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This is another story from the life I had as one of your favorite call girls. Bachelor parties are one of the least tense events a call girl can be hired to do. It is because most men would be drunk silly, and a call girl is hired to strip and dance with them.

But this bachelor party was different. Rita invited me to the gig, which was weird. Most bachelor parties have only one stripper. But I agreed because it paid three times the usual bachelor party fees. A third of the amount was already paid in advance.

Another call girl, Shobha, was also hired. I had met her earlier at another gig. She was a dark-skinned woman in her early 30s. An experienced woman who kept her looks fresh. Her figure was enviable to me 42-36-46.

As you may remember, I am 20 years old, 40-30-38, and Rita was 20 years old, 36-26-38 figured. Unlike other gigs, this was highly planned out. We were to meet up near a bus stop by 9 pm. We found a driver, Jose waiting for us in a Ford car which was pretty fancy.

They told us dresses would be given at the venue, so we dressed casually in saris. I sat in front while the others sat in the back. Jose would secretly ogle at us from time to time but did not act on it.

We drove down the bouncy village road. It took us 1 hour to reach the place. It was a luxurious 2-story villa surrounded by fields. Bachelor parties are usually held in secluded neighborhoods for noise complaints and to avoid social policing.

This party was organized by some rich men. English music was in full blast. Jose took us in through the kitchen door. A man was waiting for us there.

Mike: Hello, ladies. I am Mike. I was the one who hired you for this party. You will find your costumes for the night in the servant quarters. You can bathe and change. And as we agreed, here is your payment.

Mike: If you girls don’t mind, the groom Kenny and my friends are getting tipsy now. We would love to have you, ladies, with us soon.

As we entered the room, we saw our costumes had been laid on the bed for us. We had a quick shower and changed. We were asked to give our measures earlier, so they fit us just a bit short.

My costume was a knee-length black and white French maid. It had a push-up bra, thong, high heels, and a duster all black with my name tag Katy. My call girl persona.

Shobha wore a pink knee-length nurse outfit with a matching push-up bra, thong, high heels. It had a stethoscope and a name tag Shobha. (We did not know her real name). Both our hair was tied in a bun. The outfit just made me more jealous of her.

Rita looked like Britney Spears from ‘Hit me, baby.’ It was a white and red schoolgirl outfit. But the shirt was tied just below her red push-up bra. Her skirt covered barely half her thighs.

Her hair was in a ponytail. Her name tag read Susie. Unlike us, she was to wear socks and cute school shoes. She was given a lollipop to suck on.

The men had kinky American porn fetishes. We looked hot as hell. As we entered the hall, a large curtain blocked us from the commotion. Mike stumbled through with a beer in his hand.

M: Damn, you girls look sexy. I knew cosplay was the way to go. Now I’ll introduce you one by one after which do your thing.

He left us, and we could hear him yelling over the commotion behind the curtain.

M: OK, you dirty boys. It’s time for the groom to have his last shot of freedom. Kenny wanted a clean party so let’s welcome our Maid  Katy to make sure exactly that.

I stepped out to more than 10 men in their 30s on couches arranged in a semi-circle facing Kenny. He was sitting in a single lounger facing me, wearing a plastic crown. He was happy to see me. I could see from his tent under his Bermuda shorts.

All the men were dressed in shirts and Bermuda with definitely nothing underneath. I cat-walked to the tune swaying my body seductively to Kenny and bent down, exposing my ample cleavage.

Me: Have you been a dirty boy, Master Kenny?

Kenny nodded vigorously. I got on my knees and slid my hands up his thighs until my boobs tested on his groin. I bit my lip and looked up at him seductively. The others were enjoying the view of my skirt.

M: Oh, it looks like Kenny’s childhood crush, Schoolgirl Suzy, decided to visit him. To have the late-night study session he always wanted.

Suzy stepped out to the music of hit me, baby, one more time. She was the one who taught me the art of seduction. She danced to the beat and made sure to twirl and twerk to give a good view of her skirt. Kenny’s eyes followed her super flexible body.

In the end, she was sitting cross-legged on the lounger armrest. She French kissed Kenny, after which his lips were the same color as Suzy lipstick. He was sucking on her lipstick.

His cock was rock hard and peeping out of the shorts. I started rubbing my boobs against it so much that his 6-inch rod popped out. I started licking it.

M: Whoa, it looks like it’s getting hot in here. The groom may have a fever. So let’s call Nurse Shobha to give him a full check-up.

Unlike us, Shobha walked without any fancy moves. She did not need any. Her voluptuous body tantalizingly swayed. All men were going nuts. She took Kenny’s hands and placed them on her cleavage.

In seconds the hands were in her bra. Her budget dark nipples popped out. All she had on was her thong, nurse cap, and a stethoscope around the neck.

M: Since the intros are out of the way, shall we have a show, ladies?

Shobha went first and started stripping down. She made sure to show how the dress was too tight and fidgeted with the zip. An old trick to turn on the boys and excited they were when she released her jugs from the pink baby bra. She slowly turned to everyone, the view of her curves.

I was next. I put on more of a show. I turned around and slowly slid the zip down, exposing my smooth back, and slid the dress down my left hand. I turned and let my dress drop down to my leg. I tossed the dress to the men with my leg to ogling men ready to catch it.

Next, I released my jugs, making sure I showed them my perky pink nipples. I kissed a cup, and my bright red lipstick shone on the black bra. I threw it to the men. There was a fight after which a muscled man wore it around his head like a crown.

Suzy stepped up and broke into dance. Her moves were so seductive even to me. All men were concentrating on her dance. In between moves, she stripped. First, she released her shirt knot and spun it over her head, and threw it out.

Next, she squatted and held down her skirt down to the floor. She stood in a toe touch pose. But the skirt remained on the floor, and she was in her undies. As she threw up her skirt, the cheer was loud.

She released the bra hook in one quick move. But she kept it on and shook her chest, bouncing her boobs. The bra was soon on some dude’s head. We pulled up Kenny from his seat, stripped off his shirt and shorts.

We danced around him sandwiched him in between. He was drunk as hell so were the guests. He groped at each of our boobs and asses. He sucked on the nipples, our clits and asses highly sloppy.

He would try to insert his cock into our pussies. But we make a point to avoid getting pregnant by the groom during these events. We took turns to suck his cock tip to balls.

Kenny enjoyed shoving his tongue in our mouths and vigorously fingering our pussies and assholes. He even drenched us in beer and licked us up. But as he was licking Shobha, he turned pale, and we knew he would puke. Jose, who was sober, ran to us, lifted him, and by the shoulders. Kenny resisted, but Mike took charge.

M: Take him home, Jose. He’s had enough fun. Any more and we won’t have a wedding to attend. Don’t worry, girls. The party is just getting started. We have a whole crowd of lusty men waiting for you.

As Jose drove away, Kenny only dressed in a lungi. I noticed the men were excited but didn’t pounce on us. That’s when I noticed what Mike was holding wasn’t a beer bottle but a large vibrator.

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Hello ISS readers, my name is Jay and this is a story about how I fucked my slutty ex-girlfriend. She is now married but still thinks about fucking me all the time, we are still in touch and her husband doesn’t know.

So, getting to the story. This was when we were 21. It had been about a year since we broke up and we had not spoken the whole time. One day, I got a message and it was from Natasha (my ex-girlfriend).

Natasha: Hey.

I was shocked because we hadn’t spoken in a year and she texted me. I wondered why she texted me.

Jay: Hey.

Natasha: How are you?

Jay: Can we skip the bullshit? Why did you text me?

Natasha: Omg, chill! I was just checking on you.

Jay: Hmm, okay!

After this, we texted for about an hour and we kind of became friends again!

We texted casually the next day and a week went by slowly and we started getting closer again. Later, my ex-gf told me that she fucked her senior from her college and it wasn’t enjoyable, to say the least.

As we started getting closer, texting became sending pictures and that became sexting (sex chatting).

One night, we started sending nudes to each other about how we were going to devour each other and we just couldn’t wait to get a room and fuck!

For all of you naughty people imagining how we look, I am a brown 5′ 11 built with a 7.5-inch monster and she is a fair hottie 5’3 with a body any man would die for (34-28-34)

So, we planned to fuck soon and we planned to have sex 7 days later.

I masturbate every single day and I have a pretty high sex drive but I knew this fuck would be special and I needed to give my ex-girlfriend a big load. So I decided not to masturbate for a week and surprise my slut with a big juicy load of cum to swallow!

After a long-awaited week, finally, the day arrived. We met. Let me tell you, my ex-lover looked like a bomb waiting to explode! She was wearing a red tight crop top with black leggings, her tits waiting to be freed and sucked. She got in and hugged me. She smelled amazing and this turned me on more. I just wanted to rip her clothes apart right there!

We started driving and my hand went from the gear to her thighs immediately. The tension was growing and by then, we had reached our hotel at MG road. We checked in quickly and got in the lift. And just as the door closed, I grabbed my slutty ex-girlfriend’s ass really hard. She looked up right into my eyes and let out a soft moan.

Suddenly, the lift door opened and one of the housekeeping staff caught us getting physical in the lift which was a turn-on for both of us!

We got to our room and when we closed the door, we started kissing. Our tongues were lost in each other’s mouths. Natasha was too wet to wait so she started undressing me. First, my shirt went off, and then she unbuckled my pant and started feeling my dick.

But I turned my ex-girlfriend around and pinned her against the wall. I held her hands behind her back with one hand and slid her hair to the side and placed my face on her ear and started licking her earlobes. Her neck going up and down and my breathing on her neck made her super horny. My ex-girlfriend was waiting to get fucked really hard.

I then grabbed her pants and pulled it down along with her panties. I spread Natasha’s ass cheeks, revealing her pink pussy. I could smell her pussy and I loved it! I put my tongue on ex-gf’s pussy lips and started licking her. My face was buried in her ass and it was amazing. She was moaning every time I licked her cunt and she loved it.

After that, I turned her around, and holding her still against the wall, I got on my knees and lifted one of her legs. I started eating her pussy again (I love eating pussy).

After a few minutes, I stood up and put my wet pussy-juiced lips on hers and gave her a taste of how she was dripping. While all this was happening, my hand went on to my ex-girlfriend’s cunt involuntarily and was rubbing her clit.

