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Champa Rali is a woman who was cast out of her village for engaging in adultery. Her own parents and her sister refused to take her side. “You deserve this, Iravati.” They were the last words of Jayah, her sister, to Champa before she was forced out of the village.

Back then, her name was Iravati. This happened many decades ago. Moving to the city, Champa had experienced a lot in her life. Champa was hired by a local politician as a maid. She soon realized that her job requirement was more than just cleaning and dusting.

She had to sleep with any politician directed in her way. Fortunately, she liked it; having sex with the top politicians felt empowering. Her life changed even more when she took up the role of being a surrogate. She had birthed children for three politicians in a decade, for those whose wives couldn’t conceive.

By surrogate, I mean the politicians impregnated her one at a time.
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In this chaotic lifestyle of sex and frequent pregnancy, Champa found love in the form of a baby girl. An innocent newborn that was rejected as that politician’s wife became pregnant. Actually, this was just an excuse as the baby born was a girl.

Champa was furious hearing this, but she said nothing. She simply decided to raise the baby girl as her own, which, in a way, she was. Champa was happy and satisfied in her life except for one thing.

“If only I could fix things with my family or even know their whereabouts,” she said while she was being drilled by a muscular guy named Gangal Singh, out in the lawn under the starry night sky.

Gangal Singh worked as security at this politician’s place, and he had become Champa’s fuck buddy. More than sex, Champa just loved to open her heart and talk about absolutely anything. Most of the time, Gangal would not respond. He would be busy pounding her ass.

But Champa liked the fact that he listened quietly. He didn’t demand her attention or gag her mouth by stuffing his dick in to prevent her from talking as other politicians did.

“I wish I could meet my sister once before I die…” said Champa.
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She wished for it, and lucky for her, it happened. Champa’s sister Jayah called her to her village. Champa was more than happy to go there. She didn’t care about the weird reason * why her sister called her. All she cared about was that her sister called. So she went.

(*Please read the first part to know the weird reason)

Coming back to the present, it was afternoon. Champa was recollecting all this while she was just strolling by the village lake. Even on this hot afternoon, the weather there was pleasant. The place was almost entirely covered by a blanket of beautiful yellow flower trees.

Champa enjoyed the fragrance of the flowers coming from the trees. As the heat of the afternoon reduced, Champa started walking back to her sister’s house. At that moment, Champa was wearing her sister’s sari, a pink translucent one with a silver border.

This was a bit uncomfortable for her. Despite the fact that the two sisters were identical, her sister’s blouse was too big for her. When Champa looked in the mirror, she couldn’t help but notice the problem.

“This is loose. It shows a huge cleavage and… and if I bend just enough…” said Champa, mischievously bending until her nipple popped out.

“That’s why we wear a sari,” Jayah said, placing pallu of the sari over her shoulder. This properly covered Champa’s exposed chest. “It’s only the matter of one day, I’ll stitch a new blouse for you tomorrow,” said Jayah, who professionally was a ladies tailor.

The afternoon had passed, and the sun was going down. It was only a matter of one evening. But for a clumsy woman like Champa, one evening is too long. Champa was just walking as she passed the market area.

As usual in the evening time, many salesmen were sitting there. Earlier that day, Jayah requested her sister to get some vegetables for the night. Jayah tried to give her cash, but Champa politely declined.

Walking to one vegetable vendor, she started looking around. His name is Taran. The vendor seemed to get excited, looking at her. He stared at her, saying, “Jayah?!” he was confused. He noticed the resemblance between this new woman Champa and one of his regular customers Jayah.

“No, I’m her sister,” said Champa while smiling. She took it as a compliment. For many years while she was a child, she looked up to her elder sister. She wanted to be like her. Now at least she has become like her, appearance-wise.

Champa was looking around to pick vegetables. The table on which the veggies were kept was too low. It strained her back to bend while picking the right pieces. She didn’t say anything, though. This naughty vegetable vendor had made this arrangement on purpose.

When Champa bent, her pallu slipped, baring her chest. A huge hanging cleavage inside a loose blouse made his jaw drop. He pretended to talk on his phone but instead was filming her chest. “Nipple please… nipple please… nipple please…” he whispered to himself.

Even the thought of catching a glimpse of Champa’s nipple gave Taran a huge hard-on. It was a struggle as quite often, Champa stood back up and fixed her pallu. This was disappointing. Still, the camera continued to record as he kept the phone in his pocket.

As one last hope, when she bent to pay the money, he tugged on her hand, making the pallu fall. Lucky for him, this made her right nipple pop out, and it was hanging on the edge of the blouse. That didn’t last long, though. Only till she was done with the money transaction.

When Champa walked away, the vegetable vendor replayed the recorded clip. He was proud of himself, seeing how good a shot of her chest he managed to capture. “This is pure gold. Finally, I will upload my next video. This one I will call Spying on MILFs 3 – Cleavage show.”

Champa continued on her return journey. She didn’t realize what happened back there. The exposed nipple fixed itself as it went back into the hiding inside this loose blouse. She had put the pallu in place so that her chest showed absolutely no cleavage.

But that didn’t stop one pervert from the locality – one old man named Birju. He saw her approaching from a distance. “A new face,” he said, “This means she must be unaware of my reputation,” he said to his two friends Broju and Johar. “Let’s fix that, shall we?” said Birju.

Birju was a weak-looking old man. A single guy who lived alone in his house. A pervert who was known to hit on women passing by. Despite his shameful behavior, none of the women used to fight back, respecting his old age. This only encouraged him to do it more.

Timing the moment right, he went ahead and bumped into Champa. She immediately dropped her bag and tried to hold this falling old man. But he was clever. He tried to grab on anything but her hands to prevent himself from falling.

The first thing he did was to pull on her pallu, exposing her chest. A surprising treat to his eyes as well as to those pervy wolves of friends he got back there.

“Here… babuji… hold my hand to get up,” said Champa extending her arm. She didn’t care to fix her pallu as she was tactfully distracted by the old man. Birju pretended to be blind, and so instead, he started pulling on her blouse.

“Please stop! Please stop!” she said politely as he continued to pull on her blouse until her breasts had popped out, exposed. Champa’s tits were exposed, yet he continued to pull on her blouse while attempting to get up.

Fortunately/unfortunately, there was no one else to feast on Champa’s bare chest. “That’s enough, asshole!” she cursed, pushing the old man back on the ground. Champa was the first woman to retaliate as Birju fell hard on his ass.

“Fucking old pervert, why don’t you just die already,” she cursed, tucking her boobs inside. None of Birju’s friends had the guts to walk to their friend and save him. Things were escalating as Champa started gathering people.

Although the villagers were very respectful towards Birju, they had a built-up rage towards him. It eventually came out spilling under Champa’s leadership.

Champa was pissed as she insisted on shaming this old man by making him walk naked around the village. She insisted on stripping him that instant, but people weren’t on board with this proposal.

“Who wants to see this fucking old man naked?!” thought all of them, giving out a feeling of disgust.

The argument was resolved when a man named Raja walked in. Dark sinned, semi-bald ugly looking guy. He managed to convince Champa to drop this thought and walk away from this situation with her. Raja took her to his shop.

“Jayah is my student,” said Raja, the number one ladies tailor of the village. “So you say you are her sister. I can see the resemblance.”

They continued to chat as Raja told her how he taught Jayah the art of Blouse stitching. Champa was comfortable, happy, and was enjoying the conversation with Raja.

From time to time, though, Raja kept on peeking at her chest. She noticed that which made her a bit uncomfortable. She wanted to make him stop but didn’t find the right words. Fortunately, Raja took the hint.

​”I apologize for staring at your chest. It’s not what it looks like,” Raja confessed. “As you know, I am a ladies tailor, the best one there is. So just by looking, I can tell that your blouse is not a proper fit,” he said, intensely staring at her chest. Despite the pallu covering her chest, Raja was able to see through.

“I might have blouses that will fit your size. Do you want me to get you one?” asked Raja.

“Yes, please,” said Champa. After the incident that happened earlier, she was more than eager to change her blouse. The next step was critical. Raja stood up as did she, “Um… I will…” he hesitated, “I will have to take your exact measurement,” he said.

Champa was uncomfortable still she agreed to uncover her chest for him to see. Raja gave a good look at her chest. Then while gently pulling on her blouse, he started measuring it. He pulled on the fabric to measure the blouse in such a way that Champa felt no pressure of his touch.

Champa should have pointed out that this is not the right way to take measurements. But she didn’t, as Raja kept her distracted with chit-chat while pulling on the fabric to have a good look at her brown nipples.

After a long one minute of measurements taking, Raja gave a disappointing sigh, “I’m pretty sure Jaya made this blouse. It’s poorly made,” he said in a serious tone, “She is still learning,” he added, “I might have to go in to take the actual measurement.”

Champa was confused at first. Until he clarified what he meant by that. ‘Go in,’ meaning he wanted to feel her breasts to get the accurate value. He raised his hands as if ready to go in. Champa, as a reflex action, moved back, covering her chest. “Please don’t!” she said.

Raja assured her, “Don’t worry, it’s nothing I haven’t seen or done before. I am a professional.” It was a big fat lie. But that trick seemed to work. Champa dropped her defenses and let him in. The blouse was so loose that his hands went inside with ease.

He was feeling her breasts, enjoying them. Even after two minutes, he was not done measuring. That is if he was measuring in the first place. At one point, he was tempted, and so he gently pinched one of her nipples. That’s when Champa pulled his hands out, saying, “That’s enough.”

“Oh yes, I have got it,” he said as he rushed inside a room. For five minutes, he didn’t return. Champa was curious, and so she followed him to the room. Pushing the door slightly open, she saw him stroking his dick while sniffing his other hand.

“So cute,” was Champa’s first response as she closed the door again. Champa knew exactly what Raja was doing. She didn’t mind having sex with him so long as it happened behind closed doors. Sadly, Raja was too busy pleasuring himself.

She walked out of his house with a bag of vegetables. The outside was dark by then. That was good as at least now, she won’t be the target of those pervert villagers who saw her breasts exposed earlier.

Champa reached her sister’s home safely. She went in and kept the bag in the kitchen. She saw her daughter happily playing with her cousin brother Jegan in the backyard. The same cousin she had sex with last night. Her sister was nowhere to be seen in the house, so she walked out again.

Neighboring her sister’s house was Ligan ghar, the house where Champa spent her first night in the village. Based on what she learned, three people live in the house, an old man Johar Ligan who owns the house, his son, and daughter-in-law.

His son is mostly out of the house for work. So it is just two of them living there. The woman of the house explained it to her, saying, “That’s why I am very happy when we have guests in the house. It feels less empty and less scary.”

​”Maybe I should go thank them for opening their house for me.” she wondered. She walked to their house straight inside. There was nobody. She walked to the backdoor just to find something shocking. There is a squarish place with a tap where clothes are washed.

But at that moment, the tap was on, and the things that were getting washed were not clothes but two warm bodies. The hunky old man was fucking his horny daughter-in-lawunder the running tap.

“I knew it. I guessed it right the first time I met them that they must have been fucking each other,” Said Champa to herself.

She was happy that one of her dirty fantasies had come to life. She was enjoying the view from hiding until they were done and ready to get inside the house. Champa rushed out of the house. She was relieved the moment she was out of the gate as she gasped.

