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Dear Mom, I’m so sorry to have run away from you and our home. I hope you can forgive my decision to join the army without your consent. And I’m also sorry for not talking to you for the last three months. I had my reasons to choose this job and be away from home.

I hope you can forgive me. It has been a hard three months for me, and there hasn’t been a day where I have not thought about you. Hoping to hear from you.

With Love
David

Dear David, I’m so happy to hear from you. I was worried when you did not return any of my emails. I hope you are doing well. I want you to know that I respect your decision to join the army, and I’m not mad at you.

I had always thought of us to be more like friends than being Mom and Son. So I was a bit sad that you did not consult me and just took a major decision in your life. I hope we can be as close as we used to be.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I guess you did not notice that we drifted apart after you started dating Jack. I don’t blame you for it. I’m happy that you found a man after dad left us. I’m happy that you found a man. I guess it had to do with us spending less time together. This getting away from you is more of my doing than your Mom. I had to be away from home.

With Love
David

Dear Dav, I now feel terrible that I have ignored you for Jack, with whom things have gotten a little patchy. I wish I could make up for it somehow. I have realized that I haven’t heard you out. So I would like to know why that drove you away from our home.

I promise to hear you out and not judge you in any way.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I’m sorry that things look shaky with Jack. But I’m sure you can find a more suitable man than him. I’m sorry if that hurt you. I have thought about telling you about the reason that I left home many times before. But I couldn’t find the courage.

I guess I wouldn’t have found the courage to have this conversation any way other than a text message. I left the house because I love you, Mom. Not as a son would love his Mom but as a man who loves a woman. You may think I’m crazy, but it’s true.

Mom, you are the perfect woman in my dreams. I dream about all the things that I can possibly do with you. I’m sorry if any of my words offended you, but I feel relieved now. Thanks for letting me speak my mind. I’m sorry once again if this hurt your feelings.

With Love
David

David was worried as he did not receive any emails from his Mom for the past two days. He felt he had ruined his relationship with his Mom. He checks his email again as he did for every five minutes in the last two days.

To his surprise and relief, there was a mail from his Mom. He clicked on it nervously and read the content.

Dear Son, my head has been spinning since I read your mail. I’m still not able to digest what you wrote in your last mail. But I have found some sense of calmness now. Guess I needed some time before I replied back.

I’m not mad at you. In fact, I’m happy that you are opening up to me again like you used to do before. I just wanted to know if there was any mistake on my side that made you think and act like this.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I was worried when I did not receive any mail from you. I’m happy and glad that you understood me. I assure you that you haven’t done anything intentionally to provoke me. Can’t blame you for being a hot woman with curves.

I’m sorry if I’m crossing any boundaries, but I had to state the facts. I guess I wanted to occupy dad’s space when he left you. So when I found Jack filling that space, I couldn’t stand it and left the house. I wish I was there now to support you in these hard times

With Love
David

Dear Son, I have to admit that I had a good laugh when I read your comments about me. It also made me feel good about getting compliments from a man, although it’s from my own son. I really miss how you made me laugh and stood beside me during tough times.

I should have given more attention to you, and none of this would have happened. When can I see you again, baby?

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, I’m happy that my words put a smile on your sexy face. I can compliment you more. But I’m not sure how you would take those comments. And I did not say anything funny to make you laugh. It was a genuine comment. You are really a hot woman.

I won’t be home for the next three months. Mom, although I have 2 days off every 2 weeks, I will be traveling from port to port. If it’s not too much to ask, can you please send a photo of you? I have been dying to see your face, Mom.

With Love
David

Samantha felt a mixture of emotions as she read her son’s mail. She felt happy for the love her son was having for her. But she also felt nervous about the lust that was building inside him. She did a quick google search and found out that it was common for sons to lust on their moms. It would normally vanish away in a few years.

That got her relieved and happy. But she wondered about the compliments that her son had withdrawn from texting her. She wanted to know what those comments were that he thought would be taken badly by her. She then decided to visit her favorite beautician before she took a photo to send to her son.

Dear Dav, thanks for the compliments again, although I’m sure it’s only your way of showing your love. I was also wondering about the compliments that you felt would be taken badly by me. Now I’m curious to hear them. Don’t worry, I won’t judge you because I feel you.

I had a pretty good relationship before to talk about this stuff. I hope we can go back to those days of closeness. I’m waiting for these three months to pass by to see you. I have attached a photo of me with this mail. I hope you can send me one of your photos in the uniform.

With Love
Mom

Dear Mom, you looked fabulous in the photo, which proves my compliment correct. You still look young and dashing. The other compliments I wanted to tell you were about you as a person and your body.

I’m not sure how you will take these coming from your son, but I’m telling you this as a man and not your son. So here it goes, Mom, or let me call you Samantha. I think you the most loving woman that a man can have in his life.

The way you treated dad and then Jack made me feel jealous of them. Whenever I dated a girl, I looked for your qualities in her, and I found none of them has what you have got.

Your body has been driving me crazy for years. None of the girls in my college had a body like you have, Samantha. I had a hard time controlling myself whenever you wore some tight-fitting clothes that showed your wonderful curves.

Many nights I had gone to sleep thinking about you and your body. I love you, Samantha. Sorry if I had crossed any boundaries, Mom, but I feel good now. Hope you find my words as a compliment. Also attaching a photo of me in my uniform.

With Love
David

As Samantha read the email, her heart was pacing at an unbelievable speed. She knew her son was not only lusting her body but was also in love with her as she read the second paragraph of his email. Her breathing was long and unsteady as she read the next paragraph of her son describing her body.

A warm sensation was spreading across her body as she kept reading the same paragraph again and again. She had many questions now. Was her son referring to his penis when he wrote, “hard time controlling myself whenever you wore some tight-fitting clothes.”

Was he thinking sexually of her when he went to bed? Soon Samantha felt horny. Without her knowledge, she started to think of what her son must have dreamed.

Does he dream of seeing me naked? Does he play with my body in his dream? Do I give him a blowjob in his dream? Then her thoughts slowly drifted to other things like How big will his cock be? Will I give a blowjob to him if he insisted?

Her thoughts guided her for the next half an hour. Her warm sensation subsided. She was shocked to see her right hand inside her pants and a wet patch on her pant’s crotch region. To her disbelief, her hands were drenched, wet and sticky. Samantha felt awful that night and did not respond to her son’s email.

It was 11 pm, and Samantha was up in her bed, deep in thoughts. In her last google search, she learned a lot about the Oedipal complex and how it’s natural for a son to feel sexual attraction towards their mother.

It provided her with some relief to know that there were other mothers out there who had faced similar situations. Samantha’s next Google search to find how other moms dealt with this kind of situation made her discover incest stories.

She was a bit hesitant in reading the first story and finding out that moms made love with their sons. She felt a bit obnoxious about the whole thing. The second story was far more thrilling and erotic that she submitted to her urges. She started to visualize herself as a character in the story of how a son helps his sex-starved mom.

It was 12 midnight, and Samantha couldn’t stop reading incest stories of Mom and son. She never thought such love and passion was possible between a mother and a son. It was the third story that she was reading, and it had a lot of teasing and naughty talks.

Samantha visualized herself as the naughty Mom, and David replaced the son in the story. Halfway through the story, Samantha already had her vibrator in level 1 mode, buried inside her pussy as it slowly gave her constant pleasure.

As she read the climax of the story where the Mom and son were talking dirty and having hardcore sex. Samantha had the best orgasm she had in years. Tried, drained, and satisfied, she fell asleep.

The next morning Samantha workup fresh and happier than ever before. She immediately thought of her son’s mail and read it up once again. The way he had called her name in the mail made her giggle like a little girl. She wasn’t sure how she was going to reply to him.

After a bit of thought, she decided to play it safe and take things slowly. But at the same time, she wanted to know everything that her son thought about her.

Dear Dav, sorry for the delay. I needed some time for myself before I responded to you. It was so overwhelming when I read your mail first. But I’m starting to view things from a young man’s perspective. What you feel about me can be lust or love.

I want to give you time to think about our relationship, what you want and what you don’t. This doesn’t mean that I’m okay with all this, but I’m willing to hear you out.

On the fun side, I loved the way you described me, and I feel special. Thank you, baby. The way you called my name made me feel like a young woman who is getting to know a man she had just met. It felt weird and exciting.

I’m happy that you are feeling happy by saying things that were held up in your mind. Mommy is always here to hear you out, so don’t hesitate to speak your mind with me.

You looked handsome in the uniform, and you seem to be in good shape too. Keep it up, my boy.

With love
Mom

Dear Mom, thanks for understanding me. I don’t mind you taking time as I can understand your dilemma. I don’t think my mind will change if I get some time to think about our relationship.

In fact, I’m thinking about us every day. In my dream, we cuddle in our bed and do much more. So as days go by, my feeling for you grows stronger and stronger.

I’m glad that you like my description of you and the way I called your name. And you are still a young woman to me. A young woman that I want to know really well, both on the inside and outside.

Since you want me to speak my mind, I have a request for you. Can you send a photo of you wearing the black Mini dress which has a V-cut front? I have seen you wearing it only once, and I was impressed by how sexy you looked in it.

With love
David

Samantha returned home after work and couldn’t wait to read more incest stories. In every story she read, she pictured her son making passionate love with her. Her inhibition towards the taboo relation was slowly decreasing. Now she could imagine herself submitting to her son’s desires.

An email notification popped up on her screen. She immediately opened it and read its content. Samantha was blushing when she read her son’s comment about cuddling in bed and doing much more. Now she wanted to know more about her son’s dreams and what they did in those dreams.

Half an hour later, Samantha was standing in front of a big mirror and admiring how the black dress fitted her and showed off her body. She now knew why her naughty son had asked for a picture in this particular dress.

The front side showed her deep cleavage. Her sexy toned thighs were visible as the dress ends just a few inches below her butt. She clicks a few photos before adjusting her bra to push her tits up a bit and taking a few more photos

She felt so naughty and turned on as she reviewed her photos and selected 3 photos that showed her ample cleavage and sexy legs. The cloth material was sticking to her body, which was evident from the photos as they showed her hips and butt curves. Finally, she sat down to reply to her son.

Dear Dav, I can’t believe I’m asking this, but now I’m curious to know what you dream about us. Spare no details, I want to hear everything you dream about us. I think I’m getting used to your insanity, and it’s also spreading to me.

I have attached the photos you had asked me for. Now I’m starting to realize how naughty you have been when you were home. I had worn that dress only once as I felt it was attracting too much attention from strangers. Never thought that my son was attracted to me too. I hope you like the photos. Love you, baby.

With love
Mom

The next part of the emails between the Indian mom and the isolated son will be coming soon. Feedbacks and comments are welcomed. Write to me at [email protected].

It was another boring day at college. Drawing the objects kept on the table seemed FINE ART to the faculties here. Why don’t they understand I have taken FINE ARTS to make FINE PAINTINGS not to waste my time on basics which I have learned in the past.

Let me introduce myself to you. I am Ravi, a fine arts student in a reputed art college in my region. I always had a passion for art and paintings. I lived far away from my home in the college hostel. I went against my family’s wishes and chose this course.

But now I was feeling some regret that I had taken this course. I was upset as hell because I was frustrated by drawing small objects for six months and still continuing.

I had already done that in class 9-10. I was already great at making paintings. I wanted to learn to make exquisite paintings and have my own exhibition.

I was extremely passionate about having my own exhibition where everyone would come and praise me for my artwork. I was ranting about the teacher, college, my life, about everything in my mind while doing the object sketch.

After completing the object sketching, the teacher asked us to pay attention to her. She was having a new book in her hand after 6 months.

I was thinking that I was going to learn something new. She asked, “How many of you have a girlfriend or a boyfriend?”

In my mind, I was thinking, “Why is she asking that? What will she do knowing about our relationship status?”

After a while when I finished questioning this in my mind, I saw ALL the hands were raised except mine. To avoid the embarrassment of being the only single, in a class of love doves, I also raised my hand.

I raised my hand thinking about my best friend Milli. She was more than my best friend but less than my girlfriend. I had a huge crush on her but couldn’t express it to her thinking it could break our friendship.

She was a B.Sc student from college who was in the same university. She was a sensitive, good looking, and well-mannered girl from a reputed and conservative family.

She was always wearing a salwar kameez and traditional stuff like that. She looked damn gorgeous in traditional attire. She had long, silky, black hair, black eyes, fair skin with a very light wheatish tan.

In short, she had a nice figure which was discerned by the curves of the dress she wore. Sometimes I felt that she dropped hints but then avoided it, thinking that I could be pre-assuming things since I had a huge crush on her.

My best friend was a decent girl for everyone seeing her for the first time. I was among the rare people who had seen her other side. She and I always have a beer party every 3rd Sunday of the month. This was at a park which becomes lonely after dusk.

My thoughts about Milli was broken by the voice of my teacher. The teacher exclaimed,

“Excellent! Your partners would be comfortable getting naked in front of you. And you also will be comfortable seeing them naked. So, your next project is making a painting themed on NUDITY where the model will be your partner. To avoid any issues, it’s optional to paint their face.”

