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It was by coincidence that Swati bhabhi and her husband Rishi had come to visit my parents when Mr Patel was having drinks with my father.

Mr Patel was an experienced car salesman and had arrived an hour before the couple. Rishi joined the two men and after a few pegs, all three of them became comfortable with each other’s company.

When Rishi came to know that Mr Patel was a car salesman, he was delighted. Rishi asked him to visit his house and help him with purchasing a new car. Meanwhile, I was busy in the kitchen helping my mother and eavesdropping over the men’s chat.

Swati bhabhi kept praising me for being such a gentleman who helped his mother.

When my mother went outside to serve snacks to the men, Swati bhabhi began with her seducing antics. She would adjust the fitting of her bra and panty in front of me. Then confirming if my mother was still outside, she would bend down and massage her toes giving a good look at her deep cleavage.

Swati: I know you are helping your mother only because I am here, you rascal! (smiling mischievously).

That’s my Swati bhabhi. A 27-year-old playful Indian woman, athletic figure, recently married to Rishi and loved seducing young guys like me. At least, I thought that she was interested in teasing only young guys..

A few days later, the couple brought home their new car. They took my family for a ride and celebrated the moment with us. It was a coincidence that Mr Patel was free that day and was able to join the celebration. I noticed a glint in Mr Patel’s eye when I saw him ogling Swati bhabhi.

At the couple’s house, we were having snacks after coming home from the ride. Swati bhabhi was health conscious so she did not touch the cake. Except for her, everyone had a big slice of cake on their plate.

I caught Swati bhabhi giving an inviting look to Mr Patel and then walk into the kitchen. Mr Patel got up and followed her giving an excuse that he wanted to clean his hands. I was surprised that no one sitting outside found Mr Patel and Swati bhabhi’s long absence suspicious!

Finally, Mr Patel came outside and joined the party. Swati bhabhi too came out but after some time. I had washed down the cake with lots of cola, so I got up to go to the toilet.

As I was walking towards the toilet, my foot brushed past a cloth that was hanging outside from the front-load washing machine. While putting it back in the machine, I saw cake stains on the fabric. My heart began to race faster when I found that it was the same legging that Swati bhabhi was wearing!

I pulled out the legging and began to inspect it. Interestingly, the cake stains were in the ass and pussy area of the garment.

Without any doubt, I concluded that Mr Patel must had grabbed Swati bhabhi’s ass and pussy when they were in the kitchen. After all, Mr Patel was a rich man. A middle-aged but rich man has his own charm on a young bhabhi who likes to tease people.

Since that day, I saw Mr Patel visiting Swati bhabhi’s house regularly during Rishi’s absence. Also, I never saw bhabhi’s face ever since she met Mr Patel. In my frustration, I deemed her to be a bitch and began to fantasise about her affairs with rich men.

I cursed myself time and again for not going in the kitchen that day and catching them in the act. Not a single porn video satisfied my desire, and I was growing agitated. To make myself feel better, I called my friend and told him about the incident.

It provided a fraction of satisfaction when I informed my friend about Swati bhabhi being a characterless whore. To forget about the incident, I began to play video games for hours.

One afternoon, my friend called me and talked to me about his wonderful discovery. I wasn’t listening to him attentively, so I roughly figured out that he had found a girlfriend or something.

Me: …but dude, why do you want me to talk dirty with your girlfriend?

My friend: That’s not what I said, you moron! Listen properly..

As he went on to explain his discovery, I listened to him with growing interest. He told me that he had found a website called ‘Delhi Sex Chat’. Over there, he had an erotic chat with a girl named Swatii (age 27, Banaras).

My friend: Bro, seriously go check this Indian girl. But do it tonight because I’ll be having another session with her soon!

He gave me the details of the Delhi sex chat website and hung up the phone immediately. I accessed the website and began to take a casual look over it. The website offered live XXX sex chat pleasure with its numerous Indian desi girls and models of different age.

Their profile pictures were erotic and more so their descriptions. I then thought about Swatii with whom my friend was busy chatting.

My jaw dropped when I saw Swatii’s profile picture. She had a curvy shaped healthy figure with all the assets properly defined. After reading her profile description, I wanted to chat with her. But she was on another chat (probably with my greedy friend!).

After dinner, I rushed inside my room and locked the door. Switching on my computer, I accessed DSC and went straight to Swatii’s profile. She was available and before someone could arrange a chat with her, I quickly created my account.

Following a swift payment made using my dad’s debit card detail, I was ready to have an XXX live video sex chat with this hot girl Swatii.

The rush inside my body was unbelievable. I looked eagerly at the changing scenes on my computer screen. And there she was…

Swatii: Good evening Sir, how may I help you?

I was in mixed feelings. She was wearing a blue sari with the dupatta being dropped to give a good view of her big juicy breasts. And yet she spoke in a formal tone.

Swatii: (Breaking into a hysterical laugh) Look at you, honey it’s a sex chat! Why are you still dressed? Remove and relax…

I removed all my clothes and sat naked in front of Swatii.

Swatii: That’s better. Soon, I’ll have that cock hot and hard then you can ejaculate your hot jizz on this sexy body (showing her curvy figure).

Me: It’s getting hard right now…

Swatii: That’s because of the excitement, honey. I want to give you an erection from my own doing (winking).

As I got cosy with webcam model Swatii, I told her about Swati bhabhi, the bitch!

Swatii: Oh, I like coincidences. And this one is particularly interesting. I bet she is riding on Mr Patel’s dick for money.

Swatii rubbed her pussy area to show how thrilled she was.

Me: You are right. But I want to know how did that middle-aged bastard tricked her into sleeping with him?

Swatii: First of all, as you said, he’s rich so that explains. Secondly, he’s able to satisfy her in the way her husband couldn’t. Forget that, allow this Swatii to show how that Swati fell for Mr Patel’s middle-aged cock.

Swatii told me to treat her as Swati bhabhi and explained the setup. She changed her sari with a yellow legging but kept the white designer bra. Quickly doing her hair, she stood in front of the webcam ready to play Swati bhabhi, the bitch!

Swatii sat on the sofa overlooking the webcam.

Me: Finally! You decided to grace me with your presence. Couldn’t control your eagerness to tease me?

Swatii: Yes, but I also wanted to satisfy your curiosity. It’ll save you the trouble of loitering near my house daily.

Me: So then tell me, why Mr Patel visits your house daily in your husband’s absence.

Swatii: Simple answer… to fuck me! But you are wondering how I fell for this cock right?

Me: Obviously, I mean how can you fall for him?

Swatii’s narration.

“You remember the day we were celebrating the arrival of our new car? Right, that’s the day he made his move.

Well, I noticed the lust in his eyes the day he visited our house. I thought, maybe if I could tease this man a little then he can give us a good deal. So, I started showing him my deep cleavage while serving him tea every time he came.

On that day, I did a little too much and he made a bold move. When I went into the kitchen, he followed me and groped my ass. I was afraid that Rishi would see that.

“Stop it… what are you doing Mr Patel?”, I exclaimed. But he tightened his grip and began to squeeze my ass cheeks.

When he saw me biting my lips, he grew confident and inserted his hand inside my legging. He began to rub my pussy and kept looking behind.

“Please Mr Patel… my husband could come inside”, I begged.

“I too want to cum inside darling”, he whispered in my ears.

Mr Patel told me that he will visit my house the next day and if I wanted a good deal then I should let me in.”

Me: I knew he grabbed your ass and pussy. I saw the cake stains on your leggings.

Swatii’s narration.

“I’m glad Rishi does not takes interest in such matters. Anyway, that night I was thinking about what kind of deal Mr Patel was talking about. I knew he wanted to fuck me, but what the reason behind it.

The next day, Rishi went to the office and didn’t even bother to call me during lunchtime. In the afternoon, Mr Patel came to my house and sat on the sofa.

He pulled out some papers and a bundle of cash from his briefcase.

“This is your loan applied for the car, all settled! And this is the down payment”, he said.

“This is the deal, my darling. You will take care of my lust and I will keep returning the monthly car instalments to you.”, he continued.”

Me: And so, you decided to have sex with him daily?

Swatii: Honestly, he lasts longer than my husband. And I enjoy the thrill of being a cheating wife.

Me: When did you start having sex with him?

Swatii placed a sex doll on the sofa. It had a strap-on dildo attached to it.

Swatii’s narration.

“From that very day! He pulled out his cock and told me to take care of it. I couldn’t resist the deal and the sight of his cock. I held it and began to stroke his cock as well as his balls.

It grew harder with each stroke and I saw him get wild. He pulled out my boobs from inside my kurti and began to squeeze them.

He then stood up and pressed me by his body. I felt his hard cock penetrating between my thighs. After removing my clothes, he sat on the sofa and told me to get on top.”

Swatii got on top of the sofa and pressed her ass on the sex doll’s face. She began to suck the strap-on dildo sloppily.

Swatii’s narration.

“He pulled my ass cheeks and began to rub his face over my ass crack. I was turned on by his excitement and began to suck his cock harder.

I was angry with Rishi and thought of teaching him a lesson for avoiding his hot wife.

Mr Patel then made me sit on his cock and held me by my ass cheeks. I rubbed his cock over my pussy lips before sitting on it.”

Swatii sat on the sex doll in the same position and began to bounce her ass on the strap-on penis.

Swatii’s narration.

“Mr Patel spanked my ass a few times because he enjoyed my moans. He was thrusting his cock inside my pussy way better than Rishi.

I had never moaned so loudly before and was enjoying being Mr Patel’s bitch.

After a few minutes of rough pounding, Mr Patel made me sit on my haunches. He jerked off his jizz on my face and enjoyed my expression.

He shoved his cock in my mouth and made me clean it. Before leaving the house, he threw the cash bundle on my face and left.”

Swatii came in front of the camera and spread her pink pussy.

Swatii: See this, now this is Mr Patel’s property. He can fuck me anytime he pleases. I am his loyal bitch…

I had begun to jerk off when Swatii was bouncing her ass on the strap-on dildo. After seeing her clean shaved pussy, I began to stroke harder.

Within a few seconds, I ejaculated my hot cum while Swatii was watching me. She and I were catching our breath as we spoke about the session. I was absolutely pleased by her company and she blushed when I said that to her.

We spoke about how Swati bhabhi might go on to become a high-class prostitute. Before the session expired, I promised Swatii that I would visit her again and would only chat about her looks.

She kissed me goodbye before the session expired.

That night, I went to bed knowing that there is a webcam model Swatii who cares about my feelings. The whole night, I was busy planning my second session with her.

So guys, if you too want to express your feelings, then have a sex chat with hot and open-minded sexy Banaras girl Swatii. Click here and check out her profile!

The only bad thing about the session will be that it ends!

The sexy figure sitting on the sofa caught my attention, and I froze. I had returned from the playground after a volleyball game. My t-shirt was full of sweat, but I couldn’t move without taking a second look at my mom’s friend

She was in an orange saree with a black blouse. The colors complimented her golden skin perfectly. Her black eyes twinkled, and she had her thick silky braid hanging over her right shoulder and brushing her exposed, creamy waist.

Before I could think of an excuse to speak, my mom introduced her new friend as Sneh, junior accountant’s wife. Sneh’s husband was transferred from Chandigarh to Ranchi. The new aunty was a PGT English teacher, so it was an easy move for her. Without much thought about her age, I wished her.

Avi: Good evening, aunty.

Sneh: Hello Avinash, I heard you are doing MSc. Come to me if you need help with English courses.

Avi: We have technical writing this semester. I will ask you if I have any doubts.

Her smile was slutty and enticing. She had a luscious dark red lipstick on. Her hourglass figure was too much for me, and I needed to shag immediately. Straightaway, I went into the bathroom and closed my eyes to imagine her sultry figure again.

She was only about 5 feet 5 inches with a curvy body. I remembered her pretty leg thrown over her knee, exposing her red painted fingernails and a toe ring on her longer second toe. A smooth ankle peeking under the saree border said that she had waxed her legs.

I was nearing climax and trying to imagine her thick silky braid wrapped around my cock. my mom knocked on the door. “Avi, get ready and come for dinner. Sneh’s husband has also come.”

I showered quickly, not wanting to miss another chance to see Sneh’s body. Then dressed and stepped into the drawing-room. After the customary introduction and wishes, my dad and Sneh’s husband sat down with their drinks. I returned to my room with some snacks and a cold drink.

My mom and sister got busy in the kitchen when suddenly Sneh aunty appeared at my door.

Sneh: Can I use your computer?

Avi: ya aunty, please sit down

Saying, I minimized the browser and opened a new window for her. She quickly checked her email and got up. What she said next was literally shocking.

Sneh: What do you do after sports? Have a girlfriend?

Avinash: Yes, aunty, she’s my college junior.

I couldn’t believe that I’d told the truth just like that. Until then, only my sister knew about my affair. I realized Sneh was younger than I imagined. She was around 30, plus or minus 1 year. Up close, I could really see her figure as she inspected the posters in my room.

She had a nicely rounded ass that wasn’t too big, only about 36 inches. Her yummy waist was a beautiful 26 inches, just the right size for good grip, and her boobs were definitely 36D. My girlfriend’s 33B tits didn’t have the delicious cleavage that Sneh aunty exposed in her deep neck blouse.

Suddenly she turned and bumped straight into my chest. I had to hold her hand to steady her. Though it was an accident, the feeling was amazing. The baby-soft hand, a whiff of her sweet smell, along with the soft brush of her silky hair, made my dick pop up like a spring.

She noticed it in the track pants and tried to hide a shy smile. In fact, her hand brushed against it by mistake as she quickly said sorry and turned towards the door.

