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Hi all! This is Raju again with a new story. I am married for more than 2 years now and is a proud father. Last year, I took my wife on a trip to an island. She is very innocent and conservative. She never agrees to wear modern clothing. But as per my request, she agreed to do it this time as our trip was outside our country’s border.

So once we reached there, we refreshed ourselves and went for a long walk along the coastal area. As per my request, my wife wore a short navy blue skirt and a white t-shirt. We saw almost all the fun events. In a corner under a coconut tree, there was a gang playing loud music and dancing. We stayed near them and watched the event.

A couple of boys were watching my wife while dancing. Even though several people were standing around, they stopped dancing and came near us. They started a friendly chat with us and we also enjoyed their company.

Later, we returned to our cottage along the beachside. It was clearly visible from the place where we were earlier. In the room after looking at so many hot girls on the beach and so many eyes on my wife, I put her in the bed and fucked my wife like a bitch. To be honest, she is a tigress in bed.

After tiresome sex (only one round), we slept hugging each other. After some time, someone knocked on the door. I went and looked through the hole. It was one of the guys who was with us a little while ago at the dancing event. I just informed my wife. She was fully nude after the tiring sex. She went inside the bedsheet.

I opened the door and he asked me whether he can use our toilet as it was urgent. I looked at my wife and she nodded in agreement.

So I let him in and he ran directly into the washroom. I came back near the bed. My wife whispered, “I am fully nude.”

As I was in boxers, I was not worried about it. But my wife was not so. So I asked her to wear the skirt and t-shirt in a hurry as he can come out any moment. So she left her bra and panty on the floor and wore the t-shirt and skirt in the bed itself.

My wife then said that she had left her clothes which she wore during our travel in the washroom. So I just sneaked into the bathroom and saw that the foreigner guy smelling my wife’s panties! I got some strange feelings and told my wife about it. My wife said, “Ask that bastard to come out and bring those clothes with him.”

So I knocked on the washroom door and asked him would he mind if I come into the washroom for a second. He said no and opened the washroom door, pretending like he was using the toilet.

He held the door and stayed at the door when I got in. From the door, he could clearly see my wife. He was continuously staring at my wife’s innerwear lying under the bed. My wife realized it and jumped out of the bed to take it. While she was bending, he clearly saw her cleavage and back legs in the dressing table mirror.

In the meantime, I walked out of the washroom with my wife’s clothes and let him inside again. I put the clothes in the laundry basket and held my wife. Her nipples were clearly visible from the white t-shirt.

The foreigner guy came out of the washroom and said, “Thanks.” He also said that we are really good people and while talking, he looked deeply at my wife’s nipples. My wife realized it and she too felt a little bit excited. Even my manhood became so erect! It was clearly visible through my boxers.

He searched something from his shorts pocket and took out a visiting card. He gave it to me and said that he was a professional massager and asked us to call if required.

Then he left our cottage. I locked the door and came back. My wife seemed to be a little bit nervous. I asked her, “What happened?”

She said that the masseur guy was continuously staring at her nipples and cleavage while she was bending down. She noticed my erection as well. I stayed at the same place (at the bathroom door) where he stayed earlier and asked my wife to bend down at the same angle. Then only I realized that her thighs too were visible in the mirror.

I told my wife and kissed her to reduce her excitement and anger. But her response was totally different. She kissed my back and pushed me on the bed. When she climbed on my stomach to kiss me, I realized the wetness down her.

I touched my wife’s vagina to double-check it. Yes, she was wet because of these hot events. I turned back and put her on the bed. I kissed her once again like a mad dog and sucked her breasts. Even though we had sex a little while ago, both of us were turned on by these incidents.

I kissed her all over the body and started to lick her vagina. She pushed my head towards her vagina. But I went back to her face and asked her why don’t we have a massage session with the foreigner. In sexual ecstasy, she said, “Ok! But fuck me now da.”

I said, “Let’s finish the massage and fuck. Because when you and I are horny, we can really enjoy this massage.” She nodded in agreement.

Both of us were really excited. Even I doubted whether it was a dream or not!

I called him and said that we need a massage.

He asked, “Now or later?” I said, “Now.”

He agreed and said wait for 5 minutes and he will come to our cottage with the necessary things for the massage. I kissed my wife and said, “Whatever happens, enjoy baby.”

She said, “Honey! If I feel too horny, I will signal you. If possible, ask him to go out or ask him to stay in the corner. But fuck me. Because already my vagina needs your cock. So, please dear. If I couldn’t tolerate it, please fuck me immediately.”

I asked, “Would you mind him touching you all over your body?”

She said, “No, as long as you are with me and okay for it. And if I feel shy, I will close my eyes.”

My wife held my cock and took it out of my boxer. When she put her tongue on my cock, the doorbell rang!

To be continued in part 2.

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Madhavi aur Jethalal ke affair ke baare mein padh ke I hope sabhi ko maza aaya hoga. Ab uss affair ko kafi samay bit gaya hai. Chalo chalte hai Jethalal ke param mitra ke ghar, Mehta Sahab.

Tarak Mehta ko toh pura Mumbai pechanta hai, bohut famous writer hai. Ab dekhte hai unke ghar pe kya ho raha hai.

Mehta sahab unke ghar pe baith ke article likh rahe the. Anjali kitchen se aati hai aur uske bagal mein baith jaati hai. Aur uske haath mein chai ki pyali hai. Uske samne rakh deti hai.

Mehta: Kya Anjali aaj bhi green tea? Kal hi tumne kaha ki Mrs. Chopra jo tumhari saheli hai uske sath sex karke aao aur maine kiya. Takriban 500 calories burn hui hai meri aur fir bhi green tea. Hadd hai yaar!

Anjali: Are haa bhai haa, maanti hu aapne 500 calories burn ki. Par usko bacha ke bhi rakhna padega na. Mrs. Chopra jaisi shaadi-shuda aurte jo aapke sath sex karne ke liye ready ho bohut kam hai. Maine aapko bola tha Madhavi bhabhi ke sath kar lo par aap maane nahi.

Mehta: (mann mein) Kaise maanta Anjali, Jethalal ki najar jo thi uspe.

Anjali: Agar unke sath karte toh aapko Mrs. Chopra ke paas jaana nahi padta na. Thane mein rehti hai isliye har weekend jaate hai. Toh pure hafte ki sirf 500 calories agar Madhavi bhabhi hoti toh pure hafte ki 3500 calories. Samajh rahe ho Maths, Mr. Mehta.

Mehta sirr hilate hue green tea peene lagta hai.

Anjali: Aur aap jaante hai ki mujhe sex mein itni ruchi hai nahi aur main bisexual hu. Aap ye bhi jaante hai isliye aapki sehad aur pet balance rakhne ke liye. Maim aapko nayi nayi aurto ka chakar batati hu. Because sex is a good way to burn calories.

Mehta: Toh koi hai na aur jo paas mein hi ho?

Anjali: Abhi kitty party thi kuch mahino pahile. Toh maine Madhavi bhabhi se baato – baato mein nikal liya tha unki sex life ka. Bhide bhai unke sath sex karna pasand nahi karte.

Mehta: Kamaal hai Bhide aisi mast biwi hai fir bhi.

Anjali: Mujhe toh shaq hai unka kahi bahar affair hoga.

Anjali, Mehta ko dekhti hai aur thoda sochte hue bolti hai.

Anjali: Waise kal raat ko aap sapne mein Babita kyu bol rahe the?

Mehta: Tum bhi jaanti ho aur main bhi, Babita ji ke aam uuumm, sapne mein woh mujhe boobjob de rahi thi. Bura mat maano par unke aam tumse bade hai toh mera lund ekdum perfect fit.

Anjali: Are ismai bura maane wali kya baat hai, mein khud aapko dusri aurto ke sath set karti hu. Par Babita ji bohut secretive hai unse kuch baate nikalna asaan nahi.

Mehta thoda sochta hai aur fir uth ke khada ho jaata hai. Anjali usko dekhti hai.

Anjali: Kya hua kaha jaa rahe ho?

Mehta: Iyer toh conference ke liye bahar gaya hai chalo dekhte hai agar kuch ho paata hai toh.

Anjali bhi khushi ke maare uchal padti hai aur dono poch jaate hai Iyer ke ghar. Babita darwaaza kholti hai aur dono ko andar invite karti hai. Anjali aur Mehta sofa par baith jaate hai. Babita chai banane andar chali jaati hai.

Anjali: Taarak pata kaise chalega ki woh interested hai ki nahi?

Mehta: Jaisa main bolta hu vaisa karo.

Mehta, Anjali ko apna plan samjhta hai. (Background music of Tabla on)

Anjali: Are waah old school, purana idea hai par hamesha kaam aata hai.

Mehta haste hue uth jaata hai aur kitchen ki aur badta hai. Anjali sofa par aaram se baith jaati hai. Babita kitchen mein chai bana rahi hoti hai. Mehta peeche se jaata hai aur uske bagal mein khada ho jaata hai.

Mehta: Khamakha aapko takleef dedi humne aake.

Babita: Are takleef kaisi, vaise bhi society mein bahute saare log out of town hai. Toh ghar pe baith ke bore ho rahi thi, aap log aaye toh acha laga.

Mehta: Woh main andar isliye aaya kyuki Anjali toh ghar pe chai pilati nahi masale wali agar aap.

Babita muskurati hai aur uper ke cupboard se masale ka diba nikalne lagti hai. Abhi Babita ne tight pant aur tshirt pehena tha. Aur woh diba nikalne ke chakkar mein haath upar karti hai. Mehta ko mast side se pure tight figure ke darshan ho jaate hai.

Babita: Lagta hai masale ka diba andar tak gaya.

Mehta: Main madad kar deta hu na.

Ye bolke Mehta, Babita ke peeche jaake khada hota hai aur apna lund Babita ki gaand par tika ke upar dekhne lagta hai. Babita ye mehsus kar leti hai aur uski aakhe badhi ho jaati hai. Mehta ne track pant peheni thi toh uska tight lund ekdum se Babita ki tight pant pe lag raha tha.

Mehta jaan bhuj ke upar neeche ho raha tha aur bol raha tha, “Kaha hai masale ka diba?” Apna lund upar neeche karke Babita ki gaand pe ragad raha tha. Babita usko ghum ke ek look deti hai. Mehta darr ke maare peeche ho jaata hai.

Babita: Vahi toh thi, aur ruk kyu gaye dhundna aao dhundo.

Mehta ko green signal mil gaya tha woh vapas se Babita ki gaand pe apna lund ragadne lagta hai. Iss baar Babita apne hotho ko daato mein dabate hue maje leti hai. Woh upar dekhna bandh kar deti hai aur kitchen counter ko pakad ke Mehta ke ragadne ka maza leti hai.

Mehta: Nahi mil raha hai masale ka diba Babita ji.

Babita: Are dhundo na uuummm thoda aur paas aao.

Mehta apna lund aur daba deta hai Babita ki gaand pe. Babita ekdum se khadhi ho jaati hai. Mehta peeche se Babita ke boobs pakad ke dabane lagta hai aur Babita maze mein siskariya bhar rahi hoti hai. Kapdo ke upar se hi dono lage pade hote hai.

Anjali abhi kitchen mein aati hai aur ye scene dekh leti hai. Anjali chilati hai, “Taarak!”

Dono Anjali ki awaaz suun ke rukh jaate hai. Taarak peeche hath jaata hai.

Anjali: Ye kya ho raha tha.

Babita: Anjali bhabhi please aisa kuch mat samjhiye woh bass.

Anjali: Bass kya Babita ji, aap mere pati ke sath. Chi sharam nahi aayi aapko.

Anjali, Mehta ke paas jaati hai aur kass ke usko tamacha maarti hai, “Mere aam, Babita ke aam se chote hai isliye aap aise maje karte ho.”

Anjali rote – rote kitchen se bahar chali jaati hai. Babita uske peeche daudti hai usko samjhane ke liye. Anjali ka haath pakad ke woh usse ghuma deti hai.

Babita: Please, please. Anjali Bhabhi society mein ye kisiko mat batana, varna Iyer mujhe ghar se nikal dega please.