There was no one for Champa to talk to except for one person. The old man Birju who mistreated her earlier that evening. The moment he saw Champa, he looked away. Seeing his response, Champa was more driven to walk to him. She noticed his torn clothes result of people beating him and so she apologized.

“Sorry for what happened back there,” Champa said.

“No, I’m sorry for making a move at you,” replied Birju.

“Really…” commented she, “If you really feel sorry, then why do you do these things?”

The old man paused, he thought for a while. Champa was going to change the topic, but then he interrupted her, giving the answer to her question.

“You saw what was happening inside that house?” he asked, pointing at the Ligan ghar. Champa didn’t reply, but her expressions gave the answer.

“You see, that old man in there is my friend. Every time I meet him, he shows me pictures of how he creatively fucked his bahu (daughter-in-law). It’s really frustrating for me as I never had the good fortune of having a wife or a bahu, for that matter. A lonely orphan since birth to death…” he said in a crying tone.

There were tears in his eyes. These droplets melted all the residual anger Champa had towards him. He continued,

“… I know it is wrong. But what other options do I have? Teasing passer-by women is the only way I get some sort of physical contact. It’s my only reason to live.”

Champa felt sad for him, as his emotions felt genuine. She walked him to his house, which was like some abandoned house.

“How do you even live in such a place?”

Birju had nothing to say. He went and sat in a rocking chair, the only place that didn’t seem to be covered in layers of dust. She saw a sadness in those old weary eyes. She felt pity for him. On top of that, she recollected a line some politician told her during one of their meetings.

“Old age is like a second childhood. If I don’t take care of my parents, then who will.” This line hit her hard. She decided to do something about this old man’s situation.

She took off her pallu and tied it around her waist. Then with a strong will, she started cleaning this house in ruins. While she did all the cleaning and dusting and mopping the floor, old Birju just sat there and watched her. More accurately, he watched her breasts move.

He was getting an erection and felt like masturbating as he slowly caressed his pole in pants. But he didn’t do it as he felt it was inappropriate to the woman who was doing a noble deed of cleaning her house. It took her an hour or so to get the house decently cleaned as much as she could.

She then walked to him, saying. “Now that the house is clean let’s get the man of the house cleaned too.” She pulled him up and walked to the bathroom she just cleaned. She helped him take off his clothes. He insisted on keeping the underwear on, and she agreed.

Birju was completely useless as he let her pour water on him, lather soap on him, and then wash him clean. Meanwhile, he simply sat there watching.

“Your sari is getting wet,” he pointed out.

She looked down to see that the sari was absorbing all the water on the floor. In response, she pulled up her sari and tied it around her waist, baring her fair, fat thighs. This excited Birju even more.

“Now there’s only one part that remains to be cleaned,” said Champa looking at his underwear.

She noticed the erection but was not bothered by it. He resisted, and yet she pulled down his underwear to expose his erection. For a wrinkly old man, his dick was surprisingly straight and hard. Champa gently laid her hand on his seven-inch pole and slowly started stroking.

“It’s been so long since someone has touched me like that,” said Birju. She smiled as she continued to stroke his dick. It didn’t take her that long to make him ejaculate. Birju was hoping to get some pussy action, but she put brakes on his intentions.

“Not so fast, old man.” She said with a naughty smile. She carried him to the bedroom and got him dressed.

After that, they sat down to chat for an hour or two. Birju shared his life experience and how it led him to live a lonely life in this old age. When it was time for her to leave, she kissed his forehead, saying, “So long as I am here, you don’t have to feel jealous of your friend.”

Then fixing herself to look decent, she walked away from the old man’s house.

To be ‘cuntinude.’

Please do tell me what you think about the story via email at [email protected]. You can also read my other story here.

Also, I apologize if this story wasn’t up to the usual standards. I had written it a long time ago, but posting it just now. Thank you for reading it.

After downing my son’s reservoir of cum in the sex between mom, dad, and son, I firmly closed my mouth. I gulped hard to give the same treatment to possible minuscule cum residuals concealed in the inner corners of my mouth. I flashed a gratified smile to both, as my son watched ecstatic lovemaking between mom and dad.

The expression of disbelief mixed with awe, admiration, and raw lust on the faces of both pleased me to a large extent. Suvendu commented, “Soni, that was incredible.”

Joy agreed, “Mom, you must be the first woman in history to gulp cum that way. I feel privileged that my cum got that superlative treatment.”

“How was his cum, Soni?”

“Hubby, dear, both father and son are delicious and thick in texture. Joy, due to his young age, is warmer. Taste – hmm, while you taste like a paste of cashew and almonds, Joy was like a blend of pineapple and orange,” and added, smacking my lips, “Both yummy.”

I gestured at Joy to sit and relax and went to the bathroom to cleanse my mouth with Listerine. On my return, I found Suvendu reclined over the bed’s headrest with his pole pulsating in anticipation. “Seems your dad needs my urgent attention, son. He told me you wanted to watch us in action, so here we are.”

Suvendu quipped, “You’re welcome to join us the moment you feel like.” This got me wetter. I knew Joy would be rock hard in ten minutes. My slut avatar was yearning for two cocks. It’s not every day that a woman experiences two men simultaneously.

“Dad, I will when the moment is opportune, now I want a demo on how I was conceived.”

Both of us made efforts to recollect, and Suvendu spoke, “I can’t remember the specific day or the exact fuck which begot you, but the month before your mom got pregnant was a rather torrid one. We were fucking whenever we could.”

I remembered and added, “It was definitely the 15-day vacation to Kashmir, and the unbridled sex we had at Pahalgam hotel, might be the closest.”

“Wow,” Joy smiled, “I was made in Kashmir then.”

“Let’s hope you enjoy the replay,” I quipped in a naughty tone.

“Son, you just experienced your mother’s mouth. Now watch her ride at which she is traditionally exceptional,” Suvendu turned to me and asked, “Would you like to ride my cock?”

“Why not? Both of your cocks have made me quite wet.”

I climbed on the bed, and walking on my knees, attempted the cowgirl position to which hubby raised a mild objection. “Soni, it would be better to go reverse, Joy will get a better view.”

I agreed at the logic and turned to face my son, whose eyes were wide in anticipation. It’s not everyday one gets to watch his mother fuck his dad. I perched my feet firmly beside his waist. I positioned my wide-open thighs to place the cunt mouth just half an inch above his eager pole.

I pivoted my palms on the strong and lean thighs achieving a cock hungry sleazy pose that pleased Joy immensely. “Wow, mom, you’re so flexible, even more than some of the porn stars who are riding specialists.”

I lowered my waist in a deliberate, teasing manner to accommodate my Hubby’s dick head in my pulsating pussy. I immersed myself in the incomparable warmth of a man’s meathead radiating within.

Suvendu gasped at the sizzling warmth of my slippery cunt. “Oh, Soni, I have never felt you so watery and tight before.”

“Your cock, too, has never felt so hotter and harder.” Returning the compliment in one intense downward stroke, I engulfed his entire dick in my cock-starved cunt. I ground my quivering clit in his stylishly trimmed pubic hair and let out a shameless moan of satisfaction.

Joy almost shrieked out in excitement, “Damn, mom, the sexy expression on your face the moment dad’s cock disappeared in your pussy is priceless. You seem to love dad’s cock a lot.”

Did I catch a faint trace of jealousy in his voice?

“Is there any harm in loving a cock, son?” I retorted in a humorous tone, “What else is there for a woman to like better than a solid cock? Now let mom show you her love for cock by riding it well.”

I could hardly believe the level of confidence my voice exuded. I had been a natural cock rider. The endless intense sessions with my son had transformed me into the best rider in the country, if not the continent.

I started moving my pelvic area up and down in a leisurely fashion. I was letting my Hubby’s swollen tool to soak in the warmth of every minuscule part of my cunt, lathering his entire shaft with my pussy cream in the process.

Joy’s eyes bulged out at the scene as his fantasy was being fulfilled. He was getting to see me in action with another man for the first time. Being watched by another man with a cock in my cunt, felt indescribably kinky to me.

Within a minute, I attained enviable speed and started screaming like a shameless wench. Suvendu added his vocal excitement. The combination of our shrieks of lust got further accentuated by the sounds of his cock entering my pussy and the incessant slapping sounds of my pussy slamming on his groin.

Joy could not suppress his amazement, “Mom, you ride like a champion, dad, it must feel really good.”

“Yes, son, yes, your mom has got a premium pussy. It’s as good as a passport to heaven.”

I noted Joy getting aroused and could not help commenting between my uncontrollable slutty shrieks, “See, our son is getting excited to see me ride you. Damn, you have never felt so thick and hard before.”

Suvendu took a note of Joy’s rising pole. Between his groans of ecstasy, he spoke, “It would be an embarrassment if he did not rise to the occasion of his parents fucking. Why don’t you make him harder while you ride? The way your cunt is trembling, I think you are going to cum real hard and soon. Why don’t you cum with a cock in your mouth?”

My cunt got a massive jolt at the thought of two man-sausages inside my body, one in my cunt and the other in my mouth. “Come on, son, let’s honor your dad.” I beckoned Joy to join us. He complied by climbing on the bed and directing his rising erection towards my mouth.

I gobbled it without an iota of hesitation, like the cock addicted slut I had become. The combined effect of a young cock all over my tongue and another stiff dick furrowing my pussy started the buildup of a massive orgasm within me.

Joy’s appreciative words hastened the process. “Mom, you suck much better than any bloody porn star. I want to feel your throat again.” He shoved his cock deep till my throat, and it started to swell. My cunt shivered in the most exquisite manner possible.

My orgasm was near. My riding pace reached a crescendo as my son’s cock stiffened further and started to probe the back throat muscles. I lost control and rode madly. My cunt was going berserk, and loud moans erupted from my throat. The vibrations of which further stiffened my son’s cock.

Suvendu’s enlarged cock felt too good. Then one of the largest orgasms of my life exploded within me and spewed gushes of cunt juice, drenching my Hubby’s cock and groin with a deluge of cunt cream.

All my ecstatic moans were being suppressed and absorbed by my son’s ever hardening cock the bulbous head. It had firmly embedded in my throat. It ran a reverse current of ecstasy from my throat to my underbelly, taking my orgasm to an unbelievable level.

It was sending torrents of explosions throughout my body. It all spiraled together to rush to my cunt and begin another emission of pussy juice.

To be continued.

Hi friends, this is Rahul. When I was 22 years old, I had sex with my mami (mom’s brother’s wife). She was very short in height, fair, and had a slim figure.

One day, I and mom visited our Nani ghar to stay for our vacation. That day passed nicely. The next morning I woke up and went to the bathroom for brushing my teeth. I saw the door was open but someone was inside. And as I entered, I could hear the water sounds.

There was a washbasin inside the bathroom. I went it and saw mami washing clothes, sitting on the ground.

She was wearing a salwar suit but there was no dupatta. Her blouses had deep neck. As I was standing at the door, she was bending towards the door and I got a view of my mami’s cleavage and bulky boobs.

She saw me and asked, “You woke up? Do you want to brush?”

I said, “Yes, mami.”

She said, “Come inside, your brush in near the washbasin.”

I said, “I will brush later.”

She said, “How much time will you wait? Lunch is ready, and it will take time for me to wash all the clothes.”

I said, “Ok.”

I went inside, took my brush and paste, and started brushing. While brushing, I looked at her. Her boobs were popping out because she was sitting and I can see her full cleavage area.

