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I am sharing the second part after almost a year. So, Sorry for that. I will come with the next part sooner. Now let’s continue with the story.

After climaxing herself, Malini wore the bathrobe provided by the hotel. Now that we have paid to stay in such a luxurious hotel, we should make good use of it, was her thought behind it. Before, she was reluctant to wear as she mostly wears a saree or other traditional dresses. But now she has changed her mind.

Another benefit of wearing the bathrobe, which she thought would help tease her son. She wanted him so bad inside her, but she wanted to play hard to get. She donned the bathrobe and tied its knot along her waist, making her hourglass figure more noticeable. It exposed more of her cleavage.

She stepped out of the bathroom and found Anil still sleeping. It was already 9 am. She jumped up on her son’s underwear-clad body. Startled, Anil woke up.

“Wake up, beta, we need to go visit some beaches today. I am so excited to swim on these beaches,” Malini said, sitting up on his waist.

While hearing this, Anil saw his mom in this bathrobe which showed off her cleavage. The flesh there seemed so round and perky. The skin there looked so smooth and polished. Her body was smelling amazing as she had bathed. The bathrobe also exposed Malini’s thighs.

Anil was seeing it for the first time as she always used to wear sarees. He wondered whether she had worn anything under her bathrobe or not. He was already having morning wood. His mother sitting up across his waist in the vicinity of his morning wood made his cock even order.

He wanted to feel her pussy with his cock, at least touch it. He tried pumping his cock upwards to touch her pussy lips. Later he would regard this incident as an accident if he gets scolded by his mother. Yes, he did manage to touch him, but he felt her soft underwear instead. Malini quickly felt what had happened.

“Are you hard again? Oh yes, these may be the morning woods that young boys have in the mornings, right?”

“Yes, mom,” said Anil embarrassingly.

Anil secretly wished that his mother would again use the magic of her hands and relieve him from his raging boner. Rather, he heard his mom asking him to take care of it himself. They were going to spend the rest of the day on the beach, and Anil would be in shorts.

Anil went into the bathroom and jacked himself off by recalling the touch of his mother’s hand on his cock. Her fingers were scratching his balls. Her smooth bare leg across his abdomen. It didn’t take him long enough to cum.

When Anil used to watch porn alone, he used to think that he takes a lot of time to cum and felt pride in that. But, last night, he had cummed way earlier than expected when his mom was wanking him off. And even now, in this shower, he didn’t take long.

The myth he had created and believed by himself was busted. It made him feel sad about himself. All dreams he had thought about satisfying girls with his wonder cock were disappearing from his imagination.

They spent the afternoon shopping as it was too hot to be out on a beach. Anil told his mom that this was Goa. Nobody who comes here wears a saree on a freaking beach. She was reluctant to wear any other form of dressing as she had not worn them before.

Anil filled her with confidence that she would look good in them even though she hadn’t worn them before. Thus, she finally managed to convince her to at least wear shorts and a t-shirt. It wasn’t completely beachwear, but it was a major upgrade from a saree for sure.

Anil found his mom too attractive in this new outfit. Anil was roaming on the beach shirtless, flashing his muscular torso and his abs. He was receiving stares from other girls. His mom was noticing it.

Anil also ogled at other girls’ bikini-clad bodies. But all these bikini-wearing girls were foreigners, Russian mostly. Some of them were beautiful, but Anil didn’t like that pale skin of them. It looked like an underside of a lizard. Indian girls’ skin is best, was what Anil thought.

But he still ogled at those girls as he wouldn’t get many opportunities of seeing girls in bikinis in India. They spent the day visiting different beaches and enjoying the views. Anil enjoyed his mom sitting behind him on the Scooty they had rented for their stay. A typical thing every Goan tourist does.

On their way back home, a boulder came under the Scooty’s front wheel, losing balance. To stop them from falling, Anil tried to balance the scooty and successfully managed to do so. But his wrist got sprained due to force. Malini then drove the scooty to a doctor.

The doctor just suggested some painkillers. He said the pain might linger for 3-4 days, but the wrist will recover naturally. Malini was happy that there was no fracture. Anil also knew that not having a fracture was good news, but he wasn’t relieved from the pain in his right wrist.

But soon, he was about to find out that the sprain was a blessing in disguise. They were in the room. Malini recalled that they had spent that whole day so well except for that little mishappening on their way back. She called her husband went into the balcony to continue the conversation further.

Anil was lying in his bed with the phone in his left hand. He hadn’t noticed until now how little he could do the tasks with his left hand. Even holding his phone was a difficult thing. He was scrolling through Instagram. As usual, he came across hot beautiful girls. It sparkled the lust within his loins.

He decided that he would uninstall Instagram before doing the no-nut November thing if he ever wanted to. He went to sleep, tired from the pain. He woke up directly the next morning. He thought he hadn’t had a better sleep. It was probably due to the painkiller pills.

When he turned his head towards his mom, he saw that she was already staring at him.

“Are you feeling okay?” Malini asked. “How’s your wrist?”

“The painkillers seem to be working, I guess,” replied Anil.

“Well, that’s good, but I see you have got another morning wood. I am going for a shower now. Take care of that till then,” said Malini, pointing at his hard-on. Malini knew she was playing her game so well.

She went into the bathroom. But obviously, Anil couldn’t help himself with his broken right hand. He tried with his left hand, but it couldn’t just happen. He thought the hard-on would go away if he just peed.

It was an attached washroom. The glass separated the toilet and the shower area. He was allowed to enter when he told his mom that he had to pee badly. While peeing, he got glimpses of his mom in just her bra and underwear. But in fear of getting caught sneaking at her, he left the toilet quickly.

Malini stepped out of the bathroom wearing just a bathrobe, the same as yesterday. She saw that Anil hadn’t dealt with the bulge in his shorts yet. She interrupted him using the phone and addressed the issue. She got to know what the situation was and knew that she had to play her cards right.

“Don’t appear too eager,” she told herself.

“I know, it’s awkward, but should I help you with it again?”

“If it’s that necessary, then okay, I guess,” replied Anil, even he was trying not to sound so eager. He had realized now that it was a blessing in disguise. He could compromise his wrist for a handjob from his mom in a bathrobe.

“Yeah, it is unhealthy if we just let that be.”

She didn’t consider dressing up first. She laid down beside her son. Put her hand across his abs and chest while looking him in the eye. Then she lifted the waistband of his shorts. Anil co-operated by lifting his butt, and then Malini pulled them shorts below his knees.

Anil then shook them off completely with his feet. Malini brought her hand from his knees to his groin. The hand grazed his thigh’s hair before it was wrapped around the base of his cock. She also nudged his balls with her fingers.

Just like before, she kept her thumb pointing at the top and just gave one little pump. Then again put her hand across his abs and muscular chest. Sweat was forming up there. She was teasing him now. Again she grabbed the cock. She pulled down the foreskin until the helmet was completely exposed.

Anil felt a slight discomfort at that as his skin wasn’t pulled that far before.
Malini kept her strokes long and slow. She knew this was most pleasurable for men from her experience with her husband, and this was his son only.

Although her son had a bigger cock than her husband, the same logic must apply, she thought. Every time she stroked with her thumb pointing upwards, her thumb nudged the ridge of his cock’s helmet. That was an ecstatic experience for Anil.

Besides this, he felt his mother’s boobs being crushed on his chest through the bathrobe. She was leaning in on his tall body while reaching for his cock. Malini was teasing Anil by stroking his cock slow and neat as her hand oscillated exactly between the tip to the base at a steady speed.

She knew this wouldn’t make his last any longer. She did so anyway. Although she wanted to feel his cock in her hand longer, she had a bigger plan cooking in her head.

And indeed, Anil couldn’t last much longer, or he could have cum even quicker than yesterday. Malini could feel Anil’s hip thrusting. She had her half bodyweight on him while jerking her son off. But still, the intensity was such that her body weight couldn’t restrain his thrusting hips while coming.

And the cock got even bigger expanded her fist when it exploded the cum. Malini could only imagine how it would feel if Anil came inside her. She came back to her senses and wiped the pool of cum off Anil’s stomach.

Anil wanted to spend the day lying on this bed while his mother would jerk him off every time he got a boner. But that wasn’t going to happen, at least yet. They still went out and roamed around Goa. Anil couldn’t drive the scooty. So now he was a pillion, and his mom was driving the scooty.

Malini asked Anil to hold on to her on the road to avoid falling and getting even more injured. Anil put his left hand around her waist to hold her. He was expecting the touch of the material of the sari. But instead, he found the smooth touch of her skin.

He thought of removing it, but he didn’t. He spread his palm on her stomach, even more, trying to touch as much as skin he could. Earlier, he was calling it a stupid idea of his mother to wear a sari in Goa. But now, he felt lucky that she did. All that smooth skin touching had already given him a boner.

But he didn’t let his mom know by the fear that she wouldn’t let him touch her if she knew. He wished that they never stopped anywhere and kept going so he could keep feeling her stomach. When they reached the hotel back, both of them had to take a shower.

Malini ordered Anil to go in first and get done with his bath. Anil hopped in the bathroom, stripped down completely, and got the shower running. He again realized how useless his left hand was. He couldn’t even apply soap properly to himself. He just left that soap alone and just used water to clean himself.

He then got out of the bathroom and told mom that she could go next. Malini entered the bathroom and stripped down into her bra and panty. Today she hadn’t satisfied herself. All the jerking off Anil in the morning and him touching her navel with his left hand while driving the scooty.

She just had to masturbate. This was also the reason to let Anil go first in the shower. Later she could use all the time she wanted to for herself. She relived all those moments earlier while fingering herself. Anil’s cock in her hand. His hand was on her stomach.

How hot it was, and how close it was to her pussy what if he had untied her sari there itself. She just lost herself in fantasy. She took the soap in her hand to use it on herself to clean her after masturbating. She found the soap dry.

She thought that Anil hadn’t any real bath and just acted as if he had taken his bath out of laziness. She had found him faking his baths earlier as well, back home.

She yelled at him through the door, and they had a small argument. Anil was correct here. He had taken a bath. He couldn’t explain why the soap was dry if he had used it. He told her that he couldn’t use it with his left hand. His right hand was injured.

Malini had some OCD and was adamant that he should use soap as much as possible with his left hand to get cleaned. She couldn’t share the bed with her like that. And the argument went on for a couple of minutes.

Malini put on her petticoat and didn’t care about covering her torso, which was clad in her bra. She called Anil as she told him that she would put soap on him and get it done.

Anil again was in a mixed state. He wanted to get applied soap by his mom. It involved her touching him, and also, he was hesitating. He went with his first feeling. Anil hadn’t changed out of his towel yet. When Anil entered the bathroom, his eyes latched on to Malini’s bra clas boobs.

They had a great shape, although they had slight sagginess as any middle-aged woman would. But there’s something different with such women. He could not also ignore the navel, which he had enjoyed touching earlier with his palm.

“Oh man, that’s some sight,” he thought to himself while seeing his mother like that. He didn’t try to stare hard, though. He feared that it could upset mom. He could lose all those privileges that he was enjoying on this amazing vacation.

Malini, too saw her son’s eyes lingering on her half-naked torso. It gave her some different kind of satisfaction. Anil informed her that he wasn’t wearing any underwear beneath the towel.

“I have been helping you with your hard-on for 2 days. So, I don’t think there is any problem,” said Malini, refraining from using the “jerking off” phrase.

To this, Anil unwrapped his towel and hung it on the handle. He was now standing completely naked in front of his mother in the tight space of the shower.

Malini quickly got the soap and started applying it to Anil. His neck, his shoulders also slightly massaging them, then his chest, underarms, his stomach. Anil was using all his nerves to feel her hand on his skin. He knew it was wrong, but he had to feel it. This resulted in him getting a boner.

It touched Malini’s bare stomach, and that’s when she noticed it and looked at it with wide eyes. Anil quickly apologized for it.

“I have already seen it and helped you with it so, it’s okay,” said Malini.

Malini bent down now, applying the soap to his thighs. She had completely ignored applying the soap to his groin area. Then she applied the soap to his buttocks as well, giving them a slight slap in the process and giggling.

Given Anil’s tall figure, she couldn’t reach his calves and feet comfortably. So she had to get on her knees to reach there. To that, she said, “It was much easier to give you s bath when you were a kid.”