I was completely SHOCKED! What was happening!!! From objects directly to NUDITY! I was confirming with my ears, “Did you listen to the word NAKED?”

The teacher continued, “Don’t try to fool us by making a painting of a nude photo. I know you all won’t, but I am warning that we are going to check plagiarism.”

“I WANT ORIGINALITY in work. This will be your main project and you have to get it done by next week. This project will be the deciding factor that would decide if you continue to the next semester.”

All the students were cool with this project except me. My ears were getting hot, “To whom I am going to ask to become my nude model, Milli? Will she be ready? Won’t she judge me on this?”

“What if she breaks our friendship? If she won’t then who will do that? I don’t know another girl also.” The horses of my mind were fully out of control.

I tried to calm myself and said to myself, “Let me just try asking her. I am going to make sure she doesn’t overreact. I know that she isn’t going to judge or break the friendship. If she doesn’t want to do it, she will refuse to do it. If she denies then I will search for another option.”

That day of college finished, and I was walking away with a dilemma in my mind of asking my best friend to become my nude model. While I was walking towards the hostel, someone called my name aloud.

When I turned back it was Milli, calling out my name. She came running and she seemed to be very happy. She came to me and hugged me tightly.

Ohh that moment, I was smelling her fragrance and her aura was intoxicating. Her hands around me were melting me deep within. I was feeling the strands of her hair softly touching my face.

I wanted to hug her even more tightly and wanted her to be in my arms for the whole day but I reminded myself, “she isn’t your girlfriend and this is not a place to do whatever I think.” Controlling my urges, I too responded by hugging her lightly.

After getting satisfied with the hug, my best friend told me the reason why she was happy. She told me that for the first time she had scored full marks in any exams in the college. I also expressed my happiness to her.

I thought, “She is happy right now, this is the best time to ask her about it. She is happy so chances of her saying yes may increase,” and then I decided to ask her right away.

I said, “Milli, I want a favor in one of my college projects. It is an essential project for my career. It will be the deciding factor for me passing to the next semester. I don’t know anyone else who could help me with this.”

Milli replied, “You know I am your best friend. I am always going to help you. You don’t need to plead so much. Tell me how can I help you?”

In a flattering voice, I said, “Look it’s completely optional for you, but I don’t have any other options except you.”

“My project is to paint a nude painting. And I want you to become my nude model. Don’t worry I am not going to paint your face. When the teacher asked about our relationship status, I couldn’t say that I am single due to peer pressure.”

“Now all are allotted this project to paint nudes of their boyfriend or girlfriend. This is to be completed in a week.” She was shocked when I asked her for becoming my nude model.

But after a while, my best friend gave it a thought. She said, “If the face isn’t to be painted then I am completely okay with it. I can understand your problem, my dear friend.”

“You don’t need to find any other girl for becoming your nude model. You have helped me so much wherever you could, so it’s my responsibility to help you wherever I can.”

I was relieved and it was completely visible on my face. I hugged her for the burden she had lifted from my shoulders. I was feeling her again. In the back of my mind, the thought of making out with her using this opportunity was popping up.

Pushing these thoughts to the back of my mind I said, “Thank you so much, Milli. You are the best friend ever. You have lifted a burden that was on my head since this project was announced. Now I can be completely focused on painting.”

Milli replied, “Mention not Ravi, anything for you! So when and where will you start with this project?” I said, “Sunday you are free so we’ll keep it on Sunday.”

“We can do it in my small art studio, which you have already visited. We could keep it in the morning around 7 so that we could have more time to complete it.”

She replied, “Done! I will be there the day after tomorrow. Make sure no one is there around. I am so grateful to you that you provided an opportunity for me to help you.”

I said, “Why are you saying thank you? Instead, I should be thanking you. Yes, I will make sure privacy is there. So in the happiness of your marks and my project let’s have an ice-cream party.”

She happily agreed and then we had an ice-cream party at the nearby shop. Then we returned to our places. Since that day, I was eagerly waiting for Sunday so that I could complete my exciting new project and see a naked woman for the first time in my life.

At the end of part 1.

This is it guys for part 1. This is my first story on ISS. Hope you liked the story and enjoyed reading it. Please do tell me how the story was in the comments section. Suggestions are always welcome.

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en thambiyin nanban vijayai eppadi correct seithu sex seithen enbathai intha kathaiyil ungalidam pagirugiren. En peyar iyswarya vayathu 32 aagugirathu. Enaku thirumanam aagi iru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal, avargal iruvarum palliku sendru kondu irukindranar.

Naan veetil thanimaiyil irukum pozhuthu niraiya kama kathaigal padipen, enaku thirumanam aavatharku munathaagave kama kathai padithu irukiren. Naan thirumanathirku munbu mundru perai kathal seithu avargal udan sex seithu irukiren. Mundru perai kathal seithu sex seithu vitu veru oru aanai kathal seithu thirumanam seithu konden.

Ippozhuthu iru kuzhanthaigaluku thaayaga irukiren, naan ippozhuthu thaan mendum kama kathaigal padika aarambithen. En kanvar ennai adikadi sex seigiraar thaan aanal enaku veru aangalai sex seiya vendum endru thondriyathu. En kanavan oru thayir saatham eppozhuthum sirithu neram ookum pozhuthe avar sunniyil vinthu vanthu vidum.

En pundaiyil kanju vara vaikave matar athanaale enaku ilara vaazhkaiyil oru pinaipu ilamal aagi vitathu. Oru naal en thambi veetirku vanthu irunthaan appozhuthu avanudan avan nanban vikram vanthu irunthaan. Avanai paarkum pozhuthu thaan en manathil oru kaama ennam vanthathu, vayathil siriyvargalai sex seithaal ethum perithaaga prachanai aagathu endru therinthathu.

Oru velai en kanavaruku naan avan udan sex seivathu therinthaalum avar vayathil siriya paiyan thane endru vitu viduvaar. Naan vikram vanthathum sexiyaaga avan kaiyai pidithu ulle vaa da endru azhaithu sofavil amarthinen. Naan nighty aninthu irunthen, avan thudai perithaaga irukum. Thudai perithaaga irukum  aangal thaan kamathil siranthu vilanguvaargal.

Avan maarbu nangu virinthu irunthathu, enaku aangal maarbu virinthu irunthaal athigam pidikum. Naan vikram arugil amarnthen, en thudaiyai avan thudai meethu vaithu theithu kondu amarnthen.

Vikram arugil en thambi amarnthaan. Avanai adipathu pola en mulaiyai vikram meethu vaithu theithen. Avanuku kandipaaga therinthu irukum naan avan meethu kaama aasaiyil irukiren enbathu.

En thambi bath room sendraan appozhuthu vikram unathu mobile number irunthaal kodu da endru ketu avan number vaangi konden. En thambi idam naan un idam number vaangiyathai soli vidathe naam jollyaga pesalam endru solinen. Avan udane ennai paarthu sirithu sari akka endru solinaan, avan sunniyai paarthen.

Kandipaaga avan sunni 7’ kuraiyaamal thamdimbalaaga irukum, naan avan sunniyai adikadi paarthu rasithu kondu irunthen. Thirumanam aagi vitale aangal sunniyai pengal paarka aarambipaargal, athil naan konjam athigamaaga paarthen. Enaku kama kathaigal athigamaga padipathaal veru vazhi ilamal sight adikavendiyathaaga irukum.

Sunniyai paarkum pozhuthu oru kaama unarvu namakul varum athu sugamaaga irukum, aangal engal mulaiyai paarthu rasipathu pola naangalum avargal sunniyai paarthu sight adipom. Thinamum mathiya nerathil kama kathai padithu viral potu kanju edupen. Aanal naan vikaramai paarthathil irunthu viral poda villai.

Avanai epadiyavathu en maamiyaruku theriyamal motai madiyil irukum en veetirku vara vaithu vitaal naangal jollyaaga irupom. En veetil cctv camira irukirathu athil paarthaal veetirkul yar varugiraar yaar veliye pogiraar enbathu anaithaiyum therinthu kolalam. Athanaal naan eppadi vikramai en veetirku vara vaipathu endru theriyamal irunthen.

Naan ena seiyalam endru theriyamal irunthen, vikramku call seithu thinamum pesikondu irupen. En veetirku varugiraaya endru keten? Avan eppozhuthu vara vendum endru ketan? Naan mathiya nerathil thaniyaaga thaan irupen aanal en veetil cctv camera irukirathe ena seivathu en maamiyar paarthu viduvaargal endru solinen.

Avan correct cut aginaal camera work aaguma endru keten? Avan ithai ketkum pozhuthu thaan nala yosanai vanthathu, ama da correct cut aana camera work aagathu endren. Ippozhuthu engal areavil oru naal muzhuvathum power cut seigiraargal kandipaaga ungal areavirkum power cut aagum appozhuthu naan ungal veetirku varugiren endraan.

Andru naan avanuku video call seithu pesa aarambithen, avan veetil velai ilamal thaan irunthaan. Naan en mulaiyai vendum endre avanuku kanbika aarambithen, video call pesum pozhuthu avan kangal en mulaiyai paarthathu. Thinamum mathiya nerathil kama kathaigal padikamal vikram udan video call pesa aarambithen.

Oru tharunathil avan en mulaiyai veliyil eduthu kanbika solinaan appozhuthu naan avanidam naan neril thaan kanbipen nee en veetirku vaa endru solinen. Vikram soliyathu padiye engal areavil nalai minsaara nirutham endru news paperil soli irunthathu. Antha news paartha udan naan athigamaaga santhoshap paten.

Avan idam nalai veetirku vaa endru solinen, avan sari oru murai un mulaiyai enaku kanbi endru ketan? Naan nee neril vanthu ena vendumanalum ennai seithu kol endru solinen. Pinbu neenda naalaga shave seiyatha en kuthiyai shave seithu sutham seithen. En pundaiyai paarkum pozhuthe enake aasaiyaaga irunthathu.

Lesagaga karupu irukum aanal pundai velaiyaaga thaan irukum, en mulaiyai solave thevai illai azhagaga pazhuthu sexiyaaga irukum. Andru kanadi munbu nirvaanamaaga nindru en penmaiyai rasithen, en udambai oruvan anuba vaika pogiraan endru therinthathum en manathil santhoshamaaga irunthathu.

Nalai kanavan kalaiyil ennai kiss seithu vitu kilambinaan, andru paarthu en maamiyarum mathiya nerathil veliyil sendru irunthaal.

En maamiyar veedu keezhe irukum, vikram neraga padikatu vazhiyaaga vanthaan. Avan vanthathum ulle azhaithu kathavai thapal poten. Kathavai thapal potathum avan en pine soothil sunni patum padi nindraan. Thirumbum pozhuthu en kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithan, en mulai avan maarbil patu azhunthiyathu.

Ennai kati pidithu en soothil kai vaithu thadavinaan, en soothu miga sexiyaaga vatamaaga irukum.

Sexiyaaga soothai thadavi vitu en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa naangal kiss seithu konde padukai araiku sendrom. En nightyai kayatinaan, naan ulle bra matum aninthu irunthen penty aniyamal pundai nudedaaga therinthathu.

Neraga avan vaaiyai en pundaiyil vaithu naka aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa ena ivan eduthathum neraga pundaiku varugirane endru paarthen. Athu enaku konjam kuchamaaga irunthathu aanal naka naka inbamaaga irunthathu. Kuthiyai naki vitu bravai kayati mulaiyai paarthu un mulai miga azhagaga irukirathu endru solinaan.

Iru mulaiyaiyum pidithu kambai vaaiyil vizhungi urinthu sappa aarambithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu. Pinbu avanathu aadaiyai kayatinaan, naan avan jatttiyai kayati sunniyai veliyil eduthen. Sunni naan ninaithathu polave thadimbalaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, avan sunniyai paarthathum aasai aasaiyaai athai vizhungi sappa aarambithen.

Vikram en thalaiyai pidithu sunniyai vaikul iraki iraki eduthaan, enakum athai suvaika migavum pidithu irunthathu. Naandraaga sunniyai oombi viten pinbu ennai avan meethu amarthi sunniyai pundaikul irakinaan. Sunni muzhuvathum en pundaikul irangiyathu, inbamaaga irunthathu avan en iru soothai pidithu kondu vegamaaga ennai ooka aarambithaan.

Naanum en soothai aati avanuku nandraaga company koduthen, haaaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaa ooka ooka inbamaaga irunthathu. Naan vikram idam vegama sei da endru solinen, ithai naan soliyathum ennai paduka vaithu en kuthiyil sunniyai aazhamaga iraki vegamaaga adithu oothan. Adika adika sema moodu eriyathu.

Ennai irukamaaga kati pidithu matter adithathil en kuthiyil sugam kudi pundai kanju avan vayitrin meethu adithathu.

Vikram oopathai niruthaamal vegamaaga oothu avanukum moodu eeri kanjai en pundaiyil irakinaan. Iruvarum sirithu neram ooivu eduthu vitu mendum ooka aarambithom, enathu kathaiyai intha inaiya thalathil pathivu seithathil miguntha santhosham adaigiren, nandri vanakam.

Hello dosto,  asha hai aapko pochla part pasand aaya hoga aur aap logo ne jamke lund hilaye honge. Meri Mallu mummy Leela ko imagine karke muth maari hogi.