She stood at the door frame with her head bent and adjusted her saree pleats. I stared at her silky back in the deep-cut blouse. The blouse barely covered her bra straps. I had a clear view of her entire back from neck to ass. When she bent her head, her snake-like braid slid from her shoulders to the front.

Her pallu was almost off, hanging by a pin in the front. After a few seconds, she left. I shagged after dinner and had a strong, pulsing orgasm after using my imagination to fuck Sneh in my dreams. I had sex in real life with my girlfriend. But she wasn’t exactly a satisfying figure like the yummy Sneh aunty.

The next day, my mom asked me to deliver ‘saag and parathas’ to Sneh’s house, as their kitchen wasn’t set up yet. Their gas cylinder would come in the evening. So mom asked me to help Sneh if she needed anything.

I took the donga of food and walked to Sneh’s flat in the same complex, about 5 minutes away. Seeing her again, I got a deep crush on her. She was in a flimsy cream-colored saree. The sleeveless blouse didn’t hide much of her assets.

Today her saree was tied well below her belly button. I could see the top of her ass when she turned around. At first, she asked me general questions like my height and age. I told her 6 feet and 22. Then she changed the topic to personal questions and turned candid again.

Sneh: You have a hair fetish. That’s interesting.

Avinash: Why do you say that?

Sneh: I noticed you were watching hair-play videos last night.

Avinash: oh that, ya, I like to sometimes.

Sneh: Have you tried in real life?

Avinash: No, my girlfriend doesn’t like it

Sneh sat next to me and gave her long braid in my hand.

Sneh: Let’s try it once

I looked at her incredulously but realized she was quite realistic. So I smelled her hair, then took out my cock and started rubbing it. Sneh looked at me and simply held my cock in her long fingers. The result was an instant erection.

I took the end of her braid and wrapped it around my 6-inch cock, then started rubbing up and down. After watching for 1 minute, Sneh took over and started rubbing her hair around my cock and bent down to suck my cock head with her soft lips. The feeling of her tongue rolling over my cock and balls was amazing.

She was a pro at giving head. I dug my fingers into her hair and pulled her silky head closer to my crotch. She opened her bra hooks and slid my cock in her cleavage while looking straight up into my eyes. Mesmerized by her horny behavior, I came on her pretty mouth and hair.

She kicked her lips and got up to kiss me. We embraced and kissed like we’d know each other for a long time. I hardly felt her weight as she sat in my lap and licked my mouth. I took her slippery boobs in both hands. They felt like water balloons.

She came closer to let me suck on her erect nipples. It felt heavenly as I had never enjoyed such a lovely pair of boobs. After my hunger subsided, she said:

Sneh: Look what you did, Avi! Now I have to wash my hair.

Avi: Give me the braid, and you don’t have to worry about cum in your hair again.

Sneh (started rubbing her clit): Really, how will you take my braid?

Avinash: I will cut it off with my trimmer.

Sneh aunty was really aroused but asked me to come back the next day. I went to her house the next day, with my trimmer in the pocket just in case. Sneh aunty asked me to step in. She was wearing a nightgown. It was Sunday morning, and her husband was watching TV.

She gave me a hug in the narrow entrance, and I kissed her on the lips, exploring her sweet tongue for a few seconds before releasing her. Her hand was instantly on my cock. She pinched it to check the hardness. I gave a nervous jerk and smiled with excitement.

All this happened behind her husband’s back. He was sitting barely 20 feet away, on the sofa, drinking beer. She spoke in a low voice:

Sneh: Did you bring it?

Avi: You didn’t ask, but I brought the trimmer.

Sneh: good, I convinced your uncle for my braid cutting, now do it fast.

She held her braid pulled till her tits, resting her hand on the slope of her bust, and asked me to proceed. I switched on the trimmer and sank its vibrating teeth into the thick silky locks. Sneh stood facing me, with her back towards the hall.

She rubbed her clit vigorously as I severed her braid, and it dropped like a fat rope on the floor. She picked it and tied threads on both ends. Then asked me to come back after lunch. I took the braid and left.

By the time I returned, Sneh had gone and got herself a neat U cut till the top of her tits. She was again in her satin gown. Her husband could be heard snoring heavily in the bedroom.

Sneh: How do I look?

Avinash: Sexy!

Sneh: I granted your wish, now give me something I need.

Avinash: If I have it, I’ll give you.

Sneh: you will have it in a second

She unzipped my jeans and held my cock in her hand. Sure enough, my wood became hard like a stick. Sneh held me by my cock and slowly took me into the drawing-room. When she dropped her bathrobe, she was buck naked inside. I pressed her narrow waist and put my finger in her navel.

She pursed her lips and twisted my tiny nipples. Though it was hurting, it felt different, like a sweet pain. She made me lie on the soft carpet and kneeled around my hips. I closed my eyes and let her straddle my cock.

She put her hands on the sofa behind my head and started gyrating with my cock deep inside her shaved pussy. I looked up to catch her boobs with my mouth and felt her silky hair cover my face like a curtain.

I heard a low “Aah.” Sneh started fucking rapidly, alternating between rocking and circular grinding motions. I saw her reflection on the tv, riding me expertly like a cowgirl. As she bent down for a liplock, I felt a storm building up in my balls, ready to burst like thunder-showers inside her love hole.

I heard the magic words in my ear that made me come:

Sneh: I love you, baby!

Avi: Mmm, I love you, Sneh.

At the moment of her climax, she bent down suddenly. Her husband was moving inside the bedroom. Shen covered my mouth with her hand and shivered silently with her uncontrollable orgasm. Luckily her husband went into the bathroom.

Sneh’s orgasm was over. She got up and tied her gown. I pulled my jeans in 3 seconds and was out of the door as Sneh closed it quietly behind me.

Hey guys, I hope you all are doing well.

A small recap for you. In the previous part, I watched Selena and Sam have sex in their bedroom. I got caught by uncle Sam and ended up giving him a blowjob in the kitchen. We almost got caught by Shanaya, and I ended up without sex again!

After Uncle Sam left, I was standing there in the kitchen, frustrated. I wanted someone to fuck me good, and I was desperate now. In this frustration, I went into my room and went right to sleep.

The next day I woke up late. I was in a bad mood, so I just didn’t want to interact with anyone. I went down for breakfast in my crop top, and shorts and I didn’t even care to put on a bra. Anyone who saw me could tell easily that I was in a bad mood.

As I moved towards the dining area, I saw a few bags and some parcels by the door. It must be Uncle Sam’s family, I thought to myself. They were supposed to be here yesterday, but they delayed it. I walked past, and as I moved towards the dining table, I dropped my phone.

I turned around and groaned as I bent down to pick it up. There I saw another hand on my phone. It was a guy. It all seemed Bollywood-esque. He looked cute and sexy at the same time. When I looked up, I saw him staring down my top.

Apparently, my boobs were clearly visible because of the deep neck of the top and no bra. He couldn’t take his eyes off, so I picked up my phone and then stood straight. He snapped out and got up as well. I looked at him and very subtly checked him out. He looked very handsome with a really good physique.

His t-shirt was hugging his body really well, which showed that he worked out often. His stubble was well-groomed, and his hair was silky and smooth. Overall he looked like a guy who knew how to take care of himself.

I saw him checking me out as well. Although it was not at all subtle, he was clearly scanning my body. “Ahem,” I said as he came back to his senses and extended his hand forward. “Patrick,” he said, “I’m Shanaya’s cousin, Uncle Sam and my father are brothers.” I shook his hand and greeted him.

Then aunt Selena came around, “Oh good, you’ve met already, now come get some breakfast quickly. It’s a long day today.” We followed her to the dining table, where we sat opposite each other. We shared glances all throughout breakfast, and then we went to our rooms.

I knew there was some sexual tension between us. It was the perfect opportunity to seduce him and fuck him. I was so desperate for some good sex that I didn’t even care to wait and get to know him. From that small interaction, I knew he wouldn’t turn down the offer to fuck me.

We had to go check the wedding venue today and some small chores as well. Patrick was going to drive Selena and me around the city today. So I dressed up in a tight body-hugging t-shirt that was very thin and revealed my bra’s outline. I put on high-waisted jeans that were skin fit that took perfect shape on my ass.

I went down and saw aunt Selena who was looking really hot too. I was so sex-deprived that I just wanted to kiss her all over and have amazing sex with her all day after seeing her like that. Even though I’d seen her naked, the lighting wasn’t good.

So I still was unaware of exactly what she was packing under those clothes and was very eager to find out. Then my focus shifted from Selena to Patrick. He had put on a white t-shirt and blue jeans. His t-shirt sleeves were hugging his biceps showing off his gains. He looked at me and smiled.

The day went by pretty quickly. We completed all the work. Patrick and I talked a lot, got to know each other. We flirted a lot, and the best part was he was replying to my flirting with more flirting! That was it. I couldn’t take it anymore. I planned to seduce him tonight and fuck him.

We got back home, and we had dinner, after which I went out for a walk. Patrick accompanied me as we walked around the garden with wine glasses in our hands.

“So, do you have a girlfriend?” I asked him.

“No. Not at the moment,” he said.

“That’s good,” I replied.

“Why’s that good?” He said, a little upset.

“Well, she wouldn’t have liked what I’m about to do,” I said as I pulled him close and kissed him. He was shocked. He wasn’t expecting me to be so bold. He kissed me back, and we enjoyed a good long kiss.

“Meet me at the front gate at 1 am,” I said after I broke the kiss and turned around and left. As I moved back to the house, I turned, looked at him, and gave him a slutty smile. He smiled back and understood what was about to go down.

It was 1 am, and I put on a t-shirt and shorts without anything underneath as I walked down. I checked to see if the path was clear and headed out. He was already waiting for me.

“Let’s go for a ride,” I said. He looked a little upset as he thought I’d called him to have sex with him. “Oh, okay,” he said as we got into his car. We drove around for a few minutes, and then I suddenly grabbed his dick over his pants. He lost control over the car for a second. “Whoa!” He said.

“Don’t act like you didn’t know this was gonna happen,” I said as I stroked his dick. He started getting hard. Then I put my hand inside his pants and pulled out his dick. He adjusted himself a little such that his pants were pulled down a little with his dick and balls out.

He had a nice cock that looked irresistible to me because of the sex deprivation. I started stroking it, and then I unbuckled my seatbelt and put my mouth to his dick. “Holy shit!” He exclaimed as he struggled to control the car. I took his dick in my mouth and sucked it like a hungry bitch.

He put his hand on my ass and spanked me. He tried to pull down my shorts but was unable to. So I unbuttoned my shorts, and then he pulled them down with one hand. He spanked my ass and then inserted his finger in my asshole. I got up, looked at him, and said, “I think you should find a good parking spot now.”

He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. As he was a local, he knew all the quiet places and pulled up into one alley, which was very quiet, and no-one was to be seen around. I grabbed his face and kissed him. He held me by the waist and pulled me on top of him.

Now I was sitting in his lap with his dick out, rubbing against my ass as I kissed him. While kissing, he grabbed my waist with one hand, and with the other, he positioned his dick near my ass and pushed it in. “Ahh,” I screamed as I looked at him in shock. I loved his confidence.

I moved down slowly and sat on his cock, slowly taking it all inside my ass. I pulled my legs back and pulled down my shorts completely. I threw it on the seat next to me. I then started moving my ass and fucked him. I started jumping over his dick which felt so good as I was hella horny!

He grabbed my waist and then started ramming my ass. He kept spanking it until it turned red. “Oh, fuck, yes, oh yes!” I moaned as he fucked me soo good. Then he stopped, and I took off my t-shirt. He quickly grabbed my boobs and sucked on them.

I got up from his lap and went to the back. I lay on the back seat with my legs spread wide and taunted him to come fuck me with my finger. He quickly pulled down his pants and took off his shirt, and jumped in the back. He got on his knees and licked my pussy.

He rubbed on my clit and then rubbed his dick at the entrance. I was so horny I took his dick in my hand and pushed it in my pussy. “Ahh,” I moaned in relief as he started giving deep strokes. We fucked in that position for a while, after which he got up and walked out of the car.

He called me outside. As much as this excited me, I didn’t wanna get caught, so I asked him if it’s safe. “Don’t worry, babe,” he said as he pulled me out by my hand. He pulled me close and kissed me. It was really cold outside, but our bodies’ heat and sweat were enough to keep us from freezing.

He quickly turned me around and pushed me against the hood. He got behind me and entered my pussy, and started drilling me. The hood was really cold, and I had my hands on it for support. He then pushed my upper body on the hood and held me by the back of my neck as he started fucking harder.

My nipples were freezing by now, but I was really enjoying it. In a few minutes, he was about to cum. So I turned around, got on my knees as he came all over my tits. We got into the car, and he gave me some tissues to clean myself. We put on our clothes and headed back home.

Although it was really fun, I wasn’t completely satisfied. I did get a good fucking, but I wanted more! We got home, and as we got out of the car and moved towards the door, he pulled me back and kissed me.

“Tonight was amazing,” he said as he squeezed my ass. We snuck into the house quietly. But to my surprise, aunt Selena was waiting there for us. We both were scared shitless, me more than him as she’d already caught me once. She was fuming with anger.

“You, back to your room right now!” She said to Patrick.

“Aunty… ” he tried to explain, but she gave him a stern look, and he quietly went away.

“And you…” she said as she looked at me with disgust, “Come with me.” She held my hand very firmly and pulled me out with her. She took me outside and asked me to get in her car.

“But aunty…” I tried to talk to her.

“Just shut up and do as I say,” she shouted. I had no choice to get in the car, and we drove off.

