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“You are joking, right?” Sneha said with a hint of uncertainty. Her eyes darted left and right, eyeing the two men seated in front of her. The man on her right failed to meet her eyes. The man on the left leered at her.

“Honey, we can try again. Couples never get it right the first few times. Maybe the pills will work now,” she pleaded with the man on the right. He shook his head.

“Sneha, it’s my fault. I am not…,” he trailed off, unable to speak the words into existence.

“At least, we can try something else. Not this? Not with him!” she pointed at the man seated to the left.

“You want some stranger, then?” her husband burst out.

“If you want to keep this whole affair a secret, Sneha, then you have no other choice,” patronized the man on the left.

“At least, my children will look like me, Sneha,” her husband said, his voice weak and quivering.

“But, with your brother?”

“Yes, with my brother.”

The man on the left walked over to Sneha. He placed his hands on her shoulders and squeezed them softly. “Yes, Sneha, with me.” He took her hand into his and led her away into the darkened room just behind them.

Sneha turned around, hoping to see some reaction from her husband. Maybe he would realize the mistake they were making. As the door closed in front of her, she knew he would not do anything. Their lives would forever be changed.

“Do we need to start now?”

“Well, you’re not getting any younger, Sneha.”

She ground her teeth as she stumbled around, trying to find the light switch. As the lights flickered on with hesitation, she turned to face her partner for the night. Dark, tousled hair framed his youthful face.

His eyes and nose were sharp. Yet vestiges of child-like roundness were still present, giving him that youthful look. Many might call him handsome, some cute. But not as much as him, she thought to herself.

He ambled towards her with a smug smile plastered on his face. He reached in for a kiss, but she leaned away.

“Stop. Listen here. I am only doing this because my husband thinks this is the only way. What we will be doing here is strictly functional. No baggage, no emotions, nothing. Do you understand?”

He sighed. “Look, Sneha. We are family. I am not happy or proud to be here. I am just helping my brother, alright. And after all of this is done, I still want to be close with you guys. I understand. You don’t want emotions or baggage. But it would help if you didn’t look at me like you wanted to murder me. Might make your husband happy, but that’s a boner killer right there.”

Sneha thought about punching him, preferably in his dick, but what good would that do.

“Undress.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

As he stripped, Sneha could not help but admire his physique. His shoulders were wide, and his pectoral muscles were quite well defined. She could even make out marks on his abs. Her eyes followed the plunging v-cut down to the massive bulge barely contained by his strained boxers.

“Like what you see?”

With a petulant hmph, she turned away. She felt one of his hands grope her butt while the other wriggled its way underneath her t-shirt. With one of his meaty fingers, he caressed her stomach and groped her breast. At first, he massaged them slowly and methodically, slowly increasing his intensity.

He forced both of her breasts out of their restraints and pinched her nipples. Sneha could not help but moan a little. He buried his face into her hair, taking long breaths, kissing her neck with feigned affection.

Sneha was feeling the effects of his foreplay. But her mind was distracted by the massive, throbbing lump of meat and heat pushing up against her butt. It’s nothing like his, she thought to herself. She let the man undress her.

He let her constantly know that he was enjoying it. He did not need to. She could tell from his erection. She felt his penis dance when he roughly pulled at her bra and again when he coaxed her out of her tight jeans.

“Every part of you is incredible, Sneha,” he whispered in her ears, his murmurs heavy with lust. His left hand kept playing with her breasts, groping, pulling, and teasing them constantly. His right hand snaked down her body, his cool touch sending shivers down her spine.

He began his attack on her womanhood, rubbing on them and flicking her clitoris. Even though she wanted to reject his touch, she could feel her body responding. Her breathing got heavier, her gasps and moans got louder. Her pussy started to get even wetter.

She barely contained herself when he inserted two of his fingers inside of her, sliding in and out, probing for her weak point. No, he is good at this. Suddenly, like a jolt of electricity, pleasure flooded her body, overpowering her mind. She could not contain her loudest moan of the evening so far.

“Oh, you got super tight there for a second. Guess I found it,” he exclaimed.

“I …. No…I was not….” Words failed her as her mind tried desperately to regain control. Another gasp as he pulled his fingers out. He held those wet, glistening fingers in front of her face, taunting her.

“Lick them.” And she did, eagerly, lapping up the juices, her juices with pervert enthusiasm. With a rough shove, he forced her to the bed. She turned to stare at her partner, at his hideous grin, his sculpted body, and his impressive manhood.

As it twitched, she could feel her body respond too, a steady stream of endorphins coursing through her arteries and veins.

“Let’s….. get on with it…..” she whimpered. And he came crashing down on her like a beast in heat.

Despite all the foreplay, her body was not ready for his penis. Pain and pleasure became indistinguishable as he forced the entirety of his penis inside of her.

“Hold on, slow down….please,” she pleaded with him.

“No can do, Sneha.” Like a piston, he moved with force and intensity unknown to Sneha. Yet her body rejoiced. She was moaning and screaming as she had never before.

Each moan seemed only to encourage him to get rougher with her. He bit one of her nipples as he carelessly pulled the other. He bit down on her neck and nibbled on her ears.

All of her unsullied body was open for him to spoil, soil, and pollute. But who knew one could feel so good while getting defiled? There was no hint of love or tenderness that she was used to. Instead, he attacked like a beast, biting, snapping, and tearing into her body.

He groped, he spanked, he talked. Sneha felt her consciousness drown among the waves of concentrated pleasure. Down, down into the inky blackness. Sneha’s eyes snapped wide open. She was still in her bedroom.

Her brain struggled to decode the mess of raw data. Her eyes focused on the lump covered by the blanket right next to her. She felt her body itch as memories started to flood back in. His sculpted body, his rough hands, his big…

She stretched out her hands and lightly took hold of the blanket. Her heart raced at supersonic speeds as she gently lifted it over her head. She immediately felt her heart relax as her eyes traced out the familiar contours of her husband’s face.

She immediately pushed herself against his body, basking in his warmth, surrounded by a familiar scent. A safe one. Just like that, as she distantly felt her husband’s gentle hands on her face, she drifted to sleep again.

She woke up again, clinging on to her husband, her anchor. “Hey,” he said hesitantly. “Hey,” she whispered, her voice hoarse. He turned away, for a second too long.

“Here, have some water.”

He is avoiding me, she thought to herself.

“I got some breakfast for you after you first woke up. But by the time I got it ready, you were dead again,” she heard her husband say, his back still facing her. He headed towards the door.

“Dear,” her weak voice cried out.

He stopped. “Yes?” he said cheerfully.

“Stop pretending as if everything is okay,” The steel in her voice surprised her, and by the way he jumped, her husband was quite surprised too.

“Dear,” she said again.

“Look at me.”

He refused.

“Honey, look at me.”

He remained silent.

“Manish. Look. At. Me,”

He turned around slowly. What was that look on his face? Shame? Regret? Pity? Fear? She clenched her fists as she could barely contain her anger. All of this, everything that had happened so far, was his fault. HIS fault.

“What happened last night? After….” she trailed off. Keep your eyes on him, don’t look away, she thought to herself. Her husband could not meet her gaze.

“You were ….loud. I don’t know when exactly you passed out. I could only get into the room after he left. He said you had been out for quite a while, Sneha.”

“What? Say it.”

“Sneha, I…You were never this loud when we …And your face, I….”

This time, it was Sneha who could not meet her husband’s sad stare.

“We can still stop this, right?” Sneha asked again, hoping for a different answer.

“Sneha, I want your child. I don’t want an adoption, or with the help of a donor, I want a mini-you.” Sneha giggled. “I’m sorry this isn’t going the way we planned. But once we break through ….whatever we are caught up in right now….”

“Then we will…go back, right? To the way things were?” Sneha continued. He nodded as Sneha lept into his arms. If only things were that simple.

It had been a week since she had first slept with her brother-in-law. Thankfully, her pregnancy tests had come back negative. Sure, her husband was unhappy with the development. He just wanted the whole affair to be done and over with. She, herself, was quite happy.

The mere thought of raising her brother-in-law’s child as her husband’s made her uncomfortable. Was that the right word, she thought to herself. It would come to her eventually. That was not important right now.

Her brother-in-law had not contacted either of them in a week. She and her husband were finally moving forward. Hell, maybe they could even… She whipped out her vibrating cell phone, taking a moment to admire that sly blush creeping up on her face. Then she felt her heart drop when she saw the caller.

“So nice of you to come here immediately after I called. Feels like I hired a hooker for the night,” she heard her brother-in-law say. She could not respond as her mouth was filled to the brim with his penis. She pushed the dick away for a second and glared at him.

“What?” he said absent-mindedly.

“Why did you call? Why did you? Damn, we thought we were through with this crap. We were moving on!” she said.

“You should have known, though. How hard it is for couples to conceive. How they try for years and years, but to no avail,” he said calmly. “We are here to fight for your dreams, your husband’s dreams. Do you want to go back to him again, holding up another negative test?” He took her hands in his.

“Do you want to see him disappointed and broken, blaming himself forever and ever?” He pulled her into a hug. “Do you want that disappointment to taint your loving marriage?” She let the man kiss her.

“Inside. Not here!” she managed to get out before he swooped in again for another deep kiss. He did not let her move away from the hallway, pinning her against the wall as they made out. With practiced grace, he stripped her naked. She could feel his burning gaze all over her.

“I always knew you were smoking hot, Sneha, but damn, who knew you were hiding this from all of us?” His hands reached out to grope her mature breasts and her ample behind, to caress her smooth, pale skin, to touch her womanhood.

“I am just an old married lady,” she said, embarrassed. She raised her arms to hide her breasts. It was embarrassing to show it to a younger man. He stopped her arms and lowered them. Then, he gently cupped her face with his hands.

“Not to me.” He kissed her again, his hands groping her breasts and pinching her nipples. Sweet pleasure intoxicated her, and she drank every bit of it despite not wanting to. With each passing moment, their kissing and groping became even more intense, more frantic.

Pushed against the wall, Sneha’s whole world was consumed by her lover. Her hands snaked their way down his toned torso, slithered down his pants. Her hand rubbed his engorged, heated penis gently.

The other hand was busy wrestling against the belt buckle and the pant zipper, caging his impressive manhood. She couldn’t help herself as she stared at her brother-in-law’s quivering yet the taut mass of flesh. With every touch, it seemed to leap and dance in front of her, almost hypnotically.

With one more kiss, he pushed Sneha down gently. Sneha knelt and took his penis in her hands. Her hands moved back and forth with seasoned grace as she licked the wet head of his manhood. She readily ignored the bitter and smelly assault on her senses. They were replaced by a fire burning within her core.

It was almost as if she was drinking in his warmth and his vigor, using it to fuel her lustful fire.

“Faster!” he and her body ordered, and so she did. She took his penis deep inside her mouth and throat as pain transformed into pleasure. She looked up at him and was pleased to find his face contorted due to pleasure and concentration.

“I can’t believe you are so good at this,” he gasped out. She picked up the pace. Her hands tight around his bulging cock. Her tongue danced around the shaft and the head, periodically blessing them with kisses.

Suddenly, her love grabbed a fistful of her hair and rammed his penis inside her mouth, as deep as he could. Thick, ropey semen exploded out and into Sneha. I can’t breathe, she thought to herself. But yet instead of panic, her brain turned to pleasure.

Endorphins rushed through her body as she felt waves of pleasure ripple out throughout her body.

“Wow, you took it like a queen!” he said, pulling his cock out of her mouth. Sneha fought back against her gag reflex, using the uncomfortable feeling to fuel her hunger. I am only doing this because he asked me to. I am doing this for us. She had to remind herself.

Yet, it was oh so easy to just let go and get swept in the torrent of sensual pleasure, down into the depths of depravity.

“Hey!” A voice called out. She looked up.

“I know you enjoyed it. Yet, you are still fighting against yourself. So what if you enjoy our love-making? It’s just biology, you know.”

“But…” she started before he swept her up into a deep kiss.

“Enjoy it,” he said firmly, “Every time you look at your child’s face, do you want memories of pain and unhappiness to tarnish it? Please don’t do it for your husband or me. Do it for your child.”

Flawed or not, her brain, swamped with hormones, lapped up his words promptly. All Sneha had wanted was for someone to affirm her feelings and her actions, and now she had the permission to let go. She launched herself at her brother-in-law, kissing him with ferocity and desire.

