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I am back again with a recent experience. This happened a few months back when my wife Ramya and I went to Bangalore to meet some of our friends. That is when I met my wife’s friend, Shyama.

She was a sex bomb with a perfect figure. She was offered drinks by total strangers to impress her. We all were having drinks at a local pub, and that is when she came. She was wearing a pink knee-length party wear. I could see her full figure in that dress and immediately had a hard-on.

We all had some drinks and chatted for a long time. Somehow she ended up sitting next to me after getting some drinks. We ended up having private conversations in between and found an immediate connection.

My wife was partially drunk and sleepy. So I decided to call it a night and head back to our hotel. I told Shyama about my intention to leave. But she insisted I stay and placed her hands on my thighs as compelling for me to stay.

Shyama: Stay, na, we are having so much fun. (with a wink)

Me: I wish I could, but then Ramya is a bit drunk. So it’s better to head back home.

Shyama: You are not gonna take advantage of a poor drunk girl, are you? (with a grin)

Me: Well, that is the plan.

Shyama: What if she falls asleep?

Me: My hand will be the substitute.

Shyama gave a big laugh while her hand was still caressing my thighs.

Shyama: That horny, huh?

Me: Well, someone has dressed very sexy today and been rubbing my thighs to make me so…

Shyama: You think I am sexy?

Me: Please, it is so evident. If I was not married, then I would be going to the hotel with you.

Shyama blushed and moved her hands close to my groin. She was touching my dick over the pants.
Shyama: Okay, then let us leave. I will also come along with you. It will be boring after you leave. We can share a cab.

Me: But do you stay near that region?

Shyama: I don’t feel like going home, maybe I will take a room at the hotel for tonight.

Me: That will be amazing. We can continue the party there.

Shyama: That is the plan.

After some time, we said goodbye to everyone and took an Uber to the hotel. Shyama also came with us, saying she is staying with a friend there. All three of us sat in the back with Ramya between us in the cab. But she immediately fell asleep on my shoulders.

Shyama and I continued talking about generic stuff, but we both could feel something else between us. Finally, we reached the hotel. Shyama got off with us, saying her friend is just walking distance from there.

Me: Why don’t you give me your number to make sure you reach your destination safely.

Shyama: Sure. (with a grin)

I noted down her number and went into the hotel. I looked back and saw her going to the reception to get a room.

Ramya: You know, I am pretty sure Shyama is going to one of her boyfriend’s place for sex. She gets horny when drunk. Usually, she goes home with a stranger, since we were there, she could not.

Me: I don’t know. She did not look horny.

Ramya: I know her. She wants sex badly after drinking.

My cock was getting harder with each sentence from Ramya. Finally, we reached our room. Ramya fell into bed and slept instantaneously. I changed my dress and texted Shyama.

Me: Hey, it’s me, Sandi.

Shyama: Huh, finally. I thought you are getting busy with Ramya.

Me: She slept off.

Shyama: So working with a substitute?

Me: Not yet. Did you get a room?

Shyama: Yes, I am in 503. What about you?

Me: I am in 201.

Shyama: Going to sleep now?

Me: Not feeling sleepy.

Shyama: So, what are you going to do?

Me: Don’t know, feeling like having another drink.

Shyama: Come over then. I will order something from room service.

Me: Ramya might worry if she wakes up and sees I am not here.

Shyama: Oh, please, she is drunk and won’t wake till noon tomorrow.

Me: True, that. I will come in 15 then.

I made sure Ramya is comfortable in bed and headed to Shyama’s room. She opened the door. She was in a bathrobe, and I could see her cleavage clearly.

Me: This dress suits you well, looking sexier than before.

Shyama: Oh, thank you. (and gave a naughty smile.)

I got in and sat on the chair while she sat on the bed. She had already ordered the drinks. So we started having drinks and talking as I thought about fucking my wife’s best friend. We spoke of our life, past relationships, and so on. With each of her movements, Shyama’s bathrobe was slipping a bit, revealing her gorgeous thighs.

I was getting a hard-on that showed perfectly in my pajamas. I then excused and went to the bathroom, calmed myself a bit, and then came out. Shyama was standing on the balcony with a cigarette.

Shyama: Do you smoke?

Me: No, I kind of stopped.

Shyama: Why? Was it Ramya?

Me: Not entirely, but she doesn’t like me smoking. Plus, I have been planning to stop for a long while. But will share a few puffs today.

Shyama handed me her cigarettes. Her lipstick was on the cigarette, and it tasted like strawberry.

Shyama: That is why I don’t wanna get married. Don’t wanna stop all this.

Me: All this?

Shyama: Drinking, smoking, partying, having sex with anyone I want.

Me: It will get boring after a while.

Shyama: Not me. I love this.

Me: Well, when you find the right person, then you can continue doing all this. Well, except having sex with anyone you want.

Shyama: That is the best of it all. Ramya might have told you.

Me: A bit.

Shyama: It’s just fun for me, but everyone thinks I am a slut.

Me: Absolutely not. What is the harm in having sex for fun? How is it different from other pleasure activities?

Shyama: Exactly. It is hard to find people who think like that. So have you had sex with anyone other than Ramya?

Me: I had girlfriends before marriage and some casual sex as well.

Shyama: Anything after marriage?

Me: Nope.

Shyama: Lack of trying or…?

Me: I never bothered and did not find anyone that tempted me. Plus, Ramya and I have regular sex so.

Shyama: Here I was, thinking I was tempting you. (and she gave me a naughty smile)

Me: Who said you weren’t?

She: Oh really (and she kept her hand on my hard cock). Seems like the truth. (she gave my cock a squeeze).

She came close to me, planted a kiss on my cheeks, and slowly moved towards the lips. I pulled her close and kissed her passionately. I could feel the lusty smell of her perfume, which was making me go crazy.

She: Let’s go inside. We are giving people free porn.