Guys, that’s it for this one. Hope you all like this story. Please let me know in the comments. Your feedback is highly appreciated. Stay tuned for the next one about how I fucked during my cousin’s wedding.

Until then, stay safe. Goodbye!

Hello guys! I am your Anand back with a brand-new series about a Guidance Counselor. Thank you for the amazing response to the previous story. I strive to give you content while indulging in my fantasies.

This series does not revolve around a few characters. This is about the biggest taboo in a college with its Guidance Counselor in the forefront. This part introduces you to some of the main characters and lays the foundations for multiple stories to come.

For each erotic incident, I have made sure to include a lot of backstories. I hope you enjoy the journey.

Characters mentioned in the story:

Dr. Liya Robin – The protagonist of the story and the narrator of this part.

HER – A character that is not introduced fully. This character will be the mistress of Dr. Liya Robin. We will introduce her in the later parts of the story.

Kirti – A student in the Halcyon group of Institutions who will travel along with Dr. Robin.

Dr. Melanie – She is a gynecologist. Also introduced as one of Dr. Liya Robin.

Shalini – Kirti’s friend and a character that is not fully involved in the action. She has a lot of unexplored dimensions.

Angel – Kirti’s second friend and a character that has a lot of unexplored dimensions.

Principal Jenifer – She makes a brief entrance and yet to be explored.

Now, relax, strip, take some time off and enjoy the journey with me.

Educating the younger generation was always my passion. Somewhere along the way, I switched to psychology as my major. Perhaps, I wanted to understand the intricate knowledge of human emotions, thoughts, and what drives a person.

After practicing as a psychologist for a year, I went back to my passion – educating the younger generation. I joined a reputed college that had just created a position, Guidance Counselor, not a very traditional position in India.

I was intrigued by the job description and their preference for a phycologist. My role was to guide them in every way possible – not just for their career. It was not a traditional approach to educating them. But I felt this was a good way to understand their needs and do my part to create a better society.

As part of my job, I usually conduct some awareness programs on behalf of the college. The most recent one was ‘Know Thyself’ as part of a sex education program. It took me over six months to get the college management to sign off on this.

I had first presented the idea just after I joined the college. It is ridiculous as to how many people I had to convince. Finally, I got the nod for a trial program with a limited test group consisting only of females.

The word Sex is taboo in India – we are all aware of the fact. But I realized it is important to educate the students regarding sex. Our population is at its peak. There’s the easy accessibility of pornography due to the smartphone revolution.

So we must formally educate the younger generation on sex to not be violated physically, emotionally, and mentally. The management agreed to host a weekly class on sex education as a trial only for girls and strictly behind closed doors.

I was ready to take any leash that they threw at me. I just wanted the program to take off. I have worked really hard for this day. It will be one of the biggest achievements of my life.

I had invited a chief guest, a known personality or shall I say my PET. One of my many PETS. Yeah, More about her later!

So, this story begins here: Me committing one of our society’s biggest taboos by starting a sexual relationship with my student. You call me – a slut. I call it liberation and free will. I was not going to force her. I just wanted to teach her.

I am still training her to be one of the independent women and a beautiful love story.

I am Dr. Liya Robin, the guidance counselor in the Halcyon group of Institutions, and this is my story.

The first session of the program was scheduled on a Saturday in the college Seminar Hall. It was a small establishment with soundproof walls and an artificially well-lit ambiance.

The room kind of reminded me of the Red room I had been to so often in the past. Back when I had a sugar MOMMY (or commonly known to you as MISTRESS), trying to be HER favorite pet. I smiled as I reminisced my earlier days with HER.

My time with HER made me so independent, confident, and strong. Yet I hated HER for letting me go. I was safe, happy, and joyful during my relationship with HER. But all she wanted from me was my obedience, submission, blind faith, and my mouth at HER cunt at the snap of her finger.

I wanted more. I aspired to be more than just a slave, I deserved more, or so I thought! She always made me beg for my orgasm, pushing me to the extremes and make me earn my pleasure. That was all empowering and very stimulating, But I wanted HER, her love, affection, empathy, heart, and body.

I just wanted the whole of HER. I wanted to look into her eyes, kiss her lips, hold her arms, go on a date, make love, sleep with her, on her, beside her. I wanted love. I craved for it.

She didn’t want to deal with it, with me, with my love.  She let me go after shattering me into a million pieces – leaving me craving for an orgasm on her hand. It was a long time ago!

I promised myself that day. If someone was going to finger me to cum – it would be HER, her hand. I have never let anyone else finger me to cum. I always made them give me an oral or even fuck me but never let them touch my cunt.

It has been 4 years now, but I will not forget the promise I made to myself. I still do not have the courage to confront her. Maybe I will never have. This is one of many reasons I have never submitted to anyone else. I had to keep my promise.

I did not crave submission. After she left, the disappointment, anger, emptiness made me a different person – a person sometimes even I don’t recognize. I lived – happily, with my army of pets – but never content.

All these thoughts rushed through me, bringing back the longing, insecurity, disappointment, anger, and frustration with it. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and concentrated on my breathing.

Feeling the air enter my nostrils, slowly filling the lungs, expanding my bosom, nipples rubbing against the bra. Then slowly leaving the body back through my nostrils along with all the anger, frustration, and disappointment.

This technique was suggested by my therapist. She asked me to do it every time I felt overwhelmed. It works. On most days, it brought me back to the present. I continued breathing in and out for a few seconds

I recognized a faint fragrance. I couldn’t quite place it, but a known fragrance. It was not a perfume, a natural fragrance, feminine, intoxicating even. I quickly glanced across the room. Scanning the faces in the room, trying to figure out the source.

Our program has started with a small test group of 35 female students. The management wanted to see how it was received and perceived. As I scanned through the room. I caught a pair of eyes looking right at me.

Deep dark brown eyes, with beautiful eyelids, with the right amount of mascara tracing her eyes. It was beautiful and brimming with confidence. The eyes quickly brought a smile to my face while deterring my search. I curiously zoomed out as her face came into focus.

I have seen this face before. It was Kirti. I have seen her in the drama club before. I even remember having a brief chat not long ago. Think of her as the cute little nerd, adorable, shy, funny, pretty. I can keep on going.

She was barely 5 ft, maybe just over 5 ft, extremely fair, brunette. Her hair falling free just below her shoulders, dangling earrings with a French hoop pulling her earlobes down. Ripe cherry-like lips, lean frame tightly hugged by the short plain pink kurti with the floral design running down her bosom.

Well-shaped breasts snugly fit in her dress (maybe she was wearing a padded bra). A great ass and accentuated legs stretching her leggings thin. She was working out – or good genes perhaps. Her kurti sleeves ended just below her elbow with some floral design in the cuffs.

The smile was mesmerizing. She had some light makeup on (or maybe she was blushing, I thought). Her gaze was fixed on me. I noticed her heel last – a black silhouette with an ankle strap. Hmm, yummy, I thought. (Go ahead – judge me. I have a foot fetish, and I am proud of it)

The heel added an extra notch spice to my desire to touch those beautiful pair of feet that were bound to it. After devouring her with my eyes, I lifted my eyes back to her eyes. She hasn’t shifted her gaze – looking straight at me. Our eyes met.

Her lips broke into a broad smile. She waved at me. I flashed an approving smile with a nod. She turned to her friend and said something, and began walking towards me.

I was trying to understand the emotions that were running high – there was obviously some attraction. I just wasn’t sure if it was mutual. She stood facing me and said, “Hi Dr. Robin.” (Yeah, I am a doctor – Dr. Liya Robin – the in-house psychologist) with a smile.

“Hi,” I gave a pause and continued, “Kirti, is it?”

“Yes,” she replied, surprised or maybe disappointed. I couldn’t quite decide.

“I just wanted to come to introduce myself. Quite surprised that you knew my name.”

“Oh, that’s great. I have a good memory. We have met before – in the drama club during the last semester,” I replied, trying to remember our last encounter with each other.

“Do you remember everyone you meet with?” she said with a flirtatious smile, her head slightly downturned and looking into my eyes. I didn’t want to back down, “Just the ones that made an impression.”

“Ha… So, I am impressive, aren’t I?” she said and stuck a pose.

I shot back with, “Mm… Not as much as I am.”

She was like, “Ahh…that hurt,” and rubbed her heart over the dress and continued, “I am sure you are,” as she checked me out.

Then we laughed together. Once our laughter died down, she continued, “I really wanted to say this is impressive, Dr. Robin. I am all for sex education. I am surprised, though. How did the management sign off on this?”

“This is more of a test run. Management would like to know how you people perceive such programs before officially signing off on the full campus program.” I continued, “Thank you, though. I am glad young girls like you understand the importance of sex education.”

As we were speaking, the gynecologist entered the room. I had invited a gynecologist for the first session of the program. This session was mainly to engage the women – to introduce sex to them.

It could be quite patronizing to some of them. I look at the group, and I know at least half of these people are not virgins. But this session was mainly to open them up a bit to break out of the thought that sex is taboo.

As Melanie (the gynecologist) entered, I noted how tense she was. As she saw me, she came to me. Without caring for my current company, she spoke: “Thank you, mam, for the invite. I am glad to be of use to you.”

The reaction on Kirti’s face was priceless listening to the way Melanie spoke. With a smile, I said, “You will do great, my dear… or else…” finishing mid-sentence. I stroked her hair and ran my fingers through her hand.

She looked at me with a slight jitter. Her breath quickened, and her pupils dilated. She managed to smile through it all. To any bystander far away, our conversation would have been just two friends catching up.

But Kirti was trying to comprehend the situation, understand the relationship Melanie and I had. She was taken aback by the events transpiring right in front of her.

I introduced Kirti to Melanie, “Melanie, this is Kirti, an impressive student.” Melanie gave a knowing smile to Kirti, shook her hand, and said, “Hi Kirti! Good to meet you.”

I moved closer to Melanie’s ear. I noticed her neck hairs responding to my hot breath.

As she opened her mouth to let out a mouthful of air, I whispered: “Go backstage. Lift your skirt, remove your panties aside. Place your hands on the table, bend forward, spread your legs and wait for me there. You better be dry when I get there.”

I moved away immediately, leaving her hanging in mid-arousal. She was too aroused to talk – just nodded and left. I could see the droplets of sweat formed in her forehead and her flushed cheeks.

I left Kirti there, contemplating on what had happened. I squeezed her shoulder and said, “See you after the session, Kirti.” As I moved away from her, I could see all the confusion in her face and was evidently aroused.

She was blushing uncontrollably. That mission was a success. I will have her soon, the next forbidden fruit.

As I moved away, I could see her friends, Angel and Shalini, struck up a conversation. It seemed to me that they were arguing about something. I turned back when I was about to enter backstage. She was still following me with her eyes. I disappeared from her sight with a smile.

Backstage was dimly lit, not as vibrant as the auditorium. But looked exotic with a dripping pussy in the midst. Melanie was standing there as ordered. It was hot to see when all your orders are carried out, barring any inhibitions that a human mind could have.

I thrive in the control, power, and influence that I have over my pets and other people. It gives me a rush, an invisible power, and a boost to my bolstered ego. She was in the middle of the room, stood like a sculpture with life.

The cold temperature, the possibility of being caught, embarrassment from someone watching, and the naked truth was that she loves it. It was making her blush. The humiliation burning her skin, stimulating her pussy.

She was on the edge of orgasm. Droplets of cum dripping from her pussy onto the floor like water droplets from a damaged tap. I stood at the entrance and admired the absolute obedience that Melanie was exhibiting. The thought gave me a rush like many times before.

She did not dare move. I watched her for a good 5 minutes from the entrance to the backstage. I inched closer to her, thinking of what I was going to do. I stood behind her. She knew I was there behind her. But she did not dare to whisper or move.

She stood there eagerly awaiting my touch on her pussy or my words or a hard spank on her ass. I was counting the number of droplets that dropped onto the door from her whore cunt. She was quite the whore when I first met her and one of the hardest to train. She has a dominant side – she has some pets of her own.

She goes after the natural submissive. I love the thrill of bringing out the submissiveness in otherwise dominant men and women. It is a rush like no other. When they finally drop on their knees to serve me their true mistress and giving them the pleasure that only I could provide.

I love pain – I like to inflict and also to receive. But I like to seduce with pleasure, tease, and a bit of love and compassion. Sometimes, very rarely, though, I have had to overpower some as a last resort.

Once I show them the pleasures of submission, I always give them a choice – a chance to be my pet that demands complete submission unconditionally or not. I also give them a week during which there will be no contact.

I wouldn’t lie. I have had some people walk away, too, never to be heard from again. Some do not like the lifestyle, some are worried about society. Some because they cannot submit unconditionally. Some are not ready yet, and some want to explore and a lot of other reasons.

There are very few instances where they have to be in control or else suffer a breakdown. Such people remain friends of mine with some benefits. I respect their honesty and choices. But not before that have had the taste of complete freedom that absolute submission to me provides.

The friends I just mentioned, we dominate people together, sometimes just have sex or submit in bed only. Even though I do not encourage a submission only in bed. I sometimes do not stop them.

Most of those who had a taste of submission will come back and embrace the side that they were afraid of in all their lives. This decision to be my pet is one of the powerful decisions that they ever took. I respect the inner strength that they all have.

Melanie was one such person. A Dom, whose submissive side was woken in our time together, and she decided to embrace it. More on my ways of dominating later.

I counted exactly 25 droplets of cum dripping down from her cunt in the past five minutes I stood behind her.

I spoke, “I thought I asked you to be dry when I got here.”

I waited to see if she would respond. She knew better than to respond. “Speak,”  was all I had to say.

“I could not control. The humiliation, the nakedness, fear was arousing me. The more I tried to control, the more aroused I was…”

“I know my pet. Yet it counts as disobedience and calls for punishment.”