Anjali rone ki acting kar rahi thi par Babita sahi mein aasu baha rahi hoti hai. Babita uske chehre se aasu pochti hai. Babita aur Anjali ekdum kareeb khade hote hai. Anjali jor jor se ro rahi hoti hai aur Babita usse shaant karne ke puri koshish karti hai.

Kuch sujha nahi isliye Babita, Anjali ko kiss kar deti hai. Dono aurte ke hoth mil jaate hai. Abhi aap sabne padha hi tha ki Anjali bisexual hai. Toh woh bhi kiss karna start kar deti hai. Babita bhul jaati hai ki Anjali usse kyu ghussa thi aur Anjali ko jo chahiye tha woh mil raha hai.

Anjali aur Babita ek dusre ko dekhti hai. Babita usse smile deti hai.

Anjali: Isliye saare mard aapke dewaane hai, aam toh badhkar hai hi par hoth bhi mast.

Ye bolke Anjali aur Babita dono fir se smooch karne lagti hai. Anjali apne haath Babita ke tshirt ke andar daal ke uske boobs dabane lagti hai. Babita bhi apne hoth khol ke Anjali ki jubaan chusti hai. Dono maje mein siskariya bhar bhar ke kiss karti hai.

Babita apna tshirt nikalti hai aur Anjali usko help karti hai. Babita, Anjali ka dupatta khich ke side mein fek deti hai. Dono sofa ke paas jaate hai, Babita sofa par baith jaati hai aur apni pant nikalne lagti hai.

Anjali apni salwaar kameez nikalne lagti hai. Dono nangi ho jaati hai. Anjali, Babita ki godh mein baith ke kiss karne lagti hai. Dono ke aam ek dusre pe ragadne lagte hai. Jor jor se moan karne lagta hai.

Taraak ka plan successful ho chuka tha. Woh apne kapde nikal ke samne ki taraf baith jaata hai. Apne lund ko dheere dheere khuja raha hota hai. Babita aur Anjali kiss kar rahi hoti hai. Dono rukh jaati hai. Babita, Taarak ko dekhti hai.

Babita: Are Mehta sahab, aap vaha kyu baithe ho?

Mehta: Are main next part mein le lunga. I mean aap apna kar lo fir Anjali ke baad main aapke sath.

Anjali: Haa Babita ji inka kya hai ye raat bhar aapki le lenge par abhi mujhe khana bhi banana hai. Vaise bhi aap humare ghar pe hi khana khane aane wali thi.

Babita: Ye bhi theek hai abhi patni fir pati.

Ye bolke Babita, Anjali ko sofa pe gira deti hai aur uspe chad jaati hai. Dono nangi aurte dekh ke Mehta ka lund tight ho jaata hai aur woh hilane lagta hai.

Babita aur Anjali scissor position mein aa jaati hai. Babita ka ek pair jameen pe hota hai aur dusra Anjali ke dusre pair ke upar. Dono aurte apni chuth ragad, ragad ke maje kar rahi thi.

Babita: Aaahhh, fuck yeah baby. Oh, that is so good.

Anjali: Babita ji kitna maza aa raha hai sach bolu humara plan hi tha.

Babita: Kaisa plan, Anjali Bhabhi?

Mehta: Are main batata hu, Anjali kitna khayal rakhti hai meri sehad ka, isliye sex is the best way to lose calories Bolke mujhse bohut chudwati hai.

Babita: Oh wow, pahile bolte toh ye jaldi hota Mehta sahab.

Mehta: Ji der aaye durust aaye, aaj raat ko itne dino ki khaami puri kar denge.

Mehta ko office se phone aata hai aur woh nikal jaata hai baat karne. Idhar Anjali abhi aakhe bandh karke maze le rahi thi. Babita uski taange pakad ke mast ragad rahi thi.

Anjali: Aahhh, Babita ji aaahhh itna jor jor se, jara dheere dhakke do na.

Babita: Kya karu Anjali Bhabhi, jab se Iyer conference gaya hai tabse sukha pada tha.

Thodi der scissor position mein karne ke baad dono aurte position change kar leti hai. Abhi Anjali, Babita ke upar lait ke usske aam chuss rahi hoti hai. Aur Babita apne haath Anjali ke badan aur baalo mein ghuma rahi hoti hai.

Anjali: Uuuumm, inn aam ke kitne dewaane hai Babita ji, Iyer bhai bohut mehnat karte hai inn aamo pe.

Babita: Iyer toh tuut padta hai.

Anjali chusna bandh karti hai aur Babita ko dekhti hai. Woh boobs dabati rehti hai Babita ke taaki woh hawas mein magna rahe.

Anjali: Iyer bhai ka bada hai ki chota hai?

Babita: BBC hai Iyer ka, bura mat maano par Mehta Sahab se badha hai.

Babita, Anjali ka muu pakad ke vapas apne aamo pe rakhti hai. Anjali chusna shuru karti hai.

Aur iss tarah Anjali aur Babita ki pehli lesbian sex kahani shuru hui. Aur abhi aap sabhi ko pata chal gaya hoga ki Taarak ka kufiya agent hai kon. Agle episode mein dekhiye ki kaise Taarak aur Babita chudai karte hai.

Aur konsa naya twist aata hai jiske vajah se Anjali ko society ke kisi aur member ke samne nanga hona pada. Jaane ke liye padhte rahiye.

Till next time, be safe, and be happy. Thank you!

Arun’s heart stopped as he peeped inside. He saw his little sister lying naked on the bed. His worst fantasies have come true.

First, his wife, Kavita, was taken by Reddy on his bed in front of him. Now his little sister, Ayushi, was taken by Suresh. He slowly walked back to his room and saw his wife Kavita sleeping. He looked at the time. It was 5:00 AM.

Arun lay on his bed and thought about what his life had turned into. Everything was happening so fast that he didn’t even get time to digest it. He had just got relaxed when Reddy had left the city after he fucked Kavita on the same bed where he was lying now.

But now, his mind couldn’t get his sister’s image out of it. Why was she fucking Suresh? When did it all start? Did Suresh force himself on her? Too many questions. Not even in his wildest dream, Arun had imagined that he would be seeing her little sister with Suresh.

His cock was still hard. Firstly Kavita didn’t let him masturbate when she narrated how Reddy had fucked and cummed inside her pussy. And then he saw Ayushi lying naked on her bed after her session with Suresh.

Arun stroked his cock and tried to think about the reason behind his hardness. Was it because of his wife? Or was it because of seeing his little sister naked?

Arun couldn’t figure it out. He closed his eyes and imagined both Kavita’s and Ayushi’s naked bodies as he shagged his cock, and it didn’t take him long to cum. He fell asleep as soon as he came.

Arun had to go to his office early in the morning. So he got up by 8, he couldn’t get much sleep. Kavita was still sleeping. He got ready and went into the hall. His mom, Ragini, and elder sister, Avantika, were in the hall.

He enquired about Ayushi.

“She’s sleeping,” his mom said.

Then he asked about Suresh to Avantika.

“He is sleeping too. He came in late last night.” Avantika said as she sipped her coffee.

“So, will you guys be staying?” Arun asked his elder sister.

“No, we will go back today. We are going to the village tomorrow to meet Suresh’s parents,” Avantika said.

“Oh, ok,” Arun said and got ready to go to his office.

Ayushi got up an hour after Arun had left. She lay on her bed and ran her fingers through her body. She remembered how she spent last night getting fucked by her jiju. TWICE.

Her body was very tired, and she wanted to rest more. Her hand crawled inside her pajama, and she pushed a finger in her pussy.

“Ummmmm,” She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. She felt so good as she imagined how Suresh had fucked her twice and he had cum inside her pussy the second time.

She brought her finger out and smelled it. She rolled her finger on her lips and then licked it. Her pussy became wet as she licked her fingers, imagining her jiju’s cum on them.

“Ayushi,” Avantika called out from the hall, and she came back to her senses.

She quickly straightened herself on the bed and pulled her blanket up to her shoulders. Avantika came in the very next moment.

“Get up, Ayushi. It’s 11 already,” Avantika said as she sat beside her little sister on the bed.

“Yeah, di,” Ayushi said, yawning and stretching her arms.

“Get ready fast. We will be leaving in some time,” Avantika said.

“Oh, so soon?” Ayushi asked.

“Yeah. We have to visit Suresh’s parents,” She said, pulling Ayushi’s hand.

“I am up,” Ayushi said

“Good,” Avantika said and kissed her little sister’s forehead, and then walked out.

As she walked out, she saw Suresh coming out of the room. “I was coming to wake you up,” Avantika said and as she walked towards him.

Because there was no one else in the hall, they shared a deep and wet kiss. Avantika rolled her hands around her husband’s shoulders. And Suresh, too, pulled her by her ass.

“Easy, tiger,” Avantika said as she pulled back after feeling his hard-on poking on her stomach. But Suresh didn’t want to leave her.

“Why don’t you go and get ready in Kavita bhabhi’s room?” Avantika said.

There were only three bathrooms in the apartment. One was in their mom Ragini’s room. The other one was in Ayushi’s room and the third one in Kavita’s room. Ragini and Ayushi were in their bathroom.

“Bhabhi is still sleeping. Go fast. I will go and check on mom till then,” Avantika said and pushed him towards Kavita’s room.

Suresh’s hard-on only grew as he heard Kavita’s name from his wife. Now she wanted him to use Kavita’s washroom.

“How lucky am I?” Suresh thought as he walked towards Kavita’s room. Avantika walked into her mom’s room. Suresh pushed the door and sneaked in. He saw Kavita sleeping on her bed wearing the same nighty.

Kavita was sleeping like a log. Her nighty was pushed up until her mid-thigh. Suresh slowly walked near her bed, making sure that he didn’t make any noise. He could see her deep cleavage as her boobs heaved with her breathing.

Suresh sat near her legs and moved his stares along Kavita’s silky smooth legs up to her thick thighs. Suresh controlled very hard not to touch her. His cock was already very hard, seeing Kavita in this state.

His stares moved to her bottoms. They were just perfect. He just wanted to grab Kavita and figure out the consequences later, but he controlled his urges. Suresh carefully placed his hand on Kavita’s hips and pulled her nighty just a little bit up.

He could see that Kavita wasn’t even wearing a panty. Lust had taken over him. Suresh didn’t care for anything else now. He just wanted to see and feel Kavita’s naked body.

Kavita’s whole thigh was exposed now. Her nighty could only cover the portion till her ass. Suresh lowered his nose and sniffed her legs, and slowly went up. As he reached Kavita’s knees, he brought his tongue out and rolled the tip of his tongue from her knees to creamy thighs.

Very carefully, he planted a kiss on her naked thighs. Getting no reaction from Kavita, Suresh stood near the bed and pulled his hard cock out. He started shagging right there, looking at her.

Just then, Kavita turned in her sleep. Suresh got very scared as he saw Kavita turning, and he ran towards the bathroom. Kavita couldn’t see Suresh, but she could feel someone was in the room. She suspiciously got up from the bed and walked towards the bathroom.

“Aah,” Kavita screamed when she reached the door of the bathroom because she saw Suresh standing there holding his hard cock in his hand. Suresh was quick to react and forcefully pulled Kavita in and closed the door of the bathroom.

“Ouch” Kavita screamed again as Suresh pushed her against the wall.

“Shh. One more word and I tell everyone about you and Reddy,” Suresh said in her ears. Kavita’s body froze as she heard that.

Just then, Avantika called her. “What happened, bhabhi? Are you ok?” Avantika asked from the room.

Kavita was too afraid to answer anything. She was terrified.

“Bhabhi?” Avantika asked again.

Suresh then pinched Kavita’s waist, signaling her to answer something.

“Aaah, yes, everything’s fine,” Kavita murmured.

“Where is Suresh, bhabhi? I told him to use this room’s washroom because all others were occupied,” Avantika asked.

Suresh now moved his hand onto Kavita’s stomach and pushed his body against her back. Kavita had forgotten that Suresh’s cock was out and a current run through her body when he pressed his hard cock on her ass.

“Bhabhi?” Avantika called again

“Mmm, yes. He was here, but then he left,” Kavita lied because she didn’t know how things would unfold if she told the truth.

