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Hey everyone! I am back again with a new part where my fantasy dream became reality. You people are amazing. I thank you all for sharing the positive feedback. This time story will be a bit lengthy.

Let me introduce myself. I’m Akhil Bisla, my age is 26, and my dick size is 6″ inch, which can satisfy any female.

Just a recap, we did another session of phone sex. Then she went shopping with Gayatri, and I got busy with household work. So I was chilling on the couch, sitting nude. And then my phone buzzed. It was her.

She: Hi!

Me: Hello baby, done with shopping?

She: Yup! Just arrived home. What’s going on?

Me: Just chilling on the couch. What did you get for yourself?

She: Some undergarments.

Me: Which one?

She: Lacy bras and thongs.

Me: Nice! I would like to see them.

She: No, baby.

Me: Why?

She: I’m not going to show them right now, but later for sure. I’m not a bad girl.

Me: But I want you to be bad. Be bad just this once, bitch.

She: Ok, apart from undergarments, what else you want to see?

Me: Show me your navel.

She sent an image.

She: I’m here, baby. Here to please you in whatever way you want.

Me: I want you to touch me.

She: Touch your shoulders?

Me: Lower.

She: Thighs?

Me: Higher.

She: Grasp your member. It’s already hard. My mouth waters as I brush my fingertips up and down.

Me: Do more than touch it.

She: I place my tongue on your tip and lick softly.

Me: Open it wide.

She: Oh, someone’s bossy today. I open my mouth and lick my lips.

Me: Hot! But what’s even hotter is me grabbing the nape of your neck and force myself deep inside you. You don’t gag even once.

She: No, I’m too experienced for that. But I am happy to please you in whatever way possible.

Me: Hmm…I guess I can live with that for now.

She: You’ll have to let me make it up to you.

Me: How?

She: Well… I’ll start with my mouth.

Me: Go on.

She: I push you, and you fall on the plush bed.

Me: This is one hot apology

She: And it’s only going to get hotter. I crawl on top of you and spread my legs. I pull down your boxers, take your stiff member into my hand and push my hand up and down.

Me: I am wearing nothing. I lean my head back and moan. Watching your small hands work my large shaft is erotic.

She: I lean down and look into your eyes as my tongue licks the tip. I blow cool air and smile as you harden even more.

Me: Such a tease!

She: oh, you’d prefer the full experience? I keep my eyes on yours as I open my mouth and take you inside. I twirl my tongue and suck. It makes you moan and thrust your hips.

Me: I want to be inside you.

She: You are.

Me: I mean the other way.

She: I release you and run my hands up your body, letting my fingertips brush your abs.

Me: I grasp your hips and pull you, so you’re in line with me. Then I let you go, and you mount me.

She: I moan at the fullness and begin rocking. You thrust into me, filling me with each flex of your hips. I throw my head back, letting my hair drape down my naked back.

Me: I grasp your breasts in my hands and pinch each time you grind against me. My rough palms brush your nipples.

She: I moan in pleasure and sneak my hand down to rub my sensitive spot. The sensations mixed with your dirty words make my pulse. I pant as I rub even faster against you.

Me: I get there.

She: At your order, I cry out my peak. It sends shockwaves of pleasure in me, which draws you to your own climax.

Me: I grin breathlessly as you lie on top of me.

She: Good round?

Me: The best.

She: But…

Me: But what?

She: I want to take this to the next level.

Me: How?

There was no response from her side for the next 5 minutes. I tried calling her, but she didn’t answer. I thought someone arrived at her home, so she left in between.

After 15 minutes I heard a knock on the door. Fuck! I was still nude and sitting on the couch. I started looking for my clothes and then again heard a knock. Luckily I found my clothes, wore them quickly and opened the door. It was her. My bitch was standing in front of me, wearing shorts and a top.

She: What’s up, baby?

Me: Why the fuck you didn’t inform me that you are coming to my home?

She: What would have happened if I had told you?

Me: I just don’t have to look for my clothes. I would have opened the door without any clothes on the body.

She: Chill! Won’t you ask me to come in?

I pulled her and closed the door, and kissed her. We kissed for 5 minutes and then parted.

She: So what were you doing when I was in the mall?

Me: Just watching Netflix.

We both sat on the couch, and she kept her legs in my lap. And I started caressing them. My hand was exploring her bare thighs. I was getting hard on again. I asked if she wants to drink something.

She: Any beverage.

So I got 2 beers. We were sipping and getting relaxed. Suddenly she sipped beer and came closer to me, and sat in my lap. She started kissing me and poured the beer from her mouth to mine. We kissed passionately each other. She took off my clothes. I was kissing her neck, and she was moaning slightly

I took off her top and shorts. She was in those undergarments she bought from the mall. I made her lay down and came over her and kissed her again. She wrapped her legs. I opened her bra hook, and she was in just panty. She stood up and knee down.

She grabbed my dick and started blowing it. She was pro. And I closed my eyes and started feeling the warmth. She was stroking very nicely. I pushed her head so that she can take it inside maximum. I was choking her in between while she was sucking my dick.

After 20 minutes of blowjob, I discharged, and she drank my cum, without wasting any single drop. I made her stand up and started kissing her belly. I was digging deep in her navel. And she was moaning.

I removed her panty and saw her dripping pussy. The juice was flowing from her hole. She lay down, and I started sucking her boobs and down there. I inserted my fingers in her pussy. I shifted down to her navel and kissed around waist areas. The room was filled with her moans.

I reached her most amazing body part. I inserted my tongue in her pussy, as deeper as I could. She let out a huge moaning sound. She grabbed my head pushed me inside. The taste of her juice was so hot, and I thought I can do this all day.

I really love sucking pussy. This means if a girl asks me to lick her pussy, I won’t stop, even if she asks. I was lost in the aroma, and she was moaning and moaning. Her sounds were increasing. I knew she was about to reach orgasm.

I quickly grabbed her boobs and encircled the areola. Down there, I was still doing my favorite thing. I slapped her boobs and made them red. I increased my speed of licking.

Within the next 5 minutes, she exploded the juice on my face, she finally squirted her liquid. She quickly stood up and kissed me. She held my dick.

She: Today, I won’t go back without taking your dick inside me. I want this fucking dick in my pussy.

Me: Sure, bitch! This won’t be easy for you today.

To be continued.

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My name is Anamika. I am from Kerala. About me, I am 5’8”, slim, fair, curvy, and have long hair. My body started developing from a very young age, and this is the story of how I was deflowered. I am 24 now and 36-27-35 with D cups.

I met him for the first time when I was 18 years old. He moved into the opposite apartment, along with his family. He was tall, with salt and pepper hair, and in his early 40’s. I felt an attraction towards my hot next-door neighbor, and I couldn’t define it.

Every day in the morning, I used to meet him in the lift. He used to smile, and my heart missed a beat. I stayed with my parents and elder brother. My parents are doctors and used to work late. The maid used to cook food and leave once I get back from classes.

One day, there was a power failure in our building, and the backup did not work. I kept the front door open, and my neighbor was standing there. He smiled. I smiled back.

“I am Ajay. What is your name?”

“Anamika.”

“So, you are nameless,” and he laughed.

I smiled, “No. My name is Anamika.”

“That’s a nice name.”

“Hmmm.”

“I guess you are scared to be in the dark alone.” He smiled and closed his apartment, and got into mine. He switched on his mobile light, went to the sofa, and sat down. “Come and sit, Anamika. We can get to know each other and pass some time till the power gets back.”

I was awestruck that he wanted to talk to me. I sat opposite him, and he switched the light off. He asked about my studies. He said that he lives with his wife and 5-year old son.

His wife used to take their son with her in the afternoon and drops him at her mother’s place. She picks him back at night when she gets back from work.

When the power came back, he said, “So, I will see you the next time the power goes.” He left.

I couldn’t get him out of my mind for several days. Then one day, my parents invited him and his family for dinner. He gave me a book as a gift. After few months, I saw him again in the evening, and he came over to speak to me.

“So, are you afraid of the dark today also?” he asked.

“Hehehehehe. No. I am not afraid.”

“So, you don’t want me to come and sit with you?”

“You can come and sit here anytime you want.”

“Oh, is it. Then let’s sit and talk.”

He came in and closed the door when I got in.

He sat on the sofa and asked me to sit with him. I felt his hand on my shoulder. I didn’t think much about it. After some time, his hands were on my back, rubbing slightly. All the while, he was discussing my studies.

“Do you like being hugged?” he asked immediately.

I was shocked but replied, “Yes.”

“Can I hug you once?”

I didn’t know what to say. I had never felt this sort of feeling before. I was hesitant but wanted him to hug me as well.

“If you are scared, then no need to hug.” He said.

“I don’t know. Maybe…”

There was a twinkle in his eyes, and he smiled. He pulled me to him and hugged me slightly. When I didn’t object, he hugged me tightly. He kept rubbing his chest on mine. It felt really strange. When he released me from his grip, he was flustered and sweating. I felt a weird sensation but kept quiet.

“Anamika, did you like the hug?”

I nodded.

“Can I hug you whenever I see you?”

I nodded.

He smiled and said, “You are sweet, Anamika. I like you.”

I blushed.

After that, he used to visit often when I get back from classes. He used to hug me often and keep rubbing his chest on mine. Once, he asked if he can give me a kiss. That day, he kissed me on my cheeks. After few days, the kisses on my cheeks moved to my lips. Whenever he visited, my nipples used to harden.

After few weeks of daily hugs and kisses, when I saw him again, he asked me for something more than a kiss.

“Anamika, do you like me?”

“Yes.”

“How much?”

“So much.”

“So, if I ask you something, will you allow?”

“What?” I asked.

“Can I touch your boobs?”

I was shocked. I moved my head to the sides, saying no. He smiled and came near me and hugged me. His chest was rubbing mine. I felt my small nipples hardening, as always. And then his hands were on my breasts, cupping them. His thumb was moving, and it touched my nipples.

I felt a current pass through my body. With his index finger and thumb, he pinched both my nipples. Unknowingly, without even understanding what was happening, I moaned.

“Aaaaahhh.”

“Yes, Anamika. Yes.” His fingers were pinching my nipples, and as I moaned again, he kissed my lips.

After some time, he moved away from me. My t-shirt was all ruffled. The twinkle in his eyes was gone. It was replaced by something I couldn’t understand. He moved to me again.

I thought he was going to hug me again. But he caught my t-shirt and pulled it up. I was shocked. His hands were on my breasts by then, over the bra.

“Oh, such cute boobies. Can I see them, Anamika?”

“No. Ajay.”

“Come on, Anu, I have touched it. Now, let me see it.”

He pulled my bra up and sucked in air through his mouth.

“You have awesome boobs at this age, Anu. Has anyone touched it yet?”

“N-noo…”

“Hmm. I guessed that. Mmm…milky white… brown nipples… just the way I like it.”

His head moved closer to my chest. He rubbed my left nipple on his lips. He looked into my eyes and licked my nipples. Something hit all of my senses, and I closed my eyes. He laughed and sucked my nipples. His other hand was pinching and groping my right boobs.

He pushed me on the sofa and kept sucking my nipples. I felt him pushing his waist on mine and felt something hard. After sucking my nipples for a long time, he got up suddenly and went to the restroom. When he returned after ten minutes, he smiled at me lying on the sofa.

“You made me a happy man today, Anamika. I know when the time comes, you and….” His hands touched my body from boobs down to my navel and down to my legs, “… your body will make me happier than today.”

He kissed me. Pinched my nipples and sucked them once more, and told me to get dressed before my parents got back.

This continued for several months. He often made me topless, enjoy my boobs, and then run to the restroom after that. I felt frustrated when he left. But didn’t understand why. I really wanted him to do more. But he never did.

One day, I decided to ask him. When he was sucking my nipples on that day, I asked him why he doesn’t touch anywhere else. He looked at my flustered face and laughed. “Oh, baby. I do want more. But the timing is not correct.”

“I think you don’t like me like that,” I felt sad.

He caught my hand and placed it on his crotch. I felt something like an iron vibrating. “I have liked you like that for more than a year, Anu. But, we will have to wait for the right time. I will make you a woman soon, baby. My woman. You will be writhing in pain and pleasure soon.”

I was not satisfied with that reply.

He smiled and said, “Ok, I will give you a bonus today.” Saying that, he slid his hand inside my skirt and touched my panty. I froze.

“Oh baby, you are wet. Sorry, darling, for ignoring you this long.” His fingers pulled my panty aside and touched my pussy for the first time, and I moaned.

“Quietly, Anu, we don’t want anyone to hear.” He rubbed there and said, “Baby, your clit is hard. I am sorry for neglecting it for so long. I never knew you were this aroused. Do you finger yourself, Anu?”

I nodded.