It was at that moment that my feelings for her changed. I could see her red bra inside. When our eyes met, she saw me looking at her boobs. I started looking at the water basin and began cleaning my teeth and went outside the bathroom.

Then she said from the back, “Breakfast is ready, have breakfast.”

I said, “Ok, later.”

She said, “Not later, now.”

Then my mami took me to the kitchen and laid out the breakfast for me. I was standing near her and watched that her lower body was completely wet due to washing clothes. I got to view her legs from her white leggings, as it had become wet.

After that day, my feelings for her changed. I used to watch her in lusty ways. I started watching her photos on Facebook. There was only one TV in Nani Ghar, which was in mama’s room. I use to watch it there.

One afternoon, I was watching a movie on the TV in mama’s room and mama was in his office. It was 4 pm. Everybody had their lunch and was taking a rest in the other room.

I was watching TV in her room. Suddenly mami comes to the room after washing kitchen utensils. She was wearing the same salwar suit with a deep neck, dupatta, and leggings.

I was going to the other room. She said, “Where are you going to watch the movie?

I said, “No you take rest. You might want to sleep now.”

She said, “No, you watch the movie, today I will watch the movie with you.”

Mami then closed the door lightly saying, “Sunlight is coming and making the room warm.”

She then came on the bed. I just moved aside and sat at the corner of the bed.

My mami took a pillow and lay on the bed watching TV. She was asking me about my studies and future plans. As she had an idea about education, she was also giving me suggestions.

She asked me, “Do you have a girlfriend?”

I said, “No, I don’t have any girlfriend.”

She said, “Who are those updated pictures of girls with you in Facebook?”

I said, “Classmates.”

She smiled and said, “Just classmates?”

I said, “Ya.”

After some usual conversation, she said it was a hot summer day today, and she removed her dupatta and kept it on the side. As she was wearing a deep neck blouse, I could see her cleavage and bra strips from the side. This sight made a bulge in my pants.

My mami saw the bulge and saw me looking at her cleavage and bra.

She said, “What are you looking at?”

I said, “Nothing.”

Mami turned me around and smiled. Then she said, “I know you are a naughty boy.” When she turned around, her boobs were popping out. I could get a clear view of her one boob.

She said again, “This is for my baby.”

I said, “Who? Mama?”

She tapped me and said, “No. For my future baby.”

I said, “When do you will plan to have your future baby?”

She said, “Currently as I am young.”

I said, “Ok.”

She said, “Why this cool reaction? Don’t you find me young?”

I said, “You are young, beautiful, and have an amazing body.”

She said, “Amazing body huh..”

I said, “Yes.”

She said, “Can you please elaborate?”

I said, “No.”

She said, “I won’t tell anyone. You can tell me.”

I said, “You have hot and sexy, big boobs and a slim body and hot and fair, sexy legs.”

She smiled.

We continued watching the movie. After 5 minutes, I gained courage and touched her neck. She ignored my action. Then I touched her shoulder and then moved my hand inside her suit and touched her bra.

I saw that she was watching the movie and ignoring my actions. Then I moved my hand inside her bra and began touching her nipples and started pressing her boobs.

Mami then touched the bulge in my pants and started rubbing it. I opened my pant a bit and made my dick free and she was touching my dick. She moved my foreskin up and down. She then got up from the bed, closed the door, and stood there. I too got down from the bed and hugged her from behind.

Her height was very less compared to mine. Her head ended up at my chest. It was difficult to hug her and touch her boobs from behind. I opened the chain in the back of her salwar suit and I could see bra straps.

I opened my mami’s bra clip. I slid down her suit from both her shoulders. Then I turned her around she was in front of me. I bent down and pushed her bra down. I kissed her nipples and pressed her boobs.

My mami pressed my head towards her boobs, then I started sucking her boobs. I tried to open her leggings but she stopped me and said, “It’s getting late now. Everybody will wakeup now.”

My mom’s brother’s wife wore her clothes and said, “Don’t be sad. We will continue tomorrow.”

The next day again in the afternoon I was watching TV and waiting for her. Mami came inside her room after finishing her kitchen work. She closed the door. She was wearing a sleeveless, backless, long Anarkali suit, and dupatta that day.

I got down from the bed and touched her back and opened the knot at the back. She was wearing a transparent bra. I opened the bra hook from the back. I slid down the suit from both her shoulders, and it went straight down. She opened her bra. She was now just in her panty.

It was amazing to see her. Her fair body was glowing in the darkness.

Mami sat on the chair and opened my pants and started sucking my dick. I made her sit on the edge of the bed, opened her panty, and started sucking her fair shaved pussy.

She told me to take out a condom, which was under the mattress. I put on the condom and she lay on the edge of the bed and stretched her legs. She kept her legs on my shoulder and I was standing on the floor touching the edge of the bed.

I tried to insert my dick in her pussy. She helped me by putting it inside her pussy hole. Then I fucked her wearing the condom. She was moaning loudly. After 20 minutes, I finally ejaculated in the condom. She told me, “Let’s get dressed now.”

After that I use to have hot sex with my mami whenever I get the chance at the Nani Ghar, which is normally in the afternoon.

Hi friends, en peyar aravind vayathu 26 aagugirathu. Enaku innum thirumanam aaga villai, eppozhuthu aaga pogirathu endrum theriyaathu.

Naan mama udan veetil thangi irunthen, en mama thaan enaku anaithume. Avar thaan ennai paarthukolugiraar, naan office sendru velai mudithu vitu veetirku varuven. Enaku vaarathirku irandu naatkal vidumurai, irandu naatkalum naan veetile thaan nerathai kazhipen. En pakathu veetil irunthavargal veedu gali seithu vidu sendru vitargal.

Oru maatham varai angu veru yarum vara villai, oru naal sani kizhamai kalaiyil 10 maniku calling bel adithathu. Naan kalaiyil ezhunthu sapitu mudithu vitu kulithu vitu freshaaga veetil irunthen, calling bell adithathum sendru kathavai thiranthen. Oru sexiyaaga mallu aunty nindru kondu irunthaargal, naan avargal arugil sendru solungal ena vendum endru keten?

Aunty enaku thithipaaga konjam ethavathu thara mudiya endru ketargal? Naan enaku puriya vilai aunty endren. Aval ingu engu kadai irukirathu endru theriya villai naagnal pakathu veetil puthithaaga vanthu irukirom konjam sakarai thara mudiyuma endru sirithu konde ketal? Naan udane itho irungal naan varugiren endru soli ulle sendru sakarai eduthu vanthu koduthen.

Thanks soli vitu mallu angu irunthu kilambinaal, aval motaimaadiku vanthaal appozhuthu naan ozhinthu irunthu malluvai paarthen. Mallu periya mulai vaithu irunthaal, aval pudavai lesaga nagarnthu avalin mulai segapu vanna nira jakitil therinthu kondu irunthathu. Athai ozhinthu irunthu paarthen, udane aunty naan paarpathai paarthu vital.

Naan udane veetirkul sendru viten, malluvai paarkum pozhuthu aasaiyaaga irunthathu avalai ooka  vendum endru. Adutha naal kalaiyil meendum calling bel adithathu, nala velaiyaaga mama iru muraiyum veetil ilai naan matum thaan veetil irunthen. Naan kathavai thiranthen, sirithum ethir paarkatha nilaiyil mallu ennai paarthu vazhinthu sirithu kondu irunthaal.

Aval siripil mayangatha aangale iruka mudiyaathu avalavu azhagaga vazhinthu konde sirithaal. Naan ena aunty endru keten? Aval naan kodutha sakarai dabavai mendum koduthaal. Naan athai vaangi sirithen, aunty enai paarthu meendum neengal enaku oru uthavi seiya vendum endral? Sirithu konde ena aunty endru keten?

Aunty en veetil sink tap leak aagugirathu athai konjam vanthu repair pandrathuku aal yaravathu irunthaal solu pa endral. Itharku ellam en aunty aal thevai naan vanthu paarkiren endru solinen, sari pa rumba thanks endral. Itharku ellam etharku thanks ethir veetu aatkal thaan uthavi seiya vendum endru soli repair seiyum tools eduthu kondu sendren.

Aunty muthugu azhagaga therinthathu, janel vaitha jakit aninthu irunthaal maa niramaaga vazhu vazhuvendu irunthathu. Athai paarkum pozhuthe sema moodaga irunthathu, aunty veetil naan selum pozhuthu yaarume illai, aunty thanimaiyil irunthaal aval kanavan veliyil sendru irunthaan.

Aunty naan coffee poduguren nee athu varaikum tap rapair seithukondu iru endru solinaal.

Haan sari aunty endru soli naan tap repair seithen, aunty soodaga coffe potu eduthu vanthaal. Iruvarum ondraaga nindru pesikonde coffee sapidum pozhuthu aunty kanavan vanthu vitan.

Avan kovamaaga yar nee endru ketar? Udane aunty ivan nam pakathu veettu paiyan endru soli arimugam seithu vaithaal. Pinbu sari aunty naan kilambugiren endru soli vitu angu irunthu kilambinen.

Veetirku vantha udan thaan tools maranthu vaithu viten enbathu niyabagam vanthathu athanaal naan medum mallu veeitirku sendren. Veedu thiranthu thaan irunthathu athanaal naan calling bell adikamal neraga veetin ulle sendru viten. Appozhuthu aunty padukai araiyil kathavai thiranthu vaithu vitu aval kanavan meethu eeri amarnthu irunthaal.

Aunty aval kanavan sunniyai aval pundaikul vitu guthithu oothu kondu irunthaal, athai ozhinthu irunthu paarthen. Aunty guthithu sexiyaaga haaaaaaa haaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa endru munari oothu kondu irunthaal. Aanal aval kanavanaal auntyai athiga neram thirupthi padutha mudiya villai, avanuku kanju seikiramaaga vanthu vitathu.

Avan udane oopathai niruthi vitan, aunty mugam vaadi ponathu naan udane en veetirku vanthu viten. Aunty kama aasaiyai aval kanavanaal theerka mudiya villai enbathu matum enaku therinthathu. Andru iravu mallu niyabagamagave uranginen, aduthanaal naan vegavegamaaga velaiku kilambikondu irunthen.

Appozhuthu meendum calling bell adithathu, naan sirithum ethir paarkave ilai athu mallu endru. Kathavai thiranthathum vellai nira pudavaiyil mallu nindru kondu irunthaal, mama enaku munbu velaiku kilambi sendru vitar. Kathavai thiranthu solunga aunty endren, aunty enaku inum oru uthavi seithu thara vendume endru ketal?

Naan velaiku kilambuvatha ilai aunty veetirku selvatha endru sinthithen aanal en manam mallu veetirku sel endrathu.

Naan solungal aunty ena uthavi vendum endru keten? Engal bathroomil shower leak aagugirathu nee konjam vanthu athu ena endru paarthal nandraaga irukum endral. Naan sari neengal mun selungal naan tools eduthu pin varugiren endru solinen.

Veetil aniyum aadaiyai aninthu kondu mallu veetirku sendren, mallu bathroomil irunthaal. Naan sendrathum aval ithu thaan pa endraal, appozhuthu aval tap thirakum pozhuthu shower on aagi aval mulai meethu neer adithathu. Mallu mulai muzhuvathum nanainthu iru mulaiyaum sexiyaaga therinthathu, naanum appozhuthu nanainthen.

