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Hello ISS readers, I am back with the story about my pervert life

I am Naveed, living in Bangalore, working as a manager in an IT firm. I am 5.9 inches tall, well built, and happily married. I am married to a very beautiful girl, Ayesha.

This story is mine, a pervert guy who is tall, handsome, well built with thick and long dick (lund). Hereafter I will use the word lund instead of dick and chut instead of pussy which I feel is more erotic and expressible.

Back to the story:

At around 3 am, I had an urge to pee. With sleepy eyes, I switched on the bed-light of the room and went to pee. After peeing, I came back to the room. I was about to switch off the bed-light when my eyes fell on my sister.

She was sleeping on her stomach, head to one side, arms wrapped behind the pillow. The blanket was on her side, not covering her body. Her boobs were pressed against the bed. She was naked from her waist, her left leg was straight, and her right leg was in the spooning position.

Her gand (ass) was visible, and a little part of the chut line was also visible. I was in a situation where I had to make two choices. The first one was to switch off the light and go back to sleep. The second one is to go and feel her gand and chut for the first time in my life.

I was aware of Didi’s masturbation and her sneak-peeking my lund. So it was obvious that I was about to choose the second option. Before I could make my mind, my lund had decided what to do. It was rock hard, and it had made a big tent in my shorts.

I stood there for a few seconds, watching her black gand and black chut line. My hand already started to press my hard lund over the shorts. Didi was sleeping in the corner of the bed. I slowly went near the side of the bed and stood there watching her thighs from this angle. She was in a deep sleep.

I sat on my knees. Now her gand and chut were few centimeters away from my face. I was shivering in lust and was lost in the aroma of her gand. It seems like she must have masturbated at night. After having an orgasm, she must have felt tired and slept without wearing her bottom

I moved my face a little closer to her gand from the sitting position and started inhaling her smell. I was stroking my lund over the shorts. I was uncontrollable at that time. I decided I would take this opportunity and utilize it to fulfill my lund’s thirst. I was shivering like hell

I slowly got up and climbed on the bed. I sat on my knees between her legs without making much noise. I sat there motionless for a minute to make sure that my movement does not wake her up. After sitting for a minute, I bent down.

Now my nose was almost near her asshole sniffing the aroma coming from her gand hole and was intoxicated with the smell. My lund started to hurt in my shorts, so I took my lund out to get some free air. My hard lund was out of my shorts now. The cold air was making it even harder.

I was busy sniffing her gand and stroking my lund. First time in my life, I saw gand and chut so closely. I wanted to feel it. But I was afraid of doing any silly thing which unnecessarily creates problems in my life

My didi’s chut, which I saw a couple of days back getting fingered, was inches away from me. But I was afraid of touching it. I decided to go back to sleep, but my lund was not letting me leave the place. I was not able to move from there. It was like, ‘yeh Fevicol ka jod hai, tutega nahi.’

I had many thoughts of her hornier side and her curiosity to see me masturbate every night. As I was lost in thoughts, my hand made a move and was on her buttock. Before I realized what was happening, my hand started to press her gand slowly

I was so engrossed in the act that my fear of getting caught vanished. I just lifted her right buttock slightly, making her black asshole visible to me. The back portion of her chut started to open slowly with a string of sticky fluid on her chut. I felt like licking that string of sticky fluid.

My nose was almost touching her gand ka hole, sniffing the intoxicating aroma coming out of it. There was no reaction from Didi. Seeing this, my tongue made the boldest decision to lick her asshole. As soon as it touched her asshole, there was socking sensation in my whole body.

I started slowly licking her asshole and started making a circle on her asshole. The taste of her ass was making me mad. This went for a minute or two. Then I slowly took my tongue to her chut from asshole. Slowly I started pushing my tongue into the back of her chut. I was like reached in heaven.

While I was slowly licking her chut, I heard a slow moan coming out of her mouth. I was taken aback by her moaning and took my tongue out of her chut. I was again sitting back on my knees. I was afraid like hell and was thinking what will happen if she gets up

Didi started stretching and yawning with sexual arousal and started to move her leg. It was like my heart came to my mouth. She started to straighten her right leg. I moved back, avoiding her leg touching me. Within seconds she changed her position.

Now she was sleeping on her back, both legs stretched and straight, and I was sitting in between her legs. The position was such that her full chut was in front of my eyes. I was in a dilemma that Didi is sleeping or just acting like sleeping.

Anyways I just sat there idle for a minute. Again I was back in the same position as before, between her legs. I was waiting for her to react. Then she suddenly yawned again, put both her hands overhead, and changed her position again. Now she was sleeping, her knees up and legs stretched.

Didi was breathing heavily and acting as if she was in a deep sleep. Her chut was a little hairy and is ready to be sucked and fingered. Her chut’s lips slowly started to open. I said to myself fuck her, and seeing her chut’s lips opening started stroking my lund fast.

Then I took my finger in my mouth and then took it towards her chut. My hand was on her chut. My thumb and one finger started to open her chut lips and slowly inserted my finger, which was wet with my saliva.

The moment my finger touched the inner part of the chut, I realized that it was drenched with her cum. My finger was covered with her cum. I understood that Didi is horny, and her chut needs one big lund to satisfy her. But I was still confused whether she is really sleeping or just acting.

Since I have crossed my limit, I don’t want to waste this opportunity. It was the first time in my life that I was so close to any chut and wanted to go further and taste her chut. Even I wanted to fuck her chut but was very afraid and decided to take things further one step at a time.

I went close to her chut and started sniffing it for a few seconds before entering my tongue in her chut. I slowly entered my tongue in her chut and started moving it up and down, licking all the wet cum. After licking for seconds, I started licking her clitoris

She slowly started moaning in sleep. I understood she was enjoying it in her sleep. Since there was no reaction from her, I continued with my licking. In between, she was moaning. At one point, my licking was so vigorous that she changed the position of her hand.

I was taken aback by this and was afraid and back on my knees, sitting ideally and waited for some time. I was looking at her chut, which was dripping with her cum and my saliva. Then my eyes when on her flat stomach and belly button and realized that her top was just below her boobs.

I started stroking my lund again, seeing her stomach. Now she was lying on her back with both her hands above her head and one leg folded and in the air, and another leg was straight.

I wanted to feel her belly button and boobs. So stroking my lund, I bent again and started licking her belly button. I pushed my tongue in her belly button and then started making a circle around it. She again moaned.

I was continuously stroking my lund. My lund was touching her thigh. With one hand, I was stroking. With another hand slowly pushing her top above her boobs and still licking her belly button. Now her top was above her boobs. She was in her bra now.

There was no reaction from her, and this encouraged me to go further. I started to move up, licking her belly button to her upper stomach and above her bra. I slowly pushed her bra from the upper side with my fingers. Her left boob was out, and a dark brown nipple was straight and hard.

I was almost sleeping on Didi while stroking my lund. I even forgot that Didi could wake up from sleep anytime, and I can get caught. As soon as I touched her nipple with my tongue, I got a shock in my body. I started cumming on top of her chut, pubic hairs, and thighs.

My body was jerking. I was out of control. The quantity of cum was huge, and I had never cum so much in my life before. After a few seconds, I came to sense. I was afraid of seeing the mess on her chut. I slowly got up and went to my place and don’t know when I fell asleep.

When I got up in the morning, I saw Didi was not on her bed. I got freshened up and saw that she was busy doing chores in the kitchen. She was acting as if nothing happened at night. I was in dilemma whether she was in deep sleep or not.

But whatever, I was happy that I got to feel chut, gand, and boobs for the first time in my life. It was just the beginning of my adventures, and I was waiting for night to come

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It was a lovely evening. The moonlit night sky, the twinkling stars, the cold breeze, and the lovely ambiance at the lawn of the NV Resort provided the best setting for an official get-together.

Mr. Ashok Bhardawaj was sitting in the bar, holding a glass of whiskey. He looked at the staff members enjoying the party and the luxuries which were on offer. He saw Angad walking towards him.

Mr. Bhardawaj was on an official visit. He was very much impressed by Angad and his staff. They had done a brilliant job to realize the company’s targets and deserved commendation.

However, Angad had planned something more for Mr. Bhardawaj that night. Mr. Bhardawaj was not only surprised but also unsure about Angad’s plans. But Angad was very adamant, and Mr. Bhardawaj was finding it hard to say no to him.

“I hope you’re having a great time, sir. Did you try the dessert?” said Angad as he pulled a chair and sat beside Mr. Bhardawaj.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Courtesy of you, Angad, I’m enjoying the evening. I’ve had my dinner and the dessert as well. Thank you.

Angad: Good to know, sir. I wanted to ask if you thought about what we discussed in the morning.

Mr. Bhardawaj: All day, I’ve been thinking about it, Angad. I don’t think so I should be doing it.

Angad: it’s fine sir, back in Delhi, you work for 16-18 hours a day. No harm in relaxing a bit while you’re here!

Mr. Bhardawaj: No, you guys don’t have to put this much effort for me, Angad. I’m okay.

Angad: It’s okay, sir. I already told you she’d be doing it willingly. You’ll know it for yourself when you’re with her.

Mr. Bhardawaj: But where is she? I haven’t seen this talented secretary of yours the entire day.

Angad: She was managing everything at the back end. I deliberately told her not to come in front of you. Let it be a surprise.

Mr. Bhardawaj: But is she here? I haven’t even seen her yet.
Angad: She’s here, sir. Check six.

Mr. Bhardawaj immediately turned around. He was saying something, but as soon as he turned, his voice cracked, his jaw dropped, and his breath stopped. He came back to his senses and tightened his grip on his glass. He took a deep breath and again looked in the direction Angad asked him to look at.

A young lady was standing near the buffet along with some other employees. She had a slim and petite physique. Her long silky hairs reached her breasts. Her innocent and cute face was tempting. She looked so young and yet so charming and desirable.

Her white backless sleeveless blouse spiced the things even more. Her thin and smooth back was covered just by two strings of her blouse. Over her sexy blouse, she draped a light green transparent saree.

The saree was anyway transparent, and this lady didn’t make any efforts to cover any of her assets with it. Her shoulders, neck, cleavage, and entire midriff were naked for the entire world to see.

Mr. Bhardawaj could already feel his dick getting hard inside his formal trousers. It’s been years since he last shared his bed with a woman. The idea of doing it today with this girl made him hornier than ever.

“So shall we proceed with it, sir?” Angad’s sudden disruption shook Mr. Bhardawaj. He turned around to looked at Angad, who smiled at him. Mr. Bhardawaj knew he was caught.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Damn. How come I didn’t see such beauty all this while.

Angad: She has come just now, sir. She was doing preparations for tonight.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Ah, I see. But why did you do all this?

Angad: Not any specific reason sir, Just wanted you to have a nice time and…

Mr. Bhardawaj: Perhaps London is still on your mind.

Angad: Shall we discuss that later, sir, now? Let’s concentrate on the party.

Mr. Bhardawaj: As you say, young man, let’s go.

Swati saw both Mr. Bhardawaj and Angad getting up. The employees had slowly started to leave the place. It was time to make her move now, thought Swati as she saw Angad and Mr. Bhardawaj approaching her.

She excused herself and started walking towards her two bosses. One of them had been devouring on her womanhood for quite some time now. The other one seemed ready to do it tonight.

Angad: Sir, please meet Miss Swati, she has been working with us for almost a year now. And Swati he’s our regional head, Mr. Ashok Bhardawaj.

Swati: Good evening, sir. I hope you had a great evening.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Good evening Swati, Thank you. I’m doing just fine.

Swati looked at Mr. Bhardawaj for the first time. He appeared to be a rich, successful but humble and shy man. He seemed a bit uneasy while speaking to Swati.

Mr. Bhardawaj’s interaction with women was quite limited. His wife for 4 years had divorced him 22 years ago. Since then, he had never been with anyone else and focussed only on his work.

But it widely gossiped that he had a thing for women. He was a thorough gentleman. But certain women employees in his office often spoke about how he would secretly eye them and their assets.

According to a rumor, he was caught with a girl many years ago in a police raid on an illegal prostitution racket in Delhi. However, his influence and money saved him.