Suresh started kissing Kavita’s neck, and his cock humped against her ass. Kavita tried very hard to protest and moved her hips to get free from him. But she only made Suresh’s cock harder.

“Where has he gone? I will go and look for him,” Avantika said, and she went out of the room.

“Please,” Kavita said and moved her hands back to push him away. But Suresh was in no mood to listen to her.

“Shhh, you don’t want your little secret to be out,” He hissed in her ears and pulled her nighty up to her waist.

“Aah, no,” Kavita protested as she felt Suresh’s cock on her naked ass.

Suresh then moved his hand inside her nighty and fondled her boobs. Kavita had nowhere to escape. There was pretty much nothing that she could do. Suresh quickly cupped Kavita’s pussy with his other hand.

“Umph, aah,” Kavita moaned as Suresh played with every major part of her body.

Suresh pinched Kavita’s nipple with one hand and played with her clit with his other hand. He kissed and licked her neck and dry-humped his hard cock in between her ass cheeks.

Kavita was losing control of her body, and she had stopped protesting. Suresh had her under his control now. Suresh wanted to fuck her, and Kavita knew his intentions as he pushed his finger inside her pussy.

Just last night, Kavita was mercilessly fucked by Reddy, and now she was wet again. Kavita couldn’t let Suresh fuck him. She felt the guilt of not just betraying her husband, Arun, and betraying her lover, Reddy.

Before it could get too late for her to stop, she decided to turn, and she held his hard cock in her hands. Suresh didn’t know how to react when she held his cock in her soft hands.

He just pulled her nighty off, and now he saw so many red marks and bites on her boobs and neck. He couldn’t help but imagine how Reddy had assaulted her smooth milky body.

He kissed her neck and moved down onto her boobs. He took his own time to play with her boobs and suck them simultaneously.

Meanwhile, Kavita started stroking his cock, and she couldn’t help but compare his cock to her husband’s and her lover’s. Suresh’s cock was bigger than Arun’s but not as big as Reddy’s.

Although Kavita was very wet, she was not ready to take another man’s cock in her pussy. All she could think about right now was to make him cum as soon as possible.

On the other hand, Suresh played with Kavita’s boobs and kissed and bit everywhere where there was a mark. He gave special attention to her nipples. Kavita was completely focused on his cock.

She moved her hand up to its shaft and squeezed it as she brought it back to the tip. She rubbed her thumb on the tip and pressed it hard against it. Suresh’s body trembled as she did that.

She continued it a few more times, and soon Suresh came on her hands with a huge grunt. He bit her nipples very hard as he came. Kavita moaned as he sucked her boobs and emptied his cum on her hands.

Suresh fell on Kavita’s body and hugged her as he tried to gather his breath. Kavita felt dribbles of cum on her belly as he hugged her.

“Please go now, please,” Kavita pleaded.

“You got the better of me today. But it won’t always end like this,” Suresh said

Suresh held Kavita’s chin, looked into her eyes, and said, “I am not done with you yet. I will be back soon.”

Kavita tried to look away, but Suresh gave a hard kiss on her lips. Kavita didn’t kiss him back. Suresh then pulled his pant up and opened the door, and walked out.

Kavita looked at the mirror in front of her, and she burst into tears as soon as Suresh left. What was happening to her? She was such a nice loving housewife just a week ago.

She blamed her husband for everything that was happening. If he had not pushed her to fulfill his fantasy, then none of this would have been happening.

But deep down she knew, it was her fault more than anyone else’s.

Any suggestions regarding the story of the coward little housewife, Kavita, or anything else. Feel free to mail me or text me on hangouts. My ID is [email protected] Or you can also reach me on Instagram at hornyauthor_99.

Hello everyone, my name is Abhiram (H:185 cm, W:65kg, lean build, 22 years). This is my first ever story here. I come from a middle-class mixed nuclear family residing in Bangalore.

My mother, Spoorti (H:168 cm, W:60kg, Curvy; D Cups, Stomach length black hair), is from Gujarat, and my father was from Kerala. I said “was” because he passed away due to covid in August 2020.

After this unfortunate event, it was only my mother and me. I was in my 8th semester of engineering when this happened, studying in Bangalore. My mother is a classical dancer by profession, and she is pretty fit for her age.

Since the pandemic hit, her studio has been closed, although we still have to pay rent for it. We had also just bought a new 1BHK house and therefore had a huge debt. Since I still had to wait 1 year to complete my studies, we had no income.

My mom tried teaching online dance classes, and that was failing to sell. She was going into depression every day looking at our impoverished state. One of my mother’s NRI from Dubai dancer friends suggested an opportunity for belly dancing videos for one of her clients.

My mom initially disagreed as she didn’t like the erotic dancing and declined the offer.

It was March 20th and the day was Saturday. The dance studio landlord, Ramappa, came to our house to collect rent. My mom requested a few more days as we had also defaulted on loan payments.

Ramapapa reluctantly agreed to a 1-week extension as we wanted to keep the studio for when the pandemic ended. We’re long-time clients.

Now, if you all remember, lockdown started on March 24th. I had got a job offer from an IT company by then. But we still required money urgently, and my mom knew this. She asked me if I could freelance and earn some money.

I replied, even then, “Mom, we can’t pay the rent and loan of 30L.”

She now had no option to call her NRI friend and ask if the belly dancing gig was still open. Luckily it still was. After talking on the phone, she looked at me and explained the terms and conditions.

The video was supposed to be shot and filmed by Saturday, March 29th, and the very next Monday was our rent due date. My mother also received her pay per video on Tuesday, almost 1L after converting the currency.

I was surprised by the amount for just one video. But she explained the clients’ wealth and demands. She also received the PDF for her attire and a sample video for the dance. She asked me to get the dress stitched from the local tailor.

Then in the evening, we saw the news that from Wednesday, we had a lockdown. She hurriedly asked me to get the raw materials for the dress, at least as she could sew pretty well.

Now, this is where it all started, guys. When I checked the dress dimensions from the PDF, I was shocked to see that only one white color sports bra-like garment and blue color short skirt we to be worn, along with some golden decorations on the skirt.

My mom hadn’t even seen the dress before handing the pdf to me. When I showed her, she was initially very surprised. But quickly said go to tailor or it’ll get late to me, adding that only the cameraman would be seeing her like this.

I bought the materials just in time, and now it was the first day of lockdown. My mom managed to see the dress overnight and forgot to call the videographer. So she asked me to take a video with my phone as we had no option. I’m pretty good at taking videos, and I agreed.

From Wednesday afternoon, she started practicing the dance in the hall as it was the biggest room in the house. I used to do my studies in the hall itself as we lived in a 1 BHK.

I was initially reluctant to be in the same practice room, but she said, “Beta, it’s fine as I’m your mom only.” Then she started practicing the sample video. Let me tell you guys. The song was one of those Middle East erotic dance songs.

Even my mom’s amateur hip movements were straight from a fantasy. She was wearing a simple top with no bra and a while pajama. Her long hair was tied up in a bun. When she moved her hips, her massive breasts bounced in the opposite direction.

I was immediately aroused and got an erection. I thought this was immoral and was about to go to the bathroom. But my mom said I could test the camera angle for her practice. Now, I started recording, and she was still dancing.

In one of her steps, she bent forward. Her old pajama tore in a T shape, viewing her backside of underwear directly to the camera. She immediately tried to cover it, but I just said, “The last 3 dance moves are there. You can leave it for now.”

She was shocked and said, “Beta, what?”

I quickly said, “Ma, you can finish the dance if you simply just undress the pajama.”

She quickly stripped her pants down and continued at the moment as she was very tired. This was heaven for me. My mom was belly dancing in her blue floral underwear right in front of me. I had the biggest boner ever in my life.

Her ass was curvy, about a 38-inch waist. I could see the asscheeks jiggle with every move. Now, she finished her practice and switched off the music. I was staring right at her vaginal area.

I could see the edge of her unshaven public hair. She saw me staring at her and probably saw the hump in my pants. She bent down to pick up the pajama now. I saw, for the first time since I could remember, my mom’s breast’s shape.

Two huge water jug-sized breasts hung insider her top. You could see the aging as they were slightly getting saggy but were still beautiful. She quickly picked it up and wore her torn pajama-like towel.

She said, “Beta, don’t worry, it won’t happen again. Your erection is very natural.” I was caught off guard. Before I could reply, she said she was off to take a bath.

When I went back to the camera on the test tripod, I realized it was still recording. I quickly switched it off and pocketed it.

That night I went to take a bath. I saw that my mom had washed her practice blue underwear and hung it in the bathroom. I picked it up and smelt it. It smelled slightly like sweat and my mom’s perfume.

I used it like a glove, rewatched the recorded dance video, and masturbated. I felt bad after ejaculating as I felt guilty. But now from now, I started realizing who my ideal woman was.

I hope you liked the story as this was just the beginning of my incestuous relationship with my mom.  Please give me comments or reviews at [email protected].

Last week, my friend invited me over to his house. He had also invited a girl over. The girl was gorgeous, and as I stared at the sexy pics in his phone, he told me he had invited her over, and that she was a super freak.

When she finally came over, they started making out on the couch. After a while, I felt a tap on my arm. I looked over and her hand was touching me as she stopped kissing my friend. She leaned over and kissed me on the cheek.

She then got off my friend’s lap and sat in mine, and I could feel the heat between her legs resting atop my cock. She looked deep into my eyes, grabbed my face and moaned loudly as she stuck her tongue in my mouth.

I kissed her back instantly. She leaned into my ear, and bit it softly. She asked me if I wanted to come to the bedroom and watch them fuck. I sat in the corner of the room, in a chair, and stroked my cock slowly as I watched my friend ram into this slut from a variety of angles. She sucked me off after they were done, and I came in her mouth. She swallowed it whole, and left me satisfied.

I was never the same after that. I tried watching threesomes online, but the porn was boring. I told my friend about it, and he told me about DSCgirls.live website. He sent me the link to a couple’s cam page, and I was hooked immediately. It was a naughty couple called ‘ZoyaRocks’. They knew Bengali, Hindi, English and Urdu languages.

This couple liked to do naughty, kinky shit on a regular basis to spice up their married life. This felt perfect. I made my account on DSC and purchased my credits via UPI and sent them a message. I told them I wanted to relive the ecstasy of watching a girl getting fucked hard as I watched and stroked myself.

Woman: It’s been a while since I’ve been fucked raw like that! We’d love to do that for you!

Everything was set. I waited eagerly, and they finally came on screen. The woman was gorgeous. She was wearing sexy, black lingerie that seemed to flow across her fair body. Her plump lips glistened as she looked seductively into the camera. Her doe eyes teased me as her man kissed her neck and sucked on it. She exhaled sharply as he pulled his lips back, leaving a bruise on her soft neck. She moaned approvingly as she twirled her ass against his hips.

He grabbed her around the waist and she tilted her head back and tongued him. I listened closely as they breathed into each other’s mouths delicately. Their tongues twirled around multiple times as the man reached up and caressed her neck.

Woman: Is this turning you on? Cause my body is on fire when you watch me.

Me: It would turn me on more if your husband yanked up that lingerie and got rough with you.

I pulled my cock out of my shorts and sat back as they followed my instructions from that point on. The man raised her sexy lingerie up. She sighed as he spanked her gently. The sounds of his hand smacking against her reddening skin made me hard as fuck. She sighed heavily as she watched me stroke.

She pulled the top of her lingerie down and exposed her hard nipples to the cam. Her husband bent her forward as he caressed her nipples from behind.

She grinded her juicy ass against his cock, and he slowly pulled it out of his tight briefs as she moaned and opened her legs.

Woman: Oh, God! This is so hot! Take your shirt off and squeeze that cock as he teases me!

I took my shirt off as her husband spanked her again. He spanked her once more and laid on the bed. She got between his legs and moaned heavily as she sucked passionately on his dry cock. Saliva dripped out of her nasty mouth as she sucked and lubricated his hard cock. He made her choke on it and she loved it. She continued to moan as she did so.

Woman: Look at how drenched my pussy is!

