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

Savita was getting an enormous number of texts from Shobha, the woman who seduced and slept with her husband. She walked towards Govinda, who brought her a bunch of flowers. But Savita was not happy to see him, especially since she caught him drilling his female employee.

Govinda explained to Savita that it was just a farewell fuck. Since that lady staff was his ex-girlfriend, she wanted to do it one last time. After meeting Savita, Govinda broke off with her to be between Savita’s legs. Savita acted like she was satisfied with the puny explanation.

Savita wanted to cook for Govinda and Mandira rather than going out for dinner. “I like to cook. Cooking will take my mind off it,” Savita groaned. Govinda had no choice but to accept it.

Savita had to trust Govinda and give him another chance. She had left her home and business for Govinda.  Savita noticed her phone vibrating with continuous messages from Shobha. Shobha was in town and wanted to meet Savita.

“She’s in town? Fine, I’ll meet with her to remind Shobha just what I think about her!” Savita said to herself.

The next morning, Savita was dressed to make men drool. She sat at a corner table in a coffee shop opposite Shobha. Shobha thanked her for coming. “I’m so, so sorry. All I ever wanted was to be your little sister,” Shobha said to Savita, who was sipping the coffee with a blunt expression.

However, Shobha and Savita spend a couple of hours talking and opening up their minds. Savita finally decided to forgive her. “Everyone misses you. Ashok is a complete wreck, I hear. We all wish you’d come home,” Shobha pleaded to Savita.

Savita had an amazing but erotic plan to get back at Shobha and Govinda at the same time. Savita called a taxi for both of them. Shobha was dressed in a hot tight skirt and top. It gave off an ample amount of cleavage since she had unbuttoned the first two buttons.

Savita wanted to know if she could trust Govinda. She planned to make Shobha seduce Govinda. Savita was sure Govinda would fall for a curvy woman like Shobha. She could use that as bait to leave him. She giggled as she directed Shobha to Govinda. Govinda was having lunch sitting all by himself.

“Govinda? You’re sure a hard man to find,” Shobha said in a slutty tone as she walked towards him.

“I’m sorry, did we have an appointment?” Govinda was surprised to find a sexy woman. The buttons of her top were open, exposing enough skin and offering him a hand for a handshake.

Shobha sat opposite Govinda. She made sure she gave him a good view of her cleavage valley. Shobha moved her feet under the table to touch his legs. She was proud of her skills that would make any man hard.

She moved her leg between his crotches and touched his groin with her toes. Using her toes, she poked and tapped over his penis, which was getting bigger. Govinda wanted to know more about Shobha’s skills.

“Well, I started sucking cocks at a very young age. And I perfected that art before I turned legal,” Shobha said, trying to locate the zip of his pants with her toes.

She moved under the table and unzipped him with her lips. Govinda was rock hard and made a bulge through his underwear. Quickly she took him out and touched his tip with her thumb.

Govinda wanted to resist her. He wanted to be faithful to Savita. But he moaned when he felt her lips wrap around his throbbing hot cock. Shobha licked the veins and smacked her lips. Gently she rolled her tongue over his penis head.

Govinda felt his cock get wet with her Saliva. She was going all in. She was deep throating herself with his cock. “I thought you wanted to know about my skills. Then slip inside and find out,” Shobha giggled, taking a break from the amazing blowjob.

The next Friday, Savita and Govinda were throwing a dinner for the first time as a couple. Mandira was taking care of cleaning and arranging. She also served the guests drinks.

Govinda never expected Shobha here. What happened between them was just casual, and he had never invited. But what surprised Govinda was the fact that Shobha was Savita’s friend, and it was Savita who invited her.

“What was that the other day? That seduction routine!” Govinda whispered to Shobha as he spotted Savita walking to the kitchen to grab something.

“I just met you 5 minutes ago!” Shobha said in a surprised tone. Shobha said that she already had a job in a town and came to the party only because Savita invited her. She had no idea about anything that happened under the table in the cafeteria.

Govinda was confused about what had happened. He spent another hour trying to recall everything that happened with Shobha.

Meanwhile, Savita had sent away all the guests. She grabbed Govinda by his arm and took him to the bedroom. Then slid the bedsheet gently to show Mandira. She was naked and wet lying there was inviting him to join her.

Walking behind Govinda, she gently took out his coat and then started unbuttoning his shirt. “I’ve been thinking about a 3-way since you caught us together,” Savita giggled, trying to get him naked.

Mandira got up and grabbed his erect cock as Savita stripped him naked. Mandira then started sucking him dry. Savita stripped herself and joined the session. Gently she squeezed Govinda’s butt and his balls from below while Mandira sucked his dick.

Mandira never had a cock before. She was actually a virgin except for Savita, who tasted her pussy. Mandira arched backward and stretched her legs for Govinda to penetrate her. Savita held his cock in her palm and directed it into Mandira’s wet welcoming pussy. She moaned as she received the first dick in her life.

“What about me?” a sweet seductive voice said from behind. It was Shobha naked and wet between her legs. She giggled at Govinda, sandwiched between Savita and Mandira.

Shobha immediately joined Savita, who was sitting on Mandira’s face, making her lick. She pushed Govinda off Mandira and jumped between her legs. Shobha wanted to taste Mandira’s virgin pussy.

She licked Mandira’s clit like she was doing it for the first time. Mandira moaned as she felt Shobha bite her clit. Shobha was not satisfied with that. She directed Govinda to drill her from behind. Adjusting herself in a doggy style, she groaned at Govinda to penetrate her faster and harder than every previous thrust.

Savita and Mandira locked their legs between each other’s legs and rubbed their pussies. They were scissoring and moaning like sluts. Shobha watched Mandira and Savita make each other release their juices. She could spot their cream oozing out of their pussies. She moaned as Govinda thrust faster.

Govinda could no longer hold his load. Watching Savita and Mandira playing and licking each other’s pussy made him unload a huge load onto Shobha. He had never released such a huge load. Savita and Mandira, naked and wet with cum smiled as they walked towards him.

Shobha, too got up. The three women exchanged, kissed, and tasted each other’s wet privates one last time. They stared at Govinda, who was resting tired after an amazing session.

“Did I forget to tell you? That was our farewell fuck, you liar,” Savita roared at him as she started dressing up.

“And I’m going with her. I quit!” Mandira said with pride, following Savita.

To read Savita bhabhi episode # 114, ‘Promises Are Made…To Be Broken,’ click here.

Everyone heads to their respective rooms. Suraj and Amelia both look quite happy, but Suraj still has his focus on Amira. Amira, on the other hand, is very disgusted as she saw Suraj having sex with Amelia. She now has to share the room with Samir for a whole one week until the final tasks.

Amira feels bad for herself. She now has to share a room with Samir, who fooled around with the slutty Manisha on the first day of the show. Samir still cannot believe that he is sharing a room with the most beautiful girl in the show.

They are inside their room, and Samir is hoping for some action. Even though Samir is really cute, Amira doesn’t want to get near him. She puts on her night pajamas and goes to sleep. That disappoints Samir. They don’t speak much.

As Samir has had enough actions with his cock, he goes to sleep as well. They are on the same bed, but that hardly matters as they both fall asleep in no time.

Meanwhile, inside another private villa, Manisha is on the bed. Even though she is slutty, she feels really bad about how Samir told everyone what they did inside the pool. Pratyush, on the other hand, is not bothered by that.

To cheer up Manisha, he holds her hand and pulls her up. “Come on, babe. Everyone will be doing the same thing for the next 20 weeks. After all, it is a sexual show.” He says as Manisha gets up. She looks into Pratyush’s eyes. His words cheer her a bit.

Manisha is wearing a short skirt and a crop top. Pratyush slides his hand inside her skirt and grabs her ass. “Mmm, what are you doing, babe?” she smiles at Pratyush. “Repaying you. Giving you what I couldn’t give you earlier.” Pratyush laughs and puts his lips on hers.

They start kissing, and Pratyush gets really hard inside his shorts. “Mmmm,” Manisha moans inside Pratyush’s mouth as she forgets everything that happened earlier and enjoys the kiss. Pratyush holds Manisha’s thighs and lifts her leg as he pulls her closer.

Manisha presses her boobs on Pratyush’s chest as they continue kissing. Manisha starts leaking inside her panty. She moved her ass in excitement as Pratyush pulls her closer and rubs his boner on her crotch. After kissing for some time, Pratyush pushes Manisha on the bed.

She lies down flat on her back. Pratyush gives a naughty smile to Manisha as he pulls down her panty. Manisha bends her legs and spreads them as Pratyush pulls her panty from her legs. Pratyush now positions himself between her legs and moves his head towards her wet pussy.

Manisha gets really excited as she feels Pratyush’s mouth on her cunt. Pratyush first sucks her dark labia. While doing that, he takes his hand up to grab her boobs from her top.

“Ah, babe,” Manisha moans in excitement as Pratyush licks her pussy. Pratyush lifts her ass and moves his tongue right from her asshole to her clit. Manisha trembles in excitement as she feels Pratyush’s tongue on her asshole. Her pussy pulsates and leaks so much juice.

Pratyush licks all that while squeezing Manisha’s boobs from her top. He then moves his hand down to her pussy as he shifts his tongue completely to her asshole. He rolls his tongue around her asshole as he slowly pushes a finger inside her pussy.

Manisha moves her body and arches her back as she is feeling so much pleasure. She is on the verge of the first orgasm. Pratyush continues licking her asshole while fucking her cunt with his finger. She moans really hard and loud. She trembles and shivers as she has her orgasm.

She is breathing heavily while Pratyush continues playing with her asshole and pussy. After making Manisha’s asshole wet enough, Pratyush pushes a finger inside her asshole while shifting his tongue to her clit.

Manisha, still recovering from her first orgasm, feels little pain in her asshole. But stays still, breathing heavily. Pratyush pushes his finger deep inside Manisha’s asshole as he rolls his tongue around her clit. Manisha gets another orgasm with that.

She arches her body in extreme pleasure. She is breathing heavily and has a satisfying smile on her face. She closes her legs and asks Pratyush to come up. They cuddle and kiss for some time. Manisha, who had doubts over Pratyush earlier, now feels really happy with him.

Meanwhile, inside Leo’s room, Saira is inside the bathroom. Both Leo and Saira are quite happy with each other. They feel like they have quite a connection. Saira comes out wearing a thong and a black crop top. Her body and hair are all wet.

Despite being quite serious, Leo couldn’t help himself checking out Saira’s round ass. “You have such a nice body,” Leo tries to flirt with Saira. “Really? You like it?” Saira turns around to flash her ass to Leo. They get quite comfortable with each other, and after few talks, they start kissing.

Leo, who is wearing just underwear, pulls Saira on his lap. He could feel her big ass on his crotch. They suck each other’s lips as both of them get really horny. Saira starts leaking on her panties while Leo’s dick gets bigger inside his underwear. Saira grinds her ass on Leo’s boner as they keep kissing each other.

Saira couldn’t take it anymore and gets off from Leo’s lap. She takes off her thing and also asks Leo to take off his underwear. After Leo gets naked, Saira moves again on Leo’s lap. “Mmmm,” she moans as she rubs Leo’s cock on her pussy and sits gently on it.

Even though Leo is a religious man, he cannot help himself by saying abusive words while fucking. “Mmmm, ride me like a slut, baby,” he says as Saira starts bouncing on his cock. Saira doesn’t like that, but she still rides him.

“Mmmm, yes, you are such a slut,” Leo says as he lifts Saira’s top and grabs her boobs. Leo calling her slut really disappoints Saira, but she doesn’t say anything and just keeps bouncing on his cock.

After a while, Leo flushes all his cum inside Saira’s pussy. Due to disappointment, Saira doesn’t even get her orgasm. Leo is tired, so he goes to sleep. On the other hand, Saira is disappointed and thinks of ditching Leo. She also falls asleep after some time.

Suraj and Amelia have fun one more time before they go to sleep. (I will skip normal sex and only explain the major actions). Amelia is really happy, and she falls asleep inside Suraj’s arms. Suraj, meanwhile, still has his eyes on Amira.