Perhaps Angad too must have sensed his weakness for women, and that’s why he sacrificed his beautiful secretary for his London posting. All those rumors must have some truth in them, after all.

It didn’t take much effort to convince Mr. Bhardawaj, thought Angad. Swati, too felt the same. Though Mr. Bhardawaj was uneasy and shy, his eyes were filled with lust. Swati could sense it.

Angad: Alright, sir, I’ll take your leave. Swati will take care of your needs from now on.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Good night, Angad. Thanks for everything.

Angad: Good night, sir. Take care.

Saying this, Angad too left the party. With Angad gone, Mr. Bhardawaj got even more awkward in front of Swati. Swati observed him closely. Swati knew that she would have to take the lead.

Swati: You must be very tired sir, would you like to rest?

Mr. Bhardawaj: I would love to Swati.

Swati: Sure, sir, your suite is this way. Please come.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Okay, Swati, after you.

Swati walked gracefully across the lawn to enter the lavish resort. Mr. Bhardawaj anxiously followed her. Once they reached the corridor, Swati deliberately removed her hairs from her back, putting them on her breasts over her shoulder.

Her backless blouse and her semi-naked back were in front of Mr. Bhardawaj’s eyes. Mr. Bhardawaj knew this naughty little girl was teasing him. It was getting hard for him to control his urge now.

The fragrance of her perfume, her sexy physique, and her revealing saree made her look like an angel. Mr. Bharadawaj thanked his fortune. After a long walk, they were finally in their suite.

It was a small but luxurious and lavishly furnished suite. Along with the huge bedroom, there was a sitting room with a dining table. A small in-house bar was like icing on the cake.

Mr. Bhardawaj sat on a couch in the sitting room and looked at his courtesan for the night. Swati went to the bar, poured some wine in a glass, and then walked slowly towards Mr. Bhardawaj.

Mr. Bhardawaj saw Swati’s curvy ass swinging as she came near him. He took the glass from Swati and asked her to sit beside him on the couch. Swati nodded politely and gracefully sat near her boss.

“I must say that you’re amongst the most beautiful girls I’ve come across in my life!” Mr. Bhardawaj said, sipping his wine. Swati smiled. She liked how Mr. Bhardawaj was getting bolder inside the closed walls of the suite.

Swati: And that, sir, is one of the most precious compliments I’ve ever received in my life. Thank you so much!

Mr. Bhardawaj: Come on, don’t tell me that you haven’t been complimented like that before. You’re so pretty.

Swati: Yes, but coming from you makes it more special.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Really, then return the favor by making me feel special!

Swati was stunned and looked surprisingly at Mr. Bhardawaj. Mr. Bhardawaj got a bit awkward but managed to smile naughtily at her. Swati was amazed. Just five minutes ago, this old man was feeling shy to look into her eyes.

And now that he’s all alone with her, he’s not only staring at her but also flirting with her. Swati felt naughty. She wanted to test how bold can this man be. It was time for the next level.

She smiled back at Mr. Bhardawaj and got up from the couch. Her hands went on her shoulders and carefully removed a safety pin from underneath her saree. The next second, she pulled down her saree.

“Can you hold that for me, please?” Swati requested in a sweet and polite tone as she put one end of her saree in front of Mr. Bhardawaj. All this while, Mr. Bhardawaj had a blank look on his face. With Swati’s saree now out of the picture, her assets were much more visible.

Mr. Bhardawaj couldn’t decide what he should do. He impulsively raised his hand, and Swati handed him one end of her green saree. She asked Mr. Bhardawaj to hold it tight in the same soft voice and then started twirling.

Swati twirled and gave her boss a good view of her cleavage, midriff, and back and started going away from him. In the process, she untied her saree completely, which now fell on the floor.

A white sleeveless backless undersized blouse appeared nothing more than a bra, and a light green petticoat protected Swati’s modesty. Her smooth wheatish skin was enchanting. Mr. Bhardawaj let the saree fall as he admired the beauty in front of him.

Swati walked seductively towards him. Instead of sitting beside him, she decided to sit on his lap. Mr. Bhardawaj awkwardly put his thighs together to help Swati sit on his lap. Swati turned a bit to give a view of her cleavage along with her back to Mr. Bhardawaj.

Mr. Bhardawaj was confused. He couldn’t decide where he should look, what should he ogle at! It’s been ages since he had come this close to a woman. He looked at Swati, who was looking back at him.

“I can do anything to make you feel special, sir! But I guess all this is too much for you.” This subtle dig did trouble the male ego inside Mr. Bhardawaj, and he all of a sudden started acting boldly.

“No darling, I’m fine. I’ll make sure I won’t disappoint you.” Mr. Bhardawaj said se he kept his hand on her back. Swati moaned slightly, and Mr. Bhardawaj slowly rubbed his palm on her naked flesh.

Swati snatched the glass of wine from him and drank a sip from it. She deliberately drank wine in such a way that her lipstick leaves a mark on the glass.

Swati: Then what are you waiting for, sir? Feel free to feast on me. I’m all yours!

Swati came close and whispered Mr. Bhardawaj’s ears. Mr. Bhardawaj took his glass back, licked the lipstick on the glass, and drank the last sip of the wine. He was ready for the action.

Mr. Bhardawaj: Yes, darling, I can’t wait anymore. Let’s get started.

Swati kept her arms over his shoulder. Mr. Bhardawaj pulled the tiny little girl with great force, and their lips met. Mr. Bhardawaj was delighted to taste such sweet and juicy lips.

Never had he felt the same before with any woman he had been. Swati was different. She was precious. Mr. Bhardawaj knew he didn’t want to lose her. He started caressing her soft skin with his hands.

Swati gave a soft moan inside Mr. Bhardawaj’s mouth as she felt his warm hands on her cold skin. The AC in the room was quite cold, and her tiny blouse didn’t help much.

So Mr. Bhardawaj came to rescue as he embraced the little Swati in his long arms. Swati cuddled on his chest and hugged him back. Mr. Bhardawaj raised her chin and looked at her cute face.

Swati blushed and closed her eyes. It was too much for Mr. Bhardawaj. How could someone be so beautiful? He thought as he kissed her soft lips and cheeks and then went down to kiss her neck.

Swati was slowly getting aroused. Her body started shivering as Mr. Bhardawaj explored more of it with his mouth. Angad was right, thought Mr. Bhardawaj. She is doing it willingly, after all!

Swati was indeed very horny. She felt a hot sensation between her legs. She needed a good fuck. So she slowly got away from Mr. Bhardawaj’s embrace and then got up from his lap. She took her hand in his hands and pulled him slightly to make him stand.

Mr. Bhardawaj agreed and stood up. She then took him inside the bedroom and closed the door. Swati removed Mr. Bhardawaj’s blazer and then his tie. Mr. Bhardawaj let the blazer and tie fall down and then helped Swati unbutton his shirt. Once it was done, Swati rubbed his chest hairs with her hands.

She rubbed Mr. Bhardawaj’s chest, and his belly over his vest gave a peck on his cheek. Then whispered in his ears, “Waiting to be eaten by you!” Saying this, she walked towards the huge bed and climbed over it. She lay on her stomach and breasts, exposing her bareback and ass to Mr. Bhardawaj.

She looked even more charming in the dim lights of the room. Mr. Bhardwaj had no patience left. He took his shirt off, along with his vest, and marched towards the bed. Swati looked at her boss from the corner of her eyes while lying on her stomach.

Mr. Bhardawaj’s chest was hairy, and he had a potbelly. Nevertheless, she was curious about how this old man would go about fucking her. She was eagerly waiting for him.

Mr. Bhardawaj, too marched swiftly towards the bed and then climbed on it. He kept his hairy chest and belly on Swati’s naked back and started smelling her hair.

Swati was all but 5’2. She was skinny and boosted by a hot petite physique. On the other hand, Mr. Bhardawaj stood tall at 6’1 and was quite fat for his age. His shoulders were broad and strong.

Swati gasped for air as she felt his weight on her. It was as if a huge monster crushed her tender body. There was a lot more in store for her. Mr. Bhardawaj gave a peck on her soft cheeks and then went down to the back of her neck.

Her smooth skin was magical. Mr. Bhardawaj spent some time feeling her neck on his lips as he kept kissing it. Swati, too enjoyed and moaned. She felt Mr. Bhardwaj’s lips going down on her back. Mr. Bhardawaj wasted no time and untied her two blouse strings and kissed every inch of her back.

Swati moaned and gasped all the time. His lips stopped when they reached the back of her belly. Mr. Bhardawaj held her with both hands and kept kissing her as he turned her around. Now Swati’s navel was right in front of Mr. Bhardawaj.

He gave a nice long kiss on her cute belly button, leaving Swati in great pleasure. Her slutty moans were tempting him to fuck her harder. He gave few more kisses on her soft and cushion-like belly before going upwards to her breasts.

Mr. Bhardawaj caressed her exposed cleavage with his fingers for a while.
Swati kept moaning in pleasure. She wanted her boss to rip that blouse apart and feed on her erect nipples. Mr. Bhardawaj, too was very excited to witness the soft breasts of Swati.

So he raised her a bit and pulled her blouse straps down. The blouse was now off Swati’s breasts. She wasn’t wearing any bra, which meant her modesty was right in front of Mr. Bhardawaj’s eyes. Mr. Bhardawaj was in awe. He saw a female’s private parts after many years.

Without wasting a second, he attacked Swati’s firm boobs like a lion. His teeth landed on her soft breasts, and he started biting her. Swati screamed and moaned. Mr. Bhardawaj’s shyness was gone. He was behaving like a maniac now. Swati loved it and looked forward to the night.

Mr. Bhardawaj kissed, licked, and bit her boobs and her nipples all over. He sucked her nipples one by one like a baby. He caressed and pressed her boobs hard with his huge hands.

At the end of it, Swati’s boobs had gotten red. Mr. Bhardawaj’s saliva glittered over them under the lights. There were love bites all over, and Swati couldn’t help but moan in pain and pleasure. Though Mr. Bhardawaj was not yet done, his glance went down to her groin and her legs.

Swati’s green petticoat was still hiding her modesty from Mr. Bhardawaj, and he had to do something about it. So Mr. Bhardawaj picked up Swati in his arms and made her stand on the bed. Swati was amazed by his strength. He was 50, yet he picked her up so easily like he was picking up a small puppy!

Once she was standing on her feet, Mr. Bhardawaj again started kissing her belly and sucked her navel. Meanwhile, his hands untied her petticoat’s strings. Once he untied it, the petticoat fell and left Swati in a pink g-string. Mr. Bhardawaj sat on the bed and pulled Swati towards him.

Swati went down and sat on his laps, facing him. Their lips met again. They smooched with more vigor this time. Mr. Bhardawaj kept kissing her lips as his hands fondled her boobs. With every passing second, his dick was getting harder. It was getting hard for Mr. Bhardawaj to keep it inside his trousers.

So he once again made Swati lie on the bed. He unhooked his trousers and slid them down. Swati naughtily saw the huge bulge inside his underwear and smiled. It was bigger than she had expected!

Though Mr. Bhardawaj was more interested in her vagina. Her pink g-string barely covered her pussy, and her lips were visible. Mr. Bhardawaj could see how wet her little slut was! He pulled her g-string down, and Swati too lifted her ass to help him. Finally, she was fully naked in front of her master.

Mr. Bhardawaj’s horniness knew no bounds as he finally saw his dinner. Swati’s clean, shaved vagina was wet. Her pink vulva was enticing. Mr. Bhardawaj stretched her vagina with his fingers, and Swati groaned. She was tighter than he had imagined.

He smiled and went down to kiss her pussy. Swati jerked and tightened her legs around Mr. Bhardawaj’s head. She let out the loudest moan when she felt his fingers and his tongue entering her. Mr. Bhardawaj liked it. He fingered, and tongue fucked her for some more time.

Swati couldn’t bear it anymore. She wanted a dick inside her. So she spread her legs apart and signaled Mr. Bhardawaj with her fingers. Mr. Bhardawaj knew what his slut needed. He pulled his underwear down. His 7 inch long rod came out. It wasn’t as thick as Angad. Still, it was good enough to please Swati.