Mallu mulaiyai paarthu enal moodai thangave mudiya villai, mallu en kaiyai pidithaal naan udane aval meethu paainthu viten. Iruvarum nanaithu konde ithazhil kiss seithu lip lock seiya aarambithom. Mallu mulai en meethu patu azhunthiyathu, iruvarum sexiyaaga ithazhai sappi kondom. Pinbu mallu ennai kaiyai pidithu padukai araiku azhaithu sendraal.

Naan neraga padukai araiku sendru mallu pudavaiyai kayatinen, mallu periya mulaiyai jakitil kanbithu padukaiyil paduthal. Jakit matrum pavadai matum thaan aninthu irunthaal, avalin jakit kokiyai ondru ondraaga kayatinen. Iru periya mulai bravil veliyil vanthathu, aunty mulai naan ethir paarthathai vida perithaaga irunthathu.

Aval bravaiyum kayatinen, haaaaaaaaaaaaa athu kankola katchiyaaga irunthathu. Aunty mulai kaambugal kuuraga karupaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, athil kai vaithu pidithu kaambai vaaiyil vaithu suvaika aarambithen. Aunty mulai avalavu sexiyaaga irunthathu, naan ippadi oru mulaiyai paarthathe kidaiyaathu avalavu sexiyaaga irunthathu.

Mulaiyai sappi vitu pavadaiyai kayatinen, aunty karupu nira penty aninthu irunthaal athaiyum kayatinen. Aunty pundaiyai sheve seithu suthamaaga vaithu irunthaal, aunty pundai perithaaga kozhuthu irunthathu aval kuthiyil kai vaithu thadavinen. Pinbu aunty enathu aadaiyai kayata aarambithaal, naan vegamaga en aadaiyai kayati en asuranai veliyil eduthen.

Sunni perithaaga 7’ viraithu karupaaga irunthathu, aunty en sunniyai paarthathum sirithu vazhinthukonde sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa mallu sunniyai nandraaga oomba therinthu irunthaal, aval sunniyai vaaikul vitu vitu eduthu oombi vital.

Vaaiyil sunniyai vidave inbamaaga irunthathu, sirithu neram vaaiyil sunniyai vitu aati vitu aval pundaiyil oopatharku munathaaga sirithu neram naka aarambithen.

Mallu sugathil enidam mayangi poi vital, nandraaga pundaiyai naki suvaithu vitu en sunniyai vitu ooka aarambithen. Iruvarum kati pidithu kondu vegamaaga sex seiya aarambithom, aval pundaiyil vegamaaga thaan ooka thondriyathu. Sunniyai pundaikul vitu adithu oothen, pinbu auntyai doggy nilaiyil vaithu oothen.

Mallu soothu irandum thala thalavendru aadiyathu, miga sexiyaaga iru soothai pidithu thadavikonde malluvai ooka aarambithen. Mallu haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa hmmmmm haaaaaaa endru munarinaal, arai mani neramaaga oothathil malluku moodu eri pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu. Vinthu vantha pundaiyil sexiyaaga oothu sunni kanjai adi pundaiyil irakinen.

Pinbu naan mallu veetai vitu vanthu viten, ini aval kanavan ilatha pozhuthu ellam mallu kuthiyil kuthu thaan.

Hello all, thanks for your emails and kind words. I was happy with the response. Without wasting any time, I will continue the story.

Madhan’s dick was recorded in my mind and damaged my mind. I was thinking about what he has done under the skirt? Did Madhan kiss her pussy? Or did he suck her pussy? Or did he bite her cunt? My mind and heart were thinking about it. It was not going out of my mind.

And at the same time, I was angry at myself because I never enjoyed my life like this. I was underrated and missed this type of fun. I was not aware that couples would fuck in theaters. But slowly, I started imaging myself as Shreya and Madhan were inside my skirt.

My fingers were on pussy. I covered myself with a bedsheet and thinking Madhan was kissing on my cunt. I increased the speed of the finger and thinking about Madhan.

I thought that me and Madhan at the corner of the seat. He was on his knees and kissing my pussy. I felt awesome with that feeling and fingered it fast.

After a few minutes, I realized my finger and cunt was wet. Then I went to the washroom and saw my nightgown was moist. I removed my nightgown and fingered with my two fingers for ten minutes.

But still, I was not happy with my finger. I desperately need a dick in my hole for my satisfaction. I changed my nightgown with another gown. I was moving from one side to another side on my bed. But it was hard to control my feelings, and my pussy was leaking.

Hardly I slept for two hours that night. The next day, I wore a saree to the office. In the washroom, I deliberately pushed my saree just below the waist to seduce Madhan.

When I was about to leave the washroom, Shreya came inside and started comb of her hair. I noticed love bites around her neck.

Me: Shreya! How was the movie?

Shreya: Vasu Ji! You have to tell it. I was doing something else (winked her eye)

Me: What did you do after the movie?

Shreya: Madhan, takes me to his flat. I was with him last night.

Me: Wow, romantic! But I was angry with her.

Shreya: You know, Vasu! I left my panty in the theatre only. Madhan cum on my panty. Later we both were horny.

Me: Oh, really! That nice (but I was angry inside and wanted to push her head inside the commode)

Shreya: Vasu Ji! Do you see any love bites on my neck?

Me: Yes! There are many. Did you make him wild last night?

Shreya: I don’t know. He was aggressive and left his marks on my body.

Me: Can I see it?

Shreya: Yes! She removed her top and saw love bites on her boobs and back.

It’s been a long time for me to saw love bites, but it raised my temperature again. My body got heated after seeing her love bites. Shreya has teased me with her lovebites. She wore her top and covered her neck with a dupatta, and we both left for the workplaces.

Madhan was working, but his eyes were red, and he was looking sleepy like Shreya. We three went to the pantry for coffee, and they both started kissing in front of me. After a few minutes, they started a conversation.

M: Bitch! Still, I am not satisfied with you. Stay with me for tonight.

S: Madhan! Hardly I slept, and my cunt is paining.

M: You merit of treated rough. Stay with me, my bitch! I will treat you hard.

Shreya was shy, and she sat beside me and said, “Vasu Ji, am I hot and sexy to deserve rough in bed?”

Me: Yes, you are hot, but inside my mind. I was shouting like, “You are a mother of bitches! I don’t understand why your bitch mother didn’t teach dignity?”

Madhan was requesting Shreya. She is teasing seductively to him, and that exchanged bad words between them. My pussy has started leaking again, and these guys have taken me for granted to have sex chat in front of me. I left the place as I was horny.

After some time, they both came to the workplace. My manager called everyone for a team meeting and announced that “Madhan is leaving for Chicago for three months for project work.”

That was good news for me. He will be away from my sight for the next three months. I thought I could divert my mind against him. Shreya was happy, but she was in a different mood and not comfortable in a team meeting. She wore a top and skirt. She wrapped a dupatta over her neck and looked like a western girl.

Me: Shreya! Are you ok? It seems that you are not comfortable meeting.

Shreya: Yes, Ji! I was not comfortable. I want to sit, but no chairs were there in the conference room.

Me: What happened?

Shreya: She was twinkling. Feel shy.

Me: Girl! Today is not your first night. Why are you so twinkling?

Shreya: Madhan has pulled out my panty and kept it in his back pocket of his trousers.

Me: When? When did he remove it? Where he removed?

Shreya: At the pantry! He looked around, and no one is there. Then he pushed me to the wall and put his two hands underneath my skirt, and he pulled it like a flash.

Me: What are you doing then? Why didn’t you stop him?

Shreya: Don’t know, Vasu Ji! It happened like a flash, and I am pantyless now.
But I was horny and wet. Madhan is romantic, and I missed that romance in my life. I want that sparkle in my life.

I thought that Madhan should drag out my panty. I want to stay without a panty in the office for Madhan. I was angry inside on Shreya but can’t do much. After lunch, Shreya and I went to the pantry and were having a chit-chat.

Shreya’s position was not good without panty. She was horny and room temperature making her pussy worst. Madhan came to the pantry and winked her eye. He was in a joyful mood and spanked Shreya’s ass.

Shreya: Madhan! Please give it back.

Madhan picked her panty from the pocket. And he smelled her panty hard and kissed her panty.

Shreya: Darling! Please, my condition was bad. It’s wet there.

Madhan: Shreya! The fragrance of your panty makes my dick hard! (with a winked eye)

That was the sexy gesture by Madhan, and my pussy was wet and leaked. I can understand Shreya’s pussy position. Her thighs must be wet! I pulled her panty and handed them over to her. We both went to the washroom, and she wore panty, but she was very wet.

On that night again, I was sleepless and fingered my pussy 3 times. I was thinking about him and cursing Shreya. After a few days, he got the visa and on the following Saturday was Shreya’s birthday. Madhan has to leave for the USA after that weekend. He was planning to go to his hometown also.

They both were discussing the birthday plans, and in between, I got involved in their plans. It was then decided that Shreya, Madhan, and I will go for dinner. Then we will back to Madhan’s flat for the cake cutting, hot girls at a house party.

I want to influence Shreya not to have sex with Madhan, but that bitch wants his dick on her birthday night. I was thinking of many ways to stop her from sex.

On Friday, I came to the office and searching for Shreya. Madhan told me that Shreya was on leave. She needs to go to the beauty parlor.

In the late evening, I got ready and wore a nice saree, and informed my kids that I would be late for the night. I picked Madhan on the way, and we both reached Shreya’s hostel. We waited for 20 minutes for her, and she came out with one piece of dress.

My jaws were opened, and I was surprised by her dress. That bitch wore one piece just below the knee. Her dress fitting was right, and it’s nicely showing up her assets. She was looking hot and tempting. I was like, “Bitch! You need Madhan’s dick tonight.”

She boarded in the car, and Madhan was starting to kiss her in the car. They both started Sex chat in the car. We reached the hotel. They both ordered wine, but I had only meals.

Then at around 10:30 pm, we left the hotel, and Shreya was a little high. They both were kissing in the car, and we reached Madhan’s flat. Still, one hour was left to cut the cake. Madhan was offered his hard disk and laptop for me to watch movies.

I put on a headset and searching for a movie. But I was slowing them. Shreya was heating him with kisses and hugs. I sat on the chair and put his laptop on the table in the living room. Shreya was pulling Madhan and kissing him.

They are not afraid of my presence. They both were kissing in front of me. They both were having French kisses. After a few minutes, Madhan pushed her to the wall and removed her panty.

He smelled her panty hard, and Shreya holds her collar and taken him to the bedroom. I heard the noise of a closed door. Her panty was on the floor, and it was wet. I was hearing that bitch chuckles like, “Fuck me, Madhan.” I was very serious at that time and wanted to see live sex.

Slowly I reached the bedroom, and the door was not completely closed. But they can easily spot me while having sex. But I wanted to see how they both are fucking. My pussy was leaking, and my heart was beating like a drum. I was out of control to watch their sex.

I was very desperate and horny. I looked around, and sadly I sat on the chair holding my handbag tightly. Then, I picked a mirror from my bag and adjusted my chair to watch their reflection in the mirror. And this was a safe thing to watch them as I can’t go inside the room.

They both were kissing like there was no tomorrow for them. Madhan’s hand was on her waist, and her other hand was on her asscheek. Tongues were twisting, and saliva was exchanging. I love their energy, and I never experience a kiss like that.