Now Malini was on her knees. Anil’s cock and ball sack was near her face, specifically her eyes and forehead. She could see all the hair on his balls. But somehow, she maintained her focus on applying soap on his muscular calves and then onto his feet.

Suddenly she grabbed his erect cock and started stroking him. To answer the surprise on Anil’s face, she said, “I had to help you with it before going to sleep anyways. Didn’t I?”

“So, I thought I just should do it now.”

The POV for Anil was invaluable, seeing his mom in her bra on her knees in front of his naked body with his cock in her hand. What more could he have asked for? In such a position, Malini had complete access to his cock.

She used both her hands to stroke her son’s cock. Sometimes used one of her hands to massage his hairy balls. It was something new and soothing for Anil. Malini realized how nice a cock her son had while she was using both hands on it. And his balls, they too, were of a good size.

Maybe she should do this often, she thought to herself. ‘Maybe tomorrow morning as well, I could help him a bath. Or should I jerk him off in the bed itself?’  She had just started to get into details, and she heard Anil moan.

She felt his hips thrusting forcefully. Malini loves it, and she realizes that he is about to explode his cum now. But she hadn’t realized that this time the cum wasn’t going to land on Anil’s stomach.

Anil exploded. The first drop landed on his mom’s face, close to her nose and on her cheek. The remaining spurts of cum landed on her boobs which were uncovered by her bra. That was a dream place to cum for Anil. But he knew he had to apologize for it, at least for the sake of it.

‘Flabbergasted’ could be the only word to describe Malini after her son cum on her face and also on her boobs. Never in her life had she imagined that this would happen. And the amount of cum on her boobs was huge. Those sacks had semen-producing mega-machines.

She told Anil that he was completely clean now and asked him out of the shower. She let that cum linger where it had landed for a while, enjoyed the smell of it, and cleaned it.

The story of the passionate sexual affair with mom will be continued.

I thought he was done for the night after my last orgasm. I think that was my 13th orgasm or maybe be 15th. I am not sure how many times he made me come that day. I lost count somewhere along the way.

I couldn’t sense him around me. I think he left the room again after my last orgasm. There I was, fully naked, cuffed to the bedpost, exposed and vulnerable, waiting for him like the wanton slut I am.

Suddenly his voice tore through the silence of the room, startling me and waking me from my noisy thoughts. I couldn’t quite understand what he said, but I just said, “Yes, Sir.” I was not sure what I agreed to, not that I cared anymore.

I just knew by now that he wasn’t going to hurt me. He was my Master, and I, his slave. He will not hurt me. He sat beside me on the bed and stroked my chin. His gentle touch after all these orgasms still received an ‘umm’ from me. His hands trailed down from my chin to my cuffed hands.

He released my left hand and reached across me to release the right. His chest rubbed my nipples which were just freed from the clamps. I moaned at the slightest touch. My hands were free now, and yet I remained unmoved. It wasn’t that I didn’t have energy, or I feared to move.

I just wanted to be the most loyal slave to him, at least for the night. I imagined him smirking at my loyalty, my obedience, and my love. His blue eyes stirring my loins again, I moaned.

He clicked the safety on the cuffs to release my legs. It is ironic how I felt then. I was freer when I was cuffed to the bedpost. It was a great escape from my normally hectic life, the boredom, the routine, and the responsibility.

To tell you about my Master, he is so perfect. I have never seen someone so caring, protecting, loving, cold, composed, eccentric, dominant all simultaneously. I felt safe in his presence.

I had just met him. In a couple of hours, there I was in his room, in his bed cuffed to the bedpost, naked, blindfolded, awaiting his caress, soft kneading, and hard slaps.

That is how much I trusted him, my Master, my savior. I knew I might never see him again. I might never experience this again with anyone else. But that night, he was my Master, and I, his slave. I was thankful for it.

He stroked my writs, his fingers easing into my skin, kneading it slowly to release any tension caused by the cuffs. I knew a bit about aftercare, but this was surreal. I moaned at his ministrations.

After giving me back-to-back orgasms, inflicting pain, treating me like a real slut. My Master was beside me, massaging my hands, calming my nerves. I knew then. I would do anything, I mean anything, to receive this care again from him.

I felt my eyes watering up, a big lump forming in my throat. I swallowed it and let out a deep sigh. I was about to say something when his lips pressed against mine. I was startled by his sudden move. It took me a moment to return his kiss. I was still in my subspace.

It was an out-of-body experience for me. If I did believe in heaven, I know this would be it. The endless orgasms didn’t tire me. I felt my pussy stir up to his kiss. The kiss started slowly, with him massaging my wrists, elevated to a full-fledged make-out session with me pinned to the bed.

He was on top of me, his cock trying to dig a hole into my stomach. I moaned into his mouth as the slightest touch of his cock sent my body into overdrive. I lifted my hips to press against his erection. It only tightened his hold on me.

He used his knees to spread my thighs and rub against my pussy, no sorry cunt! Yes! My cunt. He loved the word. He wasn’t gentle. That is something I like about him. Sex with him was primal, animalistic, pure lust, and nothing else.

It was a deep need to satiate all my bodily wants. I would still cream my panties just thinking about it. My breath quickened to his rubbing of my cunt. I was pinned to a stranger’s bed, his cock pressing into me, and yet I felt protected. His hands pinned my hands to the bed.

He settled on my thighs with his legs pinning my knees to the bed. I was still cuffed to him. Yet somehow, his movements were fluid. He was able to reach down and take a nipple in his mouth without moving an inch. The wetness on my already erect nipples sent gooseflesh over my body.

I lifted my body to try and push the nipples more into his mouth. He moved back, removing his salivating mouth from me, away from my now erect nipples. I didn’t like my tits being detached from his mouth. A need to have his mouth on my nipples sent my body into high drive.

I groaned, threw my head back, and begged him. “Please, Master, please suck my tits. I want your mouth on me. Please,  accept me, Master, take me, please!” I was almost squealing as I finished the sentence.

His deep voice pulled me back from a dream state and pushed me right back into a trance, “Yes, my love, beg me to take you.” His English accent and deep voice melted the last bit of resistance (if I did have any) I had.

I cried, “Oh! Master, please take me, bite my nipples. I am yours to do whatever you want. Bite me, Master. I am your slut, your whore, your cum slut, take me, Master. I want you to mark me with your bites. Please, Master, accept me as your slave.”

I have never been this vocal before. My arousal increased as I fell deeper into submission. I would have given my soul if he had asked for it (Not that he ever would). I was not in a trance. I was aware of his every movement, every breath, every lingering touch, hard caress. I could feel it all.

I could feel it in a heightened state. I was very responsive to his touches, his breath, and his commands. It was like I was in sync with him, and we were a single organism rather than two different people having sex. We were entwined and merged into one. His every move elicited a response from me.

I was squirming under his body, desperately holding on to the last bit of light without being fully engulfed by the darkness. I wanted to let go, fall in a trance, be the loyal slave my Master deserves. Mindlessly obeying all his orders and wantonly giving in to all his demands.

He stopped abruptly, looked deep into my eyes, and laid on top of me. I could feel his throbbing dick at my entrance, dying to enter inside. His lips traced a path from my lips to the ears. He said, or rather whispered a command, his final one, “Let go, let go, my love.”

And I did. I was broken. I was the complete slut that he wanted me to be. I was the complete slut that he deserved. The world around me blurred as his cock breached my threshold for the first time tonight. I realized I was holding my breath. I let myself breathe with a loud gasp.

I clenched my fists and groaned as he moved into me. I thought letting go would be scary, but it was rather exhilarating or rather more freeing. It was pure bliss, almost as if I was floating in the air. I didn’t have any desire of my own, a mind of my own.

I was a mindless bimbo to be used for my Master’s pleasure. I knew that was all I wanted to be – A mindless bimbo, just for my Master.

I remember saying something like: “Master, use me please.” Then I couldn’t hear anything, see anything. But my nerves were at their best. His every touch sent ripples through my body, increasing my pleasure exponentially.

His length was moving in and out of my pussy. I could feel the dick throbbing, the nerves bulging out from his beautiful cock. I could hear myself screaming at the top of my voice. I could hear his groans and feel his breath. I could smell my arousal, his sweat, his pheromones making me want him more.

He kept whispering something in my ear which I could not make up. All that I remembered was his cock moving in and out of my pussy. His balls hitting my ass, and his hands stroking my clit, and me cumming from all of it.

I barely remember begging him to fuck harder and make me his slave, his slut. I felt his weight lifting off of me. His speed increased, hammering me deep inside the pussy. I felt his hands alternatively kneading my breasts, pulling my nipples, and rubbing my clit.

Suddenly, I felt his hands spreading over my neck, choking me. I felt rare happiness filling me. The darkness is replaced by light. The stimulation from being fucked, his smell, and the choke pushed me over the edge. I remember not breathing, struggling to breathe.

Just I was about to lose consciousness, he let loose, and I came. I came so hard that my whole body convulsed, groaning hard. My head was thrown back, my eyes rolled back, and my toes curled. I was convulsing uncontrollably.

He immediately pulled his cock out and pulled me over him. I remember him hugging me as my orgasm slowly subsided, and darkness consumed me.

I woke up very late, almost around 11 AM. I still felt sore, but overall I was so fucking happy and content. I stood in front of the mirror and smiled as my hands ran through the hickey in my shoulder. My Master’s mark!

I closed my eyes and remembered the power he had over me. A chill ran over me, and my nipples stood erect. I didn’t need to meet him again. He doesn’t even have to touch me again. I know ‘He is My Master and I, his, Slave.’

Thank you, guys, for sticking with the story till the end. I know I am recently writing more about Dom/Sub relations. But I think I am in love with that genre. This is one of my biggest fantasies. You can read my other story here as well.

Do not hesitate to contact me at [email protected]. Your comments and love mean the world to me. Please stay tuned for the next story.

Next story – I haven’t named it yet. But it will be about a couple in the forest. It is a fantasy of a fan, a friend. I am going to try to write it with my personal touch. See you guys soon.

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One fine day, I got a text from a person on Grindr saying, “Hey mate, your profile looks interesting. I like your pics too. We are 3 guys, 2 Tops and 1 Bottom. Would you like to join us and have fun?”

After reading his message, I checked his profile. He even sent a few nudes of them having fun. I was very excited after looking at those pics. I was also a little scared and expressed the same to him. He said, “Don’t be scared, join us, and you will enjoy it, I promise.”

My dear readers, I don’t want to reveal the names. To make it easy for you guys to follow the story, I say T1, T2, B1, B2, i.e., top1, top2, bottom1, and me bottom2). By the way, B1 contacted me on Grindr.

B1 asked me to meet at his place on the weekend to get a little comfortable with each other. I agreed. I knocked on the door twice, and he came to open the door. He was in shorts and a t-shirt. He invited me inside, and he brought some hot coffee for us. We were discussing our likes and stuff.

B1: I will need you to trust me. You want to get better at this, don’t you?

B2 (me): Yes.

B1: Well, let’s begin by getting a little more comfortable. Why don’t you take your shirt off, and I will do the same.

I did as he asked me to do, and we both were in just vests.

B1: Wonderful, you have now taken the first step. Are you feeling nervous?

With a little smile and shyness, I said yes.

B1: It is ok. All I want you to do is mirror me. We will start very slow, now take your fingertips. Slowly run them up to your arms across your collar bone and down the other arm. How does it feel touching your own body?

B2: It is ok. I like this.

B1: Now I want you to take your hands and run your fingers down your chest. Press your chest and play with your nipples. Very good, we are making progress.

I was following him step by step, and I felt my body becoming lite.

B1: Calm down and be in the moment and focus on me, my words, and your breathing. Keep playing with your chest.

I was completely lost by that feeling and making little moans. When I opened my eyes, I had a surprise in front of me. There was another guy behind B1 (I guess he is T1). He was playing with B1 boobs while kissing his neck.

B1: Oh, relax, don’t mind him. He’s one of my partners, an extra pair of hands.

They started kissing. I was like a statue in front of them. B1 said, “why did you stop? Keep doing what you were doing. You said you trust me. This is what you need, stay focused, focused on the feeling and keep playing with your body.”

They both were kissing, T1 was playing with B1 nipples, and I played with my nipples while watching them.