Mr. Bhardawaj didn’t have any condoms, so he asked her if he can fuck her without them. Swati had some contraceptive pills with her. She ensured him that it’s completely fine. Mr. Bhardawaj got what he wanted. He positioned the tip of his dick near Swati’s dripping pussy.

He took a deep breath and then gave the strongest thrust he could have given. The entire 7 inches went straight inside Swati in just one thrust. She rolled her eyes before closing them. It was too much for her. Mr. Bhardawaj happily started pounding her.

Swati couldn’t believe how good this old man was. She felt as if she was in heaven. The pain caused by his 7 inch monster was nothing compared to the pleasure she experienced. However, Mr. Bhardawaj was slowly getting near the edge.

It was too hard to control for him, as he hadn’t had sex for so long, and on top of that, he was so horny, courtesy Swati. Within few minutes, Mr. Bhardawaj increased his pace and force. Swati knew he was about to cum. And with one final thrust, his strong dick spitted out huge loads of cum inside Swati’s vagina.

Swati felt Mr. Bhardawaj’s hot sperms swimming deep inside her. She, too, couldn’t control herself and squirted out a huge load. It was one of the best sex she had ever had. Mr. Bhardawaj gasped for air. He was too tired to say or do anything more.

He collapsed beside Swati on the soft bed and looked at her. She was looking back at him. Mr. Bhardawaj couldn’t remember when was the last time he was so relieved. Truly there was something different about Swati. He knew he wanted more from her than a one-night fuck.

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Hello, this is Sumith again here with another erotica. This episode is a prelude to the one in which I am involved. But this one happened in a town in Kerala. An incest sex between a 41-year-old mom and her 19-year-old son, Revathi and Vishal.

Jumping the gun, let me tell you that the relationship between this mother and son involves a bit of cheating. Revathi was an ordinary housewife, or that was what Vishal believed her to be.

His dad worked overseas and his visits were limited to once or twice a year. Meanwhile, Vishal smelt something fishy in his mom’s behavior. Hence he started his surveillance.

From this point onwards, rather than me narrating this incident I thought it shall be better if you get the narration from Vishal himself. Hence I asked him to write down the whole thing and I’ve corrected a few grammatical errors and fine-tuned the paragraphs for ease of reading.

I am Vishal and I live in a Thalasseri in Kerala with my mom Revathi. My dad works in Saudi and he usually visits once a year.

When he is around, I have always seen mom in a very joyful mood. It’s not that she would be sad otherwise, there won’t be a different kind of glow in her face which is a subtle difference not everyone can notice. As I grew up, I obviously thought it’s all because of sex. I have also heard moans from their room almost every night when dad’s here.

But recently, I started to see the same glow in her face. She used to use her phone more often, I noticed that she uses the phone more particularly in my absence because as soon as she sees me around, she would engage in other tasks like stitching or household works.

Added to this, I have noticed my mallu mom taking more and more selfies. This attitude of hers drove me to suspect something about her.

My sixth sense started to hit me saying she was cheating on dad. I wanted to investigate it somehow but wasn’t sure how to. I didn’t get any idea to follow her as I shall be at college. I shared my doubt with Sumith, he simply asked me to keep a check on her phone. I felt it to be wise.

I am usually the last one to go to sleep at night. Hence the same night, I went to her room, took her phone and came out. But I discovered another change out here which only added to my suspicions. My mother had changed the password which I had put in while setting it up for her!

I conveyed this to my friend Sumith and he calmly told me to add my fingerprint to the lock. He also gave me a simple idea to do it and I just tried it.

One Sunday, I took a selfie and edited it with Prizma and showed it to her. She was impressed and asked me for the name of the app so that she can download it from the play store. But I told her that she can’t get the same app as mine, I showed her my app which had all the premium features unlocked.

I casually said, “You should either get the paid version by shelling a few bucks or install the modded version like me.” The catch was that she didn’t know anything about mods.

“However, I can help you get a modded one, but you have to make gulab jamun for me tomorrow,” I added.

My mom immediately smiled and nodded yes. I took her mobile which she unlocked for me. Another thing I noticed was that she didn’t leave the place, just sat there watching TV.

I downloaded the mod but then before installing, I said, “It’s asking for authentication, need your fingerprint mom.” She just gave her finger while looking at the TV. But I actually wanted it to authenticate by adding my fingerprint for the unlock. I then installed it and returned the phone immediately.

She clicked a few pics of mine, her selfie and one more selfie with me and started editing trying each and every style out there.

And then late at night, I hopped into her room to take her phone out. I immediately started checking her Whatsapp by going inside each and every chat. It didn’t take me too long to clear my doubts. She was chatting with a guy who, from his DP, seemed to be a guy just a few years older than me. His name was saved as Pranith.

They had exchanged smilies of kisses and hearts but as I scrolled along, I had the shock of my lifetime. She had sent him pics wearing just the lingerie and even her nudes. I was in the duel now. On one end, it was a shock for me, but on the other hand, I was mesmerized by her body.

My mom’s boobs looked so firm and rounded even without a bra and her nipples were on the pinkish side. Though I had a mixed feeling discovering her cheating, frankly I couldn’t resist a hard-on. But without diverting my mind, I immediately got all those pics transferred to my phone and kept her phone back in its place.

The next morning I was busy with my college assignment tasks but in the evening, we went to the beach as we sometimes go and watch the sunset.

After getting back to the car, started the engine, switched on the AC but didn’t move the car. I just sat there thinking, while mom was checking her phone and then said, “Start, what are you waiting for?”

I said, “Mom, I wanted to ask you something.”

“I know I haven’t done gulab jamun yet, but will do tomorrow,” she said with a smile.

“That’s okay but I wanted to ask who’s Pranith?” I could notice an immediate change in her facial expression. She dry gulped and soon said, “She is my old friend’s son, why?”

“Which friend is she mom? I haven’t known any of your friends with a name Pranith at all?” I probed.

She got a bit angry, “Do you all my friends and their families? Do you know friends from my college?” I sensed she is trying to play the boss out here.

“I don’t know your friends, but I know Pranith. The Pranith with whom you are chatting with a lot of intimacy” I put it plainly.

And then I noticed her face turn pale. However, she didn’t give up, asking me with a firm voice, “What chatting, what intimacy?! You trying to check my phone, and you are putting the blame on me?”

Now, this popped my anger when she tried to make me a culprit. I befittingly replied, “I know what kind of a bitch you are” and then held up my mobile to display all her nudes which she had sent him, and added, “Hope you know what will happen when dad gets to see these.”

I had no intention to be that aggressive with her but when she tried to turn the tide towards me it just happened instantaneously. But she didn’t expect this to happen, even in her wildest nightmares. This took her to the ultimate surrender mode.

She started to plead, “Please, please don’t do that, you can kill me instead, if not I shall jump myself into the sea.. please Vishu.”

“But how can you just do something like this?” was my sincere question.

“Please.. Sorry, Vishal, I’ve made a mistake, do anything for that. But please don’t take it anywhere else.. What can I do for you?” She ranted.

“Have you sucked his dick?” I asked my mom looking straight away into her eyes. But surprisingly she answered, “Yes”

“How many times have you taken his dick into your cunt, you bloody slut” I don’t know why but I was that harsh.

She even answered it plainly, “Twice a week, Vishal.. What else can I do, even I’m a woman, I too have needs” she expressed it with the same pale face.

Saying, “you hungry bitch,” I inserted my hands directly inside her chudi onto her boobs. She just laid her head back and as I reached her nipples she closed her eyes.

After kneading her boobs for a full five minutes, I must say to my surprise I heard her moans. She started to hum “mmm..mmm..mm..” and then unexpectedly, she put her hands over my pants and started gripping my dick from outside.

Still moaning, my mallu mom said, “I think we should go home now.” I looked at her face, she was smiling. I couldn’t stop saying, “You’re a hungry bitch.”

“Every woman has a bitch within her” her reply was bold and very much unlike what I imagined her to be.

I quickly started the car to head home. To be frank, mixed feelings were running within myself. Because I was mad at her for being unfaithful to the family. I wanted to make her feel the result of being unfaithful.

I started kneading her boobs not because I had an infatuation towards her, but to make her feel the guilt when her own son puts a hand onto her. She dated a boy who was just a few years older than me. I thought my acts will make her feel low. But this hungry bitch started to feel my dick.

And the tone in which she said we shall go home sounded too bitchy. I never knew that my mom was such a kind of whore. With these disturbing thoughts, we reached home. She got down to open the gates. She unlocked the door while I parked and closed the gate back.

As soon as I entered, my bitchy mom hugged me while her one hand went into my pants to reach out for my dick. We hadn’t even got into the hall. Without wasting much time, she got down, pulled down my 3/4th I was wearing and put my dick into her mouth. “Ooooh!” was what I exclaimed without me knowing.

I didn’t know what to do exactly. I found it hard to stand upright, hence I got hold of her head to gain some balance. Now my bitchy mom was sucking her own son shamelessly. After some minutes, I felt it was getting too much. I asked her to stop, she took my dick out and looked up towards me. “Let’s go in, onto the sofa,” I said.

As I sat on the sofa, she took off her top and then immediately the bra. She came into the sofa, held my head in one hand, and her right boob with the other, pushed her boobs to my mouth. As I started to suck, I heard her moans. Within minutes, she took out the right boob and gave me the other one.

I looked up to see her face. I must say I was literally shocked to see the ecstasy on her face. “What are you looking at my boy? Suck it, let’s have some joy,” she said.

As I sucked, I untied the knot of her pants, put my hand into her panty. I couldn’t help saying to her, “My God! How can you be this horny with your own son?”

“You are a man now, go on,” she said in a slutty voice. I put my middle finger into her pussy saying, “You hungry bitch.”

“Aaawww.. hhm..” she moaned as she slightly jumped while still being in that position. I hardly had fingered her for a couple of minutes, her body started to shiver and said, “Oh..no.. stopppp..stop..O need your cock now..need your young cock.”

As I removed my finger, at a lightning speed, my horny mother laid down on the sofa and spread her legs wide.

I was awestruck to see my own mom behaving in that way, spreading for her own son. But I must also add that looking at her clean bald pussy was something out of ordinary. As I was still admiring her pussy, she grabbed me by the waist and pulled me towards her. And before I knew it, she held my dick and placed it exactly in front of her love hole.

I pushed my weight forward and ufff..it was warm, it was slippery. She closed her eyes and moaned, “Hmmm..bang it, my boy, do it.”

I started the movement, and with every move, I could hear her moaning, “Oh..oh..hmm..hmm” in the rhythm matching my movements. I fucked her in missionary for a while until her pussy started to flood. I literally felt like waves hitting my dick.

Her orgasm was so huge that I had to stop moving my dick, as I pushed in the gush of liquid pushed my dick out. But she shouted, “Do it.. do itt.. dooo.. aaaah aah aah..”

I think I was about to cum had I fucked my mom like that for just 2 more minutes, but too much lubrication spoiled it.

I pulled her and turned her to the other side to fuck her in doggy. She lifted her ass and held her waist down which gave my dick direct access to her pussy. Saying, “You bitchy nymph,” I spanked her ass while entering her cunt.

I then pulled her by the hair and banged her mercilessly. Her moans started to turn into shouts and she reciprocated for each thrust. I fucked her like that for a while and I thought I was about to cum but this bitch had another orgasm.

I took out my dick, she turned to look at me and her facial expression asked why did you take it out. I held my dick and said, “Suck me slut, make me cum.”

My mother didn’t waste a second. She put her mouth to suck my balls first and then starting from the base she came up to the length of my cock with her tongue tip. “Oh, mom..what a cock-sucker you are..” I said.

She sucked for around three minutes and then I shot my load directly into her mouth.

I never expected my own mom to taste my cum. And until I discovered the other side of her, I never thought that I would be a mother fucker. However, my nympho bitchy mom made it happen.

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Hi friends, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en udan velai paarkum ilamaiyaana paiyanai eppadi usar seithu sex seithen enbathai ungalidam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar buvana vayathu 35 aagugirathu. Enaku ninaivu therintha naalil irunthu en officeil ilamaiyaana aangal velai seithathe ilai.