She grabbed my dick from over my pant and this made me go wild. So I caught her hair and made her kneel, like a dog waiting for her snack. She was ready to suck my boy. I pulled down my pant and underwear. My dick sprung out on her face and she was overjoyed!

My horny ex-girlfriend started sucking my dick, spitting her saliva on it, and grabbing my balls. She took my shaft deep in her throat and I could feel my dick hit her walls. She took it out of her mouth and licked my dick from my balls to the tip multiples times while I was holding her hair and enjoying it.

I then pulled Natasha up and threw her on the bed. My slutty ex-gf then spread her legs wide, begging to be fucked. Her tight pussy wanted to be torn apart. But as I love teasing pussies, I put my dick on her pussy lips and teased her. She begged me, “Pleasee fucckkk me, I want you inside me” and this is what every man wants to listen to.

I slapped her pussy with my hand and positioned my dick ready to fuck my slutty ex-girl.

“AHHHHHH!” She screamed as I entered her pussy. She loved every inch of it, slowly going in and out. I increased my pace as we fucked in missionary. She had tears as my dick kept hitting her inner walls of pleasure. I lifted her top and grabbed her pink-nippled tits, pinching her nipples. She was moaning so loud and I loved it.

I also slapped and choked her. We both enjoyed it. I kept tearing my ex-girlfriend’s pussy. Then I took my dick out and moved back to make her kneel again and suck it to see how my dick tasted after being dipped in her wet cunt.

After this, I turned her around and that was when it got rough. She was on her fours on the bed, waiting to be fucked. I entered Natasha from behind, slowly going inside and pulling it out just to tease my bitch. I could see her legs shake, what a sight it was!

I entered her hard and started to fuck my ex-gf rough, grabbing her tits. She was shouting in pleasure. Pinching her nipple made her cry. It was a mixed bag of pain and pleasure.

I was ramming Natasha like a bull from behind. My body was slapping her ass and for a good 5 minutes, we fucked in doggy. Then I caught both her hands and lifted them. Now she had no support except for my dick on which she was on. Holding her hands behind her, I started going really fast and hard.

She had already cum multiple times. We couldn’t even count. But my slutty ex-girlfriend loved getting fucked like this – nowhere to move around or even move away a little as my dick was smashing her walls.

I was getting tired at this point and I removed my cock from her pussy and grabbed her hair and made her kneel. I love watching sluts go on their knees with their mouth open and tongue out waiting for me to cum.

I grabbed her with one hand and stroked my dick with my right hand and after 30 seconds, I came in her mouth and on her face. There was so much sperm because I didn’t masturbate for a week and she deserved all of it for being my slut.

After this, we showered together, went out, and fucked one more time at midnight and once early in the morning. Then we went our separate ways.

Maybe I and my horny ex-girlfriend will fuck again in the future with her husband being a cuck that he is!

I left out a lot of details, that’s only because I am too horny writing this and it is already long.

Leave feedback if you liked it or not.

Thanks for reading, happy fucking.

Jay

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Kanavar avar sunniyai en pundaikul iraki ennai sex seiya aarambithaar, avar ennai kiss seiya vilai en mulaiyai kuda avar sappa vilai. En dress kuda avar kayata vilai, ennaiye kayata solinaar. Naane en dress muzhuvathum vetkap patukonde kayatinen. Enaku irukum vetkam avaruku thuli kuda ilai, ennai paduka vaithu kaalgalai virika solinaar.

Naanum en kaalgalai virithu en pundaiyai kanbithen, en meethu paduthu kuthiyil sunniyai soruginaar. Naan paarka oliyaaga thaan irupen aanal en pundai ootai perithaaga irukum, en ootaiku avar sunni poruntha vilai endru thaan sola vendum. Neengala ninaithu paarungal niraiya kanavu vaithu iruntha penirku ithu pondru siriya suniyai ooka anapinaal epadi irukum endru ninaithu paarungal.

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Ipadi irukum pozhuthu en veetirku ethire veedu katikondu irunthaargal, appozhuthu antha buildingil en vayathu aagum paiyanai paarthen. Avanuku vayathu 24 irukum, shirt aninthu tuckin seithu paarkave sexiyaaga irunthaan. Avan sunni pudaithukondu irunthathu, pantil avan sunniiyai thaan en kangal muthalil paarthathu.

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Good morning solum pozhuthu avanum ennai paarthu sirithu good morning, ungal peyar ena endru ketan? Naan pooja endru solinaal. Nice name endraan, pinbu avan peyar vikey endru soli kaiyai koduthaan. Naan udane sutri paarthu vitu kaiyai koduthen, avan kai en kai meethu padukum pozhuthe enaku moodu vara aarambithathu.

En kangalaale avanai kathal seiya aaramibithen, en irunthaalum en kangal avan sunni meethu thaan irunthathu. Avan pant tightaaga aninthu irunthaan, pengal anaivarume aangal sunniyai thaan paarpaargal. Pinbu naan en kanavan kilambiyathum vikeyai sight adika aarambithu viduven, avan ennai paarkum pozhuthu ellam nandraaga sirithu pesa aarambithaan.

Oru naal bike eduthu avan veetirku selum pozhuthu naan veliyil vanthu vendum endre guninthu peruka aarambithen. Avan en mulai kaambai paarkanum endru ulle bra aniyaamal loosaga nighty aninthu avanuku kanbithen. En mulaiyai paarthu oru nimidam avan apadiye phone pesuvathu pola en mulaiyai paarthaan.

Pinbu ennai paarthu pooja unga phone number irunthaal kodungalen endru ketan? Enaku ena soldrathune theriya vilai ena nadanthalum paravailai endru en phone number 965595**** koduthen. Udane Vicky missed call koduthaan, naanum avan numberai en friend ramya peyarai save seithu vaithen.

Avanuku night message seiyathe en kanavan en udan irupaar nee kalaiyil enaku message sei endru solinen. Ithai avan soliyathum purinthukondaan, enaku iravil call message ethum seiyave vilai. Athile vickyai enaku pidithupoi vitathu. Adutha naal mathiyam naan avanuku call seithen, epadi irukiraai endru pesa aarambithen.

Oru vaarathil vaa di po da endru pesa aarambithom, appozhuthu Vicky enaku un lipsai kadikanum di endru solinaan. Ithu naal varai en kanavan kuda ennai kiss seithathu ilai, en ithazhai Vicky kadika aasai patan. Naan sari kadichuko aanal mathiya nerathil en mama mami thungiyathum vanthu kadichuko endru solinaal.

Sari naan lunch mudinthathum un veetirku varugiren endru solinaan, naan thayaraaga bra penti ethuvum aniyaamal nighty matum aninthu avanukaaga kathukondu irunthen. Avan soliya nerathil veetin vasaluku vanthu call seithaan, naan thayaraaga mobile vibratetil potu irunthen, kathavai thiranthu vickyai ulle vara solinen.

Avanum thayaraaga serupai potukonde ulle vanthaan, naan avan kaiyai idithu motai maadiku irukum roomku azhaithu sendren. Room kathavai sathiyathum avanai mobile silent sei endren, avanum silet potu vitu en arugil vanthu en kanathai pidithu ithazhil kiss seiya aarambithaan. Avna sunni viraithu en pundai meethu patu azhunthiyathu.

Avan soothu meethu kaiyai vaithu en pundai meethu sunni padum padi azhuthinen, iruvarum kiss seithu ithazhai sappinom. Vikey en mulai meethu kai vaithu thadavinaan, haaaaaaaaaaaa avan massage seivathu enaku sema moodu vara vaithaan. Pinbu en nightyai kayatinaan, nightiyai kayati en mulai kuthiyai nirvaanamaaga paarthaan.

Hey nee semya iruka endru soli en mulai kaambai vaai vaithu nandraaga sappa aarambithaan. Haaaaaaaa ithu naal varai en kanavan kuda en mulai kaambai sapiyathu ilai aanal en kala kathalan en mulaiyai nandraaga sappinaan. Iru mulaiyaiyum sappi vitu avan sunniyai veliyil eduthu vitaan, naan kama padathil paarthathu pola 7” perithaaga karupaaga sunni viraithu irunthathu.

En thol meethu kai vaithu keezhe azhuthinaan, naanum kutha vaithu en vaaiyai thiranthen. Udane Vicky avan sunniyai porumaiyaaga en vaaikul vitaan, en vaazhvile muthal muraiyaaga sunniyai suvaikiren. Sunni suvai enaku pidithu irunthathu athai azhagaga sappinen, pinbu ennai padukai meethu paduka vaithu sexiyaaga en kaalgalai virithaan.

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Hey ena aachu da endru keten? Ilai enaku vinthu varuvathu pola irukirathu. Unaku vinthu vantha piragu thaan en sunniyil vinthu vara vaipen endru solinaan. En manathai thotuvitan, sari va chelam endru avanai irukamaaga kati pidithu kiss adithen. Mendum avan ennai oothu konde irunthaan appozhuthu enaku moodu thalaiku eri en pundaiyil vinthu vanthathu.

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“Look at that. These cowards have closed shop early, yet again.” I said to myself while looking through a gap in the curtain of my window. “When are they going to learn? My way is the right way.”

I shrugged out of disappointment.

“Anyways, it only gives me more me time,” I said, caressing my half-erect cock.

At that moment I wasn’t wearing any clothes. I walked from room to room in search of something. I tried rubbing my penis, but it wasn’t getting hard. I guess a hot memory of your woman is not enough when you decide to masturbate for the fourth time in one day.

“Where are you, Abha? I know I kept you somewhere here.” I said to myself while searching for a photo book in the kitchen. “There is a cabinet just above the utensils rack that I barely open. Maybe I kept you there.”

While searching, I purposely let my dick rub against the cold metallic utensils. For a moment, it gave me a feeling as if someone else was touching it. It shook, giving a momentary erection. But it was gone as fast as it came. “Do dicks simply stop working at the age of sixty-seven?”

It was an old dusty cabinet with stuff just forced in to make the rest of the house look clean. “What junk! I need to find time to throw out this useless garbage,” I said, looking at all my Karate trophies, certificates, and photographs honoring my service to society.

