel the thin straps of her bra on my fingers. I kissed her forehead

She said, “It’s been a long time, Jiju, almost 5 months.” I said, “Always happy to see you both.” Sapna would never get so touchy. She always avoided it. I guess it was due to her huge boobs. Even a half-hug would give me a feel of her soft flesh.

Srishti was the kind of woman with whom you always want to have a hot, torrid affair. There was no denying that my desires scalded my veins like fire every time I was near her. I kept my luggage in the room, went for a quick shower.

We came to the lawn where lunch was arranged. The next function was scheduled at 5.30, followed by high tea – snacks, sangeet, and dinner. We were in the room relaxed, chatting. Father in law also joined. After spending some time, he went to take a nap.

Around 5 pm, Srishti told me, “Jiju, first you get ready, you can wait in dads’ room. Then we will also change and get ready.” I kept my suitcase near her, asked her to keep my dress ready. She loves to decide what I should wear. I quietly took my undies, went to the washroom for a quick shower.

I came back with my towel wrapped around my waist. She had kept my kurta pajama ready. Sometimes when we were together, it felt as though we really were a couple. Both the girls were sitting busy sorting out their dresses, fashion accessories, and makeup kits.

Srishti kept a sexy black lacy bra and panty on her dress. My eyes fell on them. I looked at Srishti, then at the sexy set of lingerie. She looked into my eyes and kept speaking to me. In the meantime, Sapna went to the bathroom.

My body was still wet. She was looking at my body. She kept her fingers on my waist and said, “Jiju climate is chilly. You may get cold. Wipe your body properly.” She started to wipe drops of water from my body slowly with her fingers.

Her touch was delightful, her warm, gentle fingers rolling on my body, the sight of her sexy lingerie. My imagination of how she would look in that lovely bra and panty aroused me in no time.

I pulled out my towel to wear my pajama. She could not resist but steal a glance at my rock hard dick. It created a perfect bulge to catch her attention. The stiffness and firmness made it appear very awkward. I was so close to her. I could see her eyes glued to my dick with a sensual smirk.

She kept staring at my dick with her fiery flashing eyes and flushed cheeks. Her boobs started heaving beneath her tight T-shirt. Her eyes were wide open, and she looked surprised, looking at the size of my dick. She had turned red and looked radiant sitting there.

There was an uneasy silence in the room. It was broken by Sapna calling from the washroom to check if I had left. I had to go to the opposite room. Both the girls got ready. By 6.00, we left for the lawn where the function was to be held. I desperately wanted to see Srishti in that sexy black lingerie.

Her cousins and relatives were dancing to the beats of bhangra dhol. Grooms mother held my hands and pulled me into the dancing crowd. I had to dance along with her for 5 minutes. After her attention moved to some other guests, I held Srishti’s hand and pulled her into the dancing crowd.

We pulled Sapna also into the crowd to dance. Sapna could not dance for more than 5 minutes. We both kept dancing with the group for some time. We then broke from the group to dance our hearts out, matching each other step for step.

I held her close to me a few times, feeling her from close quarters as we kept dancing. More than the dance, it was the way she played with her eyes, swayed her ass, shook her boobs, and came closer to me. It made me dance less and watch more.

After some good 20 odd minutes of dancing, she held my hands and said, “Jiju, I am tired. Let’s relax for a few minutes.” The way she smiled and feel her lovely hot body kept burning in me. I had to keep control of my emotions. We participated in the function and returned to our room at some time.

We dressed up again for the sangeet. Sapna had worn a designer churidar. She looked beautiful. Srishti, oh god, I was spellbound looking at her. She had worn a red lehenga matched with a yellow choli and contrasting dupatta. Choli was more of a short blouse.

She looked stunningly beautiful, sinfully sexy, deliciously desirable in that dress. Her naked shoulders, short choli, low waist lehenga displaying her glowing body seductively. Her lovely lips draped with red lipstick, and eye makeup added more sheen to her beauty.

The way her ass swayed when she moved to wear that dress was just incredible.
She looked into my eyes and asked, “Nice, Jiju.” I said, “Looks can kill. You are killing it, looking sexy and hot, baby.” She said, “Thanks, Jiju.”

She was very happy to hear those comments. I wanted her, my lovely Srishti. But I never knew when that would happen. I could not take my eyes from her. Sapna was busy talking to someone. I could see a thin layer of Srishti’s bra being visible.

I moved close to Srishti and pushed her black bra inside. She did not say a word but kept looking in my eyes as I did it. I swiped my fingers on her waist gently while moving back, which took her by surprise. Our eyes kept doing all the talking, something brewing between us. We both were falling into it.

In the absence of our partners, we were feeling the need for each other. We started to take a few snaps. First, it was few group selfies, then solo pics, then a few snaps with both. When Sapna was clicking snaps of Srishti and me, we were getting very touchy and close.

It was all happening instinctively. We forgot that there were people around watching us. Srishti kept coming closer to me, kept her hands on my shoulders with her boobs slightly brushing near my chest. She held my hand, kept it on her waist, pulling me closer. The touch of her hot sinful skin driving me crazy.

As she got closer to me, I could smell her. Her lovely body smell aroused me. I wanted to fuck her deep and hard, keeping aside all my apprehensions and obligations. I was smitten by her beauty.

Sapna was also surprised by our newfound closeness. She said, “What is this? Both of you are behaving like husband-wife and taking pics. Wait, let me complain to your husband and Jiju to your wife also.” We laughed it out and came back to our senses as we realized that people were watching us.

Sapna requested one person passing by to take a group snap of all 3 together. He took a few snaps, and then he asked me which one your wife is. I said both are my sisters-in-law. He gave a puzzled look and left from there. We had a hearty laugh at the person’s reaction.

As we started to walk, I pulled Srishti close to me, kept my hands on her shoulder. She held me by my waist as we started walking. We pretended that it was all pretty innocent flirting and fun. But deep inside, I was craving for her body.

I wanted to feel her nakedness, her warmth. I wanted to see the delicious mounds of flesh hidden beneath her lovely dress. I wanted to feel them, make her horny playing with them. We went inside to enjoy our time at the sangeet function. A lot of men were having a look at Srishti the way she had dressed.

I told Srishti, “You are making heads turn today.” She smiled and said, “Nice, na, I don’t get to dress like this back home.” I said, “Your hubby is damn lucky.” She said, “But he is not lucky to see my beauty now.”

I said, “Good, he is not around. He would not have liked you to dress up like this.” She said, “I knew I was not dressing up for him today. I know you like me to see me like this.” I looked in her eyes and then at her boobs and again in her eyes. She said, “I know you want them also,” and kept quiet.

I kept my hands on her thighs, and she confirmed her intentions by keeping her soft hands on mine. We were constantly touchy all the time. We never left each other for a moment. Most of the time, she kept her hand on my thighs while sitting next to me.

Occasionally she kept caressing and moving her fingers on my thighs gently, leaving me begging for more. My whole body kept heating up with an occasional hard in my pants. She kept her hand moving on my thighs and was enjoying it.

My skin burned where she touched me. The places where she did not touch were burning even more for her touch. She kept looking at my zip every time I felt uncomfortable due to my pants’ hardness. She was enjoying my arousal and horny state of mind.

We had our dinner and came back to the room by around 11. Sapna did not come along with us. While walking back to our room, I slipped my middle finger in her palm. She held it gently and kept walking. As we walked slowly, I took her hand in my hand.

I kept my hands on her bare nude shoulders. She did not say anything, just kept walking. We reached our room, father in law and others in the other room had already slept. I changed into shorts and was about to take out my T-shirt from my bag pack.

Srishti asked me to take a few snaps of her, she gave me her mobile. I did not wear my T-shirt and started to click her photos in different poses and angles. I straight away asked her, “Ok, what about some hot bold photos.” I was smitten by her beauty.

She was making me mad for her. I wanted to try my luck with her. I could not think about any better time to try my luck. She said, “Yeah, ok, you click, if they are not good, we will delete them.”

I told her, “You have a lovely body. I am sure you would look hot in the pics.” She was looking beautiful and hot, but the poses were just ok. I told her, “Let us try something different. Let me direct this photoshoot.” She said, “Ok, you tell me, Jiju.”

I asked her to lift her lehenga up to her knees and sit on the bed with one leg on the dressing table, looking towards me. The dressing table was just opposite the bed, AC was above the dressing table.

She sat on the bed, kept both her legs on the dressing table, pulled her lehenga up to her knees. Her legs cleanly waxed look smooth as silk in the bright orange lights. I moved back and took a few snaps. The snaps were good; she was happy to look at herself.

I asked her to spread her legs a little so she could sit comfortably in that position. I knew the AC’s chill air would directly hit deep inside her lehenga on her open thighs and pussy once she sat in that position.

She tried to move her lehenga up but could not. I went near her pushed it up a little above her knees. On the pretext of getting a perfect pic, I bent a little to adjust her lehenga on her legs and thighs.

I touched her legs a few times, moved up where I could see her bare thighs. As I pushed her lehenga up to her thighs, my dick also started to move up in my pant. I could see her panties, and that stirred me deep to my core. Her smooth milky white, wholesome thighs were stunning. My sister in law was making me crave for her more than ever.

Hi guys, this is my 4th story on ISS. I love this site as it has exposed me to a lot of good content that is fun to read at leisure. I thank all my readers who contacted me and appreciated my content. I thank my female readers who have opened up with me and share their stories which made this experience a memorable one.

Okay, enough with the acknowledgments, this story is a real one out of many early fictional ones that I had written. This is a story about my neighbour Shalini (name has been changed for privacy).

Shalini is a gorgeous modern woman who knows how to highlight her assets in a one-piece dress as well as in a sleeveless, low neck and low-back Satya Paul chiffon saree. She is a diva, who’d any guy love to run his hands on.

She has long hair, big dreamy eyes, and a yummy milky complexion. The best part of her amazing body is her shapely legs which are such a turn on when she wears a skirt or a dress. I bet anyone would love to kiss her milky white thighs and run their hands over when in a public place out of everyone’s gaze.

I work in a big law firm in New Delhi and usually have crazy hours. I go early in the morning and then come late at night. For such a hectic schedule I rarely get time.

Meeting Shalini was one of those lucky moments when God grants you a boon seeing how much you are working, so that life doesn’t seem too serious.

It was a Sunday and I had plans with my friends to go out and have a nice time. But I chose to stay at home and relax because I was so drained out. I went down in the park and sat on a bench and lit a cigarette taking pleasure in observing the events happening around me.

In my bubble, I happened to look at a woman, approximately in her 30’s by my estimate coming out of her beautiful Mitsubishi Outlander. She had worn a black sleeveless jumpsuit with matching stilettos.

That moment, the way she appeared took my breath away and while in a trance, I accidentally dropped cigarette ash on myself. She happened to notice that and smiled.

Shalini pointed towards my mistake and said, “What took your mind away?” and walked away with a giggle at my clumsiness. (Yes, guys, she was Shalini, and she lived in front of my flat with her husband who usually stays abroad on assignments from his company.)

I was grateful at least to find the time to observe some beauty in life. That time, I didn’t know that my night was packed with much more fun than I had even anticipated.

After finishing my cigarette, I went back to my flat and noticed that Shalini was on her balcony with a glass of wine and smoking with a filter on.

I saw her and waved. She looked back at me with a smile and raised the glass towards me to which I gestured an action which told her I don’t have alcohol in my place. She smiled again and made a disappointed face and signaled me to come over.

I was like wow, life can be so kind when you find time to enjoy it and went to her place smirking, and congratulating myself on my decision of not going out that tonight.

My neighbour Shalini opened the door and had now changed into her evening gown. She was looking classy and her appeal was hot and sophisticated.

I came in and had a nice chat with her on the balcony over two-three glasses of Merlot. Shalini was kind enough to offer me one of her Cubans from her collection. We lit one each and were talking about each other.

I told her about my work and hectic life and she patiently listened. That was rare since the stereotype dictates that it’s the other way round but I am a lawyer by profession so you know, chatty by nature. In my talks, I didn’t realize that she was getting tipsy and being more open.

Shalini was occasionally touching and brushing her hands on me while talking. I thought the night was going smoothly but didn’t expect something so soon. She told me about her husband and also mentioned that she was coming from a friend’s place.

My neighbour told me that she is a socialite who loves to entertain. She also told me that she was looking for a quiet time and my company was unexpected but she was delighted by it.

We both got hungry and munched on some chocolate cheesecake in her fridge. Then we both got lost in eating as we were high too, having an unexpectedly fun time.

While eating, her robe started to loosen up and it gave me a glimpse of her hot lingerie that she was wearing. Oh my god, guys, she was wearing a midnight blue satin dress with laces and she was looking damn hot.