Anaivarum thirumanam aagiyavargalaaga thaan irupaargal, en kanavan udan naan santhoshamaaga thaan irukiren aanal kama sugam enbathu ippozhuthu enaku kidaikamal irukirathu. En kanavan ennai oothe niraiya maatham aagugirathu. Enaku viral poduvathum pidikathu, sunniyai kuthikul vital thaan en manathirku ithamaaga irukum.

En vayathu pengal anaivarum viral potu avargalin kama thagathai theerthukolugiraargal, naan viral podamal irupathaal iravil ethavathu kanavanu vanthu thanaga pundai vinthu vanthuvidum. Ithu pondru vanthaal naam aarogiyamaaga irukirom endru artham. En vaazhkai ipadiye sendrukondu irunthathu, enaku oru magan matum irukiraan.

Avan thaan en vaazhkaiyaagave irunthaan, ipadi irukum pozhuthu en officeil oru thirumanam aagiya velaiyai vitu nindraargal. Appozhuthu velaiku aatkal thevai endru job requirement potargal naan ithilavathu oru thirumanam aagatha aan vanthaal nandraaga irukum endru ninaithen. Naan thinamum tempovil thaan office seluven.

Pothuvaaga en officeil athigamaaga velai irukathu athanaal naangal kathai adithukondu thaan irupom. En udan iru manager matrum oru ilamaiyaana pen velai seithukondu irunthaal. Naan tempovil poikondu irukum pozhuthu oru azhagana ilamaiyaana aan bike ootikondu en mune sendraan. Avanai paarkum pozhuthu enaku migavum pidithupoi irunthathu.

Appozhuthu naan manathil suma ninaithen intha paiyan namudan vanthu velai paarthaal eppadi irukum endru ninaithu paarthen. Naan ninaithathu antha kadavuluku ketuvitatha endru theriyavilai, nan office ulle selum pozhuthu antha paiyan ootivantha bike nindrukondu irunthathu. Intha bike naam varumpozhuthu thaane paarthom endru manathil ninaithukonden.

Intha tharunathilkuda naan antha ilam paiyan officekul irupaan endru ninaithukuda paarkvilai. Kathavai thiranthu ulle sendrathum antha aan boss idam pesikondu irunthaan. Ivan kandipaaga velaiku thaan vanthu irupaan endru therinthathu. Avan vendinaano ilaiyo naan antha paiyan ingu velai seiya vendum endru ninaithu manathil vendikonden.

Sirithu neram boss roomil pesivitu veliyil vanthu system munbu amanrthaan, en udan irukum pen avanidam nandraaga pesinaal. Naan aval idam yar intha thambi endru keten? Aval en udan paditha friend thaan akka endru solinaal. Naan avanidam ennai arimugam seithukonden en peyar buvana endru solinen.

Avan akka en peyar ragul endru solinaan, pinbu mathiya neram aagiyathu naangal anaivarum ondraaga thaan amarnthu sapiduvom. Engal office oru veedu pola irukum, dining table irukum angu thaan naangal anaivarum amarnthu sapiduvom. Ragul ennai akka akka endru kupiduvathu kastamaaga irunthathu, avan indru sapadu eduthuvaravilai.

En udan velai paarkum pen avanai engal udane share seithu sapida solinaal, athanaal avanum engal udan ondraaga amarnthu sapida aarambithaan. Naan avanidam nee ennai buvana endru peyar soliye azhaikalam endru solinen. Avanuku naan konjam kaamam meethu aarvamaaga irukiren enbathu therinthathu.

Ragul ennai buvana endru peyar soli azhaika aarambithaan, engal iruvaruku naduvil oru waves oodikondu irunthathu. Muthalil naan ennai patri soli vidugiren, en soothu vatamaaga thukalaaga thaniyaaaga theriyum. Thirumanam aagivitale soothu pazhuthu vidum, en soothum sexyaaga pazhuthu thaan irunthathu.

En soothu avalavu sexyaaga irunthathu, enake en soothu azhagai migavum pidikum. Kanadi munbu nindru en soothu azhagai naan rasipen. Adutha naal irukamana saree aninthu office vanthen, ragul en soothu azhagai paarthu rasithaan. Enakum athu thaan vendum, adikadi veli seiyum pozhuthu vendum endre avan kaiyai naan en kaiiyaal urasuven.

Apdi urasum pozhuthe engal iruvarukume moodu erum, AC oodikonde irupathaal kuliraaga irukum appozhuthu naan ragul idam sendru kai chill endru irukirathu naan sirithu neram un kaiyai pidithukolugiren endru soli kaiyai korthu pidipen. Appozhuthu sola mudiyaatha alavirku moodu earum, aanal veliyil irunthu paarvargaluku naangal akka thambi pola thaan theriyum.

Kaiyai korthu irukum pozhuthu ragul sunni viraithu pant ooramaaga therinthukondu irunthathu, ennaku therinthathu avan enaku usar aagi vitan endru. Ragul paarka aanmaaiyaaga irupaan virintha maarbu irukum. Athai vida avan sunni konjam pudaithukondu irupathu pola theriyum, enaku avanai migavum pidithu poi vitathu.

Oru naal ragul thozhi velaiku vara vilai thanaal naangal rendu per matum thaan irunthom. Manager half day matum velai seithu vitu en idam enaku oru function irukirathu neengal irunthu paarthu vitu office moodivitu kilambungal endru soli angu irunthu kilambivitar. Enaku manam muzhuvathum santhoshamaaga irunthathu.

Sariyaaga mani 3 aanathu, naan neraga sendru kathavai thapal poten, athai ragul paarthukondu thaan irunthathan. Avanai boss roomku azhaithu sendren, boss yepozhuthavathu thaan velaiku varuvaar, indru avan vara vilai. Avar roomil bed irukum, athanaal thaan ragulai naan angu azhaithu sendren. Ragul thirumbum pozhuthu avan kanathai pidithu ithazhil oru kiss seithen.

Raguluku udane moodu vanthu ennai irukamaaga kati pidithu ithazhil kiss seithu sappinaan. Avan ilam sunni viraithu en pundaiyil patu irunthathu. Nandraaga kiss seithuvitu ragul en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinaan. Avan kaiyai pidithu en soothu meethu vaithen, iruvarum nandraaga kiss seithukonde irunthom.

Naan ragul sunni methu kai vaithu pidithu kutha vaithu amarnthu nane avan pantai kayati sunniyai jatiiyil irunthu veliyil eduthu athai sexyaagaga sappi suvaika aarambithen. Ilamaiyaana aanin sunni veriiyam athigamaaga irunthathu, nangu viraithu irunthathu. Athai suvaikum pozhuthu suvai nandraaga irunthathu.

Naan ithu naal varai en kanavan sunniyai kuda suvaithathu ilai, aanal ragul sunniyai sappi porumaiyaaga oombi suvaithu echu seithen. Pinbu ragul en jakit kayati mulaiyai veliyil eduthu athai vaaiyil vaithu sappi suvaika aarambithaan. Neenda naal kazhithu en mulaiyai oru aan suvaikiraan, haaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu, sirithu neram mulaiyai sappinaan.

Pinbu naan saree thuki cow nilaiyil soothai katinen, en soothu ragul ku pidithu poi vitathu. Avan buvana unaku sexyaana soothu di endru solinaan, enaku avan en soothai varnithathu pidithu irunthathu, avan sunniyai kuthikul viduvatharku munbu sexyaaga athil vaai vaithu sappi suvaithaan. En kanavan kuda en kuthiyai suvaithathe ilai.

Ragul nandraaga pundaiyai naki suvaithaan, haaaaaaaaaaaaa inbamaaga irunthathu sirithu neram kuthiyai naki eeram suraka vaithu avanathu poolai cow nilaiyil kuthiyil vitu ooka aarambithaan. Neenda naal kazhithu ilamaiyaana aanin sunni pundaikul irangiyathu. Sirithu neram intha nilaiyil oothuvitu padukaiyil paduthu kaalgalai virithu kuthiyai ooka kanbithen.

Sexyaaga en meethu paduthu kuthiyil poolai sorugi ennai kiss seithukonde ooka aarambithaan. Ragul ennai oopathai vaithe avan virgin kidaiyathu enbathai therinthukonden. Nandraaga ennai oothu enjoy seithaan, avan sunniyil vinthu varuvatharku munathaagave enaku pundaiyil moodu eri vinthu vanthathu. Vinthu vantha kuthiyil vidamal vegamaaga oothu sunni vinthai pundaikul iraki ennai irukamaag kati pidithukonden.

Sirithu neram avan poolai veliyil edukamal kuthiyile vaithu irunthaan, pinbu en kuthiyil ozhugum vinthai thudaithukondu iruvarum sirithu neram kati pidithu paduthu irunthom, ini ragul udan avan velai paarkum varai matter thaan. En ilamai enaku thirumba vanthathu pola irunthathu, en manathirku aathma thirupthi kidaithathu. En tamil kathaiyai padithu rasithatharku migavum nandri vanakam.

Hello guys. I have been a reader of ISS for a long time now. I have decided to narrate my bus sex story for the users here. Coming to my introduction, I am Sid, and my wife is Nicky (names changed). We are from Vizag, Andhra Pradesh.

I am 28 years old, 5’8″, with a 6 inches cock. My wife is 25, and her stats read 36D-28-34. My wife is bisexual, and I am straight. We have been married for 2 years now. Since my wife is bisexual, we kept searching for a girl to do a threesome with.

Coming to the story, it happened in October 2019. My wife and I had to go to Bangalore for a friend’s wedding. Due to a few issues, we missed our flight. The only option we found to reach the wedding on time was to go by bus. The bus was scheduled to leave from Vizag at 6 PM.

Unfortunately, my wife and I couldn’t get berths beside each other on the sleeper bus. My wife got a berth beside a girl, and I got a berth beside a guy. Since we had no other option, we decided to travel that way for that day. I was 3 berths behind my wife.

As I was tired from my office work since morning, I fell asleep as soon as the bus crossed city limits.

From here, the story will be narrated from my wife’s point of view.

So, I thought I would spend some time texting with Sid, but he fell asleep. I was very disappointed with the bus journey. I had planned to have some sex after reaching Bangalore that night. But it was impossible now as we missed the flight.

I tried reading our old sex chats when I heard a feeble crying voice from beside me. The girl beside me (Swetha) was crying. To describe her, she was a dusky petite girl. Her stats were 32B-24-32, and she was 22 years old. She was wearing denim shorts and a black tee. Her hair was neatly tied in a ponytail.

I wondered if I should ask her what was wrong and why she was crying. But I felt a bit awkward initially. But she couldn’t stop crying for a while. After 15 – 20 minutes, I asked her if she was okay. She gave the nod to say she was okay. But deep inside, I knew she wasn’t.

I then put a hand on her shoulder and told her that she could share it with me. She had no one else for now. Since it was a 16-hour journey to Bangalore, I had all the time to listen to the story and comfort her. She told me that her boyfriend just broke up with her over some trivial issues.

She is on her way to Bangalore to start her career in her first job. I consoled her for a while, and she seemed to have felt better after a while. We kept talking about our lives.

At around 10 PM, the bus stopped at a place for dinner. I woke up Sid and went for dinner with Swetha. I introduced them to each other. Since Sid is great with words, he could make her laugh her heart out in no time. After a nice dinner, we went back to the bus.

As Sid was leaving to his berth, Swetha hugged him and thanked him for his words. We went on to our berth, closed the curtain, and started talking again. As she was beside me, we were facing each other and talking. She slowly felt comfortable and hugged me tightly, and thanked me for all the support.

The whole bus was asleep and calm. This hug of hers woke up my horny side as I could feel her breath on my neck. It was a long hug for at least 2 – 3 minutes, and this made me wet as fuck. I somehow reached her lips and slowly landed mine on hers. Surprisingly, she responded with a long smooch.

I could sense the shock in her eyes, but she never resisted. I slowly took her right hand and put it on my left boob. My nipples were so erect that they can make a hole in my padded bra. She was softly pressing my boob and licking my lower lip. My left hand slipped into her shorts, and she is surprisingly wet.

I immediately touched her clitoris, and she let out a soft moan with that. I didn’t want to finger her yet. I was only rubbing her clit. She kept pressing my boobs, licking my neck, and trying to unzip my shorts. She struggled a bit but finally unzipped my shots and reached beneath my panty.