She pulled her arms tightly around his toned body, melting under his heat and his lust. Her hands worked their way down to his chest, teasing and flicking his nipples. Just like that, she could feel his manhood, stiff, erect and hot, against her behind, continuing its hypnotic dance.

“Let’s go inside,” she said, leading him voluntarily to her bedroom. He swept her up in his arms, carrying her to the room. She could feel her heartbeat like a drum. The sound of blood speeding through her body blocked out everything else. Her eyes were glued to him, her brother-in-law.

She understood what was happening to her, but she didn’t want to confront those feelings now. This slice in her life would be only dedicated to one thing; dirty, dirty pleasure.

Soon enough, the two lovers were at each other again, a whirlwind of hands, lips, and tongues. Sneha was aware that she was acting differently. She was shaking her hips, biting her lips, spreading her legs – all for him. Unable to hold himself back, her lover rushed forward, pushing her on the bed.

In one slick move, he pushed his penis inside of Sneha. A loud moan escaped her lips as searching hands played around with her erogenous zones. Each thrust, each kiss sent her brain into delirium as waves upon waves of pleasure hammered her sensibilities.

Her arms hung onto her lovers with a vice grip. Her legs were wrapped tightly around him. Her body would not let him go. Suddenly, he stopped. She could soon hear why. She heard the familiar click of the front door opening, the familiar shuffle through the hallway, and a familiar voice calling her name.

Her husband was home. Shame, guilt, and disgust rose with bitter bile to her throat. She pushed her brother-in-law away. She paced around in the room, her brain refusing to do any sort of work.

“It does not suit you,” he called out.

“Shut up! He is here!” she whispered furiously.

“Who’s here?”

“My husband, your brother!”

“So, he knows about our arrangement. He is the one who set it all up,” he replied as he stood up.

“Yes, but…” He embraced her tightly, and surprisingly, she felt comfortable in that embrace. Her hands reached out to caress his chest lovingly as she looked up at her brother-in-law longingly.

No was what she wanted to say, but instead, she kissed him. Feelings of shame and guilt retreated under the sheer warmth that she was experiencing from the kiss.

As she melted under his arms, she heard a soft knock on the door. She ignored it as his fingers snaked their way into her maidenhood. She tried to push him away one last time as she whispered unconvincingly, “My husband is here.”

He looked at her and smiled. “And I am here,” he reassured. She stared at that handsome face and those intense eyes burning with lust and passion. Familiar feelings rose again inside of her, she …

“Honey, are you there?” inquired the voice outside the door. Sneha leaped towards the door, checking the door’s lock.

“No, I mean, yes,” she said, flustered.

The knob rattled against the door.

“Can I come in?”

“No,” she moaned as her lover’s finger slid across the small of her back and inside her pussy.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes!” she said quickly.

“Oh, well, I think I forgot my briefcase today. Can you check if it is inside?”

“It’s not here!” she replied quickly.

“Really?”

“I think I saw it in the hallway,” she cut him off, praying that he would leave. She could feel the heat emanating from her lover’s penis, ready to ravage her. Her body was responding to the simulation in kind that itch, that warmth, that need.

They were the only thing circling in her mind right now. If only he would just leave.

“Really?” her husband said stupidly as her lover lifted her legs and inserted his penis inside of her. The feeling of pleasure and relief was immediate. He gripped her waist tightly as he started to move.

Ecstasy, pleasure, and lust flooded her body as she felt her legs buckle, her grip weakens, and her mind falters. Yet, it was not enough. She wanted more. She wanted to scream and moan, kiss, and bite.

“Sneha, we need to talk about something,” the nuisance said.

“Huh?” was all she could manage, a commendable effort considering she was biting down on his neck.

“This whole thing we are doing, I am sorry I never considered your feelings. If you want to stop it, let’s stop.”

What, she thought to herself. After everything that had happened, he wanted to stop now! Now that she was finally enjoying herself? Like tar, bile, and acid, she felt black anger boiling inside of her.

But then she looked at her lover, looked into his eyes. As they kissed, she felt that anger dissipate. She had an answer.

“Don’t worry about me,” she said cheerfully. “I want a baby too, you know. Rather, we should have your brother move in with us.”

Silence reigned for a moment.

“Wha…What did you say?”

“Well, we aren’t getting any younger now. We should be more efficient, more productive.”

“But, you said you hated it. You hated the whole idea.”

“Manish, remember who came groveling to me. Jeez, you should try being more like your brother,” she said, dripping with venom.

She felt her lover’s penis harden even more inside of her. His thrusts became more frantic. He leaned in for a deep kiss. “That’s harsh,” her lover said, yet she caught a mischievous glint in his eyes.

“I love you,” a defeated voice called out from behind the door.

She hesitated for a moment. She could not say those words out loud. Her lover brushed the hair away from her face. “Say something,” her lover whispered. She stared into his eyes.

“I love you.”

“Did you say something?” She could not tell if it was her husband or her brother-in-law who said it.

“I love you!” she said louder. He kissed her again, a deep, passionate kiss.

“I love you!” His thrusts became more frantic.

“I love you,” she cried out. She could feel her trembling, sweating body prepare for the big climax.

“I LOVE YOU!” she cried out, as her back arched and her eyes rolled back in time with her lover’s ejaculation. Convulsions rocked her body as her brain was overloaded with pleasure. The eviscerating heat of the orgasm burned away all of her pretenses and lies.

As she drowned in euphoria, she knew that she meant those words for one person and one person only. She knew their romance would continue, and her husband would do nothing to stop Sneha’s long ride.

Hi lovely readers! Before I start the story, I want to thank you for showing so much love on my previous story. I was overwhelmed by reading your comments and since many of you wanted to connect with me personally, I have mentioned my email address at the end of this story.

About me:

I am a 27-year-old single woman living in Mumbai. I am a very sexual person and I love sex a lot. I have been single for the last 7 years because I enjoy having a wide range of options.

I have an average height and dark skin and big assets. My 38F size boobs always grab the attention of men while walking on the streets, on the train, or bus. I love the attention and I love flaunting my huge tits by wearing deep-neck clothes and tops.

Men approach me by first starting a conversation and then slowly, move their hands on my body. I love it when they think I am not aware when they touch my body!

Anyways, I hope this story makes you cum for me!

Here is the story:

It had been 3 months since I left my old job and had lost contact with my ex-boss Aniket. We chatted a little on WhatsApp but it was about random stuff. The memory of my previous boss’s thick cock inside me was still fresh and I would often think about him on top of him while I was being fucked by someone.

One day, I was on a Tinder date. The guy had set the mood by lighting scented candles and good music. We talked a little about work and other stuff but then, got right to business because we were both horny. He grabbed my face and kissed me passionately. I moaned in between the kisses that turned him on even more, making him bite my lips and slide his tongue inside my mouth which I took gladly.

Things escalated quickly and soon, I was on my knees, and he was fucking my mouth ruthlessly. My Tinder date’s fat dick reminded me of my ex-boss Aniket and I just wanted him so badly. While my date quickly ran to the washroom to grab a packet of condoms, I texted Aniket telling him that I wanted him to meet me and fuck me!

An hour after the amazing meaningless fuck with the stranger, I got into my cab and checked my phone. Aniket had sent me a picture of his fat dick. I couldn’t help but rub my pussy over the clothes. He told me that he got hard just by reading my message. We decided to meet on the same day.

I immediately changed the drop location of the cab to his home address and eagerly waited to see him. My pussy was on fire and I constantly kept reaching out and rubbing it. I saw the driver stealing some glances from the rearview mirror but I didn’t care.

My ex-boss met me just outside his apartment and grabbed my hand. I followed him to his apartment while the cab driver waited, watching us. He knew what we were up to and that turned me on even more. Lucky for me, Aniket stayed on the ground floor so, in no time, we were inside his house. He had a small table set up with hukkah and beer.

“I am going to fuck your brains out,” he told me as he locked the door and grabbed me in his arms.

“Oh, I’ve missed you,” I kissed him like there’s no tomorrow.

Aniket told me that our meeting had to be a secret and he didn’t want anybody to know about it. Apparently, he was in a relationship with a woman whom he was serious about.

“All I care about is this,” I told my previous boss as I grabbed his dick over his tracks. He wasn’t wearing underwear.

“What a whore!” he said, satisfied with my answer, and slid his hands inside my top and unbuttoned my bra. I took off his t-shirt and my top. He sat on the bed and pulled me on his lap facing him. Aniket grabbed both my boobs in his hands and licked them.

“Oh, I’ve missed these huge melons. Sahi main bahot bade hai, baby.”

My ex-boss had gone crazy and he kept on sucking my nipples. I could feel his dick poking me and I started grinding my ass on it slowly.

“Ohhh fuckkk. Slut!”

I smiled at him, got off his lap, and pulled his tracks down.

“My girlfriend and I haven’t had sex so I didn’t shave,” he explained as I grabbed his hairy balls.

“It’s perfect,” I told him and got on my knees. And my previous employer positioned his dick on my mouth and started fucking it.

While I was getting deep-throated for the second time, I realized what a slut I have become. Aniket moaned loudly as he drilled my mouth.

“Fuck..Baby, mera nikal jaega aaj jaldi. I missed you..”

Aniket had gone crazy. He pulled me up and pushed me on his bed, opened my legs and licked my wet clit. I felt like I should tell him about the Tinder date but then I felt his fingers spreading my pussy lips followed by the cool sensation of his tongue penetrating inside me. I decided to go with the flow.

He ate me like a hungry dog and made me cum in his mouth. I pulled him on top of me and kissed his lips. His mouth tasted like my pussy and cum.

“What has gotten into you?” I asked him as he was being crazy horny.

“I’ve not fucked anyone after you. I didn’t want to. I want to fuck my girlfriend but she wants to wait. I didn’t plan to cheat on her but when you texted me, I couldn’t control myself.”

“I’m glad you couldn’t. I want to keep fucking me as long as we can.”

Before he could say anything, I wrapped my legs around my ex-boss’s waist and positioned his dick right on my fuck-hole.

“Baby. Condom ke bina nahi. Tu preg ho gai toh mushkil ho jaegi,” he said.

“You don’t want to fuck me without a condom?”

“Fuck! No! I want to. But..”

“Then fuck me, baby!”

I tightened my legs grip around his waist and slid his dick inside.

“Ahh fuck baby. Oh, fuck bahot gili hai tu” Aniket looked into my eyes as his dick tested my tight hole.

“Please..” I looked into his eyes and begged for his dick. I know he loved watching me beg for his dick.

He groaned and pushed his dick deeper.

“More!” I demanded.

“Yess!” He pushed his thing deeper in me.

“More! All of it!” I stared into his eyes and told him what I wanted.

“You’re mine,” he said while choking me.

“Make me yours,” I loved provoking the beast side of him.

He grabbed my hands and held them over my head and started licking my underarms while his dick drilled me like there is no tomorrow.

After fucking me in missionary for a few minutes, my ex-boss grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the bed. He pinned me on the door and lifted one leg of mine on the table. He positioned his dick on my hole and with one big thrust, he was deep inside me. He fucked me mercilessly with sweat dripping from his face and body.

“Fuck!! Baby. I can fuck you every day.”

“Pleasee. Your dick feels so good,” I moaned still pinned to a door.

He covered my mouth and fucked me from behind for a while and then pushed me onto the floor.

“Ghodi banja.”

I obeyed him immediately and got on my fours. I spread my legs apart. Aniket positioned his monster cock against my hole, grabbed my ass, and pushed it inside me.

I screamed because of the pain but he didn’t care. He grabbed my hair and banged me, spanked me real hard. I loved how he made me feel like a slut that I am.

“Baby.. I’m gon..na cum,” he moaned while still fucking me.

I stopped him and lied with my back on the floor.

“I wanna look into your eyes when you cum in me.”

“Baby, are you sure?”

“Only if you want to like I do.”

He kissed me softly and held my legs open.

“Good Lord! You are leaking.”

I smiled thinking about the steamy Tinder fuck that had made my pussy wet.

My horny ex-boss slid his fat dick inside me with ease and started banging me. He had his stare fixated on me as he kept drilled me. The sweet funny boy was gone and all I could see was a monster using my fuck-hole.

“Shitttt!”

“Yes! Give it to me!”

“Fuckk baby, pussy bahot garam hai teri. I can’t hold it.”

“Don’t, baby. I want it!”

I spread my legs apart and he fucked me hard and with one deep strong thrust, he pumped his hot jizz inside me. We kissed while I felt his cum being sprayed inside me. The feeling of warm cum filling my womb was amazing.