My sexy neighbour didn’t realize that her robe had become loose initially but later on due to my continuous staring, she noticed and got a bit alert. I apologized for my behavior and told her that I should go.

She said okay but as I got up from the couch on the balcony, I heard her voice asking me, “Did you like what you saw?”

My first reaction was of a surprise but later as I grasped what was happening, and the alcohol had given me courage, I replied, “Who wouldn’t?” Shalini gave me an intense stare.

Shalini was in awe of my confidence and said in Hindi, “Mann bhargaya dekhney sey?” The way she said it, made me very uncomfortable in my pants as now my growing hard-on was visible to her.

My neighbour came close and teased, “Bhar gaya, lagta hai,” and went towards the kitchen, jiggling her ass and giggling. I took that as a green signal and told myself now or never.

I went behind her and hugged her from the back and whispered in her ear, “Abhi nahi!,” and kissed her neck and blew hot air on the open patch of her neck. She trembled and turned towards me.

It was the alcohol, late-night tranquility, and the moonlight but I looked her in the eyes and went for a kiss. The feeling to touch her juicy lips with mine was something out of the world. I kissed her upper lip and then proceeded to her lower lip – slowly and steadily while gradually increasing my pace.

My hands in the meanwhile were fondling her back, going down every second making way towards her perfect ass.

When my hands reached my neighbour’s ass, she stopped and pulled away and bit her lips, threw her hands around my neck herself on me. We were passionately making out in the balcony, lost in our world.

My hands explored the inside of her gown, exploring her legs, her creamy thighs. Touching her thighs had an electric feeling on me which turned me on. I slowly proceeded towards her neck, giving gentle bites on her ear lobes.

I made my way down on her neck, pushed the gown aside from her shoulders along with her dress strap. With my other hand, I did the same thing on the side of the shoulder and kissed on either side. I kissed her again and while lost in our long smooch, I undid her gown and threw it down on the balcony.

There she was, on the balcony, on a couch, just in her satin dress which was a see-through, exposing her magnificent breasts and her slutty matching colored thong. Her breath grew faster by my act.

The excitement grew within her body for being with a man she did not know so well, in her balcony exhibiting her beautifully chiseled masterpiece. My neighbour took off my shirt and ran her hands on my back while kissing me and dug her manicured nails in my back. It was painful but passionate.

I lifted her dress and covered us with her gown and started kissing her boobs. I teased my hot neighbour’s erect nipples by moving the tip of my tongue on them while planting some kisses and slowly taking the act to full-blown ravishing of her tits.

I was sucking her boobs one by one while running my tongue between her cleavage. Her body was responding to my act vociferously, she was losing control, heaving, panting, begging me to do her. I wanted to enjoy every part of her.

I slowly moved down her and kissed her belly button. Shalini shivered and started panting hard and pushed my head in there. I licked her belly button with my tongue, exploring it all I could, and occasionally making out with it.

While I was kissing her there, my finger was exploring my neighbour’s wet cunt, slowly and then steadily increasing my pace – giving her the pleasure she deserves. The moonlight was glistening on our sweaty bodies while we couldn’t care less about our act and the place that it was happening.

Shalini was breathing harder and moaning aloud with every stroke my finger gave while doing its magic. To make matters more interesting, I took some cake and spread it on her pussy and some on my dick. She understood my intention and got comfortable in 69.

In that position we got lost for a long time – we were drunk, and we were in pleasure. It was such a good feeling to eat each other while getting that attention from the other person. We sucked each other dry and cummed at the same time.

We cleaned each other well and Shalini proceeded to take me to her bed. She lit some perfumed candles and some hits of jazz. I was lying on the bed while she came crawling till my dick, made a ponytail, and started sucking it.

Shalini was such a cock tease and a master at it. Her red lips were taking my cock in and out, fully without choking. I was amazed at her skills of taking an entire 7.5-inch dick with a three inch girth perfectly. I got lost in the pleasure and cummed in her mouth, which she drank.

Shalini came up and started kissing me with the same mouth, such a dirty act had an immediate effect on me and I got hard again. She felt it and didn’t waste a single second and climbed on top of me and started riding me.

We matched each other’s pace and were fucking hard while my hands were on her boobs feeling her softness. We were smooching in between and then went on and on.

After a while, I turned her, made her lay on all her fours, undid her ponytail, held her hair in my right hand, directed my cock in her pussy. I started ramming the hell out of her.

In that position, my sexy neighbour was my bitch. She was screaming, “YEAHHH, BABYYY, FUCK ME LIKE THE BITCH I AM, SHOW NO MERCY, AHHHHHHHHHHHHH.. CHODDD MUJHEY.”

Her words had an effect on me and I increased my pace and said, “Yeh choot meri hai ab. I will fuck you whenever I want and however I want,” and Shalini screamed,

“YESS, YESSSSSSSSSSSS BABYYYY YESSSSS DON’T STOPPPP, DON’T STOPPPPP.”

I fucked her hard and harder till the time she came first. (Always make the lady cum first guys, be a gentleman.) She cummed all over my dick and then lay exhausted on the bed while I was still hard.

Shalini gasped for breath in the bed. We made out. Then she held my cock, took me out of the bed into the balcony while we were naked, got down on her knees, and blew me till glory.

Her body was looking even more perfect with sweat all over her. She blew me for a long time and as I was about to cum I told her, and she told me she wants it all over her.

Shalini took my cock out and started stroking it hard, till I splashed my cum all over her boobs, face, and hair. Man, it was messy, but fun. We looked at each other smiling and she took me to her bathroom where we lay in the tub and continued our next session.

I hope you all liked my story till here guys. I’ll post what happened between my sexy neighbour Shalini and me in the next part where I took her in the bathtub and later while her husband was in the next room and next to her on the dining table.

Please give me your feedback guys at [email protected] Girls you can talk to me freely, I am very straightforward.

Bye!

Hi friends, en peyar Kishor. En vayathu 22 aagugirathu. Naan thinamum kama padam paarthu kai adipen, en sunniyil vinthu vara vilai endral enaku thukame varathu. Naan niraiya auntygalai sight adipen ookavum aasai paduven.

Pengalai vida auntygalai thaan athigam sight adipen, en pakathu veetil oru nanban irukiraan avan enai vida vayathil periyavan. Eppozhuthavathu than en udan pesuvaan avanuku oru amma irukiraargal avargalai naan aunty endru thaan kupiduven. Aunty enaku migavum pidikum siru vayathil irunthu avargal madiyil thaan valarnthen.

Aunty nattukattai pola irupaal, kutaiyaaga irunthaalum kataiyaaga irupaal, aunty soothum sexiyaaga irukum. Nala structuraaga irupaal, aunty meethu enaku muthalil ellam entha kama asaiyum vara villai. Kalluriyil velaikarigal guninthu velai seiyum pozhuthu avargal mulaiyai paarpen, pinbu guninthu irukum pozhuthu soothu miga sexiyaaga irukum avargal soothai thadavi pundaiyil sunniyai vitu ooka aasai paduven.

En pakathu veetu aunty thotathil niraiya velai seithu kondu irupaargal appozhuthu thaan avargal mulai sothai vaitha kangal edukamal en veetu motai madiyil irunthu paarthu kondu irupen. Aunty miga sexiyaaga irupaargal, naan en sunniyai kai adithu konde kuda auntyai sight adithu irukiren. Aunty kulikum pozhuthu mele kurai ilamal irukum athanaal avargal kulipathai paarpen.

Kulikum pozhuthu pavadaiyai kati kondu kulipaargal appozhuthu mulai pilavu sexiyaaga theriyum aanal ithu naal varai avargal mele yar ennai paarkiraargal endru paarthathe illai. Naan jollyaga sunniyai veliyil eduthu adithu konde mulaiyai paapen. Aunty thudai thadimbalaaga sexiyaaga irukum, oru naal pavadai matrum pozhuthu auntyai nirvaanamaaga parthen.

Antha tharuname en sunniyil vinthu vanthathu, aunty ennai paarthal pasamaaga irupaal. Oru naal aunty veetirku aval thangai purishan vanthaan, eppozhuthum veetirku vanthu povan. Naan ethirchiyaaga motai madiku sendren, appozhuthu motai madiyil irunthu thotathil paarthen. Aunty thangai purushanai kati pidithu sunniyai adithu vitu kondu irunthaal.

Appozhuthu thaan aunty oru oozhu endru therinthathu, enakum auntyai ooka oru chance kidaikum endru ninaithen. Aunty kai adithu konde irukum pozhuthu eppozhuthum mele parkatha aunty thidir endru mele paarthu vital. Naan auntyai paarkiren, aunty ennai paarkiraal iruvarum ondraaga paarthu kondom

Aunty udane kaiyai sunniyil irunthu eduthu vital, thangai purushan udane veetirkul sendru vitan. Aunty ena seivathu endru theriyamal avalum veetirkul sendru vital. Andru maalai naan aval veetu vazhiye sendren appozhuthu aunty ennai paarthu sirithaal. Nanum auntyai parthu kaamamaaga seirithen, aunty ena pa college polaya endru ketargal?

Naan udane aunty arugil sendru illai aunty poga vilai indru semester leave vitu irukiraargal endru solinen. Vaa pa ulle vanthu coffe kudithu vitu po endru solinaal, illai aunty uncle irupaar naan inoru naal varugiren endru solinen. Uncle ethum sola matar nee ulle vaa arun veliye sendru irukiraan avan veetirku vanthaal paarpai endraal.

Sari aunty endru aval veetirkul sendren, ulle selum pozhuthu aunty soothai paarthu kondu irunthen. Ulle sendru sofavil amarnthen, aunty kitchen sendru coffe potu kondu irunthaargal. Uncle hallil amarnthu irunthaar, naangal sirithu neram pesi kondu irunthom. Pinbu aunty coffe koduthaargal, naan coffe vangum pozhuthu avargal kaiyai pidithu konde vanginen.

Aunty ennai kama parvaiyil paarthaal, nanum auntyai paarthu vazhinthu konde irunthen. Coffe koduthu vitu ennai paarthu nindru kondu irunthaal. Uncle tv paarthu kondu irunthaan, aunty ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthu kondu irunthaal.

Aval parvaiye en sunniyai viraika vaithathu, coffe kudithu mudithen aunty en idam adikadi veetirku vaa pa endru solinaal.

Enaku aval etharku azhaikiral enbathu therinthathu, kandipa aunty endru soli angu irunthu kilambinen. Adutha naal kalluri vidu murai aunty eppozhuthu thotathirku varuvaal endru kathu kondu irunthen.

Aunty kalai 7 maniku vanthaal, naan aunty thotathirku vanthathum aunty endru azhaithu hi kanbithen. Aunty ennai paarthu sirithu indru kalluri kilamba vilaiya endru ketal?

Indru vidumurai aunty endru solinen, pinbu aunty kulika sendraal naan mele irunthu paarkiren endru auntyku theriyum. Aval eppozhuthu mulai meethu pavadai aninthu thaan kulipaal aanal indru pavadaiyai kayati nirvaanamaaga iru mulaiyai kanbithu kulithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aunty mulaiyai paarkum pozhuthu sema moodu eariyathu.

Iru mulaiyum kama nadigaigaluku irukum mulai pola miga sexiyaaga irunthathu, auntyku sirithu thopai irunthathaal aval pundai theriya villai. Kalaiyil sunniyai veliyil eduthu adithu konde aunty mulai azhai paarthu rasithu kanjai adithu ootrinen. Aunty thinamum kalaiyil athe nerathirku vanthu nirvaanamaaga kulika aarambithaal.

Nanum thinamum kalaiyil auntyai paarthu kai adika aarambithen, aunty ennai mele paarpal naanum avalai nirvaanamaaga parthu kondu irupen. Oru naal aunty andru mathiyam veetil yaarum iruka matargal oru china velai irukirathu veetirku vaa endral. Naan sari aunty endru soli aval veetirku sunniyai kazhuvi vitu sendren.

Appozhuthu thaan upu karikaathu endru, aunty veetirku sendren aunty sexiyaaga pudavai aninthu irunthaal. Avalai paarkum pozhuthu jamunu irunthathu, ulle varum pozhuthe aval mulaiyaal ennai urasinaal. Naan ulle vanthathum kathavai thapal potal, naan etharku thapal podugureergal endru elam ketka villai.

Naan amaithiyaaga vanthu sofavil amarnthen, aunty vanthu en arugil amarnthaargal. Aunty ena velai irukirathu andru endru keten? Nee en mulaiyai sappa vendum endru solinal. Naan udane aunty mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavinen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aunty mulai perithaaga irunthathu, aunty jakit kokiyai kayati iru mulaiyai kanbithaal.