Meanwhile, at the shared villas, Ali and Anisha are inside their room. Even though Ali wanted to match with Amira, he is still happy to share a room with Anisha. He is decent but still cannot resist the good-looking, hot woman. Anisha was exactly that.

On the other hand, Anisha was desperate to have a cock inside her mouth again. After Anisha takes a shower and comes out, Ali walks inside the shower to fresh himself up. He gets hard as he couldn’t stop thinking of sharing the bed with Anisha.

Anisha, on the other hand, wants to tempt Ali. So she puts on a thong and transparent nightwear, both black. Her boobs, nipples, and ass are visible. Ali rubs his cock for a while under the shower and comes out. He has wrapped a towel around his waist, but one can still see the bulge on it.

Anisha stares at his bulge. “Naughty. How did that happen, Ali?” Anisha tries to flirt with Ali while Ali literally has his eyes fixed on Anisha’s body. “I don’t know. Maybe the excitement around here,” Ali laughs as he sits on the edge of the bed.

Anisha is sitting on the bed, resting her back on the headboard. “Really? What kind of excitement?” Anisha replies as she opens up her legs to expose her thong to Ali. Her thong already has wet spots on it. Ali’s mouth is wide open as he sees Anisha’s thong.

“What happened, Ali? You look shocked. What did you see?” Anisha flirts with him, and she spreads her legs further. As she spreads her legs further, her tiny thong move between her labia, almost exposing her cunt and pussy lips.

Ali couldn’t believe all that, and with a regular attempt from his cock to come out, the towel unfolds. His hard cock is exposed now. He tries to cover it, but it is too late. Anisha comes close to him, and she has her eyes on his cock.

“Mmmm, so you were hiding this thing inside the towel?” She laughs as she grabs it. Ali feels chills all around his body and moans in pleasure. He then looks Anisha into her eyes and pulls her closer. While Anisha slowly strokes his cock, Ali puts his lips on hers and grabs her boobs from her nightwear.

Anisha moans inside Ali’s mouth as she continues stroking his cock. Her thong drips with her juice while Ali starts leaking precum from his cock. They both get really wet. After a while, Anisha pushes Ali on the bed. She then moves her ass to Ali’s face and sits on it, giving Ali access to her cunt.

Ali obliges and rubs his thumb on Anisha’s cunt from her thong.  Anisha moans and takes her mouth to Ali’s cock. They are in 69 position now. Ali shifts Anisha’s thong a little and sucks her labia. Anisha moves her ass in excitement as she takes Ali’s cock deep inside her mouth.

They do that for a while, and then Anisha gets into a doggy position. Ali goes behind and slaps her ass. “Mmmm, daddy,” Anisha moans like a slut as she moves her ass back so that she can touch Ali’s cock. Moving Anisha’s thong aside, Ali rubs the tip of his cock on her pussy before pushing it deep inside.

Anisha moans and takes it all inside with excitement. Ali fucks her from behind, and they both moan really hard. Their moans are so loud that even Alisha and Mayank, who have room next door, hear it. They fuck for some time as their moans fill the whole room.

“Mmmm, fuck me like a whore daddy,” Anisha moans really hard and loud. Ali enjoys all that and pushes his cock hard inside Anisha’s cunt. They reach the climax at the same time.

After Ali releases his cum inside Anisha’s cunt, they lie down on their back, smiling at each other.  They clean themselves after a while and then sleep together, cuddling each other.

Meanwhile, inside Irfan’s room, both Irfan and Olivia are expecting a fun night together. They already had some actions on the balcony. Now, they want to continue it. As they come back from the hall and enter their room, they kiss each other.

They don’t even bother to change their dresses as they get really wild. They kiss and touch each other while taking off their clothes. Moans fill their room as they get completely naked. Irfan lifts Olivia in his arms as they continue to suck each other’s lips.

Irfan’s big cock is already hard, and Olivia’s clean shaved pussy is leaking so much juice. After kissing for a while, Irfan puts Olivia on the bed and gets on top of her. “You naughty boy,” Olivia laughs as she wraps her legs around Irfan’s ass.

He kisses her again as he moves his ass to touch Olivia’s wet pussy with his hard cock. Olivia gets really excited with the touch that she pulls Irfan’s ass towards her pussy. Irfan understands the sign, and adjusting the tip of his cock on her pussy makes a push.

He fucks her while they continue kissing. Olivia feels little pain, but she ignores it as she is so feeling so much excitement. They kiss and fuck for a while. They both moan inside each other’s mouth as Irfan thrusts his cock deep inside Olivia’s pussy.

They were both excited all along after they had that action on the balcony. Now the added excitations prove to be so much that Olivia has her orgasm. She trembles, shivers, and arches her back while Irfan keeps pushing his cock inside Olivia’s pussy.

Olivia clenches her nails on Irfan’s back and holds his ass tight with her legs. Her first orgasm is followed by a second. Irfan finally releases his cum inside Olivia’s pussy. “Mmmm, it’s so good,” he moans hard as he ejaculates.

Irfan then lies down beside Olivia. Cum starts flowing out from Olivia’s pussy as they look at each other and smile. They then take a shower together and go to sleep. They both have satisfying smiles on their faces.

This much for this part. How will Alisha and Mayank react after hearing moans from Ali’s room? What happens with Siddharth/Smriti, Gary/Mindira, and Alina/Samarth. To find out, stay tuned, and don’t forget to send your feedback to [email protected]. Ans also read my other story.

Hello dosto, main Akshay Thakur, firse apke samne Minal Gupta ki agli aur akhri chudai ki dastan. Pichle 3 partsmein maine apko bataya kaise Minal ek Brahmin ladki apni Muslim best friend Reshmake boyfriend Ahmed se chudti hai.

Minal ko Ahmed ke lund ka chaska lagne ke baad uski rakhel banke rehti hai. Uske behkawe mein ake ek namard se shadi karti hai. Ab age ki kahani Minal ki zubani.

Hi dosto main asha karti hu aap sabhiko meri pichli stories pasand ayi ho. Abhi tak apne jana hoga main Ahmed kirakhel ho gayi thi. Uski sex-slave ho gayi thi. Yaha tak Ahmed ke behkawe mein ake ek namard se shadi racha ke main Ahmad ke bistar ki gulam bani hui thi.

Ahmed ne mujhe pregnant karke uske gynecologist se treatment leke mere doodh nikalna suru karke fir abortion kiya tha. Abhi main uski doodh bhari randi thi. Mere 38DD ke stano mein itna doodh nikalta tha ke mujhe extra ka doodh human milk bank mein donate karna padta tha.

Jabtak Reshma ne hame pakad nahi liya tha woh mujhe har din man-marji chodta aur ek rakhel ki tarah hi rakhta. Mere pati ko bhi koi shikayat nahi thi woh apni gand marwa ke khush tha. Meri shadi shuda jindagi mein pati ke sath sex ke alawa baki sab thik chal raha tha.

Reshma ne hame pakadne ke baad bohut bada tamasha kiya aur mujhe usse dur rehne ko kaha. Reshma fir Ahmed pe najar rakti thi. Par Ahmed kaha manne wala tha woh bahana karke mujhe apne dost ke ghar bula ke chodta tha.

Par mujhe hardin chudai ki lat lag gayi thi aur pati to nakara tha isliye meri aag shant nahi ho pa rahi thi. Maine hawas ke khatir apne pados ke ek 20 saal ke ladke ke sath affair kar liya tha. Use lagta tha main apne pati se chupa ke usse chudti thi.

Par asal mein mere pati ko sab kuch pata tha. Kai baar to main pati ko bahar jane bolti thi taki woh ake mujhe chod sake. Jawan lund mein takad thi aur stamina bhi par sirf chut shant karne ke kaam ka tha. Jis taraha Ahmed jalil karke meri chut gand aur muuh ka bura haal karta tha.

Mujhe ek do take ki rand jaisa saluk karke mera istamal karta tha usme mujhe jyada maja ata tha. Mahine mein ek ya do baar main Ahmed se chud pati thi. Par usme mujhe shanti nahi milti thi. Main Reshma pe gussa hone lagi. Ahmed se aur chudai ki bhik mangne lagi. Par woh bhi kuch nahi kar sakta tha.

March 2020 mein Lockdown hua India mein uske baad to sabhi gharpe atke hue the. Mera pati Medical MR tha to woh kaam  pe jata tha. Mera khali ghar dekh ke pados ka ladke ake mujhe chodta, doodh pita, aur din bhar mujhe nanga rakhta. Meri pyas kuch had tak buj rahi thi.

Udhar Reshma ka bura haal ho raha tha. Ahmed jo hamare jaisi randiyo ko berehmi se chodta tha use Reshma se woh shanti nahi mil pa rahi thi. Reshma ka baccha 6 mahine ka tha aur woh Ahmed ki jalim chudai nahi seh pa rahi thi.

May ke start mein Reshma ne khud mujhe phone kiya. Main uska phone dekh ke hairan thi. Usne mujhe bataya ke woh Ahmad ko nahi seh pa rahi. Ahmed ne use sab kuch bata diya hai.

Reshma ne bataya ke woh ab jaan chuki hai Ahmed ke kai aurto ke sath sambandh hai. Use pyar se nahi balki sakti se aur berehmi se chodna pasand hai jo Reshma nahi seh sakti. Reshma ne ye bhi bataya ke Ahmed ki maa ko sab kuch pehle se hi pata tha.

Ahmed ne apni maa tak ko nahi choda tha aur jo gynecologist jiske pass mujhe le jata hai uske sath hi sab kuch suru hua tha. Ye sab chije to mujhe bhi nahi pata thi. Jab tak main sab hajam kar pati Reshma ne mujhse mafi mangi aur mujhse request karne lagi apni Ahmad ko shant karne ke liye.

Main ye sun ke chouk gayi. Maine kabhi nahi socha aisa kabhi mere jindagi mein mod ayega. Fir maine thoda socha aur kaha meri ek shart hai main tere bistar mein ake tere samne usse chudugi. Reshma ro rahi thi par woh mann gayi.

Main samaj gayi ke Ahmed ne uska kya haal kar diya tha. Aur main bhi khush thi apne yaar ke pass jane ke liye. Maine mere pati ko sari bate bata di aur usse kaha mujhe Ahmed ke ghar chhodne ko.

Woh bhi namard man gaya apni biwi ko uske yaar ke ghar chod ane ko. Lockdown hata nahi tha par woh medical field mein tha to useka pass tha. Main dusre din subha apne kapde pack karke Ahmed ke ghar gayi.

Mujhe dekh ke Ahmed aur dono bohut khush hue. Main ate hi Ahmed ke room mein nahane chali gayi kyuki mein bahar se ayi thi. Nahake bahar ayi to Ahmed room mein mera intajar kar raha the.

Mere bahar ate hi mujhe pakad ke mere stan masalne lag gaya. Tab maine use baji mein karke Reshma ko ander bulaya. Reshma ne ander ake darwaja lagaya.

Minal: Reshma, mujhse mafi mango pehle.

Reshma ne Ahmed ke taraf dekha. Ahmed mere stan chhune ki koshish kar raha tha.

Reshma: Mujhe maaf kardo, Minal. Maine tumhe bohut bhala bura kaha.

Minal: Abhi apne pati se chudne ke liye mujhse bhik mango.

Reshma: Minal please mere pati se chud ko use shant karo. Main use nahi sambhal sakti.

Itna sunte hi Ahmed ne mera towel nikala aur mere stan se doodh pine lag gaya. Reshma palat ke bahar jane lag gayi.

Minal: Yahi ruko Reshma. Meri shart yaad hai na?

Reshma ruk gayi aur chair pe baith gayi. mein pura wakt uski akho mein dekh rahi thi. Ahmed mere stan joro se chus raha tha. Fir usne mujhe bistar pe patka aur apne kapde utar ke mere upar chad gaya.

Minal: Isi bistar mein sabse pehle chudi thi Reshma. Tujhse pehle isne mujhe choda tha yahi pe.

Ahmed: Ha randi yahi teri seal tuti thi. Us din se tu meri randi bani hai.

Reshma sharam se niche dekh rahi thi. Mujhe use dekh ke aur maja ara tha. Ahmed mujhe joro se chod raha tha aur aur stan itne jor se daba raha tha ke doodh behne laga.