I couldn’t take it any longer and lifted her tee, took her nipple out of her bra, and started sucking her nipple. I can see that she loved it. I am in 7th heaven since I got to make out with a girl. Slowly I put one finger in her pussy and bit her nipple at the same time.

At this point, she came forward, started kissing me again, and bit my lips. She inserted 2 fingers in my pussy and started fingering me vigorously. I, too, inserted 2 fingers in her pussy and started searching for her G Spot. In a few minutes, I found her G Spot and pressed my fingers hard inside her.

She almost screamed. But I closed her mouth with a kiss and felt her juices flowing over my fingers. I took my fingers out of her pussy and started licking her juices on my fingers while she still kept finger fucking me hard. We looked in each others’ eyes and could feel the lust we have for each other.

After a minute, I, too, had an intense orgasm, but she was not the one to stop. She knelt in front of me, pulled my shorts down, spread my legs. She started licking it from the bottom of my pussy till my navel. She spat on my pussy and started tongue fucking me till I spilled all my juices in her mouth.

She took it all in her mouth and shared them with me with a deep kiss. She wasn’t satisfied yet, and I loved it. She sat on my face indicating me to lick her pussy. I licked her god, gently biting her clit and pussy lips, and she came in my mouth in no time.

Tired with all the action and with the fear of someone waking up, we both got dressed and slept in each other’s arms. But our exploring each other over our clothes didn’t stop for a while till we fell asleep. We woke up to the bus taking a halt for breakfast and freshening up at around 7 AM.

Surprisingly, we didn’t feel awkward and shared a nice good morning kiss. Then Sid walked up to us and called us for breakfast. Swetha and I exchanged our numbers and planned to meet in Bangalore after our friend’s wedding. The rest of the journey was very normal as we didn’t want people to notice us.

As soon as we reached Bangalore, Swetha gave a tight hug to me, kissed me on my cheek. She shook hands with Sid and told him he’s quite lucky to have me. She walked away as Sid looked at her, wondering what that was all about.

That’s it for this part, guys. In the next part, I will explain how Nicky and I had a threesome with Swetha. She ended up being our sex slave. If you liked this story of 2 strangers going from bus to bed, please send me feedback on my mail – [email protected].

Any girls who want to try a threesome or couples aged between 23 and 30 looking for swapping in Visakhapatnam can mail us too. Tight hugs and dick squeeze to all the guys from Nicky. Nipple sucks and finger fucks to all the women from Nicky and me.

Hello, I am Dev from Mumbai, 25 years old. I have been an avid reader for a long time now. So I am thinking of sharing my stories with this community. Some parts of the stories are based on real-life events and some fiction. I leave it to you to decide which parts are real and which are fictional.

Please read the first part before continuing.

All through my lectures, I was distracted. There was only one thought on my mind. My conscience was all but lost. Desire to be with Ma was growing strong every second. The only I was worried about was what would happen if I go through with this? What if it goes south?

Thoughts of Ma being naked in front of my eyes were growing strong. I was not able to control my emotions. All I wished was a chance or luck to be with Ma and make love to her. And I wanted her to love me back the same way. I rushed back home after attending all the tuition and college lectures.

It was around 3 PM when I reached home. I got fresh and ate lunch. The carpenters were doing their work, and we were sitting in the hall. I could feel the tension mounting in my head. I wanted to break the silence. But my mind was clouded with the thoughts of making love with Ma.

“How is the work going, Ma?” I asked.

“Today, they just did the carpentry work. They are saying it should take two more days to finish it and one extra day for painting.”

At 4 PM, the workers started to leave. I looked after them if they cleaned everything or not.

“All day noise of their machines. I couldn’t even take proper rest. I will sleep a bit before your dad comes,” she said.

The doorbell rang, it was didi (elder sister), she came back from college. She was pursuing MBA at that time. She is by far the smartest amongst my family, and she gets her looks from Ma.

Didi went directly inside the bedroom to see how much of the work was done. Ma was resting on the sofa. At the same time, I lay down on the floor just beside the sofa.

“Sonu, will you please press my legs?” Ma asked. I was always her choice when it comes to massage. Head, legs, or sometimes back as well. She says you have a gift. I wondered if I’ll ever be able to use this gift to its full potential with her.

I sat on the floor and started massaging her legs while Ma was taking a rest. I usually massaged her feet only. I seldom get a chance to massage above her knee. While massaging, I wondered all the forces are moving in my favor. Asking me to do something about the feelings I have for Ma?

I have touched her before, but today was different for me. Today it was lust for her, lust and love. I was scared. What if Ma notices my touch? I have heard women can sense the intentions of a man by their touch. Does she know my intention? What will she do if she does?

There were questions in my head with no answer. I thought it would be safer to tread more carefully. “Sonu, press here,” she pointed at her calf. She pulled up her maxi slightly to reveal it. “Oh god,” I said to myself. She has very fair legs. Some would say it’s milky white. Long and soft with the proper amount of flesh.

She is ho. How can anyone resist such beauty? She could seduce anyone just with her legs. I considered myself lucky to be touching those beautiful legs. I wondered if there is any part of her mesmerizing body that can’t turn on a man.

I started gently rub down her calf. My heart is filled with love and lust. My hands are trying to feel her bare skin.  “I think I should stop wearing heels,” she said. She is used to wearing heels for the office, 3 inches on regular days.

She loves wearing heels, and I also love watching her in them. On special occasions, she will wear 4-4.5inch.

“But you love wearing heels,” I replied. “But this pain never goes,” she said.

‘Don’t worry about the pain. I am there na, to massage your legs. Besides, I also love watching you in heels.” She gave me a look. “Shut up!” she said lovingly to stop me from flirting any further.

“Also, you only say I have a gift,” I said, somehow trying to convince her to keep wearing them. “Yea, that’s true.”

She would look gorgeous in heels. Her dominant persona comes out in office attire, and I love watching her.

“What gift?” didi asked after she came from her shower, not knowing about the conversation.

“Ma is thinking of not wearing heels anymore.”

“As if that’s going to happen. She will make you press legs but won’t stop wearing it,”  Didi said.

Both Ma and Didi chuckled. I didn’t show it, but I was relieved. After some time, Didi went into the kitchen to prepare tea for us. It was time for my father to come. He is the only person in the family who is strict and quiet. It was not very hard to tell about the dull romance of my Ma and Pa.

I always wonder who misses lovemaking more, Ma or Pa. I have seen father going through some porn websites on the computer. He is not very good at clearing history. On several occasions, I have deleted it myself. Ma knew about this already. I have seen her discuss it with him. She didn’t look happy about it.

I felt little pity for Ma for not having the same pleasure as my father. Not sure if didi knew about porn sites or not. We had our tea, and I sat down to finish up my college homework. Our evening event, as usual, bit quite a bit boring.

Ma prepared for dinner while father watched the news on TV, while didi also studied. Time was passing rather slowly. There was only one thing on my mind. To be with Ma, I wanted to be near her. It was a feeling of first love how you want to spend your entire time around that person.

To be with them. To love them. To hug them and kiss them. My desire and emotions for Ma were growing strong with every moment. I rushed my homework. I knew I could only be near her at night. I was waiting for time to pass.

It’s weird how slow time gets, especially when you are waiting for something. I secured my seat beside Ma for dinner. I started to feel I am actually in love with her. I wished she felt the same. Sneakily enough, I managed to have my legs touch hers.

Even though there was enough place, I sat like the hall was crowded. I attempted to be constantly in touch with her. We finished our dinner. Didi washed the utensils while I cleaned the floor.

Even though I was not sleepy, I made the bed. “Are you sleepy?” Ma asked.

“A little bit.”

Ma sat on the floor just beside the sofa while dad lay on the sofa. My head was in reach of her hands. She played with my hair while watching her TV soap drama. Usually, I would get irritated by this and make her stop, and Ma would again keep doing that to annoy me.

But today, I said nothing. I loved how she stroked my head. It was beautiful.

“Is everything okay, Sonu?” Ma questioned, seeing that I allowed her to play with my hair. “Yes, Ma, just a bit tired.’

“Tired? What mountain did you move to?” Ma said. Her show was about to come to an end. With that, she came to the bed. I was relieved. ‘Finally!’ I said to myself. Didi wrapped up the kitchen work and joined us.

She turned off the light and switched on the night lamp, dark blue. Dark enough to make you comfortable and cozy, light enough to see the person beside you. It was almost time to sleep. Ma stood up and went to the washroom, brushed her teeth. On the way back, she removed her bra and put it in the washing machine.

I watched her while she removed it. I was wondering how it would feel to grab and squeeze it. There was some tension arising between Ma and me. She realized someone is watching her. She looked back directly at me, stared for few seconds. She then tried to avoid eye contact and went back to sleep.

Father was almost asleep. Didi was on her phone. Ma slept in the middle, like yesterday. But today, she was closer to me. As if she wanted to be. I could feel her warmth even when our bodies were not touching. Ma scolded didi to keep the phone aside and sleep.

She wished me and didi good night. She turned towards me and looked into my eyes. As if she wanted to say something, she held my left hand and slept.

As the time passed, her grip became tight. I could not sleep. I kept thinking of what’s going on in her mind and how I wanted to make love with Ma. Almost an hour passed, I kept looking at her pretty sleeping face. She looked like a baby when she slept, a cute and innocent one.

I thought of keeping my hand on her like yesterday. I moved in her direction a little, and her grip on my hand loosened. She woke up and looked at me, came closer, and kissed my forehead.

“I love you, Ma,” I murmured.

She looked at me, said nothing. I could feel she was moving closer. She whispered, “Sleep, Sonu.” She gave the tightest hug she has ever given. I hugged her tight in response. The only thing between us was our clothes. I could feel she didn’t want to leave.

We stayed like that for few minutes, and we put our arms over each other and slept. After some time, our grip loosened, Ma was not facing me anymore. She was in a sound sleep. It was almost 2.30 AM. I was only awake. My heartbeats were rising. I wanted to feel her appealing body.

I made my move. My heart skipped a beat as I moved my hands up towards her breast. I realized she didn’t have any bra on. I was scared. “What if Ma wakes up?” I was moving my hand slowly and carefully, feeling the soft, smooth skin of her belly.

The fabric of her maxi was so thin as if it’s a part of her. I could feel my fingers touching her breast. I was very much scared, but I decided to continue. It was a divine feeling as I moved my fingers over her smooth and curved breast. Her breasts were not too firm and not too saggy, just perfect as you want them to be.

My heart wanted to go wild and explore it completely. I started to get a hard-on as I touched her nipples. I was careful not to wake her up. As I touched for a while, her nipples started to get hard. I could completely feel them between my fingers. I couldn’t control myself.

I was overwhelmed with lust at this point. Movements of my hand became quicker, and I started to feel her entire breast. I cupped them with my hands, they couldn’t entirely fit in it, and I gave it a gentle squeeze. It was smooth and soft and squishy. I couldn’t believe I was squeezing Ma’s breast.

I was rock hard at this point and completely drenched in lust. I gave another squeeze, not so gentle this time. Ma moved. I was so lost in lust I didn’t realize she could wake up. Now she was facing didi, and her back was facing me. I quickly moved my hands back on her belly in fear.

I grabbed her belly and slowly pushed myself towards her. I was almost spooning Ma. I wanted to spoon completely but was scared. What if she notices my hard-on? With some time and dare, I again started to feel her breast with my fingers. Most of it was difficult to access as she moved.

I noticed her maxi rolled up in sleep, till the knee, revealing her legs. That got me even hornier. I craved even more to see her milky white thighs. Now I focused on slyly pulling her maxi up. I moved my hand from her breast to her waist. I could feel the outline of her panties running along the waist.

With every moment, I was getting hornier, filled with love and lust. I started to pull her maxi up from one side. It was a difficult and risky task. I could only manage to pull up not more than 2-3 inches, revealing her sexy milky thigh, but the other side was still covered.

I was almost about to give up, and suddenly Ma moved as if she is responding to my actions. Now she was completely on her back. For a moment, I thought she wanted me to continue with this, so I went forward. Now it was much easier to pull her maxi up from sides.