It was garbage. What was the point in having all the martial arts training if you can’t save your village from some cheap amateur bandits? That’s not entirely true. This fitness training and healthy eating habits have kept me fit and healthy even as I fast approach seventy.

Looking at my naked self in the mirror, I can still say with pride that I am seventy, but I don’t look or feel older than fifty. Somehow nature has gifted me with eternal youth. The only thing that gives away my age is my full grey hair.

That’s why I keep my head shaved at all times. I only keep my thick mustache to twirl with pride.

I let all that stuff fall on the kitchen floor while I looked for that thing. One thing that can make my night a bit more pleasurable.

“Ohh… Abha. By this act. I make you my wife for eternity!” I said while cumming inside my wife’s womb.

The memory is still fresh in my mind – the time when I took my wife’s virginity in an open forest. I kept on looking while remembering that delicate and very dramatic moment.

This happened many, many decades ago. Back then, I was a traveler. I didn’t have a place I could call home. I went from village to village and state to state to display my fighting skills to earn money.

The goal was to inspire others to learn the art of self-defense. That’s the mission my master set me on. But soon, I realized that it was pointless.

People were too happy in their blissful life to learn to fight. Instead, I danced like a clown to earn my daily bread. People used to be impressed by my flexibility and give me money.

On my lucky days, some women would take me behind a tree in the forest for a quick fuck or into their beautiful house for a night of passionate sex. Usually, fighters retain their semen. They say it makes them stronger.

But my master had a different philosophy. He used to say, “Sure, it will keep your virgin body stronger, but sex is the best exercise. It will keep you younger for a longer time.”

Returning to that night, I cursed myself, “What’s the fucking point in being younger if you have nobody to fuck!”

I blamed myself for living two decades post the death of my wife. The shelf was empty, and the photobook was not there. I then went to look elsewhere. On my way, I stroked my cock, hoping I would get aroused by those memories of casual sex with countless women. They weren’t enough.

“Only my wife can get me hard now,” I said, climbing in the attic.

It was just a normal afternoon when I walked through a South Indian forest to the next destination to perform. I got a tip at my last performance that the people at the village I am heading to are wealthy and generous.

I had a huge piece of luggage on my back. It had many things like a pair of clothes, some food, basic cooking utensils, a first aid kit, and many awards and trophies that I took pride in back then. My most prized possession was a big camera that a king gifted me.

Suddenly I heard footsteps fast approaching me. It felt like someone was running. I heard whispers in a female voice reacting to getting hurt on the way. “Ohhh! Ahh! Ouch!”

Quickly I kept my luggage and looked for who it was. From far I saw the most beautiful woman running towards me. She was very young. I was in my early twenties, and probably she was younger than me.

She was a dark-skinned beauty. She had a chubby petite figure. Long black hair tied in two ponies. Her prominent and the most appealing feature were her seemingly recently matured breasts that jiggled as she ran towards me. Those were the times when women in remote areas didn’t wear bras.

She was wearing a beautiful traditional dress which was torn in some places. In her hand was a big red velvet bag that was full to the brim. She had it pressed against her chest while she ran. She appeared terrified as she ran. She looked back from time to time, which made her stumble on the way and get hurt.

She still kept running. Once she was close, I tried stopping her. “Hey, wait, slow down!” I said, standing in her way. But she wanted to run past me. I tried catching her by opening my arms wide. But she slipped past me by ducking through the left side.

Swiftly I turned and grabbed her by her hand. That very instant, she lost her balance, and so did I. We both fell. I, on top of her. Usually, when I am on top of women, they want me to kiss them on their lips. So I did exactly that.

In that pleasurable moment, I shut my eyes and pressed my lips against hers. I could feel my dick growing in her presence. That very instant, I felt a hard slap against my cheek. She threw me on the side and quickly got up. “What are you… you can’t do this to me!” she cried while dusting her clothes.

Quickly she went on to gather stuff fallen on the ground. There were a lot of golden ornaments and some money. All packed in one simple red cloth. She was still hasty and panicking. I got up too.

“Wait! What happened? I can help.”

I tried touching her. But every time my hand landed on her arm, she shrugged me off, saying, “Please don’t touch me like that. I’m a virgin. I’m still nineteen.”

I stood steady while I let her gather all her stuff. Once done, she was about to run, but then I held her in place. “Please, let me go. Please!” she begged, but I had a firm grip on her arms. She had her eyes shut and was constantly looking away.

“Please don’t! Please don’t!” she screamed, thinking I would kiss her again.

I calmed her down and let her tell her story. It was a horrific tale. She introduced herself as Abha Kumari. She was running for over two hours to save her life. She cried uncontrollably while telling her tale.

Her parents had sold all their land in their native place and converted it into money and gold as they looked for a new place to settle. They were heading towards the village where I was going when a gang of dacoits attacked their bus. These people weren’t just stealing but also killing the people.

Fearing for Abha’s life, her mother sent her away with all their valuables while her father distracted the armed terrorists. As she started running, she heard her mother scream, “Run! Abha Run! (in her native language so that the dacoits won’t understand)” followed by gunshots.

She cried while telling her tale. I know I should have listened to her seriously, but I was distracted by her cute innocent face. Those big round eyes, expressive black eyebrows, tiny nose, and rosy lips I had the pleasure of touching a couple of minutes ago.

Watching her, I had this instant gut feeling, “I want to protect her with my life.”

She continued with her tale, but I interrupted her by grabbing her arms yet again. “Abha, look, look at me. I’ll protect you from them.” I made her look into my eyes as I said, “I will protect you till I die. I can. I’m a fighter.”

“Why would you do that?” she said, wiping her tears, “I am not your wife.”

I smiled at her naivety. Then looking at her, I said, “How about… I make you my wife.”

She looked at me with her eyes wide open. She didn’t say ‘yes,’ but she didn’t say ‘no’ either. She simply blushed. I know it was an impulsive decision, but I wanted to do it. Seeing her approval, I took out a red powder I had in my backpack and pressed it against her forehead like sindoor.

She blushed yet again, looking away.

“See. Now we are married,” I said.

I went for a kiss, but still, she didn’t let me. For the rest of the day, we sat waiting for those dacoits. I wore my karate uniform and trained while she watched me with amusement. Well, I was pretty confident that those dacoits won’t come. If they were coming, they would be here by now.

Still, I wanted another taste of her lips. If it meant pretending to be her hero for that, so be it. We waited for a very long time. Till then we sat, we talked, we ate whatever I could get in the forest. Once it was dark, I prepared a soft leaves bed for us to sleep in.

It was a full moon night. We simply lay on the bed staring at the sky. At one point, she turned to me and said, “We are not married yet.”

“Why?”

“Because we haven’t made love.”

Just the thought of making love with her got me excited. She was already comfortable enough to let me run my fingers on her arm. From there, her beautiful breasts were just an inch away. I was waiting for her approval.

“So let’s do that,” I said with a smile.

“Okay. But I don’t know what ‘making love’ means. I asked my mother several times, but she said I was not ready. Do you know how to make love?” she asked innocently.

“Yes. Yes, I do,” I said with a wide grin on my face.

I’m pretty sure she saw lust on my face. I was doing a poor job of hiding it.

“First step is to do what we did before.”

“Kiss?”

“Yes,” I said while gently getting on top of her.

“Okay,” she said, closing her eyes.

The moment was finally here. I pressed my lips against hers, using all my years of training to make it pleasurable for her. While our lips were pressed, I moved those soft lips to breathe into her. She then did the same into my mouth. I could feel her warm breath in me.

I gently moved my hand to cup her boob. It was a handful, comparatively big for a girl of her age. Her thick fabric dress was in the way of me locating her nipple. They weren’t hard yet. There was a torn area in between her breasts. I had the urge to dig my fingers in and rip them apart to expose her breasts.

But then I calmed myself, saying, “Patience…”

I then dug my tongue in through her lips to enter her mouth. Our tongues touched as we had saliva exchange. Our tongues were going deeper and deeper, exploring every inch of pleasure we could get. She was reacting to my every touch and thankfully not resisting. I continued to kiss her neck while slowly unbuttoning her dress.

“What are you doing?”

“I want to see you without your clothes.”

“Why?”

“It is part of the love-making process.”

“But…”

I kissed her lips to shut her up while undressing her. She pushed me back, saying, “But no man has seen me like that. Not even my father.”

“That’s what a husband is for. You get to show yourself without your clothes. You show your body, and I’ll show mine. It is part of the love-making process.”

She agreed to let me strip her. Unwrapping her virgin body out of her clothes was very exciting. The moon-lit night was bright enough for me to appreciate her curves. First, her mature breasts, brown pointy nipples, flat belly, and hairless virgin pussy.

She felt a bit embarrassed as she covered her pussy with her hands. It only made her breasts pop. While admiring her beauty, I, too, undressed. Then moving her hands to the side, I pressed my body on her.

I went for yet another kiss. That very instant, my penis grew, rubbing against her flat belly.

“What is that?” she said, instantly grabbing my shaft.

“All men have that. We use it to make love.”

“How?” she asked naively, looking at me.

“By doing this,” I said while gently rubbing my dick head against her vaginal opening. I knew she liked it.

“No one has ever touched me like that.”

“Now that we are married, no other man can. I will make love to you every day and every night till our time together runs out.”

She blushed while spreading her legs so that I could rub my dick on her pussy a bit deeper. While maintaining strong eye contact, I pushed my big dick inside her virgin pussy. That very instant, she gave out a soft moan.

“Ahh!”

That was the night when we first had sex, consummating our marriage in the presence of the full moon. Just like that, Abha had forgotten the tragic thing that happened with her parents. My virgin wife was ready to begin the new chapter of her life with me.

“Ahh!” I moaned, back in my older self.

Remembering this memory was enough to give me an erection. I stared at the full moon through a window while stroking my cock. I continued to masturbate while remembering all the nasty things I did to my wife during our suhaagraat in the name of the ‘love-making process.’

At one point, I made Abha take the doggy position while I stuck my dick in her pussy from behind. Grabbing her by her hip, I pounded her ass. The pounding made her bubbly butt jiggle.

“Ahh! Ahh! Ahh!” she moaned shamelessly as her voice echoed in the silent jungle.

Her voice was still fresh in my mind as I stroked my cock. I was close to climax when there was a sudden knock on my door. I wanted to finish what I started. But the person outside was impatient. I didn’t find that photo book, but I did get my long karate robe. Wearing that, I rushed to the door.