We went inside and closed the curtains. I pulled her close and kissed her again. My hands were caressing her body. I pulled the ribbons of her bathrobe, and it slid freely. My hands were cupping her soft boobs and caressing her naked body.

She took off my shirt and started kissing on my bare chest, and slowly went down. She pulled down my pants along with the inners. My cock sprang upright. She started kissing it and took it whole in her mouth and started sucking it. I was on cloud nine.

She slowly came up and licking all over my body, and finally kissed me on my lips. I pushed her to the bed and admired her whole body. She was a sex goddess. I went on top of her and kissed on her soft boobs and sucked it. I gave small bites in between, and she was making small moans in response.

I went down and sucked her belly button, and she arched her body. I moved further down, caressed her soft thighs, kissed all over her vagina. I brushed on her clits. I inserted one finger inside her and slowly started rubbing. She was moaning with my movement.

I could feel hot liquid flowing over my hand. She gave a small shudder, and I knew she cummed. I went up and kissed her on her neck and her shoulder.

Shyama: Fuck me now, I can’t take it anymore. I need you inside me.

Me: Do you have a condom?

Shyama: I took pills, so it’s fine. I don’t like condoms.

I slowly inserted my penis inside her pussy. It went in very smoothly due to her constant sex. I started giving small stokes, and she was moaning according to the rhythm of my strokes. I fucked like that for 10 minutes, and I cummed inside her. We both were sweating by that time.

We had sex twice that night before I went back to my room. Ramya was still asleep, unaware of what happened.

I still have sex with Shyama whenever I go to Bangalore and sometimes video sex. Please let me know your comments, and any girls interested can mail me at [email protected]. You can also read my previous story here.

Ajay wakes up in the morning on the sofa with a sheet-covered over him and his pant back on. He realizes after yesterday’s event, he slept on the sofa. Now it was time to get ready for college and taking the next step. He looks around and heads to the dining room to look for his mom. There she is, serving breakfast to his stepdad.

Stepdad: Morning, son!

Ajay: Morning, Mahesh… dad.

Stepdad: So why were you sleeping on the sofa last night?

Ajay: I must have fallen asleep, so you’re leaving early?

Stepdad: Yeah, son, have a meeting with a client.

Ajay: Ok, dad, have a nice day.

Stepdad: You too, son.

His mom comes with a tea in her hand and hands it to his stepdad.

Mom: Beta, did you sleep well yesterday?

Ajay: Yes, mom, thanks for your help.

Stepdad: What help, son? Was something bothering you?

Ajay: Oh no! it was just a minor issue.

Stepdad: Ok, well, in that case, have a nice day, you too.

His mom kisses Ajay on the forehead.

Mom: Do you want tea?

Ajay: No, mom, I am getting late for college, though. I should get running if I don’t want to be late.

Ajay gets ready for college. He leaves in a hurry without completing his breakfast. On the way he is thinking about Sneha, she didn’t get the opportunity to answer his question. If she says yes, he will be her boyfriend, and if she says no, well, then things will be awkward.

He reaches college just minutes before the bell rings. Sneha came early today. He heads to sit with her.

Ajay: Hey, Sneha, how are you?

Sneha: Hi, Ajay, I am good.

Ajay doesn’t think it’s right to bring up the question now. During the period, she would look at Ajay smilingly.

Ajay: Hey, so about yesterday, what do you think about that?

Sneha: About the fingering?

Ajay: No, about my question, you know whether you would like to be my girlfriend or not?

Sneha starts to blush.

Ajay: Oh, c’mon, please answer my question.

Sneha: Umm… yes.

Ajay is high over the moon, so finally, he has a girlfriend.

Ajay: So, I am new to this. Why don’t you tell me what a boyfriend usually does?

Sneha: In a relationship, two people should support each other and make each other feel good, etc.

Ajay: Ok, I think I got it. How about I make you feel good now?

Sneha: What do you mean?

Ajay slips his hand down her skirt, rubbing the bare flesh of her thigh, teasing her.

Sneha: Ajay, stop! You’ll create a mess.

Ajay: I get that, but do you like me doing that?

Sneha: Yes, but not now, please! We’ll do it somewhere private.

Ajay: Alright, just a few minutes more.

His fingers passing through her panty and playing with her bare pink flesh. Her panty had to start to get wet from the juices oozing out of her pussy. Ajay pushes his index finger halfway inside her pussy, when she grabs his hand and pulls it away.

Sneha: Ajay, Stop! Just not in here.

Ajay: Ok, if you don’t want to.

Sneha: Listen, how about we go to my place for a study session, and you can touch my pussy then?

Ajay (his face lightened up): Really?

Sneha: Yes, and stop making that stupid face.

And she hit him on the hand playfully. The hours passed by, and classes over, they proceeded to go home.

Sneha: Ajay, why don’t you just come to my straight away rather than go home and then come to my house.

Ajay: Well, mom may get worried if I don’t reach on time.

Sneha: just call her and say you’re coming to my home. This way, you can leave before it gets too dark.

Ajay dials for his mother, and after a few rings, she picks up.

Mom: Hello, beta.

Ajay: Mom, I am calling to tell you that I will be going to Sneha’s house to help her with her studies. Is it ok with you?

Mom: But what about food? Are you going to stay hungry till then, sweetie?

Sneha, who could listen to the conversation, took the phone from his hand.

Sneha: Aunty, he’ll be eating at my home.

Mom: Ok, beta, and tell him to come home before it gets too dark.

Sneha: Sure, aunty.

And she hung up the phone.

Sneha: Your mother is very protective of you, huh?

Ajay: Yes, I guess that’s because of me being her only child.

Ajay and Sneha got on a bus, going for her home. The seats were all filled in. So they stood at the last corner of the bus. Stop after stops people kept on increasing, and the bus was tightly packed now. So she got in front of Ajay, covered by him.

His breath on her neck, she leaned back, resting on Ajay’s chest, and took his hand, placing it in her belly.

Ajay: Sneha? What are you doing?