Naan aunty madi meethu paduthu mulai kaambil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen, aunty mulai perithaaga pazhuthu thongiyathu. Aunty bra ethum aniya villai jakitai kayatiyathum muzhu mulaiyum perithaaga pazhuthu therinthathu, kaambai sapi vitathum aunty en suniyil kai vaithu thadavi sunniyai veliyil eduthaal.

Aunty en sunniyai pidithu adika aarambithaal, naan aunty sapi vidungal endru solinen. Udane aunty en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal. Sunni vaaikul sendrathum sugamaaga irunthathu, aunty sunniyai oombi oombi eduthaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa en sunni muzhuvathum aunty echiyaaga irunthathu.

Pinbu aunty pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyai naka aarambithen, aunty pundai muzhuvathum eeramaaga irunthathu. Eeramana kuthiyai nandraaga naki naakai ootaikul vitu vitu eduthu nakinen. Aunty moodu thangamal haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal. Sexiyaaga naku potu en sunniyai veliyil eduthu kuthiyil vitu ooka aarambithen.

Aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru munara aarambithal, naan aval pundaiyai vatamaaga vaithu kondu sunniyai muzhuvathum kuthikul vitu vitu eduthu oothen. Pinbu iruvarum padukai araiku sendrom, aadaiyai ellam kayata vilai mendum pavadaiyai thuki kuthiyil sunniyai vitu doggy nilaiyil ooka aarambithen.

Aunty soothu perithaaga pazhuthu irunthathu, aval soothai thadavi konde kuthiyil sunniyai aazhamaaga iraki ooka aarambithen. Aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa vegama da haaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal. Naan vegamaaga oothathil aunty kuthiyil sunni kanju irangiyathu, aunty pundaiyil innum vinthu varamal irunthathu.

En sunniyil kanju vanthum sorvaiya vilai mendum aval kuthiyil sunniyai vitu oothu konde irunthen. Appozhuthu aunty haaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru katha pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Pinbu sirithu neram sunniyai pundaikul vitu kondu irunthen. Auntyal atharkumel thangi kola mudiya villai, inoru naal paarthu kolalam da endru solinaal.

Sari aunty endru soli aval ithazhil oru kiss seithu vitu en veetirku vanthen, en neenda naal kanavu nirai veriyathu. Auntyai ooka vendum endru aasai aasaiyaaga irunthen athu nirai veriyathu, ini pakathu veetu aunty pavadaikul thaan athiga velai irukirathu. En tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithu irupeergal endru nambugiren, nandri vanakam.

She’s exotic, one of a kind. I had to stretch my imagination even to make love to her in my dreams. I dreamed of an amazing GFE (girlfriend experience).

After completing college’s second year in Dubai, I was eagerly waiting for my exchange to Atlanta, where I’d graduate in another 2 years. If I did well, I could land a $50k job in America.

I’m Baban (pronounced Bbn with both a’s silent). If you didn’t guess from my name already, I’m of Goan descent. My height is considered average here, only 5 feet 10 inches.

I’m fair-skinned, with 2-pack abs and sharp features from my father’s side. My typical town style dressing makes me stand out, attracting girls of my age easily.

My dad, 47, flies a 787 Dreamliner on international routes, earning a King’s ransom. Our duo, father and son, spent at least a few days together every month, mostly cooking or playing Xbox in our luxury apartment at Mirdif, Dubai.

Then I had to move out because dad remarried. Though our apartment has 3 large bedrooms, the new bride needed privacy. Also, I was already an adult, and my stepmom was only 30, making our relationship a bit awkward initially.

We met for the first time on their wedding day at the downtown church. A lot of dad’s colleagues were there, some along with their pretty daughters. I was getting along very well with those chicks, exchanging numbers, and flirting. When my whole world turned upside down.

The classy siren in front of me had made my heart skip a beat. Time stood still as I tried to assimilate her breathtaking beauty. They announced that my new mother was a senior flight attendant. Dad had been dating her for two years before he proposed.

I guess she accepted because of her age. The chances of hooking a ‘Prince’ were getting slim. Nonetheless, Halie was not from my league. Standing 5 feet 8 inches, with big hazel eyes, dark brown hair, sharply lined lips, and picture-perfect teeth (designed by some expensive cosmetic dentist).

I stood embarrassed, covering my huge erection with flowers that I never gave her. Born of a British father and north Indian mother, her every angle was carved, chiseled, and polished. She wasn’t voluptuous, but stats of 36-26-37 made her figure raunchy even in the modest wedding gown.

Wearing just 3-inch heels, she looked taller than most men present there. That night I saw her in my dreams, without a stitch of clothing. I woke up the next day with a wet patch on my boxers.

Eventually, after one year, my dad’s romance faded. My stepmom was already flying on a different route. At home, she’d be alone 3 days a week. So they asked me to return home for a few months before my move to the USA.

I settled down in the farthest room, skipping one in between the master bedroom and mine. There was a study room. But I didn’t bother going there. Since I had a computer desk in my room, I stayed holed up the entire day. Halie, my new stepmom, accepted me without any fuss.

She would make me a sandwich or an omelet every morning that was also her lunch. Dinner was usually a salad unless I made rice or pasta for myself. I couldn’t get enough of her. I stole glances wherever she did something in the living area.

One day she left early, asking me to put her clothes in the dryer. Waking up to her sultry voice, I got an instant boner. By the time I got showered, the wash cycle had been completed. I started grabbing everything from the washer and stuffing it into the dryer.

Then I found her sheer panty, attached to a skin-colored designer garter with suspenders. I tried to imagine Halie wearing the Azaria garter on her thighs and started rubbing my cock with it. In less than 2 minutes, I ejaculated heavily into it.

Rummaging through her clothes, I found its matching bra and saved it to fap later. My plan was to wash them together, but it failed miserably. Halie and Dad came and left at odd hours. Usually, if one is around, the other is out. So it was a surprise when Halie came home at 8 pm, probably due to a canceled flight.

I was infatuated to see her in uniform at least once, and that night my wish was granted. She was in a navy-blue, figure tight skirt with side slits till her thighs. She wore a white shirt made of thin material and a navy jacket, shaped around her narrow waist and perky boobs.

A gold stud in each ear, and a simple wedding band, dissolved into her skin color. The last piece was a hat on her natural shiny, uncolored hair. I stared at her, trying to store every detail in my memory. When she noticed me gaping, and laughed heartily.

She asked for my phone, and then standing with her arm around me took a couple of full-length selfies. Though her intent was good, this was almost like soft porn for me.

She changed into jeans and a t-shirt and then went straight to the washing machine. I was stuck in my room with her cum spattered bra and panty. She took her clothes from the dryer and thanked me without mentioning her lost undergarments.

That night I put them in the washer/dryer and left them there. This story repeated a few times before she caught me red-handed, throwing her panty to wash. “Ah, did it get mixed up with your clothes, no worries,” she said and walked away gracefully.

I felt ashamed of my indiscretions and apologized to her. She said it happens at this age. I should talk to her more often to get over my bottled up feelings. So I started spending more time in the living area. No matter what I tried, I would get a hard-on 3 times every day and retired to my room to masturbate.

She would see the tent in my shorts and control her smile. After three days, she got tired and asked me to take care of my erection.

Halie: I know you’re 20. But if your dad sees that boner, he’s going to send you away.

Me: I stay in my room if I get aroused.

Halie: Buy sex magazines, bring your girlfriend home, or watch porn, just take care of that thing.

Me: I’m doing all that. Still, I need to shag 3-4 times.

Halai (smiling): That’s a lot. You’ll hurt your cock

I hadn’t shagged since morning and got a solid hard-on just then.

Me: How many times do you suggest?

Halie: Once, if needed.

Me: Is two times ok?

Halie: Maybe. Why’s it always up?

Me: Um, I have a crush on you.

Halie: Aha! What do you like about me?

Me: Everything, your smile, hair, your pretty feet when you paint your toenails, your cute ass in the tight uniform

She went silent, stared at my boner then went about her business as usual. We didn’t talk much from then on. But I felt she was dropping little hints, enjoying the attention. She would sit close to me, showing her long neck without a single stray hair. Then touch up her lip balm or put her sexy legs on the coffee table.

Once, she came out of the shower, sat near me. Then turned around doing a hair flip, slapping me in the face with her damp hair. She would stand on a weight scale and ask me to read out her weight. One evening after supper, she came out in shorts and started applying lotion on her milky legs.

When I offered to help, she handed me the Shea butter and started watching TV. I took my time, going up from ankles to calves, massaging the lotion till her thighs. Amazingly, at 31, she didn’t have a gram of fat.

Her skin felt taut like rubber and smooth like silk, with the muscles supple like dough. When she didn’t flinch, I went all the way up her inner thighs.

The next day she started up my old Xbox and asked me to teach her. While playing, she held my hand. Then she stood behind me, put her arms around my neck, and brushed her hair on my cheek. I got a super-sized boner. So I called my girlfriend for a sleepover. After she left, Halie spoke to me.

Halie: You should call her more often.

Me: Sometimes, I don’t get a boner with her.

Halie (smiling): You and your boner!

She got dressed for work and checked her own weight, announcing 55.5. I looked at her incredulously, saying, “ I don’t believe it, you are so tall, the scale is broken.” She tested it with my 15 kg dumbbell, proving the machine accurate.

Then on impulse, she sat in my lap, asking my opinion and laughing. I put my palms around her round butt, feeling its softness. Then caught her narrow waist with both hands, pretending to lift her. She didn’t get up, saying.

Halie: Careful with my dress.

Me: I’ll iron it for you.

Halie: there’s no time, baby.

Me: Can we check your actual weight?

Halie: What do you mean? Oh!

Me: Ya, without clothes.

She slapped me playfully and got up, giving me an angry look. But her lips broke into a smile as she left. I closed my eyes and imagined her lithe body still in my lap.

After a few days, my girlfriend came unannounced, bringing gifts and candy for me. She told Halie it’s my birthday, so both of them made a cake for me. After sloppy foreplay, my girlfriend got a call from home and left hurriedly. Frustrated, I came back to the living room and sat at the table.

Halie: That was a super quickie.

Me: No, I didn’t do anything. She had to leave.

Halie: Oh, what now, you can call an Escort?

Me: You mean those high society call girls?

Halie (holding my hand): I’ll pay, baby.

Me: No, thanks. I wanted a Girlfriend Experience.

Halie: Aww, my birthday boy! Let me finish you, but…Shh!

Me: Mum’s the word.

Halie was wearing a pink satin cami and yoga pants. She kneeled in front of me and pulled my jeans down (along with the boxers). My 6.5-inch young cock jumped out, swinging in her face. She smiled, gently taking it in her stylish, manicured fingers.

I released her hairpin, letting her thick blunt-cut hair fall heavily to her shoulders. She stroked my cock up and down with her smooth hand and then kissed the tip of my cock with her juicy lips, sending an electric current through my loins. Enclosing my shaft in her mouth, she connected her tongue.

I shut my eyes, slithering deep into her warm mouth and finger combing her head. When I open my eyes, she was playing with an ice cube on my ball sack. Watching it shrivel, making the balls climb up. I closed my thighs around her silky head with my cock deep inside, touching her throat.

She dropped her tank top, letting me see her gorgeous hooters for the first time. They stood up proudly, filling 34D cups. A spasm passed through my cock, like a desperate attempt to grow bigger. My hands pressed her bust, rolling the beautiful pink nipples around my forefingers.

Halie’s eyes looked droopy like she was slightly drunk. Pushing me to the edge, she started tracing her face with my cock, touching it over her hair, ears, nose, and cheeks. Finally, she held my cock in her cleavage with her boobs pressed together.

I bent forward, holding her hair wrapped around my fists on both sides of her neck, and started sliding my dick in her deep valley. She looked straight up, asking me to cum in her tempting voice.

Halie: Shoot baby, cum on me.

My floodgates broke loose, just on hearing her. She capped my prick with her lips, collecting all the seamen inside her cheeks, simultaneously milking my shaft for last drops.

After I finished, she wiped her face with a tissue and spat the cum into the kitchen sink. Then came back to lick my foreskin clean, almost waking up my cock again.

I asked Halie for a lock of her hair for our friendship. She pulled out a thick lock from the back of her head, held it between my small bathroom scissors, and closed the blades. It was almost 16 inches long. She offered to braid it into a keychain for me.

Then standing behind the dining table, she dropped her yoga pants. Removed her lace panty and threw it at me playfully, saying, “You should always steal used lingerie, silly boy! Now good night. Oh, and it’s 55,” she said, stepping down from the digital scale.

That night I lay in bed with her panty over my face, smelling her sweat and dreaming about her thick triangular bush.