Shreya started to remove his shirt, and Madhan has removed it and threw it away. Shreya licked and left a love bite on Madhan’s chest and removed his belly button. She pushed her hand inside the belly button and took his dick out.
I was lost to see his dick again! It’s hard and thick.

The thickness of the dick makes my pussy wet, and saliva was falling from my mouth. I undress my saree at the waist part and rubbing my pussy with low moans. Shreya sat on the bed and started sucking his dick. She was sucking like bitch.

Madhan holds her hair and pushed his dick inside her mouth. Not even half of his dick went inside her mouth. He was pushing his hard to deep inside her mouth. I was hearing that bitch’s moans. That noise makes me feral and puts my two fingers in my pussy.

But still, I managed to hold a mirror and to watch them. She was giving an awesome blow to him, and in the meanwhile, he unhooks her dress. Shreya removed his dick and spat saliva on Dick, and started to blow again. I was cursing her, “Bitch! Stop doing that! You fucking bitch!”

Madhan was cleaned trimmed. I saw my hubby with a clean shave at the dick area. I was tempted to see his clean-shaved dick. Soon Madhan has cum in her mouth, and she was in cum. Then Madhan removed his lower and took off her dress too.

Shreya was looking sexy in nude, and she was fully shaved. She has awesome boobs with good ass cheeks. Madhan’s blood was boiled after seeing her nude. He pushed her on the bed, and they both disappeared from the mirror’s reflection as my mirror is small.

But I started to hear her louder moans. I changed my seating position, and luckily I spotted them in the mirror. Madhan was sucking her pussy at a great pace. Shreya was pulling the bed sheet and pushing his head deep into pussy. Her moans were heavy, and her legs were in the air.

Madhan holds her waist hard and fickles her nipple and sucking her pussy at the same time. She was enjoying it. I had an orgasm, and pussy was badly wet. The mirror was fallen from my hand, and I did finger and moaned. But Shreya’s moans were heavier, and it’s high time for me to clean my pussy.

I adjusted my saree and moved into the washroom. My tighs were sticky. I cleaned myself and came out of the washroom. Still, I hear her moans, but the bedroom door was almost all closed. I can’t see them in the mirror. I heard only heavy moans from her.

I never moaned like that when I had sex with my hubby and never experienced foreplay. I can understand how much she was enjoying him. I was desperate to see their live sex. But my heart was stopping me from breaking my barriers.
It’s almost all 12 in the night, and they back to the living room.

Shreya was wrapped up with a towel, and her neck, face, and thighs were wet with cum. Madhan kept the cake on the table, and he was in a towel. Cake cutting happened with sparkles, and we both fed the cake bite along with her. Madhan has started dirty conservation.

M: Shreya! I want to see you in the birthday suit!

Shreya: I am all yours, fucker!

And she raised her hands. I was dumb and not aware of a birthday suit. Madhan opened her knot, and the towel was fallen from her body. She was nude in front of me. She removed Madhan’s towel and apply chocolate cake to Madhan’s dick.

This was the first time I saw Madhan dick closely. I got goosebumps after seeing it. Madhan picks the cake slice and applied it to her boobs, waits, and pussy.

Then he picked her up and went inside the bedroom, and they both were licking and fucking in front of me. I was a desperate bitch with my life. I never took anyone’s dick in my mouth and never sucked my cunt. I understand I can fuck with Madhan, but I can’t dare like Shreya.

My desperation level was going up by minute after minute. His dick was tempting, and I want his dick inside my pussy too. I have decided to lick his dick, and I took a step forward for my horny desires. But to my bad luck, I got the call from my kid at the same time.

I realized that my pussy was not lucky to deserve more fun despite being moral. I took my step back and left Madhan’s flat.

I will continue in the next episode. Feel free to share feedback as I spend more time in the script. But this was a real story, and don’t make fun of it in your compliments. Share your feedback at [email protected].

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Narrated by David.

It’s been two days since I saw Leah masturbating. I peeped into her room for the next two days but could only find her sleeping. I was getting disappointed. But, trust me, even watching her sleep now made my dick twitch.

The two days were uneventful, except for the occasional glances I could steal at aunt’s and Leah’s body. They showed enough skin, which would make a man horny. Leah wore shorts around the house, and aunt stuck to silky nighties.

Even though it was uneventful for two days now, I still jerked off thinking about them. I also wish mom wore similar clothing. Mom had finally decided to move to Bangalore yesterday. We were leaving tomorrow. This was my final night to get lucky.

As usual, I was sleeping with Larry. And after some time, I snuck off to peep into Leah’s room. I slowly opened her room. Again, to my disappointment, she was sleeping. I waited for some time to see if something happened. I couldn’t give up easily.

Suddenly! I heard the sound of the door unlocking. I was scared to shit. I quickly went back without making a noise. But, something caught my attention. Someone was moving across the hall. When my eyes focused, I knew it was my aunt. With the sexy silky nighty, it was of no doubt.

But where was she going! I thought she might be going kitchen or something. But to my surprise, she stopped in front of my uncle’s room. She slowly knocked it without making much noise. Suddenly, uncle opened the door and pulled her inside.

“Wow! Interesting!” I thought.

I was curious to know what was happening. I was frustrated for two days now. I couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. I went near the door and pressed my ears. I was able to hear them whispering.

Uncle Jerry: Where were you? I thought you wouldn’t come.

Aunt Elsa: Honey, I had to wait till Julie slept.

Uncle: Well, then stop wasting time and make it up to me.

Aunt: Well, someone is a little cranky today…hahaha.

Uncle: Not cranky, but a hard baby. Come here, feel it.

Aunt: Wow! Is it for me, Jerry?

Holy fuck! They are going to have sex. I have to watch this somehow. But I was too afraid to open the door. They might see me. Shit! I was getting so horny. I couldn’t miss this. I contemplated on my option.

Nope, too risky. I was going to give up when an idea struck my mind. What if I sneak out of the house and try the window. Maybe, I would get lucky!

I quickly unlocked the back door of the house and went near their room. I tried to open the window slightly. Bingo! One of them opened up. I only opened a little as I was afraid they might catch me.

The table lamp was on. And the warm yellow light has made the room a romantic atmosphere. As I peeked into the room, I saw them. Damn! They were already making out!

Aunt was pushed up to the wall. Her silky nighty pulled up to her thighs. Uncle was already naked and was standing between her legs. They were kissing so hard. His one hand was on aunt’s face while the other one was pressing her huge boobs.

The silky nighty stuck to her body and showed her perfect shape. I would love to fuck a milf like that! He ground his dick on her pussy above the nighty and was now kissing her neck. Aunt was moaning slowly and was grabbing his hair so hard. I started to stroke my dick as I couldn’t resist this amazing show!

He lifted off her nighty completely! She wasn’t wearing any panties. She was now only in her red lace bra, which couldn’t contain her breasts. Her pussy was trimmed. Her cleavage was looking so hot as sweat beads were shining in the warm light.

He kissed her cleavage and pressed her boobs so hard. She began to breathe heavier. As he opened her bra, I lost my sense. Her boobs were so huge! I would give anything to press them. And those erect nipples were making me crazy.

Uncle didn’t waste any time. He sucked on one nipple and pressed the other one so hard. She was moaning and biting her lips. He sucked her juicy boobs like honey.

Aunt: Baby, give it to me.

Uncle: Are you ready?

Aunt: Yeah, baby. Give me your hard cock.

He immediately pushed his dick inside, and she let out a loud squeal. I was hoping for some oral sex before the main course. But whatever, I am not complaining. It was so hot watching aunt pushed against the wall and getting pounded. He trusted fast and hard. Kissing and biting her neck.

She was moaning loudly. They then took it to the bed. He turned aunt around for a doggy style. As he thrust her from behind, her huge melons were hanging down. Her moans were making me completely insane.

Aunt: Faster, Jerry! Push it deeper…

Her voice was soft and lustful. As they continued. I heard mom’s voice from inside the house. God! What was she doing? She was calling for aunt Elsa. She must have noticed her missing. Even they heard her voice.

Aunt: Honey, I think it’s Julie calling.

Uncle: Yeah, I heard it too. Do you want me to stop?

Aunt: No! Keep going…

They continued to fuck. Suddenly mom opened the door. She struck her face inside. It took a moment for her to realize what was happening.

Uncle: Ahhh! Ahh.

He came into aunt’s pussy as he saw the door opened. They were all so stunned to react. Mom turned her face around and said:

Mom: I am so sorry, guys! I just came looking for Elsa. Am so…sorry…

Saying this, she quickly closed the door and went. Man! that was kinda hot. Aunt moved away from their uncle and covered herself with a blanket. She looked angry.

Aunt: Why the hell would you cum while she opened the door. Are you sick?

Uncle: I am so sorry, honey. I became nervous. And it happened suddenly.

Aunt: Even so, we had only begun. Why would you cum so fast?

Aunt was really looking angry. Even I was frustrated. I was hoping to see more action.

Uncle: I am sorry, honey. I wanted to end it before she came looking into the room. That’s why I hurried up.

Aunt: Yeah! Right. Like you lasted more than 5 minutes before. Did you drag me here in the middle of the night for this!

Uncle: Baby, don’t say like that. I am getting old.

She didn’t say anything. She dressed quickly and left. It was time for me to go back. I went inside the house and masturbated, thinking about what all happened.

Man! Aunt was such a milf. Her huge melons were still in my mind. She had a perfect body with a round ass and huge tits. The way she wore her silky hair onto one side was also sexy.

I slept dreaming about her. We are supposed to leave tomorrow afternoon. I was excited about the journey and how Bangalore life was going to be.

But that’s for another chapter, guys! Stay tuned to find out what happens next!

I hope you liked this part. Kindly comment here or personally contact me at [email protected]. Thank you!

If you have read the previous stories, you will know that at 57, I am hairy, 5’10, 65kg, 32-inch waist, and a 6.5 cylindrical cock, best made to suck. And you know the sexy boy, David. The slim, 55kg, smooth like silk except for a nice light garden around his 5.5 inches had been my loving bedmate for a few times.

His first-year exams were over, and I had an idea. He will tell his parents that he is going on a 3-day holiday to Guwahati to meet his classmate. I booked a room on the Brahmaputra banks, perfect river and jungle view, and no other houses to peek at.

The room had a wall to wall window with a couch on the bottom. David came one day after me. At about 10.30 am, there was a knock on my door. I opened the door in my shorts and t-shirt, to see the girlish looking guy.

David was wearing sneakers, tight jeans, and a loose shirt. I picked his bag and brought it in.  Closing the door behind him, he came in. Sat on the couch, and I got him a beer. Both were nervous and excited as hell. 3 days, no hurry.

After half the beer, he got up and started to change for a shower. He stood up after removing his shoes and socks. Unzipped his fly, then took off his shirt. His smooth chest with brown nipples was making me warm.

Then he slid down the jeans, and as he bent, his pert buns stood out from his black boxers. Slim thighs, taut, and taunting. I watched him walk with a semi-hard bulge to the shower. I finished his beer, stripped, and entered the shower.

He was all soaped up when I started to wash his shoulders and arms. He giggled and waited. I stood behind him and was rubbing my palms on his neck, shoulders, and waist. I reached in front to play with his nipples. He moved back, so my hardness was caught between his pert, small buns.