Sneha (whispering in his ears): Nothing much, it just feels nice when you hold me like that.

Ajay pulled her in closer, his hand rubbing around her belly.

Sneha (whispering): Someone’s getting in the mood.

The bus is full, so there was a lot of pushing around, and his crotch squeezed into her butt. Every time the bus hit brakes, his dick would push deeper against her butt. Sneha noticed the rising monster in his pants, looked back, and said.

Sneha: Having fun?
Ajay (grumbling): Hmmm…

Lost in a strange sense of pleasure, he didn’t notice the time fly by. Then they deboarded the bus and started walking.

Ajay: Why do you travel by bus? It was so crowded.

Sneha: It’s not always this crowded, plus I like to travel by bus. I don’t know why. I just do. I think you were having a good time poking me with your dick.

Ajay (his face becoming red with shame): What? No, it’s just your imagination.

Sneha: Your dick says otherwise.

She said, pointing at his raging boner. Ajay looked down and, embarrassed, covered his boner with his bag. Sneha laughed at his attempts to hide his boner.

Ajay: How long have I been walking like this?

Sneha (laughing): Pretty much the whole time we got off the bus. Oh, hey, it’s my house. You do something about the boner. I don’t want you flashing them the first time you meet.

Ajay quickly adjusted his boner and walked in with her.

Sneha: I am home!

Sneha’s mother(Neelima): Change your clothes and sit for lunch, Sneha.

And the footsteps of Neelima approaching, she sees Ajay.

Sneha: Ma, this is Ajay.

Neelima: Oh, the one who helps you with studying?

Ajay: Yes, aunty.

Neelima was around the same age as his mother. She looked more conservative with a saree that exposed a little cleavage. But her blouse was so tight that it looked like her breasts would pop out any time. Her ass swayed up and down when she walked.

His eyes fixed on them. Then he came to his senses and sat down on the table with them. The conversation was nice, and Neelima kept on telling Sneha how friends like Ajay would be a good influence on her.

Neelima: I hope you make proper utilization of Ajay’s time. He came here to help you study. Ajay beta, if you need anything, do not hesitate to ask me.

Ajay: Sure, aunty!

They went to Sneha’s room to study. Her room was filled with posters of Chris Hemsworth and some other hunky guys. Her room was tidy, just like every typical girl’s room. They settled down on the chair and started studying.

Hours passed. Sneha seemed to be so interested that she didn’t mind studying more. It is at this time that Sneha’s father (Sunil) comes home.

Sneha: That must be my dad. Do you want to meet him?

Ajay: Nah, I am good. I will meet him some other time. He must be tired from work.

After some time, they heard faint sounds of them.

Neelima: Sunil, not now! Sneha has a friend over.

Sunil: Her boyfriend?

Neelima: No, that’s not what she said, just a friend, and that’s not the point! Stop that! Atleast wait for him to go.

Sunil: Don’t ruin the mood Neelu, why do I have to wait for her friend to leave to fuck my own wife?

Neelima: Don’t pinch them so hard! Please, not now, or they may hear us.

Sunil: Ok, but you gotta help me out here. I need a release. Just open your mouth.

Neelima: Ok, make it quick.

Sneha and Ajay looked at each other in awkward silence as her father was unzipping his pants and getting a blowjob.

Sunil: Just hold your head like that, I am going to push it in.

Neelima: What?

And before her sentence finished, he shoved his dick in her mouth, and the thrusting began. The sound of her choking and gagging could be heard in Sneha’s room. Struggling to breathe, Neelima held his hips, trying to slow him down.

Neelima: Sunil! Go slow. I can’t breathe.

Sunil didn’t pay heed to her plea and moaned as he thrust his dick deep into her mouth.

Sunil: It’s too much, baby! You gotta let me fuck you.

Pushing out his cock, she said.

Neelima: No, I told you this before, show some patience. We’ll do it later if you are so damn horny.

Sunil: Ok, ok! Relax baby.

Sunil: Neelu, do you think the boy would be interested in joining?

To this particular comment, Neelima pinched his butt.

Sunil: Owww!

Neelima: What is wrong with you? Suggesting such vulgar things.

Sunil: Ok, ok! Forget I asked, just keep sucking, or it will take forever to cum.

And within a few minutes, he reached his climax, holding her head and dropping every drop of cum in her throat. Neelima choked from the cum, trying to catch her breath, and then everything went quiet.

Sneha’s face red from embarrassment was still lost in her mind. She looked down, and he had a raging boner. She felt guilty of being wet from her own parent’s sexual actions.

Sneha (embarrassed): And this is why I don’t have friends over.

Ajay (still thinking about it): Ahem…

Sneha: Oh, for god’s sake, cut it out. It’s over.

Ajay: Oh, I am sorry, that was interesting since it’s not a daily occurrence for me.

Sneha: That’s all the studying for today, let’s pick it up tomorrow.

Ajay gets up to stretch himself up from the long hours of sitting. His huge bulge caught Sneha’s eyes.

Sneha: Are you kidding me? Did you really get that hard because of my parents?

Ajay (embarrassed): I don’t know. I don’t have much control over it. Plus, don’t say it didn’t have any effect on you.

Sneha: Pft…do you really think I am the kind of creep that gets aroused by their parents having sex?

Ajay: Oh, please, you’ve gotta be lying, let me check.

And he grabbed her thighs, spreading legs.

Sneha: Ajay!

Ajay: Sneha, please? You promised you’d let me do it.

She couldn’t think of anything to stop him. The room fell silent.

Sneha (weakly): Ok.

Ajay wasted no time, kneeling down, his hands went for her panty, pulling them down. He noticed the wet spot in her panty. He spread her legs further, touching her pussy, and rubbing his fingers over her wet slit.

Ajay (with a naughty expression on his face): Looks like someone was lying.