My dad matched his leaves with my mom’s for almost 15 days. I spent all day out with friends, only coming home to sleep. Halie and I only saw each other last day. She was leaving for Milan with dad, to celebrate their first anniversary.

She looked like a supermodel in a small black dress, with a 3 quarters overcoat and sexy French braid. For the first time, I saw her wearing full makeup, eye shadow, and dark lipstick. I kept my fingers crossed, hoping not to get an erection in those 15 seconds before the door closed.

I didn’t see either of them till midweek. Wednesday afternoon, I was watching football in the afternoon, when the door opened. I saw my queen in her uniform, but there was a change. Hair was falling in her cheeks on both sides, taking her angelic charm to sex goddess level.

Excited like a girl, she turned a circle to reveal her new haircut. Gone were her thick tresses, twisted and pinned under the hat. She had an ultra-sexy stacked bob. I felt trepidation, along with excitement, looking at my step mom’s transformation.

Me: Um, you left with a French plait.

Halie: Got it snipped in Milan (doing a scissor action with her fingers). Aww, did you like long hair? You’ll love this, see.

Saying, she took my hand and put it in her bobbed hair. I hugged her, with my nose rubbing under her ear. The feeling of short silky hair, smelling like sweet fruit, was euphoric. Out of compulsion, I kissed her neck and held her earlobes between my fingers. She took my face and pressed her sweet lips on mine.

I pinned her to the door, licking her mouth, and raised her skirt to the waist. She had her favorite garter lingerie. I pulled the side straps and let go one by one, making the elastic whiplash her ass, leaving red lines. She shrieked with pleasure.

I squeezed her boobs hard, making her gasp with her mouth wide open. Then went down on her pussy. Her dark bush was gone and leaving her cunt smooth as a baby’s ass. She had it laser treated to make it permanently bald. I put my tongue through the slit, making her hips sway like a slow-moving python.

I never felt her weight when she jumped and put her legs around my hip. I carried her easily to my bedroom and then peeled her clothes away. I mounted her in a sideways missionary position for drop penetration. My legs interlocked between her long legs, with our pelvic bones slamming.

I thrust my cock holding her garter waistband like a handle and ravaging her pussy mercilessly. We started making (passionate) love, like long lost lovers. I was shivering to cum when Halie stopped me.

Halie: Hold it, baby, don’t look at my boobs.

I closed my eyes, holding tight. She slowed down, rocking in sync with my strokes and bit my tits with her teeth, then restarted grinding in a slow rhythm, with the advice:

Halie: Look at me, baby, push harder, enjoy!

I kissed the insides of her wrists and elbows, rubbing her back, then licked her long neck. She pulled me close, rubbing her hardened nipples on my chest with circular motions.

I buried my fingers in her silky hair, locking the short strands with folded knuckles, and pulled her head to catch her upper lip in my mouth. Halie started cooing sweetly in my ear:

Halie: Fuck me, baby, crush me, fill my pussy.

Wave after wave of my sperm filled her cunt, till I couldn’t keep count of the sperm ejaculation.

Me: Halie, I love you.

Hello ISS readers, this is Abhishek. This series shows how an incest relation developed between my mom and me. I have mentioned it in the story ‘My Hot Mom Neelima (Quickie).’ This incident happened in the penthouse. Read, relate, and enjoy.

It was a humid afternoon. It’s not just the humidity but also the tension about my intermediate board exam results that made me sweat. My mom sat beside me and was eagerly waiting for my results. Finally, the results came, and I passed with good grades.

Both of us felt happy. My mom called my dad and a few relatives on the phone to share the news. After a while, she made gulab jamun and served it for me while I was busy playing GTA on my laptop.

She said that she will go give some gulab jamuns to Sharif. Then she went upstairs to the penthouse. Little did I know that she would give him a lot more than just gulab jamun.

I was busy playing my game, and my mom’s phone on the table beside me vibrated continuously. It irritated me, and I checked her phone. My relatives called her. I thought she will come and answer it. But later, it vibrated again.

I just decided to go give my mom’s phone to her. So, I headed upstairs. My footsteps slowed down after I heard a few giggles and laughs from the terrace. It was my mom and Sharif. As I went forward, I heard the penthouse doors slam close and being locked.

I was tensed about my mom, but all I could hear was her low giggles and laughs. I slowly went up and tiptoed to the room’s windows to see what’s happening. But the windows were closed too. My heart was thumping at great speeds.

Out of eagerness, I bent a little and peeped through the penthouse room’s keyhole. I saw something that I never imagined in my life. My mom sat on Sharif’s lap sideways and fed him gulab jamun with her mouth.

He took the gulab jamun from her mouth into his. Then he kissed her so passionately, rubbing his hands all over my mom’s body. The gulab jamun juice was dripping from my mom’s mouth to her neck and her cleavage. My mom said, “Hey, wait. You are spoiling my saree.”

Sharif: Then why don’t you remove it, aunty.

Mom: You are becoming very naughty nowadays. My son is downstairs.

Sharif: Please, aunty. It’s been ten days that we didn’t fuck each other.

Saying so, he just pulled my mom’s pallu off her shoulder. He licked all the gulab jamun juice from her neck to cleavage. My mom enjoyed everything he did to her. She moaned softly and immersed his head into her cleavage, where he kissed her juicy boobs over her blouse.

After a few moments, she said, “Enough for today, I have to go,” and stood up to leave. Before I hurried downstairs, he pulled her back and took her hand into his hand. He placed her hand on his dick and said, “Please, aunty, don’t you want it too?”

Mom: Hmmm, you know how to play with my weakness, you idiot. Let’s do it, but we have to make it quick.

Saying so, my mom undid her blouse buttons, making her milky and juicy tits fall out naked. In no time, he pushed my mom towards the wall and sucked on her nipples. My mom undid his boxers and started stroking his thick, circumcised, and meaty cock. He got my mom naked and pushed her on to the bed.

I couldn’t see anything after that as they went out of my line of sight through the keyhole. But from my mom’s moans and his grunts, it was clear that they had a rough and tiring session.

I was so confused and lost in thoughts after seeing that. A vibration from my mom’s phone in my hands brought me back to my senses. I realized that they finished and are getting dressed.

I ran downstairs before my mom opened the door to come down. A few moments later, my mom came down, adjusting her saree. She saw me playing the game on my laptop. She said she is proud of me for my good results and went back to her room, taking her phone.

I had mixed feelings. I couldn’t believe if what I saw on the terrace was real or not. My mom acted so normally after coming down as if nothing happened, but the glow on her face said it all.

I found her smiling and looking at her phone that day a lot of times. I felt that I can know a lot more if I get her phone. Thinking so, I sneaked into my parents’ room and found my mom deep asleep. She must be tired of rough sex with her young lover.

I slowly got her phone and went to my room. I was surprised to see no lock on her phone and started searching for messages. I realized a lot of things that I didn’t know before.

It was almost three in the morning before I completed reading all her messages. I was so shocked to see her talking like that. Those messages showed the slut in my innocent-looking mom.

Sharif is a good looking twenty-two-year-old Muslim guy. He came to stay in our penthouse for rent while doing his studies. As the rent paid by him was used for household purposes, my dad asked Sharif to give the money directly to my mom every month.

That relation started as owner and tenant took a lot of turns in one year. They texted each other on mobile about the rent and delay in payments at first. Then he got a little flirty with my mom by praising her beauty.

Positive responses from my mom encouraged him further, and their chats deepened with time. They started sharing personal life matters. He told my mom how he liked to see her beauty while she went to the terrace to dry the washed clothes.

My mom was surprised that her beauty attracted a guy in his twenties. Later it went on, and he finally dared to ask her out for sex. She denied it at first. She told him that she is a happily married woman and didn’t want to cheat on her husband.

He agreed and understood her. Those messages showed how my mom went to a movie theatre near him and how he laid hands on her. Their relation came to kissing and hugging each other whenever my mom allowed him.

Don’t know what happened to my mom. She texted him on his birthday to come downstairs as no one was at home. After that message, the chat showed how they had sex for the first time and how my mom liked it.

She became his gift on his birthday, and since then, there is a chat before and after every session they had sex. He told her how he liked to fuck her in her own bedroom, and she praised his cock. She teased and called him to come with her a lot more times than him calling her.

Looked like she got a taste of excitement with him. She had a good relation and sex life with my dad too. She maintained her affair a secret till the day I saw her with him.

I was shocked that all this happened before I even came to know. I felt bad and low, but I felt a little excited too. I felt it was a mistake to get excited about my own mom, but those messages were like that.

I stood up to put my mom’s phone back in her room. I put it back, and  I turned back to leave her room. Some messages where Sharif praised my mom’s beauty flashed through my mind. I saw my mom’s true beauty as she lay beside my father.

Her black sleeveless nighty was getting clumpy in her deep sleep. I saw her milky skin, her arms in that sleeveless nighty. The nighty that came up till her knees on her left leg got me excited all of a sudden.

I felt guilty, but a part of my body didn’t agree with that guilt. I found my cock hard after coming back to my room. I have seen my mom wearing a nighty before. But that was the first time I saw her with lust-filled in my eyes.

I finally did it. I masturbated by imagining my mom’s naked body, and I felt so satisfied. I never came so much when I masturbated before. I did it a lot of times after that day. I felt like I wanted to fuck my mom as Sharif did. But I also know that it wasn’t possible.

I was just 19 at that time, and my mom was 41. I controlled my feelings, but my mom’s actions made me crave for her more and more as years passed. I finally had sex with her when I was twenty-two, and when she was forty-two. She reached peaks of being naughty at forty.

Read the next parts of this series to know what happened in these three years. She did with a few other men in her life that provoked me to the extent that I asked my own mom for sex.

Hope you enjoyed reading the story. Comment down below your valuable opinion or mail me to [email protected]. Thank you.

With the sexual heat engulfing our bodies, I moved to take a few more snaps in this photo session. It turned out to be a good snap. She was happy the way she was looking. I wanted to make her nude and frame her pictures in my mind forever. I was not too far from doing it.

I asked her to take off her dupatta, keep her hands back on the bed, relax her head back, close her eyes for a relaxed sensual pose. She obliged. I could clearly see the shapes of her boobs. I had never seen more perfectly shaped boobs.

They looked extremely hot, juicy, and inviting. The temptation to take them in my hands and feel them was too hard to resist. The way they were heaving with her heavy breathing was an incredible sight. The size of her boobs looked like they grew with her every breath.

I could not resist staring at them shamelessly. She knew I wanted them. As our eyes met, we could not hide our feeling for each other. I wanted to play with them, lick her lovely nipples hidden beneath her choli. Her short choli shaped her curves.

With her lehenga pushed up to her knees, she looked amazingly hot and desirable. The closeness was manipulating my mind and tempting me to the core. I wanted her fab body, her amazing boobs, soft, supple ass, and dripping pussy.

I asked her to push her shoulders back, so her boobs would be pushed out. She did not understand. I went near her, touched her shoulders, looked at her boobs. I kept my fingers on her choli pulled them, asking her to push them out. She looked at me. I could see horniness clearly oozing from her eyes.

She seductively pushed her boobs, looking at me, inviting me by her eyes,
She asked me seductively, “Jiju, is this fine?” her sensual voice and how she told it clearly explained how horny she was. Her eyes wanting me to grab her boobs and play with them.

I wanted to fuck her, suck her and lick her till eternity. I said, “Yes, perfect, you look like a dream, hot and sexy.” I caressed her neck pulled the band from her silky hair to free them. We were so indulged in each other we never bothered to think what if Sapna would walk in.

I was close to her when she pushed her boobs out. I could see them heaving with her breathing getting heavier every moment. Her sensual perfume was drowning me deep in her ocean of sexuality. Her breasts started swelling with her every breath.

She started breathing heavily. Her nipples sought to stab through every layer of stiff starched cloth of her short choli. Her perfect round boobs created a lovely sight in the bright lights, good enough for any man to lose his morals. I clicked few pictures, asked her to wait, and dimmed the lights.

She pushed her hairs aside, kept one hand on her hairs and the other on her tender waist. She looked up to create a magical seductive sight. Oh, she looked awesome. I clicked a few more snaps. She said, “Jiju, let’s see the pics.”

I sat behind her on the bed, touching her bare shoulders. She flipped her photos. She relaxed her back on me as we spoke. She asked me, “Oh god, do I look like a hot bitch, Jiju?” she turned back to look into my eyes. She again placed her hands on my bare thighs as we spoke.

Her closeness, the intoxicating scent of her body, and the incredible arousing atmosphere. It was a perfect setting for a hard fuck. I pushed my hard dick on her back-breathing hot on her neck, feeling her soft hot skin. I had almost kept my chin on her shoulder.