Again she waited for my permission to speak. There was silence for a good two minutes. I knew what I was going to do. But kept her guessing for good two minutes, anticipating – what I was going to do. The order to keep her pussy dry was meant to arouse her and make her wet.

She was ready for the next step. She was meant to fail, and she did. I had kept her on edge for 3 days already. She is going to remain that way for another 3 days, until Saturday. I already had the tools in my bag.

I had recently purchased a vibrator egg and a chastity belt just for her. I kept both in front of her so that she can have a good look at them.

“Raise,” I said, and she rose from her forward bent position. I lifted my skirt and sat on the table, and continued. “Remove the waistcoat and top two buttons of your shirt, lift your skirt, lie down across my lap on your belly. Pull out your right breast with your left hand.”

“Pinch your nipples and twist them in the anti-clockwise direction, and do not let them go. Spank your right butt cheek with your right hand 10 times as I count. Your butt cheeks better turn red when the count is complete. And do not make a sound, not even a moan.”

She followed the directions to the T. She lay across my lap, pulled her breast out, pinched it, and twisted it. She rose her hand and was in the position to spank her to my count.

“Ready.”

One – I landed a hard spank on her left butt cheek while she landed her spank in the right butt cheek.

Two – She has started to twitch already but didn’t move.

Three – Both the spank landed at the same time.

The left cheek was redder than the right.

I said, “Harder.”

Fourth – Melanie hit it the hardest. She lifted her butt in pain as the hand landed on the butt cheek.

Five – Her hit landed first. This was even harder. Now it was pain, she is enjoying it. I could see she wanted to go harder.

“Use a finger to spank… just one finger… you will not touch your butt with the clasped part of your hand… One finger that’s all you are allowed.”

Six – I stuck as gently as humanly possible. She just used her index finger to spank – barely feeling anything. It was driving her mad.

“Spank hard now…Seven”

I hit her first on her left cheek with four fingers. But she gathered all her might and hit so hard that it made a sound. Yet she would not let any sound escape her mouth, not even a moan, not even, ‘Ahh.’

“Now – hit as hard as possible – 3 times on the next count, and do not cum.”

I could see her pre-cum oozing out from her pussy onto my stockings. I knew she was close.

“Spank NOW.”

Three continuous spanks within seconds landed on her right cheek. She was panting, but not a moan escaped. However, I was not done yet. I still had a few spanks in the bank.

“Get up…Kneel…” I knew we had spent some time backstage. I knew someone would come in search of us. In fact, I was counting on it. Once she knelt, she had both her hands behind her back, eyes fixated on my heel, and as straight as a pole from her waist on up.

“Remove the third button from the top, take out your breasts and present it to me.”

I could hear footsteps approaching backstage. I was excited now!

To be Continued…

And that is a wrap of the first part. There is a lot more interesting plot development ahead. Let us throw in some orgy as well. For all those guys and girls who want some steamy straight action, ‘Be patient. All in due time.’

Let me know who would have entered the room. Share your thought, comments, love, desires, fantasy, and suggestions. Please be polite! Share everything on [email protected].

Hope I had made you cum after keeping you on edge for a long time. For any doubts on the twisted Dom/sub relationship or further insight into it, feel free to mail.  With love, Anand.

Hi, My name is Sindhu (using a female name). Here, I am going to write about how I am smitten by my girlfriend’s brother and turned from a straight guy to a dick-loving cross-dresser.

My girlfriend and I started living together after both of us got a job in the same city. Both our families knew about this, and they were cool with us.

We were happy together; we were enjoying our life to the fullest until her elder brother came to stay with us and took me to a fantasy world which showed me how much happiness I was missing.

My girlfriend’s brother recently lost his job and asked us if he can with us until he gets another job, as he was not able to pay his rent. We happily agreed to his request and let him stay in our guest room.

After about a week, one day I came early from the office to the house due to a headache and was surprised to see that it was locked, as I thought my girlfriend’s brother would be in the house.

I opened the door with my spare key and was shocked to see him in my GF’s dress. He had worn a black tank-top and jeans-skirt of my GF and was looking at himself in the mirror.

I was kind of aroused by seeing him like that. He can be easily mistaken for a beautiful girl. He did not have any body-hair and has very sexy legs. He was very fair and had bulges at the right places which made him hotter in my GF’s dress.

I liked what I was seeing. My girlfriend’s brother was genuinely shocked on seeing me (he was wearing earphones, so couldn’t hear me entering the house).

He tried to cover himself and left for the bathroom without saying anything and then he came back wearing normal clothes. He was constantly saying sorry for what he did and begged me not to tell his sister.

I told him not to worry about anything. I will not tell anything to anyone. I also did not tell him that I really loved seeing him in my GF’s dress and I also wanted to try dressing like him.

To my luck, his sister went to her native place over the weekend for some pujas and would be back only after the weekend.

We did not bring up that topic until that weekend. On Friday evening, I casually asked him if he was gay and our conversation went on like this,

“So, you just like dressing like a girl, or are you really gay?” I asked.

“I am so sorry Sai (my real name). I will not dress like that again, please forgive me,” he pleaded crying.

“It’s ok, don’t worry about it, in fact, I liked seeing you like that, can you dress me like that?” I asked him shyly.

His eyes widened on hearing this, and then he asked me, “Are you also gay?”

I told him that I did not have any gay experience until now. I also told my girlfriend’s brother that I was also not sure if I like it or not, but I really loved seeing him in a girl’s dress and wanted to dress like him.

His smile widened, and he told me, “Don’t worry, Sai. I will help you dress like a girl, you will love the experience,” and he asked me, “How do you want me to dress you?”

I always liked seeing girls in sarees, so I told him the same.

He said, “Wait in the hall and when I tell you, then you come to the bedroom.”

I was very nervous. I locked the main door and was pacing in the hall impatiently, excited, confused and preparing myself for the new experience.

After 10 minutes, he told me to come to the room. I went to the room and was shocked by seeing the things which were on the bed.

There was a blue transparent saree, matching blouse, and inner garments on the bed. On the side, I also saw lipstick, mascara, and all other girl make-up items.

I told him, “I don’t remember my GF having all those.”

He told me in a husky voice, “Those are my personal items.”

He asked me, “Are you ready to turn into a girl?”

I said, “Yes,” sheepishly, and we laughed at each other.

He told me to go and have a bath and remove all the hair from my body. I was excited at that thought and went to the bathroom.

As my girlfriend’s brother had told me to do, I removed all the hair using my GF’s hair removal products and came out after 30 minutes with a towel wrapped around me.

He came close to me and smelled me, which aroused me to the core. I was ready to be kissed by him. He moved back and said, “Not like this darling, you have to become a girl first.”

I got excited even by that thought.

He tossed the bra and panties to me and told me to wear them. I went to the mirror and looked at myself without any hair for the first time. My chest looked like it was implanted with boobs without any hair. I smiled on looking at myself. I wore the bra and panties but was still in my towel.

He came towards me and removed my towel. Now I was just in bra and panties. I shyly tried to cover my panties and bra with my hands.

He slowly came to me, and we looked at each other in the eyes. I went forward to kiss him (silly me), but he was in a very teasing mode.

He leaned back and told me to wear the blouse, lehenga, and saree.

I said, “I don’t know how to wear the saree.”

He laughed and said, “I will drape the saree, you wear the blouse and lehenga.”

I did what he said. He came to me and draped the saree and applied lipstick, mascara, and other make-up on me, and as a final touch, he kept a long hair wig on my head.

He looked at me very proudly, admiring his own creation, and asked me to look into the mirror.

I was astonished by seeing how I looked. I looked like a proper girl. If anyone who didn’t know me, saw me like this, I could easily pass for a girl.

I was smiling very shyly, by looking at myself in the mirror. My girlfriend’s brother came close to me and held me around my waist and turned me towards him, He told me, “From now onward, your name is Sindhu,” and hugged me. I liked the name very much and said, “Thank you.”

He slowly caressed me with his hands around my waist. He then pulled me closer to him, and told me now was the time. He came closer to me and kissed me for the first time. I felt very different, aroused, excited all at the same time.

We kissed passionately for about 10minutes. He broke the kiss and tossed me onto the bed.

I was on the bed like a girl ready to get fucked. He undressed. I was seeing a man’s dick in real for the first time. He came towards me and pounced on me. He pressed my boobs very hard while kissing me. I was enjoying every bit of what he was doing.

My girlfriend’s brother removed my saree and blouse and lehenga. I was in front of him in just a bra and panties. He came onto me and started to kiss me all over my body was making me moan like never before.

He started kissing my neck, my boobs on top of the bra and slid his hand in the panties, and took my dick in his hand. He then began caressing it like he knew what needed to be done with it. I moaned very loudly.

He removed my bra and panties and stood up to see me in my full naked glory. I was very shy and blushing when he saw me like that.

“You look very beautiful, Sindhu. I want to fuck you every day,” he said.

“Stop talking and come fuck me,” I said.

“No darling, you have to do many things to get fucked by me,” he said in a sarcastic way and came towards me. He was holding his dick in his hand and brought it towards my mouth. I understood what he wanted from me.

I leaned towards his dick, it smelled very differently. I kissed it and took it in my mouth and started giving my girlfriend’s brother a blowjob for the first time.

“Aaaaaa bitchhhh suck it, suck it hard..” He moaned and started throat fucking my mouth very fast.

As it was my first time, it was giving me pain. I asked him to stop, but he didn’t listen to me. He slapped me in lust, and he kept pushing his dick in my mouth.

“Bitch, do what I say, I am your daddy, suck it bitch…” he shouted. Weirdly, it made me hornier. Maybe I was a submissive bitch.. Maybe I was meant to be treated like this.

He fucked my throat for 10 minutes and took his dick out. He was still hard. Goodness me, he went to his bag and brought baseline; I knew what was going to happen!

“Bitch, it’s time to get fucked in your ass, turn around like a dog,” he said.

I did as he said. I turned around with my ass facing him. He applied Vaseline all over and inserted his finger to test how firm my hole was.

I shouted in pain, but I also liked the pleasure.

“You like it, uhhh…wait till I put my dick in…” by saying this, he shoved his dick in my ass in one full motion.

“Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, stop it, it’s hurting me, please stop it,” I pleaded with him. In response, my girlfriend’s brother smacked my ass and asked me to shut up.

He started fucking me very expertly. I also started to enjoy it. “Uhhhh Uhhhh don’t stop.. Fuck me fuck meeeee, uhhhhhhh..”

My girlfriend’s brother fucked me for about 10 minutes and then took out his dick and said, “I am about to come.”

He told me to suck his dick. I knew what he wanted. He wanted me to take his sperms in my mouth, ufffffff.

I took his dick in my mouth. In about 10 strokes he came in my mouth.

I took all his warm sperms in my mouth thinking that this must be how my GF would feel when I came in her mouth. We both lay on the bed, exhausted by all the fucking, and then we slept.

We fucked each other, over the weekend. Meanwhile, he told me the difference between a top and bottom gay. He told me to decide what I was.

I said, “I liked both fucking and being fucked.”

“I am a bottom gay, that’s why I like getting dressed like a girl. I only fucked you since this is your first time and I wanted you to experience both and decide what you like more,” he said.

After giving it a thought, I said, “I also like to be getting fucked more than fucking anyone.”

“Haha, haha.. We both are sissy bitches waiting to be fucked. I will introduce you to my friends who will fuck us to our satisfaction” he said.

“We are lesbians bitches covered in the male body,” I said laughingly and went to kiss him. I was thinking about how exciting my future is going to be.

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Vanakam makale, ithu oru kudumba kama kathai enbathai naan ungalidam solikolugiren. Naan niraiya aandugalaaga kama kathaigal padithu varugiren, en peyar ramesh vayathu 44 aagugirathu.

Enaku oru manaivi irukiraal, pinbu mundru kuzhanthaigal irukiraargal.  Athil oru muutha paiyan, oru ilaiya thangai matrum nadu magal irukiraal. En manaivi miga azhagaga irupaal, ennal avalai siru vayathil sex seiya mudiya vilaiye endra ekam manathil irunthathu. En manaiviku mulai naan thirumanam seiyum pozhuthu perithaaga irunthathu.

Aanal ippozhthu aval kuzhanthai petru paal koduthu mulai surungi vitathu, aanal nandraaga matter poduvaal. En manaivi ennai vida iru vayathu thaan siriyaval athanaal ippozhuthu aval en udan matter poduvathu illai. Aanal en nadu magal pooja sexyaaga valarnthu vanthaal, aval 13 vayathil vayathirku vanthaal.

Antha naalil irunthu naan avalai veetirku veliyil vitathe kidaiyaathu, en arugil eppozhuthum avalai paduka vaithu uranguven. Pooja eppozhuthum en manaivikum enakum naduvil thaan paduthu uranguvaal, meetham ulla irandu perum araiyil paduthu uranguvaargal. Poojavirku ippozhuthu vayathu 19 aagugirathu, aval pengal kalluri padithu vanthu irunthaal.

Avaluku niraiya pazhakam maari vitathu aanal engaluku idaiyil padupathai aval maraka villai. Intha vayathil aval rumba sexiyaaga irunthaal, iru mulaigalum miga perithaaga irunthathu. Udambu sirithaaga irunthathu aanal avalin soothum mulaiyum perithaaga irunthathu.

En manaivi kuda ival vayathil intha alavirku sexiyaaga irunthu irupaala endru theriya villai.