Ahmed: Abhi tu meri randi nahi rahel banke isi ghar mein rahegi aur har din mujhse chudegi.

Minal: Ha har din chudungi agar Reshma kahegi to.

Ye sunte hi Ahmed ko josh agaya aur woh aur jorse chodne laga. Main joro se ahe bharne lagi.

Reshma: Chod le ise har din. Aaj se ye bistar tera hi hai.

Ahmed sun ke khush ho gaya. aur usne Reshma ko apne pass bula liya.

Ahmed: Ye to rakhel hi rahegi, tu meri biwi hai udas mat ho.

Ahmed ne mujhe palat ke meri gand mein lund pel diya. Thodi der mein maine dekha Reshma puri nangi ho ke mere samne baith gayi.

Reshma: Bohut shauk hai na randi tujhe dusro ke pati ke sath chudne ka. Le ab meri chut saaf kar.
Main gand marwate hue Reshma ki chut chatne lag gayi. Ye mera pehli baar tha par kisi lund se acchi to mujhe chut lagi.

Reshma: Jab khudka pati nakara hai tujhe dusro ke pati ki jarurat padegi na randi.

Minal: Ha hai mera pati namard. Isi liye tere pati ki rakhel bani hu.

Ahmed ne mujhe palta aur fir se meri chut ki chudai karne laga. Reshma mere muh pe ake baith gayi. Dono pati patni mere stan nichod ke mera doodh nikal rahe the.

Reshma: Kitna sara doodh hai tujme. Aajse gharme sab tera hi doodh piyege.

Ahmed: Ghar ki rakhel aur gayi hai ye randi abhi.

Jabtak Reshma ka pani nikla nahi mw uski chut chatti rahi. Usne sara pani mere muh pe chod diya aur Ahmed ne hamesha ki tarah sara maal meri chut mein dal diya.

Us din ke baad mein usi gharme agle 4 mahine rahi aur Ahmed se din raat chudai karti. Gharme adhi nangi ghumti. Reshma mujhse baat karne lagi par mujhe ek naukrani ki tarah pesh ane lagi.

Ghar ke sare kaam woh mujhse karati. Ahmed mujhe kaam karte wakt bhi chod deta. Har din mera doodh nichod ke pita. Uske bacche ko bhi mera doodh pilane lag gaye.

Abh main Ahmed ki rakhel banke us gharme jati hu aur rehti hu. Ye hai meri akhri dastan.

Ye thi kahani ki kaise Minal ko Ahmed ne choda aur uski randi banaya. Main clear karna chahta hu mera koi religious bias nahi hai. Usne apni kahani boli maine likh di. Koi aur dusre prospective se kahani batai jo mujhe interesting lage to main woh bhi likh duga.

Main special thanks kehna chahuga unko jihone comments kiye aur next part likne ki requests aur mails kiye.

Koi suggestions dene ho to mera mail id hai [email protected]. Aap chahe to mujhse hangout pe chat bhi kar sakte hai.

Hello readers, please read part 1 of this story if you haven’t read it as yet. This will help you to understand the background of this part.

For one second, I couldn’t believe that my school teacher Shweta, was naked before me with her lusty face and was looking at me while I slid my cock in her pussy. In her naked glory, she was begging me to ram her as hard and fast as I can. I was holding her tightly by her waist and I started fucking her.

Shweta ma’am was moaning like it was the only thing she ever wanted. My cock was going deep in her pussy, not very fast but very much deep. The walls of my married teacher’s pussy were hugging my cock strongly as her legs were wound around my waist. I was rubbing and spanking her ass as I was ramming her.

Then I bent over her and looked into her eyes. She opened her mouth and I spat in her mouth. She swallowed it and took out her tongue for me. I caught hold of her hair and head and pulled her in for a deep smooch. I was sucking her lips like they were made for this. I was getting rough with our kissing.

Shweta still kept moaning and humming as my thick cock pierced her pussy deeper with each stroke. She now dug her nails in my back and parted the kiss. What she said next was music to my ears. “Faad do meri chut, Sammy. I have missed this feeling so much. I will do as you say, make me your slut!”

I bit her on the neck and behind her ears as she dug her nails deeper in my back. As I stopped fucking my slutty teacher, I turned her around on the bed and wanted to cherish that ass which had been in my dreams for years.

I dug my face between those butt cheeks and started slurping the pussy juices that had dripped till her asshole. Licking from the start of her butt crack and going down till I reached her pussy. My lips and tongue sucked and made her moan.

She: I have never experienced this baby. Oh god, you are amazing.

Shweta lifted her ass a little as she came on her knees. Her shoulders and upper body were still on the bed. She was in an arch as I sucked her pussy from behind. I gave some nice little slaps on her wet pussy and she demanded my cock again.

I adjusted my cock from behind and gave a really hard stroke right in her vagina. As she shouted my name, “Oh Samyyyyyy,” I gave her a nice open hand spank on both her butts. I started moving my cock deeper and faster in her pussy. I could feel her walls now slowly getting closer to my cock and grasping them.

“Oh baby, I am close. I want to cum babyyyy, don’t stooopp..Aaaahhh, don’t stop,” she exclaimed as I kept ramming her and scratching her back.

As I caught hold of her hair, her body became stiff. My school teacher was now trembling on her knees, as her pussy walls made contractions on my cock, and she came with a loud moan. I gave some nice and slow, deep strokes as she was cumming.

She: Eat me jaan, eat me now. Meri chaattoo..Lick my vagina.

As my slutty teacher instructed me, I was now sucking and licking her pussy. She lay flat on the bed, but I was still not done.

I turned her around and again got into the missionary position. She had her legs in the air. I started to ram her furiously. Only “aaaahh,” was heard from her mouth for the next 5-6 minutes.

Humping her in speed, I asked her. “Where do you want me to cum babe?” and while moaning like a slut, she said, “Aahaaah haaaahh.. deep aaahhh, aaahh, deep inside me master.”

As she called me ‘master’, I couldn’t control but slap her boobs. I grabbed her by the neck and then I came deep in her pussy and I fell on her. She held my face and started kissing me all over. Our bodies were full of sweat and her lower body was filled with her vaginal juices. We still stuck onto each other as we cuddled for the next 15-20 minutes.

I sensed that she had slept naked in my arms. I lowered her and went to the washroom for a shower. As I came out wearing a towel, I took a mental picture of what I saw. With wide legs spread on the bed, was my school teacher who I had just fucked, and she had called me her ‘sex master’. I couldn’t imagine a better evening for me.

I wore my denim and made my way to the kitchen. I was in the mood for a beer and went to the fridge only to find nothing but some groceries. I came back to her bar cabinet to pour myself some whiskey and headed back to the room as I couldn’t risk her daughter coming out of her room.

As I sat beside her on the bed, Shweta opened her eyes, gave me a wicked smile and got up to hug me.

Me: You need to take a shower.

She: I see you have already cleaned yourself.

Me: Yes, take a shower and then let me know your kinks, which we can fulfill till we can.

She gave me a nice and deep kiss, and she went for her shower. I was tempted to go and fuck her in the bathroom, but I controlled myself. I wanted my hot school teacher to beg to be fucked. She came out with a towel around her boobs, which didn’t even cover her pussy.

She: I thought I might have you in the shower. Too bored already?

Me: Haha, no Shweta, maybe I was waiting for you to call me.

She: Aren’t you the master? I am totally devoted to you and am your slave.

And that was how I know she has really submitted herself to me.

Me: Is that so?

She: Yes master.

She widened her legs and turned around and bent to give me a clear view of her ass, asshole, and her pussy.

Me: Wait for this slut. First come to me, lie on the bed for me, and throw that damn towel away.

Shweta came and lay down face up on the bed. I slowly poured my whiskey between her cleavage and started to lick it and began pressing her boobs hard.

She: Yes master. I love that pain.

***

Read about how I made her my slut in the next part. Any lady or girl who’d like to talk about her fantasies, know more about me, or maybe need someone who is a master of oral can reach me on [email protected] on hangouts or email.

Hello all, I am Veer. In this story, I am going to tell about my experience with incest. This story would be in multiple parts which will include all my encounters so far.

Coming to the story, it’s about my mom Geetha. She is 42 years old now, and her stats are 34c-30-38.

It all started 3 years ago, on a summer night. Usually, my parents sleep in their room with AC and I sleep in the hall where I keep the cooler. That day the AC in the bedroom gave me some trouble because of which mom also came to the hall and slept on the floor, while I was sleeping on the couch.

Everything was fine and I slept normally until I woke up to go to the washroom. While going, I walked almost closing my eyes because of the drowsy feeling. When I came back to my couch, I noticed that my mom Geetha was sleeping on the floor while her nighty was raised above the thighs.

At first, it felt bad to see, and I tried to close my eyes, but the lust within me arose that day making me hard! The bed light was reflecting on her milky, white thighs which gave me a total hard-on. I wanted to see more of it but, she hadn’t moved much.

After I had waited like that for 15-20 minutes, my mom slightly spread her legs. That gave me a glimpse of her hairy pussy, but in just that bed light. I couldn’t see it clearly other than my mom’s black pubic hair. Soon, she must have felt the breeze from the cooler on her pussy, because of which she adjusted her nighty back to the full length.

That night, I went back into the washroom and masturbated. It was the best masturbation I had till then! And, from then on, whenever I got the chance, I used to peek at her curves and cleavage whenever she bent. Every time I got a glimpse, it aroused me so much.

However, that wasn’t enough for me. I wanted to see my mother totally nude, but I didn’t know how.

After thinking for a while, I got a plan. Our house’s bathroom door handle had double screws at each side which gets bolted on the other side of the door. If one of them was removed, no one could notice it until they look towards it intentionally.

So, one day when no one was there at home, I carefully removed one bolt from that. And immediately, I checked the view by standing outside. It wasn’t exactly great in all directions, but I could see most of the bathroom. And, then it was time to wait for the exact opportunity.

Every day, my dad went to the office at 8 and I went to college at 9, after which my mom would freshen up. So, on one such day, after my dad had left, my mom asked me why I was I still in bed even though it was time for college.

Geetha: Veer, why are you still in bed? Don’t you have college today?

Me: I am not feeling well, ma. I have a headache. I am not going today.

Geetha: Fine, even if you are not going, at least eat something and sleep.

Me: Ok ma, I will eat in some time, you carry on with your work.

Then, my mom went into the kitchen and did some chores after which she took her fresh clothes and went to have a bath. That was the time for which I was waiting. However, it was a bit scary too!

If she caught me, it would be a big issue. So, first I went near the bathroom and knocked on the door to ask her something hoping if she was already naked, she would just reply from inside.

Me: Ma, do you have any tablets for headaches?

Geetha: I’ve to see inside the cabinet. I will be out in 10-15 minutes, then I will give it to you. Is it ok?

Me: Sure ma, take your time, it’s fine with me.

Then, I slowly dared to look through the hole for which I had been waiting. My mom was totally naked, and I was able to see her from her left side! It was for the first time in the light that I was seeing her nude boobs and brownish nipples. They were still good in shape even at that age.

Seeing them gave me an instant hard-on. She was unaware of me and applying soap all over her body. When she was applying and at each place, I got a glimpse of her whole body and her hairy pussy. It was exciting to see my mother totally nude.

Soon, she finished her bath and dried herself with a towel. I watched her till then and went into my room, by which time she had dressed up.

Once after she came out, she went into their room to check for the tablet. Meanwhile, I went into the bathroom and masturbated to the fullest extent.

That day, it was the best experience. However, I couldn’t skip college every day which could be a problem. So I had to take some risk if I wanted to go anywhere further.

After a few days, I again skipped college and waited for her to bathe. However, this time, I wanted to make a little sound near the door, so she would look towards the door. I wanted to see if she finds out that someone was watching. I just wanted to play, based on her reaction.

If she was okay, I would get a green signal. However if she raised an alarm, I would escape somehow by saying that I was searching for a test paper that I had kept in the almirah near the bathroom.

As I hoped, my mom went inside and once I confirmed she would be in the bath, I went by the door and peeked through the hole. However, to my surprise, she was already been looking through the hole naked.

