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I hope you all are doing well. What you are about to read maybe a bit lengthy. But it won’t be a waste of time. That is what I think. What you think about the hidden desires, do tell me in the comment section.

I am 22 years old, a guy from Mumbai living a simple life. To talk about myself, I was a virgin till this age, a tall guy, fair skin.

My dad passed away due to an illness when I was just 10 years old. After that, it was me and my mother, a happy family of two. My father was a guy with old civilization thinking. He did not let my mother go out to parties wearing modern attire, etc. A beauty trapped in a cage of marriage.

After my father died, we moved from Mumbai to our village house. My grandparents took good care of my mom and me. But my grandparents wished me to have higher education in a good institute.

So, we came to Mumbai. When I started college, I also started earning by doing some small jobs. Studying and working at the same time was hard, but I managed it.

But you are not here to hear my story of struggling days. If the story is on this site, it means there is a juicy part to follow up. So, I won’t waste time and continue the other part. It might be a bit long, but trust me. You need to know the scenario for better understanding and intense curiosity.

My mother is 20 years older than me. She was married to my father at a very young age. Even though she was a married housewife, my mother is a graduate and started working to earn a living after dad’s death.

She is a confident woman. After our life came to ease, my grandparents left. It was just my mother and me in the house. As my dad was not around to shackle my mom’s desires with his old thinking, she followed her heart.

She started going to the gym, doing yoga, totally changed her clothing sense, and in just 5 years span. Wow! she transformed from a common housewife to a diva. A confident beauty with a hot figure of 38-24-35 (breast-waist-hip) and the bra that she wears is 38D. Two nice globes that can fit 22-year-olds hands.

How do I know all this? Keep reading to find out.

Life goes on. Mom and I settled in a nice flat in a good residence in Mumbai. She was experiencing the life she always wanted. And I? Well, I was doing good too. She worked for a corporate company.

Everything was going smooth with no intentions of an incest act when suddenly, one day, I woke up. My head was heavy, and my eyes were blurry – kind of a hangover situation. I looked around, rubbing my eyes, and saw.

I was in my mother’s room. I sat back and rested my head on the bed rest when I looked beside me. My mom was sleeping naked beside me. For a moment, I lost my voice and the last night’s events just flashed in front of my eyes.

[MONTAGE of what happened:- Truth and Dare – tequila shots – “I saw your chaddi” – “I am going to regret this” – “Yeah baby, rock hard” – “Oh, Mom, your globes.” – “Happy Fucking New Year!” – “I can do this all night”]

FLASHBACK – The night of 31st December 2020

Lockdown was not lifted. The night curfew was still in on mode. So, mom and I decided to have a small party at our home. She invited her friends. I also called a few. But as normal friends are, everyone canceled as no parent was willing to send their kid out.

The clock was ticking, and I went to the room as I didn’t know any of my mother’s friends. At around 10 pm, there was a knock on my door. I opened it, and I saw my mom standing with a sad face and a party hat.

I stood by the door, resting my head by the edge, “Let me guess, your friends ditched you too.” She nodded her head. I close the door and walked out. I put my hand around her shoulder and walking towards the hall.

Me: All this year, we were here for each other in this lockdown. So, let’s bid farewell to this year together too.

My mom and I were very close. We had hardly kept any secrets from each other. We went to the hall and settled down on the couch.

Swati: Yeah, What should we do? Tell me, if your friends were here, what would you have done?

Me: Ah, mostly on a night out and that to a party. We play games, drink, talk, share stories.

Swati: No dancing and singing?

Me: That only happens in the movies, mom. A usual night out is just chatting and eating and then going to sleep.
Swati: Okay, what game.

I looked at mom with a ‘not-so-sure’ look, which my mother caught in seconds. She shifted close to me and looked me in the eye.

Swati: Come on, kid. Don’t you trust your mommy with your games? I can play any game. I am as modern as you.

I nod my head agreeing to that statement. A mother sitting in a tight navy blue strap sleeveless crisscross open back sequin cami dress (I know the dress in detail because I gifted this one) can play an easy game.

Me: Okay, let’s play then.

I got up and brought two shot glasses and tequila that my mother had bought for this occasion. I sat beside her and opened the bottle, pouring filling both the shots.

Me: It is a very easy game: truth or dare. You must have heard about it. There is a lifeline to this game. If you are not willing to either answer the truth or do the dare, you just sip the shot.

Swati: Okay, sounds good. Go ahead, let’s see who gets high first and dozes off.

Me: The game can get competitive and wild.

Swati: (cracks knuckles) I am ready, kid.

We started the game, and as it proceeded, mom had to gulp down 5 shots and me not a single one. Seeing that her kid is still wining, my mother did something unexpected (or maybe she was just drunk).

Me: 5 shots already down.Woooo! Okay, mom, let’s see if you can defeat me. I choose dare.

Swati: Dare baby, I dare you to remove your pants right here, right now.

My mom gave me a smirk, and I was shocked to hear those words. I easily drank the shot, but I was confused why did she say that. Does she know that I was not wearing any underpants? She was looking at me as I gulp down the shot.

Swati: Come on, that was an easy dare. Why did you not do it? Ghabarlas? (Scared?)

Me: No, mom. Me kashala? (Why will I?)

Swati: Okay, I choose now. I choose truth.

I was curious and wanted to know if my hunch is true. I thought for a while whether I should ask or not, I decided let’s do it.

Me: Truth, did you give me the dare on purpose knowing that your son was not wearing any underpants?

Swati: (gave me a smirk) Yes, I knew that. I know my son always sleeps with no chaddi, lol (hiccups, takes a pause). Every morning my kid’s chaddi lies over my clothes in the washing machine. Sometimes there is…

Me: Okay, okay. Chaddi ha? Mom seems like you are drunk.

Swati: No, what should I call chaddi? If not, chaddi? Why embarrassed hearing such words from my mouth? This is not the first time you hear this, Nayan. We use a lot of such words when my son is not around.

I gave a confusing look to my mother. I knew instantly mom was drunk and was imagining me as her friend, Nayan. So, I decided to play along.

Me: Oh, is it? What else do you talk about?

Swati: Oh, you don’t remember, about our lund (dick) talks (winks at me)?

Me: Wow, okay.

Swati: Yeah, you know my kid. He has such a nice body. I am sure if I touch his dick (as she talked, she grabbed my dick). It will be a hard rock piece of meat.

I was shocked by her sudden move. I looked straight into her eyes and saw she was serious. She left my dick and sat back with her one leg up the couch and spread. As she was talking, she rubbed her pussy over her pants.

Swati: You see, Nayan, I am a woman with desires. You are a good friend of mine, so you know about it. I lust for my son. Is that wrong? I don’t care. He is strong, and his dick…I have seen him take baths. This pussy has not been used since his father died.

I was just hearing mom say as I knew she was not going to remember anything. She thought she was talking to her friend Nayan. Also, at the moment, I was shocked.

Swati: You know, Nayan. He is so good and caring for me. I love him. I just want to do him so hard… so hard… Kay jhavel mala toh, fuck! (The way he will fuck me, fuck!)

Me: (unknowingly) How hard?

Swati: Very hard (roars like a tigress). I will suck that bone … and yeah, take it deep.

I sat on the couch, confused. My mom staring at my dick and speaking stuff about having sex with me to her friend, Nayan. It won’t be wrong to say that I, too, had some affection towards my mother.

Me: Mom, I will regret this. But I guess you won’t remember it, and I shouldn’t either.

I looked at the bottle of alcohol on the table and opened it. I started drinking it. My mother, who was not in her senses, watched me.

Swati: Nayan, you know my kid is so strong that he will ravish me like a bull. (I was hearing as I was getting high) He will crush my boobs and make me moan. I will scream so loud, “Oh, baby, fuck me, Mister.”

Me: Swati, then why not try someone from outside. Anyone will fuck such a hot babe.

Swati: True, but why should I? Come on, Nayan, you know what? I have seen his chaddi with cum stains. I know he lusts for me too. I have given him so many hints (sad face), but he still does not understand.

As she mentioned that, I understood why mom used to be so open to me. She wanted me to move on to her, which is why she did a lot of kinky, naughty stuff on purpose.

I put the bottle down and look at her. I pulled her leg, which was on the sofa, and climbed upon her. We both started kissing as I laid above her, and she wrapped both her legs around me.

My mom’s night with me had just begun, “Oh baby, go slow.” I kissed her neck as she caressed my hair.

To be continued.

Hello to all readers. This is John writing another story from Bangalore about my pleasure  trip. I am in my early 30’s, and an average-looking guy with a medium body build. But I have the necessary strength to satisfy any hungry woman.

The incident I am sharing here is true, and it happened several months ago. Let us go into the story. I live in an apartment society. In this next flat lives the aunt. We will call her Laila. She married 6 years ago. But her husband died in an accident approximately 2 years ago.

She lived alone as her parents were from a different city, and she was a working woman. Her parents used to come and visit her once in a while, and she used to go to her native sometimes.

I used to visit Laila’s flat often, and we had a good rapport for a long time. She was very frank and open-minded. We used to share everything happening in our lives as we both became close to each other.

To talk about her appearance, she is a bit dusky with an average body build. But she had a huge ass, and I always admired her figure. Whenever she used to wear a yoga dress, her body’s outline, especially her ass, would make me get aroused. I developed a desire to make love to Laila somehow.

As we became close, we sometimes flirt with each other and even touched each other intentionally. I used to take her out for movies, shopping, and dinner.

Laila used to be comfortable roaming in her apartment with sleeveless shirts and shorts like half-naked in front of me. I have even seen her coming out of the shower wrapped only in a towel. That again used to make me horny. Laila had noticed it few times and was giving naughty smiles.

On a random day, Laila told me that she wants to go on a vacation as she had not been on any vacation for a long time. I was given the task of suggesting a good place to her. I suggested she visit a famous place with many beaches. At that time of the year, the tourists would be fewer.

Laila insisted that I give her company as she was comfortable going with me rather than going alone. I made all necessary arrangements after taking leave from the office and booking a nice suite room.

We then reached our destination as per the planned dates. When we checked in, Laila was surprised to see it was a single bed instead of a twin bed. She gave me a naughty smile and told me it was a smart move.

Laila wanted to go to the beach. So we both got changed. I was in shorts and a t-shirt. Laila changed and came out of the bathroom in a blue color bikini. That gave me an instant hard-on. Laila saw my dick and started laughing.

She asked to keep it in control. Otherwise, it would make her feel embarrassed. I somehow controlled myself and then went to the beach. We enjoyed ourselves fully in the water and then returned to the room.

We ordered booze and food then had it, which gave us a good high. Laila started to open up. She explained that she was sexually unsatisfied after her husband’s death and that she also likes me. It was her plan to use the vacation plan as a pretext so I could fulfill her desires.

Those words were the green signal which I was anticipating for many days. I no longer needed to hesitate and grabbed her like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey. I threw away her clothes and targeted her pussy. Laila responded by opening my shorts and then started to stroke my dick.

While I was eating Laila’s pussy, she told me this, “Oh honey. Please take it nicely. My husband never touched my pussy with his mouth.”

That made me lick her pussy even more wildly. She had orgasmed over my mouth. I drank all of her juice without any leftovers. Then came the surprise as Laila pushed me to the bed and took my dick in her mouth like a kid taking a lollipop. The pleasure was better because of her warm tongue.

While blowing my dick, Laila kept looking at me seductively.

She drank my juice which came after a few minutes. Then we were cuddling each other while kissing each other all over madly. Then she told me, “I was waiting for this day, since the time I started to notice how much you used to lust over me, especially when I was in my yoga dress.”

Laila was then ready for the next round. She lowered herself on me while adjusting her pussy to take my dick in a cowgirl position. Laila’s pussy was tight as this was her first fuck in a long time. She told me naughtily it was my duty to make her pussy lose and then keep it the same way with frequent fucks.

I was squeezing her tits and also pinching her nipples while Laila was fucking me slowly from above. We both enjoyed each and every second of it. We changed to doggy style after few minutes. Laila was moaning slowly and kept telling me not to stop.

After a few minutes, we both had our climax together. Then we took a quick break, and we decided to go for the missionary style. This time, we both fucked for a much longer time. I came first, and she also did after few seconds.

Laila later thanked me for this whole vacation that made her hole come out of vacation. We made a deal that to have love-making sessions whenever it is possible.

That’s the story about romantic sex with a widow aunty. Thank you for reading. I can share details about me but not for the person involved in this story. I am willing to share good times with the readers and also maintain complete trust and confidentiality. I am reachable by email or hangouts on [email protected]

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Hello guys, I am your Anand back with the second part of the story. Thank you for the amazing response to my previous series. I am glad it made you horny and happy.