“I.. I fucking love you,” he grabbed my face and kissed me softly.

He stayed on top of me with his now limp dick still inside as he caught his breath.

“I’ve never cum so badly. Your pussy was so wet.”

I thought for a second and decided to tell him.

“Aniket, I have to tell you something.”

“What, baby?” he said while biting my nipple.

“I actually was on a date with a guy I met on tinder. I was at his place when I texted you.”

“He fucked you?” he asked.

“Yes. But we used a condom. I don’t know, I wanted you without it.”

“You were in the middle of a fuck date when you texted me? Fuck!”

“I’m sorry.”

“What? No no!! I’m happy. I did feel your pussy a little sore. But I thought you’re just horny. I loved fucking that sore pussy.”

“You did?”

He slid his hands in between my legs and started rubbing my clit.

“Oh, hell yeah! Let’s do this again. Maybe you can go on a Tinder date after I fuck you.”

My ex-boss slid 3 fingers inside my cum filled pussy.

“Oh yes, please. Deeper, baby,” I couldn’t believe that I had become so shameless and horny with him.

Aniket fingered my pussy for half an hour and made me cum multiple times. I licked his fingers clean that tasted like his and my cum.

We continued to meet at his place till the lockdown. But we decided to not have unprotected sex as it was risky. I still play with my pussy thinking about how amazing it felt when he pumped his jizz inside me.

** The End **

Thank you guys for reading and let me know in the comments how you think about the story. I want to clarify that this is a true incident with changes in names and other minor details.

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Love you!

Hello readers! This is Simraan and it’s time to drop your pants and grab that horny cock of yours for a quick release of sexual stress!

You guys probably know how sexual mosh pits in concerts can attract a lusty crowd by a quick peek of panty or sexy thongs. Well, I am about to tell you about a wild incident that took place in a nightclub. Believe me, I didn’t flash my panty here because I wasn’t wearing any…

One wild Friday evening, I was hanging out with my girl friends to have a good time. After a few rounds of drinks, we decided to hit the dance floor of the nightclub to arouse a few cocks that we were interested in.

To make it exciting, my girl friends and I, pulled our panties while we were warming up in the middle of a decent crowd. I was grinding my body against my friends and that sexually inspired a few guys to come closer to us!

I soon found my group surrounded by four handsome dudes who were moving their bodies teasingly to match our rhythm. The beats were rocking, and the low lights made them strip away the clothes. Soon, the hands began to grip the female waists to pull them closer to feel their curves.

There was a wave of orgasmic vibes that hit my pussy the moment one of the men started grinding with me. He was quite experienced as he knew the right-hand gestures and the body touch that makes a woman wild. One wrong move and the whole mood could be ruined.

The men began to shuffle so that all the curvy chicks enjoyed the best part in equal. Sometime later, I sensed a new guy behind my curvy body. He started off well by rubbing his cock just enough against my moving hips. But then he began to lift my skirt high enough to expose my ass cheeks.

The dude was violating all the dance floor etiquettes with unknown people. He grabbed my ass cheeks and started rolling his fingers over my ass crack. If it wasn’t for all the drinks that I had gulped down, I would have kicked him in the balls for behaving like a desperate donkey.

The dude then started grinding his naked cock against my ass cheeks. I felt the thickness of his manhood and enjoyed it a little bit before it started pressing down, looking for penetration!

I grabbed that dude by his cock and made it to the side of the crowd. People were cheering us as they made way for us to slip outside the club to a place where the magic happens. The extra horny guy whose cock I was pulling along with me was telling me that he knew a better place where we could fuck hard quick.

After reaching a private place, I stood in front of the guy whose dick looked like it was going to shoot cum any minute.

Me: What’s the matter with you asshole?! Are you new to this place?

He looked at me with a confusing glance and then began to leave the spot.

Me: Who said you can leave just like that? I am not a hooker who will spread my legs just after that performance. You have had way too much fun already.

The guy: Just tell that to my cock-sucking girlfriend. She certainly didn’t hesitate to fuck with a random guy… (he shouted).

The guy realized that he wasn’t in a position to shout in fact even open his mouth other than asking for an apology. He continued even before I could react.

The guy: I’m sorry, okay? I got the shock of my life just a few hours ago and then I lost control of watching you dance in the club. Really, I am sorry for that!

Me: Was this your first breakup?

The guy: I wish I had confronted her. But I want to show that bitch that I am not her puppy.

I felt bad for that guy, so I asked him what happened. After listening to the cause of his sorry state, I wanted to help that guy make closure with his cheating girlfriend. When I told the guy that I can help him get equal with his girlfriend, his face brightened up.

He told me his name was Abhishek, before leaving the club with excitement. I decided to help Abhishek because of the size of his cock! It was quite thick even though I wasn’t holding it properly while pulling him out of the dance floor.

Abhishek had caught his girlfriend fucking another guy that day. The worst part was that his girlfriend told her new lover that Abhishek obeyed her like a puppy. My pussy got wet when Abhishek was describing the adulterous scenes he saw at the club.

The couple had come to the club to get naughty with each other. But his girlfriend caught hold of a guy who tickled her pussy with just the right looks. Abhishek ignored his girlfriend’s increasing eye contact with the guy and took her to a new spot.

His girlfriend then told him that she must be returning home to attend to some urgent matter. Abhishek agreed to leave the club separately but decided to follow his girlfriend secretly. To his shock and horror, his girlfriend went back into the dance arena to continue with her staring-seduction with the new guy; that was the shock.

The horror was when her girlfriend started grinding her body against the guy who looked as though he wanted to fuck her right there. Abhishek described their dancing scenes as quite provocative yet heartburning for him. Apparently, the guy was moving his hands on her girlfriend’s inner thighs while grinding his cock against her round ass.

Abhishek told me that that his girlfriend slipped outside the club not before the guy had licked her fingers after pulling his hands out of her skirt dress. Abhishek followed them and saw them kissing intensely on the lips and cuddling tightly. The guy was playing with his girlfriend’s ass cheeks while she stroked his cock.

Abhishek told me that while his girlfriend was getting fucked from behind in a standing position, she kept joking about him, describing him as her puppy to her new lover. Abhishek left the spot when his girlfriend took the new lover’s cum on her face – something she had not even done with Abhishek!

I told Abhishek to come to the club the next day again to enjoy a perfect closure experience. Also, I had told him to act in front of his girlfriend like he was talking secretly with another girl about meeting outside the club.

Everything was planned. Abhishek (with his girlfriend) and I saw each other in the club at our decided spots. While having a good time, Abhishek was supposed to slip outside the club and meet me at the place where he had seen his cheating girlfriend having sex with another guy.

First, it was I who had slipped outside the club waiting for him. Then, it was Abhishek’s turn to slip through the crowd. When he met me, he said that he had seen his girlfriend follow him. We stood in an embracing position to welcome Abhishek’s girlfriend in the cheating corner of the club.

Abhishek was looking from the corner of his eye for his girlfriend. He was supposed to press my shoulder (as a signal) when he saw his girlfriend coming out of the club secretly and catching us. But after a few heart-thumping minutes, I pressed Abhishek’s shoulder because I saw his girlfriend coming out of the club from a different back exit.

Me (whispering): The bitch sure knows all the exits in this club…

Abhishek did not say anything, but his focused eyes confirmed that he was ready for the closure act. To keep his reactions natural, I didn’t say what I had in my mind. I simply made him promise that he would do anything to feel better. But what I did tell him was to bring an expensive set of his girlfriend’s bra and panty, obey my commands and respond to me calling me his ‘mistress’.

Me: How come you have kept me waiting for so long?

Abhishek: I’m sorry, Mistress, but my ugly ass girlfriend wasted my time.

Me: Your girlfriend! Do you like her ass more than mine?

Abhishek: No, not at all my mistress. I like your ass. Your ass gives me a billion times more pleasure than my girlfriend’s ugly ass.

Me: I don’t trust you. Prove it!

Abhishek: Here, (showing me the lingerie) see these, this is what I had bought for that ugly ass skank. These only suit your amazing ass and beautiful boobs, my mistress.

I ordered Abhishek to remove my skirt dress and put on the bra and panty on me. He did it with affection (and touched my nude body more than required!) and then began to stare at me in awe.

Abhishek (bowing in front of me): My gorgeous mistress, you look ravishing in this expensive set of lingerie. My eyes have been cleaned from watching that ugly ass girlfriend of mine in these.

Me: Don’t just kiss my ass in words. Do it! Show me how much you love my sexy nude body. Fall at my feet and start licking…

The moment Abhishek put his lips on my bare feet, I saw his girlfriend watching us in disbelief. She was breathing slightly heavily that explained her jealousy. Abhishek moved his lips smoothly on my legs, he pulled his tongue out to lick my thighs and then got confused about whether to proceed further in the direction of my ass or pussy.

Me: Follow my ass, my loyal dog. I want you to smell and lick my ass to prove your loyalty.

Abhishek was only eager to do that. He grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them apart to expose my ass crack and asshole. Then, he shoved his tongue inside my asshole and began to give me a rim job. The intensity was such that I grabbed his hair with one hand and one of my boobs with the other.

Me: How does my asshole taste? Better than that skank?

Abhishek: Your sweet asshole is incomparable with that stupid ass bitch face, my mistress. Her ugly ass only attracts pigs. I wish I could bury my face inside your asshole.

He kept worshipping my asshole and it was making my pussy wet! I pulled his hair and got him in front of me for the next task.

Me: Good. It seems like you are in love with my ass. Now, give the same treatment to my pussy. I want to know how much better it is than that stupid ass bitch.

Abhishek went on his knees and began to stimulate my wet pussy with his tongue. He sucked my clitoris in such a way that my legs began to shiver. I had to start pressing my big boobs in order to transfer the excitement.

Me: Yes, my loyal dog, keep licking my pussy just like that, oh!

I had to grab his hair and control his movements to let out the first batch of orgasmic fluid that was coming out.

Me: Take this water, my loyal dog. Tell me how it tastes, right there, ohh!

I squirted the vaginal fluid on his face and then made him lick my pussy to clean up the hot mess. He did it with enthusiasm all the while calling me his lovely mistress.

Me: It’s reward time, my dog. Lie down here, I want to ride on your cock. I hope it’s hot and hard to satisfy my pussy.

Abhishek: It will be its honour to slip inside your hot pussy, my mistress. I had been cleaning it thoroughly since it penetrated that ugly ass skank’s loose cunt.

Abhishek lied down on the ground with his hard cock sticking out like an arrow. I decided to taste his cock, so I rested my ass cheeks on his face.

Me: Let me taste your cock first. Till then, I want you to worship my tight ass. Do it properly or else I won’t let you penetrate my hot vagina.

Abhishek: I assure you, my mistress, I will eat your ass as if it were my diet. I must make love to your hot pussy because I want to taste how a real pussy feels. My loose cunt girlfriend never gave me that pleasure.

Saying that, Abhishek began to massage my ass cheeks while licking my asshole. I concentrated on sucking and stroking his cock which had a pulsating erection. After a few minutes of pleasurable foreplay, I sat on Abhishek’s cock and began to bounce up and down.

Me: I just want you to feel my pussy so don’t touch me while I’m bouncing on your cock. I want to make you feel the pleasure of a tight pussy.

I took his cock deep inside my hot and wet vagina. To make sure not to attract any attention apart from his girlfriend’s, I covered my mouth to soften my pleasurable moaning sounds.

After a few minutes of intense penetration, Abhishek was beginning to lose his calm. I didn’t want him to ejaculate his cumload inside my pussy, so I got up and began stroking his cock. It took a few hard strokes to make him shoot his hot load of cum.

I collected his love juice on the bra and panty. By then, his girlfriend had seen everything which made her leave the scene fuming.

Abhishek seemed more than satisfied when I described the look on his cheating girlfriend’s face when she left us.

We both had dinner and spent our remaining time talking about his girlfriend’s text message about a sudden headache that she got.

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Following is a creative work of fiction. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents.

I woke up with my brother shaking me to wake up. I looked at my brother, who was in school uniform with half-open eyes.

Brother: What happened? Are you not going to college?

Me: I am feeling feverish. I won’t go.

Brother: Why are you sleeping here?

Me: Since the fever won’t spread to you guys, mom brought me here and cared for me all night.

Brother: Okay.

He didn’t bother to ask any more questions and left. I tried to sleep again. But the voices of my brother and sister have made my sleep elusive. The last I remember was my brother shouting to my mom that he was going to school.