To ab story pe aate hai:

Main – Thik hai sir. Lekin ek shart hai.

Rathore sir – Kya beta?

Main – Aap jab mummy ko chodoge, to mere saamne chodna padega.
Rathore sir to aur khush ho gaye.

Rathore sir – Bilkul beta.

Main – Thik hai. Aap yahi ruko. Main aata hu.

Fir main mummy ke room mein chala gaya. Mummy bed pe ekdum nangi leti hui thi. Shayad unhe bhi chudaas lag rahi thi. Main andar gaya aur seedha meri mummy ke pairo ke paas baith gaya. Aur dheere se apna haath se unke pairo ko sahlaane laga.

Fir main apna haath upar le jaane laga aur Leela ki siskari dheere dheere nikalne lagi.

Mummy – Kya kar raha hai beta. Rathore ji bahar hai.

Main – Unhi ke liye hi to aaya hu meri Leela.

Ye kehke maine mummy ki chut pe haath rakh diya aur dheere dheere dabane laga.

Mummy – Ye kya kah raha hai beta?

Main – Rathore sir aapki jawani ka ras peena chahte hai mummy.

Mummy – Nahi, nahi, ye thik nahi hoga.

Main – Natak mat karo mummy, mujhe pata hai kaise aap apni chuchiya aur apni gaand ke darshan unko karati thi.

Mummy – Lekin woh tere sir hai beta. Agar college mein kisi ko pata chal gaya to.

Main – kuch nahi hoga mummy. Upar se main maths mein bhi paas ho jaunga har saal. Aur 25000 rs bhi denge sir.

Mummy – To tune mera rate bhi decide kar liya beta.

Main – Ha meri rand Leela.

Fir main utha aur almari kholi. Fir maine ek thong nikala aur ek sexy si bra nikalke mummy ko de di. Mummy bhi garam ho gayi thi aur jaldi se unhone woh bra aur thong pehan li.

Fir unhone apne baalon ka jhuda banaya aur ek black color ka hair net apne baalon pe laga liya. Fir unhone ek red dark lipstick apne hothon pe lagayi.

Mummy ki gaand ek dam nangi thi aur bra itni tight thi ki aadhe se jyada boobs bahar nikle hue the. Unke armpits me bhi hair the jo unke randipan ko aur bada rahe the.

Fir me bahar aaya aur mummy ko saath leke sir wale room me gaya. Rathore sir ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ko dekha. Fir dheere dheere whiskey peene lage aur apne musal lund ko hilaane lage.

Rathore sir – Kya maal ho Leelaji aap. Aaj maza aayega meri jaan.

Fir main mummy ko laaya aur Rathore sir ke paas bitha diya aur main bhi baith gaya. Ab meri mummy Rathore sir aur mere beech mein ek bra aur thong pehan ke baithi thi. Ab maine Leela ka haath pakda aur Rathore sir ke lund pe rakh diya.

Mummy ka hath padte hi Rathore sir ka lund phunkaar marne laga. Rathore sir peeche hoke sofe pe aaram se baithe aur whiskey peene lage. Aur meri Mallu mummy Leela sir ke lund ko dheere dheere hilaane lage.

Maine bhi apne kapde khol diye aur apne lund ko hilaane laga. Mummy ka jhuda aur uspe black hair net mummy ko ek sexy rand bana raha tha. Fir maine unka ek haath uthaya aur unke armpits ki khusbhu ko sunghne aur chaatne laga.

Kya khusbhu thi, dosto. Thodi der hilaane ke Baad Rathore sir bole.

Rathore sir – Sirf hilaegi kya meri jaan.

Aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke jhude ko pakadke apne lund ke upar jhuka diya. Mummy bhi ek randi ki tarah pehle Rathore sir ke lund ko sunghne lagi aur unke lund ki khusboo lene lagi. Fir Leela ne apni jeebh nikali aur Rathore sir ke lund ko neeche se leke upar tak chaatne lagi.

Maine sir ke lund ko pakda aur mummy Rathore sir ke ande chusne lagi. Aur main Rathore sir ka lund hilane laga. Fir maine mummy ke jhude ko pakadke Rathore sir ka musal lund mummy ke muh mein ghusaya.

Ab mummy ek pakki randi ki tarah Rathore sir ki aankhon me dekhke unka musal lund chus rahi thi. Rathore sir apni whiskey ke saath meri randi mummy Leela ki jawani chakh rahe the.

Rathore sir bhi dheere dheere dhakke mar rahe the aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke muh ko chod rahe the. Fir mummy uthke neeche ghutno ke bal baith gayi. Woh Rathore sir ke lund ko chus ne lagi aur mere lund ko dheere dheere hilaane lagi.

Kya scene hoga, dosto. Main mummy ke jhude ko pakadke unke muh mein Rathore sir ke lund ko andar tak ghusa raha tha.

Rathore sir – Kya chusti hai meri Leela rand. Beta kya mummy hai teri, ek number ki randi hai saali. Achi training di hai tumne beta.

Ab meri Mallu mummy Leela kabhi Rathore sir ka lund chusti aur mere lund ko hilaati. Kabhi mere lund ko muh me leke chusti aur Rathore sir ke lund ko hilati. Beech mein hum dono apne lund whiskey ke glass mein duba ke Leela ko chuswate.

Beech beech mein Rathore sir mera lund hila dete aur main Rathore sir ka. Aur fir woh apne muh mein whiskey daalte aur main unko smooch karta. Fir puri whiskey pee jaata aur woh bhi mere lips ko smooch karke whiskey chuste. Aisa maza pehle kabhi nahi aaya tha.

Fir me meri Mallu mummy Leela ke peeche gaya aur jor jor se mummy ki gand pe thappad maarne laga. Leela ko dard bhi ho raha tha aur randi ko maza bhi aa raha tha.

Rathore sir se ab control nahi ho raha tha. Unhone Leela ke jhude ko pakadke jor jor se apna lund mummy ke muh me andar bahar karne lage. Aur us ke muh ko chodne lage.

Mummy bhi ek expert randi ki tarah sir ke lund ko andar tak le rahi thi. Aur fir sir ne apna saara maal meri Mallu mummy Leela ke muh me nikal diya. Mummy ne bhi sir ka saara maal pi liya aur sir ke lund ko chus ke saaf kar diya.

Ab maine TV on kiya aur gaane start kar diye. Ab maine meri Mallu mummy ko uthaya aur room ke beech mein khada kar diya. Main jaake Rathore sir ke paas baith gaya.

Meri Mallu mummy Leela samajh gayi thi. Usne apna randipan dikhana start kiya aur dheere dheere dance karne lagi. Main aur Rathore sir whiskey peene lage aur dheere dheere apne lundo ko masalne lage.

Mummy bhi ab puri chudaasi ho chuki thi. Woh kabhi apne kadak boobs daba daba ke hume dikhati ya apni gaand ko hamari taraf karke hilati. Mummy kabhi neeche let ke apne boobs aur chut ko masalti. Ya ulta hoke apni gaand ko aise hilaati jaise koi unhe chod raha hu.

Main khud hairaan tha ki meri Mallu mummy Leela itni badi randi hai aur ye sab bhi jaanti hai. Woh fir Rathore sir ke paas aayi aur Rathore sir ki goud mein baithke lap dance karne lagi.

Mummy jor jor se Rathore sir ke lund ko apni gaand se masal rahi thi. Rathore sir bhi apne haathon se meri Mallu mummy Leela ke boobs bra ke upar se daba rahe the. Fir mummy uthi aur usi tarah meri goud me baithke mujhe bhi lap dance dene lagi.

Kabhi kabhi mummy hath floor pe rakhke aur gaand ko mere lund pe uchalti. Fir mummy fir se dance karne lagi aur apni jawani unke bete aur uske sir ke saamne utaarne lagi.

Fir Rathore sir uthe aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke peeche aa gaye. Unka lund mummy ki gaand me sata ke dance karne lage aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chuchiyon ko masalne lage.

Rathore sir ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ki bra ko khol diya aur mummy ki nangi chuchiyon ko fir se dabane aur masalne lage. Rathore sir aage aaye aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ki ek chuchi ko apne muh mein daalke chusne lage. Fir dusri chuchi ko masalne lage.

Mummy ke muh se bhi ab siskaariyan nikal rahi thi.  Main uthke mummy ke paas gaya aur whiskey meri Mallu mummy ke boobs pe daalne laga. Rathore sir chus chus kar aur chaat chaat kar whiskey Leela ke boobs se peene lage.

Fir Rathore sir neeche ghutno ke bal baith gaye aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ki thong ko phaad ke side mein daal diya. Aur apni jeebh se mummy ki chut ko touch kiya. Leela ke muh se ek kamuk siskaari nikli aur unhone Rathore sir ka sar apni chut pe daba diya.

Rathore sir jor jor se mummy ki chut ko chaatne lage. Main bhi beech beech mein meri Mallu mummy ko smooch kar tha. Aur apni tongue unke muh mein daalke chuswa raha tha. Unki tongue ko chus bhi raha tha. Aur peeche se unki kadak chuchiyan ko daba raha tha.

Mummy jhude mein aur bhi kamuk lag rahi thi aur me unke jhude ko pakadke apna lund unki gaand mein daba raha tha. mummy ki nangi peeth pe kiss kar raha tha. Rathore sir ne mujhe lipstick laane ko kaha.

Maine lipstick sir ko di. Mujhe laga woh meri Mallu mummy Leela ke hothon pe lagayenge. Lekin Rathore sir fir se neeche baithe aur Leela ki chut ko kholke, mummy ki chut ki lips pe lipstick lagane lage. Fir se uski chut ko chusne lage.

Mummy se ab bardaasht nahi hua. Woh Rathore sir ke sar ko jor se apni chut pe dabane lagi aur jhadne lagi. Sir ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ka saara maal pi liya aur chut ko chaat chaat ke saaf kar diya.

Rathore sir uthe aur meri Mallu mummy Leela ke jhude ko pakadke, mummy ko smooch karne lage. Main ek haath se Rathore sir ke lund ko hilaane lagaa aur ek haath se mummy ki chut ko ragadne laga. Rathore sir ne Leela ki armpits me bhi whiskey daali aur chusne lage.

Rathore sir: Beta, apni mummy ko uthao.

Main mummy ke peeche gaya aur meri Mallu mummy ko gaand se pakad ke uthaya. Ab us ki chut Rathore sir ke saamne thi. Rathore sir ne apna lund Leela ki chut me set kiya.

Rathore sir: Tum bhi daalo, beta.

Maine bhi apna lund meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut pe set kiya. Aur ab hum dono dheere dheere apne lund us ki chut me ghusaane lage. Leela hum dono ke beech latki thi aur hamare lund us ki chut mein ghus rahe the.

Main meri Mallu mummy Leela ki peeth pe kiss aur kaatne laga. Rathore sir uske boobs ko chusne aur kaatne lage. Mummy ab puri madhosh ho chuki thi aur gaand uchal uchal ke hamare lund apni chut mein le rahi thi. Poore room mein chudai ki aawazein aa rahi thi.

Fir hum teeno ki speed badh gayi aur hum teeno ek saath apna maal nikalne lage. Rathore sir ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ki taango ko pakadke apne kandho pe rakh diya. Ab mummy ki taange Rathore sir ke kandho pe thi. Aur unhone apne haath mere gale mein daal rakhe the.

Rathore sir hawa mein latki Leela ki chut ko firse chaatne lage. Main mummy ko smooch karne aur unke honthon ka ras peene laga. Ab hum aise hi Leela ko bedroom mein le gaye aur bed pe leta diya.

Rathore sir Leela ke boobs pe baith gaye aur apna lund uske muh me ghused diya. Mummy fir se sir ke lund ko paltu kutiya ki tarah chaatne aur chusne lagi. Main bhi neeche jake meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut ko chaatne aur chusne laga.

Main utha aur apna lund meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut mein ek dhakke mein ghusa diya aur mummy ki chudai start kar di. Ab mummy ke muh mein sir ka lund tha aur unki chut me unke bete ka lund tha. Ab maine lund nikala aur mummy ke muh mein ghused diya aur woh hum dono ka lund chusne lagi.

Fir Rathore sir ne apna lund meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut me ghusa diya aur unhe chodne lage.  Rathore sir ne apni speed badha di aur jor jor se meri mummy ki chudai karne lage. Rathore sir ne saara maal Leela ki chut me gira diya aur side mein let gaye.

Ab maine mummy ko uthaya aur unhe smooch karne laga aur unke boobs ko dabane laga. Mummy bhi Rathore sir aur mere lund ko hila rahi thi. Fir maine meri Mallu mummy Leela ke jhude se hair net nikala aur unke baalo ko khol diya. Ab woh ek high class randi lag rahi thi.

Maine firse meri Mallu mummy Leela ke honthon pe lipstick lagayi. Mummy uthi aur Rathore sir ke lund ko pakadke uspe dheere dheere baithne lagi. Sir ka lund uski chut me ghus gaya aur woh fir se meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chudai karne lage.