For all the new readers, it would be better to read the previous story for the context. The second part picks up exactly where we left off.  On that note, get ready for another earth-shattering orgasm.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary. The settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent anyone or any event in the real world. I have used real places to make the experience more real.

When in love, we overlook a lot of things in each other, including sexual compatibility. But as time pass by, we tend to look beyond the surface. Therein lies the problem when we know that we need more than just love.

We need satisfaction mentally, physically, and sexually. And sometimes the relationship breaks and frankly it is nobody’s fault. Sexual compatibility is also important for a happy married life.

Now back to our story.

There he was down on the floor, carrying out his deed – ‘licking my feet as he was ordered.

There is something about a man on his knees and worship my feet. It excites, empowers, and arouses me. He was licking my left foot, occasionally kissing it. His tongue traveled all the way from my toes to my ankles, just like a loving dog would lick his/her master.

It is a matter of perception. I was not degrading him – one would even say I was empowering him. He was in his rightful place, where he feels safe, under my wings where I can protect and nourish him. This is exactly what he needs. I am the only one he needs, the only lifeline he has to this otherwise awful world.

I sat on the bed and told him to lie on his back. Immediately the licking stopped. He lifted his head to look at me for a second and laid on his back with his head right next to my leg. He was facing me, and the bulge in his pant was visible. I knew – he was excited.

I smiled and began to run my feet over his body, slightly touching the skin with my toes. Started off with his forehead and finished with his torso and back to the head, all the while ignoring his tool. Every time I came closer to his dick, he got excited – quicker breath, flushed cheeks, and clenched hands.

I brought my toe back to his mouth. He pounced on it with his mouth like it was the only meal that will satiate his hunger and began slurping it.

(Guys, I know you want to take his place and suck on them. I maintain them well. These will be the most beautiful legs you will ever see and with my nails painted red – more than what you deserve. Go ahead, suck on them. You have my permission.)

Not that I didn’t like it, but I had to stop him. In a Dom/Sub relationship, the Sub must be given permission to do a certain act. If not given, he/she should seek the permission of his/her master. It is about control, respect, and completely letting go.

When you do become a Sub, you forgo your right to make any decisions. The decision will be made for you. Now you know why I had to stop him. As he was sucking my right big toe. I used my left feet to apply pressure to his disgraceful teeny-weeny dick.

Initially, he was enjoying the pressure. I heard the moan that escaped his mouth as he slurped my toe. But as I increased the pressure, he was feeling the pain. He opened his mouth to groan.

My toe slipped out of his mouth and rested in his forehead, all the while dripping saliva. Saliva formed a bridge between my toe and his mouth.

He looked at me! I smiled! I didn’t have to say anything. He knew what his mistake was. He did not have my permission to touch me. I saw his face change. He was guilty! His eyes were all watery! I knew that look – he didn’t want to lose me too, the last thread of human link he has to this wretched world.

Not saying a word, I just tapped on his tool, suggesting he open the fly. He realized what was asked of him. He was quick to open his fly and pull out his cock. It was average. I thought, maybe I will fuck that cock. I rubbed my feet on his cock – I was slow and teasing.

I kept looking at him, and he was twitching like a worm on the floor. For the first time, he was liberated and free from all societal norms. He can be just what he badly needed to be.

It was bliss for him – he was panting hard and smiling in between. All this while he made no attempt to touch me. He had his hands clenched to his pants. I never increased the speed at which I rubbed his tool. But he had enough, couldn’t hold any longer.

He came with a huge moan. He was thankful. It was pure bliss. He kept smiling at me and kept panting. I was surprised and amused when he said, “Thank you!”

However, being the bitch, I wanted more. I wanted more than just thank you. I want him to know that he was nothing here – nothing other than my toy. I demand absolute submission; I deserve absolute submission. I was about to stamp his cock – when he said, “Thank you, mam.”

And I smiled – visibly this time. I was pleased – visibly so! When the pets say Mam or mistress without being prompted, I know I have done a great job. I was marveling at my latest job well done. My pet on the floor ever grateful for being beneath my feet and the cum he squirted all over his nonexistent belly.

I spooned some of his cum with my feet and brought it to his mouth. He opened his mouth and licked off the cum in my toes. He kept sucking them as if it was the source of the juice he just tasted. I withdrew my legs from his mouth, and I could see the disappointment in his face.

I said, “Go now and wash up.” Just when he was about to get up, “Crawl my Pet – you do not stand unless I ask you to. And don’t forget to keep the door open.” He started to crawl when I again said, “Strip as you crawl.”

I know that it is difficult – What do you think I am, dumb? I wanted to keep pushing him and see how he reacts. I wanted to know how far he will go to please me. Therein lies all the power.

It was almost noon. I had to order something via room service. All that excitement made me exhausted. I wanted to recharge and get ready for our next session.

As he opened the shower in the bathroom, I called room service and ordered some food, and asked them to bring an extra plate and a special order of Chocolate Milkshake. I started prepping for the next session.

I could hear the water running down from the shower and cleansing my pet, prepping him for me. I opened my trolly and lifted few dresses, and there it was – my go-to accessories.

I always carry few blindfolds (always ready for an orgy), harness, dildos, vibrator, handcuff, anal plug, whip, and some other stuff just for women. (Have I ever told you, I love women too! If not, now you know).

I took out the handcuff, vibrator, dildo, flogger, the anal plug, strap on and laid it in the bed. I admired my possession and covered it with the sheet so that my pet doesn’t know what I had planned for him. I wanted to completely get in the role. So, I decided to dress up.

I decided to go with the slutty look to provoke him further and yet controlling him. As I did not have my usual leather lingerie, I decided to go with the laced set and wear thigh-high attached to a garter belt and pair it with high heels.

I was not the zero-figure type. I had my curves, and I loved them. The dress would look majestically slutty on me, projecting all the assets that I love. The best thing about domination for me is that – I can dress very slutty and yet be respected, feared, and obeyed.

I let my shoulder-length hair fall. It was wavy and black. All black lingerie, thigh-high, and heels on my dusky skin and pair it with some cherry red lipstick. I stood Infront of the full-sized mirror and admired me. I looked Godly and ravishing – a dangerous combination.

As I finished dressing up, I heard the knock on my door. I was seated in the chair – checking my emails for any official correspondence that needs to be answered immediately. I did not notice who came through the door. I was immersed in reading through my mail.

I did not care if the room service guy gets a good look at my body. I would have completely missed it if it weren’t for the voice: “Would you like anything else, mam?” I was surprised to hear that voice. It was sweet, young, seductive, and pleasing. I looked up and saw her.

The most beautiful woman (or maybe a girl) I have ever seen in my life. She was so stunning. I could not take my eye away from her. I have never felt such a strong affinity towards another person ever before in my life. My heart was racing, my cheeks flushed, pupils dilated, and a smile beamed on my face.

She was fair, shorter than me just by an inch, and had curly brownish hair. It was brownish-black. I could not describe it. It was a feast to my eyes. She was pretty, looked innocent, and loving – maybe this was love and a god-sent gift (so true).

She was nervous as hell. I could see her pupil dilate, her breath quickening, and cheeks flushing. It was even more visible in her because of her skin color.

“Yes, massage my legs, love.”

She was surprised at what I had just asked her to do – but her cheeks flushed even more. I knew she will push back a little and eventually obey. She began saying: “Mam, I don’t think…”

I cut her short by saying, “Come here, love!”

She was contemplating for a moment but slowly moved towards me – stood near me and said, “Yes, mam.”

“Sit,” I said firmly with a smile, pointing to the floor with my eyes.

Half-heartedly she stooped down to sit. But she could not make eye contact with me. She was ashamed, aroused, and guilty. I could how flush her cheeks were. Her cheeks were getting pink with each passing second.

Her mind was processing all that was happening to her, deciding on what to do next?  Just give in? Or Keep fighting? The pleasure of giving in is, the mind doesn’t have to keep fighting to keep yourself away from what you truly want to be.

Giving in would mean more freedom, freeing you from all the so-called societal norms. It allows you to enjoy the true you without inhibitions, without judgments, and lets you completely soak in pleasure.

(Well! Enough of this bull shit. Let’s get back to the story, shall we?)

As she was deciding, I found her eyes fixated on my feet. She could not look away from it. I found my way in! The final blow to break her resolve!

“Like what you see? Love,” I observed her as I spoke, trying to discern her thought. I smiled as I recognized it. Elevated breathing, flushed cheeks, she enjoyed her view. So, I continued the provocation, “They are soft, just as you are. Go on, touch it. I know you want to.”

I extended my arm as I spoke seductively – “Common love, be a darling and feel how soft they are. How silky they are, stripped off of every single hair.”

I knew her resolve was coming down when she extended her hand. I slowly caressed the backside of her palm with my thump. She lifted her gaze from my feet, and our eyes met.

A jolt of electricity passed through my spine. This was different. She was different. The feeling was alien. Her gaze was piercing. I felt things that I had never felt before, that I never knew existed. My pussy was becoming wet, and my cheeks flushed – I had found my Kryptonite.

It was her; she was breaking my resolve too. I wanted to be something more for her, something more than just a mistress. Shreya was my Kryptonite. I realized as I read her name tag. This is another thing that I had never done before – I never wanted to know my pet’s name.

(If you haven’t realized, I never asked what the name of the guy? Yes, the one taking a bath right now!)

I did not want to think about him now. I just wanted her. I wanted to take her then and there, make her mine. I had to use all of my willpower to stop myself from doing what I thought of doing. I wanted the control back.

I broke the eye contact and smiled. I took in a deep breath and took back control that I momentarily lost. I placed her hands on my leg and guided it down from my knees.

I could see, she liked it – I saw her smile. Her gaze was back on my leg. I took my hand off her, she continued caressing my leg with her hands. She wanted more. She looked at me as her hands reached my feet. Our eyes met again. I could feel my resolve weakening again.

I desperately tried to hold on to the last bit of control I had. I could not feel anything else except for her melting eyes; hear nothing but her racing heart and smell nothing but her cheap perfume, hair shampoo and the sweat on her forehead.

I could feel the hot air gushing out of her nostrils and brushing my legs under the laced thigh-high. I smiled and said. “Go on, love!”

It was poetic – she caressed my leg from my knees to my angle and gently held my quads to lift my right leg off the floor and onto her thigh. She held on to it like a child holding its favorite toy. What she did next was enthralling. She embraced my leg with both her hands, lifted it to her face.

She rubbed her face against my leg. She was melting into it – she was happy, safe, and finally liberated. She wanted to remove my high healed shoe, as she asked, “Shall I?” By holding the shoe in her palms.

“Go on,” I smiled as I spoke. Again, her smile was enchanting. I sometimes wondered if she was even human.

I have never wanted anything more than absolute obedience from anyone before, be it a man or a woman. But I wanted more from her. I wanted her to like me, and I wanted her to love me, woo me, and be with me. I didn’t want to just fuck her. I wanted to make love to her. Like I said – my Kryptonite.

As she removed my heel, she lifted my feet back to her face and gently placed a kiss on my feet, and took in the scent of my legs. She sniffed hard and started kissing my feet vigorously. As if she was possessed, as if she was under a spell my scent.

I had to calm her down – I withdrew my legs and placed them on her thighs. Even after all this work, she did with her face, there was just a single strand of hair out of place. I tucked the hair behind her ear sensually. I did not withdraw my hand.

I was sensually massaging her earlobe – tracing the frame, circling around the edges of her ear. The sensual movement of my fingers on her ears aroused her multifold. Her grip on my leg strengthened; her breath quickened; eyes shut, and moans often escaped her mouth.

Her left hand clutched my quads strongly, and her right hand had my foot. She embraced my leg with both her hands and brought it closer to her breast. I continued to caress her face. She could not massage my legs anymore. As I caressed her right cheeks, she was so aroused as she started loosening her body.

Her head had melted into my palm. She rubbed her cheeks on my hand as I traced the frame of her face. She was moaning without a gap and often gasping in between. She was in bliss – her eyes shut, eyeballs facing up, her neck stretched upwards. Her mouth opened to accommodate my thump.

As my thump penetrated her lips, she started sucking it and was using her tongue to swirl around my thump. It was slow, erotic, sensual, and making me horny as hell. I was leaking so bad. I wanted her so badly. I did not want to tease her.

I just wanted to tear her dress and suck on her nipples; sit over her and make her suck my pussy; to fuck her pussy with my strap-on and bite her nipples so hard and make her suck my ass and fuck her ass. I wanted to fill all her holes. Not just fuck her, I wanted to love her in my own way.

I found an appetite that I so badly want to satisfy. I wanted her. I was surprised as to how much I wanted to kiss her on her lips and taste her lips. I never felt this need before. I wanted to spank her so hard on her ass and lick her ass and pussy. I have never felt the need to go all in one go.

