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Hi friends, en peyar Arun, vayathu 19 aagugirathu. En ethir veetil puthithaaga oru akka kudi vanthu irukiraargal, avargal matum ilamal mama mami matrum kanavan, iru kuzhanthaigal ena kudumbamaaga irukiraargal.

Muthalil antha akkavai paarkum pozhuthu pathini pol therinthathu, aval mugathai muraipaaga vaithu kondu irupaal. Iru kuzhanthaigalai vaithu valarthu kondu oru kudumba penaga thaan kanuku therinthaal. Aval parka velaiyaaga kerala pen pola irunthaal, iru kangalum aairam kaamam pesum alavirku irunthathu.

Unmaiyil avalai neengal neril paarthal udane moodu aagi viduveergal, avalai ooka vendum endra aasai varum. Thinamum avalai motai madiyil irunthu paarpen, aval kuzhanthaigaludan vilaiyaadi kondu irupaal. Athai paarthu rasithu akkavai paarthu irunthen, aval muthal naal ennai paarkum pozhuthu ethum kandu kola villai.

Pinbu aval sirithum ethir parkamal en veetirku vanthu irunthaal, appozhuthu naan udal payirchi seithu irunthen. Udambu viyarvaiyaal nanainthu irunthathu, akkavai paartha udan kaiyum puriya vilai kalum puriya villai. Ulle varungal akka endru solinen, aval vanthu ena pa udal payirchi seithu kondu irukiraaya endru ketal?

Suma akka endru soli vitu udane ulle sendru mel aadaiyai aninthu konden, en ammavidam vegu neramaaga pesinaal. Pinbu kilambum pozhuthu ennai paarthu aadai ilamale nandraaga thaan irukiraai endru solli vittu sendraal. Athai solum pozhuthu en manam akkavai appozhuthe katti pidithu ithazhil kiss seithu vidalaama endru ninaithen.

Aval kangal miga sexiyaaga irunthathu, athai paarthu rasithu konde irukalam pola irunthathu. Iru kangalukum naduvil irukum sticker pottu paarkave avalavu azhagaga irukum, ithu pondru pengalai paarpathe athisayam. Engalukul naduvil kaamam eer padum endru thuliyum ethir paarthathu ilai, aval avalavu pathiniyaaga nadipaal.

Aval kanavan irukum pozhuthu ennai eer eduthu kuda parka matal, aanal kanavan ilatha pozhuthu thaan aval suya uruvam kidaikum. Ivalai epadiyum kalluri padikum pozhuthe niraiya aangal patham paarthu irupaargal endru thondriyathu. Thinamum motai madiyil irunthu en idam pesi kondu irupaal, naanum pesuven.

Pinbu enathu mobile number ketal? Naan koduthen iruvarum nandraaga pesi pazhaga aarambithom. Aval ennai kama aasaiyil paarka aarambithaal, nanum kangalil kamam vazhiya paarpen. Naan veetirku varum pozhuthu etharku un mel aadaiyai aninthu kondai, nee paarkave miga sexiyaaga iurkiraai endru sollinaal.

Naan vetkap patten, pinbu neengalum parka thevathai pola irukareergal endru solinen. Aval vetkap pattu sirithaal, thinamum pesi pesi iruvarum nerukamaaga pazhaga aarambithom, aval kuralai ketkavitaal enaku thukame varathu. Oru murai aval thiruvizha endru solli vitu kilambi sendraal, oru vaaram varave illai.

En kanavilum aval mugam thaan, ennal aval ilamal irukave mudiya villai. Avalai naan kathal seithen, enaku intha vayathil ithu pondru oru pen thodarchiyaaga pesi vittu thidir endru pesamal ponal eppadi irukum endru ninaithu paarungal.

Naan avalai rombavum miss paninen, aval eppozhuthu varuvaal aval ennai eppozhuthu phone seiyuvaal endru thinamum kathu kondu irunthen.

Oru vaaram kazhithu vanthaal, avalai paarkum pozhuthu naan azhuthu viten. Enaku call seithal, muthalil kovamaaga pesinen, pinbu en ivalavu naatkalaaga pesa villai endru keten? Aval uravinargal niraiya irunthaargal athanaal thaan pesa mudiya villai, sorry da endru solinaal. Manam vitu avalidam naan unai kathal seigiren endru patak endru solinen.

Aval sirithu neram amaithiyaaga irunthu vittu naanum thaan unnai kathal seigiren endru solinaal. Aanal avaluku thirumanam aagi iru kuzhanthaigal irukirathu aanal kuthiyil aripu eduthu ennai kathal seigiren endru solinaal.

Naan veetil yaarum ilatha pozhuthu unnai kupidugiren nee vaa endru solinaal, sari endru vaaipukaaga kathukondu irunthen.

Aval kanavan eppozhuthum pola velaiku kilambinaan, aval mamavum veliyil sendraar. Andru mathiya neram irukum, enaku call vanthathu. Udane en veetirku vaa endru kupitaal, vega vegamaaga en sunniyai kazhuvi vittu avalai ooka aasai aasaiyaaga veetirku sendren. Naan varugiren enbatharkaaga kathavai thiranthu vaithu irunthaal.

Naan sendru calling bell adikalama endru sinthu kondu irunthen, atharkul akka enai paarthu vitu kaiyai vaaiyil vaithu satham podathe endru solli en kaiyai pidithu ulle azhaithu sendraal. Ragasiyamaaga mami thungugiraargal satham podalam vaa endru ulle azhaithaal.

Neraga iruvarum samayal araiku sendrom. Ennai kathal udan paarthu irukamaaga kati pidithaal.

Iru mulaiyum en meethu patathu, haaaaaaaaaaaa sugamaaga irunthathu. En kaiyai neraga aval soothil thaan vaithu thadavinen, enaku aval soothu migavum pidikum. Neengal avalai neril paarthaalum aval soothu meethu aasai paduveergal, en ithazhil vaai vaithu sexiyaaga mutham seithaal. Naanum akkavai katti pidithu ithazhil kiss seithen.

Aangila padathil varuvathu pola iruvarum katti pidithu ithazhil kiss seithu kondom, enaku moodu thanga mudiyatha alavirku irunthathu.

Akka sari ippozhuthu veetirku poo pinbu solugiren appozhuthu vaa endru solinaal. Aval mulai methu kai vaithu kanathil oru muthal seithu sari endru solli vittu kilambinen. Neraga kulaiyal araiku sendru sunniyai veliyil eduthu kai adika aarambithen.

Iru murai thaan kai vaithu adithen, suniyil velai vinthu peerikitu adithathu, akkavai oopathu pola ninaithu kai pazhakam seithen. Aduthu eppozhuthu vaaipu kidaikum endru kathu irunthen, motai madiyil ethuvum pesamal iruvarum kangalaal kamathai pesikondu irunthom.

Avalai naan kangalaae karpazhithu irunthen, avalum ennai kama parvaiyil paarthu karpazhithaal.

Aduthu eppozhuthu santhikalam endru keten? Varum veli kizhamai veetil yaarum iruka matargal mami hospital kilambuvaargal. Mamavum mami udan seluvaargal appozhuthu veetil yaarum iruka matargal endru solinaal.

Veli kizhamai vanthathu, naan nangu natkalaaga kai pazhakam seiyamal irunthen, appozhuthu thaan kanju niraiya varum endru kai adikamal irunthen.

Veli kizhamai vanathathu, akka enaku call seithaal naan phone eduthu pesinen. Udane veetirku vaa veliyil yaarum paarkatha pozhuthu vaa endru solinaal. Naan theruvil yaarum irukatha pozhuthu akka veetirkul sendren.

Akka nighty aninthu irunthaal, pachai nirathil nighty aninthu irunthaal. Suma sola kudathu andru aval miga azhagaga sexiyaaga irunthaal.

Sumave moodu aagum athilum aval pachai nirathil nighty aninthu suma jamunu irunthaal. Akka ulle sendrathum kathavai thapal potal, ennai kama paarvaiyil paarthaal. Iruvarum kiss seiya aarambithom, aval ithazhgalai suvaika avalavu suvaiyaaga irunthathu. Ithazhil kiss seithu vittu mulai meethu kai vaithu pisaiya aarambithen.

Akka en sunniyai pidithu paarthaal, nandraaga valarthu vaithu irukiraai endru solinaal. En sunni avaluku migavum pidithu poi vitathu, padukai araiku sendru ennai paduka vaithu en sunniyai veliyil eduthaal, sunniyai pidithu ennai kama parvaiyil paarthu sappa aarambithaal. Haaaaaaaaaa aval vaaikul sunni sendrathum avalavu sugamaaga irunthathu.

Sirithu neram sunniyai urinthu sappinaal, aval vaaiyile sunni vinthu sendru vidum endru ninaithen aanal sunniyai sariyana nerathil veliyil eduthu vital. Nightyai kayatinaal, ippaaa kama padangalil varum pengalai pola iru mulai matrum kuthiyai kanbithaal. En arugil paduthu iruvarum katti pidithu padukaiyil pirala aarambithom.

Aval thaliyil maligai poo vaithu irunthaal, kati pidith aval kunthalai nugarnthen, inba mazhaiyaaga irunthathu. Aunty mulaiyil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen, iru mulaiyum kaiku adakamaaga irunthathu. Kaambu neendu irunthathu, mulai kaambai vaaiyil vaithu urinthu sappa aarambithen. Thodarum.

This story is based on an episode from Velamma comics which you can read here.

Ramesh didn’t know about the encounter between Velamma and his boss. He was still worried and scared of his boss’s reaction. Velamma giggled as he left to meet his boss.

“Where would men be without women solving all their problems?” she thought.

Ramesh walked into the boss’s chamber, scared like a cat. He never expected his boss to forgive him. Even though Ramesh was moved from the Debt collection department, he smiled, knowing that they would not kill him.

Ramesh rushed back and hugged Velamma from behind. She was washing dishes and turned around to see her happy husband. Ramesh kissed her and said that he was moved from the debt collection department but promoted to Human resources.

Velamma smirked, realizing that her cunt had made the boss more than happy.

Later that day, Ramesh had started his new job. He was in a hotel room with two other women. They were dressed in single piece partywear with half their melons out. More skin was exposed than what had to be covered. It was evident that they were whores, and Ramesh was their caretaker.

“Now, show me what you do to get customers’ attention,” Ramesh said.

“Hey, you, I’ll suck your cock for a thousand rupees,” said one of the women standing up.

But Ramesh was not satisfied with the response. He wanted them to be more seductive. He wanted them to give men an instant boner. He demanded them to showcase their skills. He even agreed to raise their pay if they perform well. One of them quickly kneeled, unzipped him, and took his limp cock in her mouth.

“You like that magic tongue tasting your cock?” She said in a sultry voice.

Meanwhile, the other girl stripped naked and moved towards Ramesh to kiss him. She sucked his lips while stripping him naked. Realizing that his cock was now rock hard and lubricated enough to penetrate either their pussy, the girl who was sucking him got up and pushed him to the bed.

She grabbed his cock and jerked it while directing the other girl to jump on him. She rushed towards him and literally jumped onto his cock held straight by the other girl. Ramesh moaned when her pussy swallowed his cock. She was rather rough. She squatted on his cock, making her breasts jiggle.