By rule, the villagers don’t open their doors during nighttime out of fear of being robbed. But I was not scared. I opened the door wide to see who had come. What I saw brought back the horrors that I saw on my virgin wife’s face.

All I could say was, “Minu, you weren’t supposed to come.”

To Be Cont-i-nude

This is just the beginning where I enjoyed myself with my virgin wife. The story continues in part 2. Till then, can you guess who is at the door? Tell me via email at [email protected] or in the comments below. You can also enjoy my other stories here.

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So here I am, back with another storyinvolving my fat, long-haired beauty, Nidhi. Let me recap that she’s 5’4. Her figure is 34-32-38. She has beautiful long hair till her lower back, almost touching her big ass, tied in a bun. I’m 21, 5’11, brown eyes, black hair, round specs, and a 6″ inch.

In the last story, we lost our virginity to each other. We were extremely crazy about each other. We couldn’t keep our hands off each other. But then again, we were in college, and we had that dreaded finals time. During that time, we promised each other to focus.

We maintained contact but somehow controlled our passion for each other. It was difficult, but we knew that once the exams were over. We’d have all the time in the world to ravage each other. I then made up a plan. I decided that after our exams, we’d go to Lonavala for the weekend, book a villa.

The thought that it’d just be us, 2 days, in our private place, with no distractions, made my cock hard. Our parents knew that we were together. They were pretty progressive, so they didn’t mind us going away for the weekend. We were relaxed and at the same time very excited to have each other finally.

Then came the day, finally. I had booked a cab for us, to reach the villa. I picked her up at her place, and boy did she look sexy. She was wearing a tight white t-shirt, a deep neck that couldn’t contain her big boobs. She wasn’t wearing a bra because her nipples were visible.

She was wearing tight jean shorts, which made her big ass look bigger than it was. Her long hair was in a pony. She looked ravishing. Just looking at her made me feel hard. I was staring at her. She came close to me and hugged me. I was already hard by then

Nidhi: Is that something in your pocket, or are you happy to see me, haha?

Me: You know what it is, baby.

I teased her back. We sat in the cab. My arm was around her. She was snuggled in my arms. We were laughing, having fun. We knew we couldn’t do anything right then. We just had to wait till we reached. Still, she looked at me. Without saying anything, she slowly rubbed my cock over my pants with her hand.

Our breaths were in sync. She was edging me, and I loved it. After what felt like an eternity, we reached the villa. It was quite large, with a private pool, a steam room, 2 bedrooms, a kitchen, a garden. We wanted to fuck each other in every room. We closed the door, and without saying anything, she pounced on me.

She looked at me seductively, bit her lower lip, and just started kissing me passionately. I hugged her very tightly, ran my hands through her hair, and kissed her back with vigor. I squeezed her huge ass and bit her lower lip. We broke the kiss.

She looked at me and smiled. She led me to the living room, made me lie on the sofa, and removed my shirt. She kissed my neck, bit it, and licked my chest, nipples, and upper body. Then she removed my pants, smiled at me, and took out my rock-hard cock.

Nidhi: I was hungry for this cock, for you, and now it’s finally mine.

Me: Yeah, baby, I’m all yours now. Suck that cock, baby. I want your tongue around me.

She pulled my foreskin back, kissed the head, and took my whole cock inside. She started to give me a handjob which sucking my cock. She started to spit and drool on my cock. I was moaning in pleasure. At that point, she grabbed my balls. She looked at me again and took my balls in too.

She was giving me a slow, pleasurable handjob and sucking and licking on my balls. I got crazy for her. I pulled her hair tight and shoved my cock in her mouth. I deepthroated her, held her head, and finally came inside her mouth. She was gasping for her breath. Tears came.

I removed my cock. She washed her face, and I pulled her and hugged her tight. We held each other tightly. I whispered in her ear, ” I love you, baby, with all my heart.”

She replied, “I love you too, honey.” And we slept for what felt like an eternity- just hugging and holding each other tight.

“Hey, sleepyhead,” I whispered and woke her up. “Hey baby, you ready for more?” She giggled.

We ordered pizza and opened some beer. I got an idea. I shook the beer bottle hard and opened it, spraying the beer all over her white t-shirt and hair. “V you asshole!” She screamed. In reply, I just tore her t-shirt and grabbed her huge boobs.

“Aah,” she screamed. I let her scream. I wanted to hear her feel the pleasure. I grabbed her beer-soaked boobs and just started to lick them. “Fuck baby!” She screamed. I was licking her wet beer-soaked boobs, just sucking on her nipples and biting them, covering them with hickeys.

She was moaning the entire time. I let her go and ran my hand through her hair.
We were taking it slow. We wanted to enjoy every moment. We had our pizza, and we drank 3 bottles of beer, so we were considerably high. I told her that fucking in a steam room/sauna was one of my fantasies.

It was one of the reasons I booked this villa. We decided to fuck our brains out in the hot steam room. I went in, it had wooden seating areas, and started the steam. In no time, it was very hot, steamy, and humid. I had already stripped down.

And then came in my fat, curvy beauty. My Nidhi had worn just a towel around her breasts, her hair in a loose bun, she was looking sexy as hell. She giggled as she saw my cock rise. “Awww, my baby is so happy to see me,” she smiled and said.

“I surely am!” I replied and just pulled her closer. We were now in sync. Our heartbeats quickened, in sync, or breaths in sync. “I love you so much, honey,” I said and kissed her. My baby was already so sweaty, her hair so damp, she was looking very sexy.

My cock was pressing against her navel, and she moaned. We let each other go and removed her towel. Even though we had fucked a lot, she was looking shy today. That made me want her even more. I wanted to lick her so bad, so I made her lie on her stomach.

I started to lick her neck, and then I started to lick her wet, sweaty back. “Baby, you taste so good,” I said. I moved to her ass. I bit her ass cheeks and gave them a tight slap. “Aah,” screamed my Nidhi. I bit her ass. “Fuck, why’d you bite there?” She asked in pleasure.

I bit her again and licked her ass. I turned her over. Even though she was all wet and sweaty, I could feel that she was completely wet between her thick thighs. Now it was my turn to make her feel good. I sucked and licked on her navel and then entered my tongue in her warm and wet pussy.

Fuck, it smelled so good. It tasted so good. She was moaning like crazy. I kept on licking her faster and faster. She kept her thighs crossed on my shoulders. I rubbed her clit with extreme vigor and licked her deep. She was quivering and moaning in pleasure.

She tightened her grip around my neck with her smooth thighs. “I’m cumming, baby!” She screamed. Her body was quivering, shaking, her eyes rolled up, and she violently came in my mouth. Fuck, she tasted soo good. I came up and kissed her passionately. She hugged me tightly.

“Baby, please, please, I need you in me, please, honey,” she pleaded.

“Of course, honey, patience, all in good time,” I replied.

Then I pulled her loose bun and made her sit on her knees. I always wanted to fuck her huge boobs. I positioned my cock in between her big fluffy boobs.
“Baby, you wanna fuck them?” She asked seductively.

I started to rub my cock in her cleavage, fucking it good. She was moaning. I held her hair bun and started fucking her boobs violently. Our eyes were locked. She was spitting on her boobs. Her hair came undone.

My long-haired beauty was looking so so sexy – wet body, damp, wet long hair. Perfect figure. I was lucky as hell. No amount of words can describe my Nidhi’s sexiness. I was close for the second time. She realized it. She made me stop, and she started moving her boobs faster and faster. I held her long hair tight.

“Fuck,” I grunted and came hard on her boobs and her face. “Baby, so tasty,” she said. She rubbed my cum all over her and licked my cock clean. She was just drenched in my cum and pleasure. I wanted to make my honey happy too. I made her sit up, hugged her tight, and kissed her.

I squeezed her tight boobs and slapped them hard with my left hand. She screamed hard. I was twisting her nipples and pinching them, and she was screaming in delight. I was squeezing them and slapping her big boobs. My right hand went down her wet pussy.

She shivered and looked at me coyly. I smiled, and in one go, I entered 3 fingers in her wet pussy. I started fingering her furiously, faster with each passing second. She was screaming in pleasure. I kissed her tight and squeezed her as I fingered her as if there was no tomorrow. She closed her eyes in ecstasy.

Her pussy was making a wet sound. I could feel it. She was close. All of a sudden, I could feel her cum all over my hand, and she moaned so loud. We were both looking at each other, panting and just taking in all the pleasure. I pulled her close and hugged her for a long time.

We just felt so good, this close together. Her boobs were rubbing against me. Her wet hair was covering me. We didn’t say anything, and we just held each other tenderly like lovers. I was running my hand on her back. She was on my lap, crossed her legs against my waist. And we stayed like that for a long time.

I moved her hair aside, looked at her. It was hard. Now there was nothing to be said. I looked at her and entered my rock-hard cock inside her, all in one go. She moaned and closed her eyes. Then we hugged each other tight, and she started grinding her ass on my cock. Fuck that felt so good.

She was moaning so much. I pulled her wet hair and licked her sweaty neck. While she was grinding, I started thrusting from below. We were in rhythm, just fucking each other’s brains out. I was pulling her hair and biting her cleavage while she was grinding her big ass on me.

I spanked her. I kept on spanking her till both her ass cheeks went red. I took my cock out, turned her around, and made her stand up. I hugged her from behind and rubbed my cock between her ass. I moved her wet hair ahead, grabbed her boobs from behind, licked her back, and shoved my cock in.

I held her from behind and started to fuck her mind out. I was increasing my speed in every thrust. I buried myself in her long wet hair and started to smell it, kiss it, lick it. I rubbed her clit and fucked her at a furious pace and deep. She was screaming, moaning, shouting my name.

I loved to see it. She was mine – all mine. “My body is yours now,” she had told me, and it was true. All that sexy body was all mine. I then turned her towards me. I raised her left leg, held it, and I entered her. We were kissing and fucking hard in that standing missionary position.

I kept on spanking her like crazy while covering her neck with hickeys. I had never seen her scream that much, and that made me fuck her harder. She had already cum 2 more times since then. But I wanted us to cum together. I made her lie on her stomach.