I knew I have to stop now as this was getting out of my hand. But I just could not stop her from sucking thump. I could not stop myself. I could see the saliva dripping from her mouth and could hear the slurping sound as she sucked my hand like a cock. All this was a sudden turn of events, and I am happy for it.

With every bit of resolve I had, I pulled my hand from her mouth and, in a moment, slapped her cheeks. As the slap landed on her cheek, he came out after his bath. I could hear the sound of him walking with his knees. He saw me with the girl.

He kept coming towards us. I turned to look at her – she had her eyes closed, panting and yet smiling. I could see the impression of my four fingers on her cheek. I liked that she loved it. I liked the fact that she was into what I was doing to her.

I liked the fact that I could turn her on with actions that turn me on. I saw him resting near me on his knees. I told him to remove my left leg as I said to her, “Come here, love.” She rose from her knees slowly and came near me.

I made Shreya sit on my lap and told him to lie down on the floor perpendicular to me. He was naked, dry except for few speckles in some places and a semi-erect dick. I caressed his dick as I turned my attention to her. I grabbed by her neck and kissed her on her lips.

It was sudden and quick. She responded immediately, and for the next few minutes, we were involved in the most erotic kiss – our saliva’s exchanged, our tongues dancing in each other’s mouth, trying to explore every part. Our lips grappling with each other and occasionally biting the lips.

We both were panting. She held my face as we kissed. I felt her soft skin against my face and I was slowly melting.

As we continued kissing, I reached over her pussy and rubbed it furiously over her panties – I had pulled her skirt up as she sat on my lap. She suddenly gasped and stretched upwards. She groaned and was experiencing my fury, my love, and the pleasure.

I moved her panty to the side and directly started rubbing her clit. I was not gentle. I was as hard as I could be. As I worked with her cunt, I never forgot about the dick. I was constantly massaging it with my leg, and it was already in its full size.

I abruptly stopped to leave him fapping there. I took my leg off his tool and placed it on his stomach. As she was about to reach her peak, I stopped rubbing her pussy and kissed her neck. I was nibbling her neck frequently, and she loved it.

She often groaned and smiled at what I was doing to her. It was all new to her – I could tell. She was in a state of bliss.

Then I stopped and watched her as she calmed down, as she returned back from her state of bliss. Her breathing was returning to normal. Yet I could see her breasts heaving. I saw the droplets of sweat formed on her neck, and I licked it off her neck very sensually.

She gasped again and closed her eyes, expecting more. But I did not give her any. She opened her eyes and looked at me, and smiled. I smiled back. I asked her to get up and said, “What time will your work be over today?”

“9’o clock,” she replied.

“Come here at 9:30.” She smiled as she nodded. I knew she will come. She got a taste, and now she will want more.

“I want you to take a bath and prepare yourself, pussy clean (remembering how bushy her pussy was). I want you to think about what I did to you, every single bit, and not touch your pussy before coming back to me,” I instructed as I walked her to the door.

I kissed her on her forehead and opened the door for her to leave. She went out, turned, and said, “Thank you, mam.” I smiled as she turned around to leave. I closed the door behind her. The moment the door was closed, some kind of emptiness filled me. I felt dead. I never felt like this before.

Maybe she was my lifeline. A reason to live.

The time 2:24 flashed on the screen as I turned to face him.

To be Continued.

For all those fans who think that the time interval is too long – I can assure you – it will be shortened this time around. See you all soon with the next part of the amazing story. Direct all your feedbacks, love, and experiences to [email protected]. I welcome your suggestions and urge you to share your exploring sex experiences.

Hello guys. I am back again, with another real incest story. The hero in this story is Armaan and the heroine is Khushi. This is a slightly long story. So, guys and girls, it’s time to give your hands a task which you won’t regret!

I won’t waste a lot of time and shall come to the story directly. Brace yourself for the adventure!

Armaan :- 6′ cock, 6.5″ height (dude), athletic body.
Khushi :- 5’6″ height, 38-28-38 stats, curvy body and an ass to die for.

This story goes back 4 years when I was in Engineering second year. It was our year-end and I didn’t want to travel back to my hometown. Instead, I went to my mama’s (mother’s brother) place in Rajasthan.

Khushi was my mama’s daughter. We were of the same age. I left from Pune to Jodhpur as soon as my vacation started. The thing about engineers is that we are always horny, and due to exams, I wasn’t able to masturbate properly or have sex.

I reached my mama’s house the next morning at 7 am. Mama and mami had come to pick me up at the Railway station. I was very sleepy, so I just took their blessings, sat in the car, reached home and I again went to bed.

I woke up around 10:30 am and got fresh. After completing the morning rituals, I came down for breakfast. Mama was already off to work and mami was in the kitchen preparing breakfast.

I wished mami, “Good morning,” and we began chit-chatting about anything and everything. After 15 minutes of talking nonsense, mami told me that it was Khushi’s last exam of the year that day and then it will be her vacation for 2 months.

I was happy as my cousin sister Khushi and I get along very well. We had done the craziest pieces of stuff in our childhood.

After a while, I realized that if Khushi was going to be at home, I won’t get any private time to masturbate! So, I went upstairs after breakfast and opened the Indian sex stories site and started reading some stories. I was horny in less than 3 minutes and started masturbating slowly.

At that time, I was excited about BDSM as it was new to me and I hadn’t got the opportunity to explore it. I was done after reading 3-4 erotic stories.

Suddenly, I heard my cousin Khushi’s voice and I cleaned myself hurriedly and came down. I made one mistake though. I forgot to clear the sex stories window from the browser!

I saw Khushi smiling and talking to mami about her paper. She was looking happy, which I never felt after writing any of my examinations.

I was seeing her after almost 2 years and she was all grown up and was not looking like she used to do. I was awe-struck seeing my sexy cousin sister in white tight kurti and black jeans.

The outfit was showing all her curves and a curve was also developing slowly in my shorts. She saw me and ran towards me for a hug. I didn’t get any time to adjust my dick.

We hugged and she said that she missed me. But I felt the awkwardness in her eyes. I bet she felt the rod in my shorts over her jeans.

After some time, when everything was normal and under control, we started talking about college, exams, boyfriends, girlfriends, and everything. I was unable to take my eyes off my young cousin sister. She was looking so damn beautiful. I thought of kissing her pink, juicy lips and that long neck was just asking to be sucked and getting love-bites.

I was so bowled over, that I didn’t notice a bulge growing in my shorts which was easily noticeable! My cousin flicked me on my head and pointed her eyes and eyebrows towards it. I felt so embarrassed.

I just said sorry and we went for lunch. I was unable to look her in the eye for the whole time, and then we left for our respective rooms.

I forgot my phone in the kitchen and mami called Khushi to hand it over to me. One problem with my phone was that I had my password saved on the lock screen message display. My cousin got the password and went ahead with unlocking the phone, and there was my whole life in front of her! She returned my phone after 40 minutes of research.

I checked my phone history and it was all gone. No recent apps, no history, no incognito tab open. I knew my curious cousin had seen everything, but I was okay with it. Because, I didn’t do anything wrong.

2-3 days passed and nothing happened. Everything was hunky-dory. I was relaxed and enjoying my vacations with Khushi, mama, and mami.

Then came the day, which changed everything. Mama was going to buy a new car in a week or so and he had to figure out all the banking formalities and loans. So he needed mami for a day or two in the bank and office. That left me and my cousin alone at home.

Khushi went to her room as soon as mama and mami left the house. I hadn’t seen my cousin so happy in a long time. She rushed to her room and locked the door and I knew something was going on. So I started to peek from the keyhole but I couldn’t see anything.

I was worried so I went to the other side of the room. The window was open. I pushed the windows inwards to have a clear view and what I saw blew my mind completely.

After I pushed the window, I saw my cousin Khushi in her bra and panties, rubbing her vagina slowly over her panty!! I was so turned on I started rubbing my dick over the shorts. The view was so sensual I couldn’t resist.

My cousin was playing with herself in a way and I felt stuck to her body. Then she slowly unhooked her bra and those perfect boobs were free from the straps and were breathing fresh air. Her areola were perfect brown color and her nipples were erect. It felt like my cousin’s nipples were calling me to get there and suck them hard.

She then undid her panty and her clean shaved pussy was shining in my eyes. I wanted her so badly that I was unable to handle myself. She then licked her finger nice and slow and then started rubbing her clit in circles and seeing this I was already oozing precum.

I took some pictures and a good 1-minute video for future use! I adjusted myself and went to the room door and knocked. My cousin was moving quickly inside the room. I could feel that and after 2 minutes she came wearing a loose t-shirt and hooked bra with shorts.

Khushi – Hey, Armaan! What’s up? Need anything?

Armaan – No. No. I just saw you run after mama-mami had left. So I got worried and came to see if everything was alright.

Khushi – Oh, that. I wanted to use the toilet that’s why I came to the room quickly.

Armaan – Oh, Okay. Are you sure you’re alright?

Khushi – Yeah man. Don’t worry.

Armaan – Okay, I’ll leave then (gets up from the bed to leave).

As soon as I reached the door, I turned and said –

Armaan – I wanted to tell you something.

Khushi – Oh, On the contrary, I want to tell you something too.

Armaan – Ok, you go first.

Khushi – I want to say that, I’ve got all the nude pics of you and your GF and if you wish that I keep this to myself, you need to do something for me.

I was shocked. I wanted to tell my cousin what I had on my camera of hers and here she was playing her cards.

Armaan – What the hell. Why did you do this?!

Khushi – I saw you looking at me from the window and clicking my pictures too. Come on.

Armaan – What, how did you know that? I was very careful.

Khushi – “Bewakoof” the sun was behind you, your shadow was in the room.

Armaan – Oh shit. My bad luck! What do you want me to do now?

Khushi – As I read the sex stories that you were reading, I found out that you are into BDSM. Aren’t you?

Armaan – I’m. But I haven’t experienced it yet.

Khushi – I’ll give you the chance. But I’ll play the dominating role.

Armaan – Okay I’m game.

Khushi got up from the chair and slapped me hard. My cheeks turned red. It was a very hard slap.

Armaan – Remind me to never mess with you.

Khushi – Haha, I’m just getting started.

My cousin tore apart my t-shirt and started kissing me wildly. I gave in. She was biting my lips and digging her nails all over my back. I was getting hurt and turned on at the same time.

She then pushed me on the bed and then took out 4-5 of her stoles and started to tie my hands to the bed. She pulled down my shorts and there was my dick saluting her from inside my underwear.

Khushi took my underwear and kept it on my face. I wasn’t able to see anything. She slapped my thighs and kept on slapping until she got her palm print on them. I was overjoyed by her dominating role.

After undressing me completely, my cousin tied my legs to both ends of the bed. I felt so aroused. I was thinking of my cousin’s sister tying me to the bed and about all the bad things that she is going to do with me. I had always thought of doing that with someone else.

Khushi then started fondling my dick while spitting on it for lubrication. I could hear the noise of pitch, then I felt her warm lips over my dickhead. I lifted my ass, as I was enjoying it so much. She then started blowing me. My dick was reaching up to her throat and she was gagging.

The sound of those gags was giving me goosebumps. Just when I was going to cum, my dominating cousin stopped and slapped my dick and pressed my balls hard.

Khushi did this to stop my cum from reaching the tip and whispered in my ear, “Not this fast honey.” She then held my hair and pulled me towards her.

My cousin started kissing me hard like a mad bitch. My hair was hurting but I couldn’t let go of this kiss. She brought her boobs near me and asked me to suck them.

As soon as she came near me, I bit her nipples hard, as I wanted her to feel the pain. Don’t know what she liked in it? I was asked to bite her again on the nipples, ass, and back. Her back was so smooth I rolled my tongue all over her back.

After a breath-taking blowjob, Khushi removed her undies and sat on my face. I was fucking my cousin with my tongue. She was on cloud nine as she kept on bouncing on my face.

I did all my tricks on her with my tongue that I had learned and she seemed to enjoy it a lot. After 5 minutes, I thought she was cumming and to my pleasure, she squirted all over my face.

My cousin sis looked happy and satisfied. Then she started to choke me with her palm and sat on my dick to ride me. She kept on choking me till I reached her g-spot and then she stopped. I had to take 15-20 slaps hard on my face. Tears were falling but I was busy fucking my sexy cousin.

After fucking for about 20 minutes, we both came. Khushi left me tied to the bed and went on with the chores. I was tired I wanted to leave but the knot was too tight to open. She came after an hour and whispered, “You’re a very lucky man.” She left again.

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Hello ISS readers, I am back. Sorry, I faced some personal issues, but I am back with my new series. Check out the first three parts before reading this part about my dinner date.

Day 5 (Continuation)

After taking advantage of Bella with a little blackmail, I put on my best clothes to prepare dinner with my elder sister Liza. Time to go and find Liza. Let’s see if she’s ready. I went to her door and knocked.