By the time I woke up, it was almost 10:30. I was feeling light. No one would believe that last night I fucked my mom here in this very room. But now, the room seemed naïve without a hint. I could hear some movement in the kitchen, hinting my mom was busy with cooking.

The main door is closed, but I double-checked before going into the next room. I looked at the shelf and tried to search for the blouse which I had torn. Trying to think what she must have done, I entered the kitchen to see my mom cooking. She is busy stirring the curry, and the strong flavors hit my nostrils.

I stood at the entrance, turning my gaze to her. I was amazed looking at her. She was wearing a new brinjal-colored blouse. A white nylon sari with floral prints blue, pink, and brinjal colors was wrapped to her body, exposing her curves. All of them feeding to my lust again.

At the same time, I am feeling hungry and a bit dizzy. But the lust in me overtook my hunger. My manhood was already making a tent in my pant. I went from behind and stuck my body hard to her back, holding her by the midriff. My dick was poking on her ass cheeks, and I was kissing her shoulder blades.

She was startled for a moment and cooperated with my moves. My hands slowly raised from waist to boobs. And it was at that moment she caught my hand tightly.

Mom: First go and fresh up. I’ll get you something to eat.

Me: I want this for my breakfast.

I said, poking dick in her ass and pressing her boobs symbolically. She was silent for a moment, and she again said, “Let me finish the cooking.”

“First, let me finish doing you,” I said and turned off the gas stove, “Let’s bath together today,” I said.

She said, “I already did.”

“But do it with me again. Who’s going to stop you?” I retorted with a smile.

She smiled and released herself from my clutches, “Let me get some hot water.”

I let her do the chore while I became stark naked. The night the lights were turned off. Now my nakedness is clear in the daylight. My dick was standing and jumping up and down in the air as I moved. My mom completed preparing water for the bath and looked at me, walking towards her with my nakedness.

Mom: You have become shameless.

Me: After last night, what is there to be ashamed of, Shobha?

I said, standing close to her, who is still in her sari.

Me: I want you to become like me and come for a bath.

“No,” she said shyly with a smile.

Me: Much better. Let’s get into the bath. I will disrobe you one by one enjoying each inch of your body. I would love you to see how your son removes clothes from your body and fuck you here. You are going to have the fuck of your life, mom. A standing hardcore fuck.

She was smiling and looking at me with eyes widened and interested. I moved close to her, pulling her close to me. Looking into her naughty eyes and face with a naughty smile, I walked, pushing her into the bathing area. I walked till we hit the wall, and I was crushing her boobs on my chest.

Then I moved my face close to her to take her lips. She closed her eyes. My hands were groping her naked waist as we kissed. My other hand groped her ass. The kiss became intense, pushing each other’s heads in response. Our bodies are heating up.

After few minutes, we stopped kissing and looked at each other. I took the mug of water from the bucket and pinned her to the wall with my chest crushing her boobs. I poured water on both of us, making us wet. After a few mugs, I could see the clear curves of her body.

I stopped, and my hands explored those curves passing from waist to boobs to neck till her head. I then slowly removed the loose end of the wet sari covering those boobs. The trickles on her boobs were making us mad. I lowered my head, placed lips, sucked the water over the boobs.

She held my back and was close to me. I was getting excited. Slowly I started removing the hooks. The naked boobs with brown areoles gave their divine appearance. I was mad with lust. I started pushing my hardened dick over womanhood from above her sari.

My dick was throbbing, and my mind had an extreme adrenaline rush looking at my mom half-naked. I eagerly pulled out the blouse and threw it away. It fell in the middle of the kitchen. I saw her lustful eyes and holding her waist pulled closer to me. Her boobs crushed to mine while we kissed madly.

Then I made her sit on the small wooden plank resting on the cement vessel for holding water. I lifted her soaked saree while my dick was jumping in the air, throbbing. As I was exposing her, she looked at me with lust. When her pussy was exposed, I positioned my dick between her legs and slowly pushed it in.

She involuntarily wrapped her legs around my waist. This pushed my dick into her pussy easily. It was wet and slippery.

“Already hot, bitch,” I said.

“Fuck me,” she said.

I slowly started moving and drilling her pussy while my hands mauled her boobs. At times I pinched the nipples making her moan while pushing my dick hard into her cunt. I was talking all dirty while enjoying the fuck. She, at times, responded dirtily.

I was not sure for how long I was pumping her. But then, out of the blue, she said, “Fuck me properly.” I held her tightly and embraced her. Then I lifted her while locking my dick with her pussy. Then I pinned her to the wall and started ramming her pussy. She was going ecstatic and mad.

After fucking 15 minutes, I came inside her this time. As our bodies tried to relax, I was holding her to the wall. My dick was still hard, and I could feel the juices dripped from her pussy to over my testicles. As the drop of the juice reached the leg halfway, I took the mug and started pouring water over us.

Maintaining the same position, we completely disrobed, exposing our locking of genitals. Then we bathed each other. She applied soap to my body, and I also applied soap to her. Then we enjoyed a relaxing bath with warm water. We came to the bedroom still locking.

But this time, we disentangled. My dick came out still hard and ready. Mom looked at it with widened eyes.

“Oh! My god, you are still hard. What should I do with this?” she said, pointing to my dick.

“Maybe take it into your pussy,” I said shamelessly and pushed onto the bed.

We had steamy sex for another hour and then rested for another hour. When we got up, it was 1:45 pm. Mom rushed into the kitchen wearing a new sari. She cooked lunch. By the time we had lunch, it was almost 3:30. As she came and rested, I was again ready for another session.

When I held her waist, she said she was tired. I just kissed her for few minutes and held her waist. I finger fucked her. She was looking at me while I fucked for 15 minutes. That night I didn’t get a chance to take her to the next room as she was tired.

The next day I had to go to college. But my mind was on when I would fuck her again. I made plans that I would take her to the next room again today. But the time has planned something else for me. When I reached home, I found that my dad had already come.

All my spirits were dampened, and my mom could see it on my face. But she didn’t make any expression. She was a completely normal mom again. I wondered if this is the same woman who bathed naked with me and got shamelessly fucked by me the other day.

I was confused by her behavior that evening. And that night, she slept in her normal place between my brother and sister. I was horny for her and upset. But I could not sleep that night. After a couple of hours, both my siblings were in a deep sleep. I took the chance and put my hand over my brother to reach her.

After pushing my hand into a blanket, I removed my sister’s hand from her waist and took her waist. When I was pressing her waist, she woke up and held my hand. She removed my hand and tried to sleep, but I again held her waist.

This time she raised half of her body – first looked at my siblings, then at the watch which the radium hands showed as 11:05. Then looked at me for a second and asked what I wanted. I signaled, putting my hand on my dick. She looked at me for a second. It was almost dark, and we could hardly see.

She was the first to get down from the bed. I took the lead and got down. As I started to get down, she walked into the kitchen. I got down and followed her into the kitchen. She was just beside the entrance. As I entered the kitchen, she pulled me closed and whispered, “What do you want?”

I kept my mouth near her ear said, “You know what I want.”  I held her mid-riff.

“Don’t be mad. Your dad is in the next room. He can come any minute. Be careful. He always suspects me. Behave till he is around.”

“So once he is not there, I can misbehave?” I asked in a whisper naughtily.

She didn’t respond. I embraced her tightly, pressing her boobs to my chest.

“Please, babu! Don’t behave like this when your dad is around. Wait till he leaves.”

“When will he leave?”

“I can’t ask him that? How am I supposed to ask that?”

“Then I can’t wait.”

“He can come inside any minute. Leave me and go to sleep.”

“No, he won’t come till so soon. I know he always takes to the next room only after 12:30. We still have 1 hour.”

“What do you want to do?”

“How about you getting fucked in a night by both your son and husband?”

“No, I can’t do it. If he comes, everything will end.”

“Don’t worry, Shobha. We will finish in 10 minutes. Please cooperate.”

By the time she would say something, I closed her lips and started mauling her boobs. Within minutes I stripped her naked and, pushing her to the wall, started ramming her cunt. Our naked bodies enjoyed. She soon forgot that her husband was in the next room and her other two children in the immediate room.

She enjoyed the fuck. It was an hour before I released her. When we were done, she wore her clothes and suddenly realized the time. We hurried to our places on the bed. She gave that naughty smile which I could see as my eyes got used to the darkness.

I am satisfied both physically and egoistically. I fucked her before her husband. My dad came after an hour and took her to the next room for a fuck. The next morning when I woke up, mom was in the kitchen. I first got down and came out to check the whereabouts of my dad.

He was not in the other bedroom and the front room. The door to the front room was closed but not locked. I knew that he must have gone to get the newspaper which he usually does. I latched the door from inside and rushed into the kitchen.

While going into the kitchen, I check on my siblings, who are still deep asleep. Mom has already too the bath and was making the tea. I went from behind and held, pushing my dick on her ass burying my face in her neck. She balanced herself and with a smile.

“What are you doing?” she whispered.

“Dad has gone out to buy the newspaper,” I whispered back.

“So what? Your siblings will get up anytime. And he can be back anytime,” mom said.

I pushed her towards me and started kissing her. I played with her waist.

Mom: No, not now. Please, we don’t have time to do this.

Me: I know. Let me enjoy this waist.

She remained silent. Then again, after a few seconds.

Mom: The door is not closed.

Me: I latched it from inside.

Mom: Idiot, what will I say? Why I locked.

Me: Say that you went for bathing.

She did not respond. I continued my playing. Then again, I asked, “How was last night? You got fucked by your son and husband with a gap of 30 minutes. How is it getting fucked by son and husband on the same night?”

There was a silence. I released and looked at her face. She had a naughty smile.

Me: You liked it.

She smiled but did not answer.

Me: You act like Pativrata, but you are a horny bitch.

Mom: Watch your words, boy.

Me: I am already fucking you. What is there to watch in words. You are my horny bitch. Be ready for action again tonight.

Mom: No, I won’t. Your dad is here. You won’t get lucky every night.

“Let’s see,” saying this, I went back, unlatched the door, and got down to my daily chores.

The day went by normally. At night I forced her for a fuck. The same ritual continued for weeks. Every day she expresses the same fear, but at night gets fucked.

After a month my dad decided to go to the village. It was Friday. As he was leaving that evening, we secretly exchanged smiles. My brother went to drop him and get some groceries. While my sister worked on homework, I went into the kitchen and held mom in my embrace.

She was shying with smiles. I spoke in whispers in her ears. “Ready for action tonight. We have a long night Shobha again.”

She giggled. I kissed her lips and left her to do her chores. At night I took her to the next room. She came, and we got cozy. As we started to heat our bodies, I said, “Shobha, I want to marry you and fuck you like a wife.”

She smiled, and I pressed her waist. She knows by now that I liked her waist. She pushed her sari away, exposing her waist wrapped in a sari. I bent down and started kissing it.

I sucked it, mauled it till my heart’s content, and then my hands went on to take her boobs. As we locked our eyes, I proposed to her. This time she responded.

Mom: I am already married to your father.

Me: I want to marry you again. Remove this mangalsutra and tie it again. I want fuck you like a bride in all the saris. I want to be your real husband. As I always say, he is the husband for the world, but I am your real husband.

Mom: After marrying, what do you want to do?

Me: Fuck you like a wife.

Mom: Now also, you do the same. Why marry me?

Me: Now you are my mom. I am fucking you like a horny bitch. I want to fuck you like your husband. I want to tie the mangalsutra again. I want to have the first night.

She was silent.

Me: I will show you how many ways you can get fucked. I will teach you Kamasutra.

She silently looked at me.

Me: Silence is half agreement. Let’s get married when my siblings go out with dad for a trip. They are planning it for the next month.

She is still looking at me. I smiled and pulled her closer to me.

“What?” I asked.

Mom: Nothing. I am not sure what all the things you will make me do.

Me: You have a lot of surprises.

She smiled naughtily, closing in my face teasing me with her lips. I locked them without leaving anything for chance. Pulling her closer, I just switched off the gas stove. We lost in time till we suddenly realized that it was too long. At the same time, we disentangled, my brother walked in.

For the remaining part of the evening, I had to keep my hands to myself. We exchanged secret seductive smiles. It was hard for me to control my urges to take my mom to bed. Finally, we were able to retire to bed, switching off the lights.

It was hard to control my itching hands to keep them to myself and wait till the time was ripe. Sleep was hardly around that night. Just 3 hours seemed like eons. It was instinctive, and when it was ready, I rose with my elbows on the bed and tapped her shoulder.