Meanwhile, the other girl was playing with Ramesh’s balls. After another fifteen minutes of riding him, she got off his cock. It was now lubricated with her liquids. The other girl grabbed his cock while squeezing his balls and jerked him making him shoot his cum on her face.

Several weeks later. Velamma was busy in the kitchen when Ramesh’s boss Tiny rang her doorbell. Ramesh was out for work, and Velamma was scared. She invited him in.

Tiny conveyed that the mob had decided to finish Ramesh off. Ramesh was handling Fat Mohit, another boss of Ramesh’s women. He was basically a pimp. But Ramesh wasn’t ready to play by the rules, and this got him in trouble.

Velamma was shocked to know that human resources were just a name to mask his job as a pimp. Tiny leaned in and hugged Velamma. He said he cared about her, which was the only reason he came here to warn her.

His rough hands grabbed Velamma’s butt and squeezed them. Velamma knew she would have to return the favor some other time as she rushed out to meet Ramesh.

Ramesh was at a town center high on drinks and other drugs when she found him. He was with two other prostitutes who were almost naked. Velamma spotted two men in suits walking towards her and Ramesh. She could guess they were here to eliminate Ramesh.

“The hitmen! I need to do something!” She whispered.

“How come you guys aren’t celebrating? Join me!” Velamma shouted, walking towards them. She grabbed a couple of bhang and offered them to it. These drinks were infused with certain ingredients that would get a person high.

Who would say no to amazingly curvy women offering drinks? The hitmen immediately poured their drinks down their throats. A few more drinks, and they were as high as Ramesh was now.

Noticing that there was a room at the end of the alley behind the shop where she found Ramesh. She walked with the two men.  In the room, Velamma helped one of the hitmen to settle down at the corner bed. When she turned back to attend to the other man, she was shocked to see him naked and jerking his hard cock.

“If I do these assassins, they’ll crash hard from sex and the bhang. Then I can escape with Ramesh!” She thought

Wasting no time, Velamma took off her saree pallu, exposing her fleshy belly and huge breasts held in her blouse. Quickly she unstrapped her blouse and her bra. Then she loosened her skirt and rolled her panties downwards.

Watching her stripping herself, the second hitman started undressing. Velamma moved towards the bed and spread her legs to welcome them in.

The first hitman slithered between her legs and touched her pussy before pushing his cock in. while the other man grabbed her head and pushed his cock in her mouth

Surprisingly both their cocks were pretty huge and hard. She felt them grow even bigger inside her. She sucked the cock in her mouth vigorously and tasted his pre-cum that was oozing into her mouth. Her tongue rolled against his cock head and licked every drop of pre-cum that was coming out.

Meanwhile, the guy who was pumping in her pussy was just getting warmed up. He started thrusting inside her with all her might making her scream now. His cock was really hard and huge for her. She felt it trace the boundaries of her pussy. But that was not it.

The other hitman withdrew his cock from her mouth and rubbed it all across her face. Then slapped her face with his cock. Watching his friend drill her like a whore, he wanted to get inside her heavenly cunt.

Velamma was now dripping wet. These two cock had made her pussy dripping wet. She got on up and took his cock in a cowgirl position. She squatted up and down on his cock like a whore.

But Velamma never expected the other guy to push his cock in her cunt too. She screamed when he penetrated her. Two mighty cock in her pussy was too much for her.

“Fuck, you guys are splitting me!” She screamed with pleasure and pain.

The double penetration had brought out the sultry version of Velamma. She was enjoying it like a whore screaming for them to pump harder and harder after every thrust. She was close to her orgasm, her cunt gave off her juices, and I dripped down their cock, which were inside her cunt.

As soon as they took out their cocks, she grabbed them and jerked them till they shot their juices on her face. The bhang and the heavy ejaculation had made them tired. She wiped off the cum from her face and walked towards Ramesh, who was at the shop’s front after dressing up.

“I drugged two hitmen that Fat Mohit sent to whack you!” She said, holding Ramesh’s hands.

But Ramesh was confused, he rushed to the backroom to check on the hitman.

“Those two? They are tel-com businessmen from the UK who partied with my girls earlier.” Ramesh said with a puzzled expression.

Velamma stood there shocked, realizing that she just got double penetrated by some puny businessman. She turned around and slapped Ramesh.

You’re quitting this mafia bullshit RIGHT NOW,” she screamed.

To read Velamma episode # 102, ‘Bhaang-ed Up’ click here.

My hotmom prepared dinner and was getting dressed up in her room. Suresh texted he’ll be here in 10 more minutes.

Mom came out and stood in front of me, flaunting her beautiful booty. She was wearing a spaghetti strap sequin cami dress that barely covered her thighs and showed her cleavage in front.

“How do I look?” she asked. I came out of the trance state, hearing her voice.

“You look hot. Do you think it’s appropriate for this situation, though?” I asked.

“Why not? Am I not looking sexy enough to seduce a man?” she asked.

“No, no, you look sexy as hell. But this is just a dinner, not a party,” I said.

“Yeah, I know. If it was a party, I would’ve revealed more skin,” she said.

“No offense, but you’re such a bitch,” I said.

“That’s a compliment, honey, not an offense,” she said and kissed my forehead.

Our doorbell rang. Mom rushed to open the door.

“Welcome, Suresh sir, come on in,” mom said. Suresh handed her a bouquet and hugged her.

“Wow, you look so mesmerizing, Anita,” he said and lifted her hand and kissed it.

“Have a seat, sir,” mom said and went to the kitchen to bring the dishes.

He sat opposite me at the table. Suresh must be around 35, he was fit, probably the fittest staff in our college. Mom came to sit near me, but Suresh held her hand and asked her to sit near him. She smiled and did the same.

“Where is your husband, Anita?” he asked.

“He’s on a business trip, sir. He won’t be home for one more week,” mom said.

“That’s sad. So this beauty is sleeping alone in bed these days?” he asked.

“Yes,” mom said with a fake sad face.

“Your eyes are mesmerizing me, Anita,” he said.

“Oh stop it, sir, I can’t eat if you keep on making me blush,” mom said.

“Then come sit on my lap, let me feed you,” he said.

“Come on, sir, don’t be silly,” mom said.

“No, I’m serious. Come on,” he said. Mom shyly smiled and sat on his lap. Her face was shocked the moment she sat on his lap. I assumed it was his boner that caused this reaction. He fed her with his left hand as he caressed her thigh with his right hand.

“I’m not bothering you, am I?” mom asked.

“Of course not, it’s a pleasure,” he whispered slowly into her ears and kissed her neck.

“You smell so good, Anita,” he said and rubbed his face all over her back.

“You smell like a tasty food that tempts me to eat it,” he said and kissed all over her back.

“Let me take the dishes to the kitchen. There is a lot I have to wash now,” mom said and tried to get up. But Suresh grabbed her midriff and made her sit on his lap.

“Don’t you want to eat more?” he asked her.

“No, sir. I’m full,” she said.

“Oh, I thought I could spend more time with you,” he said.

“You can, why not?” mom asked.

“You said you gotta wash the dishes that means you’ll go to bed after that. So I should leave, right?”

“Didn’t you say it’s sad to see a beauty sleeping alone in bed?” mom asked.

“I did. And it really is sad,” he said.

“Then why don’t you give me company?” mom asked. I can’t believe she asked him to sleep with her right in front of me. They both completely forgot I’m in here.

“I would love that,” he said and kissed her neck.

“Now come on, I’ll help you with the dishes. Let’s put this beauty to sleep as soon as possible,” he said and got up.

He helped her in carrying the dishes to the kitchen. He was hugging her from the back and kissing her neck while she was washing dishes. Finally, she finished washing the dishes.

“Good night, Aravind, have sweet dreams,” mom said and went to her room with Suresh. He was having his hand on her ass as they walked in. And I went to my room.

I placed a few cameras and microphones without mom’s knowledge so that I can watch what they’re doing (only if I get bored.) But I decided to watch from the first minute as I was excited.

Mom sat beside Suresh on the bed.

“Sit in my lap Anita,” he said and lifted her by holding her hip and made her sit on his lap. He was kissing her back and slowly removed the strap of her dress. Mom held her breast part of her dress to prevent it from falling down. But he moved her hands and let the dress fall down.

“You got a beautiful pair Anita,” he said, kissing her neck and slowly squeezing her boobs.

He unpinned her bra and removed it. He circled around her both nipples with his fingers and suddenly pressed her nipples. Mom gave a loud moan.

“Now let’s inspect what’s between your legs, shall we,” he said and pulled her dress down completely and threw it away. He pressed her clit with her panty on.

“How long have you been wet down there?” he asked.

“Since you first kissed my hand in the school,” she said.

He slapped her clit. “Address me as sir,” he said.

“Ok, sir,” she replied like an obedient slave.

“Now get on your knees and do your job,” he said after slapping her melons. She kneeled down and removed his pant like a hungry whore that my mom had become. She rubbed his dick over the underwear.

“It’s so huge sir, do you think I can take it?” mom asked.

“Do you think I care? Now start sucking it,” he said.

Mom removed his underwear and held his dick firmly, and felt its hardness. It really was big. She peeled down his foreskin and kissed the head region. He held her head by the hair and forced his dick down to her throat. He let her gag for some time and took it out.

Mom took a moment to catch her breath. But he slapped her and asked her to start sucking. Mom obeyed that without hesitation. Then he made her stand and bend towards the bed and entered her pussy from behind. He held her hair as he rode her in the doggy style.

Slowly he kept increasing the thrust. Mom was moaning so loud that I would’ve heard her noise even if I didn’t place the mic. After 30 minutes, he took his dick out, pushed her on the bed, and came on her face.

Mom was so tired. But he wasn’t. He held her hand and took her to the bathroom. But I didn’t place a camera in there. It took another half an hour for them to come out, so obviously, they would have fucked. They came back to bed and kissed for some time and then slept cuddling.

To be continued.

This is a continuation of my story ‘Valentines Day Activities!’

So I got lucky with my landlady Shruti and neighbors Geeta and Athira aunty. My friends could make out that I had had sex, and they were curious to know about my partner.

On 14th February, Valentine’s day, there was an important submission. So all had come to college except for me. Our economics teacher was very angry at me.

She yelled at me in front of the class, “Meet me after college. I need to teach you a lesson for a late submission. What were you doing, sex?”

I replied, “Sorry, ma’am, it won’t happen again.”

Later, after college, I met our economics teacher, Revati, in her office. But she said she would talk to me in the conference room. While in the conference room, I got a call from Athira aunty, my neighbor. Revati asked me to put it on speaker.

Athira spoke, “Hello darling, Where are you? My husband is coming home tonight, and before that, I want to fuck you. When are you coming home?”

Before I could say anything, Revati ma’am spoke, “Athira, are you cheating on my brother with my student? I will teach both of you a lesson.” and she hung up.

She took me to her place. I explained all that had happened between Athira and me, like an innocent boy and me. She said, “I already knew about you and Athira. That’s why I wanted to have a chat with you.”

“So you want to sleep with me?” I replied.

“You have got it right, darling.”

Revati removed her clothes and pounced on me on the couch. She was a 34-year-old woman with long silky hair. Her kisses were like a dive in the ocean. Entering her was like a walk on a rainy day. We were enjoying each other on the couch just when the Principal arrived and caught us red-handed.