She brought her pussy to the camera, and it was glistening. She stuck her fingers into her juicy pussy as her husband chewed on her ass from behind. I heard the sloppy sounds of her fingers sliding in and out of her wet pussy as she moaned.

Me: Hop on his cock and ride him like the slut you are.

Woman: Honey, I’ve been waiting for you to ask me to do that. I wanna suck on that veiny cock as I ride him! Bring it closer to the cam for me?

I brought my laptop closer, so that she could get a good look at it. She moaned as her husband smacked her ass again. He grabbed her and stuck his cock in as she gasped. She put her leg up on the desk as he fucked her.

She grabbed a dildo from behind the cam and sucked on it wildly as he pounded into her. She choked on the dildo as sweat dripped down her hot body. Her breasts glistened as she yelped with each rough stroke that hit her juicy ass cheeks.

Her husband laid back, and she got on top. I watched as her pussy took in his huge cock. She rocked up and down, sliding her flexible body on his thighs. His cock slid in and out of her juicy pussy as sweat dripped down her sexy back.

Woman: Yes! Yes!

Her husband smacked her ass cheeks as he fucked her. She stopped and faced me as she rode him in reverse. She squeezed her tits and bounced on his cock faster as he grabbed her hips and pushed her down onto his throbbing cock.

Woman: Cum on these tits baby!

She squeezed her tits hard as she looked into the cam and rode him. Her whole body was drenched now, and that triggered my cock to twitch. I sprayed my cam, and she moaned wildly as she jumped off her husband’s hard cock.

Woman(to husband): spray me like he just sprayed his screen, baby!

She grabbed his cock and sucked on it passionately. She dangled it into the depth of her sexy throat and moaned loudly as I watched his cock twitch.

The man picked up the cam and held it up to his chest and pointed it down at her sexy face. Her doe eyes widened as she fingered herself with one hand and sucked his cock. He held her hair back and she let go of his cock once more. A trail of saliva lingered sloppily between her gorgeous lips and his twitching cock as she held her juicy tits together. She took his load onto her juicy tits and groaned as she smiled naughtily into the camera.

They set the camera back down and made out slowly. She sat in his lap and tongued him gently as he squeezed her ass and licked her neck and chest. She rocked on his thighs as her pussy rubbed against his throbbing cock. She chuckled gently and looked into the cam.

Woman: This was so hot! I love getting sweaty during sex. Come back soon for more!

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Hi, all! This is Shankar age 28, single, having a hairy chest with an average body, back with the second part of the story.

I was a little busy and so unable to upload my experiences. After reading about my experiences, I got many emails. Most of them were from males and very few from females.

Coming to the continuation of my previous experience. Let me introduce her, she is Aarti Nair (a lady from Keralite), 28 years old, living in Delhi. She is a married lady but staying alone in Delhi.

Her husband is working abroad, and hence it became easy for us to meet on regular basis. The Keralite wife’s husband works for an IT firm in a decent position.

I and Aarti use to meet and rock and roll in our comfortable times. As of I can say, she became too close to me and have regular meet with me because of my treatment and attitude towards her.

I never call or message this mallu married lady. I mean, I never force her. She is a woman and that too, a married working woman. So I use to be within my limits. This made her trust me more and continue with more sessions with me.

To date, it has been more than a year, still, she use to call me and enjoy with me regularly. So here I am explaining our further meetings. I don’t remember the exact things we did in the second session. So I am just floating the words which I remember.

After our first meeting, the Keralite lady continued chatting with me and calling me. As we both were working, we didn’t meet immediately. We wanted our meetings to be long and very enjoyable.

Once we decided to meet on a weekend. As usual, we wanted to enjoy ourselves in her house itself. So, after completing my work on Friday evening, I rushed to my home and took a good shower.

I and the mallu lady met for a dinner. We had made reservations pretending like we were husband and wife. We were talking to each other peacefully, cracking a few jokes, and sharing a lot of things. We had light food as we didn’t want to make our stomachs full.

After our dinner, we made it to the parking lot toward her car. Then we slowly went toward her home. It was about 30 minutes journey, adding traffic.

After reaching Aarti’s house, I sat on the couch and she went to change her dress. She gave me a shorts.

I was watching the songs on TV. Suddenly, the Keralite lady came in a nighty and sat next to me. She relaxed her head on my shoulder and started watching the tv.

I kept my hand on her shoulder to get her even closer to me. She kept her head on my chest and was moving her fingers on my hairy chest. Then I pressed the married mallu lady’s right boob with the hand I kept on her shoulder.

Aarti started circling my hairy chest with her fingers and I was pressing her right tit. Then she came over me and hugged me and slept like a baby.

Then there came a romantic and very hot song on TV where the same situation was shown – both hero and heroine passionately having a smooch. By watching those scenes, she pulled my hair and started kissing me all over my face.

We were looking into each other’s eyes and we smooched slowly. Our smooch was very slow and passionate now. Our lips were sucking each other and slowly, our action started picking up the pace. Then we were smooching hard and aggressively.

Aarti caught my hair for better grip and was kissing me to her best. This make-out made me realize how much this mallu wife was hungry for sex.

I was busy pressing her boobs. After some time, we broke our smooch and I started to kiss her neck, and then her ears. Slowly, I went down on her. Her dress was loose and sleeveless. I put my hands in her dress and was pressing those mallu boobs. She then stopped me and asked me to come to the bedroom.

In the bedroom, the horny Keralite babe started to unbutton my shirt, and simultaneously, I undressed her. Now she was in her white bra and panty and I was in my undies. She was so horny that, she jumped on me and started to smooch me like a hungry dog. She was in desperate hunger for sex. So I allowed her to dominate me.

Then, after some time, I took charge and started to kiss her neck and earlobes after kissing her cheeks and lips. Then again we started smooching. This went for the next 5-10 minutes.

Then I came over her and removed her bra and panty and also removed my underwear. We were rolling on the bed and trying to get on top of each other.

The mallu lady had gone crazy and started dominating me. But I slowly started sucking her boobs. Meanwhile, my dick was poking her. Then she held my dick tightly and was stroking it very slowly. Her nipples popped up and allowing me to play with them with my tongue. I caught a nipple with my teeth and pulled it. She was getting sweet pain and she started moaning.

Then slowly, I went down and kissed Aarti’ sexy mallu navel and further down. It was totally shaved as she had prepared her hole for the fun.

I spread her legs and saw her pussy. I started to rub her clitoris and she was enjoying it. Slowly, I started fingering too along with rubbing the clitoris. Then I touched the pussy and separated the pussy lips with my fingers. The Keralite lady let out a husky moan.

I started tongue fucking Aarti while rubbing and licking her clitoris. She started moaning loudly. I continued to lick her pussy everywhere. This act went on for 30 minutes, she was getting so horny and moaning heavily and pulling my head toward her pussy as if trying to bury my head into her pussy hole.

After some time, the married mallu woman had her orgasm and made my whole face wet. She got so relaxed.

I went up and slept next to her. My dick was still at 90 degrees with all the nerves swelling and ready to eat her. She then came over me and started kissing me very passionately all over my body.

Then she went down and took my dick into her mouth. She was sucking it as if she wouldn’t get it anymore. After the wild and passionate cock-sucking, I ejaculated into her mouth and she happily drank all my sperm without even leaking a small drop (we had already decided to cum in her mouth only).

After that, we got a little tired and relaxed on the bed. She went to the washroom to clean herself and came back. We hugged each other and she hugged me to show her love. We are talking casual things.

After 1 hour or so, my dick started to rise. Then we started the foreplay. Our forepay went for an hour which included sucking, licking, and kissing. Then the Malayali woman took a ribbed and dotted condom and rolled it over my dick.

Before fucking the cheating mallu wife, I caressed her clitoris with my fingers. I inserted my fingers and started fingering her. Aarti went mad and started moaning. She shouted to fuck her now.

I started pushing my dick into her pussy. As it was not fucked too much, it was still tight. So I applied some force to go deeper and she was experiencing the pain. But she asked me not to stop.

Finally, my dick went deep into mallu pussy and I started giving her slow pushes. She supported them by giving back pushes. We were fucking in missionary position for 10 minutes.

Then I made her lie butterfly position and started fucking her again. While fucking her, the sounds like “thap thap thap” filled the room along with her moans.

After about 40 minutes long session (including foreplay), I came to my climax. I tried to stop while I was about to ejaculate by giving breaks and then continuing. This way we had completed our second round.

Later we both got tired and lied in bed and had a 2-hours nap. Later, we had 2 more rounds of passionate sex. We slept with no energy left in our bodies.

In the morning, we woke up at 10 am and we got freshened up. We had another 3 more sessions till the evening.

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This is all about my experience with the married Keralite lady Aarti Nair. She is in regular contact with me and we had a lot of sessions as she got addicted to me. As her husband is away, we use to meet whenever time permits.

Author’s Note:

I thank all the people who sent their comments and feedback to me for my previous experiences. I am really very happy to get the feedback.

Keep in touch with me with your feedback which excites me to share more and more experiences.

In our society, there are so many women who are sexually unsatisfied. They want sex but they can’t go to every random person to get it. They want privacy and secrecy.

So I am here to provide that and everything will be in secrecy and privacy. So all married women, divorcees, widows, and girls, please don’t hesitate to satisfy your sexual desires.

I am here to satisfy the horny females who are sexually urged and unsatisfied. 100% privacy and secrecy are maintained with me.

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Narrated by Swati

Hi, main Swati. Pichle part mein aap logone dekha ki kaise main apne papa ke sath kai baar maze kar chuki thi. Papa aur main ghar par akele the. Aur jab bhi mann hota to papa mujhe jamkar chod bhi rahe the

Mujhe bhi papa se baar-baar chudwane mein kafi maza aa raha tha. Par ab ghar mein ek mehman tha, papa ke dost, Ashok uncle.

Papa maa se milne hospital gaye hue the. Yaha ghar par Uncle mujhe tash mein rummy khelna sikha rahe the. Par mere mann mein kuch aur hi tha. Isse pahle kabhi bhi Uncle aaj ke tarah nahi the.

Aaj unke haaw-bhaaw mein kuch badalaaw tha. Shayad mere pehne kapdo ke karan ho. Woh mujhe har maoke par ghoor rahe the aur main unhe khul kar dikha bhi rahi thi.

Baato hi baato mein maine unhe papa ki whiskey ki bottle se ek badi peg pila di. Pahle papa aur ab uncle ko main apni nadaani ke dhong mein phasaane ka maza le rahi thi.

Main unke theek bagal sofe par janghe failakar apni besharmi dikha rahi thi. Woh mere taraf dekh nazare ka maza bhi le rahe the. Hum dubara tash khel rahe the aur 10-minute baad uncle firse jeet gaye.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Main firse jeet gaya.

Main: Aap cheating kar rahe ho, usi liye.

Ashok uncle: Kaisa cheating, main koi cheating nahi kar raha.

Main: Chaliye ek aur baar, is baar aapko hara hi dungi.

Ashok uncle: Aur agar nahi hara payi to?

Main: Ho hi nahi sakta, main hi jeetungi.

Ashok uncle: Par agar tum haar gayi to mujhe kya milega?

Main: Jo aap bolo. Par hone wala nahi, is baar to main hi jeetungi.

Uncle meri jangho ke beech nihaarte hue bole: Jo bolu karogi matlab?

Main: Pahle jeet kar to dikhaiye uncle, fir aap jo kahoge mein karungi.

Uncle ke chehre par ek alag hi khushi thi. Woh tash ke patte liye aur do logo ke liye daalte hue bole: Soch lena. Baad mein mat kahna maine cheating kiya.

Main: Nahi, bilkul nahi par is baar main hi jeetungi.

Main yahi soch rahi thi ki chahe kuch bhi ho haarungi to main hi. Agle 10–15-minute hum dono shanti se khelne lage. Uncle kafi gambheer hokar khel rahe the. Maano kuch bhi ho unhe jeetna hi hai.

Fir uncle bole: Hahaha! Rummy! Jeet gaya main.

Main udas shakal banati hui boli: Hmmm kaise?

Uncle table par patte rakhte hue bole: dekho, set, set set, aur ye mera rummy!