I was on top of her, just feeling her wet body. I entered her tenderly. I held her hands tight and was buried in her long wet hair. She again started to grind, and I started to thrust. But this time, it was slow, sensual. We loved this slow rhythmic pace, just extracting every exquisite pleasure.

She turned her face and kissed me. We were holding hands, kissing, and fucking sensually. I broke the kiss and told her, “I’m close, baby.”

“Me too,” she replied. We knew that we were going to cum together. We started going faster and faster, not breaking our eye contact. I held her tighter and kissed her hard as we both came together. She was shaking and screaming into my mouth.

I was emptying buckets of cum into her. She still kept grinding. I still kept pumping into her till I finished. We broke the kiss. “I love you, babe,” we both said together and laughed. She sat up and held me tightly. I was playing with her hair, caressing it, and kissing her forehead.

We were panting, sweaty as hell. Without saying anything, we just got up, went to our bedroom, and slept, holding each other tight. So that was my story, about the day Nidhi and I made love at a private villa. We did have more sessions after that, but this was the most memorable one.

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For the first few days, Shraddha’s company had given her hotel accommodation. Later she managed to get herself a small room. The room was quite small but very cozy. It had a small kitchenette and en-suite apart from a single bed.

We used to refer to it as ‘Our Home.’ As soon as she moved into it, I received her message. In the office, we avoided each other as much as possible. “Sonu, when would you come to visit our home.” Now that there was a kitchen, she was quite eager to prepare some food for me.

We decided to meet the next day. The next day, I informed my wife that I would be late that evening and have food outside. We decided to leave the office a bit early so that we could get an extra hour together. We walked like any other colleagues walking from work to their homes, discussing office gossip.

I was mechanically following her as I wasn’t aware of her room location. Soon we arrived at the door of a building that had multiple rooms. A staircase led to a single room upstairs which belonged to Shraddha. As soon as we closed the main door, we hugged each other and started planting kisses wherever we could.

Our hands held each other’s heads and were caressing the hair. The other hand was freely roaming on the other person’s back and mostly grabbing and squeezing each other’s butts. We stopped short of kissing each other, but suddenly the flight of stairs seemed a mile long.

And then I did something unimaginable. I lifted Shraddha in my arms and climbed up all the stairs. All the way up to the room, we were laughing, and she was blushing too! She opened the door to her room and welcomed me in. She closed the door behind us and said, “Welcome to Our Home, Sonu!”

She gave me a tour of the house. I said, “Our Home is beautiful.” She came into my arms and placed her head on my chest, and said, “Baby, I love you.” I took her chin and looked into her eyes, and said, “Love you too, sweetheart!” I gently placed my lips on hers.

Her tongue slid smoothly inside my mouth, and my tongue started playing with it. Before things got hot, she broke away as she wanted to prepare something for me to eat. I said to her that I would be willing to let her make the food on one condition. She should make the food nude. She smiled and said, ok.

She took a quick shower and asked me to get one too. I readily agreed and went into the shower. The hot water freshened me up. I wrapped a towel around me and came outside. To my delight, there she was, cutting some vegetables and was completely nude.

I saw her naked backside and felt a movement in my groin. My cock was slowly getting hard! I hugged her from behind and brushed my cheek on hers, and gave a loving peck. She turned slightly and kissed my lips. My arms were around her tiny waist, and my lips were buried in her shoulder blades.

I deliberately avoided touching her at sensitive places. I wanted to be just with her at that moment. I guess she wanted the same. When it was time to put the stuff in the pan, I got an apron and tied it on her front. I did this quite instinctively.

My act so touched her that she took my face in her palms and her eyes were slightly moist. She still let out a sad smile and placed gentle kisses all over my face. While she did this, I gently held her. She then freed herself and proceeded to make some tea for us.

During our distant communication days, she expressed the desire to make tea and food for me if ever we met! She poured the tea into a cup. After making me sit with nothing on, she handed me the cup, took off her apron, and sat on my thighs at a 90 degrees angle. We both had tea from the same cup.

I must say tea never tasted this yum before. After the tea was over, she asked me to lie down. While I did, she kept the cup in the sink and returned. She lay next to me. For a few minutes, we stared into each other’s eyes. Our hands went around each other slowly and started rubbing each other gently.

We lovingly squeezed each other’s butts and slowly inched towards each other. Finally, our lips met. As if a silent revolver was fired to mark the beginning of the race, we attacked each other at one moment. All that restrain which we had exercised so far was gone.

We kissed, groped, squeezed, licked, and bit each other in a frenzy. On that narrow bed, we managed to roll to take turns to be on top. The one on the top crushed the one underneath with their weight. The one underneath kept pulling the one on the top.

Our mouths were clamped to each other most of the time, and our tongues were wrestling within. It was difficult to say whose tongue was inside whose mouth. And when the lips didn’t let go of the opportunity to kiss the rest of the body wherever possible before clamping back for the next round.

Our hands, in the meantime, were roaming all over each other’s bodies. We were pinching each other’s nipples to make them hard. My hands were also enjoying the squeezing of her small, firm boobs. For a moment, our lips separated.

Then her lips clamped over my nipple, and the tongue started making it rock hard with each lick. Her hand was now playing with my cock. It grew slowly but surely in her warm hands. I closed my eyes and surrendered myself to her, occasionally passing my fingers through her hair.

Slowly her tongue started going south, and soon my cock felt its wetness. The touch sent an electric shock through my body, and my whole body shook. She held me firmly. I clutched onto her shoulders. After the first shock, the sensation of her wet tongue was heavenly.

Her lips swallowed my cock right inside her mouth, and it started going up and down. My cock turned rock hard, and it began feeling heavy with cum. By now, she was crazily sucking my cock. I could feel the point of no return and somehow let her know I was about to come.

To my surprise, she took me further in, and our hands clamped into each other. My cock started squirting its milky white juice. She didn’t let it go till she had the last drop in her mouth. I was on cloud 9 with the feeling, but she had a further surprise for me.

After ensuring that the last drop was sucked out, she came up over me and clamped her mouth over mine. She let go of the juices in my mouth, and we started passing it from one mouth to another. This time, I wasn’t gentle on her boobs and gave lots of pain by pinching her nipples hard.

Our mouths had by now started dripping with my cum, and we cleaned each other with our tongues. With her head on my chest and one of her legs between my two legs, we closed our eyes and took a quick nap. The cooker on the gas blew the first whistle, which brought us out of our slumber.

She softly said that let us kiss till the final whistle goes off, and I agreed. This time around, the kisses were silky soft, and the tongues lovingly caressed each other. When the third and the final whistle blew, she got up and turned off the gas. We went in the shower and soaped each other with love and care.

With our bodies fully covered in soap suds, we held each other gently but firmly and enjoyed deep kissing under the hot shower. After nearly 15 minutes, we came out and dried each other in turns. Shraddha felt that it would be easier to have food with our clothes on.

So after nearly two hours of staying naked, we put on our undies, and she put on her bra too. Just like the tea, she took just one plate and served the hot food in that. She offered me the first morsel with her hand. But when I opened my mouth, she had it instead.

After chewing it a couple of times, I passed it in my mouth. And while I finished that yummy bite, she lovingly caressed my face and hair. Then it was my turn, and I did the same. After doing this a couple of more times, we fed each other and licked each other’s fingers.

While reading, this might sound silly, but such acts are quite sensual in those moments. There is so much electricity in the atmosphere. By the time we were done with our dinner, it was 9. I had just one hour left. I lay on the bed, and Shraddha switched off the light, and the room went pitch-dark.

I could hear her clothes rustle. I had pulled over a sheet on me, and she slipped inside the sheet to lie in my arms. The moment she snuggled in my arms, I could make out she was naked once again. Her pointed nipples pricked my chest, and her boobs got crushed between our bodies.

Her smooth, silky thigh went over my legs, and she placed it over my cock. Her hand found my face in the dark. She started caressing it, and at the same time, we started chatting. We both were now completely relaxed and also feeling lazy after the meal.

My free hand was also roaming gently over her body and mostly rested on her round ass. We were deliberately trying not to arouse each other at this stage. We wanted to be in each other’s arms and say sweet nothings.

Being aware that this was one thing I couldn’t fulfill, she still wondered if I could spend the night with her. With a heavy heart, I had to say no to her. Little did we know that soon we would get that opportunity to spend together not one, not two, but three nights. But more about this adventure in the next part.

I had to say no to her request to stay overnight. I said sorry to her, and she shushed me with her finger in the dark. Then gently planted her wet lips over mine. I licked them and then slowly inserted my tongue inside her lips.

Her hand was on my chest, gently awakening my nipples which were beginning to become taut. While sucking my tongue, she started pinching my nipples and then, with her nails, started scratching them. At the same time, her thigh, which was over my cock started moving up and down slowly.

The sucking, pinching, and rubbing were happening at a slow, gentle pace and was causing the desired effect. My cock was slowly coming to life. Its hardness started rubbing against the softness of her thigh. She was snuggled in my arm.

The hand underneath her body could manage to grab the soft round mounds of her ass and squeeze them to her delight. As my hardness grew, her hand found its way inside my undie and grabbed my cock. An electric charge went through my body, and her ass got squeezed harder in return.

She tugged my underwear, and I raised myself slightly. She expertly did away with the underwear. My cock had grown in her hand, and she was rubbing it with an up and down motion. The foreskin had rolled backward, and when her fingers touched the pink part, a tingling sensation went through my body.

By now, I had started kneading her breast. The light brown cherry had become hard as a stone. She came on top of me and teased me by brushing my lips with her nipples. At one point, she inserted one of them in between my lips and softly said, “Sonu, bite it. Give me some pain.”

I sucked it hard and held it with my teeth, and started biting it. She started moaning and kept saying, “Yes, yes, wow, yes, a little bit harder, darling.” One of her hands held my mouth against her chest. The other one was massaging the cock vigorously.

The second nipple replaced the first one at some point, and it also received the same treatment. In the dark, I could feel Shraddha sliding over my body. My hand parted her bums and started fingering her butt hole. She moaned loudly.

While my index finger was in the butt hole, my thumb managed to find its way into her cunt. The juices had made her hairless pussy wet, and my thumb had no trouble entering it. Then after few minutes of this activity, she sat on my cock. It slithered inside her cunt effortlessly.