She rose head looking at me in the darkness as if she was waiting for the same moment. I signaled her, pointing her to the next bedroom. We slowly got down from the bed without disturbing my siblings.

As we got down, I walked towards her, held her by the waist, and, moving close to her ears, expressed my wish, “Shobha, wear the green sari. Ah! But with the new 3/4th blouse that you got recently.

She held my head, pushing her fingers into the back of my hair and pulling my ear close to her ear, said something which surprised me.

“I know! That’s why I already got the blouse ready.”

She left to the next room, leaving me to my fate for the next few tens of minutes. I walked to the next room to get down to the arrangements to engage her for the night. I successfully made the bed on the same spot as I fucked the first time.

Today I was busy making the same bed ready for us. It was a weird feeling but aroused me. I was done with making the bed and lighting up a couple of incense sticks. I was strolling around the room with my hardened dick. Just the thought that I would fuck her on the same bed when my dad left was arousing.

After around 15 minutes, the door opened. My mom Shobha entered the room in a green-colored tiger striped nylon sari with a 3/4th hands blouse. The bare waist was exposed more than necessary. I understood that it was a necessary evil which I liked very much.

I couldn’t wait any further. Without waiting, I pushed her to the wall and held her waist, looking into her eyes. It was then she said something for which I don’t have an answer even today.

Mom: Why are you crazy about my waist? I know that you are mad about it. But not sure why.

Me: Even I am not sure, Shobha. But whenever I look at it, it provokes me to maul it to my heart’s content. And that, Shobha, will happen.

Mom: Oh! Soon I will become old, and you won’t love it the same way you do now.

It was new for me. She was oozing out such words out of her mouth like a lover. But I loved them. I quickly squeezed her lips for a minute, and then looking into her eyes, I said.

Me: Never, mom, your waist would never get old, and I would maul it even when you are old. I will drill your pussy when it wrinkles.

Mom: Really?

Me: Try me! You will see. Now stop talking, let me lock your beautiful lips between mine and your waist in my hand. And stop thinking, mom, enjoy the fuck.

She didn’t respond nor reject the idea. It was minutes before I played around with the waist and ran hands over her boobs, getting cozy in her arms. She put her arms on my back now and caressed it. I was aroused more by the act. I mauled it so hard that she released it by loosening her lips from mine.

Mom: Be gentle!

Me: Can’t darling, I waited to fuck you for long.

I held by her waist and took her to bed which was now made on the floor. This was to avoid creaky sounds that the cot releases when it shakes violently with my hardcore strokes. Yeah! And also from the strokes of her husband and my dad.

She lay on the bed, cooperating with my actions. I disrobed myself of the minimal robes which covered my body, leaving me in my underwear with a bulge. As I jumped on her, she shied away.

I pinned her hands on either side of her head and moved on top of her. She was still the same shy woman. In the first round, I fucked her by raising her petticoat along with her sari and pumped her for the rest of the night. I think it was early morning, around 5 am when she left the room.

We didn’t care if my siblings woke up in the middle of the night and enjoyed the night. It was the first time she hadn’t complained about getting late. As she left the room, I restored the bed to its previous place. I just got down to my rest after three quick fucks.

To be continued.

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Super wet and aroused after giving a stranger a handjob, Amy walked towards the diner. She was dripping wet and needed someone between her legs as soon as possible. The guy she jerked off seemed tired and needed some time to pick up his senses back after he had the most intense handjob in his life.

Amy was drenched when she noticed Dev sitting alone and sipping wine. She rushed towards him, pulled up the char, and sat beside him.

They were sitting at a round table with a long cloth that reached till their feet. It was only Dev and Amy at the table, and they had all the privacy they needed.

She stared at him and said, “Make me cum.”

Under the table, she unhooked her skirt and slid it a bit to expose her wet black panties. She grabbed his right hand and placed it over her wet panties.

“Get your fingers dirty,” She grinned.

Dev wasn’t going to waste time. He giggled as he slithered his hand into her panty. Soaking wet but waxed, her cunt was so soft and warm. He flicked her clit, making her grunt. Then his forefinger slid in easily into her wet pussy.

Amy grabbed his crotch immediately as she moaned. She unzipped him and took out his cock, and stroked him in the same rhythm as his forefinger moved up and down in her wet pussy.

She let out moans and grunts as he increased his pace. Dev’s fingers were soaked in her juices. She arched back, moaning, and cupped her mouth as Dev rubbed against her G-spot.

Meanwhile, The stranger from before was searching for Amy. He was smitten by her handjob skills and wanted even more. He noticed her sitting near Dev with an orgasmic face. Her eyes were half-closed and mouth open.

He walked towards her, and it didn’t take him much time to understand what was happening under the table.

“Wanna join,” Amy said like a slut staring at his face. He immediately pulled a chair and sat beside Amy.

Amy was in the middle and the two guys on either side. She moved her free hand and touched his crotch again. Within seconds he unzipped his pants, letting Amy hold it again in her soft hands.

Dev was now rubbing her clit with his mid-finger. His forefinger and ring finger separated her wet pussy lips. Then he pushed in his forefinger and mid-finger as deep as possible.

Amy gasped and looked at him. She felt his fingers rub her spot. Her insides were aching for more. He curled his fingers and pumped in her cunt faster than before. She was making his fingers wet with her pre-orgasmic juices, and he loved it.

Amy now had Dev’s cock in her left hand and The stranger’s cock in her right hand. Dev vigorously fingered her. Then she let out a loud, deep moan making a few women look at her. Both her hands were busy, and she could not muffle her moans when she orgasmed.

She groaned and arched, letting out her juices that flowed through Dev’s fingers and drenched her panties. Her already wet panties were soaked now.

“Thank you so much for that,” She grinned at Dev, who was licking his fingers clean.

“I am going to shoot your favorite milkshake now,” Dev said, moaning as she jerked him.

“Then you should know I am thirsty,” she said as she dropped a spoon from the table near his legs. Then bending down, she took his tool in her mouth and sucked. Within a second, he discharged into her mouth.

Amy got up back and wiped her face with her hand while jerking the stranger.

“I am going to shoot too,” he said sheepishly.

Amy smiled at him, understanding what he needed.

“I don’t mind tasting that too now.”

She dropped another spoon and took his cock in her mouth under the table. She squeezed his balls to help him unload faster. She took his entire load in her mouth and got back up, and then swallowed it.

“Thanks, boys, for dinner,” she grinned.

She smacked her lips. Licking remnants of their milk from her lips. Her red lipstick was smudged and was wet. She licked both her palms and wiped them on the table cloth.

“Put your guns back in your pants,” she said to the two guys beside her, sitting tired after their orgasm.

Meanwhile, her panties were so wet that she had to lose them. Gently, she peeled it, then guiding her hands through the bottom, she rolled it till her knee. She just had to lift her leg, and the rolled-up panty dropped to the floor.

She picked up the wet black panties and placed them on the stranger’s face. He sniffed it like a dog.

“You get to keep this since he got to feel my insides,” Amy spurted, looking at Dev.

She buttoned her skirt and adjusted her top. She walked, shaking her butt like a pornstar. Anyone could notice that she had no panty inside. The skirt often gave out the perfect shape of her ass, making men drool. She made sure everyone noticed her, including certain women.

Having a dance, letting a few young men touch her, she partied like a wild animal. She walked back to her apartment tired when she noticed the same stranger from before following her like a dog.

“Didn’t I jerk you twice already?” She roared at him.

“Yes, but I want to return the favor,” He said sheepishly.

“But I need something kinky,” she said, smiling.

He pulled her hand and took her to the terrace, then showed her the entire party from the terrace. It was an amazing view. All the lights, dance, and music made everything glittery and colorful.

He grabbed her by her waist and smooched her, then placed his hands on her ass. Gently he pulled up the skirt till he could see her pussy.

“Still wet and warm,” He laughed.

He pushed her against the railing on the edge of the terrace and kneeled. Then lifting her right leg, he kissed her lower thighs. He then placed her right leg on his right shoulder and kissed her pussy.

Slowly holding her ass with his left hand, he started kissing all over her cunt. She moaned and groaned. She turned her head towards the party and the music that she could hear.

Slowly his rough tongue rubbed against her clit and spread her pussy wide to lick her wet insides. Amy moaned and lifted her ass a bit, letting him access her clit. Then tightened her grip on the railings. He pulled her closer and cupped her cunt with his mouth. Amy moaned loudly, giving him chills.

She wanted to free her melons. Holding the rail with one hand, she moved her hand to her back and pushed into her green top to hold the straps of her bra. She unhooked it under her top and moved her hand back to the front. Her melons loosened as if it was free now.

Gently pulling her green top downward, she exposed the cups of her bra. Then quickly pulled the hot bra through the top and threw it over the railings. Her left breast was half out, and her perky nipples stiffened.

She pulled out her entire breast and started squeezing it as he rolled his tongue deep in her cunt.

“What’s your name?” She asked, moaning.

“Call me Danny,” He said from between her legs. His tongue was licking her clean. She grabbed his free hand and placed it on her naked breast.

Danny squeezed them as he ate her cunt. His tongue had found her depths, making her ooze out her juices like a virgin.

“Danny, you are going to get wet,” Amy said as she grabbed his head and pushed him further into her cunt.

She tightened her grip, her pussy twitched, and then she squirted like a slut onto his face. He didn’t stop even then. He licked her neat and clean and then got up. He enjoyed making a woman squirt by licking her pussy.

“You can have me tonight, Danny,” Amy whispered into his ears.

To be continued.

Mera naam Manisha hai. Main 19 saal ki hun aur college mein padhti hun. Dikhne mein ekdum mast hun. Gora rang aur mast face mujhe dekh kar har kisi ka lund khada ho jata hai. College mein main t-shirt aur half skirt pahanti hun to meri gori taang sab ko dikhti hai.

Mere boob bhi ab bade ho gaye hain to main bra pahanne lgi hun. Mujhe college mein bohut log line marte hain. Par mujhe koi acha ladka nahi mila. Waise bhi main college mein kisi se affair nahi rakhna chahti.

Main kafi gori hun. Boob us se bhi gore hain. Jab chalti hun to boob bhi hilte hain. Mere lambe baal meri gaand tak chale jate hain.

Meri ek best friend Nisha hai. Woh bhi kafi mast maal hai. Hum dono hi sath rahte hain. Hum coaching bhi sath hi karte hain. Main akeli jati hun. Par Nisha ke papa usko car mein chhodne aate hain.

Kai dino se main dekh rahi thi ki Nisha bohut hi khush nazar aa rahi thi. Kai baar woh college bhi nahi aati thi. Hum dono sex ki baat bhi karti thi.

Maine kai baar maine Nisha se puchha bhi par woh hans kar taal deti thi. Nisha ke boob bhi bade ho gaye the. Woh pahle se thodi moti hone lagi thi jis karan woh dino din mast maal banti ja rahi thi.

Ek din ki baat hai Nisha aur uske papa car mein aaye aur main uper 2nd floor par khadi thi. Us din barish bhi aa rahi thi to sadak par koi nahi tha. Baki ladke aur ladkiyan niche wale floor mein baithe hue the.

Nisha ke papa ne car ka shisha niche kiya aur dono taraf dekha. Tabhi meri nazar unki god mein padi. Nisha apne papa ke aage jhuki hui thi. Mujhe laga ki woh niche giri hui koi cheej utha rahi hai. Fir car ka shisha uper ho gaya.

Kuch der baad shisha niche hua aur uske papa ne dono side dekha. Nisha bhi waise hi jhuki hui thi. Uske baal hil rahe the. Maine fir gaur se dekha.

Kuch der baad fir shisha niche hua to Nisha dikh gayi. Tabhi maine dekha ki Nisha ka sir uske papa ne pakad rakha tha aur uper niche kar rahe the. Nisha uper hui to uske munh par thook laga hua tha.

Mujhe sab samaj aa gaya ki woh apne papa ka lund chus rahi thi. Ye dekh kar maine apne aap ko gamlo me lge podho ke pichhe kar liya. Nisha fir se lund ko munh mein leker suck karne lgi. Uske papa baar baar dono side dekh rahe the.

Kareeb 10 minute baad Nisha papa se dur ho gayi. Tab uske papa ne dono side dekha aur uske lips pr kiss kiya. Woh bahar dekhne lge aur ek hath se uske boob dba rahe the.