Avaluku naan puthithaaga aadai vaangi tharathathaal siriya udai aninthu irunthaal, appozhuthu avalin iru mulaiyum miga perithaaga irunthathu. Enaku avalai paarkum pozhuthu ellam en kangal aval mulaiyai matume paarthu rasika aarambithathu. Aval paarkatha pozhuthu naan aval mulai azhagai paarthu rasithu kondu thaan irupen.

Ivalavu sexiyaaga pen irunthaal yaraga irunthaalum avalai rasika thaan aarambipaargal, aval muti pottu vilaiyaadum pozhuthu velai seiyum pozhuthu aval soothai paarpen. Soothu perithaaga vatamaaga irukum, athai paarkum pozhuthu enaku aval kutai pavadaiyai thuki aval kuthiyil sunniyai iraki ooka vendum endru thondrum.

Pooja naan aval mulaiyai paarthu rasipathai sila murai paarthu vital aanal aval ethuvum kandu kola villai. Ippadiye naal sela sela enaku aval meethu athigamaaga kaama unarchi vanthathu, yaro oru paiyanuku en magalai kati thara enaku virupame illai athanaal naane poojavai anuba vaika vendum endru mudivu seithen.

Oru naal nala mazhai peithu kondu irunthathu, iravu 11 mani irukum en manaivi paduthu urangi kondu irunthaal.

Pooja inum engal naduvil paduthu uranginal, appozhuthu aval manaivi pakam thalaiyai vaithu oru pakamaaga paduthu irunthaal. Antha tharunathil avalin soothu en pakam therinthu kondu irunthathu, ennal kama unarchiyai adaka mudiyaamal kaiyai muthalil aval tholil poda aarambithen.

Aval tholil kai podum pozhuthu pooja ethum solamal paduthu irunthaal, sari itharku mel naan amaithiyaaga iruka vendam. Naan avalin arugil nerungi paduthu en sunniyai aval soothil vaithu theika aarambithen, en sunni perithaaga 7” irukum. Aval soothil sunni padum pozhuthu en sunni viraithu thaan irunthathu.

Muthal naal aval soothil sunniyai vaithu theithu vitu sirithu neram kati pidithu paduthu irunthen, pinbu oru arai mani neram avalai pin puramaaga kati piditha padi paduthu vitu urangiviten. Magal kalaiyil ezhuthu iravu ethum nadakathathu polave irunthaal. Indrum kalluri sendru vanthu kutai pavadai aninthu kondu paduthu uranginaal.

Indru iravu 12 aanathu, pooja meendum aval soothai en pakam kanbithu paduthu uranginaal. Indru ennal moodai thanga mudiyaamal avalai pin puramaaga kati pidithen, sirithu neram sunniyai soothil vaithu oopathu pola seithu kondu irunthen. Pinbu moodu thangamal avalin pavadaiyai thukinen, pooja ulle ethum aniyaamal thaan irunthaal.

Avalin sexiyaaga soothu pilavil en sunniyai vaithu nandraaga theithen, kaiyai aval idupil irunthu mulaiku eduthu sendru mulaiyai kaiyil pidithu thadavinen. Aval mulaiyai ennai muzhumaiyaaga pidika kuda mudiya vilai avalavu perithaaga irunthathu.

Aval mulaiyai pidithu soothil sunniyai vaithu theithathil moodu thalaiku eari aval soothile kanju pajak pajak endru adithathu.

Pinbu enaku urakam vanthu vitathu athanaal naan aval pavadaiyai keezhe iraki vitu paduthu urangi viten. Adutha naal kalaiyilum pooja ethum nadakathathu pola nadanthu kondaal, ipadi seivathaal en manathil naan ivalai oothal kuda ithu pondru thaan irupaal enbathai therinthu konden.

En endraal ithu varai aval naan seithathirku ethum marupu therivikave ilaiye.

Kalluri sendru vanthaal, naan avalai en arugil amarthi tv paarka solinen. En manaivi kitchenil irukum pozhuthu naan aval thudaiyil kai vaithu kondu irunthen.

Appozhuthum pooja ethum ketkamal amaithiyaaga amarnthu irunthaal, enaku purinthathu avaluku en udan sex seiya samatham endru. Athanaal naan adutha naal oru thitam poten, en manaiviyaiyum pasangalaiyum aval amma veetirku anapinen.

Athu Sunday enbathaal avargal oru bikeil kilambinaargal, naan manaivi idam naan poojavai pin azhaithu varugiren endru soli avalai munbu anapi vaithu viten. Pooja veetil thaniyaaga irunthaal, manaivi kilambiyathum aval padukai araiyil paduthu irunthaal. Naan kathavai thapal pottu vitu aval arugil sendru paduthen.

Pooja ennai paarthaal, naan aval kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithen, aanal avaluku kiss eppadi seivathu endru theriya vilai. Naan matum thaan aval ithazhai sappi kiss seithu vitu aval aadaiyai kayata aaramithen. Iru mulaiyai bravil irunthu veliyil eduthu paarthen, naan ithu naal varai apadi oru azhagana ilamaiyaana mulaiyai paarthathe illai.

Iru mulaiyum gumunu irunthathu, aval mulaiku naduvil karupaana kaambu irunthathu. Aval mulaiyai sexiyaaga sappi suvaika aarambithen, kaambai suvaikum pozhuthu pooja appa valikuthu endru solinaal. Enathu pal aval kaambil patu vitathu athanaal aval apadi solinaal, sari maa appa valaikama pandran endru soli mulaiyai pal padamal sapinen.

Pinbu aval idupil mutham seithu aval kuthiyai pentyai kayati paarthen, pundai sirithaaga irukum endru ninaithen aanal naan ninaithathu pola illai pundai perithaaga thaan irunthathu. Magal kuthiyai vaaiyil vaithu naka aarambithen, aval moodu thangamal haaaaaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaaaa mmmmmmmmm endru sexiyaaga munarinaal.

Avalin kuthiyil viralai vitu aata aarambithen, muthalil oru viralai ulle irakinen pinbu porumaiyaaga irandam viralaiyum irakinen. Sirithu neram aati vitu mundravathu viralaiyum ulle irakinen, en sunni ulle selum alavirku pundai ootai irunthathu. Mundru viralai vitu pundaiyai nandraaga perithaagi vitu en sunniyai aval pundaiyil porumaiyaaga viten.

Pooja haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa endru izhuthaal, naan sunniyai porumaiyaaga pundaikul iraki iraki eduthu oothen. Pinbu aval sugamaaga naan oopathai anumathithaal, avaluku naan oopathu sugathai koduthathu. Pooja pundaiyil sunniyai araki araki oothu sunniyai muzhuvathum pundaiyil irakinen, nandraaga iraki aval mulaiyai sappikonde oothen.

Vegathai konjam athigarithu ookum pozhuthu pooja thudika aarambithaal, appozhuthu aval pundaiyil kanju vanthathu. Ennai irukamaaga kati pidithu kondaal, naan mela sunniyai veliyil eduthu pooja vaaiyai thiraka soli en sunniyai vegamaaga adithu kanjai aval vaaiyil ootrinen. Magal en sunni kanjai muzhuvathum kudithuvitu en sunniyai sappa solinen.

Pooja sunniyai sappi sutham seithu vital, pinbu naangal en manaivi amma veetirku sendrom. Innum thinamum en magal pundaiyil sunniyai vitu iravil oothukondu thaan irukiren. Enaku kidaithu irukum intha bakiyam ethanai peruku kidaithu vidum solungal. Enathu tamil kama kathaiyai padithu rasithu irupeergal endru nambugiren, nandri vanakam.

“Cum… cum on! Come on, honey, we should go outside. Let’s get adventurous,” said she while unzipping the curtain.

“What?! Why? What if any of your family members catches us?” I said while I continued to fuck her from behind.

“Ah… Are you fucking scared?” she giggled. “We are engaged and soon to get married. They expect us to fuck. My mother is counting on it,” said she while turning around. Then without any warning, she got up, letting my dick fall out of her butt-hole.

“Come on, let’s give them what they want,” she said, grabbing my erection. Then both of us, while naked, stepped outside the tent.

At that moment we were on a camping trip in the middle of a forest. Actually, the trip was for her joint family to have fun together. They simply let me tag along since we were already engaged. When tents were being allocated, her father was totally against us sharing the tent.

But then I heard her mother whisper, “Our daughter is fast approaching forty. She is not getting any younger. Let them fuck! The sooner they have a baby, the better.”

It was around six in the morning when we stepped out of the tent. She cautiously looked around and then pulled my dick outside. I could see her legs shaking and her hands cold out of fear. Still, she wanted to be adventurous.

We walked deep in the forest until only a glimpse of the tents was visible. She was so scared that she had to relieve her nervous bladder before we resumed our action. It was the first time I was seeing her pee.

She made this “Pssst…” sound with her mouth while doing it. “It helps me to… better…ah!” she grabbed my arm as her eyes rolled back. She was enjoying this moment as if she was having an orgasm.

Once she was done, she cleaned herself with a leaf. Then pinning me against a tree trunk, she climbed on me while sticking my ten-inch cock inside her (Sorry for this shameless publicity, but it’s true. I have the biggest cock an Indian man can have). Grabbing her by her thighs, I made her bounce.

It was getting brighter with every passing minute. Fortunately, we were awake till late in the night singing, drinking, and dancing around a bonfire. So they weren’t going to wake up any time soon. She was getting wild, moving up and down until I was close.

“Ah! Joe!” I climaxed hard, shooting my cum on the door.

Once I was done pleasuring myself, this old memory faded away, bringing me back to the present. At that moment, I was in my restaurant’s washroom masturbating to the memory of my ex-wife Joe Marj.

I know Joe Marj is an unusual name for an Indian woman. Actually, she was little when her entire family moved to England. They wanted to blend in, so they had their names changed. She could have picked a simpler name. But she wanted to be adventurous even then.

She wanted to be unique. Her family let her do whatever she wanted without any objection.

“That bitch. She’s making me suffer even when she is not around.” I said while cleaning my cum stuck to the cubicle door with toilet paper.

We got separated two months ago. For the six months that we were married, life was fun. I wasn’t earning much. Joe was kind of the bread earner. Other than that, I took care of everything, the house, the cooking, and making sure my wife reached orgasm every time we fucked.

Actually, sex was the best part of our marriage. Perhaps this is what was keeping our broken boat afloat. Every time we fought, it was followed by hot passionate sex. Louder the argument, harder the fuck.

Our European neighbors complained several times. But we didn’t understand their language so we didn’t care.

One time we had an argument about our finances. So I decided to take the first job I could get, i.e., at a nearby restaurant. When I told her this happy news, she got pissed.

The truth is that I aspired to become an actor. But with a monster cock like mine, she wanted me to work in the porn industry to earn big money. Meanwhile, I was concerned about what her conservative Indian family would think of that.

“Fuck my Indian family!” said Joe. “Do this. Otherwise, our marriage is over.”

The argument seemed endless, so we ended up fucking again. She finally agreed to let me work at a restaurant. The money wasn’t a lot but decent enough to pay rent. But that would mean me working long hours at a restaurant.

So as her birthday gift, I gave her a vibrator, “For the times I am not around.” I said while sticking that white egg-shaped thing inside her vagina.

This was the biggest mistake of my life. Joe started using the vibrator a lot. All-day, every day. There were times when I would return home and say, “Come on, honey. Let’s make love.”

Suddenly she would start moaning uncontrollably, “Ah…ahh…ahhhh!” while pressing her hand on my shoulder till climax. She would breathe heavily, yawn, say, “I’m tired now,” and then go to sleep. Further, over time Joe realized that once we stopped having sex, she didn’t need me in her life.

The last argument we had ended with not us having sex but with her saying, “The job I need you for in my life, a vibrator can do it better.” This ended our marriage once and for all. I was sad to see her leave, but I understood her. Joe wanted a husband who could satisfy her, not just sexually but also financially.

I let her and I moved to a different part of the city, a new place, a new job, and a new life. There too I started working in a restaurant, a Kebab restaurant. Life seemed fun. I spent time with my new Indian friend Hodor (again, weird name, I know) and our restaurant owner, a nerdy young boy named Adam.

I had started forgetting her. Then today happened. Masturbating for the third time this evening, I stepped out of the common washroom. For the entire evening, a family had rented our restaurant for a birthday party. There were a lot of people attending the party.

Among them was this Indian woman, a chubby figure, brown-skinned, black hair. Further, she was wearing a sleeveless deep neck blouse under a transparent blue sari. At that moment, she looked exactly like my ex-wife. Watching her turned me on.

Here I need to tell you that my ex-wife Joe is not Indian. I mean, except for her appearance, nothing would indicate that she comes from India. She is a brat, a potty-mouth Brit, and a woman who dresses like an American slut. The only times she wore a sexy sari was whenever we had role-play sex.

Joe would pretend to be a hot Indian bhabhi. I would be the plumber/electrician/pizza delivery boy who would satisfy her. So whenever I saw Joe wearing a sari, I would get an instant erection. This got me into trouble one time, but that’s a story for some other day.

Having recently ejaculated, I went to clean the restaurant. The party was over, and all the guests had left. While I was doing my job, suddenly Joe showed up. She was looking through the glass window pressing her big tits against the glass. She was wearing a sari.

I shook my head, thinking I was hallucinating, and continued to work. Then at one point, she stepped in, “Did you miss me. Fuck boy!” she teased while spanking me to get my attention.

Me: Joe. Is that really you?

Joe: Why? Not happy? Was this monster cock expecting someone else?

She said while touching me inappropriately. I took a few steps back.

Me: What are you doing? Why did…?

She then threw herself at me. While hugging me, she whispered.

Joe: I missed you. I missed this.

She said while caressing my balls.

Joe: I need you to fuck me! Right here, right now! I’m your bitch!