B1: now I want you to take your pants off, completely naked below your waist. I want you to be more comfortable with your body.

Now B1 got into doggy for T1, and T1 opened B1 short and kissed his ass and rimmed his ass.

B1: Now his tongue is right on my ass hole, you don’t be embarrassed. Don’t stop playing. His face is buried in between my ass cheeks. He is moving his tongue up and down my ass hole, and his tongue is so wet. How does it make you feel when I describe what he’s doing to me?

B2: Horny!

T1: Spanks B1 ass.

B1: I’m grinding my ass on his face. Would you like to know how it feels like?

B2: Yes.

B1 came crawling on his knees to me. I spread my legs wide and smelled my body and kissed and bite on my thighs. A shock went through my body. While B1 was playing with me, T1 entered his dick in B1 ass.

B1 continued describing, “His cock is sliding in my ass.” B1 started to suck my cock, and I was feeling very relaxed. T1 continued giving strokes and also spanked B1 ass.

We both B1 and me are moaning with pleasure. T1 was pulling B1 hair while fucking his ass rough and raw. Out of pain, B1 was trying to move from the position. But T1 pushed him down back to the same position and again spanked his ass.

Suddenly I felt hands on my shoulder. When I turned back, there was another man (I guess T2). I was scared and moved aside.

B1: It’s ok, it is ok. He wants to take your vest off. It would be good for you if you allowed him to touch you as well.

I said ok, and T2 took my vest off. He placed his hands on my chest and started to press it and pinch my nipples, and I was moaning.

B1: Don’t worry about him. Just focus on me.

B1 again took my cock in his mouth and started sucking it. T2 was busy with my chest and kissing my neck. T1 increased his speed and made B1 ass red by spanking it hard. B1 and I were moaning loud.

B1: I want to taste his cock.

I said yes, and T1 came beside me. He opened his zip and put his cock in front of my mouth.

B1: Just follow me and do as I do.

I said, ok. I took a little spit on my hand and applied it on T2’s dick. I moved my hand up and down on his dick. He took it in my mouth and started sucking it like children eat lollipops.

B1 looked at me and said, “That’s perfect. Continue, don’t stop. Yeah, just like that very good it makes me feel proud to see you like this. While I was sucking T2 cock, B1 was fucking T1 dick in a cowgirl position.

B1 asked me, “How do you feel sucking his cock”? I said I liked it.

This will be continued in the next part.

Hi, my name is Mikel (fake) and I am from Kathmandu, Nepal. Today I am going to tell you about how I had a threesome with my sister and her friend Riya.

Please read my previous story, “Fucked Sister’s Friend After Seducing Her” for continuation. I hope you all enjoy this story.

My sister’s friend Riya left after her mother called her. I offered to drop her but she said she could manage on her own.

I was a bit worried about what happened between us as she was my sister’s friend and it could be a little complicated. But the thought of fucking my sister’s friend was making me hard again and I couldn’t stop thinking about the events that happened.

My parents and my sister returned from their trip and I told my sister Radhika that Riya had come by looking for her to which she replied that she will call her later and went to sleep.

I had texted Riya and the message had been seen but there was no reply. I was a little bit worried about what had happened but later at night, there was a message from Riya.

Riya: Hey, what’s up?

Me: Are you okay?

Riya: Yeah, I am fine, it’s just my uncle was a little bit sick so my mom had to leave.

Me: Are you alone at the house right now?

Riya: No, Bruno (her dog) is here with me (laughing emoji).

Me: You know I could be a better company than Bruno.

Riya: I don’t know, Bruno is quite a charmer.

Me: I am a charmer myself and you know what I can do.

Riya: You want to come here?

Me: Yeah, I sure as hell want to.

Riya: But, I called Radhika and she should be here any minute.

Me: Well, I could maybe come after Radhika is asleep.

Riya: Okay, I’ll text you when Radhika is asleep.

It was almost midnight and I was horny and frustrated and waiting for a text from my sister’s friend and constantly watching my phone. When the clock struck 12:35, a message came from Riya.

Riya: Radhika is sleeping.

Me: I’ll be right there.

I reached her house and messaged her and she opened the door. She was wearing a pink nightie and her white thighs were exposed. I pulled her closer to me and kissed her. We closed the door and started to kiss each other like savages. My hand went down to her smooth thighs and I was pressing them.

I opened my sister’s friend’s nightie. I was pressing her boobs and biting her nipples and in no time, we both were naked on the couch.

I was kissing Riya all over her milky white body which had been mesmerizing me from day one. Then I turned her around and started spanking my sister’s pal until her ass got red.

I couldn’t wait anymore so I entered her pussy from behind and she started moaning. I kissed her so that her moaning couldn’t be heard and we were having very rough sex and we were into each other so much that we failed to notice that my sister Radhika had woken up.

I was fucking my sister’s friend when I heard a moan from the direction of the stairs. To my surprise, Radhika was below the stairs, watching us and touching herself! I couldn’t think of anything. My baby sister was touching herself watching her brother and her friend having sex!

I stopped for a moment and Riya realized what was happening. She covered herself and I also covered myself.

Then my sister Radhika came towards us and stared at me and Riya and was saying some things to Riya as how could she betray her like that and all that stuffs. I wasn’t able to move and was thinking that this would be my end when my sister came toward me and said, “She wanted me to fuck her first.”

I didn’t know what to say and before I could react, my sister took my hand away from my dick and started stroking it!

I was afraid and a bit horny at the same time when Riya started kissing me. Then my dick was doing all the thinking for me. I pulled my sister’s mouth closer to my dick and my sister understood her task and started sucking my dick.

I later found out that Radhika and Riya were the sluts of the college.

I then started kissing my sis while I started entering my sister’s friend. Radhika started taking her clothes off and then pulled Riya closer to her pussy. God, that scene of how well Riya was sucking Radhika’s pussy while moaning, is still imprinted in my mind.

I started fucking Riya faster and her moan got louder and that was when Radhika told me, “Won’t you fuck your slutty little sister too?”

I can’t describe how turned on I was and I cummed inside my sister’s friend right away. Then Riya and Radhika started kissing each other. This was my first time watching lesbian sex live and in no time, my dick started rising again. The girls were scissoring each other and devouring each other’s bodies like wild cats.

My sister has the biggest ass a man could ever imagine and a B cup breast. I went behind my sister’s ass and started admiring it. I turned her head around and started kissing her. There was a certain pleasure in doing all these with my little sister whom I have watched growing up.

I started spanking her and she started moaning. I placed myself behind her ass cheek and started teasing her while holding her breast from behind.

My sibling was desperate for my cock and was begging me for it. I was so horny at that point that I entered her and started to bang her, pulling her hairs getting faster at each thrust. I didn’t think I could hold myself much longer. Then her pussy started to grip my penis and her moans started getting louder and louder and she came and me as well.

We fucked five times that night and went to sleep cuddling each other. Who would have thought that I would have two beautiful girls all naked beside me and one of them would be my own little sister? The next time, I will tell you how I fucked my sister in my home while my whole family was around.

You can give me feedback on my email [email protected] and any girl or woman who wants to have some pleasure can also contact me.

Narrated by Bhawna

Hello, main Bhawna. Pichle baar Amit mujhe ye bata deta hai ki Neetu ne use saari baate bata di hai, mere aur Akash ke bare mein. Mujhe pahle hi Neetu par bharosa nahi thi. Ye jaanne ke baad samajh gayi ki Neetu apni hi khel khelne mein lagi hui hai.

Par in baato ko jaan kar Amit ab mere upar bhari pad raha tha. Amit iska fayda uthana chaahta tha aur har maoke par apna hath maar raha tha. Neetu aur Akash khane ke intezaar mein living room mein aakar baithe hue the.

Main aur Amit kitchen mein hi khane ke liye sandwich bana rahe the. Jab bhi use maoka milta to woh kabhi apne hath meri gand par maarta to kabhi meri boobs par. Mere mann mein gussa to thi hi sath hi uski aisi harkato ka romanch bhi.

Main bas khadi kaam karti hui use kabhi tokti to kabhi muskura deti. Kuch hi der bad sab ke liye garma-garm sandwich taiyaar thi. Main aur Amit use lekar dining table par lejakar rakhe.

Hame dekh Akash aur Neetu bhi uth kar aane lage. Neetu aur Akash kafi ghul-mill rahe the aur ab main jaan gayi thi kyu. Khane ke liye hum sab ek sath baithe. Dining table ke ek taraf main aur Amit the to dusri aor Neetu aur Akash.

Kuch der baad chuppi thodti hui Neetu Amit se boli: To Amit, tumhari partner Bhawna ki sandwich kaisi lagi?

Amit mere taraf dekh muskuraya aur fir samne bola: Lajawaab.

Main: Waise Amit ne bhi madat ki to isme uska bhi hath hai.

Is baat par table ke neeche se Amit meri jangh par hath rakh bola: Hahaha, aisa kuch nahi. Bhawna ji ko jab bhi mere hath ki zarurat pade to main hun yaha. Khana banane mujhe kafi pasand hai, aur usme hath batana bhi.

Amit ki baat sunne ke baad Akash mere tarah dekha. Pata nahi kyu uski aankho mein ajeeb sa bhaaw tha, mano woh ab pahle jaisa nahi tha. Yaha table ke neeche Amit apne hath mere lambe t-shirt ke andar lejane laga.

Main chaah kar bhi use rok nahi pa rahi thi. Meri chinta ye thi ki Akash kyu aise chup hai mere samne, kya sachme Neetu usse kuch boli hogi.

Kuch palo baad Neetu firse boli: To khane ke bad kya plan hai?

Main Akash ko dekh boli: Abhi to 12 bajne hi wale hai. Dekhte hai. Kyu Akash tum bhi kuch bolo!

Akash: Hmmm, main main kya bolu, aap jo kaho. Sab kuch to aapke hath mein hi haina Bhawna didi.

Uski ye baat mere kaano mein chubh gayi, “Sab mere hath mein hi hai.”

Yakeenan Neetu use kuch batayi hogi jiss karan woh aise bola. Mujhe ab ye galti lagne lagi. Neetu aur Akash ko akele chorni hi nahi chaiye thi. Main apne soch mein doobi thi jab mehsoos hui.

Amit ki ungliya meri choot ke kafi nazdeek meri jangho ke andhruni hisse par thi. Main jhat se apni janghe dabakar uske hath ko wahi daboch li aur samne Neetu se boli: Mmm. Neetu. kahi bahar chale kya?

Neetu: Bahar kaha? You mean… hum charo?

Main: Haan, main tum Akash aur Amit.

Neetu: Pagal ho kya, hahaha, koi dekh liya to?

Main: Are yaar… koi na dekhe aisi bhi jagah hai is shahar mein.

Main fir Akash ko dekh aage boli: Kyu Akash chaloge?

Akash mere sawaal par Neetu ke taraf dekhne laga. Maano ab uski lagaam Neetu ke hath mein ho, ye dekh meri peet par saamp lot gayi. Akash jise main laayi yaha woh uske isharo pe tha ab.

Main Neetu se boli: Lagta hai Akash ki lagaam ab tere hath mein hai Neetu!

Neetu: Hahaha! Aisa kuch nahi.

Fir Neetu baat taalti hui poochi: To bahar kaha jane ki baat kar rahi hai tu?
Main: Hmmm. yahi mall ya kisi club mein. shaam ke time.

Neetu: Waisa hai to club kal chalte hai. New year ki party karenge!

Akash: Are haan Bhawna didi aapko to yaha ke bohut sare club pata honge hi.

Main samajh gayi ki Akash abhi ye baat taane jaise maarte hue kyu bol raha tha. Jiss din Akash Bangalore pahli baar aaya tha Shobha ke yaha to usne mujhe dekha tha. Main uske yaha Shobha ke kamre mein kapde badal kar apni dosto ke sath club gayi thi (ye aapne season 1 mein padha tha).

Main: Haan haan, pata hai.

Neetu: Aisi koi jagah dekhna jo hum dono ke ghar se door ho. Main nahi chahti ki mere sasural se koi mujhe aisi-waisi jagah dekhle.

Main: Hahaha, nahi-nahi chinta na kar uski. Woh kal dekh loongi main.