He turned his head, and I slipped my tongue into his welcoming mouth. He sucked it as I pushed against him. Turning around, he used both hands to rub my stomach and soon had both playing around my groin. I also repeated his actions. Now both were facing and playing with the other’s sweet hard cocks.

The slippery hands slid all along the waist. Then along the shaft and balls, on to the thighs and ass. I put my arms around his waist and pulled him close. He raised his left thigh till it was around my waist and his arms wound around my neck.

We kissed furiously, lips biting, then pulling on them, then tongues flicking on each other. Our cocks were rubbing with the other and the stomach. I pushed him against the wall, and both his thighs came around my waist. My cock was now trapped between his cheeks.

He wriggled his ass to feel my head on his tempting hole. It was all soaped up, and soon I was inside my darling. I pushed my hard dick fully inside and just stood there. Both were moaning like dogs, as we enjoyed the still cock inside him. His dick was pressed between our stomachs.

As I held, we both felt the orgasm coming. Even then, we did not move, just worshiping the mouth. We both started jerking from the intense and fantastic cum. Now sitting on the floor, we caught our breath, and the water washed us clean.

I dried myself and sat on the bed, legs spread and back against the headboard. I rolled a joint. David came and sat in front of me. We smoked the reefer, feeling the warm glow after the sweet orgasm in the showers.

Just watching my boy sitting in front, his smooth and tight thighs and flat stomach was causing my cock to twitch. When he saw this, he bent forward and lay down on his stomach. His lips were licking along my feet, first, the left, then the right. He nibbled, licked, and bit my thighs on the inside.

He was slow and gentle. Taking his time, he kissed all along the inner thighs from one side to the other, without touching my now throbbing dick. I was starting to breathe heavily, spreading my knees as wide as possible. I was waiting to receive his wet hot lips on my groin.

After licking the thigh joints, he flicked his tongue on my balls and slowly traced the outside of my shaft. I saw he was grinding his waist into the cool sheets. His cute, firm buns were moving from side to side. He held my cockhead with his lips and started to make circles around it with the stiff tongue.

He tasted my slit, then all around the ridge. Only his mouth was touching my hardness. We did not use our hands or feet. As he slid me more into his mouth, I started to leak. He smiled and made me wet and slippery with his saliva. David was enjoying himself as he ran his lips all over my cock, balls, and thighs.

I slid my feet under him and trapped his now leaking cock with the soles of my feet, and massaged my lovely prize. He started to fuck my soles and sucking faster on me. Then I pulled my darling up so we could kiss on the lips. Both cocks were rubbing as I sucked his lips and played with his tongue.

I panted and licked his face and ears. He was humping my waist. We turned, and I came over him. He raised his knees, and my cockhead immediately found itself at his entrance. He raised his waist and took me inside. I started pumping. He also met my thrusts with his waist reaching up and taking me all in.

Both were moaning and grunting, absolutely lost in the rising pain and coming peak as we came close. I thrust into my tight, warm wet help faster and faster. He gripped my cock with his muscles. He put his ankles on my shoulders and was fucking me back, raising and lowering his waist to match my movements.

Closer and closer, we came, kissing fiercely and biting on the other’s lips. And soon, we came in a frenzy, jerking without control for a long time as our cum drained from us. Tired from the lovemaking, we both fell asleep, legs and arms wrapped around each other.

When I woke up, it was dark outside. My David was still asleep. I took a quick cold shower and ordered some food from room service. When the bell rang, I opened the door in my bath gown to find the waiter outside. He was about 19 years old, with dusky brown looks and an absolutely gorgeous face.

As he placed the food, I saw him staring at the sleeping David, who had removed the sheets and was naked as a baby. He smiled and turned to look at me with twinkling eyes. When he was leaving, he said, “Sir, whatever you want, just ask for it.” And he was smiling like a lighthouse.

As he left, I saw him adjusting his cock.

Any boys smooth and slim and interested, let me know on [email protected]. You can get fucked by a mature man.

This story took place around 10 years back with my sweet SIL. This softcore relationship between us continues to date. Currently, I am 38 years and residing along the IT highway in Chennai, happily married with kids.

I am still leading a great sex life with a few more incidents in life that I would be sharing on this forum soon. My sexual feelings were well developed at a very young age and I don’t remember anyone teaching me about masturbation.

I have had many on and off relationships right from my school days and I don’t know why but I had kept all these NSA right from then, and never wanted to get into a commitment. That way, it helped me to have good relationships with lots of girls till my marriage.

Well, about my wife, Anju is a beauty, with great assets and a lovely homely face to die for. We enjoy a great social and sexual life, having our regular (sex) escapades whenever and wherever possible. Ours was a typical south Indian arranged marriage. I met her in a temple along with all family seniors and then eventually it did click.

Now coming on to the heroine of this story, that’s my sister-in-law Vidhya. My SIL had some important official engagement on the day, that I would be meeting my would-be wife Anju.

Vidhya couldn’t join us at the temple, and as there was a ritual between sisters, my would-be wife insisted that I meet her sister before things moved on. So, our meeting plan was fixed for the next day. I had to pick her up from her hostel and then take her to a restaurant where Anju would be joining us.

I started the day and drove to SIL’s hostel. She was waiting for me just outside her hostel gate. She was easily recognizable as she mirrored Anju. She was a little bit on the leaner side, but all her assets were well placed and in the right proportion.

I was actually a bit enthusiastic about my marriage and didn’t give much of a thought to my SIL in the sexual sense at that time. It may seem that the pastures are greener on the other side, but for me, at the moment I felt greenery all around.

I was a bit anxious to see and find her reactions to her future brother-in-law. I introduced myself to her and we exchanged normal pleasantries of, “Hi – Hello,” and I gave her a dairy milk chocolate that I had bought for her.

She said, “Thanks,” and she entered towards the back seat of my car. I did feel at that time, that I was not much to her liking.

On the way, we had normal chit-chat and off we went to the restaurant where Anju was already waiting for us. That was a horrible time for me. The sisters were totally engrossed in their gossips with some to and fro looks towards me, making me rather nervous.

This went on for more than half an hour and I had to break the monotony by asking Anju, what her sister feels about me, her soon-to-be brother-in-law. There was complete silence for some time and then my SIL broke it up and said to her sister, “Not that bad.” I was a bit relieved as I couldn’t guess her thoughts.

I dropped both of them back at their respective places. I didn’t have much interaction with my SIL until the marriage. There were just small meetings here and there while doing all purchases and all, where Anju was always present.

The next three months just flew off, having a lovely courtship period with Anju and loads of shopping.

My mind was not in much of a huddle towards my SIL during these periods as I was very much preoccupied with Anju and the forthcoming marriage. But whenever we did meet, my eyes would do profiling of her assets and compare those with my wife’s. Even though nothing serious, but I enjoyed doing so.

Our marriage was eventful and we had a sexy honeymoon, as we settled down to our normal routine life.

Things went on this way for a few months with me and Anju having fun all around our house. Thoughts on my sister-in-law were just small, occasional sparks in my mind as I tried not to ignite much fire for now. My wife though would daily have chit-chats with her over the phone for hours and also occasionally drive to meet her.

I mostly tried to excuse myself from these meetings as I wanted to settle down on work and lifestyle.

After almost six months of a blast, I had restricted my conversations with my my sister-in-law to just a few formal chats. The sparks did light up a few times whenever we were having a look at our marriage videos and albums.

Vidhya looked mesmerizing in her saree and suit during those functions. Even though my wife looks gorgeous, Vidhya was perfect in the saree as it made her structure look more delightful and revealed her curves.

During my sexual sessions with Anju, thoughts of my SIL did flash by some times and those flashes gave a punch to our actions and made it so hardcore. Anju would be surprised by the sudden burst of animalism in me.

Every time I tried to push off the thoughts of my SIL, the urge kept growing. Who in the world would not like to be loved by two beautiful women at the same time!!!!

All was going fine, then one day my grandma, who was living alone in our village became unwell and I had to bring her to my home to take care of her.

Anju too didn’t complain and was happy serving my grandma with care. But that brought a halt to all our fun. We were confined to our bedroom during our sexual sessions, which usually used to be all around our house and now our weekend trips were totally shut down. But that’s how things started to take a turn for the better.

We were yet to visit all our post-marriage invites from our relatives as is the custom here. With grandma here, it was impossible for us to move out even on weekends. So, my wife suggested we could use her sister’s service for a few weekends to take care of my grandma and we could finish all these social formalities.

It was a good suggestion, but I was a bit hesitant as I didn’t want a young gorgeous girl to waste her weekends cooking and serving an old lady. But things went through and Vidhya generously agreed.

She was to come to our home on Friday evenings and leave on Monday morning for the next three weekends. And this would be the first time that she would be staying at our house.

One part of me was overwhelmed with joy as Vidhya was to come and stay with us for few days, but on the other hand, I was worried if this might not be appropriate to get such work done by her.

Friday came and the plan was to pick my SIL up from her hostel on my way back from work. I reached there by 6 with a big pack of dairy milk chocolates. She was waiting readily at the gate in her Kurti.

She was looking stunning and my heart did skip a beat looking at her, I wished her and handed over the chocolates. She seemed to be happy said, “Thanks,” and sat down on the front seat beside me.

I was delighted as I thought she might again take the back seat, but I could sense a change in her attitude towards me, both in her mannerisms and also in her talk.

She was kind of talkative, which I noticed just now after knowing her for such a long time. We spoke on loads of different topics on the way and the usual Friday evening traffic was giving us enough time.

The talk was more concentrated on me and hinted at their daily discussions about me between the sisters. I wondered if Vidhya was that interested in learning about me from Anju.

She even hinted about our explorations during our sexual acts around the house but then meticulously changed the topic. I too didn’t want to dig out anything at such an early stage.

My heart was pounding on her knowing so much of my personal and sexual life. I did know that the sisters talk about a lot of stuff but never imagined to such an extent and also on how Vidhya was hinting at it.

As soon as we reached home, the sisters hugged each other and their gossip started. I planned for dinner at a good restaurant nearby to us. As is didn’t want to give any hint of my interest towards my SIL, to both of them, I told my wife that I am extending my gratitude towards her offer to help us.

We had a good time at the restaurant and for the first time, I felt that Vidhya had become more open and I was part of their family. We came back by around 11 and straightaway went to bed.

It was already a long day and the next morning we had to leave for our relative’s place. Vidhya had taken the couch in our study room for sleeping as the other room was occupied by my grandma.

Even though I was very tired, I was not getting sleep and my thoughts started flowing towards my beautiful SIL. I instantly started getting a hard-on. This led to a blasting session with my wife, and I ended up shooting a huge cumload on my wife’s pussy thinking about my SIL. Anju enjoyed the session but didn’t suspect anything.

The next day we left for our trip and came back by Sunday night. Monday morning, I had to leave early as I had to drop Vidhya. On the way, I heartfully thanked her for her help. She was very clear that she has got no issues taking care of my grandma and would be doing anything for me as I was keeping her sister very happy.

I was a bit relieved but after dropping her, I was pondering around those words of her about keeping her sister happy.

The next week around it was almost the same story. We were at home and as we didn’t plan any outing we were sitting in our bedroom and chatting for a long time. It was just a few brief eye contacts and regular chats, but I was sort of enjoying the conversations while my SIL was sitting beside me in my bed.

My thoughts were going all around, something was happening down under in my pants. I started to feel uncomfortable in my jeans as my ‘Johnny’ was getting bolder.