Despite having masturbated recently, I was still sensing my dick get hard. I was happy to see Joe. I might have cursed her a lot when she walked out of our marriage. Still, I hoped that she would return. Finally, she has. I was so happy that I didn’t care who was looking, I went for a kiss.

She suddenly blocked my approach.

Joe: Not here, down there.

She said while pressing my hand against her quivering wet pussy. I was so excited to have her back. Fortunately, neither the owner Adam nor my friend Hodor was around. Quietly I took her back into the washroom cubicle.

Like some horny couple, we undressed and started kissing. “I missed this,” I said to myself while feeling her wet tongue inside my mouth. We tongue wrestled while I stuck my hand inside her pussy.

Joe was already wet and horny as hell. She then went on to kiss my hairy chest. I was so happy at that moment.

Me: I’m glad you came back. I think we can work it out and live a happy life together.

Joe: What?

She stopped kissing.

Joe: Don’t get me wrong. I’m here for just some cold, meaningless fuck. Don’t get any wrong signals.

Me: Fuck what?!

I couldn’t believe what she was saying. Suddenly my legs felt weak as I fell hard on the pot seat. The surge of pain and reddening of my butt was nothing in comparison to the mental slap Joe just gave me.

Joe lifted my hand to caress her breasts and pinch her nipples.

Joe: Listen. It’s been two months since we last had sex. I know you want it to. Then why not fuck shamelessly. No strings attached.

I did not understand what she was saying. Actually, I did understand, but I did not like it. I had an urge to drag her naked body out of the restaurant and throw her in front of homeless men as a way to punish her.

But she was not wrong in saying that I wanted it too. While I gently squeezed her C-cup breasts, my dick was getting harder.

I held my breath, clearing my thoughts.

Joe: So what is it?

Me: Okay. Get on your knees, bitch!

Suddenly I had this change of attitude. The moment she got down, I grabbed her by her hair and stuck my erection inside her mouth. Then I started moving her head to fuck her deep throat.

I was forcing her this blowjob, making tears come out of her eyes. Yet when I pulled her mouth out for a break, that bitch said, “Don’t stop.”

“Stop!” said a male voice.

It was coming from outside. When we looked up, an angry face was staring down at us from over the cubicle partition. He tried unlocking the door from outside but couldn’t. That huge six-feet tall guy was Hodor, my close friend. Still, for some reason, he seemed pissed.

I have seen this huge intimidating guy beat the shit out of homeless people. So when he told us to open the cubicle door, I did that without question.

Joe: Brother, what are you doing here?

Hodor: Hi, cuz. How’s life?

He grinned while scanning her buck-naked body top to bottom. Hodor’s wide smile displayed a shiny silver tooth. He is kind of the local gangster of the neighborhood.

Although I did not know Joe and Hodor were related. I guess having weird names runs in the family. He wasn’t there during our camping trip, so how could I know?

Suddenly Joe felt ashamed as she covered her butt with her clothes. Meanwhile, I was simply seated with my dick slapping against Joe’s cheek.

Watching Hodor made me lose my erection. On his instructions, both of us stepped outside the cubicle. He locked the washroom from inside and then simply stared at us. Joe used her clothes to cover her naughty bits. She was feeling very embarrassed.

Hodor: Looks like you two are getting back together.

Joe: No. It’s nothing like that. It’s just casual…

Although she said it, Joe didn’t seem to want to utter that last word. Hodor caught that.

Hodor: Casual haan. When I tried being casual with you, you refused, saying, ‘I’m your sister.’ But you are okay doing this with your ex-husband!

While our naked bodies pressed, I could feel Joe shaking and shivering. Then as expected, pee started leaking out of her pussy, trickling down her thigh.

Hodor: Gross!

He said, pushing her inside the cubicle. Both of us watched as Joe relieved herself. Hodor made a hissing sound to assist her motion. I could see Joe feel humiliated. Suddenly I thought, “I didn’t plan this, but this bitch deserves it.”

Joe started to get dressed and leave. Hodor did nothing to stop her. But I did.

Me: Joe. What we had between us is over. You won’t ever get to feel my dick inside your pussy, ever! Unless…

I paused to get both their attention.

Me: …unless you let Hodor have his way with you.

While Joe assessed the situation, I could see a huge erection in Hodor’s pants. The size of his tool dwarfed mine by inches. Joe didn’t want to, but she had to. She threw her clothes to the side and said, “Okay.”

With her approval, suddenly, Hodor took control. He made me lay on the sink-platform while Joe got on top in a 69 position. Immediately she started sucking my cock. Meanwhile, her pussy was hanging over my face.

Hodor being a huge guy, made me hold her body up to stick his tool in. The moment he slid it in, I could see Joe’s mouth tighten around my penis. With every thrust, he was making Joe squeak. Unfortunately, no sound came out as her mouth was gagged with my tool.

Hodor loved the moment. He was very rough pounding her ass while his huge nut-sack slapped against her crotch. Meanwhile, I could only watch. Joe’s clit was at least a foot away. I tried sticking out my tongue but couldn’t reach the target. Hodor noticed that, and so he used his hands to pull me up.

Immediately I used my tongue to lick her clit. I tried hard to not taste his cock, but from time to time, it happened. It was disgusting. The action continued for five long minutes.

Suddenly there was a knock on the washroom door. It was the nerdy Brit, our 26-years-old boss Adam.

Ada: I know you guys are in there. Come on. I need to lock the restaurant and leave. Guys, come on! I have a date.

The kind of weird kid Adam was, the only date he could have was with his right hand while watching reality milf porn. Hodor did not hesitate to let him in. As huge as he was, he didn’t have to stop or move his feet to unlock the door.

Ada: What the fuck! Who is she?

Adam was shocked to see us having a threesome in this complex pose we might have picked from Kamasutra.

Me: She’s my ex-wife.

Hodor: (with pride) She’s my cousin.

Adam went quiet. He was disgusted by the thought of it.

“Ew! Why would you do that?” He said, looking at Joe. “That’s disgusting. Stop this and get out!”

On his instructions, all of us stopped. We tried getting dressed, but Hodor didn’t let us. He simply told Adam to turn off the restaurant lights so that no one from outside could see. Further, Adam locked the main door from outside and walked away. Meanwhile, we got comfortable on the floor.

The room was dark for people outside to see us but sufficiently illuminated for us to get a good view. After all this rough action, Joe had become comfortable fucking her cousin. When Hodor laid on the floor, Joe quickly went and sat on his cock.

Me: Man, what kind of a slut is she?

Adam: I know, right?

I was shocked to see Adam standing next to me. On top of that, he was wearing some night vision goggles as he stroked his cock while watching them. Apparently, Adam must have come inside from the back door.

The solo sex continued as Joe moaned uncontrollably. At times we saw passers-by stop and look for the source of moans. Fortunately, none of them were able to spot us.

Joe went down to shamelessly kiss her cousin. When she got up, she looked at me, saying, “Honey, come close.” She pulled me by my dick to resume the blowjob. Suddenly Hodor grabbed my feet and squeezed them hard. He was close to climax.

“Get up!” he shouted, making her stand. When Hodor’s dick erupted, we saw his cum fly high and stick to the ceiling. This is something we never experienced before.

“You’ll have to clean that tomorrow,” said Adam looking at Hodor while Adam continued to stroke his cock.

“Okay, boss.”

Once Joe was done with her cousin, next was my turn. I lifted her up, facing me, and pressed her against the wall. Joe was such a big horny bitch that even giant Hodor couldn’t force into submission. While I fucked her, she looked at Adam, saying, “You’re next.”

Adam: No. I’m saving myself for someone special.

Joe gave a disappointed look and then turned her attention to me. While we fucked she whispered, “Press me against the glass.”

I did as she asked. Our privacy was compromised. But Joe didn’t seem to care, just as she didn’t care when we fucked at the camping trip. Fortunately, nobody caught us both the time.

When I was close to climax, she told me to pull it out so that she could swallow my juices. Every time. It was half-past midnight when we were done with this hot fuck fest.

While parting ways, I wanted to ask Joe, “So what is our relationship status now?”

Sadly Hodor had his fat hand cupping her butt as he took her away. As I walked in the other direction, Adam showed me the recorded footage on his phone.

Adam: Look at the bright side.

Me: What bright side?

Adam: At least you got to fuck your ex-wife.

THE END

Thank you for reading the story. At this point, I want to say that this is not my story idea. A reader of mine gave me this scenario about an ex-wife, and I built a story around it. Still, do tell me what you think about it via email to [email protected]. You can read my other story here.

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Recap – Selena caught Patrick and me sneaking into the house after we had sex in his car. She sent Patrick back to his room and dragged me outside, and we drove off.

I looked at aunt Selena, and she was furious. Her face had almost turned red because of the anger. She didn’t say a single word for almost half the trip, which I had no idea where it would lead. I thought I was in for an intense lecture but what was to come was completely unexpected.

I was really scared. I didn’t know what was gonna happen. After some time, I looked at her, and she was still focused on the road. Her face clearly showed she was pissed. As I turned my eyes away from her, I saw her big luscious boobs.

She was wearing a yellow t-shirt which was very thin. I could clearly see the outline as well as the color of her black bra. Even after all of this, I was getting horny again and couldn’t stop staring at her boobs which were parted perfectly at the center by the seatbelt.

She looked at me and shouted, “Are you serious right now?” Her voice snapped me back to my senses. I looked at her face, and she was angrier now! “What the fuck is wrong with you?” she added. I quickly faced ahead and put my head down.

“You’ve really disappointed me to an extent I can’t even think you would. Look at you,” she said as she pulled up my crop top and exposed my naked boobs. I was shocked and didn’t expect her to do that.

My nipples were still erect because of the cold and the staring at her boobs. I quickly pulled down my t-shirt and adjusted it.

“I’m all in for the no bra policy, but this is just out of hand. I understand it’s your choice. You feel comfortable but not at the expense of others,” she continued.

“I’m really sorry, aunty,” I said, “I’ll dress up appropriately henceforth.”

“You know it well this is not entirely about your dressing,” she said, giving me a full top to the bottom lookout. “Good, we’re here,” she said as she pulled into the parking lot of a building in the city.

Apparently, it was their old place that I thought they’d sold when they moved to the new one, but they kept it. After parking the car, she got out. I was sitting there still, still in a bit of shock.

She got to the window and knocked on it. “What are you thinking about? Get out,” she said. The whole scenario gave me a creepy serial killer vibe. But I knew she was my aunt so she wouldn’t hurt me. She dragged me by my hand to the elevator.

“Where are we?” I asked as she gave me a furious look as to say, “Shut up.” We reached the 28th floor and got out. She dragged me and opened the door to a flat. We both got in, and it was a really good house. The interior was good, and there was still a lot of the basic stuff you’d need.

It looked like no one had been there for a while, but it was still pretty good. As I was admiring the house, she pulled me and stormed to the bedroom. She pushed me on the bed and then turned around and started looking for something in the dresser.

I had no clue what was happening, and all of this was seriously scaring me now. As she bent down, her ass took perfect shape in her leggings. All I wanted to do was pounce on her right then. Even after all this, I was still such a bitch, “What is wrong with me?” I asked myself.

As I was deep in thought, thinking about my out-of-control slutty nature Selena got up, turned around, and said. “I know you’re a horny little slut, and you’ve left me with no option now.” As she said this, my eyes looked down and were wide open as I saw many sex toys in her hands.

She threw them on the bed next to me, and I got a closer look. There were a couple of dildos, a strapon, and some handcuffs. I was really confused now and excited at the same time. As I was looking at the toys, she said, “Take off your top.”

Those words literally shook me. As much as I wanted to fuck her, I was scared and didn’t know how to react. Within a second, she got on the bed, slapped me, and said, “Didn’t you hear what I said?”

As she pulled off my top and threw it away. She pushed me on the bed and got on top of me. She took the handcuffs, and with some significant force, she tied me up by the bed frame. I was enjoying this at the same time I was terrified.

“You’re horny all the time, huh? Let’s see if you can handle this,” she said as she pulled down my shorts. She saw I was already a little wet and took a sniff of my pussy, and came up to me.

“Bloody slut,” as she slapped me again. Then she took the smaller dildo and rubbed it against my clit. Oh, that felt so good. I closed my eyes and started enjoying it.

“You like it, huh?” She said as she suddenly shoved the entire dildo in my pussy in one go.

“Ah,” I shouted loudly as it went deep inside. She got up and slapped me again. “Shhh, not a single word should come out of your mouth,” she said. She then slowly pulled it out and then again pushed it back in with full force. She did it a few times as I barely managed to suppress my screams.

She then put it in again and left it there. She then picked up the bigger one and licked it. She then looked at me and lifted my legs up. My back was arched backward now as my ass was right in front of her face. She spits on it and slowly puts the dildo in. I started moaning very loudly.

She got up, took my top, and stuffed my mouth with it. Then she got back to her position and pushed it halfway in. It was huge, and my ass was completely stretched apart. Then with one big push, she thrust it all the way in as tears rolled out of my eyes.

I couldn’t scream because of the t-shirt. The pain was real. Even after having anal many times, this hurt like a bitch! She pulled it out and then pushed it back again as tears rolled down onto the bedsheet now from my eyes. She looked at me and said, “Hurts, doesn’t it?” I nodded, begging her to stop.

“It hurt even more when you gave my husband a blowjob the other night, you bitch!” She said. I was shocked. I didn’t know she knew about it. I was thinking about it.

She said, “Yes, I know about it. It took him an awful lot of time to just get water. Then when he came in, I saw you running to your room with cum all over your t-shirt. And then today, you go on and fuck my nephew as well. You’re one fucking horny slut.”