I said, “You have a fabulous body, absolutely sexy. Would you like to pose like a real bitch for a bull?”

She said, “Yes, Jiju, if you want me to see like that, no problem, let’s do it, it’s between us.”

I told her, “Yes, Srishti, let’s do it today, whatever that makes you happy.” I kept quiet, with our breathing getting heavier. She looked at my face and said, “Yes, sure, Jiju, now tell me what I should do, sit, stand or sleep.”

I was not expecting this answer, but it only added fuel to the fire. Moving my fingers on her sexy choli, I asked her “Can I unhook this?” She looked at me and said, “Ok.” The feel of her fingers and hand on my thighs, indicating the heat rising in her body.

It had 2 buttons. I moved my fingers slowly across her back, feeling her skin, then moving to unhook them. She did not speak a word just sat there like a fucking horny slut allowing me to undress her. I could see her black lacy bra tightly holding her lovely boobs caged in them.

I carefully slowly pushed it down her shoulders and arms, whispering in her ears, “You got such a lovely body, soft skin, Srishti.” She could feel my dick make its move in my shorts, and she could feel my heat too. Her fingers now firming their grip on my thighs.

I kept my fingers paying on her back and moving to feel the skin of her boobs.
She asked me, “You wanted to see me in this lingerie right, I saw you staring at them.”

I said, “Yes, who would not like to see you in that? You are a too hot baby. I wish to see you even without them,” I started to feel her hack with my fingers and kissing her neck. “I also saw you staring at something while I was changing.”

She looked in my eyes moving her hands inside my shorts, saying, “What is that something called Jiju?”

I smiled and said, “You are feeling it, and it is desperate for you, my hot piece of meat.”

She said, “Yes, meat can only satisfy meat Jiju, fuck man, I love this dirty talk, Jiju.”

Her fingers moving up as we spoke. It was now dangerously close to the tip of my rock-hard dick. My finger started trembling as I tried to completely remove her choli. She just touched the tip of my dick. Oh god, it sent uncontrollable senses in my body, making me quiver like mad.

I kept her choli aside and asked her, “Can you just stand down?” She stood in from me in her bra and lehenga. I sat in front of her on my knees and looked up. Man, let me tell you, just a glance of her heavy heaving boobs made me mad for them. They looked awesome, ripe, and juicy.

Her skin shone in the dim lights. She knew exactly how close we were feeling and how hot we were currently. Experience had taught us that the kind of excitement we were feeling at that moment was never, ever one-sided. We knew that it was born of acute desire and mutual anticipation.

We knew, too, that we could not deny it as we both wanted it badly. I pulled her lehenga down just till the edge of her panty line, feeling her lovely waist and rolling my fingers on her navel and belly. I saw her close her eyes when I did so. She moaned, “Jiju.”

I kissed her belly gently. The first direct kiss on her hot body was so bloody absorbing, I wanted to get sucked in her skin and body. I pushed my fingers inside her bra, feeling her hot and now firm boobs. She wanted more, but I stopped.

I love playing this waiting game raising the bar of heat for a real horny experience. She moved her hands on my head and said, “Remove it, Jiju. My body needs fresh air.” She looked in my eyes. There was something about those cold, cold eyes that set off sparks in her.

Not just sparks, a timber fire burning up slowly. I found something deep inside her that had never been touched before. It ignited just for me. As she kept her hand on my shoulder. Her every touch was maddening me. Her every action was igniting me.

My fingers were close to her panties, she sat there in a bra, and her lehenga pushed down. Her hair let loose, her body glowing in the dim lights and her eyes inviting me. I bloody wanted her badly. She could see my tension building as she glanced at my shorts. My bulge was clearly visible.

I touched her waist, gently moving up, kissing her back and neck. I moved my hands to her lehenga.

She said, “Please remove it, remove everything Jjiu, don’t wait.”

I said, “Have patience, baby.”

She said, “Jiju, I don’t want to wait, and I can’t wait, please take me.”

Before I could say anything, she shamelessly held her lehenga and pushed it down. It slipped down, exposing her soft, smooth legs. She was only in her bra and panty. She relaxed her head back and spread her legs a little and asked me, “Do I look like a bitch now.”

I said, “Yes, my bitch, you look like a bloody horny bitch.”

She held my hands, moving to keep them on her boobs.

She said, “Do dirty things to your bitch Jiju, be shameless, and fuck me Jiju.”

I said, “You are mine, Srishti, my fucking whore.”

She looked at me in anticipation and said, “Anything that you say, Jiju.”

Excitement had my blood rushing through my veins, and my heart started beating wildly. That was it. All of it. She made me feel alive. Every second she was with me, no matter the emotion, I felt intensely alive.

I picked her phone and clicked a few snaps. I indicated towards her boobs, asking her to push them further. She obliged. Her deep cleavage was now clearly visible. We stopped speaking. Just each other’s signs were enough to understand.

I moved my fingers on my shoulders, indicating to push down her bra straps. She pushed them down, and oh boy, I was blown away by her beauty. I could not concentrate clearly. She knew my situation as my bulge kept growing in my pants.

My hands started to tremble as I clicked those pics of her. I stood there like a dumb ass doing nothing, just staring at her. She called me loud with her hands open for a tight hub. I ran into her arms for a warm tight hug, kissed her lips, sat near her.

Neither she bothered to cover her open body, neither she pushed up her bra straps. Her bra holding the last bit of her boobs just covering her nipples, creating ripples in my body. We both were almost nude, feeling each other’s bodies.

I was in no mood to look at the pictures when she was right in front of me. I took the mobile from her hands and kept it aside, and pulled her closer to me. I moved my hands to feel her hot body. The intensity between us kept rising every minute. She stopped me, stood in front of me.

Her wet lips made my body shake with sexual rage. The moment to make her roll her beneath me and fuck her hard had come. Our thoughts, feelings, and reactions originated due to our closer bonding. Our fear, confusion made way for other bodily sensations, which drove us closer to each other.

I held her by the waist to pull her closer to me, turned her around to make her sit. She almost sat on my dick. There was nothing to speak about between us. I kept my chin on her shoulders and my hands on her boobs to hug her from behind. She moved her hands back to caress my hair gently.

She relaxed leaned back on me, allowing me to play with her boobs. I pushed her bra down to free her boobs and started to knead her boobs. She moved her hands to hold my neck. In fact, she firmly held it in her grip. I could see her close her eyes as I squeezed them gently.

My hands were caressing and kneading her boobs continuously. She turned her face back. We got in a long-wet kiss. Our tongues were tangled, mixing our saliva, sucking each other’s lips. I unhooked her bra to roll my fingers on her nipples in circles.

Occasionally I squeezed her boobs and nipples gently, making her moan in delight. Slowly she moved her ass, moving it from left to right to feeling my hardness on her ass crack. I was trying to push it thru her butt crack to make her feel my heat.

My fingers alternated, going down to her pussy hole, caressing it over the soft, hot, wet pussy lips covered by the thin material of her panty. Slowly I peeled her lacy designer panty from her glowing skin. She raised her lovely ass as I slid it down her thighs, feeling her pussy with my fingertips.

I could see her silky-smooth pussy glistening with oozing cum. She was so wet, so hot, so horny, so bitchy, how could I not fuck her. It would be the greatest sin ever to not push my huge dick in her sweet little hole. She moaned at my every touch.

I turned her around, kissed her all over her body, licked her all over her body. I softly bit her all over her body. She was moaning like a fucking whore, loud and wild. She sat on my lap, we hugged each other tightly, our body heat rising to its peak.

The close feeling of her hot skin and the warmth of her boobs stirred me completely from inside. I started to kiss her boobs and feel them weighing them in my hands. She felt claimed and bonded in my arms like animals do. I felt like I’ve already caught and trapped her as my prey for the night.

I played between her boobs. She was merely priming me, leaving me to simmer in her juices. She was anxiously waiting for the moment when I would take my first bite from her burning boobs. We left all our shame behind.

We were basically in a sphere of love, lust, light, and warmth, and the rest of the world disappeared. It was better than I ever could have dreamed. She sat on me hot and nude.

Her body burning in desire, her body and boobs blooming and glowing in the dim orange lights. Her hands were moving slowly, stroking my back and hairs.

Mera naam Sneha hai, aur main Mumbai ki rehne waali hu. Meri umar 37 saal hai, aur mein pichle 16 saal se shaadi-shuda hu. Mere pati ka naam Suraj hai, aur woh ek software company mein kaam karta hai.

Mere aur mere pati ke beech mein pehle kaafi pyaar tha, lekin bacche hone ke baad ab woh baat rahi nahi. Hamari 15 saal ki beti hai, jiska naam hain Shannaya.

Mein bohot hi strict sanskaar waale ghar mein born hui hu, pehle se mein bohot sanskaar waali rahi hu, kabhi galat kaam nahi kiya, lekin kuchh saal pehle sab change ho gaya, aaj mein aapko woh kahani sunane jaa rahi hu, joh bilkul sachii kahani hai.

Mein ek dum gori-chitti punjaban aurat hu. Meri figure 34dd-32-40 hai. Mere boobs toh bade hain hi lekin saath mein meri gand bohot moti hai jis wajah se sab mujhe ghoorte rehte hain. Maine humesha ghar ke bahar sari pehenti hu, aur ghar mein nighty, tracks ya comfortable kapde, aur bahar ghumne ke time western clothes.

Yeh kahani thode saal pehle ki hain jab Shanaya 5 saal ki thi, aur hum kaafi saal baad saath mein ghumney jaa rahe the. Hum Nainital aur Jim Corbett jaa rahe the ghumney, aur isiliye hum Mumbai se Delhi flight se gaye aur wahan se humney 7 din ke liye humney ek Swift Dzire book kiya.

Humare car ke driver ka naam Mushtaq tha, woh bohot caring tha. Mushtaq bohot khyaal rakhta tha, mera aur meri beti ka bhi. Mujko yeh aacha laga. Bags lena, rakhna etc karta tha. Isiliye main usse khana deti thi.

Woh kamse kam rakhta tha, but mere pati ko yeh aacha nahi laga. Unhone ladai kiya hotel ke room mein. Woh waise bhi chidte hain bohot, and mere se bilkul sex,romance nahi kiya iss vacation par. 1 din pe hi mere pati ne mujse  ladai kar li.

Hum 2nd day ghumney nikle, tab driver ko pati ke mood ka pata chala, usne kuch nai kaha. Mere pati ko ghai mard se baat karna acha nahi lagta aur woh bohot chidte hain, aur mujko yeh baat unki pasand nahi thi, kyunki mere hisab se sabse baat karna chahiye.

Fir teesre din jab hum sight points dekhne gaye tab mere pati nahi aaye gusse mein ghumney bahar. Woh bole tumhe jaana hai toh jaao, mein nahi aaunga. Unhone kaha tumhe jana hai toh jaao, and muj se ladne lage.

Mein ghumney aayi thi, room par baithne nahi, isiliye maine purse uthaya and Shanaya ko saath le liya, aur hum gaye. Maine us din blue short dress pehni thi. Mein aagyi, cab driver ne mujko dekha, aur car aage laya.

Woh mujko gandi nazar se nahi dekhta tha, sirf meri respect karta tha joh mera pati ne bhi nahi ki thi. Driver ko pata nahi tha mera pati nahi aane waala, lekin usne mere face par dekha, woh samaj gaya jagda hua hai. Usne bola, “Madam dusri lake par chaley?” maine kahan, “Haa chalo.”

Mushtaq mere se khoob baate kar raha tha, mujko alag points dikha raha tha and meri pics le raha tha mere phone se. Fir jab humney wahan ghum liya tab return ke waqt maine driver se puchha ki aage koi washroom hain? Mujko jaana hain.

Meri beti phone mein busy thi. Driver ne sir hila ke mana kiya. Lekin maine kaha ki urgent hai, fir usne kaha aage ek jagah side karta hu open mein chalega? Maine kaha okay.

Usne ek sunsan jagah side kari, beti ko phone se fursat nahi thi. Driver ne ishara kiya, “Ma’am, wahan thoda andar jaake karlo.” Mein bahar gayi and mujko bohot sharam aa rahi thi, aur pedo ke peeche jaane mein dar lag raha tha, lekin bohot tez susu aa rahi thi.

Fir maine drver ko bola isharo mein ki mujko dar lag raha hai, shaam ka time tha, toh woh car se bahar aata hai, aur mere paas aake mujko bolta hain, “Idhar aa jaaye ma’am.”

Fir driver pedo ke peeche le gaya and bola, “Yeh jagah sahi hai, aap yahan karlo, mein car ke paas jaata hu,” tab maine bola ki nahi dar lag raha hain aap bas ulta ghum jaaye.