I excused myself and went to change. I relieved myself in the bathroom thinking of Vidhya and then changed over to my shorts and came back. Both of them had already changed to their sleepovers and this is the first time that I was seeing Vidhya in her nightdress.

My wife’s sister was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and shorts, revealing just enough of her side boobs and thunder thighs. I got stuck for some time looking at my SIL, but thankfully my wife didn’t get a clue as she was thinking about preparing our dinner.

Anju had just left for the kitchen and I was left gasping for breath still not able to take my glued eyes from Vidhyas’s gorgeous body. I am not sure if she noticed this and just brushed it off and went to the kitchen to help her sister.

I actually didn’t realize that my boner had already been making a big tent in my shorts. I was totally mesmerized and the lust in me was growing.

I was even getting worried if this was going to create a dent in my married life. What if my wife finds out my intentions or if my sister-in-law begins to judge my character?

It’s actually getting too long to pen down all my experiences here. So I am thinking of continuing with this in the next episode. I am not a regular writer. Do mail me your feedback to make the story even sweeter or crisper.

Send your comment on [email protected] I shall be back soon with the continuity to this real experience.

Luv Raj.

Vanakam nanbargale, en peyar Dass, vayathu 27 aagugirathu. Naan paarka azhagaga irupen, intha vayathil pengal ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paarpaargal. Enaku manathil pengalai ooka vendum endra aasai irukum aanal naan ooka bayap paduven.

Ithu naal varai naan entha penaiyum oothathe kidaiyaathu, oru naal en nanban udan pondicheeryku sendru irunthen. Appozhuthu naangal oru saraku kadaiyil saraku vaangi kondu beach sendru ondraaga kudithom. Nala bothai eriyathu, pondicherry endraale anaivarukum theriyum bothai eppadi irukum endru.

Sema bothaiyil jollyaga oorai sutrinom, pinbu pachikirathu endru engavathu sapidalam endru mudivu eduthu oru restaurantku vanthom. Angu ulle vanthathum oru sexiyaaga aunty sirithukonde engalai vara vetraal. Aval siripu unmaiyil moodai eatriyathu, muthalil aval meethu engaluku entha kama ennamum vara villai.

Antha restaurant puthithaaga aarambithu oru vaaram thaan aagugirathu, naangal veli kizhamai sendru irunthom. Aunty matum thanimaiyil irunthaal, aval light makeup pottu kondu veettu manaivi pola irunthaal. Naangal ulle vanthu kasu athigam illaiye veliye sendru vidalama endru soli sirithu vilaiyaadikondu irunthom.

En nanban ingu thaan puthithaaga thiranthu irukiraargale athanal sapitu paarkalam endru solinaan. Aunty engal idam kasu avalavaaga illai endru therinthu kondu neengal shewerma vaanginaal oru cooldrinks free endru solinaal. Niraiya offer patri solinaal, naan oru grilled matrum naan, peper chicken gravy ellam order seithu vitu aunty mulaiyai paarthu kalainthu kondu irunthom.

Naan en nanban idam aunty nandraaga sirithu pesugiraal aval number vaangalama endru keten? Naangal ithai suma vilaiyaatirku thaan soli irunthom, aunty engal idam vanthu vazhinthu vazhinthu pesi kondu irunthaal. Aval vazhivathu pesuvathu suma customer pidikiraargal endru thaan ninaithu irunthom, oru tharunathirku mel enaku moodu eera aarambithu vitathu.

Naan aunty mulai matrum soothai paarthu rasika aarambithu viten, aunty vayathu 45 irukum aanal intha vayathilum aunty miga sexiyaaga irunthaal. Aval paarvaiye sunniyai viraika vaithathu, avalavu moodaga paarthu vazhinthu pesinaal. Pengal vazhinthu pesinaale aangaluku sunni viraika aarambikum, pengal paarvaiyil oru bothai irukirathu.

Athu thaan aangalai vasiyam seivathu paarvaiyaale paarthu aangal manathil oru kathalai vithaithu avargalai kaalgalai sutri sutri vara vaipathu. Intha aunty athai sariyaaga seithu kondu irunthaal, naangalo bothaiyil irunthom aunty paarvai athai vida bothaiyai eatriyathu. Autny mulai theriyum padi shall aninthu irunthaal.

Naanum en nanbanum aunty mulaiyai paarthu rasithu kondu irunthom, aunty naan mulai paarpathai paarthu vitu en arugil vanthu nindru sirithu vazhinthu pesinaal. Avalin moga paarvaiyil naangal mayangi ponom, engalai ena velai seireergal endraal.

Naangal work from home it profession endru soliyathum enakum athu pola ethavathu velei irunthaal solungal endru ketal?

Aunty athai ketathum sari naan solugiren ungal number irunthaal kodungal endru keten? Aval sirithum yosikamal avalin mobile number koduthaal. Naan ithu ungalin whats app numbera endru keten? Aval amam neengal intha numberai miss use seiya kudathu endrum solinaal. Sari sari endru soli vitu avaluku oru hi message apozhuthe anapi vaithu viten.

Aval velai seithu mudithu vitu iravu 11 maniku message seithaal, avalidam neengal rumba carring ha pesareergal enaku ungalai migavum pidithu irukirathu i like you endru solinen. Aval ippadi ellam pesatheergal endral, naan ena I love you endra sonen i like you endru thaane solinen endru soli avaluku comedy panen.

Aunty ungal kanavan naan pesuvathu therinthaal ethavathu soluvaara endru keten? Aval atharku illai neengal pesungal athalam ondrum prachanai illai endral. Aunty oru item enbathu paathi confirm aagi irunthathu aanal avalai eppadi paduka azhaipathu endru theriyaamal irunthom, en nanbanum aunty meethu aasaiyaaga iruthaan avalai eppadiyavathu oothe aaga vendum endru irunthaan.

Aunty idam veliyil selalaama endru keten? Aval enge eppozhuthu naan velaiku sela vendume endru solinaal. Aunty idam ungaluku leave eppozhutho appozhuthu selalam endru solinen, sari endru oru naal solinaal avalai naanum en nanbanum sendru santhithom. Aunty engal idam nandraaga sirithu pesinaal, ondraaga veliyil sendru oor sutrinom.

Veliyil sotrum pozhuthu naan aunty soothil en sunniyai vaithu nandraaga theithen, naan theikum pozhuthu sunni viraithe irunthathu.

Aunty athai patri ethum ketka vilai, aunty mulaiyilum adikadi idithu jollyaaga enjoy seithu kondu irunthom. Pinbu aunty room selalam endru solinaal, enaku ondrum puriya villai naangal irandu per irukirom endru solinen, irukatum vaangal selalam endru solinaal.

Enaku therinntha nanban rooms vaithu irunthaan, avan idam naangal mundru per varugirom athai patri ethavathu unaku prachanaiya endru keten? Athalam ondrum ilai nee vanthu enjoy sei mama endru solinaan. Naan avasara avasaramaaga medical sendru gondom oru pocket vaangi kondu auntyai lodgeku azhaithu sendre.

En nanban thaan auntyai bikeil etrikondu vanthaan, aunty miga sexiyaaga avan muthugil mulaiyai vaithu theithu kondu vanthaal.

Mundru perum lordge sendru roomkul sendru kathavai lock seithu kondom, aunty engal iruvaraium kiss seithu uthadai sapinaal, avalin mulaiyil kai vaithu kasaka aarambithen. Intha vayathilum aunty mulai perithaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, aunty miga sexiyaaga aval aadaiyai kayatinaal, naangal engal aadaiyai kayati iruvarin sunniyai veliyil eduthu vitom.

Aunty avalin sexiyaaga iru mulaiyai nirvaanamaga kanbithu pundaiyaiyum kanbithaal. Naan aunty mune kati pidithen aval soothil sunniyai vaithu en nanban pine kati pidithaan. Iruvarum auntyai kati pidithom, pinbu aunty engal iruvarin sunniyai pidithu adika aarambithaal. Kutha vaithu iruvarin sunniyaiyum maatri maatri sappi oomba aarambithaal.

En sunni 7” irunthathu, nanban sunni 6” irunthathu avan sunni konjam velaiyaaga irunthathau. En sunni karupaaga irunthathu, aunty iru sunniyai kutha vaithu urinthu oomba aarambithaal, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa aval iru sunniyaiyum irukamaaga kaiyil pidithu adithu konde oombinaal pinbu aval iru mulaiyil naangal iruvarum ore nerathil iru mulaiyai sappi sugam koduthom.

Pinbu aunty pundaiyil kai viralai vitu aata aarambtihen, aunty kuthiyil mundru viral elithil ulle sendrathu. Sirithu neram viral potu vitu sunniyil aan urai aninthu vitu aunty pundaiyai ooka aarambithen, aunty pundai perithaaga irunthathu irukam kuraivaaga thaan irunthathu. Sexiyaaga naan auntyai ookum pozhuthu nannban aunty vaaiyil sunniyai vitu kondu irunthaan.

Aunty oombi konde hmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmm endru munarinaal, naan vegamaaga aunty kuthiyai oothen. Pinbu en nanban sexiyaaga auntyai ooka aarambithaan, naan en sunniyai vaaikul vitu oomba viten. Aunty en soothil sunniyai vitu sex sei da endral, naan udane auntyai doggy nilaiyil vaithu aval soothil sunniyai iraki oothen.

Aunty soothil ookum pozhuthu irukam sariyaaga irunthathu, aunty soothai pidithukondu jollyaga soothu ootaiyil oothen. Pinbu en meethu auntyai paduka vaithu aval kuthiyil en sunniyai viten en nanban avan sunniyai aunty soothil vitan. Iruvarum ore nerathil auntyai pundai matrum soothil oothu sugam koduthom.

Auntyai oothu konde irukum pozhuthu aval haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru sathamaaga munarinaal. Itharku mun ippadi oru sugathai naan kandathe kidaiyathu endru solinaal.

Sexiyaaga oothu aunty kuthiyil kanju vara vaithu vitu naangal aan uraiyai kayati auntyai kutha vaithu aval vaaiyil kanjai adithu ootrinom. Aduthu sirithu neram naangal nirvaanamaga paduthu rest eduthu vitu mendum auntyai ooka aarmbithom.

Hi friends, thanks for all your reply and comment. Mujhe ye jankar bohut khushi hui ki aap logo ko meri ye story itni achhi lagi. Please ek request hai. Main kisi se number share nahi karti.

Main Nafeesa, aaj apne jiju ki story publish karne ja rahi hu. Main 23 saal ki hu. Mera figure 34-28-34 hai. Main fair hu aur slim bhi. Koi bhi ladka agar ek baar dekh le to tabhi hi uska lund khada ho jayega. Mujhe ladko ko tease karne mein bohut maza aata hai. Main bisexual hu mujhe ladke aur ladkiyo dono ke sath maza aata hai.

Aaj main batane wali hu kaise main apne cousin jiju se chud gayi. Woh bhi jab hum ek shadi mein gaye hue the. Woh teesre insan hai jisse maine sex kiya. Iske pehle apne padha kaise main Ahmedabad gayi thi ek shadi mein.

Maine ander dekha didi bed pe soi hui thi nighty mein. Jiju itni thandi mein bhi sirf underwear mein the. Usme unka lund clearly dikh raha tha. Jiju ne paas aake zor se gale lagaya aur piche leke jaake deewar se sata diya. Ab smooch karne lage. Pure bekabu ho gaye.