Mummy bhi uchal uchal ke Rathore sir ka lund apni chut me ghuswa rahi thi. Ab main peeche aaye aur mummy ko Rathore sir ki taraf jhukaya. Sir ne Leela ke khulle baalon ko pakada aur unke honthon ko chusne lage.

Maine apna lund mummy ki gaand pe set kiya aur dheere dheere dhakke dene laga. Mummy ko halka dard hone laga aur thoda chatpatane lagi. Lekin Rathore sir ne mummy ko kas ke pakad rakha tha. Dheere dheere pura lund mummy ki gaand mein ghus gaya.

Ab Rathore sir aur maine speed badha di aur jor jor se meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chut aur gaand dono ki chudai karne lage. Ab main Leela ke khulle baalon ko pakada aur jor jor se uski sawari aur chudai dono karne laga. Aur jor jor se dhakke dete hue maine apna maal meri uski chut me nikala diya.

Ab main let gaya aur Rathore sir Leela ke peeche aa gaye. Ab sir ne apna lund Leela ki chut pe set kiya aur mummy ke khulle baalon ko pakadke ek jhatke mein pura lund uski chut me ghused diya.

Maine bhi apna lund meri Mallu mummy Leela ke muh me ghusa diya aur woh mere lund ko chusne lagi. Rathore sir beech beech mein lund ko chut se nikaalte aur ek hi jhatke mein Leela ki gaand me ghused dete. Aur jor jor se dhakke maarte.

Mummy ko dard bhi hota lekin unki chudaas ke saamne ye dard kuch bhi nahi tha. Woh bhi apni gaand hila hila ke sir ke lund ko apni chut aur gaand mein ghuswa rahi thi.

Rathore sir ne fir se apni speed badha di aur ek jordaar dhakke ke saath apna pura maal Leela ki gaand me nikal diya. Mummy bhi jordaar siskari ke saath jhar gayi aur hum teeno bed pe thak ke let gaye.

Rathore sir: Maza aa gaya Leela ji. Aisa maza kisi ne nahi diya aajtak. Kaash aap meri wife hoti, aapki aisi halat karta ki aap thik se chal bhi nahi paati.

Mummy: Main jaanti hu Rathore ji. Maza aa gaya. Aisi chudai kisi ne nahi ki aaj tak meri. Main to aapke lund ki diwani ho gayi. Is umar mein bhi aapki takat ne to mujhe aapki randi bana diya hai.

Main: Aap log rest karo, main sone jaa raha hu.

Maine mummy ko ek smooch diya aur sir ko aankh maarke aa gaya. Fir me apne room me aa gaya. Mujhe laga woh log so jayenge. Lekin unke room se aawazein aa rahi thi.

Rathore sir – Jab aisi raand saath ho to kaun soyega meri jaan.

Woh meri Mallu mummy Leela ko smooch karne lage. Mummy bhi sir ke lund ko hilaane lagi. Rathore sir ne mummy ko uthaya aur deewar ke sahare khada kar diya. Mummy ke khulle baalon ko pakadke sir ne apna lund uski chut me set karke, ek jhatke diya. Aur lund chut ko cheerta hue andar ghus gaya.

Meri Mallu mummy Leela ki chudai fir se start ho gai. Dono mein itni chudai ki aag thi ki itni der ke baad bhi dono jor jor se chudai kar rah the. Fir sir ne mummy ko seedha kiya. Ab mummy ki peeth dewaar ki taraf thi.

Ab sir ne mummy ko uthaya aur lund ko mummy ki chut pe set kiya. Mummy ne bhi apni taangein sir ki kamar pe daalke lock kar di. Ab Rathore sir ne fir se ek jhatke mein Leela ki chut me apna lund ghusa diya aur uchaal uchaal ke chudai karne lage. Is umar me bhi dono ki chudai ki aag kam nahi hui thi.

Rathore sir – Bahuto ko choda hai raani. Tere jaisa maza kisi ne nahi diya aaj tak. Meri personal randi hai tu aajse. Tujhe jo chahiye me dunga. Lekin mere lund ki pyaas to tu hi bhujaegi meri raand.

Ab dono ki speed tez ho gayi aur Rathore sir ne apna maal Leela ki chut me nikal diya. Mummy neeche utari aur sir ke lund ko chus ke saaf kar diya aur sir ne bhi uski chut ko chaat ke saaf kar diya.

Fir dono nange hi so gaye. Subah jab main uthke unke room me gaya to pura room bikhra hua tha. Mummy aur sir ek dusre se lipte nange lete hue the.

Mummy ko dekhkar aisa laga raha tha jaise bohut sare ladko ne unka gangbang kiya hai.Lekin ye sab Rathore sir ka kamaal tha. Jinhone puri raat Leela ko apne lund ki sawari karwayi thi.

Fir maine dono ko uthaya. Rathore sir uthe aur mummy ke khulle baalon ko pakadke firse smooch karne lage. Mummy bhi sir ke lund ko masalne aur hilaane lagi. Fir dono uthe aur bathroom mein chale gaye. Rathore sir ne mujhe ek aankh maari aur gate band kar diya.

Mummy ne shower on kar diya aur neeche baithke sir ka lund apne muh me leke chusne lagi. Sir ne bhi mummy ke khulle baalon ko pakada aur uske muh me jhatke maarne lage.

Rathore sir ne mummy ko jhukaya. Ab mummy ki gaand sir ki taraf thi aur unke haath neeche floor pe the. Sir ne apna lund Leela ki chut pe set kiya aur dhakke maarne lage aur chudai fir se start ho gayi. Fir sir ne apni speed badha di.

Mummy ko neeche baitha ke lund uske muh mein daal diya. Fir jor jor se unke muh ko chodne lage aur ek jordaar jhatke ke saath pura maal Leela ke muh me nikal diya. Mummy bhi ek paltu randi ki tarah sara maal pi gayi.

Dono nahane lage. Sir meri Mallu mummy Leela ke boobs ko chusne aur kaatne lage. Mummy ke armpits ko chumne aur kaatne lage. Mummy ki jhaangho ko kaatne lage. Mummy ki gaand ko dabane aur kaatne lage.

Fir dono bahar aaye. Maine meri Mallu mummy ko dekha. Unke pure shareer mein kaatne ke nishaan the. Jiski wajah se pura shareer laal ho gaya tha aur mummy bhi thoda ladkhada ke chal rahi thi.

Rathore sir ready ho gaye aur bahar room mein baith gaye. Meri mummy Leela ne ek sexy si nighty pehni aur sir ki goud mein jaake baith gayi. Aur dono smooch karne lage. Main bahar aaya aur dono mujhe dekhke smile karne lage.

Fir sir ne mujhe dekhte hue meri mummy ki nighty me haath ghusaya aur mummy ke boobs ko masalne lage. Maine apne lund adjust kiya.

Main – Kaisi lagi meri mummy Leela aapko sir?

Sir kuch nahi bole aur Leela ke boobs ko nighty se bahar nikalke chusne lage.

Main – Aisa maal kahi nahi milega sir aapko. South Indian ladies ki baat hi kuch aur hoti hai. Inki chudaas kabhi puri nahi hoti. Inko jitna chodo, inki pyaas utni hi badhti hai.

Mummy mere taraf dekhke ek kamuk smile deti hai aur main bhi apna lund masal deta hu.

Rathore sir- Baat to tune ek dum sahi kahi beta. Aisa gharelu maal kisi randi se kahi jyada maza deta hai.

Woh mummy ke boobs ko kaatne lage. Fir dono ne firse smooch kiya aur Rathore sir uthe. Rathore sir ne meri Mallu mummy Leela ki bra aur panty uthayi aur unhe sungha aur fir apni jeb me rakh liya.

Mummy – Inka kya karoge aap?

Rathore sir – Jab bhi teri yaad aayegi isme apna lund maslunga, aur sochunga ki teri chut mein lund masal raha hu, meri jaan.

Rathore sir ne meri Mallu mummy ko apne paas bulaya aur unki gaand ko masalne aur dabane lage aur mujhe dekhne lage.

Rathore sir – Kaisa lagta hai jab me teri mummy ki gaand aur chuche masalta hu beta?

Main – (main apne lund ki taraf ishara karta hu aur bolta hu ki) Bohut maza aata hai sir. Aise maal ke saath aisa hi karna chahiye.

Dono ne ek sexy smile di aur Rathore sir ne ek jordaar thappad mummy ki gaand pe maari. Apni jeb se paise nikale aur meri Mallu mummy ki nighty ke andar haath daalke rakh diye. Fir sir chale gaye.

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Here I am again, sharing my experience with a very good friend of mine. Only the names are changed due to privacy issues. Else, everything is crispy truth about this story of a friend in need.

I am Nik, aged 36, from Bengaluru. I consider myself a good-looking guy, of average built but working on my fitness now. My height is 5’4″, and I am well educated and well-traveled. Currently happily single again post a bitter divorce.

“Good night Shruti, I will meet you tomorrow,” I said to a very good friend of mine. Shruti’s husband is working abroad and held up. He couldn’t return home due to the pandemic situation. It’s better for him to stay there rather than coming home anytime soon. Moreover, the possibilities of flying back looked slim.

The distance between Shruti and her husband got me closer to her. I am their mutual friend, and they consider me as a family member. They got married against their parents’ wishes. Neither of the families has accepted even today.

I was a witness to them in a lot of compliance aspects of their lives. Both of them supported me a lot during my tough phase as well.

Both Shruti and Sameer are very open. It has bonded them closer and has kept their relationship strong and steady. Their sexual life was also very healthy till Sameer went abroad for few months. Taking care of their physical needs grew, and it started affecting them in everyday life.

They needed a companion who could be close in the absence of the spouses. They both went to the extent of discussing having a companion with whom they know well and can trust with battling any concerns.

“Are you ok, Sameer?” I asked him during a video call.

Sameer looked around and mumbled, “Yes, Nik.”

“I know you well. You are not ok Sam. Tell me what’s running on your mind,” I pressingly asked him.

He then told me about the discussion which Sameer and Shruti had. He was ok with it. But he had apprehensions of Shruti getting a trustworthy person. “Talk to Shruti, Nik,” Sameer requested me. I sighed and agreed to talk to her later tonight.

In the night, I called Shruti to talk casually. Our normal talks later turned into fantasy talks.

“We all have our needs and necessities, Shruti. I sometimes masturbate and relieve. Not sure if that would help you,” I said to her.

“Sometimes yes, sometimes no. I am not much into masturbation nor into virtual stuff. I am craving real meat. Unfortunately, Sameer isn’t here,” She replied. I agreed with her about virtual stuff. I am not into virtual stuff as well.

“Sameer and I spoke about this in the morning. Should I help in finding a guy for you?” I asked.

Shruti blushed in affirmation. “Yes, Nik. But, I don’t want to get on to a guy with whom I do not get along,” she further replied. The conversation further went awkward and open. Then came the words from her, “I hope you’re not hard thinking about me, Nik.”

With a gist of guilt and feeling of lust over my friend’s wife and my friend, I murmured, “Yeah. I am. Talking after a while about all this.”

“Come over tomorrow, Nik,” Shruti said, and we wished each other “Good Night.”

That night, both of us slept fairly well. It was almost 11 the next morning. I called Shruti. “I will be there in half-hour. Do you want me to get anything for lunch?” I asked.

“I have prepared everything, Nik. You come here,” Shruti replied.

I drove to her house within 30 minutes and pressed the bell to let her know I have arrived. Shruti, in red lipstick, eye shadow, soft waves of hair left open, reached below her shoulders wearing saree with a sleeveless blouse, black bra, and black panties (which I saw later), looked like a queen.

When she opened the door, I was dumbstruck. Took a deep breath. When she held my hand, my heart was pounding faster. She dragged me in and hugged me tightly. A few seconds later, I responded to her hug by embracing her tight.

The door was still open while we continued our hug. I broke the hug, closed the door, looked at her, and smiled.

“How do you like my dressing today?” Shruti asked and continued to say, “I dressed for you, Nik.”

“Oh my! Shruti! You know… I am…You are… I don’t know…” I stammered.

“It’s ok,” she cooled me as she guided me to the couch.”Sameer has found a companion in a colleague from his work. For me, there is no one better than you, whom I can trust blindly.”

Shruti uttered and got her soft lips on my lips, with her hands on my back, exploring lips and tongue. I gave up, broke the kiss. I looked into her eyes, pulled her by her waist, kissed and sucked her lips. Our kisses grew harder and passionate.

She leads me to a room with soft music, scented candles, and luxury incense sticks, and rose petals on the bed. The room had a perfect essence of romance. I was dumb looking at her preparedness.

“I didn’t know you had completely prepared for this. How did you know I would get into your trap?” I checked with her with a smile on my face.

“I have known you for a while now. Sameer also told me about your weakness for saree and the ambiance,” Shruti responded with a slutty smile on her face while her hands were around my hand.

“This trap is planned by you both!” I acknowledged and gave a peck on her lips.

“Now, no further talks about others. It is all about you and me today. Let us enjoy without any regrets.” Shruti said and sucked my finger and held my hard cock on my trousers.

“Aah,” I moaned.

I went behind her, ran my lips on the sides of her neck, got my lips down on the open area at the back of her blouse. She held my trousers, expressing her pleasure and moans of ecstasy. While I bit her earlobes, she pressed my crotch firmly.