Woh thoda shock hua lekin woh thoda ghuma, fir maine apna dress upar kiya and panty down ki and mein baith gayi, susu karte-karte maine dekha driver ekdum wafadar tha, woh bilkul nahi dekh raha tha.

Mujko itni lagi thi, ki susu dhere-dhere jama hoke driver ke pair ke taraf badh rahi thi, mere se raha nahi gaya, maine socha ki bichare driver ki shoes kharab ho jaayenge, tab maine kaha susu karte, “Mushtaq niche dekho pair kharab ho jaayenge.”

Uska naam pukarte hi usne dekha mere or, usse laga ho gaya hoga susu karke, toh usne sir meri taraf ghumaya aur mujko dekha. Woh mujko dekhte hi dekhta reh gaya.

Fir 1 min baad usse hosh aaya, woh side hata, uske shoes mein lag gaya tha, usne kaha, “Sorry,” maine kaha, “Koi baat nahi.” Fir mein uthi, maine dress sahi ki, panty pehni and joh hua uske baare sochne lagi.

Maine Mushtaq se boli, “Sorry mere wajah se aapke shoes gande ho gaye, ruko mein saaf karti hu,” tab woh bol pade, “Nahi madam koi baat nahi.” Lekin mein uske niche pair ke paas jhuki, aur mere hanky se uske shoes saaf kiye.

Maine notice kiya ki meri cleavage puri dikh rahi thi toh fir mein jaldi se upar hui, aur fir hum car mein baithe, meri beti game mein hi busy thi.

Fir maine pucha hotel kitne time mein reach karenge? tab Mushtaq ne kaha 2 hrs mein, fir maine notice kiya ki driver har 2 minute mein mujko dekh raha hain glass se, mujko thoda ajeeb laga, lekin mein samaj gayi ki uski galti nahi hai.

Woh bas thoda soch mein pad gaya hoga mujko aise nanga susu karte dekh. Mujko pata nahi kya hua, mujko accha lagne laga ki driver mujko dekh raha hai. Meri beti ko nind aane lagi thi, woh sone ka try kar rahi thi.

Isliye maine driver se kaha aagey rok lo, mein aage baithungi taaki Shanaya ko puri seat mil jaaye piche letne ke liye. Fir driver ne side kiya, aur mein aage jaake baith gayi.

Maine driver se kaha, koi baat nahi. Woh bola, “Mujhe maaf kardo.”Maine kaha, “Mushtaqji aapki galti nai hai koi, mujko kisi baat ka bura nahi laga aaj. Maine yeh bolke uske shoulders par hat rakha usse dilasa dene ke liye.

Maine piiche dekha beti so gayi thi, fir mein usse aise hi baate karti rahi and woh mujhe ghoorta raha, maine fir kuch 15-20 minutes baad dekha ki uska paijama mein uska lund khada tha.

Mein ghoorti reh gayi, fir maine 2 sec baad, eyes close ki aur sochne lagi ki ek side mera pati kuch karta nahi hain aur dusri side yeh driver meri bohot care kar raha hai, uska itna mota and bada hain, yeh sochke maine thodi si eyes kholi and dekha woh car chala raha tha, and uska bohot khada tha.

Maine fir sone ka natak kiya and aankho ke side se lund ko dekhti rahi, aur maine jaan bhujkar dress niche kiya, jisse meri cleavage usse dikhe. Fir uska aur khada ho gaya, aur uska pyjama upar se halka precum se gila hua, uss wajah se mere muh mein paani aa gaya.

Fir raha nahi gaya mere se, and soch rahi thi ki kahin beti uthe nahi aur kuch dekhe nahi. Fir driver ne car side ki, tabb maine jaldi se piche dekha woh aaram se so rahi thi, and maine jab side mein halke se dekha, driver susu kar raha tha.

Usse laga hoga hum so gaye hain, isiliye woh meri side ke bilkul paas khada tha susu karne. Chuki woh highway tha, woh andar nahi gaya jungle ke and wahi se kar raha tha. Mujhe uska pura lund dikh raha tha meri side se, aur dosto mein kya batau itna pyara and mota lund maine pehli baar dekha.

Ab mere dimaag mein uska lund hi ghum raha tha. Uski susu puri hui, usne apna paijama bandha, maine eyes close ki and aise leit gayi ki uski seat par sir rakh ke. Woh aaya aur soch mein pad gaya ki kya karu, usne bulaya mujko and maine uthne ka natak kiya, usse mere poore boob cleavage aache se dikhi, mein iss waqt saare sanskaar bhul gayi thi, bas driver ke lund ke baare mein soch rahi thi.

Fir maine kaha, “Ji chalo sorry baith jao, aise comfort lag raha tha isiliye mein soyi thi, thak gayi thi journey se. Mushtaq mere boobs dekh kar dhyaan aaya use, aur usse bhi nahi raha gaya.

Usne kaha dheere se, ki aap sir rakh sakti ho seat par, aur seat par baitth kar apni godh ko ishara karte hue, jahan uske mota lamba lund tha. Maine bina soche jaldi se sir rakh diya uski godh mein, and woh car chalane laga.

Mein sone ka natak kar rahi thi, aur shayad usse yeh pata chal gaya. Mere hoth uske lund ke bohot karib the, meri aadhi aakhein khuli thi and mein dhere-dhere saans le rahi thi uske lund par. Usse raha nahi gaya, usne apna haat gear badalne ka natak karte hue meri gori kamar par lagane laga, aur mein pagal hogayi and maine uska lund pakad liya, usne kuch nahi kaha.

Woh chup-chap car chalate raha, aur gear change karne ke bahane mujko touch karte raha. Fir mere se raha nahi gaya, aur maine uska paijama se lund nikala, aur lund par mere gulabi hoto se kiss karti rahi. Maine driver ka lund lick bhi kiya, aur mein uska loda ghoorti rahi, uska  mast topa tha, uska mota supada tha, aur usse pura muh mein liya, aur chusne lagi lollipop ki tarah.

Maine uska aise 1 ghante tak chusa, woh drive karte gaya, aur mein chuste gayi beech-beech mein woh meri gand par bhi haath lagane laga. Maine phir jab woh cum karne waala tha main pura ras pi gayi, aur pyare lund ko bohot saari kisses deke uthi, aur uska chehra dekha, jaise usse jannat dekhli ho usne.

Fir humari hotel aa gayi, humney kuch baat nahi ki iss baare mein, bas dekhte rahe ek doosre ko jab pohochne waale the, tab maine usse dress se panty nikal kar di gili waali, aur usne usse smell ki and maine kahan raat ko tyaar rehna mein aaungi.

Baaki story later in the next part. Mein fir kaise Mushtaq se chupke se chudi, aur poore vacation kaise usne mujko apni randi banaya. I will tell you that in the next part.

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This is a real story which I also shared with my husband after we went for many years of swapping. My husband shares and writes our real stories too, check his stories as well.

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Narrated by Amit

Pichle baar episode 39 mein aaplogo ne padha ki kaise Shradha aur Payal milkar ek team bankar mere sath khelne lagi. Mujhse gane par strip dance tak karvaayi dono ne. Fir Shradha mujhe bed par leta kar meri lungi se mere dono hatho ko bed ki taang se baandh li.

Mujhe pata nahi tha ki inke mann mein tha kya. Jab bina hath bandhe hi main sab karne ko taiyaar hun to bhala baandhne ki kya zarurat?

Main: Bandh kyu rahi ho?

Shradha boli: Kahi tum bhaag na jao, hahaha!

Payal jo neeche mera lund choos rahi thi, boli: Haan, aaj to hum tumhe kahi ka nahi chhodenge. Tumhare ganne ko choos choos ke khayenge hum milkar. To kahi tum bhaag na jaye, hahaha!

Shradha aur Payal dono hi kisi do khoobsurat shaitaan aurato ki tarah mere upar hasne lagi. Unki aisi hassi bhi kafi sexy lag rahi thi. Mano ye dono nangi khubsurat balaaye ab mujhe kachcha chaba jayegi.

Shradha bed par chahad apni choot dikha kar khadi hui aur boli: Aaj ka din tum kabhi nahi bhoolne wale.

Woh palat kar peeche Payal ko dekh boli: Woh iski t-shirt dena, Payal.

Payal bed se utari aur floor se meri t-shirt uthakar Shradha ke taraf pheki.

Shradha ne use pakad liya aur fir boli: Par ek shart par hoga aaj ka din tumhare liye khaas.

Main poocha: Kya?

Shradha mere seene par apni nangi gand rakhi baithi. Fir t-shirt ke hatho ko mere sar ke peeche bandh kar boli: Tum dekhoge nahi kuch!

Main: Nahi nahi, please dekhne to do mujhe.

Ab mujhe kuch nahi dikh raha tha. Daayi taraf se Payal ki awaaz aayi: Iske pair bhi bandhe kya?

Mere upar Shradha ki awaaz aayi: Naah! Pair bandhenge to maza nahi aayega.

Iske baad Shradha mere upar se uth gayi aur bed se utar bhi gayi. Main bass awaaze sunta raha. Itne mein daayi taraf se Payal meri nipple ko apne naakhoon se cheeti kaat boli: Kaisa lag raha hai Amit, andhe bankar, hahaha!

Waise sach kahu to bura to nahi lag raha tha. Balki ek naye tareeke ka maza aa raha tha. Ye dono ladkiya mujhe baandhkar lachaar bana kar mere sath maze lene wali hai. Main nipple par dard mehsoos kar bola: Ah! Tum log jo bhi karo mujhe pasand hai.

Thodi door se Shradha ki awaaz aayi: Achcha! Sochlena, baad mein bhi yahi kahna.

Main: Haan, jo bhi karo tum dono main to yahi kahunga.

Itna kahte hi mere lund ne uttejna ki ek uchaal maari aur fir mere khade lund par zor ki thapaad padi.

Payal: Bade laddu phoot rahe hai tere andar jo ye aise uchal raha hai, hahaha!

To ye Payal thi jisne mara. Mere lund ko woh fir sahlane lagi aur uske chamde ko kabhi poora upar kheech leti to kabhi poori neeche. Ab samjha shayad indona ka iraada aaj mujhe sexual torture dene ka tha.

Payal ek hath se mere nipple ko cheeti kaati aur dusre se mere lund dabakar hilaayi. Bina dekhe ehsaas karne mein kafi maza aa raha tha. Tabhi Payal mere jangho ko phailaayi aur mere ando ko hilaati hui boli: Isse poora khaali kar denge hum.

Main: Karlona, kisne roka hai.

Payal boli: Tum rok bhi to nahi sakte, rokoge to hum nahi rukne wale, hahaha!

Uski baat aur harkate mujhe aur uttejit aur pagal kar rahi thi. Woh mere ando ko kabhi kabhi zor se bhi daba jaati. Lekin dard se zyada maza hi aa rahi thi. Mera lund kafi tann chuka tha.

Ye shayad Shradha ki khilaayi hui tablet aur is mahol ka dono ka asar ek sath tha. Mera lund asmaan ki taraf khada tha. Tabhi Payal mere lund ko chhodi aur fir pataak se ek thapaad mere khade lund par pada.

Payal: Ise aise hi rakhna jab tak hamara mann na bhar jaye.

Main tab sochne laga ki Shradha kyu kuch nahi kah rahi. Dekh nahi pa raha tha ki woh kya kar rahi hai. Zaroor kuch utpataang karne ki taiyaari kar rahi thi. Tab Shradha ki awaaz thodi door se aayi: Haan haan, aur mann bharne ke baad bhi, hahaha!

Chalo woh yahi thi. Kuch hi der mein mere tango ke paas Shradha chadhi aur meri jangho ke beech baith gayi. Mere lund ko apne hatho mein pakad Payal boli: Le ab tu kha, Main pakadti hun.

Shradha jhuki aur apne muh mein mera lund lelkar danto se uske sar ko kaat li.

Main: Ahhh!

Payal: Kaat ke kha mat mujhe bhi to chahiye, hahaha!

Shradha kuch na boli aur mere lund ko apne muh mein poora utaarli. Mujhe mere lund ke sar par uske gale ki gahraayi mehsoos hone lagi. Shradha lund ko aise bahar nikali ki uske daant mere tane lund ki naso par ragad gayi.

Main: Aahhhhh! Wow!

Payal: Ab mujhe de.

Payal mere pet par hath rakh jhuki. Fir ehsaas hua ki daayi taraf se Payal ki muh mein mera lund sama gaya. Sach batata hun dosto kal bhi maine in dono ke sath yahi kiya. Lekin aaj iss tarah in do ladkiyo ke khel ka khilaona banne ka maza hi kuch aur tha. Bina dekhe bas mehsoos karne mein kya maza aa raha tha.