“Hmmm, no wonder. Do you think of me when you finger, Anu?”

I nodded.

“Do you cum then, baby?”

“Cum?”

“Yes, love. Do you reach climax?”

“What is that?”

“Ah baby, I was making you so horny then with all the kisses and sucking. But you never came. So sorry, baby. You will get your climax today, my love.”

His middle finger entered into my pussy, and I moaned more. It felt better than my finger going in.

“Ah, you are so hot inside. So moist. So hot.”

His finger moved inside, and I was hooked. He looked into my eyes. His left hand started squeezing my boob and pinching my nipples. And his right hand was between my legs with his finger going in and out of me.

His thumb kept rubbing my clit. I felt like I wanted to pee. I felt something building inside me.

“Yes. Yes, that’s it. Yes, baby. Cum for me. Cum for your Ajay. Let it all out. Show me how horny you are. Cum baby.”

I felt something between my legs, and I moaned out loudly. I had my first mind-shattering orgasm. When I opened my eyes, he was standing in front of me panting.

“Anu, you woke up the devil inside me.” He unzipped his pants. He took out his cock, and it looked like a huge banana.

“Look what you have done to me.” He kept on stroking it. “I can’t wait to push this deep inside you, baby.” He looked at my face and then my body for some time. “But we can’t do it today. You are still too young for that.”

I could see that he was struggling. I looked at his face and then at his raging cock. I felt a need to touch it. I reached out and touched his cockhead.

“Ah, fucking hell,” He screamed. He tried to remove my hands. But I touched it again. It felt so hard and was pulsating. I held it in both hands. He looked at me with lust. “Kiss it, Anu.”

I kissed the tip, and I felt his hand on the back of my head. “Open your mouth,” he grunted. I opened my mouth, and he pushed his cock in my mouth. I couldn’t breathe. He stroked it a few times.

I felt tears in my eyes. He looked really maniacal. Then he looked into my face, then pulled his cock out and pushed me on the sofa.

“Baby, I so wanna fuck the hell out of you now. But that will not be a wise choice. So, remove your skirt and lay back nude. Lemme see this hot bod and jack off.”

I did as told, and he started stroking his cock. After some time, he froze, and his face contorted. He let out a scream, and his cock started spewing cum on my chest.

He laid on top of me and said, “You made me a fucking horny teenager today, Anu.”

Don’t know why, but I felt very happy when I heard that. We bathed together that day. He kissed my body more, played with my pussy, and made me cum again. This continued, and I used to willingly undress for him. I used to allow him to play with my body, and he turned me well.

On my 19th birthday, there was a party at home and he and his family were invited. He came alone for the party. He said that his wife and kid were at his in-laws’ place as his mom-in-law was not well. I was seeing him after a long time. He wished me, and his handshake sent a chill to my pussy.

By 11, most people started leaving. He came to me. “So, my Anu is going to be an adult today.”

“Hahaha. I became an adult last year when I turned 18, Ajay,” I smiled.

“Hmm. Is that so? But that was an innocent adult.”

“What?”

“Oh, Anu! Don’t be so naïve. After all that we have done together, today will be the grand entrance performance.” I looked around for my parents.

“What do you mean, Ajay?”

“Don’t you want to take advantage of the situation and get deflowered?” he smirked.

I understood what he was meaning. I smiled shyly but said, “What situation?”

“Hmmm. You very well understood what I said, my sly horny girl. I will be all alone at my place tonight. Enough time for us.” He smiled and then gave me his hand again to shake. When I caught his hand, I felt a small paper roll in it. He eyed me to take it.

“Keep that in your pocket.” He looked around and wished me a happy birthday again. Then he whispered, “Once everyone sleeps, eat what I gave you now in the paper roll and come to my apartment. The doors will be open.”

I looked shocked. And he went out the door without saying anything else.

I didn’t know what to do. By 12, my parents were getting ready to sleep. I looked at the paper roll and found two white tablets. ‘Eat both’ was written on the paper. I ate them. But my nerves were on edge.

By 1, everyone was asleep. I unlocked the front door with my key and locked it back again. I tried his door, and it was open. When I got in, he was sitting on the sofa. He smiled at me and said to close and bolt the door. When I did that, he laughed a little.

“I didn’t know you were this ready to lose your flower baby. I thought you might get scared and say no, and I would have had to come tomorrow evening and coax you again. But it’s good you came tonight. Because we will have enough time to open you, in every sense, Anamika.”

“I was scared. But I don’t know what made me come.”

“Hmmm. I know what made you come here tonight, baby,” He walked towards me. Took his hands and caught my pussy over my dress. “This made you come here.”

I moaned when he pressed it hard.

“Undress for me, Anu. Show me your lovely body.”

I didn’t hesitate. I pulled my dress over my head. Unhooked my bra. Pulled down my panty, and I stood naked in front of him.

“Baby, you have given me the pleasure of your boobs a lot many times. But tonight, I am going to teach you how to please a man. I will make you a slut by morning, Anamika.” He picked me up and took me to the guest bedroom, and laid me on the bed. He looked at me again.

“Did you eat the pills, honey?”

“Yes.”

“Oh, yes.” He untied his robe, and his cock jumped out and was pointed at me. He came over to me and kissed my boobs. His fingers explored my pussy. “Wow, you are wet already, baby. Ohh… you are a slut!”

His fingers went in and started playing. He increased his speed. I felt I would cum soon. He fingered me faster and said, “Tell me when you are about to come.”

“Yes. Oh, Ajay. Yes,” I was enjoying it. I felt I was about to cum.

Ajay pushed my legs wide. He fingered harder.

“Ajay, I am cumming,” I was in the throes of the orgasm when I felt something pushing at my pussy lips. He caught my leg and pushed his cock head inside my pussy. I was wet and cumming that his head pushed in easily.

I felt stuffed there. I gasped, and he closed my mouth. “This next push is going to hurt, Anu. But, bear with me. I promise you that you will enjoy the next time. I am going to open your pleasure gates. Bear with me now.”

He closed my mouth and pushed harder. I felt something tearing my pussy and screamed and pushed him. But he was so strong. He smiled at me. “You have a tight cunt. It’s squeezing me tight.”

I felt tears flowing. I just wanted him to take it out. He pulled out, and I breathed a bit and screamed again when he slammed more in.

“Just one more time, my baby, it will be fully in then. Just bear once more.” Saying that, he pulled out a bit and banged back in. I felt like a knife sliced me there. It pained badly. I cursed myself for coming to him. He then moved slightly in me.

“It’s all in, baby. You are the first girl to take it all in. You were born to be a slut, Anu.” He smiled at me and removed his hands from my mouth.

“Don’t cry, baby. This little pain is the path to pleasure,” He started moving inside me. He grabbed my boobs and started ramming me hard. I felt the pain still. I couldn’t enjoy anything. His movements speeded up. I could see he was enjoying it.

“Oh, you are the tightest cunt I ever enjoyed, baby. You are gonna make me cum soon.”

He increased speed, and my pain lessened a bit. But there was no pleasure. He grunted, and his face contorted like every time he cums. He moaned. “I am cumming, Anu. You are my woman, baby,” I felt something shoot inside me. It scared me a lot.

He fell on top of me, panting. “Oh, baby, I just took your virginity, your lovely flower. I have never got such pleasure before. You are a divine angel, sweetheart.”

After some time, he looked at my worried face. “What happened, sweety? I know you didn’t cum now. Nor enjoyed much. First times are always like that.”

“Am I pregnant now?” was all I asked.

He laughed out loud. “No, honey. That’s why I gave you the pills. You won’t get pregnant.”

I breathed in relief.

“Does it pain much, Anu?”

“Yes. But less now.”

“First time is always like that, baby. Don’t worry.”

“Did you…” I hesitated.

“Yes?”

“Did you enjoy it?”

He laughed, “Oh, my sweet baby. I enjoyed it a lot, more than with anyone. You gave me the ultimate pleasure. You are a sex goddess, and you don’t even know that.”

I smiled, “I am happy you enjoyed it.”

“You will enjoy it, too, baby. You will enjoy womanhood too. Today itself, baby. Lemme rest for some time. I will make you cum hard.”

I shivered thinking about that. He kissed me. He played with my boobs, and my nipples hardened. He looked at me and smiled. He picked me up and took me to the washroom. We bathed together, and he washed the blood from my thighs and pussy.

After we were clean, he dried us with a towel. He pulled the sheets off and put them in the washing machine. He came back with new sheets. Then he laid me on top of them again and kissed me again. He played with my boobs again and pushed a finger in my pussy.

He fingered me deeply. I felt horny. My pussy was sore, but his fingers massaged me inside. I moaned.

“This is your G-spot, baby,” And he rubbed there.

“Aah, yes, Ajay.”

“Yes, feel it. Your moans are arousing me again. Yes, make me hard, baby.”

I was aroused. I wanted him to do things to me. I wanted his finger in my pussy. I wanted him to move it in and out of me. He looked into my eyes. “What do you want, Anu? Tell me.”

“I… I want. Aahhhh. I want…”

“Yes, baby. What do you want?”

“I want you…”

“Yes. I am here; I am yours. What do you want me to do?”

“I want…”

“Yes, Anu. Tell me. Do you want me to fuck you? Tell me, baby, do you want me to fuck your cunt with my cock?”

“Yes, fuck me, please.”

He jumped on top of me. “Yes, baby, I love it when you ask for it. I will fuck you to oblivion.”

My legs were thrown wide. His cock pushed at my sore pussy again. I readied myself to feel the pain again. He pushed in. But, it did not pain like the last time. There was a dull pain, but not as severe as last time. He pulled out and pushed in again.

“Oh, your cunt is tight, Anu.” He pushed in till I was fully stuffed. “Now, get ready for the ride, baby.” And he started ramming me. There was no much pain. Slowly the friction started getting to me. I started feeling pleasure.

“Yes, Ajay, fuck me,” when I yelled that, I saw fire in his eyes, and he started banging the hell out of me. My nipples were being pinched and pulled by both his hands.

He fucked me harder than last time. It was like a piston moving in and out.

“Yes, baby, let me take you to heaven.”

I lost my senses. When I woke up, I couldn’t see Ajay on me. I felt something on my pussy and looked down. Ajay was eating my pussy. I moaned. He looked up. “Did you enjoy Anu?”

“Mmmm…”

“Tell me, slut.”

“Yes…”

“Will you open your legs for me always?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, Anu. You are my fuck toy, love.”

And he tongued me again. I went home around 6 in the morning and slept like a log. Ajay used me often after that, continuously for a year. Then his wife delivered a baby and left her job. So our sexcapades got lesser.

Even when I found a boyfriend, Ajay’s demand was that I should let Ajay fuck me at least once a month without anyone knowing. He taught me everything. He made me his bitch.

This story about how a young girl lost her virginity to her married neighbor is a pure work of fiction. If you liked my story, do comment at [email protected].

Hello everyone, hope you all are doing well. I am Sahil and I am new here. This is my first story, and I’ve actually been asked to post this one so here I am!

I have been reading ISS for years now, and never thought about writing here until now. Before getting into the story, I’d give a small intro about myself.

I am from Mumbai, 21years old. I am 5’11” and I love working out and maintaining a nice body. I am not a playboy sort of figure, but I am very good at speaking, so I can definitely link up with people. This has helped me over the years (with girls as well).

This incident took place a month back, but it all began about 6-7 months earlier. I was scrolling through ISS on a weekend, and I came across a fascinating story title and description. That piqued my curiosity and I went on and read the story.

It was amazingly well written by a female writer, and it was actually her first story as well. Let’s call this mysterious woman ‘Anjali’ (name changed for privacy).

I was really impressed, and although I don’t normally text/get in touch with a lot of writers, I dropped her a mail on her ID and gave my feedback about how amazingly well written the story was.

I wasn’t expecting a quick response, so I had no expectations. But she actually replied within 10 minutes with “Thank you.” I thought that was it and moved on.

Then, I got another mail from her, later that day with her hangouts ID. She asked if I wanted to get in touch? I agreed and then we started talking on Hangouts.

Anjali seemed like a really sweet, yet naughty girl who also lived in Mumbai, apparently very close to where I live which I found out later. We talked until 3 am that day and we both had an amazing time.

This went on for quite a while and we both loved talking to each other. We shared our pictures and God, she was beautiful and so damn hot! The first time I saw her picture, my dick got hard. I shall not lie. Anjali looked really beautiful with an amazing body.

Her boobs were just perfectly round and juicy and her ass.. Oh! What can I say? Anjali had the perfect ass! Round, big, and one that you’d love to spank all day!

I told her she looked really hot, and she loved the compliment.

After a couple of months, we started talking a little more about personal stuff. We talked about our sex life, our past relationships, our best sex until that time, and all our fantasies.