She said, “Revati, this is what you do with your students?”

“Ma’am, he is a good student of mine. And my hubby has a small penis,” Revati replied.

“So does he have a big one? Ask him to come with me to my room.”

Revati looked at me and asked me to go with her. The Principal held me and took me to her cabin, and latched the door. She was a 55-year-old woman with grey hair. She said, “Beta, What did you think? You will fuck a young teacher. I will spare you? I haven’t had sex for 5 years. I will make full use of your body.”

She pounced on me and started fucking me. She was very agile and powerful for an old lady. She fucked me for half an hour until she was exhausted. She then laid on their chair naked and asked me to leave. I dressed up and left while she was naked on her chair.

Without talking much to Revati Ma’am, I left quite embarrassed and reached my home. At 7 pm, Athira aunty came to my home and shouted, “My husband is coming back by 9. Quickly come and fuck me.” She took me to my room and fucked me hard.

Shruti aunty watched us have sex. Athira fucked me for about half an hour until her maid came to tell me that her husband had come home early. Athira aunty quickly dressed up and left for her home. Her maid was still there and saw me naked. She got turned on and came towards me and untied her hair.

I kissed Athira aunty’s maid in the heat of the moment, and slowly we got too close and started having sex. All this while, Swathi aunty, my landlady, was watching us. The maid fucked me for half an hour, and she left for her work. I was too exhausted and did not let Shruti aunty fuck me that night.

The next morning when I went to the college, I was shocked as everyone was paying attention to me. My sex with the principal madame had been recorded and had been leaked. Everyone had seen it.

My female friends were telling me bad things about me for fucking an old lady. To be frank, that video was cringy. The Principal called me to her cabin.

Principal: Sorry darling, yesterday I accidentally recorded our sex, and it got forwarded to my contacts. Now the college trust wants me to come clean on this. For that, they have suggested that we make our relationship public.

Me: But ma’am, we are not in a relationship!

P: Yes, but we can be in one. You are single. I am a widow. We fuck each other!

M: No, I don’t want to sleep with you again.

P: You will have to after I show you a video.

Principal ma’am pulled out her phone and showed me a video of me fucking Athira aunty’s maid. It was recorded by none other than Shruti aunty. I had guilt on my face while Principal ma’am came towards me and started kissing me.

She took me to the assembly hall and started making an announcement. She said, “Students, many of you might have seen my video, but now I want to clarify and make it public that I am in a relationship with one of our students.”

She took me to the center of the stage and kissed me. The crowd started cheering for us, and principal ma’am kept kissing me. She got horny and took me to her cabin.

A crowd was following us, but she did not care. She dropped my pants and started sucking my cock. Then she removed her saree and faced the wall while I fucked her from behind.

We were having sex in the doggy style, and there was a crowd outside her glass cabin watching us have sex. I was very much embarrassed but had no other choice but to be my Principal’s boyfriend.

This continued for a few months, where I had to have sex with the Principal every day. Everyone in the college knew me as the Principal’s boyfriend. But one day, she decided to take early retirement and live in her hometown in Udipi. I have no contact with her since then.

Now I have finished college and working in another city. But my experience with my Principal is always cherished by me.

If you like my experience, please do write to me at [email protected]. You can also read my other story here.

Hi sex cravers, this is Derek (name changed). I am here to tell you a story about how my bhabhi seduced me for sex. Her assets are 34-30-36. My bhabhi is fair and fleshy in the correct places. She looks like a bomb in western dresses.

About myself, as some of you guys might know, I am 20 years, 5.8 height and 8-inches-long, 3-inch width dick. The heroine of this story is my bhabhi Neha. My brother got married about a year ago and initially, I had no bad intentions on Neha Bhabhi.

We were good friends and it happened that in March my brother went for some business tour and asked me to stay with her in their home. So I went there as my college was closed due to lockdown and was pretty much bored.

We were open to each other so we had a really good time watching movies late at night, roaming around at night, drinking, and playing games.

Since there was no one at home except for the two of us, we usually tended to wake up at 1 pm to 2 pm and spend the rest of the day doing a bit of cooking and experimenting.

I and my bhabhi were very open and comfortable with each other so we shared a lot of stuff discussing the secrets of each other. When the lockdown was announced, we both were at home and bhaiya was stuck in Dubai but he was safe there.

Almost 15 days passed and nothing happened, but y brother’s wife got urges of having sex as she hasn’t had them in about a month.

Usually, my bhabhi wears pajamas and t-shirt in the house but she started changing dresses to small tight crop tops and skirts. I was astonished to see her. I was like damn and asked her, “What’s the special occasion?” She told me to take pictures of her as she was bored as hell.

I acted like a professional cameraman and we started the shoot in the kitchen, bedroom, and other places of the house. After all the pics, she confessed she has a deep desire of having a naked photoshoot but never got any chance to have one.

I was shocked to hear this. I can’t believe what I had just heard so she continued that we both are like good friends so I can have that shoot here in the house as no one’s around and it’s a perfect time.

I replied, “Bhabhiii…”

She interrupted me in between and said, first of all, call me Neha

I said – Okay bhabhi…okay Neha.

I was confused but within a few minutes, she convinced me with her innocent puppy face and looks and I agreed to do it. So to make it look more erotic, I asked her to striptease but in slow-motion and was taking pics.

I stopped her and asked her to pour some chocolate on her body and I took pics of her. My bulge was easily seen in my pajamas and while taking close-up pics it even bumped her head.

So after some intimate pics, my bhabhi removed her undergarments and she was clean shaved. I couldn’t take away my eyes from her body to which she blushed and said, “Concentrate on your work.”

It was such a distraction that I wasn’t able to take pics. So after much trial, we got some good shots and I showed them to her. She was in such an excitement to see it and went to take a bath.

I interrupted her and said, “Why waste the chocolate? Let me lick it completely.” She blushed and went for a bath and came back wearing just a bathrobe. Surprisingly, she wasn’t wearing anything inside. I could see the area of her wet, round, soft boobs that were wet and her nipples poking out of it.

Till then, I was trying to manage my hard-on and was sorting out the pictures and deleting the unwanted/blurred pics. My bhabhi came towards me and sat just next to me touching my body. I could smell her freshness and she told me that she loved the photo shoot.

With a kinky voice, I asked her, “What’s my reward?” and she looked at me directly in the eyes and planted a kiss on my lips.

It was unexpected and I was in a bit of shock. I kissed her back pulling her towards me and we lip-locked for about 10 minutes. We both fell on the bed still lip-locked and it was like for how long we both have been waiting for this moment.

I started licking her boobs and was playing with her nipples and bit them in between. She went nuts having that feeling. She sat and removed her clothes along with my clothes.

Neha bhabhi sat on her knees with her eyes wide open looking at my tool and with a happy face started to lick it and stroke it. I held my bhabhi’s hair and pushed her deep till her throat was striking my dick head. I ejaculated in a while and she drank every drop of it.

I lay her down on her bed and started to lick her pussy with my tongue deep inside her hole and she agonized as I went in deep and further.

My bhabhi released all her liquid within minutes and I started to insert my tool inside. She had such a tight pussy that I feel this bitch hasn’t even been used to her full potential.

I gave a hard push and half of my dick was inside her and she moaned. With a huge force, I inserted my full dick inside her and bhabhi screamed so loudly that I lip-locked her so that her moans don’t reach out to the neighbors.

Neha bhabhi scratched my back while bearing the pain and as she was calm, I started to make movements. I started banging her with full thrust and in a while we changed positions and she was riding on top.

Bhabhi’s melons were bouncing which I squeezed with my hand and started playing alongside them. She ejaculated and was tired but I was still not done so I started banging her in doggy style, holding her hairs. Within 15 minutes, we both ejaculated at the same time.

We both started to kiss each other and slept naked hugging each other with my dick still in her pussy. I woke up in a while looking at her beautiful face and her body.

My dick again got an erection and I started banging my bhabhi while she was still sleeping. She woke up and asked me to go slow as she was mine completely from now on.

Neha bhabhi ejaculated again and sucked my dick to calm it down further. She got weak and she was having difficulty walking as well. We had a bit of snack and made a pack to be naked for a complete week.

I decided to enjoy the moment to the fullest so I started dominating her. I pulled out a chain and tied it around her neck and then to the bed. The next 24 hours will be hell for her.

The rest of the story will be narrated in part 2. I hope you all enjoyed it. Please share your feedback on [email protected]

Based on your feedback I will come up with more of my incidents. Feel free to ping me if you want me to satisfy you on chat.

Narrated by Swati

Hi, main Swati. Episode 43 mein aaplogo ne dekha ki kaise maine dubara apne papa ko lubhane ka khel shuru kardi. Maa se chup chup kar papa ke sath badmashiya karne mein mujhe kafi maza aa rahi thi.

Mujhe ye pata chal gaya ki mujhe shorts mein dekh mere papa ko halki uttejna hui thi. Ye baat mere mann mein ghull gayi hai. Ab main aur zyada aur har maoke par apne papa ke sath masti mazaak mein lagi hui thi.

Dopahar ke khane ke beech bhi kai baar meri nazar papa par thi. Par maa ke hone ke karan main koi badmashi bhari harkat nahi kar rahi thi. Khana khane ke baad main apne room ko chali gayi.

Kuch 20 minute baad jab main room se bahar nikli to dekhi ki maa kahi ja rahi thi. Papa living room mein baithe TV dekh rahe the.

Main maa ko poochi: Aap abhi kaha ja rahe ho?

Maa tana marti hui boli: Tumhare tarah nahi jo bas apne bistar par hi padi rahe. Main Mishra aunty ke yaha ja rahi hun, kaam hai.

Main bhi chidti hui boli: Agar main kahi jaun bahar to das sawaal to aap bhi karti ho aur pura pahad utha leti ho.

Maa chidti hui bina kuch bole ghar se nikal jaati hai. Tab main darwaza lock kar living mein baithe apne papa ko dekhi. Woh ab tak mujhe dekh rahe the. Lekin jaise hi main unhe dekhi to woh nazar wapas TV ke taraf le liye.

Main living ko apne papa ke paas gayi aur unke bagal main aith gayi. Papa kuch na bole aur TV par hi nazar lagaye rakhe. Tab main baat chedne ke liye poochi: Waise Amit bhaiya kidhar hai aaj?

Papa: Uska aaj bhi koi interview hai.

Main: Aaj? Kal to kuch nahi bataye woh.

Papa: Haan mujhe bhi aaj subah hi bataya.

Main papa ke baazu par kohni maar kar boli: To matlab main papa ke sath akeli hun ab.

Papa mujhe dekh apne gale se thuk nigal kar bole: Haan, to kya hua?

Woh mujhe dekh rahe the to maine aankh mardi aur boli: Jaise kal raat hum akele the.

Papa nazar wapas TV par lagakar bole: Mmm, to… to kya hua.

Main: Hmm… kuch nahi, bas bol rahi thi.

Papa koi jawaab nahi de rahe the. Mano unhe pata ho ki woh kuch bhi bole main kuch na kuch utpataang hi bolungi.

Main fir unke baanye baah se chipak kar baithi aur boli: Maa kab tak aayegi kuch bataya kya aapko?