She pushed the dildo deeper in my ass. I screamed loudly. The t-shirt suppressed my screams, but they were still pretty audible.

“You want a good fucking, right? That’s all you need, huh? I’ll give you a good fuck,” she said as she pulled down her leggings with her underwear. Her neatly trimmed pussy was now right in front of me. It looked so damn delicious; I just wanted to eat it out.

As I started at her pussy she put on the strapon and came close to me. She took the t-shirt out of my mouth as I breathed with relief. As I was about to say something, she held my mouth in her hand, opened it, and spat in it. She then quickly went down on me and pulled out the dildo from my pussy.

It felt so good to finally have it taken out. But then she positioned herself between my legs and pushed her strapon dick inside me as I relaxed a bit. After pushing half of it in, she started giving heavy thumps. In no time, the dick completely went in my pussy.

It felt so good yet so painful. It wasn’t a huge one, but because I was already sore, it hurt! She started fucking the shit out of me. She put my legs on her shoulders and started drilling my pussy. Her thighs were actually pushing the dildo in my ass even deeper.

It felt like I was being fucked in both holes at the same time. “Oh god fuck. Stop, please,” I screamed as she rammed my pussy. As I looked down, it had turned red already. She got up and came up to the bed. She took off her t-shirt, and now she was standing near my face in her black bra.

She took it off and out popped her 38 sized big boobs. Oh god, they looked amazing. Her and mom’s boobs looked a lot similar. “You like them, don’t you? I bet you wanna squeeze them so hard right now,” she said as she squeezed them together, taunting me.

She then un-cuffed my hands. There were red marks all over despite the woolen linings on the cuffs. She turned me around and pulled my ass up as she positioned herself behind me. She pulled me back by the neck and choked me with her right elbow as she pushed the dick in my pussy.

She started fucking me rough from the back. “Ah, God fuck. Please stop,” I shouted as she kept on ramming my pussy and choking me. My face turned red due to a lack of oxygen. She let go of my neck and pushed me. I was on all fours now as she pulled my hair back. I held her hand as I tried to break free.

“Now you’ll know not to mess around with my husband and also with my sister (my mom). This should teach you a good lesson to control your lust and keep it in your pants, you slut,” she said as she hurled abuses and fucked the living shit out of me.

“Ah, fuck,” I shouted as I neared orgasm. She sensed it and stopped right on the verge of me cumming. I wanted to cum so bad I looked at her with a look as if to say, “Why did you stop?”

“This is a punishment for you, not another one of your sexual escapades,” she said as she pushed me on the bed again. She pulled the dildo out of my ass really hard. It hurt very badly at the same time, I felt relieved.

She put all her toys back in the dresser and dressed up again as I lay on the bed, trying to catch my breath. “Get up, get dressed, and come down to the parking lot in 5 minutes, or I’m leaving you here,” she said as she left the room and the house.

I got up with all the strength I had left and somehow managed to get dressed. The top had my saliva all over it, but I had to wear it. I barely managed to walk out of the house and to the parking lot. My ass and pussy hurt so bad I couldn’t remember the last time I had such excruciating pain.

I got in the car, and we drove back home. She parked in the driveway. As I was about to get out, she pulled my hand and looked dead straight into my eyes. “No-one can know about this. Not even your mom. And from now on, you better control yourself and behave accordingly,” sid my femdom BDSM inspired aunt.

She said as she let go of my hand. I went inside and straight to my room. I took off my clothes and stood in front of the mirror as I could see my pussy turned completely red as well as my ass. I took a long hot shower before I hit the bed naked and didn’t realize when I fell asleep.

So, guys, that’s it for this one. This was my first BDSM punishment experience, and it was a memorable one. Do tell me if you liked the story and give your valuable feedback. Stay tuned for the next part. Until then, stay safe. Goodbye!

Main ek bar fir meri sex kahanilekar apke samne hajir hu. Apko, matlab meri pyari ladies aunty bhabhiji ko, mera lund khada karke salam karta hu. Aur mere sare reader ko bhi shukriya karta hu. Jinko meri kahani pasand ati aur mujhe fir se motivation diya.

To main hu Yogu 27 saal ka single hu. Apko fir se ek nayi kahani batane ja raha hu. Main abhi Pune main ek MNC company mein job karta hu. Aur abhi sabko pata hai ki lockdown ki wajah se sabhi ko ghar mein hi work diya gaya hai.

Ye kahani meri aur mere hometown mein rahne wali ek bhabhi ki chudai ki hai. Sidha kahani par ata hu. Main pahlese hi us bhabhi ko bohut pasand karta tha jab se main unko janata hu. Aur unko hamesha ghurta rahata tha. Ye baat unko bhi pata thi. Woh bhi mujhe dekhakar muskurati.

Unka nam Geeta tha. Name change kiya hai. Unka badan mast tha ekdam bhara hua gadaraya. Khaskar unki badi badi bhari huye jange aur gaddedar gadarayi gand. Boobs bhi kafi bade the. Unka age 42 tha aur figure size 38-36-42 tha. Aab aap samajh gaye honge kya mast hot sexy item thi meri bhabhi.

Unke boobs bohut tight the. Aur bhare huye blouse ke upar se bhi unke khade hue nipples dekhai dete the. Jab bhi woh pallu sarkati. Aur ek bat yeh ki unka pet bohut mast tha. Bhara hua masal aur usmain katilana gahri nabhi. Jisko maine khub jeebh andar dalkar chata hai.

Lockdown ki wajah se sab kuch sunsaan rahata tha. Aur thoda lockdown khulne ke bad, main sham ko kheto mein ghumne jata tha. To unke ghar ke samne se gujarta tha aur unse bate karta tha. Aise hi unke husband dusre shahar mein atak gaye the. Aur unke gharwale sab unke purane ghar mein rahne lage the.

Us din maine unse pucha. “Bhabhiji aajkal mere taraf dhyan hi nahi deti ho. Jab aam matlab mango ka season tha. Tab aapne aam bhi nahi diye. Toh abhi apke aam ka swad kab lene ka moka dogi?”

Toh usne bhi bola,”Yogu aise koi baat nahi. Tujhe aam katkar khane wale pasand hai na. Magar abhi hamare paas bas chusne wale aam hi hai chaho to chusne aa jana.”

Main samajh gaya ishara aur bola,”Ha bhabhi aapke aam to bohut mast honge. Aur aajkal bohut mast huye honge unmain ras bhi bharpur bhara hoga na.Main apke aam chusne ke liye taras raha hu. Bolo ji kab dogi apke chusne wale aam mere ko.”

Toh maine unke bade bade boobs ko ghurte dekhakar bola. To bhabhi ne bhi idhar udhar dekhate apna pallu halkese hatake.

Bola ki aaj koi nahi hai ghar mein tum raat ko aa jana chusne ko.Mere aam kahakar halkese smile karte.Palu ke niche se nanga pet aur boobs ko dekhate, halkese dabate boli.

Aur ha Yogu ras to bohut bhara hua hai. Magar daba daba ke chusoge to sara ras pi paoge. Aur mast smile karte has padi. Main bhi ha bhabhiji aap ek bar dekh lo, ki kaise daba daba kar chusta hu aapke aam. Aap khud dekh lena kaise. Chus chus kar daba daba ke sara ras pita hu.

Aapke aamo mein se ap hamesha mere jaisa chusne wala kabhi apne dekha nahi hoga. Aur us raat ka khana khakar, mein bola ki mein hamare dusre ghar mein sone ka raha hu. Ab bhabhi ko call karte bola. Bhabhi main aa raha hu aam ko daba daba kar chusne kahkar.

Unke ghar gaya. Ab main jab andar gaya, tab main bhabhi ko dekhta hi rah gaya. Bhabhi abhi abhi nahakar bahar nikli thi, aur bus blouse aur petticoat pahne huyi thi.

Unki gadarayi badan ko dekhakar. Maine aahe bharte niharate unki jawani ka. Ankhose hi raspan karna shuru kiya. Jaise hi bhabhi boli, “Yogu dekh tere liye taza taza dookhar raha hai aam ko.” Aur apna boobs ko hichakate smile karte boli.

Maine bhi jhat se darwaza lock karte hi bola. “Bhabhi main bhi ab pura aam ka sara rus nichod nichod kar piunga.” Maine jhat se unko kaskar. Apni baho mein lekar unke gadaraye gand ko jor jor se. Masalana thapathapate huye. Unke galo par kiss karte.

Unke gale par mathe par kiss karte. Unke kano ko halkese chatate katane laga. Woh bhi mujhe jor jor se kiss karte. Mere ko apne bahon main jakad kar aab hamara lip smooch scene shuru hua. Main mast hokar unke najun mast hotho ko. Mere jeebh se chatate huye.

Halke halke unke muh mein mere jeebh ko andar ghusakar chatana shuru kiya. Woh bhi mere jeebh ko. Pura muh mein lekar chusne lagi. Main bhi aab pura muh kholakar unke muh main muh dalkar jordar smooch karne laga.

Hatho ke panjo se unke gand ke ek ek he par pahelwan ki tarha thapathapate marne laga. Dhap dhap mere har ek chamate ke sath bhabhi ki gand hichake khane lagi. Main unke bade bade boobs ko panjo mein masal raha tha.

Maine jat se unke bed par dhakela. Aur bhabhi ki garma garam sexy badan ko niharte. Maine unka petticot upar karte. Unke jango ko chatana shuru kiya. Kya mast gori gori bhari huyi masal gadarayi jange thi. Aur kya mahak aa rahi thi bhabhi ke nange badan ki.

Ahh, main jeebh se chatate upar upar jate blouse ko nikalte. Bade bade boobs ko panjo mein lekar masalate masalate. Nipples ko ungliyon main bichkar jor jor se masalane laga tha.

Bhabhi jor jor se aahe bharte kasamasane lagi. Jor jor se aahe aur unki saase chalne lagi. Maine kacha kach boobs ko panjo main lekar masalana shuru kiya. Aur ab main unke nange gori gori. Masal jango ko apne dato se love bites ke nishan karte katne laga.

Woh aur uttejit hokar apne pairo ko. Mere gale par ataka kar mujhe apni aur khichane lagi. Mere sar mein balo mein hath ghumate. Mere bal khichate bedpar tilmilane lagi.

Unke peticot ko nikalte. Unke jango ko thapathapate unki panty ko mere muh main lekar katate chatane laga. Unki chut ki lakeer ko halkese chabana shuru kiya. Woh aab job jor se aawaz nikalate siskiya lene lagi.

Apna panja kabhi bedpar, bedsheet par gadakar khichati. To kabhi mere bal khichane lagti. Unke kangan ki chan chan aawaz. Aur siskane ki aawaz. Kuch kuch badabada rahi thi.

Maine ab jhat se unke boobs ko mere muh mein lekar. Chuste huye gand ko dabate nipples ko. Dato se upar khichate nochana shuru kiya. Woh pagalo ki taraha. Mere neche chatapata rahi thi. Pani se nikli machali ki tarha.

Main unke woh bade bade boobs. Jitana ho sake, pura muh mein lekar chusne laga. Chabane laga love bite karne laga. Kabhi kabhi unke nabhi mein jeebh ghusakar chatata. Aur pet ke masal gole ko dato main pakadkar katata.  Gand dabochakat boobs par, gale par katane lagta halke halke se.

Aab woh kapde utarkar unko nanga kiya. Tab woh mujhe niche girakar. Mere upar baith kar, mere upar havi hona shuru kiya. Mano aab usne pura control apne main liya ho. Woh kisi bhuki sherni ki taraha mere par tut padi.

Aur mere lund ko jor jor se dabate, hilana shuru kiya. Aur mere muh mein apna muh dalkar jor jor se smooch karte. Mere badan par pura apna badan jhukakar. Lete lete ghisna shuru kiya. Main bhi unki saase, mere andar muh main lekar chusne laga.

Ab unki chut mere 6.2+ inch ke lund se ragadane lagi. Aur main bhi mere gand ko yaha vaha karte pura lund chut par ghisne lag gaya. Aab maine bhi smooch karte karte unke ghane balo ko khula kiya.

Ab unke woh ghane reshmi bal. Mere chehre pe fail kar. Ek alag sa nasha dene lage. Dosto mai ladies ko puchana chahta hu. Apko bal khule chodkar chudwane mein ada maza ata hai kya jarur batana.

Main bhi aab pura kutte ki tarha. Mere jeebh ko lapalapate huyi. Unke jeebh se aur muh mein dalkar chatane laga. Hamara smooch bohut lumba hua. Aur hamare badan thartharate huye. Ek dusre se ghisne lage. Mano bas aur kuch nahi chahiye. Aise hi ekdusre ke sath karte rahe hamesha.

Mujhe badan par badan ghisna bohut pasand hai. Aise gharshan se pyar ka ek alag hi nasha milta hai. Aap jarur try karke batana mujhe. Ab maine unki gadarayi gand ko thapathapate. Unke aakho main dekha.

Woh bohut uttejit hokar mere aakho mein dekhate boli, “Yogu kab se tere liye bekarar thi. Baby aaj moka mila hai. Aaj is lund ko kha jaungi.” Mujhe jor se gal par chata lagate. Ek shararati naughty smile karte. Mere muh par jhukakar. Apna boobs thus kar. Jor jor se hilane lagi.

Mano mere gal ko ek boobs se thapa thap, chate mar rahi ho. Masti mein aakar. Main bhi gand ko jor se masalane laga tha. To usne mere gal ko katate niche mere lund ko. Masalate masalate fir badan par badan ghisna shuru kiya.