Me: Are you ready to go, Liza?

Liza: Almost!

A few minutes pass. She finally opens the door wearing the shiny black velvet top, which is barely covering her thighs.

My eyes naturally staring at her huge exposed cleavage. Wow, she’s more than ready!

Me: You’re a vision, sis!

Liza: Why thank you! You don’t look too bad yourself, mister.

Me: I’m sure Mum won’t mind if we borrow the car.

Liza: Not at all, Mom is at work, and she uses a company car.

Me: Let’s go then!

A short drive later, we enter the restaurant and are quickly seated.

Liza: This looks nice!

After ordering drinks and food, Liza looks up at me expectantly.

Liza: So, Aafi, you’ve been with us for a few days now. What do you think?

Me: Well, where to begin?

Liza: Be nice, Aafi!

Me: You’re all super nice. Except for Bella, I’m afraid.

Liza: Yeah, she has a hard time accepting the new normal.

Me: But other than that, I’m glad I made the trip.

Liza: That’s good to hear.

Me: So, anything new on the Brody front?

Liza: Yes, he sent me a message today telling me he isn’t mad at me anymore.

Jesus Christ, that guy is such a baby.

Liza: So he agreed to meet me.

How generous of him.

Me: Do you want to?

Liza: Yes, of course, he’s my boyfriend.

I keep forgetting that.

Liza: Do you have someone special in your life, Aafi?

Me: Not at the moment, no.

Except for the crazy sex, I’m having with my younger sister’s friends.

Liza: But you’ve had relationships in the past?

Me: Yes, I did, back when I was still living with Dad.

Liza: Longer once?

Me: Not as long as you and Brody.

And that’s stretching the truth. Longer than a year is an eternity. There are simply too many beautiful women in the world.

Liza: But you have some experience?

Me: Certainly, do you want to ask me something?

Liza: No. Never mind.

Me: Come now, sis, you can ask me anything.

Liza: It’s just with the engagement coming up.

Oh yes, that’s still a thing.

Liza: Brody has been asking all these things of me.

Me: Pressuring you?

Liza: Well, not exactly. He says they’re part of a normal relationship.

Me: You mean sex?

Liza: I guess.

Me: But you’re sleeping together, right?

Liza: Yes… No… We sometimes sleep in the same room, but Brody always sleeps on the couch when we’re together. But we cuddle and kiss!

I’m beginning to understand why Brody is so frustrated.

Me: Nothing else?

Liza: I just. I’m sorry it’s so embarrassing to talk about that stuff.

Me: Don’t be embarrassed! Everybody has thoughts and needs. There’s nothing to be ashamed about. Besides, you can confide in me.

Liza: I want the first time to be special.

Me: I get that, but there are other things you can do, like with your hands or whatever.

Liza: I know, Brody keeps asking for it, but I want to wait.

She hasn’t even done that?!

Liza: Should I wait?

YES! YES! YES!

Me: You should do what feels best for you. And you’re right, it’s something special, and it’s yours to give.

Liza: Thank you, Aafi, that’s sound advice!

Me: Any time!

Liza: Brody just has to be patient.

Me: He’s lucky to have you.

And he doesn’t deserve you. I need to convince Liza of that.

Me: Do you remember much about the time when Mom and Dad were separating?

Liza: Not a lot. I know I was sad a lot. And Mom and Dad had a lot of arguments.

Me: Do you know what about?

Liza: No, they always had a fight in the evening when we were supposed to be sleeping. But it was dad who took you away. I guess that was the outcome of the separation hearing.

Me: I don’t get why Dad took me. I mean, Bella was obviously his favorite daughter.

Liza: I think he loved us all. Who knows what was agreed during those court sessions. But Bella did have a hard time after you left. I think she may have had counseling.

Me: Wow, I didn’t know that.

Explains quite a lot about her, though.

Me: How did Mum cope with all that?

Liza: She’s such a strong woman. Of course, it affected her, but she pulled through.

Me: How did she manage to raise you while working so much?

Liza: The irregular hours are something recent. When we were little, she cooked us dinner every evening.

Me: That’s nice. I mostly survived on takeout and microwavable meals.

Liza: Dad wasn’t much of a cook?

Me: He sure wasn’t.

Not much of a dad either.

Liza: When I was old enough and able to cook, Mom started working those crazy shifts.

Me: Why, though?

Liza: I guess we needed the money. Maybe Dad stopped paying alimony?

Me: Could be. We were always well off, but I guess it’s different when you have three mouths to feed.

After a while, the main course is served.

Me: With you being the oldest sister, did you have enough time to do something fun?

Liza: I enjoy my volunteer work very much. It’s so rewarding to help people.

Me: I’m sure it is. But no partying?

Liza: Oh no! I’m sure Brody would be upset if I went to parties.

Me: But it’s okay to have fun. Don’t you like to dance?

Liza: I love to dance!

Me: What’s keeping you?!

Liza: I don’t know.

Me: Let’s have some fun later this week then! I’m sure there’s someplace to party somewhere in town.

Liza: I don’t know… Brody…

Me: You’re going with your brother. I will protect you! He doesn’t even have to know.

Liza: It does sound like a lot of fun. It’s been ages since I’ve danced.

Me: We’re going to have so much fun!

Liza: Yes, I’m sure we will!

Me: You said that Bella had a hard time accepting the divorce? Do you think it accounts for her behavior towards me now?

Liza: I’m sure it plays some part. Yes. But she’s been really hung up over something for a while now.

Me: Really?

Liza: Yeah, she doesn’t want to talk about it to me, though, and we’re pretty close.

I knew something is going on. Probably related to her money issues. I must investigate this further.

Me: Weird, must be something big.

Liza: I’m sure she’ll come around in due time. Maybe she’ll even start accepting you.

Me: You’re so generous, Liza, always thinking the best of people.

Liza: Is that bad?

Me: Not at all! That’s why I love you!

I think I really do love her and not only as a brother. Shit. She’s so lovely.

We finish the main course. Liza complains she’s too full for anything else, so I just order coffee.

Me: Excuse me, Liza, but I have to use the restroom.

When I return from the restroom, I see that Liza has company. Some random guy is standing near her. What the fuck? Is he chatting her up?

Guy: …alone?

Liza: No, I’m not.

Guy: Thought not, pretty girl like you. Are you here with your boyfriend?

Liza: No…

Me: What do you want from my girlfriend?

Liza: But…

Guy: Just a friendly chat, bro.

Me: Ah…

Guy: She’s a prize, man. You’re lucky.

Me: Thanks. Please leave us alone now.

Disappointed, the guy leaves quickly.

Liza: Why did you say I was your girlfriend?

Who wouldn’t want to be your boyfriend?

Me: It’s the easiest way to shut guys like that up.

Liza: I guess it worked!

Me: I guess so. Did he embarrass you?

Liza: Not at all. He talked all kinds of nonsense, though.

Me: Like what?

Liza: He said I was pretty. Asked if I was a model.

Me: You know, you could be. I think you’re a very beautiful woman.

Liza: You’re just nice.

Me: No. You’re beautiful. Let’s find the car and be on our way.

I drive home, park the car and escort Liza to her.

Liza: Thank you for a lovely evening!

Me: I had a great time, can’t wait to party!

Liza: Me too!

In a moment of happiness, I kissed Liza on her cheeks.

Liza: (Wow, what’s he doing? Mmmm. His lips feel kind of nice. He’s so tender.)

She seems to be kissing back. Is she enjoying this?

The kiss is slightly longer than many would consider appropriate. But apparently, neither Liza nor I want to end the moment.

But we eventually parted. Liza’s face suddenly changed into a bit of shock.

Fuck, what did I do?! I wanted to kiss her, she’s so sweet… But…

Me: I… er…

Liza: I… Good night, Aafi.

Did I ruin everything?!

Liza goes into her room and closes the door. I go back to my room and to stop thinking about what just happened I browse my computer. I got one email from Ana. She sent me an email with several attachments. Hopefully, it’s not some stupid chain-letter thing.

Ana: Hey. I took some pictures for you. Hope you like them. See you soon -xxx- A.

Fuck yeah, dirty pictures of Ana! These pictures are the perfect accompaniment to some masturbatory exercises. If I release some of the pressure, I’m sure I’ll sleep in no time.

After seeing the first few pictures, my penis is hard already. She has sent me completely naked pics of her hot chocolate color body. She’s sitting on her knees in one pic, exposing everything but covering her breasts with her right hand. I could see her pussy clearly, though. She’s such a tease.

In another pic, she kneels on her legs and shows me her backside with her bubbly round butts exposed to me. She has her head turned around and giving me a naughty look. I’d like to fuck that round butt so hard.

Meanwhile, Rachel was walking towards my room.

Rachel: (I hope Aafi is still awake. I forgot to tell him what movie I’d like to see in case he has to book tickets in advance.)

She opened the door and stood there in shock. She saw me masturbating.

The door is behind me and to my left. I was busy watching the nudes and masturbating.

Rachel: (What is he doing? His arm is moving up and down… No… Is he masturbating?)

Fuck! I think I heard the door. Is that Rachel? I didn’t bother to turn. Fuck it. This is my room, and I’m wanking.

Rachel: (He didn’t notice me? It’s kinda hot seeing him like this. Hmmm. What?! Am I getting wet? I’ll just feel myself for a little bit.)

Rachel started rubbing her pussy over her shorts. I continued masturbating. I think she’s still there. This is making me even harder. In one pic of Ana’s, there’s a close-up picture of her pussy. She’s spreading those juicy pussy lips. Look at that beauty!

In the next pic, she’s lying on her back with her legs spread wide, and she has two of her left fingers inside her pussy.

Aah! I blasted my load seeing that pic.

Rachel: (I’m cumming too! Aah! Better leave now, I’ll talk to Aafi in the morning.)

I think the person at the door left. That was so hot. But wait! Who took those pictures of Ana?!

Let me stop here. I know the story is a bit slow. More to come for sure. Please provide your feedback at my new email [email protected] or hangout. You can also read my other story here.

Hey guys, I’m back with another story about my 21st birthday. I hope you’re all doing well and safe. So this incident is basically one that I’ve been requested to post by quite a few people. It is a memorable one, so here it is.

This was the first time I had a foursome, and it was absolutely amazing. I hope you all enjoy it. Here’s a short introduction about myself. I’m Sarah, 24, living in Mumbai. I’m bisexual, and my stats are 36-28-36.

Coming to the incident. It was February 2018, one day before my 21st birthday, and I was really excited. Ever since my 18th birthday, I break loose on this day and go absolutely crazy. There’s a lot of booze and clubbing and late-night drives and terrible morning hangovers involved.

Just like every year, I was planning for my birthday when I got a text from Rahul. He said the guys were throwing me a birthday party at the club. So all I had to do is dress up and be there at 11 pm. I was really happy, so I did as asked.

I pampered myself to a spa and a parlor treatment before dressing up in my very low v-cut dress. It was backless until just above my ass. It was one of the sluttiest outfits I owned. As I said, I go absolutely crazy. So I donned that dress and set out for the party.

My car was out for service. So I had to take an Uber, and the driver could not keep his eyes on the road. There were a few close calls along the way where we almost dashed into another vehicle. He couldn’t control his lust looking at my jiggling boobs when going through a bumpy patch along the road.

I reached the club around 11.30. (Yes, I always make a late entrance). As I went in, I was greeted by all of my friends. 8-10 of them. They all hugged me and wished me. The guys hugged a little tighter than usual, which was understandable.

After greeting everyone, we settled down, and in no time, it was 12. So I cut the cake, and we had some fun. The party was getting a little boring. So I ordered shots for everyone, and we all got drunk and hit the dance floor. We drank a lot that night, and I was starting to drift into my craziness.

Slowly as the night went on. All of my friends left one by one as they had to go to work the next day. I was left with three guys, the star characters of this incident!

Rahul- A really cute skinny guy who looked like a teenager. But he was a couple of years older than me – a really fun guy.

Zaid- The hunk of the group. Fitness freak and a top-tier model. His looks were clearly enough to melt any girl’s heart.

Sameer- The nerd who started coming out of his shell recently. A really fun guy to be around.

Okay, so it was 3.30 am, and we were still dancing like crazy. The alcohol was doing its trick. Now I was losing control over my body. I was sandwiched between Rahul and Zaid. I was grinding my ass against Rahul’s dick which was getting harder.

I gave him a naughty look and could see the lust in his eyes. He was running his fingers all over my bareback. On the other hand, Zaid was really horny by now, and he decided to take it to the next level. He placed his hand over my vagina and slightly moved it up and down.

I gave him a look of slight surprise (we’d already slept together, so it wasn’t weird). Both these guys were turning me on, and I couldn’t control it anymore. Then suddenly, Rahul pulled down my dress strap to the side and kissed my neck. I completely lost it.