Woh bole: Pata nahi bol rahi thi shaam 4 ya 4:30 tak aa jayegi.

Main ghadi ke taraf dekh boli: Hmmm… chalo achcha hai, mujhe mere papa ke sath thoda zyada time milega ab… woh bhi akele.

Papa halke se khaste hue bolte: Akele? Usme kya hai.

Ye kahkar woh mere hatho se apne bazu churaye. Fir mujhe apne seene se satakar pyar se bole: Tumhare liye to mera poora time hai beta.

Main tab sar upar kar bholi aankho ke sath boli: Sachchi?

Papa apne doosre hath se mere gaal ko sahlate hue bole: Haan sachchi.

Main: To na aaj se aap mere kamre mein aake so jao.

Papa achanak se bole: Woh… woh kyu?

Main: Apna poora time dene ke liye, maa ko akele rahne do apne kamre mein, hahaha.

Papa mere naak ko pakad bole: Hat pagali, aise thodi hota hai.

Main: Kyu, kyu nahi ho sakta?

Papa: Nahi nahi, nahi ho sakta.

Main: Kyu, aap hi to bole apka poora time hai mera hai to ab kyu muh pher rahe hai.

Papa: Hahaha, maine waise thodi kaha. Chalo ab TV dekho chup chap.

Papa baat palatna chahte the par main kaha manne wali thi. Main boli: Kyu aap mere sath rahoge to koi pahad toot padega kya?

Papa TV ka remote lekar khud ko wyast dikhate hue bole: Offo, koi pahad nahi tootega.

Main: Haan to kya problem hai?

Papa: Kuch nahi, koi problem nahi hai. Tum ab badi ladki ho bachchi nahi ho.

Main: Haan to badi hun to kya main kya apne kamre mein nangi rahti hun jo aap nahi rah sakte?

Mere is achanak se bole baat par woh hadbadate hue bole: Are, pagali… maine waisa kab kaha.

Main: To? To kyu nahi rah sakte?

Papa: Uff tumhe samjhana mushkil hai.

Main: Samjhaiyena, tabhi to samjhungi.

Papa: Nahi, nahi samjhogi, tumhara badmashi wali dimaag nahi samjhegi, chalo hato.

Aisa kahte hue papa mere kandhe se apna hath hatakar mujhe alag karne lage. Par main bhi ziddi bankar unke seene se apna hath lipat kar chipak kar baith gayi aur boli: Waise bhi papa, aap mere papa hona.

Papa bole: Hahaha, ab kya tumhe us baat par bhi shak hai?

Main: Nahi, agar aap bolo ki main meri maa ki beti nahi hun to manungi par papa to aap hi ho mere.

Papa: Hahaha, kuch bhi. Tumhari maa hi tumhari maa hai aur main hi tumhara papa. Pagal ladki.

Main: To agar aap mere papa ho to…

Main maasoom aankhe banakar boli: To agar main apke samne nangi rahu to bhi kya problem hai waise?

Papa itne hakbaka gaye ke unke hath se unki remote gir padi. Woh hadbadate hue bole: Pro… problem hai, bohut problem hai. Chup raho ab.

Main: Kyu, kya problem hai, aap mere papa hona, aapne koansa mujhe dekha nahi bina kapdo ke?

Papa: Main? Main… maine kab dekha?

Main: Hahaha, jaise ki main to kapde pehanke payda hui thi.

Papa meri baat par hass pade aur bole: Hahaha, pagal, tab tum nanhi si chotu sa baby thi. Ab nahi.

Main jhoot moot ka udaasi shakal banati hui boli: Kyu, main ab aapki nanhi pari nahi hun?

Papa: Are beta, ab tum badi ho gayi ho. Maana main tumhara papa hi hun par jo bhi ho tum ab waise nahi ho.

Main apne hath unke seene se is beech unke kamar ke paas le gayi aur boli: Kyu kyu! Aapko mujhe bina kapdo ke dekh kuch kuch hota hai kya? Hahaha!

Papa: Are baba, tum na ekdam badmash ho gayi ho aur sath hi thodi besharam bhi.

Papa ke muh se mere liye besharam shabd sunn mere andar ek halki si masti phoot gayi.

Main: Main kaise besharam, bataiye to zara?

Papa: Aur nahi to kya? Aise sab baate kar rahi ho.

Main: Waise mere se zyada besharam to aap ho.

Papa neeche mere taraf dekh bole: Kyu? Main kaise?

Main upar unhe dekh apne honto ko dabakar pahle muskurayi aur fir boli: Bataun?

Papa ke mann mein sandeh tha ki main kya bolungi. Par fir bhi unhone poocha: Mmm… haan batao?

Maine apna hath unke god mein lund se thoda upar rakh boli: Aap apne payjame ke andar under wear nahi pehante ho, aur mujhe besharam kahte ho, hahaha!

Meri harkat aur baat par woh ghabrakar uth seedhe peet baithe. mere hath par halke se maar bole: Hat pagal, kuch bhi. Aise nahi karte.

Main: Kyu sach nahi hai kya? Aapne kaha pehna hai?

Woh mere hath ko hatate hue bole: Kuch bhi bolti rahti ho chalo hato.

Woh mujhe mere hath se pakad khud se alag kar diye aur apni janghe satakar baith gaye.

Main unhe chidati hui boli: Huh, khud to besharam bane ghumte hai aur mujhe kahte hai.

Papa: Maine payjama to pehna haina.

Main apni choti dress ke nichle hisse ko pakad besharmi ke sath uthake unhe meri choot se chipki kali panty dikhati hui boli: Dekhiye maine to andar bhi pehni hai aur aap ho yaha jo besharam ho.

Woh seedhe meri choot ke taraf meri panty ko dekhe. Fir aankh meench kar apne hath apne aankho par rakh bole: Uff beta, aise sab nahi karte.

Main ek hath se apni dress rakhi aur fir dusre se unke hath ko pakad unke ankho se hatakar boli: Aap to aise kar rahe hai jaise maine panty bhi nahi pehni ho.

Papa TV ke taraf dekhne lage aur bole: Tum na pagal ho, badi ho gayi par bilkul nadaan ho.

Par main to nadaani ka dhong kar rahi thi. Aur meri nadaani ka natak unke andar sahi asar kar raha tha. Unki dabi jangho ke beech, unke payjame par ek halka ubhaar uthne laga tha. Aur mujhe pata tha ki inhe aur kaise uksana hai.

Main: Waise papa…

Papa achanak se bole: Kuch papa wapa nahi chup chaap baitho ab.

Woh jhut mooth ka gussa dikha rahe the apne awaaz mein.
Main: Offo sunona papa, please.

Papa: Hmm… ab kya hai? Bolo?

Main apni ungli kaatti hui muskurati hui boli: Kal aapne meri panty ko kaha chupaye rakha sara time?

Papa: Chupaye… mujhe to yaad bhi nahi tha. Maine pocket mein rakh li thi fir bhool gaya, baad mein tumhare kamre mein aaya to yaad aaya to tumhe diya wapas.

Main: Achcha… agar maa dekhleti aaj apke payjame mein kisi ladki ki panty to apki halat kharab ho jati hahaha.

Papa: Hahaha, nahi nahi, aisa kuch nahi hota.

Main: Kaise. sochiye agar aapke office jane ke baad apke payjame ko maa dhone lejati to?

Papa: Woh main apne office baag mein rakh le gaya tha. Mujhe bhi darr tha usi baat ka aur tum utthi nahi thi us waqt wapas dene ke liye.

Main unki baat sun hass padi aur fir boli: To matlab aap meri panty ke sath pura waqt sath rahe.

Papa: Kya karu majboori thi.

Main chidaati hui boli: Majboori ya… pasand aa gayi meri panty, hahaha.

Papa muskurate hue bole: Hat, kuch bhi. Mujhe kyu pasand aayega?

Main bhawro ko uthakar boli: Kya pata, mmmm… shayad woh meri pehni hui panty thi to… usi liye shayad…

Papa ke muh mein kuch bolne ko tha hi nahi. Woh meri baat ko nazar andaaz karne ki koshish mein bole: Aisa kuch nahi hai. Tum ab kuch bhi mat bolo.

Papa uthne lage sofe se to main unke seene ko pakad dabakar wapas baithakar boli: Kaha chale?

Papa: Bas apne room ja raha tha.

Main: Kyu?

Papa: Tum bohut pareshaan kar rahi ho hahaha, usi liye.

Main: No, main nahi jane doongi.

Mujhe pata tha ki papa mujhse peecha chura ke bhaagne ke firaak mein hai.

Papa: Are jane dona mujhe, chalo choro.

Main: No, yahi baithiye.

Papa tab bhi zor lagakar uthne lage, aur waise bhi papa ke barabar to meri takat bhi nahi ki unhe pakad ke roku.

Woh uthte hue bole: Tum yahi raho, main jakar aata hoona, chodo.

Par mujhe pata tha ki unhe kaise wapas baithana hai. Main pahle unke kamar ko pakadi aur fir jaan boochkar hath seedhe unke payjam ke samne unke lund par dabochi.

Unka lund payjame ke andar tann chuka tha. Shayad meri baato ka asar tha. Main unke lund ko kapde ke upar se pakad dabati hui unhe wapas sofe par kheech boli: Baithiye yaha, nahi jaane dungi.

Papa kuch bol hi nahi paaye. Us ek pal mein maano unki duniya palat gayi thi. Woh chup chap waise hi aadha khade rahe aur fir turant wapas baith gaye. Shayad unhone socha ki main hath hatalungi. Par main nikli badmaash.

Waise hi payjame ke sath unke tane akaar ko apni naazuk hatho mein pakad unhe dekh boli: Hmmm aise hi baithe rahiye, nahi chorne wali ab main.

Papa: Chalo ab choro baith gaya na wapas.

Main: Nahi, kahi aap bhaag gaye to. Main pakdi rahungi aapko… aise hi.

Papa: Offo, choro beta.

Main kafi dheere se kapde ke beech unke lund ko upar neeche dheere dheere sahlakar boli: Kyu, main nahi chorne wali ab.

Papa to maano honto ko dabakar baith gaye mano unke paas kahne ko kuch mill hi na raha ho ya fir… ya fir unhe maza aa raha tha. Woh wapas TV ke taraf dekh rahe the aur main wapas unke seene par sar rakh baith gayi. Par apni hath unke lund ke upar se nahi chori.

Dheere dheere main apne hatho ko hilati hui kabhi unke lund ko upar aur fir wapas neeche ko sahlati hui unhe aur zyada uttejit karne lagi. Seene par rakhi mere sar par saaf ehsaas ho rahi thi ki kaise unka dill ab tezi se dhadak raha tha.

Sath hi kabhi kabhi unka tana hua sakt lund paijame ke andar se hi meri hatheli par jhatka mar jata. Kuch der baad main bhi samajh gayi ki papa ab mujhe shayad mana nahi karenge.

To maine apni hath thodi si unke lund ko upar neeche sahlane to kabhi dabane lagi. Waise sach kahu to papa ke lund ka akaar mujhe bhi uttejit kar rahi thi. Ek taraf se ye sochna ki kabhi isi lund ne mujhe banaya tha. Woh baat mere andar alag si masti bikher rahi thi.