Main fir Akash ko dekh boli: Sab hum hi taay kare kya. Indono se bhi poochlete haina Neetu, ki ye kya chahte hai.

Neetu Amit se: To Amit, kuch hai mann mein?

Amit: Woh jo aaplog chaho.

Amit jaise-taise meri jangho se apna hath chura liya aur main boli: Pahle kha lete hai fir sochte hai kuch.
Amit uske baad mujhe nahi cheda par meri nazar samne baithe Akash par thi jo mujhe bilkul bhaaw nahi de raha tha. Mere andar ab ye jaanne ki utsukta thi ki aakhir Neetu ne aisi kya zahar gholi uske andar.

Agle 5-minute mein hum sabne khana khatm kiya. Fir main aur Amit kitchen mein wapas bache kuche bartan dhone chale gaye. Neetu aur Akash wapas living room mein jakar baith gaye the.

Amit ke mere sath hone ke karan mujhe Akash ko apne paas bulane ya usse baat karne ka koi maoka nahi mill rahi thi. Main bartan dho rahi thi jab Amit peeche se mere lambe t-shirt ko uthakar meri gand ko daboch bola: To ab iske baad kya?

Main mud kar boli: Uff woh wahi baithe hai, tum kya kar rahe ho. Hataao apna hath.

Meri baat na sunta hua woh meri gand ki daraar mein hath dalta gaya.

Woh bola: Itna kyu ghabra rahi ho, jab tum ye kar rahi thi tab to tumhe darr nahi laga.

Mujhe Neetu se darr nahi thi, darr Akash se tha, kahi woh na dekhle. Aise hi uske mann mein ab kuch tha aur main nahi chahti thi ki woh ye bhi dekhle.

Amit apne hath aur andar le gaya aur meri gand ki ched par ragadta hua bola: Bataona, ab aage kya iraada hai tumhara?

Main lambi saans chor kar boli: Jo tum chaho. Batao tum kya chahte ho?

Amit apni ungli chaat kar wapas meri gand ke beech le gaya aur thook se sana ungli meri gand ki ched par malta.

Bola: Mere mann mein to ye hai.

Itna kahta hua woh apni ungli mere andar dhakel diya aur main gand kasti hui sihar gayi.

Main: Kya kar rahe ho?

Woh meri baat ka jawab apni ungli andar dhakelta hua diya aur fir bola: Tumhi to boli thi, jo mujhe pasand woh milega.

Main: Par abhi nahi. Please!

Waha living room mein, Narrated by Neetu.

Main mann hi mann kafi khush thi. Khana khate waqt jiss tarah se Akash Bhawna ko jawaab de raha tha. Usse Bhawna ki chidti shakal dekh mujhe itni khushi hui ki main bata nahi sakti.

Akash sachme ab meri lagaam mein tha, uske mann mein maine Bhawna ke khelaaf jo beej boyi woh kamyaab hui. Woh mere sath living room mein baitha hua tha aur kafi gumsum sa tha. Shayad ye soch kar ki Bhawna aur uski apni bhabhi uske sath dhoka kar rahi thi.

Bhawna aur Amit kitchen mein bartan dhone mein lage hue the. To main uthkar Akash ke paas ja baithi aur uske hath ko lekar pyaar se sahlati hui boli: Kya hua Akash, kyu itne chup ho?

Akash: Aah, kuch nahi. Bas aise hi.

Main kitchen ke taraf dekhi. Akash ke shorts par lund ko sahlati hui boli: Dekho to zara, tumhare jaise ye bhi kaise murjhaya hua hai.

Is baat par Akash muskurata hua bola: Woh aisa kuch nahi hai, main theek hun.

Main uske shorts ke zip ko kholi aur andar hath dalkar uske murjhaye lund ko pakad sahlane lagi. Akash ghabrata hua peeche kitchen ki aor dekha aur bola: Amit, woh Amit kitchen mein hai.

Main: To kya hua?

Uske lund ke muh ko anghute se gol-gol sahlati hui boli: Tumhe darr lagta hai kya Amit se?

Akash: Mu… mujhe usse darr nahi lagta.

Main: To kya Bhawna se?

Akash: Nahi-nahi, bilkul nahi, ab to bilkul bhi nahi.

Main apne hath bahar nikali aur hateli par thook ka ek bada gola thook kar hath wapas uske shorts ke andar le gayi. Uske lund par thook lagakar sahlati hui boli: Wahi to, ab hum kisi se kyu dare? Jo chahiye kar sakte hai. Kyu sahi boli na?

Uska lund apne akaar mein aata hua dene laga. Main uske aankho mein dekh boli: Kya pata shayad Bhawna bhi waha kitchen mein Amit ke sath kuch kar rahi ho. Warna thode se bartan dhone mein itna waqt thodi lagega!

Akash kitchen ki aor dekha aur bola: To kya woh…

Main Akash ke kaan ke paas gayi aur boli: Haan, shayad Amit Bhawna ko abhi. chod raha hoga!

Mere aise kahne se uske andar jo uttejna hui woh uske lund ne mere hatho mein jhatke maar kar bata diya.

Main aage boli: To fir kyu na hum bhi maze kare?

Ye kahti hui main jhuki aur sath hi uske lund ko shorts se bahar kheech nikali. Mere thook se sana uska tana hua lund chumak rahi thi aur main uske kareeb jaati hui apne muh mein bhar li.

Waha kitchen mein, narrated by Bhawna

Amit apni ungli se meri gand ko dheere-dheere chod raha tha. Main use rokna chahti thi par woh maan nahi raha tha. Sath hi mere andar ab chudne ki pyaas umad rahi thi.

Amit peeche se mere kaan mein bola: Tumhe maza aa raha hai ya nahi?

Main: Nahi, Amit, please ruk jao abhi.

Main: Agar maza nahi aa rahi tumhe, to apni gand ko dheel kyu de rahi ho?

Ye baat sahi thi. Uske aise meri gand mein ungli karne ke maze mein aati hui main apni gand ki maans-peshiyo ko dheel de rahi thi. Woh ye jaan chukka tha ki mujhe bhi isme maza aa rahi hai.

Main: Please Amit, mujhe ye bartan dho lene dona!

Woh apni ungli aur tezi se mere andar deta hua bola: Aur fir?

Main: Mmmm, aur fir hum mere kamre mein chalenge.

Amit: Kya karne?

Main: Yahi sab.

Amit apni ungli bahar nikal liya aur bola: Theek hai, dholo bartan.

Main rahat ki saans li aur use dekh jhoota gussa dikhakar wapas bache bartan dho kar khatm karne lagi. Kuch 5-minute hua aur mere kaam khatam ho gayi. Main palat kar dekhi to Amit apne shorts mein se lund nikal pahle se hi hath mein liye khada tha.

Uske tane lambe lund ko dekh mann mein romanch daud gayi aur na chahti hui bhi mere honto par muskaan aa gayi. Apne lund ko kisi dande ke tarah upar-neeche daanye-baanye hilata hua mujhe dekh bola: To ab?

Main uske lund ko dekh sachme uttejit ho rahi thi. Aur uss lund se chodwane ki ichcha mere andar badti ja rahi thi. Main use hath ke ishare se rukne ko boli. Living room ki taraf jhaank kar dekhi ki Akash aur neetu kaha hai.

Sofe ke peeche se dekhi ki Akash sofe par baitha hai. Par Neetu kahi nahi dikh rahi thi. Main wapas palatne wali thi jab Amit mere peeche aa khada hua aur mere kamar ko kass kar pakad liya.

Main turant palat kar dekhi. Par usse pahle hi woh mere lambe t-shirt ke nichle chor ko uthakar meri kamar par rak meri gand ko nangi bana daala.

Main dheemi awaaz mein boli: Ru…rukona, kya kar…

Amit apna ek hath samne lata hua mere muh par rakh mere kaan ke paas akar bola: Shhh. living mein koi hai?

Main uske hatho mein dabi awaaz mein boli: Akash hai.

Amit: Aur Neetu?

Main: Nahi woh nahi hai, shayad woh apni kamre mein hai.

Amit fir kuch bola nahi par apne dusre hath se apne lund ko pakad meri choot ki rekha se gand ki ched tak ragadne laga. Main samajh gayi thi ki ye kya chahta hai. Par kuch bolu usse pahle hi usne apni hath mere muh par dubara kass di.

Mere mann mein Akash ke dekhne ka darr bhi tha. Aur sath hi iss baat ko soch uttejna bhi ki Amit ab kya karega mere sath. Ek pall na laga aur mujhe mehsoos hui. Mehsoos hui ki uska lund ka sar meri choot ki diwaaro ko phailati hui mere andar ja rahi thi.

Amit ka lund Akash ke lund se zyada lumba tha. Woh kafi dheere se mere andar ghusa raha tha. Aur mujhe mere choot mein aise lag rahi thi mano woh bas andar jata hi ja raha ho. Fir woh usi tarah dheere se bahar nikala aur dubara andar dhakela.

Isi tarah 3-4 baar karne ke baad mere kaan mein bola: Chahti ho ki main ruk jaun?

Mere choot mein hui uske lund ki ragad se main mast ho chuki thi. Aur sar daanye-baanye hilati hui nahi ka ishara kar di. Amit ko isi jawaab ki zarurat thi. Woh mere muh par apni pakad kasta hua meri choot mein apne lund ko zor se de mara.

Uske akramak prahar pe main dabe muh sisskaar nikaal gayi. Woh ab tak ki saari bhadaas nikalta hua meri choot ko peeche se chodne laga. Main maze leti hui kitchen ke darwaaze pe khadi Akash par nazar rakhti rahi.

Udhar living ke sofe par, narrated by Neetu.

Akash ke lund ko apne muh mein lekar choosti aur khaati hui main har pall use apne aaghoosh mein apna gulaam bana rahi thi. Kabi uske lund ke sar ko muh mein bahar ke choosti. To kabhi apne muh mein uske pure akar ko sama leti.

Apne sar ko upar-neeche hilati hui apne muh mein uske lund ko kuch der chodwane ke baad main uth baithi. Uthte hi Akash ke peeche kitchen ke darwaze ke paas Bhawna jhaank rahi thi.

Par sath hi woh hill bhi rahi thi aur uske muh par uski awaaz dabati hui ek hath bhi tha. Samajh gayi ki Amit use peeche khada chod raha tha. Mujhe dekh bhawna hairani se dekhne lagi.

Shayad woh nahi jaanti thi ki sofe ke is taraf main pahle se hi thi. Mujhe dekh woh aankh maarti hui muskuradi par main chup rahi. Mere us taraf dekhne par Akash sar ghuma kar dekhne gaya to main turant uske gaal ko pakad rokli.

Woh boli: Uff… tumhara dar ab bhi nahi gaya. abhi nikalti hun use tumhare andar se.

Ye kah kar main uth khadi hui aur adao ke sath Akash ki aankho mein dekhti hui. Apni shorts nikal pheki aur sirf apni nightdress ki top mein khadi boli: Dekho mujhe aur seekho.

Apne ghutne uske kamar ke ird-gird rakh uske god mein chahadti hui aage boli: Seekho ki kaise main kisi se nahi darti.

Ab Akash ka lund meri choot ke theek neeche tha, ek hath se uske baalo ko pakad apni chahti se lagali aur peeche Bhawna ko dekhti hui Akash se boli: Dekho kaise mujhe Bhawna se koi darr nahi.

Apni dusri hath se uske lund ko pakad apni choot ke muh par lagayi aur dheere se baithti hui use andar leti hui boli: Aur naa hi Amit se… mmmm!

Uska tana khada lund meri choot mein upar ki aor ghusti gayi aur main bhawna ko dekh baithti gayi. Bhawna ko kitchen ke darwaze ko pakad hilti dekh mein samajh gayi ki Amit use kafi zor-zor ke dhakke de raha hai. Use aise chup kar chudte dekh mere andar bhi waise hi zor-zor se chudne ki aag bhadak rahi thi. Uss uttejna mein main dheere-dheere Akash ke lund par uthne baithne lagi.

Aur apni choot uske lund se chudne lagi. Dheere-dheere maze mein aati hui meri kamar tezi pakadne lagi aur main Bhawna ke khate dhakko ke taal mel ke sath yaha Akash ke lund par uchalne lagi.