He penetrated his pussy with his fingers, pushing it in slowly. Moans escaped her mouth while he rubbed her clit with his thumb. The juices of her vagina started oozing as he teased her with his finger. She grabbed his head by the hair and said.

Sneha: Ajay, I want you to do something, will you?

He looked eagerly at her waiting for her command.

Sneha: Will you kiss me there?

He kissed her cunt, smelling the sweet arousing aroma of her cunt. He kissed her clit and kept kissing further down, his lips now pressed against her vagina.

Sneha: Oh yeah! Just like that, Ajay, use your tongue too!

Like an obedient dog, he started licking her. His tongue playing along with her clit, running down her pink flesh, while his fingers explore her tight little pussy. She buried her face in the pillow as she cried out from pleasure. She grabbed his hair, guiding his head to the places she wanted his tongue to explore.

She locked his head between her legs and moved her hips up and down. His nose poked her pussy and the tip of his tongue inside her vagina, licking clean the juices oozing out of her. This was a new experience for both of them. The closer she got to orgasm, the more vigorously she rubbed her cunt on his face.

She’s had orgasms before, but this was way stronger. A strong pressure building up her pelvis. She locked his face tightly to her pussy, and the moment came. She felt violent waves passing in her body, and she squirted on his face. She never knew she could squirt.

There she was squirting on his face while he was licking it clean. She fell exhausted on the bed catching her breath. Once her insides calmed down a little, she kissed his lips. He was taken by surprise as she lay over him, kissing him chin to lips, going down, and licking his neck.

She raised his shirt over and started kissing him. She took his nipple in his mouth and worked her mouth on it. It was strange for a man to get his nipples licked, but this was making Ajay crazy. He wanted her to do it more.

The warmth of her tongue on his nipples, while she pinched the other, the mix of pleasure and pain drove him crazy. Her lips now working her way down. She reached his waist and pulled down his pants, freeing the monster inside it. She gasped in surprise as it stood in its full glory, long and hard.

The veins wrapping his cock twitched with the beat of his heart. She grabbed it and stroked it gently up and down. She kissed the tip of his cock, shooting electricity down his spine. She licked around the tip of his dick and slowly went on to swallow it.

She was learning the art of blowjob through his dick. But Ajay wouldn’t tell the difference anyway because this was the first one he was getting. When she swallowed his dick in her mouth, his heart would race.

With each thrust, she was trying to swallow more of his cock. But there wasn’t just enough space in her mouth without choking. She stroked his dick as she kept on sucking his dick. Unaware of the fact that their moaning sounds had alarmed her father.

Sunil pressed his ears behind the door, trying to make out their act. He peeked through the slight space between the door and the floor, all ready to catch them in the act. When he saw his daughter sucking on a huge dick like an amateur, he couldn’t stop them from doing it. He just stood there watching them in the act.

A sense of arousal took over him, his cock forming a bulge in his pants. Meanwhile, Ajay was nearing his orgasm. With a few last thrusts, he didn’t wait for enough to warn Sneha. With the ultimate stimulation, Ajay deep throated her.

She tried to get free from his hold as he came into her mouth. But he wouldn’t leave. Finally, after 10 seconds, his grip loosened and let Sneha take her mouth from his cock. She swallowed some, and some dripped out of her mouth as she choked.

Sneha: You jerk! Why didn’t you warn me?

Ajay: I am sorry! I couldn’t control myself. Please don’t be mad.

Sneha: This time, I am letting it go. You better warn me next time.

Ajay (apologetically): Definitely Sneha. Again, I am really sorry!

Sneha: Don’t worry about it, get going home, it’s getting late.

Sunil broke out of the trance and quickly went for the bathroom to avoid being caught for peeping into the love and erotica session of his daughter.

Just to reiterate my introduction, which I had given in part 1.

I am Balaji, I am 29 years old, height 5’11, and dick size is 6 inches. This is the story of one of my ISS fans and her experience in gangbang when she got banged by 5 of her friends along with her live-in boyfriend.

From now on, I will be narrating the story from Mythili’s point of view.

Hi all, this is Mythili(name changed) aged 33. My stats are 36D-30-36. I’m a cute looking woman and most of the boys stare at my boobs and also my ass.

This is the continuation of the previous part.

We three were in a huge shock when we saw Balaji, Gopi, Rajesh, and Prasad standing near the door. The cocks of Praveen and Karthik were in still my pussy and ass. I don’t know how to react. I was trying to get up from that cock but I unable to do.

Balaji shouted at all of us, “What the hell is happening here?”

Karthik who was fucking my pussy removed his cook from my pussy and got down from the bed. I also got up from Praveen’s cock which was in my ass and went near the window curtain and covered myself with it. I was feeling so embarrassed to see the other men standing there and watching me getting fucked by two guys.

My boyfriend Balaji took his phone and was taking a video. Both Karthik and Praveen are trying to put on their clothes and trying to cover themselves.

Balaji ordered both of them to drop their clothes on the floor or else this video will go to their wives. Both Karthik and Praveen were terrified and didn’t know how to react.

They immediately pleaded and said, “Please don’t do anything like that.” They were standing nude and their cock was limp as they both are in an awkward situation.

Just to clear this situation, I started talking to Balaji, “Balaji, please let me explain. Tell everyone to go out and I will explain”.

Balaji said “No need to explain. This looks like you all three are doing what you want to do.”

I didn’t know how to explain to him as I was standing with a curtain wrapped around my body. The curtain covered only my boobs and pussy, but my thighs are clearly visible to them.

Gopi, Rajesh, and Prasad were staring at my thighs and legs. They were hungry to see me naked and fuck me.

Balaji ordered me to come out from behind the curtains. I was hesitant and he again shouted and told me to come out.

I came out and covered my boobs and nipples with one hand while my other hand was trying to unsuccessfully cover my pussy. I came near the bed and I was trying to find my dress.

Balaji asked me to lie on the bed with my legs open so that everyone can see my pussy and boobs. I was a little hesitant but I understood what was about to happen.