Main ye sab dekh kar hilne lgi. Meri dhadkan bhi tez ho gayi. Thodi der baad Nisha car se bahar aa gayi. Main usko niche se lane ke liye chali gayi. Meri class ke boys aur ladkiya nahin aaye the to kuch ladkiya apna kaam karne lagi.

Thodi der mein mam bhi aa gayi. Usne kaha ki aaj class nahi hogi. Sab apna kaam kar lo. Main Nisha ko uper balcony mein le aai.

Main – Kaisi ho. Aaj bohut khush lag rahi ho.

Nisha –  Oh, aaj barish aa rahi hai na to mood achha hai.

Main –  Kuch aur baat bhi hai kya?

Nisha –  Oh, aaj sham ko ghar par namkin nikalenge barish mein mom bol rahi thi.

Maine kuch der baat ki.

Main –  Achha woh tu tere papa ke sath kya khel khel rahi thi. Maine sab live dekha hai.

Woh achanak se ghabra gayi.

Nisha – Kuch nahi bas baithi thi.

Main –  Jhoot mat bol. Sab sach sach bata do kab se ye sab chal raha hai. Ye baat agar pure college mein pata chal gayi to soch lo kya hoga.

Nisha –  Oh yaar kuch mat bol. Sun idhar wali class mein chal.

Hum dono side wali class mein aa gayi.

Main –  Kab se chal raha hai ye sab?

Nisha – Yaar 3 month ho gaye honge lagbhag. Woh papa ne hi shuru kiya tha.

Main –  Aaj car mein kya kar rahi thi tu?

Nisha –  Meri mom subah apni friend ke sath morning walk par jati hai. Tab papa mere room mein aa jate hain aur mere sath karte hain. Aaj mom barish ki wajah se gayi nahi to papa ne bola ki car mein unka lund suck karun.

Main –  Papa kya karte hai tere sath subah?

Nisha – Yaar sab kuch karte hai. Ek baar to pakka lete hain meri. Kabhi kabhi raat ko mom so jati hai to mere room mein aake lete hain meri.

Main – Tujhe bura ni lagta ye?

Nisha – Shuru mein laga par ab to maza aata hai. Mera bhi mood ban jata hai. Papa bohut pyar se karte hain.

Main – Ye sab shuru kaise hua?

Nisha –  Mom jab apne mayke gayi thi to mere exam the to main sath nahi gayi thi. Mom 16 din baad aai thi tab shuru hua tha.

Main –  Kisne shuru kiya ye?

Nisha – Mom gayi tab papa naha rahe the uper wale bathroom mein jahan main nahati hun. Papa meri bra aur panty ko hath rakh kar apna lund hila rahe the. Tab mujhe ajeeb laga. Tab papa ne apna maza meri bra pr daal diya tha.

Main – Fir tune kya kiya?

Nisha – Mujhe bohut gussa aaya par main kuch boli nahi. Raat ko sote time papa ka lund wala scene baar baar samne aa raha tha.

Main – Oh, fir.

Nisha – Raat ko sapna aaya jaise mom ja rahi hai aur papa khush ho rahe hain. Mom chali gayi to papa ne mujhe pakad liya hai. Tabhi sheela aunty aa jati hai to papa usko bahar nikal kar aate hain.

Nisha – Papa mujhe apne room mein le jate hain aur kiss karte hain. Tabhi meri aankh khul jati hai. Main gili ho gayi thi. Fir maine net par video dekhe father daughter wale.

Main – Fir?

Nisha – Dusre din maine bra nahi pahni thi to meri nipple tshirt se papa ko dikh rahi thi. Papa mere boob ko ghur rahe the. Unka lund bhi khada ho gaya tha. Papa baar baar kisi cheej dene ke bahane mujhe apne paaa bula rahe the.

Main – Fir?

Nisha –  Mujhe ye sab ajeeb sa lag raha tha. Par main woh sab kar rahi thi jo papa bol rahe the. Dophar ko maine half pent pahni thi jo kafi short thi. Main apne room mein soi hui thi.

Papa mere room mein aaye aur mujhe dekh kar apna lund hilane lage. Main ye sab chupchap dekh rahi thi. Papa ka lund kafi bada tha.

Main – Fir kya hua?

Nisha – Sham ko papa cold drink laye the. Usme neend ki goli mila rahe the to maine dekh li. Papa ne drink diya to maine pee liya. Maine thodi der mein behosh hone ka natak kiya. Papa fir mujhe bedroom mein le gaye.

Main –  Oh, my god! Fir kya kiya?

Nisha – Mujhe puri nangi kar diya aur khud bhi nange ho gaye. Fir meri chut chatne lge. Mujhe gudgudi hui par main boli nahi. Fir mujhe bhi achha feel hone laga. Meri chut mein pani asne laga. Fir papa ne meri chut mein lund dala tab tak mujhe neend aa gayi. Mujhe dard ho raha tha par kuch bol nahi rahi thi.

Main – Oh, fir?

Nisha – Main bohut der baad jagi to mera sir dard ho raha tha. Main puri nangi leti hui thi. Body mein dard ho raha tha. Mere boob aur body par lal nishan the.

Nisha – Papa ne neend ki kai baar goli di shayad. Mujhe 2 din baad hosh aaya tha. Chut bhi khuli hui thi. Papa ne mujhe kafi baar choda tha. Mujhe achha bhi lag raha tha. Room bahar se band tha.

Main –  Aur kya hua?

Nisha – Thodi der mein gate baja. Main fir se so gayi. Papa aaye aur meri chut chati. Maine aah aah kiya. Papa ne mujhe jga liya tha. Papa ne mujhe kiss kiya aur bole ki daro mat.

Main – Hmmm fir?

Nisha – Papa ne apna lund meri chut mein daal kar choda. Bole ki tu kisi ko mat btana. Tujhe roj maze dunga. Main boli ki mujhe nahana hai to papa mujhe god mein utha ke nahane le gaye. Garam pani se meri chut dhoyee tab mera dard kam hua.

Main boli ki mujhe sona hai. 5 –6 ghante baad mera mood banega to tum chod lena. Papa ne mujhe khana khila kar goli de di.

Main – Oh, kya feel hua tum ko?

Nisha – Raat ko jagi to main nangi hi thi. Shayad papa ne mujhe nangi kar diya tha. Main jaag gayi to fir se mujhe kiss kiya aur mere hoth chuse. Fir mujhe choda to mujhe maza aaya. Papa bol rahe the ki tu teri ma se bhi mast hai. Tune mujhe bohut maze diye hain.

Main – Papa ne aur kya kiya?

Nisha – Fir Papa ek week tak office ni gaye. Ghar mein mujhe nangi hi rakhte the aur ghar ke har kone mein choda. Boob bohut chuse to mera size bhi bada ho gaya. Ab papa lagbhag ek ya 2 baar daily chodte hain.

Nisha – Mom ghumne jati hai to chudai karte hain. Mujhe bhi bohut achha lagta hai. Maine papa ko bola ki mom ko chudte huye dekhna hai to papa mom ko chodte hain to mujhe bta deta hain.

Main – Oh, fir kya bole papa?

Nisha – Papa mom ko doggy bna kar baal kheench kar chodte hain. Mom ke boob bohut hilte hain. Mom ko gali dete hain aur chodte hain. Mom bhi khush rahti hai. Main chudai dekhti hun to meri chut gili ho jati hai.

Maine papa ko bola ki mom ko bta do sab. Mujhe aur mom ko sath choda karo to bole ki teri mom dharmik hai use pata laga gaya to sab gadbad ho jayegi.

Main – Oh, ab papa kya bolte hain?

Nisha – Kuch nahi jab bhi unke room mein jati hun. Kiss karte hain aur boob dba dete hain. Mauka milte hi pel dete hain. Mom so jati hai to mere room mein aaker chodte hain.

Main -Tum ko bura ni lgta?

Nisha – Nahi ab to papa bina neend bhi nahi aati. Papa bohut pyar karte hain. Boob bohut mast chuste hain. Mere papa ka ek dost hai woh bhi apni beti ko chodta hai. Papa ko woh sab btata tha to mujhe chodne ka plan usi ne diya tha.

Main – Oh, my god!

Nisha – Papa bol rahe the ki mard ko chut pasand aa jaye to behan beti ko bhi chod dete hain. Manisha, tere papa bhi aise sochte honge. Agar unko kabhi tu akeli mili to tujhe bhi chod denge.

Ye baat sun kar mujhe ajeeb laga. Par meri chut gili ho gayi.

Nisha – Tum gaur karna. Tere papa ya bhai tere boob ko dekhte hain.

Main – Nahin yaar mere papa aise nahin hain.

Nisha ne bohut baat btai thi. Uski bast sun kar meri chut gili ho gayi. Main ghar aa gayi thi. College se jaldi chhuti mil gayi thi. Dophar ko ghar aaker baap beti ki kai sari story padhi aur fingering ki. Mujhe bhi uske papa achhe lagne lage the kyunki unhone apni pari ke sath maje kiye.

Ab aage ki story agli bari. Agar aap ke sath bhi kuch aisa hua ho to mujhe gmail jarur karna. Main wait karungi. [email protected]

Hi, this story is a true incident of when I decided to go on a fuck date with a complete stranger. I was 24 years old at that time. I am average tall with a thick body, huge boobs, and a tight pussy that is always wet!

I met Abdul (name changed) on an online website and soon we were sexting each other 24×7. He would tell me how he will drill my hole if I give him one opportunity and I’d promise him that I’ll make him cum for me multiple times.

After talking for 2 months, we couldn’t wait and decided to date in real. We exchanged numbers and our photos. The moment my date saw my big 42DD size boobs, he jerked himself and came on the picture of my boobs! He told me that he cannot control and invited me at his place.

The next morning, I told my parents that I was going for a job interview and left early at 10 am. It was a one-hour drive and throughout the way, we kept sexting and telling how horny we were. By the time I reached, my pussy was leaking with juices. I just wanted to be fucked by the stranger on my date.

He met me at the decided spot and from there, we got in an auto. He grabbed my big boobs and started playing with it! I could see the driver watching us from the rear view but we were too horny to care! We kissed and he played with my boobs for almost 10 minutes before we reached his building.

We were so horny that if it was possible, we would have started fucking right there on the street! Abdul held my hand and took me to his place. He shut the door and grabbed me close to him.

Abdul pinned me to the wall and slipped his hand inside my leggings.

“Tu toh tayar hai pehle se” that was the first sentence he spoke to me and sent a shiver through my pussy.

I looked into his eyes unable to form words. He choked me and tried shoving 3 fingers inside my wet slimy hole. That was when he realized how tight I was. He looked at me and kissed me and gently shoved one finger inside.

“Why did you have sex last time?” Abdul asked me.

“It has been 5 months” I replied honestly. I was craving for a good fuck and something told me that my wish was going to be granted.

My date didn’t say a word but kept fingering me and slowly, he pushed another finger in me. I moaned softly and smiled at him but he didn’t show any expression. His eyes glued to my body but I knew he was lost.

He then pulled out his hand and started removing his clothes.

“Remove your clothes,” he instructed me and I obeyed.

Soon we were both completely naked. My date’s big fat circumcised dick was hanging in front of me.

“How is it?” Abdul asked with a mischievous smile on his sexy face.

I was horny and hungry. I didn’t bother answering. I got on my knees and kissed the pinkish purple tip of his fat dick. And then I started licking his balls.

“Fuckkk.” Abdul moaned. He was surprised that I went for his balls. It looked like it was the first time his balls were being licked.

I took the signal and started sucking Abdul’s balls and his inner thighs. His loans got louder but I was lost enjoying the taste of his manhood.

Then my date grabbed my hair and pulled me away looking into my eyes. He watched my face with saliva dripping from my mouth. He grabbed his dick and shoved it in my mouth. I did not stop him and tried to take as much of it as I could.

His dick was so big that I couldn’t breathe. But I kept trying and took all of it inside. He looked into my eyes and wiped the saliva from my chin and wiped it on my cleavage.

“Thanks for coming, baby” he said in a sweet voice and pulled me up by my hair.

Abdul laid me on his single bed and pushed my legs apart. There was room only for 1 on his bed and it was perfect for us. I wanted him close to me.

He slapped my wet pussy once and got on top of me. I was so excited. My breathing was heavy and I could hear my heart racing. I wanted this stranger inside me.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and held his fat dick on the opening of my wet hole. He stayed there and smiled at me.

“Abdul, please. I can’t control anymore,” I begged but he didn’t move.

I started rubbing his dick on my clit, smearing all my juice all over his dick.