From behind, I got hold of the lost point of saree, then undid it. I came to the front and kissed her passionately. I got on my knees, brushed my lips on her hips, steadily moving towards the navel, put my tongue in its navel. My hands were squeezing her butts.

The black thongs on her made me get my mouth further closer and kiss her pussy. I moved the thongs a bit, inhaled the smell of her already wet pussy, got my lips closer to her pussy lips, smooched them. Shruti grabbed my hair to express her pleasures.

I put my tongue inside her vagina, and my hand was squeezing her butts. Her moans were getting heavier and crazier while I got the tip of my tongue on her clitoris.

“It has been a long time since I have expressed like this, Nik. I cannot hold on any further,” Shruti said. The white pleasure liquid came. I sucked her vagina clean – which looked clean as a virgin honey pot.

Shruti pulled me up, and she had got rid of her bra, exposing her breasts. We cuddled each other tight, then she got on my hips, our eyes met. I was kissing intensely. I held her tight while our smooches continued. Shruti was on the lighter side, and she maintains herself very well.

A few minutes later, she got down, aggressively tore my shirt, kissed my nipples, bit them, making me moan. She removed my jeans along with my boxers, making me stark naked, and we kept staring at each other throughout. She then pushed me to the bed.

“Let me give you a massage Nik. I know how much you enjoy a massage. Lie on your stomach,” said Shruti with a giggle and caressed my back and butts. She sat on my butts, poured some oil on my back, worked on my back expertly. A shockwave triggered in my body when her hands touched my back.

Sometime later, she poured oil on my butts, repositioned her butts on mine, and started the butt-to-butt massage. She poured some oil on my back, started the body-to-body massage. I felt ecstatic. Her breasts rubbed on my back, biting my earlobes she made me moan.

I am a fan of massages for a long time. I have had my share of massages, but today, I felt different. The oil flowed between my butt crack. Shruti got her finger over the crack and tickled the region. Her hands went towards my balls, squeezing them.

Her lips brushed my back, slowly came down to my butt crack, and kissed it. Her lips came further down to my inner thighs. This excitement made me widen my legs, giving her ample space to kiss my inner thighs and make me moan. Both of us were stark naked.

I could feel more oil on my back. I felt Shruti’s breasts were touching my back, and she rubbed my whole back with them. She poured oil on my buts, positioned her breasts on my butts, rubbed them. It was one of the best feelings I ever had.

“This is one of the best feelings ever I have got,” I said to her while I had closed my eyes and enjoying her rubs. Her sexy voice of affirmation aroused me further.

I turned over, lay on my back. Yes! My cock was hard and erect. The way Shruti caressed my cock, sent an electric shock through my body. Shruti, my best friend’s wifecame close, looked into my eyes, and gave a peck on my lips.

She said, “More to come, Niks.” She poured oil on my chest and started rubbing with her hands. The feathery touches made me drag her close to me and kiss her. We parted our kiss, she looked into my eyes. Her hand moved to my erected cock and slowly started moving it up and down.

She kissed the tip of my cock, and took my cock inside her. I was missing this for a long time. Her mouth moved to my balls, gulping them entirely, and then again, my penis was inside her mouth. The way things had spiced, I couldn’t hold on longer. Without any warning, I came into her mouth. Shruti gulped each and every drop cleanly.

“Did you like it, Nik?” Shruti asked.

“Liked it? I loved it. I enjoyed it,” I replied to her with my arms open, asking for hugs and cuddles. We talked about how all these things happened and how Sam was enjoying with his colleague from work.

No. We were not done. Both of us were hungry for more.

Shruti reached out and held my cock again. With her touches, it was becoming hard again. “I was craving for a cock for a while Nik, I want it inside my pussy,” she said, motioning my cock, up and down, up and down. She went down again, taking my cock in her mouth, making me hard.

After few minutes, Shruti looked and positioned her pussy on my cock and said, “It is hard and ready for more fun.” That’s when my cock glided into her vagina. Her breasts swayed while she rode on me. This went on for few more minutes.

Minutes later, Shruti laid on her right side. I positioned my cock deep inside her pussy, while her thighs were resting on mine. Our eyes never lost contact while we were fucking in this position. It was an intense fucking going on between the two of us. I am a human and not a pornstar. I couldn’t hold on any longer.

“I am gonna come, darling,” I said to her.

“Cum inside me, Nik. I want to feel it inside me. I am on pills, not to worry,” Shruti replied.

I shot my cum inside her pussy with the look of satisfaction seen on both of our faces. With an intention, this will go on till Sameer (Shruti’s husband) comes back home.

Is this the end? Certainly not. Shruti and I enjoyed every moment whenever it was possible for us. Overseas, Sameer was having fun with his colleague. There were no jealous moments with either of them while both were happily satisfying their sexual needs with different partners.

I spent the night in Shruti’s house, the day she and I had sex for the first time. There was no place in the house where there were no stains the following week. Sex was not ‘lust’ here. Sex here was passion. We never got bored either.

I hope you did enjoy reading about me banging my friend’s wife during lockdown. I would love to know what you felt about reading this story of mine. Looking forward to hearing from females who might be interested in connecting with me, email, or hangouts at [email protected].

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Narrated by David.

We have finally arrived in Bangalore. The morning was all blurry and fast. We left the hotel as soon as the car was repaired. During the rest of the journey, all I could think of was how mom slept by my side.

It was still pretty early in the morning when we arrived at uncle Jerry’s house. It was a luxurious grand house with an indoor swimming pool and all. Mom and I were given separate rooms.

After settling down, Larry showed me around the house and their lawn. I really loved the house. It was so awesome. Uncle was making huge profits with his gold business.

After a while, we had breakfast. Everyone was going to get some rest then. But mom was eagerly waiting to meet her younger brother Jim. We last saw them when he got married. So mom was really excited to meet him.

As she was new to the place, she asked me to take her. I knew mom was really excited, so I couldn’t say no. It was not that far. We got there with the help of GPS. They lived in an apartment building. I asked mom to call and ask for their flat number. She told me she already knew and wanted to surprise them.

It was on the third floor, so we took the lift. After reaching the third floor, we searched for the right flat number. That’s when we saw someone leaving his flat. And that was uncle Jim. He also saw us. He was surprised and came and hugged mom. They both were greeting each other. He even hugged me.

After that, he informed us he had to leave for an urgent meeting. Mom became sad hearing this. She asked him to stay. But his clients were waiting, and he had to go. He owned his own event management firm. But he promised he would come to visit her in the evening.

Mom: Okay. At least let me talk to you on the way down.

Uncle Jim: Okay, didi, if that makes you happy. Hey David, why don’t you go inside and wait? Your Aunt is taking a bath. She’ll be out soon.

Saying this, he opened the door and let me in. He and mom went down.

As I waited inside in their living room, I could hear someone singing from the other room. I realized it must be Aunt. I got nervous. Would she even remember me? What would I even say? That’s when the singing got louder.

God! She was coming out. When she was finally out, my brain just froze. She had come out in just a tiny bathrobe, thinking there was no one home. Her hair was tied up in a towel. Her face was still a little wet from the bath. It was glowing.

Her pink lips were moving while singing. Her eyes were the color of hazelnut. Furthermore, her long nose had a small round nose pin. Which I found really sexy! Her bathrobe was open at the front. I could see her black thong from the front. And half of her boobs.

The boobs were round and firm. She definitely worked out. Her body was as if someone sculpted it. Her long bare legs could make any man go crazy. The tiny robe could only cover half of her big round ass! The dark red robe matched with her fair skin and added to her sexiness!

All this caught my attention in just a moment and was more than my brain could process. But my dick had already processed it and was waiting to come out. She was nothing like the time I last saw her. That time she was just a pretty girl with a lean body. But now! Damn! She was one hot sexy fucking Aunty.

That’s when she finally saw me. She covered herself with her hand and screamed. I, too, freaked out hearing this. I didn’t know what to do.

Me: Aunty, please stop screaming.

Aunt Selena: Who the hell are you? Get out of my house.

Me: I’m David. I’m Julie’s son. Jim is my uncle. He let me in. He told me to wait inside.

This finally took her back to reality. She came back to normal.

Selena: Oh! I see… shit. Sorry. I didn’t… Umm… Oh, God! How could I not even remember my own nephew? I am really sorry, David.

Me: it’s okay, aunty. It’s not even your fault. Even you look so much different from the last time. I’m sorry I came in unannounced.

Selena: Hey, don’t say sorry and all. It’s perfectly fine. Where’s your mom?

She suddenly realized she was standing in there with just her robe.

Selena: Wait. Let me just change into something more appropriate. I’m sorry you had to see me like this.

Me: It’s okay.

I said as I blushed.

Selena: Well! I’m sure you enjoyed it.

She laughed and winked at me before going to change. God! that was an amazing view! I wanted to get something more, after what I saw. My dick was thinking now. I never heard the sound of the door closing after she went.

Maybe, she didn’t close it. I slowly walked towards the door. Sure enough, it was left ajar. I peeked inside. It took a while for me to get a good view. But what I finally saw was breathtaking.

There she was, bending over the bed, naked, drying her legs with a towel. She had removed her robe and thong. Her back was facing towards the door. I had a clear picture of her big round ass! The shape of it was flawless. Her ass crack parted as she bent downwards more.

There it was, her pussy wide open for me to watch! I watched how her ass moved with her every movement. For me, this was like a dream come true. I never believed Aunt to be this hot! My dick was bursting through my jeans. She stood up and turned to the side. Her boobs came into my view.

The way her boobs were standing, I knew she took care of them. So firm and round. Her brown nipples were erect and pointing out hard. All I wanted was to suck on them like a baby. She finally took out the towel that was wrapped around her head. The way her wet hair fell down was so sexy!

Her boobs and ass gave her the perfect curves. She turned a little more, placed one leg on the bed, and started to dry her thighs. Her legs her so milky smooth. I also got a slight view of her pussy. I could see the shape of her trimmed pussy. I loved a woman who knew how to take care of herself. Uncle Jim is a lucky man.

Suddenly, I heard someone opening the door. I ran back to the couch. It was my mom. She asked me if I met her. I told, she went to change. After 5 minutes, aunty came out looking just as sexy as before. She wore a tight t-shirt along with a fitting track pant. It made her look so hot!

Mom greeted her, and they started catching up. She then told Aunt Selena that uncle Jim had agreed to come today for a family dinner. Aunt said that she was happy to come. As they spent time talking, I was drooling over her body. The shape was clearly showing.

She noticed me a few times looking at her body. But she kept talking to mom. After some time, mom said we should leave, and we got up. They said farewell at the door, and mom again reminded her of the dinner. Aunt promised she would be there.

As I followed mom out, Aunt suddenly caught hold of my arm. I stopped. Mom kept walking.

Selena: You just couldn’t keep your eyes to yourself, can you? Hehe

Me: I… Umm…

I didn’t know what to say.

Selena: it’s okay. I wouldn’t blame you after I walked out like that.

I blushed again.

Selena: Aww! Look at you all flustered up! Anyway, I wanted to tell you that don’t call me auntie. It makes me seem old.

Me: But what am I supposed to call you then?

Selena: Just call me by my name. I love that.

Me: Mom would kill me if she hears that.

Selena: Okay, at least when she’s not around?

Me: I don’t know. It’s weird.

Selena: No, it’s not. Please. You make me sound old.

Me: Fine, I’ll try.

Selena: Yea! See you tonight then.

With that, she said bye and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I again blushed and went down to mom.

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This is a story from 2019. This is my 4th virgin defloration. The name and events are changed a bit, but more or less that’s how it happened for me.

I was leading a social media marketing team. My manager asked me to take under my wing an MBA, first-year intern as a part of the tie-up with a B-School. The boss told me that she was the topper of the semesters and that’s why she got picked. I was wondering about having another geek in my team, but what the heck was I thinking?

The girl was dressed in formals (a long skirt and shirt). My team members mostly wear jeans and tees. The two females mostly wear tanks and sometimes show up without a bra.

We often sit on the balcony and work. We have a solid working policy. No adding each other on social media, no personal life connection, and every Friday night is pub night.

Swetha, the new intern was way ahead of this crowd. She was a bit chubby. Her figure if I had to guess would be 34-32-40. She had medium length hair which was really well done.

She wore geek glasses which I was sure were fake and probably used them for the look. It does look damn good on her, dusky flawless skin.

It was a genetic dark brown which probably never saw any sunlight. The new intern’s breast moved every time she sat or got up and it was hard not to notice them!

I gave her some tasks for the week and almost forgot that she existed. Then on Friday, I invited her to the pub night. I offered to drop her back home.

Swetha: This is the first time I am having alcohol with a gang. I used to drink with cousins but that was in college. I never get time for parties, since I was always busy.

Me: What are you saying? You can always make time for fun.
Swetha: I never found the time.

Me: So Rishab (he was her online BF). How do you know him?
Swetha: He kept sending me invites, so we started speaking and we do video calls. That’s how we got close. We talk almost every day.

Me: Does he know that you out here partying?
Swetha: No. He is over-possessive and keeps making me promise that I will be loyal to him.