Then, slowly we started to sext each other whenever we were horny. We started out with just texts and then went on to sharing nudes to finally video calls. I’d cum for her, and she did the same for me.

We were having a great time and more so because we weren’t actually involved with anyone else, so we both had each other’s complete attention.

Then, one day while talking, I joked that we should meet soon and try all the stuff we do online in person. To my surprise, Anjali actually agreed to meet.

I had never met someone through ISS and this was completely new for me. But since we’d known each other well by now, I decided to go forward with it.

We decided to meet on a weekend. She lived with her flatmate who had luckily gone to her parent’s house for a month just 2 days before we had planned to meet.

We both knew we would probably end up having sex finally, but how we would get there was a mystery for both of us.

So, the day arrived. I got ready and was really excited. I took a few condoms with me, and I was off to meet Anjali. I reached early, so I was waiting for her on my bike.

I saw her walk towards me from some distance. What a sight it was!

I had dressed rather casually in a simple t-shirt and jeans. Anjali on the other hand had dressed up as a bombshell! Off-shoulder top, kind of crop-top that exposed her toned navel and abs, and shorts that flaunted her milky thighs.

As she walked towards me, I couldn’t take my eyes off her, especially her boobs that had taken up a pretty nice shape under her top.

Anjali came up to me and hugged me. Embarrassingly, she noticed my slight boner and whispered in my ear, “You’ll have to wait for a little for that,” and mischievously groped my dick over my jeans.

I loved how bold and confident she was in person as well. We got onto my bike and went for a long drive. I’d purposely often brake so that I could feel her boobs against my back.

After 2-3 times of close contact, Anjali understood and hugged me tightly from behind squeezing her boobs against my back and one hand holding my chest while the other holding my dick over my pants.

I had to tell her to take that hand away as I would obviously not be able to drive properly if she did that and I didn’t want to meet with an accident the first time that she was with me.

We got take out from McDonald’s and then headed to her place. She lived in a nice locality which was very peaceful and serene.

We got to her apartment and luckily her neighbour was out for the weekend as well, so it was just us alone on the floor with no-one to worry about.

As Anjali bent a little to open the lock, her ass touched up against my dick and I held her by the waist and pressed my dick against her ass.

Anjali gave me a naughty smile, turned towards me, and kissed me on the lips. As there was no one around, we were actually kissing outside her apartment on the floor.

We had both waited for this moment for a long time and that kiss sure did justice to it. Amazing kiss, I enjoyed every moment of it.

I had already started rubbing my hands over her back and caressing her ass while our tongues played with each other. I turned her against the door, moved her hair, and kissed her on the neck. She let out a slight moan.

I continued kissing her while rubbing my dick against her ass. It was almost hard by now.

Anjali then pushed me back against the wall and got on her knees and pulled down my pants along with my undies. I absolutely loved how we both were so fierce and passionate. She then took my dick in her hand and started stroking. Her soft hands on my dick felt fantastic.

Just consider the fact that I had been only jerking off for almost 3 months until then because of the lockdown. I had my eyes closed when I felt her lips kiss the tip of my dick.

Anjali planted small kisses before swallowing the head entirely. Slowly she took more and more of my dick, and soon she was deep-throating me.

I have had many blowjobs from girls, but this was hands down the best one yet! The way she made eye contact while she gagged on my dick, oh!

Suddenly, we heard the elevator stopping on the floor, and we quickly got inside her house. Anjali closed the door and as soon as she turned back I pinned her against the wall and lifted her up.

We kissed for a few minutes again, and then I took her to the bedroom. I put her down on the bed and got my t-shirt, and jeans off. She, too, took off her top and shorts and now was just in her black bra and panties.

Her boobs were dying to get out of the bra and I wasted no time in getting rid of it. Her heavy breasts were now free and I started sucking on them like a child. Anjali loved it and was moaning the entire time. Simultaneously, I was fingering her pussy over her panties.

Anjali was really wet now and I took off her panties and got down to her clean shaved pussy. I dug my mouth inside and started sucking. She lost control and started moaning like crazy!

I licked her pussy and inserted two fingers inside while my tongue played with her clit.

Soon, Anjali came all over my face with a huge shiver running down her body! She was so relieved, that she hugged me and kissed me.

Then, she got to the edge of the bed and started blowing me again. In no time, my dick was rock hard and I was ready to fuck her.

I took the condom, put it on, and then guided my dick to the entrance of her pussy. I rubbed it around and played with her but didn’t enter because I was teasing her.

Anjali was getting really impatient. She took my dick and pushed it in her. My tip was now in and with a push half, my dick was inside her.

She was moaning so loudly, that had there been neighbours we would have been caught by now. My dick was actually bigger than all her exes, so it took her some time to get used to it.

Once my whole dick was inside her pussy, it was really tight, and she couldn’t take it. So, she hugged me tightly. I went slow at first, really slow strokes and then when she started enjoying it I increased the pace.

Anjali was going crazy and so was I! We fucked in missionary for about 10 minutes before switching positions.

She then got on top of me and took control. She rode my dick and the view of her bouncing on my dick, and her boobs jiggling up and down was heavenly.

We then fucked in doggy style, and now things started to get rough. She was enjoying it so much that she was begging me to fuck her faster and deeper. Her moans had filled the entire house, and you could literally cum just listening to her moans.

After an intense session of fucking, I was about to cum, and Anjali took my dick in her mouth and swallowed my cum. We both lay down on the bed exhausted.

After a while, we got up, cleaned ourselves, and then went on to eat the takeaway that we had picked up.

I spent the weekend at her place and then went again the next Thursday and stayed for 4 days. We fucked so many times that I actually lost count. We would roam around naked so that it would be easier to fuck. It was the best sex of our lives both for her and me!

We do sext even now, but her flatmate is back and her job has resumed. So, we don’t get much time. But, we talk on weekends and meet at least once in two weeks.

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Hi friends, enathu peyar vignesh vayathu 26 aagugirathu. Naan oru gramathil vasithu varugiren, naan muthal muriayaaga oru aunty udan thaan sex seithen.

Aval en thozhiyin akka paarka azhagaga velaiyaaga irupaal, aval mulai konjam perithaaga sexiyaaga pazhuthu irukum. Pinbu avalin soothu sexiyaaga irukum, naan avalin soothil thaan adikadi en sunniyai vaithu idithu avalai usar seithu matter poten. Pengaluku soothil sunnniyaal urasuvathu migavum pidithamaana oru vishayam.

Naan niraiya naatkal avalai santhika selum pozhuthu laam niraiya murai ithai seithu irukiren, veetirku selum pozhuthu aval arugil sendru mulai meethu kaiyaal urasuvathu matrum yaarum paarkatha pozhuthu soothil urasuvathumaaga irunthathu. Oru naal naanum en thozhi matrum aunty avalathu kanavan anaivarum kfc sapida sendru irunthom.

Angu aunty thaan order seithu kondu irunthaal, andru aval paarka sema azhagaga irunthaal. Avalai paarkum pozhuthe enaku moodu vanthathu, avalin soothu andru konjam thukalaaga irunthathu. Athanaal aval kanavan irukum pozhuthe avanuku theriyaamal avalin soothil en viraitha sunniyai vaithu idithen.

Appadi idikum pozhuthu avalum soothai nandraaga urasa kanbithaal, sema moodaga irunthathu. Appozhuthu thaan aval enaku nandraaga usar aaginaal, sapidum pozhuthu naangal ondraga amarnthu sapitom appozhuthu aunty en arugil amarnthu irunthaal.

Avalin idathu mulai en meethu patu urasikondu irunthathu, avalin sexiyaana thudaiyil kai vaithu thadavikondu irunthen.

Athu 5 per ondraaga amarum table athanaal keezhe ena seigirom enbathu yarukume theriyaathu, athanaal naan aval thudaiyil kai vaithu thadavikondu irunthen. Enaku aval mulai migavum pidithu irunthu, haaaaaaaaaaa pengal mulai namathu meethu padum pozhuthu oru sugam kidaikum paarungal haaaaaaaaa vera levela irukum.

Sexiyaaga auntyai thadavi sugathai anuba vaithu kondu irunthen, oru naal en thozhi aval veetirku azhaithu irunthaal. Andru aunty veetil thaan irunthaal, naan muthal muthalaaga aval veetirku sendren. Thozhi naan konjam velaiyaaga college varai selgiren athanaal nee akka udan iru naan veetirku thirumba vanthathum selu endru solinaal.

Naan manathil ninaithukonden adi paavi un akkavai ooka neiye vazhi soli tharugiraye endru. Aval kilambiyathu, naanum auntyum ondraaga tharaiyil paai pottu paduthom. Aval soothai en pakam kanbithu tv paarthukondu paduthu irunthaal. Naan avalin soothil en sunniyai vaithu auntyai porumaiyaaga kati pidika aarambithen.

Avalin soothil oopathu pola seithen unmaiyil miga sexiyaaga sema moodaga irunthathu, ithu pondru oru vaaipu ethanai peruku kidaikum endru theriya villai. Ithu varai oru murai kuda ookatha aanirku oru aunty kidaithaal antha paiyan auntyai eppadi eppadi elam anuba vaipaano athe pola naan auntyai anuba vaithen.

Aval neraga paduthaal naan oru kaalai aval meethu potu paduthen, kaiyai aunty mulai meethu vaithu paduthu irunthen. Aunty sirithu neram amaithiyaaga paduthu irunthaal, naan mela mela apadiye aval meethu eri paduthu konden. Aunty nighty aninthu paduthu irunthaal, aunty meethu padupathu oru panju methai meethu paduthathu pola irunthathu.

Aunty en kangalai paarthaal naanum aval kangalai paarthen, sexiyaaga avalin ithazhil vaai vaithu sappa aarambithen. Nandraaga kiss seithukonde irunthen, pinbu aunty mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinen. Mulaiyai pidikave sugamaaga irunthathu, nandraaga mulaiyai thadavi vitu avalin nightyai kayatinen, aunty nudedaaga paduthu irunthaal.

Avalai nudedaaga entha aan paarthaalum azhagai rasipatharku munbe avalai oothu viduvaargal avalavu sexiyaaga irunthaal. Aunty mulaiyai sappi suvaika aarambithen, veriyaaga sappiyathil en parkal mulai kaambil patathu.

Appozhuthu aunty pal padamal sappu baby endru solinaal, naan manathil oh apo kadithu thaan sapanuma endru kaambai nandraaga kadithu sapi suvaithen.

Aunty en thalaiyil kai vaithu thadavi koduthaal, nandraaga iru mulaiyaiyum pothum pothum endru solum varai nandraaga sapi viten. Pinbu aunty pundaiku mutham seithukonde vanthen, aunty pundai shave seithu sexiyaaga irunthathu.

Auntyku kuzhanthai ilathathaal aval pundai sirithaaga thaan irunthathu, en sunni 7” perithaaga irukum aval pundaiku sariyaaga irukum endru ninaithen.

Aunty thudaiyil mutham seithu konde aval pundaiku arugil sendren, pundaiyai nakal athai sutri naakai vaithu nakinen. Aval moodil naan eppozhuthu aval kuthiyai nakuven endru eanga viten. Pinbu konjam konjamaga kuthiku vanthu naaku poda aarambithen. Aunty pundai suvaiyaaga thaan irunthathu, athil niraiya eeram irunthathu.

Nakum pozhuthe sugamaga irunthathu, naan nandraaga naakai pundai ootaikul vitu vitu eduthen. Aunty en thalai mudiyai irukamaaga pidithu aval pundaiyai en vaaiyil vaithu nandraaga theithaal.

Enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu, aval pundaiyil surakum eerathai urinthu kudithukonde irunthen. Muthal murai neengal naaku potal oru penirku naaku podungal avalavu suvaiyaaga irukum.

Pundaiyaiyum pothum pothum endru solum varai nakinen oru tharunathil aunty moodu thangamal un sunniyai pundaikul vidu da endru solinaal. Naanum en pantai kayati karupu 7” sunniyai muthal muraiyaaga aunty pundaiyil viten. Aunty sugathil kangalai moodinaal, naan aval meethu paduthu sunniyai porumaiyaaga ulle iraki iraki eduthen.

Unmaiyil sunniyai vegamaaga pundaiyil vitu oothal athigamaaga sugam kidaikaathu porumaiyaaga oothal athigamaaga sugam kidaikum. Naan oothukonde irukum pozhuthu aunty en idam kanjai pundaikul iraki vidathe endru solinaal. Naan en endru keten? Aval nee kanjai irakinaal naan garbam aagi viduven athanaal nee kanjai pundaiyil irakathe.