“Bahot gili hai tu.” Abdul told me and pinched my nipple

“Natak mat kar. Please fuck me” I begged again. I had no self respect. All I wanted was the stranger to fuck me like a cheap whore.

He loved it when I used the nasty words and as a reward he slowly pushed his dick in me. It was so big and as anticipated, I wasn’t able to take it.

“Is it paining?” He asked me.

“I don’t care. Andar dal,” I replied and grabbed his neck and pulled him on top of me.

He fell on my chest and I held my boob in front of his mouth which he took happily. He sucked my tight nipple and pushed his monster dick inside me again.

“Oh Abdul!” I moaned and he pushed his dick once again and it was all inside me.

He then got up, held both my legs apart and started drilling me like he had promised. I was not allowed to move or touch him! My date was treating me like a cheap whore, just like I wanted.

He watched my boobs as they bounced up and down with every deep push he gave inside my hole. I could feel him touching my womb.

I moved my hand to my clit and started rubbing. He enjoyed watching me tease myself for a while but then he grabbed both my hands and pinned me on the bed.

“You are mine,” he claimed me.

“Yes!” I kissed his lips and licked the swear from his forehead.

Abdul kept banging me in that position continuously and increased the pace all of a sudden.

“Abdullllllll!!” I screamed as he was banging me like an object. He didn’t answer. His eyes were fixated on my pussy and he wanted it. All of it.

The stranger cum my date kept fucking me like an uncontrollable beast and no matter what I did, he didn’t stop. I grabbed his face and kissed him and I begged him to fuck me a bit slowly.

“Tujhe bola tha na maine. Ek chance de. Bahot tadpaya hai tune.”

He was horny and he wanted revenge for making him wait for months.

“Abdul! Baby please. I’m gonna cum” I begged once again as I neared orgasm. But he didn’t look at me once. He kept banging me, his dick going in and out of my hole that wasn’t so tight anymore. I grabbed his hand as I was about to cum and he increased his speed.

I was in another world. I couldn’t utter a moan. My eyes rolled up and I grabbed the headboard as he kept fucking me.

My body shivered as I came but Abdul didn’t stop even for a second. He fucked me like his existence depended on it.

At this point, I was in love with him. I held my legs and lifted them in the air. He knew I was submitting. He slapped my face and grabbed it while he kept drilling.

“Randi,” he abused me.

I nodded at him in submission. He knew I would let him do whatever he pleases.

The stranger grabbed my legs and placed them on his shoulder. His dick slid right inside my womb and we both felt it. He smiled at me knowingly and started giving me slow but extremely deep thrusts.

“Tere bache dani main hai mera lund.”

“Jaan lega tu meri”

He slapped me once again and kept drilling.

“Tune toh bola tha bina condom ke nahi degi,” he told me as he kept going.

I remembered that I had told him that I won’t let him fuck me without a condom but we were so horny that I completely forgot!

“Too late for that now,” I answered him smiling

“Ab toh mera nikalne wala nahi hai teri chut main se.”

“Mat nikal.”

“Teri chut shant kar ke bhejunga aaj randi. Bahot garam hai tu.”

I loved the way my date spoke to me. He was treating me the way I wanted. He was fucking me the way I never imagined.I was in heaven.

The Muslim stranger kept fucking me for a while after which he lost it again. He pushed my legs apart and started banging me like a whore. My body was shaking up and down on his single bed, my boobs were bouncing so hard that it hurt but Abdul didn’t let me hold them. He liked watching me that way.

He slapped me repeatedly and spanked my boobs. I grabbed his finger and started sucking on it while looking into his eyes.

“What a whore you are,” he abused me again and slapped me hard. His heavy body dropped on mine and he hugged me tight while keeping the pace of his drilling.

I knew he was close so I hugged his sweat covered body and whispered in his ear, “Cum inside me.”

He grunted like an animal and he choked me. Abdul kept fucking me in that position for sometime and then with a loud animal like grunt, he shot his load inside me.

He stayed there for a minute before he started banging me again.

“Fuck! Abdul.” I was surprised.

“I can’t,” he whispered and kept fucking me with his head buried in my neck.

“Don’t stop” I told him and he shoved his fingers in my mouth.

I sucked them like I would suck his monster dick.

Abdul didn’t look at me once but he kept fucking me. I grabbed his ass and started squeezing it. His body was dripping with sweat but I didn’t care. I licked his neck and give him hickeys while he fucked me like a beast.

The stranger slipped his finger to my clit and started rubbing me. I couldn’t believe how horny we both were. I spanked his ass and squeezed his butt cheeks.

Abdul got up and looked into my eyes. He slapped me and abused me again. He grabbed both my nipples and pinched them. He was about to cum again and this time I wanted to taste it.

I looked into his eyes and stuck my tongue out. He knew exactly what I wanted. He held my tongue out and finger fucked my mouth as he fucked me more. And then he removed his dick and pulled me up. I grabbed his dick and started sucking it. His balls in my hand while I squeezed them gently.

I wanted to empty his balls in my mouth. Abdul grabbed my hair and pulled it back making me stare into his eyes as I sucked his dick.

Abdul held my face tightly and shot his hot cum in my mouth. I took all of it in my mouth. I had a feeling he wanted to see it in my mouth before I swallow.

He pulled out his dick and kept looking at me. I opened my mouth and showed him. My mouth was full of his cum, some of it dripping from the side. I swallowed it all and he used his thumb to push the rest of it in my mouth as well.

I grabbed his face and kissed him. He pushed me away.

“What are you doing?”

“You know, baby” I answered and pulled him for a kiss again. He resisted for a second but then he shoved his finger in my Pussy and started fucking me with it.

“Abdul, I came thrice!”

“I want more,” he replied and threw me on his bed again.

My date sat near my pussy and fucked me mercilessly. He slapped my pussy and he shoved three fingers in me. In no time, I was shivering and oozing cum for him.

He took his fingers covered with my cum and make me lick it clean. Once he was done. We got dressed and I ordered a cab for me. He made me promise to come back and how could I not.

***

Hey friends! This was a true story with the names changed. I hope you enjoyed and came multiple times (that’s how I like it).

Let me know if you’d like to read about more of my sexual adventures.

Hi, my name is Richa Arora. I am a 22 years old working girl. I live away from my parents, with my boyfriend Anshu in Delhi. I have an active sex life with Anshu.

I do most of my work from home and rarely need to go out. My boyfriend Anshu on the other hand has a 10 to 7 job and he is rarely at home on weekdays. But the weekends are amazing. We go to different places, eat outside and fuck each other. The sex was good.

One Wednesday, I needed to visit one of my colleagues for official work. I reached his house around 3 pm after lunch. His name was Piyush. Before that, I had only talked with him on calls. My colleague was a tall and muscular man. He was in his boxers and t-shirt.

Piyush: Forgive my appearance. I feel comfortable while working in these clothes.

Me: No problem, I understand.

I went inside with him. He had to install some documents and software on my laptop so he took me to his room and started working. He was working on his desk and I was sitting on his bed. I sat for 30 minutes there.

Piyush: Okay, so I have done everything but it will take a while to install. If you don’t mind waiting here alone, I have to take my lunch.

Me: Not an issue, please go.

After my colleague left the room, I went to his desk and was going through my laptop and I found that he had connected his device with my laptop. I opened a folder and was shocked by what I saw.

I saw a video of Piyush, he was completely naked sitting on the same chair I was sitting on now and stroking his dick! It was around 8-inch long thick dick with veins around it. He had six packs abs too. I got scared and closed it.

After some time, Piyush returned and gave my laptop to me and said that it was done. I left his house and on my way back, I was imagining my colleague naked with his huge dick.

When I reached home, I laid down on my bed and took my hand down to my pussy. I started rubbing my pussy and stuck my fingers inside it. I was squeezing my boobs and nipples.

I was imagining Piyush above me, he was kissing me, biting my nipples. And at last, he inserted his 8-inch long dick inside my pussy and fucked me with full force. This imagination made me cum so hard that I wet all my clothes and the bedsheet. I had not cum so hard in ages!

I was still feeling horny after that. I was waiting for my bf Anshu to return home. He came home at 8 pm. I needed him to fuck me right there so I started giving him hints. When he entered from the front door, I hugged him and gave him a hard smooch, and stuck my tongue in his mouth.

Me: Welcome home, dear.

My boyfriend looked a bit surprised.

Anshu: Okay dear, what has happened?

Me: Nothing. Why? I can’t even love my boyfriend?

Anshu: Hmm, someone is becoming very naughty nowadays. I think I have to punish you tonight in the bedroom.

I wanted to say, “Fuck me right now, take me then and there like a bitch.” But my lover was not getting the hints. I told Anshu to take a shower while I was preparing dinner. While he was in the shower, I entered the bathroom. My boyfriend was completely naked and his dick was hanging in non-erect form.

Me: Do you want me to cook rice too?

Anshu: Whatever you want, dear.

I spanked his naked butt and gave him a wild smile. He smiled back and grabbed my hand. He came out of the shower and started kissing me.

Anshu: Tonight I am going to make you cry. Get ready for the punishment in the bed.

At that point, I was like what the fuck is wrong with my boyfriend today! Why is he not getting it? I came out of the bathroom and went to the kitchen. I thought he would not do it. I have to take the initiative.

He came out of the bathroom in a towel. I went to him and took off his towel. He looked at me in shock. I went down on my knees and took my boyfriend’s entire dick in my mouth. His dick was not erect so it went completely inside my mouth.

I have never given a blowjob before. So I didn’t know what I was doing. Whatever I had seen in porn movies, that was it. I was sucking Anshu’s dick but I was imagining my colleague Piyush’s dick! I was wondering what his 8-inch dick would taste like. Will I even manage to take his entire dick inside my mouth? This made me even more horny.

I started scratching my boyfriend’s butt and back with my nails. He was moaning very hard. I don’t know whether it was due to pain or pleasure or both. I was taking his entire dick inside my mouth and in between, I was licking his balls too.

Just 10 minutes of blowing him and my guy was about to cum. I took his dick out of my mouth and started giving him a handjob when he busted out his cum all over me! I was on my knees, covered in his cum.

My boyfriend’s cum was dripping down from my face and it was all over my clothes. I was feeling like a whore, really dirty, dirty whore!

Me: Now, it’s my turn.

Anshu looked a bit confused. I grabbed him and took him back to the shower. I first cleaned myself and then made Anshu go down on me. He was on his knees and my one leg was on his shoulder. My bf was eating my pussy. He was not that good at it. I had to grab him by his hair and rub his face on my pussy.

After that, I made him pick me up and put his dick inside my pussy. I was wrapping my legs around him and he was fucking me in a standing position, in the shower. At that point also I was thinking about my co-worker. I was thinking how it would feel to be fucked by a tall muscular man with a huge dick!

Anshu: I like this vision of you, baby. I love to fuck a wild girl.

Me: Shut your mouth! Suck these tits.

Anshu suddenly spanked me hard on my arse and bit on my boobs.

Anshu: You shut up! I will fuck you as I like. You are my bitch now, so act like one.

First time I had seen this dominating behavior of Anshu. Finally, he was coming in the mood and I wanted him to be in. My boyfriend made me stand like a dog on the floor and shove his dick in me from behind.

Anshu: This is what happens to a whore like you. They get fucked like a bitch by their man whenever and wherever their man wants. Tell me bitch, will you ever disrespect me?

I was loving the dirty talk and his domination! I was feeling like his bitch now.

Me: Ahh! Ahh! No baby, I won’t do it again..

Anshu: Not like that. Say it loud. Say, Sorry baby.

Me: Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Ahh! Ahh!

Now my boyfriend was fucking me ruthlessly. I was about to cum.

Me: Yesssss, baby. Fuckkkk meee hardddd…I am about to cum..

Suddenly Anshu stopped.

Me: What happened, baby? Why did you stop? Please fuck me, baby.

Anshu: No, I will not fuck you. You won’t cum until I give you my permission or I will not fuck you.

Me: Ahh! Please baby don’t do this!

Anshu: Shut up, bitch!

And then he spanked me hard on my right arse cheek.

Me: Okay baby, I won’t cum. But please fuck me.

My lover turned me around and started fucking in missionary position.

Me: I can’t control now, can I please cum, baby? Please! Please!

Anshu: If only you let me cum inside you.

Me: No baby, please don’t cum inside me!

Anshu: Then I will stop now. Until you beg me to cum inside you, I won’t fuck you anymore.

I was at the edge of cumming and I couldn’t hold it anymore.