She started riding my cock and bent forward, and we started kissing each other. While I had to leave soon, our lovemaking was unhurried. We held on to each other gently but firmly. Soon the point of no return came, and I indicated that to her.

Just before my cum squirted, I brought my cock out and sprayed her tummy instead. As soon I was done, she slumped on me. Our bodies had become wet with our sweat. I brought her under me and started fingering her slowly. At the same time, I was sucking one of her nipples.

In few minutes, she clasped my hand. I could hear a loud aah and feel her body stiffen. After few seconds, her whole body relaxed, and she let out a sigh. Now I lay on her chest, holding her around her tummy and planting kisses on her face from time to time.

We spoke for few minutes and then she got up. She switched on the lights and wiped both of us clean. We were both smiling at each other and looking contented. We put on our dresses and hugged each other for one last time. We kissed, and no one was willing to let go. Finally, she shoved me away. I said, “Good-Bye. See you tomorrow,” to her and left.

I hope you enjoyed the story of my erotic affair with my hot colleague.

Hi, this is Riya. I am 32 years old. This is my third story and you will get a lot in the coming days. I am divorced and I have had a lot of experience before and after the divorce. This story is when I started to search for my life partner.

I was 26 years of age and in my native, they knew about my character, and my parents were fed up with searching for boys for my marriage. I took my chance to search from an online portal.

I registered on an online matrimony website (don’t want to disclose the names) and chose the free plan. For a week, I got only one request which I replied to. Their family was orthodox and I didn’t want such a kind of person.

After a week, I uploaded my photos and in 2 of those photos, I was in a tight dress. To my surprise, I got 10 requests on the same day. I kept on accepting and rejecting which I didn’t like. A few started messaging me. For this, I created a separate hangout ID to chat with.

At first, the chats were about the details, and next, I asked personal details about their girlfriends, etc. A few guys answered frankly and I liked it. The next was about virginity. Some just didn’t respond to me when I said I was not a virgin and some responded by saying we can be friends for fun.

I got the first person who wanted my type of girl. He wanted a girl who likes fun and wears revealing dresses and looks hot. So we planned to meet.

I went in my scooty and he came in his bike. I had worn tight white pants which revealed my ass-shape and pussy-shape and black tight top. It was not showing my cleavage but my white bra was visible as the top was a bit transparent.

So I called him near Dona Paul Panjim and I knew many places where we can talk nicely and seduce him. He came and his eyes blushed after seeing me and my dress. He shook his hands and we started walking down.

About the place, it’s a dark place in the night and there are steps going down and a small river over there.

Me: How are you?
He: Good.

Me: Then, what else?
He: Nothing, you are looking great!

Me: Thanks. Me or my dress?
He (smiled): Both!

Me: Then what’s your plan?
He: Nothing. I was looking for the kind of girl like you, who wears modern dresses, likes to have fun, etc.

Me: Ha, same here. I want a partner who likes to have fun always and cares about me.
He: See, I wanted a girl who does everything to me. I like to be a cuckold sometimes. Sorry, if you feel bad.

I was surprised as I wanted the same type. I smiled.

Me: I would love it. Why are you so far? Come closer.

I took his hands and kept them on my waist.

He: Can I keep my hands bit down?
Me: Of course

He kept his hands on my ass and started pressing it. I hugged him and started kissing him.

He: Can we have sex?
Me: I said if you want to marry me, then after the marriage, you can use me like anything.

He: Ok. (There was a sad face). By the way, you have a hot figure.

He slapped on my pussy over my pants. I touched his dick and rubbed it for some time.

He: Let’s go to a restaurant for having snacks.
Me Ok.

He: Can we go in one vehicle?
Me: Ok, which one to take?

He: Let’s go in yours. Let me see how you drive.

He sat behind me and was feeling my thighs and waist. Then we reached the restaurant.

In the restaurant, he was feeling my thigh and said, “Guys were watching you when you came inside. Can you do a favor?”

I asked, “What?”

“Go to the washroom and come. And when you come here, just bend as to adjust your sandals and they will get a good view of your ass.”

I got up and did the same. Once I sat, I peeped and saw those guys were watching me with lusty eyes. We had a separate table so others couldn’t hear our talk.

I saw one aunty had come. She was wearing a t-shirt and jeans and she had huge boobs.

Me: See that lady. How is she?
He: Hot!

Me: What are you seeing?
He: Her boobs. And the zip of her jeans is open.

Then I observed her. Her zip was open.

“I have an idea. She will come and say thanks to you.”

I just slid from the seat, brushing my ass on his face, and went to the lady.

Me (to the lady): Hi, your zip is open. The other guys are secretly watching you. My husband asked me to inform you.”

She said, “Oh, thanks” and put on her zip.

Then we discussed a few financial conditions and I came to know that he was not good financially and there were a lot of loans. So I made my mind to reject him.

After the food, the lady came to our table and thanked him. He was surprised to see her big boobs and tight jeans and ass so close. Then she went. He felt very happy to have a close look at her.

Then I said, “We will meet again next time.” He said ok.

I went home and I messaged him saying, “Sorry, I can’t proceed.” I didn’t say it was because of the financial situation as he may feel bad. He was sad but said ok.

For a few days, he chatted with me, and then I blocked him in hangouts. And my next person for my husband’s position was another guy.

I met him. He was similar to the previous guy. I don’t know why, but I rejected him.

The guy who became my husband was very fast forward that we had started sexting daily. He used to have daily roleplay at the night. He started to gift me hot dresses and make me tease others and share those experiences.

One thing I liked most was he and his dad used to bring call-girls and enjoy together which excited me more. The time came when we planned to meet. Although he too was from Goa, we didn’t meet soon.

As usual, I wore tight jeans and a top and we planned to meet at Calangute Beach. I was shocked to see his dress and car. He had a Fortuner and we had snacks on the beach. He invited me for drinks. I resisted as I had to drive back home.

He asked for a ride in his car and we went on. In between, we stopped at a lonely place and we kissed. He touched my boobs and fingered me. He asked me about my ex-bfs and how many I had and how many I had sex with. He too showed his ex-gf’s pic and told me about his present secretary whom he had an affair with.

We concluded both can have any affairs and should not object to each other.

Later he and his dad came to my house with the marriage proposal and looking at the status and other things, everything went well. His dad was also flirting with me and I also responded well and gained his support.

Let me know your feedback. I will update the next version and other experiences soon.

Hello everyone, I am Sahil once again with another story. I am from Pune working for a reputed leading company in Viman Nagar. I am 25 years old with a little muscular body after workouts and also a 6-inch dick.

This is the story revolving around my new maid Radha. As far as I knew, she is a simple lady who comes to work daily and does her chores. She never takes a leave or makes an excuse not to work.

Now let me tell you more about my maid Radha. She is a bit plump and has flesh at the right places. She has 38C boobs and a huge ass. She always wears a saree with a thin blouse from which the bra was always visible.

It was a Saturday so I had no office work. I was sitting and watching the TV in my room. Mom came and said that she was going outside to get some vegetables for lunch and she left. The main door closing sound came so I thought even Radha had left with her.

As I had 20-25 minutes with me, I thought to watch porn and masturbate. I removed my clothes and started masturbating by watching porn on my mobile. I never knew our new maid was in the house, so I didn’t close my room door.

I was having fun watching Indian MILF porn but suddenly, I realized something was not right. I was feeling someone was watching me! As soon as I raised my head a little, I saw Radha watching me! I got scared because she will either tell my mom or the other ladies in the society where she worked.

I quickly stopped masturbating and wore my clothes again and pretended that nothing happened. Then Radha left. That day, nothing happened but I was shit scared though. From the next day, I don’t know why but Radha was often coming to my room making excuses to clean.

The maid started wearing low-cut blouses and while sweeping my room, she used to leave her pallu very loose and show ample amount of cleavage. Anyone would want to have a glance at her cleavage as they were huge and her poky nipples were seen.

While cleaning my room, she used to give me a naughty kind of smile and pretended to work. That day, I went to the kitchen and was talking to my mom. I asked her what was Radha’s deal?!

Mom said that Radha’s husband married another woman and he was staying with that woman. She was all alone with her two kids.

Now I started wondering why the maid was looking at me while masturbating and showing her cleavage nowadays. Suddenly, I got an idea to have fun with her as she was sexually unsatisfied.

One day, my parents were not at home and Radha came to do the work. That day, she was wearing a light green saree with a thin white blouse. Her cream bra was visible through it. I thought it was my chance to try my luck.

I came to my room and started watching porn and masturbating. After a few minutes, the maid came to my room and saw me masturbating again. I knew that she was standing there and staring at me but I pretended that I didn’t know.

After almost 5 minutes, she called me. I asked what happened but didn’t bother to cover myself and continued my ‘work’. She came to say that the washing powder was over and whether I can get it from the shop?

I said, “I am busy now. I will get it after 30 minutes once I am done.”

Radha with a naughty smile commented, “If your masturbation takes 30 minutes, then god knows how much time you will take during sex!”

I was shocked to hear this from our servant’s mouth but pretended not to show it on my face. I asked her, “Do you wanna see how much time will I take during sex?”

Hearing this, she pounced on me and grabbed my dick, and started jerking it fast! My dirty maid was licking me all around and doing everything fast as if she had not had sex since ages.

I moved the horny maid’s pallu and saw her huge cleavage. That was a big turn-on for me. Radha sat down and started giving me a blowjob. She was so good at it that I just let myself loose and fell on the bed.

After about 10 minutes of the great blowjob, I wasn’t able to control and came into the maid’s mouth. She drank every drop of my cum. After that, I removed her blouse and oh my my, what a pair of gorgeous boobs she had! One boob couldn’t be fit in my hand, it was so huge.

I started sucking the dirty maid’s boobs as even I didn’t have sex since a month and I was completely enjoying it. Radha started giving me a boobjob to make my dick hard again and damn it, she was a pro in it.

After a few minutes, she removed her whole saree and wasn’t wearing a panty. She had a thick bush down there and also hadn’t shaved her armpits. But I ignored it as I eagerly wanted to fuck the sex-starved dirty maid asap.

Radha put a condom on my dick and lied down to get fucked in the missionary position. I tried entering her pussy but it was too tight as she wasn’t fucked since ages.