I thought I should enjoy the moment whatever happens. I went and lay on the bed. I removed my hands and kept my legs wide open. Everyone is staring at me.

Gopi, Rajesh, and Prasad are like hungry dogs seeing me naked. I could see Karthik and Praveen’s cock become hard again.

Balaji said the golden words, “Now all six of us will fuck Miythili. She will be gangbanged today.”

I was on so much in shock hearing this, but I was happy inside because I always wanted to get gangbanged though I had never got a chance. I didn’t show any reaction.

I looked at my boyfriend Balaji and smiled naughtily. Because he knows that I have so much hunger for sex and he was aware that I always wanted to be gangbanged.

Now the stage was set. I think all of us knew that it was going to be a gangbang sex party and I will be fucked by everyone. I mentally prepared myself and I was so happy that one of my longtime wishes would come true.

At first, Balaji removed all his clothes and he came over to me and started kissing me on my lips and boobs. Whenever I get a kiss or fuck from Balaji, I always feel romantic and an intense love for it.

Even after all this had happened, he showed the same kind of love as before and I was emotional. I started giving him a wonderful kiss. I pulled his cock and inserted it into my mouth. I was cock fucking him so hard.

After a couple of minutes, he removed his cock and he was ready to fuck my pussy. Now I can see Gopi, Rajesh, and Prasad also had become naked and jerking their dicks.

Now five dicks were surrounding me and one dicks was about to enter my pussy. Since he was my boyfriend, he didn’t wear a condom. He directly entered his dick in my pussy.

His dick is more than 6 inches long. I love his dick and he started to penetrate slowly, calling my name. “Mythili, you bitch all the six cocks are going to fuck you all night today. We will not leave you until you tell us to stop.”

I was so happy and excited. I also started responding to his hard and furious fucking with loud moans. While my boyfriend was fucking me, Rajesh came near me with his dick. Balaji while fucking smiled at me and nodded to go ahead.

I just pulled his dick and started sucking his cock. It was really awesome. All others now started joining in bed. Gopi and Prasad gave their dicks in my two hands. I was stroking two dicks in my two hands – one dick was in my mouth and one in my pussy. I was enjoying the moment.

After a few minutes, Balaji stopped fucking and he lay on his back. He told me to ride his dick using my ass.

I slowly got up and sat on his dick and let it into my ass. I started fucking his dick with my ass.

Now Karthik also came and he tried to insert his dick in my mouth. I really didn’t know if I can suck two dicks at one time as I had never done that before.

Rajesh and Karthik tried and inserted two dicks in my mouth. I was unable to breathe for a moment. I was unable to even say anything but I started fucking two cocks in my mouth. I had never imagined that I can handle five cocks at a time – one in my ass, two in my hands, two in my mouth.

Balaji immediately called Praveen and said, “This bitch is fond of double penetration. Come and fuck her pussy.”

Praveen was so happy. He wore a condom and came near me. I was really not sure how he was going to fuck me with all five guys near me. Finally, Balaji moved to the corner of the bed so that Praveen can fuck my pussy in a standing position.

Now, I was still holding two cocks in my mouth and Praveen inserted his dick in my pussy. My boyfriend is double penetrating along with him. I was on cloud nine. I never knew that I can handle six cock at a time. It was a wonderful moment in my life.

After a few minutes, my boyfriend Balaji came in my ass. He was kind enough to move away from the place and told Gopi and Rajesh to fuck me.

Then Gopi started fucking my ass and Rajesh started fucking my pussy. Karthik was so tired after the earlier couple of rounds, that he was just massaging and kissing my boobs.

Balaji sat on the sofa and was watching me enjoying. I was holding Prasad’s and Praveen’s cock and sucking them one after another. I was sucking their cock from the tip to the testicles and they were so happy.

I was shouting loudly because Gopi and Rajesh were fucking my ass and pussy very hard. Because of the pain and pleasure, I started sucking both cocks vigorously and suddenly Prasad unloaded all his come on my face and mouth.

Prasad then went to the restroom to clean up and to wear a condom so that he can fuck me next. Meanwhile, Gopi came on my ass over the condom. He was holding me tightly and Rajesh was fucking my pussy furiously. Then, with a loud moan, he came inside my pussy in the condom. I also came three times during all this hard banging.

I almost fucked everyone and everyone was a little tired. They were lying on the bed to relax. Balaji called me and took me to the shower to clean me. He helped me to clean myself in the shower. Then Balaji started fucking my pussy in the shower.

Mythili (Me): Thank you so much. This was the dream moment. Because of you, this happened. I will never ever forget this night in my life.”

Balaji: I love you so much, baby. I know you have a fantasy of gangbang and I hope I could help you with it.

I kissed him passionately as we had a quick fucking in the shower. I came out with a towel wrapped around me. I could see everyone is still naked and a few are lying on the bed but Prasad was stroking his dick in the condom.

Balaji started laughing at him and cracked a joke saying, “You are the only one who has not got a chance to fuck my girlfriend.” Now I realized that I had fucked five men but one was still pending.

I drank some water and was ready for the next action with Prasad. Prasad started fucking me in a standing-doggy position which was my favorite fucking position. I was so happy.

While I was bending, I saw one cock coming near my mouth. I never looked up to see whose cock it was, but I started sucking it. Then I realized it was Rajesh.

After 15 minutes of hot fucking, Prasad came with a loud moan and I also came at the same time. This time, I had cum quickly because I already had a quick session with my boyfriend in the shower.

After fucking him, I lay on my back bed as I was so exhausted. When we saw the time, it was almost 3:30 am in the morning. I think we had started our session around 10 pm.

After a few minutes, they planned to take some drinks and wanted to bang me again. I also badly needed a drink, so we all went to the hall naked and we started drinking naked in the hall.

Everyone gave a nice compliment to me that they never had sex before and had never seen a woman like me in their life. I was so happy and blushing. They also said thanks to Balaji for allowing them to fuck his girlfriend.