Me: So do you want to grab some dinner?
Swetha: Yes, ok.

I went to Burger King and ordered two meals. After eating our meals, I saw that our new chubby intern girl had got a bit high. I also noticed that she had sauce on her lips and neck.

Me: Swetha, you got sauce all over you, let me help you.

I helped her get rid of the sauce and then got her some water to drink. She was blushing. Then we drove to her building. We reached there and she got down.

Swetha: So Nividh, I don’t know what to say but then this is the first time I feel so..

Me: What happened?

Swetha: The time you helped me clean my neck, I can’t get that off my mind. (she giggled).

I stepped out and gave the new intern girl a hug thinking she was drunk. She held me tight, grinding her hips on my semi-hard cock, and bit my neck.

My cock was no more semi-hard, it had become rock-hard! I told her to get into the back seat. Then I drove to the basement parking.

After reaching there, I started kissing her lips and licking her neck. Swethawas moaning crazily. Then I slipped my hands into her bra and felt her nipples. I could feel her soft breast with a huge areola and the tits slowly getting harder. I turned into a store as I kept keying to the other tit.

Then I took the chubby office intern girl’s shirt off and ripped open her bra. I just had got a glimpse of her 10/10 breast with perfect tits, but she got into a shock and used her hands to hide it.

Swetha: Sorry, I can’t show them. I am feeling shy.

Me: Have you never shown it to anyone?

Swetha just giggled shyly.

I slowly held Swetha’s hips and tickled them, and then pulled her closer. I adjusted the front seats to make more space. I started teasing her, by sliding my hand into her skirt. Those virgin unfelt things were so soft.

I made her sleep on the seat. She was still crossing her hands hiding her boobs, but her left tit was visible.

I slowly licked her thighs. Suddenly, one of her hands moved from her tits to her mouth exposing more of her left tit. I licked both her thighs. Slowly, I increased my pace and so did the sexy intern girl’s moans.

I reached her light, blue panty and took it off exposing her trimmed pussy. Her pubes were above the pussy not around it. Her pussy was not darker put of the same colour as her thighs with a very thin slit opening.

I spread it a bit, and her clitoris was very visible even in the dark. I could see no vaginal opening but a tightly sealed hymen. Slowly, I worked up and down the pussy with my tongue to get the clit wet.

From my last virgin encounter, I remember that the girls who don’t masturbate much tend to get wet slower. So I started licking around Swetha’s pussy to build the heat.

After a few minutes, I went under her clit to tickle it. That was when I heard the first scream. I did not stop, my hands were slowly rubbing her hips now and I kept licking her clit in circles.

Slowly, I slid my hands all over her body to search for her left tit, then the other hand was slowly moving over her body to slide under her arms covering her right tit.

All her sensation buttons were now in my hands and tongue. I wanted hot intern girl to cum under my tongue once. So I started licking rigorously and started playing with her tits.

Within a few seconds, the virgin’s intern babe’s hips started jumping and involuntarily her hands pulled my head out of her thighs. There she was panting, experiencing the first-ever orgasm and it was not by her pillow.

I quickly took my jeans and tee off. Now I was exposing my hard cock. Swetha insisted on licking it. She tried to blow me but did not know how?

I told Swetha to keep her lips and tongue wet with saliva and just put it to my cock. I moved my cock into her lips in and out. Her lips were something, but the expressions in her eyes were telling me something else.

I made Swetha quickly lie down on the seat. I lifted her skirt up, to get a full view of the defloration that I was planning.

Me: Shetha, this is…

Swetha: Will it hurt?

I started rubbing her clit with my cock slowly.

Me: Yes, but it would be worth it.

I thrust my cock into her virgin pussy, breaking the hymen in one go!!

Swetha: Stop! Stop.. stop.

I stood still waiting for her to catch her breath.

Me: Just one more push and you are a woman.

I pushed once again deep and heard no screams. I carefully took it out and went in again. I could see a few drops of blood oozing out but Swetha’s eyes mirrored pleasure, not pain.

I slowly started pumping into the newly unsealed, tight pussy. Each stroke felt tighter and tighter. I slowly racked up my speed and Swetha’s scream turned into moans.

Soon, the chubby intern girl came hard – cumming on my bare cock and pushing me out of her pussy. My cock slid out, mixed with her cum and blood.

I suddenly saw a car park a bit away from my car. I freaked out. But no one saw us.

Swetha: Let get out of here. I know a place.

I jumped into the front seat naked, wiped myself with some tissues, and helped clean the blood off her as well. We drove out of the building, to the backside.

A huge wall was covering up and the car parked next to it and on the other side, there were open trees and a small muddy pond.

We got back out of the car, still naked and started making out. I started kissing and licking Swetha’s boobs. Now I had a full view of them.

Swetha’s breasts were a hand full and probably the most perfect thing that ever fit into my hands. Then I made her sit in a doggy position on the edge of the seat and got down from the car naked.

I slowly rubbed the intern chick’s pussy, tickling her tits a bit. When she was ready, I slid my cock right into her pussy arching my cock as she screamed a bit while I entered her.

I reminded myself that Swetha was still almost a virgin, so I slowly moved in and out. Her butt was in the right place to hold. I got a nice grip of her ass, stuck a bit near my cock and the real fucking started.

I rammed her showing what a good fuck feels like. Her moans kept ringing in the empty woods ahead of us. I could feel her pussy was totally drenched and squeezing my cock. She was panting so I gave her a break.

Swetha: Why did you stop?

Me: I think we will try a new pose.

I sat in the car and asked her to give me a couple of strokes to get my cock erect again. Then I told Swetha to get on top of me. She slowly sat on me and guided my cock into her pussy. Then, inch by inch, she moved up and down till she got a hang of it.

I could feel Swetha’s tits on my neck and face while she moved up and down. Those hard tits were making my cock harder, which made her juicier. So she started pacing up, with my fully erect cock diving deep into her pussy.

Both my hands were tickling Swetha’s tits and my lips were nibbling her ear lobes. After just a few more strokes, she was done.

Swetha sat tired completely on my cock, letting me reach the deepest part of her pussy. I held her breast tightly and my thumb and forefinger were holding the tits, I started ramming her from below.

Slowly, it started to rain.

I kept rocking my rocker into her space with all my might. It started to rain heavily and I started pounding her pussy till the car started to rock.

Swetha kept yelling, “Yes, Yes,” and held the handrails above the window. She was motionless and enjoying the cock. I knew that I was going to cum, so I quickly took my cock out and sprayed my cum all over her hips, thighs, and a bit on her chest.

Swetha: OMG, It’s warm, how do I clean all this?

I opened the car door.

Me: Like this.

It was still raining heavily, the light was dim and it was a bit chill. It was just a tired relaxed me, and a sexy, curvy, little girl who had just unflooded her sexual desire.

The damsel was no more in distress. The rain cooled us down, we hugged and made out slowly washing each other off. We were kissing endlessly.

I wondered if this was possibly the best way anyone could have lost her cherry and dwell in nature afterward in the rain. But the pleasure was mine too.

Swetha giggled, a streak of wet hair on her face and water dripping down her chest off her tits.

Swetha: I did not expect a night like this, but I am happy this happened.

Me: Was it worth it?

Swetha: Yes, I loved it!

And then the sexy intern girl hugged me.

We then went to a weekend hill station a month later. Stay tuned to know what happens there.

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Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil thirumana nigazhchiyil oru manaiviyai usar seithu ootha kathaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar kathir naan oru kama veriyan. Naan eppozthu pengal kidaipaargal avargalai eppozhuthu oothu kanjai pundaiyil irakalam endru kathu kondu irunthen.

Enaku neenda naalaga pengal pundaiyil oothu kanjai kuthiyil iraka vendum endru athigamaaga aasai paduven. Enaku pengalai vida auntygalai ooka vendum endru thaan naan athigamaaga aasai paten, en endraal avargal kuthiyil oothu kanjai irakinaal entha prachanaiyum vara vaaipu ilai athanaal thaan naan veettu manaivigalai ooka aasai paten.

Naan eppozhuthu kuta nerusalil sendraalum pengal matrum auntygalai thadavuven. Pengalai urasum pozhuthu avargalai oothathu polave unarnthen, athanaal mulaiyai idikum pozhuthu kama sugam athigamaaga kidaikum. Entha penaiyum ookamal iruparvargalauku pengalai idithaal athuve oothathu pola irukum.

Oru naal thirumana nigazhchiku sendru irunthen appozhuthu angu niraiya pengal irunthaargal, naan jollyaaga niraiya pengalai idithu kondu irunthen. Appozthu kalai neram irukum thirumanathirku sendru irunthen. Appozhuthu thaan oru pennai paarthen aval mulai jakitil miga sexiyaaga therinthu kondu irunthathu.

Aval mulaiyai paarkum pozhuthe enaku migavum pidithu vitathu, avalin idupu miga sexiyaaga therinthu kondu irunthathu. Aval mulaiyai paarthe naan kandu pidithu viten avaluku thirumanam agi vitathu endru. Oru siru paiyan aval udan irunthaan, avan thaan aval magan naan jollyaga aval structurai paarthu rasithu kondu irunthen.

Naan aval arugil sendru nindren, appozhuthu aval idam oru aunty un kanavan enge ma endru ketargal? Atharku aval en kanavan veli naatil irukiraar endru solinaal. Appozhuthu thaan enaku therinthathu ithu thaan enaku kidaithu irukum nala vaaipu endru. Naan avalai epadiyavathu usar seithu avalai oothu en sunni kanjai pundaiyil iraka vendum endru ninaithen.

Aval appozhuthu thaan en mune vanthu nindraal, naan aval kaiyai urasa aarambithen. Manaiviyai urasum pozhuthu enaku sunni viraika aarambithathu. Naan sunni viraika avalai thadavi kondu irunthen. Nandraaga thadavum pozhuthu aval innum lesaga pine vanthu en sunniyai aval soothal idithaal. Aval soothil en sunni viraitha nilaiyil patu urasiyathu.

Aval udane ennai thirumbi paarthaal, naan manathil thairiyathai vara vaithu kondu sunniyai soothil irunthu edukamal avalai kama aasaiyil paarthen. Aval thirumbi kondu ethum pesamal irunthaal soothaiyum nagartha villai. Appozhuthu enaku therinthathu ellam avaluku naan seivathu migavum pidithu irukirathu enbathu thaan.

Naan kutathil maapilai kazhuthil thaali katum varai vidamal soothil sunniyai vaithu nandraaga theithu kondu irunthen. Avalai yaro kupita udan aval manam ilamal lesaga nagarnthu avargalai paarthu pesinaal. Naan enaku vaaipu ennai vitu pogiratha endru ninaithen, naan avalai eakamaaga paarthu konde irunthen.

Aval aunty udan pesuvathu pola ennai paarthu sight adithu kondu irunthaal, naan kama veriyil manaiviyai paarthu konde irunthen. Appozhuthu aval mendum munbu en udan nerukamaaga nindra nilaiyile sexiyaaga vanthu nindraal.

Naan mendum en sunniyai aval soothil vaithu idithen. Ippozhuthu sunni konjam surungi irunthathu, aval soothil padum pozhuthu azhagaga viraithathu.

Unmaiyil manaiviku sema soothu aval soothi sunniyai vaithu thadavum pozhuthe ivalavu moodaga irukirathu innum avalai oothal evalavu moodaaga irukum endru ninaithen. Thirumanam nadanthathu, kutam kuraintha udan naan sunniyai aval soothil irunthu eduthu konjam distance vitu nindren.

Pinbu manaivi enaku signel koduthaal, naan aval pine nadanthu sendren.

Aval maaiyar avaludan vanthu irunthaal, naan eppadi aval number vaanguvathu endru yosithu kondu irunthen. Manaiviyum ennai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthu rasithu kondu irunthaal, iruvarukum angu yaarum illai endraal antha idathile nirvaanamaaga oothu irupom. Antha alavirku sema  moodu eriyathu, aval mandabathai vitu veliye sendraal.

Naan avalavu thaan endru ninaithu viten, aval mamiyaarai veliye vitu vitu vega vegamaaga en arugil vanthu mobile number note seithukol endru solinaal. Naan udane en mobil eduthu number save seithu kondu avaluku oru missed call koduthen. Aval caril selum pozhuthe enaku hi message what’s appil send seithaal.

Naanum udane hi message seithu vitu un veedu enge irukirathu endru message seithen. Manaivi udane Coimbatore endru solinaal. Naanum Coimbatore thaan address solungal endru solinen, appozhuthu manaivi aval address koduthaal.

Naam eppozhuthu meet seiyalam endru keten? Avaluku iruntha moodil indru iravu maaiyar en thambi veetirku selgiraargal naan veetil thaniyaaga thaan irupen endru solinaal.

Naan un veetirku indru iravu 10 maniku varugiren endru solinen, udane manaivi vendam 11 maniku vaa endru solinaal. Naan address kandu pidithu aval veetin aruge nindru yaravathu irukiraargala endru paarthen. Antha iravil anaivarum urangi kondu irunthaargal, naan athanaal aval veetirkul selalam endru kathu kondu irunthen.