I opened the drawer and took some oil to put on the housemaid’s pussy and my dick as well. After 2-3 attempts, I pushed my dick very hard. Radha immediately shouted and screamed to remove it but I never listened.

I started stroking slowly and then caught the rhythm and started fucking her. As she had done all the housework, her sweat smell was coming from her and it aroused me. I kept fucking the dirty servant like that and she was shouting,

“Sahil bc chod mujhe, 2 saal se mere pati ne mujhe haath bhi nahi lagaya hain. Meri chut faad de aaj, majn teri randi ban gayi hu aaj ke liye, bas mere chut se paani nikal de.” (Sahil, my husband hasn’t touched me in 2 years. Just tear my pussy as I am your whore today, just make me cum.)

I said, “Tu meri randi aaj ke liye nahi, humesha ke liye hain ab. Tujhe baar baar choduga and ye bada lund tere muh aur gaand mein duga.” (Not for today but you’re my whore forever. I’ll fuck you every time, not only in pussy but in your mouth and ass as well.)

Hearing this, she got more turned on and I changed my position to doggy style as I wanted to fuck the dirty maid’s huge ass and wanted anal sex. I applied some oil on her butt hole because she was a virgin there. I just slightly tried to enter the maid’s big ass but she shouted. It was very painful for her but still, she wanted to try with me.

After a few attempts, I finally entered the maid’s virgin ass hole and started fucking her ass slowly as she was crying.

After 5-10 minutes, I increased my pace and was fucking her fast. It was so tight that I was unable to control myself. I said that I was going to cum.

She said, “Paani mere muh mein nikal do Sahil baba, mujhe paani chakna hain tumhara. Mere bable par bhi daalo.” (Cum in my mouth as I want to taste it and on my boobs as well.)

Within a minute, I removed my condom and came inside her mouth. The dirty whore drank every drop of my thick cum. I have to tell you, she was a pro. She said that it was the best sex of her life as her husband used to cum in 2 minutes and turned around and slept always. (I am always happy to hear that the woman I fuck is satisfied.)

Radha wore her saree and went back to work. Before leaving, that naughty, dirty bitch came back and gave me a blowjob. Now whenever we get a chance, we have a great fuck.

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The story continues from part one. Let’s continue.

“Minu, you weren’t supposed to come.”

All my life of fighting bad guys and saving my people didn’t prepare me for this. In the dark of the night, the person standing at the door was my granddaughter Meena.

As I said, she was not supposed to come. I had sent a detailed letter telling my son not to bring his wife and daughter to the village this year due to the bandits’ issue. These barbaric men didn’t just rob people of their items but also sexually abused defenseless women.

Despite my warning letter Minu was here, alone, in a condition that would scare anybody. My cute naive girl had her beautiful dress torn at places, from her arms, chest, belly, and thighs. There were scratch marks on her arms and legs. Meanwhile, her left breast and pussy were exposed.

There was no lingerie on her. Probably those fuckers took it as a souvenir. The moment was complete horror. I tried to control my emotions that were a mix of sorrow and rage. At that moment, she stood frozen in place, blankly staring at me. She was lost as if sleepwalking.

I gently held her by her shoulders. I called her again. This time more softly with tears in my eyes, “Minu.”

Suddenly as if the ice melted, she fell into my arms while bursting into tears. As I hugged her tight, my hands accidentally touched her bare exposed bum. Quickly I moved them to her back. Pulling her inside, I closed the door behind her.

I carried her and made her sit on a soft chair. She was crying incessantly while looking down. She wasn’t making eye contact. How could she?

I went on my knees to look at her face. Fortunately, her face was unscarred. Placing my one comforting hand on her thigh and another gently caressing her face, I asked, “Tell me, Minu. What happened?”

I accidentally caught a glimpse of her bare pussy. “Now is not the time, you fucking pervert.” I cursed myself.

She didn’t say anything. She just cried. That very instant, I got the same feeling I had when I was comforting my virgin wife Abha When she was running from her parents’ killers in the forest. You know how I comforted Abha. I can’t do the same in the case of my granddaughter Minu.

She didn’t say anything, but I got the gist of what happened. Just the thought of it was making me angrier with every passing moment. “If only those fucking coward villagers had decided to fight back as I suggested. This wouldn’t have happened to my poor Minu.”

I was angry and wanted to do a lot of things. But that wasn’t the time for revenge. Since she had arrived alone at my doorstep, I had to take care of her. I was not worried about my son and my daughter-in-law. I knew that those coward bandits weren’t capable of killing.

Also, last time Minu visited me. She said that she would be old enough to travel alone next year. Probably that is what must have happened. Actually, that is what happened, which I learned the next day.

Minu continued to cry. Her condition was making me cry as well. I was unable to understand what to do next. “I have to be strong. I need to be strong for her.”

I walked to her and made her stand. I spoke in a firm voice, “Stop crying, Meena Murli. You are no longer a defenseless child. You are a strong, capable woman.”

I said while wiping her tears. “Let’s get you out of your clothes, shall we?”

I went to the door to get her bag. There wasn’t any. Fortunately, Minu had left a couple of clothes from her previous visit. She has grown since last year, but hopefully, they will fit. Taking a white nightdress and a towel, I carried her to the bathroom.

Letting her stand, I hung her clean clothes on a hook. I readied a bucket with water, a mug, and a soap. Then I walked out to close the door. Meanwhile, Minu was still standing in the place I left her blankly, staring at the wall.

I waited outside for her to be done with the bath. I waited, but I heard no sound of water. I called her a couple of times, but she didn’t respond. I didn’t want to, but I had to walk in. There I saw her holding my shaving blade in her hand.

“Minu! What are you doing!” I yelled, taking the blade from her. I made her look at me and said, “Don’t even think about that, okay. Don’t even….”

I knew that from this point, I couldn’t leave her unattended. “I have to clean her myself.”

So with her permission, I did everything step by step. “Now, I am removing your clothes. Okay, Minu?”

It was not a hard task. There were barely any clothes on her. What remained were in shreds. Disgusted, I removed and threw them in one corner. Once she was completely nude, I made her sit on a small stool. Then using a sponge, I slowly lathered her body with soap – first her face, then her arms.

Upon close examination, I was relieved to see that the scars weren’t deep. Once done with her arms, I lathered her shoulders with soap. Although I didn’t want to, I knew I would have to touch her breasts. They were round, mature, jiggly, and big for a girl of her age.

Her nipples were brown, pointy, and erect at that moment. I was getting aroused like some college boy seeing breasts for the first time. “This is not right,” I said to myself, shaking my head. Instead, I went around announcing, “Now I am cleaning your back.”

Moving her hair to the side, I started from the neck and cleaned her from top to bottom. Despite her condition, I could still smell the fragrance of the perfume she had put on. My hand got lower and lower but stopped just a few inches shy of her exposed butt pressed on the stool.

I shouldn’t say this, but I was a tiny bit aroused seeing her naked body. I couldn’t believe that Minu had grown into a woman just like her grandmother in one year. The resemblance was uncanny.

Meena was born two years after the death of my wife. Then, I jokingly said, “My wife has returned as my granddaughter.”

It was a joke, but now I am shocked.

A recent trip down memory lane made it easy to compare the same eyes, nose, lips. Even her breasts were identical in shape to Abha’s when she was of Minu’s age. The only difference was her fairer skin which she took from her mother, a Kashmiri. It only made her brown nipples prominent and more appealing.

As I delicately cleaned her breasts, I got the same feeling I got many decades ago during my first night with innocent Abha. That beautiful night when we had sex in the forest. Thankfully I was wearing a long robe because underneath was a raging boner out of my control.

Further, my not ejaculating during my previous fantasy session only encouraged the erection.

“I am going for your legs, okay?”

I then lathered soap on her legs, from thigh to foot, one at a time. I was fast approaching the most sensitive area. Just the thought of it was making me sweat. Still, I knew I had to do it. Gently spreading her legs, I set my eyes on her bare hairless pussy.

I have stared at my wife’s pussy so often that I swear Minu’s was identical to Abha’s. The shape of the area, folds of the lips, and the neat hairlessness of the entire thing.

I didn’t have the courage to announce, “Now I will touch your pussy, okay?”

Without saying anything, I initiated a gentle rub. I didn’t touch her pussy for longer than two seconds. Quickly I got up to pour water on her. While doing that, a sudden thought hit me,

“If some barbaric dacoit has done that evil deed with my little Minu, it means he might have ejaculated inside her pussy.”

I feared the worst-case scenario. “I hope not, but…” it meant that I had to check.

My hands shivered as I bent to face her pussy yet again. First, I gently pressed my finger against her pussy lips. Then slowly, I made my way into the opening. I wasn’t staring at her pussy while doing it. Also, I couldn’t dare to look at her face.

Shoving my finger as deep as it could go, I tried pulling all the stuff out. To my luck, it was clean. I thanked God, thinking, “At least those demons had the decency not to impregnate her.”

A week later, I would come to know that it was not that time of her month to get pregnant.

I still wanted to be sure. So this time, I stuck two fingers instead of one. My fingers were deep inside my granddaughter’s pussy. I don’t know why I had the urge to move them in and out like a fucking penis.

Probably because I did the same to my wife’s not-virgin-anymore pussy during our suhaagraat in the forest. In the name of ‘Lovemaking process.’

The moment I did the movement, suddenly Minu reacted as she kicked me on the floor. I fell hard, and at that moment, my erect dick was exposed to her. Immediately with disgust, she stood up and turned around, facing her bare bum towards me.

“I’m sorry. I’m so sorry,” I said while getting up. I apologized while holding her by her shoulders, but she wouldn’t let me. So instead, I used the towel to cover her body. I gently tucked the towel that covered her delicates. Then I walked her out of the bathroom.

I made her sit on the bed. “I don’t have many options, so I hope this fits,” I said, keeping her dress next to her.

Then I went to dispose of the torn clothes. Carrying them to the roofless, open backyard, I pour kerosene. “I don’t want anything to remind my poor little Minu what happened tonight.”

Lighting the fire, I watched them burn to ash. While watching the fire, I replayed the recent moments I had with Minu. That’s when a thought occurred to me,

“Sex is a very important aspect of a living person’s life. Unfortunately, Minu’s first experience with sex was so horrific that she might be disgusted for life. I fear for her. I fear for her married life,” I said, staring at the fire.