Ab usne mere muh ke pas palat kar 69 position li. Aur mere lund ko hilate. Mere lund ki chamdi ko niche karte. Mera mast chocklety supade par jeebh se chatne lag gayi. Main mano pagalo ki tarha chatapatane laga.

Usne apne gadarayi jango mein. Mera sar lakar apne mast fuli huyi chut ko sunghana shuru kiya. Aur main bhi aab halkese. Uski chut ki lakeer par. Pura upar se niche halkese. Upar se hi chatakar usko tadapane laga. Aisa karne par usne mera sar. Jango main jakad kar puri chut. Muh par ragadana shuru kiya.

Mano sach mein woh mujh par. Hak jata rahi ho kisi maharani ki tarha. Mujhe hi chod rahi ho. Dosto mujhe aise aurate bohut pasand hai. Jo sex ke waqt sab bhulkar khulkar. Sex ka pura maja leti hai. Aur khud havi hoti hai apne partner par. Jo man main aye. Woh bina kisi sharam ke karti hai.

Ab mano maine jaise hi uski chut ki. Makhmali deewaro mein. Mere rasbhari jeebh ghusai. Uska pura badan main ek sirsiri ek romanch se bhari sihar ki laher doud gayi. Aur uska pura badan thartharate huye hilne laga.

Aur jaise hi maine meri jeebh puri nukili karke. Uske chut main andar dalkar gol gol ghumane laga. Mano woh pagalo ki tarha thartharate badan ko. mere badan par chatpatate huye. Jor se gand uthakar mere jeebh aur andar lene lagi.

Ab bhabhi mere upar 69 position. Main hi letakar mere muh main chut ko daba daba kar. Gand upar niche karte mere hi muh ko. Chodna shuru kiya. Aur usko itna maza aa raha tha. Bas woh kuch bina bole sune sirsirahat karte. Chut ko chatava rahi thi.

Aur ek alag hi duniya mein kho gayi aisa laga mujhe. Ladies ap bhabhi ki jagah imagination karke batana. Apko kaisa laga hota main aisa karta apke sath to.

Main pure jore se uski gand ko pakadkar. Mere muh par dabake rakha. Aur maine pura muh main. Unki chut bharkar chipakakar. Chut mein jor jor se. Makhamali deewaro ko chut ke. Andar ke har ek kone main. Jeebh lejakar fadafadate chatne laga.

Aisa karne se woh itni jada uttejit huyi thi ki woh jor se apne aap ko. Chudane ki koshish karne lagi. Magar main janta tha so gand ko aur kas ke jakda. Aur andar jeebh ghusake. Kutte ki traha fadfadane laga. Jeebh se chut ke andar thapathapate chusne laga.

Sach kahu uski jagah agar aap ladies hoti. To batana kaisa feel karti aap. Mere aise karne par. Bhabhi itni chatpatate huye itni uttejit huyi. Ki pura badan hilne laga. Unka thartharane laga.

Aur achanak bhabhi ki chut ka bandh fut pada. Aur bhabhi ka badan jhatke khane lag gaya. Aur pura chut ka kamras.Mere muh main chodna shuru kiya. Aab woh thartharate chut ki deewar fadafadate. Pura pani chod di. Uske badan main mano jaise. Thartharate kanpan aur romanch se bhari.

Tharatharahat ki lahre doudne lagi thi aur mujhe apne niche jakad kar aisa kamras ka pani choda ki bas pucho mat. Aur ab woh pura badan dhila chodkar. Waise hi mere upar ghhmakar leti rahi. Main unke kano ko halkese. Chatate karate huye usko jor se.

Meri baho main pakadkar. Gand ko sahalate uske niche pada tha.Usko mast smooch kar raha tha. Usko mani jaise jannat ka maza mila ho. Aisa feel karte. Woh meri aankho main sukun bhari saase lete mere ko mano shukariya ada kar rahi ho aisa laga mujhe.

Ab maine bhi usko smooch karte karte. Gand main ungli se kuredate. Aab usne bhi mere lund ko. Pura masal kar ragad kar sahalake pura khada kiya tha. Aab woh aise hi mere upar baithakar mujhe niche liya aur apni rasabhari fuli huyi chut ko. Lund par lagake set karte lund par baithakar. Pura gand ko daba diya.

Mera lund chut ki pani se sarasarate huye. Adha andar gaya. To usne vaise hi adha lund dalwake. Gand uthake 6-7 bar lund adha andar lekar. Chut khuli karavayi. Aur aab mere panjo mein panjo dalkar. Pura lund andar samakar gand ko waise hi rakhakar. Mere upar baith gayi.

Aab main bhi uske mast hilte huye. Bade bade boobs ko dabane laga. Nipples ko ungliyon ke beech lekar. Jor se khichane laga. Uski aah nikal jati aur woh aur bhi uttejit hokar. Aab mere upar jhukakar. Aab ek sath gand utha utha kar.

Mano raftaar se upar niche karte. Mujhapar kudne lagi. Gand ki mere par hote praharonki. Thap thap aahh ahh ohh sii. Aahh pach pach. Chut mein lund andar bahar hote huyi. Pach pach ki aawaaz gunjne lagi. Hafte huye mujhe chodna shuru kiya. Main bhi niche se gada gad gand utha utha kar.

Usko niche se sath de raha tha. Aab aisehi chodte mendhak ki tarha. Kudte aavesh main jor jor se. Awaz nikalte. Badbadane lagi.

“Kab se tere sath. Chudai karne ka man tha. Aaj jakar manokamna puri huyi. Aaj se roj tera lund khaungi.” Aab kabhi apni gand ko gol gol ghumati. To kabhi mere upar letakar chodne lagti.

Ab maine bhi usko waise hi baho mein bhar kar. Mere left side mein. One side missionary pose main lakar. Uske muh main muh dalkar. Ek hath se uska left gand ka kulha dabochate.

Uska right pair mere dono pairo ke niche. Aur maine mera right pair unke tango ke beech mein dalkar. Aab unke aankho main dekhate. Sata sat lund pura chut main andar tak dalkar. Supade tak bahar nikalte. Andar bahar karna chalu kiya.

Hamare badan ki gharshan se aur gand pe laga rahe. Mere thapathapahat ki. Chan chan kangano ki aawaz. Pure kamre main gunjane lagi. Aab lagatar kuch rafatar ke dhakko ke sath.

Aab hum dono bhi charam sima par aagaye the. To hamne ekdusre ko jor se jakadte. Aab hamara pani eksath chodna suru kiya. Hamare badan thartharate huye. Is kamuk chudai ka bayan ek dusre ko de rahe ho. Aisa lagne laga. Aab hum dono aisehi. Nange lete rahe.

To kaise lagi hamari kahani jarur batana. Aur agar kisi ladies aunty bhabhi ya koi bhi girl ko. Secret chat ya friendship karni ho. To mujhe mere email id par mail. Ya message karna mera email id hai [email protected] aur [email protected]. Ap google hangout par bhi message kar sakti ho.

Hello doston, aaj main aapko batane jaa rahi hun mere goan main chalti aa rahi pehli chudaai ka riwaaz.

Mere baare main, mera naam Shruti hai, aur mera figure 36-32- 38 hai. Mere bade-bade boobs, aur pink nipples kisi ko bhi bechain kar sakte hai. Meri chut itni chikni, aur tight hai ki do ungliya andar jaate hee tight hojati hai. Main ab 23 saal ki shadishuda aurat hoon jise sex bahut pasand hai.

Main har roz apne pati se chut, aur gand marwati hun. Yeh kahani meri pehli chudaai ki hai jo tab ki gayi thi jab main 18 saal ki thi. Aisi chudai jo main aaj tak phirse nahi kar paayi. Toh apna lund aur chut pakad ke tayaar ho jayiye.

Mere pati aur mujhe chudai ka bahut shok hai, aur apke lund aur chut ka intezaar rahega. Toh humare gaon main har ladki jaise hee 18 ki hoti hai uski pehli chudai gaon ka sabse badiya mard karta hai.

Har saal ki shurwaat main, alag-alag pratispardha se sabse badiya mard chuna jata hai. Unhe unke lund ki motai, chodai, lambai, chodne ki kala, aur aurat ko lund ke nachwane ki kala pe judge kiya jata hai.

Iss karan goan ka har ladka jo 18 ka hota hai, iss pratispardha ki ache se tayaari karta hai, isiliye hamare ladke chudai main bahut hee ache ho jate hai.

Jeetne wala mard phir uss saal ke liye goan ki nayi chut, nayi naveli dulhan, vidva aurto, aur talaak hui aurto ki chut pe raaj karta hai.

Iss mard ko gaon ka kaamdev kaha jaata hai, par kaamdev kaun hai yeh kisi bhi ladki ko nahi bataya jaata tha. Aisa isiliye tha taaki har ladki kaamdev ke paas chudai karwane naa pahuch jaye, aur kaamdev bhi apne laude ka galat istemaal na kare.

Hamare gaon main kaamdev key liye ek jhopdi alag se banayi jaati hai. Har raat uss jhopdi main se bahut shor aata hai, aur aaye bhi kyun na wahi ek aise jhopdi hai jahan se chudai ka shor aana sahi mana jata hai.

Baaki saari jhopdi se chudai ka shor aana aparaadh tha. Agar koi gaon main chudai kartee pakada jaata tha toh ladki ko ladke ke saamne kaamdev shrudh karte the.

Yeh goan ki sabse dardnaak saza hoti thi, aur poore 9 ghante chalti thi.

Mujhe aaj bhi yaad hai jab meri didi 18 saal ki hui thi, poore gaon meri didi ki cheekho se gunj utha tha, iss riwaaz ke baad meri didi ki shadi kara di gayi thi, aur unhe dusre gaon bhej diya gaya tha.

Mere 18 saal ka hone main sirf kuch hee din bache the, aur mujhe bahut dar lag raha tha, par main yeh jaanane ke liye bhi utsuk thi ki aakhir andar aisa kya hota tha.

Khair woh din aa hee gaya. Mera janamdin kal tha, aur suryast ho chuka tha. Riwaaz raat 11 baje shuru hota tha, aur subah 6 baje tak chalta tha.

Abhi 7 baj rahe the. Meri maa mere paas aayi, aur unhone mujhse kaha,”Dekh Shruti aaj raat tu badi ho jayegi, yaad rakhio, jo bhi karne ko kaha jaye woh kario.”

“Tujhe aaj zindagi ka ek naya sukh prapt hoga, aur apne pati ko khush karna bhi sikhaya jayega. Jaisa Kaamdev kahe waise hee karna aur unki har baat manana.”

Maine haan main sir hila diya. Maa ne phir mere saare kapde utar diye, mujhe nehlaya gaya, aur meri alag-alag tel se maalish ki gayi.

Mere sharir ke saare baal hata diye gaye, aur mujhe bahut saara khana khilaya gaya. Khana khilaya kyunki agle 7 ghante mere saath bahut kuch hone wala tha.

Ab raat ke 10:30 baj chuke, mujhe bina kapdo ke hee ghar se bahar mandir ki taraf le jaya gaya. Wahan pandit jee ne mujhe prasad main ek goli di, jisse khane ke kuch hee der baad mujhe apni tangon ke beech ajeeb sa lagne laga.

Meri nipples ek dum tight ho gayi thi, aur main ek dum se bahut horny feel karne lagi. Yeh sab mere liye bahut naya tha, aur mujhe bahut maza aa raha tha.

Mandir ke ek dum saamne gaon ke dusre kinaare chudai ki jhopdi mera intezaar kar rahi thi. Jhopdi ke bahar mere pita khade the, aur mujhe ab jhopdi ki taraf maa ne chalwaana shuru kara.

Mera dil bahut zoro se dhadak raha tha. Goan ke saare ladko ko raasta banye khada kiya gaya tha, aur woh sab mujhe ghur ke dekh rahe the. Mujhe sharam aur maza dono aa rahe the.

Main jhopdi ke darwaze se pahunchi toh pita ji ne mujhse kaha,”Mujhe naaz hai ki aaj tum itni badi hogayi ho, kaamdevta tumhe shakti de, aur tum hamesha khush raho.”

Phir meri maa mujhe jhopdi ke andar le gayi. Wahan ek bistaar pada tha, jahan kaamdev ulta khade the, aur mujhe sirf unki peeth dikh rahi thi. Unhone ne dheere se mujhe wahan letane ko kaha.

Main wahan leti thi, meri maa unke paas gayi, aur neeche baith gayi. Maa ne dheere-dheere unka lund chusna shuru kardiya, aur unka lund tan ke bada ho raha tha.

Unhone meri maa ke muh ko khub jamkar choda, aur unke muh main apna ras nikala. Maa uthi aur unse kaha,” Hey kaamdev aap meri beti ko uss sukh se milwa de jiss sukh ke liye har aurat tadapti hai.”

“Aap apne issi lund se meri beti ki kunwari chut ka abhishek kare aur isse aurat hone ka ashirwad de. Umeed hai yeh aapke saath pura sayog karegi aur aapko anand degi.”

Maa ke muh se aise shabd sunn ke main ek dum hairan toh thi, par in shabdo ne meri utejna bada di thi. Maa phir mere pass aayi, aur meri chut ko 7 baar chata.

Aur uspe bahut saara thukte hue kaha ,”Yeh ab aapki sampatti hai dev, isse apna ashirwaad dijiye.” Yeh keh ke maa wahan se chali gayi.

Ab main aur kaamdev ek saath ek dum akele the agle 7 ghanto ke liye. Main bahut uttejit thi, aur meri chut se paani nikle jaa raha tha. Mere boobs bhar ke bahut bade hogaye the.

Tabhi kaamdev palte, aur unhe dekh ke mere hosh udd gaye.

To be continued.

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