My knees felt weak at the touch of his lips. I held his head and continued dancing as he sucked on my neck. Seeing this, Zaid lifted my dress slightly and started rubbing my pussy over my panty. I started moaning and was now completely down to fuck.

After a few minutes of this action, I really got wet and told them, “Let’s take this to my place and make it a drunk and fuck party.” They both got really happy and agreed. All this while Sam was quietly watching this from the bar and awkwardly tagged along. I couldn’t care less. I just wanted a good fuck after not getting laid for a month.

We got back to my place in Zaid’s car. As soon as I opened the door, Zaid lifted me up and threw me on the couch. He was really strong, and this was like a piece of cake for him. All three of them got inside, and then Rahul came up to me, pulled me up, and kissed me.

He was a really good kisser. I was enjoying this kiss when Zaid got behind me and unzipped my dress from the side. He then started sucking on my neck and ears, and it drove me crazy. I started moaning loudly. To suppress those moans, I kissed Rahul harder.

A few minutes later, Zaid pulled down my dress straps and pulled down the dress altogether. Now I was just in my bra and panty. Zaid turned me around and started fondling my boobs over the bra. I quickly undid it and threw it away. My boobs fell free, and he wasted no time in sucking them.

Seeing this, Rahul, too, got in front of me and took one boob in his mouth. The view of looking down and watching two guys suck on my boobs was really amazing. They sucked on my nipples, bit them, and squeezed my boobs so hard their handprints were clearly visible.

After a while, Rahul quickly pulled down my panty, got on his knees, and sniffed my pussy. It was already dripping wet from all this action, and he planted a small kiss on it. Then he slowly inserted his tongue inside and started licking me.

While this was going on, Zaid got naked. His perfectly build body and big cock were right in front of me yet again. He came up to me and kissed me. Then Rahul got up and started stripping. I got on my knee and started licking Zaid’s circumcised cock. It was 7″ long and quite thick.

I took the tip in and slowly started blowing him. He closed his eyes in pleasure. As I was doing this, Rahul came up to me with his 7″ dick rock hard! Both looked so sexy and hot I started sucking off both of them one by one. All this while Sam was sitting on the couch adjusting his pants.

He wanted to join in but was too shy to ask. I looked at him and gave him a naughty smile. I called him up to me, and as he came close, I unzipped his pant and pulled them down with his underwear. To my surprise, his dick was the same size as these guys, but it was semi-erect.

Who would’ve thought the shy introvert had the biggest cock of them all! I stroked his dick slowly, and he was completely hard in no time. Even the guys were shocked at his size. I gave him a nice blowjob, and in 5 minutes, he came inside my mouth. He was a virgin, so he could not control it.

Now I wanted to fuck them all. I guided them to my bedroom and went and lay on the bed. Rahul came close to me, pulled me to the edge of the bed, and then slowly inserted his dick inside me. His dick slid in because of the wetness of my pussy, and he started fucking me.

Slowly he increased his pace, and I started moaning. As soon as I did, Zaid got on the bed, on his knees, and put his dick in my mouth. Now two of my holes were being filled simultaneously. After a good 5-10 minutes, Rahul signaled Zaid to switch positions.

Now Zaid started ramming my pussy with his thick cock. Now they actually started fucking me roughly, just the way I liked. Rahul slapped his dick on my face and deepthroated me. Zaid rammed my pussy like an animal.

Sam was trying to get his dick hard. As soon as it was hard, I called him up. I got on all fours and asked him to enter my pussy from behind. Zaid helped guide his dick inside. Since it was the biggest (around 8.5″, I guess), and it was his first time, he took it slow.

But once his head was in, he gave a big push, and his complete dick was inside me now. “Ahhh,” I screamed, and Rahul quickly put his dick inside my mouth. Sam then started fucking me, and as he increased the pace, his cock went deeper inside my pussy. I couldn’t control it anymore, and I came all over his dick.

My cum made him really horny, and he held my waist and fucked me like crazy. You wouldn’t say he was a virgin boy fucking for the first time after seeing what he did to me. I was switching between Rahul and Zaid’s dicks in my mouth. They both were squeezing my boobs.

They were slapping me calling me names which were turning me on even more.

“Suck it bitch, that’s right.”

“This is what you deserve, slut.”

After a good 15 minutes, Sam finally stopped to catch his breath. Zaid then came over, picked me up in his arms, and started fucking me. His dick was going deeper than before. I started screaming and scratching on his back with my nails.

Rahul then got behind me. He put some saliva on his dick and positioned it on my ass. I asked him to stop as I had never been double penetrated before, but he didn’t listen. He shut my mouth with his hand and inserted the tip of his dick inside my ass.

Then slowly, he started giving small strokes, and his dick went in deeper. All this while Zaid was still fucking the shit out of my pussy. They fucked me in this position for about 15 minutes. Then they threw me on the bed. I was completely exhausted now.

Sam then came up to me and started licking my pussy. It was unexpected, but he was so fucking good. His technique was amazing. He constantly hit the right spots, and I was in heaven. I held his hair tight and screamed loudly as I came all over his face. He looked up at me and smiled.

I then lay on the bed, closed my eyes, exhausted. Zaid pulled my legs and pulled me down. He turned me and started entering my ass after applying some vaseline that was by the bed. He had a thick cock, so I knew this would be painful. He slowly entered and stretched my ass.

He asked me to open my ass wide, and I did. Then he slowly gave a push, and his cock was now inside. “Fuck,” I screamed in pain. Now Rahul positioned himself under me and guided his dick to my pussy. They adjusted a little so that I was on my fours.

Zaid was fucking my ass from behind, and Rahul was fucking my pussy from under me. They both started fucking harder, and I was screaming like a crazy bitch. Sam then came up to me, held my face in his hand, and pushed his cock inside my face.

I was finally getting my porn fantasy fulfilled of being fucked in all three holes at once. They kept going so hard I was about to pass out. Then Sam yelled, “I’m about to cum!”

“Hold it a little longer, Sam,” said Zaid. They planned to give me a complete facial. He did well to hold it. Then after a while, they stopped and got down the bed. I got on my knees and started stroking two dicks with my hand while sucking one. I was waiting for their cumshots.

My tongue was out like a hungry bitch. In a few minutes, they all released their hot cum all over my face almost simultaneously. Huge fucking loads! My face was completely covered with cum, with some in my mouth and on my eyes. It slowly started dripping onto my neck and boobs.

We were all exhausted, so we cleaned up and took a shower together. We had no strength to have a quickie in the shower and were pretty drunk as well. We came out, dried ourselves, and I passed out on the bed.

The next morning I woke up naked. Zaid and Rahul were on my two sides, sleeping with their hands on my boobs. Sam was sleeping on top of my pussy. I could clearly see their hand marks all over my boobs and waist and the redness around my pussy.

It was a little sore along with my ass, but it was a memorable experience altogether.

So, guys, that’s it for this one. I hope you all liked it. If so, please leave feedback below or reach out to me at [email protected]. You can also ping me on Hangouts with feedback on my other stories as well.

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Hi, I am Sekhar. I am back with the next episode of the story of my first anal sex. Thank you All for your amazing response. I was surprised by some of the responses of some ladies. I wasn’t expecting that kind of appreciation.

Coming on to the story. As I have already mentioned how I fucked Shreya’s pussy. Now it was time for her lovely ass. If you guys have not read my previous story. Please read it and rate the stories about the pussy and anal sex withShreya.

The next day we decided to miss college and decided to spend the full day in my room. As soon as she entered my room, I closed the door and pinned her to the door. I started kissing her lips passionately. In response, she bit my upper lip, and a drop of blood came out.

To take revenge, I gave a love bite in her neck, and she moaned loudly. Then I rotated her and pushed her to the wall. I pulled her pants in one go. She was in her college dress as she told her family that she was going to college. But here she was taking pleasure.

I started licking her pussy over her panty, and her body shivered in the touch of my tongue. I started licking vigorously. I then tore her panty and threw it away. She got mad as to why I tore her panty. To which I said, “Darling, it is a kind of fee to give you pleasure.”

Then I started to fuck her pussy using my tongue by moving in and out. She couldn’t control herself, and she started moaning loudly. She shivered and cummed in my face. I wasn’t expecting her to cum so soon. So I wasn’t prepared to drink all her juices.

Her juices spread all over my face, and I started cleaning her pussy using my tongue. Then the main objective of the day began. I spread her ass cheeks and smelled her ass. It had a different aroma. As soon as I kissed her asshole, she turned towards me and said no.

She said, “No way she was gonna have her ass fucked.” Then she went to bed half-naked to sit down. But jingling naked ass made me mad to fuck her ass today. I went to her and started kissing her and started opening her shirt.

Then I started pressing her boobs over her bra. I was encircling her nipples and was pulling her. Shreya got aroused again. I could understand it by her deep breaths. I whispered in the ear.

Me – Baby, let’s try anal, please.

Shreya – No way it will hurt a lot. I have heard from my friends.

Me – Are, nothing will happen. We will use lubricant

Shreya – Lubricant won’t change the length of your dick motherfucker. Your dick will tear my ass.

Me – Please, we need to try. I am mad for your ass. If anytime you feel hurt, let me know I will stop immediately.

Shreya – Sure you will stop?

Me – Yeah, Baby. Anything for you

Then I made her in a doggy position and started kissing her ass cheeks. I spread her cheeks and dropped my saliva on the entrance of her ass hole. I started kissing her asshole, and she shivered. Then I started to lick her ass. I was providing saliva too so that it lubricates well.

After few minutes of licking, I inserted my thumb in her ass. She moaned softly, and half of her thumb went inside. I tried to open up her ass by moving my thumb to and fro and sideways. Then I took out my thumb and inserted two fingers together. She jerked and said it hurt a little.

To calm her down, I started licking her pussy and started fingering her ass simultaneously. Within two minutes, she cummed again. I told her to be ready for the main thing. I brought oil from the kitchen and applied it all over my cock. My cock became shiny, and I applied oiled in her asshole too.

I positioned my cock just at the entrance of her asshole, and she said, “Please be gentle.” I put some thrust, and the tip of my cock just entered her asshole. She caught hold of the bedsheet and tried to control her moan. I tried to insert more, but it was too tight.

So I held her hips, and in one go, I inserted my full cock in her ass with full pressure. She screamed loudly and released loud farts. Tears started rolling out of her eyes. She begged me to take out my dick. To distract her pain, I started rubbing her pussy.

She was screaming in pain again. I kept my dick in that position for a few moments. As her pain subsided, I pulled out my dick a little and again pushed it full. This time I could feel my dick touching her hard shit. She again started crying and tried to move from her position to take out my dick.

But I hold her hips tightly and told her, “Hold on bitch you will enjoy it.” I started to bang her ass in slow moves. Then after some shots, I increased my pace. I was continuously filling her hard shit.

After a few thumps, the shit liquidated and oozed out of her ass with farts. While her shit oozed, she also had never-ending cum. It was an amazing sight to see her shit and cum mixed. I just paused myself to see that amazing view.

After a few moments, I pulled her head towards me and started kissing. While kissing, I started banging her ass hard, and a ‘puch-puch’ sound echoed through the room. My whole dick was covered with her shit. But I didn’t care and was banging her hard.

Now her screams turned into moans. “Ah, destroy my ass motherfucker.” Listening to moans, I got extra energy and started pumping her hard. She again shivered hard and had a beautiful cum. She fell down in her bed as she couldn’t bear it.

But I was not done yet. I pulled out my cock and pushed it all with one push. She moaned loudly, and her shit started oozing out again. She again said its hurting. But I didn’t listen and was banging her ass as there is no tomorrow. I was near my climax, and I continued my pace.

I could feel she was also nearing her orgasm. After few thumps, we both cummed together. I cummed deep in her ass. And she was like a squirting angel as she leaked her juices for at least a minute. We both lied down. I took out my cock. My cock was having some blood, shit, and my cum mixed.

I told Shreya she was really an ass queen. She said, “Motherfucker, you tore my ass, and you are telling me ass-queen!”

I asked her to give a blowjob, but she refused and asked to clean ourselves first. We went to the bathroom, but her jiggling ass again made my cock hard. In the bathroom, as soon as we entered, I slid my cock in her pussy with all shit mixed and started banging her pussy.

In that position, only we opened her shower. It was an amazing feeling. After banging for almost 20 minutes in the shower, I cummed. While she cummed almost 5 times in that period.

Then we took a rest and ordered some food. In the evening, I again banged her ass. After that, she went home. She was having some trouble walking. She told her family that she had a cramp in her legs – a cramp to remember.

This is the end of this story about Shreya’s anal defloration. I will be waiting for your responses. If I receive an appropriate response, I will share my next story about how we were caught making love in college.