Unke lund ko sahlate hue ye soch rahi thi ki isi lund ne kabhi meri maa ko chodh kar mujhe banaya tha. Ye soch mere rag rag mein ichcha bada rahi thi. Woh ichcha ki ek baar ise apni aankho se dekh paaun, ek ichcha ki ise apne muh mein le saku.

Papa to maano pathar ban gaye the. To sochi ki ab main hi kuch bolu. Main upar unko dekh poochi: Papa?

Woh tab mujhe neeche dekh bole: Mmmm

Bas ek “mmmm”, mann hi mann mein has padi ki bechare papa ke paas kahne ko sachme shabd nahi the.

Main halki muskaan ke sath boli: Ye aapka ye…. itna bada kyu hai?

Papa aankhe phaad mujhe dekhne lage ki maano maine koi bawandar hi pooch liya ho.

Papa: Ka… kya? Kya bada?

Tab maine neeche ko dekh unke lund ko payjame ke sath pakad kheech boli: Ye papa, apka ye itna bada kyu ho gaya.

Unhone turant mere hath ko pakad usse hata liya aur bole: Offo, tum na kuch zyada hi pooch rahi ho. Hatao hath.

Main: Kal raat bhi woh aise hi bann gaya tha, bataiyena kyu.

Papa: Kal raat, kal kab?

Main: Offo papa… jaise ki apko pata nahi, bhole mat baniye.

Papa: Bholi to tum ban rahi ho. Kuch bhi pooch leti ho.

Tab main papa ke taraf mud kar baith gayi aur boli: Dekhiye mujhe pata hai. Kal raat bhi mujhe pata chal raha tha ki kaise apka woh bada ho gaya mere pakadne se, ab aap chupao mat.

Papa bas mujhe ek baar dekhe aur wapas TV dekhne lage ya fir dekhne ka natak karne lage.

Main: Aap kyu itna sharma rahe hai. Koi to hai nahi aur, to batane mein kya ja raha hai. Waise bhi mere papa se hi to pooch rahi hun, kaonsa kisi aur ladke se pooch rahi hun.

Papa: Tumna bohut zyada pagal ho gayi ho. Mujhe nahi batana ye sab.

Main muh phulati hui boli: Ok mat bataiye, main Amit bhaiya se pooch lungi.

Papa ghabrate hue bole: Nahi nahi, pagal usse mat poochna ye sab.

Main: Kyu main to poochungi, aapko to batana nahi haina, main unhi se poochungi.

Mujhe pata tha ki papa se ye baat hazam to door aisa kuch hone ke bare mein socha bhi nahi jayega. Ki main is bare mein Amit bhaiya se poochu. Aisa to koi bhi papa apni beti ke liye nahi sochega aur yahi hua.

Papa: Dant padegi ab tumhe, kisi aur se ye sab nahi poochna.

Main: To bataiye, aap bataiye warna main Amit bhaiya se hi poochungi.

Papa mathe par sar rakh bole: Offo, ok bataunga par ye galat hai.

Main: Papa, aapke saath mujhe kuch galat nahi lagega aap batao. Saari duniya mein main aapko sabse kareeb maanti hun, aap batao ab.

Papa kuch second chup rahe mano woh bolna to chahte hai par bol nahi rahe.
Main wapas unke kareeb hokar baithi aur seedhe apna baaya hath unke payjame par rakhne gayi. To woh mere hath ko pakad bole: Are… hath hatao.

Main: Aap bata nahi rahe to sochi main zara hath lagake dekhu.

Papa lambi saans chorte hue bole: Huffff… par ye baat kabhi koi aur na jane… samjhe.

Main: Hmmm ok papa, promise.

Papa: Woh usko hath lagane se woh bada hota hai thora.

Main: Thora? Ye thora hai?

Papa: Are matlab, dekho jawab pe sawal mat karo, warna nahi bataunga.

Main: Ok ok, nahi poochungi. Aap batao.

Papa: Woh… use koi hath lagaye na to woh kuch hota hai aur woh thora bada ho jata hai.

Main mann hi mann hass rahi thi ki papa kitne ghabra rahe the aur kya ulta seedha jawaab de rahe the. Woh idhar udhar dekh bolne ko jawaab dhoond rahe the. Jab main hath badayi aur seedhe unke payjame par unke tane ubhaar ko pakadti hui unke lund ko apne hath mein le li.

Woh achanak se uchal pade aur bole: Offo… pakdo mat choro.

Par is baar woh apne hath se mere hath ko nahi pakde. Shayad unke mann mein tha ki main pakdi hi rahoon aur choru nahi. Main use pakad dheere se uske akaar ko apne hath main naapti hui boli: Agar ye thora bada hua hai to kya normaly aapka isse bass kam bada hota hai?

Papa: Huffff! Ab kya batun tumhe. Use choro bhi.

Main unke lund ko chori aur apni janghe thodi si phailaayi. Fir apni baanyi hath se apni dress ke nichle hisse ko upar utha kar rakhi. Fir dusre hath se unke hateli ko pakar apni panty ke upar apni choot par rakh boli: Aap bhi choo kar dekho.

Papa turant apana hath kheech liye. Par main choori nahi aur unki hath pakad kheech unki ungliyo ko panty ke upar se ragadti hui boli: Aap to bachcho jaise sharma rahe hai papa. Main aapki chuyi na… to aap bhi chuo meri.

Papa ab bhi hath wapas kheech rahe the to main boli: I promise papa, main kisi ko nahi bataungi.

Tab shayad unhe thodi rahat mili aur woh apna hath kheechna band kar diye. Main unke hath ko apni choot par rakh chor di. Woh apni ungli wahi rakhe rahe par bilkul na hilaye. Ye ek pal hum dono ki zindgi badalne wali thi, mere hath mein unka lund tha aur unki ungliya meri choot par.

Lekin dono hi kapdo ke upar se.

Main: Papa… ek cheez maangu aapse?

Papa: Ab kya?

Main honto ko kaat boli: Mujhe dekhna hai.

Woh aankhe phaad mujhe dekhne lage aur bole: Nahi nahi, bilkul nahi.

Mujhe pata tha ki unhe kaise manana hai. Main sofe se neeche utari aur fir unhe peet dikhakar khadi ho gayi, sar ghumakar unhe dekhi to woh pooche: Ab kya karne ja rahi ho?

Main unhe waise hi palat kar dekhti hui apni choti dress ko pakad upar uthaayi. Fir apni panty ko utaarti hui jhuk kar unhe apni nangi gand ka nazara deti hui panty nikal daali.

Papa mujhe dekh bole: Tum… tum kar kya rahi ho?

Main panty ko wahi floor par chor wapas baith boli: Ab aap sharmana band karo aur dikhao mujhe.

Ye kahti hui main apni jangh ko khol apni dress upar ki. Aur unhe apni nangi halki balo wali choot dikhati hui boli: Aap meri dekho aur mujhe apna dikhao.

Papa: Par… par Swati ye galat hai.

Ab tak woh mujhe beta bula rahe the. Ab unke muh se Swati shabd se zahir tha ki unke mann mein kuch badlaao aa raha tha. Main unke hath ko pakad wapas usi tarah unki ungliya meri choot ki halki nami wali honto se lagakar boli: Aap choo kar bhi dekhlo.

Woh shyad ab uttejit ho gaye the. Kyu ki is baar woh apna hath nahi hataye. Aur meri choot ki honto par apni ungliyo se dheere dheere kafi dheere choo kar sahlane lage. Aise ki mano koi bachcha dar darr kar kisi cheez ko choo raha ho.

Main: Chaliye ab mujhe dikhao aap.

Main uth kar apne ghutno par sofe par khadi hui aur apni choot par unki ungliyo ko lagakar boli: Aap meri choo kar dekhiye main aapki.

Nadaan banne ke iss khel ka maza hi kuch aur thi. Bechare papa ki to halat kharab ho rahi thi. Aur ab woh kisi bhi cheez par na nahi kah rahe the. Main waise hi ghutno par rahkar thodi jhuki. Aur neeche hath le jakar unke paijame ke naade ko khol dheela ki aur fir kheech kar neeche ki.

Kisi tanne dande ke tarah unka lund bahar mere taraf uchal pada. Isse dekh main itni romanchit ho uthi ki meri jangho ne unki hath ko meri choot par halke se daba di. Main unke lund ko dekh aise muh banayi mano main kisi lund ko pahli baar dekh rahi hun, main boli: Itna bada!

Papa kuch na bole main unke lund ko apne hath mein leli. Aur alag alag dishao mein ghumati hui use har tarf se dekhne lagi.

Main unke taraf sar ghumakar boli: Papa… apka to bohut bada hai.

Meri is baat par papa ke chehre par ek sharm bhari muskaan aa gayi. Aur woh dheere se bole: Ho gaya na, dekh lina, ab band kare.

Main upni hath apne dress ke andar le gayi. Unka hath jo meri choot par bina hile chipki hui thi use pakad aage peeche hilati hui apni choot par ragti hui boli: Aap bhi achche se choo kar dekhona.

Maine apna hath hatali. Par is baar papa apni ungliyo ko hilate hue meri choot ki honto ka anumaan lagane lage. Main us masti mein unke lund ke chamde ko pakad upar neeche hilane lagi.

Woh bhi dheere dheere apni ungli ki zor badate gaye aur mujhe maza aane lagi. Woh meri shakal ko dekh jaan gaye aur bole: Pata hai Swati, ye galat hai… hame nahi karna chahiye ye.

Main: Shhh… aap mere papa hai, mujhe galat nahi lag raha.

Papa: Haan, tumhara papa hun beta, usi liye ye galat hai. Hame ye bilkul bhi nahi karni chahiye.

Main unke lund ko chor kar seedhi uth khadi hui aur fir ghumti hui boli: Aap bas chup raho… ek aur cheez dikhati hun aapko.

Itna kah kar main unhe ab peet dikhakar ghutno par sofe par thi. Mere paaw unki god mein lund ke paas. Main seedhe aage ko jhuki. Unke taraf apni gand dikhati hui ghutno par kutiya bani aur fir boli: Meri dress uthao.

Woh bina kuch bole mere dress ke nichle hisse ko pakad meri gand se utha kar meri kamar par rakh diye. Main apni ek hath peeche le gayi aur apni gand ko pakad phaila kar apni pyari si choti si gand ki ched dikhakar boli: Ye dekhiye.

Papa meri gand ki ched par dekhte rahe mano kho gaye ho aur tab main boli: Haat lagaiyena.

Papa: Nahi, nahi waha sab nahi.

Main: Please papa, main boli na kisi ko nahi bolungi.

Papa kampte hato ko meri gand ke peeche le gaye. Fir ehsaas hua ki kaise unki sakt ungliya meri mulayam gand ki muh par chhune lagi. Sach kahu to ye maza is duniya mein koi aur nahi de sakta. Bas ye sochne mein hi ki mere apne papa meri gand ko choo rahe the, ye baat mujhe ek alag hi maza de rahi thi. Baap beti ka sex kuch alag hi hota hai.

Kuch second baad main palat kar unhe dekhti hui boli: Ek aur cheez bataun papa apko? Kisi ko aap bhi mat baiyega.

Papa: Kya?