Main: Aapne cheating kiya hoga firse.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Nahi nahi! Tum boli thi ye sab nahi bologi.

Uncle mujhe dekh hath malte hue bole: Hmmm, to ab main jo kahunga karogi?

Mere mann mein ye sunn uttejna hone lagi. Lekin udaas shakal banakar boli: Mmmm. Kya karna hai?

Ashok uncle: Hmmm, dance!

Main: Dance? Matlab?

Ashok uncle: Haan, jo bolunga karogi boli thi na, to karke dikhao.

Shayad uncle bhaap rahe the ki meri kya awastha hai. Main karungi ya nahi, to main sofe se uthti hui boli, “Usme kya hai, mujhe laga isse mushkil kuch bologe karne.”

Ashok uncle: Koi baat nahi abhi to aur harogi tum, hahaha!

Main uthkar TV mein bajte gane par apne thumke lagane lagi. Adaao ke sath kabhi apni kamar daanye to kabhi baanye hilati. Aksar main jaan boochkar zor ke thumke lagati.

Jisse mere choti dress upar uchalti hui unhe andar ki halki jhalak dikha jaati. Ek minute baad main wapas jakar baithi aur boli: Lo ho gaya.

Uncle daaru ki glass uthaye aur ek ghoont lagakar bole: Waah! Aise protsaahan mila to main har khel jeetunga.

Main: Kyu!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Tumse manchaha kaam jo karwa sakta hun!

Main unke kareeb hokar boli: Kyu! Aisa kya karwana chahte ho aap uncle?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Aise kyu pooch rahi ho tum.

Main: Bataiyena! Jeetoge to kya-kya karwayenege mujhse?

Ashok uncle: Woh to tab bataunga.

Main: Nahi, khel se pahle inaam ghoshit hota hai. Agar main jeeti to aap bhi karoge jo mein kahungi.

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Manzoor, jeetogi to nahi tum, mujhe kyu darr. Jo bhi tum bolo manzoor!

Main jhat se boli: Agar main jeeti to aap nachoge!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Manzoor!

Turant main aage boli: Aur dance karte-karte apne kapde utaarenge aap!

Uncle mujhe dekh 2 pal sthumb rah gaye. Shayad woh soch rahe the ki woh sahi sune ya nahi aur fir bole: Ka… kya?

Main: Agar main jeeti to aap nachte hue apne kapde utarenge uncle, manzoor?

Ashok uncle: Ok, par agar tum haari to?

Main: To kya? Boliye!

Ashok uncle: To… to… to tum bhi… wahi karna!

Uncle ghabrate hue ye baat bole. Woh soche ki kahi main bhadak na jaun. Par woh nahi jaante the ki woh mere mann ki baat kah rahe hai.

Main fir bhi muh par hath rakh natak karti hui boli: Oh! Uncle, chee, aap mujhe nangi dekhna chahte ho?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Mazaak kar raha tha. Bas tumhe darane ke liye!

Main: Huh, mujhe aapse koi darr nahi. Par aap haroge is baar, isi liye mujhe manzoor hai.
Uncle ke chehre par is baat ko sunn ascharya aur khushi dono ek sath chalakne laga.

Main unke hath se tash lekar boli: Ki agar main haari to main kapde utaarti hui nachungi aapke samne!

Aur fir unke paas jagar honto ko kaat aage boli: Poori nangi hokar nachungi uncle!

Uncle ki bolti band ho gayi thi, woh chup-chaap table par apne patto ko dekhne lage. Iske baad hum khel shuru kiye aur fir uncle ki kismat aur meri shaitaan budhi ki kismat ek sath chumak uthi. Woh 5–6-minute mein hi jeet gaye.

Ashok uncle: Jeet gaya.

Main ghabrane ka dhong kar boli: Kya! Jeet gaye! Itni jaldi?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Bola to tha ki main hi jeetunga.

Main udaas shakal bana kar boli: Aap kaise jeet jaate ho har baar?

Ashok uncle: Hahaha! Ghabrao mat, tumhe kapde utaar ke nachne ki koi zarurat nahi.

Main tab unke paas hokar boli: Kyu? Main haar gayi na, to ab mujhe karni padegi na?

Ashok uncle: Nahi nahi, zarurat nahi.

Main honto ko kaat boli: Kyu? Aapko mujhe bina kapdo ke dekhne ka mann nahi?

Uncle gale se ghoont utaarte hue bole: Nahi, nahi, bilkul nahi, mujhe kyu mann…

Main unhe tokti hui boli: Kyu? Mujhe bina kapdo ke nachte dekhne ka mann nahi aapko? Sach boliye?

Main table se unke daru ki glass li aur unke honto par lagakar pilati hui boli: Ya shayad aap mujhe bina kapdo ke dekh khud pe kaabu nahi kar payenge.

Woh daru ki ek badi ghoont peekar bole: Ka… kya matlab?

Main apne honto ko chaat boli: Shayad mujhe nangi dekh aapka kuch karne ka mann bann jaye?

Ashok uncle: Kya kah rahi ho tum Swati!

Main: Itne bhole na baniye aap. Jabse aaye hai mujhe ghoore ja rahe hai aap.

Mere is baat par unke shikanj par paseena aane laga to main boli: Ghabraiye mat. Main papa se kuch nahi kahungi.

Ashok uncle: Are kuch hai hi nahi kahne ko to main kyu gha… ghabraun?

Main: To kya jabse aap aaye tabse mujhe ghoor nahi rahe the, boliye?

Ashok uncle: Nahi, biklkul nahi.

Main unke pant par lund par haath rakh boli: To ye kyu aise phula hua hai?

Uncle kuch na bole na hi woh mere hath ko pakad hataye. Mano unhe pata tha ki main aise hi karungi. Unka lund tanaa hua tha, main use pakad sahlati hui boli: Itni der kya aap meri jangho ke beech nahi dekh rahe the?

Ashok uncle: Tumhe pata tha?

Main: Mujhe sab pata hai uncle.

Main firse unke hont par glass lagakar unhe pilaati hui boli: Ab bataiye, kya mujhe nangi dekh aapko kuch karne ka mann ho jayega kya?

Ashok uncle: Ka…kya karne ka mann?

Main unke kaan ke paas gayi aur dheemi awaaz mein boli: Wahi jo ek ladka ladki nange hoke karte hai.

Woh sar ghuma kar mujhe dekhe to main danto ko meenchti hui boli: SEX!

Ashok uncle: Pa… par tumhare papa!

Main unse door hati au table par rakhi mere phone ko uthakar call lagane lagi.

Ashok uncle: Kya kar rahi ho?

Main: Papa ko call kar rahi hun.

Ashok uncle: Ku… kyu?

Main: Unko batati hun ki aapke mann mein mere liye kya hai.

Uncle ghabra uthe aur bole: Are, tum pagal ho kya? Kya bologi usse?

Main: Yahi ki unke khaas dost ko unki beti ke sath maze karne ka mann ho raha hai.

Ashok uncle: Tum khud hi boli ye sab. Main kab bola?

Main unki ghabrahat dekh hass padi aur tabhi papa phone uthaye. Main aram se sofe par peet tika kar baithi. Apne paaw ko uncle ke god mein rakh unke lund par sahlati hui boli: Papa aap kaha ho?

Papa: Yahi hospital mein hun, kya hua?

Main: Nahi woh Uncle pooch rahe the. Kitna time lagega aapko wapas aane mein?

Papa: Sham ki traffic hai, yaha aane mein hi 40-50 minute. 1 ghanta lagenga. Kuch lana hai kya aate waqt.

Main: Nahi nahi, Uncle bore ho rahe the. Itni der woh mujhe rummy khelna sikha rahe the, par ab bore maar rahe hai.

Papa: Bola tha usko mere sath aane. Beta tum uske sath raho tab tak mein aata hun. Aur suno beta, woh mere halmari mein whiskey ki bottle hai, woh use de dena. Fir woh bore nahi hoga.

Main uncle ko aur unke hath mein pakdi glass ko dekh boli: Haan theek hai papa woh main de dungi.

Main apni janghe halke se khol apni choot ki rekha uncle ko dikhakar phone mein aage boli: Woh jo bhi mangenege papa, main de dungi. Ok papa, bye.

Main Uncle ko dekh boli: Papa bole, ki aap jo bhi mangoge dedu.

Main apni paaw se uncle ke lund dabati hui aage boli: To kya chahiye aapko uncle?

Uncle ke chehre par muskaan thi. Woh bole: Par agar tumhare papa ko kuch pata chala to?

Main hath se unke pant par ubhare lund ko sahlakar boli: Uski chinta aap mat karo. Unhe aane mein abhi ek ghata lagega. Tab tak hum kya karenge kya nahi kisi ko nahi pata chalne wala.

Uncle ke annkho mein daru ke alawa ab ek dusre nashe ka rang tha. Main unke hath ko pakad apni jangh par rakh boli: Agle ek ghante ke liye main aapki hui uncle.

Uncle meri aankho mein dekh apne hath ko meri jangh par sahlate hue aage badne lage. Tabhi unki phone baji. Woh turant hadbadakar pocket se phone nikal bole: Are meri biwi ka phone hai, ek minute.

Main unse hat kar baith gayi aur woh phone lekar bole: Hello!

Ek minute baad woh phone mein wapas bole: Haan haan, theek hai theek hai, main kaat raha hun.

Woh turant phone kaat diye aur mujhe dekhne lage. Main boli: Hahaha, kya hua aapko ab aunty se baat karne ki bhi phursat nahi?

Ashok uncle: Are woh, kitpit karte rahti hai.

Main: Kya bol rahe the woh?

Ashok uncle: Ye… yahi ki zyada mat peene ko.

Main: Hahaha, aisa hai to main aapko aur pilaungi aaj.

Ashok uncle: Kyu?

Main unki glass mein daru ki bottle se daru dali aur glass unhe deti hui boli: Taki aap daru peekar pure josh mein aa jaye!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, aur fir?

Main unke paas hokar boli: Aur fir poore josh mein mere sath kuch kare.

Uncle daru ki ghoont peete hue bole: Mujhe nahi pata tha ki tum itni badmash ladki ho.

Main unke pant ki zip kholti hui boli: Kyu aap badmash nahi ho?

Main apne hath ko andar dali aur boli: Aap to poori taiyaari ke sath aaye hai uncle. Underwear nahi pehne?

Ashok uncle: Woh mujhe pata tha ki aaj meri kismat chumakne wali hai, hahaha.

Main pant ke andar hi andar unke lund ko pakad hilakar boli: Kya pata tha aapko, bataiyena uncle.

Uncle ek aur ghoont peekar bole: Yahi ki aaj tumhare sath masti karunga.

Main unke lund ko kheech bahar nikal boli: Oh, uncle, itna bada?

Unke lund ko apne hath mein daanye-baanye hilakar boli: Hmmm, ab to mujhe darr lag raha hai, ki kahi koi musibat to nahi uthali maine hath mein.

Ashok uncle: Haan, musibat to hai.

Main unke lund ko nichodti hui boli: Mujhe musibato se khelna pasand hai.

Uncle wapas meri jangh par hath rakh sahlakar bole: Mujhe bhi.

Main unke lund ko hilati hui boli: Aapko bhi kya, boliye?

Uncle hath andar badaye aur main apni janghe dheere se khol di. Unki ungliya meri garam choot ke hisse par satne lagi. Mere andar masti phoot padi.

Ashok uncle: Mujhe bhi tum jaisi pyari musibat ke sath khelna pasand hai.

Unki ungliya meri choot ki honto par sahla rahi thi. Mere hath mein unka tana hua lund dhadak raha tha. Main honto ko kaat boli: To kya karoge aap mere sath.

Ashok uncle: Woh ab batana bhi zaruri hai kya?

Main unke lund ke muh par nakhun ragadti hui boli: Haan!

Meri nakhoon ke chubhan ke jawaab mein unki ungli meri choot ke honto ko masal gayi. Main aur uncle ek sath halki siskar chor gaye. Main boli: Main aapke muh se sunna chahti hun ki mere pyare Ashok uncle mere sath kya karna chahte hai. Boliyena, warna kuch nahi karne dungi.