Me: Please baby, CUM INSIDE ME! Fuck me hard..

Anshu smiled and started giving a hard stroke with his dick. I cummed so hard that my squirt spread all over him. My boyfriend was looking very happy and kept on fucking me. I was lying there tired and he was still drilling my pussy hole.

After 10 minutes, he cummed and dropped his load inside my womb!

Following is a creative work of fiction. It involves intimate moments of both physical and psychological nature between mother and son, intended for fun. All the names, characters, and incidents are works of pure imagination. They do not resemble any real-life names, characters, and incidents.

The toll of the marathon was heavy. When I woke up, my mom was still in a deep sleep. She was sleeping all naked beside me. It seemed we had rolled over to the sides while in sleep. Her loosely set hair seemed to be disoriented.

I looked at her for a moment and laid back silently, looking at the fan, which is now swirling. It seems the power is back. And an hour of sleep after the steamy sex is soothing. Then my eyes went back to my mom. She was sleeping peacefully and naked beside me.

A few months back, I could never even have imagined in the wildest dreams that I could touch my mom. Let alone sleep with her naked after a hardcore fucking.

I was looking at her cream-colored body with a tinge of golden brightness and the smoothness and softness of a rose flower. Her breasts are firm and tight. I placed my hand on one breast and pressed it softly. I was feeling aroused once again, but I felt a slight pain in my dick.

I could not resist the thought desire to suck the other breast. I moved close and started softly sucking the breasts alternatively. My hands went to hold the waist. As my sucking became erotic, mom opened her eyes as she gained consciousness. She held my head, supporting my sucking activity.

After some time, I was satisfied playing with her boobs. She held me and said.

Mom: My boobs are hurting and also feeling hungry. Let’s refresh and get something to eat.

Me: I want to eat you.

Mom: I know but let’s eat some food first.

Holding my dick tenderly with her finger, she said again.

Mom: I think it is also tired. Please give it some rest.

And yes, my dick was throbbing with pain. My lust for her is so wild that I want to do her every chance I get. But I could use some rest. So I smiled and got up lazily from the bed. I took and wrapped the towel around my waist and walked to the bathroom for a soothing bath.

After the bath, as I walked back into the room, she was in a blouse and petticoat. She was tying the strings of her petticoat. She looked at me and smiled. I walked straight to her and held her from behind, fixing my hands on her stomach.

She rested her head back on my shoulder. I tried to drill her ass with my dick. She looked at me.

Me: What happened? You said you would cook something to eat, right?

Mom: I am very much tired.

I turned her towards me and looked at her.

Me: Somebody asked me if I am tired.

Mom: For the last one week, both father and son have been fucking me all night. And from the last night, you have been doing me continuously. I am not whore.

We looked at each other for a moment. I smiled and pressed her waist. She giggled and wriggled out of my embrace. I let her go, and she tied the sari while putting on my clothes. As I rested in the main bedroom watching television, my mom fiddled in the kitchen to cook food for us.

After an hour, she called me to eat. We had lunch sumptuously and retired to bed immediately. It was only 1:30 PM, and still, there was a time before my sibling came back from school. But somehow, we lay on the bedside by the side silently. Then I remembered something, and I turned towards her.

Me: You remember something.

Mom: What?

Me: I asked you something last week while fucking you.

Mom: I don’t remember.

Me: I said I want to marry you and enjoy the first night like a wife.

Mom: Are you mad?

Me: No, Just mad about you.

Mom: I am your mom.

Me: I also told you that it is only for the outside world. Between these walls, especially when we are alone, I am your husband, and you are my wife and bitch.

Mom: I am already married to your dad.

Me: Marry me.

Mom: How?

Me: At home, here. I will remove the Mangalsutra, which dad has tied. Then I will put the same on to you again in front of god.

Mom: Are you mad? That is sin.

Me: We are already sinners, mom, and we are already sinning. At least this will justify what we are doing.

Mom: What if your dad knows?

Me: Oh! He will know that his son has removed the thread from his wife’s neck and tied it again. Come on, mom. For him, it will be the same thread. Let him own you for the society, but I will own in reality.

Mom: So I am my son’s wife, who his dad will claim as his wife in the society. My son claims as his wife inside these four walls while still being his mother to the society.

Me: Yeah! Something like that, mom.

Mom: So you will be my real husband.

Me: Yes.

Mom: But I will grow old by the time you reach my age.

Me: So?

Mom: Then what would you do?

Me: You will still be with your public husband, right. And if you are still sexy, I will still be doing you. If you lost your vigor, I would leave you to your original public husband. So for the next 17 years, you will have a hardcore fucking enjoyment, and you get to keep your original husband. There won’t be a better deal than this. It’s a deal of a lifetime.

Mom: Oh?

Me: See, this might seem a little mechanical. But can you answer some questions honestly?

Mom: Yes.

Me: So! Will you leave your husband for me and marry me.

Mom: No, I love my husband.

Me: Let’s suppose even if you leave your husband, will you be able to marry me legally and publicly announce it.

Mom: No.

Me: Let’s say even if we marry and live publicly as husband and wife. Then we will end up in jail and socially outcasted. Right?

She nodded.

Me: Now see – you definitely love me as a son, but you will never love me like a man. You love your husband, and you won’t leave him. We can’t marry openly and live publicly as husband and wife. Correct?

Mom: Yes.

Me: Then what are we doing? Why are we doing it?

Mom looked at me blankly. I continued further.

Me: We are just fucking around. We are doing it because there is an extreme pleasure in doing the taboo. And we enjoyed it. That’s why we are doing it.

Mom: Then why do we want to get married?

Me: There is much more extreme pleasure in marrying mom and fucking her as wife calling name. I can’t explain the pleasure that will come looking at the thread I will tie. It will be jumping on your boobs on our first night and every other night.

Me: And the adrenaline rush and thrill in fooling dad making him believe that he is the husband of the wife and fucking you behind his back.

Mom was looking at me silently with her widened eyes. I continued.

Me: Correct? So just don’t think too much. Ours will be the only affair which no one in the world will catch. It’s safest. Moreover, it’s your chance to live your fantasies.

I stopped for a moment and looked at her. She was now looking at me.

Me: So tell me you would miss the best adventure of your life and only chance to live your wild fantasies.

Mom: I don’t have any wild fantasies.

Me: You never know. Did you think that you would allow your son to fuck you in broad daylight? Then sit with him discuss how to cheat on your husband.

She looked at me without contradicting my statements.

Me: So this is your chance to live as you want and the fantasies that you never even imagined. Tell me are you going to reject it?

She was silent and looking at me with a smile.

Me: I thought so.

Mom: So when are you planning to do it.

Me: Why hurry, my sweet mommy? We will do this during the Dussehra festival vacation.

Holding her waist, I moved closer to her.

Me: You don’t have to wait till the marriage. I will fuck you now.

We both smiled as I moved closer to take her lips and complete a round before my siblings came back from school.

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When Amy was busy with her new mate, she had completely forgotten what Arfa was up to.

Arfa had left with Hari that evening. They decided to go on a long drive and have fun. Hari was driving, and Arfa was in the passenger seat. She would kiss and press his cock whenever possible. She had only let him lick her last time.

Kissing, touching each other, they traveled around 150 km during that night. It was past 11, and the couple was burning with sexual desire. Arfa wanted Hari inside her. Noticing that they were going through a highway with hardly any other vehicles, she asked Hari to park it as soon he found a dark spot.

A few more minutes later, they came across a flyover. Hari took a turn to park the sedan right under the flyover. Arfa undid the seat belt and turned towards Hari. She was wearing a pink shirt and black jeans. She undid the first three buttons looking at him.

“Don’t you wanna play with airbags?” She grinned.

Then grabbed Hari by his neck and forced him towards her cleavage. Hari licked her valley like an animal. She had fair skin and amazing breasts. He was simultaneously squeezing her melons and crushing them.

Wild and hard her grabbed her by her waist and pulled her close, then ripped her shirt, tearing off the buttons that held the shirt. The pink shirt separated sideways as it lost all its buttons.

He grabbed her white push-up bra and pulled it downwards, letting her melons pop out. Then he cupped her left pink nipple with his mouth and sucked it as hard as possible, making her moan.

“Don’t smash it… It’s all for you,” Arfa moaned. She placed her palm on his crotch and felt it grow bigger every passing second. Pushing him away, she grinned.

“I want it in my mouth,” She moaned. Hari quickly undid his jeans. As she saw him pull down the jeans, she opened his boxers to get his manhood.

“It’s so warm and wet,” Arfa laughed, spotting his throbbing cock leaking precum over and over again.

Wasting no time, she pulled his foreskin and licked the tip, tasting every drop of precum that oozed out. She held him tightly and sucked him like a popsicle. He pushed her head, trying to deepthroat her every time.

Once she had lubricated him well with her saliva, she got up and said stroking him vigorously.

“Haven’t done this in a long time. I want it in my ass.”

Anal was something Arfa always enjoyed, but her husband refused it. She wanted to do it again as she had done with her boyfriends. Almost naked, she opened the door and asked Hari to follow her.

“Someone will see us naked,” He said, holding the door open.

“I know, I want it.”

She walked towards the boot of the car with her boobs jiggling with every step. Then she held the boot as Hari followed her with his dick out.

“Do me from behind,” She said, holding the boot and arching backward.

Hari was excited. He grabbed her butt and slapped her like whore, making her scream. He undid the button of her jeans as he rubbed his cock on her ass. Then he unzipped it and rolled it till her knee. He moved his hand forward and touched her cunt over pussy.

“You are so wet,” He said as he ripped her white wet panties into two pieces and grabbed her entire pussy region with his left arm. He pressed them, getting his palm wet.

“Ahh! Be gentle,” she moaned. She rubbed her naked ass on his dick and let it grind between the ass crack. “Go for my ass, but be gentle. We don’t have lube,” She said as his finger dug deep into her cunt.

A vehicle passed quickly, shedding light over their intense sexual act for a few moments. Arfa spread her legs helping Hari to drive his dick between her ass cheeks. She felt the tip rub over her asshole.

“Slow and steady, don’t push it in altogether,” She groaned, helping him by adjusting her stance.

Hari grabbed her waist with both hands and held her tightly. With his thumb, he separated the cheeks and rubbed his cock on her asshole. She was not a virgin there, but she hadn’t done it in years.

Gently he poked with his dick opening the hole that hadn’t been played with for a long time. She was neat there. She planned it all along. He felt the tip poke into the hole and go inside a little, and she groaned.

Holding the edge of the boot with the left hand, she grabbed her right butt with her right hand. She spread it open, giving better exposure to her asshole. Hari kept tapping on her hole with his dick and pushed it very slowly, letting the head in.

“Stop,” Arfa said, then after hardy 20 seconds, she ordered, “Push it harder.”

Hari was more than happy. Holding her waist, he landed a mighty thrust pushing almost one-fourth of his cock in.

“Fuck me. Dammit!” she groaned

Then with another push, his half-cock was in, and Arfa screamed. She rested her head on the boot and said, “I need the dick in my ass.”

Hari pumped with all his might, and his entire cock went into her asshole, making her scream like a slut.

“I think my ass is destroyed already. Pump in slowly.”

Hari pumped in her ass like a wild horse. She groaned and screamed with every push but didn’t stop him. Gradually she started moaning after every intense pain.

When he inserted, she would scream and moan when withdrawn. Multiple cars and bikes passed by them. Everyone was in the car staring at their escapades. Arfa didn’t bother.

“Fuck me like a cheap whore,” She screamed as he drilled her ass faster than before.

His fully hard throbbing dick finally widened her asshole. It squeezed his dick tightly. She leaked pussy juices like a drain and groaned.

“Do me like a whore, harder … Harder,” Arfa moaned.

Multiple vehicles passed by. Some even stopped for a second. The beam of light exposed the almost naked mature woman getting her asshole drilled by a young man. His dick went in and out like a machine making her scream with pleasure.

Soaking wet, she started rubbing her clit while Hari increased the pace.

“Cum in my ass,” She groaned.

And then her moans became deeper. His thrusts got harder. He held her tightly and unloaded them in her asshole like a monster. She felt him fill her ass. She could sense his cock release his warm seeds. Then it stopped, and then again he pumped, making it spurt.

“You monster, you destroyed my ass.” She giggled as he pulled out.

She rubbed her cunt faster, and then she squirted right before him and leaned on the boot again. She could not even walk properly anymore.

“Carry your whore inside,” She said, tiredly after the whore sex for the day.

To be continued.