Waise to mere papa the woh aur mujhse zyada jante hi the. Par main unke samne ye nadaan aur masumiyat ka dhong kar kafi kuch pana chahti thi.

Main boli: Mujhe na ek cheez aur pata hai jo aapko bilkul nahi pata.

Papa: Kya?

To be continued.

My name is Menma (fake name, of course). When this incident with my naked mother happened, my age was 19. It happened during summer vacation, after school. It was a hot summer day, and I woke up with a hard-on and a bed full of sweat.

It was too hot, early in the morning, and everything irritated me. The way I was sleeping, the way I woke up, even the sun was too bright! And now I had a pee and had to dress – what a bad start.

I went to the bathroom. I had to walk downstairs and then past the kitchen. There it was, the bathroom I was running for. While I was peeing, I couldn’t control my pee because of my hard-on.

After peeing, I was so frustrated that I just turned on the shower with full cold water and went under it with my clothes on. It felt refreshing like my soul just found peace. I removed my clothes and stood there jerking off my morning wood while cooling off.

When I was finished, I remembered that I forgot to take my towel and clothes with me. I was considering wearing the same wet clothes. It was actually not a bad idea! With this heat, my cloth would be dried in some minutes.

When I was about to put them on, I heard my mom turning on the boiler for some morning tea. I yelled out.

Me: Amma! Can you bring me a towel? I forgot!

She didn’t respond.

I yelled again!

Me: Amma!?

I could hear her walking away from the kitchen and upstairs to her bedroom. I thought, ‘Is she deaf or something? Is she going back to sleep? Jesus, she must have been really tired.’

Anyway, with her back sleeping, I could just walk to my room naked. I went out and was in the kitchen when I heard her walking down the stairs again. I panicked and ran back to the bathroom and shut the door. I was not sure if she saw anything, but my heart started to pump really hard.

I was by the sink when the door slowly opened. There she was, my mom. She was standing there with a laugh on her face, looking at my bare-naked ass.

Mom: I just saw you running inside the bathroom naked! So, I just had to take a look!

She said while laughing.

Mom: It reminded me of when you were a kid. You were not amused to take a shower. I had to hunt you down while you were running around naked.

She laughed even harder now. I didn’t know how to react. I was in shock. I snapped and yelled.

Me: Shut the door, mom!

And she snapped out of it, said sorry while laughing, and closed the door. She left the towel to hang by the door. I dried myself, covered my lower half with the towel, and went out. And there she was by the kitchen table, sipping her morning tea.

She was beautiful, all right! And sexy too! She gave birth to me when she was only 19. Now 19 years later, there she was with her tea, sitting on her soft round asses. It gave her nighty a fine bulk, and her flat stomach made the perfect curved transformation.

To top everything, she had some perfect boobs. That was actually impressive to be that age. Not the size but the way it was not hanging too much, it was still firm and was forming a fine cleavage on her nighty V neck. Her skin color is not fair but not dark either, a latté skin It was.

The way she was sitting, you should have seen it! The sun was touching her half-face. She felt the warmth on her face. I noticed her upper lip was wet from her sweat, her sharp nose was widening while she smelled the tea. Her one eye was shining back at me with the sun reflecting when she looked up to see me.

She looked like a goddess. That’s when I felt bad for shouting. I told her right away

Me: Sorry that I panicked and shouted, mom!

Mom: Haha, no worries, baby. I understand why you reacted the way you did.

She noticed that I still felt a bit embarrassed, and she continued.

Mom: And remember, baby, I had seen you naked so many times when you were a kid. There is nothing to panic or feel shy about. I am your mother, after all.

I smiled back at her and said playfully.

Me: Watch out what you are saying, mom. With this hot weather, I might as well walk around naked.

She started to laugh and joked back with.

Mom: Then I have to hunt you down again.

We both laughed. I went to my room, wore a short over my boxer and a t-shirt and went down for breakfast.

The days went by, and we are already on the fifth day of my vacation. The sun was hitting our house even harder this day. There is only my mom and me in this big house.

My father left this house and this world already when I was 4 years old. My mom has been a widow since – a single mother that only wanted to take care of her son and nothing more. After my father’s death, my mom took over his small business and has been occupied by it ever since.

Now the business has grown, and her employees are doing most of the work. She is left with some paperwork by the end of the day. With my vacation going on, she left her manager to do the paperwork. She only took some calls to confirm.

She was planning to spend the whole summer with me. I enjoy traveling with mom and we planned to do that.

I was taking my third shower today. Yeah, it is weird. But with this weather and a sweaty body, you would have done the same. My mom was cooking something good in the kitchen.

I could smell fried chicken all the way into the shower… and fuck! I forgot my towel once again! The second time today, I yelled once again.

Me: Amma! I forgot my towel again! Please could you bring me one!?

She was in the middle of cooking and yelled back.

Mom: Not now!

Like I had a second option over here? I yelled back.

Me: Then how am I going to come out?!

Mom: Just put on your old clothes!

Me: No way! It is full of sweat. I just took a shower, na!

Then there was a small pause, and she yelled back.

Mom: Just get it yourself. I have seen you anyway!

I was shocked to hear this. I was embarrassed. At the same time, the thought of walking around our house naked gave me a small boner. I thought, why not? It is natural, and she is my mom after all.

Me: Just close your eyes if you want, I’m coming out!

I opened the door slowly and looked around. The air that hit my skin felt so good. It started to dry my wet skin right away. It was like sunbathing after a dip in the sea. I walked past the hallway and had to pass the kitchen to get to the stairs.

And there she was again, bending down to take the chicken out of the oven. Her round ass was pointing right in my direction. My dick was starting to point right at her ass. I stood there and watched her lifting the hot plate over to the stove.

The back of her dress was stuck between her ass crack and gave me a fine view of her round ass. My dick was now pointing right towards her back of the head. She gave a big proud breath and was about to turn around. I snapped out of it.

When our eyes met, I quickly covered my hard dick with both of my hands and started walking as if nothing happened. She started to laugh.

Mom: Hands up! If you run, I will hunt you down, dirty boy!

I started to run upstairs. I could hear her laughter all the way up. I went into my room. My dick was still hard. I was confused about the way I was feeling. The guilt rushed suddenly through my body. I felt bad, but still, my dick said something else.

I touched my 7inch dick. It felt good, better than ever before. I grabbed around my thick dick, my hand started to work its way back and forth. I was standing completely naked in my bedroom, stroking my 7-inch-thick cock. It felt really good.

Suddenly my mom entered my mind. I imagined her round ass. I felt shocked throughout my whole body. The current went from my whole body and pointed on the tip of my cock. I felt a pleasure I never felt before. My whole body was bending.

My dick was pointing straight up to the ceiling. In a second, I shot a beam of cum. It went so fast, nearly touched the ceiling. Before my cum had time to fell down, the second wave just went out again, and another wave and another. Shit, I just orgasmed like a crazy bitch.

The body felt so relaxing. I released my breath I was holding for so long. My feet just gave up on me. I fell on the floor with my knee, still holding around my cock. At the same speed of light, the guilt hit me with a shame, a shame that wanted to cover my face.

I jumped over to the bed, covered my face into the pillow, and was laying there for 10 minutes, till I heard

Mom: Dinner is ready!

I went up, found my towel, dried my back with it, and then started to wipe out my cum on the floor with it. I was still naked. While wiping, my cock started to grow again. The thought of my mom came back and forth. I was trying my best to avoid it, but it forced its way back to my mind.

My cock was semi-hard again. My mind told me: Why are you avoiding it? It feels good. Just enjoy it. I want to feel more of this!

To be continued.

It is a slow start to this lewd tale about my naked mom, but as I said, be patient. If you want to give me feedback, my email is [email protected].

Jan 2019: I joined Deepu’s team. I was like a corporate slave.

There isn’t a single male, including the security guards of our Gurgaon office, who doesn’t want to fuck our sales manager. Deepanjali is simply irresistible. She’s a hot Punjabi girl with natural assets. She also does Pilates to shape her voluptuous body.

I’ve spent many hours trying to count the number of ways in which her lower body is curved. There are steep slopes on both sides of her torso, from her boobs to waist. There is a curve from her mid-back to a raised bubble butt. The hips start curving down to her thighs.

Even her crotch is slightly curved down, and her flat abs have a slight ridge that curves inward from navel to deep cleavage. To top it all, she had her belly button pierced recently and got her long hair cut into steps.

I regularly fantasized about kissing every inch of her curves and pulling her hair while banging her in the doggy style. I was forced to shed all decency and shag in the office bathroom many times.

Feb 2020: She’s my Valentine

Deepu and I were in an unknown relationship for more than one year. I’m Shiven, 25 years old handsome Jat, very fair and a 6 footer. I joined as an intern and worked my way up to a senior associate level before joining Deepu’s team. Deepu had joined as a management trainee and become a senior manager.

In our corporate journey, we had shared many happy moments and become best friends. I was a bashful guy but always managed to get along with Deepu. She knew I had a crush on her but maintained her ignorance of the fact. We were in a comfort zone with each other.

She would bring coffee for me, while I would hold her hand at the slightest excuse, even if she had to get down from the office cab. I’d cook for her and bring lunch every day. She would comment on my food, like the rich spoilt girl who never stepped into the kitchen.

In loud places, she touched her boob on my chest and speak in my ear, swinging her silky hair seductively in my face. It was such a nice feeling that we didn’t want to ruin by having a messy affair. She didn’t mind, rather loved it, when I gave her a red rose on Valentine’s Day.

That evening her rich husband sent her diamond earrings and flew out of town for business. She took me to CP, and we partied till 2am. We could’ve fucked that night, but our friendship was too precious to lose.

May 2020: We hit troubled waters.

Our company supplies packaged food to airlines. We were struggling due to flight restrictions during the lockdown. After a particularly stressful day, I tried to lighten Deepu’s mood and approached her with some food samples. She tasted some olive salad, but her mind was elsewhere. Concerned, I asked her:

Shiven: What up?

Deepu: Annie (client) is leading us nowhere.

Shiven: She’s a bitch. Ignore her.

Deepu: It’s not that simple. I’m on a performance plan

A ‘performance plan’ meant that Deepanjali had to meet her targets in 6 months or face the consequences. So she asked me to set up a meeting with Annie. After I chased Annie for 2 weeks, we finally met one evening at a 5-star hotel.

I have to admit, the bitchy Annie was a hot property from Chennai. She had a dusky golden complexion and a trim figure with flat abs. Her suggestive smile and kinky attitude were giving me a boner. She had come along with a senior male colleague.

When we said goodbye, the stocky man with greying hair hugged Deepu like he owned her.

Deepu was flustered and called me to the women’s room. I had a gut feeling that the client must’ve asked her for sexual favors. She looked at me and spoke seriously.

Deepu: Dammit, we don’t have any choice.

Shiven: No way, Deepu, you’re too rich to care for this job. Just say no.

I was very possessive about Deepu and angry that someone was trying to get her booty.

Jun 2020: A big compromise

She’s 27, four years older than me, and married. But still, I loved her because she’s fiercely independent. It wasn’t just physical attraction. I admired her courage and cared for her as a friend.

The prospect of her sleeping with that arrogant guy was breaking my heart. Still, she needed my support, so I tried to console her:

Shiven: Deepu, if you have to do it, pretend it’s a bad dream and forget it.