Naa hi Amit Bhawna ko aahe bharne de rahi thi na hi main yaha apne siskariya Amit ko sunane layak nikalna chahti thi. Par ye baat mere maze ko aur bada rahi thi. Naa hi Akash jaanta tha ki uske peet peeche Bhawna chud rahi hai aur na hi udhar Amit jaanta tha ki diwaar ke is taraf main bhi ab chud rahi hun.

Kitchen ke darwaze par, narrated by Bhawna

Amit sachme apne mann mein koi bhadaas rakh kar mujhe chod raha tha. Agar uske hath mere muh par na hota to sachme mein sab kuch bhool uske zordaar dhakko ke saamne cheekh jaati. Woh mujhe kafi zor se aur tezzi se maar raha tha.

Par iss baat ki masti mujhe zyada ho rahi thi ki ye nahi jaanta ki udhar sofe par Neetu Akash ke lund ki sawari kar rahi hai. Aur naahi udhar Akash ko ye pata hai ki yaha main Amit se madmast hoti hui chud rahi hun.

In dono mardo ko aise bewakoof banate hue chudne mein sachme kafi maza aa rahi thi. Mujhe bhi aur udhar Neetu ko bhi. Uski aankho mein chudaayi ka nasha utar raha tha. Honto par inhe bewakoof banane ki muskaan thi.

Amit ke lund ke prahar se meri poori badan hill rahi thi. Mere hilne ke sath taal mel bithati hui Neetu bhi Akash ke upar uchal rahi thi. Amit ka lund har dhakke par maano aur zyada gahrayi pe mujhe chot kar raha tha.

Main jhukti ja rahi thi uske lund ko achche se lene ke liye. Aur woh apne maar ki teevrata badate ja raha tha. Agle 4–5-minute Amit yaha meri choot ko berahmi se chodta gaya. Aur waha Neetu Akash ke lund par pagalo ki tarah uchalti hui chudti gayi.

Fir main dekhi to Neetu sofe par hi mere taraf dekhti hui uth khadi hui. Uske tango ke neeche Akash upar uski chud kar geeli ho chuki choot ko dekh raha tha. Neetu apne kamar ko neeche laayi aur apni choot Akash ke muh mein dekhar mujhe dekh apne honto ko kaatne lagi.

Woh udhar Akash se apni chudwayi choot ko chatwakar araam le rahi thi. Jise dekh meri bhi bohut ichcha hui. Main Amit se boli: Ruko.

Amit: Kya hua?

Main: Meri choot mein jalan ho rahi hai. Zara chaatona, please.

Amit apne lund ko nikala aur meri gand par ek cheeti kaat bola: Main shayad jhad jata par ab shayad aur der lagegi. Soch lena.

Main muskurati hui boli: Wahi to main chahti hun ki tum kafi der tak mujhe aise hi zor-zor se chode!

Meri is baat par woh sahmat ho gaya. Aur mere peeche baith kar meri jangho ke beech apna muh ghusa liya. Neeche se meri chud kar faili choot ki honto ko woh chaat-chaat kar mujhe raahat ke sath maza dene laga. Main wapas darwaze se jhank kar Neetu ko dekhne lagi.

Udhar living ke sofe par, narrated by Neetu.

Akash ke chehre par apni choot rakh mein sofe par khadi thi. Apni choot ko uske honto par ragad rahi thi. Uske balo ko pakad main ye dhyaan mein rakhi hui thi ki uska chehra meri jangho ke beech hi rahe. Aur kahi palat kar Bhawna ko na dekh le.

Mujhe Akash ko apni choot khilate dekh woh palat kar kuch karne lagi. Fir woh khadi hokar mujhe dekhne lagi. Uske chehre par aayi muskaan dekh main samajh gayi ki woh bhi Amit se apni choot ya gand chatwa rahi thi.

Yakeen nahi ho rahi thi ki hum dono ladkiya aise khel khel rahe the in dono mardo ke peet peeche. Aur yahi baat mujhe aur shayad Bhawna ko bhi kafi uttejit kar rahi thi.

Akash apne jeeb se meri choot se nikalti rass ki boondo ko chaata to kabhi choosta. Main mast hoti hui firse chudne ke liye aatur hone lagi. Main Akash ke muh par lagi mere kaam rass ko chatkar choom gayi. Aur wapas uski god mein baith apne andar uske lund ko leli.

Akash ke kandho par hath rakh apni kamar thodi uthayi aur boli: Chalo ab maro upar aur chodo mujhe.

Uske gal par ek halka thappad maar boli: Aur haan, zor zor se, samjhe!

Akash meri kamar ko sahara banakar pakda. Aur neeche se apne kamar ke tabad-tod dhakko ki barish kar di mere andar. Main maze mein aati gayi aur uske lund ke har dhakko ke sath madhoshi mein kho gayi.

Kitchen ke darwaze par, narrated by Bhawna.

Amit meri choot ko choosta hua har boond ka swaad le raha tha. Aur main uske jeeb se hoti ragad ka maza leti hui udhar Neetu ko dekh rahi thi. Kuch hi der mein Neetu wapas khadi hui aur fir Akash ko choomne lagi.

Choom kar apne hi rass ka swaad lekar woh wapas Akash ke upar baith gayi. Aur fir usse kuch boli. Iske baad Akash poore josh mein aata hua hilne laga. Aur Neetu upar ki aur uchalne lagi.

Samajh gayi ki ab Akash use poori takat lagakar neeche se upar chod raha tha. Ye dekh meri bhi choot mein chudne ki pyaas umadi aur main palat kar Amit ke balo ko pakad use khada karwayi.

Amit: Kya hua?

Main: Mill gayi rahat mujhe… ab wapas kaam par lago.

Woh mujhe dekha to main dant meenchti hui boli: Is baar aur zor se aur tez. Samjhe!

Meri is baat ko sunn uski aankho mein josh ki aag dikhne lagi. Mere kandhe pakad woh apni poori takat lagakar mere andar apna lund dena shuru kar diya. Meri choot ko mano woh apne lund se chod kar phaad dena chahta ho itne zor se.

Main ek hath se darwaze ko pakde rahi to dusre hath ko apne muh par kass li. Aur udhar Neetu ko chudte dekhne lagi. Woh mujhe dekh rahi thi aur main use. Akash use dhana-dhan chod raha tha neeche se aur yaha Amit mujhe peeche se.

Akash Neetu ko uchaal-uchaal kar chod raha tha aur Amit mujhe thok-thok kar. Amit ke andar sachme chodne ki apaar taakat thi, itni zyada ki shayad ye sachme meri choot aaj sunn kar dene wala tha.

Agle 10–15-minute woh bina ruke aur thake mere andar apne lumbe lund ko kisi chaku ke tarah ghopte gaya. Fir meri aankho mein Neetu ki chavi dhundli padne lagi. Meri aankho mein nasha ghulne lagi aur meri nazar band pad gayi.

Antim charam par Amit ki gati aur tez ho gayi, itni tez ki main uske lund ko leti hui hi jhad padi aur fir woh bhi mere andar apne garm lawa jaise rass ko bharta gaya.

Ek…do…teen…char aur aise hi kayi lambi pichkariyo se meri choot ki gahraayi tak mujhe uske rass ki garmahat mehsoos hone lagi. Main behaal hokar kuch der darwaze ke diwaar ko pakad khadi rahi.

Fir hosh mein aayi to dekhi ki udhar Neetu bhi Akash ke kandhe par sar rakh bina hile padi hui hai. Neetu ko dekh mein yahi sochne lagi ki kab woh waqt ayega jab hum charo ek sath milkar ek hi bistar par foursome sex ka maza lenge!

To be continued.

The day comes, my dad has to leave. We went to drop him at the airport. His flight was at midnight. He did all his formalities then said goodbye to us. We came back home sad. Mom went to the bedroom and slept. I slept on the sofa.

In the morning, we prepared breakfast, and we had it together. She was a little upset. I said her bye and left for the office. When I came back in the evening, she opened the door. She was wearing a blue saree and a backless blouse. She had her mangalsutra and hands full of bangles.

She took my bag and kept it on the table. She put off my blazer and kept it in the wardrobe. I went to the bathroom. Suddenly, she knocked at the door. I opened it half. She said, “Towel,”

She entered her hand and offered me a towel. Her hands looked so beautiful. I wanted to pull her inside and make love with her.

Now it became routine. It was Saturday. I was at home. She woke up in the morning we did our chores. She went to the bathroom. She took a bath and went to the bedroom. After half an hour, she called me. I went to the door and said, “Yes, maa.” She said, “Come inside.”

Since she is here, I did not go to the bedroom. When I entered, I was amazed. My bachelor bedroom was turned into a woman’s bedroom. Everywhere there were ladies’ items. My dressing table was filled with her bangles, earrings, necklace, lipsticks, makeup items.

She has unpacked very well. Now, it was her bedroom, the bedroom of a woman. She interrupted. I said yes. Then I saw her. She was standing in front of the mirror. She was wearing a pink satin saree, and her back was naked. She asked me, “Can you please hook my blouse?”

I was looking at the back. She saw it and said, “Stop it and hook my blouse.” I went near her, took her blouse, and started putting its hook. Suddenly the hook broke. She said, “Ouch.” We both started laughing. She said, “Open wardrobe. There is a safety pin.”

I opened the wardrobe and got stunned. She has turned my wardrobe into a newlywed bride’s wardrobe. There was a collection of sarees, sexy blouses and what attracted me most was her lingerie collection. She had a very sexy lingerie collection. She asked, “Did you find it? It was in the front.”

I said yes. She said, come on. I put on her blouse and came to the kitchen. We were preparing breakfast. She asked whether I still missed my girlfriend. I said, “Yes, maa.” She asked, “Did you people live together?” I said yes.

She asked, “What would you normally do on weekends with your girlfriend?” I said, “We used to cook together, watch some shows, drink.” She said, “Only this much? Don’t lie. You used to do nothing with her while she was in the kitchen?”

I said, “Stop it, maa.” She insisted, then I said yes, we used to make out. She held my hand and said, “Don’t worry, you can do all the things with me except making out. You can watch shows with me, drink with me, dance with me.” I was happy.

We cooked chicken wings together. We started eating it, then she said, “Who eats chicken without drinks?” I said, “I thought you would get angry.”

She said, “It is ok. Think that you are living with your girlfriend. Now happy? Go and make a drink for me as well.”

We drank half bottle, and then she asked, “You used to drink like this with your girlfriend? In this much silence?”

I said, “No, maa.” I was already high.  She asked me, “Then?” I said, “She used to sit in my lap. She used to light a joint in my mouth, and she used to take a glass full of whiskey.”

“A joint?” Mom said.

I said, “Now, please don’t judge me.” She said, “I am not judging you. I just wanted to know.”

I said, “She used to say that I am at best when I am high on weed. After smoking some puffs, she used to open my shirts and then….”

“And then what?” my mom asked.

I said, “After removing all my clothes, she used to dance for me. After that, she starts to strip her clothes.”

“Pour me some drinks,” mom said. I gave her a full glass of whiskey. She smiled and started drinking it. She finished it. She asked me to continue.

I said, “Leave it, maa.” She wanted to stand up. But she failed due to her high heels. I supported her and made her stand. She was not able to walk properly. She turned on the music system, connected it with her phone. She played a song and came near to me.

She opened a button of my shirt and said, “You are not going to get what your girlfriend used to give, but enjoy.” She started dancing. She was looking so seductive. She was showing her cleavage. I was in another world.

There was a tent in my pant. Her bangles were making noise. Her ass was shaking. Suddenly, she hinted at me and asked me to join. I held her hands and went near her. I touched her waist and held it strongly. She did not respond. She was moving.

We danced like this. I touched her like she was mine. She was enjoying it. I started rubbing my dick with her ass. She did not say anything. I sided her hair and started looking at her neck. Her jhumka and mangalsutra on her neck were making her more desirable.

I held her waist strongly and pulled her closer. My boner in boxer was raging, and I placed it between her assholes. I kissed her on the neck, and she moaned. She placed her hands on mine and pressed it hard. She pushed her ass on my dick.

Suddenly she turned around me and put her lips on my ear, and held my dick in one hand. She said in my ears, “Learn to respect woman, her wishes. When a woman offers herself, this is the most wonderful thing in life. She will please you as you have never imagined. Try to win a woman.”