Payal bhi apne muh mein lund li aur nikali aur fir Shradha ne le li. Dono milkar mere lund ko baari baari baant kar muh mein le rahi thi. Mano jaise college mein dosto ke sath cigrette baanta karte hai, 4 phook main fir 4 phook koi aur.

Dono mere lund ko baari baari muh mein 4 se 5 baar leti aur fir dusre ko lene deti. Bandhe hath aur dhaki aankhe, is lachaari mein kya khoob maza aa raha tha. Tabhi Payal meri daanyi taraf se uthi aur mere sar ke upar aa khadi ho gayi.

Mere chehre par dhaki t-shirt ko usne aise uthaya ki meri aankh dhaki rahe aur bas naak aur muh bahar khula rahe. Fir ek bhaar mere muh par pada aur halki mahak. Uss mehak ko ab main kafi achche se janta tha.

Payal: Batao ye kya hai?

Main sunghta hua bola: Tumhari gand aur choot.

Payal apni gand mere muh par rakh boli: Bilkul sahi.

Uske mere muh par rakhte hi samajh gaya use kya chahiye. Payal apni kamar ko hilati hui apni gand mere naak aur honto se ragadne lagi. Wahi neeche Shradha mere lund ko apne muh mein mujhe halki dard aur behad maze ke sath tarsaane lagi.

Mere lund ke gale ko danto se kharochne lagi. Shradha pahli baar aise kar rahi thi. Sochne laga ki ab tak isne mujhe aisa maza kyu nahi diya. Shradha kamaal ki aurat hai. Har waqt mujhe kuch na kuch naya dikhati hai jo mujhe uske sath kabhi bhi bore hone ka maoka nahi deti.

Main halki aahe bharta hua apni jeeb bahar nikala aur muh ke upar naachti Payal ki gand ko chatne laga.

Payal: Oh, yeah, baby. Lick it!

Payal apni kamar nachate hue mere jeeb ka maza apni gand aur fir choot par lene lagi. Uski choot mere honto par aur gand mere naak par thi. Jisse main jaan gaya ki woh mere chehre ke taraf nahi, balke mere paet ke taraf muh karke mere upar baithi hui thi.

Neeche Shradha bade hi chaaw se mere lund ko apne naye-naye tareeko ke sath kha rahi thi. Shradha mere ando ko tatolti hui sahlati hui mere lund ko muh mein ghusa ghusa kar choos rahi thi. Kuch der baad Shradha uthi. Main socha ki ye kya kar rahi hai. Pata nahi kya karne ja rahi thi.

Mere ghutno ko uthakar woh upar ki aur fir mere muh par baithi Payal aage jhuk boli: Laao main pakadti hun.

Ye log kar kya rahe the, ab jakar mujhe laga ki kaash main dekh pata. Itne mein Payal mere ghutno ke nichle hisse mein apne hath dali aur apne taraf kheech meri tango ko upar uthali. Isse ab meri gand Shradha ke taraf khuli hui thi. Fir mehoos hua ki Shradha mere lund ko muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Hai, maza aane laga ki aaj ye dono ladkiya sachme mujhe kisi khilaone ke tarah khel rahi thi. Mere muh pe Payal apni choot aur gand ragadti hui khud ko khilane lagi. Toh neeche Shradha mere ando ko sahlati hui mere lund ko khane lagi.

Shradha ke muh se thook ki bhari matra meri gand ki ched par bahne lagi. Main upar chaaw se Payal ki choot aur gand mein apni jeeb se khelkar use maza dene laga. Payal meri jangho ko pakad kamar hilati hui masti mein boli: Yes, yes, yes! Eat me… Eat my ass… Eat my pussy Amit. Ahhh!

Uski angrezi sun main aur achche se use khane laga. Tabhi mere badan mein Shradha ki ek harkat mehsoos kar current daod gayi. Shradha mere lund ko apne hath mein lekar meri gand par apni jeeb lagakar ghumane lagi. Sachme ye ek naya anubhaw tha.

Shradha meri gand ko chaat rahi thi. Ab tak main uske liye ye kiya tha lekin aaj woh mujhe wapas kar ke de rahi thi. Ab samjha use gand chatwane mein itna maza kyu milta hai. Masti ki lahar mein main aur ache se Payal ki choot aur gand chaatne laga.

Payal bhi maze mein apni kamar aur tez hilane lagi mere muh par. Payal ko itna maza aane laga ki uski choot se halki nami baar baar boondo mein mere honto par lagne lagi.

Kuch der baad mehsoos hua ki meri gand ki ched se Shradha ki jeeb ka sampark alag ho gaya. Socha ye kyu ruk gayi, mere lund ko apne hath ke pakad se bhi usne chura liya. Fir Shradha apni hath ki ek ungli se meri gand ki ched par tatolne lagi.

Mere muh se halki aah nikal gayi aur lund ne ek zor ka jhatka de diya. Shayad use dekh Payal boli: He likes it! Firse karo.

Shradha bilkul chup thi, uski awaaz sunne ke liye main taras raha tha. Lekin Shradha mere sath ye sab karne mein itni vyast thi ki kuch bol hi nahi rahi thi. Shayad woh bhi ye pahli baar kar rahi thi kisi mard ke sath.

Shradha mere gand ki ched par apni ungli ki noke ko gol gol ghumati hui ek ajeeb tareeke ka maza de rahi thi mujhe. Apne nakhuno se kabhi khujlati aur kabhi ragadti hui masti ke sath ek halki jalan de jaati. Aur fir usne woh kiya jo maine aaj tak kabhi na socha na kisi ko karne diya.

Shradha apni tez nakhoon wali ungli meri ched mein halke se dhakel gayi. Mera lund ek hi baar mein 2 se 3 jhatke maar gaya. Jise dekh Payal boli: Oh yeah! Aur karo waise, iski aah nikal gayi.

Mujhe halki jalan ho rahi thi to main rokne ki koshish mein bolne gaya: Nahi.
Isse pahle ki main aage bolu Payal apni gand mere muh par dabati hui mujhe kuch aur bolne di nahi. Woh boli: Chup, kuch nahi bolega tu aaj.

Shradha apni ungli mere andar se nikali aur fir dubara mere andar ghusa di. Mere masti aur jalan ki dabi aahe Payal ki gand ke beech se nikal gayi. Agle ek minute woh dono aise hi mujhe vasna ka torture karti rahi.

Fir Shradha boli: Payal uth aur iske hath khol.

Payal mere muh se uth gayi aur mujhe choomti hui mere hath kholne lagi. Mujhe laga ab mujhe azaadi melegi. Par kaha. Payal mera hath kholi aur fir bed se utar gayi. Shradha meri jangh par maar boli: Chalo utho.

Main uth baitha to Shradha aage boli: Ghumo aur ghutno pe aao.

Main ghabra gaya ki kahi ye dono mujhe ab kutta bana kar meri gand ke sath kuch aur khatarnaak to nahi karenge. Kash ki main dekh pata to rok bhi pata. Main uth kar ghuma aur ghutno pe bed par khada ho gaya. Tab Shradha aage boli: Lungi de.

Usne Payal se kaha, Payal use lungi di. Shradha mere dono hath ki kalaayi pakad peeche legayi aur dubara band di.

Shradha: Chal tu aage baithja.

Payal bed par wapas mere samne chahdi aur pata nahi kaise baithi. Fir ehsaas hua ki uski gand samne se mere lund se satne lagi. Iska matlab ab Payal bani kutiya aur yahan baithi thi. Shradha mere peeche se mere tane hue lund ko dande ke tarah pakad Payal ki choot se lagadi.

Mere lund ke sar ko Payal ki choot aur gand ki ched par ragadti hui mere kaan ke paas boli: Chalo ab iski chudayi karo tum.

Shradha ne mere lund ko aage ki aor kheechti hui usse Payal ki choot mein ghusane lagi. Main kamar ko aage badate hue apna poora lund uski kasi hui choot mein ghusa diya. Payal ki choot dubara kasi hui thi.

Itna tight ki mano pahli baar chudh rahi ho lekin chudakkad Payal kal bhi aise hi chudhi thi mujhse. Shradha meri gand par dheere se maar mujhse boli: Chalo ab shuru ho jao hamare sex machine, hahaha!

Kaash main dekh pata, to aur maza to aata hi. Ye soch maine apna sar upar uthaya ki shayad dhake t-shirt ke neeche se kuch dikhe ki tabhi meri gand par Shradha ne zor ki thappad de maari. Itni zor se ki kamre mein thappad ki awaaz goonj gayi aur mere muh se aahhh nikal gayi.

Shradha: Don’t break the rules, dekhne ki koshish mat karo.

Itna kahti hui Shradha peeche se apni ek ungli meri gand mein ghusa dali. Is bar uski naakhun utni nahi chubhi. Par usne apni ungli mere andar kareeb aadhi ghusa dali aur aage boli: Baat nahi maane na to soch lena.

Main: Ah! Nahi, manunga aahhh. Nikalo.

Shradha apni ungli nikali aur firse marti hui boli: Kyu kyu kyu! Maza nahi aaya, aur tum jab yahi mere sath kar rahe the tab?

Uski ungli ke dard ka badla main Payal ki choot ko apne lund se chodne laga. Meri kamar Payal ki gand se takra kar phat phat ki awaaz karne laga.

Shradha apni ungli nikal boli: Now keep fucking her, warna firse daal dungi tere andar.

Main chup chap samne Payal ki choot chodta hua marne laga. Iske baad Shradha bhi mere peeche bed par chadhi. Shradha apni sar neeche meri jangho ke beech lakar khud bed par laet gayi. Neeche se usne mere chudayi ke karan jhulte ando ko pakad apne muh mein lekar choosne lagi.

Mere andar isse maze ki aisi lahar daodi ki main aur tezi se same ki aor apna kamar marne laga. Mar maar kar Payal ki choot chod raha tha. Mano is maze mein uski choot phaad dun,

Tabhi sunaayi di: Ah! God! Fuck harder!

Ye kya?

Ye Payal ki awaaz nahi thi, aur Shradha ki bhi nahi!

Kamre mein hamare sath koi aur bhi thi. Main achanak se ruk gaya aur sar idhar udar mudane laga ki kisi teesre awaaz par dhyaan de saku. Tabhi Shradha mere neeche se uthi aur boli: Offo, tum dono na chup nahi rah sakte the kya?

Matlab main sahi tha, Shradha ke alawa yaha do aur log hai, ek Payal to teesra kaon?

Tab jakar Shradha mere sar ke peeche bandhi t-shirt kholi. Achanak aankho mein ghusti roshni mein meri aankh jal uthi. Ankho ko meenchta hua dheere se aankhe khola to ek nangi aurat kutiya bani apni choot mein mera lund liye hue thi.

Us aurat ke samne bed ki dusri or Payal tange phaila ke apni choot uske muh mein de rahi thi. Aur Shradha mere peeche. Mera dill ghabrahat ke maare tezi se dhadakne laga. Ye ho kya raha tha? Kal Payal aur aaj ye kaon hai. Main peeche aur aage ek tak Shradha ko aur Payal ko dekhne laga.

Tabhi Shradha boli: Are yaar sara khel khatm kar di tune Neetu.

Main sochne laga Neetu? Ye Neetu hai kaon akhir?

Payal apni muh pe hath rakh baithi thi.

Tabhi Neetu boli: Kya karu ye aise maar raha tha ki…

Usne meri shakal dekhi aur maine uski… aur fir hum dono bol pade.

Neetu: Tum!

Main: Aap!

Neetu turant apni choot se mera lund nikali aur uth kar palati hui. Samne padi takiye ko lekar khud ke nange badan ko dhak kar chilaati hui boli:Tum? Yaha! Shit!

Main apne bandhe hath ke karan ghabrahat ke sath machalta hua bola: Aap? Aap yaha kaise?

Payal hairani ke sath hum dono ko dekh boli: Oh… My… God!

Neetu apne hath se apna muh chupane lagi. Mano use kafi bura laga ho.

Shradha mere peeche se boli: Shit! Tum dono jante ho kya ek dusre ko?

Neetu Shradha se gusse ke sath boli: Idiot! Ye kya karwa di tumne?

Shradha bed se neeche utar Neetu ke paas jaati hui boli: Ok ok, calm down, tension mat lo.

Neetu apne maathe par hath rakh boli: Kya calm down? Ye janta hai mujhe yaar! Meri life kharab kar dali tumne.

Jab main Kumar Apartment aaya tha uske agle din main apne ek dost se milne gaya tha. Vishal yahi Bangalore mein rahta hai. Neetu aur koi nahi thi, ye Vishal ki apni bhabhi thi jise main uske ghar mein pichle baar mila tha.