Kanjai pundaikul irakinaal naan kuzhanthaiyai thukikondu un veetirku thaan varuven endru solinaal. Sari bayapadathe naan un pundaiyil kanjai iraka maten baby ennai nambu endru soli mendum porumaiyaaga ooka aarambithen.

Pinbu aunty idam nee en meethu eeri enni sex sei endru solinen, aval en meethu eri amarnthu aval kuthikul sunniyai vitu sunniyai pundaikul aazhamaaga irakinaal.

Apadi irakum pozhuthu enaku thangikola mudiyaatha alavirku vali ear patathu. En sunni munai thol nandraaga viriya aarambithathu, athanaal valiyum athigamaaga ear patathu naan parkalai kadithukondu valiyai thaangikonden. Sirithu neram aunty oothal appozhuthu avalin pundaiyil moodu eri vinthu vanthathu.

Aval kuthiyil vinthu vanthathum en sunniyai veliyil eduthu athai vaayil vaithu sappa aarambithaal. Pundaiyil viduvathu oru sugam endraal athai sapuvathum oru thani vithamaana sugam thaan. Aunty vaaikul sunniyai vitu jollyaga sugathai anuba vaithu paduthu irunthen. Aval sunni munaiyil naakai vaithu naki sugam koduthaal.

Enaku migavum pidithu irunthathu, naan nandraaga aval vaaikul sunniyai vitu vitu eduthen enaku aval vaaikul irunthu sunniyai veliyil eduka manathe illia. Ennai vital ival vaaikule sunniyai vitu kondu irukalam veliyil eduakave vendam enbathu pola irunthathu. Aunty kaiyaal sunniyai pidithu porumaiyaaga adithukonde sunniyai urinthu oombinaal.

Appadi oombum pozhuthu aval naakaiyum nandraaga use seithu naki sugam koduthaal. Ithu naal varai naan blowjob niraiya paarthu irukiren aanal ithu pondru oru blowjob ippozhuthu thaan paarkiren.

Auntyai nandraaga oomba katrukonduthu irukiraargal, neengalum virgin paiyanaaga irunthaal muthalil oru anubavam vaaintha aunty udan sex seiyungal neengal alavila inbathai adaiveergal.

Aunty urinthu oombiyathil enkau moodu thalaiku eari kanu aval vaaikul sendrathu.

Enathu sunni kanjai muzhuvathum urinthu sappi kudithaal. Kanju vanthathum iruvarum sirithu  neram paduthu irunthom pinbu mendum aval kuthiyil sunniyai vitu oothu sugathai anuba vaithukondom. Neengalum anubavam vaaintha auntyai oomba viitu oothu sugathai anuba vaiyungal. Nandri.

Maneesha had her eyes glued to her laptop’s screen. It was an hour past midnight, and there was complete silence in her room. All she could hear was the low humming of her fan running at a slow speed. She held a pen in her hand, which was resting over a notebook. Her other hand supported her chin.

After a few minutes, she shut the laptop down, stretched herself, and decided to call it a day. Maneesha had been studying hard continuously for the past three hours. Only a month was left for her End Semester exams, and she was not willing to leave any stone unturned.

She was like this since her childhood. She had been a class topper all through her life. She desperately wanted to repeat this performance in the coming exams and devoted extra hours to them.

One of her cousin’s weddings was scheduled for the next two days. She knew she won’t get any time to study for the coming two days. Hence she was working hard to make up for it.

She finally got up from her table to get a good night’s sleep. As she walked to her bed, her hands went inside her top and found their way to her bra’s strap at the back.

She unhooked her 34c bra, pulled it out of her top, and threw it in the laundry basket kept near her bed. It was a daily routine for her as she always liked sleeping without the bra. As soon as she was about to throw her tired body on the bed, she heard a strange sound.

It seemed to have come from behind her bedroom’s wall. Maneesha could clearly hear it in the night’s silence. She froze for a second. All her tiredness had gone, and she was very alert. It was no other sound but her own sister’s voice! She heard it two-three times, and then there was complete silence once again.

It seemed that her sister shouted in pain a couple of times, and then she was silenced! Her shrill voice stopped abruptly, and she appeared to be gasping for air. This was followed by a long groan.

Maneesha was dead scared. It was her sister – Monica’s room behind the wall, and she seemed to be in some trouble. Maneesha immediately ran out of her room to check on her sister. As she reached Monica’s door, she noticed her room’s light was on through the gap between the door and floor.

Maneesha was about to push open the door when she heard another sound. It was again Monica’s voice. But this time, it was different. It seemed that she was now giggling and moaning. There was another voice she could hear now, and it was a man’s voice.

Maneesha was not surprised as the voice was familiar. It was Karan, Monica’s husband. He was saying something continuously in a very low tone while Monica was moaning in happiness.

Maneesha put her ear on the door to listen to what Karan was saying. Karan was muttering something, but she could not understand anything. All she could hear was some broken words and Karan’s heavy groans in between.

“Yes, harder… I want more… will make you flood… oh yeah, fuck yes!” Karan kept repeating all this in the same low voice. Monica kept moaning and shouting in between.

Maneesha was a 20-year-old shy and conservative girl, yet she was smart and mature enough to comprehend what was going on. She was lost in her own thoughts as she tried to imagine the scene behind the door.

Maneesha never watched porn as she was too shy. She had watched a few adult scenes in some English movies. But being a studious girl, she never cared to explore more of sex or lovemaking.

Maneesha had mixed feelings of shyness and a bit of disgust. She also felt guilty for interfering with her sister’s privacy. Nevertheless, she was relieved that her sister was totally fine and safe. She was thinking all this when she heard a huge thud sound behind the door, which scared her.

It seemed that someone had jumped on the bed. What followed left Maneesha even more embarrassed. She could now clearly hear Karan and Monica moaning together. A slapping sound which was in resonance with the bed’s noise, could also be heard.

Maneesha was embarrassed and wanted to run back to her room. But she stood there like a statue trying hard to imagine the scene inside Monica’s room. After a while, the moans coming from inside increased in pace as well as intensity. Moments later, everything was silent.

Maneesha went to her room and reached for her mobile. The time was 2 AM. She spied on Monica and Karan for an hour and didn’t even realize. She couldn’t believe she was so much engrossed in them.

She had two busy days coming due to her cousin’s marriage. So she decided to put all her thoughts aside for now and went to sleep. Though she kept thinking about Monica all the time.
Monica was five years older than Maneesha. She was married to Karan for a year now. Just like Maneesha, she, too, was quite good in her academics. Yet Monica and Maneesha were completely different.

While Maneesha was an introverted, shy, and nerdy girl, Monica was very open-minded, bold, outgoing, and an extrovert. Everything about their personalities was contrasting.

From their clothes, posture, walking, and talking to their likes, dislikes, future plans, everything was different. Monica had been in few relationships in her school and college. But Maneesha didn’t even have a male friend, let alone a boyfriend.

Karan was the last of Monica’s many boyfriends. He was an officer in the Merchant Navy and a decent guy. Maneesha’s parents found an ideal groom in him and readily married their elder daughter to him. Monica and Karan lived in a port city. They had come for few days, especially to attend the wedding.

So the next day, the entire family – Maneesha’s parents, Monica, Karan, and Maneesha dressed up for the occasion. The first day was devoted to the Sangeet ceremony.

Maneesha was dressed in a beautiful pink top and a matching lehenga. She was an eye-catcher. Looking at her, nobody could make out that she was a nerdy bookworm. She towered at 5’7, a little taller for an average girl. She was fair and had waist-length long hairs.

She was extremely beautiful. She always got many stares from guys in her college. She was slim yet had a good amount of fat in the right places. Her ass, thighs, and legs were a little chubby and gave her a hot appearance. Though her belly was flat and slim.

Monica, on the other hand, had a wheatish complexion. She was shorter in height, and her gym-toned body was breathtaking. She was slim and hot. Her features were sharp, and she looked like a doll. Karan’s colleagues were always jealous of him. After all, he had the most beautiful wife.

She wore a navy blue sari for the Sangeet ceremony and looked no less than Maneesha. The two sisters added to the charm of the Sangeet night. Maneesha and her family had a wonderful time before coming back home. The family chatted for a while before retiring to their bed.

The parents’ room was on the ground floor, while the two sisters lived on the first floor. The first floor had a huge terrace at the back. There was a small balcony at the front, which could be accessed by both the girls’ rooms. The girls often kept the windows of the balcony open to get some fresh air.

That day was no different. Maneesha changed her dress and came out to the balcony for some stargazing before going to sleep. While gazing at the night sky, Maneesha casually looked at the window of Monica’s room. The curtains of Monica’s rooms were not closed properly.

Maneesha could see that her room’s lights were on through the small gap between the curtains. Suddenly the previous night’s incident struck her mind. With it came all those mixed feelings of guilt and disgust too. But she couldn’t deny the fact that she was curious as well.

She moved forward to Monica’s window with a bit of hesitation. For a moment, she stopped and wondered why in the world she would want to do something like that. It’s not the right thing to disregard someone’s privacy. That too of her own sister and her husband.

She decided that she would just peek into Monica’s room for a second and then return to her room. She had no idea that what she was about to see and what was in store for her in the future. Maneesha cautiously took small steps and just wanted to explore her sister’s room from the balcony.

The opening between the curtains was small, but it was big enough for her to get a full view of Monica’s room. She carefully peeked inside her room. The next second, she closed her eyes. Breathing heavily in anxiety, she tried to comprehend what she just saw. She was sweating, and her throat felt dry.

Somehow she gathered some courage and opened her eyes. What she saw was modish and new for her. For a second, she thought she was watching a movie. Karan, her brother-in-law’s black blazer, was lying on one side of the bed. Monica’s beautiful sari lay untidily on the floor at one corner of the room.

Her backless blouse with the floral design was on a pillow kept on their bed. Karan was sitting straight on the side of the bed near the balcony and facing Maneesha. On his lap, Monica sat with her eyes closed and her arms folded near her breasts.

Luckily for Maneesha, Karan, too, wasn’t looking towards the window. His eyes were glued to Monica’s cleavage. His chin was on her shoulder, his hands on her small tummy, and his fingers were politely poking her navel. After few seconds, Karan’s hands went behind Monica’s back.

Monica’s arms went down the next moment. Karan immediately threw something towards the window where Maneesha was standing. Maneesha was horrified and immediately turned away. She trembled in fear and struggled to catch some breath.

She tried to calm herself and then very carefully peeked inside the room. She wanted to know what exactly Karan threw with such vigor. She looked at a red lacy object lying on the floor near the window. It was a fancy backless bra, must be 34b. Maneesha thought.

Sensing what it meant, she once again dared to look up at the bed. Monica’s arms were now hanging lifelessly. Karan’s hands had gone upwards from her belly to her breasts. Monica’s 34b boobs were now facing Maneesha. Karan rubbed them slowly and smoothly.

His fingers brushed his wife’s tender light brown nipples in between. His eyes were closed as he vigorously kissed Monica’s neck as if trying to lick some sweet juices from it. Monica still had her eyes closed as she moaned heavily. She let out a deeper moan every time Karan touched her nipples.

Her hairs were messy, and she was sweating profusely. It was no harder for Maneesha to see all this. Instead, it was enticing. She had never seen Monica like this before. Her messed-up hairs, her sweaty semi-naked flesh, and her dirty moans were new for her.

The slutty expression on her dearest sister’s face made her hornier. She desperately wanted to see what night had in store for her and for her sister. She could already feel her panty under her shorts getting wet. Karan, too was in no mood to stop anytime soon.

He was now kissing and biting Monica’s shoulder while pressing her breasts. Then his lips went to the back of her neck. His hands had now reached Monica’s petticoat. Karan kept kissing her back while his hands were now raising Monica’s petticoat.

Maneesha saw the blue petticoat going upwards and exposing her sister’s thin feet, her smooth waxed legs, her knees, and finally her thighs. Maneesha could see a thin red string between Monica’s legs under the petticoat.

Karan started caressing her lower thighs with his hands while his lips were sucking Monica’s ear lobes. He gave a few kisses here and there and then turned Monica a bit to get a good view of her body. There she was, sitting on his lap, all sweaty, horny, and hungry for his dick.

Karan wasted no time and attacked her breasts. Even Maneesha let out a slight moan when she saw one of her sister’s nipples in Karan’s mouth. Karan kept kissing, sucking, and biting the two melons of Monica for a long while.

Occasionally his tongue would come out and circle her nipples. He went further down, bending his back completely, and kissed Monica’s soft thighs. He started from her knees and kept kissing her thighs, raising her petticoat even further. He went upwards and gave few kisses on her waist and ribs from the side.

He then gave a kiss on her navel. His tongue came out from his mouth and started circling and tongue fucking Monica’s oval-shaped navel. With time it was getting harder for Maneesha to watch all this standing steady and silently.