She said, “You can have me anytime into this. Just offer me a drink. I will understand.” She bit her lips on my neck, and then she turned. She put my hand on her waist and started moving. I started enjoying it. After some time, she asked for a drink. I gave her another glass full of whiskey.

I sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette. She came with her drink and sat on my lap. Her ass felt on my legs. Her cleavage was on my mouth. I took a drag and exhaled on her cleavage. She took the cigarette and started smoking it. She finished her drink and smoked the cigarette.

She was high like anything. She was opening my button and blabbering, “When my friend said to me that you are my husband, I got butterflies in my stomach.” She felt very thrilled. She got goosebumps all day, and she was smiling like anything.

She opened my shirt, and she was scratching her nails on my nipple. She said, “My friend was saying that you are very hot. I am lucky that my husband is so dashing.” She was biting my neck and said, “I liked it.’ She asked me to take her to the bed. I lifted her and took her to the bedroom. My drunk mom had lost control of her senses.

I placed my mom on the bed and started leaving. She held my hand and said, “I am not in a position to change. Can you help me?” She asked me to open her heels. I lifted her saree and opened her heels. She turned and asked me to unhook her blouse. I opened her bra.

She did not turn and said, “Have a rainy night. Don’t wake up your mum tomorrow.” I went to the living room and made a drink. I started remembering what had just happened. And I became naked. I was stroking very hard.

Now, I was mad about my mom. I became her ashiq. I was about to cum. There was a dupatta of my mom on the sofa. I took it and placed it on my dick. I exploded like anything, and then  I slept.

The next day I woke up at 3 pm. I was naked. I went to the bathroom got freshened up. I prepared some breakfast. Mom also woke up. She took a bath and came to the kitchen. She was behaving like nothing happened yesterday.

This is the continuation of the previous part. Please read and know what happened next.

I was sucking T2 cock while watching T1 fucking B1 by spreading B1 ass. It was full of  ‘thap thap’ sounds. T1 reduced his speed and grabbed B1 close, and kissed him madly. I was sucking T2 cock for 15 minutes.

Now B1 changed his position in reverse cowgirl. He did not have a clear view of me in the previous position. After 5 minutes, B1 asked, “Would you like to know how it feels having his cock inside you?”

By saying that, B1 held my hand and pulled me down onto the floor, and made me into doggy style. T2 put his cock in my ass hole and started to fuck me. I was screaming in pain. To make me quiet, B1 pulled my face down onto his cock and made me suck his cock.

Both T1 and T2 were fucking B1 and me, and I was sucking B1’s cock. B1 said, “You look beautiful getting fucked.” Both T1 and T2 increased their speed, and the room was filled with moaning sounds.

For a moment, B1 got off T1 dick and pushed my head onto T1’s dick. He made me suck it and then asked me to put the dick back in B1 ass. B1 asked, “How does it feel tasting T1 cock and my ass?” I said, “It feels crazy.”

B1 pulled me close and slapped my cheeks, and then kissed me for a while and pulled me forward to get onto T1 dick. He moved back and spread his legs, and asked me to lick his ass hole. While I was licking B1 ass, even T2 entered his dick in my ass.

Now I have two dicks in my ass, and I felt pain and tried to move aside. B1 slapped my face and said, “Don’t move. Just focus on licking my ass and don’t stop. Just breathe and do what I say.” I did whatever B1 asked me to do.

B1 lifted my face and closed my nose with his hands for a couple of seconds, and said, “Good boy.” B1 held my throat, slapped my face, and then kissed me. He said, “See, you can do anything.”

He then pushed my face on his dick and said, “Just breath and keep sucking.” I screamed as they increased their fucking speed. B1 held my throat and said, “Focus on me. It is just you and me. Open your mouth.” I opened my mouth, and he spat in my mouth and kissed me by slapping my face.

I was screaming, “Oh god, oh god.”

B1 said, “Oh god, what? You want more?” I said yes, and B1 asked T1 and T2 to give me more. T2 removed his dick from my ass and came beside me, and put his dick in my mouth. T1 was still fucking my ass.

B1 looked at me, said, “I am so proud of you,” and came beside T1. He was kissing him. T1 pulled his dick out. T2 made me in the doggy style and again put his dick in my ass. Now I was sucking T1 dick.

But B1 said, I think you should climb on T1 for one more round. I did as he asked me to do. I was riding T1 dick in cowgirl position, and very soon, T2 also entered my ass.

A scream came out of my mouth. B1 closed my mouth and said, “Keep quiet. You can take anything. Keep focused. You are a good boy.”

B1: You made so much noise. You should be proud of yourself. Good boy. Do you want their cum?

I said yes.

B1: So ask them.

“I want your cum.”

Now both T1 and T2 got up, and they pushed me down on my knees. I took their dicks in my hand and started to stroke them. B1 said, “Ask them, bitch.”

Now, T1 forced his dick in my mouth while I was still stroking T2 dick.

T1: Ask me what you want.

Me: Give me your cum.

Now, T2 pulled me towards his side, and he forced his dick in my mouth. I was sucking both their dicks by taking turns. B1 spanked my ass and said, “What do you want?” I said I wanted their cum.

B1 said, “Beg them.” I was sucking their cocks and said, “Please give me your cum. Please give it to me. I want your cum, please.” I was on my knees in front of them with my mouth open and begging for their cum.

T1 sprayed his cum on my face. B1 spread around my face like facial makeup and then asked me to clean T1’s cock. I took T1 cock in my mouth and sucked it clean by taking his every last drop.

B1 said, “Now thank him, bitch.”

I kissed his dick top and also licked his balls and took them in my mouth, and said thank you.

Now, B1 held my hair, turned me towards T2, and asked me to play with his balls. I ran my fingers on his balls and then took his balls in my mouth and licked them well. B1 said, “Beg him bitch. If not, you won’t get it.”

I begged him, “Please give me your cum. I want it full in me.” T2 slapped my face and said, “Open your mouth wide, you bitch.” I did as he said, and he released his whole load in my deep throat.

B1 said, “Put your tongue out and lick every last drop of his cum and thank him.” I did as he asked. I took every last drop of his cum in my mouth and then sucked his dick clean and thanked him.

I was tired after this long session and was not even able to get up. B1 kissed T1 and T2 and sent them to another room. B1 removed the cum left on my face, gave it to my mouth. He asked me to swallow it up, and I did as he said. I felt like a gobble monster.

B1 came on his knees, kissed me, and said, “Remember, you are not scared anymore. You are just breaking through.”

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Hi friends! My name is Divine and I’m here with another story and I hope you will like this one.

This happened last week. I’m in last year of my graduation and fortunately, I have a girlfriend since second year. So, coming to the story. The name of the girl in this story is Vaishnavi. She is my girlfriend’s bestfriend and they are like sisters.

One day, my girlfriend and I were casually talking and I asked my her to have sex with me. But she said I won’t do it till marriage. I tried to convince her, but she wasn’t listening to me. So, I got angry and I walked away from there.

Things between my gf and I were tense and we weren’t talking for a while.

One day, I got a call from my girlfriend’s bestfriend Vaishnavi and she asked, “Why you both aren’t talking to each other?”

I said, “It’s nothing, just a small disagreement.”

Vaishnavi said, “But this doesn’t seems small.” And she asked repeatedly. So, after some time, I said that I want sex and my girlfriend don’t want it.

She started laughing and said, “Oh! This is the matter.”

I said, “Come on! Yeah, don’t laugh.”

She said, “It’s ok.” And asked me to meet her at a local cafe. And said, “Don’t tell your girlfriend about this.”

So, I went to the cafe and told her the whole story. She said, “I can help you.”

Me: How can you help me?
Vaishnavi: Oh! it’s easy but it should be our secret.

Me: What secret? I don’t understand.
Vaishnavi: Don’t act stupid. I know you like me too.

Me: So what? It was way back.
Vaishnavi: So, let’s FUCK! I want to have sex with you, and you can stay with your girlfriend.

Me: Are you crazy?! She will be mad, if she got to know that, and we will be in a big trouble.
Vaishnavi: That’s why I’m telling you, it will be our secret.

Me: Are you serious? Or you just testing loyalty?

After I asked this question, Vaishnavi pulled my hand and put it on her breast. Wow! They were so soft and perfect. I quickly removed my hand and said, “Are you mad?! Someone will see us.” And I took back my hand.

Vaishnavi: Don’t be afraid. I know you want to fuck me too. Do you remember how you accidentally touched my boobs and I didn’t say a word because I wanted to fuck you badly? Your girlfriend is really blessed to have you as her boyfriend, but she won’t fuck you. So, why don’t we fuck and have fun? She won’t know anything.

Me: Okay! But how we’ll do it and where?
Vaishnavi: You don’t worry about that. I’ll book an Oyo room.

Me: Ok! Then we will do it.

After that, my girlfriend’s bestie booked an Oyo room for Sunday. I made excuse to my girlfriend that I’ll be busy that day.

The day before that day, Vaishnavi sent me sexy photos of her in bra and showed her cleavage. I got instant hard and I masturbated imagining her.

I went to the Oyo hotel early. She came after me and we checked in. After going into the room, at first I checked the whole Oyo room for hidden cameras because I didn’t want to be a pornstar! I put my bag to the side and looked at her.

Vaishnavi was looking like a bomb shell. She wore a white t-shirt and black pant. She was looking sexy because of the curves she had. Her boobs were of 34B size, and they were prominently visible. Though my girlfriend’s best friend’s ass was not much bigger, it was enough for me.

Vaishnavi came towards me, pulled me and planted a kiss on my lips. I became excited. I picked her up, threw her on the bed, and started kissing her like a beast. She was responding me with her tongue inside my mouth. I was passionately licking her lips, nose, chin, and cheeks.

I wanted her to do the same to me so I asked her to kiss me. She came closer to me licked my tongue and she took my lips in her mouth and sucked it for next 5 minutes. After that, I was on cloud 9.

I asked her to stop because if she had continued doing that any longer than that, I would have cummed in my pants!

Then I moved towards her neck where she was very sensitive. I started rubbing my nose on her neck, and then licking around her neck, and smelling her beautiful aroma. She got so excited by this and started the moaning as I licked her neck thoroughly from both sides.

I also licked her ears, nose, and put my tongue inside her ear. She got tingled from that and it worked. She said, “Oh my God! I like it very much. Please continue! Oh my God! Please don’t stop.”

Then I grabbed my girlfriend’s best friend’s boobs over her t-shirt and started pressing them badly. Vaishnavi’s boobs size was of 34. They were absolutely fitting in my hands. And I was so happy to squeeze them because they were so soft like a sponge. I wanted to suck them so hard. So, I asked her to remove her t-shirt. She did it like she was my sex slave.

And within seconds, Vaishnavi took off her t-shirt. After that, I asked her to remove her bra. She was wearing a black color bra and her nipples under the bra were also erected. I asked her if she is as excited as I am? She said, “Yes! Please continue!”

I went ahead and unhooked my girlfriend’s best buddy’s bra from behind and remove her bra. Now, her naked juicy boobs were in front me. I grabbed one of her boobs with one hand and started kissing to the other one. I was sucking her boob like a child feeding milk.

Actually, boobs are my most favorite part in a girl’s body and that’s why I wanted to suck them so badly that there was no tomorrow. I was chewing her nipples and making red marks with my teeth on her white milky boobs.

Vaishnavi was moaning in pleasure and pain altogether but I was not ready to leave them. She was moaning like, “Aaah… uhhh… Please! don’t stop it…You my baby… don’t bite mumma’s booby…..aaaah..”

After 15 minutes of boob-sucking of my girlfriend’s friend, I was on cloud 9 and she was also excited. She then asked me to show my dick to her. I was glad that she asked me to do so. I went ahead and removed my pant. She put her hand inside my underwear and took out my rock hard dick.

I got so hard that I thought my dick is going to burst. She held my dick and started moving it up and down. I was having the best pleasure of my life. I asked her if she can give me a blowjob. First, she refused, but when I insisted, she said, “Okay! I will give it a try. I don’t know how to do it, but I’ve seen it in porn movies. So, I’ll try my best.”

I said, “Go ahead baby, let’s do it!”