Aise smooch kar rahe the jaise pura muh hi ander le lege. Boobs dabane lage fir t-shirt ke ander hath daal ke boobs dabane lage. Lund to aise daba rahe the chut pe jaise under faad ke mere shots faad ke ander gusa dege. Fir face chatne lage. Mera pura face and neck gila ho gaya tha unke thuk se.

Itne acche se romance kar rahe the. Fir se upar aake mujhe smooch karne lage. Aur itne acchhe se boobs masal rahe the pucho hi mat. Fir niche gaye aur mere pairo ko chatne lage. Dheere dheere upar chatne lage. Fir thighs tak aa gaye par abhi bhi unke hath mein boobs hi masal rahe the.

Ek to itni thandi upar se mera pura sharir unke thuk se geela ho gaya tha. Main to puri madhosh hi ho gayi thi. Takriban 30 40 min aise karte rahe. Fir bole.

Jiju: Baby, apne boobs to dikha do.

Main: Jisko dekhna hai woh khud nikal ke dekh le.

Fir kya tha, jiju ne jhat se meri t-shirt pakadi aur maine hath upar kiye. Aur unhone puri t-shirt nikal di. Fir bra ke upar hi boobs dabate dabate smooch karne lag gaye. Fir hath meri kamar pe le gaye aur bra ka clip khol diya. Aur smooch chalu hi tha aur meri bra bhi nikal di.

Main thodi sharma gayi so aakh band karke unko hug kar diya zor se. Mere boobs unke sine se zor se dhab rahe the. Fir unhone mere shorts ko bhi niche kar diya ek baar mein. Fir jaise hi woh meri panty niche karne gaye, maine rok diya aur bola, “Ye nahi kar sakti main.”

Jiju ne pucha kyu. To maine bola pahle apne to nikalo fir mera. Fir kya tha unhone apni underwear nikali aur meri panty bhi.

Jiju: Wow Nafeesa darling tumhare boobs aur figure to mast ho gaya hai.

Main: Ha jiju bas aapke liye.

Jiju: Ab juth mat bol. Sach bata tu virgin hai ya chudi hai.

Main: Jiju virgin nahi hu main.

Jiju: Arre wah aaj subah jab tujhe dekha na, tab hi samajh gaya tha main ke tu pakka virgin nahi rahi. Tera figure aur bhi mast ho gaya hai.

Main: Achha jiju, apne to dekh ke hi pehchan liya.

Jiju jaake chair pe baith gaye. Aur mujhe bola, “Aao darling meri god me baith ja.” Main bhi jaake unke god mein baith gayi. Woh pure nange chair pe baithe hue. Main unke khade lund pe apni gaand laga ke unpar baith gayi thi puri nangi. Aur mere saamne didi bed par leti hui thi.

Mere man mein dar bhi tha ki kahi didi uth gayi to problem ho jayegi. Tabhi jiju dheere dheere mere nipple pe hath gumate. Kabhi boobs pe kabhi navel kabhi thighs kabhi lips pe hath ghuma rahe the.

Jiju: Achha, Nafeesa sach sach batana sirf ek se hi kiya hai ya jyada.

Main: Jiju actually do se.

Jiju: Ye hui na baat. (aur acche se hath ghumte hue). Tu to mera aur tight kar rahi hai. Chal bata kab hua kasie hua kiske saath kiya.

Main: Kab kaise batane mein to time lag jayega aur aaj ki raat nikal jaayegi. Ek to mere dost ke saath aur ek mera woh cousin hai na Salman uske saath.  Accha jiju, didi itne sab me uthti nahi hai.

Jiju: Kya batau Nafeesa darling, teri didi se nind hi nahi chutati. Roz ka hai 9 baje nahi ki so jaati hai.

Main: Fir aap karte kaise ho?

Jiju: Agar kabhi man hua mera to bas unke kapde nikal ke jo karna hai karta hu. Woh aadhi nind mein hi karva leti hai. Aankh bhi nahi kholti aur mujhe maza bhi nahi aata.

Main: Daro mat jiju. Ab main hu na.

Jiju: Tum to abhi do din ho uske baad kya.

Main: Ha jiju woh to hai.

Main samajh gayi thi ab jiju emotional ho rahe hai aur unka loose hone lag gaya. Main seede waha se uthi aur niche baith gayi aur uska lund apne muh me li liya. Unka lund Salman jitna bada to nahi tha par mota tha. Aur mast smell aa rahi thi.

Jiju ne dekha mujhe aur bole, “Wow Nafeesa tum to bohut ache se chusti ho, apni didi ko bhi sikhao ye sab.” Fir kuch der aise hi chusne ke baad tight ho gaya unka ek dum. So unhone mere face ko alaga kiya. Mujhe niche letaya aur mere pair faile ke apna lund ke tip meri chut ke upar rakh diya.

Fir dheere dheere apna lund ki tip mere chut ke upar bas sahalaane lage aur mujhe tease karne lage. “Bol darling chudegi apne jiju se?”

Main: Ha jiju chod do ache se apni saali ko. Waise bhi aadhi to gharwali hi hu, aaj puri banado.

Meri chut already puri gili ho gayi thi. Fir jiju ne dheere dheere pura lund andar daal diya. Aur dheere dhaare dhaka dene lage. Pahli baar apne jiju se chudne mein bohut maza aa raha tha. Woh bhi tab jab didi mere saamne bed pe soyi hai.

Jiju ne mere boobs to chhode hi nahi puri chudai mein aur kabhi smooch karte kabhi boobs mein kiss karte. Fir thode me shayad jiju ka hone laga. Main bhi jhadne wali thi itni achhi chudai ke baad. Maine bola jiju me jhadne wali hu. Aur jiju ne jhat se apna lund nikal diya.

Maine bola kya hua jiju. Jiju bole abhi itni bhi kya jaldi hai. Aur lund bahar nikal ke fir se meri puri body chatne lag gaye. Unhone shayad exp se ye sikha hoga kaise control karna hai. Fir takriban 10 -15 mins romance ke baad bola ab ghodi ban ja.

Main bhi jaisa unhone bola ban gayi. Fir unhone apna lund meri gand pe touch karte hue bola, “Yaha par bhi liya hai?” Maine bola nahi. Unhone bola, “Toh gaand ki seal main khol du?” Maine bola, “Nahi, chut mein hi daalo.”

Fir jiju ne lund waha se hata ke chut mein adjust kiya aur ek jhatke mein hi ander daal diya. Fir mere boobs pakad ke zor zor se chodne lage. Chodte hue bol rahe the.

Jiju: Wow kya maza diya hai Nafeesa darling aaj tune.

Main: Jiju aap bhi mast kar rahe ho.

Jiju: Nafeesa kash tum meri wife hoti roz chodta tumko din mein do baar.

Aise hi fir hum dono jhadne wale the ekdum climax pe aa gaye. Tabhi main jhad gayi. Fir jiju ne siddha sulaya aur pura cum mere upar chhod diya. Main to cum chatne bhi lagi.

Jiju: Nafeesa tum chatati bhi ho cum?

Main: Ha jiju mujhe bohut pasand hai.

Jiju: Tum bohut chuddak ban gayi ho Nafeesa. Aaj tumne meri raat bana di. Itna acche se to maine tumhari didi ko Suhagraat mein bhi nahi chod paya tha. Utna maza aaj aaya hai.

Main: Mujhe bhi bohut maza aaya aapke saath. Aur mujhe bhi apni gharwali hi samjho aur aaj apni suhagraat hi thi.

Aise hi kuch der jiju mujhe apne bahoo me leke soye rahe. Fir raat me 2 baj chuke the. Main bhi thodi aankh lag gayi thi. Tabhi thodi der me jiju uth gaye waha se. Meri nind bhi khul gayi. Maine dekha jiju bed pe gaye aur didi ke paas jaake so gaye.

Fir unhone didi ki nighty puri nikal di. Didi ne ander kuch nahi pehna tha. Shayad roz raat mein aise hi soti hogi kyuki jiju unko nanga karke chodte hoge. Didi ne sach mein aankh bhi nahi kholi. Bas boli, “Aa gaye tum?” Jiju ne bola ha. Didi ne bola, “Jaldi se kar ke so jaao aur mujhe bhi sone do.”

Main ek baar ke liye dar gayi ki kahi didi uth gayi to problem ho jaayegi par didi sidhi ho ke so li. Aur jiju ne unke chut mein lund daalne hi wale the ke main uth gayi. To jiju waha se uthke mere paas aa gaye aur bole.

Jiju: Abhi aawaz mat karna aur kapde pehen ke chali jaao.

Main: Nahi jiju mujhe dekhna hai aap didi ko kaise chodte ho.

Jiju: Accha thik hai woh uthegi to nahi par tum aawaj mat karna.

Aur hum dono nange saath mein didi ki taraf bade. Didi bhi puri nangi bed pe pair faila ke soyi hui thi. Didi ka bhi figure bohut achha tha aur sexy lag rahi thi. Fir jiju ne mere saamne dheere dheere didi ki chut mein apna lund daala aur didi ki lips pe kiss bhi kiya.

Ek hath mere badan pe bhi ghuma rahe thi kabhi boobs dabate kabhi chut me daalte. Main fir se gharam hone lag gayi. Didi aur jiju ki chudai unke ekdum bagal mein khadi hoke dekh rahi thi. Fir mujhe kuch naughty karne ka man hua. To maine jiju ke dono hath apne boobs pe rakh diye.

Ab jiju didi ko chod rahe hai aur unke dono hatho se mere boobs masal rahe hai. Fir maine slowly apne hath didi ke boobs pe rakh diye. Woh bohut soft the. Fir main zor zor se masalne lagi. Didi ko shayad lag raha hoga ke jiju ho daba rahe hai. Ye dekhke jiju aur josh mein didi ko chodne lage.

Fir maine apne baal piche baandhe aur didi ke lips pe kiss karne lagi. Ye sab jiju dekh ke shock ho gaye. Ab jiju didi ko chodte hue bas kamar, navel pe hath ghuma rahe the. Aur unki speed bhi bohut bad gayi thi.

Aur main didi ko smooch karte hue ek hath se unke boobs daba rahi thi aur ek hath se meri chut mein fingering kar rahi thi. Fir jiju aur main sath mein hi jhadne wale the. Jiju jhadne wale the to unhone apna lund bahar nikal ke mera muh mein daal diya aur saara cum wahi par chod diya.

Main fir se didi ko smooch karne lag gayi. Abhi apne dono haathe se unke boobs masalne lagi. Jiju meri chut mein ungle daal ke fingering kar rahe the aur meri body chate hue sahala rahe the. Fir kuch min mein main bhi jhad gayi.

Tabhi time dekha to tin baj chuke the. Fir jiju ne bola ab jaao tum nahi to koi dekh lega. Maine jhat se apne kapde pehene. Didi bed pe nangi leti thi maine unke gaal pe kiss kiya. Aur jiju door tak aye mujhe smooch kiya. Fir Darwaja khola aur mere bahar jaate hi darwaja band karke lock kar diya.

Sach mein dosto bohut maza aaya. Soch ke aaj bhi chut gili ho jaati hai meri. Fir main apne room mein jake so gayi. Uske baad dusre din fir jiju ke saath chudai ki maine. Woh main aapko apni agli story mein bataugi.

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