Around 4 am in the morning, a few of them slept. But Gopi, Prasad, and Praven came to me and started smooching and kissing me.

Suddenly, Gopi poured his drink all over my boobs and started licking it from all over my body. Then all three started fucking me one by one and sometimes I was double penetrated. Meanwhile, Balaji also came in and joined the group to fuck me.

Around 5 am, we were all exhausted by fucking and started sleeping on the floor naked. Around six in the morning, I was feeling something on my pussy.

I was unable to open my eyes due to heavy sleep and being so tired. I could feel a dick going inside my pussy and someone is fucking me. And when I opened my eyes, I could see Rajesh and Karthik both naked.

Rajesh was fucking my pussy. It was a wonderful start to the morning and then Karthik inserted his dick in my mouth and they were fucking me hard. Meanwhile, Balaji woke up and began preparing coffee for everyone.

After getting fucked by Karthik and Rajesh in the morning, others also woke up and they also fucked me one more time one by one taking turns.

Finally, we all went to take a shower and we were kissing and sucking in the shower. It was almost 9 am in the morning. Lastly, they all dressed up and started to leave for their homes.

I and Balaji were still naked and we hugged everyone for a wonderful night. They also suggested that they want this kind of night more often. Even a couple of my friends said they wanted their wives also fucked like this.

They also wanted to plan a group gangbang event. I felt more excited because then there will be two or three women along with me getting fucked by multiple guys.

Based on your feedback, I will share my next story on how the group gangbang party started and how it happened. Please share your feedback.

This is Balaji again writing on behalf of my friend Mythili. All your feedback will be shared with her. Any woman/girls interested in safe and discreet sex, please feel free to contact me on my email [email protected]

Naan oru nimidam teacherai parthu uraithupoi viten, teacher ennai iru murai harish harish endru azhaithaal. Ha sorry teacher solunga, ulle vaa sapitaya endru  ketal?

Naan innum illai teacher endru solinen. Sari vaa naam sapitu vitu padikalam endru soli ennai samayal araiku azhaithu sendraal, teacher idupu sexiyaaga velaiyaaga therinthukondu irunthathu.

Athai paarthathum enaku moodu thanga mudiya villai, teacher pine nindru aval pin azhagai rasithen.

Teacher soothu vatamaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, avalin soothu arugil en siriya 6” sunni pudaithu arugil irunthathu. Teacher en idam sirithu pesi konde samayal seithaal, iruvarum ondraaga amarnthu sapitom. Appozhuthu enaku vickel eduthathu, udane teacher en thalaiyil kai vaithu thati vital.

Avla kai en meethu padum pozhuthu migavum pidithu irunthathu, saapitu mudithu vitu teacher enaku paadam eduka aarambithaal. En kangal teacher mulai meethu irunthathu, aval eppozhuthum mulai pilavu theriyum padi thaan jakit aniyuvaal. Athai en kangal paarthu rasithu konde irunthathu, andru muzhuvathum en sunni paathi viraitha nilaiyil thaan irunthathu.

Paadam padithu konde irukum pozhuthu enaku oru doubt vanthathu, teacher body temperature ithu epadi endru keten? Udane teacher body vetpam niraiya veru padum unaku netriyil kai vaithu paar pinbu kzhuthil kai vaithu paar endru solinaal. Naan udane en meethu kai vaithu paarthen, udane teacher en udambil kai vaithu paar endru solinaal.

Naan teacher netril kai vaithu paarthen, pinbu avalin kazhuthil kai vaithu thadavi paarthen. Netriyil irunthathai vida kazhuthil soodu athigamaaguthu endru solinen. Kaiyai innum keezhe eduthu poo endru moodga munarikonde solinaal. En kaigal teacher mulaiku sendrathu, avalin periya mulaiyai kaiyaal pidithen.

Teacher moodu aagi ennai kati pidika aarambithaal, naanum teacherai irukamaaga kati pidithu konden. Teacherin iru mulaiyum en meethu patu azhunthiyathu, teacher muthugil kai vaithu thadavi konde aval soothai pidithu paarthen. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa athil thaan athiga sugam irukirathu, sexiyaaga aval soothai pidithu thadavinen.

Teacher kuthiyil en sunni patu azhuthiyathu, teacher en kanathai pidithu en ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithaal. Iruvarum ithazhai sappi lip lock seiya aarambithom, nandraaga sema moodaga kiss seithu sappinom.

Pinbu teacher aval pudaviayai kayatinaal, enaiyum aadaiyai kayata solinaal. En pantai kayata kuchamaaga irunthathu, teacher itharkelam en vetkap padugirai endru soli en pantai teachere kayatinaal.

Iruvarum jati, bra udan irunthom, teacher aval sigapu nira bravai kayati iru mulaiyai veliyil eduthaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa miga azhaaga irunthathu, sigapaaga irukum aval kaambai paarthu vaaiyil echu oora athil vaai vaithu sappinen. Iruvarum padukai araiku sendrom, padukaiyil teacherai paduka vaithu aval iru mulaiyaiyum sappi suvaithen.

Teacher moodil haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa endru munarinaal, pinbu aval pentiyai kayati sexiyaaga pundaiyai kanbithaal.

Teacher pundai shave seithu sema sexiyaaga thukalaaga irunthathu athil vaai vaithu naka aarambithen. Iru thudaikum naduvil en thalaiyai vaithu nandraaga teacher pundaiku naaku potu sugam koduthen.

Neenda neramaaga en sunnni viraithu jatikul maatikondu irunthathu, teacher pundaiyai nandraaga naki sappi aval pundai eerathai urinthen. Teacher haaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaa hmmmmmm hmmmmmmm endru munari en thalai mudiyai pidithu pisaithaal. Piragu teacher en jatikul maati kondu iruntha sara pambai veliyil eduthaal.

En sunni endrum viraikatha alavirku indru viraithu irunthathu, teacher sirithu konde ennai paarthu sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithaal.