Vaishnavi went down and held my dick and planted a kiss on the top and started taking it slowly, inch by inch. My dick is 6-inches long. So, she easily held that in her hand and started licking its tip as it was an ice cream. My gf’s bestfriend was licking my dick from all the sides and also shaking it up and down at same time.

Though Vaishnavi was sucking my dick like a pro, I knew that it was her first time. Because she was my girlfriend’s best friend. She was not very fair skinned like my girlfriend, but her shape was a total miracle.

After the cock sucking, she lied on the bed and I started removing her pant. She was in a black panty. I asked, “Do you always wear the set of black bra and panties?”

Vaishnavi said, ”Yes! Specially for you my boy. To make you happy”

I started sniffing around her thighs. I wanted to give her maximum pleasure. So, I was trying to do everything to make her as much satisfied as possible.

I left her legs and I started kissing her from toes, then ankles, and went to her thighs. And then I went licking towards her inner thighs. I was continuously kissing, licking, and biting her thighs so she get that most pleasure she could.

Then I removed my lover’s best friend’s panty and saw her cleaned shave pussy. It was the pussy of my dreams, with no hair on it. I thanked her for shaving her pussy for me. I started kissing her pussy.

First, I put my tongue on the top of her pussy and licked it slightly. Then I parted her pussy lips and started sucking it thoroughly.

I put my tongue inside Vaishnavi’s pussy hole and then licked it from inside. Now, she started moaning so loud like a mad. So, I had to start TV and play some song to avoid the sound that was going out of our room.

After that, I went back and continued the pussy sucking. She had orgasm twice during that. I sucked her pussy for almost half an hour. The juices coming out of her hole had salty and savory taste.

She said, “I’ve never been this happy till now. Please fuck me now! I can’t control.”

I prepared to have sex with my girlfriend’s horny bestfriend. We were in missionary position. I lifted her legs, and I placed my dick on the entrance of her vagina, and started rubbing my dick on it.

Now, she was very excited and Vaishnavi’s pussy got so wet that she was begging for my dick. I took out a condom but she asked me to not use it because those was her safe days, and she said that she will take anti-pregnancy pills.

I was happy to go inside Vaishnavi’s pussy with my naked penis. My dick was so warm and her pussy was also throbbing. The AC was on, and we were in the blanket but still we both were sweating. It was the best day of my life.

I inserted my dick into her pussy, pushed it slowly and my dick went a bit further. Then, I jerked it harder, and all of my dick went inside, and she screamed in pain. I locked her mouth by mine, and started kissing her with open mouth, and stroking my dick in her pussy at the same time.

I was not very pro at that time. So, I thought to delay the climax as possible as I can. I was stroking her slowly and she was moaning with the rhythm of every stroke.

After that, my girlfriend’s bestfriend asked me to fuck her in doggy style. Then I made her my bitch, put my dick into her pussy, and started fucking her from behind. After 10 minutes of fucking, I came inside her.

Her pussy was throbbing and sucking my dick inside. It was so tight that my dick got red. After that, I took out my dick from her pussy, and hugged her tightly.

We got so tired that we fell on each other and slept for 2 hours. After waking up, I fucked her twice. After that, we left the Oyo room and went to our hostel.

Now, when we have to fuck, we just text each other, decide the timing, and go to the the nearby Oyo room. Now, we regular have sex, and my girlfriend have no idea that I and her bestie fuck each other regularly.

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Hey bhabhis with wet dripping wet pussies and my dudes ready to jerk off, hand wrapped around your boners. I am HarDick69. I am a mallu. Scroll down and read on as I tell you something I have never said to a single soul before.

I am currently 22 years old and the incident I am about to tell you happened when was studying in science college. I was very weak in physics. To be honest, I was the most poorly performing student in that subject.

My physics teacher’s name was Beena. I started to have sexual fantasies about my milf teachers. My mallu physics teacher Beena was not exempted. She was probably the most underrated sexy chick in the whole staff room. I couldn’t help myself. I would rush to the college bathroom after the class to jerk off thinking about her.

Beena was about 34 years old and she was a fucking milf. She had features similar to Malayalam actress Manju Warrier. Beena’s ass and thighs were a sight of heaven watching while she shifts her weight from one leg to the other and walks sexily down the hallway. I was 5″5 and taller than her.

My mallu milf teacher had a soft side to me because I was so nice to her and helped her with books and stuff, unlike other students who didn’t co-operate with her during class and made a hustle. She even called me big boy, giving my fantasy more juice.

I didn’t take notes during her class. But pretended to do so. During those times, I fantasized about fucking the mallu milf teacher on the table and the ways I would be eating her tasty ass. She always thought that I was taking notes during class.

Beena was bewildered when she knew about my poor marks. She wanted to help me. This feature is so sexy in teachers. Imagine rubbing your boner with your elbow while pretending to take notes. Aah! That’s a different feeling!

One day, after her hour, she asked me not to leave and said she wanted to talk to me. She was concerned about my marks and wanted to conduct a special class after college hours. To my disappointment, there were other students who were also asked to attend the class.

I stayed after the class hours and found me and Beena were the only people in the room. The other students cared less about the special class. We both were happy to be around each other. I was horny than happy.

So let me tell you about my college. It was a Christian college and teachers were instructed to wear a dull cotton overcoat to cover their assets (navel and cleavage). Teachers wore saree under the overcoat.

I attended her classes only to sit next to my mallu milf teacher on the same bench, her ass next to mine, and enjoy her fragrance.

She wore her coat during the special classes. To get that barrier out of the way, I started to talk more freely with her. After all, we both were the only people in the room.

Slowly, the classes continued with only both of us, she got comfortable around me and took off her dull half sleeve coat. She wore a black saree underneath. I could see her white bra, sweaty armpit through her blouse. Seeing her juicy and plump assets more clearly for the first time made a little precum arrive out of my hard dick!

We were sitting on the same bench, side by side. Our elbows touched as she explained the derivatives while I drooled looking at her fine mallu ass. It was so hard to rub or touch the cock with her next to me. I didn’t want her to get any wrong impression. But I had to cover the small stain forming of my precum.

I excused myself to the toilet and immersed myself in my fantasy after seeing my teacher’s boobs and navel so close and so clear for the first time. The pleasure of getting something after a long wait is a pleasure unforgettable. It was probably one of the longest times I took to cum while masturbating as I forgot about the class.

I smeared the toilet wall with my cum. I almost moaned, “Beenaahh” while cumming. I unbolted the washroom door and rushed back to the class.

Beena was there waiting for me but she appeared to be breathing heavily and panting! I asked her what happened but she ignored my question and gave me a derivative equation question to solve and she said she was going out to stretch her muscles because she was tired from sitting for so long.

She came back after some time but she arrived in the class, wiping sweat off her brow with her fancy handkerchief. I forgot about this particular incident.

I went back home and watched student-teacher porn. I was getting more ideas but I couldn’t think of a way to get them done and seduce my sexy mallu milf teacher.

The classes continued after the college hours with only me and her. She started to wear her saree in a more revealing way day after day. I started to notice the way she smiles at me and talks to me. No, she wasn’t in love with me. But I clearly knew that she was getting more and more comfortable around me.

I gave her my phone number as I was a “special student to be taken care of.”

One night, she called me. I was brightened by her call and picked up the phone.

Beena: Da, the Principal has given me the responsibility to make sure that you get good marks for my subject. Will you study harder?
Me: Sure ma’am. Anything for you.

Beena: *silence*
Me: Oh sorry ma’am, I meant to say that I would try my best.

Beena: Awesome. See you soon in my evening class. Bye.
Me: Goodnight, ma’am.

The classes continued. We talked more like friends. She told me that she was still single and that she was lying to the college staff about having a husband working in the gulf country because she feared judgements and lusty looks of male staff. My immediate reaction was bewilderment. She noticed it and smiled.

She said that she was with many romantic relationships and that none satisfied her.

Me: Satisfied?
Beena (with a naughty smile): Yeah, they weren’t good-looking on the inside.

Me: Mmm.
Beena: Eh, so what did you think when I said nobody “satisfied” me enough? Hahaha.

I laughed along with her.

I was overjoyed about my mallu milf teacher being single but tried hard to hide it. She continued to talk about her life and her education. I also opened up to her. I talked to her about my personal life and about a relationship I had.

Beena: What happened between you two?
Me: It didn’t work out. She broke up with me.

Beena was being so nice and motherly to me. (Nicer than my mom’s wet panties felt. That’s a story for another time. Haha.)

I will continue with my mallu teacher Beena in the next part where our bond and approach to each other becomes more sexual.

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Horny women are welcome to mail me. *wink*

Tapu, jo kal raat Babita ki cousin, Yamini ko chod kar ghar aata hai, toh woh apne papa ko Komal aunty ke saath sex karte dekhta hai, aur apne kamre main so jata hai. Agle din woh uth kar nashta karne kitchen jata hai, toh waha Komal aunty khushi se khana bana rahi hoti hai.

Tapu ko dekh kar Komal horny ho jaati hai aur usse kiss karti hai. Tapu kuchh kahe usse pehle Komal apni nightie utaarti hai aur Tapu ko chodne kehti hai. Bechaara Tapu Komal ki baate maanta hai aur usse peechhe se pelna shuru karta hai.

Ussi beech Jethalal kitchen aata hai aur Tapu ko apni pyaari Komal ko chodte dekh chauk jata hai. Jethalal kehta hai, “Tapu, ye tu kya kar raha hai. Pehle tu meri Babita le gaya. Ab tu meri Komal le jaayega….”

Komal Jethalal ko rokti hai aur kehti hai, “Jethabhai, Mere andar kaafi jagah hai. Main itni moti hoon ki aap dono mujhe chod sakte ho. Chalo mere saath aur baap-beta mil kar mujhe chodo.” Komal Tapu aur Jethalal ko hall le jaati hai aur don usse chodne shuru karte hai.

Jethalal ke upar Komal chadh jaati hai aur Jethya uski chut main ghus jaata hai. Tapu Komal aunty ki gaand maarne lagta hai. Teeno apne aap ko enjoy karte hai aur saath main khatam hote hai. Komal Tapu aur Jethlal ko apne baaho main le kar kiss karti hai.

Anjali bhabhi Tapu ko lene aati hai aur teeno ko nanga dekh kar chauk jaati hai. Komal kehti hai, “Anjali, this is fun. Tum bhi kabhi try karna.” Anjali kehti hai, “Jarur, filhaal main Tapu ko lene aayi hoon. Meri saheli ke yaha jana hai. Chal Tapu”

Anjali bhabhi Tapu ko apne saath apne ghar le chalti hai aur kehti hai, “Tapu, Taarak abhi so rahe hai. Chal kitchen main, ek quickie karte hai aur nikalte hai.” “Thik hai aunty. Lekin agar uth gaye toh?” “Tu bhi na Tapu. Relax kar.”

Tapu aur Anjali Kitchen band kar ke sex karna shuru kar dete hai. Anjali apne aap ko rok nahi payi aur cheekhne lagi. Dono ne fattafat sex khatam kar ke kitchen ke baahar nikle. Lekin Taarak ne un dono ko baahar aate hi pakad liya aur kaha, “Tapu, tu bohot bada ho gaya hai. Anjali aunty ko chodne laga hai. Aur tum Anjali….”
Taarak aur Anjali main jhagda ho jata hai. Tapu ke dimaag main ek idea aata hai aur woh kehta hai, “Anjali aunty, kyu na aap Mehta uncle ko bina diet wala khana khaane do, aur Mehta uncle aapko sex karne ki aazadi denge!” Taarak sochne lagta hai ki Anjali Tapu se chudwa ke hi rahegi. Agar mujhe masaledaar khana mil raha hai toh kya aitraaz hai.

Taarak bohot sochne ke baad kehta hai, “Anjali, main tujhe sex karne ka freedom deta hoon, agar tum mujhe kuchh bhi khaane dogi toh.” Anjali khushi se kehti hai, “Thik hai Taarak. Love you.” Taarak khushi se Chicken lollypop aur pizza order karta hai.

Anjali Tapu se kehti hai, “Wah Tapu, tu toh smart nikla. Aaj ke din tujhe bohot sex karna hai. Chal main tujhe dawai deti hoon aur hum chalte hai.” Anjali Tapu ko kuchh dawai khilaati hai aur dono nikalte hai.