My heart just skipped a beat at the moment thinking that she had already found out about it. However to my surprise, she started to bathe as usual, but this time giving me a full view! My mom cleaned her pussy thoroughly for few minutes giving me a view of her pink pussy lips between her black pubic hair. I was totally hard looking at that.

I just wanted to knock on the door to see her reaction whether she was doing it intentionally or not.

Me: Ma?

This time, she slightly opened the door to reply to me.

Geetha: Yes dear, what do you want?

While asking, her eyes noticed my hardness, which made me sure that she was doing it intentionally! So, I directly wanted to confront her.

Me: Did you know I was watching?

Geetha: I know that. I had found out about this hole a few days ago. At first, I was mad, but soon after thinking about it for a while, it aroused me.

Me: Can I come inside then?

Geetha: Well, what’s there that you haven’t already seen? Come in.

It felt like a dream to be invited by mom, and that too while she was nude in the shower. I wasted no time and went inside and locked the door.

Geetha: You got such a huge hard-on. Is it all because of me?

Me: It’s totally because of you, ma.

Geetha: Let me remove your clothes too, so that I can also get a view of you.

My mom quickly removed my t-shirt and shorts. And then she looked at me from top to bottom.

Me: Can I touch them?

Geetha: Them, what? Ask properly, I can’t understand.

Me: Your breasts.

Geetha: Oh them, you used to play with them in your childhood. Want to play again?

I immediately grabbed my mom’s wet boobs in my hands and started to feel their sponginess. As I began to press hard, she began to moan slightly closing her eyes.

I went closer to her and kissed her on her lips. It was all like a dream but I was enjoying it to the fullest extent. I kissed her passionately and she kissed me back inserting her tongue in my mouth.

While kissing crazily, my hands grabbed her big ass, and I squeezed them tightly. She hugged me tightly and kissed me deeply. And then I placed my hand on her pussy and began to rub it slowly for which she moaned heavily.

Geetha: Aaah ah ahah aaaahh Veer, eat me, baby. Eat your ma’s sweet pussy.

I was shocked to hear that from my mom but I immediately went down on my knees and kissed her pussy. It felt delicious and she held me tight onto her pussy.

Geetha: Aaah ahah ah aaaahh, eat it Veer. Eat me totally, you motherfucker.

I was excited to hear her moan like that, and it encouraged me to the fullest. I ate her pussy for 10 minutes and then she told me to get up. She went on her knees and gave me the best blowjob. I was in a different universe. She sucked like a pro that you can see in porn.

I soon came into her mouth without telling her. But, she didn’t say a thing, she just spat that out, and came to my ears and whispered,

Geetha: Let’s do it in bed, the rest of the action would be great in bed.

My mom quickly dried herself and me with the towel and we went into the bedroom. She lay on the bed and gave me a naughty smile.

Geetha: Come over me, today I want to have sex which I haven’t had in years.

Me: What about dad? You both don’t have it?

Geetha: It’s been years since we had, and I am tired of satisfying myself. Sometimes I wanted to cheat on someone, however, it didn’t feel safe. But now, I have my son to satisfy me.

Me: Yes ma, I’ll satisfy your needs.

Geetha: Don’t call me ma, call me Geetha. It makes me horny.

Me: Yes, Geetha.

I went over to her and kissed her again. But, this time she was not in the mood for kisses.

Geetha: Enough with the kisses. I can’t wait anymore, fill me with your penis and fuck me like a whore. I want to feel it deep inside me.

I slowly inserted my dick into her pussy. It was such a great feeling of warmth and wetness all over my dick. It was a wonderful first experience. She moaned as I inserted deep into her pussy.

Geetha: Aaaahhhh.. Deeper.

I went deep into her and slowly began to fuck her pussy with passion. With each thrust, I increased my pace. And she was moaning crazily as I increased my speed.

Geetha: Aaaaaaaahhaaahhhhh, you mother fucker. Fuck me more, make me your bitch.

I was more and more aroused by her words and fucked her more intensely. She was pressing her boobs with her hands so tightly while I rammed her pussy deeper.

Geetha: Aaahhah mmmmm yesss babyyyy, fuck your mother and fill her with your cum.

I was going at full speed and soon in 10 minutes, she reached her orgasm and held me tight with her thighs and hands without giving me any chance to move.

Mom was in a trance for half a minute, and she opened her eyes then, but, her pussy was still vibrating profusely around my dick. I laid on her at that moment.

Me: How’s it?

Geetha: The best orgasm ever. I want it regularly.

Me: I’d love to make love to you, ma.

Geetha: From now on, call me Geetha only when we’re alone.

Me: Ok Geetha, my secret lover.

Geetha: That’s making me feel aroused again.

***

For this part, I will end here. In the coming parts, I’ll explain the further story and different other experiences. For your feedback: [email protected].

Kavita and I had been married for more than a year when I shared my erotic fantasy with her. During the initial stage of our marriage, things were really good. Kavita came from a very conservative family. Hence she was a virgin.

I took her virginity on our honeymoon. Kavita was very satisfied with me because she had nothing to compare me with. I was 24 when we got married, and Kavita was 21 years old.

Ever since college, I had a weird fantasy of seeing women get fucked in front of me. I say weird because it is not very common in India. I didn’t have any luck with girls in college because of my looks and nerdy behavior.

When I was in college, I somehow saw my mom getting pounded by my senior (that’s another story). So after completing college and getting a government job, I jumped at the opportunity to marry Kavita. I couldn’t complain when my mom chose Kavita for me. She was everything that I dreamed of.

We had sex at regular intervals, and she kept me very satisfied. Kavita wasn’t very comfortable with oral sex. After I requested her, she would reluctantly suck my dick, but she wouldn’t let me cum in her mouth or on her face.

About a year ago (1 and half years after our marriage), I told her about my fantasy while we were making love. At first, she was taken aback and felt very awkward and disgusted. But I kept saying this to her for over six months, and now that awkwardness had fazed out.

Kavita agreed to think about it while we had sex only because that turned me on. She had made it very clear to me that she would never sleep with anyone else. Kavita would often get turned on when I pretended to be a South Indian guy. She told me that she liked a south Indian senior in her college times.

I made it clear to Kavita that I was more interested in watching her have sex with someone else rather than me experimenting with some new girl. She, however, was unsure of even considering the idea.

Her primary concerns were our family prestige and our relationship. I didn’t know how to convince her but tried on every possible opportunity.

Finally, after six more months, when even Kavita leaned towards my fantasy, I came up with an idea. I told Kavita that let’s go somewhere for a vacation, and there she can fulfill my fantasy. No one would even know us there, and it would only be a one-time thing.

Kavita rejected it at first. But it took me another 2 months to finally convince her. So after 2 years and 9 months of our marriage and almost 1 and half years of convincing Kavita, she hesitantly agreed to fulfill my fantasy. But even now, she was unsure. I assured her that I would not force her.

Kavita was very reluctant about this idea. I assured her that there was nothing wrong with this. She was doing this only because she loved me, and no one would ever know about it.

My wife, Kavita, and I were settled in New Delhi. We decided to go to Mumbai for a 3-day vacation. We reached Mumbai, every guy I saw on the way, I could only picture my wife with him. I even told Kavita that many men are staring at her. But she would just nervously smile and let it go.

The first day passed, and there was no progress. Even the second day passed just like that, but nothing happened even that day. We fucked on the first night in Mumbai, but I was very upset with Kavita on the second night.

The next day we had to board the train back to Delhi in the evening. We didn’t talk much that day. I realized that my fantasy would only be a fantasy. The next day Kavita and I didn’t talk much. We stayed in the hotel till the afternoon. After lunch, we headed to the railway station to head back to Delhi.

Kavita could clearly see that I was upset and frustrated, even she remained quiet and didn’t say anything. We boarded the train. It was Rajdhani express from Mumbai to Delhi. Our seat was in a first-class lockable compartment. There were 4 seats, 2 were occupied by Kavita and me, and the other two were empty.

The train was about to leave the station when a guy in his 40’s entered our compartment. He was probably 6’ tall and had a big mustache above his lips and a very clean face. He looked at my beautiful wife. Kavita didn’t notice him. She was searching for something in her purse.

Now to tell you about Kavita, she was 23 years old then. She stood 5’4” tall. Kavita had decent 34 sized boobs, but her ass was the attraction point. Kavita wore a comfortable Patiala salwar below with a front slit kurti on top.

Kavita’s kurti had buttons on the front. If she pulled her hand up, her navel could be clearly seen.

The other man kept his luggage below the berth and adjusted in the berth in front of us. I was sitting near the window reading a magazine while Kavita sat next to me browsing her phone.

The TTE came and checked the ticket and informed them that the 4th person would board the train at Kota station, which would arrive at 3:00 AM.

Around an hour later, I was just flipping the magazine’s pages disinterestedly. Out of nowhere, Kavita started the conversation with this unknown man sitting in front of us. The conversation went like this.

“Are you traveling to Delhi, sir?” Kavita asked

“Yes, What about you?” He asked

“Oh yes, I was just here with some work,” Kavita responded

“And what about you, sir?” Kavita turned towards me and asked me.

I stared blankly at her. Like ‘what the fuck’ I thought in my mind

“Sorry to disturb you, sir. I mean, are you also traveling to Delhi?” She asked again

I couldn’t understand anything. I just nodded my head in yes.

“Looks like you are not a talkative person. I like to talk to people and get to know them when I travel,” Kavita added.

So far, I had no idea as to why Kavita was behaving like this.

“It’s ok, sir, some people don’t like to talk much, I understand. I will just talk to this gentleman here.” Kavita said confidently as she pointed towards the stranger.

Was this some kind of game? What was Kavita trying to do? This behavior was very unlike her, but still, I played along.

“I like to be by myself,” Finally I said something

“Got it, sir, I won’t be disturbing you then,” Kavita responded back to me. I had never seen Kavita speaking so confidently. Then Kavita turned to the stranger

“So what about you, sir? Do you also like to be by yourself?” Kavita asked the stranger.

“No, I get bored being by myself. I always need a good companion, and you seem to be a perfect one.” The stranger started flirting with Kavita

“Yes, perfect. So are you from Delhi,” Kavita asked, trying to make up a conversation.

“No, I am basically from Chennai. My name is Vijay Reddy,” the stranger introduced himself by moving his right hand forward.

“Oh! South Indian!” Kavita highlighted south Indian when she shook his hand. It was at this moment that I realized what my wife could possibly be up to. But still, I had my doubts and didn’t get my hopes up.

“My name is Kavita, by the way, sir,” Kavita said, retracting her hand from the handshake.

“Oh, nice name, please don’t call me sir. You call me Reddy. I prefer that,” Reddy said.

“Sure, sir. Errr… I mean, Reddy,” Kavita stressed on the word Reddy.

“At first, I thought you and this gentleman (me) were together,” Reddy said, pointing towards me

“Oh no, sir, you must be mistaken. He is not with me. My husband is back home. He didn’t have time to accompany me.” My 23-year-old shy wife had just made me a stranger in front of another stranger.

I was listening to their conversation while pretending to read the magazine. They were just talking harmlessly. Few hours passed by, and now I wanted to spice things up.

I wanted to know how far my wife would go or was it just flirting. So I thought to play my own game. After dinner was served at around 10 PM.

“Excuse me, could you please sit on that seat. I need to lie down for a bit.” I said to Kavita. Now I saw the fear in her eyes as she looked blankly at me, lost of words.

“Oh, Kavita looks like the gentleman is disturbed. Why don’t you come and sit next to me?” Reddy also added.

Now, this was a point to make a decision. Kavita still stared at me and thought for a few seconds, which felt like an eternity to all of us. Finally, to my shock, she got up from our berth and shifted to the seat in front.

“Please rest, sir. Hopefully, we won’t disturb you now,” Kavita again seemed to have got her confidence back. I was all confused as she used the word we. I was excited as hell to see how further my wife would go.

Reddy took out his phone his phone and started showing his army days photos to Kavita.

“Wow, I didn’t know that you were in the army. I bet you have a very good body.” Kavita said, placing her palm on Reddy’s biceps. Kavita looked at me for a second and then again went back to looking at Reddy’s phone.