Haaaaaaaaaaaaa sunniyai nandraga urinthu konde vaaiyil vizhungi vizhungi oomba aarambithaal. Sirithu neram thaan aagiyathu enaal moodai thanga mudiyaamal teacher vaaikule sunni vinthu sendrathu.

We were renting a portion of a HIG villa in the posh South Delhi neighborhood of Vasant Vihar. Our housemaid, Yukta, lived not very far, in the modest dwellings of Yusuf Sarai.

Ever since the curfew was declared in Delhi, the classes I was teaching at college became online classes. From then on, I’ve had a lot of spare time. That morning, I gazed at Yukta from the dining table, where I was sitting with my laptop.

Initially, the ‘gaze’ was out of focus. I was looking in her general direction, following her movements. But my mind was thinking about other things, like books, evening plans and such.

Yukta pulled me out of my clouded thoughts. She was telling me something about food. I had ordered from a nearby mess because my live-in girlfriend was away. She had gone to her parents’ home for the pandemic period. My maid and I were alone at home. Yukta tasted the restaurant curry and complained:

Yukta: Saab, this is too spicy.

Vikas: Oh, yes, and salty too.

Yukta: I’ll make something here, don’t order from outside

She declared and moved on. I didn’t get a chance to comment, but I noticed her trim figure for the first time. She was probably five and a half feet tall – a pretty girl with cat eyes and long hair till her hips. She had hairless, baby smooth, copper-gold skin, and no makeup except kajal.

I’d seen her using a drop of ghee to moisten her lips and hands. She twisted her oily hair into a loose bun. But sometimes, the hair would hang loose on her ass. Her boobs were nicely shaped 34C cups. She burnt a lot of calories every day, so her slim waist was a meager 25-26 inches. Her hips were about 34 inches.

She normally took the metro train and walked 1.5 km each way to our home. No wonder, I thought, her figure was the envy of our landlady. She would constantly tell Yukta to wear loose clothes so that her husband wouldn’t lech at that fit body.

The following day Yukta’s food tasted a lot better, and I gave her a tip. Then remembering something, I asked her:

Vikas: Didn’t you ask for leave? memsaab (my gf) said you won’t be coming anymore.

Yukta: Ya, but my ‘Gauna’ got postponed for 6 months.

Vikas: I hope everything is ok.

Yukta: Ya, no problem, my husband is not working, that’s why.

In some villages, when husband and wife start living together, the event is called ‘Gauna.’ Until then, the girl remains without sexual fulfillment at her parents’ home. Curious about her age, I asked indirectly.

Vikas: When did you get married?

Yukta (smiling): 3 years ago Saab, now I’m 21. My sasural (in-laws’ home) is in Dwarka.

I got a tent in my track pant, looking at her sweaty neck and the 4 dots tattoo on her throat. The traditional tattoo was to ward off evil. But the green ink on her fair skin looked very sensual. She saw my erection and bent her head shyly. I guessed she must be desperate for sex.

The next day I was watching the news when she finished her work. She was wearing a simple black kurta and looked much hotter than the news anchor dressed similarly. I commented.

Vikas: Yukta, you look more beautiful than that news lady.

Yukta (smiling): Saab, I’m just a maid.

Vikas: If I was waiting for you, I would get a job by any means.

Yukta: Saab, who would keep you waiting.

She was directly flirting with me. I saw her press her sensual lips together. Her sultry smile revealed twinkling white teeth. A full lower lip and arched upper lip made her look steaming hot. I prodded further.

Vikas: What’s so special about me?

Yukta: You look like an IPL player, tall, fair, and handsome

She was positively staring at my erection. I went to the sink to wash my hands and started saying something, “Yukta…” She interrupted me, saying, “Saab, when you say my name, something happens inside me,” and ran out.

That afternoon I was pleasantly surprised when she came back at 2 pm. I was dozing off after lunch, but I woke up on her entry.

Vikas: Isn’t this your break time?

Yukta: Ya, I rest downstairs, but today I couldn’t sleep.

Vikas: Ok, come here. I’ll show you something.

I searched for a blowjob video and played it on TV. Then I asked her:

Vikas: Yukta, can you do what she’s doing?

Yukta: Ok, but close your eyes.

She came and stood near the sofa. I took out my 6-inch cock with my eyes closed and started rubbing to make it erect. I asked Yukta to touch it so that it will grow harder. She was breathing heavily and wrapped her soft fingers around my fat dick, then started rubbing up and down.

I felt her sucking with her lips and tongue. Due to the jerking motion of her head, her long hair opened and fell across my lap. I bunched her hair and held it for her while she finished the blow job. After a minute, I wrapped her hair around my cock and started squeezing her tits lightly without opening her kurta.

I started feeling the hot cum emerging from my dick. A few seconds later, when I opened my eyes, I saw seamen drops on Yukta’s face. She licked my cock like a lollipop to clean it up, just like the x rated film actress was doing. Yukta washed her face and the ends of her hair in the kitchen sink. She cribbed.

Yukta: I have to keep my hair oiled and sticky so that it won’t fall in food. I don’t like it.

Vikas: Then sell it online.

She took my suggestion seriously. So we took her picture from the back and posted it online. The very next day, a buyer offered 8000 for her hair. I asked her to wash her hair and come. We walked to the nearby barbershop and got her hair cut off at neck length.

While I was sending the severed ponytail by courier, the barber shaped her hair into a blunt bob. She could keep her off-center parting like before and make a tiny ponytail in the back. With no other customers in line, the barber took his time to finish.

He trimmed her brows with scissors and used his straight razor to scrape her cheeks and neck. Satisfied with the result, he used talcum power and brushed her neck. Yukta gave me her phone to take a picture. She looked like a sexy college girl, smiling happily with her fresh haircut and tight-fitting white kurta.