Manaiviku call seithen, hey naan vanthuten ulle varava endru keten? Aval nighty aninthu kondu veliye vanthu paarthal. Yaarum parkatha pozhuthu ulle vaa naan kathavai thiranthu vaithu irukiren endru solinaal. Naan innum aval peyar kuda ena endru ketathu kidaiyaathu, engalukul irunthathu kaamam matum thaan.

Naan kathavai thiranthen, ulle sendrathum manaivi kathavai thapal potu ulle vanga endru solinaal.

Naan ulle sendru sofavil amanthen, manaivi kudika ena vendum endru ketal? Enaku ulle selum pozhuthe sema moodu eriyathu. Naan paal endru solinen, oru nimidam ennai paarthu vitu aval kitchenuku sendraal ennal itharku melum kamathai adaka mudiyathu endru therinthu aval kitchenukul sendren.

Aval pine sendru soothil sunniyai vaithu idithu kaiyai pidithu pin puramaaga kati pidithen. Appozhuthu aval ungaluku pin puramaaga kati pidipathu thaan migavum pidikuma endru ketal? Naan avalai udane en pakam thirumpi avalai kati pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen. Iruvarum miga sexiyaaga urinthu ithazhai sappinom.

Aval naakai en vaaikul vitu nandraga kiss seiya aarambithaal, nanum aval naakai sappi konde aval mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavi kiss seithen. Manaivi ennai padukai araiku azhaithu sendraal, master bed thayaraaga irunthathu. Aval kanavan manaiviyai ooka vaangi koduthu irupaan, athu enaku ippozhuthu uthavugirathu.

Iruvarum engal aadaiyai avasara avasaramaaaga kayatinom, nightyai kayatum pozhuthu manaivi ulle bra penty ethuvum aniyamal nirvaanamaaga en kan mune nindraal. Aval azhagil naan mayangi poi viten, pinbu en jatiyai kayati en asuranai veliyil eduthen. Iruvarum nirvaanamaaga udambai paarthu rasithukondom.

Iruvarum nirvaanamaaga katipidithu sexiyaaga padukaiyil paduthu pirandom, manaivi mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu kaambai vaaiyil vaithu sappa aarambithen.

Manaivi mulai kaambu karupaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu, nandraaga mulaiyai sappi vitu kuthiyil naaku poda aarambithen. Neraga aval pundaiyai nakamal pundaiyai sutri mutham seithu vitu kuthiyai naka aarambithen.

En thalai mudiyai irukamaaga pidithu aval kuthiyil en vaaiyai azhuthi kondaal, nandraaga aval kuthiyai naki vitu en sunniyai aval pundaiyil viten. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa sunniyai eeramaana pundaiyil vidum pozhuthe sema moodu eriyathu. Aval meethu paduthu kondu vegamaaga ooka aarambithen, manaivi en soothil kai vaithu sunniyai aazhamaaga kuthiyil irakikondaal.

En pala naal kanavu niraivera pogirathu endra aarvathil sexiyaaga kuthiyil oothu avaluku pundai kanju vara vaipatharku munathagave en sunni kanjai manaivi pundaiyil iraki aanantha sugathai adainthen.

Sirithu neram paduthu viten aanal manaivi mendum en sunniyai vaaiyil vaithu oombi vitu adutha murai kuthiyil ooka vitu aval pundai kanjai vara vaithaal. Naan aval kanavan meendum veetirku varum varai vidamal avalai oothu kanjai pundaiyil irakuven. Enathu tamil sex kathaiyai neengal padithu rasithu irupeergal endru nambugiren.

Hello everyone, I’m back after a very long pause. There was so much going on in my lusty life, and I couldn’t find time to write the story. But here it goes. This will be one of the hottest stories of this series, so let me know how it made you feel. Let’s get started

The situation in the room would turn steamy now. Currently, I’m wearing see-through black lingerie while wrapped around in Virat’s arm. He is kissing the back of my neck and rubbing my pussy. In front of me is Reesh, who’s naked and has his arms tied behind. I can see his dick getting harder.

Virat: Babe, let’s give him a front-row seat and move the main show on the bed.

Harshita: Any way you like!

I walked up to the bed, laid down, and spread my legs. I could see the lust in the eyes of both men. But Virat pulled a chair. With the remaining rope, he tied Reesh to it. He then walked to my bathroom and brought my used panty from the laundry basket. He forcefully shoved it in Reesh’s mouth.

V: We are all set now. Enjoy the show Reesh.

Virat walked up to me and pulled me to the edge of the bed. He was kneeling down and burying his head between my legs. Within moments his tongue was finding a way inside my pussy. It didn’t take me long to get aroused, and I was leaking.

Virat was enjoying my juices and moaned. He held my thigh tightly with one hand while guiding the other towards my pussy. Two fingers in while he was still licking me. It was too much for me to handle. So I started pulling Virat’s hair and was squirming. Then I had a really good orgasm.

While I was still engulfed in the orgasm, Virat made his way on top of me and kissed my lips while slowly stripping me. Within moments I was naked, and he pounced on my boobs. He was sucking them one by one and was pulling my nipple rings.

He kept doing that for few minutes and send me in a state of ecstasy. He grabbed me by the hair and pulled me towards him, making me almost fall from the bed. We were right in front of Reesh now. He told me to kneel down and take off his pants.

I finally freed my treat, and I eyed Reesh to see his reaction. I could see he was struck and jealous seeing the size of Virat’s dick. I was about to hold his dick. I received a really hard slap, and Virat said, “Use only your mouth.” I immediately put my lips over his cock and started taking him inches by inches.

But Virat pushed my head, and his whole dick was in. He wrapped my hair around his arms tightly and started moving my head on his dick. In between this, he sometimes shoved his whole length and kept it there. I gagged over it.

This went for more than 10 minutes. Now his dick was glistening with my saliva. He finally let go of my hair and told me to stand up. I stood up, and he guided me to bend over the chair in which Reesh was tied up.

My face now a couple of inches away from his face. My boobs hanging just above his cock that had already oozed up a lot of pre-cum.

From here on, the story is from Reesh’s perspective.

I saw Virat taking off his t-shirt, and I could see his abs and chiseled body. He then spanked Harshita’s ass really hard. Just one slap imprinted his hand over Harshita’s white ass. She showed him the reward of it by screaming right in front of my face.

After spanking Harshita a few more times and making her beautiful ass a red mess, Virat caressed her ass and tried to push a finger in her ass. But Harshita screamed, “Virat No! Not There, Please!”

But he replied that he wanted to start it with her ass, and he pushed his thumb in her asshole. She screamed, and I could see her eyes turning red and filled with tears. “Please stop,” she screamed again. But all she got was a spank as her reply.

Virat wasn’t able to push his thumb inside any further. So he said, “I wasn’t expecting this to be so tight. You made it go back to how it was before.”

H: I haven’t been fucked there in months. Please fuck my pussy. I’m craving for your dick. I promise I’m gonna give my ass to you in the next session.

V: Is that so? Fine then.

He pulled out his thumb from her ass, and Harshita let out a sigh of relief. He positioned himself and guided his dick in her pussy. He shoved its head inside, and she let out a moan. He then grabbed her by the waist and pushed his whole thing inside.

Harshita screamed and moaned. He then started fucking her, and within moments he got the pace. He was thrusting himself really hard. Harshita’s tits were juggling, her eyes were shut due to the pleasure. She was biting her lips and letting out moans.

My dick was the hardest it has been in my entire life. I was certain that I’ll explode if it was touched even once. Virat wrapped his left arm around Harshita’s waist. He pulled her hair from her right hand and made her arch back. Her boobs were right in front of my face.

As much as I wanted to lick them, I was not in position. He then increased his pace and was fucking her really hard and deep. Her moans filled the room. Occasionally her body trembled, and she let out a harder moan. Probably Virat’s dick is hitting her G-spot, and her body reacted that way.

He was fucking her at the same pace for over 5 minutes now. Harshita’s legs were shaking. I knew what’s gonna happen next. But what I saw was something I didn’t expect. When the orgasm hit, her eyes rolled back. She was squirting while Virat’s dick was still in her pussy.

It spurted all over her and his thighs. It made a pool on the floor. Virat was still not ready to take out his dick. But it was too much for Harshita to handle. Maybe Virat was waiting for this moment, or it was his luck. Still, he thrust himself really hard inside her.

She squirted again, and this time, the force was so hard that Virat’s dick was out, and the pool got bigger. She was numb and lifeless for a moment and was about to fall, but Virat had held her really tight. He pulled her back a bit and let her go slowly. She was now resting right next to the pool she just made.

She was catching her breath. I could see the reaction on her face. She was satisfied to the core, our eyes met. At that moment, I realized that this is what she was craving all along. This is what she needed, and I failed to do so. I wasn’t close to this. Rather in a situation like these, I hadn’t even taken part in the race.

Now I know why she chose to call him and why I ended up stuck in this situation. The worse part for me is that this wasn’t even the end. Rather this was just a climax of the multiple shows I had to endure.

Once my thought bubble broke, I realized the Virat was lying on the floor right behind Harshita, caressing her breast. He was adjusting his dick between her legs and slowly penetrating her. Once his dick was halfway in, he started fucking her slowly and Harshita was enjoying erotic sex with her boyfriend.

Gradually shoving back the whole thing inside her again. He didn’t pick the pace, and Harshita was moaning in a very low voice. He was kissing her neck and shoulder, wrap his arms around her. What was earth-shattering, hardcore sex has just turned into a softcore passionate one.

10 minutes of this passionate slow fuck felt like an hour to me. It was only then that Harshita’s moans got harder. I knew another orgasm is on the way. Virat started thrusting harder now and increased the pace. Within the next minute or more, she hit her orgasm. This time a more peaceful and silent one.

But seeing her face, I know that she loves every bit of it. Only after this, Virat pulled out his dick and rolled on top of her and kissed her. Virat finally stood up and picked up Harshita and made her sit on the floor. He put his thumb on her lips and caressed it for a moment.

He was putting it in her mouth, and she started giving it a blowjob. “Let’s get back on track now,” saying this, Virat pulled her by the hair. He pushed her towards the wall, a dead end. He stood in front of her, his dick right on her face. He started hitting her cheeks and face with his dick.

Then he shoved his dick in her mouth. He took a step ahead and pinned Harshita to the wall by his legs, and started fucking her mouth like a pussy. Balls hitting her chin, I could hear her gag, deep throated. This went on for few minutes until Virat moved, and I could finally see her face.

It was completely red, mascara running down her cheeks, saliva all over her face. She was definitely crying while she was being deepthroated. She was still recovering from what just happened. Virat held her by the hair and started walking towards the bed.

He threw her in the bed. He quickly positioned himself behind her, held her by the ass, and shoved his dick in her pussy. He stopped for a moment and spanked her ass a couple of times. Harshita was screaming. While still keeping his dick inside, he spat on her asshole and tried to shove a finger inside.

“No,” she screamed. But he wasn’t gonna stop this time. He kept pushing his finger until it was all inside. She was screaming like anything. He started fucking her and also moved his finger in her ass at the same time. She was moaning and screaming at the same time.

He finally let go of the ass, held her tight, picked up the pace, and fucked her really hard.

He then pulled out his dick and rolled over Harshita. They were in a kind of missionary position now. He shoved his dick back in and started fucking her at the same pace. He bent down a little, took her boob in her mouth, and bit them like an animal.

Harshita screamed and dug her nails in Virat’s back. Still, he didn’t let go. He let go of one side and did the same to another. She was completely exhausted by this point.

Virat gave in one final push and filled Harshita with his cum. She finally let go and lay flat. Virat laid next to her, and I can see her pussy covered in cum.

I thought this is where it’ll end, but who knew Virat had all the more plans. Even I had to go endure some of them. But all that will be in the next parts ahead.

Till then, stay safe and be horny. You can write me at [email protected] and share your comments and feedback. Thank you.

Hello everyone, I know it’s been several months since my first series about Shruti aunty. But I’m finally back. The series about Shruti aunty is formally over. I would now like to move on to other experiences, which I’m sure you’d love to hear about my sex with virgin Ananya.

After frequently fucking Shruti aunty during my first year of college, I had a rather dry spell. I was pretty introverted. I didn’t interact with too many girls at college in Delhi during my first year.

If I’m honest, I spent most of my first year at college jacking off to my experiences with Shruti aunty. If you’re not familiar with these stories, I encourage you to read my previous stories for context.

My second year of college began. I bid farewell to my parents as I headed from Mumbai to Delhi. Shruti Aunty had largely become a memory at this point. We did fuck a few times later. But when my second year of college was about to begin, I was largely focused on finally getting in bed with a college girl.

With that being said, I am a pretty shy person and had a pretty tough time going up and speaking to girls. However, that was all soon set to change.

In my second year of college, I made the cut for the football team. I was pretty excited by this prospect as I really enjoyed playing football. And to represent the college team was no small achievement.

My selection in the football team also occurred at a pivotal moment. It was just a few months away from a major tournament at a Delhi University college. I was the starting left-back for the team and quickly got up to speed with the team’s quality standard.