She wanted to rip her top and shorts apart and touch herself while her fingers fucked her dripping pussy. She managed to subdue her emotions as she saw Karan telling Monica to get up. Monica stood up, and Karan wasted no time in turning her around. Her navel was right in front of his eyes now.

Monica had her back towards Maneesha. She watched her naked back stretch backward with a jerk as Karan attacked her belly once again. Monica moaned again in a low slutty voice.

Karan’s hands were now on Monica’s petticoat’s elastic, which was hugging her slim waist tightly. Karan pulled down the tight elastic with some effort, and the petticoat fell down. Monica made no effort to hold it. She let it fall and then removed her sandals and stepped out of the petticoat.

A small red g-string was all that was left on her sexy little body. Karan lifted Monica and then threw her on the bed. Maneesha came to know what did the loud thud sound meant, which she heard the previous night. Karan now unbuttoned his shirt and removed it along with his trousers.

A pair of boxers was all that was left hanging on his athletic build. He bent down and started kissing and licking Monica’s feet. He reached her knees and then her thighs as he kissed every inch of her legs.

Monica kept moaning out loud. She didn’t seem to care that her sister might hear her from the adjacent room. Karan spread her legs apart and started rubbing her vagina. Within a minute, his lips were on her pussy’s lips. Both the sisters groaned together.

Maneesha was a bit low as she tried hard to control herself. It wasn’t her fault, though. Anyone would become restless after watching a live porn show like that. Karan kept eating Monica’s pussy like a maniac. He gave few kisses, then licked it, making circles around it.

After a while, it entered her vagina, making Monica shout and jerk in pleasure. Maneesha could only imagine the pleasure her sister might be getting from a wet, sticky, and wobbly tongue going in and out of her most sensitive part. She felt a tingling in her own pussy watching all this.

Karan got up and now removed his boxers. He picked up his blazer and took out a condom from its pocket. Carefully he opened the packet and started wearing the condom on his completely erect 7 inches dick.

All this time, Maneesha was breathless. From the point Karan removed his shorts, she was in a state of shock. She saw a male penis for the first time and was amazed by its length and shape. She was just scared from the thought of this huge rod entering her beloved sister’s delicate vagina.

So as soon as Karan positioned herself between Monica’s legs, Maneesha immediately closed her eyes. She kept her eyes closed. A few seconds passed, but she couldn’t hear any of Monica’s groans. Perplexed, she again made a brave attempt by opening her eyes.

She was again surprised to see Monica’s legs wide open, welcoming Karan to enter her. Both of them were giggling and laughing. Karan’s dick was still out and between Monica’s thighs.

Monica: P… Please…

Maneesha heard some broken pleadings coming out of her sister’s mouth. Karan was rubbing his dick all over her pussy lips and was teasing her. Monica was trembling like a fish out of water. Maneesha wondered how her sister was so eager to get fucked by such a monstrous thing.

Karan suddenly inserted his entire dick in just one go! Maneesha’s heart skipped a beat. She almost shouted in shock. She immediately covered her mouth with her hands. She looked at Monica, who seemed to be in heaven after fully eating that huge monster in contrast.

Karan, too seemed to be in a different zone as his little monster went to and fro inside his sexy girl’s dripping vagina. With every second, the speed of his dick and the intensity of his moans increased. Within a minute or so, both of them were fucking like maniacs.

They were so loud that Maneesha was worried that her parents might hear them. But her sister and her brother-in-law didn’t bother at all. Maneesha heard a slapping sound similar to what she heard last night when Karan gave a stroke and his thighs collided with Monica’s ass.

Their bed made constant noise due to the rigorous to and fro movements. Karan kissed her boobs, bit her nipples while continuing to drill her pussy in the hardest way possible. Monica kept shouting and moaning in pleasure. All this continued for more than 10 minutes.

Monica gave out a series of loud grunts and then stopped. She shouted once in a shrill voice and then let out some moans. The loudness of her moans was now slowly decreasing, and at last, she stopped. After a few seconds Karan further increased his speed.

He, too, moaned heavily and, at last, gave out the loudest groan Maneesha had heard till then. His body got stiff as he gave one final stroke. He closed his eyes and then collapsed on Monica. Monica hugged his body, and he hugged her back. They looked into each other’s eyes.

After few seconds, their lips met. Monica raised her hand and reached for the switchboard near her bed as both of them were engaged in a passionate smooch. Monica broke the kiss to look at the board as Karan started kissing her neck.

Monica pressed a switch, and that was the last thing Maneesha saw that night. The room was now filled with darkness. But every now and then, she could hear a slight kissing sound or a soft moan.

To be continued.

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Hi all Indian sex story readers, this is Madhan. Thanks a lot to all ISS readers for your many likes and valuable feedback for my stories. I am a story writer with many stories published. I am writing this story about the medical store lady after a break.

I am a Madhan of 28 years of age, 6″ tall, South Indian complexion, broad shoulder, and a normal body with erotic skills. I basically belong to one of the cleanest cities in India, Mysuru.

But I am working in Bangalore (which has all varieties of chicks/aunties). Horny unsatisfied housewives, sexy young baby dolls, and want to have fun ladies (Bengaluru) can reach me on my hangout and mail [email protected]. Total anonymity and secrecy are guaranteed.

A para from the previous part is below just to bring the heat. I grabbed her hair and kissed her, which was intense and wet. I started sucking her lower lips, then upper lips, and then pushed my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me frantically.

Continuing from the above moment. I broke the kiss, she opened her lust-filled eyes. Oh good heavens! I pushed the strand of hair that was dangling in front of her glass behind her ears. I slowly ran my finger, touching the soft skin behind her ears, and moved slowly down towards her neck.

My fingers moving over her feathery skin created a tingling sensation in Jyoti. I moved my fingers towards her thick lips and slowly touched her soft lips. She tightly closed her eyes, and my wet lips went close to her lips. I could sense her warm breath.

My lips touched her lips very softly, and I gave her a kiss. At the same time, my hands made their way into her dress, touching the bare cushiony hip. I pulled her close with my hands, and we kissed again. This time the kiss was much longer and wet.

We walked to the bed, she sat, and I pushed her onto the bed. I immediately opened my T-shirt, banyan, held her feet cold, and my lips placed a wet kiss. She tried to pull back the leg and push me away.

I held her leg again and started sucking the toes, starting from big to the little one with more nibbling on the little one. While I was nibbling her little toe, our eyes were fixed on each other, and she started to moan with deep breaths.

I then unzipped and undid her dress. I untied her pant knot, and my hands went to remove her pants. She held my hands, stopping me from removing her pants.

I left, pulling her pant lower. Instead, my eyes found her bare navel, and my face reached near the belly button. Her stomach was trembling. I held the sides of her navel with my strong hands and dug my face into her belly.

It was so soft and hot. My tongue started circling her belly button and inserting into the button on a repetitive passion. My face was rubbing all over her stomach. Oh god, the smell was driving the moment very horny.

I then pulled her pant low, which revealed her medium-sized white thighs and dark red panty. I threw the pants on the floor of my bedroom. She was holding one hand over her panty and the other on the boobs. I turned her around and undid the hooks of the bra.

She did not allow me to unshackle the bra from her skin. I moved her hands away from the bra and removed it. The melons just fell from their cage and were dangling to be grabbed. Her skin was milky white.

She had closed her face with both hands. I opened my pants, hugged her tight with my chest feeling the warm, soft boobs. I moved her hands away from the face, started kissing all over her face, eyes, forehead, cheeks, nose, below lips and my lips started to suck the ear.

When I was nibbling her ears with my lips and tongue, she felt a lot of tingling sensation and got aroused. I then started kissing behind the back of the ear; she started to moan. I touched her panty, wet from the precum, and continued to lick behind the ears very wildly.

My lips then moved to her shoulder, which was also soft, and started to suck, spreading the saliva over her shoulders. I could smell her sweaty underarms, I know it sounds very dirty, but I enjoyed it. My wet mouth was sucking her clean shaved underarms, and I was aroused by her soft moans.

While I was hurriedly pressing her melons, she reached into the forest of my underwear. She grabbed the snake which had made a tent inside. The moment her soft hands touched the shaft, it grew in girth and became fiercer. I then started playing with her big wide brown nipples with my tongue.

I ran a finger all over both the boobs. Then I started squeezing them with both hands, and her moan continued. I then dug my face between the boobs, which were being squeezed by my hands.

My face started rubbing, pressing all over the boobs, and my nose smelt every bit of her. I ran a finger over her nipples erect, and I pinched with index finger and thumb, sharpening the erection. My tongue made a circle around her nipples very gently before going for a full-pledged wild sucking.

Oh heavens! I enjoyed sucking her nipples.

My hands reached over her pussy and started rubbing it over the wet panty. She pushed my hands away from her pussy. But I moved my lips to the other nipple, and my finger continued to rub her wet pussy.

After enjoying the nipples, my lips moved very slowly lower towards the entrance of the pussy. She was respiring too heavily. My lips stopped just above her panty and started to lick with tongue. She raised her lower back, and my lips licking just above pussy with panty still on.

One hand, fingers rubbing, teasing her very wet pussy, and my other hand reached her mouth, inserting the fingers into her juicy mouth.

Guys lengthy story is always boring to read, and I wanted to explain every minute’s details. In the next part, I will continue the hot encounter explaining how I explored and enjoyed her round shaky ass and a hard drive into the wet pussy in a doggy style.

Thank you to all the ISS readers.

We got up from the bathtub after a good couple of hours. We both had a nice shower, scrubbing each other of our cum and sweat-soaked bodies. Sonal covered herself in an extra-large towel.

I could just see the top of her boobs poking out. It’s interesting how Sonal looks even sexier semi-naked. I couldn’t take my eyes away from her.

Sonal: What are you looking at so intensely? Find anything interesting?

Me: Yes, everything about you is interesting.

Sonal: Why do I get the feeling you are fucking me with your stare?

Me: Oh! You can really read my mind well. (I smiled)

Sonal: I just remembered I have to call my room-mate. She must be worried sick.

She took her phone out of her bag and sat on the bed.

Me: I never asked you if your friend knows about us.

Sonal: She does a little, just that we are friends and all.

Me: Hmmm, ok.

Sonal: One time, I think she heard me moan while we were on the phone.

Me: Interesting.

Sonal: She asked me if I was ok. Luckily my door was locked. Else she would have seen me fingering myself. (she laughed)

She dialed her friend and started talking.

Sonal: Hey, I am so sorry my phone ran out of juice… Nah, everything is ok.

I started rubbing Sonal’s milky thighs and gradually slid up. She wasn’t paying much attention, not now atleast. I pushed further up and touched her vagina with my fingers. I spat on my middle finger and inserted it a bit inside her. Sonal looked at me, a bit perplexed.

I moved my other hand to her boobs under the towel and started fondling them gently. Sonal held the mouthpiece of her cell and whispered, “Stop it, Jaan.” I looked straight into her eyes and inserted my finger fully inside her vagina. “Aah,” moaned Sonal.

I started to finger her nicely, probing deeper, rotating my finger inside.

Sonal: Yes. Hmm… really… how did it go?

She continued with her talk. I made Sonal lie down on the bed and opened the towel wide, revealing her juicy pink pussy. I crawled down there – my mouth right in front of her vagina. I started licking her clitoris while I fingered her vagina.

Sonal was becoming breathless now and completely helpless. She barely managed to respond to her friend, who had become a bit chattier now.

Sonal: No…I am just lying on the bed. Yeah. It’s fine.

She put her hand on her mouth to stifle the moans. I continued to eat her pussy. I pulled her pussy lips to the side and inserted my tongue inside, licking, slurping her juices.

Sonal: “Oh, aah!” she moaned.

I inserted my index finger on her vagina again while I continued to chew her clitoris and vulva. On the other hand, I was caressing her anus, exploring the insides with my other hand. Both her holes were now stuffed.

Sonal: Please stop, Jaan. I can’t concentrate.

I wasn’t sure if she really meant it. She was now moving her bottom upwards in sync with my tongue thrusting inside, signaling me to go deeper.

Sonal: Oh, is that so? How did that happen?

Her vowels were becoming a bit more tonal now. She tried her best to masquerade the sexual tension in her pussy. I was hoping her friend would get it, but no, nothing happened. This is becoming more of a challenge than I had imagined.

I now pulled her legs on my shoulders, my head between them, and raised them up. I thrust my tongue as deep as it would go and curled it inside, touching her walls. I was rubbing my lips all over her pussy and sucking her juices out. I then laid her down again and stood beside her on the edge of the bed.

I took my cock out and started jerking it slowly in front of her. She looked at me with a pleading look. I pulled her head closer to me and started rubbing her cheeks and forehead with my cock.