This is not some hypothetical scenario I am imagining. I have seen this happen in front of my eyes to so many victims in the last three months. I wanted to fix this bandits problem, but the villagers wouldn’t listen. Their exact words were, “You might be old enough to die fighting for no reason, but we are not.”

Seeing what happened to those victims, I wouldn’t wish such an ill fate on my enemies, let alone my people. Yet what has happened despite my warning letter.

“I need to fix this.”

“But how?” I asked myself.

I knew how but I wished there was an alternative. Staring into that, fire I remembered all the quality time I spent with my little Minu in the past years when she had come to visit.

The flashback started from the newborn Minu as she grew up with every passing year, to the present when I watched her in that horrific condition at my door. The final memory was of Minu holding my razor blade in her hand,

“Minu!”

I shouted as I rushed inside. Fortunately, she did nothing to harm her. She was simply sitting with that towel wrapped around her recently cleaned body.

I knew what I had to do. I didn’t have the courage to initiate. So instead, I paced back and forth in the bedroom in front of her. While planning out what to do next, I heard the first words in her sweet soothing voice.

“What is it, Appa? You look worried,” she said, looking at me.

Appa is what she calls me as I call her Minu. All of a sudden, Minu seemed normal now. Probably she saw me burning her torn clothes through the window.

“Minu.” I went to her and hugged her tight, “Please don’t ever not talk to me again.”

The way we were positioned, her hands were wrapped around my hip while my now soft penis was pressed against her breast. She had bent forward to hug me. As I looked down, I could see her deep cleavage through the towel.

This was getting me excited. Before I could get a full-blown erection, I unwrapped her hands and took a few steps back. Then I bent low to talk to her.

Me: Are you okay, Minu?

Meena: Not entirely, but better.

Me: Why did you come alone? What happened out there?

Meena: It was very scary, Appa. It was dark so I didn’t see much, but I felt everything. Everything!

She cried as a tear oozed out of her eye and rolled down her cheek. I quickly wiped it.

Me: No more crying, okay. Forget whatever happened. You are a strong girl. You are my Minu.

Meena: Yes. (taking a deep breath) I will forget. I have to forget because nobody can know what happened. Nobody in the world, not even my parents, should know about this.

Meena was disturbed by the trauma of the recent past. But more so was worried about how her parents would react and how the world would treat her if they learned that she was sexually abused. Hence, she was relieved when I burned the only evidence of that event. I simply agreed.

Me: Okay.

I said, gently rubbing her thighs. As I did that, the towel wrapped around her hip parted to the side, exposing her fair skin. Now, this position wasn’t comfortable either. Her bare pussy was just sitting exposed in front of me.

Meena: I will forget, but I will never have sex ever again.

“How can you say that….” I said, standing up with shock. Although she was better than before, I couldn’t set her mind to live a sexless life. “… you can’t do that.”

“Wait… How do you know about sex?” I asked in a serious tone.

“Appa. I’m nineteen. I have been to school. They teach us that now.”

“About sex?”

“Yes.”

I was shocked to see how open our educational system has become. “They talk about sex at school now.” I chuckled, remembering my wife, who was the same age as Meena was now, when she said, “I don’t know what ‘love making’ means.”

“Still, I will never have sex again.” She spoke casually but in a determined voice.

I took a step back. I shut my eyes to remember all the lovely moments I had while having sex. Remembering all the pleasure, I spoke with a wide smile.

“Sex isn’t just something we have to do. Sex is necessary for a happier life. The pleasure one feels when naked bodies touch so intimately is unlike any other. Once you experience that beautiful moment, you can’t turn back. You shouldn’t. Losing virginity is the happiest moment of one’s life.”

“Not to me. Also, I’ve heard my biology teacher repeat over and over again that sex is a very painful act.”

I got so carried away with my thoughts that I didn’t consider Meena’s situation. Her experience of losing virginity was bad. “This can’t be her first memory of sex. It has to change. It has to change!”

I said as I rushed and sat next to her on the bed. Suddenly I got a feeling of sitting on hollow wood. That’s when it struck me, “The secret compartment.”

Me: You think sex is a painful act, right?

Meena: Yes.

Me: What if I show you that proves otherwise?

Meena: Let me see.

Me: Quick. Stand up!

I made her lift the bed as I opened a secret compartment to take out the most prized possession of mine – a photo book. As we sat again, I kept this book on her lap. Before she opened it, I kept my hand on it and said.

Me: Promise me you won’t talk about this to anyone. Not even to your parents.

She nodded in agreement. Once I allowed her, she turned the cover to see the first picture. It was of two youngsters naked in a forest, kissing. Their bodies were pressed against each other as if one.

Looking at it and then at me, she spoke with excitement, “Is that you, Appa?”

“Yes.” I smiled, “And that’s your Amma.”

As pages turned, Minu saw more of her naked grandparents. Thankfully she was not disgusted. Why would she? In those photos, we were in our prime shape and beautiful. We were very creative when taking our photos in various sexual positions.

The photos weren’t just of our time in the jungle. These were a series of naked pictures we took of ours throughout the ages. With time, the camera technology changed as the picture quality got better.

The final photo was taken on Abha’s 40th birthday. That’s when she said, “I’m getting too old to pose for nude photos.”

“I’ll still love to see you as you love me.” I tried to convince her several times, but she didn’t let me.

Watching Meena’s excitement, I made her look and me and say, “Look at your Amma’s smile. Now, do you think sex is painful?”

“No!” she cheered.

It was strange how Meena had completely forgotten that traumatic memory. As a matter of fact, she also forgot that in the excitement of watching photos, she dropped her towel a while back and was sitting naked in front of me.

The only thing hiding her pussy from me was the photo book. “It’s only fair. Since I showed her naked me, she is showing me her naked self.”

I don’t know when, but I stopped looking at my photos and started staring at Minu’s breasts.

Despite reaching the end, Meena had no intention to stop. She kept on looking through the photos and stopped, especially where my dick was prominently visible.

“Wow! Appa, you look so young,” she said casually, slapping her palm on my lap. Accidentally though, she missed the mark, and instead, her palm landed on my raging boner. She quickly took her hand back as I got up.

Watching her, I could see that her pussy was getting wet. Unknowingly she had stained the bed sheet she was sitting on. Clearly, the pleasure of sexual desire was surfacing in Minu. I couldn’t let this opportunity go to waste. I had to convince her to take back her words of not having sex ever again.

Me: Are you now convinced that sex is good? That sex is something one should not give up after one bad experience.

She gave me a mischievously seductive look – something she copied from one of the photos of her grandmother. She was maintaining strong eye contact, she said, “I have seen it but not felt it yet.”

Me: You will, soon.

Meena: When?

Me: Once you are married.

“Married!” she got annoyed. Putting the book to the side, she got up and walked towards me. I moved back until I hit the wall. Meena came very close to me. Looking at me, she spoke, “Amma experienced it when she was nineteen. I’m nineteen. Shouldn’t I experience the pleasures of sex now?”

She gently placed her hands on me. She moved her palm as if she was trying to locate my dick under the robe. I never saw this naughty side of Meena before. She was shamelessly standing naked in front of her grandfather.

Clearly, her school didn’t teach her that sex between blood relatives is called incest and incest is taboo. At that moment, I even doubted if she lost her virginity to one of those bandits. To clarify, later, I learned that she lost her virginity in that horrible way.

But it is also true that Meena was infamous in her junior college. Teasing boys by shamelessly kissing them, getting them aroused, and leaving their erect dicks hanging, unsatisfied. She took pride in saying that she made many nerdy boys stain their pants in the class by inappropriately touching them in public.

I shouldn’t say this, but probably it was her karma that punished her in this horrible way. Whatever the case, Meena was recovering from the trauma at a surprising rate. Her slutty side was slowly returning as she slipped her hand inside my robe and got hold of my dick.

At that moment, my dick had gone soft out of fear. But then she squeezed it, making it grow rock hard instantly. Meena might have taken the looks from her Amma, but she took her perverted nature from her Appa. It was only fitting that I should fuck her, if not her first, then at least the first time the right way.

Immediately I disrobed, showing off my naked self to her. She mischievously bit her lip. Then she made a pout asking me for a kiss. She was at least a foot shorter than me. So I picked her up and placed her on the table.

Then pressing my dick against her belly, we kissed. Despite me being an old experienced guy, Meena was teaching me the pleasures of a passionate liplock. She moved her legs wide, making my dick land on the heavenly gates of her pussy.

It’s almost as if she was forcing my dick in without letting me know it. The things these kids know these days are just amazing. She stroked my cock while we continued to kiss. Pulling her lips apart for a moment, she spoke, “You are still young down here.”

“Let’s get a bit comfortable,” I said, carrying her to the bed.

After gently placing her, I went on top. From her lips, I moved to kiss her neck. At that moment, my hesitation to commit incest was overpowered by my insatiable thirst to feel the body of my wife reborn.

From that point, I did everything to my beloved Minu that I did to my wife. Down from the neck, I started kissing her breasts while I squeezed them together with my hands. She reacted to my with every touch with soft moans. I sucked on her tits until both her nipples were hard.

Sensing that I was breasts obsessed, Meena pushed my bald head to go further down. Going with the flow, I dug my tongue deep in her belly button.

She giggled, saying, “It tickles.”

Moving on, I had reached the spot. I spread her pussy wide open to look deep. Then using my two fingers, I shoved them in.

“Ah, Appa! You are so naughty,” she moaned.

“Not Appa,” I said, looking at her. “Call me Janardhan or Janu.”

Janu is what my wife used to call me whenever we had sex. At that moment, I wanted to experience having sex with my wife, not with my granddaughter. She plainly obliged.

“Ah, Janu! I want something big. Why don’t you use your dick instead?”

I stopped and went up, looking angrily, “Is this the way to talk to your grandfather?”

“No…” she replied seductively, “But those grandfathers usually don’t fuck their granddaughters.”

To Be Cunt-i-nude

What do you think? Will Janardhan fuck his granddaughter? Is Meena’s grandad a bull? The story will continue in the next part. Till then, tell me what you think about the story so far via email at [email protected] or in the comments below.