“Well, women tend to like my body,” Reddy was now openly flirting with her.

“Oh, women! Looks like someone has been cheating on his wife.”

“Well, being in the army, I have traveled a lot and have had my share of women,” Reddy’s words now had an effect on Kavita. I could now see that Kavita had leaned onto him on the pretext of seeing something from Reddy’s phone. The side of her boob was crushing against his arm.

“Wow, you lucky man,” Kavita playfully said, giving his arm the feel of her boobs. I looked at Reddy, and I could clearly see that he was getting a bit uncomfortable. But I am pretty sure that he was enjoying every moment inside.

“Well, trust me, Kavita, the ladies are lucky to have me,” saying this, Reddy placed his hand around Kavita’s shoulder.

“I love to… (Reddy moved his lips towards Kavita’s ear). Hear my name from their lips in pleasure,” I saw Kavita tremble as he said that. She was now in Reddy’s embrace. She looked directly at me as if expecting me to do something.

All I could see was my 23-year-old wife in a South Indian stranger’s arm who was probably in his mid 40’s. I felt that this is the moment I got up from my berth and moved out of the first-class compartment.

As I moved out, I could feel that Kavita became nervous at being left alone with this stranger. There were a million thoughts in my mind as I was going out. What would Reddy do if now that he was alone with Kavita? Would Kavita stop him? I shut the sliding door but didn’t close it completely to peep inside.

As soon as Reddy figured that they were alone in the compartment. He pulled my wife like a flower and made her sit on his lap with her legs on either side of his thighs. Before my innocent wife could understand anything, his lips were on her mouth.

I saw Kavita resisting as she tried to pull back by placing her hand on his chest. But man, Reddy was a tough man. There was no way Reddy was going to leave this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Reddy held my wife tightly as he sucked both her lips in between his. I was sure that Kavita was not responding to him. But now, she wasn’t even trying to pull back. I could clearly see Reddy trying to push his tongue between her lips. But Kavita kept his lips closed.

I saw Kavita’s hips slowly moving on Reddy’s thighs. This was the cue that Kavita was getting turned on now. Reddy moved his hands on her waist as she moved her hips. Kavita now broke the kiss and pulled back. She looked towards the door, and she could clearly see me standing there.

Kavita was still sitting on Reddy’s lap and looking at me. I had my mouth slightly open and didn’t give her any expression. As Reddy was about to turn towards me, Kavita held Reddy’s face by both her hands and placed her lips on his. I saw my lovely shy wife dominating a South Indian army man by her kiss.

I could clearly make out that Kavita had now slipped her tongue in his mouth. They both passionately kissed for god knows how many minutes. Reddy had now moved his one hand on Kavita’s 34C sized boobs. Kavita now herself directed Reddy’s head towards her boobs.

Reddy was more than happy to bite her boobs above her kurti. Kavita placed both her hands around Reddy’s neck and arched her chest forward. My lovely wife rolled her tongue on her lips, and Reddy unbuttoned the top two buttons of her kurti and licked her cleavage.

I don’t know what happened to me. I made a sound with the door as if I was having a problem opening the door. That brought my lovely wife, Kavita, back to her senses. Kavita quickly got up from Reddy’s lap and moved to sit beside him.

Reddy thought that I really had some problem with the door, so he tried to slide it open from inside. The door opened, and I saw Kavita buttoning her kurti as she tried to catch her breath. And I could clearly see a tent in Reddy’s pants.

To be continued.

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Thank you all for showing great support. It’s been a while since I wrote. Got held up with work and other stuff. You guys have shown so much patience. But, no more waiting. Here’s the next part!

Narrated by David.

I got back home by around the afternoon. I went in, but there was no one to be found. Everyone must be in their rooms. I, too, was tired and went inside my room to freshen up. While I was washing my face, someone opened my door.

Mom: At last, you came.

Me: It’s not that late, mom.

Mom: What about breakfast? I told you to eat and go.

Me: Uff! I’ll eat now. Don’t worry.

Mom: It’s almost time for lunch. We’ll eat lunch now. Come fast after getting ready.

Me: OK, mom.

Mom: And, decide on what you want to order.

Me: Order? So we all are going to order food today?

Mom: It’s just us, dear. They’re all going out. Your uncle’s got some function to attend.

Me: Oh! OK, mom. Even Larry and Leah are going?

Mom: Yeah. Leah didn’t want to. But your uncle said it’s necessary.

Me: Oh, OK. I’ll come in a few minutes, and then we’ll order.

After she went, I thought about the incident with aunt Elsa. We didn’t get a chance to talk after that. Maybe, I could do that before she went. With that thought in mind, I quickly changed my dress and went to the hall.

I could hear people talking. As I walked into the hall, everyone was already there. Aunt and mom were talking. Aunt was looking stunning wearing a party theme saree. Bareback and a low neck. It was amazing how she still looked this sexy at this age.

Even Leah and Larry were looking sharp. Leah was wearing party wear that actually pretty much-covered everything. But she still looked gorgeous.

She saw me and smiled. I, too, smiled back. I couldn’t believe I had so much adventure with that girl. She raised her eyebrows as if asking me what I was thinking. Although, I kind of had a feeling she already knew.

Her tongue now played in a manner that was poking her cheeks from inside. I knew she was indicating a blowjob. I blushed, looking at her, thinking of the memory. I tried looking at aunt, but she carefully avoided looking at me. Or, so did I thought.

She didn’t even look at me once before leaving. Mom locked the door after they left. My mind was rushing in thoughts of aunt. What if she was feeling guilty and wanted to stop. I didn’t want that to happen. It had barely begun.

Mom: What are you thinking about? David?

I spaced out for a moment before I heard her.

Me: Nothing. So what are we ordering?

Mom: You choose. Whatever is fine with me. Although, find something south Indian. You know I don’t like pizza and that kind of food.

Me: OK, mom. Let me see.

She went inside her room, and I began searching for food items on my phone. It was hard to choose when you had so many options. I was still searching when mom came back.

I looked at her and saw that she changed her clothes. She was now wearing a satin nighty. Although it was a pretty normal one, she didn’t have these kinds before.

Me: Wow, mom! Is that new?

Mom: oh! Ya. Your aunt bought me a few. I don’t really know if it suits me.

Me: You look so ho… beautiful in that mom. You don’t have to worry about anything.

Mom: Ho? What’s that? And thank you. But you are just saying that because I’m your mom.

Me: My tongue just slipped. That’s all, mom.

Mom: Did you mean to say hot?

I blushed.

Me: Yeah, sorry.

Mom: I’ll take that as a compliment.

She smiled, saying this. I, too, became happy. Mom has changed a lot now. I loved that. I smiled back at her. I looked at her figure. She looked stunning in that. It was a perfect fit. Her bust was pushing up. Just by looking at her, I could feel my dick getting hard.

Mom: OK. Stop staring like that. I’m still your mom.

Me: Sorry, mom. It’s just that you are so beautiful.

Mom: Haha. Such a charmer. OK, now order something. We need to eat.

Me: Fried rice? Noodles?

Mom: Fried rice is fine.

Me: OK, mom. Let me order. Cash or card?

Mom: Cash. How much time it’ll take?

Me: Around 40 minutes.

Mom: I’ll watch some TV then.

Saying this, she came and sat beside me on the sofa and turned on the TV. We watched TV for some time. I occasionally glanced at her boobs and body. It was hard not to get a boner. But, thank God, food arrived. I collected the food.

We both sat down to eat food. I constantly stared at her. It was hard not to stare. Her bust was pushing up as if trying to come out.

Me: So aunt bought you so many dresses?

Mom: What… No… No… Just two nighties. She didn’t know if I was going to like it or not.

Me: Well, you seem to. Also, you look amazing in this.

Mom: OK, stop now. Haha. Actually, you’re right. It’s really comfortable to wear. I’m thinking of buying more.

Me: You should. Not just nighties. Even other clothes. Sarees and other modern clothes.

Mom: I don’t know about that. What if I don’t look good in that.

Me: Not possible, mom. You’ll look good in whatever. We can buy online. I’ll help you look.

Mom: online? No way. I haven’t even tried wearing such clothes. Maybe, one day we’ll go to a store and then see.

I was disappointed. I suddenly got an idea.

Me: Aunt has a lot of dresses. You can just try out a few to see.

Mom: What! No. It’s not right. What will she think?

Me: She’s not here, mom. She’ll not know.

Mom: That’s not right. Taking without permission is wrong. And, I’m not doing that.

Me: Only we aren’t taking any. We’re just trying out, mom. Please…

She didn’t say anything for a while. Maybe, she was willing to. After eating, she went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and I went back to watching TV. A while later, she came back and sat with me.

Me: When will they come back?

Mom: I don’t know – sometimes at night.

Me: So, we’ve got enough time. When are we going to try out?

Mom: Try what out?

Me: The dress, mom.

She was now smiling a bit.

Me: Mom, please. At least a few dresses?

Mom: Oh God! Fine, stop whining now.

I got happy and smiled. She, too, laughed and relaxed on the couch.

Me: So when are we going to do it?

Mom: Let me sleep for a while now.

She laid down saying that and closed her eyes. I was frustrated thinking of waiting. I got restless after watching TV and got up. I walked around the house for some time. What all clothes was she going to wear? Will she wear it in front of me? So many fantasies ran in my mind.

That’s when an idea struck my mind. I could go into my aunt’s room and select a few clothes for mom to wear. If mom chooses, she’ll go for the most conservative type. This way I could have some fun.

I went inside my aunt’s room and opened the cupboards. I knew aunt had so many clothes, but, damn! This was a lot. There were so many to choose from – sarees, churidars, gowns, nighties, sleepwear, etc.

I selected a few of each style. Most of them were revealing and sexy. Although, I didn’t know if mom will wear them. I had selected 5 outfits and was about to leave. That’s when sleepwear got my eyes. It was a pink translucent thing. So small and tiny. More of a babydoll type.

God! How would mom look in that! I wanted to see her in that dress so badly. But how will I give it to her? I thought of putting it between the other clothes and say I didn’t notice it or something. It was a long shot. But, I had to try.

I took this all out in excitement and looked at the clock. It was almost five. I couldn’t wait any longer. I went near her and called her. She didn’t wake up. She was in a deep sleep. Her boobs were calling out. Through the satin nightie, I could see the outline of her bra. I shook her to see if she woke up.

She didn’t. I slowly placed my hand on her boob. My heart was pounding like hell. I slowly started massaging her boob. My excitement grew wild. I started applying some pressure. I could feel her nipples getting hard. That made me lose control, and I tried to pinch her nipple.

Suddenly, she woke. I fell backward. She was in a sleepy mood and couldn’t figure out anything. She looked at me, puzzled.

Mom: What time is it?

Me: 5 o’clock.

Mom: Oh! I had a dream.

Me: Good one?

Mom: I don’t know. Can’t remember clearly. Thanks for calling me.

Me: Sure, mom. I was getting bored.

Mom: I’m sure you got restless thinking about me. Haha.

Coming this out of mom’s mouth was kind of embarrassing. I smiled like an idiot.

Mom: Let me go take a bath first.

Me: OK, mom. I have already selected a few of my aunt’s clothes for you to try.

Mom: Why is that you want to see me in those type of clothes so badly?

Me: I don’t know, mom. It’s just that you would look so…

Mom: So?

Me: Hot and…

Mom: And?

I couldn’t read her face, but I wanted to say how I feel.

Me: And sexy.

Mom: Oh wow!

Me: Don’t take this in the wrong way.

Mom: Don’t worry. I’m flattered. But I’m still your mom. I don’t think you should think of me like that.

Even though she said this, she had a smile on her face.

Mom: Alright, let me take a quick shower. Bring those dresses to my room.

My excitement was beyond measure. My mom was the one I always fantasized about. This is a dream come true.

After she went to the shower, I took those dresses and brought them to her room. I waited a while for her to come out. After half an hour, she came out wearing a bathrobe. She looked at me and smiled.

The bathrobe didn’t exactly cover much. Her smooth legs were on display and the way she walked towards me in that wet hair and body. I wanted to fuck her right away!

Mom: Let’s see what you have selected.