I noticed her kajal was neatly drawn. She had used some dark lip color on her sultry lips. We parted ways, taking different routes to reach home. She was a fast walker and was present inside when I entered. I was struggling with words when she spoke up:

Yukta: Saab, can you see from the back if he did my neck properly?

Vikas: I was about to ask. Let me check

I had to play along and find the right moment to nail her for a fuck. So I smoothed her hair to one side and traced her nape with my fingers. She was silently enjoying my touch. I had a suspicion that her hand in front was already patting her fanny.

I just said, “Yukta,” softly. That was the key to her heart. Saying her name turned her into soft clay that I could mold anyway. I rubbed her small ears between my thumb and forefinger. She had her lips pursed. I asked her:

Vikas: Do you shave pubes?

Yukta: Yes, clean shave.

Vikas: Then we have to check that also

Without waiting for her answer, I dipped my hand into her low waist jeggings and caressed her cunt with my palm. It felt smooth like her neck, with no trace of hair. As I pulled my hand out, I parted her pussy lips gently and lifted her hood to touch her clit.

She shivered and pressed back into my body. My already erect dick poked her in the ass crack, and I made a grinding motion to stimulate my foreskin inside. She spoke almost in a whisper.

Yukta: Saab, yours is so hard. It must be painful while entering.

Vikas: No, it’s sweet like gulab jamun when you take it inside.

Yukta: How? Mine is tight for even two fingers.

Vikas: How do you wear tight bangles?

Yukta: With soap water.

Vikas: Similarly, your cunt juice will help me glide in smoothly

She turned around, smiling, and overcome with shyness. She was ready to take a chance but with a condition:

Yukta: Saab, when you are doing it, can you say ‘I love you’ like in English movies?

Vikas: Of course, Yukta.

I stressed her name, saying it slowly and nicely. It worked like a charm. She closed her eyes and held up her pretty face. I pressed her bobbed hair to her cheeks and pulled out her sharp nose pin with my teeth before kissing her luscious lips.

She parted her lips slightly, making her tongue available. I bent sideways and sucked her lips alternately, with our tongues meeting. She was a fast learner, copied my smooching actions, and licked my lips like a hungry slut. I undressed both of us while kissing.

Yukta refused to open her eyes. I took off her bra and panty and lifted her featherweight figure into the living room settee. She let me part her legs. Then I used the magic words. “Yukta, I love you.” She opened her eyes and said, “I love you, Saa…” I cut her off with a kiss and told her:

Vikas: Call me Vikas when we are doing it.

Yukta: Ji Vikas.

Vikas: Now, open your eyes and see how it goes in.

She squealed happily as I pushed my cock head inside to test her hole. Then pushed all the way inside. Her eyes rolled up, her mouth opened wide, and her eyelids shut down with pleasure. Her hymen didn’t offer any resistance. But she was so tight, it was a bit painful even for me.

After only a few strokes, her vagina secreted extra juices to make the penetration feel buttery smooth. I kissed her ear, feeling her bobbed hair and saying her name softly. “Oh, Yukta.” She was in a condition of constant climax with a series of orgasms.

Every time I did something, like squeeze her silky bum or mash her perky boobs with my rough hands, she would bite her own lips and start shaking. In 4 minutes, I filled her with cum, then asked her to mount on top. I played another video on the big screen TV to show her how to ride a cock.

She picked up in a single shot. Sitting on her knees, she took my dick inside and started rocking back and forth. I slapped her ass lightly and told her to speed up. She laughed and asked me to slap harder, so I obliged her. Fucking me nicely like a cowgirl, she tried to tuck her hair behind her ears.

But the bob was like a curtain on both sides. It wouldn’t stay in place. She told me.

Yukta: Vikas, I can’t see you.

Vikas: We have to cut your front hair.

Yukta: Can you do it now?

Vilas: Then find the scissors.

I made a thick section from eyebrow to eyebrow and 2 inches deep. Then cut her bangs at the nose bridge. Her thick bangs automatically curved outwards along with the parting, looking like heavy side bangs. She came back and mounted me, this time happy that she could see.

I sucked her boobs hard, leaving bite marks while cumming inside her a second time. That evening we fucked till her pussy was sore and my dick started hurting.

We fucked regularly during Yukta’s afternoon breaks every day, and once in a while, she stayed at my place during the lockdown. She would tell at her home that the landlady asked her to sleep downstairs.

After 5 months of daily sex, our lust was somewhat satisfied. Yukta’s bangs had grown out and blended with her hair. She could easily tuck them behind her ears. Her bob was almost touching her shoulders, and she got it trimmed a bit to curl inwards.

One day she came in looking jubilant and announced that she missed her periods. She had already spoken to her husband to move to Dwarka. Then she consoled me.

Yukta: Don’t worry, Vikas ji, I’ll come back after delivery.

Vikas: But are you sure your husband won’t doubt?

Yukta: Haha, our men usually drink on the first night. After that, the wife can tell any story.

I held her hand and caressing it slowly, I said, “Yukta, spend this weekend with me.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be ‘cuntinude.’

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

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

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

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

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

“How was his cum, Soni?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To be continued.

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

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

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

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

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

I said, “Yes, mami.”

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

I said, “I will brush later.”

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

I said, “Ok.”

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

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

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

I said, “Ok, later.”

She said, “Not later, now.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I said, “Classmates.”

She smiled and said, “Just classmates?”

I said, “Ya.”

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

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

She said, “What are you looking at?”

I said, “Nothing.”

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

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

I said, “Who? Mama?”

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

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

She said, “Currently as I am young.”

I said, “Ok.”

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

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

She said, “Amazing body huh..”

I said, “Yes.”

She said, “Can you please elaborate?”

I said, “No.”

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

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

She smiled.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me: Shreya! How was the movie?

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

Me: What did you do after the movie?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me: Can I see it?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Me: What happened?

Shreya: She was twinkling. Feel shy.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shreya: Madhan! Please give it back.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Shreya: I am all yours, fucker!

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

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

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

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

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

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