In between, I would rub her lips while she was talking. It felt so mischievous cutting out her talk in between. She had to brush off my cock to continue with her conversation.

Sonal: Hmmm, yeah… I heard. Don’t work too hard, yaar.

Suddenly, I grabbed her head and thrust my cock into her mouth, muffling her voice. I moaned deeply. She took my cock out, stared at me angrily, and resumed her talk.

Sonal: No, there is no one…just the TV.  I was just saying we can do that next week or so.

This friend of hers must be some real noob, I thought. How on earth does she not realize something ain’t right here. Well, I figured, let’s have some more fun. I took her hand and placed it on my rock-hard cock. Sonal smiled at me.

Something tells me she was enjoying this as well. She looked at me and started jerking. This was better as she could talk normally. I moved my cock closer to her mouth, gesturing her to take it in her mouth. Sonal silently moved her lips to say “No.” Regardless, I continued to push my cock towards her.

Sonal: Hmmm…sure. How was it?

And when her friend started talking, she quickly took my cock back in her mouth and sucked it hard. She was trying her best not to make any slurping sounds.

With my cock in her mouth, she would just respond with short monosyllables, “mmm… hmm,” egging her friend to continue the banter. The fear of her friend realizing our sexual acts was making us both aroused.

Sonal: Rachita, let me get my headphones. My hands are hurting a bit. (saying that she muted the phone)

She held my cock with both her hands, squeezed it really hard, and bent my cock. It hurt a bit, and I screamed, “Ouch!”

Sonal: That’s for teasing me, you crazy fuck.

Me: I am not gonna stop, babe.

Sonal: Wait, let me get my headphones.

She walked to the table, found her bag, started rummaging her bag, and pulled out her earphones. She quickly put it on and unmuted the phone.

Sonal: “You there? Tell me more about what happened. (she resumed)

I walked straight behind her and moved her to face the table mirror. I pulled her towel down and started kneading her boobs. Sonal could see her tits getting mauled. She could see me kissing her neck and biting her shoulders.

Sonal screamed, “Aaaaaah,” and I thought that should have spilled the beans for sure. But damn, this girl is something.

Sonal: No, nothing, yaar. Just hit the stupid table corner, silly me. I am ok.

She reached behind and held my cock, rubbing it on her ass. I sat on the floor and got between her legs. Sonal held my head and pushed my mouth over her pussy. I started licking her good while she continued to move her pussy, grinding it against my lips.

It must be difficult to keep her conversation going with all this sexual teasing, but Sonal continued. She was piling up the sexual tension, staking em all up, preparing, waiting for her imminent release. She covered her mouth as best she could.

I got up, motioned her to bend over on the table, and got behind her. I leaned near to her ears and whispered, “I bet your friend will love to hear your moans.” Then I pulled her ass cheeks wide and inserted my throbbing cock inside her wet hole.

I could see her in the mirror, her mouth becoming a circle in ecstasy, and her breathing became heavy. I thrust her again and again, making her jump with each impact.

Sonal was choking as she spoke: That’s amazing, Rachita…no really. How did that happen?

I pulled my cock out. Sonal looked at me with a “What the fuck?” look. I smiled and lay down on the floor. My cock standing stiff vertical. I wanted to see her ride me as she spoke. It will be difficult, I imagined. She just ignored me!

Sonal: Really? I am feeling bad about missing it. Maybe next week.

I was jerking my cock while she was talking. She impaled herself on my cock and started grinding me to and fro slowly.

Sonal: Oh fuck! That sounds great.

She continued with her conversation and the ride for a good ten minutes. She was getting hornier by the minute and needed to release. I touched her clitoris and started thrusting my cock up her pussy.

She lay her hands on either side and started riding me up and down. She was shivering in heat, and I could tell she was close to cumming.

Sonal: Rachita, I think I am getting another call. I will call you after some time.

She disconnected and threw the phone. “You bastard. I will rip your cock off!” she screamed. She held my cock straight against her pussy and slid her pussy down on it. She moaned, riding me harder and faster, in long vertical movements, pumping myself into her to the max.

“Aah!” she moaned. She was riding me ferociously like a rag doll. I could sense the start of her orgasm. I could feel her pussy and knees trembling violently. She leaned forward, her hands on either side of mine and her boobs brushing against my chest.

She was biting her lips, and her eyes were rolled up. I held her boobs and started sucking her nipples tenderly. And soon she came, in rapid torrents; her pussy spasming, clamping my cock, sending her entire body into burst after burst of rapid convulsions.

On each wave, her pussy would tighten even harder around my rock-hard cock, jolting every single muscle of hers. She moaned, “Oh fuck! Motherfucker!” All the pent-up tension due to the teasing is now being released in full.

She lay there on my chest, flat out, breathing heavily. I could feel her heart pumping, her hot breath on my naked chest. The juices from her pussy drenching my cock and balls.

Me: Girl, you made some fine mess down there.

Sonal: Suits you right for being such an ass.

Me: Come on and give it a nice suck, babe.

She slid off me and held my cock. “Fuck, you are so hard, jaan. Let me help you out,” she said. She looked at me and started moving her fingers up and down my cock. “Hold it tight and jerk hard,” I said. She wrapped my cock properly and tightened her grip, jerking me nicely.

“Like this?” she asked. “Yes.” I moaned. After some time, I got up and sat on the edge of the bed. I started jerking my cock in full view. Sonal smiled and crawled to my front. “Think it needs a bit more,” I said.

Sonal pulled her tongue out and started licking the entire length of my cock. She pulled down my foreskin and started licking the frenulum. Her lips were around my dick.Then she took my cock inside slowly and started sucking just like she does best.

There is something so sensuous about Sonal when she sucks. Her eyes look dreamy, her pouting pink lips glistening my cock with saliva as they move up and down. Her cheekbones were clearly visible due to the suction. It’s all so fucking tantalizing.

She looks straight at me, enjoying the agony and pleasure she is causing. I held her hands firmly on the bed and motioned her to just use her mouth. She kept bobbing her head up and down as I thrust more of my cock into her wanting mouth.

Me: Babe… I am close…harder.

Sonal: Cum, you bastard. Spill your milk inside my mouth, quench my thirst.

I got up and pushed Sonal against the wall. She knelt down, and I pulled her hands up, pinning them against the wall. Then I started slapping her cheeks with my cock. Sonal kept her head straight, her mouth close to my cock. I plowed it into her mouth.

In a couple of minutes, I could feel my knees becoming weak and my balls churning. I started jizzing real good, my cum hitting the back of her mouth. Sonal gagged, choking my cum out. I could see my cum flowing down her lips. But she continued to suck and lick my cock inside her mouth.

“Ah, Sonal, don’t stop, please. keep sucking me, babe,” I moaned. I continued to thrust till I emptied my entire ball’s load inside her. My limp cock gradually slid away from her mouth.

I let go of her hands. Sonal looked at me, cupped her chin with her hands, and let the cum drool down her mouth and tongue into her palms slowly. It was the most sensuous thing I had ever seen.

Me: Damn girl, you are one crazy cum loving slut.

Sonal: It’s all your cock’s fault. (she smiled)

Sonal headed for the bathroom, and I followed her. She washed her face and rinsed her mouth.

Me: At this rate, I wonder what you will do next!

Sonal laughed: What do you think?

Me: Well, I think maybe next time, we can do a video call with Rachita. Let her see a bit.

Sonal looked surprised: I am not too sure how that will work out.

Me: Why not?

Sonal: Well, for starters, she is a big nerd. She never talks about sex. I mean never.

Me: Well, tell her about us. And that you were fucking when she was on the phone.

Sonal: Really? You’d be ok with that?

Me: Hell, yeah. I think it will be extra fun to have someone watch us making love.

Sonal took some time to think about it and finally agreed. I think a part of her actually wanted Rachita to hear us ravishing each other earlier. They are quite close, and this was the only secret she had been keeping from her friend.

She went to the bathroom, closed the door, and called her friend. I could hear Sonal’s muffled voice. She was telling us to have sex when she was on the phone was quite sexy. Sonal came back after some time with a poker face.

“So, how did it go?” I asked.

“Rachita was shocked when I told her,” said Sonal. “Oh, I see. It’s alright. She’s your friend.”

I tried to make Sonal relax. “But, looks like she wants to join in the video chat,” laughed Sonal. “What! That’s nice, Sonal,” I was surprised. Sonal told me that Rachita has to head somewhere for a bit. When she’s back, we can have the video call.

I was thrilled. “This is going to get interesting,” I thought.

Hi everyone, my name is Samar KC (name changed). I am from Pokhara, Nepal. I am 25 years old, 5’8″ in height, fair skin tone, and have an average body.

I was basically born and raised here in Pokhara. So, all my childhood and teenage days were spent in Pokhara. Growing up as a teenager, I always had a lust for girls. I used to casually tease or poke fun at them but never harass them in any way. So, in a way, I was quite frank with girls and could blend with them easily.

This is a true story based on my life. It might be lengthy but trust me it’s worth reading. After I finished my examination, I joined a reputed college where I opted for Science.

While I studied there, I had a girlfriend named Sushma Gurung (name changed). She was Mongolian, very fair and a beautiful girl (statistically Pokhara is densely dwelled by Gurung and Magar Caste).

We used to hang out together on weekends and spend some quality time on Saturdays (because here in Nepal holiday is on Saturday instead of Sunday unlike in other countries).

Sushma was a pretty awesome girl, I must say, and quite adventurous too.

Almost after 6 months of staying in a relationship with her, we both lost our virginity in the middle of a jungle while hiking. At that very moment, I realized how good the word SEX was in real life. I used to jerk off quite often during my teenage years, but sex was way better than masturbation.

After that incident, I was a sex addict. Luckily my hot Mongolian GF was also a horny girl, and we had sex whenever we had the opportunity.

To be honest, I have fucked my girlfriend where ever possible. We had sex in the bushes, in the park, on a boat, inside an empty abandoned house, hotel rooms, etc. We fucked like crazy whenever and wherever possible.

After I finished my Science course, I decided to join for higher studies in Kathmandu, the capital. My relationship continued even after I moved to Kathmandu, but sex wasn’t happening like it used to before. That was the consequence I had to bear as I was in a long-distance relationship.

So, I and beautiful gf used to video chat and masturbate on Google Duo, but that wasn’t enough. Slowly, our relationship started to fade. We used to have unhealthy discussions, argue all day, things went south, and finally, we broke up!

This happened almost after 1 year after I moved to Kathmandu. After I broke up with my lover, I was in a relationship with a neighbour girl in Kathmandu. Her name was Sikha Shrestha. I was in a relationship with her for 3 years in Kathmandu which is a very interesting story and I’ll include in my next post.

I have had multiple girlfriends in my life but till now, I only had two serious relationships – one is with Sushma and the other is with Sikha. Both girls were amazing and had their own charisma. But I simply couldn’t forget Sushma because of her adventurous nature and her willingness to fuck anywhere, anytime.

Sushma was one hell of a horny girl and most importantly, her pussy – man, I must say Gurung girls have the best pussy one can ever get! They don’t have that much of pubic hair and have the sexiest face and seductive body. Who knew I would encounter another Gurung girl in the coming days.

So let’s come to the main story. After I finished my bachelor’s degree in Kathmandu, I planned to no more stay in Kathmandu and return to my home Pokhara.

I had made up my mind to stay at Pokhara and start my own business. In Pokhara we have a one-storied 2BHK house. One guest room was constructed on the first floor. We had a common bathroom and toilet.

On Saturday, I returned home by bus at around 12 pm. I had a warm welcome in my house. My parents were really happy to have me by their side.

I was very hungry and went straight to the kitchen after washing my face and hands for lunch. While entering the house, I saw a bike parked at our parking place and asked my mother about it. She told me that dad has rented our guest room to a married couple upstairs recently and the bike was of the husband.

Our room used to be vacant most of the time, so I thought it was a good decision to give it for rent. While having lunch, I and mom had a conversation,

Me: Do they have children?

Mom: No, they are a newly married couple. They said they have been married for 3 months now and came here to the city for a job.

Me: Oh, thank god, I hate children. So, they found a job or what?

Mom: Yes, luckily they both have jobs.

Me: Where are they from?

Mom: From Tanahun. They are Gurungs and are quite decent people.

Me: Yeah, I also believe so.

After I finished my lunch, I went for a shower. Our bathroom and toilet were next to each other, so whatever happened in either of the room could be heard in the other room.

While I was having a shower, somebody entered the toilet. I thought it might be mom or dad, I didn’t even care. But, after a moment, somebody sneezed inside the toilet.

I instantly said, “God bless you,” in a loud voice while showering and I heard some giggle. “Wait, who was that?” I thought.