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I sighed and looked at my watch. I had to kill two more hours before I can pick up my hubby from his office and go home. I was in the movie theater and trying to enjoy watching a brainless action thriller.

I took leave that day to meet my college friends.

There were four of us, horny and lusty girls. We bunked classes, pulled pranks, and enjoyed unlimited fucking. Only Priya was shy, orthodox, and different from us. She was very tall, beautiful and had a fantastic figure. But she never allowed her boyfriend to take liberties with her other than kissing and boob-squeeze.

Now, Priya had become the sex goddess, fucked more cocks than all the rest of us combined. All of us were married, only my hubby Raj and Priya’s hubby were liberal, and encouraged us to fuck and have kinky experiences. My other two friends fuck behind their hubbies’ backs.

We had a great time. We laughed and recalled all our mischievous deeds – how we fucked behind water tanks on the terrace, masturbated cocks with a blank face during lectures, how we sucked cocks under the dining tables in restaurants. We exchanged notes about our sexual exploits.

Priya of course was the star, with thousands of cocks under her belt..or in her cunt. I shared my sexcapades too. My other two friends had led relatively sober lives.

After lunch, we all hugged, kissed, and bid farewells. Priya left to catch a flight to Canada, and the other two left for their hometowns. I had a few hours to kill and walked into this theater.

I thought that taking a stroll in the shopping mall might be more enjoyable and was about to get up when whispers on my right side caught my attention. I looked and saw a young man and his girlfriend engaged in a fierce argument. They were sitting in the same row, six seats away from me. Only we three were sitting in this row.

Suddenly, the screen became bright, as the night scene was over. I saw his long, thick beautiful cock. He was trying to coax her to suck, and she angrily refused! She got up in a huff, and hissed, “Fuck yourself” and walked out. I had to push back my seat back to allow her to pass me.

I looked at that young man. He was tall, handsome in a chocolate boy way. He had a thick mop of hair. When he looked around as he pushed his cock back into his jeans and zipped, I looked at the screen.

He sighed, got up, and walked towards me, and this time, I did not push back my seat and my knees were in the way. He said, “Excuse me,” and expected me to allow him to pass. I gestured to him to sit next to me.

I asked him, “What was that all about?”

He said in a dejected tone, “Even God can’t understand women. She was the one who suggested that we should go to a movie and have fun and then suddenly, she flares up and walks out.”

He jumped a foot in his seat when I asked him, “Has she given you blowjobs before? Or were you forcing her against her will?”

He stammered, “She has given me BJs many times, she loves sucking.”

The world is full of masochists who love punishing themselves and enjoying it, and many happened to be seated in the rows in front and back, enjoying the punishment that the movie was churning out, and they said, ” Hushhhh.”

I got up and walked out and he followed suit. I unbuttoned the top two buttons of my shirt as we were going out. And by the time we were seated in the empty food court, his eyes were glued to my thunder thighs and ample bosom.

My best feature was my thighs – supple and strong, developed by vigorous tennis games. After my son Ajay was born, I bounced back into shape, thanks to my doctor and Raj.

If anything, after delivery, I became sexier, if the kind of sexier and hungrier looks of men, is a testimony. My milky boobs had become larger, and they moved sensually even when I walked carefully (which I don’t, I love teasing cocks).

We studied each other. I instantly liked him. He had large liquid eyes and long eyelashes any girl would die to have. An aquiline nose and very sensuous lips made him irresistible. I wondered why his girlfriend would walk away from him.

He was courteous and gentlemanly and it was not just a front. He had a healthy respect for women, I felt. When I was openly flaunting my cleavage and flirting, he was aroused but he was not taking liberties.

I saw my reflection in the mirror from behind him. I was always swarmed by boys, even from pre-school days, and enjoyed every minute of it. I have a glowing, marble-like complexion like Kareena Kapoor. All the boys wanted to kiss my pink pouting lips. Then I developed amazing curves to the horror of mom, jealousy of my friends, and joy of boys.

I was lazy and my dad pushed me to tennis classes and the tennis practice developed sexy and toned thighs and legs. Priya would say that my “thunder thighs” were my best feature but all the boys and men who fucked me differed on which part of my anatomy was the sexiest.

One man told me that I was capable of making men cum with my eyes and seductive smile. Another said that my deep navel was like a chalice and best suited for sipping wine. Of course, all were crazy about my boobs and nipples.

But, I agree with my hubby Raj. He says that the sexiest part is my mind, it keeps my cunt and other holes going and going. Once, I engaged eight cocks for three days, non-stop. That marathon fucking amazed them, their balls were drained of the last drop of cum but I was still as enthusiastic and energetic as when we started.

Meanwhile, the boyfriend guy brought two cups of coffee and some snacks. As we sipped, I extended my hand and placed it on his hand. I could almost sense the electric current pass through his body and his cock gave a kick.

I flashed my seductive smile and said, “Don’t worry. Tomorrow your girlfriend will say sorry and you will make up.”

He gave a sad smile and said, “What about now? I am so horny and hard.”

I looked at my watch and said, “We still have 45 minutes. Come on.” I pulled him by hand and I looked around, no one was there.

We quietly went into the restroom and rushed into the restroom reserved for handicapped persons. It was spacious. We kissed eagerly. I was also quite horny, my panty was soaked with my cunt juices. We were kissing as he removed my shirt impatiently. He almost tore it.

I stepped out of my jeans, and he also was naked from the waist down. I pushed him onto the toilet cover, his thick and long cock was staring at the ceiling with its single eye.

I strode on him and slowly slid my wet cunt on his hot throbbing cock. He moaned softly as it slid and went in full, he grabbed my tit and sucked. His eyes widened in surprise as warm milk filled his mouth.

I smiled and said, “That is a bonus for you.”

I started riding his cock with full force and vigour. Over the years, I mastered the art of cunt muscle control. I can milk the cock like you draw milk from a cow’s teat. I tighten the muscles and pull.

Even I was finding it difficult to control my moans of pleasure at that time. He stuffed my panty in my mouth. He kept drinking my milk and giving upward thrusts. We lost track of time and suddenly, I remembered and looked at my watch.

“My god, we have only ten minutes left. You have to cum,” I removed the panty from my mouth and told him.

“In this position, I can’t cum so soon,” he said and made me bend on the washbasin stand and pushed his cock glistening with my juices in one stroke. Involuntarily, I gasped loudly.

Then he fucked so hard and so fast. With each thump, the air from my lungs was expelled and my feet were literally lifted from the ground. He held my waist in both hands and banged harder, harder…but he was unable to cum.

I had a few tricks up my sleeve. I cupped his balls and gently pressed them delicately. It is an art – like, acupressure. If you handle it properly, you can make men cum. And he filled my cunt with loads of cum!

I used the toilet paper to wipe my cunt, flushed it in the toilet, quickly put on clothes, arranged my hair, and went out. He followed me after a few minutes – not a moment too soon.

Within seconds, people started streaming out. We walked silently, my cunt was still on fire, as was his cock.

Our session was good but I needed another two hours of hard pounding from his cock. He also was quite horny but was naturally hesitant to ask any further favors. He accompanied me to my car and we hugged and bid goodbye. He thanked me fervently.

As I unlocked the door, I hesitated, turned, and asked him, “Do you have any place?”

His face glowed like a thousand-watt bulb and he said, “Yes, my uncle’s house. He is not in town. I have the key but it is about one hour drive from here.”

I told him to hop in and called Raj. He answered on the first ring and said, “Honey, give me fifteen minutes. I will square up and come down.”

I told him, “Darling, we fucked in the restroom. But I want to have a long session with him and he has keys to his uncle’s house. Uncle is not in town. Can you manage the kid? I will come home late in the night.”

Raj didn’t hesitate a second and said, “Sure, darling. Enjoy. If it is getting late, sleep-over. Don’t drive late at night.”

We were very fortunate that our neighbour Radha aunty loved my son Ajay and Ajay also accepted her and she pampered him. She stayed alone and relished my son’s company. It suited us well, as we could leave him with her for many hours.

My heart filled with joy, what did I do to deserve such an angel in human form, as a husband?

I said, “Love you, darling, muuaahhhh. I will keep in touch. Don’t worry.”

Raj was initially quite worried and tense when I went for fuck parties or fucked with strangers. Later, he told me that he realized that I was an excellent judge of men and cocks and that I can protect and defend myself if the need arises.

When I was putting on my seat belt, he asked me, “Don’t you think we should introduce ourselves?”

I burst out laughing. Here we were, we did not know each other’s name and yet knew each other very well, in the fuck sense.

I shook his hand and told him, “I am Ishika. I am married and have a two-year-old son.”

He smiled and said, “I am Jayesh, I am nearly twenty, B.Tech second year. I stay in the hostel.”

During the long drive, he was responsibly aggressive. When there was traffic or tricky roads, he folded hands and was well behaved.

The moment we were in the clear stretch, he would push hands between my thighs and into the shirt, playing with my boobs and nipples and fingering my cunt. I undid the zip of my jeans and my panty was in my bag. I would play with his cock.

By the time we reached his uncle’s house, I was pouring and he was uncontrollably horny. As soon as we entered his uncle’s house, he pounced on me like a hungry tiger and I responded like a bi***h in heat.

He tore off my shirt, too impatient to unbutton and pulled off my jeans, and threw me on the settee.

I also unbuckled and pulled off his pants while he stripped off his shirt…and we fucked like animals. He was deliciously rough, squeezed and pinched my nipples and pounded my cunt like a sledge-hammer.

He kept changing positions from missionary to doggy and I rode him for some time – it was like a roller-coaster ride. I moaned, and screamed and gave hardback thrusts – the clapping of our crotches was like loud pistol shots.

When he fucked me in doggy, he slapped my buttocks hard. Later, he told me that he was super excited by the ripe tomato-like welts on my buttocks.

Finally, after I achieved several orgasms, he buried cock deep inside my cunt, hugged me tight, and let go several spurts of hot lava. We collapsed panting and gasping.

He cleaned my cunt with a tissue, kissed, and lay beside me. we were looking at the ceiling until our breathing returned to normal.

He left for about ten minutes and I thought he went to the washroom. But he returned with omelets, toasts, several snacks, and hot coffee. I gratefully accepted, I didn’t realize I was famished.

After we had our fill, we lay on the bed, hugging, and kissing and I realized that I had fallen in love, the second time. Jayesh had all the sterling qualities of Raj, same polite, decent behaviour, fucking like an animal or a tender lover, sensing my mood.

Raj is a six-footer, handsome like a Bollywood star, with rippling muscles and a dashing smile to make women swoon and faint. Jayesh was just a normal teenager around the block with infinite charm and innocence.

This time Jayesh took his time, sucked my tits, and kissed and licked every inch of my body. He licked my cunt for ages, patiently as I shivered as orgasm after orgasm hit me. I had to pull him by his hair and order him to fuck me.

His fucking was leisurely, savoring each moment and he built up-tempo like a seasoned violinist. He played with my erotic zones as if he knew me for a long time.

He fucked and fucked and fucked until I melted and was fully content. Then he fucked hard and filled my cunt with his hot cum.

As I kissed him, I realized that he was keener to see that I was satisfied rather than seek his own pleasure. Men rarely do that.

It was getting late, so we started back. He hugged me tenderly and was kissing on my cheeks. On our return journey, he was more like a love-bitten youngster rather than a horny teenager.

I dropped him at his hostel and he didn’t kiss me as he waved since he didn’t want the warden and his friends to get a whiff. I also waved and drove off. When I got out of the car, I found a paper on the passenger seat.

He wrote, “I can’t express my feelings. Thanks a lot for everything. Please call me if you wish to.. and then his mobile number… lots of love, Jayesh.”

Even as I was opening the lift door, Raj opened our flat door and hugged me. I knew he was a bit tense, though he didn’t admit it. Ajay had gone to sleep.

I had a quick shower and over dinner, I told Raj all the details, how it started, how he fucked, etc. I was like a small girl who went to Disney land and pouring out all the details excitedly to her best friend.

Raj was listening raptly, he was as excited as I was. By the time I concluded, he was super horny and fucked me wildly.

As we lay on the bed, hugging, kissing, and looking into each other’s eyes, he said quietly, “You are in love with him.”

Raj was not jealous or angry. He just told as a matter of fact. I blushed and I was shy. I, a conqueror of all the cocks that I desired and a queen of a vast sexual kingdom, actually blushed. I think I last blushed when Raj proposed to me.

I recovered quickly and said, “You always said that you wished one more man loves me as much as you do and I also love him as much as I love you. You dreamed that you both fuck me at the same time.”

Raj smiled and said, “Yes, darling, I think Jayesh fits the bill.”

I held his face in both hands, looked into his eyes, and said, “Darling, let us meet him. If you have a single bad vibe about him, let us drop it.”