Anjali Tapu ko le kar apni saheli Tanya ke ghar pahuchti hai. Tanya ek jhopdi main rehti thi. Anjali Tapu se kehti hai, “Tapu, ye meri saheli Tanya hai. Iske upar iske husband Ahmed ne dowry na dene ki wajah se acid feka tha. Bachaari ne ab tak sex nahi kiya hai.”

Tapu Tanya ko ghoorte rehta hai. Tanya ke chehre par acid ke ghere daag the. Tanya bhi Tapu to dekh kar mushkuraane lagi aur kahi, “Anjali, tu beth. Main Tapu ke saath zameen main hi kar leti hoon.”

Tanya se raha nahi gaya aur woh Tapu ke saamne aayi aur usse kiss karne lagi. Tanya kehti hai, “Tapu, mujhse raha nahi jata. Chal mujhe chod aur khush kar.” Tapu bechaari Tanya aunty ko dekh kar emotional ho jata hai. Dono nange ho jaate hai aur Anjali ke saamne chodne lagte hai.

Tanya ko kaafi khushi mehsoos hui jab kisi ne kaafi saalo ke baad uske saath sex kiya. Dono ne mil kar ghante ke upar sex kiya. Khatam hone ke baad dono thak gaye aur aaraam karne lage.

Anjali bhabhi ko Babita ji ka call aata hai kehti hai, “Anjali, tu kidhar hai? Mujhe Tapu chahiye abhi. Meri parlour wali aayi hui hai, aur woh mujhe free main grooming karegi agar usse Tapu mil jaaye.” “Usse kaise pata chala Tapu ke baare main?” “Kya pata ye chutiya baju ke society ki aunties ko bhi chod raha ho. Kab aa rahi hai tu?” “Bas, kaam ho gaya hai. Nikal rahi hoon.”

Anjali Tapu ko taiyaar kar ke Gokuldham society le jaati hai. Babita turant Tapu ko apne ghar le aati hai aur Babita ki parlour wali Tapu par chadh jaati hai. Wo usse kamre main le jaati hai aur Tapu ke saath sex karti hai. Ek ghante ke baad dono baahar aate hai aur wo kehti hai, “Babita, tera Tapu jaisa koi nahi. Next month aaungi toh Tapu ko ghar par rakhna.”

Parlour wali chali jaati hai. Babita Tapu ko dekh kar kehti hai, “Kya bolta hai Tapu? Iyer aaye uske pehle ek quickie ho jaaye.” Thaka hua Tapu kehta hai, “Nahi aunty, aaj nahi. Maine subah se 4 ladies ke saath sex kar chuka hoon. Bohot thak gaya hoon.” “Chal koi baat nahi. Apni Babita aunty ko ek kiss toh de de.”

Babita Tapu ke kareeb jaati hai aur usse kiss karne lagti hai. Kuchh minute kiss karne ke baad Tapu Babita aunty ke ghar se nikalta hai. Raaste main woh Tapu sena se milne ruk jaata hai. Goli kehta hai, “Tapu, tu toh bohot sex kar raha hai….Bata tu ne Babita aur Anjali aunty ke alawa kiss ko choda hai?” Tapu kehta hai, “Rehne de Goli, jhagda ho jaayega…..thik hai agar tu shaant rahega toh main bataata hoon ki maine society ki sabhi aunties aur Sonu ke saath kiya hai.” Sonu kehti hai, “Haan, Tapu bohot achhe se marta hai meri. Meri mummy bhi iski deewaani hai.” Gogi kehta hai, “Oye Tapu, Tu meri mummy ko chod raha hai? Main tennu chaddega nahi..” “Gogi shaant ho ja. Tere papa ne hi mujhse karwaya hai.” Tapu kehta hai. “Fir koi gal nahi, enjoy!”

Goli gusse main bolta hai, “Tapu, tu meri sweet mom ke saath sex karta hai? Kyun!” Tapu Goli ko shaant kake kehta hai, “Goli, waise toh main sirf Babita aur Anjali aunty ke saath hi karta hoon. Lekin ek baar kitty party main meri baat nikli toh sab ko mujhe try karne ka mann hua. Teri mummy ne bhi mujhe bulaaya aur choda. Hum dono ko maza aaya.” Goli rooth kar apne ghar chale jaata hai. Tapu kehta hai, “Ye aasaani se nahi maanne wala.” Sonu kehti hai, “Tapu, main ja kar goli ke saath sex kar ke uska mood banati hoon. Tu aaraam kar. Tujhe main kal chodungi. Love you.”

Sonu Goli ke ghar jaati hai. Dr. Haathi waha somose thoos raha hota hai. Sonu puchhti hai, “Haathi uncle, Goli kidhar hai?” Haathi kehta hai, “Woh apne kamre main gaya hai. Kaafi naaraaz hai.” Sonu jaldbaazi main kehti hai, “Ha, usko pata chala hai ki Tapu Komal aunty ko chod raha hai. Main ja kar uska mood banati hoon.” Dr. Haathi chauk jata hai par fir se apne Samose thoosne lagta hai.

Sonu Goli ke kamre main jaati hai aur darwaaza band kar deti hai. Goli kuchh bole uske pehle Sonu apne kapde nikalti hai aur Goli ke liye naachne lagti hai. Sonu ko naachte dekh, Goli ka gathiya fafda ban jaata hai. Woh apne kapde bhi nikaal deta hai.

Sonu Goli ke kareeb jaati hai aur uska lund pakadti hai. Kaafi der hitaalti hai aur kehti hai, “Goli, tera lund bada kyun nahi ho raha?” “Sonu, mera itna hi hai.” “Tapu ka toh bohot bada hai. Chal koi nahi. Peechhe se daal.”

Sonu khadi ho jaati hai aur Goli Sonu ke peechhe se andar daalta hai. Woh ek minute ke andar khatam ho jaata hai, lekin bohot khush hota hai. Sonu puchhti hai, “Goli, jaldi se andar daal!” “Arre Sonu, Mere saanp se lassi bhi nikal gayi, chhakhegi?” “Nahi chutiye, tu so ja, main chali kisi aur se marwaane.”

Goli bistar par nanga leta raha aur Sonu jaldi se taiyaar hoke baahar nikalti hai. Baahar Dr. Haathi ne usse roka aur kaha, “Sonu, tum Tapu aur Komal ke baare main kya keh rahi thi? Batao mujhe.” Sonu kuchh kahe usse pehle Komal ghar aati hai.

Dr. Haathi gusse se Komal ko kehta hai, “Komal, tum Tapu ke saath so rahi ho?” “So rahi thi Hans. Ab main Tapu ke papa ke saath so rahi hoon.” Haathi chauk jaata hai. Komal kehti hai, “Hans, tum mujhe kabhi khush nahi kar paate. Tapu ne mujhe ek baar main hi jannat pahucha diya tha. Aur Jethaji ne mujhe pati wala pyaar bhi diya hai. Daya bhabhi bhi ghar par nahi hai, toh hum dono ne ek dusre main pyaar paya hai. Humne tai kiya hai ki hum live-in main rehne waale hai.”

Dr. Haathi puchhta hai, “Lekin Komal, mere khaane ka kya? Aur Bapuji ko pata chalega toh?” Komal muskura kar kehti hai, “Don’t worry Hans. Main tumhe roj tiffin bhijwaaungi. Aur Bapuji ne bhi hume aashirwaad de diya hai. Maine jab unhe kaha ji main roj unhe ghar ka khana khilaaungi, woh khush ho gaye. Bechaare Padmawati bhojnalaya ka ke pareshaan ho gaye hai.” “Thik hai fir, jaisa tujhe sahi lage. Mujhe bas khana milte rehna chahiye.”

Sonu apne ghar chale jaati hai aur Madhavi ko saari baat batati hai. Madhavi mazaak main kehti hai, “Sonu, main bhi Tapu se shaadi kar lu kya? Hum dono uske saath mauj karenge.” “Ho aai. Aur aapko pata hai Goli ka kitna chhota lund hai. Pata nahi Dr. Haathi ka kitna hoga!” Dono hasne lagte hai. Bhide Madhavi ko bulata hai, toh woh usse chodne chali jaati hai.

Sonu ke andar abhi bhi sex ki aag lagi thi. Woh Tapu ke ghar chali jati hai. Waha Tapu Babita aunty ke baahon main haath daal kar baate kar raha hota hai. Sonu ko dekh kar Babita kehti hai, “Arre aa na Sonu. Hum toh bas pyaar bhari baate kar rahe the. Sex – vex kuchh nahi ho raha tha.”

Sonu baithti hai aur kehti hai, “Tapu, tujhe pata hai Komal aunty ab tere papa ke saath rehne wali hai…” “Mujhe Iyer ko divorvce de kar Jethaji se shaadi karni chahiye thi. Tapu, tujhe pata hai jab tu aaj savere Anjali ke saath gaya tha, toh main tere papa ke saath thoda sex karne aayi toh unhone mana kar diya. Bola ki ab woh sirf Komal se pyaar karte hai. Bolo abhi ek aurat sex bhi na kar sake?”

Tapu kehta hai, “Ladies, mauka hai toh kyu na ek threesome ho jaaye.” Sonu kehti hai, “Yes Tapu. Babita aunty, aap itne sexy ho. Aap mujhe sikhao ki aap Tapu ko itna khush kaise karte ho.” “Sure Sonu, sabse pehle lund chusna seekh.”

Babita Tapu ka lund apne muh me daalti hai aur Sonu ko sikhaati hai kaise karna hai. Fir Sonu bhi Tapu ka lund apne muh main daalti hai aur Tapu ko relax karati hai. Babita Tapu par chadh jaati hai aur usse chodne lagti hai. Sonu bhi waisa hi kati hai. Jaisa jaisa Babita sikhaati hai, Sonu waisa waisa karti hain. Ant main Tapu aur Sonu ko orgasm hota hai.

Teeno lete hote hai tabhi bapuji aate hai aur kehte hai, “Ho gaya tum logo ka randi khana? Kab se chodumpatti kar rahe ho. Kabhi Tapu Babita ki maarta hai, to kabhi Komal Tapu ki. Main tang aa gaya hoon iss sab se. Main kuchh dino ke liye gaav ja raha hoon.” Tapu bapuji ko rokata nahi hai, balki unki packing main madad karta hai.

Bapuji chale jaate hai aur woh teeno khush ho jaate hai. Sonu kehti hai, “Tapu, ab main kabhi bhi tujhe chodne aa sakti hoo.” “Aur main bhi,” Babita aunty kehti hai. Tapu khush ho kar kehta hai, “Always welcome ladies.” Sonu Tapu ko kiss kar ke apne ghar chali jaati hai. Babita Tapu ko ishaara kar ke ek aur baar karne kehti hai. Tapu Babita ko hug karta hai aur ek aur bar shuru ho jata hai. Iss bar Tapu anal sex karta hai. Dono ek saath so jaate hai.

Agle din savere, Komal Tapu ke kamre main aati hai ye kehte, “Tapu baby, uth jao….” Komal Babita ko dekhti hai aur kehti hai, “Tu yaha hai. Naasta karegi humaare saath?” Babita kehti hai, “Nahi nahi, mujhe jana hoga. Iyer ke liye tiffin taiyaar karna hai.” Babita jaldbaazi main apne kapde pehenti hai aur nikalti hai.

Tapu kehta hai, “Komal aunty, naaste main kya banaya hai?” Komal kehti hai, “Tapu beta, ab se tu mujhe mom bulaayega. Chal ab naasta chahiye toh apni ma ko good morning sex de..” Tapu puchhta hai, “Mom, papa kidhar hai?” “Maine unhe jaldi dukaan bhej diya taki hum sex kar sake.” Komal apne kapde nikaalti hai aur Tapu ke saath sex karti hai. Komal kehti hai, “Tapu, Tum dono main se mujhe tere saath sex kar ke maja aata hai. Lekin Jethaji mujhe pati wala pyaar dete hai.” Komal Tapu par chadh kar uska lund apne bhosde main daalti hai toh aisa lagta hai jaise kisi choohe par haathi sair kar raha ho.

Komal Tapu ko naasta deti hai aur Haathi ko tiffin dene nikalti hai. Aage ki kahani, agle story main aayegi.

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