The 3 months after my selection was relentless. I would wake up, go to class, study after class, go to training in the evening, sleep, and repeat. But I was very eager to make a mark at college. My introverted nature had meant that only a few people knew me. This was my time to shine and make a name for myself.

The girls’ football team was also preparing for the tournament at the DU college along with us. While we were mediocre compared to our competition, the girls’ team was exceptional. They had won the tournament three years in a row. They were widely accepted as being the best girls collegiate football team in the city.

Our practice sessions would often overlap. I would pounce at the opportunity to gawk at their perfectly toned bodies in tight sweaty jerseys and extremely short shorts.

During one training session, a particular hottie caught my eye. I hadn’t seen her before so enquired about her to a teammate.  “She’s a fresher. She got selected to the team during the open trials. I think her name is Ananya,” he said.

A little about Ananya: she was a South Bombay girl. She was skinny and toned, with wide hips and curves in just the right places. One could clearly see the curvature of her hips melding into her perfect petite ass. Her body was complemented by perfect boobs that any man (or woman) would die for.

She had frizzy hair, which reached up to her shoulders. To top it all off, she had just turned 18, which made her all the more attractive to me. She just oozed hotness. I was absolutely gripped by her beauty and sex appeal. However, me being me, I couldn’t think of any way to strike up a conversation with her.

Weeks passed, and I spent most training sessions trying to catch a glance of the absolute goddess that was Ananya. I’d largely lost hope of ever speaking to her until my luck changed one day. The boys and girls teams’ coaches decided that it would be helpful to have joint training drills.

Little did I know, Ananya was also a left-back, just like me. This meant that we would have joint drills and exercises with each other (!?). On the first day of the joint sessions, I was too scared to look her in the eye. She was an exquisite player, probably better than me.

Seeing her wear the tight jersey, which accentuated her perfectly rounded teen breasts, was just too much for me. Her long, long legs grasped my fascination for days. Her perfect petite ass made me feel bad about myself. How could someone so perfect exist?

I largely avoided her due to shyness for two weeks of training until a drinks-break one day. She approached me. “Hi, I’m Ananya. What’s your name?” she said, with that innocent fresher tone that they all have. She was covered in sweat, which caused her jersey to stick tight to her slim, petite figure.

I was still for a second. “Hi, Dhruv,” I replied, trying to play it cool. “We play in the same position. We should help each other out – you know, with tips and stuff. You play really well. I’d love to pick your brains about tactics at some point,” she continued.

This was music to my ears. The fresher sex bomb wanted to ‘pick my brains’ about football. The goddess wanted to have a conversation with me? I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. “For a sure, dude, that’d be really nice. It would really help with the tournament. Let’s do that sometimes.”

I replied. “I look forward to it,” she responded, with a wry smile on her face. I played that conversation back in my head for the whole week. This petite, perfect assed, round-breasted, 18-year-old fresher wanted to discuss football with me.

Holy shit. I couldn’t get over it. So many possibilities played through my mind. By this point, I had gone several months without sex and was aching to get my dick wet. Now things were finally happening.

However, all she did was ask for football tips. So I couldn’t be sure whether she was into me or not. That conversation really served as an ice breaker because we started making small talk during joint training sessions.

We slowly warmed up to each other this way. We weren’t friends by any measure but had reached taking terms. Every time we spoke, I couldn’t help but picture her naked in my bed, ready to be devoured by me.

Fast forward a few weeks. We were just a few weeks out from the DU tournament, and practices ran late into the night. One night, practice ran well until midnight. Ananya came up to me at the college gate as I was waiting for my Uber to arrive.

“The PG Aunty is going to screw me for coming back this late. I don’t know what to do,” she said, looking worried. This was my chance to shine. “That’s sad. You could stay at my place for the night and make up a story to her.” I replied.

“Really? That would be perfect,” she said.

“I should tell you that I only have one bed, though. We would have to share it. If you’re okay with that, you can spend the night,” I replied.

“That’s okay with me. I can’t afford to get in trouble with the PG Aunty again,” she responded. “Perfect, the Uber is almost here,” I replied, struggling to contain my excitement.

Ho-lee-shit. Ananya was coming over. To spend the night. In my bed. I don’t think I was able to fully grasp the situation at the moment. Before I knew it, we were in my living room. I excused myself and asked if I could go shower and told her she could go after me.

I exited the shower, and she went in after me. When she exited, my dick just hardened. She was wearing an extremely tight tank top and booty shorts that barely concealed her ass.

“I’m so exhausted. I can’t wait to pass out,” she said as she got in the bed and under the blanket. My hopes somewhat died at this point. But I couldn’t blame her. Training that evening was really rigorous. I turned off the lights.

It’s worth noting that my bed is a single bed. She faced the opposite direction, and I was almost spooning her. I saw her body expand and contract as she breathed in and out. I could see her black bra straps under the strings of her tank top. I wanted this girl so fucking bad.

15 minutes passed, and I thought she was asleep. My heart stopped racing. And conceded that nothing would happen and decided to call it a night. “I can’t fall asleep,” she suddenly said.  “Me neither, I’m so exhausted, no idea why,” I replied. She sort of sulked.

“Want me to make some green tea? It’ll be nice because of how cold it is. Might even put us to bed.” I asked. “Hey, that’d be really nice. I would love some,” she responded. I quickly made two cups, and we sat under our blanket, shoulder to shoulder, making small talk.

We talked about college, professors, football. We are having a nice time, and I really enjoyed talking to her. She had this witty humor about her that I just loved. The conversation soon moved on to love. And sex.

“So, seeing anyone?” she asked me shyly.

“Nah, not right now. How about you?” I asked her.

“Me neither, haven’t been with anyone ever, to be honest,” she responded.

“That’s pretty surprising, I wouldn’t have thought,” I replied. She gave a smiley-confused look. “And what do you mean by that?” she asked.

“Arre, I didn’t mean anything, just that…well, you’re pretty. I would’ve thought you would have had a boyfriend,” I replied, stuttering. “Haha, thanks, yaar. I thought you were trying to call me easy,” she laughed.

“So I take it you aren’t a virgin then?” she continued.

“Hahaha, well, no, you’re right, lost it to someone back home,” I replied, really shy at this point.”

“That’s cool,” she said. “And I’m guessing you’re…”

“Yup, yup, haven’t had sex yet,” she interrupted me. There was a moment of silence before she said something. “Well, we should really sleep now. It’s so late.”

“Yup, we really should,” I replied.

I turned the lights off, and we got under the blanket. This time, however, I could tell she was a lot closer to me than before. And more significantly, he was facing me rather than turned the other side. I could make out the silhouette of her perfect body under the blanket and feel the soft, warm breath from her face.

I wanted to get a little closer, so I acted like I was just adjusting myself. My face was now just inches away from hers. I could smell her. I knew she could feel me close to her too. I moved my face closer. She moved her closer. Our lips were almost touching.

I was just waiting for her to make a move, hoping she would.  Slowly, I felt it. Her lips touched mine. I moved in, and we kissed. It was slow and long. She kissed me again, and I kissed back. I moved my body closer and placed it on the side of her face as we continued kissing.

I was in fucking heaven. Her lifts were so soft. With every kiss, I almost came. We were now breathing really heavily, and our bodies were pressed against each other. We continued kissing, just lips. Slowly, we started using our tongues.

Our tongues brushed against each other with every kiss and seriously heightened the temperature. I slowly moved my hand down from her face, along her shoulder, and placed it on her perfect waist. It was now exposed because her tank top had moved up.

Her skin was so unbelievably soft. She let out soft moans as a lightly squeezed her waist. She then slid her hand under my t-shirt and ran it up and down my torso before taking it off. I did the same. She was now just in her bra and booty shorts. The room was faintly lit by the street lights outside.

She looked breathtaking. Her stomach was toned and flat. Her perfect boobs filled her bra well. I immediately cupped her left boob and began kissing her again. After a few more minutes of intense making out, I slid my hand towards her pussy and lightly rubbed it over her shirts.

She squirmed and let out a soft moan. “Do you want to take this off?” I asked her. She quickly slid her shorts and panties off in one go while I undid her bra. Before taking in the perfection of her body, I slipped off my shorts and boxers as well.

I then looked at her, absolutely heavenly perfection. There she was, sitting naked in my bed. Her boobs glistening in the faint light and a dark silhouette over her pussy, which was covered in short hair. I shit you not. I was about to cum just looking at her.

I reached in again and started kissing her with a lot of tongues. Midway through, I wet my fingers and lightly rubbed her clit in circles, slowly. For those of you who haven’t touched a vagina before. Believe me, it’s a heavenly feeling. She breathed heavily and kissed me harder as I did that.

A few moments later, she broke the kiss and said, “Do you want to do it?”

“Yes- yes, of course. But the only problem is I don’t have condoms,” I replied. She let out a disappointed look. “Well, I could always take a pill in the morning, right? To be on the safe side? If we didn’t use a condom?” she asked.

“Yeah, we could do that. But are you sure you want to do this? Like, lose your virginity to me?” I asked her. She nodded and kissed me again. I slowly moved on top of her. My fully erect dick now rubbing against her slightly hairy mound.

I slowly broke the kiss and wet my fingers thoroughly before applying the saliva to the entrance of her pussy. God, it felt heavenly. I really wanted to get a taste of her pussy too. But tonight was about fucking Ananya. I could have a taste another time.

I positioned myself at her entrance and moved my face beside hers. “If it hurts too much, just tell me, okay, babe?” I said. She nodded and braced herself. I slowly started pushing in. Fuck, it was tight. Like unbelievably tight. It took me a while 2 minutes to get halfway in.

I was kissing her throughout this time, licking her tongue. I didn’t know whether or not her hymen had been broken yet. I slowly kept pushing in until I bottomed out in her vagina. I slowly pulled out and pushed back in again. She squirmed and moaned.

I asked her if I should keep going, and I nodded. Her pussy was slowly becoming wetter with every stroke in and out. It was a heavenly feeling. Here I was, with my dick in an ungodly hot virgin, fucking her in my bed.

Before I knew it, I picked up the pace, and I could tell it became slightly less painful and uncomfortable for her. I was now fucking her proper. Our mouths were connected this whole time, kissing and slobbering over each other.

As I fucked her, I went down to her neck and gave her a hickey – something for her to remember when she woke up the next day. I thrust and thrust, asking her if she was okay in intervals. “Keep going,” was all she said as she moaned.

Because this baby was a virgin, I knew she’d have a tough time trying different positions. So I decided to stick with the missionary. I had been fucking her for about 10 minutes now, and it finally looked like she was in a state of deep pleasure.

Her pussy was wet as fuck. My dick just slid in and out of her tight pleasure hole. Suddenly, she kissed me aggressively and started moaning before wrapping her legs around me tight and squirming.

Her pussy clenched my dick as she came. It was so heavenly. I placed kisses on her cheeks as she cooled down. “Was that nice?” I asked her. “Amazing,” she smiled and replied.

I was over the moon. I was so glad she’d cum and had a nice time. Now, I could focus on getting myself to cum. I started kissing her again and thrusting in and out of her. Much faster this time.

Our thighs slapped against each other with each thrust. Her boobs moved up and down as my dick slid in and out of her soaking wet pussy. For a virgin, this girl knew how to kiss while getting fucked.

Before I knew it, I got extremely close. My instinct told me to pull out, but I remembered our conversation about the pill earlier. I realized I could just release my seed inside her freshly deflowered pussy.

I thrust hard, her pussy gripping my cock with every move. I dug my face in her neck and braces myself before shooting rope after rope after rope of cum into her pussy. I grunted as I came inside her soaked pussy. She moaned heavily and grabbed my hair.

I think I might have cum for a whole minute. I was in heaven. It was heaven. No one should be allowed to feel that good. Seriously. It felt almost criminal. I collapsed on her body and let my dick rest in her.

“Holy fucking, shit,” I said.

“Indeed,” she replied as she stroked my hair.

I then planted one final tongue-filled kiss on her lips before pulling out and getting on my back. I turned on the bedside lamp to get cleaned up when I saw the scene. My cum was slowly dripping out of her pussy. But that wasn’t the crazy part. My dick had stains of her blood on it.

The lips of her pussy were also lightly covered in blood, as was the bedsheet. Wow. Okay. Never experienced this before. Definitely felt weird but also insanely hot.

“Maybe we should get cleaned up?” I asked her jokingly.

“Yes, please,” she laughed and replied.

I gave her some tissues, which she used to wipe her pussy. I wiped my dick too, and we got in the shower. We probably spent about 30 minutes in the shower, just touching every part of each other’s body and kissing endlessly.

Honestly, I was good to go again. But I thought it was enough for one night for a girl who’d just lost her virginity.

Fast forward a few minutes. We made the bed again. And got in. By this point, we were both dead exhausted. She was in her bra and panty, and I was in my boxers. We kissed and kissed and kissed until we passed out. I was in a state of absolute bliss.

Well, that’s that, folks. I hope you enjoyed it. Ananya was my first ever college fuck buddy, and I have loads of stories about her (including trying anal for the first time). If this story about my sex with a college football player is well received, I’ll definitely share more.

Please write to me at [email protected] with feedback. I always love to read your thoughts. Also, for any women interested in sexting, I’m always down for it. You can also reach me at the above email.