It was a heavenly feeling to see those milky white thighs as if she is an angel straight from heaven, and I believe she is—atleast my angel. I was able to pull up her maxi enough to reveal a good portion of her thighs. They were gorgeous. Even in darkness, you could see them. Smooth, soft, and spotless.

I thought I came this forward. There’s no point in stopping now. I saw her erect nipple poking through her maxi. So badly, I wanted to suck on them. I couldn’t recall how it felt last time I sucked on it. I held her nipples between my fingers and started playing with them.

I wanted to do so many things that night after playing with my breast. I casually kept hands on her bare thighs with such daring and courage, pretending to be asleep. The feeling of touching the bare skin of a woman is something to live for. And the excitement increases ten folds if that woman is your mother.

I didn’t move my hand much. But the warmth of her thighs was soothing enough to make me more hypersexual. I was lost in lust. I wanted more of it. I slowly moved my hand up, trying to grab her fleshy thighs to a point where I could feel my fingers brushing against her thigh.

I could almost feel my hand being stuck between her thighs. As I moved a little up, she suddenly moved, and in fear, I removed my hand. Ma was again facing didi. While moving, she also adjusted her maxi to cover her legs. She didn’t wake up or anything.

I thought she might not have noticed anything. I took a sigh of relief and put my hands over her belly, waiting for her to turn again. It was almost past 3.30 AM she didn’t move. I fell asleep hugging her and planning a hot session with mom.

Story to be continued.

Any criticism or feedback is highly appreciated. I am trying to keep the scenario as detailed as possible with all the events that happened.

Howdy readers! It’s been a while since I have shared any of my stories. The world is fighting the SARS-COV-2 pandemic. The adventures are currently halted. I hope everyone is safe and healthy.

This is a recent incident during June 2021 lockdown phase. I visited a medicine specialist due to some stomach issues I was facing for a few days. I had to make an appointment in a clinic. The only doctor available was a lady. I had no choice but to confirm the booking and show up at the scheduled time.

There were already a couple of people waiting. I had made a booking on the same day. So I was the last person and had to wait till everyone was done. Finally, my turn came. I went in to see the doctor. I entered the doctor’s chamber, and a gush of cold chilly air immediately kissed my face.

My body just woke up from the shock of a sudden burst of chill. My eyes fell on the clock on the wall, which was almost 5:08 pm. Then hovered around the room. I found a desk where the doctor was seated.

There was a small sofa in one corner with a center table in front of it. An attached bathroom just next to it. On another side of the room, there was a bed with a stool. I entered, greeted the doctor, and sat down in front of the desk.

After laying my eyes on the doctor, I was shocked. I was sure she wasn’t wearing any bra. She was in a floral print blue salwar kameez. And she had the white apron over the dress. She looked to be around 35 years of age, voluptuous (36-32-34), and slim. She was married and looked super hot in the outfit.

After gazing at her while sitting down, I got an instant boner. Frankly speaking, which guy won’t after seeing the beauty she was. Then, I started explaining my concern, and she was asking about things related to it. I forgot about the boner at that point.

After listening to my answers, she told me to lie down on the bed and pull up my shirt slightly. She would check around my navel area. While getting up, I remembered that I had an erection and adjusted my pants to hide them. I was unsure whether the doctor had seen anything while adjusting myself.

She was getting her stethoscope from the shelf beside her chair. I went to bed, lay down on my back, and pulled up my shirt to my chest area. The doctor came forward with the stethoscope and started checking. After that, she started to put pressure over my stomach area with her palm.

While she was checking, her left hand rested on my chest very gently. Her right hand was checking the affected area. Suddenly, I felt her left hand scratched my chest with her nails. At the same time, her right hand grazed my boner, hiding in my pant. I thought her right hand must have by mistake went there.

But again, I felt her fingers brush my boner. Yet, for some reason, I didn’t take it seriously. Her left hand rested on my chest and occasionally holding my shirt, so it doesn’t come down. She was checking and told me to pull my pants down a bit.

She needs to check the lower abdomen properly, which she is unable to access. I undid my pants and, together with my underwear, just pulled down a bit, exposing a bit of my pubic hair in the process. I am clean-shaven down there. Sometimes it grows a bit, though I don’t let it grow wild.

She resumed her treatment. With her actions, I was sure she wanted a lot more than just checking my health concern. This was clear. As she reached out to my lower abdomen, her right hand was only feeling the part where the pubic hair was exposed. Her pinky was not feeling my dick head.

Her left hand unknowingly moved to my nipples and was touching and scratching them. Her breathing became heavy at the moment as she was looking at my boner. She was lost for a while and suddenly came back to sense and removed both her hands.

I was observing her eyes filled with lust and nipples getting hard. She turned to look at me and saw me looking at her. She became a bit shy and started with a proper medical check avoiding eye contact.

However, I have now seen her true intention and desire, so I wont let her leave without getting what she desired. She was busy with checking while I asked a very cheeky double-meaning question with an innocent face.

Me: How is it?

Doc: Umm, good!

Me: Good? But there is still some issue.

Doc: Yeah, no, it’s not good. Sorry!

Me: What are you saying, doctor? Is it good or bad?

Doc: Well, this part of the stomach seems to have some concern.

She was very much flabbergasted and then started explaining what she found. However, her right hand, while explaining, started to touch my stomach and slowly moved towards my exposed pubic hair again.

Me: Doctor, is this good?

Doc: No, as I was explaining, this will take a little bit of time to heal and…

Me: Doctor, I meant what you are touching. Is that good?

The doctor turned towards her hands and saw her 2 fingers on my exposed bush area and other fingers touching the boner.

Me: No one will know. Go for it.

The doctor turned towards me and was looking into my eyes. She was a bit scared to move forward. My hand made its way towards her thighs from the back and felt them. And slowly made its way towards her ass and grabbed them hard.

My other hand caught hold of her left hand, brought it near my mouth, and started kissing them. She became a bit confident and slowly put her right hand inside my underwear and felt my dick. She was still a bit afraid to move forward.

My hand slapped her ass and then grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. Her face came closer to mine, and we locked lips. I was feeling her ass up while she was sucking my lips. Her hunter instinct kicked in, and her right hand found the entry to the dark den of the wild beast under my pants.

She grabbed him by its throat in her palm and tugging on it too and fro. She was trying to bring the unknown beast out in the open, into the light. Then hunt on it and finally feed it to her valley. The river turned into a flood and destroyed her ability to stay calm and rational.

She transformed herself into a wild beast to fulfill her wish to hunt another wild beast in the dark wilderness. Her kisses started getting more intense. She put up her left leg and rested the knee on the side of the bed. Her other leg was enjoying the intimate touches of my hand and was still fixated on the floor.

Her left hand grabbed and pulled my hair while pushing herself more on me. The ac was full blast, yet it couldn’t contain her pent-up heat, which was very infectious and spread all around. She kept kissing me, sucking my lips.

She was playing with my tongue to withdraw her moaning sounds from escaping her mouth. She seemed very thirsty to drink the nectar of lust from my lips. I got up, removed all my clothes, and stood in front of her in my birthday suit.

Like the hunter she was, she came down on her knees in front of me and started sucking my dick. I held her head, and my mouth fucked her. After almost 5-6 minutes, I dumped my juice directly down her throat. She licked her lips, looking into my eyes. It was very hot.

She stood up, and I helped her undress. She was naked in less than a minute. We were two hot bodies naked in front of each other, viewing the other’s package and body. Then I grabbed her by her ass and pulled her onto me, and started kissing her.

My hands explored the hot curvacious territory from the back to the waist, then towards her ass and pussy. Her boobs were crushing on my chest. My dick was poking her between the legs. I pulled her up and laid her down on the bed. I got on top of her left in 69 position.

I started sucking and licking her pussy and clit. Her pussy was flowing like a river originating from the mountains. My dick was well placed inside her mouth. Then I fingered her, licked her pussy and ass, played with her clitoris. She was moaning with my dick in her mouth and scratching all over my back.

Her legs held my head tightly between her pussy as she let out a stream of cum. I got up and saw her eyes were filled with so much lust. I jumped on her boobs, sucking and pinching them alternatively. She started pulling my hair very hard and reached her other hand to try and get my dick inside her.

Doc: Please put it in. I want it, don’t tease anymore.

I kept sucking her boobs without giving importance to her words.

Doc: Please stop teasing! I want you inside, please!

I was not giving importance to her words. She tried hard to reach and put my dick inside. However, I held her hands tightly and went back on sucking the boobs. She kept moaning and begging in my ears to just put it in, and she will do everything for me.

Yet I kept on sucking those juicy big boobs (36b) until I was satisfied.

Doc: Satisfied with my boobs?

Me: For now.

Doc: Then stop teasing and fuck me!

Me: I am not carrying a condom.

Doc: Who cares? Just start fucking.

I was looking at her face, which was red by then. I didn’t leave her hands and still kept her pinned down. Her waist was moving, trying to feel the dick on her pussy lips.

The next moment she swayed her hips and tried to feel my dick. I pushed it in her pussy with force. She gasped, her body tightened, my dick was clenched tightly inside her pussy walls. Her eyes rolled back with pure pleasure with the feel of a dick inside her.

Doc: Yes! I need your injection. I am sick. Cure me! Take as long as you want for the operation.

Me: The operation had started some time back, doctor. Now injection shots are required to cure what is left. It is a temporary solution. You might need more injection shots and operations in the future too.

Doc(looking at my eyes): Ok, doctor. Please give me all the sitting required to cure me.

Me: you will get all the treatment, as long as required.

Doc: Yes, Doctor. Now treat me with injection shots.

Well, that’s all folks, for this part at least. I will be sharing the next part with more happenings after this! I hope you liked this story of how I fucked a married doctor in the clinic.

Also, if you want me to write and share stories on your behalf, can you tell me. Anyone interested to experience some good time can reach out to my email or Google hangouts – [email protected].

Vanakam nanbargale, indru tamil kama kathaiyil en chithi udan nadantha kama vaazhkaiyai ungal idam pagirugiren. Vaarungal tamil kama kathaikul selalam, en peyar raman vayathu 22 aagugirathu, naan college final year padithu varugiren. Maduraiyil irukum college padithu varugiren, en veetil appa amma chithi matrum naan irunthom.

Chithiku thirumanam aagi aval kanavar kalam aagiyathaal avargal engal veetile thaan thanga arambithaargal. 6 mathamaga engal veetil thaan irukiraargal, appa varathirku oru murai matum thaan veetirku varuvaar. Matra nerathil avar velai seithukondu irupaar, appa veetirku vanthaal matum amma appa roomil thangi viduvaargal.

Appozhuthu nanum chithiyum matum thaan irupom, enaku chithi vantha naal muthal avalin mulaiyai eppozhuthum paarthukonde irupen. Chithi mulai eppadi irukum endru theriyuma chance ila avalavu sexyaaga irukum. Chithi udambu oliyaaga irukum aanal sothu matrum mulai perithaaga pazhuthu irukum.

En chithi vadivam 38 -34-42 irukum, aanal oliyaaga thaan irupaargal, naan chithi udan veliyil selum pozhuthu ellam niraiay aangal chithiyai vaitha kangal edukamal paarthukondu irupaargal. En chithiyai nane sight adikum pozhuthu matra aangal epadi sight adikamal irupaargal. Vaaipu kidaithaal oothu viduvaargal, enaku chithiyai eppozhuthu veetirkul azhaithu varuvathu endra nilaiyil irupen.

Chithiyai pothi pothi vaithukolanum endru ninaipen, aanal naan college sendra udan veetirku ethavathu vaanga vendum endral avargal kadiaku seluvaargal. Appozhuthu niraiya aangal avalai paarvaiyaale oothu viduvaargal. Ipadi irukum pozhuthu naan thinamum chithiyai ninaithu thaan kai adithukondu irukiren, kama kathai padipen aanal chithiyai manathil ninaithukondu thaan kai pazhakam seiven.

Athilum vaarathirku oru murai matum chithi thaniyaaga en arugi paduthu irupaal appozhuthu naan chithi mulaiyai paarthukonde kai adipen. Eppadi irukum endru theriyuma neengal oru pen urangum pozhuthu aval mulai paarthu kai pazhakam seithu paarungal. Neengal sorgathil irupathu pola unaruveergal.