Woh apni ungli se meri choot ke dane ko sahlate hue bole: Tumhe chodna chahta hun, Swati.

Unke in shabdo se mere andar masti ki lahar daod gayi. Main honto ko kaat apni sissak ko dabati hui boli: Mmmm, to chodiyena uncle.

Uncle apne dusre hath se mere sar ko pakde aur apne paas kheech mujhe choomne lage. Main bhi khudko unke hawale kar di. Fir uncle mujhe choomte hue peeche ki aur leta kar mere upar aa gaye.

Main ab bhi neeche se unke lund ko sahla rahi thi. Woh meri choot mein dheere-dheere apni ek ungli ghusane ki koshish mein the. Main apni jangho ko phalti hui apni tange unke kamar par lappet li.

Aur unke ungli ko aage badne ka rasta mil haya. Woh mujhe choomte hue meri choot mein ungli ghusa gaye. Aur mere andar ke geelepan ke sath apni ungli ko machalne lage. Main masti mein aati hui unhe choomti gayi.

1–2-minute baad uncle uth baithe aur apne shirt ko kholne lage to main boli: Kapde pehne rahiye. Warna papa achanak aa gaye to bhagna padega aapko.

Uncle apne shirt ko khol phekte hue bole: Ab mujhe usse koi darr nahi. Aa gaya to use main bhaga dunga.

Uncle yakeenan daru ke nashe mein josh kha rahe the. Issi liye inko apni shaitaan iraado mein phaasne mein mujhe bilkul bhi zyada waqt nahi lagi. Uncle apni pant ki belt kholte hue bole: Pata hai tumhe, kabse main ye karna chahta tha?

Main: Kabse matlab?

Uncle pant utaarte hue poore nange hone lage. Bole: Jab bhi mein yaha aata tha yahi sochta tha ki kab Swati betiya ke sath aisa ek din aayega.

Main: Oho! To aap pahle se hi ye sab soch baithe the?

Uncle mere tango ke paas bait mere paaw pakad do taraf phailakar bole: Haan, kabse main ise chakhna chaahta tha.

Unki aankho aur shabdo mein hawass ki bhook dekh mere andar uttejna ki aag bhadakne lagi. Main apni choot par hath pherti hui boli: To ab chakh lijiyena uncle, der kiss baat ki.

Uncle daant meenchte hue kisi shaitaan ke tarah muskuraye aur meri jangho ke beech chale gaye. Woh meri geeli hoti choot ko chatne aur uski honto ko choosne lage. Main firse masti mein aati hui sofe par araam se laet maze lene lagi.

Uncle meri choot ko aise kha rahe the mano sachme ye unke mann ki dabi hui ichcha thi. Woh apne anghute se meri choot ke dane ko sahlate the. Sath hi apni jeeb ko andar dhakelte hue chaatkar meri nikalti rass ko choos rahe the.

Par bechare uncle ye nahi jaante the ki meri choot itne rasily iss liye hai kyu ki mere papa subah se mujhe kai bar chod chuke the. Kuch 5 minute baad woh apne muh ko pochte hue uthe aur apne lund ko pakad bole: Ise geela karke wha daalu ya aise hi?

Main uthti hui boli: Ye itna bada hai geela to karna hi padega uncle.

Uncle mere samne lund lakar bole: To lo, zara geela karke dona.

Main upar unhe dekhti hui muskurayi. Fir unke lund ko pakad unke ankho mein aankhe daal apne muh mein leli. Woh mujhe neeche dekh maze lete hue mere muh mein apne lund ko dhakelne lage.

Main unke lund ko poora apne komal honto mein lekar choosne lagi. Uncle mere sar ko pakad bole: Waah! Tum to pura leli, tum to mahir ho isme.

Main lund ko muh mein choosti hui hi muskurane lagi. Mere baalo ko sawarte hue woh bole: Achche se chooso Swati.

Main neeche se apni haato mein unke undo ko lekar sahlati hui unke lund ko khane lagi. Woh poore maze mein aa rahe the kyu ki unka lund mere muh mein aur sakt hota hua jhatke de raha tha.

Kuch der baad uncle bole: Zara halke se kaatona.

Main upar unhe dekhi to woh firse bole: Haan, mujhe bohut pasand hai, dheere-dheere chooste hue katona beta.

Main apne muh se unke lund ko nikali aur laar tapakti muh se boli: Dard hoga to?

Uncle thook se sane apne lund ko mere honto se satakar bole: Thoda dard mujhe pasand hai, halke se kaato.

Main unke lund ke sar ko apne danto ke beech laayi aur dheere se kaat maari.

Uncle mere sar ke baalo ko nochkar siskarte hue bole: Ahhh, aise hi danto se ragdo, Swati.

Unke lund ke gale ko apne danto ke beech rakh danto ko daanye baanye hilati hui ragadne lagi. Unke hath uttejna ke mare mere sar pe kasti gayi. Kuch pal aise katne ke baad main poochi: Aapko dard pasand hai?

Ashok uncle: Haan, aisa halka dard mujhe bohut pasand hai.

Main apni ungliyo se unke lund ke muh ko achche se nichod kar dard deti hui boli: Agar aise karu to?

Ashok uncle: Ahhh, bass-bass, dheere-dheere ahhh!

Main hass padi aur unke lund ko apne muh mein lekar dubara choosne lagi. Kabhi danto se ragadti to kabhi kaatti hui unke lund ko itna maza deti hui khane lagi ki uncle tik hi na paaye.

Woh mere sar ko kass kar daboch gaye aur mere muh mein garm aur gadha rass ki moti boonde bharne lage. Woh itna zyada jhade ki main unke rass ko apne muh mein sambhaal na paayi aur jabran mujhe use gale se neeche utaarni padi.

Uncle aankhe band kar mere muh mein lund ko zor se ghusaaye rakhe. Ye bhi na soche ki mujhe saans mill bhi rahi hai ya nahi. Main majboor hokar unke rass ko peeti gayi aur fir main himat kar unhe dhakel apni sanse wapas li.

Unka lund mere muh se nikal to gaya lekin rass ki ek akhiri pichkari mere naak se mathe thak de mare.

Ashok uncle: Oh, waah! Tum kamal ho beta, muh se hi mujhe jhadwa diye.

Ye kahte hue woh mere bagal mein thak ke baith gaye. Main apne muh se unke rass ko pochne nahi gayi. Chahti thi ki woh dekhe ki unhone mere shakal ki kya haalat ki hai.

mere hont aur muh mere hi thook se sarabor thi aur sath hi unke rass ki lambi rekha mere naak se mathe par khichi hui thi. Woh mujhe dekhe. Main us gandgi se sane shakal ke sath muskurati hui boli: Aap to bilkul nahi tik paaye, hahaha!

Uncle ek pall meri shakal ki haalat dekhe aur fir bole: Haan, sach batao kaha se seekha tumne ye?

Main: Hahaha, woh to filhaal nahi bata sakti.

Uncle apne murjhate lund ko pakad daanye-baanye hilate hue bole: Huff, sachem, itna maza aaya.

Tab unhe dikhati hui main apni ungli se mathe se naak tak lagi unke rass ko sameti. Fir unhe dikhati hui apne muh mein lekar boli: Aap to mujhe saans bhi lene nahi de rahe the, badmash uncle!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tum hi to bol rahi thi ki main josh mein aaun.

Main: Haan boli thi, par aise nahi boli ki sara josh ek hi baar mein khatm kar do.

Main uth khadi hui aur boli: Baithiye idhar aati hun. Washroom jakar aati hun.

Ashok uncle: Kyu?

Main: Muh dhokar aati hun uncle.

Ashok uncle: Ok ok, mujhe laga tumhe bhi susu lag gayi, hahaha!

Main: Hahaha, kyu aapko lagi hai kya?

Ashok uncle: Haan, woh daru peeta hun to lagta hai.

Main: Hmmm, aiye, mere washroom mein kar lijiye.

Uncle uth khade hue aur mere sath mere room aaye. Woh nihayti besharam lag rahe the jis tarah se woh mere ghar aise nange chal rahe the.

Main unhe washroom ka darwaza khol ke di aur boli: Jaiye, kar lijiye.

Woh aage gaye aur mujhe dekhte hue apne lund ko pakad neeche lambi dhaar marne lage. Sachme besharm the woh jiss tarah se woh mujhe dekh muskurate hue mere samne bejhijhak susu kar rahe the.

Jab unka khatm hua to woh bole: Ab tum karo.

Main: Haan theek hai aap jaiye.

Ashok uncle: Nahi mere samne karo.

Main: Kya? Hahaha! Aapke samne?

Uncle muskurate hue bole: Haan, woh mujhe dekhna hai.

Main hass padi aur poochi: Hahaha! Kyu?

Ashok uncle: Meri humesha se ichcha rahi hai, please beta, karona.

Shayad ye sahi hai ki mard jaise-jaise budhape ki aor jaate hai unki besharam ichchaye badti jaati hai. Main muskurati hui washroom ke andar gayi aur apni dress uthakar kamar tak laayi aur paaw ke bal unke samne baith gayi.

Ashok uncle: Waha karogi?

Main honto ko kaat boli: Haan, tabhi to aapko achche se dikhega.

Uncle khush hote hue muskuraye aur bole: Haan haan, sahi rahega.

Main unhe dekhti hui unke samne washroom ke farsh par susu karne lagi. Aur woh chaaw se dekhne lage mano unko koi badi jigyaasa ho ki akhir choot se paani nikalti kaise hai.

Main susu kar uthne lagi to woh bole: Ruko.

Main: Ab kya?

Uncle mug mein pani lekar bole: Kya main dhoke do?

Main: Mmmm… ok.

Sachme in mardo ke umar ke saath tharakpan bhi badne lagti hai. Woh mere samne apne lund jhulate hue baithe. Aur hath mein pani lekar meri jangho ke beech le aaye, meri choot par malte hue use dhone lage.

Bhale ye ajeeb tha par mujhe unke iss gande harkat par maza bhi aa rahi thi. Par sath hi ek ajeeb sa laad-pyaar bhi. Main hasti hui boli: Uncle, aap sachme tharki ho, hahaha!

Ashok uncle: Hahaha, tumhare liye to abse main hun hi, beta.

Tabhi darwaze par khat-khatahat hui aur uncle ghabrate hue bole: Oh, teri! Tere papa hai kya?

Main ghabrati hui uthi aur boli: Shayad, par itni jaldi? Uff aapko boli thi ki kapde mat nikaliyega.

Ashok uncle: Are yaar, ab kya?

To be continued.

Hello Readers, I hope you all are doing well. I am Madhan from Hyderabad. I am a short guy with 5.5 feet. But I exercise daily and maintain a good diet, including protein powder.

I have good stamina and loves to have sex with married women. I work in the information technology sector, and having an affair with a married colleague is always easy. I had sex with more than 35 colleagues in my professional life. Because of the Work from home scenario, my count has not moved further.

Today I am going to talk about one of my sexual experiences with you all. Her name is Julie. She is a daring and practical girl. She was from Pune and the mother of one child when I met her in 2011.

I moved to another project as a senior analyst in my existing company. It’s a large-scale project. Julie is the Project manager for that project. The duration of the project is 2.5 years, and it’s related to the banking domain. Julie has good communication and good skills Management.

She is one of the youngest project managers in the organization and 5 years elder than me. She is 5.2 feet with big eyes and chubby cheeks. Her boobs size is 36. The waist is 30, and the ass is in awesome shape.

I haven’t had any feelings for her for almost all one year. In meanwhile, I fucked 5 married women in the process. Julie is a pleasant person, and she started teasing me. Later she started to show her cleavage to me. She started to wear deep-neck dresses, and I used to see her valley.

That makes my dick hard, but I didn’t try to impress her. I assumed that it was my fault to view her valley. I started to maintain social distance from her During the day, we both were in a meeting room due to a call.

There were a few action items on my side. I was discussing with her. But she changed the topic, and our conversation went as below.

J: Madhan, do you like me?

I am confused, her tone neither horny nor serious. I was mute and didn’t expect this question from her.