Deepu: It’s not me, dear. Annie wants “you” for the weekend

I took a minute to digest the news. So Annie wanted me as a fuck buddy, and my dear Deepu had sold me out to her! I realized I had to be a proper male escort for Annie. I would go out and party with her, then make her feel special like a queen. I broke into a cold sweat.

Shiven: I …er… am not sexually active

Deepu: Listen to me, you’re just nervous. Make her happy, or else we’ll be literally fucked.

I didn’t mind banging that bitch, but I had only recently broken my virginity with a prostitute. I wasn’t even good at missionary sex. Whenever I went to any brothel house, I lasted less than 5 minutes.

Deepu was ashamed, but she had no choice. If she wanted to get Annie’s business, she had to please her. She held my hand and spoke to me:

Deepu: If you’re shy, you can do it with me first

I looked at Deepu like a lost dog found by its owner. I could do anything for a chance to kiss Deepu, and here she was, offering herself completely.

The next day was a Saturday. Deepu turned up at my flat. I opened the door in my shorts and t-shirt. Deepu looked excited. She opened her arms for a hug with an excited, “Ta-da!” I hugged her yummy size 36 bust with a comfy, “Umm.”

She was in a coffee-colored saree with her hair was open after a long time. I bunched her hair, held it on one side, and questioned with my eyes. Smiling shyly, she put two fingers in her hair, like scissors, and did a cutting action.

She’d gone for a haircut that morning. The heavy blunt haircut had a sexy curve in the end. When she turned around, it’s shorter length allowed a sneak peek at her silky back through the ‘U’ shape opening of her blouse. The thick dark locks grazing her collar bone contrasted like day and night.

I ran my finger from her eyebrow along the jawline and tucked her hair behind her ear. Usually, she wore western formals to the office without any makeup. That day she was wearing maroon lipstick on her rose petal lips along with mascara on her eyelids, sharply pointed like a fish at the end.

The already big eyes looked like deep oceans with the bluish eyeshadow surrounding them. I was losing my focus. Her long sharp nose was irresistible, so I started by kissing it delicately.

She pushed me to the wall with her saree pallu falling off and interlocked her soft fingers with mine, saying:

Deepu: Oh, Shivi, we waited so long.

Shiven: Ya Deepu, too long

We realized what fun we were missing for our silly jobs. The romance was real, and nothing else mattered. Deepu sighed with pleasure as I planted small kisses along her smooth neck. I shared my bottled up feelings with Deepu for the first time.

Shiven: I’m going crazy Deepu, your hair is sexy, boobs are lovely, and your whole body is yummy.

Deepu: I’m all yours, Shivi, eat me.

She opened her blouse and started licking her own tits one by one. I went crazy looking at her horny behavior and put my mouth to her D cup melons. I licked and kissed every curve of her waist till her navel. Then started from her toes upwards. Deepu showed me how to finger a woman’s cunt properly.

Then I couldn’t hold any longer and asked her to fuck me. She mounted me and rode like a cowgirl, swinging her beautiful assets in my face. I held a v-shaped figure like a trophy and learned how to control my ejaculate.

She came down and asked me to give cum shots on her pretty face. I then splattered semen on her mouth and in her hair. She sucked my cock and asked me to wear a condom for the next fuck session.

July 2020: Man on a mission

After fucking Deepu for an entire week, I had become a new man. I could last longer and make a lady climax several times in the same night. Deepu gave me the day off to relax and restore my cum for Friday night.

I dressed up and met Annie in a pub that evening. She looked tempting in a black pencil skirt and a pinstriped white shirt. Her long straight hair was in u-cut till mid-back. She had colored it brown with gold highlights. I looked at her wide sultry lips and went kissed her right away.

Annie was 31 with no kids or a husband. She was truly a corporate slut. A sexy, horny bitch with a model-like figure. I pressed her ass, and she smiled like a whore. Leaving our drinks unfinished, she took me to her hotel room.

I was amazed to see her perfect gym body and immediately got an erection. Annie approved of my long and strong cock. She rolled a condom on me with her sexy fingers. After teasing her for a while, I made her lie on her stomach and raised her ass to mount her pussy in lazy dog style.

Holding her hair, I fucked her like a dog, slapping her ass until she started making orgasmic sounds. She didn’t let me leave the room for the next two days, and we fucked at least 10 times.

On Sunday evening, when we finally vacated the room, I had scratches on my back and arms from her long nails. She had bite marks all over her chest and neck, some of which she couldn’t even hide. I gave her swollen lips a final kiss and took her panties as my prize.

Aug 2020: The extended honeymoon for lovers in the time of pandemic.

By August, it was clear that the pandemic is not going away. Most of the sales team, including Deepu and I, we’re allowed to work from home. Deepu spent most of the days with me and some nights when her guy was not at home. We kept fucking day and night except when Annie had a booty call.

I would take a day off to visit my parents in the village, but I would be banging Annie all night long in reality. The honeymoon continued till November, and we got the month of December off.

Deepu’s husband was also at home, so she couldn’t come to meet me that month. Annie used the opportunity well and kept me in her flat for the entire month.

Jan 2021: The promotion

I went with an aching heart for the first day of office in the new year. I’d missed Deepu and waited desperately for her. She came in and called me to her cabin. I shut the door behind me and pounced on her. We kissed for a full 2 minutes before she started speaking.

Deepu: Shivi, I’m making you Team Leader till I’m back. If you do well, then you can become my assistant manager

Shivi: Wow! I love you, baby, but you don’t have to do favors for me

Deepu: It’s not a favor. I’m going on maternity leave.

I couldn’t say anything. She took my hand and touched it on her baby bump. She had become pregnant, but I didn’t have the guts to ask her who the father was.

Deepu’s silence on the topic meant that we could’ve conceived the baby with our reckless fucking. She asked me for a quickie in the cabin before leaving. I obliged her with a sitting fuck on her sofa, and she left happily.

I was thinking about the abrupt stop to my sex life when Annie texted me.

“Shivi, baby, my flat lease is over, can I live-in with you?”

I was 20 years of age and was in the second year of my graduation. Everything was normal until this couple moved in next door. We were a native of this city for the past 20 years.

But we decided to move to the outskirts of the city to a newly constructed society to avoid the hassles of the ever so fast-moving city. We had been living in this house for more than a year now.

Not a lot of people were living in this modern small city. All of the houses were bought out mostly as an investment and not with the thought of living in them.

I woke up one morning and looked through my bedroom window, to find that some people were moving in next door. I didn’t know who was moving in as I only saw the furniture of the moving people and not any of the residents.

It wasn’t until later that evening when I heard a car stop by and saw a couple going in. I wasn’t very excited as this couple wouldn’t be of any use to me, but hey, I didn’t know what the future had in store for me.

A couple of days later, it was a Saturday and my mother, the welcoming hostess that she is, decided to call the neighbor next door for dinner. So my mom and I went to their house to invite them. I rang the bell and the Missus answered the door.

Well, okay so, it wasn’t like I was blown away by her looks. It was normal. I didn’t have any intentions on her and it’s not like whenever I see a beautiful woman I start thinking about her assets and how I want to get in bed with her.

She greeted us with a huge smile. Roohi and my mom had a little chat after which my mom invited them for dinner that night to which she readily agreed.

At night, they both came to our house. I went to the door and let the newly-wed couple in. They were both very well dressed and happened to be cheerful.

I wasn’t much interested in them as I had nothing to talk about with them so I made them comfortable with my parents and left the room.

Mom called me downstairs to have dinner.

We all sat down at the table consisting of me, mom, dad, Roohi, and her husband Farhan. They were all talking about normal life things, while I was just listening to all that was happening and was focused on my food.

I would occasionally grab a look at Roohi and wonder how beautiful her smile and eyes were. At dinner, I found out that her husband was a businessman in Dubai and he would be leaving in a week.

Roohi on the other hand would be staying here. After dinner, I collected all the plates and took them to the sink. When I came back Roohi looked at me and said, “Vihaan doesn’t speak much does he?”

My parents burst out in laughter. My mom said, he is a good listener but he doesn’t speak until there is a topic that interests him. And if that topic comes up, he will never shut up.

My dad remarked, “You should stay clear of him otherwise when he starts talking you won’t be able to leave.” Everyone laughed at that. I smiled and left the room.

A week later, Farhan went to Dubai leaving Roohi here with not much to do. So she started coming to our home everyday and she would spend time with my mother.

Whenever I would return home from college, I would either find them talking over a cup of tea or they would be doing some chore together.

I would stay there and listen to them talk.

With her coming to our house every day, I was getting a much better view of her body and her character. Each day, I was getting closer and closer to her. I started to grow some feelings towards her.

Talking about her, she is very fair, and quite tall, 5’9” to be exact which wasn’t much of a deal with me as I was 6. She had a normal face but her smile and eyes would make it appear so much more.

Her hair was thick, dark brown, and long. Coming down, her boobs weren’t the biggest but it will surely make anyone’s hand full. The thing I liked the most was her ass.

To be honest she had an amazingly huge ass. It seemed so firm and delicate that you’d just want to keep pressing her ass cheeks all day. Sometimes she would come wearing a saree and sometimes a salwar suit.

It was always a treat whatever she would wear. I started getting lustful towards her. I started masturbating thinking about her. I would ogle more at her boobs and her ass than her face. It didn’t take much time until I wished that she was in my bed.

One day, she was cooking something in the kitchen with my mom. She had worn a salwar suit that day. She had taken her dupatta off due to the heat in the kitchen.

I went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. She dropped the spatula and instantly bent down to pick it up. As she bent, I entered the kitchen. She lifted her face to see who was standing in front of her.

When she lifted her face I had a complete view of those beautiful melons hanging right in front of me held together in a black bra. I masturbated thrice that day.

Whenever I would think about that incident, I would get turned on and I just couldn’t erase that picture from my mind. Her bedroom and my bedroom are right in front of each other.

So sometimes when I would go to my balcony to put out my washed clothes, after a bath, wrapped only in a towel. I would find her on her balcony either drying her hair or clothes.

She used to wear t-shirts and mini shorts when she was in her home. And whenever I would get a look at her smooth silk-like thighs, I couldn’t help but think how much I want to put my hand on that and feel it.

It had been 4 months since she moved in next door. My dad and mom were going to our village for a month. I couldn’t accompany them due to my college.

So, my mom gave the responsibility to take care of me to Roohi. Although I was happy that I would be spending more time with her alone, I didn’t like when my mom said, “take care of him”.

I didn’t want any motherly love from her. I wanted her to do so many other things with me. So, soon my mom and dad were getting in the cab. Roohi and I were standing next to each other bidding good-bye to them.

When the cab left, we both turned towards each other and she said, “Well, it’s just you and me now.” “Yep.” I replied. “Let’s go in and I’ll tell you how we will do things for a month,” she said. “Okay,” I replied.

She told me to come to her home before going to college so I could have breakfast and let her know when I come back. So apparently we would be spending all of the time together with other than after dinner.

I was pretty excited that I would be getting more of her and also equally confused as to how I can use this opportunity to do what I wanted to do. So the next day, I got ready for college and went to her house.