I basked in his love and a warm hug and drifted into sleep.

****

Jayesh was waiting for me excitedly in the restaurant. There were cubicles with four chairs and a table and a curtain. Raj booked one for us. The privacy was broken only by the waiter and he can be bribed not to interrupt.

I parted the curtain and entered. Jayesh got up with a big smile, rushed, and hugged me. There were genuine love and joy on his face.

I wore a sleeveless top and a skirt, without a panty. He cupped my boob and squeezed my buttock. He realized I didn’t wear a panty and his hard cock gave two more kicks. He suddenly moved away and said, “I have a surprise for you,” and presented a bouquet of beautiful roses.

I accepted with a smile and said, “I also have a surprise for you. Meet my husband Raj.” I parted the curtain and Raj came in. The blood drained from Jayesh’s face. He gulped hard and panicked.

Jayesh stammered, “I am sorry Raj, it is hard to explain. It is not Ishika’s fault, I suggested…”

Raj smiled and extended his hand, “Relax, Jayesh. Sit over there and we can talk over drinks.”

Jayesh nervously sat on the edge of the seat, I sat next to him and took his hand in mine, and pressed and patted to reassure him. He was looking at the tablecloth. I knew his cock had not only deflated but must have shrunk. Raj is an imposing figure, all muscles, and brawn.

I realized that I have to disappear for some time for the ice to break between them. I made a general statement that I was going to the restroom and would be back in a jiffy. I went out, strolled a few streets, and returned after ten minutes.

My heart was pounding as I parted the curtain. Will they get along well? Or will I find them looking at their mobile screens seriously?

I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw them laughing at some joke that Raj cracked and it was obvious they liked each other instantly.

The waiter already served the drinks and snacks. They were talking about the pranks that Jayesh pulled in his classes, cricket, and other topics. They did not even acknowledge my presence.

I asked them, “What were you talking about?”

Jayesh said, “College, cricket, and a little bit of politics.”

I looked at Jayesh angrily, “That’s all? You didn’t talk about me?”

Jayesh’s face turned beetroot red. He didn’t know what to say.

Raj laughed and said, “He only talked about you and nothing else. How kind you are, how beautiful and sexy, intelligent and all adjectives. It looks like he has fallen in love with you. When we heard you approaching, he changed the subject.”

I jumped in joy, hugged, and kissed Jayesh full-on lips. “Hmm, kiss me hard,” I said and pulled his hands and placed him on my boobs.

Jayesh was uncomfortable and pushed my hands away, and whispered, “Ishika, please, Raj is watching us.”

I looked at Raj and asked him, “Raj, darling. Do you terribly mind if Jayesh kisses me and plays with my boobs?”

Raj smiled and told Jayesh, “Jayesh, There are no secrets between Ishika and me. She told me everything. I am happiest when my Ishika is happy. So, go ahead and enjoy yourself with her. I will enjoy my drink.”

Jayesh relaxed a little bit and kissed me deeply and squeezed my boobs. I rubbed his cock on his pant. I could sense from the heat and hardness that he didn’t wear underwear.

We kissed for a few minutes and then Raj said, “I wish to give a toast. Then I can enjoy my drink and you can have your drinks and continue.”

We raised our glasses and Raj said, “Here, to the newfound love of my darling wife Ishika and Jayesh. May your love bloom forever.”

We clinked our glasses and sipped. Now, Jayesh was becoming bolder and talking to Raj while fondling my tit. Though my son Ajay emptied my milk tanks, again milk drops were oozing. In between, we were kissing.

Jayesh asked boldly, “Raj, is booze and milk compatible? Can I drink milk after I complete this drink? Ishika’s bra will become all wet, otherwise.”

We both laughed, and I got up and unbuttoned my shirt, pulled up my bra, and pushed one tit into Jayesh’s mouth. Jayesh gulped down his whisky in one go and latched onto my tit.

As Jayesh was sucking me, Raj and I continued talking as any couple would, seated in a restaurant and enjoy. This was quite an erotic experience for us both, or three of us.

An aged waiter came, kept the snacks on the table, and quietly left. For them, this was a routine thing. He just looked for a second at my tit and retreated. But, Jayesh was rattled. He said he has to go to the restroom and left in a hurry.

I adjusted my bra and buttoned shirt and asked Raj, “What is your intuitive feeling? Can he be trusted? Can he balance his love and maintain harmony, without being possessive?”

Raj leaned over the table and kissed me and said, “An emphatic yes to all, darling. I like him. He is the one I have been waiting for. After he returns, I will go out, tell him that he has my approval and he can be as free as if you both are alone.”

When Jayesh returned, he found us locked in an embrace and kissing fervently. I pushed Raj away and told him to go and have some fresh air, his breath had a pungent whisky odor. Raj smiled, patted on Jayesh’s shoulder and said something in Marathi, and left.

I kissed Jayesh and asked him curiously what Raj told him.

He laughed, pushed me into the seat, opened the zip and took out his cock and rubbed it on my lips, and said, “Raj asked me not to cum until he comes back. The challenge is that you will try to make me cum and I will resist until he returns. He is sure that I won’t last.”

I laughed. This was the type of crazy thing only Raj is capable of thinking. As I licked the shaft and took it in my mouth, I wondered what Raj’s game plan was. Did he want me to win or Jayesh? He should have given me a hint.

There was commotion from other cabins, girls shrieking in laughter, men groaning and girls moaning sounds were exciting.

I started sucking and he pushed his hands in my shirt and was pinching nipples and mauling my tits. If I employed my skills in blowjob, I was sure Jayesh would not last. So I was giving a regular blowjob, I was not even looking into his eyes. If I do that, many men told me that my sexy eyes make them cum.

After about ten minutes, Raj came, sat and watched us, and smiled approvingly.

He told, “Jayesh, You have passed the test. If you can resist Ishika’s sucking for ten minutes, you have good control. Please resume your seats and let us have a few more drinks and dinner.”

I said, “Raj, one of us has to drive.”

Raj smiled and said the purpose of his visit to the restroom was not to test us but to find a driver friend who fucked me and knew about us.

Now, Jayesh has become quite bold, and openly he started inserting fingers in my cunt and telling Raj how wet I was and how my cunt was screaming for a hard cock. Raj was also encouraging him to tickle my clit.

I was helpless, I kept flowing and flowing and Jayesh showed his fingers soaked in my juices and licked them. Raj asked him how is the taste? Jayesh said, “Yummy.” They were both driving me crazy. I wanted both cocks desperately.

I asked Jayesh, “Where is my drink?”

Jayesh came into this world and was embarrassed that he forgot common courtesy. He apologized and poured a drink for me.

As we were sipping, the old waiter came and took our food order. Our fondling activity was disrupted by the waiter who served food and left. When he was there, I arranged a table cloth over Jayesh’s cock but my hand movement was visible.

Since we needed both hands to have dinner, we postponed our activity.

Jayesh said hesitantly, “Raj, Ishika. I have to admit I fell in love with Ishika the moment I looked into her eyes in the movie theater. I knew she was elder to me and my love had no chance at all, and when her milk flowed into my mouth, whatever slim hopes I had, were dashed. She was not only married but has a kid also.

Then we had a mind-blowing fuck and we went to my uncle’s house. Every minute my love for her was growing, I felt helpless by the avalanche of love flooding me.

I thought I would never see my love again. In desperation, I left my mobile number but did not think I would ever get a call. Tell me, how all my dreams became a reality? I am still wondering if I am dreaming.”

I squeezed his balls tight until he almost screamed.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

I smiled at him and said, “Instead of pinching, I squeezed your balls to assure you that you are not dreaming.”

Raj also smiled and said, “Jayesh, I love Ishika deeply, so deeply that I feel guilty that I am not giving her enough love. My angel deserves to be loved 24×7, not just when I am present. She needs to be cuddled, pampered, loved, and fucked.

Ishika loves fucking and has no inhibitions. So, I thought that one among the men would love her as much as I love her. I told her about my fantasy also. The hitch is that Ishika also should love that man as much as she loves me. We did not find such a man.

As you well know, most men are selfish, arrogant, and chauvinistic. They talk loosely about the women they fucked and none of them deserved an iota of Ishika’s love. Yesterday after Ishika returned, I found the same glow on her face and the same spark in her eyes when I proposed to her. Then I knew that we found our man.

But I had to see for myself if you really love Ishika or you just love her body and fucking. I have seen the same spark in your eyes when you kissed her. So, we welcome you to our home as an unofficial husband of Ishika.”

Jayesh’s eyes became moist, he was emotional as he hugged Raj and then me.

As we drove back, Jayesh was hugging and kissing me and I sucked his cock until we reached our home.

We arranged our clothes, I brushed my hair. Jayesh followed us a few feet back, as I unlocked our apartment door,

Raj knocked on Radha aunty’s door and she welcomed him. We could hear their conversation. He thanked her and she said pleasure was all hers, Ajay is such an adorable kid.

Raj laughed and said if she loves him so much we might leave the kid with her for a few days and then she would realize the naughty side of our adorable kid. She also laughed and said that she would be very happy to look after the kid any time.

He said good night. I took Ajay into my arms, kissed him, and tucked him into his small bed.

We were all horny. They ripped off my clothes and kissed me. I was in the seventh heaven as my two loving hubbies kissed, licked, and sucked me like there was no tomorrow.

I had to ask them to fuck me. I pushed Jayesh on his back and rode him. Raj applied gel in my ass and on his cock and slowly inserted and pushed. They fucked me in perfect co-ordination.

I moaned happily as they filled my holes at the same time with their thick wads of cum. Then I slept happily sandwiched between the two most handsome, sexy, and loving men.

Then corona started, but work from home was a boon for us.

The end.

Author’s note: I thank Ishika for sharing her fabulous experiences. Unlike, in my other stories, there was no need to add spice since the actual events are mind-boggling.

Please send your comments and suggestions to [email protected] and [email protected].

Ishika has inexhaustible, exciting experiences and I would be happy to narrate her stories like a series, if readers welcome her story, enjoy and respond.

Hi friends, enathu peyar Magesh vayathu 25 aagugirathu. Naan siru vayathil kanimozhi engira pen udan pazhagi irukiren, naan avaludan siru vayathil kalangai aatam vilaiyadi irukiren.

Niraiya peruku siru vayathil viladiyaadiya vilaiyaatai maraka mudiyaathu naan athu pola thaan siru vayathil avaludan vialadiyaadiya appa amma vilaiyaatai aval ninaivu vaithu irupaal endru ennainen.

Naan chennaiyil padithu vanthen, mtech mudithu vitu chennaiyil sila pengal udan jollyaga irunthu vitu ippozhuthu gramathu pengalai enjoy seiyalam endru vanthu irukiren.

Appadi naan varum pozhuthu thaan kanimozhiyai paarthen aval intha vayathilum thirumanam aagamal irunthaal. Naan avalai paarthathum sirithen, aanal appozhuthu aval arugil aval appa irunthaar athanaal lightaaga sirithu vitu veetirkul sendru vital. Enakum purinthathu aval appa irupathaal thaan aval vegamaaga ulle sendru vital endru.

Aval en veethil thaan vasithu vanthaal, naan avalai paarthathum enaku siru vayathil naangal jollyaga irunthathu thaan niyabagathirku vanthathu. Siru vayathil velaiyaaga oliyaaga irupaal aanal ippozhuthu paarkum pozhuthu nala udambu pottu mulai soothu perithaaga peruthu vaithu irukiraal.

Avalai naanum paarkum pozhuthe mudivu seithu viten naan avalai ooka vendum endru.

Thinamum mundru murai aval veetu pakam nadanthu selven, en endraal nadanthu sendraal thaan aval idam mobile number vaanga mudiyum endru. Gramathil kandipaaga pengal kaaliyil kolam poda varuvaargal naanum avalai kalaiyil paarkalam endru oru mudivil irunthen. Kaalaiyil sendraal thaan mobile number vaanga vasathiyaaga irukum.

Naan ninaithathu polave kaliyil aval veliyil vanthu kolam potu irunthaal, naan aval arugil sendru kanimozhi endru azhaithen. Aval thirumbi paarthaal, ennai niyabagam iruka unaku naan thaan magesh endru solinen.

Aval niyabagam iruku aanal nee ippozhuthu adaiyalame theriyamal irukiraai endraal, sari unathu mobile number irunthaal konjam kodu endru keten?

Aval en appa mobile number thaan irukirathu endraal, en innum mobile kuda vaithu ilaya nee endru keten? Aval veetil vaangi thara vilai nee un number kudu naan freeyaga irukum pozhuthu unnai azhaikiren endru solinaal. Naan en numberai vaayal solinen, aval naan mana paadam seithu kolgiren endru solinaal.