J: Speak up. Do you like me as a friend?

Me: Yes, I do.

J: You don’t like my body?

Me: What?

J: You don’t like my cleavage and ass cheeks?

I don’t know how to respond to her. But I was not in my comfort zone on that topic with her.

J: You can say. I love someone is watching my shape. I feel young and work effectively. I wanted you to see my cleavage and panty. Even you can talk dirty in private. I love it.

Me: Ok, Julie.

Then we both left the meeting room. I didn’t take it seriously. The next day again, we both were in one and one meeting. She wore a black shirt and grey pants. Her shirt is deep, and she did not put on her top button. She didn’t wear a bra inside, and I saw her nipple during our conservation.

I saw her navel from the button gap. My mood has changed, and my dick has raised. My boner is up. Our conversation had ended, but Julie started to watch my boner with naughty looks.

J: Your dick loves my nude boobs?

I smiled.

J: It’s ok, you are young. I understand your situation now. So after office, will you fuck Priya?

I just smiled.

J: Don’t think about my boobs while fucking her.

I don’t know how to respond to her. I just smiled and exited the meeting room.
In the evening, I fucked Priya after office hours. I had my dinner and was ready for sleep. I lay on my bed, and I received a message from Julie.

Julie was asking that “Did you think about my boobs while fucking her?”

Me: Yes, you have big one than her.

J: So you stroke her hard?

Me: What do you think?

J: You must have killed her pussy.

Me: How do you know that?

J: It’s simple. Your dick has raised like a tower after seeing my big boobs. I understand your lust for my bigger boobs.

Me: Why you didn’t wear a bra?

J: To tease you.

Me: Are you looking for sex from me?

J: Definitely not. I love to make you hard. I don’t allow you to touch me.

Me: Why?

J: I love to tease men. It’s like a stress buster for me.

On the next day in the office, she asked me how I fucked Priya. I was shy, but she was forcing me.

J: Did you fuck her in doggy style? Did you fuck her in missionary? Have you ever licked her pussy? Say.

I was feeling shy and said we both had a good time in bed.

J: Say it, Madhan! Don’t be shy. Sex includes all dirty things. It’s a natural thing.

I was surprised by her words. She is very comfortable speaking about sex without any hesitation. She is using words like pussy, dick, assfuck like that.
I started to share my experience with her. Daily we used to have sex conservation for half an hour.

After a month, she told me that “Madhan, my hubby is not fucking well, I am not satisfied with him. My pussy is wet.”

Me: Oh! Sad.

J: Yeah. It’s sad for me. He is not fucking for 5 minutes also. I am depressed. I will catch you later.

Then she left for a meeting. We didn’t talk for a week due to her busy schedule. Later on the weekend, she came to my flat. It’s a surprise for me, and I stay alone in one BHK flat. I never thought she would visit my flat without prior notification.

She wears a deep-neck tight shirt and small jean shorts. She is looking smoking hot in that dress. I can see her big boobs over her shirt and shaved legs. I didn’t wear boxers, and my dick has raised like a tower. I wore a tee and shorts and didn’t wear underwear inside. She sat in bed and started the conversation.

J: I came to my parent’s place just 5 km away from here. I was bored thought of hanging out with you for some time. Did I disturb you?

Me: No, you didn’t disturb me.

J: Then why do you have a huge bulge?

Me: You wore a seductive dress.

J: It’s an old top. I bought them for my honeymoon. I wore this today to make your dick wet.

Me: You don’t want sex with me, then why are you making me wet?

J: Chuckles. I love to tease you. Tell me which condom you use? My hubby likes Durelex.

Me: I use the same brand.

J: Hmm! How does Priya during the sex?

She moans.

J: Did she say bad words? I always use bad words during sex. My hubby loves it.

Me: She moans, not bad words.

We both had a dirty conversation for one hour and left the room. I felt relaxed and closed the door. My dick is high, and she makes me wet with free-flow sex talks. After a minute, my calling bell rang. I opened the door.

It’s Julie again. She had forgotten her mobile. I didn’t close the door, she picked her mobile from the bedroom and said bye again. She didn’t remove her high heels either. She steps out after picking her mobile, and again she steps into my flat.

J: Your dick is still high. Are you still thinking about my big boobs?

Me: Yes, would it be possible to see it now?

J: Hmm, my pussy is a wet baby. My hubby does not satisfy me. Anyways, I would love to tease you.

Me: You make me wet.

J: Masturbate darling bye.

I closed my door, but again she knocked on my door. I opened the door. She came inside with a heel.

Me: What happened?

J: closed the door, chuckles, I love to tease you.

Me: No.

J: Your bulge is huge, Madhan! I want to see your dick. Otherwise, I can’t sleep properly.

Then she came near to and pulled my shorts down. My dick is raised, and I was stocked with her behavior. I never expected it from her. She touched my dick with her soft fingers, and my dick has spread further.

J: Fuck! You are an asshole! Madhan, your dick is long and thick. Fuck man! My hubby’s dick is not long, and it’s half of your thickness. I love your dick.

My mood changed after she touched my dick. She is massaging my dick with her soft hands.

J: Madhan! I love your dick. I can’t wait for blow now.

Then she started to lick my dick slowly. Fuck! It’s an awesome feeling. Then she kissed the head of my dick and took my dick inside her mouth. I put my hands inside her hair and started to push her head towards me. Oh! She is awesome in blowjobs. Her licking skills are awesome.

I got goosebumps, and my blood was burning with lust. She couldn’t take my whole dick inside. I was horny and pushing and pulling her hair hard. She is making a noise and licking my dick.

Me: Julie! I am ready for cum.

I cum inside her mouth. It’s was a huge cum, but still, my dick is inside her mouth. She gave me a blow for around 10 minutes. No other girl has sucked my dick for a long time. She is bold and not shy in giving a blowjob.

J: Your dick makes me bitch. Madhan, I love your dick. Do you have condoms?

Me: Yes, I do have. It’s in the bedroom.

J: Fuck me.

Then I moved to the bedroom and picked the condom from the wooden almirah. In between, I heard her heel noise. She stepped inside the bedroom. When I turned back, she was in the nude. She is knotting her hair. Her boobs are huge with brown nipples.

I don’t know what happened to me. I hug her tightly. I started crushing her boob with my chest. Then I pushed her on the bed. But Julie is asking me to fuck.

J: Madhan, stop it and fuck me.

Me: Let me enjoy your boobs.

J: Asshole! It’s a boobs only. My pussy is wet. Then she placed my hand on her pussy.

Me: Rubbing her pussy and biting her nipple.

J: Aww! Madhan! See, my Pussy is wet. Please fuck.

Me: I love foreplay and started to suck her big melon and rub her pussy gently.

J: Mother fucker! I am your bad bitch! Fuck my cunt.

I didn’t listen to her and suck her boob one after another and rub her cunt. Slowly I pushed my index finger in her cunt. She started screaming, “Oh! Oh! No Madhan! Don’t make me wet further! I am waiting for your dick.”

She started to pull my hair, and I pushed my middle finger inside her cunt. Her pussy is wet, and I touched her g-spot. She is moaning badly. I bite her both nipples hard. Her moans were loud, and she asked me for fuck.

After some time, she put on the condom and asked me to fuck. But I started to lick her juicy pussy. She started moaning like “Madhan! Bastard, I am a shameless person and don’t make me shy. Ahhh, I love this pussy licking! I had never experienced it before. Suck! Lick!”

I lick her pussy for a few minutes and am ready for the missionary position. She didn’t remove her big heel. She moved her legs wide and said, ” Madhan! Go slow. Your dick is thicker, and don’t push hard.”

I started to push my dick slowly inside her pussy. Her pussy was wet, and I started to push my dick with little pace. She holds me tightly and moans badly. Her moans were loud. I pushed my dick inside her cunt. Then I started to and fro shots, and she was moaning.

The room is filled with a tap, tap sound and her bad moans. She is asking me to fuck hard, and we both had around 10 minutes of high-intensity sex. We both were tired, and I removed my dick.

Julie is breathing heavily. Her eyes were in tears. We both were in silence for a few minutes. After that, Julie said

J: Madhan! I love your dick. It broke my pussy lips and reached deep into my hole. I never experienced this pleasure. I am your bitch. Remove the condom. I would like to taste your salt dick.

I removed my condom, and she started the blow again for a few minutes. After that, she positions herself in a doggy position. I put on the new condom and fucking her in the doggy style. She has a cushion. She placed my hands over her boobs.

I was rubbing and pressing her boobs hard. She is moaning. Her moans were horny in a doggy position. Her boobs are big, and I love pressing them hard. We both fuck for around 5 minutes.

J: Madhan! Your dick reached deep in my pussy. I can’t join for another round. I am satisfied now. My hubby and ex didn’t reach that point. I will be your bitch always.

Then she wore her dress and left the room. She did not wash her pussy post-sex session. We both spent close to 45 minutes, but it was like a high-intensity session for me.

The next day, I felt bad because I didn’t have any bad intentions for her. I respect her as a mentor. After that, she started to maintain distance with me in the office and professionally interact with me. I was happy with her approach as I didn’t want to continue the affair with her.

But after a month, she visited my flat over a weekend. It’s a Saturday, post my lunch, she came to my flat around 3:00. She closed the door and gave a wild smile, and started removing her dress. In less than a minute, she removed my clothes and her clothes.

My mind is blank, and I don’t know how to react. My dick is erected and standing like a tower after seeing her nude boobs. She is in knees and sucking my dick like a lollypop. She swallows my cum and makes me wild.

Post blowjob, she slapped on my ass cheeks and said,” Let’s lick and fuck me fast. I have one hour.”

I follow her instructions and lick her pussy. I put on a condom, but she removed the condom and encouraged me without a condom. I started fucking her without a condom. Her moans were bad.

She is moaning like, “Yes, Yes, go deep, Madhan! I am the mother of whores.”
I fucked her ass and pussy for close to 40 minutes, and then she left the flat. But again, she came on Sunday. We both had sex without a condom.

Later, she came to my flat daily. She used to come before the office or post office and sometimes in the early hours. I couldn’t say no to her in bed. But I want to stop the affair with her because I also want to taste other colleagues’ pussy.

Me: Don’t you get periods? You are coming daily for more than a month.

J: Asshole! You are a duffer.

Me: What?

J: I am pregnant! So no periods for me. You are such a duffer.

Me: Surprised, How come you are pregnant? Did you take pills, right?

J: I want a second baby. You and my hubby are fucking me daily without a condom. So I am pregnant.

Me: I don’t know how to react. Please don’t scare me.

J: Don’t worry, I have a trust factor with my hubby. He never comes to know about your contribution.

But I was shocked by her daring and fear-free approach. Post that, I left the organization in less than a year.

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The story picks up exactly at the end of part 1. Please read it first in case if you have not. Part 1 ended when Abhiram masturbated in his bathroom.  The only 2 residents of the house are him and his mom, Spoorti, who just finished a belly dance practice. Now, just as Abhiram reaches climax, there is a knock on the bathroom door.

I quickly tried to use my mom’s underwear to wipe off the cum. As I had used it like a glove. I hear the latch open and the door creak open. Shit, I realize I didn’t lock the door properly.

The door opens, and I see my mom in a green nightie. My mom assesses the view. I’m holding her underwear in one hand. On the other hand, her pajama tearing in the dance sequence is playing on loop on my phone.

My penis is rock hard in the open. My mom glances up and down. I can see that she is very angry.

“Beta, what are you doing?”

“Ma, I can explain.”

“I can see what you are doing. Give me the phone first and wear your pants.”

I do what she says with one hand. She checks the video and immediately deletes it. And then, “Give me my underwear. I just came to pick it up. Now I need to clean your semen from it.”

“Ma, I’m sorry.”

“Just give it to me and go. I’ll wash it. I’m tired now. I’ll give you your phone tomorrow. Have I not taught you about sexual reproduction? Chee!”

I handed over the panty. I could see the shiny white semen starting to drip and touch her palm. I suddenly felt another boner. But I quickly went to the hall and was sleeping on the diwan. Later that night, mom was quiet during dinner, and we just slept after.