Ipadiye sendrukondu irunthathu, chithi eppozhuthu ellam gunigiraargalo appozhuthu elam en paarvai mulai pilavai paarthu vidum. Paarpathu matum ilamal en sunni konjam viraithum poi vidum. Chithi guninthu velai paarkum pozhuthu aval soothu sexyaaga vatamaga irukum. Pengal soothai paatri naan soli thaan ungaluku theriyanum endru ethum ilai.

Idupu sirithaaga irukum soothu perithaaga irukum, soothu perithaaga irunthaal namaku ookanum endru oru veri vara aarambikum. Chithi paduthu urangum pozhuthu aval soothai paarthum kai adipen, ithu pondru vaarathirku oru murai nerathile paarthu kai adipen. Matra naal ellam kama kathai padithu chithiyai oopathu pola ninaithu kai pazhakam seiyuven.

Neengal oru pennai oopathu pola ninaithu kai adithu parungal, kama padangalai paarthu adipathai vida manathil ungaluku pidithavargalai ninaithu kai adithu paarungal. Jollyaga irukum, neengal unmaiyile ungal manathil ninaitha pengalai oopathu pola irukum. Ipadiye sendrukondu irunthathu oru tharunathil enaku annaiyai thadava vendum endru oru aarvam vanthathu.

Athum oru kama kathaiyil padithen thungum pozhuthu kaai adipathu pola padithen, athanaal chithi mulaiyil kai vaithu thadavalam endru mudivu seithen. Ithai naan ninaikum pozhuthu bayamaaga thaan irunthathu irunthaalum ennai kaamam suma vituvaikavilai. Vazhakam pola appa veetirku vanthu irunthaar appozhuthu amma appa roomil paduthu uranginaargal.

Vazhakam pola chithi en arugil paduthu irunthaal, sariyaaga mani 12 aanathu chithi asanthu urangikondu irunthaargal. Naan muthalil thunguvathu pola kaiyai chithi meethu poten, chithi ethum react seiyamal amaithiyaaga paduthu irunthaal. Kaiyai porumaiyaaga idupil irunthu nagarthikonde sendru mulai meethu kai vaithen.

Muthalil oru viralai kaambu meethu vaithen pinbu konjam konjamaaga mulaiyai muzhuvathum pidithen. En sunni nangu viraithu vitathu, chithi mulai meethu kai vaithukonde kai adithen, sirithu nerathile vinthu peerikitu adithathu. Vaarathirku oru naal matum chithi mulai meethu kai vaithu uranginen, oru naal athu pola thaan kai vaithu irukum pozhuthu chithi ezhunthukolvathu pola irunthathu.

Naan udane kaiyai eduthaal matikoluven endru kaiyai keezhe iraki idupu meethu vaithen. Chithi thirumbi paduthu soothai enaku kanbithaal, naanum evalavo control panen aanal enal mudiya vilai athanaal chithi soothil en sunniyai vaithu theithukonde kai pidithen. Chithi mulai en kaiyil irukirathu en sunni aval soothil azhuthi irukirathu.

Ipadi seiyum pozhuthu naan kai adikamal en sunniyil vinthu vanthathu, ninaithu paarungal enaku evalavu kama sugam kidaithu irunthaal kai adikamale soothil sunniyai vaithu irukum pozhuthu vinthu vanthu irukum endru. Ipadiye vaaram oru murai chithiai kati pidithu mulai meethu kai vaithu oopathu pola sunniyai chithi meethu vaithu theithu kanjai vara vaipen.

Oru naal chithi mulai meethu kai vaikum pozhuthu aval ezhunthukondaal naan udane thunguvathu pola nadithen. Aanal en kai chithi mulai meethu irunthathu, aval en kaiyai mulai methu irunthu keezhe iraki vaiyiru meethu vaithu uranginaal. Cha chithi nam meethu evalavu mariyaathai vaithu irukiraal, aval namai thapaga eduthukolave ilaiye.

Ithanaal naan chithiyai thadavuvathai niruthinen, chithiyai manathil ninaipathaiyum niruthinen. En endraal chithi en meethu athiga paasam vaithu irukiraargal, aanal naan chithi kuthi aripai ear paduthi viten enbathu athan pinbu thaan therinthathu. Chithi en meethu kaiyai potu ennai kati pidithukondu paduthu irunthaal.

Andru amma appa roomil irunthaargal, athanaal chithiyum naanum ondraaga thaan arugil paduthu irunthom. Chithi aval kaalai thuki en sunni meethu potu paduthaal, naam thunguvathu pola nadithaalum en sunni viraithu kanbithukoduthu vitathu. Chithi ennai dei nadichathu pothum da endru solinaal, naan kangalai thirakum pozhuthu chithi en face arugil irunthaal.

En kanathai pidithu netri matrum kanathil mutham seithu iruthiyaaga chithiyai ungaku avalavu pidikuma da endru soli ithazhil vaai vaithu lip lock seithaal. Vaa chelam chithiyai kati pidichunu thungu endru soli iruvarum andru kati pidithukondu paduthu uranginom. Enaku etho shock adithathu pola irunthathu, antha shock irunthu veliyil varuvatharku niraiya neram pidithathu.

Thinamum college selum pozhuthu lip lock seithu vitu thaan sela aarambithen, kita thata naangal love seiya aarambithom. Chithi endraale nam meethu evalavu pasamaaga irupaargal endru theriyum athu pola thaan chithi aval pasam muzhuvathaiyum en meethu kanbithaal. Enaku migavum pidithu poivitathu, nanum chithiyai kathal seithen.

Naan bathroomil irukum pozhuthu chithi ulle vanthu en sunniayi paarthu nandraaga thaan valarthu vaithu irukiraai endru soli ithazhil oru kiss seithu vitu seluvaal. Pinbu avalin mulaiyaiyum veliyil eduthu kanbithu acham kanbithu seluvaal. Antha tharunam muzhuvathum en sunni niraiya neram viraithu thaan irunthathu.

College sendru padam padikum pozhuthu enathu kavanam padathin meethu ilai chithi mulai meethu matume irunthathu. Aval indru mulaiyai veliyil eduthu kanbithu vitu ooditaal athanal en kan mun antha mulai irunthukonde irunthathu. Enaku eppozhuthu chithi udan udal uravu seiyalam endru thondriondu irunthathu.

Intha ninaivil irukum pozhuthu thaan en nanban avan kathaliyai ootha kathaiyai anaithaiyum solikondu irunthaan. Avan sunniyai kathali oombi vitathaaga solinan, sari naamum chithiyai oombi vida solalam endru kathukondu irunthen. Andru iravu chithi amma iruvarum paduthu irunthom, chithi arugil thaan naan paduthu irunthen.

Ammavirkum chithikum naduvil naan paduthu irunthen, chithi kathil en sunniyai sappi vidu di endru solinen. Chithi amma irukiraargal da unaku yaar ithalam soli tharugiraargal endru ketal? En nanban kathali sunniyai ooombi vinthu kudithaalam endru sonen. Thodarum.

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

Velamma walked up to her neighbor’s house with a tray of fresh-baked cookies. She was not totally on board with Ramesh’s decision to build a higher fence yet. So she wanted to warn the neighbors.

Velamma rang the bell, and her older neighbor opened it. Velamma’s sexy, low-cut blouse was all he could stare at. The moment he realized it was Velamma, he slammed the door in her face from sheer panic.

Velamma (thinking): What? How rude!

Unbeknownst to Velamma, the neighbor had just been peeping on her through the window as she hung her panties up to dry before she came to visit them. She had worn a skimpy towel, which kept falling off her sexy frame every time she bent down.

His wife had almost caught him stroking himself. But he was relieved he had the time to cum and disappear from the room. Unbeknownst to him, his wife had found the cum-spot, and she spotted Velamma hanging up her panties in the nude. She wanted revenge on Velamma for trying to seduce her husband. It was only a matter of time, now.

Velamma rang the bell again, but this time it was the neighbor’s wife who answered. Velamma introduced herself. The wife’s face suffered from utter disbelief that Velamma dared to show up here after what she’d just done.

She eyed Velamma up and down curiously. She decided that this would be a good time to teach her perverted husband the lesson he deserves. She invited Velamma into the house. Velamma felt uneasy from the glances she got from the neighbor’s wife. The wife had a cruel spark in her eyes, and the neighbor was nowhere to be found.

His wife knew that he was hiding. Velamma offered the cookies she brought to the wife. The wife asked Velamma to sit on the couch while she went to fetch some tea. Something about that made Velamma uncomfortable and uneasy.

The neighbor’s wife had big plans for all the shit that her husband thought he was cleverly hiding from her. The neighbor’s fear was evident as he entered the living room, where Velamma sat.

The neighbor apologized to Velamma for slamming the door, but he stayed standing. He shifted nervously from foot to foot. His wife walked into the room and sat next to Velamma. The two began to talk.

Velamma apologized for barging into their home unannounced. She told them about Ramesh’s plans to build a larger fence for the sake of privacy and assured them that it was not because of them.

As Velamma talked, the wife realized that this woman hadn’t tried to seduce her dimwitted husband. She was merely another victim that her perverted partner took advantage of. It was time to teach this dirtbag a lesson!

The neighbor’s wife got up to serve tea.

Wife: Here you go, Velamma, have some tea. OUCH!

Velamma reached out in time to grab the teapot from her hands before it fell. The wife eased onto the couch from her back pain.  The wife pointed to her lower back and suggested that Velamma give her a massage. The neighbor’s eyes lit up at the thought of his wife being massaged by Velamma, but he kept silent.

The wife adjusted her saree to allow Velamma more room to rub her down. Velamma sat uncomfortably, but she obliged. With each passing second, the wife guided Velamma’s busy fingers lower and lower on her ‘aching’ back. Finally, the neighbor’s wife unraveled her saree as Velamma reeled back in shock.

She sat on the couch in her bra and panties, but Velamma got up to leave.

Wife: Please, Velamma! My husband is helpless at treating my pain. So, I need your hands.

Velamma reluctantly sat back down. The wife laid down and asked Velamma to massage her again. As Velamma did so, she again guided the massage lower towards her ass.

Wife: Pull my panties down a little bit. It’s right near my tailbone.

Velamma peeled the woman’s panties lower and pressed into her soft, juicy flesh. Velamma enjoyed the feel of that juicy ass on her thirsty fingertips. The neighbor tried to excuse himself from this awkward situation. But his wife forced him to sit back down, watch and learn from Velamma’s touch.

He obeyed. He watched as Velamma kneaded his wife’s ass tenderly and got aroused. His wife undid her bra and threw it on the floor. Velamma and the neighbor gasped as she did so.

Wife: It’s not just my lower back, unfortunately. (she caressed and squeezed her breasts) I have aches and pains all over my body, Velamma.

The wife sat in Velamma’s lap with her back to Velamma. She grabbed Velamma’s soft fingers and ran them across her juicy tits.

Velamma (nervously): I’m sure your husband can help, can’t he?

Wife: My husband could never bring me to orgasm. I’d like you to help me out. Orgasm is the only therapy that works, Velamma.

Velamma: Oh, really? How can I help with that?

Wife: For starters, we should kiss. For medical reasons, of course.

The two women kissed tenderly as the horny neighbor watched, aroused yet silent. He tried to join them, but his wife shut him down. Velamma’s saree unraveled as they kissed.

The wife undressed Velamma as she moaned into her mouth. Velamma sighed lustfully as the wife sucked on her neck. The wife grabbed Velamma’s juicy tits and licked them fondly.

Neighbour: Honey, please let me join in.

Wife: Not yet! Now be a good little Jaanu and fetch my vibrator! Velamma can use that to help with my treatment.

The neighbor and Velamma were shocked. But the neighbor’s libido got the better of him, so he ran to fetch her vibrator. The wife pushed Velamma against the couch and started to finger her. Velamma couldn’t fight the pleasure she was feeling. She leaned into it as her pussy was licked gently.