I knew it wasn’t my mom or dad. After a moment, I heard someone stepped out of the toilet and heard the footsteps going upstairs. Then I thought it must be the married girl who lived upstairs, but why did she giggle?

I ignored it and finished my shower. Since it was a Saturday and winter, we usually bask in the sun and have oranges together.

It was around 1 pm, we three, mom, dad, and I were having casual talks on the verandah where the sun was shining strongly, and dad asked if we could share the fruits with the tenants.

“Sure, why not?” I said.

My dad shouted, “Karan, come downstairs.”

After a moment, a guy of nearly my age came down and joined us.

Dad: Samar, meet Karan, our new tenant.

Me: Hi Karan, I am Samar. It is nice to meet you.

Karan: Hello, I am Karan.

Dad: Where is Ganga? Why didn’t you bring her?

Karan: Oh, she is busy washing the clothes, uncle. I’ll keep some oranges for her.

We were just having some small talks and there was a heap of orange peel gathered while eating them. My dad told me to throw the leftovers in an organic dustbin kept in the backyard.

I took all of them and went to the backyard. When I reached there, I saw a girl washing clothes. Now, the way she was washing clothes was how typical south Asian people wash clothes on the floor. She was sitting on a small stool and was applying soap on the clothes.

She was wearing a deep-cut blouse and in that position, one would get a mesmerizing view of her cleavage. And believe me guys, the cleavage I saw that day, still gives me a boner to this day! I was right in front of her and her sexy cleavage was all visible to me.

I paused at that very moment and didn’t know what to do. Her head was down, busy concentrating on the clothes, and maybe because of the sound of water coming out of the tap and her rubbing sound, she might not have heard the sound of my footsteps approaching.

The dustbin was a few feet next to her, and as I approached the dustbin, the view of cleavage was getting clearer.

When I threw the peels in the dustbin and closed the lid, I purposely made a loud sound. The sound alerted her and she suddenly looked towards me. This was the first time I saw Ganga. Our tenant was a beautiful goddess. I was instantly taken aback by her beauty and stared at her for a couple of seconds.

I didn’t know what to say at that moment. Usually, I don’t hesitate to talk to girls but here for the first time in my life, I didn’t know what to say. Man, she had that sexy look with a beautiful god-gifted body. I simply gave a normal smile and left.

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Please wait for the second part which will be coming soon and will have lots more sexual details!

It was the wedding night. Everyone attending the wedding appeared to be enjoying the occasion. For them, it was a nice recreational event, a change from their usual monotonous schedule.

From little children to the elderly, everyone seemed cheerful and happy except for one girl. Maneesha quietly sat at one corner of the nicely decorated wedding hall and was lost in her own thoughts.

It was not that she didn’t want to spend some quality time on her cousin’s most special day. But the events of the previous night had her so much engrossed that she couldn’t think of anything else.

There was a state of dichotomy in her mind. The guilt of secretly watching her sister’s intimate moments with her husband had taken over her. It was to the extent that she couldn’t think of anything else.

The fact that she loved every moment of it also made her question herself. Her upbringing, her morals, she seemed to be caught in a dilemma. For once, she thought that did she even do anything wrong?

Monica and Karan were not careful about their privacy in the first place. Anyone in Maneesha’s room would have come to know about their sexual adventures due to their noises. The fact that Maneesha was totally captivated by their sexual intimacy was because of her age!

How often do you see a couple making out in real life, leave alone, having sex? It was completely normal for her to act in the way she did. She did nothing wrong. Or did she? Maneesha was continuously debating with herself when she saw someone waving at her from the corner of her eye.

She looked up and saw her mom, along with her dad, Monica, and Karan, on the stage, behind the bride and bridegroom’s love seat. They were signaling Maneesha to come over for a photograph.

So putting her thoughts aside, Maneesha started walking down the aisle to reach the stage. Everyone in the wedding hall naturally started admiring this gorgeous young lady walking past them.

She gracefully wore a yellow wedding crop top which stopped two inches above her navel. She wore a cream color lehenga (gown) whose elastic covered the lower half of her navel below it.

A small portion of her belly was bare and visible. Being a conservative girl, she wasn’t comfortable exposing a lot of her belly skin and definitely not her navel while wearing saris or crop tops.

So she beautifully draped a matching yellow veil around her shoulder, which covered the exposed half of her navel. All the eyes were on her as she climbed the stage and posed for a photograph with her family.

She stood at the extreme corner adjacent to Karan, standing with his wife, Monica. While posing for the picture, Karan casually kept his hands on the waist of the two sisters.

Karan’s hands touched the bare skin on Maneesha’s belly. A wave of current passed down her spine as she gave out a silent moan. She couldn’t believe how her body was reacting. She was getting aroused!

The photographs were clicked. Maneesha’s family got down from the stage, making way for other guests. While Maneesha went back to her seat, Monica and Karan went to the dance floor. She looked at them dancing.

Monica was unarguably the hottest chick on the dance floor. She wore a black sleeveless blouse which barely covered her breasts. It was joined by two thin threads tied at the back.

No bra straps could be seen on Monica’s back. She might be wearing a strapless one, or she might not be wearing one at all, thought Maneesha. She matched her blouse with a beautiful gown of the same color.

While Maneesha was too shy to expose even her half navel, her elder sister Monica always dressed in a very seductive way. Her gown was hanging on her hip bone, maybe even below that, and inches below her navel. There was a veil on her collar bone.

But she didn’t make any efforts to cover any of her assets with it. She wore a belly chain just below her oval-shaped navel. Her cleavage, back, arms, and entire midriff were naked and visible. Maneesha could notice that all the guys were looking at Monica like vultures while she danced seductively.

Though no one dared to attempt to hit on Monica, as all this time, she was dancing in the arms of her lover, Karan. It was now that Maneesha focused on her brother-in-law. She had known Karan for years, even before he was married to Monica.

In fact, Monica introduced her boyfriend Karan first to Maneesha before she introduced him to their parents. Monica had many boyfriends before Karan, but Karan was the one Monica was most serious about. So serious that she ended up marrying him.

And what a choice her sister has, Maneesha told herself as she observed Karan. He was around 5’11 and had a slender body structure. Being a former national-level volleyball player, he maintained good shape. He was slim, and his ramrod-straight body was an add-on to his charming personality.

Maneesha recalled Karan removing his shirt the previous night. His perfect abs, his muscular arms were too hot for her to handle. Most importantly, his huge dick was something that flashed Maneesha’s mind regularly. She had never thought this way before, but she was getting attracted to Karan.

His fingers felt like heaven on her delicate stomach. Those few seconds of his touch made her ecstatic. She was lost in these thoughts as everyone started gathering to have snacks and dinner. Maneesha and her family, too, feasted on the various delicacies. Soon they were back on their way home.

Maneesha’s parents were tired, so the two sisters and Karan bid them goodnight and climbed up to their floor. They decided to chit-chat on the balcony and enjoy the weather for some time. They sat on the balcony and gossiped about the marriage, food, guests, relatives, and other stuff.

After a while, Karan got up and signaled to Monica that he is going inside the room. While going in, he winked at Monica, to which she smiled. Maneesha acted like she didn’t notice all this. Monica kept speaking to Maneesha about her college, studies, friends for some more time until she also decided to leave.

Monica: Alright, baby. It’s very late, shall we call it a day?

Maneesha: Sure, di, have a good night’s sleep!

Monica: Goodnight Manu, You too sleep well!

Both the sisters hugged and kissed goodbye and then exited the balcony to their respective rooms. But Maneesha knew very well that the day or the night is still not over for her charming sister.

She removed her veil and then silently opened her door or come back to her balcony. Trying hard to not make any noise, she took small steps towards Monica’s window.

Slowly, she leaned on the wall near the window and peeked inside. To her surprise, the action had already started! The two of them were so desperate that they had even forgotten to close the curtains! Monica was already on the bed.

Her head was resting on a huge pillow, and her arms were under the pillow holding it tightly. Her veil and her fancy sandals were lying on the floor, along with Karan’s Nehru jacket. Karan was standing on the floor at the edge of the bed, near Monica’s feet.

He bent forward and raised her black gown while purposely brushing his fingers on her smooth waxed legs. Within a minute, Monica’s gown had reached her thighs from her ankles. Her silky neck, collarbone, arms, cleavage, stomach, and now her legs too were uncovered and were inviting Karan to feast on them.

She laid on the bed half-naked, with her legs spread apart and ready for action. Karan, too, admired the flesh lying under his eyes from top to bottom, just like a hungry leopard would admire a lamb. He bit his lips as he unbuttoned his shirt and threw it away.

Once again, Karan went slow and started from Monica’s feet. He held her legs tightly so that she couldn’t move and started licking her feet. Monica moaned and giggled in pleasure as Karan’s tongue tickled her tender feet. She loved to be tickled forcefully.

Karan knew her wife’s weaknesses very well. He licked her toes and kissed everywhere on her feet. The strong grip of his hands didn’t allow Monica to move her feet. She desperately tried to cope up with all the tickles. Now Karan, one by one, removed the silver anklets from her feet.

He held one end of her anklet and tickled Monica’s feet and legs to her knees by rubbing the other end on them multiple times. Monica was enjoying every second of it and reciprocated well with her moans. Outside their room, Maneesha was having the time of her life.

She had a smile on her face as she watched Karan tease her elder sister in such an erotic way. Meanwhile, Karan covered Monica’s legs with a layer of his wet saliva. He kissed and bit her thighs, sucked her knees, and licked every inch of her legs and feet.

His face now went from her thighs to her exposed belly. While doing so, she deliberately brushed his lips and nose on her gown and tried to smell her wet pussy. He looked at Monica’s belly chain below her navel shining in the lights of the room.

He kissed her navel and bit the belly chain with his teeth while brushing his lips on the skin below her navel. This was another weak spot in Monica’s body. Karan knew how sensitive her navel was and wanted to make the most of it. He gave small kisses on her entire belly, making it wet with his saliva.

He rolled his tongue around her navel before giving it a final kiss. After that, she went sideward from her navel, kissing everywhere on the way. While doing so, he held Monica and turned her on the opposite side. He kept kissing her and now reached her back.

Monica turned completely and now laid on her stomach and breasts. Her back now faced Karan, who gave a good look at it before resuming. He found the hook of her belly chain on her back and opened it with his teeth. He threw the two ends away with his mouth.

Monica’s stomach was now completely bare. He kissed her spine, sending Monica to new levels of pleasure and ecstasy. He went upwards and untied her blouse’s two weak strings, now completely exposing her sexy back. He kept licking her spine from her neck till her love handle.

He turned her once again and pulled her upwards. He reached for the shoulder straps of her blouse and removed it completely. Karan threw her blouse, leaving her topless. Maneesha noticed the two bra cups falling out of her sister’s blouse as it landed on the floor.

Monica was actually not wearing a bra and just used the bra cups! She was amazed by the boldness of her sister. She again looked on the bed. Monica was again lying flat on the bed, and Karan’s teeth were now on her nipples. He kissed, sucked, and licked them like a toddler.

His hands were below her navel, trying to search for her gown’s strings. Once he found them, he untied them in a second. He raised her hip and started pulling the gown down. He kissed every part of her legs till her feet which the gown kept exposing as it went down.

Now it was only a little black thong that was hiding Karan’s treasure from him. He put his finger inside the string of her thong and brushed her wet love hole with it. Monica’s whole body jerked and shivered in pleasure as Karan’s fingers once again did magic.

He kissed her pussy over her thong and suddenly held it with both hands and tore it apart! Maneesha gasped for air as she saw Karan attack her sister’s pussy like a leopard jumping on its prey. Once again, Karan’s tongue went swimming inside Monica’s delicate pussy.

Monica was once again moaning at the top of her voice. It didn’t take long for Karan’s magical pussy to open his wife’s floodgates. Streams of cum dashed Karan’s mouth. Karan happily drank all of it and kept licking the pussy till Monica had exhausted her last drop.

She had an expression of satisfaction on her face like her pussy was sucked and fucked. But it was far from over for her. Karan unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers. He was very desperate now, so he pulled down his boxers too, along with his trousers. Maneesha saw him naked once again.

There was something about Karan’s nude flesh. Every time Maneesha saw it, she couldn’t control herself. Somehow she managed to stand still as she saw Karan now stroking his hard dick. Karan climbed on the bed and walked on his knees. He was over Monica, such that his legs were on both sides of her breasts.

His hard metal rod was just above her cleavage. Karan started stroking his dick on her wife’s cleavage. Both of them started moaning, and so did Maneesha. She was getting jealous of her sister. She really wanted to feel that huge monster inside her.