Vishal ke bhaiya ki biwi hai ye. Uske bhaiya abroad kahi kaam karte hai. Neetu yaha Vishal aur uske ma baap yani ke apni sans saur ke sath rehti hai. Kitni guni aurat samajha tha inhe jab inse mila tha Vishal ke ghar. Bilkul dhaarmic bahu… aur ab!

Main ye sab soch gusse mein bola: Bohut hua, kholo mera hath.

Shradha ne Payal ko ishara ki aur Payal mere peeche aayi aur mere hath ko khol di. Main apna lund chupate hue sar jhuka kar baith gaya. Neetu se nazar nahi mila pa raha tha. Yaar ye mere sabse kareebi dost ki bhabhi aur ye sab.

Agar Vishal ko kabhi pata chala to kya muh dikhaunga main use. Mann hi mann mein ghrina ki sagar mein main doobta gaya.

Shradha Neetu ke kandhe par hath rakh boli: Sorry yaar, par tu ise kaise janti hai?

Neetu gusse ke se Shradha ki hath hatayi aur boli: Ye Vishal ka dost hai.

Shradha: Vishal?

Neetu: Uff! Mere husband ka bhai. Vishal. Ye ek do din pahle hi hamare yaha aaya tha, tab mili thi main isse.

Payal: Oh… god!

Shradha bed par baith gayi aur zor ki saans leti hui mere taraf dekhi. Main tab bola: Us din jab hum bas mein mile the na, us din main Vishal se hi milkar aa raha tha.

Payal: Tum kaise Vishal ko jante ho?

Main bola: Woh mera college friend tha, yaha aaya to us din usse job ki interview ke silsile mein milne gaya tha.

Fir main himmat juta kar Neetu ko poocha: Par… par aap yaha kaise?

Neetu mujhe gusse bhari nazro se dekhi aur fir boli: Mera ghar hai yaha. Matlab mere… mom dad ka, shadi ke baad waha apne husband ke ghar rahti hun. Galti ho gayi ki main yaha aayi, seedhe apne ghar jana chahiye tha mujhe.

Shradha bed se uthi aur fir boli: Ok ok! Suno sab!

Hum teeno Shradha ko dekhne lage.

Shradha Neetu ko boli: Tu tension mat le.

Neetu: Tension na loon to aur kya?

Shradha: Dekh ye Amit hai, main achche se jaanti hun ise, aur… aur mmmm.

Neetu: Aur kya?

Shradha: Aur hum ek dusre se pyaar karte hai.

Payal: What?

Main hairani se dekhne laga Shradha ko ki ab jakar woh dusro ko bhi bol di ye baat. Dil mein ek sukoon sa mila par in sabki ghabrahat to thi hi.

Shradha aage boli: Yeah, I love him. Aur ye sab jo bhi hai, mujhe poora bharosa hai ki ye sari baate hamare beech hi rahegi.

Neetu mujhe dekhne lagi aur fir Shradha ko boli: Are you sure? Vishal iska achcha dost hai.

Woh aur aage bolti isse pahle maine himmat juta kar use tokte hue kaha: Meri aisi aadat pahle se hi nahi hai ki yaha ki baat waha kahu.

Neetu: Jo bhi ho, ye sab ke baad ab ajeeb lag raha hai.

Shradha: Kya ajeeb yaar, tum na bohut soch rahi ho.

Neetu: Tum samajh nahi rahi, ab jab bhi ye Vishal se milne aayega to mujhe kaisa lagega iske saamne?

Shradha: Mmm to ye baat hai. Sun! Itne dino baad tum aayi to Payal aur maine tumhare liye mast sa gift rakha tha. Ab hame kya pata tha ki tum ise jaanti ho?

Main sochne laga ek taraf to Shradha mujhse pyaar karne ki baat kahti hai aur wahi ye apni saheliyo ko mujhe gift banake deti hai. Ajeeb aurat hai ye Shradha bhi.

Payal Neetu aur Shradha ke paas gayi aur boli: Haan, aur gift ko mana nahi karte bhale tujhe pasand na aaye, hahaha!

Neetu muskurati hui Payal ko dhakka maari aur boli: Idiot! Bitch! Tujhe mazaak sooj rahi hai ab bhi?

Shradha: Offo, itni serious mat ban ab tu. Waise tune apne mom dad ko batayi ki tu aaj aa rahi hai.

Neetu: Nahi, sochi ki unhe surprise doongi, New Year yahi spend karungi.

Shradha seedhi hui aur boli: Tab to yaha se aaj koi bhi 5 baje se pahle nahi jayega.

Neetu: Kyu? Woh kyu?

Shradha apni ek tang utha kar bed par rakhi aur apni choot par hath pherti hui boli: Wahi jo sab karne aaye hai.

Itne mein Payal Neetu se boli: Aur ek secret bataun tujhe?

Neetu: Kya?

Payal mujhe dekh muskurayi aur fir Neetu ko dekh boli: Amit is the first guy who fucked my ass.

Neetu ke chehre pe ek muskaan aa gayi aur boli: What, sachme?

Shradha: Haan.

Payal: Sachi, achcha chodta hai ladka.

Neetu mujhe dekh boli: God, tumhe pahli baar dekhi thi Vishal ke sath to ye sab kabhi nahi sochi.

Shradha: Ok ok, woh sab chhodo aur…

Shradha mere taraf ungli se bulane ka ishara kar boli: Ab asli kaam par lago Mr. Amit!

Payal: Oh yeah, aaj to tumhari khair nahi Amit!

Inki baate sun meri saari ghabrahat jaane lagi. Mere lund mein dubara aisa jaan aaya ki ek hi baar mein tamtama utha aur tann gaya. Main muskurata hua sochne laga ki ye kya ho raha hai?

Shradha aur Payal to thi hi list mein. Ab mere dost ki bhabhi jise main pahli baar dekha to sati savitri samajh raha tha, woh ab mere samne nangi takiye mein khud ko dhak kar mujhe muskaan de rahi thi.

Main ab apne dost ki Neetu bhabhi ko bhi chodne wala tha. Ye meri lotery lagi thi ya aane wale kisi musibat ki shuruwaat? Jo bhi ho, 3 ladkiyo ko ek sath chodne ka maoka. Iske samne bhala koi bhi musibat kaha nazar aati mujhe.

To be continued.

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This story is a continuation of the previous story. Please read it before you read this story about the boss’s prostitute. After a year of that incident, where I found that my mom had an affair with Sharif, he left the city. Now the penthouse remained empty. My mom and Sharif still don’t know that I know about them. My mom faced a tough time after Sharif left.

She looked dull and depressed for a few days. When my dad asked her why she looked dull, she said that she felt bored at home.

Being a supportive husband, my dad asked my mom if she wants to do a job or go on a vacation to get rid of her boredom. My mom thought of it and said that she will search for a job.

She was desperate for a diversion in her life, plus she wanted to be financially independent. In a month or so, she applied for many jobs and failed. But finally applied as a tour assist manager in a reputed luxury travels company.

Her work was to assist and manage tours for the clients that come to the city for tourism. It was written in their ad that female candidates shall be preferred. So my mom got into their preference list.

I saw a lot of changes in my mom since the time she joined that job. She was happier than before. She spent a lot on home accessories and renovated our home to look sophisticated.

At that time, my dad also got a project on-site and had to leave for Canada for a year. As I passed my engineering entrance exam, I had to leave for another city for my studies.

Everything went great. I didn’t doubt my mom again as she moved on from Sharif and got a job for herself. I came home once every month and spent some time at home. My desperation for my mom’s beauty didn’t die, but it rested inside me.

An incident happened that woke my inner desperation for my mom. It was my mom’s birthday. So I wanted to go home a week before and surprise my mom. I reached home late at night and found a big luxury SUV in our parking.

Not giving much attention to it, I got into our house with spare keys that I had without making any noise. My plan was to hide in my room and surprise my mom in the morning.

I closed the main door and headed towards my room, opposite my mom’s room. But then I heard a male voice from my mom’s room, “Hey Neelu, wake up. Let’s do it one more time, and I’ll leave to my home.”

I just froze for a moment. I thought that Sharif came back as mom stayed alone, but that voice is not Sharif’s. My curiosity doubled, and I started to question myself if mom found someone to have fun with.

That excited nineteen-year-old son in me felt like watching her. After making sure that the door is locked, I tried to look through the keyhole. But I saw nothing as it was dark.

I just stood there and listened to his voice. He woke my mom up, and my mom started talking in a sleepy voice.

Mom: What? You fucked me all night, and you want it again? I can’t, I am tired. Please leave, your wife must be waiting for you.

Man: Is this why I paid you? I paid you for the whole night, and there’s still time left.

I was shocked that my mom, who had been just a homemaker, even took money to sleep with a man. “Did she become a prostitute?”I questioned myself and kept listening.

I heard a slap, and my mom moaned, “Ah, my ass!”

Man: Yes, I want it. Come on. Wake up.

Mom woke up to his slap on her ass and said, “Bastard, What kind of an animal are you? You have got a hunger for sex more than me. Make it fast. Fuck me and leave.”

Man: That’s my bitch. Get into a doggy position for me.

Mom: Ufff, Okay. Put it in.

I heard him spit, and my mom moaned her heart out. He slapped her ass and said, “Shhh, quiet.”

Mom: Aahh! How many times did I tell you not to fuck my ass so hard?

Man: I am the boss here, not you. Just let me.

Mom: Uff, slow down.

I heard his wild grunts and mom’s sweet, painful moans and screams when he spanked her ass. I got so excited just by their sounds. He finally came leaving a big grunt from his throat. My mom, too, screamed out of pain as he took his tool out at once.

Mom: You came inside my asshole. Ugh! I would have taken it in my mouth instead.

Man: I cum where ever I want to. You are mine.

Mom: Of course, boss. I am yours till you pay me for it.

Man: Sure.

I heard them dressing up, and I thought it was time to hide for me. I ran upstairs, and they came out. As the house was empty, I could faintly hear what they were saying.

Man: You can come late to the office tomorrow.

Mom: So sweet of you, boss. You make me feel so weak.

He patted her ass and left, after which my mom locked the main door to sleep in her room. I sneaked out of the house and returned in the morning after giving my mom a call. She got fresh and welcomed me as if nothing happened last night.

I enjoyed her welcome hug and felt her against me fora while. She hugged me for at least half a minute. But it was more than enough for me at that time. I stayed at home till her birthday.

In that week, I got as close I can get to her when she was at home. Even a lung full of her smell in the room made me hard and crave for her touch. I sneaked and even saw her naked while she took her bath.

She left home late in the morning and came home early. But she looked tired when she came back home. It didn’t look like a normal job that my mom did at her office. Her boss is using her up beyond her capacity.

Her birthday finally came, and she arranged a small party at our home for her colleagues. Everything went well. She even introduced me to her boss, and I saw them exchanging wicked smiles. The last person to leave our home that day was her boss.

I went upstairs in between and came back down by the end. I found my mom and her boss sitting close enough and in a convincing position. As soon as they heard my step into the hall, he removed his hand from my mom’s thigh over her saree and stood up to leave.

Mom’s boss: Okay, Mrs.Neelima, I will take a leave. Once again, a very happy birthday.

Mom: Oh, thank you so much.Ya, okay. Bye.

He bid me bye and signaled something to my mom with his hand.

Mom: Oh! Sir, let me accompany you to your car. Uh, Abhi, I will send my boss and be back.

I said okay, and they went out walking towards his car. I could see them from the window, and he was asking her to get into his car. My mom looked a little hasty about his decision. But finally got into his car in the front seat beside him.

I saw my mom bend down and him pressing her lower and lower. I was sure that my mom was giving him a blowjob. It was quick, and my mom got up after he came in her mouth.

I saw mom adjusting her hair and saree by looking into the car’s rearview mirror. She got down, and the car left. She looked if anyone’s around and walked straight towards our home. I sat on the sofa and acted casual.

We talked about how the party went. I said, “Nice to see you happy, mom. I guess you are enjoying your work-life well.”

Mom: Yes, Abhi, I am. You can’t even imagine how much I am enjoying my work life.

I don’t know if she told in normally but knowing about my mom’s true shades, I understood what she said in another way. I asked her if I can sleep in her room that night. She agreed to it as I will be leaving the next day.

I wanted to fuck her then. But I was too afraid of the consequences and anything that might come up after that. I controlled myself a lot and just satisfied myself by just looking at her for years.

That night, I enjoyed watching her as she slept like a baby beside me. I said to myself that a day will come where I will have sex with her. It came but much later.

Read the next part to know what happened and what made me fuck my mom and fulfill my long-lasting desire. I hope you liked the story. The next part is the raunchiest and juiciest incest story you will ever read.

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