She came and took the one from the top. It was a long dress, which had a cut down the leg.

Mom: It’s actually nice. But I don’t think this will fit me. It’s really long.

Mom was right. The dress was not only long but also big. Mom had a fit body compared to aunt. So, that makes sense.

Me: Ya, leave that we’ll see the next one.

She put that one down and went for the next one. This was a shining black saree. She took that and looked at me.

Mom: Idiot. You need a blouse to wear this saree.

She was right. I didn’t think of that. This dress-up was becoming a failure. Although, I got an idea.

Me: Is the blouse really necessary?

Mom: Of course. Or else my bra would be there.

Mom was a little shy to say this.

Me: Some people wear it like that.

Mom: Well, I’m not some people. So forget it.

I became sad.

Me: You are just finding reasons not to wear all this. You could have said no from the beginning then.

She was surprised I got so sad by this.

Mom: Alright, but just this one time.

I cheered up, and she laughed.

Mom: Although, I don’t see the point. It’s not like I can wear this outside. Anyway, go out so I can change.

Me: I’ll turn around, mom. You can change.

Mom: I don’t think that’s a good idea, son.

Me: Mom, trust me. I won’t look.

I turned around, and she started dressing. After a couple of minutes she said:

Mom: OK, I’m ready.

I couldn’t control my happiness. I turned around and saw the most beautiful woman. My mom was wearing the saree with only her bra. She was wearing a black lace bra that pushed her boobs up. The shining black saree gave her the perfection needed.

She looked like she was about to perform an item dance in a Bollywood song. She was that hot. I stared at her for so long without saying anything.

Mom: OK, stop drooling like that. You are making me shy.

Her face was getting red. Making it even hotter.

Me: Mom, you look like a model. Super sexy model.

Mom: Don’t say things like that, David.

Me: It’s the truth, mom. You are a goddess.

Her saree was worn above her navel. I wanted to see that too.

Me: Although there is one more thing.

Mom: And what’s that?

I went near her. So close that she was surprised.

Mom: What are you doing?

I put my hand on her waist, inside her saree, and pulled it a little down. My hand felt the soft skin of her smooth belly. She let out a surprised moan and looked at me, astonished. I moved back and looked at her. She was still shocked by what I did.

Me: Now it’s perfect.

Her breaths were now heavy, making her boobs go higher. Her cleavage was calling out to me. The long skin from her cleavage to her neck was so beautiful. I wanted to remove that saree and pull her close to me. My dick was throbbing inside my pants.

She finally snapped out.

Mom: You are bold, aren’t you!

Me: I just wanted to make it perfect.

Mom: Don’t you have the shame to flirt with your mom?

Me: Why should I? You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen.

Mom: Bla bla… Get lost, idiot.

We both laughed. I was actually a bit surprised that mom was cool with all this. A month back, I couldn’t even picture all this.

Me: OK, now the next.

Mom: Uff! I’m already tired.

Me: Just one more, mom.

She took the next one. I had hidden the nightwear inside that. When she unfolded it. The nightdress fell down. We both looked at it.

Mom: What’s that?

Me: I don’t know, mom. It must have stuck inside that.

I picked it up and checked it as if seeing it for the first time.

Me: I think it’s a nightdress.

Mom: Oh! Well, put it back.

Me: Wait, why don’t you try this for the last round?

Mom: What are you insane? It’s see-through.

Me: I can already see your bra, mom. At least you get to cover that with this.

Mom: exactly! You have already seen my bra. Isn’t that enough?

Me: Mom, please. You know it will look good on you. Please… Please…

Mom: Don’t you think it’s wrong?

Me: Why? It’s things people wear, mom. It’s not like you are naked.

Mom: This is all new to me, David. Please try to understand.

I knew I shouldn’t push her. She had already done enough.

Me: OK, mom. Don’t worry. You don’t have to do anything you are not comfortable with.

She didn’t say anything. She stared at me for a while. After that, she took the nightdress from my hand.

Mom: Turn around, you fool!

Me: Really?

I was jumping with happiness. I turned around. She was ready in a few minutes and called me. I turned around. The dress didn’t cover much and left so little to the imagination.

Her bra and panties were clearly visible. She stood there with shyness. She wasn’t even looking at me. I wanted to do so many things to her. She was looking so sexy. She pulled the nightdress close so that I couldn’t see inside.

I went near her and made her look at me with my hand. She looked at me with concern. I kissed her forehead.

Me: I’m happy I got such a beautiful mom.

She just stood there saying nothing. I slowly placed my hand on her hand and moved them away. She didn’t protest.

I pulled the nightdress apart a little so that her bra and panty were now directly seen. Her body was shaking a little. But, she didn’t move. I looked down and saw her breasts. They were so perfect. The way I liked. Her smooth belly. Everything turned me on.

I wanted to touch them. I brought my hand up to her breasts, and she moved back.

Mom: What are you doing?

Me: I… I…

Mom: You said you wanted to see me in these dresses, right? And now you want to touch me?

I couldn’t read her face. Was she disappointed in me?

Suddenly, she laughed.

Mom: Now, don’t be shocked. I’m kidding. But control yourself. I’m still your mom. Looking is one thing. But touching…

Me: Sorry, mom, it won’t happen again.

Mom: it’s alright.

She smiled, and I smiled back with relief.

Mom: So, have you had your fill, you little pervert?

Me: Mom, stop.

She was making fun of me now. I felt embarrassed.

I suddenly felt the urge to tickle her. I moved quickly and tickled her bare belly. She was surprised for a moment and tried to move away. But my grip was strong. She started laughing and was wriggling between my hand. Her soft belly pressed against my hand. It sends shivers down my body.

Mom: David, please leave me.

She said while laughing uncontrollably. But I was enjoying this too much to stop. Her nightdress was now completely open and was barely holding on.

Mom: Alright then. You asked for this.

Saying this, she too started tickling me, and we both were now pushing against each other. All this was making me so horny and made a bulge in my pant. She tried to let go of my grip and turned around.

I placed one hand on her stomach and the other right above her boobs. Her breast was rising heavily due to fast breathing. I wanted to grab them badly. Her body was now pressed against mine. I could feel my dick pressing against her bare ass. The night was somehow pulled up in a way.

Mom: Hey, mister, what’s that poking me from behind?

I got nervous and moved my dick a little back and let her go. She turned around and looked at me and then straight towards my dick. I tried to cover it with my hands.

Mom: I can see that our playing made you a little excited.

I didn’t know what to say, although she didn’t sound angry. Maybe, it was alright.

Me: Mom, can you blame me? Look at you. You are so hot.

Mom: You are not a little child anymore like I thought. But, you shouldn’t feel that way towards me. You can get a lot of girls of your own age.

Me: I know, mom. I’ll try to control it.

Mom: Before that, let me see it.

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. Did I hear it right?

Me: What, mom?!

Mom: Come on. It’s only fair. I’m practically almost naked here.

She was right. And, this was a chance to maybe even do something more. I got excited. I quickly removed my shirt and pants and removed my boxers. But she caught hold of my arm.

Mom: That’s enough. Were you trying to get fully naked in front of me? Hahaha.

Me: I… I thought…

She looked straight into my eyes, and I looked back at her. Her body was now sweating. I could see sweat shining on her cleavage and neck. Her milky white belly was now red due to playing.

Suddenly, I felt her hand move from my arm to my dick. I was surprised. Her hand moved on top of my dick and pressed it. My dick jumped inside as if trying to get out.

Mom: It’s struggling inside.

I couldn’t say anything back. I waited for her to do something further. My throat felt try, and I gulped. My own mom grabbing my dick. This was a long-held fantasy. From the day I saw her naked in our bathroom.

She slowly moved her hand inside my boxer and held my dick, and pulled it outside. My dick sprang to its fullest and stood straight. All this while her eyes were staring at me with a kind of wildness. I was frozen in place.

She rubbed my dick slowly. Her soft hands felt like heaven on my dick. I looked at her beautiful face. Her luscious lips were playing a little smile. She bit her lips as if knowing where I was staring.

My dick jumped again. Damn, I couldn’t wish for anything more now. She gripped my dick tightly and rubbed the tip with her thumb. I was enjoying a newfound pleasure. Maybe because my mom was doing it. She then released it.

Mom: Alright, now put all these dresses back in her room and in the same place. Don’t replace anything.

Saying this, she removed the nightdress and gave it to me, standing in just her underwear. I looked at her, shocked.

Mom: Don’t be surprised. It’s not like there’s nothing much to hide anyway with that nightdress. Now go away and allow me to change into something appropriate.

I still couldn’t believe she did that. I smiled at her.

Me: Mom, you are the best.

Mom: It looked like you needed some help. Now go take care of it.

Me: OK, mom, thanks for doing this for me.

Mom: And put your thing back inside.

She laughed. I smiled and took a final looked at her hot body, and left the room happily. We have come a long way. And I like the direction this is heading. I was going to make her mine.

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Hello dosto, mera naam Sheela hai. Main 53 saal ki hun. Mere pita Indian the aur meri Maa British. Meri 19 ki umar mein shaadi ho gayi thi aur jab main 29 ki thi tab mere pati ki maut ho gayi.

Mere itne bachche hai ki main 2 cricket teams banalu. Main abhi bhi maa ban sakti hun toh ho sakta hai ki jab aap yeh kahani padh rahe ho, mera ek aur bachcha ho chuka ho. Main yoga aur gym karti hun fit rehne ke liye.

Mere ghar mein nange rehne ka riwaaz hai par yeh riwaaz maine baad mein shuru kiya. Aaj ki yeh kahani tabki hai jab mere pati ki maut ho chuki thi. Us waqt mere itne bachche nahi the jitne aaj hai.

October ka mahina tha. Shaam ka waqt tha aur bachche bahar khelne gaye hue the. Uss waqt main ek kiraye ke makan mein rehti thi. 6 mahine pehle mere pati aur saas-sasur ki maut ek car accident mein ho gayi thi. Unki maut ki wajah se ghar mein aamdani ka zariya baand ho gaya tha.

Hume kafi cheezo mein katauti karni pad rahi thi. 3 mahine se main ghar ka kiraya bhi nahi de payi thi. Humne first floor kiraye pe liya hua tha aur ground floor khali tha. Main chhat se sukhe hue kapde leke wapas hi aayi thi ki ghar ki ghanti baj gayi.

Maine kapde bedroom mein rakh diye aur darwaza khole chali gayi. Darwaze ke dosri taraf Verma Ji the. Ramesh Verma humare makaan malik the. Unhe dekhte hi main samajh gayi ki woh kiraye ke liye aaye the. Verma Ji dikhne mein thode mote the.

Unki height bhi 5’8 hi thi. Unka rang sawla tha. Woh mere se umar mein kafi bade the. Uss waqt unki umar 40 par thi aur main sirf 25 ki hi thi.

“Verma Ji. Namaste. Aiye… andar aiye,” maine muskurate hue bola.

“Namaste, Sheela Ji. Kaisi hai aap?” Verma Ji ne pucha.

“Ji main achchi hun,” Maine haste hue kaha. “Aap kya lenge, chai ya thanda?”

“Ji main apna kiraya lunga,” Verma Ji ne saaf shabdo mein jawab diya.

Unka jawab sunke mujhe koi herani nahi hui. Akhir mujhe kiraya diye 3 mahine ho chuke the.

“Verma Ji. Abhi paise ki thodi kami hai. Apko toh pata hi hai mere pati aur saas-sasur ki haal hi mein maut hui hai. Ghar mein koi kamane wala bhi nahi. Main koshish kar rahi hun ki koi naukari mil jaye par abhi kuch baat nahi bani. Aap mujhe thoda sa waqt de dijiye. Main apka kiraya dedungi,” maine udas awaz mein usne guhaar lagayi.

“Sheela Ji,” Verma Ji ne lambi saans bhari, “3 mahine ho chuke hai apko kiraya diye. Main apki haalat samajhta hun par main kitna intezaar karo. Meri bhi majburiya hai. Main apko bas 10 aur din a waqt de sakta hun. Agar kiraya nahi de payi toh aap dusra ghar dekh lijiyega,” inta bolke Verma Ji chale gaye.