The neighbor returned swiftly with the vibrator, eager to join. But his wife shut him down again. She commanded him to sit and watch as she and Velamma played. Velamma smiled along slyly. He was so horny and badly wanted to join the two women.

The wife teased her husband as he watched in despair. He pulled out his cock, awaiting her signal to join in. Velamma had her legs spread wide on the dingy couch as the neighbor’s wife thrust the vibrator into her throbbing pussy.

Velamma bit her lip as she moaned approvingly. The neighbor tried to come closer. But his wife pushed him away again as she thrust the vibrator inside Velamma repeatedly.

Velamma moaned as the vibrator hit her g-spot and made her body squirm. She came instantly. She pushed the wife onto the couch and used the vibrator to return the favor. The neighbor came close and titty-fucked his wife as he eyed Velamma desperately.

The wife teased him by licking his cock. Velamma smiled while watching this teasing. She continued to fuck the wife with the vibrator as she licked her clit.

Neighbour: Please! I can’t take it!

Wife: Velamma, what do you think?

Velamma: I’m so turned on right now. He can do whatever he wants to me. (Chuckles)

Velamma continued to lick the wife’s pussy as she thrust her juicy ass into the air. The neighbor rushed over at once and grabbed hold of both ass cheeks. He dropped his pants to the floor as Velamma pulled her ass open wider to give him a good view.

The neighbor’s wife moaned as she watched and bit her tongue as she nodded lustfully towards her horny husband. Velamma let out a sultry moan as he entered her and drooled onto his wife’s pussy from sheer pleasure. The wife got up next to her husband.

They put Velamma on her back so that he could fuck her properly. Velamma’s tits bounced hypnotically as the neighbor fucked her raw. While the wife straddled her chest and kissed her sloppily and moaned into her mouth.

The two women rocked back and forth to the erotic rhythm. Velamma’s moans turn into louder grunts amidst the throes of pure lust. Sweat dripped from the neighbor onto Velamma as he pounded her aggressively. He grunted roughly as the two women continued to exchange saliva as they made out.

The neighbor smacked his wife’s ass, and she moaned as she bit Velamma’s lip. Velamma let out a squeak as she felt the wife’s wet pussy drip onto her wet clitoris as her husband continued to rail her.

The wife commanded her husband to get on his back. Velamma got on his cock and rode him, reverse-cowgirl style. The wife licked Velamma’s clit as she rode her husband.

Velamma’s back arched tightly from pleasure. Sweat dripped from her thick body as her neighbor’s shaft thrust inside her. She grabbed the neighbor’s neck and came hard. Cum oozed down his cock as his wife licked his shaft and Velamma’s clit.

Velamma (to the wife): Wait a minute! I’m supposed to be making you cum!

Velamma spread the wife’s legs and licked her pussy while the neighbor fucked Velamma again from behind. The wife moaned like a whore as Velamma’s tongue made her body convulse from her gushing orgasm.

Neighbour: Hey! What about me?

Wife: Shall we, Velamma?

Velamma: Let’s do it!

The two women pushed the neighbor onto the couch and grabbed hold of his cock. The wife licked his sweaty balls while Velamma took charge of his tip. The neighbor’s wife stroked his cock sloppily as Velamma oozed saliva down his shaft and lubricated it.

His body tightened as the two women worked on his cock. Before he knew it, he shot a load of his sticky cum on their juicy tits and laid back, completely satisfied.

Neighbour: Damn! I’ve been dreaming of this ever since I saw Velamma’s body in the backyard

Velamma (shocked): What?!

Velamma slapped the neighbor on the arm and gathered her clothes.

Velamma: You HAVE been peeping?! That fence is definitely going up now, PERVERT!

Wife (chuckles): Looks like you got what you deserve, Jaanu.

To read Velamma episode # 116, ‘Love Thy Neighbor,’ click here.

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“You are MY SLUT,” he said while he spanked my ass.

After these recent incidents, I realized how much I love this man. I am willing to do anything to make him happy. I also came to a new realization that I love teasing him and make him crave for me.

While I was thinking all that happened, Prabhu got a cloth and used it to wipe my face, filled with his cum. It made me so much happy that he cared so much about me.

While I am his slut when he was fucking me, I also wish to be treated with respect, love, and care. Sometimes little actions like these are enough to show how much you love your partner.

I leaned forward to kiss him and, it was a kiss filled with love and affection. He pulled me closer and started kissing more intensely and filled with passion. I likewise reciprocated. Prabhu held me by my waist and began to push me back while kissing.

In no time, I was against the wall. His hand moved to my neck and, he started choking me lightly. His kisses got aggressive to the point of him biting my lips. I’ve started enjoying his new aggressive charge in bed and, it turns me on when I see him lose control.

Meanwhile, I noticed that he placed his leg between my legs, his knee caressing my pussy. Then he slowly started spreading my legs with his leg. I was unsure what he was up to but, I love what he was doing.

So I spread my legs while he started giving love bites on my neck. He moved his hands and removed my tee. He lowered his head and moved towards my boobs. He started kissing my cleavage while he was squeezing my boobs over my bra.

To my surprise, he didn’t remove my bra or pulled my boobs out. I wasn’t expecting that! He continued further down. By this point, he was on his knees, kissing around my belly button. Suddenly he pulled my shorts off. Now, I’m standing against the wall with just my bra and panty.

Prabhu is on his knees, kissing my thighs, his hands caressing my ass. Just the sight of this made me turn on even more. Prabhu looked at me and our eyes locked. He gave a sly smirk and pulled off my panty. Seeing that, I thought I might as well remove the only cloth on my body, my bra.

Prabhu moved his hands near my already wet pussy, but he didn’t touch it. He let his fingers caress all around it except my pussy. I knew he was teasing but, I’m thoroughly enjoying it.

While he was teasing me, I moved my hands and started playing with my boobs. By this point, I was already wet. He moved closer to my pussy, and with the tip of his tongue, Prabhu started licking.

It sent chills all over my body when he was licking my pussy. I couldn’t hold myself and squeezed my boobs hard, twisting my hard nipples at the same time. The sight of watching my man on his knees licking my pussy is making me go crazy.

I couldn’t help but move my hand on his head and pushed him deeper, signaling him to go deeper. Now, Prabhu moved his fingers, circling on my clit while he licked me. I couldn’t help but moan louder. This is the first time he went down on me on his knees while I’m standing.

I have to say seeing your husband like this gives a weird sense of thrill. I wanted to take this a bit further so, I pushed Prabhu and made him lie on the floor, and I moved on the face before he reacts. Yes, I badly want to ride his face and, I wanted him to eat me.

Now he was lying on the floor. His hands moved on my boobs, mauling them. I, on the other slowly moved my hips and adjusted myself in a way that’s comfortable for both of us. I slowly started riding his face, both my hands on his hair, clutching.

My hips movements and his licking had come to a unique rhythm. After some time of adjusting, we started enjoying it. I was riding on his face faster and faster. I was moaning loud, calling Prabhu’s name.

He never stopped eating my pussy nor complain. He moved one of his hands and spanked my ass while the other was squeezing my boob. All this stimulated me very much and, I was close to my orgasm.

“Prabhu, I’m close…..Prabhu, I’m close,” I said, holding his hair even tighter.

He then moved both of his hands on my boobs, pinched my nipples, and pulled them. That was the tipping point. I tightened my legs, almost suffocating him. My body trembled as I orgasmed hard like never before on his face.

I moved away from my husband’s face so that he can breathe. His face was dripping with the mix of my cum and sweat. I took my tee nearby and cleaned his face.

I kissed him intensely for giving me this pleasure. Because I knew it was hard to be in that state for such a long time, he didn’t even complain. I collapsed on his chest, hugging him.

“You taste good! We should do this more often,” said Prabhu, kissing me on my forehead. I whimpered in response.

I was still delighting in the aftertaste of my orgasm when I heard Prabhu whisper: “Now it’s your turn.”

Only then did I realize that he was still hard. I was about to go down on him to suck his dick. But, he stopped me from doing that and looked into my eyes, moved his hand into choking me and pulled me closer. We were so close that we could feel the breath on each other’s faces.

“I want you to get on the bed and spread your legs while looking straight into my eyes,” Prabhu ordered. My heart raced as a result.

I never knew that Prabhu could be so authoritative in bed. It weirdly made me turned on a little bit. I obeyed his order, walked to the bed naked. I intentionally swayed my ass a little to tease him.

I turned around, sat on the bed, locking my eyes straight into his. To make it even hotter, I bit my lower lip, moved my knees closer to my chest, and slowly spread them apart.

Seeing my action, he couldn’t help but hold his dick in his hand. He was walking towards me like he’s ready to have the feast of his life. I was ever ready to be his feast. I was anticipating him to unleash all of his hidden desires and aggressiveness.

“You are getting more and more comfortable playing seductress. If I hadn’t known you, I would even suspect if this is your first time doing this,” Prabhu said as he walked over.

He looked at me, welcoming him to have his way with me. Without any warning, he pulled my ankles, drawing me closer to the edge of the bed. Prabhu lifted my legs onto his shoulders, caressing my smooth thighs with his hands while kissing my legs.

His hard dick was touching my pussy lips, but he didn’t go in yet. By this point, I’m already horny again. I moved closer, hoping to take his dick inside me. But he wouldn’t go in. All this tease, making me go nuts. I so badly wanted him to fuck me.

When I’m almost at the end of my patience, he placed his thumb near my clit, circling it as he let the tip of his dick inside. I already had orgasmed once, so it was an easy entry.

Prabhu slowly motioned his hips with a rhythm as he fucked me at a slow pace in the beginning. I knew that this is the calm before the storm and, I was bracing myself to dare the adventure ahead.

As expected, Prabhu’s slow-paced movements now turned into thrusting. It felt so good to have his dick inside. I have to admit that my husband is quite good at sex, and he has good stamina. I guess I’m lucky to have a guy who can fuck me good.

Now Prabhu’s thrusting has become more rapid. He moved one hand on my boob and squeezed it. His thrusts became deep, but he didn’t let go of my squeezed boob. I just closed my eyes, enjoying him taking me to his heart’s content.

After a couple of mins, he signaled me to turn around. I opened my eyes and saw him signaling. I immediately understood that he wants to take me doggy.

I obediently assent to his request by turning around. I lift my ass and bend down a little so that he can have easy access to me. The moment I did that, he spanked me hard.

“Prabhu, be gentle,” I screamed.

“Oh, is that so? You should have thought of that when you provoked me.” He said as he spanked me again.

He didn’t let my scream stop him. He spread my ass cheeks and went straight inside my pussy with a big thrust. I let out a gasp. He went too deep and, it felt so good.

Prabhu started pounding me in the doggy style. Just as I guessed before: Calm, before the storm. Now, I’m bearing the full brunt of it. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Suddenly, I had a crazy idea. I wanted to see what Prabhu see. I wanted to know how I look bending with my ass up for Prabhu. I wanted to see him fucking me from behind.

“Prabhu, can you record me while you fuck me in this position? I want to see from your point of view.” I said, bracing myself.

Prabhu was surprised by my sudden request. In all of our years of marriage, there was never a time we took any pics or videos while we had sex. So it did come as a bit of a surprise for him when I asked him.

“You sure have come a long way from being a pure and innocent wife to turn into a seductive devil.” He said with a smirk on his face but still agreed to my request.

He took my phone, which was nearby, adjusted himself, and start fucking me again.

“Anu, you have such a sexy ass, and my view of fucking it always makes me so turned on,” Prabhu said. As he recorded fucking me from behind.

“Exactly the reason why I asked you to record it,” I teased him as I jerked my ass.

At this point, we are both fully turned on and, we are going in hot at it. Prabhu didn’t stop fucking me, and his constant unexpected spankings are driving me crazy. He didn’t let go of the chance to pull my hair while he fuck me.

The whole act is driving me and Prabhu insane.

Suddenly I heard a ringtone. I turned around and saw that I’m getting a call. I didn’t even ask who it was before asking Prabhu to cut the phone call and resume recording.

After a minute, my phone started ringing again.

“Who is it?” I asked with a hint of annoyance. I was getting it good from my husband and, being disturbed like this would get any girl annoyed.

“It’s your little cousin, Anirudh,” he said, handing the phone to me.

To be continued.

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