Now, Thursday passed by uneventfully. Friday morning, we woke up early and decided to shoot the final video in our rented dance studio. Thankfully, it was within a walkable distance from our house. We packed our bags. I was supposed to pack my mom’s costume.

This is where my lust kicked in again. I was very jealous of this bra that it got to hold my mom’s beautiful breasts. Since the dress was small and revealing, my mom decided to change it in the studio. We reached in 10 minutes and met our studio landlord, Ramappa, there.

My mom went to the washroom there to change and realized it was locked. Ramappa informed us that it would take 30 minutes to unlock it. Since we were on the clock, my mom told me to guard the studio door against the inside so that she would change there.

Again, I felt my penis rising. I was watching my mom strip again, this time fully. She changed very quickly. But I managed to see her side boob in the reflection of the studio mirror. Finally, she was ready.

She put on some makeup and left her hair down. Her waist-length hair was partitioned half-half and covered each of her breasts. Even the golden decoration was stunning, with her mini blue skirt and her thick thighs.

Suddenly Ramappa entered and looked at my mom as though she were some animal. He says,

“Madam, you look awesome. Even I’ll stand and watch your dance.”

My mom couldn’t say no and signaled me to start recording and playing the music. We decided to finish recording in 2 takes. First take, oh my god. My mom had practiced so much that she had become a pro at it.

Her moves were very fluid. Now her hips were shaking so fast that the golden decoration around it moved too. I again felt my penis rising. The second take was where it happened.

Midway between the dance sequence, her sports bra snapped in the middle and exposed both her breasts. Both Ramappa and I were watching so intensely.

My mom’s breasts were as though 2 squishy melons were attached to her chest. She realized the wardrobe malfunction and at the moment slipped and fell. She shouted in pain as she sat half-naked on the floor. I ran to her and wrapped my jacket around her.

She had sprained her right ankle when she fell and was examining it. I took my chance now. I had a safety pin and carefully coupled each of her breasts in the torn bra hole. Surprisingly she didn’t say anything, and I put the pin.

Now the bra was intact, and my desires were fulfilled. I touched my mom’s boobs. They were warm and sweaty and felt like huge water balloons. I helped her up, and she was limping.

Ramappa said he needed to check something and left. My mom just put her pant back on the miniskirt and wore my jacket. I quickly ran over to the recording phones and switched them off.

I told her, “Ma, I think take 1 was good. We can send that recording.”

She said ok and stepped out into the lobby of the studio. Then I hear Ramappa call my mom.

“Madam, can I talk to you privately for 5 minutes?”

“Ok.” My mom limps to the desk.

I hear Ramappa saying, “Madam, I have one idea. If you do it with me, I won’t ask for rent the day after tomorrow. We’ll do it by the hour, and each hour we do it, I’ll take off one month.”

My mom was shocked. Ramappa was asking her to become a whore. But my mom was actually considering it. We really needed the money.

Surprisingly she says, “I can agree on the spot for 3 hours.”

“Oh my god, madam, I didn’t expect you even to consider this.” He takes out a slip of paper and says, “Madam, these are my fantasies. If you agree to these, including the 3 hrs, I’ll grant you a total of 6 months rent off.”

My mom took the paper and said she’d have to see these and tell. Ramappa was overjoyed.

After this, we left the studio and arrived home. I was so jealous of Ramappa that he gets to directly fuck my mom. My mom didn’t say anything except to delete take-2 and edit and send take-1. I completed this in 1 hour and went to talk to my mom.

She had already changed and was sleeping on the cot. Her right ankle was wrapped in a sprain bandage.

“Ma, did you really agree to have sex with Ramappa?”

“Beta, you won’t understand. We really can use the money. Plus, even I have needs like you the other day in the bathroom.”

“But Ma, here you are becoming a prostitute. What will others think of you?”

“Beta, this is one time only and will never happen. Now stop arguing and bring these items.”

She hands me the paper Ramappa had given her. I read it. It says what Ramappa desires, bed with rose petals, my mom to wear only a nightie and no undergarments, etc., nothing too fancy. I look surprisingly at my mom again, as she is going to such lengths to make money.

She says, “Beta, one more thing when Ramappa comes to fuck me tomorrow. You stay nearby only as I haven’t had sex since your father died, and I have this sprain also. I don’t know how painful it’ll be tomorrow as Ramappa looks like a barbarian.”

I was completely shocked as for the first time she used the word fuck. She was asking me to help her have sex. Now all the jealousy went away from me, and I simply nodded. I wasn’t going to see my mom being fucked if I couldn’t fuck her myself.

I bought the roses and some condoms too from the society vendor. When I came back, my mom was asleep already.

So the next morning, Saturday, my mom checked her account, and the dance money was already paid. She quickly paid all the bank defaults.

Ramappa arrived at exactly 2 pm and looked like a villager. He was wearing a banyan and dhoti. My mom looked a bit disappointed by this.

“Madam, where?”

“Oh, let’s go to my bedroom, and first, you can wash up.”

After that, “Ramappa, we have some rules. We have already made arrangements for the things you asked for. I’m already in the nighty.”

“Ok, Madam. I will stop once you ask and will follow any rule you say.”

“My son, Abhiram, will be here in the room watching. He’ll act as my pimp.”

“Ok, Madam. Shall we start?”

My mom limps to the bed due to her sprain and lays down. “You can start Ramappa.”

My penis was already hard. Now I will tell you all exactly what happened. The first thing Ramappa did was remove his clothes and become completely naked. His dick was 6inches and had a jungle of pubic hair. My mom probably never had 6inches before as mine is also 4.5inch.

Ramappa became an animal now, rough and anything he wanted. Now I started the 3 hours timer.

First 20 minutes, he pulled my mom’s head front and back on his black dick. My mom was fully clothed and was choking on it in 10 minutes. She signaled Ramappa to stop after 20 minutes. Her face was already white from the cum.

“Ok, Ramappa, what next?”

“Madam, get ready.”

He tore her nightie in half after that. Now my mom was completely naked in front of me. Her features were perfect, and she, too, had a jungle of pubes.

Next, Ramappa kissed her for 20 minutes straight. He licked his cum from her face. After that, he proceeded to eat her pussy. My mom moaned, and I had never imagined her making those sounds.

Now, 1 hour had passed. 2 more left. Ramappa spread my mom’s legs wide now, ready to insert his rod. But my mom screamed, “No.”

Ramappa was shocked, “Madam, 2 hours left.”

“No, no. You wear a condom. I will get pregnant otherwise and risk of STD.”

She put the condom on his dick now. After this, Ramappa started slow thrusting. He was standing, and my mom was at the edge of the bed with her legs spread apart.

This went on for almost 1 hour. They switched so many positions, doggy, cowgirl, and even reverse cowgirl. My mom had moaned so much and was very tired. She was so sweaty that it looked like she had taken a bath.

I’m the end. My mom was crying from the pain. Ramappa saw this and said, “Madam, I think you will bleed if I do more. You agree for one thing, and we can stop at 2.5 hours.”

In a very high pitch, “Ok,” as Ramappa didn’t even stop fucking to talk to her.

“Madam, let’s do anal in the bathroom.” My mom looked scared and said, ok, anyway. I quickly added a plastic cover to her sprained ankle as they were about to get wet.

30 minutes left on the timer now, they started anal. Ramappa was so strong, he picked her up and did anal as though she was a doll. She was screaming now in pain.

Finally last 15 minutes, he threw her on the bed and started masturbating with one hand and fisting her with the other. She came in the nth minute and their time was over. He ejaculated all over her face and hair and told her not to wipe it for the day.

After that, he left my mom in pain on the bed and got dressed. He gave me the 6-month tax invoice for free rent.

“Madam, call me whenever you want this again.”

That’s the end of the story of getting caught masturbating by my mom. I will be continuing the story soon. Please leave reviews and comments on [email protected]

My name is Renjan, my wife and to decided to visit her house on a weekend. She wanted it to be a secret. So I kept it that way. I love driving so I insisted to drive.

We reached her house on a Friday, her father and mother was happy to see us both. We were having a great time until a distant relative came searching for her father.

One of her distant cousin was in labor and was in need of blood. And luckily, my wife had the same blood group. So, my father-in-law took her to the hospital. I didn’t go because I was tired.

Suddenly, it started to rain and the power went out. It was getting late so my mother-in-law went to sleep. The rain was getting louder and stronger. As the house was in a low lying area, so my father-in-law and my wife decided to stay in the hospital that day. They informed my wife’s mother about this.

As the rain was getting stronger, suddenly my my mother-in-law’s room started to leak. Since there was no other option, she came to the hall in which I was sleeping. I was past asleep, I didn’t know any of these things.

When I woke up, I could see someone sleeping in the same room as I was. And of course I thought it was my wife as she used to do this all the time.

Since it was raining, I was too horny. So I moved towards her and gently whispered, “I am too horny. Come, let’s fuck.”

I didn’t hear any reply but I could see her eyes in the dark. Since she didn’t say ‘no’, I proceeded.

Before getting to my story, let me tell you about my wife’s mother. She was too cute for her age. Her face and body was of a teenager.

My mother-in-law was facing the other side so I slowly kissed her hand and placed it inside my pants and gently started to stroke it. At first, she didn’t move her hand but then she slowly started to move her hand. I slowly turned her toward me and I was really surprised to find this to be my MOTHER-IN-LAW!

She looked so scared. I told her what happened. After hearing this, she said, I haven’t done things like this other than with my husband. It would be nice if you could help me.”

I was not that surprised. She had intentionally shown me her cleavage and thighs many time. We both started kissing. I slowly took off my willing mother-in-law’s saree. She was not wearing any inners.

I kissed her neck. She continued to stroke my dick. I slowly removed her blouse and skirt. My MIL was completely nude in front of me and the current came back. I turned on the lights. She was looking gorgeous. Even though she aged, her body looked far better than her daughter’s. Her boobs were round unlike my wife’s.

I made her stand up, I sucked my mother-in-law’s boobs in, I milked them well. It was like honey. I slowly spread her legs, she was not that hairy. I found her g-spot. She stopped me and then whispered, “I might moan..” tTis made me even more hard. M mother-in-law was a moaning bitch!

I gently massaged her spot, as she said, she started to moan. My wife’s mom was a squirter. I didn’t know about this until she started squirting.

I pulled off my pants, I took my dick out and told her to kneel before me. I then shoved my dick to my mother-in-law’s mouth to deepthroat as my wife never allowed me to do so. I mouth-fucked her to a point after which she started squirting.

Then I cummed in her mouth. My mother-in-law swallowed my cum completely. I took my dick out of her mouth and put it in her ass. I knew her husband had not tried it to date. My assumption was right, it was too hard.

So she went to the kitchen. I followed her to the kitchen. My mother-in-law oiled my dick to fuck her in the ass. Since no one was home, I fucked my wife’s sexy mother in the ass on the kitchen floor. It was so tight that we fucked for hours to release that tension.

Her pussy started dripping so I had to push my dick in it went smoothly. I fucked her pulsating vagina like newer. Her moaning was louder that the rain. I kissed her ears while fucking. She loved it. Finally, I cummed in my mother-in-law’s pussy.

Afterward, we both went to sleep as if nothing happened. The next morning, she woke up and cleaned all the places before everyone come. And she gave a blowjob afterwards.

That night after having food, my father-in-law suggested us to go to the terrace to sleep there. We all agreed.

When we reached there, my wife and her father started talking and they both were distracted. So I slowly moved my hand towards my mother-in-law’s ass and started massaging it. She resisted it at first then she realized it was safe so she agreed.

Slowly, she placed my hand to her clit. Suddenly, my wife came near me and sat beside me! She had no clue that I was fingering her mother!!

I slowly placed my other hand on my wife’s boobs from the back so that my father-in-law wouldn’t see what I was doing. My mother-in-law was trying so hard to suppress her moans. That night, after fucking my wife, I went to the bathroom where my mother-in-law was waiting and fucked her too.

This has been going on for a while. Last week, I was happy to hear the news that my mother-in-law is coming to stay with us as my wife is pregnant now and she needs help and support. I hope we would have a good time then. If you like my story please leave a comment.