10 din beet gaye par main kiraye ka intezam nahi kar payi. Uss shaam kafi tez baarish ho rahi thi. Jab tak main bus se utar ke Verma Ji ke ghar pahuchi, tab tak main puri bheeg chuki thi. Verma Ji ne darwaza khola.

“Arre Sheela Ji, aap yahan, aur woh bhi iss mausam mein?” Verma Ji bole.

“Ji woh main kiraye ke liye.”

“Arre Sheela Ji. Kiraye ke paise kal aake de deti. Iss mausam mein aane ki kya zarorat thi. Dekhiye aap kita bheeg gayi hai. Aiye… andar aiye,” Verma Ji ne zor diya.

Unke kehne par mein andar chali gayi. Verma Ji ne mujhe baitne ko kaha. Unki nazar mere chucho par gadi thi. Main sofe par baith gayi.

“Aaj Roopa Ji nahi dikh rahi,” maine pucha.

“Roopa bachcho ke saath apne maike gayi hai. Unke abhi exam khatam hue hai. Unhe nana nani se milne ki zid thi toh Roopa unhe leke chali gayi. Ab woh Diwali se pehle hi aayengi,” Verma Ji bole.

“Verma Ji, main woh, kiraye ke liye,” Maine hichakte hue kaha.

“Dekhiye… ek kaam kariye. Aap kafi bheeg chuki hai. Bimaar bhi pad sakti hai. Kyu na aap upar wale kamre mein jake apne ko thoda sukha le.”

Verma Ji ne mujhe ek towel diye. Usse leke main sidiyo se upar chali gayi. Mere kapde kafi gile the. Unmese paani naal ki tarah tapak rha tha.Upar ka kamra kafi dhoolwala tha. Waha ek purana sa bed tha. Maine apne kapde utare and bed par faila ke rakh diye sukhane ke liye.

Main apna geela, nanga badan towel se pooch rahi thi ki itne mein corner mein se ek chooha nikal aaya. Main choohe ko dekhke ghabra gayi. Bina kuch dhyaaan diye, mein zor se chillate hue kamre se bhaagi. Neeche Verma ji the. Main unke peeche jake khadi ho gayi.

“Verma Ji, chooha,” maine daari hui aawaz mein kaha.

“Aap yaha rukiye. Main dekh kar aata hun,” itna bolke Verma ji upar wale kamre mein chale gayi.

Main itna daari hui thi ki mujhe yeh dhyaan hi nahi tha ki puri nangi hun. Main sidiyo ke dusri taraf muh karke khadi hui thi. Itne mein mujhe kisine peeche se pakad liya aur zameen pe gira diya. Maine peeche mudke dekha. Waha Verma Ji pure nange khade the. Unka mota lund tannaya hua tha.

“Verma Ji… yeh… aap,” maine kehne ki koshish kari.

“Chup… bilkul chup,” Verma Ji chillaye, “saali randi, ek toh mera kiraya nahi deti hai. Aur upar se mere hi ghar mein nangi ghumke mujhe nakhre dikha rahi hai.”

Isse pehle main kuch bol sakti, Verma Ji ne apna mota lund meri chut mein daal diya. Unka lund mere pati ke lund se zyada mota tha.

“Nahi Verma Ji… Nahi… mat kijiye aisa… please Verma Ji, jane dijiye mujhe… mat kijiye aisa… please… main bheek mangti hun,” maine minnate ki par woh nahi maane. “Verma Ji… ahhh… chodiye… chodiye, chodiye, chodiye, chodiye, chodiye… zor se chodiye… zor se chodiye… zor se… zor se.”

Meri naa ab haan mein badalne lagi thi. Unka lund ab mujhe maza dene laga tha. Main bhi josh mein aa gayi thi aur chudna chah rahi thi. Verma Ji ne mujhe uthaya aur ghutno par kar diya. Woh mujhe kutiya wale pose mein chodne lage the. Mere chuche hawa mein jhool rahe the. Kabhi aage toh kabhi peeche.

“Aane laga maza tujhe, randi,” Verma Ji ne chodte hue kaha.

“Ji, Verma Ji, aane laga maza,  chodiye na achche se,” maine kaha. Verma Ji ne mere chuche pakde aur mejhe zoro se chodne lage.  Verma Ji ne mujhe dhumaya aur ab woh mere upar sawaar ho gaye. Unke mote shareer ne toh jaise meri jaan hi nikaal di thi.

Woh zor zor se meri thukai karne lage. Mujhe chodte hue woh mere chucho se mera doodh bhi pi rahe the. Main pagal ho rahi thi. Maine Verma Ji se 2 second ke liye hatne ko kaha. Woh haat gaye aur ek lumba paani ka fabwara meri chut mein se nikla.

Mera paani nikalna baand hone ke baad woh fir mere upar aye aur apna lund mere andar daal diya. Kuch hi der baad unhone ek zor ki saans bhari aur apna maal meri chul mein gira diya.

“Maza aaya, rand,” Verma Ji lund nikalte hue bole.

“Ji,” maine muskurate hue kaha.

“Chal, ek kaam karte hai. Tu kiraya maat de. Kiraye ke badle apni chut dede,” Verma ji ne kaha.

“Ji main samjhi nahi,” main boli.

“Dekh. Kiraye ke bajaye main tujhe chodunga, jab bhi mera dil karega. Teri chudai aaj se mere liye kiraya. Agar manzoor hai toh tu mere ghar mein reh sakti hai. Nahi toh mera ghar khaali karde,” Verma Ji ne saaf kaha.

Maine apne dimaag mein socha. Mere ghar mein mere chhote bachche the aur 2 nande thi joki itni badi nahi thi ki kama sake. Humare ghar mein koi kamane wala nahi tha aur hume dosra ghar bhi nahi mil sakta tha. Issi ko dhyan mein rakhte hue, maine haalat se samjhota kar liya aur haan kardi.

Unki Bbwi aur bachche 15 din nahi aane wale the. Unn 15 din unhone mujhe roz shaam apne ghar aane ko kaha. Har shaam 5 baje main unke ghar jaati aur pore 4 ghante chudne ke baad main waha se 9 baje chali jaati. Apne bachcho ki khatir main Verma Ji ki personal randi bann gayi thi.

Agle 3 saal main uss ghar mein rahi. Unn 3 saal mein Verma Ji ne mujhe bharpor choda. Yahi nahi, meri nando ke bade hone ke baad unhone unhe bhi choda. Unn 3 saal mein hui chudai se main 2 baar pregnant bhi hui aur meri nande 1 baar.

Verma Ji ne mujhe aur kitna choda aur kin kin logo se chudwaya, woh main apko agle part mein bataungi.

Toh dosto, yeh thi meri kahani jaha main kaise Vermaji ki rakhel bani. Aapko yeh kahani kaisi lagi iske baare mein mujhe zaroor bataiyega. Meri id hai [email protected]. Main koi call nahi karti (na audio na video) toh puchiyega bhi nahi warna block ho jayenge.

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Hello guys, I am Syed. I come from an Indian Muslim family and this is the story of how I lost my virginity to 2 women from my family. Because it’s very hard to find a Muslim woman who is willing to have sex with you, so we guys are usually virgins until marriage.

Okay, this happened when I was 19, and I was a virgin guy. I eagerly wanted to lose my virginity to someone sexy. During my summer holidays, my parents went to Dubai. I couldn’t accompany them because I had my exams in a few weeks. They wanted me to concentrate on my studies, so I had to stay in my aunt’s home for a while.

My aunt Zaheera was a 46-year-old, decent-looking woman who had a very sexy body, and especially her ass was amazing. She looked like the perfect MILF that I would love to be with.

Her daughter Aisha was 23 years old and hotter than her mother. She had inherited her mother’s amazing body features. My aunt stayed alone with her daughter and a son, Jawad who is a year older than me. He was always out with his friends.

Her husband was working abroad. I always wanted to fuck my cousin sister as she was sexy and might be a virgin. I used to always watch her walk looking at her fine ass. Sometimes, I could see her body shape when she was wearing her nightdress.

The nightdress would be tight only below her waist just like my aunt. My aunt was free-minded and would talk to me like a friend. My cousin would also talk to me in a very friendly manner and also talk about adult stuff.

All of us would sleep in the same room as there was only one air conditioner. We would sleep in this order: Aisha, Aunty, Jawad, and me.

One night while everyone was sleeping, I woke up to go to the toilet. I used the torch on my phone to go to the toilet in the room. As I was going, I saw that my cousin’s nightdress had gone up revealing her thighs. I was shocked to see this and got hard.

I went to the toilet and jerked off. I came back and saw that the nightdress had gone up even more than before. I quickly took a picture on my phone, and then lifted her nightdress up, so that I could see her ass. She wasn’t wearing any panties.

Then, my cousin turned over and I saw her fully shaved pussy! It became harder than ever and then quickly took multiple pictures from multiple angles.

My cousin started to move a bit, so I quickly went to sleep again.

The next day, I couldn’t wait for the night, to see my cousin’s ass. That night I didn’t sleep at all. I was eagerly waiting for my cousin and everyone else to fall asleep.

This time, I was planning to see my cousin’s pussy or her ass. After everyone was in deep sleep, I took my phone and went near my cousin. I was shocked to see that she was all covered up. I tried to pull up her sheets, but it was all caught tightly.

I was afraid I would wake her up. Then I gave up, and as I was going I accidentally flashed the torch at my aunt. I was shocked to see her nightdress was all up, and it looked as if she was half-naked.

I quickly took pictures and wanted to touch her ass. So I went for it. It was so smooth. My muslim cousin sister suddenly woke up, and then I acted as if I was looking for the AC remote. I think she doubted me then and later went back to sleep.

The next day my parents had sent some pictures from Dubai. I was showing them to everyone. As my cousin sister was looking at those pictures, she accidentally saw the picture of her mother’s bare ass that I had taken earlier. She and I didn’t know how to react.

I quickly snatched my phone and told her that one of my friends had sent those dirty pictures. She smiled and went away.

That day after some time, I had to take a shower and had to take my things, but the room was locked. I heard weird noises coming from the bathroom. I slowly peeked through the keyhole and saw that my cousin sister was masturbating naked! I was hard and shocked to see this.

My aunt in the meantime had come there, and she saw me looking through the keyhole. She asked me what I was doing? I stood silently and said nothing. She asked me what I had seen but since I did not say anything, she pushed me away from the door and looked for herself. She smiled and then knocked on the door.

My cousin opened the door with a towel wrapped around herself and my aunt went in. She called me in. My aunt told us both to sit down. I was already hard and seeing my cousin with only a towel made me harder. My aunt asked us both if we were virgins. We both were shocked and replied, “Yes.”

Then she wanted to teach us about how we must not be ashamed of how our bodies and not be shy by seeing each other naked. She pulled down my cousin’s towel. Aisha was naked and laughing. My aunt said, “Don’t be shy,” and asked me to stand up and then pulled my pants down.

I said, “This is wrong, we are related.” Aisha asked.

“Then why did you take pictures of our pussies?” aunt said, “It’s okay. I know the way you have been staring at us.”

My dick was super hard now. Then my aunt stripped down and asked if everyone was comfortable now. Then my aunt starts kissing both of us one by one. She then started playing with my dick rubbing it on her tits. Aisha began to kiss my body all over. I was the happiest person alive.

Aunt asked Aisha if she ever has given a blowjob? She replied, “No.”

Aunt started licking my dick and lubricating it with her saliva, and then asked my cousin to do the same. She told her to take it up to her throat. Both were blowing my dick for 15 minutes until I came over both their faces.

Aunt told Aisha to lie down. I was curious to know what we were going to do next. My aunt slowly rubbed Aisha’s cunt and told me to lick it. I sucked Aisha as she moaned and aunt was giving me a handjob.

After sucking my cousin sister dry, I inserted my cock inside her. Oh man, it was so tight and so fulfilling!

My muslim cousin sister was moaning and said, “Fuck me, fuck me harder..” My aunt sat on Aisha’s face facing towards me. I started sucking her boobs. Her milk was very tasty. Aunt was getting sucked from both sides and moaning like a bitch. My cousin sister let me cum inside her.