Aval oru iru naatkalaaga entha call message seiya vilai, mendum avalai kalaiyil eppozhuthu varuvaal endru paarthu irunthu avalidam sendru en innum nee call seiyavilai endru keten? Enaku un number maranthu vitathu endraal. Intha murai naan enathu mobile numberil irunthu unathu appa numberku oru missed call tharugiren nee sendru save seithu kol endren.

Aval number thara thayanginaal nan avalai paarvaiyaale correct seithen, pinbu number koduthaal. Sari naan iravu 10 maniku unaku call seigiren endru soli vitu angu irunthu sendren. Aanal kanimozhiku sema sexiyaaga soothu vaithu irunthaal.

Aval guninthu kolam podum pozhuthu vatamaana soothu irunthathu, appozhuthe aval soothai vatamaaga pidithu kuthiyil ookavendum endru thondriyathu.

Andru iravu sariyaaga 10 maniku call seiyamal oru 10 nimidam kazhithu call seithen aval eduthu pesinaal. En 10 nimidam thamathamaaga call seigiraai naan unakaaga motai madiyil kathukondu irunthen endraal. Naan nee enagaaga kathukondu irunthathu enaku pidithu irukirathu sari eppadi irukiraai unnai paarthe niraiya naatkal aagivitathu endren.

Naan nandraaga irukiren nee eppadi irukiraai endru ketal? Ennai paarthaal unaku eppdi therigirathu naan nandraaga irukiren aanal oru velai thaan ethuvum ilamal irukiren.

Kavalai padatha da kandipaaga unaku oru nala velai kidaikum endraal. Sari nee en ippadi sexyaaga irukiraai enaku unnai paarkum pozhuthu ena da siru vayathil oliyaaga irunthaal aanal ippozhuthu ivalavu perithaga irukiraal endru parthen endru solinen.

Amam siru vayathil irupathu polava anaivarum irupaargal nee kuda thaan oliyaaga irunthaai anal ippozhuthu handsomemaaga ilai appadi thaan ellarum endraal. Sari naan meet seiyalama endru keten? Vendam en veetil vida matargal endru solinaal, hey oru naal matum vaa naam jollyaga veliyil sendru varalam endren.

Sari naan veetil en thozhiku birthday endru soli vitu varugiren endru soli vitu varugiren endraal. Naan en nanban idam bike vaangikondu avalai pick up seithen avalin iru mulaiyum en muthil patu azhunthiyathu, naan avalai neraga beach azhaithu sendren, angu sendru avaludan jollyaga pesi pazhaginen.

Adikadi aval mulaiyil kaiyaal urasikondu jollyaaga irunthen. En sunni paathi nerathirku viraithu thaan irunthathu, naangal jollyaga ice creame vaangi sapitom, appozhuthu aval kon ice sapitaal. Athai aval sappuvathai paarkum pozhuthu aval en sunniyai oombuvathu polave sexiyaaga sappinaal.

Naan aval cone ice sapiduvathai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukonde irunthen.

Aval vendum endre appadi sapuvathu pola unarnthen, pinbu avalai appozhuthe kathal seivathaga solinen.

Aval ethum solamal veetirku sendru vital? Call pesum pozhuthu en kathalai naan unaku kanbika vendum mendum naam veliyil santhikalam endru solinen. Aval kandipaaga mudiyaathu enaku oru idea irukirathu nee iravu 12 maniku motai maadiku vanthu vitu naam angu santhikalam endru solinaal.

Ithu thaan chance endru ninaithu aval veetirku 12 maniku sendren, nightyil sexiyaaga irunthaal. Nila velichamaaga irunthathu, angu sendrathum pesuvatharku vaaipe illai naan neraga aval kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen. Avalum nala moodil irunthaal iruvarum katipithom, haaaaaaaaa jamunu irunthathu.

Avalai kati pidikave oru panju thalaganiyai irukamaaga katipidipathu pola irunthathu, sexiyaaga aval ithazhai sappi suvaithu vitu aval mulai meethu kai vaithu thadava aarambithen.

Mulaiyai muzhuvathum enal pidika mudiya villai avalavu perithaaga sexiyaaga irunthathu. Mulaiyai thadavi vitu aval soothil kai vaithu thadavi en sunniyai aval pundaiyil vaithu theithen.

Pinbu aval kuthiyil kai vaithu thadavinen, nigtiyai thuki aval penty meethu kai vaithu thadavi vitu aval pentyai kayati kuthiyil kai vaithu thadavinen. Piragu avalai paduka vaithu nightyai thuki bravai mele thukivitu iru mulaiyai kaiyal pidithu paarthu athai sappa aarambtihen. Nila velichathil aval mulai miga sexiyaaga therinthathu.

Iru mulaiyaiyum nandraaga sappi sugam koduthen, mulaiyai sappi vitu aval kuthiyil vaai vaithu nandraaga naka aarambithen. Pundai unmaiyil suvaiyaaga irunthathu, naka naka inbamaaga irunthathu. Aval kuthiyil irunthu vaaiyai edukamal nandraga sappinen, pinbu enaku sunniyai veliyil eduthu padutha nilaiyile aval vaaikul vitu vitu eduka aarambithen.

Kanimozhi nandraaga sunniyai oombinaal aval thalaiku arugil amarnthukondu sexiyaaga sunniyai oru pakamaaga aval vaaikul viten. Aval sunniyai sappum pozhuthu naan aval mulaiyil kai vaithu pisainthu kondu irunthen. Mulaiyai kasaka kasaka sunniyai nandraaga oombi vital, pinbu avalin kuthiyil sunniyai iraka arambithen.

Padukai ilathathaal muti thaan konjam valika aarambithathu, nandraaga aval kuthiyil sunniyai vitu nandraaga matter adika aarambithen. Aval pundaiyil ookum pozhuthe therinthathu veru yaro iravil ival motai madiku vanthu ival kuthiyil oothu irukiraargal endru. Sexiyaaga aval kuthiyil oothukonde irunthen appozhuthu aval veru nilaiyil ookalam endraal.

Ennai paduka vaithu en meethu eari en sunniyai aval pundaiyil iraki nandraaga matter adika aarambithaal. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu, sexiyaaga aval soothai pidithu nandraaga sunniyai adipnndai varai iraki oothen.

Vegamaaga oothathil aval kuthiyil vinthu vanthathu, vinthu vantha pundaiyil nandraaga oothu kanjai veliyil adithu ootrinen. Adikadi iravil ini kanimochiku kuthu thaan, kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku nandri.

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

Savita was flicking the pages of Shobha’s sketch pad. Even though she hated the sketches, the erotic drawing made her wet. She couldn’t stop herself from spreading her legs for Ashok.

His penetrations seem stronger and faster now. Savita was surprised by how good his sex drives had developed. She let him drill her in a missionary position. Soon they came at the same time. Savita was getting suspicious.

The next day Savita decided to sneak on Ashok to know what he was doing. She went to private detective Pranav’s office. She hired him to dig out the reason behind Ashok’s extremely good sexual drive. The detective was surprised to find that a woman as hot and alluring as Savita had to go through an unfaithful husband.

“I don’t have proof yet,” Savita said to Pranav, who was circling her observing every inch of her slutty body. “I found a notebook among Ashok’s things, with erotic drawings,” Savita said to the detective who was now pressing himself against Savita’s hip. His groin region seems to have a bulge.

Savita told him about the erotic sketches of figures who had the same facial features as Ashok and Shobha. They were extremely hot sexual positions that would make any woman horny.

Savita was talking about different sketches of penetration on the sketchbook. The detective wanted to see them, in real! Just thinking about those sketches had given her a tingling sensation.

Savita felt the detective’s hands running through her dress. She felt him unhook her blouse and pull her saree. Soon she was in just her inners. She placed her hand on his bulge and squeezed gently. Savita would never say no to a boner, even if it was a stranger’s.

She quickly kneeled and unzipped his pant. Within no time, she pulled down his underwear and kissed his groin, and licked his dick. She held his thick throbbing cock in her palm and squeezed it. Then gently stroking it, she took it in her mouth. Savita was sucking his cock vigorously.

Pranav moaned, staring at Savita’s lips wrapped tightly around his cock. He felt her teeth rubbing against his rod. Savita simultaneously squeezed his balls, trying to squeeze out his juices while she sucked his dick.

Using her tongue, she made circular motions over his cock head and licked the throbbing veins. Savita was doing exactly like the sketches. The detective held her by her head and pumped in her mouth, trying to shoot his cum inside her wide-open mouth.

He moved his hands over her tits and squeezed them before unstrapping her bra. Soon after he freed them from the bra cup’s grips, his hands crushed the melons, making them red. His finger pinched her pinkish-brown nipples.

Savita was dripping wet now, well-lubricated to welcome his cock. He peeled her panty and pushed her to a chair.  Savita lifted her thighs to let him penetrate her. Soon the room filled with smacking sounds he made by thrusting his erect cock inside her wet pussy.

But Savita wasn’t done. She wanted to show him how the characters from the sketches did it. She kneeled in a doggy position to let him enter her from behind. This made him pump her even harder than before, making her scream with pleasure.

“Oh yes, definitely depictions of anal sex,” Savita grinned, moaning with pleasure as he thrust in her pussy from behind.

The detective withdrew his cock soon and separated her ass cheeks to find her ass hole. Holding it at her hole, he pushed in with all his might. It was entirely inside her ass hole, making her squirm with pleasure and pain. He didn’t have to penetrate much longer to release his warm jizz in her ass. Savita smiled at him.

“I think I can help you!” The detective said to her, pulling out his cock.

A fortnight later, it was not the peak time when detective Pranav came to Savita’s restaurant. “It is as you suspected, a sexual affair,” Pranav said to Savita. They were sitting at a corner table to prevent the staff from eavesdropping.

Pranav showed Savita some photos to prove what he found. Savita was sad and worried. Feeling sad for Savita but proud of doing his job efficiently, he got up. He kissed her slyly on the lips one last time and walked out of the restaurant.

Savita decided to confront Ashok and talk about this. She could not let him cheat on her. But the fact that she was whoring around made her confused.

Ashok and Shobha were eating, sucking each other lips when they heard the knocks at the door. They were in a motel room like teenagers finding out the ecstasy of sex. Both of them were naked and sweaty, which proved this was not their first round of intercourse.

Shobha wore Ashok’s shirt with just a button at her breasts to cover her nudity. She felt her heart sink when she found Savita at the door. Savita pushed her inside then ripped apart the shirt making her naked. Savita sat on a chair at one corner and stared at Ashok.

“Let’s just go home, Savita,” Ashok said, naked, trying to get up. He knew no excuses would work at this stage.

“I want to watch some hot sex!” Savita roared and ordered Shobha to suck him dry. Shobha was not scared of Savita, but she wanted to prove how good she was in bed.

Quickly she grabbed Ashok’s limp cock and sucked it. It grew in her mouth as she sucked him while squeezing his balls. Savita watched Shobha suck her husband’s cock and then lick his balls.

“I hope you’re enjoying this humiliation,” Shobha said, climbing on Ashok’s rock-hard cock. Savita was surprised to find Ashok could get this hard. Shobha was jumping on Ashok’s cock while moaning in a cowgirl position. She seems to enjoy pleasure.

Savita never thought catching her husband fucking another woman would turn on her so much. She could even feel her panties getting wet, grabbed Shobha’s naked breasts, and squeezed as she squatted on Ashok’s cock.

Shobha smiled at Savita and pushed her to the bed. She then stripped Savita naked and kissed her wet slit. Then in a missionary position, Shobha started sucking Savita’s tits and kissed her lips. Savita moaned as she felt Shobha’s finger slither in her wet pussy. Shobha got up and turned for a 69 position.

Placing her wet pussy on Savita’s face, Shobha started sucking Savita’s clit with her ass faced at Ashok. Finding this opportunity, he grabbed Shobha by her ass and pushed his cock in wet heavenly pussy. The faster Ashok pumped in Shobha’s pussy, the faster she licked Savita’s pussy. Savita felt Shobha’s juices wet her face as she licked.

Savita licked Shobha’s pussy clean as she released her juices onto her face. Savita was also close. She pleaded with Shobha to eat her pussy and lick faster. Soon Savita let out her juices too. Shobha returned the favor by cleaning her pussy with her tongue.

Savita wanted Ashok to release his juices inside Shobha. Ashok quickly grabbed Shobha by her waist and rammed her faster in the pussy. Ashok shot is load in Shobha and moaned. Savita slithered between them and licked his cum from her pussy.

The threesome had made them tired. But even though Savita had one of the best orgasms in her life, she was not ready to move forward with Ashok.

“I don’t think I can live with you anymore, Ashok,” Savita said, looking at Ashok.

To read Savita bhabhi episode # 110,  ‘The Private Detective’ click here.