She opened the door and I was pretty shocked to see her in a dark, pink t-shirt and black mini shorts. Yeah, I know I have seen her before in this dress but I have never seen her so closely.

I looked at her from the top to the bottom, quickly enough that she wouldn’t find it awkward and slow enough for me to scan every inch of her.

Her hair was all tangled as she didn’t take a bath, she had bunned it up. It was looking super hot!! Her face had that morning glow on it. Her t-shirt tightly hugging her very fit body, deeply emphasizing her huge breasts and also giving a little hint of her nipples.

I could see the outline of her bra straps on that t-shirt which I found very tantalizing. Her white, smooth thighs contrasting with her black shorts were just so inviting and they were paired with those black slippers.

She let me in and started walking towards the kitchen. I was walking behind her. I couldn’t help myself from staring at her ass. She was asking me some normal questions to which I couldn’t give very good answers as my focus was completely on those firm round buttocks.

I would have given anything to press those at that moment but I couldn’t. Every step taken by her was a drop from paradise. I sat at the dining table and she served me breakfast.

She sat down with her cup of tea right next to me and we continued our chat. We were talking about very normal things like college, life, friends, and all. I was giving her my divided attention hoping she wouldn’t figure it out.

I finished my food and thanked her. I told her that I would come around 3. She said that she’ll be waiting. So all this continued for a few days. It became routine.

I would go to her house in the morning, have a boner after seeing her, have breakfast, chat, then go to college, come back to her home, have lunch, do my work while she slept for a while. Then have tea with her after that, and lots and have lots of talking.

Then I would help her with dinner and after eating, I would go back to my home and sleep after masturbating.

It was all going pretty well but it still had not followed the path I wanted it to. So I thought of a plan. I thought it might work, it might not or at least it could just be the spark needed for the fire.

It was Saturday. I didn’t have to go to college. My mum had given Roohi a spare key to our house. I thought that if I don’t go for breakfast that day, maybe she would come to check up on me.

So I woke up at the same time as every day. I made myself naked. The AC was already on and I completely opened my bedroom door. Now I was looking through the window waiting for her to come.

It was an hour past the normal breakfast time when she came out of her home to my home. At first, she knocked on the door but I did not respond.

After a lot of knocking, she went back and came back with her key. She was wearing a white t-shirt and black shorts with black flip flops. I quickly positioned myself on the bed as if I was asleep.

I placed the blanket such as to give her a complete view of my already hard erect dick. I could hear her unlock the door. I had shut my eyes and opened it just enough to have a sneak peek of what was happening. She was calling me but I didn’t respond.

So she came towards my bedroom. She was stopped in her tracks way before my bedroom as she could clearly see me from the middle of the hall.

Despite seeing me like that, she still decided to come closer. Now she started walking much slower and trying not to make a sound. She came and stood next to my bedroom door.

I could see her eyes open more than usual to see me in this sight. I was completely naked from top to bottom lying on my back with my right leg which was a bit folded and was the only thing that was covered with a blanket.

Everything else was visible to her including my rock-hard dick which became hard just thinking about the fact that she’ll be watching me naked.

She stood there for a few seconds looking closely at every inch of my body and especially my dick. After having enough, she decided to go back without waking me up.

An hour later, I went to her house after masturbating while I took a shower. She opened the door and I went in. I was acting normal and so was she. I apologized for being late.

She asked me, “Why are you so late?” I told her that I couldn’t sleep last night. She served me breakfast while we were still talking about this. She then asked me why I couldn’t sleep last night.

I told her that I was watching a romantic movie after which I started thinking about my love life which wasn’t heading anywhere. I told her that I always wanted a girl like her.

“Other girls are all so stupid and boring out there. I just cannot picture myself with any of them. You on the other hand are so beautiful, cheerful, easy to talk to, we have so much to talk about, and so on.”

She then asked me with a bit of surprise, “So you were thinking about me last night?” “Well yeah. How I want a girl like you in my life.” I replied.

“So you want a girl like me in your life? You must really like me then.”

“Obviously! You’re the best. You understand me so well, I never feel bored when I am around you, we both have so many similar interests, and obviously, your beauty is unmatched.”

Then we chatted for a little while and I told her that I want to play some games on my computer and I’ll come around lunch. I went back to my home and masturbated again and started playing games on my computer.

Suddenly the power got cut so I thought I should go back to her home and assist her in making lunch. So I went to her home and rang the bell but the power was cut off so it didn’t ring.

Then I knocked on her door and stood there for a little while but there was no reply. Now when I knock on a door, I do it very gently to not send out a rude tone.

So I guess that must have been the reason she didn’t hear it. I thought of going from the back to her bedroom and knocking. When I reached the window of her bedroom I was shocked to see what was in front of me.

I could only view from half the window as the other half was covered by curtains but that one half was enough to leave me shocked. I saw Roohi, lying on her bed, diagonally, over her white towel.

She had her eyes closed, her left hand was pressing her left boob, her right hand was slowly rubbing her pussy. The towel was lying flat on the bed and wasn’t covering any of her parts.

Her body was wet which made it shine. I could clearly see her big boobs with light pink areolas. They were just out of this world!! She had a flat belly.

I couldn’t see her pussy as her head was towards me and her pussy was facing the other side of the room. But I could see the circular motions her hand was making on her pussy. I could see that she was feeling every touch on her pussy.

Even though her eyes were closed, it felt like she had every knowledge of what was happening with her body and around her. She was slowly rubbing her pussy in circular motions and would alternate between pressing her boobs and circling her nipples.

I could see her mouth releasing breaths of air but I couldn’t hear her moan. Slowly, she started increasing her motions on the pussy. She had now also started raising her hip a little bit with every motion and would let her head go back a little.

Then she inserted two fingers inside her pussy and her hand movements were getting really fast. I could see her hand moving back and forth and also would stop for a little while and then go again.

She then took her fingers out and started rubbing her pussy circularly again, this time with way more speed than before. She started raising her hips higher in the air which gave me a beautiful view of her ass.

A few seconds later, she was at the peak of her speed, and then she started reducing her speed and finally stopped. I figured she must have reached her orgasm.

This is it for this one!! If you have any suggestions, feedback, criticism, or just anything bring it on at [email protected]

I will be bringing you the next part very shortly, so stay tuned!

Hi, everyone, this is Jeeva back with another story after a long time. For those who don’t know about me, I am Jeeva aged 27 years. I have a height of 6 feet and an athletic body.

Now lets us come to the main point, the story will be in parts as it is long. It was the time when I was looking for a woman to have fun with and with no strings attached.

I was unable to enjoy myself with my colleague which I was doing earlier as she was pregnant now. I was thinking of how to get women to my bed. I had heard about Locanto.

Most of you know we can post our advertisement and can then wait for responses from other people who are interested in you. This idea made me post my advt. in one of the given categories.

Firstly I waited for 45 days but there was no response. Then I renewed my advt. for another 45 days but still, there was no response. I was thinking of discontinuing but the third time I got lucky.

I got a response from a divorced, rich lady. She was aged about 40 years. At first, I was not willing to believe that this was a real response. I had heard of so many instances where people were fake.

So, with some hesitation, I responded to the message. We kept on messaging each other on Locanto for almost 15 days. After our initial chat and introduction, she asked for my email and started to chat on hangouts.

Later, after we got to know each other better she took my contact no. and started messaging me on WhatsApp. For our story let me call her Beauty. Her stats are 32-36-34.

This is how our conversation was,

Beauty: Hi!

Me: Who is this?

Beauty: I am Beauty from the Locanto advt. that you had posted.

Me: Oh, OK. Thank you for your response.

Beauty: Your age?

Me:27.

Beauty: Location? So that I can come and pick and drop you.

Me: Bangalore, I will be available as and when you say.

Beauty: Any diseases or habits?

Me: No..not at all.

Beauty: Are you a virgin or have you had any previous action?

Me: I am not a virgin. I had sex with my colleague and my maid.

Beauty: When will you be free so that I can come to see you

Me: I am free all the time. You can come at your convenience.

I shared my location. She came after 2 hours to pick me up and to take me to her place.

Her conditions:

1. Should not message her until she does.
2. Should not disclose her identity at any cost.
3. Our fun and all action will only be at her place. No hotels or anywhere else.
4. Based on her satisfaction, payment will be done on the spot.
5. No advance and part payment.
6. If the service is good then payment will be extra, if not satisfied then only minimum charges will be paid.
7. If she is interested she will call again, if not I should delete her number on the spot.

So, these are the conditions that she told me of. I agreed to all her conditions and went along with her to her place. It was a villa with a posh facility, swimming pool, attached bar, nice garden, and a big compound so that no one impeded her privacy.

She said, “You should be with me for 2 days.”

Without a second thought, I said, “Yes.” When we reached her place it was around 7 pm. After reaching there she showed me the guest room.

She then told me to freshen up and come. She told me we will have a small drink and then she went to her room. After around 15 minutes, I came out and began watching TV. She came 15 minutes later.

I was struck to see her beauty hidden under a transparent blue nighty. She was such a hot chick. She was wearing a pink colored bra and panties.

After that, we moved to the bar counter and started to drink. She poured herself some white wine and she offered me a scotch. After some normal talk about my work and some other things in general, it was 9.30 pm.

Then we had dinner. Later we finished our dinner and she was keeping the dishes in the kitchen. Seeing that, I followed her to the kitchen and hugged her from behind. We both were not in a hurry as we have 2 hot days to enjoy each other.

She was washing the dishes. I started to kiss her ear lobe and neck for 10 minutes and started to suck her ears. This made her lose her control. I then pulled her in front and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

Meanwhile, she finished her work and we are still in the kitchen. She came forward to kiss me but I stopped her and started to lick her face with my tongue for some time.

Next, we moved to the hall, sat on the sofa, and began to kiss and cuddle each other for half an hour or more so. By that time, it was past midnight.

We were relaxed and having no hurry. We are calm and quiet. We broke the kiss and moved to her master bedroom. We lay beside each other.

We were talking about some romantic things. I started the first move. I always start with the feet because I love sucking feet and toes and giving a blowjob to my partner’s feet.

It gives an ultimate pleasure. Guys you too can try giving blowjob to the feet. I was sucking her feet for a long time and then started to lick her legs to her knees.

Her legs were shining like gold in the dim light. Seeing her legs anyone would get turned on. Such was the beauty of her legs that anyone would die for such sexy legs and feet.

Later I broke the action and got up. I told her my condition. That for the next 2 days she should not wear any clothes and should be completely naked before me.

My second condition was that we should bathe together for the next 2 days. These were my conditions to her and she readily accepted and was very happy.

Next, I moved towards her face and started kissing her forehead, next to her sexy eyes one by one. Then I was kissing her adorable, long nose. Next, I went to her cheeks which were like juicy strawberries, and later to her lips.

I then began kissing and smooching them for 30 or more minutes. Later, I removed her nighty and brought honey and ice cream for my next action.

The next action will be published in the next part, so keep on waiting guys and girls, as I will be back soon. Until that time keep reading and enjoy, now bye-bye for part 1.

Any unsatisfied women in or around Bangalore can contact me for pleasure and fun. No charges are taken. It’s free. Come and enjoy yourself with me.

I was not ready to take money even from beauty but she only forcibly made me accept. You can contact me at [email protected] There is no need to worry about privacy and security.