Then I grabbed my aunt’s ass as she was licking Aisha’s cunt. I was sucking aunt’s juicy pussy. It was fresh even though she was old. I put my dick inside her and started fucking her in the doggy style. She enjoyed it very much and screamed, “Fuck your aunt as you love her.”

I enjoyed fucking my aunt more than I enjoyed fucking Aisha. I fucked my aunt for 30 minutes like an animal.

Then, I wanted to try anal sex. I pushed my dick inside her ass. “Aahhhhh,” aunt screamed. It was painful for both of us. In the beginning, I was slowly fucking her ass. My aunt kissed me as I was slowly driving her in the ass. After some time, I fucked her real hard in the ass as I had got the hang of it until she submitted.

I was fucking her so hard that I forgot to take my dick out and came inside her ass. She said it was okay, and I was exhausted from all the sex I had, and so I needed some rest.

My aunt and cousin sister started licking each other’s pussy in 69 style. Then, they tried the scissoring position and fucked each other until they both came on each other.

I was masturbating seeing both of them getting fucked. My aunt asked me to cum on both of us. I came on both of them and we slept together naked that night.

Now whenever we meet each other, we do not say goodbye without fucking each other. And once I saw them fucking each other in the shower, I joined them to fuck them both.

The moment I entered the compartment, Reddy excused himself and went out. I made sure that Reddy, the perfect stranger, was out of sight. Then I closed the compartment door again and turned back.

I saw my beautiful wife Kavita standing right behind me. As I turned back, she hugged me tightly. I could clearly feel that she was feeling guilty. I held her cheeks with both my hands kissed her forehead.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to feel guilty. I made you do it. You don’t have to continue if you don’t want to,” I tried to calm her down. Kavita looked at me and kissed me passionately. She made sure to push her tongue in my mouth.

I could clearly tell from that kiss that she was turned on by her act with Reddy.

“Do you want to continue?” I asked her.

“I don’t know. Do you want me to continue? Are you jealous?” My wife asked me back.

It was all my idea. I didn’t want Kavita to know that I got a bit jealous seeing her and Reddy kiss so passionately. But it even made me excited.

“No, I am not jealous at all if you continue. I will fully support you, baby. It was my idea, after all,” I encouraged her, hiding my emotion.

All of a sudden, she moved her hand onto my dick and felt my erect dick. I think my erect dick gave her the signal to continue.

“I would do anything for you. You sleep on the upper berth,” Kavita said, pressing my hard-on.

“So you are going to do it?” I asked her again.

“We will see,” she said and again started kissing me.

We kissed for a few seconds, and then she told me to go to the upper berth and pretend to sleep.

I unwillingly separated from my wife and moved to the berth above. As I was settling on the upper berth, Reddy returned from the washroom. Kavita gave him a glance and sat on her berth.

“Does anyone have to go out?” Reddy asked, holding the door of the compartment. I shook my head, and then he looked at Kavita. Even she said no. Reddy then locked the compartment from inside and switched off the light.

I looked at my watch, and it was 11:10. I was eagerly waiting to see who makes the next move. Or will I even get to see any action tonight? What was going to happen next? Many questions were running in my mind. I needed the answers.

I looked at my Kavita. She wasn’t talking at all. I am sure even she had a million thoughts in her mind. I was on the berth above Reddy’s. And Kavita was adjacent to my berth. Reddy stood up to remove his shirt. He was only in his white vest and black pant.

As he removed his shirt, he looked at me. I pretended to sleep. Reddy again went back and laid on his seat. Kavita just couldn’t take her eyes off Reddy’s tight muscular body. Reddy’s chest hair was somewhat visible from his vest. As far as I knew, that turned Kavita on because I saw her rubbing her thighs.

Kavita was glancing at both me and Reddy. Maybe she expected Reddy to make a move. But now, Reddy had comfortably laid back on his berth. Around 30 minutes had passed by now. But still, Reddy hadn’t made any advances on my Kavita. I couldn’t understand what was stopping Reddy.

Even Kavita had now laid on her seat. Kavita again looked at me and saw me pleading with my eyes. It was as if I was begging her to make a move. I looked at Reddy and found him staring continuously at my wife, Kavita. Reddy stared at my wife with pure lust.

It was as if we both were pleading to her with our eyes to make a move. Kavita closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

My heart came in my mouth when Kavita got up from her berth staring at me. She slowly started unbuttoning the buttons of her kurti one by one, now looking at Reddy. They both lustfully stared at each other as Kavita took the kurti off her shoulders and threw it on her berth.

Oh, god! My 23 years old sexy wife stood in between the berth in her bra and salwar. Kavita’s bra could barely cover her boobs as they tried to pop out. Reddy was as surprised as I when he saw Kavita taking such a bold step.

Reddy tried to get up from his berth. But my sexy wife seductively pushed him back to the berth by placing her hand on his chest. Kavita then got on top of Reddy by placing her legs on either side of his hips. Reddy boldly placed his hand on my wife’s sexy naked waist.

Kavita placed her hands on Reddy’s chest for support. Kavita moved her hips. I could clearly say from her expression that she was trying to feel Reddy’s dick. Kavita kept teasing Reddy by moving her hips on his dick. Reddy pulled my wife towards him by her hair and started kissing her ferociously.

As Reddy started kissing Kavita, I could see her body relaxing. Kavita’s hips stopped moving. It was as if Kavita had started to surrender her body to Reddy.

The next moment I saw Kavita moving her fingers in his hairs as their tongue unraveled in each other’s mouth. In the process of kissing her, Reddy had unhooked her bra and pulled it off her body. Now my wife was topless, kissing a south Indian army man in his 40’s.

Reddy broke the kiss and looked at her naked boobs. Reddy chuckled, looking at the soft pink areolas and slightly dark nipples.

“Your boobs are so flawless. They don’t have any marks,” Reddy said, squeezing her boobs like a melon.

“Aah, easy,” Kavita mumbled as she bit her lips.

“How long have you been married?” He asked

“Almost 3 years,” Kavita replied as Reddy pulled her nipple slightly.

“And yet your husband has not used them. They look so fresh. What a dumbass he is,” Reddy said, referring to me.

Kavita couldn’t reply. She looked puzzled at him.

“Don’t worry, I will make good use of them,” Reddy said and twisted her nipple

“Aaahhh ouch,” Kavita shivered, not knowing what he will do next.

Reddy again pulled Kavita for a kiss. He gave a hard peck on her lips and then got up from the berth. I quickly closed my eyes as Reddy glanced at me, making sure that I was asleep. He then moved his attention to Kavita, who was now lying on her back topless.

As Kavita lay on the berth, Reddy moved his finger on her lips, Kavita licked his finger, Reddy slowly moved his fingers down to her neck and then to her nipples. Kavita’s whole body trembled as Reddy’s finger circled around her pink areolas.

Reddy slowly moved his finger down and felt my wife’s flat stomach. Again Kavita’s body trembled with excitement as he moved his fingers around her navel. Reddy didn’t waste any time. He moved his hand further down and found the knot of Kavita’s salwar and pulled it.

Kavita opened her eyes and looked at Reddy as he slowly pulled her salwar down her legs. Kavita closed her legs for a moment and looked at me. I stayed mum. She could clearly see in my eyes that I was jealous and excited as another man was undressing my wife.

Reddy pulled the salwar off her legs with a little force. He quickly pulled his vest and exposed his hairy chest, The next moment his pant was off his body. Kavita stared at the bulge in his underwear as her breathing increased.

Oh, god! The sight. My 23-year-old was wife lying on the berth below me, only in her panty. Staring at a stranger’s dick trying to pop out of his underwear.

Reddy wasted no time and got on the berth above Kavita. Reddy’s huge 6 feet body swallowed my tiny wife beneath him as he started to kiss her. As they both kissed, I saw Reddy grinding his body onto my wife’s.

I was sure that my wife’s boobs were getting crushed below his chest. The next moment I saw my wife’s hand moving on Reddy’s back.

“Aah, ouch, be easy,” Kavita purred. I then realized that Reddy was pinching my wife’s nipples as he was kissing her lips. I saw both their body glued together as their tongue danced in each other’s mouths. My white wife kissing a fairly brown guy.

Reddy stopped kissing her and moved down, kissing my wife’s neck and finally taking her nipple in his mouth. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” Kavita moaned. Reddy rolled his tongue around Kavita’s nipple and pinched her other nipple in between his fingers.

I saw Kavita moving her hand downwards. And the next moment, I saw my wife’s hand in Reddy’s underwear. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Kavita stroking Reddy’s dick in his underwear while Reddy licked and pinched my wife’s boobs.

I had a hard-on seeing my naughty wife playing with a stranger’s dick. Kavita pulled Reddy’s underwear down so she could have complete access to his dick. I saw her hand moving rapidly.

Reddy stopped kissing her and got in between Kavita’s legs. He placed both his hands on her hips. Before I could understand anything, I saw Reddy pulling my wife’s last piece of cloth off her legs, and Kavita lifted her ass to support him.

Reddy folded Kavita’s legs on her shoulder, and now I knew that this stranger was going to fuck my wife. I saw Kavita’s legs stretched back to her shoulders, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy. Reddy placed his dick on Kavita’s pussy, and they both looked at each other. I could see fear in my wife’s eyes.

“Aah,” a moan escaped my wife’s mouth, and I realized that Reddy was in. I saw Reddy’s hips moving inwards and Kavita biting her lower lip. Reddy again pulled back his hips slowly and pushed it again in. From my wife’s slow moaning, I could realize that he was finally penetrating my wife.

Kavita pulled Reddy by his shoulders and crossed her legs on his hips. Reddy kissed my wife as his dick moved in and out of her pussy. I thought that Reddy must be in a hurry to fuck my wife, but it was the other way around. Reddy was taking it slow, and my wife was becoming the aggressor.

Reddy was grinding his upper body on Kavita’s boobs as he slowly fucked her. “Aah,” screamed my wife as Reddy bit her neck. Reddy had now increased the speed, and I could see his hips moving back and forth like a pendulum. My wife’s soft moaning had turned into little screams.

The compartment was filled with Kavita’s screams, Reddy’s groans, and ‘thap thap thap’ noise. I saw my wife digging her nails in Reddy’s back and moving her hips to match Reddy’s hard strokes. Kavita kept moaning as her body trembled, and she hugged Reddy very tightly.

From Kavita’s expression, I could feel that my wife had erupted her juices on Reddy’s dick. Kavita’s breathing increased, and she stayed like that for a while. Reddy again started fucking my wife, slowly at first. My wife pulled Reddy and sucked his lips as he banged my wife’s pussy.

Reddy had moved back up again and was now fucking my wife in a 90-degree position. He cupped my wife’s boobs with both his hands as he thrust his dick deep into my wife’s pussy. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold much longer.

Now I wanted to see where Reddy would cum. Surely not in her pussy, I thought. Reddy was just ferociously fucking my wife, and even his breathing had increased now. Was he going to cum inside her? Was Kavita aware of the fact that Reddy was going to cum in her pussy?

They were both lost in their own world while fucking. Reddy was mauling her boobs harshly while Kavita had her hands on his hands.

“I am going to…,” Reddy didn’t even complete the sentence when I saw Kavita quickly moving her hands down and pulling his dick out of her pussy. As she pulled Reddy’s dick, his cum sprayed out on my wife’s flat stomach.

Kavita looked in disbelief as Reddy cummed on her stomach. Few drops even fell on her boobs. Reddy relaxed and sat back on the berth. Kavita searched for something to wipe the cum off her body. When she couldn’t find any tissue, she took Reddy’s underwear and wiped the cum off her body.

Both me and Reddy looked at my wife, wiping Reddy’s cum off her body. Her hair all messed up, and she was sweating. Kavita quickly wore her salwar and kurti (without bra and panty) and walked out of the compartment, maybe towards the washroom.

Meanwhile, I saw Reddy taking my wife’s bra and panty. He kept Kavita’s bra and panty in his bag. What he did the next moment had me terrified. Reddy took the mobile phone kept on Kavita’s berth and dialed his number from that phone.

I saw his phone ringing. I then realized that he wanted Kavita’s number for the future. But what he didn’t know was that it was my mobile and Reddy had my number.

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