Karan, though kept fucking Monica’s cleavage. He increased his strokes, and now the tip of his dick was poking Monica’s lips. Monica smiled and licked her lips to lick Karan’s precum on them. She got up and signaled Karan to get aside. Sensing Monica’s idea Karan happily stood up and sat beside her.

He put his hands behind his head and waited for the action to follow. Monica came in front of Karan, looked into his eyes, and tied her hairs back in the sluttiest way possible. She held his huge dick in her small hands and started stroking. Karan immediately closed his eyes and groaned in pleasure.

Monica went down and now gave a dip kiss on the tip of his dick, making Karan moan even louder. Maneesha saw all this with trembling legs. She couldn’t believe what she saw. She had never seen this side of her sister. Monica took a long time teasing Karan but finally went for the blowjob.

Maneesha saw with her mouth opened as her sister took the entire length of Karan’s dick in her mouth. She gasped for air but didn’t let the dick go. Her cracked voice was making Karan hornier than ever. Monica started blowing him at a slow pace, and Karan kept moaning in resonance.

It didn’t take Monica long to unload this huge monster. After all, Karan was holding it for quite a long time now. Maneesha saw thick loads of creamy liquid coming out of her sister’s mouth. It went down from her mouth to her boobs and to her navel. She drank the rest of it and then got up and sat on Karan’s chest.

She took Karan’s hands in her hands and started rubbing her body with them. Karan went closer to Monica’s pussy and started licking it with his tongue. Seems Monica, too, knew all the tricks to arouse her husband. Her efforts succeeded as Maneesha saw Karan’s dick rising once again.

Once it was semi-hard, Maneesha turned around and bent forward to take it in her mouth while her ass and pussy still lay on Karan’s chest. They were engaged in a 69 position, as both of them sucked and licked each other’s genitals.

Once Karan was convinced his monster was ready, he got up and stood on his knees once again. He made Monica lie in the doggy style in front of him. Monica obliged and closed her eyes. Karan took position and gave a hard thrust to enter her without any condom.

Monica shouted as the hot rod went deep inside her vagina. Maneesha learned a new position as her brother-in-law drilled her beloved sister in front of her eyes. It was raw and erotic.

After a couple of minutes, Monica had already reached her orgasm and was dripping heavily. Karan now picked her up and threw her on the bed, and made her lie on her back. He spread her legs apart and gave the strongest thrust till now.

The thrust was so strong that even Maneesha gave out a slight yell in panic. She was scared and looked inside. Monica didn’t notice anything. Perhaps she was too horny to hear anything. But Karan seemed a little alert. Maneesha saw his head turning, and she immediately hid behind the wall.

She was trembling in fear. What if Karan saw her? How will she face Monica? She was thinking all this when she heard the loudest moan she has ever heard. With it, she heard Karan’s heavy groans and the bed’s noise. Karan seemed to have ignored her voice and resumed his work.

He was now fucking Monica with even more vigor. Maneesha was relieved as she didn’t get caught. She peeked a little and saw the animal in Karan coming out. He kept drilling like a maniac. Monica had cummed again, but Karan was far from over.

After a few minutes, he increased his humping and his pace. Monica kept grunting in pain and pleasure as Karan finally unloaded his load inside her. She, too, couldn’t stop herself and reached another orgasm.

Maneesha was scared to stay there now. She walked silently but swiftly to her room and locked it. She closed the curtains, switched off the lights, and jumped on her bed. All the scenes flashed her mind.

She didn’t realize when did her hands start touching herself. She touched her neck and fingered her navel while rubbing her feet with each other. One of her hands raised her lehenga to her thighs. She was too desperate that she didn’t even remove her panty and inserted her fingers inside it from the side.

She was already wet. Her finger went deep inside her pussy, and a moan came out of her mouth. She imagined Karan’s dick going in and out of her pussy and kept fingering herself. All her worries were overwhelmed by the pleasure. She was so wet that she now inserted two fingers inside her tight virgin pussy.

It was a bit painful, but she didn’t care. Within a few minutes, a gush of hot liquid came flowing down her pussy and splashed her thighs. She felt relieved and relaxed. She was no more felt scared or guilty. She was finally happy.

She wanted to change her dress and freshen up, but she was too tired to do so. Laying there, she fingered herself once again till she reached another orgasm and eventually slept off lying like that.

To be continued.

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Hi, guys. My name is Reeti Saxena. Thank you for all the love you have shown. If you are new, please read my old stories. You will like them. Today my story is different.

This is the story of my friend Kumari. A few weeks back, I was on a film shoot in Kolkata. It was a brothel scene. I was one of the female actors there. There I saw my old friend. I will not tell you her name. Now people call her Kumari.

She looks very different now. She was a thin black girl in school. But now she has become fair, has hot figure 38-28-40 and big breasts. She told me they are fake. A foreign client gifted her when he took her to the U.S. as a personal prostitute.

At first, she did not tell me she is a prostitute. She felt ashamed to tell me that. But then I saw her taking money from a man. He squeezed her boob hard and slipped the 2000 rupees note inside her blouse. Then she took her to one of the rooms.

I was worried for her. I walked to the door to hear what is going inside. I heard her moaning loudly. The man fucking her was also loud, calling her “Randi! Randi!”

I had my ear pressed against the door when a man walked to me. He was a big fat black guy. He told me to move aside. He opened the door and walked in. He turned to closed the door, but he smiled at me and did not lock the door.

From the gap, I was watching my friend being fucked by two dicks. She was sitting on the man’s cock while the other guy had his dick inside her mouth. “This will keep you quiet. Randi!” he said.

I was continuously watching them having sex. But then the director called me. I was shocked, and accidentally I opened the door and fell inside. My sari slipped, showing off a bit butt crack. I was embarrassed. I pulled up my sari and walked away.

When the door was open, the film crew watched my friend Kumari being fucked by two dicks. One in her pussy and another in her ass hole. She tried covering her face because she thought the film camera was recording her.

When I walked away, the big black man shouted, “Close the door!”

Later after the shooting was over, I was going home. There I saw Kumari waiting for me outside. Her eyes were red. I thought she was crying. She wanted to talk to me. Tell her story. Then one man walked to her.

“Come, let’s fuck,” he said, grabbing her butt.

“No,” she said, moving away from him.

“Come on. Itne nakhre?” (what’s with the attitude)

He took out a bundle of 100 rupees. Then he forced a kiss on her lips while putting the bundle inside her blouse. She pushed him back. In that process, her blouse was torn. She was not wearing a bra, so her breasts were exposed. Thankfully nobody was there to see.

“I’ll remember this bitch! Don’t come to me next time begging to suck my cock!”

She cursed him and walked towards me. I was scared because the road was empty, and this guy was six feet tall. But he did not do anything.

We walked to our hotel. I gave Kumari my shawl to cover her chest while walking through public places. She was very sad when she told me her story,

“I don’t know Reeti how this happened. One moment I was in college celebrating my 20th birthday and then suddenly my mother died. You know, you were there. I was taking care of my father.

He was going to retire in two months, so I started looking for jobs. I wanted to become a doctor, but I had to do a tailoring job to earn money. My father got retired, and after that, he started staying home.

Since he didn’t have any money, he stopped going to that woman in our village for sex. He was old but also very horny, all the time. I used to do all the housework; cleaning, cooking, washing clothes. He did nothing.

When I used to go to his room, I used to see cum fallen on the floor. At first, I thought it was Fevicol. But one time, I caught him shooting his cum on the floor. After that, he got very confident. He started masturbating in front of me.

After I used to come home in the night, I would see him not wearing his pants. His hand was always on his penis. While stroking his penis, he would find ways to touch me. But I used to keep a distance from him.

One time when we were sitting at the table eating dinner. He put on hand down and started masturbating. I did not notice first. Then when he started moaning, I saw him. I was shocked to see him staring at my chest.

I looked down to see my top two buttons were open, and he could see my bra. I was disgusted. I got up and walked away. That night while I was sleeping, he made his move.

That day I had walked a lot to deliver blouses, so I was tired. So I did not realize he was on top of me until he started fucking. I woke up and was about to scream, but he covered my mouth. I could smell the stink of his cum on his hands.

I did not do anything to stop him. He simply took my virginity and fell asleep next to me. After that day, he started sleeping next to me. Whenever he tried fucking me, I did not stop him. Even when a guest came to visit us, he would still fuck me.

Do you remember that time when you came to tell us that you were leaving? I went into the kitchen to bring water but did not come out for five minutes. When I was coming out, my father grabbed me and started fucking me. He did not let me go until he cum inside me.

After few weeks I started liking it. I started learning different positions from the internet to pleasure him. He was giving me a lot of attention, like my mother when she was fucking him. Whenever I came from work, he kissed me on the lips and then slid his finger inside my pussy.

He used to get me so horny that we had to fuck before dinner. So we fucked in the morning while bathing, before going to work, after coming from work, before dinner, after dinner, and while sleeping. I was in love with my father but in a different way. But he did not love me back. He had different plans for me.”

Suddenly Kumari started crying. She was about to fall on the road. I grabbed her. She stopped telling me the story until we reached my hotel. On the way, she was looking at me funny. Since I was holding her, her face was very close.

Kumari smelled me. I wasn’t wearing any perfume still she said, “You smell nice.”

Inside my hotel room, we ordered dinner and started eating. Kumari had stopped crying. She continued with the story.

“My father did not love me. He was training me. One day he brought a stranger into our house. His name was Subhash. He said he’s my mother’s ex-boyfriend. He was there for one night. We had dinner, we talked and went to sleep.

I was missing my father’s dick, but I couldn’t risk being caught by Subhash. So fell asleep. Late in the night, I felt father kissing my pussy. It was dark, so I did not see. This was new, but I loved it. He used his tongue to pleasure me.

Then at one point, my father asked, “Do you like her?”

“Yes, very much.” I heard him say while I felt his breath on my pussy. I was shocked to see Subhash pleasuring my pussy while my father stood at the door.

“She tastes just like her mother,” said Subhash.

After hearing the compliment, I did not stop him. Subhash violated all my holes while my father watched. Then at one point, Subhash told my father to join. He happily did that. We had a hot threesome while both of them sprayed cum on my face. Subhash was teaching us new moves.

After having sex multiple times, I fell asleep. Actually, they thought I fell asleep. They started talking,

“She’s a good fuck for 50 rupees,” says Subhash.

“Yes, I know. Do you think I should charge more?” asks my father.

“No…Not here. But if you give her to me, then I can give a good price for her,” Subhash said.

I heard Subhash whisper 5 lakhs to my father. My father got very excited hearing the number. Still, he said, “No.”

“I can’t live without her, and I can’t afford other prostitutes,” my father said.

“Ten lakhs.” said Subhash.

Still, my father refused. Subhash was disappointed. We had sex the next morning before he went away. I was happy that my father decided to let me stay. But after that incident, he started pimping me to other villagers. Like that woman Mohini, my father used to go to. I became the new village Mohini.

I continued to have sex in the morning, bathing, before work, after work, dinner, and night as before. But this time with different guys. My father insisted on me leaving my job since he got ten times more money selling my body. But I wanted to do my tailor job.

Together we earned so much money that we built a bigger house with new expensive stuff. I was so happy. Fucking strangers was no longer a problem for me. My father had started fucking me less. Actually, very rarely.

On his 65th birthday, I decided to surprise him. Actually, I had gone to a politician’s house to fuck him. But at the last moment, he had a heart attack, so without getting any money, I returned home.

My father was sleeping. I undressed and crawled into his bed. Then pulling down his pants, I started rubbing his penis. He was still asleep, so I was gentle. I was rubbing his penis for five minutes, but it did not become hard.

He woke up to see me between his legs. But he wasn’t happy. He got very angry. I tried calming him down with a kiss on the lips. I tried touching his penis, but he wouldn’t let me. We kissed for some time. Still, his dick was not hard.

I was worried for him. Later we learned that my father has become too old to have an erection. This made him mad. He did not want to see me anymore. He would send me to different places to fuck and collect money.

I hope things would be better, and he will soon get an erection like before. But he never did. One evening I saw Subhash sitting with my father. He smiled, looking at me.

“Hello, Subhash uncle,” I said and went to hug him. Instead, he pulled me for a kiss on the lips. “What brings you here?”

“I’ve come to take you,” said Subhash.

My father did not say anything. He did not even look in my eyes and said bye. After that, all events have been a blur.”

Coming back to the present, Kumari told me how Subhash took her to the brothel where she was tested by the biggest dicks she has ever seen. They trained her to be as good as a pornstar. While she continued the story of how she became a prostitute, she suddenly pulled me close and kissed me on my lips.

I was confused. I did not know how to respond. I was frozen when she kissed me again.

This is the story of my friend Kumari. What happened between us and her story after becoming a prostitute that I’ll tell next time. Till then, tell me what you think about my story at [email protected].